Qingchuan History

Chapter 865 Leave it to Qingshan
The two have also been friends for 20 years.

Five or six years of monarch and minister.

Jing Tingge suddenly understands why Huo Qi is only regretful, not regretful nor resentful.

He had no intention of turning back, and knew very little about his father's will, but because of an accident with Ruan Moxi, he made a wrong step, and he was involved in this vortex at the last moment, which became the most critical step.

That rebellion was passive and too late.He should be ashamed of Murong Xun.

Then he went out of the sleeping hall, closed the door, and left the monarch and his ministers to say goodbye.

The room is empty, the sunlight is weak, and there is no sound at all.

"If you win, or if Shangguan Yan wins, you won't let the Huo family go." Huo Qi said softly, "Ah Xun, I made a big mistake, neither my father nor my family can forgive me."

When Murong Xun was still the prince, these teenagers went out hunting together in their teens and they always called them by their first names.

This sound has not been heard for many years.

Murong Xun is a man of courage but honest heart.

He especially values ​​brotherly loyalty, especially to the Huo family brothers, especially to Huo Qi.

He couldn't figure out why he had come to this point, he understood cause and effect, and couldn't get over it emotionally.The difference between him and Gu Xinglang is that the latter will force himself to accept all changes in affairs calmly, so as to cultivate an invulnerable heart and the heart of a king.

He can't.He doesn't accept it, at least he can't accept it immediately, and be calm at the moment.

"Since you know it's a mistake, why don't you rein in the precipice!" He was leaning on the edge of the bed, very close to Huo Qi, barely raised his hand, and slapped the couch with a loud sound.

"I know I was wrong." Huo Qi wanted to raise his head to look at him, and tried again and again, but there was no more strength left, "Your Majesty, please forgive Wei Wei. She really doesn't know. She has you in her heart, if you order her to die, It's so pathetic."

Murong Xun didn't want to talk about women.

What else would he want to say, the brotherhood of the monarch and his ministers, or continue to ask why he didn't rein in the precipice, as if if he kept asking, he could change the ending a little.

"But A Xun, you have improved. I never thought that you could pretend to be poisoned, pretend not to wake up, and wait for such a night until you fight back." Huo Qi spoke more and more slowly, breathing alternately.

"Why can't it be, I was indeed in a coma and woke up at the last moment?" Murong Xun muffled.

Huo Qi sneered, "You and I both know, it only happens in dramas. Such good luck, most people will never come across it in their lifetime. Strange, she clearly said that Shangguan concubine slowly used poison on you for half a year , there is nothing wrong with it. In the past two months, you have indeed experienced corresponding symptoms. How come?"

"Do you know that Shangguan concubine uses poison slowly, where is the poison?"

Huo Qi has always known Murong Xun's diet. "Zuo only brings those sweet soups every now and then. I remember you and drink it every time."

Huo Qi didn't know it at first, but after several private meetings with Ruan Moxi, he decided to cooperate because of family disagreements, and then he learned about it from her.

But at that time, Shangguan concubine no longer sent sweet soup to the Imperial Palace.Because Jing Tingge gradually gained true knowledge in the continuous correspondence with Ruan Xueyin, he reminded Murong Xun to beware of this woman.

But after all, I have been drinking for more than half a year, it is too late.

"That soup is too sweet." Then I heard Murong Xun say, "At the beginning I was stupid, thinking that this woman would be useful, so don't make a fuss too stiff. There is nothing like a monarch or concubine. If you don't drink the soup from others, it will be too sweet." But I can only drink half of it when I pinch my nose, and the rest is poured, and the further I go, I can't drink it even when I pinch my nose, so I have to pour it all into the flowerpot."

Huo Qi was stunned, "Yes, bonsai on the desk?"

Three pots were changed in half a year, but for some reason, none of them survived for three months.

"No." Murong Xun snorted, "Later, she didn't bring soup anymore, so I didn't have to pour it out. The potted plants on the desk have been in good shape since then, and they haven't been replaced again. I was wondering, so it's this soup, bowl after bowl they."

