Yu Wu

Chapter 128 Standing

Li Wei stood under the plaque in the center of the main entrance with her sleeves wrapped around her eyes.Behind him is the heavily locked gate of Xihe Mansion, and in front of him is the stone pillar of the town residence bestowed by the former emperor, on which are engraved in small seal script the honors of heroes of the four generations of Mohists.

"Steward Li, you have turned the world upside down! Is your Xihe Mansion going to fight against the edict?!"

"Mr. Zhao, what are you talking about? Haven't I explained it to you? Mr. Xihe is in poor health at the moment, and there is no way to come out to receive the imperial edict. When his condition improves, I will report to him immediately." Ming Shengyi. You must not get angry, it will be bad for your body if you get angry."

Mr. Zhao was so angry that he pointed at Steward Li's nose and cursed: "Li Wei! You have to be careful when you lie! The matter of Xihe Jun's private trespassing on the Sishu stage tonight has already been exposed! The traitor surnamed Gu was kidnapped, and now you are saying that he is not feeling well, who do you think is a fool?!"

Li Wei rubbed his nose: "Hey, this is a long story, there may be misunderstandings..."

"What misunderstanding can there be! One night, Shennongtai went to the mansion, Princess Mengze went to the mansion, Jiang Fuli went to the mansion-what, these people can see each other, but only Wang Shang The sent people are blocking the door—what's the point?!"

Li Wei clapped his hands: "Hey, you are so right! Did you find out? The people who went in were all monks from the Medicine Sect, and they were all attending night clinics for the Lord. The Lord is very sick! "

"you--!"

They were arguing fiercely, when suddenly there was a "squeak", and the door of the mansion opened.

Mo Xi stood behind the gate, in the middle of the moonlight, raised a pair of tired but still fierce phoenix eyes, and stared at them coldly.

Li Wei had really dragged it to the point where he couldn't drag it any longer, seeing Mo Xi coming out, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, hurriedly moved aside, bowed his head and said, "My lord."

Mo Xi stepped out of the threshold, his voice low and fiery: "Thank you for your hard work. Go down."

"Yes."

Li Wei stepped back, and Mo Xi walked out, his eyes followed the steps of the mansion, looking down at Zhao Gong from top to bottom.Although Mr. Zhao is the closest servant to your lord, he is trusted by your lord, but his status is still there. What's more, Mo Xi naturally has a very cold temperament. When he doesn't speak or smile , this kind of temperament can make almost everyone feel extremely heavy pressure.

Mr. Zhao's sharp edge suddenly faded away.

He bowed his head and saluted: "Mr. Xihe."

Mo Xi didn't make a sound, and raised his head slightly, looking at the starry night in front of him, with some inexplicable emotions flickering in his eyes.

Zhao Gong continued: "Your Majesty, please—"

"How is your body, Your Majesty?"

Zhao Gong was stunned for a moment.He thought about Mo Xi's various reactions, accepting it calmly, getting angry calmly, disobeying...but he was still choked by Mo Xi's endless question.

"Mengze said that his old illness had relapsed a few days ago, how is he now?"

"... Please trouble Xi and Jun to miss you, Your Majesty has God's blessing, it's almost better now."

"Okay. That's good." Mo Xi stepped on the ground with his military boots inlaid with iron, he walked down the steps, and said calmly, "I will follow you into the palace."

In the depths of the royal city.

Suzaku Hall.

This sleeping hall is the warmest place in the entire palace city. The palace is not big, but it is all built with rocks from the fierce volcano in the extreme south.Every time when a cold illness strikes, Junshang will choose to rest here to warm up his body.

Mo Xi followed Zhao Gong to the outside of the Vermilion Bird Hall.Mr. Zhao went in to report, and then retreated with Fuchen in his cage. He bowed to Mo Xi and said, "Mr. Xihe, your honor."

Mo Xi stepped into the hall door - he has always disliked coming to this hall, because the carpet of the Suzaku Hall is too thick, as soon as he enters the door, his soles of his feet will sink deep into the soft cushions, like a falling bird. A beast that has fallen into the mud is also like a moth that has fallen into a spider's web. An involuntary feeling will creep up along the spine.No matter how good the fragrance is, it can't be dispelled.

