Handbook for Avoiding the Court

It has been snowing heavily on the northwest border for a full month, and the winter snow has covered the entire barrenness of the northwest region, but it cannot conceal the desolation and coldness. The snow is beautiful, but for the soldiers in the northwest, it is so cold, so cold Down to the bone, the blood was gone long ago.

Inside the handsome tent, it was freezing cold, and there was an ordinary charcoal fire, with unburnt green smoke emitting from it. The choking military doctors couldn't stand it any longer, so they cupped their hands and said, "My lord, why don't you change the charcoal fire?" , this... is really not conducive to your body's recovery."

King Ming's sharp eyes swept over the charcoal basin, and then glanced at the military doctor. He had just changed his medicine and felt much better. King Ming smiled and said, "What's wrong? The soldiers outside are still starving and freezing. The king's greed for pleasure here does not chill everyone's hearts?"

Although it is a joke, it is sonorous and powerful, and no mistakes are allowed!

The military doctors stopped talking and all retreated, leaving Qian Chun alone by the couch.

"My lord, I really don't understand, it's just a pot of charcoal fire, you don't have to be so frugal..." Qian Chun was really not afraid of death, so he brought up the topic again.

That's right, it's just a pot of charcoal fire. As a prince, even if you use the best animal gold charcoal, so what!Who dares to speak up!

But King Ming didn't think so!

He can enjoy himself, but those soldiers, in winter, have no warm clothes and no food to eat. Every time they receive a reply from the court, they end up with those repeated words: the treasury is empty, it is really helpless.

The emperor in the court who was scoffed at by King Ming seemed to have pinpointed the seven inches of King Ming, and would not surrender, rebel, or abandon.

King Ming was probably the poorest royal family member in the entire dynasty. For money, he could sell officials and nobles, hook up with salt merchants, and severely detain merchants. He even sold his own son and himself at the same time.

This is really the biggest joke in the world!

"Cough, cough, cough!" I don't know if it was coughing from the pain of the wound, or the green smoke from the charcoal fire, or maybe it was the memory of some unbearable past.

Qian Chun picked up the copper fire pliers on the ground, moved the charcoal fire, and grinned angrily: "The imperial court is really stingy! The charcoal that is set here is wet and damp, or the lowest-grade charcoal! The poor-quality charcoal that was not needed was allocated to us! The poor 20 troops are working hard..."

"Shut up! You are getting more and more presumptuous!" Ming Wang swung his palm, Qian Chun squatted down, and fell to the ground, with a face full of charcoal, which was very funny.

Suddenly the curtain was pulled open, and a biting cold wind came in. Qian Chun shivered and sneezed hard.

"Marshal, it's not good!" A servant cried loudly, kneeling on the ground.

"Are there any rules, won't you report it!" Qian Chun stood up and wanted to criticize.

This fellow probably forgot that he once behaved exactly like this attendant.

King Ming waved his hand, and Qian Chun withdrew.

"Why are you so panicked?" Duke Ming hoarse, vaguely feeling bad news.

"My son... he's gone!" The attendant raised his sleeves and wiped his face fiercely, then kowtowed a few more times and said, "You little ones are incompetent!"

"I see, you go out..."

After all, King Ming was King Ming, so he remained calm, neither cold nor indifferent, neither sad nor happy about such a shocking news.

The attendant backed away in panic.Maybe he should have been thinking about whether the lord's grief and anger were too much, so... But he was just a servant, and he retreated silently, not daring to say more.

In the big tent, only King Ming was left. For a moment, he felt that his indifference was too much. His son was gone, as if he was just gone, but when everyone dispersed and he was left alone, he realized that it was not So, he is also human!People's hearts are made of flesh!

The wound on his chest throbbed violently, and the pain was convulsive. His hands clasped the military quilt fiercely, and his joints turned white and numb until he trembled.

That was his own child, a child who made him extremely proud!In the few days he spent with him, he never complained, never made him worry.

He didn't believe that his son would be willing to degenerate and take Wushisan, but the facts were in front of him. He wanted to save him, but he was so pale and powerless. He knew that those people with ulterior motives were framing his child, but he beyond reach!

"At the beginning of spring next year, my tiger and wolf masters will crush you! Rebellious ministers and thieves!" King Ming's complexion was pale, his eyes were plunged into a vortex of deep hatred, so that Qian Chun reported several times outside, He didn't notice either.

Qian Chun had no choice but to walk into the tent softly with hot tea in his hand, as soon as he saw the prince's appearance, he knew that something was wrong.After hesitating for a long time, he finally opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, the messenger has sent news that a woman is begging to see you outside the camp and has sent you a token. I wonder if you would like to see her."

After saying that, Qian Chun took out a butterfly jade pendant from his bosom, and handed it to King Ming.

King Ming glanced down at the jade pendant, his breathing was a little rough, although he didn't want to hide his disappointment too much, but at this moment his grief couldn't be concealed, he took the jade pendant, put it between his sleeves, and felt his throat hard After swallowing a few times, he said impatiently, "Call her in!"

Qian Chun answered "Yes" in a low voice, then picked up the hot tea and handed it to King Ming. King Ming took it, Qian Chun went out of the tent, and explained a few words to the soldiers at the door.

