After the failed assassination of the powerful minister

There was a bloody case in Shangjing City ten years ago.

This case happened to Zhao Wang Wei Yicheng, who was in charge of the Peking University Camp and the frontier army at that time.

Wei Yicheng became famous at a young age. At the age of 17, he led troops to repel the Turks who attacked the frontier. He won five battles and five victories. His father Wei Jingdi personally awarded him a title and gave him the title of Zhao.

In addition, he has a handsome appearance and a gentle temperament. He is the favorite son-in-law of many Huaichun girls in the capital.

When Wei Yicheng was 20 years old, he married Liu Hui, the daughter of Taifu Liu, and she was the noble concubine of Prince Zhao.The two were extremely affectionate, and it took them three years to have a child. The little son was born on the first day of the first lunar month, so he named him Wei Shuo;

However, it was such a talented general who was killed outside the Great Wall because of his hidden armor and his intention to rebel was discovered.The first emperor was furious because of this, and ordered to kill King Zhao's mansion, but before Jin Yiwei arrived at King Zhao's mansion, King Zhao's mansion caught fire.

The seemingly gentle and soft-tempered Concubine Zhao burned down the entire Prince Zhao's mansion and died for Wei Yicheng.

On the day that Princess Zhao set fire to the mansion, Shuo Wang and Cen Xian, who was still called Wei Wang at the time, fled.

At that time, the sky was dark, Shuo Wang was still wearing brocade clothes, and he and Cen Xian were laying hand in hand under a pile of dead bodies transported out of the city, not daring to make a sound.Behind them is the burning Zhaowang Mansion, the flames are so smoky, breaking through the sky, billowing thick smoke is blown in the direction of the palace.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the majestic and majestic palace is still majestic and luxurious without being affected by the thick smoke.

Jin Yiwei and the imperial guards who arrived late saved the fire. The commander of Jin Yiwei at that time made Lin Shu look at all the charred corpses in Prince Zhao's mansion, and then severely interrogated the servants of Prince Zhao's mansion who were still alive, and soon found that the little prince was missing.

They searched the imperial city and its suburbs overnight, trying to catch the escaped prince.

The new spring grass outside the city is not tall enough to cover a person's body.Cen Xian held Shuo Wang's hand tightly, leading the young son of Prince Zhao's mansion to walk in the dark night.

It had just rained a few times at that time, and the soil was slippery, and when one stepped on it, water could be squeezed out.

Shuo Wang slipped and fell, and his face was covered in black mud.

The 14-year-old boy's eyes were red, and the tears were in his sockets, refusing to fall.He raised his hand to wipe the mud off his face, and held the hand of the person next to him even tighter.

At that time, Cen Xian was only 15 years old, but compared to Shuo Wang, he seemed much more stable.He looked around, only to see ghosts and shadows all around him. In the dark night, the tall trees and the weeds in the sky looked like evil ghosts hiding life, ready to jump out anytime and anywhere, like a tiger looking for prey, to pounce and bite. break their necks.

A faint fire appeared in the distance behind him, and the faint sound of wind mixed with human voices, Cen Xian suddenly froze, remembering the last entrustment of Princess Zhao before leaving - "protect him."

He bowed his head and knelt down, and after three obeisances, he accepted Zhao Wangfei Liuhui's request.

This cannot be forgotten, and it must be done.

Liu Hui probably didn't expect that the boy she saved at Xiao Shizi's request would really protect her child desperately.

That night, when Jin Yiwei followed their footsteps to search the entire suburb, Cen Xian and Shuo Wang changed clothes.

They were about the same size, and after changing the clothes, Cen Xian said to Shuo Wang in a warm voice, "Ah Shuo, you go first, and I will come back to find you after I lure them away."

The 14-year-old Shuo Wang had no choice but to trust the only person he could rely on.

The young prince of Prince Zhao's Mansion grew up in a honeypot. At such a lonely and helpless moment, he had no choice but to believe.

Shuo Wang jumped into the cold river in spring, looking at Cen Xian's lonely figure walking far away, he had nothing to say.

In an instant, he saw Cen Xian who was walking away on the bank suddenly turned his head back, the water was sparkling, and the night was dark, he couldn't even see Cen Xian's expression.

Even the slightest bit.

And that turning around was their farewell ten years ago.

He has never seen that gentle and kind boy with dark eyes again.

Jin Yiwei's loud shouts were still ringing in his ears, he surfaced and fled all the way ashore.During that journey, he discarded all the imprints that belonged to Prince Zhao's Mansion, and changed from a noble son of gold to a dirty and messy little beggar, fighting wild dogs for food, fighting with beggars with him, and getting wounds all over his body.

Nie Hai and Wei Yicheng are old friends. After learning the news that Prince Zhao's mansion was raided and beheaded, they tried their best to find Shuowang.By the time he found Shuowang after all the hard work, he had been begging for food in Qingzhou, not far from the south of the Yangtze River, for more than half a year. His fingernails were all cut off because he competed with beggars for food.

Even so, Shuo Wang's first words after being rescued were: "Where is Wei Wang?"

Nervously, he tore at the hem of Nie Hai's clothes and asked, "Where is Wei Wang?"

It took Nie Hai a lot of effort to find out who Wei Wang Shuo Wang was talking about.

He deliberated for a long time, and finally told Shuowang that this young man who was arrested on the night Zhao Wang's mansion was burned had been interrogated by Jin Yiwei for three months.

