Eastward Flow

Chaohui Hall was completely silent, something hollowed out the heart, and the heartbeat plummeted along with the body temperature, as if falling into a bottomless abyss.Listening to Zhong Limu's speech, the queen felt very cold.

That's right, she never thought that if His Majesty hadn't chosen to die for the country, they would still be together now.The torrential rain in the summer season made the entire Wanzhou fruitless, and the blizzard last year became an opportunity for some people to take advantage of.While the army was marching northward, only the imperial capital of Jinpaowei could not withstand the troops of Yizhou, and was eventually captured by the rebels.

The rebellion came very suddenly, and it burned into a prairie fire in an instant, sweeping to the central states of Chu State.Yun Jingchen dispatched reinforcements in time, but was blocked on the bank of Liangshui.It was just such a delay that she would never see Zhong Lisuo again.

She didn't even leave anything about Zhong Lisuo, and everything about Zhong Lisuo disappeared with the fire.

If His Majesty hadn't been martyred, according to the strength of the Golden Robe Guards at that time, they would definitely be able to escort her to the shore of Liangshui, and they would meet again.Why die for the country?Death is not the best choice.

Yi Jingchen admired Zhong Lisuo's spirit of defending his country as an emperor, but at the same time longed for them to reunite after bearing the burden of humiliation.

It wasn't until she expelled the northern barbarians from the territory of Lanzhou, took over the Jade Seal of Chuanguo from Su Yanqing, and took back her home country, that she began to accept the fact that Emperor Zhao was no longer there.

It is not difficult for Xuan Jingchen to accept death, because her father, mother, and her aunt all died on the battlefield.Death is a common occurrence on the battlefield for soldiers.

Because no matter how much you cry and howl, those who can't come back will never come back.

That's why Xuan Jingchen didn't cry, she carried the land left by Emperor Zhao, carried her wish, and shouldered everything.

But she didn't think about it, it turned out that Zhong Lisuo didn't want to live, but that she couldn't live.

Xuan Jingchen sat on the dragon chair, looked at Zhong Limu who was choking with tears under the steps, tried his best to suppress his emotions, and asked, "Where is the letter?"

"Chen...Chen has already brought it here." Zhong Limu raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and tremblingly took out a short letter from his cuff.

Xuan Jingchen came out from the case, reached out to take the letter, and hastily opened it to read.Zhong Limu wiped away his tears, looked up at her seemingly calm but trembling body, cried and said: "I have ordered people to bring those two back from southern Xinjiang, and they will be able to reach Yuanzhou in half a month. The imperial sister's secret order It is in their hands, and His Majesty will then know whether what I said is true or not."

Zhong Limu looked at the woman who was not tall but tall and tough like a green pine in front of him. He bowed and knelt down to salute, with tears streaming down his face, "Your Majesty, no...the imperial sister-in-law was killed by someone. It will be a long time, but the crime of murdering the emperor must not be tolerated."

"My brother is here to beg you, to find a conspiracy for the emperor."

"She left too early."

Zhong Limu had already cried a lot at home earlier, and to bring it up now was both indignant and sad.Xuan Jingchen looked at the letter carefully, his heart was already in a mess.

Yes, if Zhong Lisuo hadn't experienced such things before his death, would he have chosen to go north? There was still time to start again.

But she is gone now, she has no choice, and some people have deprived her of the right to choose.

Xuan Jingchen took a deep breath, tightly clenched the letter in his hand, and heard himself say calmly: "Who else knows about this?"

"Except for Weichen, there are those two people, as well as the king of Nanjiang, no one knows about it." He didn't even tell Princess Pingan, because he knew that only the queen could decide on this matter.

What a great crime it is to murder the emperor, and what kind of conspiracy is hidden in the dark.

This matter is not just a matter as simple as the death of Emperor Zhao, but it may also overthrow Chao Gang.

"I understand. When those two people come to Yuanzhou, you will bring someone to meet me. I will inquire about this matter myself." Xuan Jingchen clenched his fingers, his face turned pale, "I..."

In the middle of speaking, Xuan Jingchen could no longer continue.Tears flowed down her cheeks at some point, she was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would burst into sobs.

Xuan Jingchen didn't cry when he knew she was gone, didn't cry when she left on the seventh day, didn't cry when he sent her clothes to the emperor's mausoleum, and didn't cry when he missed her.

Xuan Jingchen thought that his tears had been shed long after his parents left and after seeing so many deaths on the battlefield.She has long been used to death, so numb that she can't even shed tears for the departure of life.But I never thought that there would be a day when I lost my composure and couldn't speak properly.

Is it regret, regret, or hatred.

He didn't stay by Zhonglisuo's side all the time.

How cold is the imperial mausoleum, so a person who is afraid of the cold definitely doesn't want to lie in it, so he chooses to end his life with the warmth of a big fire.

Xuan Jingchen thought, if she personally led the troops back to aid, would Zhong Lisuo not have to choose to die for his country.

