Chapter Twenty-Six: The Festival of the Gods of Flowers (I)

"No matter what it means, you are the only bloodline of the Shen clan."

"Although it is no longer possible to know the details of the events of that year, Brother Shen is arrogant and would rather bend than bend. People who are not subservient to the world will not easily rebel! ”

Heng Xuzi's sonorous and firm words were like a cold hammer slammed into Bai Chengjin's calm heart one after another.

Bai Chengjin's hand flickering with the wrench tightened and was silent.

No one knows what a turbulent sea lies beneath his calm surface!

Although Heng Xuzi couldn't bear to see his favorite apprentice, he gambled on his future and lived in danger and darkness for the rest of his life.

However, he must abide by Brother Shen's only wish!

"You were a close disciple of the old man at the age of ten, and you understood you as a teacher, and you are as stubborn as your mother, and you are affectionate."

"Some people or things, once you identify them, are a lifelong love."

"However, the emperor of the Shen family's rebellion case was handled too hastily, and there were many doubts! Tens of thousands of lives, how can they die unjustly in vain? ”

Bai Chengjin kept fiddling with his fingers, and his dark eyes flickered and dimmed.

"To defend the territory, to defend against foreign enemies! Brother Shen's seven sons all died on the battlefield, and only Shen Chicheng was left! ”

The pain of losing a child is more painful than the heart.

Speaking of this, Heng Xuzi couldn't hide his anger, and brushed his sleeves and said: "But look at what your mother has become!" ”

"What is the fate of the Shen clan!"

"What does this world and this court look like?!"

The questioning was like a pair of invisible hands constantly tightening Bai Chengjin's neck, making him almost suffocate.

The whole person seemed to be immersed in a swamp, struggling powerlessly.

There is no salvation...

I can only watch death approaching step by step.

He couldn't help but breathe a little slower, his dark eyes crossed with a heavy pain, and his voice was hoarse: "Is Master going to turn over the old case from more than ten years ago?"

At this moment, his whole heart seemed to be tormented by ice and fire, and the suffocating pain spread from his heart to his limbs like poison.

He couldn't accept that his mother, who had loved him for decades, was not his biological mother!

I can't accept that his biological mother is the daughter of a rebel minister who shocked the government and the opposition more than ten years ago!

All of this is beyond the scope of what he can bear!

Looking at Bai Chengjin's pale face as paper, Heng Xuzi's white eyebrows rose with a little guilt, "For the teacher to know, it will be a heavy blow to you to tell you about this matter so rashly."

"After all, in the past ten years, the queen has treated you well, and it can be said that she has poured the love of her dead child into you."

Hengxuzi is indeed guilty and resentful.

On the eve of the collapse of the Shen clan, he had already noticed that something was not quite right in Shen Chong's flickering words, but he didn't take it to heart.

However, all the good things in this world are fleeting.

When he entered the Qingling Peak retreat to break through the bottleneck, he never thought that the Emperor's Mansion, which stood like a lion in the turbulence, would eventually be swallowed by the turbulent current and experience an unprecedented catastrophe!

The Shen clan was uprooted, and the emperor was killed with the power of thunder! Whether it is a lineage, a lineage, a family member, a family line, or a family line... All nine clans have been exterminated!

The corpses of tens of thousands of people are piled up, and the blood washes the capital!

Heng Xuzi still can't believe that the ruthless emperor today will be the young man who once talked about the situation and talked with the elegant Confucian about how to govern the world!

Bai Chengjin's heart was numb, and he pinched the jade wrench with his white fingertips, until a crack broke out on the smooth and hard wrench surface, and he eased up a little.

"Reopening the old case, this road is extremely dangerous, and the slightest carelessness is an abyss! No matter what choice you make, the teacher will support your decision. ”

After being silent for a long time, his fingers trembled invisibly and lifted his robe and slowly stood up, lowered his eyelashes, stretched out his hand and said: "The past cannot be recalled, Cheng Jin... I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Master. ”

Hearing this, Heng Xuzi did not speak, only looked at the old letterhead on the table, stroked his goatee, and asked, "Do you know what is written in this letter?"

Bai Chengjin glanced at the letterhead, "Chengjin only knows that Ziwei is the emperor star of the twelve constellations, and moving her eyes is displaced. The flowers fall again, which means that the woman withers and comes back like a flower. The second half of the sentence is incomprehensible. ”

Hengxuzi raised his head, stared at the distant mountains with distant eyes, and said with a deep meaning, "When the time comes, you will know what it means..."

“……”

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"Master, all the maids in the house went to the altar to see the high priest of the Western Regions in charge of the sacrifice, aren't you going?" Lingyue asked excitedly.

"No, it's boring." Miao Su glanced at the drooping twilight outside the screen window and yawned lazily.

"Master... Really not going? The Flower God Festival is very lively, we can cut five-colored paper and stick it on the flower branches," Lingyue thought about it as she spoke, "Also, pretend to be a lion flower, dance, and put a flower lantern... In the past, every year on the Flower God Festival, Guiyue and the slave maid would put flower lanterns in the Changqing Pool!

"The master doesn't know, the lanterns in the pond are very beautiful!"

The more Lingyue spoke, the more excited she became, "These days, both commoners and nobles will dress themselves up, decorate themselves with roses, and come to the streets to drink all night, sing and dance."

"When the high priest is in charge, everyone dances and plays around the May Pillar, which symbolizes life and harvest, and elects the queen of the May Feast."

"Isn't the master really going out to take a look?"

Miao Su looked at Lingyue's big watery eyes full of anticipation, and her heart softened, "Let's talk about it first, and I'll come back after just a short while."

Hearing this, Lingyue's black eyes lit up, and she smiled happily: "Yes, master!" ”

At night, the streets are crowded with people, and the branches of the flower trees are hung with "flower god lamps", and the lights and red flowers and green branches reflect each other;

Beautiful talents stroll among the flowers, enjoy the flowers and talk about love, literati and ink writers touch the scene, chant poems and paint...

"His Royal Highness King Yu, the lanterns have already been prepared for you!"