White Feather Huaisha

"Jiangbei" still has a "general" after all.Xie Huai entered the palace seemingly with no escape route, but life and death were another matter.A person like him doesn't want to publicize the thing that he didn't get.

It can be seen that it is difficult.

Su Yu licked his lips, stood up, stomped out a wisp of smoke under his feet, and couldn't help but close his eyes.

That piece of warm jade ghost was on his chest, with a ghostly face facing inward, with the bones of his chest pinched, and a pair of funny and rough ghost eyes with a smile, seeing all the hidden blood and worries in his heart.

It started to snow in the afternoon, Xie Luan was not reprimanded by Empress Li in the central palace, but he was carried to the emperor's bedroom by Yang Ke.

This gray-haired old eunuch is a talented person, with two white and tender paws protecting Xie Huai, Xie Jiang, and Xie Xi, these three unsatisfactory things grew up, and it actually prevented them from being hacked to death by the emperor early.

The old eunuch chief hadn't been in a hurry with anyone for decades, and even his voice was trembling at this moment, "It's just like this when I come back today... Your Highness, please listen to the old slave, don't hate him, don't hate him! Let him Let's go, don't let him go and get angry..."

Sometimes Xie Luan is very similar to Xie Xi, somewhat affectionate.

He has always envied Xie Huai Xie Jiang's hard heart, because as soon as he got to the dragon bed, he smelled that dying but irreversible breath, two lines of tears fell unconsciously.

The Emperor's panting was less severe.Xie Luan has seen veterans who died of illness in the army, and the military doctors call this returning to the light.

Yang Ke pushed him, and Xie Luan quickly wiped away tears, "Father, I am A Luan."

His pale and chapped lips were moving slightly, and he subconsciously listened to him, "What did Emperor Father say?"

That old voice was full of wind and thunder from nine states and blindness for half a lifetime, and it was a bit terrified, "Yuan Qing, my Gu...what is her name..."

Xie Luan only felt a pain in his neck, and was pinched tightly by withered fingers.The emperor sat up halfway, with red eyes behind his gray eyes, and twisted Xie Luan's neck tightly, "Yuan Qing, even you hate me...! What is her name..."

The palace people came up in a panic and pushed away the branches-like fingers. Yang Ke walked up and whispered a few words into the half-deaf ear.

Xie Luan coughed so loudly that his forehead swelled and bulged with blue veins.He lay on the ground, listening to the real and fake cries around him, but he couldn't cry anymore.

He sat upright by the bed and touched the old man's dry eye sockets.

Farewell to the light love, the acquaintance is old, and the twilight of Qingzhong is not in the sound of wind and rain.

The rockets flew across the sky covered with snow and hail, and sank into the national flag with silver and black patterns on the top of Jinling City.

There was a sound of wind, and the fire was extinguished by the wind. A scorched circle of fire appeared on the flag, and the flagpole broke and fell to the ground.

The place where the Changning Pagoda once existed is now like a huge gap in the teeth, allowing the bone-piercing northwest wind to blow all the way south from Jiuhuiling into the throat of Jinling.

Numerous Beiji people in gold and silver armor flocked to the ruins. San Lun looked out from the jujube tree and shouted, "Here we are!"

Su Yu rode his horse and galloped several feet away, then turned around and roared, "Shoot the arrow!"

Wei Mingan, who was on the ruined city wall, lowered his palm, and densely packed black iron arrows passed through the snow wind and scattered into the gap, causing a crowd to turn their backs on their backs.

A Beiji soldier leaped over the arrow array and flew over, and suddenly another arrow flew out of the tree, and went straight into the back of his heart.

San Lun on the tree retracted his bow and shook his hand.

Seeing that the road was blocked, the people from Beiji retreated immediately, and someone flashed back with a knife, not sure if they hit it, but San Lun fell to the ground like a jujube that was just shot down.

Su Yu didn't have time to visit San Lun, only to see the leading general pointing his gun, "Chase!"

——But not everyone can catch up, and a large number of Beiji troops are entangled by the Huben army.But looking to the northwest, across the empty Longqing military tents, one can see the flags fluttering.A few miles further into the wind is Beiji's temporary camp.

Su Yu, who was pointed at the point of the gun, didn't look back, leaned over and pressed against the horse's back, swung the whip down, and there was a crisp cracking sound.

The war horse galloped like lightning, he bent down in the strong wind, picked up the big silver and black flag with a hole in it, carried it on his shoulder, swung his whip perpendicular to the corner of the city wall and ran northward.

The little palace maid blushed, "Your Highness, lift your foot so that these boots can fit."

