What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 122 Chapter 120

This page of history books was transcribed by Taishi Pavilion with great care, and turned over the front page in a new volume of Qing History created by the new emperor.

Just like countless history books in Taishi Pavilion, it will also be filled with thick and colorful or plain words day by day, and together with all the romantic figures in this dynasty, the previous dynasty, and even later generations, it will become a blurred face of ups and downs in the vast sea.

Zhao Hongdao really wanted to ask the colleague who was in charge of recording the words and deeds of the courtiers at the ceremony, why Xiao Qi's name did not appear.

But this is not something Taishige should consider. It seems that except for the person on the throne, it doesn't matter which day everyone who comes and goes disappears.

After the enthronement ceremony, it's time to reward meritorious deeds.Wei Huai'en personally summoned Jiang Hong, Ruan Yan and other confidantes. Except for Jiang Hong who repeatedly refused to accept the title, the rest were promoted to official ranks. Shangguan Lu Ming was finally transferred from Dali Temple and joined the Ministry of Punishment.

In the end, only Fudu remained.

Before Wei Huai'en could say anything, Budu recited the Buddha's gatha first, and invited himself out of the palace to return to Huang'en Temple.

"Are you going?"

Wei Huai'en was wearing a dragon robe and held a high position. In less than a month, he was completely different from the once popular His Highness Jiarou.

The throne seems to be able to give the emperor a layer of ice naturally, gathering all the freshness, leaving only the unstoppable majesty of the emperor, and the cold tone alone has made the palace people shudder.

The new emperor has an iron fist, and has never been benevolent just because she is a woman. Even the empress dowager, the family, and officials who dare not count them all have been stripped of their wings and shunned. How can she tolerate others' rebuttals?
"Yes, Your Majesty's great cause has been accomplished, Budu shouldn't have stayed any longer.

For some errands, His Majesty has better candidates, why force a monk? "

Budu twirled the Buddha beads and clashed with Wei Huai'en's dark and unhesitating eyes, the atmosphere in the hall was terribly quiet.

Ruan Yan bowed her head in silence, and exchanged glances with Shangguan Luming quietly, signaling him not to speak.

Seeing that no one spoke, Jiang Hong suppressed the doubts in his heart, thinking that he was just a display.

There are some things you can say to Wei Huai'en, you can ask His Royal Highness Jiarou, and you can even joke a few words with His Royal Highness.

But not to the emperor.

The emperor's heart is unpredictable, and the emperor's prestige will not fall. From now on, there will be only emperors and ministers, no relatives and friends.

It's just that the ups and downs of people's hearts are their own, and the emperor and the courtiers, but the people who the emperor wants to kill must and can only be handed over to people without roots and connections. When the evil is full, it becomes the emperor's confession.

Wei Huai'en can't be wrong, and the emperor can't be wrong.But for such a secret job, only relying on the emperor's prestige can't force another knife that satisfies her heart.

What's more, they all opened their eyes and watched someone soaring upwards, but they didn't know where they were now.Who would dare to bet on this true loner, betting all his wealth?
The name was not mentioned, but it seemed to be everywhere.

Even if Wei Huai'en is more powerful than before under the addition of imperial power, he can't suppress people's suspicion.

Wei Huai'en scanned everyone's anxious expressions one by one, and read the same question from their faces.

What about Xiao Qi?
How about Xiao Qi who handles life and death for you, faces the sword, and does all kinds of bad things just to keep you safe?

If he can't die well, can we?
Of course, you can speak eloquently, order not to cross, order Ruan Yan, order any of your officials to stand on your shoulders, inspect the world for you, and help you kill people and search your home.

But who can do better than Xiao Qi?
Who can take your likes and dislikes as the principle, regardless of the cry of thousands of families, just for you to understand the will of the prefectures and counties without compromise?
Who can hold great power without being suspected by you, a self-willed emperor?Who can cut first and play later but can be completely trusted by you?
Who is your bone in flesh and blood in your bone?

Who was born to live with you?

Who is your puppet and who is your eagle dog?

Who is the slave who does not recognize his relatives, has no roots, and can only survive by clinging to you?
Wei Huaien, you know the answer.

You want to entrust his errand to Budu, who is the only one who can detach himself from the secular world of the previous dynasty at this time, but you can't trust Budu in the same way at all.

It's even just because Budu is the best, he can be crushed to death by you at any time without worrying about any objections, so you forced him to nod and take over.

Your mind is so unbearable, and you are never willing to hand over the real harm to others.

Ruan Yan is smart, Shangguan Luming is tactful, your followers and supporting officials are either not vicious enough, or they cannot be fully trusted.

You don't believe anyone, because the emperor is such a lonely family. Even the Jiang family should not divide your power by virtue of your blood relationship.

