Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

At that moment, all kinds of tenderness and chill came to Guan Junchen's heart one after another, for a moment he seemed to be standing among thousands of troops, not knowing how to deal with himself.

After a long time, he turned his head to look at Ye Shu, and said calmly: "Commander Ye, since you are here, you can trust me."

Ye Shu hurriedly bowed to perform the ceremony: "Of course, Ye Shu knows the Lord, so he will entrust his wealth and life to the prince."

Ye Shu's words are powerful, and his stamina is even stronger.

Guan Junchen returned to the palace calmly, and when he was lying on the bed alone, he still couldn't help thinking about this sentence over and over again.

There is no turning back here, he knows it well.

If he hesitated, not only would he lose himself, but Ye Shu's entire family and the lives of the soldiers who followed Ye Shu would all be on his shoulders.

He grew up in the royal family, fought in the battlefield for many years, and had seen too many bloodshed, so he shouldn't have looked forward and backward like this.

But maybe it's because I'm getting older, and maybe it's because I have a loved one, so I can't be like before.

People's hearts are not soft when they want to be soft, or hard when they want to be hard.

First pretending to be a person, and then unable to hold a sword.If you tie your hands and feet, you can't do big things.

A wave of exhaustion suddenly penetrated Guan Junchen's mind.He closed his eyes, in a trance, as if a sweet and soft body was pushed into his arms, calling him "brother Cheng".

He was very clear in his heart, knowing that his beloved boy was not by his side, but just a sliver of delusion born out of thin air by himself after suffering for a long time.

However, perhaps because of Yan Chunxi's absence, he would not be embarrassed, and his mind suddenly became bolder.

He quietly stretched out his hand from under the brocade quilt and probed all the way down until he could barely touch the lump under his crotch, and found that it was still weak and soft, which was very disgusting.

Guan Junchen withdrew his hand resentfully, a gloomy look flashed across his eyes.

The lack of energy in love affairs made him feel a sudden irritability and urgent desire for no reason——

If he made a move against Zhou Yingdi, he would no longer have the thought of retreating completely.

But what if you enter?

He was born in the royal family closest to power in the whole world, and he has seen the appearance of that golden dragon chair since he was a child.

In fact, who can say that he has never secretly thought about what it would be like to sit on that dragon seat.

As a prince, after all, he was too close to the throne, and fighting for it once would be a great fortune.

King Xiang understood this early on, so he launched a grand plan to fight the prince.

Back then, Guan Junchen was at a loss as to what to do between the Eastern Palace and King Xiang's power struggle, so he never thought about many things, and he didn't dare to think about them.

But now he didn't expect that he had come here step by step.

The sovereign of the world, the co-lord of Kyushu.

Can't he?

He really... can't do it?

Guan Junchen turned over and lay on his back. He was covered with a thick brocade quilt, and he felt his chest rising and falling, while his back felt a chill.

Power is such a thing, it's really evil.

The hot desire seems to be closely connected with the lower body. If there is no power there, the desire for power will become more intense.

Even after seeing so many of its terrifying faces, when one really has a chance to approach it, one can't help but tremble and want to reach out and grab it.

Guan Junchen didn't sleep well that night, many people's faces came one after another, including the late emperor, the grand master Yan, and Emperor Zhou Ying.

The faces of those people were blurred, and it seemed that there was snow in the dream, which made people feel floating as if they were in the clouds.

Distraught, he followed the first emperor as Father Huang, followed Yan Taishi as Teacher, and Zhou Yingdi called Huangxiong, but those who were close to him seemed to be unable to hear them, and moved forward without looking back. Go and leave him where he is.

In the dream, he was standing alone, looking very lonely.

……

No matter how many entanglements Guan Junchen had in his heart, the day of going to Meiwu finally came.

He got up early in the morning, and his attendants waited for him to change into a black brocade robe with gold trim, and his hair was wrapped in a golden crown, and he sat upright in the main hall.

Bai Suhan had just recovered from his injuries, but his face was still a little pale, so he sat down on him.

"My lord," Bai Suhan said softly after an unknown amount of time, "Today's facts are too important, and there are not many trustworthy people. Are you sure you won't recall Manager Wang?"

After he came back, he also learned about Guan Junchen's release of Wang Jinzhi, but how to punish him for having an affair was Guan Junchen's family matter, and he didn't say much about it, but when it came to such a big matter, Bai Suhan still felt that Guan Junchen could trust Wang Jinzhi.

"You also know that this matter is extremely dangerous." Guan Junchen said indifferently: "Since I let him go, I will never ask him to return to the mud. Fate is numbered. If you fight by yourself, you will not lack his strength alone."

Bai Suhan's lips moved, but finally he lowered his head and stopped persuading him.

