Chapter 509 The end of the world together at this time
The moon is high in the sky, and the stars are shining coldly!
The moonlight shines in the Qinling Mountains, and occasionally you can hear the chirping of insects and birds, making the whole temple even more silent.
In the secret courtyard deep inside the temple, a figure flashed past quickly, and then there was a regular knock on the door.
After a while, the door creaked open, and then people from outside walked in.
Under the candlelight, it was clear that the person coming was the middle-aged monk who had met Yang Fan during the day.
After closing the door, the middle-aged monk came to a young monk sitting cross-legged on a futon, and said respectfully: "Young Master, my subordinates have sent people to confirm that the person in our temple is the current queen, and the right person with her is
He is the loyal and righteous Marquis who is at the height of his power, oh, now we should call him the Duke of Wannian County."
"Oh? Then can we find out the purpose of our coming here? Do you think the dog emperor discovered something and sent people here to find out on purpose?" The young monk's expression changed, and his closed eyes suddenly opened, obviously a little scared.
The middle-aged monk shook his head and said affirmatively: "Although the emperor has been sending people to secretly investigate and eliminate the forces that support the old master over the years, the emperor probably does not know the existence of the young master."
"In the Xuanwu Gate Incident, the old master was shot dead, and several of the young master's brothers were brutally murdered by the Dog Emperor. If the old master hadn't brought the young master and his wife into the palace at that time, you might have also been brutally murdered."
"Besides, even if the emperor discovers something, he can't send the queen to die. Isn't this a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?"
The young monk secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement.
Immediately, he gritted his teeth and said: "The Dog Emperor wants to kill everyone. It is really abominable."
"He has spared no effort to hunt us down over the years. If my father hadn't left behind a group of loyal people, I might have become a turtle in the urn!"
"But I've had enough of this kind of hiding in Tibet. When can we do something?"
The middle-aged monk sighed slightly and said: "Young Master, the old master has been dead for more than ten years, and his heart has been scattered."
"Even some loyal people kept dying at the hands of the emperor. It was really difficult to recover."
"Back then, the old lady followed her old master to immortality, and specifically told her subordinates to take good care of the young master. However, the subordinates were incompetent and failed to give the young master a good life... Oh!"
The young monk hurriedly comforted him: "Uncle, don't blame yourself. Without your care these years, I might have been gone long ago."
"The Dog Emperor always used hypocrisy to deceive the people in order to secure his throne. Now that he has won the hearts of the people, it is difficult to clear his father's name!"
"But no matter how difficult it is, since I, Li Chenggong, am the only bloodline of my father left in the world, I must avenge this sworn revenge."
"The Dog Emperor usually talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but he never thought that he was inferior to pigs and dogs. Pigs and dogs still know family affection, but the emperor even kills his own brothers and nephews, so he is no different from beasts."
Looking at the aggrieved Li Chenggong, the only bloodline left by the former prince Li Jiancheng, the middle-aged monk remained silent.
Back then, his sister met the prince Li Chengqian and secretly became pregnant.
At that time, the battle between Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin had become intense, and Li Jiancheng had no chance to accept his sister.
As a result, Li Chenggong could only be born outside the palace, causing Li Chenggong to become an illegitimate child.
Because of this, after Li Jiancheng failed, all his legitimate sons were killed by Li Er, but Li Chenggong, the illegitimate son, survived.
And the remaining strength left by Li Jiancheng was naturally inherited by Li Chenggong.
Since His Majesty Li Er has been conducting a secret campaign for many years, Li Chenggong could only hide in the deep mountains and old forests and wait for the opportunity.
Eating fast and chanting Buddha's name are just their cover-up.
As the people gradually stabilized, even the forces left by Li Jiancheng gradually lost their will to fight.
If you want to fight with His Majesty Li Er, it is obviously a mantis trying to stand in the way.
It was even more difficult to overthrow Li Erbixia's rule, but they had to do it.
Because His Majesty Li Er has never given up on purging the remaining power of the former crown prince.
Of course, as the only bloodline of former crown prince Li Jiancheng, Li Chenggong has his own mission, and he cannot give up this sworn hatred.
Neither of them spoke, and the meditation room suddenly became silent.
After a while, Li Chenggong asked leisurely: "Uncle, are you saying that we really have no hope? Are we just going to watch this dog emperor live well? Is there really nothing we can do?"
The middle-aged monk hesitated for a moment and said: "Young Master, I heard that this time the emperor wanted to use the Cui family of Qinghe to scare the monkeys and warn the aristocratic families and nobles. This is not how these thousand-year-old families treat each other. How could they sit still and wait for death? How about we send people to go forward?
Let’s try it out to see if there’s any possibility of cooperation?”
"As long as the Cui family unites the aristocratic families, and we add fuel to the flames from behind, it will be enough to give the emperor a headache. If the plan is good, it is possible to unseat that dog emperor."
