The dark red bookcase has four levels in total, separated by complete baffles in the middle.
The book in her hand had a few large characters printed on the copper-colored cover: A Guide to Leading the Army.
Zi Yuan pointed to the left side of the bookcase with some grievance, "Mother, this book was found from the bottom of the drawer there. Zi Yuan did not violate the rules."
Zhao Lian frowned. The drawer was filled with letters between Willow and other countries during his lifetime. He didn't expect that there was this book hidden underneath.
She placed the "Book of Military Leadership" on the right side of the bookcase and warned, "Don't read this book out next time." Then she took down a poetry book from the left and said, "Read this book louder."
"Yes, mother." Ziyuan took it obediently.
Zhao Lian was stunned for a long time, praying secretly mixed with hatred, that person who is like a wolf and a tiger must not notice her intentions!
Qin Weiluo's death and the incompleteness of her life were all due to that cruel man.
She didn't hate this, she just wanted to suck his marrow and blood, eat his essence and flesh, and peel off his skin.
After all, the blood of the royal family flows in Ziyuan's body.
What we have to do now is to be patient and cultivate Ziyuan into an outstanding talent, so that he can possess civility, martial arts, power, and ambition. The future is long, and it is not certain how the situation will change!
She walked out of the palace gate with a heavy heart, picked up the broom lying on the ground, and swept the yard up and down, just like her step-by-step plan.
In the center of the garden is a tree as thick as an arm's length. Its leaves are light yellow and tooth-shaped, and they gather towards the central meridians. The tree is densely covered with fine white flowers. When the wind blows, they fly down and are embedded in the withered yellow night.
, very beautiful.
She admired the scenery on the ground, just like the scenery on the trees. However, the reason why she cleaned it every half month was because she didn't want the place to look too desolate.
The leaves and flowers swept under the Yuxue tree accumulated thicker and thicker, surrounding the roots. Zhaolian wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the flower pots placed around him. A little desire for beauty shone in the dusty sky.
There was a slight flash in his eyes, thinking about whether to trim it.
Suddenly, the Yuxue tree moved, a gust of wind blew up, and the leaves were picked up and flew all over the sky.
There seemed to be an ominous atmosphere filling it.
She thought it was just a strong wind and walked quickly towards the main hall. However, after taking two steps, she realized something was wrong and stopped suddenly.
Yes, something is wrong!
There was only movement in the yard, the wind seemed to be rising from the ground, and the plants outside the yard were still swaying gently.
Zhao Lian turned around, wanting to see what was going on through the dense leaves and flowers dancing wildly in the air. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain all over her body, as if countless needles were piercing the meridians all over her body. She let out a scream, and her body was shaking.
The pill just flew into her mouth, and she quickly stretched out her hand to clamp her neck. However, the force from outside was fierce and forced the pill into her abdomen.
As she fell, the strange wind disappeared silently, and the leaves and flowers fell one after another, covering the ground again.
Everything calmed down, as if nothing had happened.
Zhao Lian opened her eyes wide in surprise and fear, and tried to stand up, only to find that her whole body could no longer move. Waves of pain came over her, making her almost faint. She raised her head with difficulty, and was surprised to see that her clothes had been
Blood stained red.
What's going on? What's going on?
"Mother, mother..." Zi Yuan heard something strange outside and ran out of the study, only to see this shocking and sad scene.
The little man burst into tears, shaking his mother and crying at the top of his lungs.
Zhaolian moved her head to prove to her son that she was still alive.
"Mother." Ziyuan hugged her head in surprise. However, just for a moment, the light in his eyes dimmed again.
Zhaolian opened her mouth to comfort her son, but all she could say was "oh". She paused in surprise: she could no longer make a sound and became mute.
She woke up, and just now, taking advantage of the cover of leaves and flowers in the sky, someone unknowingly cut off all her meridians and fed her a mute medicine.
It's him, it must be him! He wants to silence him. He's worried that Zi Yuan will learn the truth and threaten the rule of the Shaw family.
"Ah!" Zhao Lian shouted out the only words she could express. The pain and hatred made her white jade neck tremble.
In her fox-like eyes, the pupils were as red as if they were dripping with blood.
"Mother...mother, what happened?" Seven-year-old Ziyuan cried as he picked up Zhao Lian's upper body and dragged him toward the palace. Under his delicate body, a shocking trail of blood spread out.
Shao Kefan, you are so cruel! You will not die easily!
Zhaolian's chest kept rising and falling, and big tears rolled down her cheeks.
