After the failed assassination of the powerful minister

"Wei Changle, courtesy name Wuyou, the younger sister of the first emperor, Princess Wei, poisoned a concubine because of her mother's concubine Cao Yuan's mistakes when she was young, and was ordered to go to Zhaosin Temple to chant scriptures to save that concubine for a year."

Jin Yiwei's voice sounded from below, Cen Xian frowned and listened, he didn't let Shuo Wang go, the young man stood beside him, listening carefully to every word of Jin Yiwei.

From Cen Xian's point of view, if he guessed right, he shouldn't hide it from Shuo Wang, it was Shuo Wang's matter, and he should know.

"Later, Wei Changle and a monk in Zhaosin Temple promised each other for life, and the womb was secretly tied."

Cen Xian shrank his hand holding the bamboo chair.

"But that child is said... to be stillborn when it was born in Zhaosin Temple."

Cen Xian's eyes paused slightly, could it be that he guessed wrong?

Jin Yiwei, who was kneeling at the bottom, continued: "Master, that's all we found. We recruited people to obstruct us during the investigation, and it didn't go well. This eldest princess has her own power, and it's not small."

Cen Xian tapped his fingers on the armrest, his drooping brows and eyes were rimmed with gold by the flames.

"Then what's the name of that monk?"

"The subordinates are incompetent and have not been found out, but he is called Jingxin."

The name of the Dharma is Jingxin...but in the end, the six roots are not clean, and he falls into the world of mortals, falls in love with the princess of Wei, and has a child.

Shuo Wang held his chin and felt that the affairs of the royal family were really...unfathomable.

The Jin Yiwei said again: "Master, the Buddhist bead in your hand is indeed the monk named Jingxin. According to the information found, this Buddhist bead is a token of love given to him by the eldest princess."

Cen Xian twirled the beads and coughed in embarrassment, Shuo Wang's face turned green, and he looked at the string of beads with unfriendly eyes.

Damn it, he put someone else's relic on Cen Xian's hand!Besides, this is someone else's token of love, and the fate of this lover is not very good!

This made Shuo Wang feel stuck in his throat, and his eyes seemed to want to stare at the string of agarwood beads!

As soon as Jin Yiwei left, the gangster stepped forward to take off the beads from Cen Xian's hand, and Cen Xian raised his hand, "What are you doing?"

Shuo Wang said, "It's unlucky."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and took off the string of Buddhist beads from Cen Xian's hand.

This Lao Shizi's token of love has fixed the person to death, what is it called "breaking the disaster", it is really unlucky!

Cen Xian smiled, and his eyes fell on Shuo Wang.

Since meeting each other, Shuowang's temper has been restrained a lot, he is not as arrogant and unrestrained as when we first met, he is a lot better, the whole person is like a big cat that has been groomed, always around him anxiously.

Probably in Shuo Wang's heart now, Commander-in-Chief is no longer that old fox with strong martial arts and deep thoughts, but has become a fragile, innocent and sick little white rabbit, who needs to be taken care of.

If the people in the court knew what he was thinking, he would probably yell at the commander for using that face to confuse people again!

And let Jiang Jinyue judge, he would probably say sadly: "The color makes the mind faint! The color makes the mind faint!!"

But at present, except for the Commander, no one knows what Shuo Wang is thinking. The handsome young man knelt down, put the Buddhist beads into his arms, raised his head and asked Cen Xian: "The reason why you checked the eldest princess is because she gave the little emperor Did you mean a marriage?"

"Half, it's just that the eldest princess covered her up too tightly, and Jin Yiwei didn't find out why." Cen Xian half-truthed, and then changed the subject, "As for marrying Cao Xu, the Queen Mother couldn't think of such things."

"She wants to marry the little emperor a queen," Cen Xian put his hands on Shuowang's black hair, and explained earnestly to Shuowang who hadn't stepped into the imperial court or went to Beijing for ten years, "Foreign relatives to restrict me and King Jing."

