The night in the capital is full of joy and endless enthusiasm, but in the imperial city is a different scene...

Autumn, winter solstice, cold.

The remnants of autumn are like knives, and the imperial city is also like knives.

The palace is indifferent, and the royal family is also indifferent.

The Son of Heaven is ruthless, and the courtiers have no tears!

On the side of the cold plum, the wind and the waning moon, no one sleeps tonight!

Where do you dream tonight?

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The cold plums outside the Guangxin Palace have grown white buds, but they have not brought a trace of warmth to the Guangxin Palace.

The white weft swayed back and forth with the breeze squeezing into the door, like the delicate hands of the eldest princess, caressing the thin placket.

Huang Yi is standing by the eldest princess's side, and he has always been the eldest princess's closest person.

Because he is a close confidant, he must be a very resourceful person.

Because he is extremely resourceful, the eldest princess will hand over the Junshan Society to him to take care of.

He has always known that it is not easy for a person to survive.

The hardships of making a living, the pressure behind wealth, are not as simple as people think.

He knew that a person would have to trade his hard work and honesty for his own way of life.

It's an impossible path!

So he was able to survive.

He lives treacherously and treacherously.

The price of his survival was to send away the Junshan Club that he had worked hard to accumulate for more than ten years.

That's forty-seven lives!

Forty-seven killers who gave it to the big red robe!

As soon as he thought of this, his heart was filled with hatred and heartache.

Since the birth of the big red robe, he has been very low-key, low-key enough!

Why did the big red robe that fall into the city with a sword still find him?

He was shaking all over, but his back was already soaking wet.

He was afraid, he was not afraid of the big red robe, but the eldest princess.

He felt that in front of the eldest princess, even the big red robe was nothing.

The eldest princess let him live because there was a Junshan Club behind him, and now that the Junshan Club is gone, what value does he have to live?

"It's a pity, isn't it?" The eldest princess lazily half lay on the low couch, as if she didn't care about Huang Yi, who rushed back to Kyoto overnight.

Huang Yi didn't dare to say much, he understood the temper of the eldest princess!

The eldest princess is a madman!

Hysterical maniac!

She only has interests in her eyes, **naked interests!

"Do you think I'm the only one in Junshan?" the eldest princess's voice was still lazy.

But in Huang Yi's ears, it was like a cold wind blowing, and he felt that there were already tiny pimples in his ears.

Cold! Extreme cold! So cold that I shivered and shivered!

"If a tree can grow and flourish, its roots will be deeper than any tree!"

Life is extremely small at this moment, Huang Yi doesn't want to die, he replied cautiously: "What does the princess mean..." ”

"I ask you, where do the roots of the tree grow?" the eldest princess looked at her number one strategist with a smile, and after a long time, her lips opened slightly.

Huang Yi frowned and rested for a moment, and finally slapped his thigh with a sudden realization!

This is simply a kindergarten aunt giving enlightenment education to children, fortunately, this child is smart and clever enough.

The roots of the tree grow in the ground!

So will the underground roots be seen?

People have never only lamented the sheer foliage.

But who can see the roots that nourish the leaves?

As long as the roots are not broken, branches will still grow in spring.

As long as the roots are not extinct, what is the point of Junshan if it is destroyed?

This is a very simple truth, as long as you are a smart person, you can understand a little!

Is Huang Yi a smart person?

Apparently he is!

He's smart, so he won't ask where the eldest princess's roots are buried!

It was enough for him to know one thing!

His own roots are still there, and all he has lost is the Junshan Society.

Huang Yi's root is his own life, as long as he has life, he is confident that he can organize another Junshan Society.

At this moment, he finally understood that the eldest princess would not kill him, and his life was saved.

He and the eldest princess are actually the same kind of people!

There seems to always be a wonderful phenomenon in the relationship between people.

People want to protect themselves from insults and grievances.

They want others to know that they are not weak, and they want to preserve their dignity.

They always want to protect themselves by hurting others.

It has to be said that this is the most effective and convenient way.

If you don't want to be hurt, you have to hurt others.

Let others see that you are afraid, so that you can protect your fragile heart.

But....

They always hurt the people closest to them.

Because they can only hurt these people.

They forgot one thing.

When they hurt the people closest to them, they also hurt themselves deeply.

Therefore, when they want to protect themselves, they are actually hurt more than others.

They make mistakes and sink deeper and deeper.

They want to prove that they are better than others, but the stronger they are, the deeper the damage.

They are empty, they only get power, wealth.

They are lonely, and the more lonely they are, the more they want to prove themselves, and the more they prove themselves, the more they hurt others.

They hate themselves, and the more they hate themselves, the more desperately they hurt others!

Hurt those they can only hurt, the people closest to them!

The eldest princess is human, an almost perfect woman!

She wants to protect herself.

