Chapter 50
This was not Nie Wuhen's real name; it was a name given to him later by Immortal Shang Yao. His original name was Xie Yan, with the courtesy name Yuhuai. The two words "Yu Huai" are taken from "I cherish a bright virtue, and do not use force to change the world." People who yearn for bright virtue will not use force to change the world. This is what his mother hoped for him to do, to be a good emperor. But in the end, nothing was realized. Even this name was given to Nie Wuhen's mother, the queen who was banished to the cold palace. She bit her hand and wrote a blood letter to Nie Wuhen, with every word written in tears.
Nie Wuhen was a noble person since birth. His mother was the legitimate daughter of the Right Prime Minister of the Secretariat and the mistress of the six palaces. His uncle was far away at Tonglin Pass to defend against enemies from all directions. His cousin Song Ciwei was already a "General Jinghong" at a young age. But as the saying goes, it's lonely at the top, and not only was he cold himself, but the people around him were also cold. My father relied on my mother, but was also afraid of her. Although the young Nie Wuhen did not understand all these twists and turns, he could sensitively feel the different atmosphere around him, so he tried to keep a low profile, not show off his edge, act playful, and even fool himself.
But nothing is certain.
When Nie Wuhen was five years old, his cousin Song Ciwei came back. The first thing he did was to check his homework. Needless to say, he failed it. Nie Wuhen remembered clearly that Song Ciwei punished him by copying his military strategy.
He was very stubborn at the time and said stubbornly: "I am the prince. If you dare to control me, I will not copy it - Ah! Brother, you dare to hit me!"
Song Ciwei didn't care about that. Although his cousin was the only child his aunt had in so many years, he couldn't spoil him. He simply took the ruler and spanked him, pretending to be angry: "My aunt is still the queen, and I am still your cousin. The emperor personally appointed him as the General Jinghong, so why can't I take care of you?"
Nie Wuhen still remembered that he picked up the pen with great frustration. When Song Ciwei was around, he wrote very seriously. As soon as his brother left, he threw down the pen and didn't want to write anymore.
Zhao Ying was his study partner at that time, and the two of them would go out to play together, climb trees, play crickets, and occasionally play pranks. Then when they came back at night, he would be scolded again, either by making them stand in the corner or by slapping their hands. In the end, he got so angry that he even yelled at his brother Song Ciwei.
"It's not like I don't know how to do it, why are you hitting me?"
Song Ciwei scolded him: "You are the prince, and you will rule the world in the future. How can you not work hard?"
Nie Wuhen felt particularly aggrieved at that time: "Father doesn't like it. I used to be very good at memorizing. Although Father praised me, his expression was different from when he praised my second brother."
Song Ciwei said he was just daydreaming. But later on, I forced him. Song Ciwei stayed for a few days and then returned to Tonglin Pass. They were separated for a year.
When I came back a year later, everything had changed. The Imperial Astronomical Observatory calculated that Song Ciwei had the aura of a true dragon, so the emperor ordered Song Ciwei to return on the grounds that his mother missed him. At that time, the other two countries had cooperated for a long time but failed to capture Tonglin Pass, and their persuasion to surrender failed, so the plan of sowing discord was highlighted at this moment.
First, rumors spread, and finally the news spread that the Song family was going to rebel. The queen was deposed and banished to the cold palace. The right prime minister executed her immediately and her entire family was executed. More than 300 people were thrown into prison. Only Nie Wuhen's uncle, who was far away in Tonglin Pass, escaped.
As a young boy, he watched helplessly as the palace servants who used to be close to him changed into the opposite sex, and they would beat, scold and insult him at any time. Later, when Song Ciwei escaped, he took people to rescue his frail aunt and himself, and at the same time passed the message to his deceived father, Marquis Wu'an.
It was a night, the sky was bright, and the moon seemed to be blessing them, lighting the way ahead for them. They lingered in the temple, trying to survive. They thought the road ahead was bright, but unexpectedly, someone betrayed them.
It’s Zhao Ying.
Zhao Ying was Nie Wuhen's study partner, about twelve years old, and the two played around together, but for fame and future, he chose to sell out. He got Nie Wuhen's words out and told his father, who then gave him advice, using him as bait to lure Song Ciwei into the trap. Otherwise, given the strictness of the cold palace, how could Song Ciwei, with just a few dozen people, take away two living people in front of so many imperial guards?
The blood that night was so deep that it reached Nie Wuhen's calves, and the screams were the most he had ever heard. He was arrested and pressed on the execution ground, where he watched Song Ciwei being torn into pieces by five horses.
In prison, the Queen Mother handed him the blood letter, touched his face, and said in a sad and reluctant voice: "I am afraid that you will not be able to see Yan'er's coming-of-age ceremony."
"I have a bright virtue in my heart. I do not shout loudly or show anger, nor do I use force to prolong the summer. Yu Huai is Yan'er's name."
That night, the Queen Mother was dragged out. No matter how much Nie Wuhen shouted, it was of no use. Then, he heard the guards tell him that his mother was dead.
She bit her wrist and bled to death.
Someone nearby said, "This is too much. He couldn't handle it after just a few. I thought he could play for a long time, but he died the next day!"
"Alas, she is the eldest daughter of the Right Prime Minister after all, so she has to maintain her dignity."
With the sound of lewd laughter, the guards walked away. Nie Wuhen just sat there, blankly, for the entire night.
