I am a good citizen of Condor Shooting!

Chapter 71

Huang Yaoshi didn't intend to have more pleasantries with Hong Qigong, now he just wanted to hand over Wu Mu's suicide note to the emperor earlier, and then quickly took Mo Yan to Tianshan to find blood lotus. In fact, the answer is already obvious.After a short meeting, it was Huang Yaoshi who said goodbye without any regrets, and Hong Qigong couldn't help but flatten his mouth in grievance. Of course, this action was done by an old man in his 50s, and the effect was not as good as imagined. Then it's beautiful.

According to the detailed map around Jiaming Hall provided by Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi and Mo Yan abandoned the main road with many guards outside the hall, and changed to a small road, directly passing from the inside of Jiaming Hall to Qinzheng Hall. After all, although they are strong, But no one likes to ask for trouble.

The moonlight is bright, tonight is exactly the fifteenth day of the eighth month, but Zhao Kuo is not in the mood to have a palace banquet with the concubines as usual, instead he sent off his left and right to wander alone in the forbidden palace.Maybe it's because the older he gets, the weaker he becomes, but just at the age of knowing his destiny, he began to recall the past frequently, which is really disturbing.

The white jade jug in his hand was shining in the night, but to Zhao Kuo, it was just a worthless dead thing. The intoxicating wine swayed in the jug with his steps, making a slight tremor in the quiet night .Zhao Kuo's eyes gradually became dark, and the corners of his mouth were habitually pursed. His more than 20 years of imperial career had made him habitually hide his true thoughts, making it hard for people to see or guess.

Stepping on the moonlight, Zhao Kuo walked to a side hall unknowingly. The mottled lock on the outer wall of the hall indicated that the palace had been abandoned for a long time. He raised his hand and gently brushed the vermilion gate with peeling red paint. I don't understand why I got here.

Memories of the past 50 years flooded in, blinding him for a moment.

Zhao Kuo was originally the second son of Song Guangzong. When he was ignorant, his outstanding elder brother took most of the love from his parents. Although he would not be short of anything, he was always lonely in his heart.Generally speaking, it is normal for the eldest son to be valued and cultivated by his father, but the second son will always be loved by his mother, but unlike other families, Zhao Kuo's mother is not such a kind woman, who loves power and has a vicious mind At that time, Li Fengniang's notoriety spread throughout the Forbidden Palace.

Naturally, Empress Li didn't have any leisure time to accompany this useless second son.

Maybe it was because I was too lonely when I was young, so I was so happy after I finally had a companion to read.From the beginning to the general role and then to the weak crown, his shadow has been around him for 12 years.

However, maybe it was getting older, maybe it was the accidental death of his brother, since then he began to yearn for something else, began to use his scheming on the most honorable couple, and began to strive for a certain position in the court. , and began to secretly form cliques to form their own forces.

At that time, it was still him who accompanied me.

He didn't drink much, but perhaps because of depression, Zhao Kuo also started to get a little drunk, and couldn't tell what was fantasy and what was reality for a while.A charming and fierce handsome face suddenly appeared in front of him, saying something as if swearing, looking at him with trust and admiration, he thought he would forget that person, he thought that after more than 20 years, the picture always It will become blurred, but the reality reveals everything and tells him that the previous ones were all delusion, and he couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart, "You Jun..."

This night Zhao Kuo was surprisingly fragile, far from the decisive and decisive Song Ningzong in the past. He let the memories get out of hand, tortured him, and drowned him. He climbed over the courtyard wall of the side hall and sat sideways on him By the garden where Yao Youjun used to meet, sinking into memories.

Uncertain in nature, he would find it difficult to let go once he had tasted power, but his foundation was still shallow. Although he had secretly started to form forces after the death of the emperor's brother, the time was still short, and there were few loyal loyalties. It didn't work either, his ambitions were inflated but he was short of manpower, and his cousin Zhao Yan was watching over him again. Finally, when he was awarded the King of Excellence, he had a showdown with You Jun.

There is no child of the royal family who has not dreamed of that position, Zhao Bing is like this, and so is he.Unlike his father, who only wants to have fun, he has great ambitions and is very capable.It's a pity that the father and the emperor are at odds, and there is always a rift between them under the instigation of the mother. Sometimes he doesn't understand his mother. Even if the emperor doesn't like her being arrogant and domineering, even if she wants to sit more securely in the father's position, she agrees. You should act respectfully, instead of dissatisfied with the emperor and causing troubles as you did later.

The emperor doesn't like his father, nor himself. He prefers Zhao Bing, the second son of his second uncle who died young. The various deeds of his father and queen make his future more tortuous. He knows that his father has only one emperor, Not surprisingly, the throne is always his own, but his cousin's covetousness made him feel uneasy, coupled with the emperor's protection, he couldn't punish him, and he suffered a lot during the game.He didn't want to just defend but not attack anymore, so after the showdown, You Jun understood his intentions and offered a solution.

It is to avoid accumulating power in secret for the time being.

After 12 years of companionship, they already had a tacit understanding that surpassed that of masters and servants, friends and even confidants. On the day of parting, they slept on a small couch in his side hall in the palace, lying on their feet, and lingering on their necks.Until the early morning of the second day, they finally separated for the time being. Youjun went to his father's best friend to learn art for later use, while he went to work in the fiefdom, and it has been three years since we met again...

