Those years when I climbed the wall

It rains overnight in the mountains and rivers, and the flowers and willows in Jiuzhou spring.Every year is still old, so old things are renewed.

Time flies.At the end of the Chinese New Year, looking back at the battle in the suburbs of Beijing that day, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

The noise died down, and the car curtains were lifted lightly.

"Official, we're here." The voice was respectful.

Withdrawing his scattered thoughts, Mu Yunqi stood up.

Slowly walking up the steps, my eyes glanced over the still high and wide lintel, and I was filled with mixed feelings: people and things are the same, but the love is not the same...

The untuned sound of the piano floated out from the inside, intermittently.

Standing under the eaves, Mu Yun prayed to the incoming servant: "How is he?"

Wen Wen: "Because of taking the pill for a long time, the effect of the medicine has offset the cold poison, and life is safe. Only the left arm is stiff, and the imperial doctor may not be able to recover."

Nodding, Mu Yunqi stepped up the steps.

There was an angry trembling sound, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

With a pause in his footsteps, Mu Yun prayed that there would be no waves in his eyes: "You wait here."

□□, the doors and windows in the huge hall were closed.As the steps moved, the flicking corners of the clothes stirred up the scent of candle flames suspended in the air, making one faintly uncomfortable.Turning around and pushing open the window, letting the cold air mixed with plum fragrance enter his nostrils, Mu Yunqi immediately felt his eyes and ears clear.Turning around, seeing the person sitting alone turned his head as if afraid of light, raised his sleeves to block his eyes.

Allowing him to adapt, Mu Yunqi walked forward slowly.

"After practicing Buddha for so many years, you have not attained enlightenment at all." Mu Yunqi stopped in front of the overturned piano, and spoke softly, without meaning.

Slowly lowering his sleeves, a hint of mockery floated on that almost bloodless face: "If officials and ministers get along differently, I'm afraid it won't be so calm." He lowered his eyebrows, his eyes swept over and drooped weakly. His left arm: "But in the end, I would like to thank Your Majesty for your generosity. After all, I left an arm with my minister to hold the scriptures."

Putting his hands behind his back, Mu Yunqi disdainfully said, "What's the matter, you think it's too light?"

"Don't dare." The man raised his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "It's just that His Majesty didn't act decisively to take the life of the minister at that time, so it may be too late to regret it now!"

Knowing his provocation, Mu Yunqi didn't evade it: "You think you don't know anything when you ask a question, and you can get away with it by putting all the blame on Gao Shi?"

"Otherwise?" The other smiled, more and more complacent: "Don't forget the officials, the patriarchal system of my dynasty, the prince has committed a crime, and no additional punishment will be given.

"This is an old rule, not the law of the king." Mu Yunqi was not at all annoyed, "The patriarchal clan has never clearly stated that the death penalty should not be imposed on those who seek rebellion!"

"Really?" The man tapped his forehead: "However, if His Majesty kills me, he will bear the name of brotherhood. I don't know how the foreign council will comment at that time?"

Meeting those cunning gazes, Mu Yunqi calmly said, "Right and wrong have their own opinions, but I have a clear conscience, so why be afraid of outside discussions?"

Sneering, Mu Yinche stood up to help the case: "The official family has been with cousin Shao for a long time, and even the tone of their words has become so similar."

There was a slight movement between the eyebrows, and Mu Yunqi's tone remained unchanged: "You have been with him since childhood, and your temperament should be similar, but why are you so different in the end?"

"It's very different?" The man laughed: "Could it be that the officials have forgotten that the changes of cold food and Qixi Festival are all caused by someone?"

"I will never forget—it's Empress Shao, with you!" Mu Yun paused for a while, and finally sighed: "Then, you and Empress Shao are indeed worthy of being mother and son. The so-called precepts and deeds are nothing more than this." Forget it?" His eyes narrowed slightly, "I'm just confused, but everything your mother did was to push you to the throne, if you don't want to repay it, why do you want to kill her?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the person's complexion turned cold, and the tone in the eyes gradually turned gray----as expected, this was the one who poked his pain.

"If you want people to know, don't do it." Mu Yunqi raised his eyes and cast his eyes on the Zen map on the wall: "You really think that if you can hide this matter from Gao Shiju and most of the palace people, you can do it." Can you hide it from the whole world?" Flicking your sleeves and turning your back, your tone turned cold: "Killing your mother and king, even the palace servants who are pregnant, what you think and do is really outrageous!"

"Finger?" A dull voice came from the ground, accompanied by a sneer.

The door was pushed open by a force, and the guards and courtiers rushed in.

Looking back at the censer rolled down to a corner, Mu Yunqi waved his hand and screened a group of people out of the door again.