And the only way to protect yourself is to choose to hurt others!

Hurting her can only hurt her loved ones!

Her brother?

Her son-in-law?

The more it hurts, the more painful it is, and the more painful it is, the crazier it gets!

She remembered something from the past, a woman.

More than ten years ago, she established the Junshan Society for her emperor brother.

The emperor must be above board, and some shady things must be done for him.

As a result, the Supervision Yuan was established, and the Junshan Society was established.

She thinks that what the Supervision Yuan can do, her Junshan Club can also do.

But!

There will always be only one woman in the heart of his emperor's brother, and there will always be only the Supervision Yuan.

Never thought of myself, never!

I have done so much, but in exchange for the ridicule of everyone.

Laughing at herself for being a woman who can't get married!

Laugh at yourself for being a complete lunatic!

She was not reconciled! She found out that the emperor's brother was just using herself!

She's afraid! she's afraid she'll have the same fate as that woman.

She was afraid that she would be locked in a stuffy closet like outdated clothes.

"What the hell am I supposed to do!" muttered the eldest princess, two lines of tears on her face.

She suddenly yelled, "What am I doing this for?"

She was laughing, with two lines of tears in her eyes.

She's going crazy!

The palace maid on the side was frightened, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, not even daring to raise her head.

"The cold moon is as soft as water, and the clear palace is as clean as silver.

The thin shirt is annoyed with tears in his eyes, full of affection?"

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At the same time, the news of the Junshan Society also reached the other side of the palace.

Junshan Club!

The name has not been in the ears of the emperor for a long time.

The emperor put down the pen in his hand and sighed in a daze.

This thing has finally exploded!

In the eyes of the emperor, entrepreneurship and business are completely different things.

When starting a business, what is needed is violence!

We need people who can work hard and dare to work hard.

Fight violence with violence! Let others think you are terrible, then your chances of winning will increase by 10%!

The emperor naturally knew what kind of organization Junshan would be.

But he never mentioned it, and no one knew that Junshan would be his! as if Junshan would never appear.

There are only two kinds of people in the world.

However, fierceness and calmness are always opposites, just like fire and water.

What you need when starting a business is fire!

Able to burn out a qiē fire!

Only after burning out a qiē will new rules and powers slowly sprout.

Junshanhui used to do a lot of things for him that others couldn't do, but if he kept it now, it would only add trouble.

Because no matter what happens, Junshan will solve it with violence!

The emperor, however, has learned something more satisfying than killing.

He doesn't want dead people now.

A dead man cannot kneel down to him and revere him!

Because he has found that taking the other party's life is not in the slightest benefit to himself.

However, being able to gain the respect and obedience of others is very beneficial!

Getting others to be revered and obeyed is not the only way to do it by killing.

Junshan will never understand this truth, and the eldest princess will not understand it either.

The Emperor sighed again.

When a person has a business, there will always be some hidden secrets.

There are too many secrets that Junshan will know.......

Knowing the secret can be a good thing, as it can raise your stacks too much and get you more discounts.

But knowing too many secrets will only make you die! And it's ugly and infamous!

The demise of the Junshan Society touches the hearts of all those in power in the palace.

Tonight's stars and tonight's wind, no one sleeps in the imperial city tonight.

In the second year of Yuqing, the third day of February.

The year of the child has been the month of the day

Appropriate: Relocation of graves

Don't: Marry and travel far away

The big murderer

The red lanterns at the gate of the Baoyue Tower in the capital are still lit high.

The crimson lights are luring people to come here and enjoy a crimson night.

The third day of the second month is a day of bad luck and a day of great murder on the zodiac.

But this does not prevent the pompous boy from coming to Baoyue Tower to have fun.

Taboos and things to do are just an ethereal thing.

Faith is spiritual, and unbelief is not spiritual.

What's more, this is the Baoyue Tower!

The moon building that has to be squeezed out of the door every day!

Everyone in the capital knows that the most popular singer in Baoyuelou is Shi Qing'er.

You can afford the price, but you may not be able to meet Shi Qing'er.

The shopkeeper of Baoyue Building, Miss Sang Wen, hugged her fists, and her apologetic expression had already disappointed these sons who even dreamed of seeing Shi Qing'er.

Shi Qing'er will not welcome guests tonight!

Come in high spirits and return disappointed.

The sons comforted each other a few words, sent them off, and agreed to continue to wait tomorrow night.

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The crescent moon is like a hook, and the early spring is slightly cold.

The breeze blows the withered grass, and there is no trace on both sides of the strait.

A nameless bird flew far away and landed on a stake beside the still water.

The small building is comfortable and quiet, and the half-pool artificial lake is outside the window.

There is a lake outside the building, and there is a photo building in the lake.

Standing by the lake, there are flowers by the lake, and there is a moon in the lake.