The court was treacherous and changeable, and the game for the throne was even more difficult. If you make a mistake, you will lose your bones. The two walked hand in hand and tremblingly managed to gain a firm foothold. Two years later, they were named the crown prince.Finally, in the fifth year of Shaoxi, they found an opportunity. Not only did they break Zhao Bing's influence, they prevented him from entering Lin'an again in his lifetime, and even died young in the barren fief. Taking advantage of the time when the officials were dissatisfied with the father's unfilial piety, he ascended to the throne, and sat on the throne of the emperor that he longed for.

Complacent and high-spirited.

However, at this time, You Jun, who knew a lot of secrets and also mastered a lot of dark forces, blocked his eyes.

Except for the hindrance, the supreme position has already made his heart harden. In his eyes, where can he let go other than the imperial power? I can't see You Jun's blind patience, and I can't see You Jun's melancholy after his wedding I am lonely, and I can't see the friendship that is always placed on me.

In the Hall of Qinzheng, a cup of poisoned wine ended this fate.

Thinking of 12 years of companionship, two years of life and death together is nothing more than that, it is chilling.

Zhao Kuo sighed, and when he drank again, he found that the wine in the jug had already been drunk, so he stood up, patted the dust on his clothes, and smoothed his slightly messy temple hair.

Have you ever regretted it?

Yes, sorry.

What if you come back?

Still like this, will not change.

This is probably the way of the emperor...

A gust of wind blew, and Zhao Kuo turned around. When he was sober, he was about to go back to the palace to rest. After all, he had to go to the court tomorrow to discuss matters. As an emperor, he didn't have so much freedom. He still had to be responsible for his subjects. The country is eyeing covetously, and there is Mongolia, which is obedient and obedient, he must always work hard to be worthy of this country.In fact, from a certain point of view, although Zhao Kuo is not a good lover, he is definitely a wise monarch, even if this monarch is still short of half a point of tolerance.

"Who?" As soon as he turned around, Zhao Kuo frowned, looking at the two figures in the shadow, he couldn't help but be on his guard. Today, he suddenly thought of You Jun. He didn't have a guard, and he usually hides in the dark. The shadow guard was not allowed to enter the side hall, and now he is alone and helpless.This kind of situation has never happened since the death of the emperor's brother. Zhao Kuo was a little bit at a loss for a while, so he had to stabilize the opponent first, and then see how to get out.

"King Jia." The unfamiliar yet familiar call Zhao Kuo froze and was stunned on the spot, but Huang Yaoshi didn't pay much attention to it, just stepped forward, walked out from the shadows, took out Wu Mu's suicide note and handed it to him. Zhao Kuo, "I met Yue Lingshan by accident, and he dragged me to give this to you before he died."

Zhao Kuo took it in a daze, but when he saw the four words on the cover, his demeanor changed drastically, and the last trace of alcohol disappeared, leaving only a glint of memory in his eyes.

Wu Mu's suicide note!It was Wu Mu's suicide note!He could already foresee how the soldiers of the Song Dynasty would be invincible in the future and open up territories. He took a deep breath, and Zhao Kuo's tone was rarely grateful, "Thank you." "Thank you for what I did." Huang The pharmacist snorted coldly, ungrateful.

"No, you really should thank me. I'm not a junior, so I don't have that many reasons to help you." Huang Yaoshi paused, and then said again.

After hearing this, Zhao Kuo looked at Huang Yaoshi, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed, "I'm the one who's sorry for Mr. You."

"It's a pity that junior brother is dead, no matter how much guilt you have, it's useless. Hmph... I almost forgot, your imperial family's method of dispatching people is really monotonous, and you always use poisoned alcohol to get things done. It's a pity that junior brother is pathetic, It was his lover who wanted to kill him, and no one will avenge him, so that you will have peace." Huang Yaoshi glanced at Zhao Kuo lightly, and had no desire to talk anymore, so he waved his sleeves and raised his voice, "Ah Say, let's go."

Mo Yan responded, followed behind Huang Yaoshi full of doubts, and turned back the same way, "Was that the emperor just now?"

"Well."

"But the side hall before doesn't look like his bedroom, and his state is not right, especially when you mentioned your junior brother." The more he thought about it, the more he felt like he had spied on some secret secrets of the palace, Mo Yan smacked Clicking his tongue, he didn't hide his curiosity towards Huang Yaoshi at all.

"Junior Brother Yao is his knot in his heart, and he will never let it go in his life." Huang Yaoshi's eyes were still light and there was no ups and downs. Map, answer to Mo Yan, "The Hall of Qinzheng is behind there, I'm afraid it has something to do with the younger brother."

Mo Yan blinked, and slowly realized that something was wrong. Huang Yaoshi still showed a little bit of grief when he was in front of the emperor, but he couldn't see anything when there were only the two of them left. , causing him to think of someone for a moment, "Yaoshi, the junior brother you are talking about is probably dumb." He couldn't help but look at Mo Yan with admiration, "That's right, it's him."

But he is obviously not dead... The rhetorical question slipped around his mouth and finally swallowed it back. He thought of the dumb and damaged vocal cords, and seemed to understand something for a moment.

Turning his head and looking behind him, Song Ningzong's lonely back is so bleak, but his actions are so cruel and ruthless, which makes Mo Yan feel a little complicated in his heart.

This is the heavenly home.