Ep. 34: At dusk, the east wind complains about the birds, how do the falling flowers look like 1

Gently put down the golden curtain, and the man in the dragon robe walked out of the palace with a smile on his face. A group of eunuchs waiting outside the door quickly followed up. The big eunuch came forward with a smile and asked, "Where is the emperor driving?"

"Dezheng Hall," the man in the dragon robe stood with his hands on his back and his face in the morning sun was full of vigor. "I'd like to see how long those old people can stand."

"Yes, yes. The emperor, get up!" The big eunuch hurriedly squeezed his eyes at the few little eunuchs behind him, and at the same time pretended to be high.

The imperial driver went to the Dezheng Hall, and the palace immediately became a mess. The eunuchs were carrying buckets with basins, and the maids carried all kinds of dishes and tonics. They were very busy.

"Get up! If that man comes back and sees it later, no one wants his head!" The little eunuch in purple urged with a pile of voices. The people in the palace were so busy that they almost bumped into a ball.

Long** is lying on a dying person. **'s body is full of scars, his long hair is covered with slightly smelly mucus, and there is no sign of living in a mess.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, wake up. Dr. Liao gave you the medicine, and it was so easy to bring it in. Drink it quickly!" The little eunuch in purple helped up the man, and a man beside him immediately handed over the medicine bowl.

** The man opened his eyes in a daze and frowned: "You let me die. It's better to die than to live like this."

The eunuchs around them were red-eyed and said, "Your Majesty, don't say such a thing. You are the Lord of all saints. You are the master of the world. Don't say dejective words!"

The man snorted and seemed to have a wry smile: "What the lord of all saints, the lord of the world, I am just a waste without eyes. The century-old foundation of Dajing has been destroyed by me alone. You say, what's the point of me living?"

The little eunuch in purple choked: "Your Majesty, don't say that. It's not your fault. It's all Zhang Qifeng's bastard... He's not a human being! It's a beast!" The little eunuch who was holding the medicine beside him wiped his eyes and urged, "Mr. Xiang, don't cry. Hurry up and wait for the emperor to drink the medicine. There are still a lot of things to do next."

After his reminder, the little eunuch in purple hurriedly hid his emotions, carefully fed the medicine soup to the man to drink, and took advantage of the maids to bathe and eat. During this period, the man couldn't move at all. He was moved around by them, washed away the dirty clothes and changed into clean clothes, and lay back on the dragon bed that had been replaced with clean bedding.

"Xiangtai." The man licked his lips and called hoarsely.

"Wh, I'm there!" The little eunuch in purple rushed forward and said, "What's the emperor's order?"

The man didn't seem to have the strength to open his eyes, and he was so angry: "Has the third public... been detained by him?"

The little eunuch in purple stiffened his face and said confusedly, "No, your Majesty, don't worry. Lieutenant You is still fighting for it. There will always be a way."

You don't need to look at it to know that he is lying. The man smiled sadly: "Don't fool me. Xiang Tai, if you can meet San Gong or Cao Taifu, tell them on my behalf, let them abolish me as a puppet, choose Junjie from the collateral line, and set up another new king.

"Your Majesty!" The little eunuch in purple quickly stopped him, "You shouldn't say this nonsense. You can't just give up like this. If the three princes set up a new king, you will die!"

"It's better to die..."

As he spoke, he said loudly outside, "Your Majesty, go back to the palace!"

The little eunuch in purple was shocked and hurriedly retreated a few steps and knelt down: "I welcome the emperor!"

The man in the dragon robe strode in gracefully, looked at the person lying quietly from afar, and snorted, "You love the original master very much."

A room of palace eunuchs quickly knelt down and begged for mercy. The little eunuch in purple buried his head and defended in panic: "The slaves were afraid that he was embarrassed and were afraid of sweeping away the emperor's interest..."

"There is no need to explain. If he dies, it will be troublesome. When I am away, you take good care of him and don't let him kill himself." The man in the dragon robe said, and his thin lips opened a cold smile.

The palace people kowtowed one after another. The man took a few sips of the teacup and went out without sitting down. A group of palace talents were relieved and wiped the cold sweat on their heads to do things.

Xiang Tai climbed back to the bedside and whispered, "Your Majesty, don't think about it. I and all the adults will try to save you!"

The man of

** didn't even hum, as if he was asleep.

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If you can't kill you, you will kill the person you value most.

A person is not a sage. Who can be ruthless? If there is love, there must be weakness, and if there is weakness, there must be a dead hole.

Everything in the world, I would like to be all I have.

"So, what does this mean?" Wei Tanyi showed the white note in his hand and frowned and said to himself.

It rained early last night, and the sultry heat was finally relieved. He was lazily crooked in the cool chair and planned to sleep for a while. Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound and sighed without opening his eyes.

"Master, there is a letter stuffed in the crack of the door." Sure enough, Quain Si happily pushed the door in to report.

"Well, put it there." If she had known that she would buy such noisy jewelry, she would not have been cheated out of money on the grounds of her birthday. Wei Tanyi now regrets it very much. Three days ago, quenching Si suddenly ran to him to pay attention, and repeatedly forced her to buy jewelry. I thought it was normal for the girl to buy jewelry or clothes, but on her birthday, I gave her an ingot of silver. Unexpectedly...

The quenching looked disappointed. Because she was looking forward to Ji Yufu finding the whereabouts of Ji Yuci, she was full of expectations for every letter sent to her door, but since the recipient of the letter was not in a hurry, she could not open it privately. He gently put the letter on the round table and was about to leave when he suddenly heard Wei Tanyi say lazily, "Go and take off that annoying string of bells, and open the letter by yourself."

"Yes!" He spit out his tongue and quickly squatted down to untied the bell.

Although he has been with Wei Tanyi for more than a year and knows 80% to 90% of his secrets, he is still confused about the reason why he is too lazy to look like a piece of skin in summer. Si Si gently took her beloved footbell into the box, and then took the envelope and tiptoed out of the room.

Finally, it was sent away. Wei Tanyi took a long breath and was ready to go back to sleep.

"The master is not good!" There was a scream in the corridor.

"Alas... it's also guilty to sleep." When he woke up with such a sound, he couldn't sleep. He frowned deeply and then lifted the blanket aside.

At this moment, what he was holding in his hand was the strange letter. There were only a few lines of words on the plain letterhead, strange handwriting, and words of complaint.

The door panels were soaked under the wind and rain all night, but the envelope was dry. It can be seen that it was just sent, but what's the purpose of sending such a thing early in the morning? Wei Tanyi repeatedly read the letter several times, frowned deeply, and never got the point.

The threat of this letter is still secondary. The key is that he doesn't have the person he values the most. People who are close to him are in the Fuqin Palace without exception. With a thousand-year-old demon as powerful as the master, who dares to have flowers and intestines? This time, he really had no idea and walked around the corridor with the letter.

"Master, this may be a prank, no purpose." Looking at his solemn face, he was kindly enlightened.

"A prank without a purpose?" Wei Tanyi repeated it and shook his head slowly. "I don't think it's necessary. The prank itself is the purpose. The words in the letter are ambiguous, but the meaning is something. I think it's inevitable."

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Original poem: "Golden Valley Garden", the day and evening wind complains about the birds, and the falling flowers are like people who fall from the building