Chapter 71

In the winter of the eleventh year of Qingzheng, Rong Tang had a serious illness.

This disease also appeared in the first life, so he didn't feel strange, but just looked at the snow falling outside Tanghua Courtyard, and couldn't stop worrying in his heart.

He had exchanged the life-threatening medicine with the system a few times, and he had wrapped himself tightly inside and out.

The prison of Dali Temple is deep and cold, and the clear sunlight seems to never fall on this bitter cold place, Rong Tang felt pain in his heart, and coughed in pain and walked to the deepest part of the prison.

It was an interrogation cell, Ke Hongxue stood outside the door, leaning against the wall casually, with a fiery red fox fur on the crook of his arm, his eyebrows slightly constricted, looking at the piece left in the corner that was gnawed by rats without sadness or joy, and he didn't know whether it was rotten meat or roasted cakes.

When the dirt rolls, nothing can be discerned.

Hearing the footsteps, Young Master Ke raised his head, and the moment he saw Rong Tang, he was a little surprised, and asked in a suppressed tone: "How is the prince?" ”

Ke Hongxue and his opening remarks seem to be the same sentence forever, Rong Tang's life and death clearly have nothing to do with him, but he always asks "Is your body better" when he sees Rong Tang for the first time. If he gets an affirmative answer, Young Master Ke's amorous peach blossom eyes will be shallow and slightly happy; If the answer is not satisfactory, he will appear a little stunned.

But these emotions were all fleeting, and Ke Hongxue would remember why they were together in the next second, and asked, "What are the orders of the Fifth Highness?" ”

Rong Tang also suppressed his voice, first replied that his body was still the same, and then shook his head lightly, and said, "Your Highness is fine over there." ”

Ke Hongxue wondered: "Why did the prince come to Dali Temple?" ”

The cry of the prisoner kept coming from the interrogation room, and there was no other sound, and Rong Tang saw a tall and long back through the crack in the door. Sometimes when he looked at Mu Jingxu's back, he would feel that this person should not be in such a dark place, and his hands should be stained with blood every day.

He is the snow of the mountains, but it should not be so cold, and the snow-capped mountains should also have gorgeous wildflowers.

Rong Tang didn't know how to cover him, and no one seemed to be able to cover him.

Retracting his gaze, Rong Tang whispered, "It's going to snow." ”

Ke Hongxue was slightly stunned, puzzled.

Rong Tang: "Some time ago, Li Changfu asked for beheading, the military department was too busy to take care of himself, Marshal Xia himself was in a mess, and the Three Princes Party was hit hard, I want to say if you want to let Lord Mu take leave and rest for a while?" ”

Ke Hongxue blinked, digested the meaning of his words, and smiled: "I also want him to rest, do you see him listening to me?" ”

Rong Tang hung his head in frustration: "If you don't even listen to your words, who else can he listen to?" ”

Ke Hongxue's eyebrows raised slightly, and he quipped: "Why does the prince care so much about my senior brother?" ”

Rong Tang was silent, and said in his heart that he was about to die.

Due to the limitations of the system, Rong Tang has no way to tell anyone in this world their ending, nor can he reveal his identity as a traverser.

But he still wanted to make a change.

If his existence is to change the ending of this film and save Sheng Chengli's life, then why can't he save the others as well?

But it seems that it can't be saved.

The wails in the cell grew

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"I'll remind him." ”

Rong Tang's eyes lit up slightly, and he almost wanted to say thank you, but Ke Hongxue whispered again: "The prison is dark, don't come back in the future with such a noble body as the prince." ”

Suddenly kind-hearted and serious, Rong Tang once again felt a sense of separation that did not match Ke Hongxue.

He was caring about himself, but inexplicably made Rong Tang feel that he was comforting a little bit of his true thoughts by caring about himself.

Rong Tang's gaze unconsciously shifted, and he glanced at the thick and dark prison door in Dali Temple.

He nodded, and was about to leave: "Say hello to Mu Shaoqing for me." ”

"It's nature." Ke Hongxue responded, but then he asked again: "Rong Tang, what kind of person do you think Zhongcheng is in the imperial history?" ”

Rong Tang was shocked, and pretended to be calm and asked, "You say...... Su Huaijing? ”

Ke Hongxue smiled slightly: "Who else can there be besides him?" ”

Dayu Yushi Taizhong, there are two people in the imperial history, but today's Dayu officialdom, when it comes to Yushi Zhongcheng, everyone will subconsciously default to the nineteen-year-old boy.

Without him, one is the appearance of the heavens, and the other is that less than a year after entering the dynasty, he seems to have become a means of the henchmen of the Son of Heaven.

