Huaibi

A contemptuous snort came from the opposite prison, General Yuan hated the characters most in his life, which were "rebellious ministers and thieves" and "pious and dignified".

Now that the rebellious ministers and thieves have fallen on him, his sanctimonious appearance is in front of his eyes, which is a ridiculous show.

If he didn't know how badly the painting that was a disaster had hurt him, it would be hard to say that the scene of his father's kindness just now would not make him feel emotional.It's a pity that the matter has come to the present, and in his eyes, people who keep saying that they want their parents to do the right way are already duplicity, and their hearts are despicable.

The night is gradually falling, and the afterglow of the sunset is fading away, making the fire on the hanging wall between the secluded corridors brighter.

He Bingrong heard the cold snort just now, and moved his palm away from He Jinyi's face. Seeing that the medicine had already taken effect, He Jinyi seemed to be unconscious, but his brows were furrowed in puzzlement, and he was still pregnant. Full of worries.

He reached out his thumb and rubbed it lightly, without raising his head, he said in response to General Yuan's voice: "My son's life is bitter, and there are thousands of glory and splendor to enjoy, and the clinker will go to the underworld before the clinker reaches the weak crown. It's strange. It's just my father's short-sightedness, and my misjudgment of others."

After the words, he squinted half his eyes in disgust.

General Yuan was stupefied by his stare, he was stunned for a long time before he was convinced that the words were meant for him, and that the person who misunderstood what he said undoubtedly meant him, and suddenly felt furious.

He was originally a rough-tempered man, and after decades of being a minister, he had managed to develop some courteous etiquette, but he was usually stationed far away at the border, and the camp was full of bold and unrestrained men. You misjudged me, but I didn’t misjudge you! Well, He Bingrong, I did not wrong you 20 years ago. I saw that you have a good spirit, and you are different from others. I don’t want to be the same as those slanderers The minister is no different, but he tried to curry favor with me with a scroll of broken paintings!"

"I'm flattering you, so you don't have to." He Bingrong got up and left He Jinyi, walked closer to the door, and blamed him in every possible way, "20 years ago, you sternly refused, so why are you revealing the past now? Sue me to the Holy One?"

General Yuan was at a loss. Twenty years ago, how could there have been any strict words of rejection?

"Nonsense, I will not agree with your theory!"

Seeing that he refused to say anything, He Bingrong suddenly became angry and raised his voice at him: "Back then you said you would not join forces with me, but kept that painting to appreciate alone, and now you are being criticized and dragged me into the water! If you didn't tell me, who would know that there is such a scroll of old paintings in my He residence! Well... well... I, He, will die soon, so I should take you to be buried with me!"

General Yuan only thought that he lost his mind and went crazy.

The sound of footsteps came from the other side of the prison corridor, although it is unknown who came, but no matter who it was, they should never have seen the two of them arguing, if they were locked in the same place, General Yuan could only wish to cover his mouth quickly.

But things didn't go as expected, He Bingrong seemed to be a different person, and he didn't see the gentle and elegant appearance in the mouth of the courtiers, so he taunted him for a long time: "As the minister of the dynasty, I have enjoyed wealth and honor throughout my life. Eating in the underworld is not like you eating and sleeping in the open, and spent half your life in that grassy land, you will remember your loyal fate very well!"

The sound of footsteps stopped, and under the obscure torchlight on the corridor wall, Emperor Hongxuan looked over with a pale face, his eyes flickering with anger.

For a moment, everything was silent in the prison, as if the crying and pleading had stopped. He Bingrong knelt down in surprise, and after bowing his head, he showed some relieved smiles that no one could see.

General Yuan was surprised for a long time, seemed to understand He Bingrong's intention vaguely, but was not very clear, and after a long while, he slowly clasped his fists and bowed, and bent one knee to Emperor Hongxuan in the posture of a general.

The soft armor all over his body rubbed lightly, which was especially harsh in the silence.After a while, a heavy thunder exploded in the clear sky outside the prison window, and lightning pierced the nine heavens.

The spring rain falls, drop by drop, until it pours down in succession, washing the capital city.

The He family, which used to be full of favors, was sentenced to criminal responsibility overnight, and all the families were sentenced to be beheaded.And the Yuan family, who should have been guilty of the same crime, retreated without knowing why, and was still in the name of a hero protecting the country. In the blink of an eye, even the guards outside the gate of the house were completely removed.

While the people in Beijing were amazed, someone whispered that the Dao He family's master Shang Shuling, who had conspired against him, disappeared in the prison at night, and now there are only a group of innocent family members waiting to be beheaded, which is really pitiful.

The people in the imperial city were afraid of what was being said, and scattered like the wind as soon as they left the city gate.

He Bingrong died in prison, and there are only a handful of people in the world who know the cause, and one of them is Yuan Jiang.

General Yuan is still in a dream, he has killed thousands of enemies in this life, and countless lives are finally in his hands, but the death of He Bingrong is the only one that shocks him.

At that time, Emperor Hongxuan personally interrogated the two of them, and they were released only when they were locked up. He Bingrong rushed like a tiger, as if he was going to die with him.During the entanglement, He Bingrong slammed into the cell door. General Yuan was eager to protect him, and without thinking too much, he stretched out his arms through a cold grille, and wrapped his arms around his neck forcefully.

