Wen Qingwu glanced at Emperor Joan of Arc, lowered his head and continued to dress.

After laughing for a while, the hall was silent.

"Why don't you ask me what I'm laughing at?" Emperor Joan of Arc looked down at Wen Qingwu and asked, crossing his waist.

"Why do you ask, if Your Majesty wants to say it, just say it to me."

"I remembered some things from many years ago, things I never said in front of outsiders." Emperor Joan of Arc seemed to recall the past, and then looked at Wen Qingwu and said seriously: "Do you want to hear it?" ”

"Your Majesty, I'm also an outsider." Wen Qingwu said, looking up at Emperor Zhende helplessly.

Joan of Arc laughed again.

Wen Qingwu didn't know that his words were so funny. Li Jianzhi, who was standing in the main hall outside, heard the hearty laughter in the dormitory, turned his head and glanced at Aunt Chengjin next to him, and then lowered his head.

"Where are the outsiders? You're obviously my insider. Emperor Joan of Arc crossed his waist and looked at Wen Qingwu and said.

"Your Majesty said when he called me to serve that day, I will only be a palace maid from now on. Palace maid, where can you be considered an insider. Wen Qingwu said with a look.

Emperor Joan of Arc listened and nodded: "That's good, the palace maid, it's the slave." Slaves and maids are even more of my people. Flash Dance. Even if you don't ask, I will tell you this secret today. ”

But she really didn't want to hear it. Wen Qingwu raised his head, looked at the emperor, and sighed: "Then Your Majesty said yes." ”

Emperor Zhende looked at Wen Qingwu with a strange expression: "It takes a lot of effort for others to know my secret, why are you indifferent." ”

"Because I don't want to die." Wen Qingwu said, putting on a coat for Emperor Joan of Arc: "It is said that only the dead will keep secrets, so the last thing I like to hear is someone else's secret." ”

"Then you're like this, I'm going to say more." Emperor Joan of Arc said: "Because it seems that this is the only way to put you to death, so that you can flatter me and save your life." You will be able to be more honest in the future. ”

"Then the emperor will say it." Wen Qingwu straightened out his neckline with a gold-silk rust dragon.

He didn't know how many years these things had been blocked in his heart, like a stream of water that had been blocked, and unintentionally and suddenly found an outlet, and what burst out was a torrent.

The wind whistled outside the window, and the hall became quiet. After a while, Emperor Joan of Arc said slowly: "Thirteen years ago, on the second day of July, I killed," he said, and his voice stopped abruptly: "Forget it, I don't want to say it." ”

I wanted to say it if I didn't listen to him, but now I don't want to say it anymore.

Wen Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Emperor Zhende, who was suddenly in a heavy mood because of his recollection of the past, laughed when he saw this: "You are really skinny." ”

"It's not skin, I'm telling the truth." Wen Qingwu said.

Emperor Joan of Arc was silent, and he remembered that those who knew the secret and talked about it before had indeed been killed by him. The originally happy mood suddenly became gloomy.

"They all say that I am cruel, and that I don't miss sibling affection. Do you think I'm cruel? Emperor Joan of Arc asked in a low voice, his voice was very calm, and he couldn't hear the joys, sorrows, and sorrows in it.

Wen Qingwu, who was originally wearing a belt, slowed down, and she knew that life and death were hidden in such a calm voice. If she can't answer a satisfactory answer, it's death.

"Say?" Wen Qingwu spoke softly, she looked up at Emperor Joan of Arc: "Who said that?" I'll scold him if I say it. It's a cheap mouth. ”

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Wen Qingwu, his face did not change, and he paused: "Gaozu said." ”

Wen Qingwu's hand stopped, grabbed the belt that had just been fastened, Mu Ran turned his head to look at the vermilion lacquer pillar in the dormitory, and took a deep, deep breath.

She now only begs that Gao Zu has indeed provoked this majesty's displeasure.

"Gaozu said that I was extremely cruel, that I was so stupid that I didn't even want to forgive me when I was dying." Emperor Joan of Arc said, hooking the corners of his lips and snorting, but his eyes were cold.

This is really difficult to ride a tiger, and if I knew that she would die resolutely, I wouldn't listen to any secrets.

"If you don't forgive, you don't forgive, how much do you want him to forgive? Others are unrighteous, and the emperor is still thinking about love. After so many years, I still think about it, how kind of kindness and generosity and affection is this? Wen Qingwu said seriously: "Why bother. ”

"Do you think I'm merciful?" Emperor Joan of Arc asked rhetorically.

"He is benevolent, how can an unkind monarch encompass the universe, encompass the four seas and the world is safe." Wen Qingwu picked the best thing he could say and said it in the most natural attitude. Fortunately, in his previous life, he knew a little about the Tang Dynasty.

"But I killed a lot of people, including my siblings." Emperor Joan of Arc said, his face sinking two points again.

Having said that, I probably didn't plan to let her continue to live. "Your Majesty is not stupid?" Wen Qingwu fully understands what it means to live after death, and to survive these dangerous words by breaking the death and living.

Emperor Joan of Arc was stunned, it was the first time he heard someone say that he was stupid, and he didn't react for a while, just looked at Wen Qingwu. Seeing that she looked at herself extremely seriously: "How can the benevolence of the Son of Heaven and the benevolence of the common people be the same?" The mercy implied by His Majesty's words is the mercy of the people. If it is placed on the emperor, it is the benevolence of a woman. This shows that His Majesty was born to be an emperor.

You kill for the sake of more people's lives. Therefore, Your Majesty must be clear that he is not killing people, but saving people. ”

"Saving people?" Emperor Joan of Arc said, nodding, "I have always felt that I am not wrong. "So if he's wrong, he deserves to die.

"Of course, yes!" Wen Qingwu said categorically: "Your Majesty, if you hadn't killed them back then, where do you think you are now?" ”

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Wen Qingwu and asked, "Where is it?" ”

"In a handful of blood-stained loess." Wen Qingwu said, not giving Emperor Zhende a chance to be angry, and continued: "Either you die, or they die. Why do you die? At the beginning, Jinyang raised troops against Qi, which was His Majesty's intention. In the end, it was His Majesty who commanded the three armies on the right, raised troops to attack Hojing, and destroyed Qi. They didn't do anything, they just sat back and enjoyed their success because they were old, and this is not to be said, Your Majesty, you can ignore your kindness, but if they are still jealous of your high merit and vainly try to cause harm, can this be endured?

Totally unbearable! Wen Qingwu said what he should say, and avoided complicated places, such as Gao Zu.

"If it were an ordinary person, not only would they kill back then, but they would have killed it. Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. That is, Your Majesty, you are virtuous, benevolent and righteous, and the weak daughters of your family have stayed. Those who call you cruel, it's because the knife is not on their heads. Wen Qingwu said, she looked at Emperor Zhende's face, thought about it, and added: "If you want me to say, these people also deserve to die." ”