Chapter 41 Xie Shi
On the thirteenth day, the stench of the corpse in Xuanyang Palace spread to the door. As long as you get close, you can smell it.
The servants looked at each other, and no one dared to go inside to ask Shen Sui, let alone ask him how to deal with the queen's funeral.
Shen Sui seemed very calm. Except for the loss of composure when he saw the corpse, he had been the same as usual for the past thirteen days.
It was this calmness that made people feel uneasy.
It was like a calm sea surface, but there might be a whirlpool of raging winds underneath.
Chang An was worried that Shen Sui would contract some disease after staying in the same place with the corpse for too long, so he bravely went in and reminded from a distance: "Your Highness, General Cheng said that you should mourn for her. You don't need to worry about the matter of Second Miss Cheng. We will discuss it later."
"What mourning?" A low and hoarse voice came, like an undercurrent that could not see the light.
Chang An broke out in a cold sweat, "Your Highness, the dead are gone, and the living are like this. Let the queen rest in peace."
No response.
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. The dead silence spread in the palace like a slowly unfolding silk.
Chang An couldn't see Shen Sui's face clearly, so he naturally didn't know his expression. He raised his voice like a brave man, "Your Highness, the queen died in the fire thirteen days ago."
The man in the shadow moved. He stood up and walked out of the darkness step by step. The light and shadow moved from his forehead to his cheeks, revealing a face that was much thinner, with sunken eye sockets and stubble on his chin.
When the light and shadow fell on the red mole at the end of his eye, Chang An thought he saw a ghost instead of a person.
"Say it again."
Chang An knelt down, "Your Highness, please wake up, the queen has passed away a long time ago, let her rest in peace!"
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Shen Sui's eyes gradually turned red, "Impossible, she can't be dead! She hates me so much, how could she die when she hasn't come to kill me yet! Doesn't she like Shen Heng? She hasn't been with Shen Heng for long, how could she bear to die?"
He was like a gradually enraged beast, and his whole body became manic.
"Your Highness, if the Queen is not dead, why is this body the same size as the Queen? If the Queen is not dead, why did thirty people search the palace three times and find no trace of her? If the Queen is not dead, why can't we find any news at all?"
The blood and energy seemed to pour into Shen Sui's head. He suddenly had a splitting headache, as if he was in a sea of fire. The scene in front of him gradually changed from the cold and empty palace to the ruins burning with blazing flames. In the flames, there was the figure of Wu Chun.
He tried his best to reach out to her, wanting to grab her, but he couldn't move. He could only watch her crying, bleeding, and her whole body merged with the flames, and died.
Like a needle piercing bubbles, the scene before his eyes shattered into pieces, and he felt dizzy for a moment before returning to Xuanyang Palace again.
It was Chang An who was calling him.
Was it an illusion?
But now, looking through the half-open door and seeing the collapsed Fengchun Palace, he had to admit that she was really dead.
It turned out that the fire took away not only her, but also his heart. The piece of flesh in his chest, like Fengchun Palace, became empty.
Shen Sui closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His throat twitched with pain, and a line of blood flowed straight from the corner of his mouth.
"Your Highness!"
"Pass it down, bury her within three days, in the backyard of Yuning Palace. Let them investigate the cause of the fire. Pick out half of the good things in the warehouse and send them to General Cheng. Inform father that the Princess of Nanjiang is dead, and send envoys to Nanjiang to mourn."
"Yes." Chang An responded, and at the same time, he felt that the Third Prince was too scary.
Not only did he go crazy during this period, but he was still able to give orders for everything so calmly after he was done. Extreme rationality and madness could actually coexist harmoniously in him.
He asked tentatively, "Do you want to call the imperial physician?"
Shen Suiyi ignored the blood at the corner of his mouth, "No need."
Chang An stepped out.
Shen Sui walked to the center of the hall and sat down. During his drowsy days, he couldn't count how many hours he had slept. Fatigue came over him like a rolling torrent, as if half of his life had been consumed in just a dozen days. He was as tired as an old and twisted branch.
He had a big dream.
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Xiyou and Daliang had been fighting for more than ten years, but there was no winner. Since the last dynasty, Xiyou has been like a hard bone that cannot be chewed, giving the emperor of Daliang a headache every day.
The most elite and powerful troops were used to defend the territory, and the other part was used to fight Xiyou.
The Xie family was a family of hairpins and descent. Generations of loyal men were all military generals. By the time of Xie Qingzhi's generation, he was a national hero who assisted the Shen family to ascend the throne.
Xie Qingzhi had a sister named Xie Ruanruan who entered the palace as a concubine. He had a wife named Wang who was not from a prominent family. They had a son who had not yet been given a name.
His name was Xie Jiange. Xie Qingzhi named Xie Jiange himself. It was said that he hoped that his son would live a simple life and just do what he wanted. If he was tired of the intrigues in the officialdom, he would not be an official. If he was tired of the bloodshed on the battlefield, he would not join the army. Since Jian and Jian have the same pronunciation, the word Ge was added at the end, which also showed that General Xie hoped that there would be fewer wars in the world.
Xie Jiange was named the crown prince when he was five years old.
