Donggong Ce [Rebirth]

Chapter 1 The Reborn Boy

There was a flurry of snow last night, and when the morning sun first emerged today, the snow had overwhelmed many branches.

The cold wind is wanton, but it cannot blow into the prison.

The torches were blazing, and there was no snow in the prison, but there was a similar creaking sound.The fat head of the jailer licked a bowl of wine, and then took a second look.

"My lord, he fainted."

The cell boss snorted, and the wine that hadn't been swallowed in his throat gurgled for a while, and he couldn't even speak clearly: "Let's do this first, tell the boss, and the interrogation will continue tomorrow."

Before the words fell, there was a sound of footsteps coming from outside.The cell leader felt strange, and when he looked up and saw the bright yellow color passing by, he was so frightened that he dropped his wine bowl.

At this time, I should stay in Chaolu Palace to see some old masters, why did I come to such a crappy place as Tianlao.

The man left the guard behind and took two steps towards the prisoner.The cell boss was about to speak, but he felt someone watching him, and immediately broke into a cold sweat, suffocating on the old wooden chair, as quiet as a dead body.

The dungeon was so quiet that only the sound of slow or chaotic breathing remained. The man lowered his eyes for a while before saying to the guards: "Take it inside."

The jailer let out a groan, and it was too late to cover his mouth again.The guard's knife was like thin ice, and he cut off his head, and moved out together.

The guards moved the prisoner to his previous cell.Feng Yuan flicked his bright yellow sleeves, smiled slightly: "Thank you, it's time to wake up."

The prisoner's eyelids trembled, as if a window had been opened in an old house, his eyes were dark and deep, and the ancient well was calm, watching Feng Yuan calmly.

After a long while, the corners of his lips twitched, as if helpless: "I'm sorry, I'm injured, so I can't meet His Majesty with respect."

His tone was as calm as a quiet spring in a mountain stream, Feng Yuan raised his brows, finally showing a bit of anger.

An emperor is an emperor after all, Xie Gui's reaction cannot anger Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan flicked his sleeves lightly, "The prison boss who doesn't know good or bad has already ordered someone to deal with it. Don't worry, Mr. Xie, in the future, there will be no one in the prison..."

Xie Gui's eyes were slightly closed, and he had no guilt or arrogance: "Guess Rong Chen, what did Your Majesty bring today? Is it peacock gall, or a three-foot white silk?" Before Feng Yuan could speak, he continued on his own: "It's probably a peacock. Gall, His Majesty likes to use this."

On Feng Yuan's face was the embarrassment and anger of being seen through. A guard hurried up behind him, and in the tray in his hand was a bottle of the all-too-familiar peacock gall.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the prison was not right, the young guards froze there, at a loss as to what the emperor had ordered before.Feng Yuan's eyes were stern, and he motioned for the guards to step back, and turned his head to meet Xie Gui's mocking eyes.

—— Xie Gui is a dragon and a phoenix among men, if he can't control it, it's better to let him go back to the mountains and let him be a wild crane.Be careful that it is easy to ask God to send God away, and it burns your own hands.

A few years ago, the elderly father looked at the proud young man, and he spoke directly, which was rare.

Among the princes, those with shallow roots thought that their father was going to banish Xie Gui, the number one scholar in the new discipline, and avoided him one after another.The few with strong foundations naturally didn't take it seriously, and tried their best in the open and in the dark, intending to bring Xie Gui under his command.

Xie Gui is not only a new top scholar, but it is also rumored that he has a close relationship with Xie's family, a well-known scholarly family. He is the eldest son of Xie's family.However, the Patriarch of the Xie family is the biological father of Xie Gui according to the rumors, and he has shown his closeness to Xie Gui in private.

A new champion, the proud son of heaven, and a huge Xie family.

Who can resist such temptations?

Feng Yuan couldn't refuse.

What's more, he has deep roots.The prince died of illness in his early years, and the mother family was also devastated.And his biological mother is the most favored imperial concubine in the palace. Although her mother's family is prosperous, she is not up to the level of overthrowing the imperial court.He has been famous for a long time, and he has the appearance of a future Mingjun.Years of painstaking efforts, only to soar into the sky.

However, there are still a few princes who are comparable to him.This time the imperial examination, the father is selecting candidates, and the other princes are also selecting candidates, and he is no exception.

Xie Gui is the best help.

As everyone expected, things fell into place.With Xie Gui, it is not only a help, but also a sharp edge.The emperor can't make mistakes, his courtiers can't make mistakes, and his reputation among the people is also rising.

Xie Gui was born to be an aspect person, destined to be an extremely powerful minister.

It was not long after his accession that things changed.

