MTL - I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man-Chapter 154 Approach

However, the impermanence and cruelty of life is that it always gives you a heavy blow when you least expect it.

Seeing his brother Guangxi for the first time, in retrospect, he felt funny.

It was the night when the emperor died, and the new emperor was about to ascend to the throne. He and Pei Tuo planned to gather Chun Wang away from the city in accordance with the plan. On the way, he was beaten hard by the King's morals Remember.

For the sake of the overall situation, he wanted to take a shot and subdue the King of Chun, but at the moment he was about to start, suddenly a sharp arrow from an air attack interrupted his plan.

The arrow brushed the tip of his nose and stabbed into the back door.

He stood up and stared at the opposite shooter, a master! Amid the heavy night and a long distance, he couldn't see the face of the man, but felt palpitated for no reason.

This feeling is too late to ponder, because the chaos and movements of this night are too much and too complicated. Not only the layout on the bright surface in front of him, but also the succession of King Chun. At the same time, secretly, while the Huo family arranged for a man to set fire in the Perak Camp Armory, he still wanted to get rid of the fire and steal the sample of the crossbow.

There are so many things, so many things, he can only come from the haste and leave hastily, leaving the gloomy figure behind him.

The real close contact was when the Beishuo ambassadors came to visit and demanded a final match with Polo.

Pei Tuo and many polo masters in the Five Guards have played, but it is still difficult to restore the situation until that person is born.

He had long heard that the emperor was surrounded by a captive from Nan Chenlai who served as a guard, and even the disgraceful origin of slaves in the arena. As a result, courtiers' criticisms were raised, and they even continued to appear on the table, forcing the emperor to change the teaching rules of Yanwutang.

He used his brain to see if he should touch it and see if it was worth the draw.

However, this person is very reluctant to come out and is difficult to contact. After taking a trip to Feifeng Pavilion with Pei Tuo's kid, the unexpected encounter made him completely give up the idea.

The guard named Fang Yuan seemed to be "close" to the emperor incredible!

It was just a glance of surprise that he rushed to hug the emperor's back inexplicably familiar.

Yin and Yang are wrong, he has not been clear about the face of the guard named Fang Yuan. Until that day, on the polo court, the man rode a fast horse alone and was astonishing.

Standing on the edge of the field, Ren Jinglei gritted his teeth and his whole body was cold.

He couldn't even believe his eyes. He remembered the childhood when several people played polo together. The first time he got on the horse and learned this kind of sport, he taught himself.

There was an impulse, roaring in his chest, almost breaking through the seal, devouring him all.

After so many years of lurking life, he has been able to perfectly control all his emotions. It was the moment he recognized the man, and he was still out of shape.

Fortunately, this disappointment fell into the eyes of my colleagues, and was only concerned about the situation of the game.

After leaving, he couldn't wait to find the man.

"Guard Fang is very kung fu. I don't know who has such outstanding polo skills. Who is the teacher?" Obviously, he wanted to rush up, grabbed his placket, and questioned it fiercely.

"Teached by his family when he was young," Fang Yuan said flatly.

Do you remember your family from your family? Remember how Batumi died? Remember the ending of the Bai family? Ren Jinglei's eyes turned cold, and he lowered his eyes to hide all emotions.

"I don't know who Fang's family is? It must be Nan Chenji's famous person." Ren Jinglei couldn't help sneering.

It seemed to be stung by this sentence, Fang Yuan did not answer. His eyes were full of gloom, like black clouds that couldn't be closed, covering the once clear eyes.

You can't see that bright, sunny smile.

Ren Jinglei suddenly couldn't say any more.

His brother Guangxi didn't recognize himself.

Yeah, from an eight-year-old child to a 20-year-old youth, how many complicated times have gone through, enough to carve out the whole person.

Either he or he.

Why choose this path? He wanted to ask a question, but he couldn't say it, and he couldn't even blame him. He had already heard about Nan Chen's defeat, and hopes that Sister Shuo will die.

Time passes, eternal relentlessness and indifference, under the washout of such irresistible power, each of them can't help himself.

After saying nothing, the emperor came.

A brief temptation came to an end.

The second close contact was within Pei House.

He accompanied the emperor to visit General Pei, waiting for the moment of the emperor. He stepped forward with a smile: "I heard that Fangshou's martial arts are very high, so don't try it in the next game."

Forced helplessly, he can only respond to the end.

He was aggressive and pressing, but he kept the concession and valued peace.

Both sides have maintained a tie.

But Ren Jinglei could feel that there was still a gap between him and him. Before he was in Nanchen Palace, he was praised by many masters for his martial arts talents. Now more than a decade later, he has experienced battlefield killings every day, and his skill is even better.

Although I have never been slack in these years, I have been diligent and hard-working, and it seems that I am still a little behind.

The second intimate contact was still interrupted by the emperor. At the moment of separation, his expression was flustered.

Ren Jinglei suddenly raised a thought, wouldn't he recognize himself?

But this idea was quickly dispelled. When he left that year, Chen Ye knew that Bai Guangxi would definitely oppose this plan of taking a tightrope adventure, so he kept concealing him from beginning to end.

In the eyes of the world, the ninth prince has died in the chaos.

At the age of the ruined city, the emperor's grandson was also as cheap as a mustard, and many of the princes of the Nan Chen family died unsettled, not to mention a disgraced prince.

However, Ren Jinglei found that he had mistakenly guessed that he really recognized himself.

Just a few months ago, he went to the summer palace to meet the queen mother.

Trading with Queen Mother Huo, the Emperor's secret Nan Chen bloodline was announced, and it really caused a lot of sensation. The tide of Beijing is surging and people's hearts are floating. The two sides cooperate to make their own profits. Just for Queen Mother Huo, the use value is almost over? Although I did n’t do it this time, I did n’t get away so easily next time ...

Talking to Queen Mother Huo and Cui Wei, he quickly left the palace and returned to Beijing.

As Nan Chen's fighting resumed, his actions became more frequent and he became more careful.

He first entered the city with a disguised identity, turned around twice, changed his clothes at the hidden base, and returned to his home as Ren Jinglei.

It's already night.

Simple coping with the incoming stewards and servants. Ren Jinglei returned to the room. He was about to change clothes and suddenly froze.

There was an extra person in the room, silent, standing beside the curtains.

He was taken aback and looked closely, only to find out who it was.

Suddenly, his heart beat like a drum. Nothing could be heard in the ears, except for this roaring heartbeat. And the gentle and sad look of that man.

He recognized himself! It was almost the first moment when his eyes met, he understood.

He stopped, forced to beat the heartbeat like a cymbal drum, and smiled: "Guard Fang, why did you come to the door for no reason?"

Immerged in darkness, he stared at him intently, and said, "Leave it."

"When did you recognize it?" Ren Jinglei threw his clothes aside, the mask fell out of it, rolled on the ground, and reached his feet.

He bent down, picked up the mask, and stared, his eyes gloomy and sad.

After a while, he continued to say, "Give up."

Leave, give up ... Will you just say that? A sense of anger surged for no reason.

"How to give up? Like you, begging for mercy and being the emperor's running dog?" Ren Jinglei said with a smile. The moment he spoke, he regretted it. He shouldn't say such words, but couldn't help but want to sting him.

His brother Guangxi ...

Fang Yuan tightened his eyes, lowered his head, and said slowly and heavily: "It is impossible to succeed. The general situation of the world has been set, and the people are overwhelmed ..."

"So you surrendered happily?" Ren Jinglei interrupted his words rudely.

"If you just want to say this, then leave. Delayed outside the palace for too long. Your majesty your emperor will be angry? Think about how to deal with his anger." He said politely and then turned Come over.

Behind a quiet.

When he turned around again, the figure standing there was gone.

As if there was a place in the bottom of his heart that had been brutally cut and lost, he suddenly covered his face, leaned down, and shivered.

The cruelty of time lies in its irresistibility.

More than ten years have occupied most of their young students. In the cruel parting time, they are all beyond recognition, they have gradually parted ways, and have drifted away ...

If you walk too much at night, you will definitely meet a ghost.

The war situation became more and more tense, and Yao Guang's operations were frequent, and gradually the clues were discovered by the Ministry of Criminal Affairs and the Ministry of Defense.

He should leave immediately, and even Wen Miao who came to negotiate is persuading him to find an opportunity as soon as possible to give up this status and return to the south.

However, he is still nostalgic, holding a hint of fluke, or because of this identity, life in the past ten years, and nostalgic attachment.

The day came faster than he thought.

After the poisoning plan failed, the Ministry of Criminal Affairs and the Ministry of Defense organized an attack to target the long ambush site of Nan Chen.

It wasn't until the last minute that he was the commander of the Five Cities Warriors and Horses Division, and he knew the content of the mission, as did other officers.

He could only watch his former robes be hunted down and killed. Perhaps from the very first moment on the road, they had already expected their ending.

But today they still cannot catch themselves. Because he was hidden deeper than anyone.

then……

"Yaoguang" appeared.

Watching that suddenly appeared in front of the teahouse door, using a short knife to drive back all the figures of the embargo masters.

He recognized who that person was at first sight!

Ren Jinglei suddenly felt cold all over the body, why? Everyone is no longer on the road, why should they appear here? Do n’t think you ’re a rare guard when you ’re a big guard, and cut off all the old dreams.

He saw the man fighting in the rain, fighting with Yan Chang, Pei Tuo, and Pu Yangcheng ...

Until the emperor could not stand it anymore, set foot on the battlefield.

He accompanied the emperor, holding an umbrella.

Through the heavy rain, he watched the man lift his head and take off the mask on his face.

The continuous drops of water poured down from the edge of the umbrella, and fell to the ground, splashing like broken jade collapse.

A rain curtain separated the two worlds.

He is here with flowers and brocades, and his future is like a dragon, but **** is inferno, and the fire is burning his heart; he is there, stormy like a sword, breaking his bones, but his heart is like water, and he is peaceful.

He answered the emperor's morbid question with a flat voice.

Eventually, he looked up at them, gloomy, staring into the void, and said in a deep voice: "It's over, it's over ..."

Ren Jinglei understood that this sentence was addressed to himself and his last advice. It was over, and everything should be over. He was warning himself, urging himself to leave here as soon as possible.

Use his own life in exchange for the last time and opportunity.

His brother Guangxi ...

He should leave, give up his identity immediately, and then live up to his sacrifice.

But why is the choice to leave so difficult.

Perhaps after so many years of life, the name Ren Jinglei has penetrated into the bone marrow. From day to night, from Jianye to Beijiang, from North Xinjiang to Beijing, he is nostalgic for the past and nostalgic relatives like Chen Yan, but he is also nostalgic for the present.

Sometimes he even longed for himself to be split into two people, maybe he would not face this painful choice.

Walking on the streets of Qingyunfang, he found himself unable to leave.

Maybe deep down, he hopes to end it all.

He didn't have time to make a choice. Someone had already chosen the way for him.

Sitting in the study, carrying the long-lost rice porridge and custard, at that instant, he understood everything.

Pei Ye already knew.

For more than a decade, the scariest nightmares have come suddenly. He turned calm.

He had thought about the time when this moment came. Perhaps he was eager at the deepest part of his heart. If he could do it himself and end his life, it would be better. .

However, he didn't do anything. Instead, he left the access control and let himself leave.

Did the magnificent general Pei Yue soften his heart after slaughtering countless people on the battlefields of Beishuo and Nanchen? The deepest lurking and betrayal of him.

Some are ridiculous, others want to cry.

ended! Brother Guangxi, who taught himself from an early age, urged.

leave! Pei Yan, who taught himself since childhood, is also urging.

Well, since even he wants to leave by himself, then he will leave.

A lightning flashed through the window, and a thunderous thunder broke through the sky.

Ren Jinglei woke up completely from his illusory dream, looking out at the squall storm.

He had grown up, and it was no longer the kid who was scared to find his mother when he heard the thunder, but the roar of thunder, at this moment, he did not want to move.

He did not want to leave because he knew exactly what dilemma the person would face if he left like this. What kind of guilt and stance do you leave Nan Chen Xi as a leader, as a general under the control of the soldiers and horses of the world, and as a prime minister of the civil servant leader of the court? After so many years of careful thinking, I have come to this step, but I have to give up this great situation because of myself?

It was the emperor of the Middle Kingdom who told him the news.

Looking back now, His superficially elegant emperor, her acting skills are also very good.

Ren Jinglei thought casually. In a short time, he had already guessed almost everything inside.

I don't want to move any more.

Just sit on the high platform and wait quietly.

Until the sound of thrilling horseshoes approached, the cold chill spread out from the door ...