Once you enter Yongning Gate, pass through the long Xuanwu Street, and then pass through the three towers of Shuntian Gate, Xuande Gate, and Yongping Gate, you will find the Shangjing Palace City.
The nine-layer palace, dragon pavilion and phoenix tower are all red walls, green tiles, carved beams and painted buildings.
The palace city is located in the Forbidden Garden of Shangjing. Under the faint sunlight, the golden towers and jade towers are so brilliant that they look like flying dragons and phoenixes. Although it is located in the deepest part of the imperial city, its strict layout can still be seen.
Between the heaven and the earth, the pleasant autumn colors have swept away the gloom and depression of the past few days; the blue sky is like a bright West Sea gem, showing a warm luster, intertwined over the palace with carved railings and jade.
From Linzhi Pavilion to Xianyang Hall, you need to pass through a deep Yongxiang, with tall palace walls standing on both sides, about several feet high. As long as you pass this Yongxiang, you can enter the harem from the imperial city.
In the long and narrow Yongxiang, which was remote and cold, Xiao Changling and his party walked into it under the protection of several imperial guardsmen with golden helmets.
I saw that at this time, Xiao Changling had already taken off his princely skin and put on a tight-fitting white dress with narrow sleeves. He wore a pair of wrist guards on both arms, a "Chengying" on his waist, and a tall black hair. The white jade and silver crown on her hair was tied up high and wrapped with a white ribbon, slowly hanging down. And his whole body was wrapped in a pure white snow-like cloak, which was blown by the wind, like a towering snow sculpture.
The rustling west wind blew in front of Xiao Changling, blowing on Xiao Changling's jade-like face and lifting a lock of hair on his temples; however, the expression on Xiao Changling's face was still as silent as an icy lake. .
At that time, Xiao Changling was accompanied by Long Xifeng, who was wearing the "Jingbei Sword", and three fully armed Tiefutu warriors.
The person who led the way for Xiao Changling was Gao Yong, the chief minister in front of the palace. He wore a futou, a short round-neck robe embroidered with a unicorn pattern, a gold and silver belt around his waist, and a pair of long boots on his feet. Get ahead of the crowd.
Walking in the narrow alley, surrounded by a group of imperial guards, Xiao Changling had no expression on his face. He gently held the hilt of "Cheng Ying"'s sword and walked slowly. It seemed that with every step forward, he felt something condensed under his feet. With the power of metal and stone, every step shows stability.
Along the way, countless bright palace ladies clung to the dark palace walls, walking back and forth in the Yongxiang, with their heads lowered. When they saw a large group of soldiers approaching from the opposite side, led by the palace commander, they quickly avoided it and nodded in salute. .
When the Royal Forest Army slowly passed by, these young girls in love were immediately attracted by the white clothes. Although some of them did not know who this person was, the fact that the palace commander could guide them showed his noble status.
Moreover, surrounded by a group of golden-armored guards, Xiao Changling, dressed in white, looked so outstanding and different from others; his handsome face was as bright as the bright moon in the sky, as bright as the stars in spring, and as cool as the gentle breeze. , a little less cold-blooded in battle, but a little more calm in strategizing.
Such charming demeanor, Qingxu's attitude, Lingshuang's expression, and her snow-like white clothes, how could these women in the deep palace not feel relaxed and happy about it. They even had an intuition that the man in white in front of them was even more handsome than His Majesty the Emperor.
Therefore, after Xiao Changling and his party passed by them, the maids looked back, only to see only a lonely back figure left in the silent alley, getting further and further away from them, wearing a graceful white dress... …
So, the maids began to whisper as they walked.
"Hey, who is that handsome husband? Why have I never seen him before?"
"You don't even know him. That's His Royal Highness King Qin, His Majesty's biological brother."
"Oh, it turns out that he is His Royal Highness the King of Qin who holds 400,000 Jingbei troops. He was the second prince who made a name for himself in the country back then. I heard from my aunt in charge that among the three princes of the late Emperor and Empress Zhang Xian, King Qin was the most like the late Emperor. It was a little bit worse back then..."
"I have heard that King Qin and his concubine were not before..."
Unexpectedly, before the words could be finished, a slightly older palace maid coughed lightly and immediately stopped her words and said.