——It doesn't count as a change.It is normal for the new king to be in the throne, and the government is unstable.The gangsters of the other princes have not been cleaned up, but there are more rumors.

There was a gust of wind slowly in Beijing, saying that his throne was only won by Xie Gui.It would be better to abdicate early and let Xie Gui be the emperor.

Distance meter.He smirked.

But after thinking about it for a while, it didn't feel right.

Xie Gui's ability is too great.It's exactly what my father said: If you don't have that ability, don't get involved with this person.

Feng Yuan is indeed a dragon and phoenix among men, but compared with Xie Gui, one can't help but feel that it is the fireflies competing with the sun and the moon.

These words were like a needle piercing his heart.Although not fatal, it made him restless.

After the throne was stabilized, Feng Yuan set up a situation.

He was apprehensive, yet joyful.

Fearing that Xie Gui would not enter the game, he would not be able to continue singing this play, and he was feeling unspeakably lucky: If Xie Gui was really captured, who would dare to question his throne as emperor?

Unexpectedly, Xie Gui jumped in.

Feng Yuan was overjoyed to close the net, and threw him into the dungeon.

The proud son of heaven, there is always a time when he runs out of schemes.

Filled with joy for more than a month, when he met Xie Gui's eyes, it instantly disappeared.

——When the young Prime Minister Xie walked into Chaolu Palace, he was still holding the memorial of the southeast flood disaster.

Feng Yuan was stunned for a while, then sneered: "Mr. Xie might as well guess again, what else Gu has prepared?"

Xie Gui didn't seem to see his face: "Your Majesty's short-temperedness needs to be corrected. You can't understand the king for a day, and fool the king forever? It's a pity," he looked down at his hands, "I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future. Your Majesty has written the notes."

A pair of slender and white hands have been tortured thousands of times by splints, crooked like old plum trees in the prime minister's mansion, and there is no possibility of recovery.

He can no longer write and cannot even take care of himself in daily life.

Xie Gui said calmly: "Your Majesty should keep in mind that such shady things should be done in a shady place. I don't know if the prison boss's body was properly placed?"

He was as calm as if he was in the prime minister's residence.There is no blood and bone, only poetry and tea.

This action crushed Feng Yuan's self-control.He kicked up suddenly, kicking Xie Gui away.

Xie Gui's body was already at the end of its strength.After being kicked by him, he slammed into the wall again, and immediately vomited a large mouthful of blood, and fell to the wall, unable to move.

He slightly twitched the corner of his mouth.

A few words in succession angered Feng Yuan, and then being killed by him should be the quickest way to escape.

After being together for several years, he has a clear understanding of Feng Yuan's temperament. The irritable and irritable emperor can endure until now, and he has grown a lot.

The sharp weapon is unsheathed, which is the sound of the sword breaking the wind.

Xie Gui faced the cold and stern sword wind without any fear.

The saber stopped abruptly.

Xie Gui was startled, his thoughts had turned a thousand times, and he was about to speak, but he saw Feng Yuan looking at him inexplicably, and his heart sank.

"Gu changed his mind." Feng Yuan withdrew his sword, "Xie Xiang is Gu's right-hand man. He didn't know the way of a traitor and fell into prison. Gu Yi was blinded by the traitor for a while. I came here today to ask for my thanks." Returning to each other."

Xie Gui frowned.

Feng Yuan is a very powerful person, but unfortunately he has a violent temper and looks short of momentum, but it doesn't mean that he is easy to get along with.Sometimes his methods are so ruthless that the staff members feel chills in their hearts.

Xie Gui knew that Feng Yuan's invitation would be more difficult to deal with than killing.

"It's a pity that Prime Minister Xie's legs and feet were injured by the traitor, so he was inconvenient to move. I was sympathetic to my ministers, so I ordered Prime Minister Xie to rest in the heavenly prison, and idlers should not go close to the heavenly prison."

The sword, which was about to be sheathed, suddenly changed its direction and wiped towards Xie Gui's left foot.

Xie Gui grabbed the clothes fiercely, his knuckles suddenly turned white, the pain was so painful that he was about to faint.

Seeing his frail body curled up uncontrollably, and even his sharp eyes were so painful that he lost his focus, Feng Yuan wiped off the blood and put away the sword, feeling a sense of joy in his heart.

"Xie Xiang is good at rest. Tomorrow, I will come to visit Xie Xiang again."

These were the last words Xie Gui heard before he passed out.

He thought he would faint until the next day, but he woke up by himself in the middle of the night.

A transom the size of a book page above the head is dark, with stars shining faintly.Xie Gui panted a few times, feeling his body was extremely hot, like being in a stove.

It was Feng Yuan's sword that broke the tendon of his left foot, plus the injuries to his fingers and chest, his body could hardly bear it anymore.

