The sun and the moon are bright, and Hongzhi is secretly fighting for seventy-eight
In the afternoon, snow fell. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The heavy snow seemed to bury the entire Taiji Palace. The sky is high and the clouds are low, and the sky is so low that it is within reach. He also buried the last bit of blue-gray light deep into the clouds.
In the Taiji Hall, there was a dark silence. The red candles are lit, but they are still dim.
Li Zhi was dressed in a golden robe and ink fur, sitting quietly behind the golden case, his eyes drooping slightly, looking at Li Zhong who was standing with his hands crossed at the bottom of the stairs.
It wasn't until this moment that he understood why everyone said that Li Zhong was the one who was most like him among these children...... Because he's really alike.
It's not that the appearance - although there are three points of similarity, Li Zhong's body is always so thin and invincible, and he is always in a state of pity, not the slightest bit strong. It's not that the demeanor - Li Zhong's demeanor is always contradictory, and in terms of posture, it is the demeanor of everyone's son, but in his eyes, there is always a deep sense of inferiority. That's real humility -- that's the humility of seeing oneself as an object, as a thing.
He is not like himself now, but like the Jin King in the past, who was always tame and soft, and always treated people with a smile. The same smiling but unapproachable Jin King Zhinu.
Li Zhi suddenly became irritable--such a smile, such a smile......
He paused slightly, sat up straight, and looked at Li Zhong indifferently: "What do you have to tell me?" ”
Li Zhong smiled and shook his head gently and timidly: "But I don't know where my sons can share their father's worries?" ”
Li Zhi's eyes darkened, and then brightened again, and he said lightly: "Do you really have nothing to say to me?" ”
Li Zhong looked up at Li Zhi, still with such an innocent and slightly cool smile, and his eyes were still a little confused, a little cowardly, and a little cold.
Li Zhi's chest seemed to be blocked with something, and it took a while before he said indifferently: "What do you have to answer to what the Virtue Award found in your palace?" ”
Li Zhong closed his lips, shook his head, and was silent for a while before saying: "Although the picture scroll came out of Erchen's inner bed, Erchen really doesn't know what's wrong with such an ordinary beauty portrait. Not to mention ......"
Li Zhong raised his head, and his eyes suddenly stared at Li Zhi: "Although Erchen is the first time to see this image today, he can also recognize that the people in it are dressed and worshipped, and they are clearly the image of Erchen's biological mother...... Oddly enough...... I don't know why the person who painted it, but he painted her face as a ......"
He looked at Li Zhi, whose complexion had changed slightly, and said lightly: "The face of the queen mother today. ”
Li Zhi was silent for a while before he said lightly: "You just saw this painting for the first time today?" ”
"I've never seen it before. If you have seen it, you are afraid of many things, and you will understand. Under the dim candlelight, Li Zhong's expression seemed to be smiling instead of laughing, as if crying instead of crying, but blindly weird:
"If you've seen it before...... Naturally, the ministers there also asked their father for an early decree and retired from the East Palace...... If I had seen it earlier, of course, I would have to persuade the deposed queen Wang who was blinded by the royal wealth, and told her not to have those big dreams in the Spring and Autumn Period, and to understand herself as soon as possible, so as to save her father's hands and the reputation of Wu Zhaoyi at that time...... If you had seen it earlier......
If I had seen ...... earlier"
Li Zhonghe sighed, laughed strangely and burst into tears, and said lightly: "If I had seen it earlier, I would have persuaded my mother to ask my father for an order earlier, and sent Zhong'er and my mother far away, far away from this Taiji Palace...... Presumably...... Mother will not die so early with hatred. Zhong'er, I still have a mother. ”
Li Zhi was silent, and he could only be silent.
After a while, he raised his head, looked at Li Zhong, lowered his head again, looked at the beautiful painting on the table in front of him, and spit out a few words from his mouth a little jerky: "Yes...... Father can't stand your mother and son. However, you don't understand it now, and one day you will ...... You have the woman you love...... Poop ......"
He couldn't go on. Because he couldn't go on any more.
Li Zhong smiled faintly: "Really?" Then why doesn't Erchen understand it even now? ”
Li Zhi suddenly raised his head, looked at Li Zhong, and his eyes gradually became cold: "Do you want to continue?" ”
"The father's intentions, the sons and daughters don't know." Li Zhong sneered again.
Li Zhi was silent, and looked at him for a long time before he said lightly: "This painting is not painted by me. Although it is very similar, even many details are true or false. But I know it wasn't painted by me. ”
Li Zhong was stunned and blurted out: "No...... ......" He only said these three words, then he stopped, his eyes clear, and then calm: "So what? The father also said that this painting, but the father has also painted it. Or ......"
Li Zhong raised his head and looked at Li Zhi: "Isn't it that the father wants to tell Zhong'er that the painting painted by the father is just the mother?" ”
Li Zhi kept his mouth shut and did not speak.
Seeing this, Li Zhong's heart was shattered like a big stone like glass, and he asked in a daze for a while: "So...... It seems that the queen doesn't know that her father has such a painting? ”
Li Zhi lowered his head and looked at the painting in front of him.
Li Zhong was stunned, and after a while, he slowly put down his hand, one step, two steps, walked forward, facing the candlelight, walking forward against the lamplight, and walked to the bottom of the steps, his eyes were already scorching: "Except for this painting...... Are there more paintings? ”
In front of his eyes, countless shadows seemed to flash.
Gently, he reported the names one by one, muttering, clearly, and the sound that seemed to be possible to disperse with the wind at any time was heard in Li Zhi's ears, but it was extremely sharp, piercing his eardrums to hurt: "Zheng's ...... Yang...... Even Shaw's ...... Do they have, and everybody has, such a picture? ”
Li Zhi raised his eyes and looked at Li Zhong coldly, without a trace of embarrassment: "This matter has nothing to do with you." All I want to know is why this painting is in your bed. ”
Li Zhong looked at Li Zhi fixedly, and looked at it steadily.
Li Zhi also looked at Li Zhong fixedly, and looked at it fixedly.
After a while, Li Zhong suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was like a crying fox, piercing and sharp. And Li Zhi just watched him smile calmly, watched him slap his legs and stomp his feet with laughter, watched him smile so distorted, and watched him laugh so much that tears flowed down his face.
Li Zhong just laughed, so he couldn't see, couldn't see the pain and shame in Li Zhi's eyes, and couldn't see Li Zhi slowly getting up, and after walking in front of him, he slowly raised his hand, as if he wanted to embrace him into his arms, but he put it down slowly.
He couldn't see it. Because his eyes were covered with tears.
So he can't see it.
And Li Zhi could see that he was approaching him, so he could see the raging anger and unintentional sadness in the child's eyes. Such pain, such an injury, like a sharp arrow, pierced deep into his heart, making him unable to move and unable to resist. He could only let the feeling of remorse overflow from the big hole that suddenly appeared in his heart, gushing out, flowing all over his body, covering his whole body, making every hair and every trace of skin feel as if he was being pierced by a thousand thorns and thorns, and suffer like countless coals of fire.
And all this pain, all this suffering, changed when I heard Li Zhong's next words.
Li Zhong looked at Li Zhi and said with a laugh: "I see...... I see......
Really...... Sure enough, Erchen is the one who is most like his father...... Uncle wasn't wrong......
Erchen is really the one who is most like his father......
It turns out that all the obsessions of the sons and daughters, the delusions of a lifetime...... It's just a continuation of my father's father. It turns out that the son and the father are really father and son connected by blood......
It turns out that the son's thoughts are earnest, and he is obsessed with them, but ......
It's just learning what you did back then! ”
…… It's all about learning what you did back then......
This sentence slammed into Li Zhi's ears fiercely, heavily into his heart, and into his mind, and exploded into a loud bang in an instant!
With a bang, he subconsciously raised his hand and slapped him with a hard backhand!
There was a crisp snap, Li Zhong was knocked to the ground unexpectedly, his hair was scattered, the golden crown fell off the red carpet, his pale cheeks immediately swollen, and a few traces of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth!
Li Zhong stopped laughing, he lay on his side on the ground, looked at Li Zhi blankly, and then he was stunned to find that in Li Zhi's gaze, the original tranquility had changed at this moment, and it had become a thick emotion intertwined with endless anxiety and despair.
- Kill!