In the station building, hugging the moon across the lake, isn't it pleasant?

Wonderful!

Whenever Fan Xian saw the beautiful scenery of Baoyue Tower, he would always sigh at the talent of his younger brother.

Shi Qing'er knew that there was an unusual guest in the small building tonight.

Because from the moment that person entered the Baoyue Tower, the eyes of the shopkeeper Sang Wen became extremely strange.

She put her hands on the guqin, and before moving her thin fingers slightly, she couldn't help but sneak a glance at the person opposite.

It was a pale-faced middle-aged scholar, and his pale face was not because he was good-looking, but because of a fear that could make blood clot!

Shi Qing'er was full of thoughts for a while.

Who is this person?

Can Sang Wen of the Supervision Yuan be so weird?

What was he afraid of?

She's also a smart person, she shouldn't be curious, she will never be curious.

Curiosity is stronger, and it can be stricter than killing a cat.

The middle-aged scholar raised his sleeve and wiped the faint sweat on his forehead.

He's on pins and needles!

He didn't understand why the eldest princess asked him to come to Baoyue Tower tonight.

As soon as he stepped into the Baoyue Building, he smelled the thick black breath in the air.

That's the smell of the Supervision Yuan, or the taste of Fan Xian!

He shook his head vigorously, trying to tell himself that this was nothing more than his own hallucination.

The eldest princess just asked him to come to Huyue Tower once, it's not a big deal.

Maybe it's because the eldest princess wants to know how Fan Xian will react after Junshan will perish.

The eldest princess sent herself, which is enough to show her status by the eldest princess's side.

Thinking of this, he finally reluctantly calmed down.

Shi Qing'er's piano, singing, and chess are the three famous ones in the capital, and the people are even more fragrant.

The piano has moved, and the song is gentle and moving.

It's like caressing your lover's lips in the sunset, and you can appreciate the most wonderful feeling of your lover's breathing.

Gradually, the small building was full of haze and ambiguity.

The singing accompanied the sound of the piano, followed the direction of the wind, and drilled into Fan Xian's ears.

"It seems that tonight, Huang Yi will sleep with Shi Qing'er.

I really can't figure out why my mother-in-law asked him to come to Baoyue Building at such a critical time.

Is it just to demonstrate to yourself?"

Fan Xian pondered.

Shi Yanli also pondered.

Fan Xian saw Shi Xianli learning to think on his own, and said with a smile: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking, if he can't refuse Shi Qing'er tonight, he won't be Huang Yi who came back alive from Jun Mountain. ”

If Huang Yi dared to stay in Baoyue Tower for the night, then he would have died in Junshan.

Huang Yi has never been a bold person, never!

Fan Xian glanced at Shi Xianli deeply, and said with a smile: "It seems that you have learned a lot in the past few years. ”

"Students have to learn. ”

Shi Yili arched slightly and said lightly.

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Huang Yi really didn't dare to stay in Baoyue Tower.

It's just that he was even more timid than Fan Xian expected.

He waited until Shi Qing'er fell asleep before he dared to leave.

Because he was afraid that Shi Qing'er would wake up, he didn't dare to make any movement.

"Be cautious" has always been Huang Yi's motto.

"Careful" has brought him quite a few benefits.

Being able to escape back from Jun Mountain has a lot to do with his way of doing things.

However, tonight caused him big trouble.

Because he was careful, he came out barefoot.

Because of his care, he could only withstand the night breeze and try to use light underwear to obtain the slightest warmth.

The early spring was still cold, and the frost all over the ground made Huang Yi feel like he wanted to cry without tears.

He didn't dare to take the big road, for fear that he would be discovered by Fan Xian.

The market was dirty, but he had to go.

He was afraid that the eldest princess would blame, but he was even more afraid of Fan Xian.

The sage on the outside, Fan Xian who is dark on the inside.

In a hurry, a few night owls waved their wings and swept over his head, startling him into a cold sweat.

When he calmed down, a dark shadow appeared in the corner of the wall.

Huang Yi knew that it was not a wild cat or wild dog.

The shadow was walking on two legs, and it was clearly a person! a man walking towards himself!

Huang Yi suddenly stopped, his voice trembling and asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

The sound of the gums colliding up and down rushed out along with the words, and the alley was empty on both sides facing the walls.

Countless echoes pierced Huang Yi's ears one after another, beating his already tense nerves.

Huang Yi was about to collapse, he could already smell a smell of urine, his crotch was hot, and it was already a wet mess.

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The man on the other side staggered a little, and Huang Yi finally saw clearly through the moonlight.

He let out a long sigh of relief and smiled dumbly, it turned out to be just a drunken drunk.

Thinking of his gaffe just now, he couldn't help but gently give himself an ear brace.