"You don't want your life! Is it something that we slaves can discuss about His Highness the King of Qin and the Imperial Concubine? Fortunately, His Majesty didn't hear it, otherwise..."
Indeed, what I just said is indeed a bit presumptuous. Although the old relationship between King Qin and the imperial concubine was well known to everyone in the palace, no one dared to break this layer of paper; because everyone knew that this matter had always been a knot in His Majesty's heart. It is also a shameful and humiliating thing that His Majesty, as a man, cannot bear. Even after so many years, His Majesty has always been worried about this matter. Almost no one who knows His Majesty the Emperor dares to mention this past in front of him.
In this way, these beautiful palace girls, with infinite curiosity in their hearts, gradually disappeared at the end of the Yongxiang.
The palace is very large. After passing through the long alley, you are faced with a wide square. It is silent all around, and you feel solemn and solemn.
"Ta, ta, ta..."
The sound of uniform footsteps echoed in the vast square for a long time.
At this time, Xiao Changling came out of Yongxiang, and under the guidance of Gao Yong and Yu Linjun, he came to this quiet square and stopped.
Suddenly, a magnificent palace appeared in front of Xiao Changling.
The size of this palace is extremely grand. The double eaves above the main hall are all made of priceless glazed tiles. A ray of warm sunshine shines on the verandah of the main hall, and the golden glazed tiles at the corners of the eaves reflect countless dazzling lights.
A few feet away from the front of the hall, there stood a huge column, majestic and majestic, like a giant pillar in the sky, and as powerful as a rainbow; and the top of the column was covered with black paint, decorated with gold patterns, and engraved with the image of a dragon entering the sky. Yun, the mural of two dragons and phoenixes looks exquisite and beautiful.
Xiao Changling raised his head slightly and scanned everything around him with sharp eyes like a falcon. On the plaque above the main hall, three powerful, bright and eye-catching characters reflected in the depths of Xiao Changling's eyes - "Xianyang Hall"!
That's right, this is where the emperor's palace is: Xianyang Hall.
Suddenly, Xiao Changling's eyes suddenly became blurry. A layer of hazy water mist gradually rose up, covering his eyes, sparkling with a trace of crystal clear tears.
The heart that had been cold and determined for a long time due to the iron-blooded killing since the age of eleven finally returned to its original nature at this moment.
Xiao Changling closed his eyes slightly, as if at this moment, he was no longer the heroic and invincible His Highness the King of Qin, nor was he the commander-in-chief of Jingbei praised by the world, but just the young man with high spirits, the most affectionate person, This is the bright-hearted Erlang of the Xiao family.
He used to be willful, free-spirited, uninhibited, and cheerful. Originally, he could have been a carefree and happy prince all his life, holding a book, sitting under the flower tree, and watching the sunset. Going down to the west, watching the clouds roll and relax, poetry and wine flowing, and trying new fires and new teas, just like this, reading in spring and summer, hunting in autumn and winter...
However, who could have imagined that more than ten years of time would pass by in a hurry like a white horse passing by and a dog floating in the clouds. All human relations and things have changed, and things have become different.
Due to a combination of circumstances, time has changed and the world has changed.
The situation of more than ten years has passed in a blink of an eye.
The once talented and high-spirited Prince Wuyou, after more than ten years of hard work and tempering, turned into a battlefield warrior with swords as his friends and bows and horses as his companions all day long, and became a warrior in charge of 400,000 cavalry. , the King of Jingbei, who holds thousands of troops and horses, and sits in the three northern states, has become the famous King of Qin Xiao Changling, who is talked about by everyone, and who is said by countless Rouraners to be a murderer!
The past has passed, just like the lost love, it was once so beautiful, but now, it is a passing cloud. In this life, you will never look back, and it will always become a dusty memory.
After a while, Gao Yong turned around, faced Xiao Changling, and said, "Your Highness, please wait a moment. I will go and report to Your Majesty."
"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief." Xiao Changling looked solemn and nodded slightly.
Then, Gao Yong returned the favor and strode into Xianyang Hall.
At this moment, outside Xianyang Hall, Xiao Changling was dressed in white, with a snow-colored cloak hanging behind him. The "Chengying" long sword hung on his waist. He held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, his face as indifferent as ice, and he stood. Under the stone steps outside the temple.
