Meng 49 sword

Chapter 244 The Way Is Different

Inside the palace, Chongxiao Hall.

Layers of gauze curtains block the cool wind outside the house, and also block the sight of the palace people.The pretty Gong'e lowered her head, her thin body looked vulnerable in the cold winter wind, but they dared not move or look up.Let the strong smell of medicine come out from the hall, wishing to cut off his breath.

Sergeants of the Imperial Guards were cold and solemn, taking the place of the maids in the past. There was a cold light on the armor, and the eyes were colder than the armor.

The emperor is sick, the body is sick, and maybe the heart is also sick.He no longer accepts anyone's approach, not even the Queen can enter the Palace of Chongxiao.

Only General Zhao Haiping can get close.

But at this moment, everyone guarding outside did not know that an unexpected visitor had already arrived in the temple.

Meng Qiqi graciously sat down on the chair, looked at the emperor who showed a trace of astonishment and anger in his eyes, and said, "Why is Your Majesty so surprised?"

"you……"

"I heard from General Zhao that you have always wanted to see my little uncle again."

Hearing this, the emperor was silent, and all the excitement was invisible.Meng Qiqi's words were like a bucket of cold water being poured on his head, making him instantly understand - why Meng Qiqi could appear here so quietly.

Zhao Haiping!It's Zhao Haiping!

"He still chose you, didn't he?" The emperor sat up, he looked a little thin with only his jacket on, but the cold and stern look in his eyes was as usual.

No, it's getting worse.

Meng Qiqi's tone faded, she poured a cup of tea self-consciously, and said, "General Zhao never made a choice among you, it was you who changed."

After finishing speaking, Meng Qiqi's gaze pierced into his heart like a sharp sword, "If he betrayed you, you would be dead now."

"Really." The emperor said, sitting up slightly, his eyes dimmed inexplicably.

Meng Qiqi didn't want to talk nonsense with him any more, and said straight to the point: "I want the key to Tianbao Pavilion."

At this time, the emperor had recovered the posture that an emperor should have. He looked at Meng Qiqi with scrutiny and asked, "What are you going to do in Tianbao Pavilion? It's a forbidden area of ​​the imperial palace, outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Meng Qiqi curled her lips into a smile, "Meng wants to go in, of course to solve the problem that your majesty can't solve."

After the words fell, the emperor's face turned dark.

But Meng Qiqi obviously didn't want to consider his feelings, and continued to ask: "Will His Majesty give it to me personally, or let me find it myself?"

The emperor slowly clenched his fists, it seemed that he was angered by Meng Qiqi's attitude.But when his eyes swept over the heavy gauze curtains hanging in the hall, he froze again.

The imperial doctor told him that he must not see the wind recently, otherwise the headache would be even worse.

He is a majestic emperor, not only wants to hide in this imperial city, but now he wants to hide in a deeper palace, where he can't even see the wind, how ironic is that?

How is the world?What has become of his people?He never saw it.

After so many years, what about his youthful ambitions?Where did you go?

"Cough, cough cough..." The emperor suddenly covered his heart and began to cough, and the cough became more intense.Gong'e and the soldiers of the Imperial Army outside the hall heard it, and hurriedly asked about his situation loudly, but the emperor stopped them from walking in.

"Don't come in!" the emperor stopped, he couldn't let others see himself like this, let alone let others know that Meng Qiqi was in his room, coming and going freely.

Meng Qiqi stood up and said, "It seems that His Majesty wants me to find it myself."

The emperor stared at him deeply, his whole face flushed red because he was forced to endure the cough, but he seemed unwilling to lose his dignity in front of Meng Qiqi at all, and was still trying to endure it.

"Cough... come here, the key is with me, I'll give it to you."

Meng Qiqi was not worried about his hands and feet, so she walked up to him openly, completely unaware that such a magnanimous gesture made the emperor think of Zhou Ziheng again.

He untied the key hanging around his neck, and when he handed it over, he couldn't help but ask, "Is... is he okay?"

When Meng Qiqi got what she wanted, she became very generous, and replied: "He is very good, he still likes to drink and loves beauties."

"It's so good..." the emperor said, finally there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes, which was mixed with vague nostalgia and relief, and he repeated again, "It's so good..."

Meng Qiqi took one last look at him, didn't say anything more, and left as quietly as when he came.

A moment later, Tianbao Pavilion.

Meng Qiqi walked here under the leadership of Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao had Zhao Haiping's token, so the journey was unimpeded, even if she entered the forbidden area of ​​the palace, she was not interrogated.

But when he opened the door to enter, Meng Qiqi still left Xiao Xiao behind, "You wait here, I'll go in alone."

"Master?" Xiao Xiao was still worried, Tianbao Pavilion was too mysterious for outsiders, who knew what would be inside.

"Don't worry, Tianbao Pavilion is not a dragon's pond or a tiger's lair. We have a limit of half an hour. If I haven't come out after half an hour, you can bring someone in." Meng Qiqi said.

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao thought for a while, and finally agreed.

