The previous generation does not know that was who had once said- loyal, the chip that because betrayed was insufficient. 前世不知是谁曾说过-忠诚,只是因为背叛的筹码还不够。 If changes into one to be familiar, that is „not the eternal friend and enemy, eternal benefit”. 若是换成一句更加耳熟能详的话,那便是“没有永恒的朋友与敌人,只有永恒的利益”。 Therefore, Wei Changtian always did not think that who is the percentage hundred trustworthy. 所以,魏长天从来都不觉得有谁是百分百值得信任的。 After all took puppet pill's Yu to betray itself, finally exploded the body to perish. 毕竟就连服了傀儡丹的宁文煜都会背叛自己,最终爆体而亡。 That others? 那其他人呢？ Who can guarantee that everyone won't have problems? 谁能保证所有人都不会出问题？ The people are complex. 人都是复杂的。 People also in keep changing. 人也都是在不停变化的。 Therefore Wei Changtian throughout not comes by " Peak of Martial Arts » in mechanical impression to anybody final judgment on a person's life can be made only after he is dead and buried. 因此魏长天始终没有以《武道大巅峰》里的刻板印象来对任何人盖棺定论。 In the original works clear/pain Xianping, has not instead represented him unable instead. 原著里楚先平没反,不代表他就一定不会反。 As for him whether currently really has the counter- heart...... 至于他现在是否真的已有反心...... To be honest, Wei Changtian does not know temporarily. 说实话,魏长天暂时并不知道。 Why because he has not done clear clear/pain Xianping so urgent hope this war to continue. 因为他还没有搞明白楚先平为什么会如此迫切的希望这场战争可以继续下去。 In other words, actually clear/pain Xianping can therefore obtain what advantage? 换句话说,楚先平究竟能因此得到什么好处呢？ This issue he had not found the answer. 这个问题他至今仍未找到答案。 However this does not hinder his following movement. 不过这并不妨碍他接下来的动作。 In view of clear/pain Xianping the movement...... 针对楚先平的动作...... „clear/pain brother, cannot think that now your I will arrive unexpectedly this step.” “楚兄啊,想不到如今你我竟会走到这一步。” Looks at already several candlelight that wants to be put out, Wei Changtian some sighing of sobbing. 看着已经几欲熄灭的烛火,魏长天有些唏嘘的叹了口气。 Just now words that he and Yangliu Shi spoke real. 方才他与杨柳诗说的话是真的。 In any event, he does not hope that clear/pain Xianping had a naive stand own opposite. 不论如何,他都不希望楚先平有一天真的站到了自己的对立面。 But „hope” and „reality” after all is two matters. 只不过“希望”和“现实”总归是两回事。 The day may spend, may measure, only has the will of the people is not possible to guard. 天可度,地可量,唯有人心不可防。 Therefore oneself have to make the plan early. 所以自己不得不早做打算。 Oh...... 唉...... Before right thing , when does not have, always feels the more the better. 权利这东西之前没有时,总觉得多多益善。 But waits for really to become the hierarch now, this discovered that every step becomes cautious. 可现在等自己真的成了掌权者,这才发现每一步都变得如履薄冰。 Attacks overtly and covertly and mistrusts each other. 明枪暗箭、尔虞我诈。 When Wei Changtian starts to suspect clear/pain Xianping that moment, no matter the final result how, he knows oneself have changed. 当魏长天开始怀疑楚先平的那一刻,不管最终的结果如何,他都知道自己已经变了。 Actually he does not want to become overcautious, works must ponder over. 其实他并不想变得谨小慎微,做什么事都要思前想后的。 However, this also has what means...... 但是,这又有什么办法呢...... „......” “......” „Thump, thump, thump and thump......” “咚、咚、咚、咚......” „1 to 3 a.m. four, cold weather and no cloud calm......” “丑时四更,天寒地冻、无云无风......” Out of the window, the worn out sound is vague. 窗外,有气无力的更声若有若无。 Wears the hitting person of rain clothes to carry the lantern single-handedly, does not stop using the wooden club to strike the chest front bamboo bang, such as solitary person roaming Guiban across streets. 身着蓑衣的打更人一手拎着灯笼,一手不停用木棍敲打着胸前的竹梆,如孤魂游鬼般穿过一条条巷弄。 Late at night a Jinzhou city dreariness, only has the stars in nighttime sky to be sometimes bright and sometimes dim. 深夜中的晋州城一片沉寂,唯有夜空中的繁星时明时暗。 full building seventh lunar month road far away. 满楼霜月路迢迢。 