Not long after, Gao Yong walked out of the hall, came to Xiao Changling, and made a "please" gesture.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty invites you."
"good."
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Changling was about to untie Cheng Ying when he saw Gao Yong speak.
"Your Majesty, King Qin, your Majesty has ordered that you do not need to untie your sword, but you can enter the palace with your sword."
There has never been a precedent for a sword-faced king since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty. Even the founding veteran Li Yunchao, who made great contributions to the Zhou Dynasty, has never had such an honor. Looking at the temples of the Zhou Dynasty, only Xiao Changling, the King of Qin, was qualified to wear a sword in the temple.
However, Xiao Changling's face was as cold and solemn as ever, like a thousand-year-old iceberg.
Immediately, Xiao Changling turned his head, glanced at Long Xifeng and the three iron Buddhas behind him, and gave an instruction casually.
"Okay, you don't have to follow me anymore, I'll go back when I'm alone."
Seeing that King Qin was about to enter the palace alone, Long Xifeng, the deputy general of the Tiefu Tu Army who had always been fiery in temperament, suddenly became solemn and hurriedly tugged at the corner of Xiao Changling's clothes.
"Your Majesty..."
Compared to Long Xifeng, who had a deep frown on his face, Xiao Changling's expression was surprisingly calm. His eyes were calm, he just glanced at Long Xifeng, and then casually dropped two words and said.
"let go!"
As we all know, King Xiao Changling of Qin joined the army at a young age and experienced many battles. He led his troops to the south of Chu and attacked Rouran in the north. With his impressive achievements in destroying Chu and the northern expedition, he took charge of the three northern states and had 400,000 soldiers, proud of the sky.
Therefore, in the Jingbei Army, His Highness the King of Qin's orders are above all else; sometimes even the imperial edicts of the imperial court are not as good as a military order from the King of Qin. No wonder at that time, there was a saying circulating all over the world that the Jingbei army was composed of tigers and wolves, with 400,000 cavalry, but they only recognized the flag of the King of Qin, but not the Emperor of Zhou!
Therefore, Long Xifeng wisely let go of his hand and stepped aside consciously.
At this time, Xiao Changling looked stern, raised his head high, then raised his right foot, and with great strength, he slowly climbed up the stone steps, step by step, towards the gate of Xianyang Hall. Go.
I could only hear Xiao Changling's Feiyun combat boots stepping on the stone steps paved with white marble, making a clanking sound of gold and jade, as if walking on flat ground.
In early autumn, the scenery is vast.
Wearing a white battle suit with slight gray stains, the flowing white sleeves gradually brushed past the white jade stone steps and the Kowloon Danchi, bringing up large amounts of dust.
The sun pierced the clouds, and a tall and heroic black shadow reflected in the sky, covering the stern and gorgeous palaces in white clothes.
…
Entering the hall, Xiao Changling stared quietly.
The huge Xianyang Hall is solemn and solemn, showing the style of the Huanghuang Tianjia.
The palace maids filed in holding food boxes and shuttled between the halls. In less than a moment, all kinds of wine, fruits, vegetables, delicacies, and wine were placed on the table.
After the banquet was served, all the palace maids who were responsible for preparing the food left the palace. At this moment, there was no one in Xianyang Hall, no, to be precise, there were only two people, the pair of all-powerful Tian family brothers.
Xiao Changyao was wearing a robe, with his hands cut upside down, standing in front of the imperial case, with his back to the palace door. His figure was as majestic as a tower, motionless, and contained an inviolable imperial majesty; that handle symbolized the supreme authority of the emperor. "Lu Lu Jade Sword" is placed horizontally on the sword stand.
When it comes to his own aura, Xiao Changyao's imperial aura is not inferior to Xiao Changling's majestic aura at all. If Xiao Changling's majestic spirit is the iron-blooded spirit that commands the three armies to attack the world; then Xiao Changyao's imperial spirit is the spirit of commanding all nations and commanding all peoples.
Xiao Changling stood in the palace, staring at the back of the Emperor of Zhou, feeling the powerful pressure from the Lord of the World. The chill in his eyes did not diminish, but became more and more chilling. He did not seem to be overwhelmed by this momentum. At this time, he It is like a majestic mountain peak, supported between mountains and rivers.