The drunkard seemed to be unsteady on his feet, and when he saw someone in front of him, he wanted to lean on the other party with the intention of drinking.

By the time Huang Yi noticed his movements, a smoky smell of wine had already rushed into his nose.

Huang Yi didn't recognize the drunk, but the drunk was waving to Huang Yi.

Huang Yi frowned, and didn't want to pay attention to this drunken person, but in the end, he couldn't help but ask: "You... You're looking for me?"

The man burped and said, "I'm just looking for..." ”

Before he could finish a sentence, the man fell.

Although the person fell, he was still waving to Huang Yi.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Huang Yi's curiosity grew.

The drunk struggled and nodded vigorously.

Huang Yi cautiously approached and asked, "Say it." ”

The drunken man's voice was hoarse, and he gasped very much, and said, "I want to..."

Kill you. ”

When it came to killing words, an extra rope suddenly appeared in the drunkard's hand.

The iron rope was naturally put on Huang Yi's throat as if it had eyes.

Huang Yi's breathing immediately stopped, and the whole person was like a freshly pulled radish, bounced stiffly.

Then, gradually straightening up, it fell to the ground as soft as cotton.

The drunk man stood up, stumbling as if nothing had happened, and shook past Huang Yi, who was already stiff and cold.

The third day of February.

Appropriate: Relocation of graves

Don't: Marry and travel far away

The big murderer

For Huang Yi, the third day of February is indeed a bad day.

Night.

The air in the south is always lightly humid.

The sun seemed to be not afraid of coldness, and it shone brilliantly on the damp earth.

The houses covered in silver are also gradually beginning to melt, and the dew-dripping buds of the trees reflect the colorful glow in the sun.

In front of the ruined temple, there are two snowmen.

One big and one small.

The large ones already feel the slight warmth of the sunlight and slowly emit a vague moisture.

The small snowman, on the other hand, is like ice, and it doesn't feel a trace of warmth.

That's the little finger.

Every winter, when the snow is at its highest, he sits quietly outside the house and feels the snow drifting.

This cold feeling, he always haunts jì.

He touched it with his fingers, and the snowflakes instantly burrowed into his palms, like a girl in love thrown into his arms.

Gentle as water, a touch of melting.

He loved the icy feeling and burying himself in the cold snow reminded him of something unforgettable.

At that time, the snowflake was like a hungry wolf, as long as he still had a trace of body temperature, it would not hesitate to take it away.

He vaguely remembered that delicate hand!

The delicate hand handed over a hard steamed bun.

It was handed to his cold, convulsive, pale and bloodless mouth.

There is nothing more wonderful in the world than this.

When you are hungry and cold, and the day is precarious, there is such a holy hand that hands over a steamed bun that is more precious than a thousand gold.

The steamed bun was cold, but it melted away the ice, drove away the hungry wolf, and dragged the little finger back from the line of death.

The man whispered to the little finger, "You follow me." ”

Pinky followed him without the slightest hesitation.

Pinky didn't know what the man wanted him to do, but a steamed bun would make Littlefinger go with him without hesitation.

He believed the man, for when he was already delirium, he suddenly saw something in the man's eyes that he had never seen before.

That kind of thing, little finger doesn't understand.

He'll never understand.

It is the most complex human emotion, and it is also the purest and most sacred.

That's called mercy!

A few days later, Pinky finally learned the man's identity.

He's a scholar, he doesn't have a name, everyone else calls him ring finger!

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Pinky smiled innocently, and he realized that snow also changes.

How white and beautiful it is now.

It turns out that snow can also change.

Of course, the snow is still the same snow, but it is the person who has changed, and it has become the mood.

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"You don't really think that I killed people, do you?"

Fan Xian smiled dumbly, looking at Xiao Yangongzi, who ran over before he even had time to tidy up his clothes after hearing the news.

Xiao Yan Gongzi is a wolf bèi appearance, and Fan Xian is also the first time to see it.

Xiao Yan Gongzi looks like this, which is enough to show that it is really not the right time for Huang Yi to die.

Huang Yi died at this time, making Fan Xian even more passive.

The fall of the Junshan Society has leaked out through Huang Yi's mouth.

And the eldest princess took advantage of this incident to cleverly make everyone believe that the fall of the Junshan Society was related to Fan Xian.

Some whimsical ministers actually rumored that Junshan would be subverted by Fan Xian!

Can Fan Xian single-handedly subvert the Junshan Society?

This made Fan Xian feel funny, but he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because, when he saw that whether it was the Liu family or Fan Shangshu, everyone looked at him strangely.

Even the family thinks so, let alone outsiders.

He was a little chilled.

Therefore, Xiao Yan Gongzi came.

"I really didn't do this!" Fan Xian deliberately said in a relaxed tone, "You shouldn't think that I brought Huang Yi to Huyue Tower to drink flower wine." ”