Volume II Winter Lake Chapter 275 Those forgotten names
Volume 2: Winter Lake Chapter 275: Those Forgotten Names
Except for two generations of worldly people, Ke Haoran and Ning Que, the mountain behind the academy has always been aloof from the world. The soldiers of the Yulin Army on the other side of the snow bridge did not know who the tall crowned man sitting cross-legged in the snow was.
Hearing that this man dared to be so disrespectful and arrogant to General Xu Shi, the Yulin Army was immediately furious. Their beards and hair were flaring, as if they wanted to pierce the armor on their bodies. They drew their swords and guns and tried to rush onto the snow bridge to kill the general.
He was beheaded on the spot.
Xu Shi raised his right arm expressionlessly, and the commotion and murderous intent behind him immediately subsided. He looked at the man sitting cross-legged in the snow, his expression became serious, and he said, "Is the academy really going to go back on its word?"
The second senior brother looked at him under the bridge and said: "The academy does not object to Xiahou returning to his old age, nor does it object to the younger junior brother challenging him, because there is no way to object."
Xu Shi frowned and said, "You know I am going to oppose this matter."
The second senior brother said: "I object to your objection."
Xu Shi looked at the man on the snow bridge. After being silent for a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Is this what the dean meant?"
The second senior brother said: "No, this is my own intention."
Xu Shi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "That's why you stopped on the snow bridge."
The second senior brother is sitting cross-legged in the snow, with a tall and straight posture, and his robes are not trembling in the wind. He is like a cliff pine in the snow peak, and he looks very much like the great figure in the academy back then.
He looked at Xu Shi and the Yulin Army's cavalry under the snow bridge, and said expressionlessly: "I respect my junior brother, so I won't interfere, but I want him to get justice."
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Angry curses, heated arguments, idiots and all kinds of obscenities were constantly heard in the royal study room of the palace, spreading in all directions like snowflakes dancing in the sky.
Imperial Master Li Qingshan left the academy and entered Chang'an City as quickly as possible, arriving at the newly renovated Taoist temple. Because of the heavy snow, the neighborhood celebrations had ended hastily. Ye Su heard that the emperor
After what happened in the city, he smiled and disappeared into the wind and snow.
Many carriages drove up in the streets outside the imperial city. All the forces that received the news sent people to find out the news, including envoys from various countries and representatives of the Xiling Temple in the world.
In the snow pavilion far away from the moat, Ye Hongyu, who was dressed in a blue robe, looked towards the palace gate, looking at the blood flag whistling and fluttering in the wind and snow and the dazzling big black umbrella, silent.
Chen Pipi led Tang Xiaotang to the other end of Snow Street. Because of Tang Xiaotang's identity, he did not let her follow him to the palace. He turned around and knocked on a closed shop door in Nanjie Alley.
He borrowed a chair from that shop, then moved his chubby body from the snowy street to the foot of the imperial city. He looked at Ning Que and said, "Before you prepare to fight, you must save your energy."
Ning Que said: "Thank you, senior brother."
Soldiers had already brought tables and chairs for Xiahou, and even a cup of hot tea. In front of the blood flag, in the wind and snow, he held a tea bowl and drank casually, his expression naturally calm.
Seeing Chen Pipi, Xiahou frowned slightly, but didn't pay much attention.
Ning Que sat down on the chair, and Sang Sang was holding a big black umbrella behind the chair. Chen Pipi wanted to bandage his left hand that was still bleeding, but he shook his head and refused.
In front of the palace gate, there are blood flags and black umbrellas in the wind and snow, the general drinks hot tea, and Ning Que rests his mind. This picture is very strange, even a little absurd, but also very scary.
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There were many carriages hidden in the streets in front of the imperial city, and many people did not arrive at the scene. They were waiting for the final result in their respective mansions with various emotions.
"The second gentleman appeared on the snow bridge, waiting to express the academy's attitude. If the academy agrees to Ning Que's challenge to Xiahou, then the Tang Dynasty military will not be able to stop it."
The third priest from Qinghe County withdrew his eyes from the falling snowflakes in front of the terrace of the Princess Mansion, looked at the two distinguished royal siblings, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Your Highness."
Li Yu's expression was very calm, but there was a look of worry hidden deep in his eyes.
Xiahou is the Queen's most powerful helper. It is a great thing for her and Li Hunyuan that he is disarmed and returns to his old age. It is even better for Ning Que to challenge Xiahou. No matter who wins or loses, even if the academy
He would remain silent about this matter, and he would also develop feelings of hatred towards the queen.
However, she couldn't be happy because she, like everyone else in the world, believed that Ning Que could not be Xia Hou's opponent. In other words, Ning Que would definitely die today.