Since the death of the first emperor, the empress dowager has been like a weed without an owner, falling down with the wind, and fearfully leading the little emperor to live in the cracks between Cen Xian, Chen Xiang, and Wei Chen.

Now that Chen Xiang died, the relationship between Wei Chen and Cen Xian gradually became ambiguous... After all, Chen Xiangyu was brought down by their joint efforts, and now that Cen Xian is still in touch with Wei Chen, the Queen Mother will be worried.

Having been with the queen mother for several years, he knows the queen mother's temperament very well.

"She was afraid that I would disobey the late emperor's edict and push Wei Chen to the throne." Cen Xian sighed, "I don't mind doing this, the little emperor is stupid. The soldiers and horses in Shuomo are staring at Shuomo, relying on a foolish little emperor and queen mother will not be able to defend the Great Wei."

When Cen Xian said the word "dead", Shuo Wang slightly tightened his grip on Cen Xian.

"Although Wei Chen has a bad temper and is a little perverted, he is not a good material to be an emperor," Cen Xian said softly, "but he can listen to opinions widely. Can keep it."

"But Wei Chen, like his father Wei Xuan, is a person who abides by his duties as a courtier and will not dethrone the emperor to ascend the throne. If he is only a courtier, he will not be able to really restrain those ambitious people."

"I stayed in Shangjing in the end not only to reverse the case," Cen Xian said, "Do you still remember what the prince taught us?"

Shuo Wang held Cen Xian's hand tightly, and the memory passed through, and the scene of King Zhao teaching them to read word by word emerged.

Fengshen is a handsome man with a refined temperament, dipping a pen in ink and writing on the rice paper. When he was young, he and Cen Xian lay on the desk to watch him write.

Wei Yicheng's expression was almost pious.

Write on the paper: "Take the country as the country, and the world as the world."

Shuo Wang said in a deep voice.

"I will be with you," Shuo Wang said in a low voice, "I will reverse the case with you, and guard Dawei with you."

"I've been in the military camp for the past few days, and I've learned a lot from Shen Jun. If the Turks commit crimes, I'll fight for you."

Cen Xian laughed softly: "You are a small soldier at best now, what I want is a general in charge of the armed forces, you are still far behind."

Shuo Wang drew circles on Cen Xian's knee with his fingers, a slight itchiness came up along Cen Xian's patella, and Cen Xian couldn't help but hold Shuo Wang's fingers.

"It's too late," Cen Xian said, "go to rest."

Shuo Wang smiled and said, "Go to sleep first, I'm going to practice sword."

Cen Xian was already tired. Ever since Jiang Jinyue gave him the poison, he was easily tired after drinking the medicine, and he would have a headache if he didn't rest. It was too late to review the memorial two days ago, and he accidentally coughed up some blood, which made Shuo Wang feel tired. Scared enough.

He rested on the bed, and Shuowang turned off the light.

In the dark night, Cen Xian felt that a pair of eyes were falling on him vaguely, and after a while, a pair of hands came over to tuck him in the quilt.Then the back door creaked, and Shuo Wang went out.

Shuo Wang took out the circle of Buddhist beads in his arms.

What a coincidence, how could Cen Xian go to investigate about the beads as soon as the host gave him the beads?

It is understandable for him to check the princess, after all, the younger sister of the first emperor does not seem to be a good troublemaker, and she even arranged for the queen mother to find a queen for her 13-year-old mentally handicapped child.

He was looking for Cao Xu from his mother's concubine's family.

However, there was something wrong with the Buddhist beads, so Jin Yiwei said it specifically.

Guessing that Cen Xian didn't want to hide it from him, otherwise Jin Yiwei wouldn't let Jin Yiwei say it in front of him, so what did Cen Xian guess?

"Mutual promises for life, but the womb is secretly knotted."

Shuo Wang looked down at the Buddhist beads in his hand, turned back to his room and took out a long dagger and several darts, jumped over the wall of Cen's residence, and flew out like a vigorous swallow, without waking anyone up. people.

The Zhaosin Temple was still flickering with lights.