Xie Luan only listened to the wind outside, and seemed to vaguely hear the shouts of killing outside the city, but in fact he didn't.Li Jungui coughed, and Xie Luan turned his face slightly, but he didn't turn his head.

The head of the state opened his arms and asked the palace man to change into sackcloth for him, and said impatiently: "It's fine if you don't wear it, take him to the front."

Four or five palace guards pushed and shoved Xie Luan to the front hall. The doors and windows were wide open, full of howling wind, and the dragon chairs on the steps were almost frozen to the point of cracking.

The courtiers were vaguely agitated, and only when they saw the filial prince had arrived, did they vaguely lower their voices.

Xie Luan suddenly remembered that when he was a child, Xie Xi, the third elder brother who had the most crooked ways, told him many stories about bad tigers in order to tease Xie Huai.

He can now think of two - one is "three people become a tiger", and the other is "a fox pretends to be a tiger".

He is a man and a fox, but not a tiger.

Behind him is the tiger, one is Xie Huai who gave up the throne to defend the city, and the other is Li Jungui who wants to push him to the throne.

As he passed through the crowd, he could hear the rustling of his clothes.

There were riots all over the city, but they were suppressed quietly.Xie Luan knew that these people all knew, but half of them chose to close their eyes and listen, while the other half picked up a jade pen and wrote five words: "The mob is a rice rat" and presented it to the court.

Yanyan ran with Lin Zhuluo for many days, and she was smashed with these five fluffy words on her face.

He could imagine that Yanyan probably wouldn't cry, she just held her chin and muttered to herself, "Why?"

Why?

With the spirit of freedom in every inch of soil and every strand of blood in the Great Zhou Dynasty, it has long been stripped away day after day and year after year, making it hard to trace all the richness.

Like thousands of knives and slow lingchi, people of later generations look up to this era without pain, just as people of this dynasty talk and laugh at the previous dynasty with a little sarcasm-everyone forgets that they could not crawl on the ground, You don't have to be a laughing ant, or even a bird.

The courtiers are all dressed in white, and untimely thoughts are everywhere.

The last time there was such a scene in Jinling City was three years ago, when Yuan Ye cut his power and went south, thousands of scholars were seen off on Mount She, wearing white clothes.

His father and Yuan Ye had worked together to propose a brand new imperial court, eradicating the chronic diseases and filling them with flesh and blood.It's a pity that the new blood is once again rotten by the "existing" poetry and music, and all true feelings stop at etiquette and righteousness, and stop here.

The rhetoric of the literati is flashy and lofty, "the prosperity of the past is no longer", but the prosperity of the past is more than just the end. "Jade and stone are broken together", and it is not only jade that is broken.

He will become the second Wu Wei. Knowing that he is against Shuo Ye, he can only suffer from snow blindness, making it difficult for him to walk an inch at the top of the Golden Temple.

Xie Luan had never felt so tired before.

——Just outside the Weiyang Hall, Xie Huai once held a pill, intending to untie it and leave the court, never to return.At that time, he felt that his eldest brother was unreasonably rampant, and now he hopes to have the same relief in his hands.

Before entering the palace, he was still complaining why Xie Huai didn't come back.

Putting himself in his shoes, if he was Xie Huai, he would rather fight to the last battle with those sweaty unlined men, which is another kind of "never return".

The ceremonial officer read the emperor's imperial edict in a frenzy, and the eunuch held the tray. Inside was the jade seal that Xie Luan had been peeking at for many years, intertwined with blue and black, carved into dragons and lindens following the momentum of the jade block itself, and the top was carved into a jade seal. The cinnabar-colored webbing, swinging in the wind, hangs down in the wind.

Xie Luan didn't want to touch it, but raised his hand dumbly, took the tassel, held it in front of his eyes, looked at the hard bluestone floor, and suddenly had an absurd idea.

Li Jungui frowned, "Your Majesty is afraid of sinking?"

He stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Xie Luan didn't let go, instead turned his palm over, and suddenly used [-] percent of his strength to hold Zhu Sui tightly.

There was a commotion coming from outside the hall, and some palace people were running towards them in the twilight. "Bang Dang" tripped over the threshold and hurriedly got up, "The king's city, the king's city is broken!"

The Huben army will not rebel without orders, the patrol battalion has been defeated by the Second Longqing army, the Beiji army is still outside the city, and the Gaotang army is far away.If Jinling City is not broken, who will break the King City?

There was a lot of violence in the city, and the people in the palace were furious. Li Jungui didn't care, and repeated: "Your Majesty, be careful if you fall, and the old minister will come and get it."