"But, I've never heard your Majesty mention it."

"I didn't even mention it to her." Referring to Jing Tingge, "I didn't drink enough three bowls in total, and I was poisoned a little bit, so I wouldn't die. And don't you all think I'm brave and foolish? I'll try , Can you break this small situation by yourself?"

Huo Qi was amused for no reason, he made two low voices, and thought the words were weird, "Your Majesty has not been tricked, so it's considered a break."

Murong Xun snorted, "I have to pretend, let's see what she wants to do when she behaves like this. Then she complains of discomfort every now and then, causing the imperial doctor to come and see, of course she can't see why, because there is no discomfort at all."

Huo Qi remembered this passage very clearly.Up to now, it has been less than half a year. From the beginning, I couldn't tell where the discomfort was, and then gradually had clear symptoms, so that he fell into a coma last night. He just thought it was the slow poison, and it finally took effect.

He was also amazed that Shangguan Concubine's practice of using poison was accurate to the day.

Never thought that Murong Xun played by ear and pushed the boat along the way.

"How did Your Majesty know about those definite symptoms of poisoning? And how did you deceive the Shangguan concubine?"

Murong Xun's face also became paler, his chest was still bleeding slowly, but he was very proud, he laughed: "Repeated discomfort, the imperial doctor can't see it, she is a poisoner, naturally concerned, once I couldn't bear it In the word "caring", I said that she is also a practitioner of medicine after all, why don't you take a look for me. She has been feeling her pulse for a long time, but she seems to be puzzled, maybe she can't figure out the clue of the pulse, or she has little confidence in the poison she has studied. , simply listed some symptoms, let me understand if it is true."

Huo Qi understood, "Among the symptoms listed here, at least half of them are the reactions Her Majesty should have after being poisoned, so she can determine whether she succeeded."

Murong Xun felt quite elated, "Since then, I have acted according to the symptoms she listed. At first, they were few and mild, but they got worse every time, until I lost consciousness last night. It's quite logical."

Huo Qi seemed to be happy for him, and laughed again, "Your Majesty has completely fooled me."

The two were inexplicably happy, and laughed deeply.They were all wounded, and the bedroom was huge, and the laughter gradually became sad, resembling a sob, but it was not.

Huo Qi opened his mouth, but he couldn't say another word.

There should be a parting message.In addition to begging for Weiwei's life, one should also recall the youthful years, the friendship between the monarch and his ministers, and lament this sudden fate that cannot be resisted or discussed.

Life is so long, life is so short.He was suddenly a little thankful that he knew about it late, and spent more than twenty years without any burden. After breaking his promise, he would soon end his life.

He preferred the ending now to the fact that he killed him.

Murong Xun was still waiting for his parting words.Regret, regret, even asking for a little more forgiveness for the family, everything is fine.

After waiting for a long time, until the buzzing started in my head, I still didn't wait.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Huo Qi maintaining the posture of sitting on the edge of the bed, maintaining it meticulously, as solid as a rock on the other side.

The buzzing in his head began to spread, rushing to his limbs and bones, his eyelids hit his pupils heavily, he tried to open them, but the sunlight became weaker and brighter, and a slender figure flew over like a butterfly.

"song."

There are unfinished regrets in the dream.

There are hours spent together when we were young and farewell words that were not spoken.

Murong Xun didn't realize it was a dream, wandering in it, the galloping horses, the sound of the bowstring tensing instantly, and the echoes of the singing in the mountains were all in front of his eyes and ears, as if from now on, the king who seized the throne and proclaimed himself the king, and advanced and retreated with Jing Ting Ge Ten years is the big dream.

He, the Huo brothers, and a group of children from the family of generals galloped wildly in the Xiangshan paddock, running through countless days and nights, and endless years of youth.

But in the end, he ran into the eternal night, never to see the light of day again.

"Your Majesty."

