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    Jing, Rijing, Mingye.

    Just like the person who forgets to return home at a young age, the young man is full of vigor, like a bright light.

    It is appropriate that the first emperor gave him this word.

    Just following the fire on a snowy night during the Lantern Festival, everything disappeared.

    When the fire in Prince Jing's Mansion was extinguished, it was already bright daylight.

    Duan Zhi sat on the steps slumped, his robe was spread on the floor, and a layer of ashes had already fallen on it.

    The fire burned for a whole night, and the palace was in ruins, not to mention the people inside.

    Thin ashes have fallen on the snow.

    Song Xian walked over holding an umbrella, knelt on the ground on one knee, and said softly: "Your Majesty"

    Duan Zhisu stared blankly at the void, and murmured, "Where are people?"

    Song Xian hesitated.

    Duan Zhisu suddenly sternly said: "Where are people?!"

    Song Xian lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, I forgot to return."

    The fire is so big, no one can survive.

    Duan Zhisu took a deep breath, his eye circles were red, and said coldly again: "What about people?"

    Only then did Song Xian understand what he meant, and said: "People have been burned to ashes, even the bones are gone."

    Duan Zhisu was startled, and hurriedly propped up his hands to get up, but just as he stood up, he felt dizzy before his eyes.

    After spinning around, I felt like I fell heavily on the snow mixed with ashes.

    There was a muffled "bang".

    "Your Majesty!"

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    After the snowy night, the new emperor ascended the throne.

    King Jing's mansion was razed to the ground, nothing was built, and the mansion was planted with crabapples.

    Duan Zhisu took a three-day hiatus as soon as he came to the throne, which caused constant controversy among the officials.

    On the fourth day, when Duan Zhisu went to court, the first thing he did was to order Sui Wanggui to build a tomb of clothes and clothes into the ancestral grave of Sui's family.

    I don't know if it was arranged by the first emperor in the court, and they all have to say something after hearing the words.

    Duan Zhisu watched coldly: "Why not?"

    The minister said: "King JingAlthough he is from Sui's family, he died because of the stigma bestowed upon him by His Majesty himself"

    The unfinished words are known to everyone.

    People who have been stigmatized and given to death cannot enter the ancestral grave, not to mention that the dead body has been burned to ashes.

    Jiang Enhe in the crowd held his sleeves tightly, watching the crowd indifferently arguing about this matter, and finally spoke out when he heard someone say, "King Jing, a man who is not self-respecting, deserves such a tragic death."  up.

    "My lords, it's better to accumulate some virtue in your mouth. The dead are the most important. Even if Lord Jing is no longer popular, you don't have to use such ugly words to judge him." Gan En said as if he had swept them coldly, "and  You say that King Jing is not self-respecting, how dare you ask him why he is not self-respecting? Did he rob your family¡¯s daughter by force, or did he ruin some young lady who has not left the cabinet, making you so angry and scold him?¡±

    Just now, the minister who said that he forgets to return to the old age and has no self-respect blushes with anger: "YouMaster Jiang, please be respectful in what you say"

    Gan Enhe sneered: "Speak well, I naturally respect you."

    That person: ""

    The crowd was noisy again.

    In the end, he said solemnly: "Enough."

    Gan Enhe nodded and saluted, pleading guilty without sincerity.

    Duan Zhi looked coldly at the people with different thoughts, and said: "Let King Jing enter the ancestral grave of Sui's family."

    Everyone immediately knelt in a row and shouted.

    Duan Zhisu ignored them, turned around and left.

    Not long after, the tomb of clothes that Sui had forgotten to return to was buried in the ancestral grave of Sui's family.

    On the day of the burial, only Jiang Enhe, Duan Zhisu and Song Xian came.

    Duan Zhi looked at the tombstone solemnly, and the snow began to fall again, leaving a vast expanse of whiteness.

    Jiang Enhe put three sticks of incense in the incense burner, stared at the name on the tombstone, and said softly: "Does Your Majesty know why those people say that King Jing is not self-respecting?"

    Duan Zhisu's godless eyes moved, looked at him, and said, "Why?"

    Gan Enhe tilted his head and looked at him seriously: "Because the fifth prince once forced him."

    Duan Zhisu froze for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

    Seeing his appearance, Jiang Enhe actually laughed, and said: "I really find it strange, it's so strange, King Jing was obviously taken into captivity by Duan Xichen, how did he get into the mouths of those people, and he became a heinous sinner?"  Is it true that people¡¯s hearts are like this?The time was painful and warm, but until now, he realized that what caused him the most pain in this life was regret.

    ?Love and resentment can disappear little by little with the passage of time, but remorse and guilt will not.

    ?The remorse of not believing and forgetting to return home made him struggle for several years to die tragically in the wasteland, like a tarsal maggot, no matter how hard he struggled, it would haunt him for the rest of his life.

    In this way, Duan Zhisu spent the remaining thirty-four years with his own resentment towards himself.

    Before he died, he vaguely saw the young Sui Yan rushing forward desperately when everyone was leaving him, and said to him seriously: "Of course I believe in Your Highness."

    Then, layers of mist gradually rose up in front of his eyes, covering his figure.

    When he became conscious again, he knelt on the ground. He didn't know what year it was, but he struggled like crazy and muttered: "I'm going to find Wanggui"

    ? In the next life, on the Lantern Festival, the lights are brightly lit.

    The young Song Xian grabbed him and shouted anxiously: "Your Highness!"

    Duan Zhisu's vision went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

    I can't afford to pay off the debts of my previous life in this life.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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