Chapter 165 People in the Story

Chapter 165 People in the Story

Chapter 165 People in the Story

The capital of the gods is located in the north of Daqin, facing the wind and frost.

However, the climate this year is relatively milder than in previous years. The winter wind is not as biting as a knife, so the new snow falling on the eaves is a welcome sight.

Standing on the gate tower of the imperial city and gazing at the prosperous scenery of the most central area of ​​the capital, it has long been regarded by the dignitaries of the capital as a symbol of honor and status, and it is equally special for the empress.

The reason why it is special is not because the queen also needs this matter to prove her dignity, but because she always has endless official duties to deal with on weekdays. Except for certain occasions where she is required to attend, such as the last banquet of this year's summer festival, she rarely appears in people's eyes.

Today is an exception.

A seemingly low-key carriage drove through the long street, was inspected by the imperial guards at the end, and entered the city gate lit by fire. Then, the carriage did not go deep into the palace, but turned around and went straight up the imperial city wall.

All this is in the eyes of the queen.

Gu Zhuo walked out of the carriage and met her.

It was snowing heavily at night.

This was a meeting that both parties were looking forward to, but because of the Empress, the time was limited to half an hour.

It seemed short, and in fact it was not long, but this was the limit of what she could do under normal circumstances.

In an empire as vast as the Qin Dynasty, as long as you are willing to be diligent, there will always be endless official business to deal with.

How could Your Majesty not know this?
But she knew one thing more clearly.

His Majesty the Emperor asked her to take the throne, which meant she had to work hard. If she was unwilling to work hard, why should she take the throne?
The reason is very simple.

However, everyone thought that she was addicted to the power of ruling the world, and was becoming increasingly unable to extricate herself, dreaming of ruling the country personally one day, setting a precedent for the Qin Dynasty that had not been seen for thousands of years.

"This is the first time we've officially met."

The queen put away her thoughts and looked at the younger generation who was walking slowly towards her. There was no smile on her face to show her intimacy, and her voice was as calm as water.

Gu Zhuo bowed and said, "Yes."

The queen said calmly, "You first, or me?"

Gu Zhuo said: "Please."

The queen didn't care and said directly: "Of course, I met you for Wan Yi's marriage. If you are willing, then let's get married. If not, then we can talk about it later."

"I have only one attitude on this matter. As long as you and Wanyi like it, that's fine."

She looked at Gu Zhuo and said, "What I am saying to you now is not to urge you, but to express that I will support your decision and will not interfere with your own decision."

At this point, the wind and snow seemed to have subsided slightly.

The lights on earth became several degrees brighter.

Gu Zhuo waited quietly for what was to come.

The queen's voice was still ringing, but the topic had changed.

"I know everything about Cihang Temple. Just as you think, I have nothing to do with the public opinion storm. It's mainly because I didn't pay attention to it. I apologize to you here."

"As for the future, I can't guarantee you that something like this won't happen again."

"Because everything in the world is always old."

These were all very direct words, but they were enough for her to clearly express her attitude and her general opinion towards Gu Zhuo.

So she then began to talk about something deeper.

"Whether it's this time or the last time, the two assassinations that Wan Yi suffered have nothing to do with me. I don't want you to have any meaningless thoughts because of this assassination."

"Those ideas are not only meaningless, but are also more likely to be exploited by people with ulterior motives."

"I will take revenge for Wan Yi."

"I think you have similar ideas. If you plan to do it, please let me know in advance."

That’s all the Queen has to say.

Rather than a conversation, this was more like her reviewing memorials in the imperial study, giving her own views and opinions on everything.

If it were those proud young people, they would probably feel slightly humiliated and would not be able to accept this overly blunt way of speaking.

Gu Zhuo didn't care and asked, "What do you think about what Wan Yi and Xie Yinglian said?"

What he was referring to, of course, was the day in Cihang Temple when the former believed that everything was wrong with the old man and cordially invited the latter to join him in committing a heinous crime against their elders.

These words had spread throughout the world through the hands of the Xie family, causing many people to express their admiration for Lin Wanyi's filial piety while also mocking the queen for her poor parenting skills.

In the eyes of many people, even if this matter does not affect the Emperor's continued trust in her, it will at least make His Majesty consider whether to let her get pregnant, as this is directly related to the inheritance of the throne.

The queen said calmly, "It's not surprising that young people are full of vigor."

Gu Zhuo said: "This sentence sounds like someone who has experienced it."

The queen looked at him and said calmly, "There won't be a next time."

The meaning of the words is very clear.

That's not what you should say.

Gu Zhuo's expression remained unchanged as he said, "On the day when the Cihang Temple Dharma Assembly was held, I was one step away from breaking through. At that time, I was chasing the wind in the Cihang Temple and met an old monk."

The queen listened quietly until she heard the monk's name.

