box of hearts

Chapter 220 Broken Marigold (8)
Wang Zhengting waved his hand suddenly, and Qi She tensed all over, but found that the other party just grabbed a louse on the stem of his neck, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and then spit it out, grinning, "You can buy him, I'm not surprised, but the Forbidden Army has been in the hands of my royal family for generations, I want to know how much you paid to buy them?"

Qi She also smiled lightly, and said frankly: "It's not cheap, only Yin Dequan and Li Lin, who are the leaders, cost 50 taels each."

"Hehe, you are really willing to spend your money."

"After copying your Wang's family, you can make a profit without losing money."

"Those two traitors have taken refuge with you a long time ago, haven't they?"

This time Qi Shedan touched his upper and lower eyelids, "It's earlier than you can imagine."

"No wonder, when you replaced the Hunan Army and the Lu Army in a big way, you kept ignoring the big inner imperial forest under your nose. It turns out that what you changed was not people, but people's hearts." Wang Zhengting smiled tremblingly, and turned towards the sky. ——The top of the dungeon in the dark——I can't help feeling sad, "Thinking of my Wang family, there have been five queens, four generations of ministers, the most powerful under the chariot, and unparalleled wealth in the world. I don't want to be in my hands. The whole family is destroyed. He flattened his face, and his dim eyes shot out a strange light, "Regent, no, cousin, I lost to you because I am not as skilled as others, Huangquan Road, Reincarnation Platform, there is absolutely no trace of resentment, I just ask you to promise me, don't embarrass my little sister. She married into your Qi family at a very young age, has been a widow for many years, and has never lost her virtue, so at least let her spend the rest of her life in the palace."

Qi She squinted her eyes narrowly, probably as wide as a way to survive, "She is also the cousin of this king, and she is also a distinguished mother and empress dowager. No one has the guts to embarrass her."

Wang Zhengting nodded, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to see Diaoliang Huadong's house again, a young girl named Wang, who was wearing a clear wind and playing with the zither strings; after another blink of an eye, the song ended and the lights faded.In the death cell, he looked at the only living person in front of him and said: "When a person is about to die, his words are also kind. I will repay the good deeds of the regent king with kindness and tell them with a kind word."

"All ears."

"You have to be careful—the Queen Mother." Wang Zhengting grabbed another louse, this time, he strangled it to death with his long and yellow nails, and flicked it aside, "If there is anyone in this world who can defeat you, it must be Her. Not because she is smarter or stronger than you, but because you are the 'wife, person, zhi, benevolence' between the two of you."

Qi She responded gracefully: "Keep it in mind."

Wang Zhengting bent his knees to the sides and sat down on the ground with his legs crossed.Xiangyin couldn't make up his mind, so he used his hand to stroke the dead weapons in the silver tray one by one.Afterwards, he stood up again with props on his body, and hesitated for two steps, "It's so strange, it seems that the only thing that people can decide for themselves is how to die."

Then, before even a person like Qi She who reacted extremely quickly could react in time, the prisoner, who was already staggering as if he couldn't move, moved his body and slammed into the prison wall behind him.The shattering sound of the skull was like the death knell of an entire era, and the brain plasma splashed on the wall showed a provocative and contemptuous smile to the brand-new Death Disk not far away in a smooth arc.

The strong bloody smell made Qi She cough twice. He took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose, and didn't take another look.Turn around, step by step, and walk out of the prison.

Outside was the light sun at noon, and a lone goose brushed past a lone goose in the breeze.

7.
The evening goes and the morning comes, and the seasons fly by.

Six years have passed since the regent Qi She's mysterious and bloodless coup d'état.

In the past six years, Emperor Qi Hong only showed his face a few times at the three festivals, Zhengdan or Wanshou, and he was no longer the handsome young man he used to be. Rehabilitation, I am afraid that you will not be able to bear the burden." At the beginning, it transitions to "Uncle Regent is in charge of the government. The financial situation is difficult, and everything is perfect. I will accept it, and I will rely on it." ending.If things go on like this for a long time, there is a secret that spread like wildfire: the emperor's chronic illness did not originate from Wang Zhengting's insanity, but was poisoned by his uncle Qi She and imprisoned. Facing the water, there is only one bridge connected to the land, and the bridge is heavily guarded day and night.

