As the New Year approaches, in the courtyard, the already old-looking mulberries touch the sprouting longevity flowers.
At this moment, the longevity porcelain was already blood red.
There is already a budding flower bud on the emerald green bud.
"In a few days, it should be done!" Sang showed a satisfied smile.
Qingran on the side remained silent.
Over the years, He has been a bystander witness.
Especially not long ago, after Wang Zhi's class returned to the court, his indifference towards Sang made the eunuchs and maids completely lose their worries.
Therefore, during this period of time, he was responsible for Sang's diet.
Although life has become much more miserable, Sang's smile is getting better day by day as he feels the immortality flower that is about to bloom every day.
"Now...there's just one last thing left."
Sang's smile faded slightly:
"Huadaolou! Flowers are impermanent!"
Qingran's pupils condensed:
"Mr. Sang, could you be..."
Sang nodded:
"With the stone dog Xiaoyang and the longevity flower here, Wang Zhi will have no worries in this life."
"But if it was planned by Huadaolou and Hua Wuchang..."
"So, we must get rid of them!"
Qingran couldn't help but said:
"What are you going to do?"
Sang said nothing.
But looking at his expression, it seemed that he had made some kind of decision.
Qingran sighed and stopped asking.
Since becoming blind, Sang's temperament has become too fierce.
In the past, the aloof and thunderous prime minister in black was completely gone.
In the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to have lost his self-esteem and personality.
But in Qingran's eyes, Sang seemed to... live more clearly.
…
One day later, Qingran hurried back:
"mulberry!"
"It's not good!"
"Wang Zhi...Wang Zhi was impeached by the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty!"
"Now... my status may not be guaranteed!"
Sang paused for a moment and said quickly:
"What's the situation now?"
Qingran smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"The reason is that almost 90% of the elites of Huashen Palace were arrested because of Wang Zhiluo Zhi's crime."
"It's hard to believe... He can spread a crime so horribly, and his logic is so compact."
"Nowadays, although Luo Zhi's charges are so clear that it's hard to find fault with them, the emperor's trust in him has reached rock bottom!"
Sang nodded.
He also expected this.
Although he has become blind these years, he is not unconcerned about outside things.
Xichang became increasingly powerful and powerful, and Wang Zhi's temperament changed, so he almost went crazy to exclude dissidents.
Even Dongchang and Jinyiwei were destroyed in name only under Wang Zhi's suppression!
In addition, Wang Zhi's Xichang was in charge of troops and had some reputation on the border, which made him different from ordinary eunuchs.
Therefore, coupled with the accumulated conflicts over time, regardless of whether the Huashen Palace interfered with the court affairs, it was destined that Zhu Jianshen would not allow Wang Zhi to kill this time.
Thinking of this, Sang slowly stood up.
Qingran looked at him doubtfully.
But when Sang suggested going to the dungeon to see Wang Zhi, Qingran was a little worried.
The father and son have reached this point due to various misunderstandings...
If we meet and something changes, what should we do?
Sang seemed to have guessed Qingran's concerns and smiled lightly, but with murderous intent:
"It doesn't matter."
"If you meet someone who doesn't want your face, just kill him..."
"Of course, you don't have to do anything."
"I know that you are divine and cannot attack people."
"Just help me... prepare something."
Saying that, Sang took out a piece of paper.
When Qingran saw the content on the paper, his expression suddenly changed:
"Sang, you..."
Sang waved his hand and did not let Qingran continue:
"Go ahead."
…
In the sky prison, Wang Zhi, dressed in prison uniform, sat there.
At this time, there was no surprise on his face.
Perhaps, he is already prepared for his ending.
However, there was still a hint of unwillingness in Wang Zhi's eyes.
In addition to the safe buckle and red sandalwood Ruyi that he always carried with him, Wang Zhi placed the corpse-dissolving dragon jade in his palm.
Just a little bit closer!
It's just a little short of it, and it can completely turn into blood red!
Even after knowing the emperor's warning but still killing all the Taoists of Huashen Palace in Xichang, the power of military disaster he obtained was still short of the last bit!
"God's will?"
"No!"
"When did I, Wang Zhi, ever believe in destiny!"
For a moment, Wang Zhi's eyes were filled with anger.
Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew through, blowing away the damp and moldy smell in the entire cell.
The familiar fragrance of green plum lingers in the nose.
But...if I smelled it carefully, it seemed to have a hint of blood.
Wang Zhi smiled.
He wiped the dirt on his face, raised his head, and saw the person he had been longing for.
Finally, a ray of sadness came to my heart.
In the past, I had pretended to be vicious and ruthless in order to distance myself from the relationship, but finally I could no longer hold on at this moment.
"Father……"
With a trembling call, Sang was also shaken all over.
He seemed confused for a moment, then smiled.
Even though I am blind, my smile seems to be back to before.
He walked little by little in front of Wang Zhi, who was bound by chains.
Qingran used magic to cover the entire cell without disturbing the father and son.
Sang stretched out his hand trembling slightly.
When Wang Zhi saw this, he grabbed it excitedly and put it on his face.
"My child, you have worked hard over the years..." Sang's smile was filled with sadness: "And there is this scar..."
Wang Zhi sobbed softly and shook his head slowly.
Sang said softly:
"Good boy, I have worked hard for you all these years."
"But...since you guessed my intention, why did you come back?"