I hate it so much, but I am helpless to the point of despair. Is it over? Is this the end?
Now I am a useless person, unable to convey any information, let alone protect Ziyuan.
Zi Yuan finally got her to bed. The strong boy gradually stopped crying and looked at her with concern, "Mom, don't be afraid, Zi Yuan is here! Zi Yuan goes and calls the doctor."
Doctor? How could Shao Kefan let the doctor from the palace come? However, with all the meridians cut off, there is nothing anyone can do.
Zhao Lian shook his head resolutely, signaling his son not to leave her.
The clever Ziyuan quickly understood what she meant and said anxiously, "But mother is injured..."
Zhao Lian shook his head again and closed his eyes in pain.
I will spend the rest of my life in bed.
Zi Yuan was still young, but he became a burden to him.
Why am I so sad?
She remembered how many things were rushing through her mind.
The root cause lies in that sympathetic look.
Which woman gave Willow a look of sympathy after he fell into despair, which caused all the tragedy to happen.
She hates it so much, she hates it so much!
She has never done anything wrong, so why is her fate so unfair?
Could it be because of that person’s sympathetic look?
However, no matter what, she was powerless.
Ziyuan stared intently at his mother's eyes for a moment, and saw that she didn't open them for a long time. He thought she was asleep, so he secretly left the palace door.
Half an hour later, Zi Yuan led Fengyuan Shen into the bedroom of Jie Liu Hall.
Shao Kefan, it turned out that this matter was carried out in secret! Except for him or the people he sent, who knew that he had done such an unscrupulous thing?
Zhao Lian stared blankly at the old doctor with a compassionate look on his face, a glimmer of expectation rising in his eyes, maybe there was a way.
However, Feng Yuanshen checked her over, shook his head and sighed, "I don't know who did it cruelly. All the muscles and veins are severed. Madam, I can't do anything!"
The light in Zhaolian's eyes disappeared completely. She opened her mouth to apologize, but she only uttered words such as "Oh, eh". She stopped it in time, and there was a strong sadness in her eyes, and she forgot that she was already a mute.
"What?" Feng Yuanshen exclaimed and asked in disbelief, "That man poisoned Madam?"
Zhao Lian didn't react at all, just stared at the high hanging curtains in despair.
Fengyuan sighed heavily and paused, "Who on earth is so cruel and ruthless, leaving no room for anything?" His anger quickly turned into guilt, "Madam, I'm really sorry, I can't make you return to the way you were before.
But it can help your wounds recover as quickly as possible."
Zhao Lian was heartbroken and asked the palace doctor to apply medicine to the wound where the meridians were severed. Zi Yuan stood by and wiped away the fine beads of sweat on her forehead from time to time.
On the second day, the palace sent two maids to take care of her food and daily life.
Seeing someone coming to take care of his mother, Ziyuan, who was worried that he was unable to do so, felt better.
However, Zhao Lian's heart continued to sink. Only she knew that everything from now on would be under strict surveillance.
Including those books that Ziyuan read.
She concealed her hard work for several years, but it died before it even took shape.
Qiming Palace.
After Shao Kefan finished approving the last submission, he subconsciously wanted to use the invisibility technique. Suddenly he thought of something and sat back on the throne with some dejection.
It's better to see her less often! Anyway, she won't come to you on her own initiative.
In this case, I don't think there will be any trouble. Anyway, she has no way of knowing what he usually does.
However, there was another thing that vaguely touched his heart.
Should the young swordsman who was captured be rescued now?
However, in the recent war, the sword in this man's hand mercilessly pierced Shu Zhen's left chest and heart. He even took advantage of the monarch's trust in him, no matter what the means, despite the promise.
However, when he was about to turn a blind eye, unexpectedly, the woman he loved most, the woman Ji Chen hated, actually asked him to send someone to rescue him.
Jian Xin, she has always been compassionate and kind, but this caused numerous conflicts between them, and she became increasingly alienated from him, making it difficult to recover.
He tried his best to keep away from him. He did not cherish those who were willing to stay by his side.
Shu Zhen!
Shao Kefan moved slightly and sighed softly, it was time to go see her.
The Cangteng Royal Cemetery is as quiet and deserted as ever. There are only a few tomb soldiers patrolling the huge cemetery. The tombs stand alone and gather together, giving people a feeling of desolation and desolation.
Compared with the tombs of other royal family members, there is nothing special about Shuzhen's tomb. The tomb seat is made of Taiyi grain stones, and in order to prevent grass from growing, a layer of white jade powder is sprinkled on the top of the tomb.