If she told Zhong Lisuo that she was willing to stay with her to keep warm, would Zhong Lisuo be willing to wait for her to be buried in the imperial mausoleum together?

Instead of what it is like now, after a hundred years, only her body will accompany Emperor Zhao's clothes in the emperor's mausoleum.

Xuan Jingchen raised his hand to cover his face, squeezed the letter paper in his hand, turned his back to the clock and left the curtain, going through the past.Zhong Limu, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head to see her back, saw her tall and straight body standing alone, and felt an indescribable loneliness in his heart.

It was only at this moment that he realized that the empress would definitely investigate this matter thoroughly, not only for the sake of state affairs, but more for the sake of the queen.

In the heart of the Queen's Wife, there is a Queen.If Huangjie Quanxia knows, she will be very happy.

Zhong Limu, who was in tears, wiped away his tears and began to sob softly.

After crying heartily for a while, Zhong Limu, who finally told the secret he had accumulated for a long time, left Zhaohui Hall.There are other mysteries about Emperor Zhao's death, which no one has thought of.

What Zhong lisuo didn't expect was that she didn't have the energy to investigate thoroughly before she died. At the beginning of this year, the queen took over and continued to investigate.

Zhong lisuo, who treated everything as if he had started all over again, had already forgotten about it when he was in bed. Anyway, no matter who tried to harm her, she would still die in the end.Now, the empress has secured her position, and the current situation cannot be changed by rebellious officials and thieves.

She enjoys everything about Le Zhengsu's new life, and she has to face everything that Le Zhengsu has to face.She wants to read Le Zhengsu's books, know Le Zhengsu's favorite paintings, know Le Zhengsu's writing, and find all excuses to cover up what she knows.

So after waking up again, she practiced calligraphy and painting for a long time, trying to be indistinguishable from Le Zhengsu.And the things you like, you have to go through twists and turns.

For example, playing the shakuhachi, first learning the flute, then Xiao and other wind instruments, Zhong lisuo played the shakuhachi at home.

Even though the queen banned the shakuhachi, there is actually no problem playing it at home.Only in the past few days, after playing shakuhachi at home, her elder sister always looked at her with strange eyes.

After playing shakuhachi in his home and being watched by the elder sister several times, at noon this day, when he met the elder sister again, Zhong Lisuo looked back calmly.

After a long while, the eldest sister finally spoke first, hesitated for a long time before asking: "Why does Su like Shakuhachi?"

It turned out to be this question, why I like it, of course it is: "Its sound is desolate and vast, but also quiet and profound, I think it can make people feel free."

Shakuhachi is an instrument that makes people feel free.The high-pitched tune is like an eagle spreading its wings and flying freely.She lived in the deep palace when she was a child, and she sat under a dwarf tree next to the tall palace wall, playing the shakuhachi, hoping that her people could fly out of the palace wall like the sound of the shakuhachi.

Fly to a world that will never be imprisoned.

But her body was not free, and she was trapped in the palace wall until her death.

The body can be trapped, but the mind cannot.In the last life, her heart was still like her shakuhachi voice, traveling freely in Chu and Kyushu.

Zhong lisuo has been trying to be a free and dignified person all her life, which is why she loves shakuhachi all the time.

Hearing Zhong Lisuo's reply, Le Zhengying nodded and said, "That's the reason, as long as Su likes it." Le Zhengying, who originally wanted to stop Le Zhengsu from liking the same musical instrument as Emperor Zhao, finally chose give up.

Forget it, anyway, if you play it at home, the sound will become more and more proficient, as long as you like it.When the queen chooses the imperial husband, just blow it up if you love it.

"Yes." Zhong Lisuo nodded, agreeing quickly.

"By the way, there is one more thing." Le Zhengying coughed lightly, and said softly, "You asked mother if she could go to the suburbs to soak in hot springs?"

"I asked, my mother said I'm not in good health and won't let me go." Zhong Lisuo nodded, thinking of Le Zhengsu's mother's gentle eyes that made it impossible to say no, he just sighed in his heart.

Hey, she really wants to go out for a walk.

"If you really want to go, would you like to go with my sister?" Le Zhengying looked at the young man with an energetic face, and said with a smile: "Today, a colleague just invited me to go to the Plum Blossom Village to soak in the hot spring. come together."

"Is it really convenient for me to go with you?" Zhonglisuo's eyes were full of surprises, and the flickering light in her black and white eyes made Le Zhengying happy too.

"Of course I can." Le Zhengying smiled, and said, "We will go together on the eighth day of the first lunar month. Mother won't know."

"Well, thank you so much, elder sister." Zhong Lisuo bowed his hands and saluted with a sunny face.

Just hearing the eighth day of the first lunar month, a familiar feeling came to my heart.The eighth day of the first lunar month, a very special day, it was the day when Emperor Zhao himself came into this world.