The night in Xing'an Fucheng is miserable.

Pei Yue was in the independent corridor, with his hands behind his back, holding a book in his hands, looking up at the waning moon on the sky.

He is not deliberately pretending to be lonely or hypocritical. After all, he has seen nearly forty years of vicissitudes in his two lifetimes. In terms of mental age, he is more mature than Pei Rong and is not that naive.

The Zangfeng Guards will set off for Jiuliguan early tomorrow morning, where they will familiarize themselves with the landforms and climate of the wasteland. After waiting for the governors of Huazhou and Yunzhou to deliver what Pei Yue needs, they will start plowing the barbarians in the wasteland and sweeping holes.

offensive.

The reason why he admired the moon alone at this time was because there were too many emotions accumulated in his heart that he could not express to others.

Five days have passed, and the sad atmosphere in the city has eased. However, for those people who live an honest life, the tragic results of more than 1,600 people killed and more than 3,000 injured can hardly be overcome by the joy of defeating the barbarians.

Cover-up. Those killed and injured that night were all locals, which meant that thousands of families suffered casualties of varying degrees.

Fang Xun's death pushed this sad atmosphere to the climax. In the past four years, he had worked hard as the prefect and was deeply loved by the people. So every day, people went to worship outside the government office. Almost every household in the city

The door of the house is hung in white.

After years of war, Pei Yue thought that he had cultivated his heart to be as solid as stone. But when he saw the ordinary people crying because of the death of their relatives, and the dull men with broken limbs but still respectful faces in front of him, he saw

For those children who had lost their fathers and were timid and didn't know how to face the world, he felt that a long-lost emotion was boiling in his heart.

Struggling in the court, struggling in the whirlpool of power, it seems that he is constantly falling towards the abyss.

Just like his hesitation all this time.

Chen Xizhi previously said that he deliberately suppressed the marching speed of the Tibetan Front Guards in order to delay the time to deal with the barbarians as much as possible, waiting for the dust to settle in Kyoto, and seeking the best interests for himself.

Although Pei Yue firmly denied it at the time, only he knew clearly that he was indeed in a very tangled state in his heart.

The main reason is the unpredictable attitude of Emperor Kaiping.

Pei Yue has always had a clear understanding of his position in the court. From beginning to end, he was a sword in the emperor's hand. At first, Emperor Kaiping was obviously very confident that he could control this sword, but as time went on,

Pei Yueli's achievements became greater and greater, and he gradually realized that the knife was sharper than he expected.

It is easy to hurt your hands this way.

However, compared to Pei Yue, who currently has a shallow foundation, the first thing Emperor Kaiping has to deal with is the influence of the Wang family in the military. This is not a problem that can be solved by Wang Pingzhang's retreat.

If he is allowed to successfully deal with Wang Pingzhang, what arrangements will be made for Pei Yue next?

It was difficult for Pei Yue to completely trust a strong and cold king, even if he changed his mind about suppressing him after the year.

But if Wang Pingzhang was allowed to collude with various forces and put the emperor in an extremely dangerous situation, Pei Yue would not be able to bear it.

Human beings are such contradictory and complex creatures.

"well……"

Pei Yue sighed softly, and stretched out his right hand holding the book in front of him, with a feeling of confusion and confusion in his eyes.

This is a recently copied book with only two words on the cover.

In the evening of this day, two spies from the Luan Yi Guard came to the Zang Feng Guard's station and handed this volume to Pei Yue very solemnly. When they learned that this volume was specially sent to them by Emperor Kaiping, Pei Yue was convinced There was some confusion, because apart from this book, the emperor had no other will, as if everything he wanted to express was in the book.

After Luan Yiwei's spies left, Pei Yue took out the book from the leather bag with intact lacquer. When he saw the title on the cover, he was shocked and speechless for a moment.

This volume is called "On the Book".

I still remember that when she first met Shen Danmo in Linqing County, the western border, she once told the origin of the name Zangfengwei: "It is said that when using a pen, you must hide the sharp edge. If the sharp edge is not hidden, the writing will be sick."