"The empress is terminally ill, I don't want her to suffer more humiliation, and finally have to die on the sickbed in the cold palace!" After a moment of recovery, the man's complexion was normal, and he pleaded.

Mu Yunqi shook his head: "You are tired of being at the mercy of others, and you can no longer hide your true nature and pretend to be obedient. Besides, Empress Shao has planned for these years, thinking that the cold food change is a desperate attempt. Seeing that the success is on the verge of failure, you can't bear it anymore, so you decide to kill your mother. Sincerely, take over the baton and make plans for yourself?"

He was noncommittal, the expression between the man's brows was plain, and he was ready to be judged by others.

Mu Yun prayed that it was difficult to hide the turmoil in his heart, and sighed in a deep voice: "Conspiring rebellion, killing mother and son, and now, have you ever had a moment of regret for what you did before?"

While pondering, a smile appeared in his eyes: "Those who achieve great things don't care about small details."

A cold feeling came from inside, Mu Yunqi stopped talking and went outside.

"The official came today, just to ask the minister if he regrets it?" The voice followed: "Then it will inevitably be disappointing."

Mu Yunqi stopped: "No, I came here today because I have something to hear from you."

"Oh?" The latter said frivolously, "Your Majesty has made great efforts to govern and open up the way of speaking, but the holy water can also be stained on me, a person who treats sins. It is really flattering!" He raised his still free right hand and stroked his left arm: "I don't know what your Majesty wants to ask?"

The person behind him shook his head: "No need, I have already made up my mind."

Strutting out, he saw the servant greet him: "Guan, that baby..."

Waving his hand, Mu Yunqi stepped down the steps: "Follow me back, you don't need to bring it inside."

Re-bathed into the dazzling sunlight, relieved.

After returning to the palace in the evening, I heard that Shao Jingheng had come for a while, but Mu Yunqi's pace of going inward was a little slow: it has been almost a month since he was stranded in Beijing, and the man was actually returning to the north long ago... Suddenly, a white shadow appeared in the corner of his eyes He rushed forward, his footsteps froze, he bent down and picked up the white cat that had rushed to his feet, and then saw a figure flashing in front of the door.

"Patch is becoming more and more vigilant. When the official family returns to the palace, it is the most prophetic." The man stood up and said with a smile.

After fondling for a while, he handed the cat to the palace man, and Mu Yun begged to bring him into the palace.

"Jing Heng, I just went to Prince Jia's Mansion." Without waiting for him to ask, Mu Yunqi confessed first.

Not very surprised, the man was only slightly puzzled: "Why?"

Mu Yunqi resentfully: "I originally thought, take Ah Nuan to let him see, and then ask him how he wants to settle here?"

"Ask him?" Shao Jingheng was surprised and disdainful: "Now he only cares about self-protection, why would he care about his children's fate?" After all, he couldn't hide his curiosity after all, "Then what would he say?"

In response to his words, Mu Yun bemoaned: "He has no remorse so far, and when he mentions killing his mother, he only mentions it as 'informal'. From this point of view, even if he knows that Ah Nuan is his flesh and blood, he won't take it seriously. So I never mentioned it.”

"Sure enough!" Shao Jingheng flicked his sleeves, and his tone changed: "The officials can think about how to deal with King Jia?"

After pondering for a while, Mu Yunqi looked at him: "What do you think?"

"Conspiracy is a serious crime, and it should be punished!" The man did not hesitate.

A little bit of meaning flashed across Mu Yunqi's eyes: "A few days ago, you only said 'handling with justice', why did you suddenly change?"

"It's the same!" The other person looked straight: "Conspiracy is a serious crime, and justice deserves death. The minister's intentions are not inconsistent! The reason why he said it bluntly at the moment is that the minister thinks that His Majesty has already made up his mind about how to deal with King Jia. hesitate."

Rubbing his forehead, Mu Yunqi felt a sense of frustration in his heart: Is my own thoughts so straightforward now?

Seeing that he was silent, Shao Jingheng continued: "Your Majesty is in trouble because there is no such thing as death penalty for a prince in my court?"

Taking two steps away, Mu Yunqi showed a tired expression: "King Jia said that he was persecuted by Gao Shiju for his treason, and the latter also confessed to the crime. If so, I should impose the death penalty on him, wouldn't it be inhumane?" Sighed softly. Angrily: "Nowadays, the government only advocates the questioning of Gao Shiju, but the crime of King Jia has been dismissed. Even if he is as strong as Ding Zhibai, he only dares to promise 'severe punishment', but you teach me how to go my own way?"

