Don't be clouded

Chapter 54 Xie Longen

Scholars in the world have learned from the kings, relatives and teachers of heaven and earth since the beginning of enlightenment.Let me ask who has never had the vision of a king, a sage, a minister, and a virtuous man in his heart. If the king is enlightened, the country will be stable and the people will be peaceful, and officials will no longer worry that their ambitions cannot be realized.

Ji Bieyun also had this kind of vision, but today this vision was completely shattered.

Emperor Yuanhui was not Mingjun after all.

On the way back to Beijing, he often took out the volume of complaints to read during his breaks, and he could almost recite most of the text backwards.

Thinking of those accusations at this moment, Ji Bieyun felt like a stone was pressing down on his spine, like a heavy weight.The people who have been oppressed for a long time and have nowhere to redress their grievances, the peasants who couldn’t get enough to eat even though they were not in the famine era, the twenty girls who died for no reason...these are all human lives.

The living human life in front of you, when it arrives in Chenjing, or in the palace, it becomes a light country and society and the people's livelihood and the hearts of the people.

There are also sixteen people who died in the Liu family.

Ji Bieyun thought so naively that the first emperor was deceived by traitors before he made a judgment and charged his father with treason.If he wanted to make the truth known to the public, he only needed to climb high enough in the capital, so high that the emperor could not ignore his existence, and naturally he could clear up the Liu family's grievances for him.

His biggest mistake was pinning his hopes on the emperor.

The Emperor Yuanhui in front of him was nothing more than a cowardly and selfish person.Because of wearing a dragon robe, he has the right to decide the life and death of the world.

He was sent to thoroughly investigate the murder case in Chongzhou not for the truth, but to find something that could check and balance Yushitai and the general of Zhenguo.

How could such a person take the initiative to rehabilitate the Liu family?

Ji Bieyun bit the tip of his tongue silently, and tasted a faint smell of blood in his mouth.

Blades are not allowed in the palace, but Han Dao was handed over to the servant long before entering the palace. His waist is empty, just like his heart.

Seeing that he was silent, Emperor Yuan Hui softened his tone and said, "I am not going against you. It is not easy to find out these things after you have worked hard. But you have to understand my difficulties, just like what was said in the letter. I have just ascended to the Great Treasure, and my foundation is not stable, so it is not appropriate to stir up strong winds and waves at this time."

"I understand."

Now that he was disappointed, Ji Bieyun didn't want to argue anymore, and there was no hope in his tone.

"You can't tolerate sand in your eyes, but the reason why the imperial court can continue to operate is to tolerate these gravel everywhere. When you can be alone, you can assist me to remove the gravel, wouldn't it be good?" the emperor said earnestly. .

Well, why not.Ji Bieyun sneered in his heart, Emperor Yuan Hui's calculation was really good.

Wan Liangao, the loyal lackey, was out of control, so he looked for a new dog.It doesn't matter if you have vigor and arrogance, it's fine to be frustrated, and if you give him an official position and salary, and support him with one hand, he will be an obedient running dog in the future.

"Ji Qing has worked hard on this trip, I intend to promote your rank," Emperor Yuan Hui thought for a while, "Why don't you be promoted to the third rank and lead You Xiaowei with Shi Rui, how about it?"

Look, the official promotion is coming soon.

Ji Bieyun bowed his head to the ground, and said politely: "My lord, thank you for your kindness."

When he looked up again, he caught a glimpse of Emperor Yuan Hui's satisfied smile out of the corner of his eye.

"However, I ask Your Majesty to return the matter." There was no wave in his tone, like a pool of stagnant water.

Emperor Yuan Hui saw that he was subdued, and now he could speak easily, so he asked straightforwardly, "What's the matter?"

"The 130 nine people who followed the minister to Chongzhou have made great achievements. I hope His Majesty can also reward them."

"I agree with what should be done." The emperor readily agreed, and then said after a pause, "Since the guilt of the Chongzhou case has been finalized, this petition is useless, right?"

Ji Bieyun knew that this was implying his disappearance and to test his loyalty, so he replied humbly: "The complaint is at your majesty's disposal."

Emperor Yuan Hui waved to his servant, "Burn it."

When we left Wenying Hall, the sky was already terribly gloomy.The clouds hung almost overhead, as if it might rain any moment.

Ji Bieyun looked up and saw a flying bird passing by the glazed eaves. It seemed to be confused by the surrounding deep palace walls and couldn't fly out for a long time.

"General Ji," Wu's servant came out again, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, "It's going to rain today, so take it with you."

Ji Bieyun didn't answer, just glanced at it, "Thank you Wu Neishi for your kindness, there's no need."

He walked out of the roof alone.

The rain finally fell.

The heavy rain poured down, washing all the dust off Ji Bieyun's body, falling on the palace road, and mixing into this cold palace city.

There was a thunderstorm, but Ji Bieyun felt more self-destructive in his heart.In the dusty world, only the rain falling on his body can make him wake up a little bit.

When he walked out of Yong'an Gate, he saw a familiar carriage at the door. Xu Yang and Dai Fengmao held umbrellas and looked over anxiously.

Dai Fengmao tightly held a roll of things wrapped in oil paper in his arms, and when he saw him coming out, he handed it to him, and asked, "Is it true that the roll of complaint was not brought back?"

Ji Bieyun held the real original of the complaint in his hand, thankful that no matter how tired he was on the way back to Beijing, he took the time to copy a copy every day, and brought the forged one into the palace.

