"Danger?"
"I saw my past self in him," Iwakora said. "The purpose of living is only revenge, and he is full of hatred and resentment. When I saw him, I was afraid."
Yankong was silent, thinking about the past carefully, sorting out the information in his unclear mind, and then said: "My common surname is Zhao."
After hearing this, Yun Kong subconsciously looked at the five tombs under the shade of the trees.
There is also a wooden sign, which Yankong has not mentioned before, with the word "Zhao" written on it.
"Not only do I have the surname Zhao, but I am also a member of the Song Dynasty clan."
"Senior brother is a member of the Great Song clan, isn't he not protected by the imperial court?"
"It's a blessing to be able to survive, so how can you dare to say that you are being protected?" Yankong smiled lightly, "I am not from the lineage of the current emperor, but from the lineage of Taizu."
The Song Dynasty was established by Zhao Kuangyin, who was posthumously named "Taizu" after his death.
But after the death of Zhao Kuangyin, the successor was not his son, but his younger brother Zhao Guangyi. After Guangyi's death, he was named "Taizong". Since then, the emperors of the Song Dynasty have always been the descendants of Taizong, and the descendants of Taizu lived among the people and were unknown.
It is said that the descendants of Taizu ended up in such a situation, and it is said to be related to the dispute between brothers.
The suspenseful secret of the palace, known as "The Sound of the Candle Shadow and the Axe" in history, had been widely circulated among the people in the early Northern Song Dynasty.
It is said that in the early years of Kaibao in the Song Dynasty, Zhao Kuangyin met an old friend on a trip. The man was proficient in arithmetic. Zhao Kuangyin asked him to calculate how long he would live. The man said that on the night of October 20th of a certain year, if the sky was clear, he would be safe. Emperor Yiji, otherwise it would be bad.
On the evening of October 19, the ninth year of Kaibao, Ma Shao, who was proficient in Taiyi, Liuren, Dunjia and other arts, secretly informed Cheng Dexuan, the aide of Zhao Guangyi, the "King of Jin", that the next day would be an auspicious day for Guangyi, so Ma Shao immediately Under house arrest.
On the night of October 20th, Zhao Kuangyin watched the sky at night. The sky was clear at first, then suddenly cloudy and snowy and hail fell. Kuangyin felt unhappy, so he summoned his younger brother Guangyi to drink.
The two brothers drank for a while in the Wansui Hall. Zhao Kuangyin suddenly stared with a worried look on his face, as if he wanted to say something. Guangyi quickly ordered the waiting palace people to step back and wait outside the door. The palace people could only see the people behind the screen from a distance. shadow.
Behind the screen, the candle flames swayed gloomily, casting the shadows of Kuang Yin and Guang Yi on the screen. The images were blurry and scattered. The people waiting outside could only see the shadows of the candles swaying strangely, and could not see clearly what was happening inside. .
Although they can't be seen clearly, the difference between the two figures is vaguely discernible.
Guangyi left the table from time to time, looking a little anxious.
At the third watch, it was already half of the night, snowflakes were flying, and there were several inches of snow on the ground.
Suddenly, the sound of an ax suddenly sounded, and the palace people were startled. In a trance, they seemed to see Emperor Zhao Kuangyin chopping snow with an axe, shouting: "Good job!"
Easy to make! "
Everyone was suspicious, but they didn't dare to be suspicious.
After a while, Kuangyin and Guangyi fell asleep. Without any instructions, the palace people did not dare to enter or leave. They could only hear thunderous snoring behind the screen.
Near the fifth watch, Guangyi came out and announced that the emperor had passed away.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the quiet palace was strange and inexplicable. Kuangyin's body was quickly put into the coffin, and Guangyi ascended the throne in front of the coffin.
The New Year will be coming in two months. It is customary to wait until the following year to change the reign name. However, Guangyi immediately changed the reign name to "Xingguo". What was he anxious about?
Not long after he ascended the throne, Guangyi's younger brother Guangmei was suddenly deprived of the "king" position and demoted to "gong" for no apparent reason. He died soon after without explanation.
Kuangyin's eldest son, Dezhao, was thirty years old at the time and was titled "King of Martial Arts." Once he proposed in the palace that he should reward meritorious soldiers. Guangyi said with a cold face: "It won't be too late to reward you when you ascend the throne."
Dezhao was so frightened that he went home and committed suicide.
Kuangyin's youngest son Defang "died of a sudden illness" one year after the death of his eldest brother.
