Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 319

When I met Dianqiu, she was still pregnant with a child, with a big belly, kneeling in front of Yujia with tears on her face, holding a two-year-old child in her arms, looking at me fearfully but stubbornly, two hands The saber rested on her pure white neck, and traces of blood had already seeped out.

Her husband was an official of the imperial court. He committed a crime and was imprisoned by the Ministry of Punishment. She stopped the driver in the street and knelt there, wanting to avenge her husband.

This is a simple and innocent woman, with clear eyebrows and eyes that are not familiar with the world, stubborn and brave.

With just one glance, I knew that some things were destined to change, and some things, I could no longer control.

Withstanding the pressure and ridicule of the entire royal family, I finally married this widowed woman into the Efang Palace two years later. Those days were the happiest days in my life.Years of regret and guilt seemed to be filled in an instant. I disbanded the huge harem, devoted myself to only doting on this woman, and gave her everything I could, in order to obtain the perverted peace in my heart.

Every morning when the air is fresh, seeing her peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, I will be in a trance for a while. I don’t know what eve is today. The opponent who was killed, the brother who lost in the battle for the throne, the modern and elderly parents, the only sister, and the woman I have loved for many years.

On the day when Dianqiu was pregnant, I was playing chess with Li Si. Zhao Gao came up to me and whispered in my ear that the queen was happy. I nodded without moving my face, and then continued playing chess.At dusk, Li Si and several ministers withdrew, and I dismissed Zhao Gao and other attendants, and sat alone in the empty hall.I stretched out my palms and buried my head in them. Tears fell drop by drop, and dripped on the floor through my fingers. For the first time in many years, I cried for the whole night. In this time and space that does not belong to me, I finally had my own relatives, and finally I was no longer alone. At that moment, I was suddenly so satisfied , I have never been satisfied, so satisfied that I can no longer restrain my emotions and let myself shed tears.

I became more and more careful about Dianqiu. Except for the court meeting, I was almost inseparable from her side. This reason caused a decision that I regret for the rest of my life. When the Huns invaded northern Xinjiang, I took her to the northern battlefield. .

When Dianqiu was robbed by the Huns, I met General Meng Tian in Shubei City. The maid beside her ran into the camp crying and told me that the Queen was robbed by the Huns.

It was a fear I had never had before. I was like a mad lion. I set off from Hansha City with an army of 80, sent troops to Yanmen Pass, chased for more than 4000 miles, chased from the grassland to the desert, and slaughtered crazily in the Northland , Half a month later, I finally saw Dianqiu who had been tortured and was in a bad shape. She was ravaged by the Huns, not only lost her child, but also could no longer conceive.

When Doctor Tang told me, Dianqiu was also there. After hearing this, she smiled miserably, pushed my hand away, turned around and entered the inner tent.The leader of the Huns in the interrogation room was still waiting for me. I walked in slowly with a saber in hand. He was still trying to explain something to me. I slashed him hard on the neck, and the blood in his cavity spurted out. , splashed my face, the taste is very salty, and a bit fishy.

I stood in front of Dianqiu's door all night, listening to her crying in a low voice. The unspeakable desolation was like boiling water, pouring on my heart and lungs, hissing and hurting.I raised my head and looked at the bright full moon in the sky. It looked like the one I saw more than 2000 years later.

I rejected all the ministers' papers about Nafei, and tried my best to teach Qi Nianzhi. He was a very smart child. His father passed away when he was four years old. In his eyes, I was his father.

My health is getting worse and worse. In the 11th year of Jiawu, I started coughing up blood. The doctor said it was incurable. On the bed, bright red blood seeped out, staining the pure white embroidered cloth red.She smiled lightly, and said somewhat unnaturally: "The Holy One is the Son of Heaven, and with God's blessing, he will be safe and sound."

I smiled, turned around and walked out of the Weiyang Palace, the golden dragon robe on a black background swept across the green wood floor, and what flowed was wordless silence.

I think, maybe everything comes down to a starting point, leaving is just like coming.

This time I went to the south, the entire court was against it, my health was getting worse and worse, and I had already lost the capital to travel long distances.When I went to say goodbye to Dianqiu, she was still sitting on the balcony facing the water as usual, trimming a pot of orchid grass, looking very focused.

I told her I was leaving.

Her expression was a little dazed for a moment, her eyes fluttered over the misty lake, and finally condensed on my face, asking how long I was going.

I said not necessarily, if the scenery in the south is good, I will stay for a longer period of time. Winter in Xianyang is coming, and the weather is too cold.

She nodded, and then said, let's go, the water and soil in the south support people, I should have lived there long ago.

