Yao Ji and Zhang Ning met again, still in the small courtyard study room of the main altar. The sound of the waterfall, its broken mist, the humid air, and the bamboo curtains, everything remained the same. She really liked this place.
It's so familiar, so familiar that even the smallest bits of damage on the door are clearly visible.
Zhang Ning put a large stack of paper on the desk and began to describe what he did in Fengxia Mountain. However, the important point in Yao Ji's view was not mentioned: the imperial court classified the anti-evil sect as a rebellious party, and the government wanted to arrest him.
Maybe I'll talk about it later, but I'm just following the chronological order of things, and I haven't talked about it yet.
He has nowhere to go and has lost his official position. Yao Ji originally hoped that he would have a less glorious but stable and happy future, but now this wish has come to nothing; without his identity recognized by the mainstream society, many wishes will become impossible.
.
But for some reason, Yao Ji had a hint of happiness hidden in her heart. He had no place to stay and could only rely on her. She would be by his side for a long time to come.
...Although it was a hopeless joy. The Anti-Xie Cult was listed as a rebellious party by the imperial court, and its involvement with Jianwen posed a threat to the current emperor. Sooner or later, it would be surrounded and suppressed. She was not worried about what to do about the Anti-Xie Cult.
Someone will make a decision; when the evil sect ceases to exist, her situation will be very pessimistic. First of all, she has no way to leave Jianwen's sphere of influence, otherwise she will have no place in the world; she has no right to leave the evil sect.
She reluctantly returned to the place arranged by Jianwen, Queen Ma would not let her go.
People have only processes but no results. The result is just a handful of loess. Just like this main altar hidden in the mountains, many people are full of loneliness and lifelessness; like a tomb, they are locked here and slowly decay.
And just like the petals that once bloomed, they slowly wither away, and they themselves grow old in a boring grave. But this is all in the future, and now Zhang Ning is by his side, talking.
There was no trace of despair or decadence in his tone. In fact, his soft and low voice was filled with depression, suppressing a kind of passion, which seemed to Yao Ji to be the excitement of something ridiculous.
His voice was very soft and low, and he spoke in a straightforward manner, with just a slight cadence between each sentence, just like rhyming verses naturally. If he was not very serious, the words he spoke on the spur of the moment would not be so smooth and smooth.
Appropriately. Yao Ji could still see such emotions in his eyes. What was revealed under the calmness of the eyes in the eye sockets seemed to be implicit affection, which made people feel a little uncomfortable and sympathetic.
Yao Ji seemed to be listening to him very attentively, but her eyes flickered from the bridge of his nose, mouth, and chin, looking at his Adam's apple and collarbone exposed in his collar from time to time.
Gradually, she no longer knew what Zhang Ning was talking about. A gasp seemed to ring in her ears, and she returned to the moment that "never happened". His trembling body, pious eyes, and his hot lips made her...
She couldn't breathe. It was obvious that he was holding her hostage and taking the initiative, but his eyes were slowly pleading. The moment she entered her body, she felt shame and expectation coexisting, panic and expectation, and a sense of fear and guilt...
During the long days without surprises and hopes, Yao Ji would sometimes fantasize about some expectations to stimulate this numb torment. But in the end, he even got the fishy-smelling thing on his face, so
The humiliation made her feel uncomfortable when she thought about it, and she even didn't want to think about it. However, it was precisely because of such a memory that she lost her dignity as an elder, and her feelings also changed subtly.
"Mom, are you listening?" This sentence cheered up Yao Ji's dazed mind.
"I'm listening." Yao Ji found that her voice had also become softer. Perhaps it was influenced by Zhang Ning's tone of voice, which was restrained, patient and very gentle. The unknowing influence was just like you speaking Wu dialect.
, but if the person you are talking to speaks Nanjing Mandarin, you can also speak Mandarin, and you can’t help but follow along in Mandarin when talking.
Zhang Ning's eyes moved slowly on her beautiful face: "What do you think of my thoughts?"
Only then did Yao Ji realize that her lips were a little dry, so she lightly pursed her lips and responded casually: "Very good, it's just very risky and not easy to do."
Zhang Ning looked into her eyes: "The Anti-evil Cult is facing a disaster. As long as we let them see hope, people are willing to give it a try. This is our opportunity. We have no other way out. There are only two other ways.
Escape route: First, find an unknown place to hide, but this will also cause a lot of trouble, the people around us will doubt us, and there may be some unpredictable dangers. Second, defect to Emperor Jianwen, but he will also
There is no guarantee that Empress Ma will interfere with it and make plots. We will get nothing there, there will be no hope, but we will have to be on guard."
"... What I don't want to see even more is that without all this, my mother can only live in a house full of dust, with no servants to serve you, no soft clothes suitable for you, lack of daily necessities and cumbersome work.