He Bingrong let go of Emperor Hongxuan, and stretched out his hands to tightly grasp the arms above his neck, but the strength in his palms did not push outwards, but tightened tightly in the dark, as if he was self-harming.

General Yuan felt something strange, and immediately restrained his strength in extreme surprise, and at that moment, he heard the four characters with a weak breath in his ears.He was distracted for a while, but he saw He Bingrong put his palm on the side of his head, tilted his head and slammed it hard against the fence, the iron marks on it were rough, his male acupoint was fragile, blood flowed profusely instantly.

From the eyes of others, he single-handedly ended his life.

Others only know that General Dao Yuan has meritorious service in escorting him, and his loyalty can be learned from, but they don't know that it is He Bingrong, a weak civil servant, who sacrificed his life to make his whole family of Yuan family safe.

The emperor's kindness is mighty, give him innocence, and reward him with a thousand pieces of gold.

When General Yuan bowed his head to thank him, the scene of 20 years ago flashed before his eyes.

At that time, the moon was like a hook on the southwestern border, and He Bingrong came at night. The westerly wind outside the Great Wall blew dust all over his body, and Luoluo patted his official robes. delivered.

Another scene flashed, and the two of them climbed the tower together, and he uttered bold words to the world, in exchange for a sentence "the state-owned general is the blessing of the common people"-it turned out that it was not He Bingrong who harmed him, but it was he who rose up and killed him. Send to dead end.

The moon of the night worshiped him so that he could go away, and the words of that night became his elegy. To this day, he owes the He family a debt.He never owed anyone inside the battlefield, but he was burdened with more than twenty blood debts outside the battlefield. How can he live the rest of his life?

General Yuan felt that he could not groan, so he closed his eyes and saw the last scene. It was He Bingrong who gave him the four words before he wanted to die.These four words lingered in my mind for a long time, as slight as leaves moving, and as heavy as a mountain tremor.

Dao, my son... is still alive.

There is a sound of cool rain, like weeping and mourning.

It was night, the moon was dark and the wind was fierce, a figure in the sky prison was covered with a cloth, and he walked out in the rain.

In He Jinyi's dream, the river broke down and the mountains fell, the earth was cracked like a moat, and the fishy clouds spread all over the wilderness, falling straight down from the sky.As far as the eyes can see, there is only one intact place, which is the majestic Qianqing Temple, standing still in the chaos, probably the place where the imperial power is, and it cannot be broken even by a thunderbolt.

Feeling uneasy in his heart, he slowly climbed up the steps towards the main hall, the surrounding sounds were completely silent in an instant, only the sound of footsteps remained in his ears.After entering the hall, there was a person standing with his back on his back, and he was kneeling down with his robe lifted. The person kneeling with a dragon robe on his body was the real dragon emperor in this world.

The emperor was furious, and a volume of red and vermilion documents, writing a sea of ​​crimes, was thrown in front of him heavily.

The man in front of him couldn't kneel down, and he didn't give a word of excuses, but the vicissitudes of life were calm, and he took off his gauze hat solemnly.He Jinyi's eyes were sore, but in the blink of an eye, he saw the black gauze hat in the man's hand turned into a head on his neck, and the severed neck was still dripping with thick blood...

He Jinyi opened his eyes in horror.

The tragic image in the dream dissipated, and there was an extremely familiar person beside him, and the bones of his hand were about to be crushed by him.

The room was pitch-black and unidentifiable, and there was a sound of panting. It was clear that the room was full of darkness, but He Jinyi felt that his eyes were bloodshot.

After a long time, his breathing calmed down, and a ghost of the bed curtain gradually appeared in his eyes.The strength in his palms dissipated, his whole body was weak, cold sweat soaked through the fabric of his back, and he gradually felt the pain from the whiplash.

Although Ping Huaizhen couldn't see him clearly, she knew that he was awake, so she didn't dare to call him, and slowly put her hands on the side of her face, as soon as Fang touched him, she felt him tremble, and then her eyes rolled down with tears , wet your palms.

He Jinyi has never been a confused person, and he already understood it without asking.

It's just that I didn't expect that what my father said when I woke up turned into a farewell.

The rain outside gradually stopped.

He Jinyi opened his eyes silently and looked at the darkness in front of him since he woke up, until the rain stopped and the wind cleared, the thick clouds cleared away, the dawn moon and cold stars reappeared in the sky, and the clear light sprinkled into the window, making his vision a little brighter.

The tears around his eyes had already stopped, He Jinyi stared at the curtain with empty eyes, a human voice suddenly came from his ears, it was Ping Huaizhen who was cautiously whispering numbers to him, his voice was dry and hoarse, not as mellow as pearls in the past : "From now on, you can no longer be He Jinyi."

He Jinyi seemed to be neither sad nor happy.

From then on, there was no more He Jinyi.

If there is only one person missing in the world, and if his family is missing in the court, there will be more grievances, hail and frost.It's a pity that the blue sky is hard to see, and Shen Xue has nowhere to go. He wants to bear the crimes of the He family forever, but he must live frankly, because when he parted, his father still didn't forget to teach him the way of being a human being, and he didn't forget to use the sentence "body and skin , by his parents "shackle him.

He Jinyi could no longer feel the pain.

"Qingjue..." After a while, he murmured to himself, his voice was as light as a sharp knife cutting Ping Huaizhen's body, "There is no more Jinyi... only... Li Qingjue..."