Qingchuan History

Chapter 484 Crime and Punishment
The voice of Shangguan Shuo Cang and the voice of Gu Xinglang Leng are all combined in this mountain, this pass, this winter and this night.

The snow was even bigger and poured down one after another.

"What nonsense is the old man talking about!"

But hearing Murong Ling's loud shout, his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were twisted.Jing Tingge only felt a pain in his neck, and the almost frozen blade seemed to have penetrated half an inch into his skin.

"hiss--"

She whispered, Murong Xun and Ruan Xueyin felt their hearts in their throats at the same time.

"Back then, my father and the prime minister conspired, what does this king know!" He didn't realize the blade moved in his hand, his eyes were red like blood, he was stunned after drinking this sentence, and suddenly laughed maniacally,
"Understood, I understand!" He turned his head to look at Jing Tingge like a bloodthirsty beast, "It's you again! It's not enough to persuade Shangguan Shuo to take the blame, and you have repeatedly used tricks to put the king to death! Let me guess,"

He leaned closer to her, and the blade pierced her neck to make a sharp cut,

"Did you tell him that if you keep me for a day, the Wei country will not be at peace for a day. Gu Xinglang's revenge for the country and his family is irreversible, and he will always use his life to meet his life. Why don't you drag me into hell together and give Wei country some money?" Ten years of Qingning, poisonous woman!"

He said harshly, "I'm going to hell, and I want to drag you, a femme fatale, with me!"

"King Su did know about it back then." The blue-colored old man said slowly, "The crossbowman who fell in Xuexia on the fourth day of May was—"

"Shangguan Shuo!" Murong Lin's hand holding the knife was no longer stable, and it seemed to the naked eye that he was pressing into Jing Tingge's neck inch by inch.

"Who in this generation of the Murong family should sit on the throne, who can, and who can sit, you know very well! Murong Xun just showed his ambition to start a war with Gu Xinglang for the lives of your Shangguan family. It was Mingjun's work! How can such knowledge of the situation strengthen our country of Wei to dominate Qingchuan!"

After howling, he suddenly stopped his agitation, remained silent for a while, and looked at Gu Xinglang with strange eyes.

"Today, the entire Shangguan family and even the Murong family have resisted their lives. Can this matter be canceled? Your Majesty Qi Jun,"

He lowered his voice and seemed to be depressed,

"If I were you, I would take this opportunity to advance the great cause of reunification no matter what. But you are not me. Gu Xinglang, can you? Today, at least one person from the Shangguan family and the Murong family will come out to resist your life, and you promise that everyone in the world will Promise in front of me that this period of grievances will end here, and I will not pursue it again."

He spoke more and more slowly, with a deep and sudden voice:
"This dynasty and this generation will never use this as an excuse to attack Wei country again. Can you?"

Everyone in the venue turned their eyes to Gu Xinglang almost at the same time.

Murong Xun didn't dare to turn around, he clenched his fists while staring at the blood on Jing Tingge's neck, his palms ached.

Ruan Xueyin looked at Gu Xinglang like everyone else, her expression tensed.

Then she realized she shouldn't.

Then he loosened his brows and eyes, and tried his best to soften his gaze.

Then she saw Gu Xinglang looking over.

She pursed her lips at him, like a smile; but also like "I am", a thousand words.

"Everyone related to the events of the year, who directly or indirectly took part in the planning, must be killed. This is my account to my father, family, and subjects as the king of Daqi and the descendants of the Gu family." Gu Xing Lang opened his mouth to answer, Ning Shen is as determined as years,
"I'm talking about everyone. As long as everyone involved has confessed,"

He paused,

"In this dynasty and this generation, I will not use this matter as an issue to launch an attack on the Wei country. The world will bear witness."

"Qi Jun is benevolent and righteous, and he keeps his promises!" Murong Lin quickly answered, and suddenly moved towards Shangguan Shuo, who was in the middle, with Jing Tingge on his back.
"Master Xiangguo."

When he finally came to him, his voice was as low as a whisper.Jing Tingge was at his side, and Shangguan Concubine was at Shangguan Shuo's side, the four of them faced each other as if they were having a conversation around a fire.