Xie Luan's eyes that were as clear as a deer suddenly lifted up, and the voice of the young man who had just passed the voice-changing period was a little strangely clear, "Master, respect yourself."

The wind whistled, the snow slammed his face, Su Yu felt nothing on his back, just like an old knife that was worn too thin, he leaned on the horse's back and galloped forward without any hesitation, holding a thick The palm of the flagpole's left hand was slippery with cold sweat.

The flags of foreign countries fluttered in front, gold and silver, sprinkled with sunset clouds, more beautiful than the twilight of Yehuling.

Just like in the early morning many years ago, he pushed open the skylight and looked at the market - the loess rolled up Aoyun's cry, this land is vast and vast, and scars are everywhere.

The siege of Beiji was getting tighter and tighter, Su Yu seemed to have disappeared, and suddenly shot, dragging down a Beiji soldier who was trying to keep pace with him.The man was thrown off the horse with a "bang", Su Yu took the saber from his hand, and wiped the blood that stung his eyes red with the other hand.

The tip of the knife twirled lightly, and the long blade met the flagpole in front of it. Su Yu leaned forward and threw the long knife viciously——

With a sound of "ding", a beam of sharp silver light pierced through the crowded hall like a gust of wind, piercing through the crimson veins on the jade seal like a needle.The tip of the sword sank deeply into the dragon chair on the steps with the jade seal, the black tail was still trembling, and a drop of stagnant blood dripped from the edge of the sword.

Two columns of troops full of bloody and earthy smell separated from the guards of the patrol battalion, and marched to the upper hall like a big ship dividing the sea, the sound of cold iron was loud and clear.

The man in front of the hall stood idly with a slender scabbard. Although the battle armor was badly torn, the murderous aura on the male side continued to flow through the bones. From the waistline to the chin, all the lines were bright and dark. Xie Huai!

Xie Luan bit her lower lip violently.

Xie Huai squinted his eyes and didn't move for a long time as if he wanted to see his skill in threading the needle and threading the dragon chair.

Yan Yufei was able to pass the advice of Guo Danpi, the number one scholar in the flattery department, hesitated for a moment, and coughed in a pretentious and unskilled voice behind him.Sure enough, Xie Huai came back to his senses, clapped his hands, raised his leg...then tripped over the half-knee-high threshold.

Yan Yufei quickly gave him a hand, and he changed the angle as usual, stepped over the threshold and walked in, even stepped on the height with his heel, and muttered: "Turn back to trip people, and I will dismantle it for you tomorrow. "

He was tall and long-legged, and he walked with the wind. The edict had not been put away in the eunuch's hand, but was torn by the wind like scrap paper, and he read it at a glance.

The steps were silent, hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at him.

Xie Huai raised his gaze, turned sideways, and squeezed his eyes to Xie Luan, who was pursing his lips under the steps.

Immediately, he sat down on the broken dragon chair with a long sword hanging on it and a jade seal hanging on it. He habitually raised his long legs and threw the things in his hand down casually.

The paper with wet ink was flying around, Yan Yufei quickly reached out to grab it, and handed it to Xie Luan respectfully.

Xie Huai stroked his chin and said in thought: "You are still the prince, and you can still use it next time. Keep it."

Li Jungui didn't make a sound, and one of his disciples shouted angrily: "Your Majesty has ascended the throne! Your Highness King Huai, quickly—"

Xie Huai seemed to be listening very carefully, with an almost sincere expression.

...so sincere that I dare not admit it.

The doorman silently closed his mouth, feeling that King Huai might be taken away by someone.

It was silent for a long time again, and the doorman tentatively said: "Huai..."

Before the words fell, Xie Huai raised his chin abruptly, ready to open his mouth.The doormen thought that he was going to scold someone, so they prepared the steel scalp and put it on, but saw that he yawned admirably, and after a while he said in a daze, "Say it again?"

The chests of the old people under the white clothes all over the court were beating drums. I don't know what kind of medicine this person sells.

"Your Highness has overstepped the rules," Li Jungui finally said, "The decree has been promulgated, the seal has been handed, the dragon chair has a new owner, and your majesty is—"

Xie Huai leaned on the chair, only stretched out one index finger, and shook his poor finger cherishingly, interrupting the speech for the second time, seemed to be impatient, and the tone of his voice was slightly prolonged by two and a half minutes, "Examination to the Prince In my hand, the seal is under the king's sword, and the dragon chair is already a remnant."

"Besides, the patriarch, your majesty is 'Your Majesty'. According to the rules of which dynasty, generation and surname, Zhunyun Guozhang calls himself Cangjie and creates a 'Little Majesty'?"