The Word of Heaven

Chapter 249: The Snow of Forty Years

"How did it become like this?"

"Who knows?"

“This is not something we can decide.”

"Yeah, it was the elders' idea."

In a private room of a restaurant in Shendu, young men and women who were once full of vigor and vitality gathered together again after two years. Time has left no trace on their faces, but the meaning between their brows and eyes is already bleak.

Lin Qianshui and Song Jinglun were both present, because this was a gathering of the children of the Shendu families.

People are still the same people, the difference is that now they no longer focus on one another and do things that deliberately flatter each other, but truly share their sorrows and pains with each other.

"Even your family is standing over there."

Song Jinglun sighed and said, "My family probably won't be able to hold out for too long."

Lin Qianshui smiled, her smile full of self-mockery, and said, "Others may not know, but you don't know? The elders in my family have always respected and feared the Empress, and now they are really under great pressure from outside forces. No one has heard from the palace. It would be strange if they could hold their ground better than your family."

Hearing this, someone frowned and asked in a low voice: "What's going on between your family... and the Queen?"

As everyone knows, the biggest obstacle to the empress being canonized as queen was that she had once been married and had children.

Although there are many monarchs in history books who have done similar things, those women were virtuous in the end. However, this queen could not find any such signs from the very beginning.

This was the fundamental reason why all the forces in the Divine Capital tried to prevent the queen from being crowned.

"I am not sure as well."

Lin Qianshui's eyes were complicated, and she said softly, "The elders in the family are very secretive about this matter and don't want to mention it at all. Besides, it happened a long time ago. I only heard that... my uncle and she had a really good relationship."

Song Jinglun said: "If the relationship is not good, how could Lin Wanyi appear?"

Someone opened his eyes wide and suddenly said, "Could it be that there is something strange about your uncle's death..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone present understood what he meant.

“It has nothing to do with the current situation.”

Lin Qianshui looked at the man and said, "Besides, your idea is too much like a romantic story in a book. I don't think the queen is such a person."

The love of his life died many years ago, and the hatred is engraved in his heart. He has been dormant and silent for many years, and has done whatever it takes to get to this point today, just to take revenge on those who participated in the murder.

Yes, this inference can explain many things, such as the evil queen's chaotic rule, which is in line with people's beautiful imagination and has led the Qin Dynasty to the point where it is almost at war with the whole world.

This is also the view of many people in Shendu today, or it can be said that this is a vent of anger and anxiety about the current turbulent situation.

Lin Qianshui doesn't think so.

In her opinion, the Queen was by no means such a boring person.

The man thought about it, felt that her denial made sense, and then had nothing to say.

After a moment of silence, Lin Qianshui murmured, "I really don't know what the capital of gods will be like next spring."

Song Jinglun said seriously: "No matter what happens in the end, the first thing you and I have to do is to stay alive, and everything else is secondary."

Lin Qianshui turned his head and looked at this friend who had become completely different since the trip to Wangjing last year. He shook his head and said, "If I live in the Jiaofang Bureau, it would be better to die."

Song Jinglun was stunned and speechless.

Having said this, Lin Qianshui filled his glass with wine and stood up to toast everyone.

This was a reunion of old friends after a long separation, and they all knew that there might not be another gathering, so the rest of the people in the private room naturally would not refuse and just drank.

After several rounds of drinking, he was getting drunk and his words became more and more outrageous.

"Do you know what my father is afraid of now?"

"Everyone knows that your father is a loyal minister. What he is worried about is the collapse of the empire."

"You are wrong. I heard it secretly. My father and his colleagues didn't think about this at all. What they feared was that after His Majesty won the battle, the government would be controlled by the Empress."

"What do you mean?"

"In the past few years, His Majesty was in his prime, so many princes did not dare to aspire to the throne, which directly led to the position of Crown Prince being vacant until now. No one expected the situation to suddenly turn out like this."

"...You mean, then the Queen can use this as an excuse to directly attend court?"

"Yes, even my father, who has infinite confidence in Your Majesty, has to believe that the situation after this chaos will be extremely complicated, and it is definitely not something that those princes who don't care about government affairs can handle. But the Queen has shown her skills over the years, and it is possible that she can clean up the chaos. By then, they can only accept it with a pinch of their noses."

“I’m afraid many people will die by then.”

Everyone in the private room thought about this future existence and the Queen's style of doing things. Even after several rounds of drinks to warm themselves up, they still felt a strong fear in their hearts.

Someone subconsciously consoled him by saying, "It's not certain that we can win this time."

"Then you will have to look down at my head."

The voice of the person who spoke first was full of sadness.

The atmosphere in the private room became increasingly dead silent.

No matter how strong the alcohol is, it still can't be lively.