Shao Jingheng is not ignorant of this.After a pause: "King Jia is really the one who started the crime. He conspired against his superiors, murdered his mother and son, and was so cruel that it can be said that both humans and gods are indignant, and he has absolutely no repentance. If he has to save his life, he will surely come back and endanger the country." Seemingly puzzled: "Zhang Zhongyue and Ding Zhibai were suspicious of King Jia's conspiracy that day, one sent troops to rescue him on the charge of 'committing' the crime, and the other did not hesitate to remonstrate with his life to prevent the sending of troops to Xingzhou, but now they have no idea how to deal with the chief culprit , but everyone retreated?"

"The literati are cheating, they value integrity over life!" Mu Yunqi had no choice but to say, "The king of Jia has pushed it to Gao Shiju for the crime of treason, killing his mother and son, and it is difficult to convince the public with only one-sided words of one or two people in the palace. I don't dare to mention the death penalty, because I am afraid that I will be accused of flattery and incitement to kill indiscriminately." After speaking for a while, his words became vague: "Jing Heng, do you really want to see me leave a name of inhumanity in history?"

As soon as his eyes moved, the questioned frowned as if in shock.There was silence for a moment, lowered eyebrows and crossed hands: "This is my lack of thoughtfulness, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

After a moment of silence, Mu Yunqi turned around and said, "Jing Heng, you have good thoughts, but you should know that even I can't do things as I want." Looking sideways at the darkened window, those words finally followed the trend. Out: "Indeed, you have been staying in Beijing for a month, and there are gradually criticisms in the court, and there must be no master on the North Road, so there is nothing else to do. It's better to set off and return to Xingzhou as soon as possible."

Slightly startled, Shao Jingheng bowed his head: "I obey the order."

The human voice fades away.Looking around the empty hall, Mu Yun prayed slowly and said to the left and right: "I passed the decree, I am slightly ill, and I stopped court for two days, and I did not see my foreign ministers."

Fortunately, in the first month of the lunar year, there were no major events outside, and there were no disturbances after a few days of rest.At the beginning of February, the court will be restored.

King Jia cooperated with Gao Shiju in the case of treason, after the joint trial of the three divisions, a conclusion was finally reached: Gao Shiju was full of crimes, he should be punished for the crime, and has been sentenced to be cut in half!As for King Jia, since he was coerced by others to participate in the conspiracy, everyone asked to be lenient and spare him the death penalty.Pushing the boat along the way, Mu Yunqi followed the advice of Zhang Zhongyue, the political adviser, to abolish King Jia as a commoner, and sent him to Fangzhou for resettlement.

The matter was decided, and just as they were about to leave the court, they saw the yellow gate outside the palace rushing in. The report was like a thunderbolt, and everyone was stunned and silent: King Jia passed away suddenly half an hour ago!

After a while, Zhang Zhongyue came back to his senses and asked the visitor: "Why did King Jia die so suddenly?"

Huang Men replied: "I used a cup of ginseng soup earlier, and the imperial doctor tested it, and the soup is poisonous!"

Everyone looked at each other.

Mu Yunqi stood up with a stern expression on his face: "Who poisoned you, can you find out?"

Huangmen truthfully said: "The ginseng soup was personally sent by Princess Jin in the morning." After a pause, "The princess is outside the palace right now, waiting to be summoned!"

There was no sound in the hall.

Mu Yunqi's complexion changed several times, and Mu Yunqi sat back slowly: "Show her in."

The woman in plain clothes came steadily.Walking through the hall, without looking sideways, it seems that except for the person sitting in front of her, everything else here is dust to her.Stopped for a moment, crossed his hands to protect his raised belly, and bowed down.

"Jin Fu killed King Jia with poison, and she has come to apologize." Each word was high-pitched and clear.

There was a slight commotion.

Zhang Zhongyue took a step forward: "Why is the princess doing this?"

Respectfully bowing forward again, the woman's tone was correct: "King Jia conspired to commit a crime, he did not know how to repent, and he was so mad that he killed his own mother. In order to cover up his crime, he even wanted to destroy my whole family of Guo family! Such a dehumanizing and heinous crime--- -" The sharp needle-like gaze swept across the sides, and paused every word: "King Jia, shouldn't you be punished?!"

There was no movement, only the sound of breathing in.

Mu Yunqi frowned: "How do you know that he killed his own mother?"

"Yesterday, he confessed it in person in front of me!" The woman's eyes were as cold as ice, and finally a touch of grief rose: "He still admitted that the plot to rebel was his will, and Gao Shiju was just a block. Card of the Arrow."

It was quiet for a long time.

Mu Yunqi got up and looked around the group of officials, breaking the silence with one word: "Your Excellencies, do you have anything to say?"

The whole hall was silent.

"Then, let's retreat." After saying a word, he turned around.

into the night.

The clouds are light and the wind is still, and the faint starlight sprinkles the open space.

There was a creak, as if the door to the west was opened.The person in front of the case put down the book in his hand and got up to go out, only to see a familiar figure approaching from the side, before he could make a sound, he saw a sword light rushing towards his face!

