It is the twelfth day of the lunar month, and the north wind is coming, whining and whining, which makes people palpitate.

In the Weiyang Palace of Chang'an City, the clear water of Cangchi made the north wind wrinkle and ripple. Standing alone by the pool, Yuan Xiu, the Son of Heaven, stared blankly at the endless pool water, although he was shivering from the cold, he just didn't leave.

Today, a so-called "family banquet" was specially arranged in the palace, and all the clans surnamed Fan Yuan in Chang'an City were invited. For this banquet, Yuan Xiu spent a lot of energy, and even what to say during the banquet, who to say it with, and how to say it, all of which were repeatedly scrutinized.

Unexpectedly, he waited again and again with the respect of the Son of Heaven, but what he waited for was one excuse after another such as "being ill". In the end, there were only a dozen people who came, and all of them were insignificant, and the only one had a little weight, that is, Yuanfu, who had a false name as the "Gyeonggi Metropolitan Governor" and had no troops.

Yuan Xiu was disappointed, and left the table angrily, and walked in the north wind call, not realizing that he had reached the bank of this pond.

The twilight was drooping, the heavens and the earth were bleak, and Yuan Xiu's sorrow came from it, and he couldn't help but whimper.

The wind was blowing, sending the sound of footsteps. Yuan Xiu hurriedly rolled up his sleeves to wipe the corners of his eyes, and without looking back, he sighed and said: "Xiuhe (Yuanfu table), I am fine." It's getting late, so you might as well go home early. ”

"Your Majesty, it's me."

With just this soft sound, Jiao Yuan Xiu immediately turned around, his face full of joy: "Torch, you... You're still here after all! ”

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In the stone canal pavilion of Weiyang Palace, the candle flame is faint.

Yuan Xiu, who had regained a little of his spirit, had a grim face: "So far, there is only a risk!" ”

Under the head sat two Yuanbao torches and Yuanfu. When Yuan Bao Ju heard this, he was shocked and changed: "Your Majesty... Isn't that the case? ”

"Not so?" Yuan Xiu smiled sadly: "You don't know the torch, since the high thief set up the pseudo-emperor in Yecheng, Yuwentai is right to me... Hehe, more and more abandoned. I suppose he has already developed the intention of emulating the thief, and waits any longer... I don't know where I'm dying. ”

The ingot torch was silent for a while.

Yuan Xiu went to see Yuan Fu: "Xiuhe, what do you say?" ”

Yuan Fu was expressionless, and arched his hand: "Your Majesty said very much, and the minister will do it." ”

Yuan Xiu was overjoyed, hurriedly turned his head, and said to the Yuan Bao Torch: "Xi Xiaozhuang (Yuan Ziyou) is weak, but if you fight hard, you have to destroy the Rong thief." Bao Torch, you and my brothers work together, let go, maybe you can't kill that Yuwentai! ”

Yuan Bao Torch was originally a straight bed for Xixing, and when he arrived in Chang'an, he naturally became a general of Zhishu and was in charge of the palace guard. These two in the Shiqu Pavilion, although Yuan Fu is a "hollow" governor, the Yuan Bao Torch really controls the three or five hundred feather forests in his hands, which can be regarded as the only remaining force of Yuan Xiu's fruits.

Yuan Baoju smiled bitterly: "Although Xiaozhuang has killed the Rong thief, in the end, he didn't teach him to die in a third-level Buddhist temple?" Your Majesty is now in Chang'an, for example, in prison, surrounded by Yuwentai's minions, even if it is really a fluke to get rid of Yuwentai... Bao Ju dared to ask, what happened after that? ”

Yuan Xiu suddenly stood up, his face was fierce, and he said with a cruel smile: "It's a death on the left and right, wouldn't it be best to pull a cushion?" Maybe the destiny of heaven is in me, and once Yuwentai dies violently, I don't know if I will come to Jitai. ”

Yuan Bao Ju looked sad, and when he was about to be persuaded again, Yuan Xiu had already approached, and there seemed to be a smile on his face: "I have made up my mind, choose a day to lure Yu Wentai into the palace, and drop the cup as the number, Bao Torch and Xiuhe immediately led Yulin to rush out, and hacked this thief to death with a knife." Torch, do you have any objections? ”

The ingot torch was like rain in cold sweat, and he was unable to slant down. After a while, he sighed and looked depressed: "Minister... In accordance with His Majesty's will. ”

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On the thirteenth day of the lunar month, on the road of the Feige that connects the two palaces of Jianzhang and Weiyang, all the warriors on duty are interested in knowing and avoiding from afar, only the remaining Guanxi Daxing Taiyu Wentai and Daxing Taishang Shuzuo Servant Shot, Huazhou Thorn Shi Pei Guo are on it.