Five years after Guangyi came to the throne, he suddenly announced that he had an oath with Kuangyin and his mother, which was stored in the golden cabinet. It was agreed that after Kuangyin's death, the throne would be passed to the younger brother. He also said, " Who will be the witness when swearing the oath of "Golden Chamber Alliance"?
All kinds of actions are trying to cover up.
"I am the fifth generation grandson of Taizu," Yankong said, "and I am also a member of the royal family."
Then he lowered his head and sighed: "I did think so when I was young."
"Didn't the imperial court take care of you?"
"Guangyi was extremely suspicious. He killed his brother and forced his nephew to death. Our ancestors of all generations did not dare to reveal their life experience." Yankong said Taizong's name without hesitation, which shows the anger in his heart. "I have known about this since I was young. From then on, when I felt depressed and depressed, I tried to take a breath and studied hard to seek fame."
Yun Kong had never known his senior brother's past, and now he understood the origin of his senior brother's character.
Iwakong continued: "The hateful thing is..."
There was no hatred in his tone, "I passed the selection and entered Taixue. However, when Taixue found out that I was a descendant of Taizu, they immediately expelled me from Taixue on the basis of inexplicable charges. I was young and full of anger. I was so angry that I decided not to set foot in the house again. I didn't want to be named Zhao anymore, and started wandering around the country until I met the master..."
Mentioning Master's broken shoes, Yankong suddenly lowered his head and fell silent, suddenly crying: "I'm sorry, Master..."
Yunkong already understood and understood why his senior brother said that he felt that way when he met Chai Xiang and Duan Zong.
That feeling of meeting someone of the same kind.
They all bear the fate of their families, and are forced into a blind corner by their families' fate.
They are dissatisfied, they are distressed, they are full of anger, but they are helpless.
There are obstacles in the heart, and because of the obstacles, fear arises.
"resentment……"
Yun Kong murmured, turning his head to look in the direction of the hut again, looking at the heavy mass of resentment glowing with fire and stained with blood.
This time, he strengthened his determination, gripped the peach wood sword tightly, left Yankong, and strode towards the hut.
His footsteps followed the handprints and footprints on the mud and entered the grass.
As far as the field of vision, there are green grass and trees that make people feel cool, and there is a sky so blue that it makes people want to rest, and a cool breeze blows in the hollow clouds.
He slowly adjusted his breathing, carefully counted the rhythm of his steps, and looked ahead with determination.
The red resentment is like clouds and giant crabs crawling in the air, ferocious and terrifying, but also full of pitiful sadness.
Yun Kong's heart was extremely peaceful at this moment.
He recalled a conversation he had with his master a long time ago.
"People have eight layers of locks that lock the innate way. One layer is called the heart, one layer is called the body, and one layer is called desire..."
It's been a long time, but the sound of Master's ragged shoes still seems to be lingering in my ears.
"When people are born, they are omniscient. Until they learn to use the five senses, they stray away from the most primitive "Tao". However, some people rediscover the "Tao" and then go back and learn to abandon the five senses..."
Yunkong felt a stream of true energy flowing through his body, gently crawling across his back, extending into his limbs, and spreading among every cell.
Abandon the facial features.
Suddenly, Yun Kong felt that he was no longer walking.
The road disappeared, the hut disappeared, the vegetation disappeared, the sky disappeared.
The cloud sky also disappeared.
A strong atmosphere came over, and for a moment, everything was full of meaning and lost its meaning.
"People are like insects making cocoons, living in cocoons. Most people are in cocoons. Only a few people understand the need to leave the cocoon, and only a few of the few actually leave the cocoon."
"Thank you, Master, for your teaching." Yun Kong couldn't help but say.
He was already standing at the door of the hut, the peach wood sword in his hand trembling slightly, filled with true energy and ready to go.
There was a pool of yellow slime on the threshold, and patches of dried blood extending from the doorway.
"Who are you?"
A hoarse sound came from the hut, like the sound of dry cowhide rubbing against a thick tree trunk.
Yun Kong saw it. He was a mutilated man. Some parts of his body were missing layers of skin, exposing blood-red muscles. Some parts of his head only had sparse hair. When he spoke, he could still see the facial muscles. Pull.
His eyeballs were not completely in their sockets because the sockets were incomplete and his eyelashes were only half-length, but despite this, his eyes were still full of anger.
"Pindao Yunkong." Yunkong replied slowly.
"Yun... Kong?"
The man let out a low growl, twisted his body, and two or three pieces of meat fell to the ground. It seemed that with just a few beats, the whole person would be shattered into pieces.
"Are you Duan Zong?"
The man raised his head suddenly, his eyes almost rolled down his face: "How do you know?"
"Because I am your uncle."