Li Chenggong thought for a moment and thought this method was good. He looked up at the middle-aged monk and said, "I'll bother my uncle to contact you about this. I want to see if that dog emperor really dares to uproot the Cui family."
"Please rest assured, young master, I will have someone handle this matter immediately." With that said, the middle-aged monk was about to turn around and leave.
But before he stepped out of the door, Li Chenggong's voice came again.
"Uncle, wait a minute, do you think we can win over this Wannian County Duke? I heard that this guy has some talent!"
"Difficult!" The middle-aged monk spit out one word, and then explained: "Yang Fan was named Wannian County Duke at a young age, which shows that he is deeply favored by the emperor. Before he has enough attraction, it is impossible to recruit him.
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Li Chenggong sighed. Although he knew that the possibility of taking Yang Fan for his own use was very slim, he still couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
If he didn't have a deep hatred for His Majesty Li Er, who could share the same hatred with him to deal with this dog emperor?
The more Li Chenggong thought about it, the angrier he became. He always felt that the whole world had abandoned him. A flash of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he said angrily: "Since you can't get it, you are an enemy. What are they doing now? Go and arrange some people immediately to take the eldest grandson Wu.
Gu and Yang Fan will stay here forever, and I also want to let that dog emperor taste the feeling of losing a loved one."
In his opinion, it’s time to collect some interest from His Majesty Li Er!
"I heard that after dinner, they went out to enjoy the moon. Please rest assured, young master, I will make sure that they can't escape." The middle-aged monk originally wanted to persuade him, but he saw Li Chenggong's angry look.
, can only accept the order and leave.
…
The mountain breeze is gentle and the shadows of the trees are heavy.
By the moonlight, Yang Fan accompanied Changsun Wugou as he climbed towards the top of the mountain.
The natural scenery in the Qinling Mountains is very good, and the ancient trees with tangled roots are very beautiful.
Changsun Wugou was like a rabbit just out of the cage, jumping up and down with joy.
But after all, we were walking on a mountain road at night. While holding the lamp, Yang Fan paid attention to Changsun Wugu, for fear that he would fall!
Although he was accompanying the beautiful woman, Yang Fan was still hesitant and thinking to himself.
Whether it’s ancient times or modern times, this woman really has some tricks up her sleeve!
It’s so dark, what mountains to climb, what scenery to see?
Wouldn't it be nice to hide under the covers?
If a tiger breaks out, it will take a lot of effort.
If Changsun Wugou's beautiful face was disfigured by a tiger's claw, wouldn't he be heartbroken to death?
Of course, Yang Fan could only think about these words in his heart.
The two of them went up the mountain road, stopping and walking, and had a great time.
On the contrary, it made Yang Fan feel like visiting a forest park with his little lover.
When we were almost reaching the top of the mountain, the path without the shade of trees looked like daylight under the moonlight.
But there are inevitably potholes on the road, there are some tree shadows, and some low-lying places are unclear.
There are cliffs next to it. If you accidentally step into the ravine on the roadside, it is very possible to break your leg and tendon.
On this section of road, Yang Fan could only explore the road ahead, looking back from time to time and saying: "There are pits here, steps here, and cliffs next to them..."
Always so tireless.
Changsun Wugou followed Yang Fan's footsteps closely. He didn't feel any danger at all. Instead, he asked enthusiastically: "Is there really a cliff on the edge? How deep is it?"
Even stepped over and looked at it.
Maybe he didn't pay attention to the low-lying area under his feet. When he stepped on it, he happened to step on a depression. His center of gravity was unsteady and he almost fell off the cliff. Changsun Wuga was so frightened that he screamed.
Fortunately, Yang Fan was by her side and always paying attention.
Seeing this, he grabbed Chang Sun Wugou's delicate figure, and after a slight struggle, he took her body as soft as catkins into his arms.
Changsun Wugou stuck out the tip of his tongue, patted his towering chest and said, "I'm scared to death! The cliff is really high!"
This time, he didn't push Yang Fan away, as if he was frightened.
With Ruanxiangqieyu in his arms, of course Yang Fan would not object. Instead, he said: "This road is more dangerous. It is safer for Weichen to take the empress with him, and he can't help but collect some interest on his hands."
Sensing Yang Fan's oil-stuck action, Changsun Wugou rolled his eyes charmingly, but didn't say anything.
Instead, one hand wrapped around Yang Fan's neck.
Of course, walking in this kind of dark and bright mountain can't increase your speed.
In order to lighten the atmosphere, Yang Fan said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the mountain road is long and it will take some time to get to the top of the mountain. Why don't you tell some jokes to your Majesty?"