The only difference is the dozen gilt characters engraved on the tombstone: The tomb of Shao Kefan, the 27th king of Cangteng Kingdom and the second queen of Wang Shuzhen. The prayer flags inserted on the tombstone have not been completely torn to pieces by the wind.
The threads swayed in the breeze, like a soul-calling ceremony.
The figure in red fell in front of the tomb and stared at it for a long time.
Shu Zhenhe, you have lived in this world for more than eighty years. I am afraid that you are exhausted and it is time to rest. But who would have thought that a generation of swordsmen would end up in this way.
Suddenly, she remembered an unknown day when she had the idea of combing his hair. She held the comb in her hand, but he ruthlessly rejected her. Early in the morning, she drank wine in the main hall without saying a word.
When he thought of that scene, he felt his heart sting slightly.
If time went back and she ran away from the palace, he might go find her, bring her back, and give her some comfort.
Why, why did he spend his whole life paying tribute.
A hundred years later, who will come to his tomb to pay homage to him?
Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the tomb of King Ling next to Shu Zhen's tomb. In front of the tomb were two flowerpots whose flower branches had dried up and the soil was cracked. Shao Kefan remembered that when King Ling was buried, Jian Xin specially came from the palace.
The one I brought here actually looks like this now.
They are connected by blood, but they have been fighting openly and secretly.
After all, he won.
He wins everything, but every time he wins something, he also loses something. He seems to have everything, but his life seems more like a blank.
Shao Kefan was in a state of mind and returned to the palace. Suddenly he heard the spy's report and Jian Xin left the palace again.
He was startled, he must have gone to the huge pit with a radius of ten miles to remember the husband who had lost his soul.
He suddenly felt sad and funny.
Husband! She actually had a husband. To him, this was so unbelievable, but she put the facts in front of him, making his hope of overturning his speculation in vain.
He stared at the painting on the wall of his bedroom thoughtfully. Seven years had passed and the painting had turned yellow, forming a somewhat hazy picture with the yellow shirt, making everything blurry and unreliable.
"Ask to see the king."
A deliberately lowered voice came from the main hall.
Shao Kefan's expression changed and he walked out of the bedroom.
In the center of the hall, stood a middle-aged man in gray clothes. He had triangular eyes and inverted sword eyebrows. He looked weird and sinister. A broad knife hung from his waist. However, only Shao Kefan knew that it was not a knife, nor was it a knife.
The sword and its scabbard are filled with countless mechanical springs and hidden grids, which can shoot tiny hidden needles with sharp and rapid speed, making it hard to guard against.
Shao Kefan waved his hand to signal the guards to step back. With a slight suction of his hand, the door was automatically closed by the strength of his energy.
"How are things going?"
"Your Majesty, Mrs. Liu was already a useless person two hours ago." The middle-aged man's voice was low and hoarse, but it carried a compelling momentum.
It took two hours to report, so I must have made careful preparations! Is this a hint?
Shao Kefan nodded with satisfaction, but his eyes were as complicated as the changing wind and clouds, "Go back! The bounty will be delivered tomorrow."
"Yes." The middle-aged man bowed and walked toward the door, his steps steady, and a bit of coldness quickly gathered in his eyes.
However, until he opened the door, there was no movement behind him. The middle-aged man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not really relax. He used all his strength to fly twenty feet into the sky, and his figure became farther and farther away.
Shao Kefan withdrew his iron-cold gaze and sucked the energy from his palms into his body.
Perhaps, we shouldn't take action at this time.
In a flash of thought, he was already outside the Jie Liu Palace.
The courtyard of Jieliu Palace is in a mess, with brooms lying horizontally. The flowers and leaves seem to be stirred up and then fall by something. The trees are stained with leaves that have fallen long ago, and are easily carried away by the breeze from time to time. The Yuxue tree is dragged between the palace doors.
A bloody path about two feet wide was sparsely covered with fine white flowers and light yellow curled leaves.
Without the usual sound of Zi Yuan's reading, Jie Liu Palace became eerily silent. The blood path wound all the way to the door of the dormitory. There were large clots of coagulated blood in some places. This was when Zi Yuan dragged Zhao Lian into the house and paused due to exertion.
for the sake of.
Shao Kefan stood in the main hall and coughed twice.
"Who is it?" As a childish voice sounded, the curtain was opened, and Ziyuan's head poked out first, with tears shining in his bright black eyes.
In the bedroom, Zhao Lian, who looked pale and haggard, lay motionless on the bed, staring at the curtains desperately.
