little emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 222 Meaning
It seemed to be a voice coming from the depths of the night. It seemed vicissitudes and surprise in this lonely rainy night, but the joy and joy in it came from the heart, "...the night of the Lantern Festival this year, I really didn't Mistake, it really is a senior brother!"

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Gu Xiancheng stood still as if he had been cursed, and the sternness teased out by Ye He was like a receding tide, he calmed down a bit and turned around, a person rushed out behind Ye He, with a long face Xu Qingpao, with a pleasant expression on his face, was running towards him quickly.

Longhu Mountain has always recruited apprentices very casually, as long as Daoist Chongxu sees a seedling with a good appearance, he will find a way to recruit him.After a long time, there are really many disciples on Dragon and Tiger, and their studies are inconclusive.Daoist Chongxu never deliberately asked his disciples to learn anything, but they let them learn whatever they wanted, which basically belonged to the scattered education, but no one can tell how many core disciples there are.

Song Yizhi stayed on the mountain for the longest time. He remembered that once Miao Queyi talked about this matter with him, both of them were at a loss, and after some deduction, they could only come up with one answer: that is, to enter the dragon and tiger. There will be no more than five core disciples of Shanshan.

No matter how many disciples there are, there is only one senior brother, and the one who does his part is also the number one among the core disciples.As for the legendary senior brother, apart from Song Yizhi who was the first to go up the mountain, the other senior brothers have never even seen each other. Ye He, who has always been longing for but never sees.

It never occurred to me that the senior brother who is second only to the master in my heart is actually Gu Xiancheng. Whether it is Ye He or Song Yizhi who is at the scene, this shock can be called earth-shattering. Ye He stared in surprise. Gu Xiancheng, the wind was rustling in his ears, but Song Yizhi couldn't hold back and rushed over.

For Song Yizhi who rushed over with a look of surprise, Gu Xiancheng turned sad after he calmed down, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Yizhi, you shouldn't have come."

Song Yizhi, who rushed to the front, suddenly froze, and all the surprises on his face faded away. He seemed to have understood what Gu Xiancheng said, and a sense of fear that was about to come out in his heart made him suddenly feel that the words Gu Xiancheng said You shouldn't come, it really comes from the bottom of my heart.

The rain that had never stopped finally showed signs of stopping at this time. The dark clouds dispersed and tiny stars flickered, but the surrounding air seemed to be frozen and dull.

Ye He took a step, and there seemed to be a small flame beating in the dark eyes. He gritted his teeth and said: "No matter what your real identity is, if you want to leave tonight, you must answer me a question."

Feeling the sharp edge from the opponent's eyes, Gu Xiancheng, who was completely calm, stared at Ye He quietly. In the dark night, the two pairs of eyes looked at each other quietly, the former was calm, while the latter was thinking. Undercurrent, he waved his hand to stop Song Yizhi, who was about to speak, and said with deep eyes, "Okay."

The simple and direct answer surprised even Song Yizhi.

Without hesitation, Ye He opened his mouth and said, "Did the red pill in Concubine Zheng's hand come from you?"

Song Yizhi's face turned black: "Ye He, don't be rude to senior brother."

Ye He turned a deaf ear, his eyes were bright and bright, and his voice was low and firm: "Answer my question."

Hearing the name that he didn't want to hear the most, Gu Xiancheng suddenly felt a mass of hatred in his heart, and said coldly: "Yes."

Ye He gritted his teeth, his eyes darkened and then brightened, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and his voice trembled inexplicably: "Is there any... red pill?"

Sensing the extremely nervous emotions coming from Ye He, although he didn't understand why he asked this question, Gu Xiancheng didn't mean to hide it, and nodded: "Yes."

Now not only Ye He, but even Song Yizhi swallowed his saliva, almost saying in unison: "How many?"

Gu Xiancheng smiled faintly, stretched out a finger, and replied calmly: "Master has already taken it away."

For Ye He, this answer was more pleasant than disappointing.