"From Cangwu, I have thought about nearly ten possibilities. Risks, disasters, countermeasures, life and death. It is not very unexpected to come to this point, but it is really unexpected. You tell me where I lost. Three years Before, where did you lose?"

"My lord has been meditating behind closed doors and attending Buddha's speech with the blue lanterns for three years. If you put on a posture again, I think you will understand." Flying snow fell and stopped on Shangguan Shuo's half-white beard and hair,

"Losing is about power, losing is fate, and losing is everyone's choice from the beginning. If the prince insists on calling it a loss. Today's situation has been settled since last year's little girl had an accident in Qi Palace. Toss to save, but It’s just luck. But in this life, there are few good times and few bad times, and more times no luck. Things will follow the existing context of things, like a dark river.”

"I don't want to hear this. I want to know why it is me today, and why my lord finally turned to support Murong Xun three years ago. I want to know that my lord knew that my father preferred me from the beginning to the end. Until today, no matter my ability or courage, I still He should be the king more than Murong Xun. Why!"

He spoke the last three words very quickly, and his suppressed hysteria was like hellfire.

"The prince still doesn't understand. The minister has already answered."

"Shangguan Shuo!"

"It means that everyone has their own fate, you are unlucky. What are you talking about?" Jing Tingge didn't dare to move, and hummed with his mouth curled up.

"Shut up! Do you really think that I dare not kill you? The four of us," Murong Ling said in a low voice, "we are all mortals today."

"If I were a prince, I would have already made my choice, and I would keep her life." Shangguan Shuo said calmly, "We have finished what we should do. If you take your life for your life, it is considered as if you asked Gu Xinglang to make a promise in front of everyone in the world." Clamp him; when you and I die, he will go to Suoning City to collect Ruan Yu's debts, Ruan Zhong, Ruan Xueyin, many of them are muddled debts, some of them are chaos and opportunities. Your Majesty can't do it alone, no matter how many Wei Kingdoms No one is as capable as her,"

He looked at Jingting Ge,

"Mr. Jing knows how to touch Mrs. Pei best, and he also knows how to hold His Majesty Qi Jun's elbow best."

Jing Tingge was grinning because of the pain, but he couldn't help smiling when he heard the words, so that the smile looked hideous, "Xiangguo is the most sensible."

"I'm not reconciled!" Murong Ling resented, but seemed sad, "I'm not reconciled, Shangguan."

About 20 years ago, when Murong Gin was seven or eight years old, Shangguan Shuo was in his prime, and he often traveled to and from the outer halls of Wei Palace. When meeting each other, the former always called the latter "Shangguan".

Unruly, but a solid declaration of some liking, or at least respect.It's also quite playful, and it's a bit of a year-end friendship.

After the age of twelve or thirteen, Murong Lin became more and more mature, no longer addressing him like this, but only calling the official by his name. This "Shangguan" was dusty, and it became a tacit understanding of innocence when he was young.

"Your Highness, the worldly way is not like this. It should be said that ability and courage are one kind of strength, and luck is another kind of strength. You think he is not as good as you. You are wrong." Shangguan Shuo closed his eyes for a moment, As if cold, the whole person shrinks,

"Maybe it's unfair, and I should be unwilling. If I could do it all over again, the old man would have a lot of decisions to change his luck. Unfortunately, he can't. People want to do it all over again, in the dead of night or when people are drunk and raving. But a person's life is nothing but regrets, Unwilling and striding forward. Your Highness, you and I must go forward, but today, you and I have come to an end."

"Why not him. It could be Murong Xun. Gu Xinglang just wants someone from Murong's family to take the blame and go to death!"

Shangguan Shuo lightly shook his head, "I've said it all. Your Highness, you understand everything, why bother yourself."

Murong Lin removed the knife and hand holding Jing Tingge.

The bright red blood stains on the blade are like carved plum petals.

He turned around with the knife in his hand, and walked towards Gu Xinglang step by step.

Gu Xinglang watched him approaching with a blank expression, and he stopped when they were about five steps away.

"His Majesty Qi Jun wants to see how this king dies. His Majesty must do it himself."

Gu Xinglang didn't answer right away.

"Can I come?"

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(End of this chapter)