I stood up, and my sleeve brushed against a gladiolus leaf. When I pulled it hard, the gladiolus leaf broke.Dianqiu's eyes were serene, she looked at me, then at the pot of orchid grass, then picked up the scissors, cut them across the root of the orchid grass, resolutely, and cut it hard.

I said it was only a small piece of leaf that was broken, but it was still alive. Why did you cut off the whole plant?
Nodding Qiu's head without raising her head, she said in a calm voice that since it's already broken, why keep it?

I can't say anything more, perhaps, she has always been such a person, if not all, I would rather not.

On the day I left Xianyang, the sun was very dazzling. I stood on the ancient road outside Xianyang City, behind me was a team of imperial drivers waving wind flags. Dianqiu, dressed in a black queen's costume, saw me off with all the civil and military officials of the court.Her eyes are bright, her smile is dignified and demure, full of the nobility and elegance of her mother.But for some reason, I suddenly remembered that stubborn woman with a big belly on the streets of Xianyang who was only eighteen or nineteen years old but tried her best to pretend to be mature seven years ago.

Time is so fast, am I wrong, or is this fate wrong?

Dianqiu stood in front of the majestic officials, smiled at me respectfully and politely, and said, "Send off Your Majesty."

The drums and trumpets sounded loudly, and I left Xianyang step by step, the ancient city where I lived for 34 years, the carriage gradually moved, and I left my country, my people, and my lover.

At the end of 196 AD, I died on the way to Huanchao Town in the south. The whole country mourned for three months, and finally, I was buried in the Mausoleum of the Great Qin Emperor in Longji Mountain.

In 195 A.D., Qin's Dianqiu ascended the throne and became the only female emperor of the Great Qin Empire. Her son Qin Nianzhi was canonized as the state reserve and lived in the Crown Prince's East Palace.

In 193 A.D., Qin Nianzhi succeeded to the throne, and the name of the country was still Daqin. Qin Dianqiu was respected as Qin's mother, and Hu Hai was the holy ancestor.

The years are empty and the time is fast. I live in the Mausoleum of the Great Qin Emperor and sleep for a hundred years.

In the past 100 years, I have not slept very well. I always dreamed that one night many years ago, Dianqiu brought a bowl of ginseng soup to the hall. I was about to drink it, but she stopped me suddenly, and then Asking like a dream: Is the person in the emperor's heart really a concubine?
Back then, I just smiled and said softly: You are my queen.

Then Dianqiu smiled lightly, with a calm smile, and said softly: Drink it, it was cooked by the concubine himself, the emperor is busy with state affairs, and his health is important.

This dream has been entangled with me, so that I woke up from a deep sleep prematurely. The clansmen of Shangqiu moved in the hall in an orderly manner, maintaining the respect of generations.

Shang Zheng is already very old. When I fell asleep, he was only seven years old. Now, he is already a hundred years old.He came to me tremblingly, bent his back, knelt on the ground, and said in an old voice: People lived in the Qingmu Hall a hundred years ago.

When the door was opened, there was pungent dust everywhere, the soles of the shoes stepped on the thick dust, and a small wind came from the direction of the main hall, setting off pear blossom petals all over the ground.The green bamboos are swaying and rustling quietly, and the lake is sparkling. Everything is quiet and serene, exactly the same as when I left.

Except for the bamboo hut and the orchid garden in front of the house.

Opening the door, there are traces of her life everywhere, blue gauze curtains, clean clothes, bamboo chairs, densely packed books, and the little jokes he told her to change her face in the books.

Time was extremely slow and extremely fast. When I fell into a deep sleep unconsciously, she was sitting in this blue bamboo house, recalling our miserable and boundless life in detail.

She didn't have a grave, not even a stone tablet. Sitting on the edge of the deep hot spring, surrounded by rustling bamboo forests, I suddenly understood.

I knew that she was right below, turned into water, turned into wind, turned into one of the thousands of bamboo leaves, waiting for me to give her an answer.

Qin Feng's death was not my intention. He committed the crime of collaborating with the enemy and sold the news of the Ministry of War to the Xiongnu Shanyu, killing countless soldiers on the frontier. If I don't kill him, it is not enough for the common people to be angry, and I am sorry to die for the Great Qin. million soldiers.

You hate me for occupying you, framing and killing your husband, making you a widow, and making your children orphans.I have explained it to you before, but it is a pity that you do not believe it. Now that the dust has returned to the ashes and everything is over, I finally have the courage to stand in front of your undead and repeat these words again.

You don't want to spoil my child, escape from Cold Sands City, soak in the ice lake in the snow, ride and wrestle, and even be ravaged by the Huns.In fact, if you don't want to, just tell me, that's all.You want me to go, you want me to die, you want to sit on the land of Daqin, I will give it all to you,

(End of this chapter)