After saying that, Su Shi couldn't help but look at Pei Xuan, but at this glance, he stood up suddenly. The chair was caught off guard, flipped over by his sudden move, and hit the ground heavily with a dull sound.
Su Shi could no longer care about his gaffe and looked at Pei Xun intently, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.
When he first met Pei Xun, although Pei Xun had gray hair, a thin figure, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were clearly visible, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and his body was as tall and straight as a cypress.
His spirit is full of energy and his mind is still sharp.
But at this time, Pei Xuan's deep eyes had become cloudy, his tall and straight body had become rickety, and his whole person had become sluggish.
Pei Xuan looked at Su Shi, who looked inexplicably frightened, and said apologetically, "Did I scare you?"
His voice at this time also became low and hoarse.
Since his rebirth, there have been very few things that surprise Su Shi, and almost nothing that can frighten him. Because his experience is far beyond that of people of this era, he can always observe any bizarre and bizarre things calmly and from different angles. Analyze and draw a reasonable conclusion.
But now Pei Xun's changes were beyond his ability to analyze, let alone explain, because no matter before or after his rebirth, he had never seen a person change from vigorous to sluggish in an instant.
It was as if some monster was greedily sucking his life away.
"Why is this happening?"
Pei Xun slowly closed his eyes and said calmly: "I said, I am the Taoist priest in your story, so I really don't have much time left for you."
Su Shi looked at Pei Xun, whose vitality was gradually disappearing, and finally asked, "Did you murder the prince?"
"yes."
Although Su Shi was mentally prepared, he still felt incredible when he heard Pei Xun's answer.
"Why? Du Ziqi said that you killed all the people who deserved to be killed. He also said that you praised Prince Xian highly. Why did you kill him?"
Pei Xun was silent for a long time, then opened his eyes and said slowly: "There used to be a small country to the south of Daqian, Nanjing. Nanjing knew that it was unable to fight against Daqian, so it surrendered to Daqian and became its vassal. Nanjing Jing comes to court every year and pays tribute year after year. He is respectful and respectful to the officials and never has second thoughts."
"But even though Nanjing was loyal to Daqian, he still did not dispel Daqian's concerns. Sixty-five years ago, Daqian still sent troops to destroy Nanjing. The king of Nanjing, Pei Ju, committed suicide. The royal family of Nanjing was also slaughtered, except for one The eight-year-old child narrowly escaped and has never been found."
Pei Xuan looked at Su Shi with turbid eyes and asked, "If you were a child at that time, how would you deal with the hatred of destroying your country and destroying your family?"
Su Shi was silent for a long time, and then slowly replied: "For individuals, the hatred between the country and the family is naturally irreconcilable. But for the people, it is just a changing of the king's flag on the city wall. No matter who rules, what they care about is Can I have enough food and clothing?"
Pei Xuan smiled and said, "You are right. When I returned to Nanjing five years ago, the people there had long forgotten that there was once a Pei family in Nanjing."
Su Shi sighed: "The reincarnation of the sun and the moon and the changes in the world are inherently depressing."
Pei Xuan smiled and said: "Those who can sigh like this have never experienced the pain of destroying their country and destroying their family." Then he asked: "If Daqian was destroyed by another country overnight, what kind of sigh would the young master make?"
Su Shi said with a smile: "I'm afraid the old gentleman asked the wrong person. Even if the Qian Dynasty destroys the country, it should be the Zhou royal family who is worried about this."
Pei Xun said: "The Su family is all loyal and loyal. If Daqian is destroyed, how can the General's Mansion be alone?"
Seeing that Pei Xuan was also about to die, Su Shi felt less scrupulous about what he said. He shook his head and said, "The Su family is loyal, but that doesn't necessarily include me."
Pei Xun said: "Does Mr. Su have other plans?"
Su Shi shook his head and said: "I absolutely believe that a person should be loyal to the country, even risking his own life for this country."
Pei Xuan said: "In this way, the young master is also a loyal person and loyal to Daqian."
Su Shi said: "I'm talking about loyalty to the country."
Pei Xun thought for a while, and his old face showed a hint of surprise: "You mean that you may not be loyal to Daqian."
Su Shi didn't want to discuss this issue any further, because no matter how wise Pei Xuan was, his vision was limited by the times and he might not be able to understand what he was talking about. Moreover, Pei Xuan was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Su Shi did not want to waste time on verbal disputes.
So he just smiled slightly and continued to ask: "It would be as difficult as trying to kill a prince."
Pei Xuan did not pursue the question further, but simply replied: "It is indeed very difficult. It took me thirteen years to plan, layout and implement it."
"Thirteen years?" Su Shi took a breath. He didn't expect that Pei Xun was so determined to take revenge that he would use thirteen years to deal with a person.
Pei Xuan said: "Twenty-three years ago, I took off my monk's clothes, put on my Taoist robes, and became a Taoist priest at Ciyun Taoist Temple outside the capital."
Su Shi was startled: "Why?"
"That year, Zhou Yi was still a prince, and his lifelong wish was just to be a free prince. In those years, he was seeking the art of immortality, so he often went to Ciyun Temple to practice."
Su Shi said: "So you came to Ciyun Temple to become a Taoist priest in order to get closer to His Majesty."
Pei Xun did not comment and continued: "I have been practicing Taoism for two years, and I have been wearing red Taoist robes, and countless dignitaries have come here to see me."
Su Shi was not familiar with religion, so he naturally didn't know what the red Taoist robe meant. However, since dignitaries and dignitaries rushed to visit him, it meant that his status in Ciyun Temple was not low at that time.
"Zhou Yi is naturally famous, but he also brought three young people with him that day, all fifteen or sixteen years old."
Su Shi said: "The prince is naturally among them."
Pei Xun nodded and said: "The other two are Qi Yu, the grandson of General Qi Heng, and Tan Zhuo, the grandson of Tan Bin, the Minister of Rites."
Hearing this, Su Shi suddenly felt an uneasy feeling in his heart, as if something was blocking his heart, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
Pei Xuan's originally calm eyes turned a little sad, but he still said calmly: "Nanjing was destroyed in the hands of Qi Heng's father Qi Zheng, and the Nanjing royal family was also slaughtered by him. That night, the Nanjing royal court was wailing. , blood flowed into rivers, and corpses lay everywhere, it was like purgatory on earth. On that night, a total of 393 people became the dead souls under the butcher's knife."
Pei Xun's tone was very calm, but Su Shi felt his stomach twitching and felt like vomiting.
He had to take a few deep breaths to barely suppress the feeling.
"The person who proposed this plan to wipe out households was none other than Tan Bin, the Minister of Rites. At that time, he was Qi Zheng's counselor."