Normally, Feng Yuan would be tortured by others, but he would not dare to let him die in the sky prison, and someone would come to force him to drink drugs every night.Tonight, there was a deathly silence in the prison, not even the sound of footsteps from the guards.He knocked hard on the fence, but still no one came.

Feng Yuan was determined to let him die inside.

While he was drowsy, he had an inexplicable plan to survive, and while his consciousness was ups and downs, he seemed to hear Feng Yuan's voice again.

"Thank you for your hard work. It's a pity that the guards are not effective, and the villain has succeeded again. Today, the orphan will send people to strengthen the guards."

His consciousness, which was about to wake up, was brought into the abyss by the severe pain in his right foot.

Fourth day, fifth day.

His body was covered in wounds, and not a single drop of water entered.

On the evening of the fifth day, Feng Yuan unexpectedly saw Xie Gui who was still alive.

Xie Gui was leaning against the wall, facing the entrance, and a damaged hand fell softly outside the fence.When hearing his footsteps, it took a long time for those sharp eyes to gather their eyes and land on him.

But Feng Yuan was taken aback.

This look was not the Xie Gui he was familiar with.

The two gazes were like two nails, coming towards him, piercing hard into the bottom of his heart.

His pale lips moved, but he still had the strength to show a sarcastic smile.

Feng Yuan sneered, stepped forward to greet him warmly, and raised his foot to step on his hand.The bones rubbed against each other, creaking unpleasantly.

Xie Gui didn't respond in the slightest.

Feng Yuan looked intently, only to realize that Xie Gui just died when he opened his eyes to see him coming.

Do not look down.

Xie Gui remembered Feng Yuan's face clearly.

His body is light and floating, but Feng Yuan's appearance is not scattered.He has always been calm and calm, but this time, he hides infinite hatred in the turbulent undercurrent.

Xie Gui has never hated anyone so much.

He entered the court with all his heart, eager to be named a marquis and a prime minister, and to become famous.

Feng Yuan, on the other hand, suspected him, ruined his official career, and destroyed his body and dignity.

When his vision was swallowed by darkness, he wished he could engrave Feng Yuan's face into his soul, swallowing his flesh and blood for life after life, making him unable to live or die!

But after all, slowly, I can't see clearly.

The ghost was pulled by the wind and drifted around. It was pitch black in front of his eyes, but the sound of the wind was getting louder.Xie Gui felt irritated, raised his hand and waved it away, but it hit a wall.

The darkness in front of his eyes gradually dissipated.The furnishing objects in the dark, like flowers blooming in the dark night, are presented in front of him in a cocoon.

——It was his small study room when he was studying hard at the age of 14.

Xie Gui raised his hand in disbelief, put it in front of his eyes, and stared blankly.

Without the blood stains of the prison, these hands are very clean, with the greenness of a teenager who has not yet grown up.

When he was 14 years old, because of his poor life and too hard work, he suffered a serious illness and almost failed to enter the famous Nanshan Academy.

The name of the proud son of heaven begins in Nanshan Academy and ends in Tianlao.

He was 14 years old, and everything hadn't started yet.

After the extreme sadness, it turned out to be ecstasy, which made him a little bit unable to recover.Xie Gui took a deep breath, recalling the situation at that time, remembering that the medicine boiled by Shutong Fengya was on the table, so he got up to get it.Unexpectedly, it seems that roots have taken root on the feet, and they are firmly fixed on the bed.

There was a burst of rummaging in the study, Feng Ya heard the sound coming in, took a breath, and hurried up to help.

"Young master, you are really serious. You obviously hurt your foot and still move around. If you can't keep up with the selection test for the college students the day after tomorrow, I won't regret it after seeing you."

Xie Gui froze.

"Sir?"

Feng Ya's hand shook in front of his eyes, Xie Gui returned to his senses and asked him: "Did I hurt my foot?"

The book boy looked at him strangely: "My lord, don't you remember? You had an argument with the little lord of Qian's mansion. The wind and cold hadn't healed, and he was weak, so he was pushed down the steps by lord Qian. The doctor said, you can't move around now. Otherwise, the root cause of the disease will remain.”

Xie Gui's ecstatic heart finally calmed down a bit, he ignored Feng Ya's support, touched the edge of the table, and took out the manuscript.

He has the habit of making annotations, and he also likes to transcribe and date the annotations that suddenly come to him.

The lights in the room were erratic, and the words "Qingde 18th Spring" on the manuscript reassured him.

Putting aside the dazed Fengya, Xie Gui sat by the bed, holding the still immature manuscript, and smiled slowly.

Fengyuan, Fengyuan.

You just wait.

One day, I will meet you.