What's yours is all yours. This thousand miles of rivers and mountains and the people of the world are all yours. Anyone who dares to harbor evil intentions will be damned.

But you can't do this, you can't kill no one, you can't guard against everyone.

How could you become like this, how could you become the Yonghe Emperor you hate the most, the selfish villain you hate so much?

One sound, either imaginary, or a question that really exists in the hearts of the people, is like Hong Zhong Da Lu's ear ringing, knocking the puzzlement and confusion in Wei Huai'en's heart into sharp pieces, piercing her swollen soul with blood.

The conscience that had been sealed and deliberately forgotten was thumping and empty at the moment. Wei Huai'en's mind was buzzing with the sins that surged like mountains and seas, making her suddenly realize the piercing dragon pattern, the cold handrail, the hard How much the imperial platform made her uncomfortable.

What's up with her?What made her willingly peel off her flesh and blood, and become the person she is today?Isn't this the dream of winning the crown that she has never forgotten even in her dreams?Why did it really come to the day when the dream came true...

Only this repeated torture could make her understand that she almost fulfilled the curse of Emperor Tai, became a loner, became a servant of Yuxi, and forgot that she was also a living person who loved and hated at the same time.

The eyes of the courtiers she should have trusted were filled with fear and worry when they looked at her. I was afraid that after rebelling against her will, the emperor would be angry and harm others.

"I agree.

You all go down. "

Wei Huai'en waved his hands, trying to make his eyes friendly from behind the ice shell, and treat them as companions who can talk and drink, not courtiers who can distinguish between superior and inferior.

She was too intoxicated with the sharpness of the sword of power, but she got so carried away that she aimed it at her own people.

No, no, no.

Even if she knows that she is a successful villain, she shouldn't make the same mistakes again and again.

"Your Majesty, my mother has something to present to Your Majesty."

Jiang Hong stayed and handed a small wooden box to the waiter with a troubled face, and the waiter forwarded it to Wei Huai'en on the throne.

Even Jiang Jue disapproved that Ning Yu still regarded Wei Huai'en as a junior at this time, but Ning Yu insisted on going his own way, insisting that Jiang Hong find a chance to give this small wooden box to Wei Huai'en, and not allow him to open it.

Wei Huai'en opened the wooden box with a calm expression, and suddenly laughed out of nowhere, which shocked the palace servants around him with a chill.

"Thank you cousin, and thank you to my aunt and uncle for me. I like this gift very much."

Jiang Hong didn't understand why he agreed to resign, but when he left, he gave Wei Huai'en a military officer's salute in a dignified way.

A key in the wooden box was taken out by Wei Huai'en, leading her to open the palace that had been dust-sealed for many years and belonged to the queen mother Jiang Ying.

Emperor Yonghe's harem had already been dismissed by Wei Huai'en, or sent to the Imperial Mausoleum of the Taimiao. The palace city was empty, and the real masters were only Wei Huai'en and Wei Anxing.

So she was able to put down her guard, walked alone to the overgrown yard, and sat on the felled osmanthus tree stump.The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the five-clawed golden dragon on Wei Huai'en's dragon robe, wanting to fly.She shook off her sleeves, as if the queen mother's soul could see her present and present.

Even if Emperor Yonghe established a new queen, he only changed the plaques in the successor's palace, and no one was allowed to enter Jiang Ying's palace.

At that time, the death of the empress mother hit her too hard, and she always sneaked into the empty palace, refusing to listen to anyone's persuasion.

And Wei Huaide locked the door, gave the key to his uncle and aunt for safekeeping, and told her:
"Wynn, my mother doesn't want to see us sad every day. When my brother becomes the throne, we will meet our mother again, and my brother promises you. "

Times have changed, and in the end even she has forgotten this little thing, but someone always remembers it for her.

"...It's been so many years."

She was covered in thin sweat, muttering to herself, habitually reaching out to her side, there should be someone handing over a cool veil to wipe her sweat in the heat.

It's just that she felt empty.

Because she always forgets that that person has been reprimanded by her, and waits for her to free up her hand to kill all the people who should be killed in the previous dynasty, and then put the blame on him, and use his life to cramp. Bones, clean.

"Repair the inside and everything will be as old as before."

After Wei Huai'en ordered the palace servants, he didn't let anyone follow him. Instead, he walked at a leisurely pace, along the palace road where he had met Xiao Qi, and walked towards the East Palace under the setting sun.

East Palace.

Xiao Qi's past few days can be said to be muddled, he doesn't know day and night.

Even the death knell for Emperor Yonghe's funeral, and the ceremony and music for Wei Huai'en's ascension to the throne, did not awaken his consciousness of deliberately indulging in wandering.

