Emperor Phoenix

Chapter 313

And in that room, above the crowds of people, Xuanyin Yuanjun waved his sleeves, and white clouds flew past him. Zhenjun Yousheng smiled lightly, flicked his fingers, and the water flow violently separated the barrier, pulling the white clouds forward.

The two calmly finished watching each other, and looked at each other again.

Dianmu almost touched her chest again.

The pile of entangled female fairies and gods on the ground struggled to get up, and just as they separated, Chang'e, who had brows bristling upright, slapped the canopy across the face.

"rogue!"

Canopy flapped his ears and felt wronged, "I didn't touch it!"

"How do you know someone touched me if you didn't touch me!"

A new wave of war started again, and Lingbao Tianzun had his beard ripped off when he went to persuade the fight. When the situation calmed down with great difficulty, they found out that the three people who were the culprit had all disappeared.

Three days later.

Asgard Express.

The latest news from Lazy Cloud Nest.

The three immortals and one cat who slipped away at the Jiuhua Meeting miraculously went to play mahjong that day. It is said that whoever wins will be out of the game, causing the two great sages to lose and lose and lose. .

In the end, in the four rounds of mahjong, the two great sages miraculously lost two games each, and the [-]th time they were tied.

The Immortal Lingyuan smiled and hugged Agui and personally sent the two of them out, plucked two cat hairs and gave one each as a commemoration. It's really not justified not to return some gifts.

Outside the lazy cloud nest.

Xuanyin Yuanjun raised his head and clasped his fists to Yousheng Zhenjun, "During the calamity of Zhenjun, the emotion of protecting each other is earth-shattering, why not continue the good story on the Nine Heavens?"

Yousheng Zhenjun returned the gift with a faint smile, "Yuanjun has gone through calamities, two lives with the immortal for a lifetime, is it not enough? My immortal family is indifferent and desireless, but Yuanjun is so greedy."

"Humph."

"Well."

The light flashes again.

Part ways.

The [-]th Triangle Chasing Battle of the Nine Heavens ended in vain again.

Behind him, Lingyuan hugged Agui and sighed in satisfaction.

"It's done, it's done..."

Does everyone have a fate in one sentence, which decides the whole life?

For example, for myself, there is probably only one word, "empty".

The air is empty, the door is open and it is empty and silent, and what comes to my face is the crowd of people who are ten feet soft red with the fragrance of powder and sensuality, but none of it belongs to me.

None of it belonged to what I was looking forward to, those breaths written in my blood and memory that could wake me up from my deep sleep at any time.

So this tide broke into the empty city of Jing'an Palace, and was destined to return lonely.

And I am just a lonely tide, flowing out of my empty city because of those submerged restlessness on the night of the blood moon.

Such a star, such a night.

The red light in my hand was fluttering in the wind, that ray of red light reflected the bloody moon in the sky, the general color, I held up the red light and illuminated it against the moonlight, the red silk flowed like a cloud under the moon the mist, and she danced lightly in the mist.

Dancing, with black hair and bare feet, with a dazzling array of bracelets, the flowers and branches blowing the ground due to the wind, the palace waist is slender and the palm is light.

In a trance, on the vast ice and snow back then, the stunning woman who was dancing with clouds and clouds, twirling into a day of fragrant flowers between flying steps and feet, all of which are Manjushahua far away from the other shore.

Since then, the flowing dark red flowers and leaves have passed softly and sharply in my life, leaving light but deep marks, and then pressed into the book of memories, becoming a book that will never be forgotten. Withering flower sticks.

The red light is flowing, and it is not known whether it is the light of the blood moon or the heart that has been swaying many years ago.

I couldn't help but smiled slightly.

Surrounded by a child whizzing by, holding a small lantern, the unique shape of a lotus flower blooms dark yellow floating lotus flowers on the bluestone street painted with shadows.

The lotus flower floated past my feet, connecting with the darkness at the end of the long street.

I suddenly recalled many years ago, during the Lantern Festival, I took my sister to see the lanterns. Her small soft hand was in my palm, and my other hand was clasped with scattered silver. What kind of lanterns did she fancy? I bought it for her.

Such a small person can't spend money, but he can't stop shaking my hand when he sees the rabbit lamp he likes, and his delicate fingers rub against the palm of his hand, making it soft and itchy.

I had a lot of broken silver in my hand that day. When my parents sent us out that day, they gave me a hand full of silver and said, "Go, Xi'er, play well, buy well, buy whatever you want .”

I was surprised to look up at my father, who was serious and rigid on weekdays. Didn't he always say something like "restrain the state and be frugal at home", "frugality is the common virtue, extravagance is the greatest evil." son?I have never been allowed to be extravagant on weekdays, and everyone in the government and the public knows that Da Situ Yujie is upright, jealous of evil, the most honest and upright person, and his family style is difficult for ordinary people to match.

But my father turned his eyes away from me. He only looked at the half-closed double-panel door. The black paint on the door was dropped a lot because my father had no money to repair it, but it still reflected his slightly trembling profile. The mustache on his lips seemed to tremble in the wind.

