Chen Yue was a little depressed, Cai Jing was still dead in the end, he was originally just to alleviate the guilt in his heart, but now, it has become like this, absent-mindedly walked out of the hut, Chen Yue didn't want to see Cai Jing's corpse again, he had only one thought in his heart, hurry up and leave this fireworks land, out of sight and out of mind, but this thought together, followed by self-blame and guilt, no one will come to the fireworks land again, here, for others, it is just a situation that has long been deserted, how prosperous it was in the past, how desolate it is now, this is the principle of the world, the prosperity ends, and all that is left is desolation。

Chen Yue walked in the rain, but the coldness in his heart was reduced a lot, and the abnormal flushing on his face slowly faded, but the look in his eyes dimmed, as if he was a person who had lost the thoughts in his heart, and had lost the thoughts in his heart.

Wang Yuanbao looked at everything in the fireworks field, neither sad nor sighing, just watched silently, when the old monk Gu Liangchan died, how could he not be like this? The state of mind is still there, Wang Yuanbao has experienced a lot of things to think about calmly, and it takes courage, but Chen Yue does not have Wang Yuanbao's experience and state of mind, people's life and death are not regular to find, dead, also dead, people are born is a process of waiting for death, starting from the fall to the ground, the laughter of adults, and the crying of babies, why is it not like this? Laughing is that the incense has inheritance, crying is waiting for death to have begun, parents are gone, death is only one step away from himself, like Cai Jing, that's it, but Chen Yue is far from having such thoughts, what he thinks about most is self-blame and guilt, carrying the mistakes of others, and will only go farther and farther.

"Brother Yue, ...... you" Wang Yuanbao has not yet spoken, Chen Yue waved his hand, alone in the rain towards the direction of the sword department, the figure is sparse, this rain does not know how long it will fall, people don't like rain, but this grass and trees like, bathed in the early rain of spring, extraordinarily moisturized, Wang Yuanbao looked back and saw the peach tree, clusters of delicate flowers and bones slowly grew between the branches, and on the dead tree with red wedding clothes, goose-yellow buds also slowly grew.

Wang Yuanbao ran to the rain, there was no meaning to stay, the fat powder in the fireworks field, in the rain, there was no longer the fragrance of the past, but more and more desolate, and then stayed for a while, I was afraid that it would make people feel inexplicably sad, the world was already difficult enough, and if it was sad, then there would be no way to go on.

The first rain, always so gentle, come carelessly, people are caught off guard and delighted, children in the rain to spread joy, adults do not go to stop, wear a hat, go to the field, take advantage of the first rain, the land that has been silent for a long time, should also be rejuvenated, at this time, it is a real awakening, Shangsi Festival is just an appetizer.

Xu Bailu didn't have the leisure to watch the first rain, the day that the emperor said was coming, what he was thinking about was no longer how to live in a mess, but how to rely on what he had learned, and the power he should have, to ascend to the throne above 10,000 people, and to be subordinate to the people, this is not Xu Bailu's character, and in the battle for the throne, there is no so-called family affection, his eloquent father, for the emperor's throne, did not kill his brother, and forced his imperial grandfather to be the emperor without any real power, these are all Zhao Qianzhi told Xu Bailu, for the throne, as long as you ascend, there is no room to turn back, if you don't rush to killFathers and sons are like a piece of paper in front of power, and power is fire, after fire, paper turns to ashes, and the one who can stay until the end is the winner.

Pu Jia was bored and half lying on the bamboo chair, looking at the first rain outside the window, too lazy to move, this rain came a little early, under the inexplicable river, also woke up early, for them these true dragon blood descendants, February 2, the dragon raised its head, is the best time, but the heavenly machine of this Longchang town blinded the saint, even if it is February 2, I am afraid that there is no way to wake up, the essence of water transport in the early rain is much thicker than the inexplicable river, but Pu Jia does not like it, so she is too lazy to move, her avenue trip is fire, water and fire are incompatible, naturally do not like water transport, and the original owner, Wang Yuanbao and her are actually restrained, I really don't know what Fang Liang, these so-called saints, think, water and fire are incompatible, this truth is far better than the truth in the sage book.

