Juntian University Chronicle

Zhong Kunyi turned around, but her face was full of tears: "I can't live without Zhang Er, mother and father, do you have to let your son live in such pain?"

Huang felt that the hand holding Zhong Kunyi suddenly lost strength, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

Zhong Kunyi has never cried since she was very young.

Her husband died young, they were orphans and widowed, and she was afraid of being bullied by others, so she taught Zhong Kunyi every day to be strong and to be an upright man.Force him to study, force him to grow up, force him to fight for himself.

However, how long has he not thought about what Zhong Kunyi wants?As a mother and father, he has failed too much to the point of forcing his son to die.

What is wrong with Meng Zhang, in fact, he can't tell.

Probably because he came from a much nobler background than himself. Seeing his skin and tender flesh, he always thought of himself working in the fields in the scorching sun wearing old clothes, and people like them never had to worry about food and clothing. Can live in peace.Besides, Meng Zhangsheng is good-looking and full of poems and books. In front of him, even if he wants to establish the authority of the elders, he feels that he lacks confidence. Seeing that he is obedient on the surface, he will secretly laugh at himself as a country bumpkin!He has always been strong, so how could he fall behind in front of the juniors?Therefore, the more inferior one is, the more fierce one has to pretend on the face.After such a long time, I really began to hate Meng Zhang.

It's just that he patronized his own likes and dislikes, and never considered Zhong Kunyi's feelings.

This is the husband he begged for from His Majesty, and he must love him very much.But he made things difficult for him everywhere, how difficult would it be for him to be caught in the middle?

Seeing Zhong Kunyi's tears, Huang felt ashamed and regretful for a moment, and tremblingly said: "Kun'er, mother and father... mother and father will not embarrass Meng Zhang in the future, you take him back, we Let's have a good time together, okay?"

Zhong Kunyi gently brushed off his hand, a smile uglier than crying, and left without saying a word.

Huang slumped on the ground. He felt that from this moment on, he seemed to have really lost his son.

Yu Xiao didn't expect Juntian's defenders to be so vulnerable, he yelled and scolded for more than ten days before he dared to fight against him, but after the first battle, he was defeated and fled to Fuyu Mountain by abandoning the city.

"Pursue!" Yu Xiao waved his hand to order his troops to take advantage of the victory and pursue him.

"My lord, there may be fraud in this matter." The counselor under his command said.

Yu Xiao smiled disdainfully: "Yanzhou is just a small border town, now that Juntian is in civil turmoil, how can anyone care about this side, it's just a mob here, nothing to be afraid of."

"After that Gongsun Qian arrived in Yanzhou, he rectified his household registration, reclaimed wasteland, and drilled the militia, cutting into the weak points of Yanzhou everywhere. It can be seen that he is a thoughtful and far-sighted person. It is impossible not to prepare for this battle." The counselor Continue to persuade.

At this time, Yu Xiao's heart was full of the Fuyu Mountain gold mine, and he couldn't tell outsiders. Seeing the counselor looking forward and backward, he became a little annoyed and said: "If the military commander is afraid, you might as well stay in the camp, and the king will go after him."

Seeing Yu Xiao say such words, the counselor had no choice but to follow Yu Xiao across the border and chase towards Fuyu Mountain.

"My lord, they have entered the valley." A scout came to report.

Yu Xiao reined in the reins. If he wanted to enter this valley, he had to pass through a narrow pass, which was only wide enough for one person to walk alone.

"Did you see clearly that they all entered the valley?" Yu Xiao asked the scout.

"The villain can see clearly."

At this time, sharp-eyed soldiers saw some luggage left by the Juntian people on the ground, and they must have fled in a hurry. They could not take these things away, so they abandoned them.

"My lord, shall we go into the valley to find them?" asked the general under his command.

Yu Xiao sneered and said, "No need, I'll just stay here and catch a turtle in a jar."

"My lord is wise."

In the sky prison underground of the imperial city, hundreds of people from the Su, Xiao, and Shen families were imprisoned densely. It seems that the sky prison has never been so crowded since it was built.

The prison was dark, Qin Wenyu made a fuss at first, Su Wan leaned against the damp wall, stared outside blankly, without saying a word.

Qin Wenyu pulled Rasuwan's sleeve and asked in panic, "Ma'am, do you know what's going on?"

Su Wan used to hate this servant the most, because he entered the mansion at about the same time as her own, but her husband has always loved him, and finally handed over the right to manage the house to this person.Besides, Xiao Ying was also framed by him, he cursed every day in those days, wishing he could tear him apart.

However, the moment he was captured by the imperial guards and taken into the sky prison, he knew that everything was about to end.

At this moment, what's the point of talking about hate and love?

Qin Wenyu saw that he was in a daze and didn't speak, thinking that he was frightened and stupid, so he had to leave him alone, and looked out by holding the cell door.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a "click" of the prison door, and a tightly wrapped man walked in.

"Thank you, my lord." The man thanked softly, and gave the prisoner a few taels of silver.

The head of the prison weighed it down, and said in a low voice: "Speak quickly, here are all repeat offenders."

When the prison chief left, the man lifted his hood, revealing a face that was somewhat similar to Su Wan's, it turned out to be Su Xiang.

Su Wan stood up in surprise. He had not spoken or moved since he entered the dungeon, but now he finally showed some expression.

Su Xiang looked at him for a long time, finally sighed and said, "I'll come and see you."

Su Wan was startled, and laughed at herself, "You came to see my joke."

"I'm also a ridiculous person, so why laugh at you." Su Xiang shook her head, and handed Su Wan a bag of things.

Su Wan opened it, only to find that it was a pack of snacks of various colors.

There are crystal cakes and Ruyi cakes from Xifuzhai, as well as rose cakes from Rongshengxuan, fresh meat and shrimp dumplings, and almond bergamot.There are all kinds of snacks, all of which are his favorite snacks.

For some reason, Su Wan's tears suddenly flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

He suppressed his sobs, but his throat still seemed to be choked: "You...how did you bring it in?"

Su Xiang looked at him, and said: "If there is no permission from that person, can I enter the prison to visit with a few taels of silver?"

"What does Your Majesty mean?" Su Wan asked.

A trace of sadness flashed across Su Xiang's face, but it was fleeting.

"Now that the dust has settled, His Majesty didn't kill them all, and allowed me to visit you, which can be called a benevolent monarch."

"Hehe," Su Wan sneered: "Since ancient times, if a king or a bandit is defeated, if you dare to do such a thing, you have to expect the result today. I have nothing to complain about. But if you say that Qikun is a benevolent king, I don't care. I dare to agree, it’s just that we can’t figure him out.”

"Your Majesty not only let me go, but also spared Yan'er." Su Xiang said flatly.

"What?" Hearing this, Su Wan couldn't help being a little surprised: "Yan'er... how is Yan'er doing now?" As for Su Yan, as Su Han's most valued junior, he always brought him by his side to teach, and Su Wan was also watching him. When he grew up, his affection was different. When he first heard that Su Yan was able to escape the fate of being beheaded, he was really lucky and admired Qikun's mind.

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The agreed double shift, the power of the wild, go to eat supper, good night