There was once an upright old minister who openly asked to meet His Majesty the Emperor in order to hear the truth.The regent actually agreed.Another day, the eunuch led the old ministers straight to Xiyuan, entered a high pavilion behind the main hall, and let them in after pointing to a direction.The old official entered the room, but after a while he hid his face and came out. It turned out that there was a palace lady washing her hair and bathing.You must know that the layout of the palaces and the placement of thrones in the inner court are different, and you must inquire about where to go, where to stop, and where to kneel before the foreign ministers enter the audience. Stepping on the wrong place like this is the unforgivable crime of trespassing on the inside.In fact, it was obvious that someone ordered the eunuch to do something wrong, but the colleagues who interceded for the old minister later omitted this detail, and the big toe could understand who's idea was such a cunning and narrow-mindedness.In the end, the veteran was saved from death by grace, and he was punished, dismissed, and never used.Since then, no one has mentioned the need to face the saint alone, but the rumors have intensified.And the few people at the center of the rumors—the regent Qi She, the emperor Qi Hong, and the empress dowagers of the east and west palaces, remained silent as if they were in the eye of the storm.Until one day, an outsider pulled things off track and brought everyone back into the maelstrom.

This person, at this moment, was wearing a green and black livery, standing in the middle of a certain house.

"Zhang Hua!"

Someone called him, Zhang Hua stretched his neck, "Sir?"

The gentleman wears a blue Yangming scarf on his head, wearing a blue silk shirt lined with white cloth, white socks, and black gang pumps. He looks about his early thirties. a beard.After a closer look, I recognized it. It was Qiao Yunze.

He hasn't changed much, he still has handsome facial features and a slender figure. What the passage of time has brought to him is a more subtle change, making his whole body soft and sticky, as if his skin would change at any time. Melted away, turned into mucus and dripped down.But his hands, the white hands that were gentle and dexterous in the past, are hard and callused, so dry that if they are gently scratched by a piece of paper, the skin will burst to the sides, revealing the white bones inside.He held out the claw-like thing, "Give me the hangover soup, I'll bring it to Master Wu Yi's room."

The servant Zhang Hua has a big head and a short body, with a few beards on his lips.He shook the tray in his hand, "No, no, where can I find Mr. Labor, let the old servant send it in." He walked steadily forward as he spoke.

This is the home of Wu Ran, the chief executive of the Ciqing Palace. Because Wu Ran has been under house arrest in the palace with the Queen Mother all year round, his adopted son Wu Yi has become the head of the family.Wu Yi has also married a wife and had a son. Today is the child's first birthday, and the banquet has just been held in the mansion.As a father, Wu Yi naturally drank a few more glasses.

Zhang Hua brought the hangover soup, but Wu Yi grabbed Qiao Yunze who came in with the servant, "Teacher, don't go!"

"Master drank too much, sit down and have a rest." Qiao Yun helped Wu Yi to sit down at the table, and turned his face to the door, "Zhang Hua, come and feed the young master soup."

Wu Yi turned his head away, and swung his arm again, "I'm fine, I'm awake, Zhang Hua, get out!"

Wu Yi had kung fu and extraordinary strength, and with a random push, Zhang Hua fell to the ground on his ass.

At this moment, Qiao Yunze's eyes passed by inadvertently, and suddenly lit up.He turned around and held out his hand, pulling Zhang Hua up from the ground.Zhang Hua patted his butt with a wry smile, and went underground to clean up the overturned soup bowls.

Wu Yi stretched out his foot and kicked him on the shoulder again, "Did you hear that? Tell you to get out!"

Zhang Hua staggered, quickly picked up a few pieces of broken porcelain into the tray, and walked out with his back bent.

Qiao Yun stared at the door closing, then turned his face to stare at Wu Yi, his slender eyelashes hanging down in front of his pupils, and his teeth intertwined. "Master, I have something to tell you."

"No, I have something to tell you!" Wu Yi has long since ceased to look like an overbearing green onion. He has gained weight, his shoulders are protruding from the excess flesh, he put his head in the middle, and patted the table with clumsy movements, "Teacher , I am not happy! Since the change of Nightmare Town six years ago, the entire royal family has been destroyed, leaving only the empress mother and the empress dowager as a lonely family. If it wasn't for the fact that the teacher is just a fireman doing rough work, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to leave the Ciqing Palace. How long has it been since I saw my father? My father used to be a big celebrity that everyone scrambled to curry favor with, but now he is like a plague god that everyone avoids If it were a few years ago, when the grandson of the steward of the Ciqing Palace was his first birthday, the gift-givers would have broken through the threshold, but look at today! Damn it! Forget it, those little people who worship the high and step down Do you still expect them to fail? It’s just that my brothers and sisters who practice martial arts are lucky to be as good as before, and I don’t even come to congratulate my son on such a big event as his first birthday. Teacher, I feel uncomfortable!"

Qiao Yun patted Wu Yi on the back, as if he wanted to shake the sadness to the ground, "Master, you drank too much, just listen to me—"

(End of this chapter)