Zhao Gong closed the gate of the palace, and the Zhuque Palace surrounded by pearls and emeralds was filled with a heavy fragrance, as if even the air was sticky and could not be stirred.

At this time of year, the weather was already a little hot, but there was still a pot of charcoal fire burning in the center of the Suzaku Hall, and the raging flames were burning vigorously.Your Majesty was sitting sideways on a small sandalwood couch, wrapped in thick fox fur, with his eyes downcast, twirling the Bodhi Dzi bracelet in his palm.His complexion was very pale, and even the firelight shining on his face couldn't add a little bit of energy to him.

Hearing the movement, Jun Shang's hand turning the beads paused for a moment, and then he sighed thinner than paper: "Mr. Xihe, here we come."

Mo Xi didn't speak.

In fact, from the moment he saw the truth, he was so angry that he wanted to go to the palace immediately to question the emperor about many things-but Gu Mang was still in danger, and he couldn't get out until Jiang Fuli and Cheng Cheng After rushing back to stabilize the situation for Gu Mang, he was finally able to come to the palace and face this man who actually knew everything already.

And when he really stood in front of the king, his anger deepened, but he was no longer as tense as before.He could barely suppress the outburst of his anger, staring at the king wrapped in fox fur.

Jun Shang said: "It's not a big deal to ask you to come here tonight. It's just that Zhou He just reported an anecdote, and I feel that I should share the reward with Mr. Xihe. Are you interested in listening to Mr. Xihe?"

"..."

After waiting for a while, Mo Xi didn't see an answer, so Jun Shang continued without hesitation: "Zhou He told Gu that today he is practicing the Black Demon Trial that Gu entrusted to him. A person came. That person disregarded his dissuasion, and ignored Gu's order at all. He insisted on taking the trial body away. He even violated the admonition to summon Shenwu, and almost let the blood of the cultivator on the stage be splashed on the spot. .”

"Does Mr. Xihe think that the man who cut off the beard is a treacherous and evil person?" The gentleman turned a dzi bead again, and said with a sneer, "Gu also thought so at the time. Until Zhou He told Gu, saving people The hero of the—”

He slowly raised his eyes, on his frail face, a pair of pupils were extremely cold and sharp.

"It's you."

The two words seemed to be cut from the gap between the teeth.Your Majesty sat up straight, the deep eyebrows cast a heavy shadow on the eye sockets.The two monarchs and ministers looked at each other across the burning charcoal basin, the heat and smoke rushed up, and the faces in each other's eyes were blurred and distorted.

Jun Shang said in a dark voice: "Mr. Xihe, you have disappointed Gu Gu so much."

"I ask you, what did I say to you when I handed Gu Mang over to you?"

"..."

"Gu told you at the time that Gu Mang should have been sentenced to death for the felony he committed. The reason why he was kept alive was because the Liao Nation Curse on his body was worth studying. One day he was destined to be used for trials. I just hope that at that time you don't forget who you are, and stand in the wrong place in a flash of your head."

These words were indeed what the emperor had commanded with him.At that time, he only felt suffocated when he heard it, but now when he heard it again, he felt that it was very ironic, ridiculous, and terrifying.

Mo Xi looked down at Jun Shang's face, trying to find even the slightest bit of guilt, sadness, or hesitation from that face.But no.

It was an extremely delicate mask, every inch of emotion seemed to be measured and drawn a hundred times, and even the eyes did not waver in the slightest.

The hardest thing to see is the king's heart... How can this sentence be wrong?

Mo Xi slowly closed his eyes, coldness and anger, disappointment and grief flowed through his whole body along with his blood.His Majesty's words still pierced into his eardrums like a scorpion's poisonous claws: "Mr. Xihe, it seems that you have lost your head now, and you have completely forgotten Gu's orders. You no longer remember that you are the first commander of Chonghua, and you don’t even remember who stabbed you in the chest. You don’t remember who rescued you and gave you a second life, and you don’t remember who Who killed tens of thousands of people in our country—you don’t even remember who is a traitor. Right.”