The next day he had a high fever that lasted the entire day. He thought he was dead. In his daze, he could still hear his father's voice: "Keep him alive, it will be useful."
Of course it is useful.
Because Marquis Wu'an really wanted to rebel, but he was reluctant to act because he was the only child of Marquis Wu'an's younger sister.
Nie Wuhen was in a daze. After waking up, he was trapped. Fortunately, the doctor had received the Queen's favor, and helped him escape with a fake death drug. He also gave him some silver and asked him to find Wu'an Hou. However, the world was so big that Nie Wuhen didn't know the way at all. When he was unconscious on the ground, he saw someone squatting down, touching his head, and saying, "It's burned like this."
Nie Wuhen knew this was the only hope. So he reached out, grabbed her clothes tightly, and cried and asked if she could save him.
The child curled up in a small ball on the ground, looking so pitiful, which made Shang Yao Xianzun feel soft-hearted. After picking up the child, he felt his pulse and used his magic power to detect it. He would not have known until he felt it, and the touch shocked Shang Yao Xianzun.
A good material for sword cultivation.
Thus, the current Sword Master came into being.
The master wanted him to study swordsmanship well and focus on it. He wanted to let the past become the past, so he named himself "Wuhen", but Nie Wuhen did not want them to become the past, and believed that everything in the past was "sin", so he took this as his surname.
This is how the name Nie Wuhen came about.
But Immortal Shangyao could not have imagined that Nie Wuhen's inner demon could not be eliminated, and it took root in his heart and became deeper and deeper.
Nie Wuhen told the whole story of the past in just a few words. He had no expression on his face, just stroking the cup and patting Cassel's back gently with one hand.
Cassel was close, so he could naturally hear Nie Wuhen's unusual heartbeat. He was sad and in pain, but he was so good at hiding it that even he believed it.
Bai Yi was speechless for a long time.
"Later, Wu'an Hou rebelled," Nie Wuhen said, "Dayan's national fortune took a sharp turn for the worse, and they had no choice but to cede territory in exchange for peace. Now they are living in a corner."
Bai Yi held the fan, not knowing how to comfort him: "Brother, I will help you get revenge and kill the emperor."
"Not enough." Nie Wuhen replied, "My inner demons are not just because of those things. The Great Yan Kingdom should have been destroyed long ago."
Bai Yi's heart ached when he thought of the scene he saw. He held the fan and nodded, saying, "Indeed. It's better to kill with a borrowed knife, or we can go somewhere else, for example, to find Marquis Wu'an, and we can give him advice so that he can destroy the Great Yan Kingdom as soon as possible, so that those people can live better."
"Don't go anywhere else," Cassel leaned on Nie Wuhen's shoulder, loosened his hand, stood up, and suddenly said, "I have a way."
Nie Wuhen sat on the chair, looking at Cassel, thinking over and over again in his mind, he asked: "What method?"
At the moment, the best way is to go find Marquis Wu'an.
But Cassel said: "I am not from your world. You can't use magic, but I can."
The two were stunned.
Nie Wuhen didn't want him to be involved in his trouble. If he wasn't afraid of a repeat of the last incident, he wouldn't have brought Cassel to such a dangerous place.
Before Nie Wuhen could say anything, Cassel stretched out his index finger and placed it on Nie Wuhen's lips. Nie Wuhen was stunned by the contrast between the cold and the warmth.
Cassel said: "Demons are born to kill. The more evil a person is, the more the demons like their taste. Shouldn't Zhao Ying, who is so evil, be killed?"
Nie Wuhen held Cassel's hand and said, "He deserves to be killed, but it's safer to kill with a borrowed knife."
"I like directness," Castle said. He remembered what Barbatos had taught him, something like doing bad things quickly and decisively, and said, "Don't you want to kill him?"
Before Nie Wuhen could say anything, Bai Yi slapped his head and said, "That's right, Senior Brother. Why bother killing someone with a borrowed knife? Just kill him and be done with it."
"That's right," Castle agreed, "He deserved to die. I can kill him secretly."
Nie Wuhen pursed his lips, then suddenly reached out and said to Bai Yi, "Do you have any disguise pills?"
"What do you want this for?"
"Disguise."
Bai Yi: “…”
…
Cassel really hated this person named Zhao Ying. He simply didn't treat him as a human being. He used magic to freeze Zhao Ying, and just in time he saw the two naked girls kneeling at his feet, their bodies covered in bruises.
Nie Wuhen and Bai Yi took the clothes, closed their eyes, and put them on the frozen girl.
Cassel weighed the knife and looked at the ghostly Zhao Ying. The pile of heads flashed through his mind. He suppressed his nausea and wanted to cut his neck.
Nie Wuhen held his hand, took the knife away, and said, "Don't do it, it's dirty."
Cassell: ""
Bai Yi: “”
Nie Wuhen pressed his acupoints, fed him a disguise pill, ate one himself, then changed into the clothes in Zhao Ying's closet, dragged Zhao Ying out, opened the door, and threw him out.
Cassel seemed to understand something. He glanced at Bai Yi, only to find that the latter waved at him, took him to hide in the closet, and signaled him to remove the spell.
Cassel did so.
Then he heard panicked noises outside. The women were crying and begging for mercy, and the men were cursing, and for a moment, the place was in chaos.
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