Changkong Garden on the outskirts of Beijing.

It was once very prosperous and prosperous.

Here, the heroes of the world once gathered together; Here, three world-famous martial arts alliance leaders in the history of the dynasty were born.

The smoke and clouds of Jinghua and the civil and military affairs have been vividly reflected in this place.

But tonight, this place is empty, indescribably desolate, indescribably deserted.

The snow was already thick, and the sound of boots stepping on it was extremely stiff and unpleasant.

But it was still quiet all around, and there was the unrepaired building, like an abandoned mountain temple.

The green lantern in the temple is lonely, and under the lamp, there is a person facing the statue of the god on the table, as if he is meditating on the wall, and as if he is praying in repentance.

The voices of Zhang He and Liu Fengcheng walking in were not small, but this person did not look back at all, as if there was nothing worthy of his nostalgia in the world.

It's just that Zhang He still found that this person is different from ordinary people.

Looking from the back, this person is too short, less than four feet tall, which is clearly a child.

Could it be that Liu Fengcheng wants to meet a child by himself?

What does that mean?

Fortunately, at this time, the child spoke: "Is it the Prime Minister Lord Liu and General Jinghua Louwu who are here?" ”

The voice was gentle, composed, and vicissitudes, and should never be a child's voice.

Zhang He knew in his heart that this person couldn't figure out that he was an NPC, so he said in a deep voice: "May I ask who Your Excellency is?" ”

The child seemed to be smiling bitterly: "Who am I?" Hehe, an abandoned man. ”

Zhang He was speechless. This man seems to have a lot of sorrow in his heart, and he is unwilling to express it.

He has always known how to respect others, so he doesn't ask anymore.

The child said again: "General Wu came here, presumably because he was entrusted by the current emperor to investigate the grain and grass of Sanyan County?" ”

Zhang He can only admit it.

The child said: "This time, the army of the Four-Nation Alliance is moving south, ambitious and aggressive, and our Central Plains power wants to resist. I am afraid that it will be difficult, and all kinds of forces are intertwined and have their own intentions, which makes the situation even more chaotic. The prosperous times have passed, and the troubled times are coming. ”

Jang Hyuk still didn't speak, because he found that he had met another difficult person to deal with.

Don't look at this man as a child. Between the words is already a big man's atmosphere, if you don't have an understanding of the general trend of the world, you can't say this kind of thing.

Zhang He arched his hand and said: "Your Excellency has insightful insights, but you don't know how to give Lushan a real face?" ”

The child nodded, and turned slowly.

At this moment, Zhang He seemed to be nailed to death by a nail, and he couldn't say a word, just because he was deeply shocked.

The child was dressed plainly, coarse green clothes and shabby cloth shoes, judging by the color of the clothes that were almost white. It can be judged that his life should be very hard.

However, his face is by no means a child's face, although this face is not as wrinkled and senile as Liu Fengcheng, it can still be seen that it is full of ups and downs and vicissitudes.

The ancients said that "the appearance is born from the heart", to the effect that a person's heart determines a person's face. The vision is the heart realm, and the heart is the face.

This person must have had a lot of painful experiences to have such a face.

But his expression looked majestic and solemn, and there was a faint kingly atmosphere, because his face was almost exactly the same as today's, and he could vaguely see the heroic and handsome spirit of the past.

It's like the body of the Son of Heaven has shrunk today. But he has grown older.

Who the hell is this? What is his relationship with today?

What's going on here?

The candle flame in the room "suddenly" beating, the atmosphere became extremely weird, Zhang He suddenly felt cold, a heartfelt chill from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. …,

At this time, Liu Fengcheng finally spoke: "Brother Wu must be very strange in his heart at this moment, what is the relationship between him and today's saint?" ”

Zhang He can only acquiesce.

Liu Fengcheng sighed: "I'll tell Brother Wu, right?" He is the emperor of today's saints, who was ordered by heaven and called by the previous emperors. ”

If Zhang He had heard this half a day ago, he would definitely think that Liu Fengcheng was a madman.

But now he knows that Liu Fengcheng is definitely not going crazy, there must be a big secret hidden in it, maybe now he has come into contact with the core of this northern war mission.

"Isn't Your Excellency related to the current emperor?" Zhang He asked cautiously.

"Brother Jinghualou's martial arts is really extraordinary, and he really didn't disappoint me." The child replied appreciatively.

Although he was appreciative, there was an indescribable look of resentment and hatred in his eyes.

Liu Fengcheng said: "The first emperor Wencheng Wude, laid down this great country, created this prosperous era of peaceful living, and there were three pets in middle age, namely the main palace, the east palace and the west palace in the past. ”

Zhang He listened quietly, not daring to interrupt a word.

Liu Fengcheng continued: "The three mothers gave birth to three dragon sons successively, that is, the son of the main palace, the son of the east palace, and the son of the west palace. ”

He sighed: "The dragon gives birth to nine sons, and the sons are different. ”

Zhang He understands this truth, whether it is the emperor of the previous dynasty or a vegetarian, they are all human beings, as long as they are human beings, they all have people's troubles, family troubles, and children's troubles.