Wang Zhi said ferociously:
"It is precisely because of this knowledge that I cannot let my father face the Flower God Palace alone!"
"That day, when I heard Qingran's words, I investigated in secret!"
"Finally I found some clues!"
"Father, the poison in your body..."
Sang shook his head:
"The mother-child poison has taken over my heart, and I am now in my twilight years."
"Okay, don't talk about me anymore."
"I'm making a prediction for you, but I don't think that your final murder is not just about the Haixi Jurchen."
"Now that you have killed so many people in Huashen Palace, Huadao Tower and Hua Wuchang must hate you to the core."
"The emperor now trusts them, and this matter...has no solution."
Wang Zhi fell silent.
For this, he was mentally prepared when he took action.
When he was in a high and powerful position, Huashen Palace dared to plot against him.
Then...even if the emperor doesn't kill him, Huashen Palace can't spare him.
"My child, forgive me."
"I can't kill the emperor."
"No matter how miserable Zhu Jianshen is, he is still a good emperor in terms of Jiangshan Sheji and the Ming Dynasty."
"If the Qi of Ming Dynasty changes due to my momentary thoughts of killing, this huge cause and effect will not only affect me, but also you and Qingran."
"Such a backlash will not only affect your life..."
"Even, it will stay with you forever!"
"As for the Flower God Palace, I will find a way, so don't worry about it."
"By the way, how is Xiaoyang?"
Wang Zhi nodded:
"Don't worry, dad, the little guy is fine!"
"Yeah." Sang smiled: "Then... do you still have the Ruyi and Ping An buttons with you?"
Wang Zhi nodded again.
Sang seemed to be completely relieved:
"That's it...that's good."
As he spoke, a towel and a basin of water appeared in Sang's hand, which Qingran gave him with the power of magic.
"Come, father, wipe the dust off your body."
Wang Zhi silently took off his prison uniform.
When the warm water touched his back, Sanna's eyes, which were covered by silk cloth, shed blood and tears.
This is what I personally asked Qingran to do.
Even if it was to keep Wang Zhi alive, after all...as a father, how could he not feel guilty after touching such a shocking wound?
Wang Zhi lowered his head slightly:
"Father……"
"I never blamed you."
Sang smiled softly and murmured:
"I once told you that no matter what time comes, you must have dignity."
"You had a piece of peace back then."
"Now, it's Wang Zhi."
"He is my son."
"Even if you become a prisoner, you are different from others..."
With that said, Sang arranged Wang Zhi's hair again and wiped the dirt from his face.
"Come, father has brought you new clothes, let's put them on for you."
Wang Zhi looked at the exquisitely crafted python robe with red eyes:
"Father, this..."
Sang Que said: "You can afford the python robe!"
Saying that, Sang stood up staggeringly.
Wang Zhi wanted to go up to help him, but Sang shook his head.
Although he has no eyes, he still puts on new clothes for Wang Zhi little by little.
At this time, dots of red plum blossoms bloomed on Sang's back, and the fragrance blended with the smell of blood, revealing a hint of final farewell.
After putting on their crowns and hats neatly, the father and son sat on the floor again.
"Although I can't see it, but..."
"What you wear...must look good."
Saying that, Sang took out the jug again.
The exquisite wine glass was placed in front of Wang Zhi, and a glass of wine fell.
Wang Zhi seemed to understand something.
Sang murmured:
"child."
"Father has nothing left to do to save you."
"In the end, I can only give you a little dignity."
For a moment, there was only dead silence in the cell.
After a long time, Wang Zhi smiled slightly:
"Father."
"I don't blame you."
"Compared to...being bullied by the people of Huashen Palace, or being beheaded by the emperor's order, a glass of wine is already the best result!"
"I just regret... I regret that the method was not more drastic."
"Just a little bit..."
"I can dismantle that corpse into dragon jade..."
Sang held Wang Zhi's hand and choked with sobs:
"Stop talking!"
"It's my fault. I should tell you about Nuanyu..."
Wang Zhi's eyes were red and he picked up the wine glass with a smile.
At this moment, Sang held Wang Zhi's wrist tremblingly, and even his breathing began to quicken.
"Father……"
"I never regret being your son..."
"I just hate..."
"In the end, I didn't help you with anything!"
After that, Wang Zhi drank the poisoned wine in one gulp!
I felt dizzy for a moment, and a hazy sleepiness came to my mind.
It turns out... poisonous wine is not as painful as imagined.
Wang Zhi coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell into Sang's arms.
He looked up at the blood plum blossom tattoo extending to Sang's neck, and showed a sad smile:
"Father...do you remember...the first time I gave you flowers?"
"I originally wanted to give you plum blossoms, but... plum blossoms are too cold."
"Later, I gave you a bunch of peonies on the Lantern Festival."
"You were very happy then..."
My father suppressed the sadness in his heart and murmured:
"yes……"
"That bouquet of flowers... is the most beautiful flower that my father has ever received..."
Wang Zhi felt that his vision began to blur.
Finally, he couldn't help but said:
"Actually...I really...don't hope..."
"You are just...my father..."
In an instant, Wang Zhi closed his eyes with a trace of regret.
The last tear slipped from the corner of his eye and bloomed on the ground.
But the smile that settled at the end seemed to have... no regrets, but a hint of satisfaction.
Sang lowered his head slightly, groping around and wiping the blood from the corner of Wang Zhi's mouth: