After becoming an outcast, she relied on the system to raise her children and counterattacked.

Hearing the sound of breaking through the air, Guan Hanlin turned around subconsciously, and the broad knife had been inserted into his chest.

The huge force directly stabbed Guan Hanlin through him, and the broad blade came out from behind.

Guan Hanlin took three steps back and his face turned pale.

"Xiao'er, you..."

Guan Xiao sneered.

"It's because of your loyalty that my father died tragically. This should be your retribution."

He turned his wrist, and the blade suddenly stirred with flesh and blood inside Guan Hanlin's body.

The physical pain is far less than the pain in my heart.

The old marshal looked at Guan Xiao in astonishment. He couldn't understand why his grandson hated him.

As a military general, he should serve the country. He believed that his sons would rather die without regrets, and so did he!

"go to hell."

Guan Xiao kicked away Marshal Guan and took out the knife.

The old marshal stared at him, and he fell heavily to the ground.

He looked at the sky, a turbid tear flowed from the corner of his eye, and asked in an undetectable voice: "Why, why?"

Guan Xiao held the knife and walked to the old marshal's side with a sinister smile on his face.

"Because you're damned."

He raised his sword, ready to chop off the old marshal's head, when a long sword flew from a distance and hit the sword.

This person is Guan Ping'an, the guardian of the Guan family. He has followed the old man since he was a child, and his affection for the old man has already surpassed that of an ordinary master and servant.

He shouted angrily: "Guan Xiao, how dare you!"

With a loud shout, dozens of guards rushed from outside the courtyard.

Seeing that he was surrounded by people, Guan Xiao just smiled contemptuously, flicked his robe sleeves, and a puff of green smoke suddenly flew out, and the people jumped into the air and swept out from the courtyard wall.

Guan Ping'an had already picked up the old marshal and shouted loudly: "Stop chasing him now. Send the old marshal into the palace quickly and seek treatment from Dr. Liang."

Marshal Guan opened his mouth and immediately spurted out another mouthful of blood.

He looked at Guan Pingan and asked in a sad tone: "Is it really... I was wrong?"

Guan Ping'an burst into tears and choked with sobs as he said, "How could the old marshal be wrong? The young master must have been deceived by others."

Marshal Guan shook his head and said in a sad tone: "His father did die because of me. This is also... an indisputable fact. Maybe he... really hates me."

Guan Ping'an covered the old marshal's wound with all his strength, and said with red eyes: "Old marshal, don't talk anymore, conserve your strength. You once said that a real man is wrapped in horse leather and dies on the battlefield. This is not your ending. ."

The old marshal smiled, but then he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"When people grow old, they will eventually die...it doesn't matter where they die."

He took a breath and continued: "After I leave... don't seek revenge from Guan Xiao. He is my grandson... and the only one of the Guan family. You must treat him kindly..."

Before the old marshal finished speaking, he fainted.

"Old Marshal!"

Guan Ping'an turned blue with fright. Seeing that his jugular pulse was still beating, but it was very weak, he couldn't help shouting to the driver outside: "Hurry, faster."

At this time, Yin Qingxuan was still singing.

However, this time, there was no movement in the space.

Is this also a one-time trigger reward?

Thinking of this, Yin Qingxuan felt her mood waned and lost interest.

With a flick of his fingers on the piano, the sound suddenly stopped.

Ye Jingyu was listening intently, but suddenly he stopped playing. He couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you play anymore?"

Just as Yun Cai was carrying the buns up to Shiting, he immediately pointed at her.

"The buns are ready."

Ye Jingyu still had some unfinished thoughts and couldn't help but ask: "What song are you singing? Why is it different from Da Zhou's music?"

"The song is called The Great Wall Will Never Fall. It describes a hard-working and great country that built the Great Wall to resist foreign enemies. This song writes about this nation's unyielding will to protect its rivers and mountains without fear of bloodshed and sacrifice."

Ye Jingyu suddenly remembered one of the lyrics.

Don't let our country be trampled upon again, everyone must shoulder their mission!

If everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty could have this intention, no matter how powerful they were, they would not be shaken in the slightest.

When I think about this lyric carefully, I can't help but feel it is touching and exciting.

He slapped the table and said: "I want to write down this poem and give it to the soldiers in the army to sing. I, the great lion of Zhou, will also wake up. Perhaps, I can also imitate the country in this song and build a Great Wall."

"Uh……"

Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but feel numb when imagining the scene of ancient soldiers and how the Great Wall never fell.

Qin Shihuang's construction of the Great Wall was also regarded as a tyranny at the time. It was a waste of people and money. At present, the situation is not appropriate.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her frowning, Ye Jingyu couldn't help but ask.

Yin Qingxuan organized some words and said: "Although the Great Wall can withstand foreign lands, it is a waste of time and money. It is still difficult to provide food and clothing for the people. If they are allowed to go out to build the Great Wall again, I am afraid it will make the people dissatisfied and rebel..."

Ye Jingyu nodded and said: "Xuan'er is right. I just have this idea. Now many people have gone to build rivers and canals outside Beijing. It is really not appropriate to recruit more people."

Yin Qingxuan breathed out and said: "That's exactly the case, but this matter can be reserved. Maybe we can give it a try when people's livelihood is restored."

While he was talking, Yun Cai handed over the fat and white buns and prepared to dip them in them.

Ye Jingyu couldn't help but move his index finger. He was about to pick it up and pick it up when he suddenly heard someone coming to report.

"Your Majesty, Marshal Guan is seriously injured and is waiting at the gate of the palace. The servants of the Guan family are begging for your Majesty's accommodation and allowing Marshal Guan to go to the Imperial Hospital."

Ye Jingyu's expression suddenly changed and he stood up.

"Xiao Anzi, go quickly and pass on my instructions to let the old marshal enter the palace for diagnosis and treatment."

Then he asked: "How is the old marshal's injury?"

The soldier said: "Blood was bleeding all over the floor. It looks very serious."

Ye Jingyu frowned: "Who hurt the old marshal?"

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "It seems... it's Young Master Guan."

Hearing this, Yin Qingxuan's face changed drastically.

It must be that thief Ashlan, who disguised himself as Guan Xiao, and he is indeed still outside the palace!

Then he said anxiously: "Your Majesty, I would like to see my master."

"I'm with you."

Although Ye Jingyu was suspicious of the Guan family, he always respected the old marshal in his heart.

This man joined the army at the age of 16, experienced no less than a hundred wars in his life, and wrote many immortal legends.

The reason why Guan Hanlin was not allowed to lead the expedition that day was not because he did not trust him, but because he felt that the old marshal was old and should stay in the capital to enjoy his old age.

Now that I heard that he was hurt by Guan Xiao, I also thought of Asilan.

The two of them walked down the pavilion and hurried to the Tai Hospital.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Guan Hanlin lying on the narrow couch.

His face looked earthy, he was already taking in too much air and not letting out too much.

Guan Ping'an knelt beside the bed and cried bitterly. Doctor Liang's face also looked ugly.

If it were an ordinary wound, it could still be cured, but now it has been stabbed through, and the old marshal is so old...

It is really difficult!