Yushitai supervises hundreds of officials, and now when hundreds of officials mention Su Huaijing, everyone is in danger.

It was a smiling tiger without baring its fangs.

Rong Tang settled down and replied: "He is a very smart, decisive, and courageous person. ”

"Really?" Ke Hongxue muttered softly, her eyebrows drooped slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but when she opened her mouth again, she smiled and said half-truthfully: "Lord Su is very different from you. ”

Rong Tang was surprised: "How is it different?" ”

"Have you ever been to the prairie?" Ke Hongxue asked, "If a wolf on the grassland catches a rabbit, its first reaction is often not to eat it immediately. ”

Rong Tang felt that this person was talking nonsense again, Mu Jingxu was about to end the interrogation, he frowned, and asked, "What could that be?" ”

Ke Hongxue: "It will hold the rabbit in its mouth and show off all over the wolves, if the rabbit is obedient and sensible, the wolf may even raise it, throw it with grass and grain, and raise it white and fat." ”

Rong Tang imagined that scene for a moment, and asked expressionlessly, "Will you eat it again?" Like a human pig? ”

Ke Hongxue was amused by him: "The prince is really humorous. ”

Rong Tang felt that it was not his humor, but Ke Hongxue's remarks that could only have this one answer.

So he stared at him quietly for a while, Ke Hongxue slowly restrained his smile, and there was a hint of color in his eyes that Rong Tang couldn't understand the meaning, like an admonition, like an exhortation, and told him: "If one day there is no one around the prince, you can try to find the shelter of Lord Su." ”

Rong Tang frowned: "I have my parents on top, and I also have His Royal Highness who needs to be loyal, and you work with Lord Mu, how can there be no one?" ”

"Who knows?" Ke Hongxue's eyes slowly raised, looking at a candle lit on the wall, there were few flying insects in winter nights, but there were still white moths that woke up early flying around the firelight, "I just think that maybe we all chose the wrong one at the beginning." ”

Rong Tang didn't understand the meaning of his words, the howling in the interrogation room stopped completely, Ke Hongxue took a breath, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a cynical prodigal again, hooking the fox and about to turn around.

() Rong Tang is in a hurry,

I want to remind him not to forget the business,

Ke Hongxue said with a smile: "I will remember to remind my senior brother, but it is you, the prince of the world, who have a paper-like body, so you really have to cherish it." ”

Rong Tang didn't care too much, after all, he had only used this shell for a few years, and in the end, even if he really died of illness, according to his understanding, it was just scrapped, at most, the pain experienced during the period was really annoying.

He didn't care much about his body, and he didn't go in that night to talk to Mu Jingxu.

After returning to Ning Xuan's palace, he lay in the courtyard for a long time, falling into a semi-coma from time to time, and on the day of the first snowfall, Rong Tang looked out the window blankly, unable to tell whether he was waiting for someone to come to deliver the message, or if he didn't want anyone to come.

He waited all day, the snow was sprinkled, and the moonlight reflected on the snow at night, as if it were day.

No one came to tell him the bad news, Rong Tang was happy, and his health was much better.

The snow fell heavily for five days, and by the fifth day he was back as normal.

He wanted to leave the house, and then received a letter of worship from Lu Jiaxi.

Lord Xiao Lu entered the Ministry of Rites at that time, in charge of the celebration, he hung his head, his face was confused, and when he saw Rong Tang, he struggled to pull out a pale smile.

Rong Tang was even more confused than Lu Jiaxi in a moment.

Then he heard Lu Jiaxi say, "Master Shizi, Senior Brother Mu is gone." ”

The funeral was all taken care of by Ke Hongxue alone, Mu Jingxu's nominal father was old and old, far away in Linyuan Academy, and the external statement was that he didn't want the white-haired person to send the black-haired person, so he had to hide it from him.

On the day when Rong Tang went to mourn, Ke Hongxue changed out of the brightly colored brocades he was used to, and wore a plain white mourning dress, dressed in linen and filial piety, and his dress clearly exceeded the specifications that his friends should have.

Rong Tang never saw him cry, even the condolences and funerals, Ke Hongxue didn't cry.

He is good at dancing with long sleeves and is at ease, walking on the vanity fair of the Jiji camp, and the sound of crying and crying is rare at the funeral, full of elegance like the breeze and the moon.

It was very quiet and elegant, he didn't invite the trumpet team who played the suona, but only invited the monks of the Tuolan Temple to recite the mantra day and night.

The guests came and went quietly, as if they were afraid that the louder voice would startle Mu Jingxu's death.

Rong Tang went to offer incense, and saw that Mrs. Ke, who was over 70 years old, knelt on the futon and kowtowed three times neatly, regardless of his dignity and humility, and put on three sticks of incense; The monks in the corner were chanting obscure Sanskrit, and Rong Tang glanced over, all of them with calm and calm faces.

One of them had an exceptionally handsome face, shaved and left a ring scar, and quietly recited the mantra of the past with his eyes closed, like an ancient Buddha in the main hall whose golden body has been corroded over the years. Rong Tang glanced at it more, but when he looked away, he couldn't remember the monk's appearance in his mind.

Su Huaijing stepped in from the courtyard gate, walked to the coffin without a word, and bowed three times in a regular manner, neither too respectful, nor rude and disrespectful, just like condolences to ordinary colleagues, he was about to leave after the incense, his eyes fell on Rong Tang for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but he did it.

He said hello to Ke Hongxue and was about to leave, but Ke Hongxue's expression that had been smiling suddenly sank, and Rong Tang finally saw a wordless sadness on his face.

He asked in a low voice, "Can Master Su be in the capital in three days?" ”

Su Huaijing was inexplicable: "Naturally, it's here." ”

"Senior brother needs

Three days of silence,

After that, if I want to find you,

Where to go? Ke Hongxue asked.

Su Huaijing didn't understand, but still replied: "Young Master Ke can go to the Yushitai to find me." ”

Ke Hongxue nodded, leaned to one side, stretched out his arms forward, and said in a low voice, "Go slowly." ”

Rong Tang only thought that this was a small episode in the funeral, and did not pay too much attention to it, until Mu Jingxu was buried, Sheng Chengli said to him in a shallow tone: "The young master went to the Yushitai last night. ”

It was snowing outside again, as if the heavens and the earth were dressed in white for Mu Jingxu.

Rong Tang knew that Sheng Chengli had doubts, and tried his best to dispel his doubts. Then two days later, he was baking a fire in the courtyard, Su Huaijing somehow entered the Ning Xuan Palace, knocked on his door, and asked with a smile: "Lord Shizi, do you drink?" ”

Rong Tang's body is actually not suitable for drinking, he and Su Huaijing have made appointments in the gilded building several times, and they all drank fruit and flower brew that will not be intoxicating, but that time Su Huaijing brought the most mouthful burning knife.

After one cup, Rong Tang was dizzy, and after two cups, he almost lost his mind.

He sat on the stool in a daze, watching the lights on the table, the light and shadow were scattered, and the edges of the figures on the walls were constantly jumping.

Su Huaijing drank cup by glass, not knowing the spicy or astringent, the corners of his mouth were always smiling, but his eyes revealed a little emotion that Rong Tang had never seen in his life.

Frustrated, dazed, panicked, regretful, afraid, resentful......

That's not the emotion on the face of a villain.

Rong Tang was stunned, unconsciously stretched out his hand, wanted to caress his eyes, and said with the strength of the wine: "Are you crying?" ”

"Don't cry."

"You have good eyes, laugh, don't cry."

The touch of his fingers was warm and delicate, without a trace of damp tears, but Rong Tang just felt that he was crying, and comforted him nonsense for a long time, and Su Huaijing finally grabbed his hand.

All the conversations in this life are all over the place, Rong Tang will not go out of his way to find out Su Huaijing's actions, and Su Huaijing will not ask him what Sheng Chengli wants.

They just walked forward on their chosen paths, occasionally crossing paths, smiling and saying hello, and then parting again.

Maybe one day when you are tired of walking and stay where you are, and see the other person coming from another road, you will smile and shake the flask in your hand, and then ask, "Do you want to stop and look at the moon?" ”

Moonlight, river lanterns, sparkling waves of gold powder, and fine wine that will not be intoxicating.

This is a tacit secret between Su Huaijing and Rong Tang.

But that day, the stove, the wing, the snow sprinkled on the winter night, and the heart-scratching burning knife, Su Huaijing held Rong Tang's hand for the first time and looked at him seriously, as if he had made a long, long preparation and made a great determination, but the words he said were so light that he could hardly hear them.

"Rong Tang, do you want to come with me?"

Don't care who you want to protect, don't drag your sick body to intrigue, and don't do calculations and frames you don't like.

You follow me, and I take care of you.

Just be, you should be my anchor, and I will give you the reward.

I'm so tired all of a sudden......

The charcoal fire in the stove beeped, Rong Tang was drunk, I don't know if I heard it clearly.

He blinked and asked softly, "Then what about Your Highness?" ”

……

For a moment, it may be a moment.

Under the fireworks and winter snow, the hands that were clasped for the first time were released, and then there was no intersection in this life.

The man waiting at the intersection took a completely different path.

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This chapter is the experience of the second life!