A five-year-old child should be innocent and naive, but he has extraordinary intelligence and is laughed at by many people as a child prodigy.
But he did not like this title.
There are no gods in this world.
Mother always hoped that Dad would return from the battles soon and that he would not get hurt while fighting outside. She prayed to the gods and Buddhas, but no gods and Buddhas ever heard her wishes and fulfilled them.
Among his peers, although Xie Jiange was silent, he was not the least talkative. Occasionally, he would go hunting wild geese with a few noble sons. When someone asked him what he wanted to do in the future, he held his chin with his small hands very seriously and said like an adult: "This prince must make a name for himself in this world. One should not be confused all day and be mediocre in life."
"If I study literature, I will become a great man; if I learn martial arts, I will become a general; if I become an official, I will..."
He did not say anything else. Although he was young, he was very sharp and knew some things that could not be said. So he smiled and confirmed: "In short, I am going to do great things!"
Others laughed and said that the Xie family produced good men and no generation was ordinary.
Many noble children in the imperial capital actually like to play with Xie Jiange. Boys admire his intelligence and his ability to do things with a clear purpose and ease. Girls like him because he is good-looking, with red lips and white teeth. Everyone wants to get close to him.
In addition, Xie Qingzhi and Wang are both kind and friendly people. Every time they go to the Xie Mansion, they can get a lot of snacks. The Xie Mansion is filled with children's laughter every once in a while.
Before the age of five, Xie Jiange lived a life of luxury and wealth as a nobleman.
Until the age of five, he planned to go to the frontier with his father to hone himself.
"Mom, this time I plan to go to the battlefield with Dad. Although I am young and weak now, and cannot personally take up a knife to kill people on the battlefield, it will be good for me to be in the barracks as early as possible and see how soldiers usually train and fight."
Although Wang was a person who had seen the world following Xie Qingzhi, she was still panicked when her son said this. "What are you doing in a place like that as a child? You can't eat or sleep well in the barracks, and you have to worry all day long. You are not allowed to go!"
Xie Jiange pursed his lips and looked at Wang.
"It's useless for you to look at me."
Xie Jiange was indifferent, and the words that he must go seemed to be written all over his little face.
Wang had no choice but to say, "You can go, but your father is a rough man. He has to take care of so many people, so it is inevitable that he will not be able to take good care of them. I will go with you."
Xie Jiange smiled crisply, "Mom is the best mother in the world."
That autumn, the yellow sand rolled, and Xie Jiange went to the frontier with his father and mother to hone his skills. While in the frontier, although the environment was dangerous, he was safe and sound. He even planned with his mother that when he returned to the imperial capital, he must eat a banquet at someone's family and invite someone's son.
Until he was about to return triumphantly, the emperor sent a letter saying that Xie Ruanruan had died of illness.
Xie Qingzhi was impatient. Upon hearing the news of his sister's death, he hurried back and led the Xie family army over mountains and ridges. However, when they passed Cangshan, they suddenly encountered a fire. The arsonists showed up a few times. They were the Chen family, who had always been enemies with the Xie family!
Autumn is dry and the leaves are falling. Once the fire spreads, it is difficult to stop!
At that time, the fire was so intense that people could not tell the difference between day and night. Even as smart as Xie Jiange was, he could not tell how long it had been burning. He only saw his father and mother scattered in the mountains and forests because of the fire, wailing all over the place. His mother took him all the way, and the charred ground under his feet was not sure whether it was soil or the corpses of the Xie family.
Wang wanted to carry him on her back, but he insisted on walking by himself. His legs were covered with blisters, his clothes could no longer cover his body, and his back was scratched by a burning branch, leaving a scar that would never be erased.
Later, they were lucky enough to find a river, where the water was warm.
"Mom! Come jump in with me!" Xie Jiange shouted in the fire.
But Wang had already been burned dry, and her blood was black. She said to her son, "You must live! You must live!"
He couldn't understand why the color of fire was so similar to the color of blood?
The five-year-old boy swam in the river, and later, he was left with only numb instincts. He didn't know how long the forest fire had been burning. He only knew that he kept swimming until he was almost exhausted to death in the water, and then the water cooled down, and then he lost consciousness.
Xie Jiange was pulled out of the water by nearby villagers. After recuperating for a while, as soon as his injuries recovered, he set out on the road back to the imperial capital alone. The imperial capital was a long way away, and there were also places where bandits passed by on the way. He was less than six years old, but he walked 700 miles alone.
He had no time to grieve, nor did he have the right to mourn. He alone carried the lives of more than 900 people from the Xie family army. He had to live well and avenge them.
Before reaching the imperial capital, passing by the border of Qingzhou, when there were still 500 miles from the imperial capital, I came across a monument with words such as "The world is unfair", "The Xie family is loyal", and "It is not right to die by fate".
That is the monument erected by Eunuch Cui.
Qingzhou is also the place where General Xie saved Eunuch Cui's life.
After that, he changed his appearance and became the son of a demoted talent. He changed his surname to Shen and was called the Third Prince from then on. This book is exclusively compiled by the LK team for you
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On a spring day seventeen years later, he wondered, why did God let her die in a fire?
All the tenderness and splendor of his life disappeared in the fire.
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