Chapter 147: Spring is sleepy and autumn is lacking
Because everyone was very anxious and anxious that day, there was a mistake in one place, that is, when I went out to inquire for the first time, I didn't miss any news, how could I go after a while, and I was able to find out immediately?
At that time, Xie Wencheng did not expect that His Majesty would be under such ironclad evidence, of course, this ironclad evidence made him find someone to carefully forge it, and he would actually protect the former queen, and His Majesty showed strong dissatisfaction in the face of his many proposals to establish a new one.
That was also the only time Xie Wencheng was suspicious of His Majesty, thinking that Xie Wencheng was partial to his daughter.
After the lackeys came out, Xie Wencheng tried his best to block the real news, because he already knew that Wei Linghao had two right-hand men of twins who looked exactly the same.
Huaixu and Huaisheng have always been very careful, just because of a single negligence, both of them were in the same place at the same time, and they dropped arrows that looked exactly the same.
After knowing this secret, Xie Wencheng wanted to kill two birds with one stone, first create a huge crisis for them, and then cut off Wei Linghao's most powerful right-hand man by the way.
After they caught Huai Sheng who had broken into the trap, they tortured him for most of the night with extreme cruel means, and when Huai Xuan found his body, his body was covered with various scars and scars.
Just look at it once, Huai Hao's eyes are like being burned by a soldering iron, and his heart hurts uncontrollably, after all, he is his own brother, blood is thicker than water, and he is a good brother who breaks bones and tendons.
Wei Linghao didn't dare to look at Huaisheng who was wrapped in a broken straw mat and dragged back, he didn't believe that this person who lived by his side every day was suddenly gone, although he was used to seeing these things, but Huaisheng just lay there silently, becoming a big thorn in Wei Linghao's heart that could never be pulled out.
He didn't dare to look at Huaixu, if it weren't for his seven feelings about the Qingcheng family, if it weren't for the anxiety he was experiencing, if it weren't for his negligence, he didn't even see such a simple trap and deceptive trick, Huaisheng would not have died so tragically.
Although Huaisheng and Huaixu were not valued in Chongming Temple in the past, they had no worries about food and clothing, and they could practice with their peers, and they did not have to worry about their lives under the protection of the abbot.
If it weren't for him taking the two brothers out, letting them do things for themselves, and letting them lick the blood on the knife, maybe their fate would still be peaceful but happy.
The other people under Wei Linghao will more or less have their own little thoughts, but for so many years, there are only two Huaisheng and Huaixu brothers, who are completely loyal to themselves and do not hesitate to give everything for themselves.
In fact, he just gave them an extremely good material life, and remembered the friendship of the same family in Chongming Temple for a period of time, and he cared about them very much.
Who would have thought that if they got along like this, they really had a little more friendship between master and servant, and gradually, Wei Linghao couldn't do without the two of them.
He thought that by bringing the two brothers out of a time when they could see the end of the day, he gave them hope that in the future they would be able to take power, and that they would be able to enjoy prosperity and prosperity.
It may be that Huaisheng brought him the feeling that he felt that he was too smooth, but he forgot to understand that Wencheng was still a strong opponent.
1, [Ancient Rhyme and Beauty] Qian Ying Sales, the guest also stands a broken bridge; The paper umbrella is thin, and the clouds are miserable and the sky is high. Drunk in the western suburbs, I blow the flute, wanting to wave. Qingming mourns, sacrifices to the first generation of arrogance, tears shake the candle flame; The cycle of the year, the weeds have been covered with autumn artemisia. Su curtain covers, the Red Mansion raises wine as a song; poppies, who engraves the dancing posture; Drunk with flowers, gurgling and cold; The golden wisps are curved, and the scrolls are floating and falling; Partridge sky, gaze into the previous life...... The smoke and rain are getting farther away, and the cold moon is slightly shallow, how can you be pitiful? How do you sleep?
2, [Ancient Rhyme and Beauty] Light ink fragrance, the old world of the world, gently bounce away the smoke and dust on the body, and the vague thoughts draw a shallow shelf for you, no longer the life waiting in the sea and the stone rotten oath, no longer the life waiting in the words of the wind and snow, who depicts the sorrow of the world, spreading in the troubled times, whose endgame flower season, pouring out in the midnight, whose tears are floating in the passing years.