Lazy to turn over, Pu Jia closed her eyes, and fell asleep, usually she didn't need to sleep, but the essence of the water in the early rain made her feel tired, but it was not bad to sleep when it rained, and it was also saved to use the cultivation to offset the rejection of the essence water transport on her own avenue trip.

After a while, the sound of heavy breathing sounded in the room.

Xu Bailu's thoughts were interrupted by Pu Jia's heavy breathing, and turned to walk towards Pu Jia, who was already asleep, Xu Bailu couldn't help but chuckle, she hadn't seen Pu Jia so asleep for a long time, this was much cuter than what she looked like every day, but Xu Bailu didn't dislike Pu Jia's daily approach to herself, in fact, as a so-called crown prince, the people around him since he was a child were all respectful to him, and he didn't dare to have the slightest disobedience, but Xu Bailu didn't like those so-called official eunuchs who were around him, and he only felt that their smiles were fake, like wearing a mask of hypocrisy, and the fake smile would only make Xu Bailu feel cold, from the bottom of the heart, the deep palace compound, the towering palace wall, no warmth and coldness, some are just the moths of power like a fire of persistence, even if they know the consequences, but still in their hearts, those eunuchs in the palace which are not raised by their mother's father, but for the sake of power, they enter the palace and become eunuchs who cut off their children and grandchildren, every time they scold people, there are no eggs, but this still can't stop many people's desire for power, cut off the root of right and wrong, you can be a human being, this is in the eyes of those individuals, why not, and the reader is not much better, the eunuch is a father, there are many people, many sage books have entered the dog's belly, Etiquette, righteousness and shame are all left behind, just for the fame and fortune of power, Xu Bailu has been in the Beiyang court for a long time, he sees these very clearly, he understands in his heart that those people who are respectful to themselves are not friends with themselves at all, but with the power behind him, in the deep palace, only the imperial uncle Xu Chi, the maid Pu Jia, even Zhao Qianzhi, who values him very much, Xu Bailu will not feel at ease, that personable gentleman-like scholar, the means are too powerful, and people can't figure out what he wants, people who have no weaknesses are the most frightening, not for fame and fortune, what they want is nothing more than two things, Jing Ruo is like thunder, this is the best portrayal of Zhao Qianzhi, Xu Bailu can't figure out Zhao Qianzhi, until now, he still remembers that when Zhao Qianzhi took him to a private visit, he looked at the victims with disgust and disdain, and Zhao Qianzhi looked at himself as he looked at the victims of the disaster, Xu Bailu pulled the clothes on the low table and covered the sleeping Pu Jia, although the first rain was warm, but after all, it was still a little cold.

The flowers and trees in the courtyard have already bloomed, but after the baptism of the first rain, they have regrown budding flower bones.

Xu Bailu looked at the flowers and trees in the rain and muttered to herself: "The flowers and trees are still affectionate, and they all have their own rules, but what about me?"

Born in the blessing does not know the blessing, this is Xu Bailu's understanding of himself, others don't want to be born in the heavenly family, born with a golden spoon, but Xu Bailu yearns for the life of the father, son and filial piety, brothers, friends and brothers, good wives and good mothers of ordinary people in the market, intrigue all day long, his father and emperor are wary of him from time to time, and the half-brother is like an enemy, which makes Xu Bailu feel tired.

Only by being with Pu Jia can Xu Bailu feel at home.

Looking at the sleeping Pu Jia, the corners of Xu Bailu's mouth hooked up a beautiful arc, without any superfluous thoughts, just a smile from the heart, even his mother, Xu Bailu had never smiled like this.

"Inexplicably, I will definitely get it!"

Xu Bailu learned from Zhao Qianzhi not only about merit and knowledge, but also about decisiveness, and after recognizing it, he will never regret it again.

