Chapter 30 Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day!
Mao Xiang was stunned.
Xia Zhibai is really arrogant with his words.
No one in the entire palace dared to mention Empress Ma's death due to fear of falling into His Majesty's ears and causing His Majesty's wrath.
Perhaps only people like Xia Zhibai, who don't care about life and death at all, dare to speak so openly, although to a certain extent, this sentence is correct.
After Empress Ma died of illness, the court of the Ming Dynasty became visibly depressed and dignified, even if His Highness occasionally gave advice.
But it didn’t work.
His Majesty simply cannot listen to His Highness’s opinions and becomes more and more arbitrary and cruel and murderous.
Mao Xiang looked at Xia Zhibai. This was the first time he had seen such a strange person as Xia Zhibai, who had been an official for so long. Not only was he not afraid of death, he also wanted to die.
Really rare.
Mao Xiang lowered his eyebrows and looked around, then suddenly narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Do you really want to die that much?"
Xia Zhibai shook his head.
He raised his head with a chuckle, looked at the setting sun on the horizon, and said with a smile: "The red sun is setting in the west, and there will be a time when it will rise again. Now that it has become a foregone conclusion, no matter how hard you try, it will only increase the number of points. Kill."
"There is only a thin line between life and death."
"What I pursue in my life is hope. Now that there is no light ahead, I will shed a trace of blood when I die. Light is the hope left to the world. ”
"Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day!"
"It's just that if I die, many of you may be implicated. The space in Wuying Palace spread those words too clearly and too loudly. .”
Mao Xiang was silent.
He looked at Xia Zhibai with a complicated expression, and a touch of respect suddenly rose in his heart. This was the reason why he was reluctant to take action.
He was instructed by Zhu Biao.
But as His Majesty's trusted minister, he could only listen to His Majesty's orders. When he brought Xia Zhibai here, he could actually take action.
But if Xia Zhibai is really dead, none of them waiting outside the palace will survive. With His Majesty's current temper and anger, he will not tolerate them knowing these conversations.
They must die!
If Xia Zhibai is rescued by His Highness, there is still a glimmer of hope. As long as Xia Zhibai is still alive, he will always be the most suspicious person.
And they will be relatively safer.
Mao Xiang also knew.
I am not in this.
When he took over the Imperial Guard from His Majesty in the fifteenth year of Hongwu, and gradually built it into a secret service agency, an agency in charge of prisons, his life no longer belonged to him.
He is not afraid of death.
But he has to think about the others in Jinyiwei.
If he dies, many people in Jinyiwei will be implicated and many people will die. Now many people in Jinyiwei are brothers who followed him through life and death.
He couldn't bear it.
He can die, but Jin Yiwei must live.
Mao Xiang tightened the knife in his hand, his voice was a bit deep, and he nodded: "You are right, you are not afraid, but I am."
"I am afraid of death. .”
Xia Zhibai looked at Mao Xiang for a few times with a complicated expression, and then looked at the other people far away, thoughtfully.
Mao Xiang is a transparent person!
Yingtian Mansion in February is still cold.
Xia Zhibai did not wait long before Zhu Biao arrived. He glanced at Mao Xiang and ordered: "Commander Mao, please untie it."
"Your Majesty has an order. , spare Xia Zhi’s life.”
Mao Xiang's eyes moved slightly, and something strange flashed across his eyes. He quickly opened the shackles on Xia Zhibai's body, and then stepped aside knowingly.
No words were spoken.
Zhu Biao looked at the blood stains seeping out of Xia Zhibai's cuffs and trouser legs, sighed softly, and said, "Mr. What he said in the palace was too much. Your Majesty is so angry that he will only spare you from death today."
Said. Zhu Biao sighed again.
He continued: "Your Majesty is only willing to let you live for one month, and requires that if you can complete one of the 'miracles' mentioned on the test paper within this month, you will be forgiven. "
"It can satisfy any request that is not excessive."
"Although I want to help you, one month is still too short, and I don't know how to help. In the next few days, I will provide some guidance and transportation for my husband. Please escape as soon as possible."
"The further away you are, the better."
Zhu Biao looked sincere.
He believed that Xia Zhibai really cared about the people and the world, but the current Ming Dynasty could not withstand those hardships.
My father is not willing either.
The only thing he can do is to help Xia Zhibai escape. If Xia Zhibai can really escape, he may be able to reuse him when he comes to the throne.
Practice loving and benevolent government.
Xia Zhibai listened to Zhu Biao's words quietly, but when he heard that he could meet any request that was not excessive, his eyes raised slightly.
It landed on the word Fengtian not far away.
As for Zhu Biao's follow-up statement that he had found another place for him to live in the city and would also send him some travel expenses in the past few days, he ignored them.
His brain only remembered this sentence.
When Zhu Biao finished speaking, Xia Zhibai asked with firm eyes: "Is what your highness said true?"
"If I can really achieve one of them, can I satisfy your Majesty's requirements?"
"Where is the range that is not excessive."
Hearing this.
Zhu Biao was stunned.
He glanced at Xia Zhibai suspiciously, and said with some uncertainty: "Sir, what do you mean by this? Can you really complete one of these miracles?"
He looked in disbelief.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to believe it, he really has no reason to believe it. Whether it’s a thousand kilograms of grain per acre, an iron horse that travels thousands of miles a day, or a fire dragon that kills enemies thousands of miles away, these are things that no one can do. Did it.
Even gods can’t do it.
He knew that Xia Zhibai had a strong belief and firmly believed in the wisdom and strength of the people at the bottom, but what His Majesty wanted was something real.
This can’t be accomplished by just shouting twice and believing in the people. Moreover, these things themselves are already magical. If these magical objects really existed in the world, they would have spread a lot.
How can it always be covered in dust?
If it doesn’t exist in the world, then it can only be made artificially. This is even more of a daydream. How can the human eye create such a fairy thing?
Xia Zhibai smiled and said: "I believe in the strength and wisdom of the people. It is just the requirements of your majesty's promise to fulfill, and what is the general scope."
Zhu Biao looked at Xia Zhibai, and felt in his heart There was a hint of disappointment, maybe I really believed it wrong.
He looked quite cold, shook his head and said: "I don't know."
"No one has ever done this."
"I have found a good place for you outside the city. When you leave the palace later, someone will send you there. You will be in trouble all day long, so you should leave early, sir."< br>
“In case His Majesty changes his mind again.”
Listening to Zhu Biao’s suddenly cold tone, Xia Zhibai vaguely guessed the reason and said: “Your Highness, have you ever heard of a Idioms."
"What idioms?"
"It all depends on people!" Xia Zhibai saluted Zhu Biao and walked out of the palace. Now he has a bigger goal.
Zhu Biao frowned.
"I, Xia Zhibai, will prove to the world, who is the winner and loser between me and Emperor Hongwu."
"Who controls this world!"
The plot direction is different from what you think. What the protagonist wants is a promise that can be fulfilled. He will definitely not follow Zhu Yuanzhang's footsteps. The beginning of the story is like that, and he will definitely not kneel again.
Sweat.
Stop guessing.
(End of this chapter)