But this luck only lasted for a moment.He was extremely exhausted, so he handed the complaint to Xu Yang, and told him to keep it properly, but no one paid any attention to it, turned around and walked outside.

"Boss!" Dai Fengmao chased after him, covering his head with an umbrella, "What's wrong?"

Xu Yang didn't catch up, but stood beside the carriage and shouted: "What's wrong with you, if you don't sit in the carriage, you'll get caught in the rain!"

Dai Fengmao saw that the young man lost his soul, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, and asked: "What did the sage say, Gu Shanyue is still waiting to be a witness, should I inform her?"

"No need, let's send her to live in my house first." Ji Bieyun turned his head, "Give me the Quehan knife."

The moment the blade was placed in his palm, Ji Bieyun finally felt a little entanglement in his heart.

He took a deep breath before opening his mouth: "I'll give you two days off, go back and rest, but don't reveal today's events to others, brothers."

"Your Majesty..." Dai Fengmao said halfway, Ji Bieyun turned and walked into the rain.

He was already wet, and the armor and wet clothes weighed heavily on him.

There were dull pains from old wounds everywhere, especially the sword wound on the right shoulder. It happened to be rainy not long ago, and now there was dull and soft pain.He stopped, bent down and pulled out the broken porcelain pieces embedded in his knees, and threw them on the ground casually, before continuing to walk forward.

There was another thunderclap above his head, Ji Bieyun walked with difficulty, the rain seeped into his eyes, and his vision became blurred.

A deep sense of frustration rose from the bottom of my heart.

So what if he survived Shugu City, and what if he narrowly escaped and won the Climbing Quehui, because he failed the wishes of the people of Chongzhou and didn't even pry a corner of Yushitai.

Saying no hate is a lie.

According to common sense, there are many people he should hate.The dead Zheng Yu, Duan Wenfu from Yushitai, the former emperor who made hasty decrees, the cowardly Emperor Yuan Hui, and the officers and soldiers in Shugu City who cannibalized people without spitting out their bones.

If he wanted to hate, Ji Bieyun would have been wrapped up in hatred long ago.

But he never wanted to let himself fall into hatred, it was a terrible emotion, and he didn't want the human appearance he had so hard to keep to be ruined, turning into a grieving ghost walking under the daylight.

But at this moment, Ji Bieyun could hardly contain the hatred in his heart.

He wanted to kill his enemy with a single blow. In terms of killing, it was much easier than the road he took before.

He subconsciously wanted to take out the jade pendant from his bosom, but only after he stretched out his hand did he realize that he had lost the jade pendant when he was in Lingzhou.

It was an object left by his parents, he carefully kept it, escaped the search by the officers and soldiers of Shugu City, but lost it in the snow in Lingzhou.

Ji Bieyun had no choice but to hold on to the Quehan knife in his hand, and the lines on the scabbard pressed against his palm, slightly calming down the boiling hatred in his heart.

"Ji Bieyun!" There was the sound of wheels in the rain, and Xu Yang roared in the carriage, "Are you dumb? Talk about what happened!"

He wanted to say leave him alone, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Ever since the Deng Que meeting, the taut string in his mind has never been relaxed, and neither has his body.With the injury, I went to Dali Temple to clean up the mess, and then rushed to Chongzhou to investigate the case.On the way back to Beijing, he didn't sleep well, he was copying the complaint all night, and he was angry with the emperor just now, and now he was too tired to speak.

But there was still something to explain, Ji Bieyun stopped, turned his head to look, and met Xu Yang who poked out half of his head from the car window.

"Brother Xu..." His voice was hoarse, "I have one more thing to ask of you."

Xu Yang seemed eager to knock him unconscious and stuff him into the car, but he still held back and said anxiously: "Speak quickly, and get into the car for me after you finish speaking."

His voice was very soft, and he seemed to be invisible in the sound of the rain: "You can copy a few complaints for me, and you can't disclose it."

Xu Yang nodded, but felt something was wrong the next moment, and asked, "Why do you need so many complaints?"

Ji Bieyun didn't answer.

Since Emperor Yuanhui couldn't count on it, he had no choice but to force Emperor Yuanhui to investigate Yushitai thoroughly.

"All right, all right, I promise you." Xu Yang waved at him, "Come up quickly, your face is as white as a ghost now, and be careful not to relapse your old injury in the rain again."

Ji Bieyun really felt that he was neither human nor ghost, his whole body was completely cold, and his mind was like a mess.

He still remembered his other purpose of returning to Beijing, Xuanqing Temple.I don't know how Jueming Zen Master's health is, whether Guanchen will be scolded and punished, and whether he will take over the burden of Xuanqing Temple early.

When people are weak, they often want to find support. He couldn't help thinking about the monk, and felt aggrieved in his heart.

If only he could see him at this time, he wouldn't be in such pain.

When Ji Bieyun was about to open his mouth, there was a blur in front of his eyes.

"Xuanqing..." His voice was like a whisper, he felt the whole world was spinning, and he stretched out his hand to support the car wall.

"Jibieyun!"

When he heard Xu Yang's shout, he couldn't see anything clearly in the next moment, he only felt himself hit the ground heavily, and then lost consciousness.

The author says:

After this incident, Xiaoyun can also recognize the reality more clearly. The dog emperor is unreliable, and he can only rely on himself