Not long after, a woman in black wearing a bamboo hat appeared at the door of the tent, and without waiting for an announcement, King Ming shouted as if receiving a very familiar old friend: "It's cold outside, come in!"

The woman in black came lightly, her skirt carrying a hint of cold wind.The bamboo hat was covered with black gauze, hanging down to the chest.

"You have come all the way to my military camp, you are full of sincerity. I guess you are here to see my jokes or to make a deal with me." Holding hot tea in his hand, King Ming had complicated eyes, mixed joy and sorrow.

"You guessed half right. First of all, I advise you to mourn." The woman in black did not shy away from it: "If you don't suspect that I did it, I really want to make a deal with you."

King Ming glanced at her with deep meaning, and couldn't help laughing: "No, no, how could you be so stupid, I naturally wouldn't suspect that you did it. But I'm still very sad, after all, you and I are so stupid. It's just a deal."

"So you're interested in making a deal with me?" The woman in black looked around the tent, her eyes fell on the pot of charcoal that even Qian Chun despised. At this moment, it was no longer emitting green smoke.

The woman laughed loudly with a "puchi" and said teasingly: "The dignified King Ming is so poor? If you tell me, I will give you ten carts and eight carts. No servants in my mansion want such things."

King Ming drank all the hot tea in the cup, threw the cup on the ground, with a "bang", fragments fell all over the ground.The soldiers outside the tent held guns and wanted to look inside, but Qian Chun stopped them.

Not to mention one woman, with King Ming's force, ten more are no match for him.There is no need for them to do anything extra.

The woman in black glanced at the displeased King Ming, lifted her skirt, sat on the bench beside the brazier, and said slowly: "What's so annoying, didn't you occupy me because of your poverty back then? Threatening me to give birth to an heir, justifiably robbing me, and selling my own son for military pay a few years ago, let me tell you, why didn't you turn against me..."

"Shut up!" King Ming looked at the woman in front of him, as if seeing a poisonous scorpion, or as if the last fig leaf had been ruthlessly lifted off, the filth and unworthiness in his heart were clearly and clearly seen!

"I've done everything, are you still afraid to say it?" The woman in black took a bite and said with a sneer: "You broke up a lover, threatened her to have sex with you, and gave birth to a vicious animal, and you designed to kill her Father, is it possible that she still wants to be grateful and affectionate to you?"

King Ming's face turned blue and white, he stood up, put his combat boots aside, barefooted, walked up to her from the couch, approaching her step by step until he could smell his breath.

"How are you better than me? I did all this for the common people in the world and for the prosperity of the Jokhang Kingdom. I never thought of doing it for myself! What about you? You framed your brothers and sisters for your own selfishness, your father You really have no other heirs? You used your lover, for your own status, you sent your own flesh and blood to the cusp of the storm, trying to annex me Dazhao."

The woman in black listened to him calmly, without comment, then clapped her hands, laughed loudly, and said: "Master Ming's falconry is really powerful, the investigation is really thorough, but what else can be found?" The tulle covered her face. The cold eyes and the face that has aged with the passage of time, that face is no longer young, only coldness remains.

"What about your deal? Shouldn't you still persuade me to cooperate with you and let your other son ascend to the throne and control the world? I advise you to give up your heart! My surname is Wang!" Ming Wang snorted coldly , the hot air between her lips made the black veil hanging on the woman's hat slightly tremble: "Don't even think about it!" The last three words

It came out of his mouth fiercely, and it hit the ground with a loud sound.

"Really? You are over [-] years old, and the rest of the crooked melons and split dates, do you still expect them to unify the world? Or to defend the country? You should know that the Dazhao is over!" The woman in black stood up without fear. The edge touched King Ming's chin, and said word by word: "You will regret it!!"

"You are such a mean mother, the most poisonous woman's heart, it is really suitable for you! They are both your children who were born in October, why do you treat them so differently!" Ming Wang said deeply with his fingertips. Putting it into the palm of his hand, wishing he could crush the woman in front of him, but he couldn't!He can't see through her!He was held in her palm, and he couldn't even resist!

He regretted provoking her 20 years ago. This was the worst time he ever suffered!

"It's different, one is the child of the one I love, and the other is the beast of the one I hate!" The woman in black stretched out her palm and clenched it into a fist, "Do you know how many times I wanted to strangle him to death!"

"How dare you!" With a wave of King Ming's palm, the woman in black fell down suddenly, breaking the bench, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of her lips.

The people outside listened to the movement inside the tent, each and every one of them was terrified, and no one dared to peep in half.

Little by little, his blood cooled down, his rationality recovered little by little, and Duke Ming's extreme anger gradually calmed down, and finally turned into one word: "Get lost!"

Hearing the words, the woman in black struggled to stand up, straightened her skirt, and said sarcastically, "You will come to beg me! You will regret it! Just wait and see!"

A sense of exhaustion came to his heart, he was very tired of this person, he had been fascinated before, and even now, he loves and hates him, and he can't stop.

Sometimes he wished he could strangle her to death, to see how she threatened him again!But he couldn't, didn't dare, and was reluctant!

He exhausted all his strength, and replied sternly: "I'd rather be broken than broken!"

The author has something to say:

Love and hate, a dilemma.

I always think of a sentence,

If you love, please love deeply.

If you don't love, please let go.

However, this kind of thing is really not just talk.

Once entangled, that is a lifetime,

until death.