The Buddha looked compassionate, and Avalokitesvara stood beside him with downcast eyes, holding a clean bottle in one hand and standing in front of him with the other, as if he was chanting sutras in a low voice.

The abbot of Zhaosin Temple was wearing cotton and white monk robes, kneeling on the ground and beating wooden fish.

The distant sound spread in the hall, almost mixed with some Sanskrit words as thick as a bell.

Suddenly a tall figure appeared behind him, with a waist card hanging on his waist, engraved with the word "worry".

The man wore a mask and looked at the host's back with pity, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards the host's head without hesitation!

Almost at the same time, a sound piercing the sky suddenly came from behind, and the silver-white dart hit the knife, making a clear clanging sound——

The man in black felt a sharp pain in his mouth, the knife in his hand was instantly deflected, and the dart plunged into the beam. The host jumped up in shock, and the man in black turned his head suddenly, and saw the instigator standing at the entrance of the main hall, with eyes like Staring at him like a wolf.

"It's you again." Shuo Wang said, he quickly moved to the side of the man in black, held the long dagger that was about to go towards the host again, and threw the host aside like a chicken with his backhand!

A flash of anger flashed across the eyes of the man in black, and with a flick of his hand, the strong wind passed by, all the doors and windows of the main hall were closed, and the host, who was about to escape, slumped on the ground without dignity!Then the man in black opened and closed to attack Shuo Wang!

The long dagger was not as good as the long knife, and Shuo Wang regretted that he didn't recite his horizontal knife.

The long dagger crossed under the blade of the long knife, tilted the blade up, and then Shuo Wang clasped the man in black's hand in an extremely twisted posture with his backhand!He pushed hard, and the two of them took several steps back. The man in black slammed into the beam with his back, and the two blades were pressed tightly between the necks of the two of them!

"I didn't intend to hurt your life," the man in black said hoarsely, "You came here to seek death."

There was a mechanism hidden in his sleeve, and a few finger-thick spikes popped out!

Synodic pupil earthquake, secret channel is not good!

The blades collided, and the two separated suddenly, a nail brushed Shuo Wang's neck and flashed past, if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have directly sealed his throat with a nail!

But soon he couldn't say he was lucky.

That nail is actually fucking poisonous!

Shuo Wang greeted the [-]th generation of the ancestors of the man in black in his heart, wondering if this man went to Jin Yiwei to steal his teacher, why does he like to quench poison on weapons? !

The sects of the rivers and lakes don't have as much thought as they do!

Toxic attack, the pain spread across all limbs instantly, his teeth trembled, he thought in a trance that he was about to die from poison, which made him unable to move for a moment, but at this moment, the knife of the man in black had already pierced into the monk belly.

The blood splattered, and warm blood sprayed on Shuo Wang's face.

Shuo Wang saw him turn his head back, the sneer flashed in his eyes, he threw the bloody long knife aside, and then went out very arrogantly!

The host opened his eyes wide and twitched on the ground.

Shuowang gritted his teeth, took a few steps, walked towards the host, and helped the host up.

The host was still sane, he looked at Shuowang's face, and thought for a moment that he saw his brother Jingxin, but soon realized that his brother had died more than 20 years ago and there was not even ash left.

He caressed Shuo Wang's face with his blood-stained fingers, and whispered, "You and...cough cough, Jingxin...really alike..."

"What did you say...?" Shuo Wang's brows were furrowed tightly, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't hear what the host was talking about.

"Your father...is...my...senior brother," the host said with difficulty, "You are...the child of...Jingxin...and the princess...to break the disaster...it is...your father gave you... I took..."

Shuo Wang's eyes widened in shock, before he could ask further, the host tilted his neck and died!

He was about to leave when the door suddenly slammed.

Synodic: ...

Damn!

"Master...it's time to rest..." The little monk pushed open the main hall door, and let out an earth-shattering scream——

"Ahhh!! Kill! Someone killed the host!!"

The author says:

Shuowang, a proper kind of injustice;

Excerpted from "Six Relatives and Five Laws of Herdsmen in Guanzi"