Dodging and dodging, Shao Jingheng knew that the visitor would not let it go, but he only tried his best to dodge, and had no intention of fighting back, but this move enraged the visitor more and more: every step of the way, he seemed determined to take his life.

Finally retreated to the bright place, Shao Jingheng didn't move any more, only on one side of his upper body, let the sword edge pass by the skin, without leaning to one side, and placed it on his shoulder.

His eyes followed the sword, settled on the face as cold as frost, and sighed softly: "If your majesty wants to kill, even if you don't bring Mingquan, you should treat it as a sword with a handle and an open edge?"

With a sound of "dang", the blade of the sword flew out and slammed into the edge of the well.

"I ordered you to return to Xingzhou a few days ago, why did you resist the order?" Mu Yunqi was furious.

"Your Majesty didn't set a date for leaving Beijing that day, and I still have other things to do in Beijing, so I delayed for two days. Shouldn't it be considered a resistance to the decree?" The speaker was calm.

"Unfinished business?" Mu Yunqi snorted coldly: "Is it to encourage Jin Fu to poison her brother?"

Without avoiding it, Shao Jingheng looked towards her: "The minister never tried to encourage the princess to do anything, but she knew the inside story, discerned the interests and made her own decision, and the minister will never participate in this!"

"Absolutely no participation!" Mu Yunqi took a step forward: "You led King Jia to reveal the inside story, but when Jin Fu came to visit, she was outside the door and listened to what the two of you had to say. After some 'benefits', she made this 'decision' the next day, but you can still say 'no participation' as if nothing had happened, why don't you ask a three-year-old child if it's credible?" With her fists back, the hostility in her eyes was gradually overshadowed by the desolation: "Don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself! A weak woman, just because of your own selfishness, must bear the reputation of 'killing my brother' all her life. Is it the righteousness of heaven in your mouth?"

Without arguing, there was a clear sense of shame on the latter's face.Two steps forward, one hand lightly placed on the predecessor's shoulder, and said sincerely: "Whether you believe it or not, I never persuaded or forced the princess to do this, but she has doubts about the matter, and I'm just telling you frankly." Looking at the bottom of the eyes: "In fact, I have decided that if the princess does nothing, I will do it myself. In any case, I will not leave the instigator with the opportunity to do evil again!"

Looking back, Mu Yunqi's originally dark eyes reappeared with fire: "Since you have this thought, why do you want to involve Jin Fu? Why don't you do it yourself?"

With a bitter smile, the man didn't answer and asked instead: "If I poison King Jia, will His Majesty let me go lightly?"

Startled slightly, Mu Yunqi lowered his eyes.

"King Jia is a rebellious minister, and he killed his mother and son, which is extremely vicious. The princess killed him, which is righteous and slaying her relatives. His Majesty protects the princess, and there is nothing wrong with it. Even to death, it is unavoidable|Exile." In the blink of an eye, he finally paid that deep affection to him: "However, I really dare not think that without you for the rest of my life, how can I rest in peace?"

His thin shoulders trembled, and Mu Yunqi remained silent.The haze in front of my eyes gradually faded away, but a thin mist gathered around my ears and eyes, confused my thoughts, mixed feelings, and it was difficult to understand.

His lips were heavy, unable to resist, he simply closed his eyes and sank as he wished.

The red candle illuminates the curtain, and the screen is deep and leaky.Entwined to death, the wind gathers.

A night of east wind, the pear snow on the partition wall is exquisite.

Hearing a few birdsong while half asleep and half awake, the person on the couch gradually cleared his mind and opened his still heavy eyelids.Thin light enters the account, the side of the body is empty, and I feel it with my hand, and the remaining warmth under the quilt has faded away.

Sitting up with his forehead supported, he called out "Jing Heng", but there was no response.Putting on clothes and staying on the bed, followed the elegant orchid atmosphere to the desk, and saw a piece of plain paper lying under the incense burner curling up with green smoke.

Chengjing lower script, elegant and dignified: leave the hall before dawn, open the road at five o'clock.How heavy is Chunshan when the horse passes Yuanyang?

How heavy is Chunshan? ...

Ah Qi, let me go for a couple of years, until you calm down...

The scattered words that I didn't know the truth when I was hazy last night echoed in my ears.

It's like this every time, if you make a mistake, just turn around and leave!The euphemistic name is "self-discipline", but he turned around with a flick of his sleeves, but left the innocent people facing the wall to suffer. After all, who is this punishing and admonishing whom? ?

Push the door out of the room and walk into the early morning light.Raise your hand, pieces of confetti rise with the wind, dance around your body, with your own resentment and anger, half of them travel far away, and half of them land on the ground.

two years?All right... But you must know that there must be a price for returning to Beijing.