In the charcoal basin, a prickly prickly ash wood cracked and burst, and a cluster of bright sparks rushed up, flying in the air.

Mo Xi opened his eyes.

He endured his anger to leave, endured his trembling hands, forced himself to suppress the lava-like anger, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, have you finished?"

Your Majesty was startled suddenly.

His black eyes were staring at Mo Xi's face, and only then did he realize that Mo Xi's state was very poor, and when he felt it again, even the spiritual flow in his body was extremely unstable.

Could it be that--!

Jun Shang suddenly felt extremely uneasy, and unconsciously clenched the dzi bead bracelet tightly with his fingers, and the last bit of blood faded from his face.One monarch and one minister seem to have figured out everything clearly in such an eye contact.

"If Your Majesty has finished speaking, then I have an anecdote here. I don't know if Your Majesty dares to listen."

"..."

After a long while, Jun Shang leaned back deep in the couch.He had almost guessed what Mo Xi wanted to say - that was the only thing that could make him suddenly change his attitude so resolutely.

The last layer of paper between them was already trembling and was about to be pierced.

Mo Xi stared into Junshang's eyes, and tore off the layer of paper word by word: "...Many years ago, I knew a person. That person had made great military exploits for the state, and fought for many years. He was defeated once. Later, for the sake of the [-] tombstones and the fair world that his majesty had promised him, he went deep into the enemy camp and endured humiliation for five years. During these five years, he hated not a single day that he was contaminated Not a day goes by without wishing that his lord can let him see the promises of the past fulfilled..."

Every time he uttered a word, His Majesty's complexion became even uglier. These words were like sharp knives piercing his flawless mask, trying to shatter all his illusions to pieces.

Every word that Mo Xi said was wrapped in thick blood, reaching the king's eyes.

"That person finally returned to the state, but lost his memory. But no one knew that he was wronged except the king who he had entrusted with his life. He was reviled by thousands of people and imprisoned. Everyone hated him He blamed him, accused him of bullying him, and wished he could die—and his lord...the one who had personally promised him...that one day, he would avenge his grievances and personally put on the blue and gold ribbon for him—but said Rong The only reason for him to live is to use him for the Dark Demon Trial!"

Mo Xi's eye sockets were scorched by the sudden burst of anger.No matter how forbearing he was, Mo Xi's voice trembled when he said this, and the fire seemed to be quenched into his pitch-black eyes.

"...Your Majesty. I wonder if this story is familiar to you."

Your Majesty's complexion was paler than paper. In this frozen atmosphere, he put the beads back on his wrist. His hands trembled a little. He put them on once, but he didn't put them on. He wrapped the beads around the second time. .

"Mo Xi." Your Majesty raised his eyes, "You are so courageous...how dare you break into Yushitai and steal the jade slips containing history..."

"So..." Mo Xi closed his eyes, his voice trembling with anger, "You really destroyed those jade slips!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the pain and coldness in his eyes at this moment was something that your majesty had never seen before.

It's just astonishing.

——Your Majesty and Mo Xi are about the same age, and they can be regarded as having grown up all the way. He knows exactly what kind of person this young general of the empire is.

His father once said: "The Mo family is loyal, powerful, brave, stubborn, and tenacious...Admit a death sentence. This kind of person will never covet your throne, and will not easily do anything outrageous." However, once one day, he thinks that what you have done violates what he thinks is the "Tao", he will stand opposite you regardless of life and death, fearless of honor and disgrace, and become the sharpest nail in your eyes. The most painful thorn of all."

He could not fail to remember his father's words all the time, and he has been careful every step of the way when it comes to matters related to Mo Xi.

But Mo Xi still stood in the opposite position to him.

Mo Xi said nervously: "Your Majesty, he has done so much for you, but do you have to hide this part of the truth?!"

The Suzaku Hall was terribly quiet for a moment, the entwined dragons engraved on the beams on the roof seemed to come to life, and the bearded beasts looked down at the tit-for-tat confrontation in the hall.

After a while, Your Majesty spoke.

There is nothing to hide from, nothing to hide anymore.

Your Majesty raised his eyes and said in a low voice, "...otherwise."