Clouds cover fog barriers, and it rains. There was a faint sound of quarrel on the road of the Flying Pavilion, and the samurai looked at each other, each nodding his head, and hiding farther and farther.

"Black otter! Don't lie to yourself anymore, okay? The sound of the rain couldn't cover Pei Guo's roar: "You know that you have nothing to do with that Yuan Mingyue, and you blindly force it, and you will take trouble in vain." If you don't let it go, you can be at ease. ”

"You go! Hurry up! Yu Wentai turned his back and refused to face Pei Guo: "I said I didn't want to see you, and you have to come to provoke me, why bother?" ”

Pei Guo was angry, stomped his feet, and walked away.

It seemed that Yuwentai was the only one left in the world, he stood high in the clouds, looking at the jasper porcelain plate in the distance, and muttered: "Mingyue, I have asked someone to bring you a message three times and five times, you... Why don't you ignore me? ”

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On the fourteenth day of the lunar month, it was still rainy.

After returning from Weiyang Palace the day before yesterday, Yuan Bao Ju locked himself in the house and did not come out, did not eat or drink, and taught him to scold him when he knocked on the door.

When Yuan Mingyue heard this, she was worried, and immediately came to visit. knocked lightly on the door, and then said: "Brother... Then I heard a "squeak", and the door actually opened. Yuan Bao Ju stood behind the door, with a sneering face: "Bright moon... Brother is about to look for you, come in and talk. ”

Thinking about coming to the two-yen torch to live alone in a secluded room, I have been thinking about it again and again, and I have thought about it thoroughly. He first explained Yuan Xiu's plan and plan to plot against Yu Wentai, and then he began to cry and whined: "Your Majesty is already crazy, but brother... Brother didn't want to die with him. Mingyue, Brother knows, in fact, you hate Your Majesty in your heart... Yuan Xiu, right? Mingyue, you are doing well, save my brother, can I save my brother? ”

Yuan Mingyue was stunned: "I'll save you?" How can I save you? After a pause, he said: "If Brother is worried about harming himself, it's a big deal to go to Yuwen Daxingtai as soon as possible, and explain it clearly in 1510." ”

"Everyone in the world says that I am Yuan Xiu's confidant, how can he Yuwentai believe me?" Yuan Bao Ju cried and cried, but he didn't stop: "In case Yuwentai is angry and angry with me, brother's little life... But it's not guaranteed. ”

Yuan Mingyue bit her lips: "Brother, what do you want Mingyue to do?" ”

"I know that Yu Wentai's heart still misses you." Yuan Bao Ju hurriedly approached: "Mingyue only needs a handwritten letter, and he said that he is willing to continue the relationship with him, and by the way, he will reveal the plan of Yuan Xiu to him, then Yuwentai will be happy and grateful, and he will definitely love the house and Wu, so he let go of the elder brother." ”

"Brother... Yuan Mingyue hung her head and said quietly: "Just now you said that I hate Yuan Xiu in my heart, what you said is really right, I really hate it." I hate Yuan Xiu, the dignified son of heaven, but I use my power to force me to comply, so that I disobey human ethics. But I also hated myself, because I was greedy for vanity and had a weak mind, so I am where I am today... ”

Yuan Baoju looked at Yuan Mingyue in a daze, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Yuan Mingyue raised her head and smiled sadly: "This body of a broken flower and a willow, I feel panicked, why bother to provoke Yuwentai again?" ”

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On the fifteenth day of the lunar month, the sky was clear.

The ingot torch came out of the house, with a depressed face, and he staggered when he walked.

When he arrived in the atrium, Yuan Mingyue called out to him. Yuan Bao Ju Mu Mu turned around, and suddenly his eyes brightened--- it turned out that Yuan Mingyue was dressed up today, and he was dressed in powder, which was really called bright eyes and bright teeth, and the beauty was peerless.

The jade hand was slender, and she was holding a letterhead sealed with fire paint.

"Mingyue... Yuan Bao Ju said in a trembling voice: "You... Have you changed your mind? ”

"Give this letter to Yuwentai." Yuan Mingyue smiled faintly: "Remember, it will be handed over to him today, but it's not too late." ”

The ingots torch was overjoyed and hurriedly agreed.