October 15, the period of the decisive battle; The remnant sun fades, and the full moon is still obscured; Hanmei Lingxiang, Qiu Tang wants to thank; The wind and snow stopped for a long time, and the alleys were empty; God's deep palace, nine days want to be closed.

Deyi was just dressed in court clothes, standing under the Forbidden City, listening to the horses' hooves stepping on the snow in the distance, but in a moment, Zhu Chongzhen and his party of seven arrived as scheduled.

"Childe really believes in people!" Deyi just arched his hand at Zhu Chongzhen, then clapped his hands and shouted back: "Open the palace door!" ”

When several guards behind him heard this, they shouted to the palace gate in unison: "King Han has arrived, open the palace gate!" ”

I only heard a few bangs from the palace gate, and the main gate of the noon gate, in a few breaths, suddenly opened, revealing the vast and deep palace of God inside.

"Childe," De Yi just turned to one side, "Please!" ”

Zhu Chongzhen was stationed under the Forbidden City, and when he saw such a situation, he couldn't help but be stunned, "The main gate? ”

Deyi was extremely solemn, but there was a clear upright air in his voice, "Yes, the master of the door has an order, the son is the master of the Purple Emperor Blade, the reincarnation of the Ziwei Emperor, the mandate of heaven, should enter from the main gate." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Chongzhen's face was solemn, he sat on the horse, and said to De Yigang: "In this case, Zhu is disrespectful and arrogant!" ”

After speaking, he turned his head and shouted to Fang Xiaoru and the others behind him: "Get off the horse!" ”

Zhu Chongzhen threw the stirrup off the saddle, turned over and dismounted, walked in front of De Yigang, and said solemnly: "There is labor!" ”

As soon as Deyi saw that Zhu Chongzhen was also polite, he was even more convinced, his right hand was crossed, bowed slightly, and performed a Mongolian etiquette, "The son is courteous, it is the luck of the people!" In Xia De Yigang, today I am fortunate to lead the way for my son! ”

With that, he turned around and strode forward. led Zhu Chongzhen and his entourage, and in an instant, he passed through the long doorway of the noon gate and entered the Forbidden City.

It must be known that the Forbidden City, for 500 years, has always been the center of gravity of Chinese power, controlling the cycle of life and death in these tens of millions of miles of beautiful rivers and mountains. Five hundred years of day and night, the invasion of time, in this Forbidden City, every brick and tile, every grass and tree, all are solemn and majestic. As soon as Zhu Chongzhen and the others entered the city, there was an aura of abyss and mountains, forcing them to face each other, and they paused everyone's footsteps.

Zhu Chongzhen was halfway through, suddenly stopped, and stood on this long road, directly in front of him was the majestic and condensed Taihe Palace. The four-dimensional city wall is towering, like a barrier, completely isolating the chaos and unrest of the whole country. Here, in the Forbidden City, there is just a kind of tranquility and mission.

Sure enough, only this city has some sense of heaviness that stretches from the ancient river.

Zhu Chongzhen stared at him, but Sun Fuquan on the side was already uncertain. Although he can be called a grandmaster in terms of technical strikes, but after all, he is just a small people, how can he withstand the king's qi accumulated in the past hundred years, his head gradually lowered, lower and lower, and his body slowly fell down, and he wanted to live in the dust, as if the dust was his own home, as if only by burying this mind and body in the dust could he resist the Dao system that came from the four-dimensional body, and could he contain the humble qi in the deep heart.

In the Forbidden City, which has stood at the top of China for 500 years, who can not sigh? Who can not feel the pressure of Mount Tai that this life is like a parasite, and people are like ants?

Fang Xiaoru saw that Sun Fu's whole body was getting lower, and in a blink of an eye, he knew what was going on, he turned sideways, blocked in front of Sun Fuquan, pulled Zhu Lin, and whispered to Sun Fuquan: "Please ask Sun Lao, take care of my younger brother for a while!" ”

Zhu Lin is extremely smart, and when he heard that he knew Fang Xiaoru's intentions, he stretched out his hand to grab Sun Fuquan, but shouted: "Master Sun is a person who is also praised by the eldest brother, second brother rest assured!" ”

Sun Fuquan is the most enthusiastic of the ancient road, the people of the market, the most loyal, hearing the words of the two, his heart warmed, with this spirit of righteousness and bravery, he raised his head and said to Fang Xiaoru: "Second son, rest assured!" ”

Fang Xiaoru waved his hand and turned around, but Zhu Chongzhen suddenly let out a long laugh, "I thought that the master of the door was a master, but I didn't expect that today's decisive battle would use such a trick to deceive the eyes, Zaihong, do you want me to look down on you by doing this?" ”

The voice came out, and the four-dimensional echo continued, and in the echo, Dehao was in front, leading a group of people to turn out, bowing slightly at Zhu Chongzhen, and said in a condensed voice: "Nine Que, where the prestige is; The importance of the tripod is precisely for the son to take a closer look! ”

As soon as he spoke, he heard a faint song in the distance, melodious and solemn, Zhu Chongzhen listened carefully, but it was a Chinese tune, and the singing voice was insignificant:

"Gong Jinou,

Cheng Tianwei,

Folk Objects Xinzhu Algae,

Joy comrades,

Qing Shi was lucky.