Since then, Shuo Wang has been renamed Shuo Wang from Wei Shuo, and has not set foot in Beijing for ten years.

Now, this long-dead man is still alive, sitting in front of Shuo Wang.

He knelt on one knee, his outstretched hand was frozen in mid-air, and he retracted it without landing on Cen Xian.

"Yeah..." Shuo Wang lowered his head and lowered his voice, "I've grown up..."

Ten years have passed, and the little prince from back then no longer exists, replaced by the killer Shuo Wang.

"When you grow up, some things are not so important," Cen Xian put his hand on Shuo Wang's shoulder, his cold white knuckles sunk into the black fox fur, "don't worry about it."

Shuowang laughed twice, and spoke slowly: "When Jiang Jinyue treated your wounds, I saw your wounds."

Cen Xian's back stiffened. When he was caught up by Jin Yiwei, he was split on the back, and the injury that stretched to the back of his neck was painful.

He frowned without any trace: "You..."

Cen Xian wanted to say that it was fine, he was still alive now, those wounds might have been fatal at the time, but they all healed in the end, these wounds fell on him, he was not unwilling.

If there were no such injuries, Shuo Wang might have been caught by Jin Yiwei.

Every injury here almost became his consolation at that time.Every extra one means that Shuo Wang is still staying outside safely, no matter where it is, even if it is covered in mud and moving forward, it is better than being submerged in mud.

But his voice stopped abruptly under Shuo Wang's movements.

Shuo Wang still didn't raise his head, his index finger vainly stroked Cen Xian's chest, as if he had no strength at all.

"From top to bottom, from deep to shallow, there are no fewer than a hundred new wounds and old troubles," Shuowang said slowly, "Why do you want me not to care?"

"Uh..." Cen Xian opened his mouth to speak but in the end he didn't speak. He was silent for a while, his black eyes were like a lake throwing stones, causing ripples.

"I..." He paused for a moment, and suddenly hit a scorching water droplet on the back of his hand, scalding him firmly.

Shuo Wang cried.

Cen Xian couldn't help curling his fingers, he wanted to look at Shuo Wang, but all he could see was the top of Shuo Wang's black hair.

He sighed, his heart that had been hardened for more than ten years suddenly softened.

"I don't want to say," Cen Xian vainly tried to wipe away the tears from the corners of Shuo Wang's eyes, but Shuo Wang grabbed his hand, "I'm afraid that you will be sad if you find out."

"Actually, it's nothing. Jin Yiwei couldn't speak, and took me back to Jin Yiwei's prison—that is, I was interrogated for three months." Cen Xian avoided the serious, "As for the punishment, I forgot."

Shuo Wang tightened his grip on Cen Xian's hand.

"The commander at that time made Lin Shu come to interrogate me when I was about to die, and found the birthmark on my shoulder."

"My biological mother's name is Lin Jiaoniang. Before the Jiangnan flood 16 years ago, she was a prostitute in a small brothel in the south of the Yangtze River." Cen Xian sighed softly. "She also has this birthmark, and Lin Shu also has it. Therefore, Lin Shu believes that I am It was his nephew who saved me by changing the post."

Lin Shu rescued him and changed his identity. From then on, he was named Cen Xian and became the adopted son of the commander of Jin Yiwei.

"Later, I was afraid that people would find out that we were related, or be recognized by the former Ministry of King Zhao who knew me well, so I burned the birthmark on my shoulder with a branding iron."

Shuo Wang lowered his head and held hands tighter.

What Cen Xian said casually shocked him and made him feel an indescribable sadness.

He knew very well that Cen Xian had not had a good life these past few years.

"As for my face - I was born well when I was young. The old bustard of the brothel said that when I grow up, I will be allowed to receive customers. My mother was very scared when she heard that, so she went to find it with several prostitutes who usually fight fiercely in the brothel. He ordered a medicine and smeared it all over my face, ruining my appearance."

"Later, the pharmacist of Jinyiwei cured me."

Speaking of this, Cen Xian stopped and didn't say any more.

By accident, he survived like this. Since then, he has lived in Jinyiwei and embarked on another path, step by step until today, becoming the new commander of Jinyiwei.

The courtiers called him a traitor, and the world changed face when they heard him, but he didn't care.

But Cen Xian has been looking forward to the day when he can reunite with his old friend.

In countless sleepless nights, he counted his early years, thinking about when he would be born, and when he should hold the weak crown ceremony and choose the characters.

Thinking about whether he would have married a wife and had children at this time, living a happy and worry-free life in a certain corner of the Great Wei.

Cen Xian also thought that maybe Shuo Wang lost his life in the year he fled, but he only wanted to think about it once and never wanted to think about it again.

What he hopes in his heart is still for Shuo Wang to live his life in peace and stability, even if that doesn't come true.

Until the day when the autumn rain was cold, he came out of the imperial palace in a chariot and horse, and passed Shenwu Street.

The curtain of the car was cut, and the cold blade was sent to his neck. He fought back with the knife, and tore off the man's mask. The moment he saw it clearly, he stopped breathing, and there was a huge roar in his heart, which was deafening.

The handsome young man's face is very familiar, it is the best look he can piece together all day and night.

At that moment, Cen Xian felt that there would never be such a good time in his life——

Between life and death, they suddenly meet again.