If you want to kill him, you have to be ready to be killed.

Whoever kills, he will always kill him.

............

It was not only Xu Bailu who made up his mind in the rain, although the Pei family no longer had a source of news, but the news of the old Jianghu Lu Minghong was not broken, and Jiang Tu, the king of Jiuhe, had already avoided it, leaving only the two of them with a headache, the water was getting more and more muddy, and there was not even a trace of leeway.

The sword book in his hand, from Southern Chu, came across the sea, and it cost more than just landscape money, which shows the importance of this sword book.

And the face of the noble lady Pei Shi is not very good-looking, the original graceful and luxurious temperament suddenly sharpened at the moment of reading the sword book, she was originally a character who came out of the battlefield, and the method of self-cultivation was just to cover up the murderous aura on her body.

Although stopping the war is the essence of the soldiers, in addition to the soldiers, which of the soldiers can do it? The amazing and brilliant characters of the soldiers after the soldiers, which ones are not full of murderous spirit, and the murderous spirit that can be forged out on the battlefield can be covered up, all of which have taken a lot of thought.

At this moment, the murderous aura on the body of the noble lady Pei has approached the substance, seeing that there is about to go mad, the old Jianghu Lu Minghong's face changed suddenly, there are many soldiers and martial artists who have gone mad, the reason is that they can't control the murderous aura on their bodies, which is close to the substance, the murderous aura is easy to obtain, but it is difficult to control, this is the most headache for the warrior martial arts monk, a mouthful of essence true qi was raised, the old Jianghu Lu Minghong raised his hand and pasted a turquoise talisman on the eyebrows of the noble woman Pei, a soft green light flashed, and the murderous aura on the body of the noble woman Pei suddenly dissipated, and the look in her eyes gradually recovered。

sighed, the old Jianghu Lu Minghong walked into the rain, he did not sigh for the high-ranking tranquilizer talisman, but for the noble lady Pei Shi, tried his best to be the knife of the little emperor in the court, contaminated with many killings, in the end, it is not as good as the nonsense in the mouth of a scholar, the sword book is an edict, imprisoned by the Yin God, if there is disobedience, the Yin God does not exist, this kind of Yin Damaging Edict, only those scholars in the court who do not think about serving the country all day long and fighting for power can come up with it, the generals in the Southern Chu border army, few died on the battlefield, and many died in the struggle for power, if it were not for the old Jianghu Lu Minghong would have withdrawn from the court a long time ago, I am afraidHe is the one who is now being suspected by edict.

The noble lady Pei Shi looked at the golden edict in the sword book, her heart was bitter, but she didn't have any reason to refuse, the companion is like a tiger, being suspicious is just the most common, this edict is added, he won't be suspicious anymore, right?

The king's suspicion, the most unprovoked, plain thing, fell in the eyes of the king, I am afraid that it will derive other meanings, those so-called generals outside, the king's order is not subject to it, this is empty words, the generals who are really not subject to the king's order, how many can live safely in the court? The former general of the Great Jin Dynasty, Wang Wu, who was born in a military family, wantonly asked the king for the treasure of the field house before the expedition, which was just a means of self-defilement, to avoid the suspicion of the king, and Wang Wu, who opened up the territory for the Great Jin Dynasty, is still like this, not to mention the noble lady Pei, the inscription on the edict flashed brightly, and the noble lady Pei made up her mind, picked up the edict, and pasted it on her eyebrows.

In a flash of inspiration, the edict lost its light.

The noble lady Pei's eyes were dim for a while, and the inscription contained in the edict had been burned on her heart, this edict could exchange him for a peace of mind, in the end it was still worth it, the old Jianghu Lu Minghong sighed secretly, such loyalty, he himself did not have it, and the noble lady Pei used this edict to imprison the yin god in exchange for the king's peace of mind, if it was him, I was afraid that it would have been reversed long ago.

In the rain, those who make up their minds are all in a thought.