A thousand mountains of wind and snow

People go straight up. "

He couldn't understand what he meant by these words, but he staggered to his feet. Wen Jiang subconsciously took half a step to help him, but took it back abruptly, Wen Jiang, Wen Jiang , when did you become so softhearted!

"Master Wen, if you still have half of the original friendship, Zhao Changyu begs you, please go straight to the sky and don't appear in front of me again." Because I don't know how to face you.

Zhao Shu staggered and walked out. It was almost dawn, and there were still many things waiting for him to do. No one would protect him and make him carefree. Suddenly, he slammed the flagon in his hand. The tiles were smashed and splashed.

Wen Jiang just watched him walking step by step, he followed from a distance like a wooden man, followed, but lost his way after all, he hated it so much, why is he so powerless, can't do anything, Changyu, wait So, there will always be a day when we will jump out of that chessboard together.

It just fell on the rainy street.

14. Parting

When Zhao Shu returned, the Hou Mansion was already a mess, and even the heavy soldiers guarding the Hou Mansion disappeared completely. There was a seal on the gate of Zhu Hong. His home, his carefree His youth was locked together with this door in this ruined Changning Hou Mansion.

"Little...Little Master..." Even the servants of the Marquis of Changning barely recognized Zhao Shulai.

The person in front of him, the former light has completely dissipated from his pupils, and the aura of the whole person seems to have dissipated completely for a while, and he no longer has the feeling of being wanton and romantic, replaced by a heart as deep as ashes The powerlessness, nothing greater than death, is what it looks like now.

"Thank you, young master, for saving our lives!" A few servants from the former Marquis Mansion ran out from nowhere, and kowtowed heavily to Zhao Shu.

It's them, the most free and carefree little sons, who use their easy-to-get titles to save His Majesty and others like Marquis Changning.

Zhao Shu forced a little smile, "There will be no Marquis Mansion in the future, everyone should go back and find a place where they can live their lives comfortably, and don't thank me, it has nothing to do with you."

Zhao Shu stood in front of this lonely Hou's mansion for a long time again. The first time he came home from the palace, he was carried in by his brother through this door, right?

No, it was his father and mother who ran out to pick him up in person. He had never seen his father at that time, and he couldn't call out his father while muttering. His father said that the boy had no heart, but secretly wiped his tears away.

Now that I think about it, the so-called kindness and glory in the past are so ridiculous, but they just want to trap him in the palace and be a proton for weighing.

At that time, his father and brother supported the army and their reputation was growing day by day, but for some reason, they regarded fame and wealth as nothing and voluntarily handed over everything in their hands, and then... and then is this the price for his return?

I don't know how long I stood here, my legs and feet started to go numb, so I walked towards the prison step by step.

Brother, let me wait for you this time.

The soldiers at the gate of the prison saw that Zhao Shu was going to stop him, but Zhao Shu just stood and waited without saying a word. The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay. After all, the previous Marquis of Changning was considered a good family in Ningdu. That's right, the family suffered drastic changes again, and the left and right didn't do anything, and those soldiers had the right to turn a blind eye.

In dungeon

The jailer glanced at Zhao Changxing in surprise. In the past, when the princes and nobles were imprisoned, what they liked most was that the courtiers were wronged, that is, no matter what crimes were convicted by the superiors, they would have to make a fuss. It seemed that the charges could be cleared. generally.

Some even put in the prison and still put on the old airs, asking for this and that.

But besides asking them for a pen and ink, this one in front of him is not too peaceful.

Zhao Su looked at the paper in front of him, thought for a long time before writing a few words, and suddenly heard the sound of chains opening the door, "You are here."

"Written for Changyu?"

"It's just that I want him to burn me after I die, and leave me clean."

He held the paper with both hands and glanced at it, and it was really just an account of the funeral, saying that Qingjing was burned, "Your writing is different from before."

"People are different, after all, I let you down, a bad Gu."

But there were two sneers, "You two brothers are exactly alike, even if you can throw away the things that are sent to you and ask for those insignificant and insignificant things."

"Then what is insignificant and insignificant?"

It seemed that Zhao Changxing hadn't seen this kind of expression on his face for many years. The respect in his eyes was the same as when he was a child, but now it seemed that it was just irony.