The two sat in the hall for a long time, and they sat like that until noon.

Guan Junchen still looked calm, but Bai Suhan couldn't sit still, he paced back and forth in the hall, and after a while he looked at Guan Junchen and said: "It's already this hour, there is still no movement in the palace, this... ..."

"I've been waiting for a long time, and it's not too late—sit down."

"My lord, the emperor's dragon body has been ill for a long time, and what the eunuch said may not be completely true. Perhaps the emperor has not really taken this matter to heart. If the emperor does not come out of the palace today, what should I do? Is good?"

At the end of Bai Suhan's speech, his voice trembled slightly, obviously flustered to the extreme.

However, at this moment, only a long "report--" came from outside, and the attendant who was staring at Xin'er in the palace ran in, knelt on the ground and said to Guan Junchen: "My lord, my lord, the emperor is here to call Zhou Xingwei said that the general will enter the palace!"

"it is good!"

Guan Junchen stood up abruptly, his eyes sparkled, and he said in a deep voice: "Yan Yuqing entered the palace, as I expected. Although the emperor has many experts around him, if he had sent out to hunt down Xia Baimei before, there would be very few of them." , This time, if there are not too many hidden masters to guard this time, Yan Yuqing, who is all over the world with external skills, will definitely be accompanied, and now it only depends on whether Yan Yuqing will accompany him alone, or bring Zhou Xingwei to protect him."

……

Xia Baimei led Yan Chunxi down from the dry forest on the mountain early in the morning. He was familiar with the driving, and he circled around the outskirts of Beijing before stopping at the official road north of the outskirts of Beijing. Xue stepped away and looked down for a while, then turned back to Yan Chunxi and said, "It's here."

"How do you recognize this?"

Yan Chunxi was a little stunned, only after Xia Baimei stood still, he could vaguely see that this was a rugged path, but it was extremely hidden, and it was covered with fresh snow, making it even more difficult to identify and detect, even if he was asked to walk it several times, he would definitely You can't see it.

Xia Baimei smiled, turned over and got on the horse again, and said in a hoarse voice: "See that pine tree behind, it's 83 steps away, no more, no less, it's this road."

Yan Chunxi's feet were already better, so this time he just sat behind Xia Baimei, looking at Xia Baimei's straight back, he couldn't help being a little dazed.

Eighty steps and three steps away, you have to remember that it is only once a year, so how can you do it.

When Zhou Yingdi was not here, Xia Baimei must have come back to Meiwu alone.

Although Yan Chunxi thought so, he didn't say it out loud.The horse's back was quite bumpy, and he couldn't help reaching out and grabbing the back of Xia Baimei's shirt. Xia Baimei turned her head and glanced at him.

In the cold gray sky, Xia Baimei's expression was very calm.

But for some reason, in the following decades, Yan Chunxi often thought of this legendary eunuch who once joined hands with the emperor——

He always remembered the faint glance at the foot of Meiwu Mountain.

The mountain road is rugged and there are many forks, but after turning a few turns immediately, Yan Chunxi was already dizzy. Only then did he know what Xia Baimei meant earlier when he said that without him leading the way, Guan Junchen would never be able to reach Meiwu.

Xia Baimei used his long sword to draw a guide mark for Guan Junchen from time to time along the way, not just how long it took to turn in, Yan Chunxi was confused, only felt that after walking through the narrow mountain road for a long time, finally turning over a small hill, Finally, the eyes suddenly opened up——

It turned out that it wasn't until here that he really arrived at the fairyland on earth that Xia Baimei said.

Clouds and mists shroud the deep mountain stream at the foot, and there is the faint sound of birdsong in the distance.

Looking up, I saw Cangshan Mountain covered with thick frost and snow. On the top of the mountain, there was actually a graceful and unique red plum forest. The white snow and red plums faintly meet the clouds.

Picking up steps like this is like walking in the Nine Layers of Immortal Tower, which only makes people feel faintly that everything in the world is disappearing like the past.

"Master Xia, this, this place is really beautiful..."

Yan Chunxi couldn't help but sighed.

He was still a little uneasy about the fact that Emperor Zhou Ying would come here.

But seeing the scenery here now, I feel that even the emperor of the world can't help but linger here.

Without saying a word, Xia Baimei walked slowly towards the top of the mountain with Yan Chunxi after getting off the horse.

Maybe it's because he's getting closer to Meiwu, his pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes are quite deep, as if he is absent-minded, but also seems to be deep in thought.

Yan Chunxi didn't bother him too much, and obediently followed Xia Baimei all the way up, until he got closer step by step, and finally saw a hut among the gorgeous red plums.

There are young sika deer quietly following them in the forest.

It was the first time Yan Chunxi saw the deer so close, and just as he wanted to go there, Xia Baimei pulled him back and said in a low voice, "Don't disturb it."