Suddenly, Xiao Changling raised his head casually, took long meteoric steps, and swept out in white clothes. He was like a swimming fish, passing through the cold Xianyang Palace, towards the Ninth Five-Year Master. Back, walking slowly.
When there were less than a dozen steps away from the imperial case where the emperor was standing, Xiao Changling stopped and stood upright on the spot, motionless.
Approaching the imperial steps in front of the case, he only saw Xiao Changling dressed in white. After concentrating his mind, he swung the snow-white cloak behind him with all his strength. With the sound of hunting, thousands of miles of blood mixed in the suit were heard. The dust also spurts out.
Then, he saw Xiao Changling's right leg slightly bent and his left hand holding the hilt of the sword. With a bang, he half-knelt on one knee on the ground, bowing his head and saying nothing.
But soon, the man in white suddenly spoke.
Word by word, blurt out.
Although the sound was not loud, it was loud, like thunder from a cauldron exploding in Xiao Changyao's ears.
"My younger brother, Xiao Changling, comes to see Your Majesty."
However, Xiao Changyao did not turn around, he still put his hands behind his back, his eyes were calm, as if he didn't hear anything, leaving only a majestic back to Xiao Changling.
Seeing that Xiao Changyao didn't respond, Xiao Changling's face darkened slightly, and his heart sank. He waved his hands together, leaned over, spread his arms, and bowed loudly.
"Your Majesty, Xiao Changling, pays homage to His Majesty. Your Majesty, the Emperor, will live forever!"
It was only at this moment that Xiao Changyao slowly turned around. When he turned around, a sharp eye like a knife swept out.
Seeing this younger brother who has been sought after by thousands of people since childhood, who has swept thousands of armies and is invincible, is now kneeling upright in front of him. Although Xiao Changyao's face is still calm, his heart is extremely proud. As an emperor, He enjoyed this feeling of being aloof.
"Flat body."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Xiao Changling did not hesitate, just responded lightly and stood up proudly.
Unexpectedly, when Xiao Changling stood up, the expression on his face gradually condensed into ice, and even the sword-shaped eyebrows under his forehead were locked together.
In this short moment, Xiao Changling raised his head slightly, and his two piercing gazes, like two peerless sharp swords, pierced straight through those clear eyes and landed on Xiao Changyao's jade-like face.
From Xiao Changling's eyes, we can clearly see that there is a cold energy building up outside the solemn killing, as if the sword is in its sheath. It seems restrained and not exposed, but in fact it has its own sharp edge, bursting out with brilliance.
The moment he met Xiao Changling's gaze, the emperor could clearly feel it, like a cold thorn piercing through the back of his spine, or like a cold arrow, instantly piercing the human body.
However, it happened that Xiao Changling's cold eyes met Xiao Changyao's sharp eyes like a lion.
For a moment, their eyes met.
These two looks were like two extremely powerful and powerful electric currents, rushing towards each other with unprecedented explosive power.
In the four directions hall, only two brothers were left facing each other from afar. They stood there, motionless, staring at each other with extremely sharp eyes.
Looking at the man in dragon robe in front of him, Xiao Changling's eyes showed no trace of fear, no trace of surprise, and no trace of family concern. Instead, there was only bone-deep indifference and determination.
To him, the man in front of him was his brother from the same mother and with the same blood. He was the Emperor of Zhou who reigned supreme over the world and was his lifelong enemy.
It was him who took away the throne that should belong to him, took away the love of his life, and cut off the brotherhood between himself and him with his own hands; now, he wants to take away what he had bought with his life and blood. He hates taking away military power and the 400,000 troops he relied on to save his life, and turning himself into his caged tiger...
However, Xiao Changling was unwilling to give in, because he had lived in a tangled state for half his life. He could not avenge, but he could not love, and he could only give up the throne that was so close to him; therefore, he could not lose his military power again. With all his military power gone, he really has nothing. Because of this, Xiao Changling wanted to take a gamble on whether he could get what he wanted for once in his life!
"Ama, you're fine."
In the end, it was Xiao Changyao who spoke first, breaking the stalemate between the two brothers.
Unexpectedly, in the face of the emperor's overtures, Xiao Changling looked gloomy and was not moved at all. He stood at the foot of the steps and remained motionless, neither returning the greeting nor answering. Anyway, he said nothing, his eyes full of murderous majesty. .