Liu Fengcheng said: "The son of the West Palace is the oldest, he does not love the height of the temple, but loves the distance of the rivers and lakes, likes to travel in the mountains and rivers, loves poetry and songs, and then met a confidante who went away to the end of the world, casting a tragedy through the ages." ”

At least what tragedy it is, he didn't say it explicitly, but Zhang He at least understood that everyone's understanding of tragedy is different.

Liu Fengcheng said: "The son of the main palace is the second oldest, but he is a rare genius, literary style, martial arts skills, military strategy, political culture, all of which are refined, and he is the most orthodox royal bloodline, but unfortunately, he is a dwarf." ”

Zhang He understands a little, the child in front of him is afraid that he is the son of the main palace.

But even if it is an orthodox bloodline, but the majesty of the emperor cannot be desecrated, which of the emperors of all dynasties is a dwarf who was born deformed? This affects the image of the Ouchi royal family too much.

This is the sorrow of the imperial family, people always see the glory and glory of the high places, but they don't know that where there is light, there must be shadows that you can't see.

Liu Fengcheng said: "As for the son of the East Palace, although he is also amazingly talented, a generation of geniuses, he has always been slightly inferior to the main palace. ”

The son of the East Palace, I think he is the son of today.

Zhang He said: "But today, there is only one. ”

The son of the main palace nodded slowly: "I know, it is the Son of Heaven who sent you, but have you ever thought that this Son of Heaven is an impostor?" ”

Zhang He was stunned again.

The eyes of the son of the main palace revealed that sharp resentment: "I am not a dwarf, but at the age of five in the southern tour of the first emperor's mother and others, I was poisoned by the mother of the East Palace, and I was hit by a very powerful poison and evil skill, which caused lifelong failure, and I could never become an adult, and when I was more than ten years old, the first emperor was very disappointed in me, thinking that I and the queen mother had damaged the royal image, and sent the queen mother into the cold palace, and never saw the light of day, and the queen mother had nowhere to redress her grievances, and committed suicide in the cold palace. ”

Zhang He was silent and said, "But you survived." ”

The son of the main palace suddenly glanced at Liu Fengcheng.

Liu Fengcheng also showed a painful look on his face: "This person in the East Palace is a man who is in power and is extremely vicious, after his son was canonized as the prince by the first emperor, she did not let go of the son of the main palace, so she sent a master of the inner palace to assassinate, the son of the old minister is very similar to His Majesty, so he ......"...,

Speaking of this, the words were cut off, and the tone was sad, obviously unable to continue.

But Zhang He already fully understood that it must be Liu Fengcheng's son who died in place of the son of Zhenggong, and the son of Zhenggong escaped.

This is a tragic story, and countless such tragedies have been reincarnated in the imperial family for thousands of years.

The son of the main palace said: "I live in the people, these more than ten years have survived a lot of hardships, although this is a peaceful and prosperous era, the son of the East Palace is also a good governance, I seem to be thriving and thriving in the Central Plains, but these are all pavilions in the air, mirrors in the water." ”

Zhang He said: "Oh? ”

The son of the main palace said: "Corrupt officials and corrupt officials, pointing fingers to cover the sky, fish and flesh people, outrageous, the country is rich and the people are poor, the outside is strong and the middle is dry, even if it is prosperous, in fact, it is gold and jade, and it is vulnerable." ”

Zhang He said coldly: "I'm just afraid that this is just your wishful thinking." ”

The son of the main palace said: "If my dynasty is really strong, how can foreign tribes have the courage to invade?" If there were no such moths, where would the poisonous food and grass come from in Three-Eyes? ”

Zhang He was stunned again: "Could it be that the poisoning on the transportation route is not the forces of the rivers and lakes?" ”

Liu Fengcheng said: "It is the forces of the rivers and lakes, but the grain and grass are all in the granaries of the states for war preparation, if there are no people in the court who close their eyes and let them go, how can these people be thrown in?" ”

Zhang He was speechless, he thought of the real world, what is the difference between this real world and this dynasty and country?

The treacherous and unpredictable rivers and lakes, the ever-changing and unpredictable temples, are exactly the same.

Perhaps the difference is that there is still a small group of people in the rivers and lakes of the dynasty who are engaged in a weak struggle.

In this apocalyptic and impetuous and noisy era, the spirit of entertainment and the spirit of Ah Q try to eliminate the last few people who resist, but the struggle continues, and they will never "die".

Maybe their voice and strength are still very weak, maybe they don't have any good results in the end, but anyway, they are not numb yet, they are still "for the ideal".

For a while, Zhang He's eyes floated in front of many people's voices, such as Zhong Shuman, Heavenly Shock, Bright Left Envoy, Fat Man, Jun Ruojian, Xue Zhongqing, Lin Ruoli, Hua Feihong, Qi Shiqi, Lady Lisa, Junzijian, and the three leaders......

They are different, they have their own goals and ideals, they laugh and scold, grievances and hatreds, swords and swords, do their best, no matter whether they are good or bad, no matter whether they are beautiful or ugly, no matter crazy, no matter obsession, they are all the same lovely and respectable in Zhang He's heart.

Of course, reality quickly pulled back Zhang He's thinking, and he said: "So, what is the purpose of you wanting to see me?" ”

He finally asked the sentence anyway. (To be continued)