I went to see my mother in surprise, she stuffed a small cloth bag into my sleeve, and there was a smile on her lips, which seemed to be the same as usual, but I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my heart for some reason. I wanted to pull her to go with me, and stretched out my hand to drag her out of the door, but she gently broke away from my hand, and said softly but firmly: "No, mother can't go, Xi'er, tell Uncle Shun to follow you."

Uncle Shun went over to hold my hand and said tremblingly: "Master, this old slave will accompany you and Miss."

I heard his tone was weird, and turned back to look at the old family who had been following my father, but my mother suddenly pushed me and said: "Go, play for a long time, it's a rare...good day."

I was dragged out of the door by Shun Bo, feeling deeply uneasy, I turned to see my mother, she leaned against the door and stared at us in a daze, and when she saw me looking over, she gave me a strange smile.

That smile is scattered in the spring night wind of the Lantern Festival. I don't feel joy, but I don't understand the content because I am young.

Many years later, I realized that that smile is called sad.

I really went shopping for a long time that night. Shunbo held the lanterns in his hands. Later, my sister was tired, so I took the lanterns. He hugged my sister. Halfway through the shopping, there was a commotion on Zhengyang Street. A group of knights in golden armor galloped past. They were the imperial guards who were in charge of delivering decrees, and it was said that the decrees were always passed on to depose important officials, so they were called "guards who broke the house".

Those roaring and flying horses wrapped in gold and inlaid with jade flashed past the crowd, like a torrent of gold passing through the bustling fireworks, rushing towards an unpredictable destiny. I stared blankly at the majestic iron hoof, and suddenly realized Uncle's palm was cold.

I looked up at him, and he turned his face away, the flash of water on his face was reflected in the flash of city lights.

I wanted to ask something, but Shun Bo took my hand and walked in the opposite direction, saying: "Master, that crystal lamp in front is so unique, let's go and have a look."

The younger sister cheered and clapped her little hands, clapping her legs on Shunbo's back, clamoring to go, she was so eager, her smile was shining like a flower in the colorful lights, I was always happy to see her smiling, and I didn't want to let her down, Then follow the past.

That crystal lamp is really beautiful, it is made into a wishful shape, inlaid with crystals all over, and it is as bright as broken jade. The colorful lights on all sides are eclipsed in front of it. Blurred and colorful, cherry red willows, green goose, yellow, water and blue all fade away with a faint halo, reflecting people's faces in a trance like shadows in the water.

So beautiful, beautiful as unreal.

Just like this city of lights, everything so beautiful is so beautiful that it makes people panic.

We lingered in front of the lamp for a long time, the crowd gradually dispersed, my sister fell asleep on Shunbo's back, and I started to walk back.

Shun Bo held me back.

His cold and rough palm tightly clasped my fingers.

He said.

"Master, we can't go back."

Such a star, such a night.

There are actually stars on the night of the blood moon, and this is the first time I have seen them in many years. The stars are slightly drunk by the bewildered light red moonlight, like the unconscious blinking eyes of a drunken person.

When the emperor at the end of the Yuan Dynasty ordered his father to be executed, it was said that he was drunk once. Was he like this at that time, blinking his scarlet eyes and ordering: "Execute."?
What a simple word, decided the final destination of the 38 lives of the Yu family.

It turns out that life is so precious yet so contemptible. It is so precious that I will not be able to exchange for the glory of the nobles and ministers in my life.

The red light swayed, and a deep red color appeared on the bluestone ground, just like the blood flowing from the bodies of those people I was familiar with.

That night, the Shangyuan Festival, which was celebrated in the whole sky, was the death taboo of my Yu family. Da Situ Yujie was punished for the crime of "disobedience" without any reason or explanation. One of his The student was on duty in the palace, and overheard this order, and desperately sent the news before the murderous Jin Wei, his father did not want to believe the bad news, his family urged him to escape but he refused, her husband was loyal to Wang Shi, how to escape without guilt?He insisted on going to the saint to clean up his innocence, but my mother immediately sent us out of the house.

Then my father, who had not yet entered the palace, was blocked in front of his house by the golden guards. Without giving him any chance to argue, he directly set up a wooden frame in the yard, buried his whole body with quicklime, and only exposed The head was immediately poured with cold water.

In an instant, the lime burned and boiled rapidly, and exploded loudly on the father's body. The skin and flesh were peeled off as the smoke evaporated, and only a white bone remained on the wooden frame in a blink of an eye.

Wei's head was intact, and he never closed his eyes until his death. He kept his eyes open and looked in the direction of Miyagi.

His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to question the tyrant who he had worked so hard to help for many years but still perverted at the moment when his flesh burst and his soul boiled, why?
There is no reason, Da Situ Yujie is upright and outspoken, he is known as the number one official in the court, he has been in office for many years, and he has offended countless people, and those courtiers who are full of joy have thought of him for a long time.

(End of this chapter)