He nodded hurriedly, so he and Xia Baimei pretended not to know, and walked towards the forest step by step, but as they walked, they couldn't help but look back.

In the cold winter, the deer has put on thicker and denser body hair, which makes it look more fluffy and playful. The big deer eyes are extremely clear, and the hooves have left imprints like plum petals on the snow.

It sees very few people, so it is very curious. Although it may not be afraid of people, it is still timid.

"There was a brown bear in the forest that scratched a pregnant doe two years ago. When the emperor and I came here, we treated the doe's wounds together. This calf is the calf of the doe that year. "

As Xia Baimei said, a trace of affection flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "This little guy has a really big life."

When Yan Chunxi thought of the appearance of the ruthless emperor treating the doe's wounds, he felt rather weird in his heart, so he didn't respond for a while.

After walking briskly for a while, the two of them had arrived in front of the hut in the forest. Only then did Yan Chunxi realize that the hut was extremely extraordinary. It stood facing a cliff at the back, and as long as one opened the window inside, one could see the mountain stream under the cliff.

It is rare in the world to have a majestic demeanor and the elegance of a secluded residence in the plum grove.

Xia Baimei slowed down his pace, took two steps and then stopped solemnly. He stepped on the snow on the path and said in a deep voice: "Not good - someone came here a few days ago. The snow here is too heavy." Solid and trodden on."

Yan Chunxi couldn't help but tighten his back, this place is so secret, if it wasn't for Xia Baimei, then it must be the emperor, or the emperor sent someone here.

He could think of this, so Xia Baimei could think of it right away, his expression froze, he didn't care about Yan Chunxi anymore, he was already floating forward like a crane on his toes.

He moved extremely fast, and rushed into the hut like a wisp of smoke, but after a few breaths, he came out and walked around the back of the hut, and never came out again.

Yan Chunxi waited for a while and was really anxious. It was quiet here, and he didn't dare to shout loudly, so he couldn't help but rushed to the back of the hut——

I saw Xia Baimei standing alone behind the house, motionless.

Seeing that there was no one else around, Yan Chunxi calmed down and called out, "Lord Xia."

However, Xia Baimei didn't respond, he had no choice but to walk over step by step, but before he could speak again, he saw what Xia Baimei was staring at blankly.

The back of the hut is only a few feet away from the cliff, but there is a tombstone standing in that square inch.

Yan Chunxi held his breath, took another step closer, and finally managed to see the writing on the tombstone clearly, and he was stunned for a moment and stood there.

——The tomb of Guan Jinning, a mountain native, and Xia Baimei, his lifelong beloved wife.

That's what it says on the tombstone.

"Master Xia..."

Yan Chunxi spoke in a very low voice, but even so, he still felt that Xia Baimei was disturbed.

Xia Baimei didn't respond, he knelt on the ground on one knee, and wiped the frost and snow on the tombstone with his fingers. He looked at the cold dead thing in front of him, as if in a daze.

"Lord Xia, Your Majesty, he..." Yan Chunxi's heart was thumping violently, he just felt that it shouldn't be, and it was impossible, but he just didn't know.

"The emperor is fine."

Xia Baimei seemed to have guessed what Yan Chunxi was thinking, and said in a hoarse voice: "You can't live in the same quilt until you grow old, but you can die in the same quilt with a smile—he is looking for a good place for me and himself."

Yan Chunxi stared blankly at the tombstone in front of him, and suddenly understood what Xia Baimei meant.

The emperor didn't go, but he erected the tombstone of his and Xia Baimei's joint burial first.

That is the Son of Heaven.

He has his mother's empress, the beauties of the Sangong and Six Courtyards, and the most luxurious imperial mausoleum repaired by several generations of emperors in the suburbs of Beijing.

But he wanted to be buried with an eunuch on this lonely mountain Meiwu.

Yan Chunxi's nose was sour, and he said in a trembling voice: "Lord Xia, the emperor clearly has a deep affection for you, why, why insist on taking your life?"

"It's the emperor himself who is afraid of being alone."

Xia Baimei stood up slowly, he turned around to face Yan Chunxi, and said word by word: "He wants me to be by his side forever, and if he can't keep me when he is born, he will ask me to accompany you under the underworld." With him and with him, this is also the same as thinking about it—when a person is dead, thinking about living.”

People are dead, but they want to live.

Xia Baimei's back was facing the tombstone, he was wearing a chilling black robe, the corners of which were blowing in the cold wind.

The long eyebrows flying obliquely into the temples are like winter snow in Chang'an quietly falling on the beauty's face overnight.

His fingers under the sleeve of his robe stroked the scabbard, and all kinds of emotions rushed into his eyes at that moment, love and hate, life and death, like smoke and dust, but in the end, everything turned into nothingness.

