Chapter 36 Section IX

In front of Zichen Palace—— Darkness enveloped all around. Although the moon hangs high in the sky, shedding pale moonlight, there is still a deep darkness in the shadows of the gate and the building. There was a mat on the ground, Qingming, Boya and Zhongcen sat on it. The three of them held wine glasses in their hands and were drinking. The one serving the wine is the caterpillar. "Bo Ya, what's the matter? You should bring wine, right?" "Well, um..." Boya reluctantly nodded. The night is already deep. Tonight, none of the craftsmen stayed in Qingliang Hall to catch up with work.Since hearing that the ghost of Zhongjian will appear, everyone called it a day and went back before dark.

"Will Master Zhongjian show up tonight?" Boya asked. "It will always appear." Qingming brought the wine glass to her red lips. Soon, a loud voice came from the direction of Qingliang Hall. Qingming said in a low voice. The voice gradually approached. Not only sound.There was also some kind of movement moving in the direction of Zichen Hall along with the sound. "Qingming, that's Lord Zhongjian..." Boya also whispered. In the moonlight, a pale phosphorescent figure appeared, walking towards this side from Qingliang Hall. step…… two steps... Mibu Tadami stepped forward slowly with his left and right feet, and walked slowly.

The subtle sound stretched forward like a silk thread. "Honestly..." Zhong Cen called his son, but Zhong Cen seemed as if there was no one around, and he didn't even glance at Zhong Cen. Turn a blind eye to everything, just come step by step. Faithful eyes, staring into nothingness. The last sentence, like a shimmering spider's silk, stretched out in the moonlight, and then disappeared suddenly. When the sound stopped, the shadow of Zhongjian disappeared at the same time. Boya stood there in a daze, then muttered to himself: "Qingming, it turns out that there are such ghosts in this world..."

At this time, Zhong Cen, who was standing blankly in front of the Qingliang Hall where Zhongjian had disappeared, suddenly called out to his son in a small voice: "Zhongjian..." That sound is amazing. "Honestly, faithfully..." The voice was different from Zhong Cen's just now. "Good advice, good advice, so you have become like this, good advice..." Zhong Cen raised his face, his eyes glistened in the moonlight, they were tears. It turned out that Zhongcen was crying. "Master Zhongcen..." Boya wanted to step forward to comfort him. "Wait a minute, Boya, that person is not Lord Zhongcen."

"what?" Boya stopped in his tracks and looked carefully at the man who he thought was Zhong Cen. The man twisted his mouth, showing his teeth, and was crying loudly. "What's going on? Qingming, what's going on? Who is this man?" "It's the ghost that has possessed Mibu Zhongcen-sama for two consecutive generations, the father and son of Zhongjian-sama. Now it is possessing Zhongcen-sama." "Qingming, did you design this?" "Yes, I wrote the ghost's "Light Green" waka on the paper, and used it as a charm, and let Master Zhongcen take it out to enjoy the cherry blossoms and call him. So the ghost possessed Lord Zhongcen and came with him here."

Qingming walked up to Zhongcen and asked the ghost possessing Zhongcen: "What happened during the waka competition?" However, the ghost did not answer.The ghost held its head and lamented: "Ah, my advice, I'm sorry, I made you a ghost like that. I made you a ghost like me." "What happened?" Seimei asked again. "That man... I respect that kid, he won't let me compose the last waka for him. That kid insisted on doing it himself, and actually did it..." "Is it the song "I'm In Love with Yiren"?" "Exactly. It was the first time Tadami proposed his real creation in a Waka competition, but he lost to the other party."

"In that case, I can understand." "What can you understand? Qingming, tell me, what can your onmyoji understand? The onmyoji can only capture us and let us go at will like this now. Does this mean what you understand?" "You like to be loyal to your father and son, don't you?" "What's the point? Of course I like them. I like them. They love Waka and understand Waka, but they lack the talent to create Waka, so they need me." "..." "When I composed waka with their father and son, I was really happy. Especially this time, the waka competition was the happiest. So far, such a luxurious waka competition has never been held in the palace. So I am also happy to write waka together with them. Come on, Tadami, what kind of waka do you want for the next one..."

"Speaking of which, Master Zhongjian said that he wanted to create it himself?" "Yes. He insisted on doing it by himself, insisting that this time he must do it by himself. So I said to him, then you try it yourself and do it yourself. No matter what kind of waka, I will cheat behind the scenes to let you win ..." "The loyal opinion refused?" "Rejected. He asked me not to meddle in the background. He said that he would challenge this victory with his own strength..." "As a result, his waka was lined up with Kansada, and it became the last confrontation?"

"Exactly. I promised Tadami that I could let him win behind the scenes anytime, anywhere. I was also there on the night of the waka competition. I told Tadami beforehand that I would definitely be there, and I would definitely be there. One, if you want to win even if you rely on my strength, just stand up and say 'I must win' and I will let him win immediately. I'm still here, I'm still here, my friend, I am I wanted you to know that I was still there, so I whispered in the ear of the reciter, making him read the waka wrong. Don’t you think it’s strange for the reciter to read the waka wrong? At that time, you should also know that I’m still there. ?”

"What? That's what you did?" Boya shouted roughly. "Yeah, it's me..." "In that case, why did you say sorry to Zhong Jian?" Qingming pressed again. "I was going to absolutely let him win, regardless of whether I agree with it or not. But..." "But what?" "The waka proposed by Kanemori is my work." "your?" "The love in my body, I only hide behind words and expressions, and hide my secrets in my heart, so everyone is asking, thinking about whom." "Isn't this the original version of Kensho-sama's waka?"

"It was Kanemori who tampered with my waka and proposed it. And, alas, the waka proposed by Kanemori turned out to be even better than my original one..." The ghost's voice trembled, shaking Zhongcen's neck left and right. "At that time, my heart was almost broken. Which side should win? I couldn't make up my mind. I was at a loss for a long time, so I had to throw everything. In other words, I got cold feet. I left the outcome to heaven It's decided. As a result..." "Kensheng's "Secret Secrets" won..." "exactly." "..." "Then, that kid died, and he became like that after death. I didn't expect that kid to be such a stubborn man. I didn't understand his character." "It turned out to be like this." "Qingming, what are you going to do to me? Have you eliminated me?" "No." Qingming reached into Zhongcen's arms, and pulled out the piece of paper with waka written on it. Zhongcen looked at Qingming with a sad face, and muttered to himself softly: "Actually, you can eliminate me..." The ghost stared into the distance, and after a while, smiled sadly, and then Zhongcen returned to his original expression as if something fell from Zhongcen's body. "Master Seimei, what's going on? Did something happen? What happened to me just now?" "A ghost has possessed you." "ghost?" "I'll tell you in detail later, but everything is settled." "What about loyalty?" "I can't change the matter of my lord Zhongjian. I can't deal with that kind of ghost. Letting him go is the best solution. On the side of the emperor, I will be in charge of persuasion." "Qingming, what about the ghost?" "gone." "Where are you going?" "Where will it go? I don't know." Qingming whispered to himself.