I didn't know who she was, her name was just a code name. She can be called Red Sleeve Move, or she can change back to her original surname Ni, and she can even change her name to thousands of people. If we want to recognize her, we must recognize her essence and the inherent relationship between me and her, and this relationship, whether it is a friend, or a lover, or a relative, or a stranger, uses "relationship" to define her as she is.

"Don't talk, lovers. She said softly.

The sound of silk and bamboo became more and more enchanting, the noise around me disappeared, and the wheezing sound of the red sleeves in my ears became more and more moving.

I tried to push her away, but the tighter she clung to her.

"Silence, the official has arrived. Someone outside respectfully reported it.

I slammed my strength and leaned back, trying my best to break free from the red sleeves.

"Y-don't!" she exclaimed.

Only then did I realize that there was a void behind me, and after breaking free from her, I fell upside down. Fortunately, before I landed, I twisted my waist and made a force, gently turned sideways, and floated to the ground.

The surroundings have really changed, with carved beams and paintings, low gauze lamps, scarlet carpets all over the floor, and all the utensils in the room are made of gold, reflecting the sparkling brilliance in the shadow of red candles.

It's like a costume drama filming site, but it's just an "image", with no cameras or staff around, just a real magnificence and royal style.

Ten paces forward, two carved doors of rosewood were closed, and figures flickered outside the doors, each bent deeply, hurried under their feet but did not make a sound.

"Hahahaha......" Laughter suddenly sounded outside the door.

With the laughter, the surroundings became more and more silent, as if the people standing outside the door even held their breath, without saying a word, without saying a word.

"It's too late, the beauty is tired of waiting, isn't it?" the man asked.

Someone outside the door replied in a trembling voice: "No, no, welcome the official family, welcome the official family......"

The man smiled, "Let's all stand down." ”

As soon as the sound fell, the shadow outside the door immediately retreated, leaving no one behind.

I stood there, my mind spinning like a marquee, knowing when and where this was, but I couldn't believe it, and even kept telling myself in my heart: "This is the hallucination of the 'art of hysteria', don't worry, everything is an illusion, don't worry about ......"

With a creak, the door opened, and a man stepped in.

He held a folding fan in his hand, which was gently shaking, and his gait was even more light and chic.

It seemed that he must have been familiar with the road, and closed the door with his backhand, before he raised his eyes to look into the room, just opposite my eyes.

"Hmm, who are you?" he changed color slightly.

That person has a pair of slender and gentle Danfeng eyes, two willow eyebrows that are obliquely inserted into the sideburns, the heavenly court is full, the earth pavilion is round, and his face is full of aura and nobility that cannot be concealed.

He was wearing an ordinary cyan robe, but there was no wrinkle on the clothes, let alone a trace of dust, as if it had just been made and ironed, extremely new, but without the craftsmanship of new clothes, it looked extraordinary.

"Who are you? He asked in a deep voice.

I know who I am, but even if I tell him my name and where I come from, he won't be able to understand it.

"The official family is here, please take a seat. A woman came out from behind the curtain lightly, her voice delicate and trembling.

I could hear it being the voice of the Red Sleeves.

"Who is he?" the man asked in a deep voice.

"He is my younger brother, the No. 1 flute master in Jiangnan, and he just came to the capital today. In the capital, I was his only relative, so he came to me. The official family loves musical instruments, and after drinking, I asked him to play a flute to entertain the official family. Red Sleeves passed by me and walked over to the man.

I couldn't suppress the shock in my heart, because the red sleeves didn't change their clothes, and they didn't fit in with the surroundings.

"Okay, beauty, since it is your family, forgive him for his innocence. The man looked at the red sleeves, and the smile on his face resurfaced.

Most people are familiar with the stories that happened in Bianliang City in history. For the so-called "Zhao'an", Shuibo Liangshan tried his best, and finally obtained the exoneration with the help of a woman's hand, and on this basis, let the heroes who had been slandered by traitors and powerful ministers show their true colors in front of the Son of Heaven.

The red sleeve trick plays the role of the Oiran of Wazi Lane who secretly communicates with the emperor.

I don't know why I'm here, if it's the "hysterical technique" of the Red Sleeve move, she must be borrowing my hand to do something.

"Serve the wine and have a feast. Red Sleeves gave an order, and someone immediately brought up delicious food and jade bottles of wine.

At the moment, the man was already addicted to it, staring at the red sleeves, as if he had forgotten my existence.

"Kill him. The voice of the Red Sleeves rang softly in my ears.

I was stunned, I didn't know who this "he" meant.

"Kill him, it's him, and that's the best moment to change history. Again, she added.

In a trance, someone walked up to me, holding a tray in both hands, and brought it to me.

In the tray was a large carp with flipped scales, with a flower knife all over its body, its mouth open, and its tail cocked, as if it would shake its head and tail and go away in fright as soon as the guest was picked.

From the open mouth of the fish, I saw the copper-colored hilt of a short knife.

"Send it, draw the knife, and cut the man's throat. The voice of the red sleeve trick sounded for the third time.

Of course, I can't pull out a knife and kill someone because of someone else's words, whether it's in reality or fantasy.

"Official, please drink this cup to the fullest. The red sleeves held a glass cup and presented it to the man.

The man drank it all, and suddenly sighed: "Today, there are four great cowards. Like the four beasts, I can't feel at ease. Beauty, you don't know, the four great Kou will be reborn for one day, and I will be like being caught in the charcoal fire, unable to sleep, tossing and turning. However, after today, the plague of the four great cowards will no longer exist, and I have found a way to cut the grass and eradicate the roots......"