This voice was also what he had been thinking about day and night. He had been looking forward to it for ten years, but now it was right next to his ears, and it was gentle like never before.

But he couldn't remember the name of the owner of the voice. He tried his best to think, but it was still blank, and gradually became anxious and panicked, and began to shout loudly.

The shout woke him up, and he opened his eyes suddenly, but saw the huge head of the flying dragon on the tent, looking down straight down, as if he was interrogating or persecuting.He hurriedly turned away, facing Jing Tingge's particularly thin and pale face.

"I just forgot your name. I heard you call me and wanted to respond, but I couldn't."

He spoke very hastily, Jing Tingge was embarrassed for a moment, then turned around and said, "Master Lu, come and have a look."

The Imperial Physician hurriedly stepped forward to inspect the condition of the lord, and after confirming that it was safe, he ordered a decoction.Murong Xun was very annoyed, he waved them all down, leaving only Jing Tingge behind.

"The door is closed." He said again as the last palace servant withdrew.

In the past, Jing Tingge would definitely not want to, and would insist and quit.It's because Ah Yan is coming back soon.Or is it because of time, situation, their growing age and their changing feelings with age?
The room was very quiet, Murong Xun gulped down the soup and passed the empty bowl to Jing Tingge.He thought leaning on the head of the bed was uncomfortable and not open, so he turned his back against the wall, sat sideways, and patted the side again.
"Come and sit here."

Jing Tingge felt that this man's ability to push forward was not reduced by the injury, "It's easy to talk face to face. Besides, I ran long distances, my body was dirty, and the dragon couch was dirty."

"Come here and let me have a look."

Really tired, so tired that I don't want to fight over small things, the doors are closed, whatever.She then began to take off her shoes, her hands were bandaged and it was inconvenient, her left foot helped her right.

"Bring it up and I'll take it off for you." Murong Xun sat forward.

Jing Tingge moved his feet closer to him, seeing him quickly take off his dirty shoes and throw them on the ground far away, he felt quite happy.

The two sat against the wall, under a fluffy brocade quilt.Murong Xun put the cushion behind her waist again, and looked at her at the same time, "I'm thinner, and my complexion is also very bad. I was tired in Mianzhou."

"I didn't sleep for ten days in the middle, and I didn't eat well." Jing Tingge replied meaninglessly, as if talking about other people's affairs, "The teacher warned us since we were young, no matter how good-looking you are, if you don't discipline yourself or manage yourself, you will soon be ugly. .But there are indeed many more important things in a person's life than maintaining their appearance, so when necessary, one must be generous to face the ugly."

These words were very cute to Murong Xun's ears. "My song is the most beautiful in Qingchuan. It's the same at this time. I don't accept anyone's rebuttal."

Jing Tingge was really exhausted, and after confirming that he was thoughtful, his whole body was taken away, so he continued to talk nonsense: "How about some people refute? You still have to punish them and force them to change their mouths?"

"It's not impossible."

The two looked at the skylight between the wide gates at the end, and laughed silently.

"There's still a confrontation outside, it's troublesome. But I don't want to move right now." She said.

"Take it easy, it's not too late. Or you can just leave it alone."

The next thing to deal with is the Shangguan Banquet.

And she hadn't figured out what he was going to do.

Murong Xun held her hand wrapped like a white steamed bun, "I'm most afraid of getting hurt, especially every year, so you look like you're not afraid of pain."

"Skin pain is the lightest pain in this world." Jing Tingge also looked down, "It's a pity that I can't command thousands of troops this time."

That was a joke between the two of them in the past.They are all good at playing the qin, and they are all national players, and the qin is the first of the octaves. The upper circle is like the sky, and the lower one is like the earth.

"Qianjun is already in the city." Murong Xun sneered, "There is no need to give orders."

Jing Tingge's gaze became far-reaching, floating out of the door of the dormitory, and into the sunlight outside. "Huo Yan is still fighting Qi in the south. Send him a letter."

　The next chapter turns to snow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)