Zhen Xihao,

Imperial Firmament,

The sky is high,

The sea is surging. ”

It is this moment of effort, the remnant sun finally sets, the moon rises in the sky, the wall surrounds the ancient city, the wind blows the empty court, and the ears listen to this ode, but somehow, they hear a tragic atmosphere. Zhu Chongzhen looked up at the sky, a full moon reflected the snow and shone, light and cold, so that this world suddenly disappeared a lot of red dust.

After singing the ode three times, it gradually faded away, and a person behind Dehao stood in a daze, with tears streaming down his face. Zhu Chongzhen didn't know this person, and he didn't know that this person was the author who had just written the lyrics for this ode, Yan Fu Yan Jidao, and he was also a bookmaker on the same level as him in the translation industry in the past few years. It's just that although the two translators are comrades, in the end, they are still different.

Zhu Chongzhen listened quietly, but shook his head and asked Dehao: "The full moon is high in the sky, it is the time of the decisive battle, I don't know where your family master is at this moment?" ”

Dehao did not answer, but led everyone and bowed deeply to the Taihe Hall sideways. Perhaps because he heard Zhu Chongzhen's question, the top of the Taihe Hall suddenly rose with the crisp sound of a pearl falling on the jade plate.

Under the moonlit night, at the top of the Forbidden City, the so-called Yiren are waiting for the strings.

The sound of the strings is clear, and Zhu Chongzhen is convenient for this clear strings, straighten up his clothes, and slowly move forward. Behind him, Fang Xiaoru and the others stopped, no longer followed, and stood quietly.

Zhu Chongzhen and Zhu Yiming clothes, slowly walking under the snowy moon, are extremely bright. Behind Dehao, all the Qingmen soldiers will keep their eyes on the past, to see how Zhu Chongzhen can climb to the top of Taihe, the top of the Forbidden City.

I saw Zhu Chongzhen walking to the place of a stone's throw in front of the Taihe Palace, then slowly stepped, stepped on the void, volleyed steps, as if there was an invisible and qualitative ladder in the void, supporting Zhu Chongzhen's figure, Zhu Chongzhen was convenient in this void, climbed the steps, and walked towards the top of the Forbidden City on the top of the Taihe Hall step by step.

Seeing Zhu Chongzhen walking in the air like this, the faces of everyone in the Qingmen changed, and Yuan Shikai's face turned even more pale, and he turned his head and whispered to Duan Fang: "This person's skills are far beyond our imagination. It seems that in the battle of Shijiazhuang, even if he rescued Wu Luzhen, he did not go all out. ”

Duan Fang was already stunned, but he didn't seem to hear Yuan Shikai's words at all. However, Dehao sighed lowly, turned back to Yuan Shikai and said, "The matter has come to this point, and it is useless to say more." Let's watch the game with peace of mind! ”

At this time, Sun Fuquan was even more stunned. He has practiced martial arts for half his life, traveled from south to north, and met countless masters, but he never thought that there would be such means in the world. This kind of method is far beyond the imagination of flesh and blood, and it is clearly the art of the immortal family! In the past few decades, I thought that after being well-informed, I had glimpsed the pinnacle of the art of martial arts, but I didn't think that when I saw it today, I knew that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. If such a weight is light, and stepping on the void is like substance, I will live another life, but I am afraid that it is far from being able to reach it.

Zhu Chongzhen's simple step to the top made countless people feel like death. But Zaihong on the top of the Taihe Palace, still as if not seen, just a corner of the top of the hall, sitting steadily, low eyebrows and hands, still quietly plucking the pipa, the noisy and mixed green waterfall stream, from where Zaihong is, facing Zhu Chongzhen, flying down.

The cold moon is clear, the snow is melting, the strings are far away, Zhu Chongzhen walks slowly in the void, and climbs to the top of the Forbidden City.

The sound of Zaihong strings is not stopped, Zhu Chongzhen is not in a hurry, he stood quietly in the eaves of the hall for a while, then quietly walked to the opposite corner of Zaihong, sat down with his knees hugged, looked up at a round of full moon in the sky, after the snow fell, the empty night was dusty, the four fields were quiet and silent, and the unique Zaihong string sound was like a murmuring water, from the ancient Qingqing source, meandering. Zhu Chongzhen's heart suddenly moved, and with the sound of Zaihong, he chanted:

"Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is Acacia Moon Tower?

Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned.

At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month......"

"May the moon shine on you", this sentence was chanted, Zaihong's mind moved, his hand shook, and before he knew it, the string had been broken.

The string stopped, Zaihong sighed slightly, raised his eyes and looked back at Zhu Chongzhen,

"You're here?"

"I'm coming."

"Ten years have not yet arrived, the flowers have not yet bloomed, and we have to fight if we can't imagine it."

"If everything in the world is really under control, then isn't God too incompetent?"

"But the personal enmity of my two clans, why do you bother to use the lives of all the people as a bet?"

"The position of the world, the virtuous people live in it. Now you have lost its deer in the Manchu Dynasty, and the whole world is chasing it. I'm just taking advantage of the situation. ”

"Do you really want to destroy my kingdom?"

"You also destroyed my house."

"How can the family and the country be compared? Now that you are good at using swords and soldiers and causing trouble, do you know that after a thousand years, the history books will definitely be heavier than you? ”

"In this way, do you think that today's revolutionary move in the south is unwise?"

"Not bad! If such a great change that has not been encountered in 3,000 years can be broken by such a swift wind and fire, then why is China in such a situation for thousands of years! ”

"In that case, I would like to hear about it!"