The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 219:
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The sound of the flute was somewhat familiar. Feng Zhiwei paused and listened carefully. The look in his eyes changed and he suddenly raised his head.
On the pine trees in the middle of the short mountain, there is a man in white playing the flute leisurely on the tree.
A few months ago, outside the Wuming Ancient Temple in Jiyangshan, Longxi, Feng Zhiwei listened to his flute when he was in a desperate situation.
A dream of a country, a dream that cuts off a country.
A few months later, on an unknown low mountain outside the imperial capital, he was dressed in white as snow, holding a flute and sitting on a green pine. He called Feng Zhiwei, who was running all the way back to the capital, with the sound of his flute.
Zong Chen.
Feng Zhiwei listened to the desolate and lonely flute sound. For a moment, her heart felt like a heavy weight, sinking heavily in her blood. She was obviously as anxious as a spark, wishing to put on her wings and fly to the Imperial Capital immediately. Suddenly, her legs felt like lead. , can no longer lift the pace.
Her heart was beating loudly, her fingers were trembling, her lips were trembling, and the burnt mouth was bleeding with light red blood, but she could not utter a single word.
Zong Chen finished playing a song, holding the jade flute sideways in his palm, leaning forward and looking down at Feng Zhiwei.
At that moment, his eyes were gentle and compassionate, with a hint of deep sorrow and sadness.
He looked at Feng Zhiwei, who was shivering more and more, and said calmly and sadly:
"Zhiwei, I'm sorry...it's late."
Go back in time and walk back to the Imperial Capital for seven days.
Seven days ago.
The imperial city gates were closed tightly at midnight, but there was a sudden sound of chiming, tearing the night sky of the imperial city apart, and then the crimson city gates suddenly opened, and a horse galloped in, wearing red armor with an iron mace and gold feathers on its waist. Like a long line of red gold, it plunges into the dark darkness of the city gate.
The man did not go straight to the inner office of Jin Yuwei deep in the imperial city, but to the west of the imperial city, where the "Tian Sheng Zhi" was compiled in the outer court.
Someone was woken up in the middle of the night and was already waiting at the editing office.
The heavy door is closed, the candle shadow is deep in the window, the man in red armor and gold feathers hurriedly reports, the man in loose clothes and long sleeves has a solemn expression.
After a while, the man with red armor and golden feathers exited.
The man in loose clothes and long sleeves stepped out of the atrium and looked towards the south of Tiansheng in the distance. He stood speechless for a long time. The night was deep and the clothes were dyed with exposed clothes.
Six days ago.
A top-secret letter from southern Fujian, sealed with lacquer, lay quietly on the desk of the vice president of the editorial office.
A pair of well-maintained hands gently opened the envelope and took out a letter with only a few words but a firm tone.
A few words, but the reader looked at them for a long time, let out a long sigh, and threw the letter aside.
He sat silently in the chair for a long time, his brows furrowed and his expression hesitant.
There was a stack of similar-shaped letters on the desk. He took them out and looked back at them one by one. His brows became more and more tangled as he read them.
He suddenly stopped.
The bottom layer of a letter was slightly wrinkled. He thought for a while, then soaked the bottom layer with the secret potion of Jin Yuwei, and a line of words appeared quietly.
"The king's heart is in turmoil, and I am very worried. You are a great talent, and you will definitely be able to make your own decisions."
He clung to the letter and meditated in the boundless darkness of the night.
Five days ago.
A group of men in gray swayed down in shock, quietly passing over the ridges of many roofs in the night, and entered a small courtyard in the backyard of Qiu Mansion.
Those people landed softly, and the woman who had been tossing and turning all night in the small room woke up immediately with piercing eyes.
"Crack." The lights in the house were lit.
The woman put on her clothes and sat up, looking at the visitor with a calm expression. She looked at everyone carefully for a while, as if she had some understanding.
Slowly said: "That thing...has it finally happened?"
"Madam." The man in gray knelt on one knee, "You have worked hard for many years... Your Majesty ordered me to pick you up and leave immediately."
"After more than ten years, you finally appeared." Madam did not answer their words, and said with a slight sigh, "I was looking forward to your appearance, but also afraid of your appearance. Now, the dust has finally settled. ”
"Jinyuwei has a new owner recently." The man in gray looked down and said, "In order to avoid their pursuit for more than ten years, madam, you moved out of the mountains and took your little master to hide in Beijing. North Korea, but the other party is really powerful. Our secret line received the report. The other party has obtained conclusive evidence and is about to take action. Please pack it up and we will leave immediately."
The woman smiled quietly.
"Why should I leave?"
The man in gray was stunned.
"With this departure, his dreams will be in vain." Madam's face was pale and her eyes were bright. "I don't care what differences of opinion you have internally. For me, what I want to fulfill is his instructions. He I have already seen the hope of a lifelong dream, why should I waste all my efforts?"
"But..."
"I have been preparing for so many years," the lady said, "why waste it in vain."
"Madam." The man in gray said solemnly, "This is a matter of life and death."
"You are right, lives are at stake." Madam smiled strangely, "But some lives are always meant to be sacrificed."
The man in gray remained silent for a while, and reluctantly said: "I always feel that it is too risky...the other party..."
“Eternal foundations must be found in danger.” Madam said calmly, “Your generation may value stability and the continuation of the royal bloodline more, but I remember his expectations that he will never change until death. A person like him will never accept it in his life. Failed, but suffered such a fate, the collapse of the family and the country, the destruction of the organization, the pursuit of thousands of miles, the loss of companions, the death of brothers one by one... In the end, he had to suffer such a betrayal that destroyed everything... He didn't say anything, I But I know he hates it. I know his last wish deep in his heart. He wants to see the death of this dynasty, just as this dynasty once watched his brothers die... He can't fulfill this wish, and neither can I, the widow. , but I believe someone will do it."
"Madam!" the man in gray shouted urgently, "You have violated..."
"Don't tell me who I violated." Madam interrupted proudly, "I am not a member of your organization, and I have not shouldered your mission passed down from generation to generation. For me, I just need to do my best, Fulfill my late husband’s last wish.”
The man in gray fell silent, thinking about the previous generation of sect leader, that iron-blooded and staunch man, who only lived for one dream in his short life, and used his persistence to influence the woman in front of him. In his life, he only lived for him. Live by obsession.