"Okay, I just want to hear it too!" Changsun Wugou murmured softly, and then said with some dissatisfaction: "There are no outsiders here, so there is no need for the queen to grow up. If the queen is short, you can call me Wugou!"
"No!" Yang Fan smiled funnyly and then told a joke.
"Once upon a time, there was an old turtle, and he met a river of clams..."
Yang Fan was telling jokes while holding his eldest grandson Wugou in his arms as he walked forward. The two of them laughed and laughed, and the last section of the mountain road actually took almost an hour.
The two of them climbed up slowly and reached a steep cliff. The mountain path could no longer be discerned further up.
Moreover, there is a cliff on one side of the mountain road. Yang Fan looked down and said, "We can't go up anymore. It's too dangerous. If we slide down, we will definitely die."
There are only rocks here, not even trees, so there is no scenery.
However, when people stand at a high place, they can see the continuous mountains, but the view is not clear.
Seeing her eldest grandson Wugou, who was almost paralyzed in her arms, her eyes were blurred. She was not interested in watching the scenery.
Yang Fan was speechless, this person is too sensitive!
It was just an unintentional touch, but already... As expected, he is as old as a wolf and a tiger.
Although Yang Fan is not a sanctimonious gentleman, he is also not an animal with a sperm-like brain.
With a wry smile, he shook his eldest grandson Wugu in his arms and said, "Wugu, look, if it were daytime, this would be a naturally occurring ink painting, but it doesn't look interesting at night either."
Changsun Wugao bit his lip gently, his big eyes were a little blurry, and he seemed to be full of tangles.
Ye Hu was also ashamed of his body's reaction.
This person in front of me is really an enemy, he can't help himself every time.
Just like during the day, I was actually in the clear sky, and had an indescribable intimate contact in the sky.
Could it be that she is really a lustful woman?
Looking at Changsun Wugou's tangled expression, Yang Fan could certainly guess what he was thinking, and he could naturally understand Changsun Wugou.
Yang Fan didn't feel guilty about having a relationship. In the final analysis, it was Li Er's fault.
This emperor has too many wives and only likes childishness. He actually let such a beauty go without touching her for several years. It is simply a sin.
The eldest grandson, Wugou, is only in his thirties. He is as young as a wolf and a tiger. Who can bear it?
Thinking of this, Yang Fan comforted him: "Wugu, you don't have to blame yourself? Even if I make a mistake, it's my fault. If God really wants to punish me, let him punish me?"
"Look, the moon waxes and wanes, and people have their joys and sorrows. You have sacrificed so much for him, and you should live a life for yourself. Don't worry, I will definitely create an opportunity to take you out of the palace. Time will not
It’s too long!”
"I believe you." Changsun Wugou's eyes flashed, he looked at Yang Fan affectionately, and murmured softly.
But she also knew that this was not that easy. She was trapped in the palace like a bird in a cage, how could it be so easy to achieve?
At this moment, she just wanted to cuddle up quietly.
Of course, Yang Fan also knew the difficulties and was troubled.
Are you really going to turn against Li Er?
He couldn't help but miss the future generations. In those days, there was no ruthlessness in pulling out dicks, so there was no need to be so entangled!
For a moment, it made him feel a little melancholy.
Yang Fan looked up at the sky. The moon in the sky was as broken as a string.
The night sky after the rain is cloudless, and the moon is bright and shining on the ground.
The moonlight shines on the mountains, and the colors of the mountains contrast with each other, making the crescent moon in the sky pale in comparison.
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the world is at this moment together.
This is not the sea, but the bright moon is still there!
Even though I and my relatives from my previous life are under the same bright moon.
But what separates them is not the mountains, but the endless thousands of years.
Yang Fan felt melancholy, thinking of relatives and friends who would never meet again in his previous life, and his eyes were filled with mist.
That ecstasy of longing stabbed his heart like a sharp awl, causing bone-piercing pain.
"It's great to be together at this moment in the world. Wujiu will hide this moment deep in his heart. However, there is no sea here. How can you say that there is a bright moon on the sea?"
The mountain night was quiet, and although Yang Fan's voice was small, Changsun Wugou could hear Yang Fan's murmur clearly.
Yang Fan completely let down his guard against his eldest grandson Wugu, who had a physical relationship with him. He was not wary at all. After hearing this, he replied: "Poetry expresses aspirations, so how can it be sure to suit the situation? Besides, this is just a sentiment."
The eldest grandson, Wugao, blinked his beautiful eyes and said with admiration: "Langjun is so talented! Such a poem is just casually written. Could it be that you are really a divine reincarnation, why do you know everything? Wugao is so lucky."
Then he sighed leisurely: "It's a pity that my innocent appearance is about to pass away. I don't know how long I can stay with you!"
Yang Fan didn't answer, but hugged Changsun Wugou's trembling body tighter.
The mountain breeze is miserable, the moon is shining, and the night is getting quieter!