She looked at He Mingchi, who had been sitting silently on the other side, frowned slightly and asked: "The national master went to the small Taoist temple, what does Mr. Ye Su say?"
He Mingchi shook his head and said: "Even if the Xiling Temple wants to stop this matter in Chang'an City, it is impossible because the academy has already given the nod."
The third worshiper said calmly: "If Your Highness is still worried, I may be able to use some means to make the Xiling Temple and the Academy have a new feud over this matter."
Listening to these words, Li Yu's face turned cold, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and warned: "Don't try to provoke the academy's anger by any means. Neither you nor I can bear it."
Sanchongfang is usually highly respected in Qinghe County, just like an ancestor, he can hold himself in a lower position when facing Her Royal Highness Princess Tang Dynasty. However, after hearing these words, there was still some resentment in his heart.
"Your Highness said yes, let me go and have a look." He said expressionlessly.
He flicked his sleeves, walked out of the terrace, left the Princess Mansion in the wind and snow, and walked towards Yanming Lake.
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The snow kept falling, and it became heavier and heavier, spreading towards Chang'an City.
No matter how light the snow is, it will eventually fall on the ground, or be swept into ditches, or accumulate until the next year, when the spring warms and the flowers bloom, it is melted into water by the sun, mixed with dust and dead leaves, and disappears without a trace.
This is the ultimate principle between heaven and earth.
Just as what must be done must always be done, and the people who must come must come. Many people came to Chang'an City in the wind and snow, including a monk.
The monk wore a worn-out hat and a tattered kapok cassock. His face exposed outside the shadow of the hat was ordinary, but he naturally had a perseverance.
The monk entered the city through the West Gate and stood on the long snowy street. He seemed to have no idea how to go. He turned around and came to a hot porridge shop. He took off his hat and started asking for directions.
He took off his hat, revealing a head full of green and black sharp new hair, just like the monk's expression that was determined and determined. However, when he asked for directions, the smile on his face was so compassionate and gentle.
The word "asking for directions" is not accurate. The monk always kept his mouth tightly closed. When he occasionally grinned, you could see that only half of his tongue was left. It turned out that he was mute and could not speak.
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For Ning Que and Xiahou, who were sitting in the wind and snow, this hour was very long, because no matter how cold the wind and snow were, their bodies had already warmed up.
For His Majesty the Emperor in the palace and Xu Shi on the other side of the snow bridge, this hour was very short because the academy's attitude left them helpless and they had no time to do more.
Just when the hour was about to end, the imperial court finally found a way, and the palace door suddenly opened. Li Qingshan, the Imperial Counselor of the Tang Dynasty, and Zeng Jing, the Grand Scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, escorted by dozens of eunuchs, hurriedly arrived at the venue and began to
Read His Majesty's decree.
His Royal Highness Prince Li Peiyan walked silently at the back of the crowd.
Zeng Jing, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, ranked last in the Tang cabinet, but he was Sangsang's biological father and had a special status. Li Qingshan, the national teacher, was a cultivator and never paid attention to court affairs, but he had a relationship with Ning Que.
In the old days, starting from Master Yan Se, Ning Que wanted to call him uncle.
His Majesty asked the two of them to read out the decree, so naturally he wanted to move people with emotion.
As expected, Ning Que looked at these two people and had to stand up and salute.
Academician Zeng Jing coughed twice, stretched out his hand to wipe away the snowflakes that fell on the imperial edict, and said, "Your Majesty has an edict."
Everyone in front of the imperial city gathered their breath and thought quietly.
Zeng Jing glanced at Prince Li Peiyan, sighed softly, and then said in a slightly astringent voice: "Prince Li Peiyan of Yi of the Tang Dynasty, due to old events in the first year of Tianqi, he asked to be removed from the royal title."
The whole place was silent. People in front of the Imperial City could not suppress the shock in their hearts and looked at His Highness the Prince.
Li Peiyan's noble crown is still on the snow between Ning Que and Xia Hou, and is gradually being buried by the snow. His hair is now a little messy, and he looks a little embarrassed, but the expression on his face is unusually indifferent.
Zeng Jing ignored everyone's reaction, held the imperial edict in both hands, and continued to read with a slightly trembling voice: "The case of former Xuanwei General Lin Guangyuan's conspiracy to treason is now withdrawn due to insufficient evidence..."
The names on the imperial edict were announced one after another through the trembling voice of the great scholar, echoing in the wind and snow, and hitting the red wall.
"General Xuanwei Lin Guangyuan..."
"Mrs. Lin Guangyuan..."
"Sha Gang, the partial general..."
"Colonel Cheng Xinzheng..."
"Clerk Lin Hai..."
"Official Hu Hua..."