This sentence comes from "On Books", which is the only surviving manuscript of Lin Qingyuan. Silent Cloud also said that there is only one solitary volume of this book, which is hidden in the palace.

Pei Yue has been fascinated by this book for a long time. He found traces from the earth in Lin Qingyuan's former residence outside Chengjing City, Qinzhou. They were greetings from his hometown that had traveled across the galaxy for decades. He did not want to follow this forerunner. Because Lin Qingyuan's hard work was in vain, he ended up with a tragic end of unknown cause of death.

But he really wanted to see the legacy that Lin Qingyuan left to this world.

It's just that many things cannot be forced. At least for now, he is not qualified to enter the palace and take away the book. He never expected that Emperor Kaiping would take the initiative to send someone to send a copy.

Pei Yue became extremely calm at this moment and did not read the book in a hurry, because the memories of the past were like scattered beads strung together into a strange thread, stirring in his mind.

Zhongshanzi, Zangfengwei, Lin Qingyuan, "On the Book"...

Mr. Xi, Pei Zhen, Gu Liang, Shen Moyun, Ye Qi, the bloody night in Kyoto seventeen years ago...

These past events, taken together, are enough to explain many issues.

First of all, Pei Yue could confirm that when he walked out of Green Willow Village and entered Hengduan Mountain, or even at an earlier time point, Emperor Kaiping already knew his true identity, otherwise there would not have been so many coincidences.

No wonder Emperor Kaiping never doubted his relationship with Chen Xizhi. Even though the possibility that Chen Xizhi was still alive continued to increase a few months ago, the emperor never became angry and doubted his loyalty.

Emperor Kaiping knew that his identity was only on the first level, and that there was a more terrifying suspicion going down. Even though Pei Yue could not confirm it yet, he could not help but feel shuddering.

After pondering for a long time, Pei Yue finally made up his mind and opened the "On the Book" gently, and the clear handwriting on the paper came into view.

Lin Qingyuan opened the chapter with a paragraph to explain his life. In Pei Yue's imagination, this should be a brilliant self-narration, just like the splendid articles he had read in his previous life.

For example, Su Che wrote "The Letter to Privy Councilor Han Taiwei", and "Forty-Forty Thousand Words" written by Dongfang Shuo. Of course, there is also the "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion", which is said to be the best parallel prose throughout the ages. describe.

After confirming the identity of the other party in Lin Qingyuan's former residence, Pei Yue thought of the turbulent times during the founding of the country by Emperor Gaozu, and subconsciously described Lin Qingyuan as an image of a noble scribe. Especially when he thought of his painstaking efforts to benefit the people of the world, and how he tried to change things with his arms. In this world, he finally passed away sadly and his efforts were tampered with. Pei Yue couldn't help but think of the word "character" in his mind.

However, when he opened "Lun Shu" and looked at Lin Qingyuan's autobiography on the first page, the expression on his face couldn't help but become more and more exciting.

I saw Pei Yue's mouth slightly open, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief and absurdity.

There are only a few words written on the front page: I started studying literature, but failed in three years. I changed to martial arts, got one arrow in the school, and passed the drum official. Then I started doing business. I encountered cheating, thieves, and bandits three times. Then I started farming, and I was one year old.

There was a severe drought, a year-old flood, and a year-old locust. He studied medicine, became successful, wrote a good prescription, took it, and died.

Pei Yue raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky. There seemed to be an old man looking at him proudly above the night. His face full of grooves was full of cunning and wisdom that had seen through the world of mortals.

He had seen this text full of black humor many times in his previous life, and even joked that he would use it as an epitaph after his death.

Unexpectedly, he didn't leave a single word in his previous life, so he traveled through time and space to this world, then stumbled out of the Duke's Mansion, and started his journey here.

He originally thought that this would be the case in his life, but fate played a kind joke on him. Through the mouth of the old man, he brought the warm spring breeze of his past life, which gave him, a lonely stranger, some comfort.
Chapter completed!