Apart from training in the military camp these days, whenever he has free time, he would come to Baohua Hall and force Song Yizhi to try to practice Hongwan.Poor Song Yizhi gave up medicine for the first time in his life, gave up the professional ethics he had insisted on all his life, tears filled his painful eyes.Thanks to his excellent medical skills, although he is not good at poisons, relying on the principle that medicine and poisons do not distinguish between families, he did a similar job by drawing inferences from one instance, but the results without exception all ended in failure.

After several failures in a row, not to mention Song Yizhi was hit and tortured, even Ye He felt that if he put his hope on Song Yizhi, his future would be bleak.

So Ye He, who turned his attention to Gu Xiancheng and Concubine Zheng, did not ask Zhu Changluo after learning the news of Gu Xiancheng leaving the palace, but immediately dragged Song Yizhi to come here, and now he got the whereabouts of Hongwan. Ye He's heart fluttered, and he didn't know whether it was joy or worry, and he lost his mind in a sense of loss.

He was thinking about what he couldn't hide from Song Yizhi, and seeing his mouth tightly pursed, with a resolute expression on his face, he couldn't help sighing, then turned his head and asked Gu Xiancheng: "Brother, what are your plans?"

Gu Xiancheng was stunned for a moment, and the inexplicable emotion in his eyes flashed away: "As a sinner, I was lucky enough to survive with the grace of the prince, so what else is there to discuss. From then on, I wandered alone in the Jianghu, where my heart is at ease, and my body is at peace. Patting Song Yizhi on the shoulder, Gu Xiancheng gave a wry smile: "Yizhi, you are pure and kind-hearted, listen to your senior brother, go back to Longhu Mountain earlier, don't mess around in this messy water, it will be harmful to you Useless."

Seeing Song Yizhi move his mouth a few times, Gu Xiancheng interrupted his unspoken words, "Meeting today, the place and the time are inappropriate; if there is fate, we can stay at Longhu Mountain and talk about it... ..." After saying this sentence, he walked away without any nostalgia.

Ye He, who stood in front of him, didn't say a word, his straight sword-like figure didn't change at all, he just stepped back three steps to make way, which made Song Yizhi heave a sigh of relief.When passing by Ye He's side, Gu Xiancheng's footsteps were blocked for a moment, and he seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end, and finally took a deep look at him, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Song Yizhi respected this elder brother very much, seeing him leave his eyes full of reluctance, he bowed respectfully behind him three times to see him off, and when he looked up again, Gu Xiancheng had already gone far away.

The two watched Gu Xiancheng drift away, and did not speak for a while...

"Senior Brother Song, why did Master do this?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?" The forced answer was filled with obvious reluctance.

"As long as he still has the red pill in his hand, we have hope." His eyes that had been dim all the time began to shine.

"...You are really crazy." Song Yizhi raised his head in shock: "That is our master!"

At this time, a ray of sky light has been revealed in the dark eastern sea of ​​clouds. After all, the night of wind and rain is over, and a new day will begin from here.

A sigh resounded in the dawn that was about to begin, and also ended this heartbreaking or joyful night.

The Qianqing Palace was silent, and Huang Jin was looking worriedly at the emperor lying on the couch.In this palace, he is the closest person to the emperor, and any change in the emperor cannot escape his eyes.

Today's emperor seemed to have something on his mind, from the time he had dinner until now when he was resting on the couch, something was not quite right, don't look at him with his eyes closed, but Huang Jin knew that the emperor was not asleep.

Hearing the sound of the rain outside the hall gradually subside, and looking at Wanli's decrepit face under the dim light, Huang Jin had already made up his mind that he had to go to Baohua Hall in person after dawn.

At this time, there was a long and two short soft sounds outside the hall door, Huang Jin was slightly taken aback.

With this dazed effort, Wanli snorted on the couch: "Open the door and let him in."

Huang Jin didn't dare to be negligent, and gently opened the door, and a figure came in as quietly as the wind.