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Listening to the names that have long since disappeared from history, and the decrees of officials being reinstated and granted titles, there was a dead silence in front of the imperial city.
His Majesty's decree did not mention the retrial of the old case. However, the prince asked himself to be removed from the throne, and all the soldiers involved in the case were rehabilitated. What is the difference between this... and the reversal of the case?
People finally understood what the palace meant.
His Majesty once thought about overturning the treason case of General Xuan Wei, but due to the situation between the DPRK and China and the Xiling Temple, especially the lack of evidence, he could not do this.
Today, the Academy tacitly allowed Ning Que to challenge Xia Hou, posing a difficult problem for the court. However, without evidence, His Majesty still could not overturn the verdict, so he chose to use this method.
It is not a reversal of the verdict, but also a reversal of the verdict.
At least, this can give an explanation to those who died unjustly back then, and to Ning Que today.
When the decree began, Xiahou stood up from his chair. His Majesty's decree did not involve him, but his brows gradually frowned, and then he slowly sat down again.
Those names are still floating in the wind and snow.
Xiahou knew those names and had seen the people represented by those names.
More than ten years ago, he had watched those people die in front of him. He had seen those heads piled into a hill, some with their eyes closed, some with their eyes open, some with despair, some with anger.
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Those names sounded again after more than ten years, and entered his ears in front of the imperial city. He became more and more silent, his face became more and more livid, and his hand holding the armrest of the chair became harder and harder.
He didn't feel guilty, nor did he blame himself, nor was he depressed.
He is just angry.
The handrail turned into powder and fell from his fingers, falling angrily on the snow.
No one paid attention to General Xiahou's mood at this time.
Because he was not mentioned in His Majesty's decree.
In terms of laws and regulations, he is no longer General Xiahou.
What he has to do is to accept it calmly and then leave Chang'an City honestly.
Everyone's eyes were looking at Ning Que.
They know who the target of His Majesty's decree is.
The only way to stop this life-and-death duel is to hope that Ning Que revokes his invitation to challenge.
His Majesty overturned Lin Guangyuan's case, gave him generous rewards, and showed kindness to him for three generations. This is all for this purpose.
People in front of the imperial city looked at Ning Que under the black umbrella, thinking that this should be the end.
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From the moment he heard the words Lin Guangyuan, Ning Que lowered his head and looked intently at the thick snow under his feet. He turned his face sideways and listened intently to the names one after another in the decree.
He had heard those names, so he listened very carefully today, but the expression on his face was very complicated, some pleased, some disappointed, some self-deprecating.
The names on the imperial edict were finally read out.
Grand Bachelor Zeng Jing and Imperial Master Li Qingshan walked up to him and solemnly handed over the imperial edict.
Ning Que took the imperial edict and remained silent.
Li Qingshan looked solemn and said: "Your Majesty said that as long as you admit to the previous murders, he will pardon you, because after all, you have extenuating circumstances. If you feel that His Royal Highness the Prince's removal from the title is not enough to compensate, Your Majesty and the Queen will represent General Xiahou to you."
Apologize and make amends.”
The Imperial Master's voice was very soft and was covered by the wind and snow. No one could hear it except himself and Ning Que, but people could guess what he and Ning Que were talking about.
However, just when everyone thought that the matter was over and their mood was gradually relaxing, Ning Que made an unexpected decision.
Ning Que put the imperial edict on the chair behind him, looked at Li Qingshan, Zeng Jing, and the people in front of the imperial city and laughed, then raised his palms.
He started clapping.
At first, his movements were gentle, and then he became harder and harder, as if he was slapping a wall hard. The wound on his palm burst open again, splattering blood everywhere.
Snap!
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang bang!
The applause became louder and louder, and blood splashed from his palms, then dripped down onto his body, onto his legs, and finally fell into the snow.
Looking at this scene, the people in front of the imperial city once again felt a sense of indifference and terror, and their bodies gradually became cold with the wind and snow again.
"Your Majesty is very kind, and Tang Law does have some effect. It is a good thing to hear the names in the imperial edict ring out in Chang'an City again, and I am very comforted."
Ning Que said with emotion: "It's a pity that some names have been forgotten after all. I'm very sorry."
Zeng Jing asked nervously: "Who else is missing? I will go to the palace immediately to ask for your Majesty's instructions."
Ning Que smiled and said, "I also missed many names in the general's mansion, such as the groom, the cook, the gardener, the maid, and...my parents."
Zeng Jing said in confusion: "The first people to be awarded the title are the general and the general's wife..."
Ning Que looked down at the snow under his feet and the blood spots on the snow. After being silent for a long time, he said, "The general and his wife are not my parents."
As soon as these words came out, the wind and snow suddenly dispersed.
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(I am very happy to have finally written this paragraph. There is another chapter today.)