There is nothing in the Wanhua Building, the courtyard is deep, but it is a color of pink and white petals, quietly withering when it blooms to the peak, fluttering and falling, blowing people with a quiet fragrance.

Yuan Jin walked all the way on the nine-song corridor paved with blue bricks, only feeling that there was a faint sound of silk and bamboo in his ears, but it did not seem to be lustful, but beautiful and tactful, and literary and elegant.

"The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green, and the catkins are full of flowers when they fly. The melancholy east column two snow, life is clear. ”

Some people sat on the bench under the porch, holding a scroll and chanting, and the snow green robe was brushed on the railing, and the posture was very leisurely.

As if feeling Yuan Jin's footsteps, his voice was stunned, and the tone of his voice was completely different-

"The white-haired general is also strong, Xijing came here last night. Hu Er dares to make a thousand-year plan, and the will of heaven would rather know one day. The grace of the saints is deep rain and dew, and the forgiveness of Zhongxing is thundering. Suspense knows that the cold food is made to the mausoleum, and the pear blossoms on the post road are blooming everywhere! ”

These two sonorous sentences can be seen in the voice of Jin Ge Iron Horse, heroic and agitated, but the deep meaning contained in the last two sentences made Yuan Jin pause.

Although it is also a pear flower, this one is the Song Dynasty Wu Ju led the army to fight against the Jin soldiers, recovering Luoyang, Lu You Lu Fangweng heard the news passionately, the last two sentences are expected to be the next year's cold food festival, the messenger who swept the tomb of the first emperor of the Song Dynasty, will reach Luoyang through the post road where the pear blossoms bloom - such an allusion, listening to Yuan Jin's heart is moved.

"The so-called poetry is based on words - do these last two sentences speak to your heart?"

When the man saw Yuan Jin, he stood up unhurriedly, but he was graceful, which made people look at him, "Second Prince Yuan, or should I call you - His Royal Highness Zhu Yunxie?" ”

The biggest secret was revealed in an instant, Yuan Jin's heart was shocked, and his palm had already touched the sword at his waist, but the young man dressed as a scribe smiled indifferently and did not see the slightest fear. "It's really rude, I forgot to introduce myself - in Xia Xue Yu, the former surname is Jing."

He looked at the deepest part of Yuan Jin's pupils and smiled, "Father Jingqing." ”

Yuan Jin's heart was shocked, a sudden light flashed in his dark eyes, and when he looked at Jing Qing again, he felt a little closer and more trusting, "It turned out to be after the loyal and virtuous minister!" ”

He remembered the old things back then, and solemnly saluted Jing Yu, "My family owes Mr. Jing a lot!" ”

Jingyu seemed surprised. I didn't expect this exiled imperial heir to be so easy and real, but he immediately stood up and accepted this salute, without evasion, "My father is dedicated to supporting the orthodoxy of the Ming Dynasty, and his sincere heart can show the sun and the moon, but it is worthy of you!" ”

Immediately helped Yuan Jin up with his own hands, and the two sat down separately.

At this time, the place is quiet and quiet, there is no cave, the teapot in front of me is steaming, and the petals are flying under the porch. Yuan Jian looked at the Qiqi in front of him, but he was secretly frightened by the control of the Jinlan Society-Wanhualou was the premier Qinglou in the capital, but it seemed to be their confidant.

And what kind of thoughts and purposes does the head of the Jinlan Club from the Jing family have in front of him?

"I saw Your Highness today. Sure enough, it is a dragon and a phoenix, and his bearing is extraordinary. ”

Jing Yu praised it neatly, but his expression was very natural, and he did not show the slightest flattery.

"It's just that this great country is in the hands of traitors. What are your highness's plans? ”

Yuan Jin was slightly vigilant in his heart, "The fate should be true, and now the situation has been decided." There's nothing more to say, just live incognito. ”

This was his sincere words, but in exchange for Jing Yu's disapproving chuckle, "Your Highness's words are not true-if you really want to be incognito for the rest of your life, why did the Marquis of Guangping pretend to ask the son of the outer room to bring you home to be raised, and why did he train you to let you join the army and make a name for yourself?" ”

Yuan Jin sighed silently in his heart, but his eyes were still clear and clear, "This is the love of the Hou Ye, but I deserve it." ”

"Then the adults of the secret covenant died in vain? Do you remember their legacy? ”

Jing Yu's earth-shattering sentence made Yuan Jin's eyes widen, only to see Jing Yu standing up, watching the petals in the courtyard wither, his expression changed from sad to awe-inspiring, "Are you ready to live up to their painstaking attainments so much!" ”

Yuan Jin's body trembled, and contradictions and struggles appeared between his eyebrows - the edge and forbearance fought thousands of times in an instant, and in a trance, he heard his voice low and hoarse, "Even if I am still alive, what can I do—continue to drag more people into the water for an illusory emperor dream?" Restarting the war and causing countless lives to be destroyed? ”

Gradually, his mind cleared, and he raised his head to look at Jingyu, "I understand the kindness of Mr., but I owe many people in my life, and I can no longer bear or continue to owe debts." ”

He took a deep look again, stood up and was about to leave, but he heard a quiet sentence behind him-

"Just leave, you don't want to marry your beloved woman for the rest of your life!"

Yuan Jin paused, turned his back to him and couldn't see Jingyu's expression clearly, only to hear him say coldly: "If it goes on like this, Rujun will be the Marquis of Guangping sooner or later, what are you going to fight with him?" ”

"You know everything!"

Yuan Jin sneered slightly.

Jingyu's eyes flashed with a complicated and incomprehensible glow, as if he was saying it to him, and as if he was laughing at himself, "The so-called success and defeat of the king, you are willing to waste your life for such a lifetime, and it is not a problem to mix brocade clothes and jade food, but there are so many people who support your Yiwen lineage, but they are exiled and sold, life is better than death, and she is not the only one who becomes a concubine like Rujun, and she is not the only one who is allowed to play with the master's family!" ”

Yuan Jian clenched her fists, remembering that when she saw Guangsheng's domineering and strong general Rujun in her arms, her heart suddenly overflowed with sour, angry and even painful feelings - that man couldn't give her the title of wife at all, this would only insult her!

Jing Yu pointed to the high-rise pavilion in the front yard, where there was faint sound of beautiful music, "There are many girls in the front yard who are similar to Rujun's background, but they have fallen into the dust and ushered in the send-off - do you still want them to continue to live like this?" If I hadn't secretly arranged it back then, there was a chance that she would have fallen into such an unsightly place! ”

"We Jinlanhui, there are many such poor people, Zhu Di will not die for a day, you can't recapture the country for a day, we can only continue to live a dark life that is worse than death."

His voice was calm in his ears, but it made Yuan Jin break out in a cold sweat, he stood in place and didn't look back, and only said after a while: "In order to save a group of people, we have to set off a war and let more people die - is this the real righteousness?" ”

"But if you don't do anything, it is equivalent to giving up that group of people directly - you just said that you owe our Jing family, you are wrong, my father is willing to die - what you owe is the surviving Rujun and everyone else!"

Jing Yu's words were like an invisible whip, slamming at him, Yuan Jin walked away quickly, but the fists hidden in his sleeves were clenched very tightly! (To be continued......)