He came to Wanli's couch without touching the ground, and knelt down on one knee silently.

Wanli sat up slowly, his slightly tired eyes turned coldly around the man: "But the matter I asked you to investigate has a result?"

The man didn't speak, just nodded.

Wanli snorted, the man quickly stood up, reached out and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it over respectfully, still without saying a word.

Wanli took it with a gloomy face, and after a few readings, he suddenly thumped the couch heavily with one hand, his face had already turned red.

Huang Jin was startled, and hurriedly came up: "Your Majesty, please take it easy, the dragon's body is important..."

Vigorously pushing away Huang Jin's hand that was giving him comfort, he turned around and told the man: "Go, and do this matter well for me, I can't lose you!"

From the beginning to the end, the man didn't say a word, he saluted Wanli lightly, and turned away like a wisp of smoke.

Zhu Changluo didn't close his eyes all night. Zhu Changluo was inexplicably tired. He waited until Wang An and Wei Chao returned to their lives. After listening to their replies, Zhu Changluo didn't speak for a long time. Don't leak a single word of what happened today."

The two agreed together, and Zhu Changluo waved his hands, "Go down and rest."

Wang An was a little apprehensive, and just wanted to say a few words of persuasion, but was pulled tightly by Wei Chao.The shrewd Wang An looked up at Zhu Changluo's eyes, and found that the latter's face was calm, but his eyes stayed still on the memo on the case for a long time, and there was a familiar faint smile on the corner of his mouth... Wang An suddenly felt that Wei Chao was a man of this age. The guy's approach was correct, and he quickly retreated out quietly.

The memorandum on the case was written by Ye Xianggao, and a passage in it caught Zhu Changluo's attention: the puppet Lanxi, Siming, Infant Shanyin, and Xinjian are only in Ye Changzhou and Loujiang... This is a sentence that is close to It's a charade, but if someone is interested in unraveling the deep meaning, they will find that this is a sentence that is enough to shake the world.

The literati of the Ming Dynasty liked the names of their native places. Lanxi is Zhao Zhigao, Siming is Shen Yiguan, Xinjian is Zhang Wei, Shanyin is Zhu Geng, and the last two people in that sentence are very taboo. , one is Shen Shixing, and the other is Wang Xijue. After such deliberation, plus the previous puppet baby, it is easy to understand. The true meaning of this sentence finally surfaced.

These few were once all-powerful top ranks in the dynasty, and they were also cabinet ministers who held the pinnacle of power in the Ming court, but now they are regarded as either puppets or babies in this sentence. In the court, seeing all beings like ants, the heroic and domineering tone is enough to make anyone in the world shudder.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and Zhu Changluo quietly looked at the sun breaking through the clouds outside the window, and the brilliant sunlight suddenly shone brightly in his eyes.

A strange person, a commoner, without any position, thousands of miles away from the capital, based in an insignificant Donglin Academy, but can treat cabinet ministers as puppets or babies. A person with such courage is either a lunatic or a genius, but Gu Xiancheng obviously Not the former.

This kind of talent cannot be used by me, I have to say that it is a great regret in Zhu Changluo's heart.Although there is Shen Shixing and Wang Xijue in the Ming cabinet, it is only an expedient measure after all. For the candidate for the chief assistant in the future, Sun Chengzong is certainly a very good choice. Compared with the talented Gu Xiancheng, Sun Chengzong is more obsessed with martial arts.Apart from these two people, if you look at the people in the court, such as Ye Xianggao, Li Sancai, Li Tingji and others, they are all unmatched by Gu and Sun.

But since I came to this world inexplicably, I have to bring something to this world after all, otherwise what is the point of my coming this time?

Eyes of endless regret lingered on the memorial on the case, suddenly smiled lightly, and slowly stretched out his hand to Jin Yang, who was rising higher and higher, and then suddenly grasped it tightly, and held it tightly together with it. There is such a world!
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