"Master, please be careful."

Meng Qiqi nodded, and without further hesitation, she simply pushed open the gate of Tianbao Pavilion and stepped in.

Tianbao Pavilion is not that big. It is like a pagoda-like pavilion with three floors. Judging from the inside, it looks more like a small library.

Meng Qiqi carefully closed the door, glanced at the books listed on the bookshelves, but did not rush to check, but first scanned the entire pavilion with his spiritual sense, and then strode up after confirming that it was correct. Before, browse the exact bibliography.

This row is full of history books with indigo covers, which are somewhat faded and covered with a layer of dust.It can be seen that only the emperor can enter Tianbao Pavilion this time, and there are no maids for sweeping.

Meng Qiqi suddenly thought, since it was Tianbao Pavilion built by Yaoguang, could the history books here be from the period when the city was built?Thinking of this, he immediately dusted off the book and opened it to look it up.

But the result disappointed him. He read several books in a row, but all he saw was the history after the founding of the Great Xia.Yao Guang seemed to be specifically recording everything he did after the construction of Shenjing City, one after another, detail by detail.

Meng Qiqi wanted to find something useful from it, but there were too many books, and she couldn't read them all in a while.So he put them down for the first time, and figured out what to do when he came back.

Wait, what is that?

Out of the corner of her eye, Meng Qiqi suddenly caught a glimpse of a certain book on the other side of the bookshelf. She was startled and couldn't help but quicken her pace.There is no other reason, only because there is a clear fingerprint on the cover of this book.

But Meng Qiqi hadn't come across any book on this bookshelf just now, so whose fingerprint is this?Moreover, the fingerprints are so clear that they have not been covered by dust, which means that the owner of the fingerprints has just been here not long ago, but the emperor has been bedridden for several days.

Suddenly, a chill ran down Meng Qiqi's back, and a bold guess emerged from the bottom of his heart, constantly eroding his thoughts.

Could the owner of the fingerprint be Ji Yuetang?

Meng Qiqi suddenly looked up. When he released his consciousness just now, he obviously didn't sense the existence of the second person here.But at this moment, he felt that Ji Yuetang might be here.

At this moment, at this moment!

He no longer hesitated, and immediately rushed upstairs.

There is no one on the first floor.

There is no one on the second floor.

Meng Qiqi quickly rushed up the stairs leading to the third floor, turned a corner, and when she went up again, the warm sunlight poured down from the third floor.

He looked at the dust flying in the sun and stopped in his tracks.

A gentle and clean youthful voice sounded at this moment: "Since Meng Xianjun came, why did you stop again, but blame me for not going out to greet guests?"

This voice is Ji Yuetang.

At this moment, Meng Qiqi thought about immediately notifying Xiao Xiao who was outside, and also thought about taking action directly, but in the blink of an eye, he abandoned both of these plans.

He patted the dust on his sleeves, and walked up to the third floor calmly and alone.

The third floor is an open space, the bookshelves are placed close to the wall, and the open space in the middle is covered with thick cashmere blankets.A small censer with hollow gold lacquer was placed in the center of the blanket, and next to the censer sat Ji Yuetang in fox fur on the floor.

He seemed a little afraid of the cold, although he was holding a book in his hand, but there was a soup lady stuffed in his arms.The soft and fluffy white fur on the fox fur wraps him, making his already too young face smaller.

The moment their eyes met, Meng Qiqi couldn't help thinking of the innocent Ji Yuetang he saw in the illusion.He subconsciously compared the two, and found that they had nothing in common except their looks.

The Ji Yuetang in front of me looked innocent with a smile, and her eyes were clean, but this innocence and cleanliness was more like the land covered by heavy snow—looking at the vast expanse of pure whiteness, but what was buried under the snow? , no one knows.

"The whole capital is looking for you, I didn't expect you to come here." Meng Qiqi's tone of greeting was like that of an old friend reunited after a long absence.

"Isn't it good here?" Ji Yuetang asked with a smile.

Meng Qiqi nodded, "Okay, of course, but this is Yao Guang's territory."

Ji Yuetang put down the book, shook his head slowly, and said, "How come, this is obviously mine. Look up, I still wrote the words on that plaque."

Hearing this, Meng Qiqi looked up, and sure enough, he saw a plaque hanging on the wall with the words "Tianbao Pavilion" written on it, but it was not signed.He clearly remembered that there was also such a plaque outside Tianbao Pavilion, but it was much bigger than this one, and the writing was different.

The plaque outside is written in Yao Guang's handwriting.

The plaque inside is written by Ji Yuetang, which is upright and generous.

"Tianbao Pavilion, he built this for me." Ji Yuetang seemed to be lost in memory, caressing Tang Pozi in her arms with downcast eyes, and whispered: "This big summer should have half of me. He lied to me." He gave me a sentence, and finally gave me a sentence of saying that Dao is different and does not seek each other... What is Dao? The common people are the Dao? The world is the Dao?"

He was puzzled, then raised his head to look at Meng Qiqi again, and asked, "What do you think is Tao?"