……

After nightfall, a simple carriage slowly drove out from the imperial city.

The driver was dressed in a gray robe and looked like an ordinary domestic servant, except for a shiny silver knife slanted around his waist. If someone with a background in the capital saw the star on the handle, he would naturally know that this person was a special person.

Yinjia Zhou Xing, the emperor's guard.

Since Chengde's reign, Zhou Xingwei's recruitment has rapidly expanded from 2000 in the previous dynasty to 8000. Not only has the number increased greatly, but the selection is also much more stringent than before.Often the centurion is already the best in the martial arts examination to enter the imperial examination, and the great Zhou Yingcai should have spread out on the vast territory, but now they are gathered at the root of the capital of Chang'an like never before.

The most noble and powerful force in the Great Zhou Dynasty must obey the orders of the emperor alone.

Guan Junchen was wearing night clothes, and the horseshoes were covered with rough cowhide, but even so, he still cautiously followed the carriage a hundred meters away.

He never dared to be careless, the driver was Yan Yuqing, the champion of martial arts handpicked by the former emperor in the last years of Linqing. The number of roads where tens of thousands of people were slaughtered.

Guan Junchen also came from a military family, and he once used his powerful martial arts to shock the west of Guanshan Mountain.

He understands the art of military strategist - there is no elegance, no dexterity, and blood must be seen when he strikes.

If he was in his prime, relying on thousands of troops to break through armor, he would still be [-] to [-]% sure that he would be able to take down Yan Yuqing back then.

But now it is not what it used to be, military officers are no better than civilian officials.

When a person's strength is the greatest in life, he is a young man in his 35s and [-]s. From [-] to [-], every step he takes, his energy and spirit will decrease by one point, and step by step, step by step will go downhill.

Yan Yuqing just turned 40 this year, but now he is nearly [-] years old.

Martial arts are ruthless, and years are even more ruthless.

The old success calculations have been quietly reversed, if he is asked to fight Yan Yuqing, I am afraid that now he only has a [-]-[-]% chance of winning.

What made him even more jealous than Yan Yuqing was that it was reported by the informant earlier——

Another person, a tall, thin man in black, got into the carriage with the emperor, and the informant could not recognize him.

General Zhou Xingwei had to pretend to be a coachman, but this man could ride with Emperor Zhou Ying, and it was obvious who was more trusted.

Guan Junchen could only think of the man with extraordinary martial arts that Xia Baimei mentioned in his mouth to chase and kill him.

He was born in the royal family, and he was the most beloved heir of the late emperor, so he could naturally read many secret histories of the palace, but he did not reveal them to Xia Baimei.

There were only a few people in Shenglongwei in the previous dynasties, and the world rarely knew about it, but he did hear about it.

Shenglong is the person who carries the sedan chair for the dragon.

The most silent shadow around the emperors of all dynasties.

Although Zhou Yingdi's trip to Meiwu was secretive, he not only brought Yan Yuqing with him, but also a rising dragon guard.

Guan Junchen knew that Sheng Longwei was probably the person with the highest martial arts in the palace, so he had to be extremely careful. Once he got within a hundred meters, he was not sure that he would not be discovered with his martial arts.

When he walked all the way to the outside of the city gate, Bai Suhan followed him. He was dressed in black and covered his face with a black cloth, so it was hard to spot him in the night.

"My lord," he lowered his voice extremely low, "Your lord's expectations are right. The three hundred star guards are following far behind."

Guan Junchen's eyes flickered coldly, he smiled coldly and said, "Sure enough."

He and Xia Baimei had disagreements before.

According to what Xia Baimei said, Meiwu is a secret place where he meets the emperor privately, the emperor will never let too many people know, even if he kisses Meiwu, he will only bring one or two with him cronies.

But he always had doubts about this, Emperor Zhou Ying was suspicious by nature, and this time he did not go to Meiwu with Xia Baimei, I am afraid that it might not be because of affection.

Today, when he learned that Yan Yuqing had entered the palace, he felt faintly in his heart that Yan Yuqing was probably here to guard Zhou Yingdi, and also meant to take command of Zhou Xingwei immediately just in case.

Guan Junchen was thoughtful, so he asked Bai Suhan to follow far away early in the morning, keeping a close eye on Zhou Xingwei's movements, and now it really did as he expected.

Guan Junchen originally wanted to make the situation as small as possible, but now that Zhou Xingwei has been involved, he is bound to use the tiger battalion in the suburbs of Beijing.

"You know where to go." He patted Bai Suhan's shoulder.

"Yes, I'll go see Commander Ye right away." Bai Suhan nodded and saluted, and then disappeared into the night without a sound.