Zhao Changxing lowered his head and smiled, "Yeah, what was delivered before me, the Jiang family and the Hou family killed each other, and then I stepped on the bloody blood of the two families to take power? Let you down, I never thought of Taking my own family as a stepping stone, what I think is just the same as when I was a child, although it is not as glorious as it is now, but at least the family lives happily together, and that is enough."

"No ambition, short-sightedness, the benevolence of a woman!"

"You're right, Chang Xing is such a person." He admitted it readily, but made people choke and didn't know how to continue.

At the beginning, neither the Jiang family nor the Hou family was a good thing, and there were some dirty tricks behind the scenes. It would not be a pity to kill each other, but he wanted Zhao Changxing to replace these two families with all his heart. Become an obedient lonely minister, but he is more willing to keep his home.

Later, when Wuzhou rebelled, he knew that his patience with him had been completely exhausted, and he couldn't wait for Changyu to step into a desperate situation, and then give charcoal in the snow and raise a good Gu, but he walked this road, he was The first Gu worm he raised, he knows how difficult this thorny road is and how expensive it is. He doesn't want his younger brother to become an insignificant pawn on his chessboard like him, and lose what he should have had early. Having innocence and wantonness, he became a deep-minded person early on. He thought that Changyu's future could be chosen by himself, and he could grow up happily.

However, he understood better, or it was the first time he saw him looking at Chang Yu with such loving eyes in the palace, and he knew that Chang Yu had unknowingly become one of his plans, the one he was best at. Isn't it just to knock people from heaven to hell, and then give charcoal in the snow, and slowly kill him like raising a gu to make him satisfied?

Therefore, no matter how difficult it is, he still has to stop it. After all his calculations, he has not calculated that he did not strangle the rebel army in the battle of seizing the throne, but that Huairou became his own strength, and he walked into it willingly. Wu Yang's calculation, and Wu Yang became grasshoppers on the same rope, just to delay time, thinking about how to adapt it in the future, this is a variable, and keeping Jiang Xi is just to bury a It's just a hidden danger.

People, once they climbed to the supreme position, they will be suspicious of those around them who used to follow him, doubt this and that, for fear that one day they will be pulled down, so he prefers to raise Gu by himself, raising a loyal and knowledgeable Gu. Confidant, this is the path he planned for Changyu, to die and survive, and finally become a cold sharp knife in his hands.

Someone brought wine and put it in front of him, "That stubborn donkey, the whole body that was bought for you with the title."

Zhao Changxing looked at the glass of crystal-clear wine in front of him, but saw his brother's stubborn appearance from the glass. He should have known that his brother Zhao Changxing was never the kind of person who was alone, this fool!

Zhao Changxing picked up the wine and drank it down. The poisonous wine took effect very quickly, and soon his consciousness began to slacken, and countless familiar faces appeared in front of his eyes. Sometimes it was Chang Yu holding his hand and walking in the cold palace , and sometimes the parents were bickering under the tree, and the father always said that he was not a gentle and gentle mother. In the future, there is also Cao Yu, who managed to crawl out of the mud, but fell into the mud again with him in the end. Those people and things that can't go back...

The scene in front of him gradually became blurred, and the familiar figure moved further and further away, "Uncle, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

The man paused, then walked out without looking back again, with the amulet lying on his palm that he had prayed for him when he went to the temple with his sister when he was a child, this road is so long and so cold, he is still alone after all go down.

Zhao Shu knew that his brother's crimes were unforgivable, and he just waited for his superiors to deal with him, but he was his brother, and he couldn't let him get lost outside. Finally, the door opened in front of him, " Zhao Changyu."

Zhao Shu hurriedly walked in, this was the first time he came to this prison, he thought that there should be no grass growing in this prison, but he didn't expect that there were lush trees planted outside the prison, which was full of hopeful greenery, often just It is the greatest torture for people in prison.

Zhao Shu didn't expect that the person he met here would be Feng Yuan. Feng Yuan handed him a piece of paper with his brother's familiar handwriting on it.

He said that if he died, he would be cremated, and it would be good to leave a piece of soil clean, and even the ends of the earth could be with him.

He originally thought that his elder brother would write a paragraph at the end to ask him to live well, but he never thought that he would simply write the poems that he had taught him countless times before.

Don't you suffer from the cold, the pines and cypresses have their own nature.

Zhao Shu stretched out his hand to take the jar filled with his elder brother.