Modern people know who the "Four Great Kou" refer to, and Shuibo Liangshan is one of them.

"How?" asked Redsleeves with a smile.

"Fight violence with violence, use Kou to control Kou, transfer flowers and trees, use strength to fight, hahahaha......" The man looked up and laughed wildly.

Historical facts show that the former dynasty really adopted the clever plan of "using Kou to control the Kou", so that Huahua Jiangshan could survive the catastrophe of the four major Kou and turn all crises into nothing. Later historians attributed this to the endless anger of the dynasty and the unfinished fate of the Zhao family.

If I kill this man, the great dynasty will be destroyed in an instant.

"Killing him, a hundred, let everything end here, is the best policy. Red Sleeves was whispering to me again.

The two "shes", one was bent to meet the man who controlled the world, and the other kept instigating me to draw a knife and stab and change the fate of China.

At this moment, I must make my own choice, and this choice must be of positive significance to future generations, and I must not become the spearhead of some people to seize power.

I took the tray, held it in both hands, and strode over to the table.

The man laughed so hard that he didn't look up at me until I put down the tray.

"Fish. I nodded to him.

"Good fish, good fish...... For the sake of you, the top flower leader in the forty-seven families of three streets, six lanes, and alleys, I visited the rivers and lakes all over the world, and found thirty masters who are the best at cooking fresh fish in Jiangbei, so that the beauties eat different flavors every day. What about you?" the man looked at me, and then at the Red Sleeves.

"In the whole world, there is no one who understands me better than officials. Red Sleeves replied with a smile, his eyes full of smiles, like fragrant red wine in a glass jar.

"What do you do to me?" the man asked again.

"My heart, every penny belongs to the official family, and until I die, it will not belong to others. Redsleeves replied with a convincing response.

"To death?" the man laughed.

Red Sleeves nodded: "Yes, until death, the gods can learn from it." ”

The man nodded, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, reached into the fish's mouth, and grasped the hilt of the knife. He didn't even make a gesture to draw the knife, but pushed straight forward, and stabbed the fish with the knife into the chest of the Red Sleeve Move.

The fish plate and tray all fell to the ground, the soup was dripping and splashing, and the porcelain plate also exploded, and the fragments splashed in all directions.

His stab was so abrupt that I didn't have time to make any moves, and the red sleeve had already been stabbed, and it was wounded in the heart, and I was almost killed with a knife.

The man laughed again, his smile cold and faint, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of late autumn frost.

"Since we will not die until death, let's stop there. He said.

This thorn, like lightning in the dark night, illuminated my heart.

My heart hurt like a knife, it turned out that I cared so much about her. In the subconscious of my thoughts, I was very resistant to her and did not want to get too close to her, but in my deep consciousness, I had an indelible affection for her. So, the stab in her chest seemed to stab me in the heart as well.

"Where are the officials...... In this?" the Red Sleeves paused to the ground and exclaimed in a low voice.

The man sneered, lifted the brocade around the table, and gently wiped the soup on his right hand.

"The Four Great Kou are my henchmen, and the Jingshi Praetorian Guard's Shenji Battalion has reported that the Four Great Kou have bribed you with a lot of money and jade, and it will be unfavorable to me. If it were you, what would you do?" he said.

The red sleeves frowned, and his face changed color in pain, and he couldn't say a word.

Looking at this scene, I was speechless.

The ancients said that a companion is like a tiger, and that is indeed the case.

It is impossible for anyone to change history, because the Zhao family did not perish here, but died many years after the four great Kou ambushed and trampled under the trampling of the iron hooves of the Jin people.

"Look, you're doing something wrong, aren't you?" the voice of the Red Sleeves rang in my ears.

"What the hell do you want me to do?" I asked.

"Kill him and change everything. She said.

"If you kill him, will history get better? If a Zhao disciple falls, someone will naturally stand up to replace him. History does not change by the life and death of a man, any more than a great river does not turn west for the sake of a stone. Let go of those unrealistic ideas, we may be able to change the present, but we will never change the past-"

Redsleeves interrupted me violently, and retorted with a loud sneer: "Of course we can change the past, human beings can't clearly determine the difference between dreams and reality, if I say that the world in the 'art of hysteria' is reality, who can refute it? At this moment, if I leave you in this world forever, if you don't live here, where can you go?"

This kind of debate is endless, because since ancient times, countless wise men have published a series of analytical articles for this purpose, and even the poet Du Fu used "Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies" to sigh the uncertainty between dreams and reality.

I don't want to argue, but I don't want to compromise on the "art of hysteria" either.

"Now, you still have a chance to make up for her ......" Red Sleeves tempted and agitated in my ear, "look at her, how pitiful she is to fall to the ground? she is not her, she is me...... A friend you know. What should you do if your friend is innocently killed? Shouldn't you get justice for her? Kill to pay for your life, pay for your debts. No one has the right to take the life of another person - the murderer is there, what should you do? Do you stand by and let her lose her life in vain? Listen to me, go over, pull out the knife, and put it right in front of her, let her watch, and seek justice...... This is the will of God, and the will of God wants you to stand up for her, and wants you to do the right thing for heaven......"

The person who was stabbed did not immediately lose his breath, but struggled weakly on the ground, making a difficult gasping sound.

At that time, the emperor was the biggest referee, holding the power to kill all living beings in the world. Unless there is a change of dynasty, the emperor will never be able to admit guilt and be punished.