Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si glanced at each other, but neither spoke.

Because they all know that just like what Zheng Sleeve did tonight, many things will not stop as long as they start.

Since Lin Zhujiu thinks that they can be trusted, he has begun to tell them some old things, and has begun to tell them more things that they should pay attention to when they are against Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu, and he will not stop, and will definitely continue.

"After Yuanwu ascended the throne, he killed so many people and burned so many books, not just erasing Wang Jingmeng's existence. ”

Many people know that Zheng Sleeve is cold, but they still underestimate her coldness. ”

Lin Zhujiu smiled sarcastically, as they thought, and continued sentence after sentence.

"One of the reasons why he had to go to Changling was because of Yangshan County. ”

He was born in Yangshan County, and after launching the Changling Rebellion, Zheng Sleeve handed him a letter, the content of which was that if he didn't go to Changling, she would order the army to slaughter Yangshan County, slaughter the thirteen cities of Yangshan County, and not even let go of women and children. ”

In order to convince him of her determination, she directly slaughtered a city, and the army that slaughtered the city at that time was now the God Killer Army. ”

"Is that Jiao Weicheng?" Zhao Si's breathing began to become unsmooth, "So it wasn't the Chu army who slaughtered the city at that time?"

"The Chu army was slaughtered by the Killing God Army, but it was just forced to carry a black cauldron. ”

Lin Zhujiu said mockingly: "Even if he later went to Changling according to the agreement and finally died in Changling, Yangshan County was still ceded to Chu by her, and Emperor Chu got a big benefit in vain, so he didn't make a sound, and let the Chu army carry the black cauldron." ”

Bai Shanshui's complexion became even more ugly, "So the later Bashan Sword Field was destroyed because of the same means?"

"Not really. ”

Lin Zhujiu fell silent and said, "At that time, there was a disagreement in the Bashan Sword Field. ”

"It has nothing to do with the betrayal of a few people. ”

"Yan Xinlan felt that his death was just to end this matter, and she also decided to follow his last heart, not wanting to break what we had built with our own hands for a long time and sacrificed a lot of people to complete, and some of us didn't want to do it. ”

"This is their own different choice, just like the choice of some people in Changling now, some people choose to give up the small self to fulfill the big self, they want to see an unprecedented dynasty born, the world is unified, and there is no more war. That was that man's dream... However, many people are unhappy in the end. ”

"After all, the dragons have no leader, and they are not as ruthless as Zheng Sleeve. ”

Lin Zhujiu was silent for a long time, and then said: "He is not only an invincible symbol of the Bashan Sword Field, but most importantly, he is the head of the dragons. No one thought that they would lose him in the first place... In short, the strongest Bashan sword field in the world is so chaotic. ”

"Actually, there is no chance, if there is a chance, I would like to meet him before he dies, and I want to hear his final opinion. For this whole world and about the opinions of Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu. ”

"Is it to give up this world to Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu, let Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu do what we want to do, and establish an unprecedented dynasty, or something else?"

No one spoke up.

Because everyone sees and acts differently.

Some people, some things, according to some of the opinions and ways of doing things of the rest, may be stupid, but they are still worthy of their admiration.

The most important thing is that the hypothesis of Lin Boiled Wine cannot be established.

Because they can't go back to the time when that man died in battle, and be by his side.

Perhaps it was also difficult for that person to make a choice at that time, especially when he found that he could not completely control a qiē, and he could no longer make choices for others.

"I've been fine with the big water prison all these years, at least I can listen, but I can't do a lot of things. ”

Lin Zhujiu's voice broke the dead silence again, "So now I can't decide what to do next, since the Nine Dead Silkworms can save me from all their last resort, I want to hear his opinion, and hear his opinion on this world." ”

Lin Zhujiu raised his head, his gaze swept over the faces of Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si and the others, and laughed slowly, "You are all dragons who cross the river, and you can gather together... He is the head of the dragon. ”

The river fell silent again.

There is so much information in these words of Lin Zhujiu, too much about the past and the present, and what will happen in the future.

But thinking of the young man who had accomplished the incredible thing, Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si naturally felt that Lin Zhujiu's words were very reasonable.

"And something to be thankful for... Some people in the Bashan Sword Field, like back then, may not agree with my idea, but they will definitely have a good impression of the Nine Dead Silkworms, at least they will not become our enemies. Lin Zhujiu said softly with some emotion and satisfaction.

"It's just that after tonight, we are in Changling, but we are real lonely ghosts. ”

At this moment, a gentle and very quiet voice sounded on the vast water.

A black boat with a black mist quietly appeared on the water, appearing not far from the boat where they were.

A rickety old man was holding a penny at the bow of the boat, and behind him sat a woman with a harp, and behind the woman sat a young man in the cabin.

"Young people are just going to recover fast. ”

Lin Zhuanjiu looked at the young man and couldn't help but laugh.

Bai Shanshui looked at him, but a touch of blush appeared on his cheeks.

It's just that after all, she is a big coward with a lot of courage, a big rebellion.

So she immediately smiled proudly and said, "It's good not to die, what I say always counts." ”

Zhao Si glanced at her, laughed inexplicably, and said, "This is a coincidence, today seems to be the day of the Qixi Festival and the Queqiao meeting." ”

......

"Today happens to be Tanabata. ”

Ye Celeng stood at the head of the bridge, looking at the place where the pillar of light disappeared, she heard the footsteps behind her, but did not turn her head, and then heard such a familiar voice.

"Being affectionate is affectionate, ruthlessness is ruthlessness, Qixi and eight nights, nine nights, one hundred nights and ten thousand nights, what's the use? ”

She didn't look back and said indifferently.

Eunuch Chen, who was wearing a crimson robe, but still couldn't hide his loneliness and moldy aura, looked at her back, but smiled inexplicably, and said, "To be able to stand behind you and look at you is complete." ”

Ye Celeng didn't respond again, but she didn't leave, just stood at the head of the bridge and looked at the night sky there.

Supervisor Chen didn't speak, and he was just more than ten zhang away from her, quietly looking at the night sky, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his pale mouth.

......

"The Nine Dead Silkworms are here, she and Yuan Wu will not be happy. ”

"But if she and Yuanwu don't die, I won't be happy. ”

When Ding Ning said these two words, the voice of the eldest grandson Qianxue in the darkness no longer sounded, and it was the same as what Wutong Luo was used to, which meant that the conversation between the two people ended.

However, Ding Ning did not return to his bed, but walked to the room of the eldest grandson Qianxue in the dark.

"What do you want to do?"

The eldest grandson Qianxue's cold voice sounded, with a hint of unspeakable coldness.

Ding Ning said: "Help me heal." ”

A wave of murderous intent appeared in front of his outstretched palm pushing the door.

"It's not because it's Tanabata. ”

Ding Ning shook his head and said softly seriously: "It's just because I survived." ”

The eldest grandson Qianxue was standing behind the door, her face was still cold, but her eyelashes kept beating, her heart suddenly felt a little vicious, and she couldn't help but say, "What do you say Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu will do today?"

"Same bed, different dreams. ”

Ding Ning smiled faintly: "There are so many people who have different dreams in the same bed today, why should you care about these adulterers and adulteresses." ”

I don't care, maybe it's the attitude that the eldest grandson Qianxue needs.

If you don't care, it means another kind of care.

Ding Ning stretched out his hand and pushed open the door and walked in.

(Qixi desperately coded words, yards to full of heat, Nima, and finally the code is cool, these adulterers and adulteress!)