At this moment, there was suddenly an extremely warm sound of congratulations and cheers from outside.

The drunkenness of the people in the room suddenly dissipated, and they walked out of the private room to listen carefully, and then their expressions changed.

An imperial decree was issued from the palace, announcing that a grand court meeting would be held to determine the final outcome of the recent dispute over the summer festival.

The time is the day of the winter solstice.

People living at this time already knew in advance that this would be an important day that would go down in history books.

……

……

Different from what people imagine, the Queen's mood was not solemn at all, but rather cheerful.

It's like all the burdens we've been carrying for the past few decades have been lifted off today.

She walked out of the imperial study, through the long corridor where the autumn wind blew, and to Jinghai. She sat side by side with the emperor and spoke a few words in a gentle voice, full of memories of the past.

These are all things that happened decades ago.

Now no one dares to remember it.

His Majesty the Emperor listened quietly, responding softly from time to time, but he never said much.

At the end of her words, the queen put away the smile on her lips and said, "In fact, I still have a lot to say, but those should be said after the dust settles. I hope there will be another opportunity like this."

His Majesty the Emperor turned his head and looked at her, thinking about their first encounter many years ago, thinking about the long-cherished wishes she had as a young girl, thinking about the fundamental reason why she entered the palace, and said calmly, "Okay."

The Queen stood up and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a word fell into her ears.

"Where is Wan Yi now?"

"After leaving the retreat last year, I have traveled all over the world and am now heading to the capital of the gods."

"Can't you persuade me?"

"She is a girl with a very bad temper. Otherwise, she wouldn't have insisted on suffering alone in Wangjing in the past few years."

"When she arrives in Shendu, she will come to Jinghai."

"it is good."

……

……

As the will of the gods was transmitted to the world, this year's autumn seemed to have suddenly become extremely long, and every day in the eyes of many people seemed to be a year.

The whole world is waiting, and no one can stay out of it.

The only exception is Gu Zhuo.

Sitting by the window on the second floor of the restaurant, listening to the noisy political discussions that sounded like the sound of a boiling hot pot, in front of him was another old friend.

This is a city located in the heart of the Central Plains, about three hundred miles away from Chaotian Sword Palace. It cannot be called prosperous, so the person sitting in front of him is Chen Chi.

Chaotian Jianque's stance in this event surprised many people. It was exactly the same neutral stance as Yishui's. Tiandu Peak was now under tremendous pressure from all sides.

The situation of disciples like Chen Chi who were sent out also became delicate.

"To be honest..."

Chen Chi drank a glass of wine, and under the influence of drunkenness, he whispered: "The headmaster will soon be unable to hold on."

Gu Zhuo said: "Not surprising."

Chen Chi turned his head and looked at the gloomy sky, and said with emotion: "Then I will be sent to deal with the Sky Patrol Division."

Gu Zhuo didn't know what to say.

Chen Chi leaned back in his chair and said self-deprecatingly, "Killing each other with former colleagues."

The three consecutive sentences clearly describe his current mood, which is worry.

"It's really strange. Before I met you, I was considered a young talent. But now I have inexplicably fallen into this situation. It's more than just miserable."

Chen Chi's voice was full of sighs.

Gu Zhuo sighed and said, "Every time I see you, you always complain to me. If it was an old complaint, I could still despise you, but it's all new troubles."

Hearing this, Chen Chi became annoyed and rolled his eyes.

“That’s not what I thought.”

He didn't want to talk in depth, so he asked, "So why did you come to see me? It's already this time, I don't believe you really came to visit me for no reason."

Gu Zhuo said calmly: "If you have to go to the capital next, please do something for me."

Chen Chi was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "I can't promise you this right away."

Gu Zhuo didn't say anything.

He took a letter out of his sleeve and handed it out.

Chen Chi had a blank expression on his face. He rolled his eyes at Gu Zhuo and said sarcastically, "Are you really using me as a postman?"

Having said that, he accepted the letter without hesitation.

"Is it for Lin Wanyi?"

"That's fine."

"I guessed that was the case... No, why did you ask me to deliver the letter? Can't someone else do it?"

"Unfortunately, I don't have anyone to use right now."

"Tsk tsk, so it turns out that I treat you as a friend, but you treat me as a tool?"

"I never said that."

With just a few casual words, the atmosphere at the dinner table became cheerful and no longer so depressing and uncomfortable.

Chen Chi raised his glass and drank again and again until drunkenness surged across his face and the people and things in his sight gradually became blurred.

Faintly, he seemed to hear a wailing sound like crying in this world, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

It turns out that is the world outside the window.

The sky was tinged with dusk, and the clouds were as heavy as mountains.

The snowstorm has arrived.

The first snow in the fortieth year of Zhengsheng.

(End of this chapter)