Once that „fresh clothes high-spirited horse, and was crazy and arrogant” the Wei Family only son, that dares to have the person rainy night to encircle the mansion, a blade cut a stubbornly disobedient disciple of country prime minister head also to disappear again. 曾经那个“鲜衣怒马、且狂且傲”的魏家独子,那个敢带人雨夜围相府,一刀斩掉一国宰相脑袋的顽劣之徒已经再也不见了。 At this moment, Wei Changtian is listening to the sound of out of the window, looks at the front to pile up one on top of another when the confidential letter information on table, suddenly before somewhat fondly remembers passes through the day. 此时此刻,当魏长天听着窗外的更声,看着面前堆叠在桌上的密信情报之时,突然有些怀念穿越前的日子。 He fondly remembers in that life, only then studies the youth of test, fondly remembers that for the livelihood the society livestock that runs about to rush about. 他怀念那个生活中只有读书考试的青年,怀念那个为了生计而疲于奔波的社畜。 Even, he fondly remembers that trash soap opera that floods the meaningless short video and countless star scandal, unable to pursue forever, entertainment time that until death people do not need to ponder. 甚至,他怀念那个充斥着毫无意义的短视频、不计其数的明星绯闻、永远都追不完的垃圾电视剧的,人们再不需要思考的娱乐至死的时代。 Only pitifully, all these could not go back. 只可惜,所有的这些都回不去了。 Until now, Wei Changtian believes oneself have achieved most crossing over to long for even in dreams thing that wants to achieve. 时至今日,魏长天相信自己已经做到了绝大多数穿越者梦寐以求想要做到的事。 But he also therefore lost. 但他也因此失去了很多。 In these all in person and matter that have lost, Wei Changtian most fondly remembers at this moment, was once. 而在这些所有的已经失去的人与事之中,魏长天此刻最怀念的,便是曾经的自己。 „Hū!” “呼！” Waves gently, in the room the last candle lamp goes out accordingly. 轻轻一挥手,屋中最后一盏烛灯应声熄灭。 Goes out of the room, the eaves gallery across inn, enters another room that is shining the candlelight. 走出房间,穿过客栈的檐廊,走进另一件亮着烛火的屋子。 Looks is sitting near the table, a face worried that the color female, Wei Changtian smiles, speaks thoughtlessly to ask: 看着正坐在桌边,一脸担忧之色的女子,魏长天笑了笑,随口问道: „What's wrong? Matter that is still thinking clear/pain Xianping?” “怎么？还在想楚先平的事？” „Not......” “没有......” Yangliu Shi shakes the head, bites the lip to reply in a soft voice: „Young master, the slave is worried about you.” 杨柳诗摇摇头,咬着嘴唇轻声回答:“公子,奴家是在担心你。” „Was worried that what I do make?” “担心我做什么？” Wei Changtian loosens the surcoat, arrives at the table to drink tea: „Now the situation is not really clear, therefore clear/pain Xianping not necessarily is really instead.” 魏长天将外袍解下,走到桌边喝了口茶:“现在情况还不甚明朗,所以楚先平未必便是真反。” „On second thought that even he really counter-, I since some detected early, can also let him......” “退一步讲,即便他真的反了,我既然早有察觉,难道还能让他......” „Young master.” “公子。” Looks at Wei Changtian, Yangliu Shi hits to block the way suddenly low voice: „Slave is not worried about this.” 看着魏长天,杨柳诗突然小声打断道:“奴家不是担心这个。” „Un? What are you worried about?” “嗯？那你担心啥？” „Slave......” “奴家......” Yangliu Shi sets out to arrive at side Wei Changtian, some as if many words want to say that but hesitant after half of the day, is actually raising head asks gently: 杨柳诗起身走到魏长天身边,似乎有很多话想说,但犹豫了半天后却只是仰着头轻轻问道: „Young master, were you tired?” “公子,你是不是累了？” „......” “......” In the hand acted, the Wei Changtian's expression obviously stares gawked. 手上动作一顿,魏长天的表情明显愣了一愣。 Because of clearly, „tired” is not exhausted that on body Yangliu Shi refers. 因为很明显,杨柳诗所指的“累”并非是身体上的疲惫。 Wei Changtian does not know how Yangliu Shi sees the present mood, when he saw when look that the latter incomparably loves dearly, feels this suddenly somewhat familiar. 魏长天不知道杨柳诗是怎么看出来自己现在的心情的,不过当他看到后者无比心疼的眼神时,却忽然觉得这一幕有些熟悉。 „Son, studying to be tired? Usually must alternate work with rest, mother heard that in the university has many mass organizations, you want......” “儿子,学习累不累？平时要劳逸结合,妈妈听说大学里有很多社团,你要......” „Does son, work tired not? The young people are busy at some are the good deeds, but you also attention body......” “儿子,工作累不？