He regards the Eastern Palace as a prison for himself, and fine wine as his only salvation. It seems that as long as he lets himself be drunk, he can stop thinking about the pain of being abandoned by her like a shoe.

Drunkenness is a coward's act. King Duan bought drunk every day, and he once despised and laughed at it.But when it was his turn, he could only numb himself in this way, so that when he closed his eyes, he would not think about her ruthlessness.

Although Ming Feng was too busy to take time off, he also sent someone to look at Gu Xiaoqi, at least he didn't make him dirty like a madman.It's just that other people are sluggish day by day, even if they have no worries about food, they are haggard and thin, and they have lost their elegance.

Even when Xiao Qi opened a jar of new wine by himself and was accidentally illuminated by the spiritless face, he felt strange and funny.

He naturally understood that at this moment, he was like all the courtiers who were thrown into Xuan Yusi's prison, without the nourishment of power, and his energy and spirit were also emptied, like a walking dead.

But he also felt that he was inferior to those people.

At least they really had power, had money, and really enjoyed the satisfaction brought by power.

He is not.

He was just stupid, so stupid that he thought that if he gave half of his heart to his master, and dug half of it to give her a spring of love, he would be able to move the heart of the person who is now sitting on the imperial platform, and he would be able to...

It will be able to be together day and night, forever.

But she lied to him, even a... even a eunuch who had nothing, he only had this heart left to give her as a gift, but she could hold it in her hand when she liked it, no When you are in love, throw down the cloud, it is so broken that you can't put it together.

So many times, obviously so many times he can see her love for him in her eyes, even if not so much, even if he is attracted by other things in an instant, he has really believed that she is in love His, she loves his!
But it's all fake, it's all fake!
All she loves is the throne, and her devotion is only to power.She may have loved him, but she has one point of true love, but ninety-nine points of suspicion, and ninety percent of black heart.

That's right, if she is not this kind of person, how can she ascend to the throne of God as a woman through all kinds of hardships?

If she wasn't this kind of person, how could so many people willingly work for her?

How could he be the stupidest and stupidest person in the world, in the palm of his hand?
What day is this?

Was it as early as when he had the last bit of hope, thinking that she would not care about his overreach as before, and appreciate his sincerity, enter the palace alone, and kowtow to her in the dead palace, he had already been ordered by her Beheading, die simply?
And the splitting headache now is just the punishment he should receive before falling into the reincarnation. After all, the blood on his body needs to atone for her sins before he can enter the afterlife.

But he knew that he was still alive, still living in this cold palace city where she existed, waiting for her sentencing, hating her, blaming her, scolding her, but looking forward to seeing her again.

"...Your Majesty, Director Xiao... he has not even said a word in the past few days except for the occasional cry when he was so drunk..."

"Open the door."

Hearing the extremely familiar human voice, Xiao Qi suddenly opened his eyes wide, sat up from under the tree with his hands on his hands, gritted his teeth hard to bear the dizziness after getting up, and looked towards the direction of the sound of footsteps.

The evening light was pierced into his eyes by the golden thread on her body, and the already hazy vision trembled. The water mist rose and fell, and only then did his drunken eyes wash away a little bit of clarity, allowing him to see her appearance. clear.

He saw her stepping in with a blank expression, stepping on the bluestone path and walking not far in front of him, but she was unwilling to step into the ground under the shade of the trees, as if she was afraid that her dragon boots would be stained with mud on the ground, and stepped back a few Step by step, he sat on the armchair brought over by the courtiers.

He couldn't see her clearly again. He suddenly remembered that he had heard that someone could not see clearly after drinking too much, so he rubbed his eyes in horror, and felt the water stains on his hands, only to find that he forgot to blink, and there were another pool of tears in his eyes .

He really wanted to, really wanted to act like he didn't care, so that he wouldn't rot in the mud like a lost dog, so that she wouldn't be too complacent.He wanted her to know that even if an unintentional person like her would only take advantage of others, he would not be so pathetic as to miss her.

Don't love him?It doesn't matter.

Anyway, she is not worthy, he is right, let alone bow his head.

　Hahahahahaha I can finally say, how could Xiao Qi be so stupid as to think that Wei Huai'en really has to be him?The strong don't have a love brain. Wei Huai'en can transfer his interest to other places at any time. Only Xiao Qi has a real love brain.

　　Because he is stupid.

　　Really stupid.

　　I don't mean to scold him, I appreciate his courage, but not everyone in this world loves like Xiao Qi, so love is so precious, and it doesn't even exist in reality.

　　How could Wei Huai'en have a heart?She is an empress.

　　Wu Zetian could even kill his own son, what is love in front of career?
　　
　
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