Chaotic times Shura way

They bowed their heads in greeting.He was as quiet as a lotus, but when he opened his lips, he was icy and cold, with an inexplicable threat, "It's late, it's really inconvenient for me to see you, if the little prince has something important to discuss with the landlord, I'm willing to make proper arrangements. "

"Boldly making trouble for the people!" The noble general was furious, and raised the two badges on his waist, "How dare you stop me?"

The disciples in the building saw that Protector You was verbally insulted by Jing Huankang, and their attitude was even more unfriendly.Having cultivated the backbone of not fearing power over the years, they only glanced at the token and sneered a few times: "This door is entered by the order of the landlord, and there is no rule of preferential treatment for anyone."

"Chichuan Palace?"

Everyone was amazed, when they saw the red cloak coming out of the building, together with Oak, they all called out in unison:

"Landlord!"

Ouyang Shaoming took Qingyuan with him, and frowned when he saw Jing Huankang who was panting anxiously.

"Solanum nigrum pattern?" The major general beside him exclaimed in a low voice, "This is Lingfei's military token."

The man frowned even deeper, looked at Qing Yuan, nodded immediately and said indifferently:

"My lord, come in."

In Guyue Mountain, all birds are silent, and there is not even half a buzz of insects.

A group of people left the city from the northeast gate, passed through the Hannan Plain, and drove up the hillside quietly.

The leader held an arrow on his back and held a crossbow, and the whole cavalry, like a poisonous snake watching in the dark, arrived at the dense forest in a blink of an eye along the Fenli River.

Suddenly the flames were bright in the dense forest, the man shook his horse, immediately turned his horse away, and cut obliquely into the dark clumps, but saw two figures guarding the entrance of the path, one of them held a sword and fan, and smiled freely:

"It turns out that someone is so refined that he deliberately came to Guyue Mountain in the dark to enjoy the scenery."

The other person cast a cold gaze, "General Fang, why did you go to the sky prison late at night?"

In the black light and black fire, the cavalry shoulders vaguely resemble the style of the Imperial City Imperial Army, and the leader of the cavalry team is Fang Rusong, the commander of the imperial army.

"Guyue Mountain is an important place for the Forbidden Army, what's wrong with me here?" He looked at the two of them, "Major General Qingyuan, your position of command has been cut off, so it's wrong to trespass here with Master Chunri."

"Mountains can serve as a screen, grass can serve as a mat, where in the world is not a view?" Ouyang Shaoming raised his cloak, his arrogance filled the sky, "I will enjoy the night with the major general, do we have to choose a place?"

In the blink of an eye, this forbidden army was surrounded by people from Chunrilou.

"The general received a message from the soldiers in the sky prison and urgently needed to rush to help. Are you trying to obstruct it?"

"Are these really the brothers of the imperial army?" With the firelight, Qingyuan became suspicious at a glance, "Why have I never seen them in the imperial city?"

"The major general hasn't returned to court for a long time, so he doesn't know that the imperial city is in a different situation. If I tell the Holy One what happened tonight, you won't be spared like before." Fang Rusong looked up at him, "You two better get out of the way."

The man blocking the way shook his head and smiled.

"Do you dare to take a gamble?" Fang Rusong raised his head, "If I don't make it in time, the dungeon may be very dangerous!"

"Why do you want me to believe your one-sided story?" Ouyang Shao said indifferently: "The truth may also be that after you are released from the mountain, the dungeon will be dangerous, right?"

——He actually tore face off with the imperial guards in public!

"Brave maniac! How dare you spray people with blood?"

"Who is locked in the prison, you and I are very clear." He stroked the wooden fan bones one by one with five fingers, and there was evil intention in his words, "I just dare not bet on my friend's life, so I want leave you here."

Fan together, sword out.

All of Haruhi's disciples suddenly mobilized, and they immediately fell into a melee with that team of forbidden troops. The clash of weapons resounded through the empty mountain.

The difference in numbers between the two sides is not far away, but there are two super masters on the side of Chunrilou. When the disciples are struggling to fight, the two of them cooperate seamlessly and easily handle all enemies. With few names and backs, after a few rounds of fighting, Chunrilou was able to hold the upper hand in the hands of the imperial army!

"Don't strike too hard!" Qingyuan knew the martial arts routines of the three guards of the imperial city well, after repelling a few soldiers, he collected two successes, leaned against Ouyang Shaoming's back and shouted: "They are real imperial guards. !"

In the past ten years, due to a sudden rise in martial arts due to one person, no one has ever been able to ask him to keep his hand.

At this moment, the feeling of cutting jade was exactly as Qingyuan said, the cold light on the tip of the sword suddenly disappeared, and the sword move was no longer a fierce and deadly sword move.