The days will soon eclipse your glory." Zhang Ning looked sad, "I should go to fight, occupy a large area, and let you live in a spacious and clean palace with curtains hanging on the floor. They are like
The floor-length skirt is still in contact with the ground, but the floor is spotless and will not be stained; there is a large group of palace maids and slaves to serve you in your daily life, so that it can match your elegant and refined temperament; there are many luxurious clothes and jewelry for you to choose from
, but you can only look at what you like..."
"Are you coming to say hello?" Yao Ji laughed. She found that Zhang Ning also liked to imagine and fantasize about possible and impossible hopes, but there was nothing wrong with this. It made Yao Ji happy for a while.
There is always a little hope and desire in life, and she already felt numb in the dreary environment.
Zhang Ning nodded seriously.
Yao Ji added: "You will be very polite and come to greet me, or accompany me to relax in the garden with birds singing, flowers fragrant, mountains and water, and there will be many people following behind carefully. No one dares to say anything bad about us, even if
I don’t dare to do anything secretly, let alone plot against us, because you can execute them at any time, or you can give them favors... Tolerance and favors will make people grateful. Once again, I don’t worry about doing something wrong and falling out of favor, because
You are my flesh and blood, so I feel at ease with everything I have..."
"You can get more." Zhang Ning's eyes gradually heated up, and he didn't know why his hand slowly moved forward on the desk.
Finally, there was a slight touch. It was too light and too short for a moment. He didn't even realize what kind of touch it was. Yao Ji retracted his hand and put it under the table.
She looked down at the file in front of her and said: "I have to look carefully at what you wrote. There is so much, I'm afraid it will take some time. There is no need to meet each other for the next two days. The people in the yard will take care of your daily life."
The fantasy ended suddenly and was shattered by her withdrawal. Zhang Ning also understood her feelings. A mature Ming Dynasty woman understood many principles and rules of life and had her own ideas. Those ideas were deeply rooted in her heart and difficult to change.
Besides, even if he was not from the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Ning, who had modern concepts, suddenly realized that some things were wrong.
He became a little irritable and said in a stiff tone: "I will have plenty of time to read these files after I leave."
"You want to leave, where are you going?" Yao Ji asked in surprise.
Zhang Ning said: "I have to go to the capital. I won't go back with the Jin Yiwei, let alone contact the government... I want to see the situation of the King of Han, and if I find a chance, I want to try to help him."
"King of Han?" Yao Ji frowned slightly, thinking about something.
Zhang Ning pretended to be calm: "The existence of King Han is an important reason why we are not facing immediate annihilation. He will be destroyed soon. The next step is to uproot the evil cult and Jianwen's gang members. There is another reason. Xuande Emperor Zhu
Zhanji has just ascended the throne, and his prestige is insufficient and the foundation is unstable. Putting down the rebellion of the King of Han is an experience that will increase his strength and prestige. Once this incident is over, people in the world will fear and obey him even more, and our chances will be better.
Come smaller and smaller.”
"They are arresting you, and they may be wanted everywhere soon. If you go out now, you will fall into a trap. I have also heard about the King of Han. He has no chance, and it will be useless for you to go." Yao Ji said, "
Why do you want to take risks and do useless things? I don’t agree with you leaving.”
"Where will the opportunity come from if I don't look for it?" Zhang Ning didn't know why he was inexplicably angry. "There is no chance in this deep mountain... Do you know what this anti-evil sect's main altar looks like to me? It's like a tomb! A cliff cave.
, the mausoleum where the coffin is placed!”
Yao Ji raised her head: "I think so too, but I have been here for several years."
Zhang Ning put his hands on the table: "Then you still want to sit here and wait for death? Are you still hesitating? What else can we lose now, what can we miss, why not give it a try... And why should I?
Let yourself lose your official position?"
Yao Ji hurriedly asked: "Why did you say that just now? Did you submit Wu Yong's secret letter?"
"It's me." Zhang Ning said, "Who else could it be if it weren't for me? There is no one around Wu Yong. The Changde interview envoy was all the manpower arranged by me. Wu Yong and Zhan Zhuli were both killed by me. They didn't inform at all.
There was no chance. I burned part of Wu Yong's letters, sent the contents of the informant to the capital, and sent my confidants to deliver it directly to Hu Ying."
"You..." Yao Ji looked at him with disbelief, and then sighed.
After a moment of silence, she said again: "Why did you do that? Do you regret it?"
"I have never regretted it." Zhang Ning clenched his fists, "Why did you do that? Because you were waiting for death in a tomb, and I was an official doing inexplicable things with the possibility of my identity being exposed at any time. We guarded
Rules that make no sense, waiting for hopeless results.”
Yao Ji suddenly said: "Zhang Ning, please take me away!"
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