Kid, come to the bowl

Gong Xiliang cried and knocked on the stone door behind the secret passage, but Gong Li's voice never came from the other side of the secret passage.

At this moment, outside the Palace Prime Minister's Mansion, on the attic of a tavern a hundred meters away, a man dressed in fine clothes looked indifferently at the sea of ​​flames, and raised his hand to pour the sake into his throat.

"Check the corpses of the Gong family before dawn, if one is missing, I will use you to make up the number."

With dark eyes, the man threw the blue and white porcelain wine cup from the attic, and when he heard the crisp sound, he turned around and said to the blue-clothed guard beside him.

"Yes, Mr. Left Prime Minister."

When the guard in blue walked out of the room, the man's cold and shallow face showed a little guilt and regret.

"Gong Huan, don't blame me, I can't help myself."

The man closed the window of the attic, turned and left, leaving only a soft sigh.

Gong Huan, don't blame me.

The next day, the entire Celestial Dynasty fell into panic. The throne changed hands overnight. A generation of Right Chancellor Gong Huan was killed in the same night. The entire royal family was like frightened fawns, and no one dared to make a sound.

Within three days, Lu Ming, the governor-general of Zhen Guo and the sixteenth younger brother of the first emperor, ascended the throne and became the No. 30 sixth emperor of Ximing Kingdom.Dongfang Hu, the former prime minister of the left, was promoted to prime minister to assist the new king.

At this time, Gong Xiliang, who had not heard the news, was lying on a wooden bed in the bamboo house by the lake behind the forest, unconscious.

"Master Bu, my second son..."

As soon as Lin Lang saw the young man in white who was treating Gong Xiliang walk out, he immediately stepped forward to inquire.

"It's okay, it's just that I was frightened, the trauma is not serious, and it's okay to rest for a few days." Bu Shenghua took the warm water brought by the maid, washed and wiped his hands carefully, and then walked to the seat and crossed his legs. Sitting down, he asked, "How much do you know why the Gong family was destroyed?"

Hearing this, Lin Lang frowned, shook his head for a while, and said: "I don't know, I only practice calligraphy and martial arts with Young Master Li on weekdays, but I don't know about the political affairs of the right minister."

Bu Shenghua raised his eyebrows slightly, and stretched out his hand to take the folding fan on the low stool. The movement was very slow, but very elegant and endearing. He whispered, "Don't you know that?"

But when Lin Lang looked at him in surprise, Bu Shenghua went on to say: "Even you know that this has something to do with the right minister's political affairs, so now, the king who replaces the right minister and assists the right minister, isn't it The murderer?"

Lin Lang lowered his eyebrows. It's not that he really didn't know. How could he not know such a simple situation, a problem that anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance? It's just...

"If you don't need a reason to kill, then why do you need evidence for revenge?"

Bu Shenghua picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a little regret: "It's a pity that once Mingjun Zhongxiang lost his life, Xiliang's child will be fostered in my Huanxiang Pavilion from now on. As for you, go back and continue." Look for your master, Gong Li, that guy won't die so easily."

After Gong Xiliang woke up, it was already two days later, Lin Lang was not around, he remembered that at that time, the secret room was dark, he dared not leave, just kept guarding the entrance of the secret room, waiting for Shimen's Open it, and then Gong Li took him away together, but later, the stone door opened, and it was not his elder brother Gong Li who walked in, but Lin Lang, his servant, and later, later, he couldn't remember clearly... …

"woke up?"

A voice like the breeze caressing willows came from behind the screen, and a crescent-white figure walked in. When Gong Xiliang looked at it, he felt familiar, but he didn't recognize the elegant young man in front of him.

"Where's my brother?"

The first thing Gong Xiliang said when she woke up was to ask Gong Li.

"Your brother, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back." Bu Shenghua said, he didn't believe it at first, and even sent people to inquire, but there was still no news. He couldn't assure the child in front of him whether Gong Li was still alive.

"I don't believe you, I want to see Lin Lang." Gong Xiliang glared at him angrily, as if he killed Gong Li with a single word.

Bu Shenghua was slightly taken aback, walked to the bed and sat down, and asked him, "Liang'er, don't you remember me?"

"Who are you?" Gong Xiliang looked at him warily.

Looking at the little guy in front of him who was obviously very frightened and fragile, but still disguised himself with emotions, and refused to show half a gaffe in front of outsiders, Bu Shenghua suddenly felt a little sad, he really resembles Gong Li, no wonder they are brothers.

"I'm your elder brother, have you forgotten? When you were young, your elder brother often took you to play in the lakeside cottage behind the bamboo forest. I lived there, don't you remember?"

Although Bu Shenghua was helpless, she spoke softly. This child who had just lost everything obviously needed some comfort and a support.

Gong Xiliang looked at him, her bright black eyes froze for a moment, as if she was recalling something, Bu Shenghua didn't interrupt him, and let him recall, the room was filled with a touch of sandalwood, I don't know how long it had passed, and Bu Shenghua didn't interrupt him. When Shenghua thought he couldn't remember, Gong Xiliang finally spoke out, looked at him indifferently, squeezed three words from between his teeth: "I don't remember..."