Shao Kefan's heart tightened, and he felt a twinge of guilt uncontrollably.
Seeing that it was the king, Ziyuan walked out quickly, lowered his head with soft hair reaching his shoulders, "The king."
It's him! It's him! He's here, let's see if he succeeds!
Just for a moment, those empty eyes were filled with anger, and the sound of "oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh" suddenly sounded in the bedroom, rapid and anxious.
"Mother." Ziyuan turned around and ran to the bedroom, regardless of the monarch in front of him.
Zhao Lian's eyes were opened to their maximum size and were covered with bloodshot eyes, as if they were about to bleed. His head kept shaking from side to side, making people suspect that if he twisted it any further, he would break his neck.
However, no matter how he moved, his eyes were fixed on Shao Kefan who was slowly walking into the bedroom.
Shao Kefan's expression was calm, with no trace of sadness or joy.
Only he knew that he no longer dared to face this innocent woman.
However, who gave her the alienation? Does she think she is really unaware of it?
But if she is honest, as the king, will he let her go?
"Monarch." Tears flowed from Ziyuan's eyes, and he stretched out his little hand to pull Shao Kefan's red sleeve, "I don't know which bastard made my mother like this. The monarch helped Ziyuan catch the murderer, and Ziyuan wanted to avenge his mother.
.”
He was still young, and he was tutored by his educated and reasonable mother, but he even used the word "bastard". This shows how much of a blow this incident had to Ziyuan!
Shao Kefan was startled and lowered his hand to touch his face, "Oh? How will Zi Yuan take revenge?"
Zhao Lian's head on the bed shook even more violently, his voice became louder and louder, and gradually became hoarse, like a cornered beast furiously raging in a difficult situation.
The little man suddenly puffed up his chest, his eyes radiated with fierce light, bit his lip, and said angrily, "I want him to look like my mother."
Shao Kefan frowned, his hand couldn't help but slide down quickly, clasped Zi Yuan's chin, and lifted his palm up.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Zhao Lian knew that Ziyuan had angered the wolf that eats people without spitting out bones. At this time, he was in danger. His fearful and angry voice reached the extreme, and tears of blood finally flowed from his eyes.
Zi Yuan was also startled by the monarch's sudden move and couldn't help but take a step back. However, Shao Kefan just stared at Zi Yuan's eyes and slowly relaxed his hands, "Then, I promise Zi Yuan that I will find the murderer."
Ziyuan knelt down and said, "Thank you, Lord."
Shao Kefan's expression changed and he scolded, "Get up, Cang Teng has abolished the kneeling ceremony. From now on, you are not allowed to kneel in front of this king."
"Yes." Ziyuan stood up obediently, raised his head, and looked at him pleadingly, "The king must find the murderer! Mother, mother, I can't move or speak. It's so pitiful."
Shao Kefan glanced meaningfully at Zhao Lian, who was uttering a monotonous tone, and nodded slightly, "Zi Yuan, remember to read more." After that, he squatted down and looked at Zi Yuan, "What books does Zi Yuan usually read?"
Yes, he wants to kill all possibilities.
She is a useless person, so what can she do if she yells?
Zhao Lian's crying suddenly stopped, as if the hatred had no strength to condense in his eyes, and he just stared blankly above.
Shao Kefan, even if I can't move or speak, at least I can still think. I will spend the rest of my life cursing you.
"My mother sorted them out. Ziyuan will take the monarch to see them now."
Zi Yuan didn't know Zhao Lian's worries and took Shao Kefan to the study.
Shao Kefan flipped through the left side of the bookcase, which was full of poems, paintings, moral lectures, music scores, etc. However, the right side was full of books on military strategy, governance, and the art of establishing a foothold.
Sure enough! This woman is not restless at all. It seems that what he did is right. Sparing her life may be regarded as a gift.
"The books on the right are for adults and are not suitable for Ziyuan. How about Ziyuan contributes to the country? When Ziyuan grows up, if he wants to read it, he can go to the Xuezhai Hall to read it." Shao Kefan closed the bookcase and said,
asked with a smile.
Ziyuan did not expect that the monarch would make such a request, so he blurted out, "I'm going to ask my mother." After taking two steps, he realized that his mother could no longer express her opinion, so he stopped and thought about it seriously.
Answer, "Okay."
"Good boy." Shao Kefan sighed meaningfully, "I will send someone to take care of your mother."
In the bedroom, the eyes were closed tightly, but the eyelids were trembling, and a drop of blood and tears stayed in the corner of the eye.