3. [Ancient rhyme and beautiful text] affectionate and meaningful. Love the field planting, printing double hearts. Fight but infatuated against the vulgar dust, the flying eagle solves the love of northern Vietnam. Junyi, I'm crazy. Thousands of delicate, thousands of pity. Slender hands hugging, tenderness to each other. Lingering embroidery covers, shy spring. A smile is a gentleman's heart, and a word warms my arms. Recalling the fate of his previous life, tears fell into a mound to complain about Meng Po. Misfulfilled the vows of several lifetimes. The mandarin duck neck has become empty. Hate is endless.
4. [Ancient Rhyme and Beauty] Cook a glass of wine, warm the frozen heart, and drink the vicissitudes of the world; Close a window, can't hide the sadness in your eyes, who is still singing shallowly on the other side of the cloud curtain; Cut a light, through the red makeup of the sky, whether you are the same as before duplicity. When you wake up from a dream, there is nowhere to hide when you are lonely, are you as obsessed with it as I am?
5, [Ancient rhyme and beautiful text] The aftertaste of the distant fragrance is approaching, I can't smell the oath burning, and when the wishes are turned into ashes, pray again. There are too few dry rocks in the sea, and the earth is barren early, and the time is always getting longer and longer. I don't think about it, I can't tell the dream past. Willing to turn his back on the light. Just for you to stay by my side, I just want, No, a lifetime of madness.
6, [Ancient Rhyme and Beauty] Lovesick tears are deep, and the end of the world is far away. A wisp of leaves falls and the autumn wind is remnant. The bitter sea is boundless, how can you turn back to the shore? After a thousand sails, how can you look back at where you have been? Empty and sad. Looking at the distance of a thousand years, the deep sinking of obsessive memories, can you not say goodbye to the end of reincarnation? Who has broken the soft intestines caused by the vicissitudes of loneliness? Whose thoughts are hidden by the back of the tearful eyes? After a thousand years of sorrow, who will bury my last tear?
7, [Ancient Rhyme and Beautiful Text] Butterfly Shadow divides who is in love for a lifetime, composes a song for you alone, a thousand-year-old love song, and is willing to dance for you for a lifetime. Draw a dungeon room. I can't wait for the old man who can't wait, who will gently wipe away the poison that breaks my heart for me? Tears are accompanied by infatuated anticipation. I look forward to it, the flowers don't fall, the fate doesn't break, don't miss me.
8, [Ancient Rhyme and Beauty] Liuyun Chanjuan Dream Flower Building, enjoy the fragrance of maple leaves burning flowers, cold clothes warm snow mountain, light and crazy young beacon fire still thinks of himself, drunk blood wants to stop the old building, dyeing the leaves, the words are exhausted, life is worried, the heart is empty, the cold order is nostalgic and charming, waving his sleeves and smiling, drunk and greedy for a scene of peach blossoms, his heart is in turmoil, and he sighs that the flowers are difficult to find.
9, [Ancient Rhyme and Beauty] Forced to be lonely and stained, there is no harm in waiting lonely. Leave your hopes in vain. Broken hearts are in oneself. sighed softly, promising several generations of prosperity, as beautiful as a volume, but not worth the passing years. If you can return to Yiren, what does it matter if you ask you how many drinks you are drunk? Beacon fire, love is blind. Draw the ground as a prison, when will the heart be locked? The king is dead. The world is in the smoke of war, and the Iraqi people are drunk. Can it be geometry with day and night? Although you have a prosperous world, if the concubine can't be with you, what's the use?
10, [Ancient Rhyme and Beauty] The remnants of the wine are cold, at that time, the West Chamber, the jade screen is carved with mandarin ducks, sitting on the copper mirror appliqué yellow, the thin lips are dotted, and the shadow oblique cloud screen window, "The sycamore leaves have been three watches." "Backhand pipa language, the moon is full of the west building, and the velvet snow stains the sleeves. The soul is still drunk, the withered willows on the riverside, when will the prosperity be closed? If you want to send away your sorrows, who will look back for half your life?
11, [Ancient Rhyme and Beautiful Text] A song, a glass of wine. Broken human intestines, bitter lovesickness. If the years are reversed, can we play the music all over the world hand in hand? If you are reborn and reincarnated, can you compose music only for the Yi people. Wrong mistakes, wrong songs, wrong songs, and missed a lifetime.
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