"We haven't seen each other for ten years, my second brother has changed." Xiao Changyao slowly stepped forward and said in a calm voice.
Finally, Xiao Changling was no longer silent, staring at the dragon robe with cold eyes.
"It is inevitable that time will chase people. Hasn't Your Majesty also changed?"
Hearing this, Xiao Changyao became somewhat interested and said softly "Oh".
"Oh, how have I changed?"
Xiao Changling slowly raised his head and met the Emperor's probing gaze. The corners of his lips raised slightly, revealing an elusive smile.
"Your Majesty is now the lord of the world and the lord of all nations. Naturally, he has great grace and majesty."
Although it was a plain sentence, one could faintly hear the solemn meaning in it.
At this time, Xiao Changyao smiled, but it was a sneer.
"According to my second brother's opinion, it's because he thinks I'm unkind and unjust."
"I don't dare." Xiao Changling looked calm and raised his head stubbornly, with bursts of dazzling cold light shining from the corners of his eyes.
Looking at this stubborn second brother, Xiao Changyao felt a trace of sincere admiration in his heart. Just imagine, he is the emperor of Zhou Dynasty, and no one in the world is afraid of him. Only his second brother, in front of him I would rather break than bend, and I would rather be beaten to death than say a soft word.
"Ama, you and I are brothers from the same mother. Why do you have to be so alienated from me? Can't we be like before?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as the words "brother" came out, Xiao Changling's eyes suddenly turned cold, as if there was a layer of frost covering the depths of his eyes.
"Your Majesty is the lord of ten thousand chariots, and I am just your Majesty's minister. If you want me to die, how can I dare not to die? With your Majesty's order, I will lead the army to conquer the south and the north. I will go through life and death with the same intention. How can I dare to do anything to your Majesty?" There is a complaint!”
These light words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Xiao Changyao's ears, buzzing and shaking his heart.
"Really?" Xiao Changyao snorted coldly.
The majestic emperor slowly moved forward, stood on the imperial steps, and looked directly at Xiao Changling with his cold, knife-like eyes.
"Second brother, I heard that your visit to Beijing this time is very majestic. Not only did you come alone, but you also brought three thousand cavalry, right?"
To Xiao Changyao's expectation, this time, Xiao Changling did not hide too much, but raised his sword eyebrows and said four words very readily.
"It's true."
I saw Xiao Changyao looking up at the sky, his hands clasped together, looking careless, but in fact he was hiding something.
"I didn't give you the right to pretend to be a yue, so you led troops to the capital without authorization. That is to say, I, if it were another emperor, I would not think that you were planning to rebel."
After saying that, Xiao Changyao shook his long sleeves and laughed coldly.
This is the energy of imperial power. If the king really wants his subjects to die, he will have a hundred reasons to let you die. Sometimes, no reason is even needed.
Thinking of this, Xiao Changling subconsciously held Cheng Ying, but there was no tremor on his face. Instead, he looked at the emperor with a slightly sarcastic look.
"Your Majesty, please don't misunderstand me. The reason why I brought troops to the capital was purely for self-protection and nothing else."
"Self-protection?! Who do you think will do harm to you, me?"
At this moment, Xiao Changling's expression froze, but soon, he maintained his smiling posture, moved his right foot forward two steps, and his eyes met Xiao Changyao's cold eyes like a thousand arrows.
"How about this? I'll make a bet with Your Majesty. If I don't bring any soldiers this time, I'm afraid that at this time today, my brother will be torn apart by random blades."
In an instant, because of Xiao Changling's cold words with a smile on his face, the stern Xianyang Hall turned into a cold night in Jinyang in the north, sealing every brick and tile in the Xianyang Hall. The white battle suit is curled up in hunting.
At this moment, the door of Xianyang Hall was slammed shut with a bang.
Xiao Changyao waved his hand.
"Someone's coming."
"I'm here." Gao Yong suddenly appeared.
"I want to serve the King of Qin. No one is allowed to enter the palace without my will."
"I accept the decree!"
This cool palace finally closed its door.
At this moment, Xiao Changling's eyes were full of blood, and his entire figure was as solid as a mountain, standing still. There seemed to be a blazing flame burning in those deep eyes, an indescribable anger and a huge impulse.
He wants to kill someone.