年轻人忙一些是好事,但你也得注意身体......” „Son, looked that your friend did encircle to work overtime is so late yesterday? Your father made me tell you, many jogged, little stayed up late......” “儿子,看你朋友圈怎么昨天加班到那么晚？你爸让我跟你说,有空多去跑跑步,少熬夜......” „Son, was short of money told mother, don't, because a money was exhausted oneself......” “儿子,缺钱就跟妈妈说,千万别因为一点钱就把自己累坏了......” „Son, is really tired, returns to one's old home......” “儿子,实在觉得累,就回老家吧......” „......” “......” Gripped a tea hand to tremble slightly for the first time trembling, after Wei Changtian passed through, felt that the eye socket was somewhat hot and damp. 握住茶盏的手微微颤了颤,魏长天穿越后第一次感觉到眼眶有些湿热。 However is quick he to restore as usual, but beckons with the hand with a smile, said that to say the innumerable replies under the gaze of Yangliu Shi. 不过很快他就恢复如常,只是笑着摆了摆手,在杨柳诗的注视下说出了那句已说过无数遍的回答。 „Relax.” “放心吧。” „I good to.” “我好得很。” ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... Next morning. 翌日清晨。 The rising sun has not raised completely, the east sky caught sunset glow slightly. 旭日还未完全升起,东边的天空只是染上了微微的红霞。 The morning bell of each temple view sounds continuously, with resonant chicken whining noise mixed in the same place, penetrates the pride of the morning, above reverberation in Jinzhou city. 各个庙观的晨钟此起彼伏地敲响,与嘹亮的鸡鸣声混杂在一起,穿透晨雾,在晋州城的上空回荡。 Last night, after is Wei Changtian passed through, has not entered Dao of Dreams when sleeping for the fourth time. 昨天夜里,是魏长天穿越后第四次没有在睡觉时进入梦道。 But it is precisely for this reason, causes him this morning must later some. 而也正因如此,使得他今早起的要稍晚一些。 „Un?” “嗯？” Opened eyes blurry, looks to sit before the bronze mirror combs Yangliu Shi of hair, Wei Changtian has a yawn to ask: 迷迷糊糊睁开眼,看了看正坐在铜镜前梳头发的杨柳诗,魏长天打了个哈欠问道: „~ how to have called me?” “呵~怎么没叫我？” „Giggle, is not the slave loves dearly the young master, wants to make you rest a while.” “咯咯咯,还不是奴家心疼公子,想让你多睡一会儿。” When Yangliu Shi returned to yesterday's daytime appearance, the tone is very lively. 杨柳诗又回到了昨天白天时的样子,语气十分轻快。 Wei Changtian knows that this does not want to add to stop up to oneself intentionally, then smiles, turns over/stands up to get out of bed to wear the clothes. 魏长天知道她这是故意不想给自己添堵,便笑了笑,翻身下床穿好了衣服。 „To be honest, does your hair comb also no difference.” “说实话,你这头发梳不梳也没啥区别。” Arrives at Yangliu Shi behind, he teased one with a smile, then also asked: „With doesn't need me to help you?” 走到杨柳诗身后,他笑着调侃一句,然后又问道:“用不用我帮你？” „Wú?” “唔？” Yangliu Shi transfers turn head comes, the look is somewhat pleasantly surprised: „Young master, do you want to help the slave comb the hair?” 杨柳诗转回头来,眼神有些惊喜:“公子,你是要帮奴家梳头发么？” „Idle talk” “废话” Wei Changtian curls the lip: „Otherwise can also do?” 魏长天撇撇嘴:“否则还能是干啥？” „Snort, the young master you are thin-skinned.” “哼,公子你这人就是脸皮薄。” Yangliu Shi does intentionally discontentedly light snort/hum: „Obviously is the good deed, must set a impatient appearance......” 杨柳诗故作不满的轻哼一声:“明明是好事,非要做出一副不耐烦的样子......” „Un? You did not say that yesterday my face is thick-skinned?” “嗯？你昨天不是还说我脸皮厚么？” „From time to time is thick is thin from time to time is not good!” “时而厚时而薄不行么！” „Okay good, said that you...... you do want me to help you?” “好好好,说不过你......你到底要不要我帮你？” „Wants!” “要！” Spiteful as the comb stopper to Wei Changtian , the Yangliu Shi sound is very loud, but some expression actually obvious anticipations. 赌气似的把木梳塞到魏长天手里,杨柳诗声音很大,但表情却明显有些期待。 But Wei Changtian has not continued to quarrel with her again, holds up the comb on preparation „starting”. 而魏长天也没再继续跟她拌嘴,举起梳子就准备“下手”。 However at this moment...... 不过就在这时...... „Thump thump thump!” “咚咚咚！” „Young master!” “公子！” „Young Master clear/pain seeks an interview!” “楚公子求见！”