"Cross the sea."

Gu Zhuo said, "That monk called himself that, and then I heard a story from him. The story is not very interesting, it's just the same old story of putting down the butcher knife." The empress said, "Since the butcher knife has been put down, can you become a Buddha?"

Gu Zhuo shook his head and said, "It's not that easy to become a Buddha. The monk was wearing a thick coat, but he was still shivering in the wind and snow. He will probably die in a few years."

The queen said, "This matter is not worth your telling me specifically."

Gu Zhuo glanced at the empress, only to see that her expression was as indifferent as before, without even a trace of emotion in her eyes.

Only then did he realize that the lady was actually very tall, and any position she sat in would be completely suitable for her, and it would not look out of place at all.

This height, combined with his facial features, gives people the first impression that he is not good-looking, but a sharp, solemn and breathtaking aura.

——Even though this lady is undoubtedly a beauty.

People like this seem to be really suitable to sit in that position.

Gu Zhuo thought so, without letting any emotion show on his face, and continued talking about the story.

"After the old monk finished telling that story, he mentioned a little girl to me."

"She was a girl who had an unhappy childhood, just like Lin Wanyi in Wangjing City, who suffered many unpleasant things."

"Then one day, the little girl found someone she liked, and luckily the person she liked also liked her."

"So the two of them got married, lived happily, and even had children."

"This good time lasted for many years, but unfortunately it wasn't forever. One day, the man the little girl loved died. The no longer young girl was heartbroken and then died of grief. She gave birth to a child with great difficulty, and then embarked on the path of revenge."

The empress suddenly asked, "Why did the old monk tell you such a story?"

Gu Zhuo smiled and said, "I thought it was the old monk who advised me to stop wandering around and go listen to Master Daoxiu's teachings. Otherwise, even if I have enviable happiness, it will eventually be nothing but sand between my fingers."

The lady said, "What do you want to tell me through this story?"

At some point, the snow and wind had dissipated.

The moon emerged from the clouds and fell on the city wall, like a hanging mirror.

The two of them were covered in the cool moonlight, and from time to time the sound of wind passed by their ears, bringing with it the sound of noise.

Gu Zhuo did not meet the Empress's gaze. Instead, his eyes fell on the bright moon and he said something with a gentle smile.

"It's just that when I think of how many enemies you have made, and how Wan Yi happened to have been assassinated not long ago, it's hard not to think of this story when I see you again tonight. That's all."

He said: "I have no interest in becoming the person in this story, and I don't want this story to happen to me."

The queen turned her head, looked at the boy's profile with cold eyes, and said, "Everyone is the same."

Gu Zhuo ended the topic naturally and asked, "A few years later, when I go to Cihang Temple again, I wonder if I can still see that old monk."

The queen said, "Life and death are things that no one can predict."

After thinking for a moment, Gu Zhuo said, "You are right."

The empress said: "If you don't want to be like the person in the story and want to control your own life and death, you should concentrate on practicing. This is the best and only solution."

Gu Zhuo smiled, with a hint of mockery in his smile, and said, "But didn't Taoist Yingxu die too?"

"That's because he deserves to die."

The queen stood with her hands behind her back, her expression indifferent and majestic.

Gu Zhuo said: "The Tianming Sect has been wreaking havoc on the human world for many years. It is undoubtedly an evil sect. Taoist Yingxu really deserves to die, just like those who are related to him, such as Xiu Hu."

The queen said calmly, "Of course."

Gu Zhuo turned his head and looked at her imposing profile, thinking, what about you?
Do you feel like you deserve to die?
……

……

The conversation finally ended with the word "of course".

In fact, less than half an hour had passed, but both parties in the conversation had lost interest, so why bother to continue chatting?
After the lady returned to her study, she continued to deal with endless official business.

However, half of her mind was on the previous conversation, or the story, wondering why the monk who crossed the sea said those words, and whether it was true that people talk a lot when they are about to die?

Or is there some deeper reason?
Is there anyone in this world who can make the monk crossing the sea speak?
There seems to be only one answer.

The Queen did not think that what Gu Zhuo said was false, because the story was too ordinary and it was impossible that it was deliberately made up and told to her.

That means the story is true.

Late at night, she put down everything she was doing and walked towards Jinghai.

No different from usual, Jinghai has spring-like weather all year round and the climate is warm.

His Majesty the Emperor woke up from his nap.

The two strolled along the lake.

The eunuch leader followed the two men like a ghost.

The queen still went straight to the point and spoke calmly and indifferently.

"I think it is necessary to re-examine Gu Zhuo's identity."

His Majesty the Emperor stopped, turned his head and looked into her eyes. After a long silence, he said slowly, "You don't believe Pei Jinge's conclusion?"

The queen said, "Yes."

(End of this chapter)