Ouyang Shaoming turned his head back during the battle, stuck it to Qingyuan's ear, and suddenly said in a low voice:

"You're right, we fell for it."

Everything is exactly as Fang Rusong said, the prison has reached an extremely dangerous moment.

All the soldiers were foaming at the mouth and lying all over the cell corridor, not only their faces were distorted, but their death conditions were also extremely horrific.

——The entire Heavenly Prison Forbidden Army was wiped out in an instant.

The intestinal poison/drug is naturally prepared by the enemy in advance, but the imperial army is gone, and the opponent's target is the only major general in the prison who has not retreated from the bloody battle.

These prison breakers from outside the city are all masters in the Central Plains martial arts, and their strength is a hundred times stronger than the elite Imperial Guards in Southern Chu.

The young man in the bitter battle has fought against a hundred with one blow, and he is almost at the end of his battle.

The visitors all covered their faces with black cloths, and all used the whips that are good for twisting swords. The combined attack technique was perfect, and the strategy adopted was exactly the strategy of restraining top swordsmen, which was even more powerful in the narrow corridor of the dungeon.

The sword light is like snow, and the more the battle, the brighter it becomes.The dozen or so killers who attacked together could no longer withstand the severe cold sword energy, they all flew back in unison, replaced by another group of companions who had already recharged their batteries, and started the next elimination battle.

Numerous whip shadows acted as a hood, and the young man slashed with his sword vertically, but was always bound by one of the long whips around his right ankle.All the surrounding people retracted their hands into their sleeves, pressed the button, hundreds of arrows pierced through the air, chirping softly, attacking the young man's body!

Several waves of real strength came from the long whip, the young man resisted with strength, but the quenched blue arrow was close to him, he bit his lower lip fiercely, and shouted sharply:

"Chop the wind!"

The wind is fast, and the sword of chopping the wind is even faster, and the sword qi weaves into a net that can't even penetrate half a wisp of breeze.

All the arrow tails seemed to have eyes, and they paused for a moment in mid-air, and then they were rolled back by the sword force until they retreated. There was a continuous sound of "poof", and none of them penetrated into the body of the arrow shooter!

The young man was extremely exhausted and breathless, he used his whole body's true energy to activate Yujian's seven postures, and without resistance, his ankle bones were shattered a moment ago.

He is still guarding the deepest cell in the sky prison.

——Since the fierce fight, the pair of military boots have been nailed to the prison door, and no one has yet been able to make him step aside!

He calmed down his panting, looked up in a blink of an eye, and an astonishing murderous look appeared in his eyes again.

"There are only a thousand dead men who can advance to the realm, and today there are a hundred of them..." The young man licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his throat was distorted after being stabbed. "It's a great honor to meet at the right time."

"Stop making wild words, the deputy envoy has ordered that you will use your Bai Lingfei's blood to sacrifice hundreds of dead souls under the holy lake of my religion!"

"Let me ask again... the people in here were also poisoned to death by you?"

"Naturally, how can the Pope allow there are still people alive here?"

"Really?" The young man flipped his wrist, pointed his sword at the killer, and gradually showed a mocking smile that didn't match his face——

"It just so happens that I want to use your blood to lay a grave for my two little ones."

Yujian Seven Styles is the ultimate swordsmanship of Yujianmen. Any style is extremely powerful, and it is never used lightly in a battle. However, the exhausted young man suddenly bit his lip, and the white light burst out. There is no real shadow.

The snowflakes are flying violently, although the long whip is soft, it is still not as soft as the light frost that can wrap around the fingers and stick to the skin——

A type of "asking for love", meeting the swordsman, only to end up splashing blood and falling to the ground.

The religion has been founded for hundreds of years, but only this famous blade can be regarded as the constant nightmare of the Guangmingjiao.

"——If you want to lay a tomb, you have to share his share. I'm afraid you may have fewer people this time..."

The young man staggered a step, and stood in the pile of flesh and blood he had chopped into pieces, with the tip of his sword pointing straight ahead, wanting to fight fiercely to the point of exhaustion!

Those killers felt a chill in their hearts. Seeing him returning to the look of madness beside the holy lake, screaming and rushing to kill, they finally used the assassin's trumpet of Ming Cult slayers!

——Black light!

"Damn... how can it be so difficult to walk!"

Jing Huankang came to Guyue Mountain with the Chunrilou team, and after meeting Fang Rusong halfway, he quietly retreated in the battle circle——

He is the little prince who is destined to enjoy life, how can he sacrifice his life here?

He went down the mountain in the direction he came from, but looked back from time to time——

The nightshade badge is still on the waist.

The major general told himself that he "must complete this task", obviously he did live up to his entrustment and brought landlord Kasuga to help him, but... his conscience is really bad.

According to the development of the situation tonight, the crown prince in the sky prison may be in danger. Looking at the appearance of the major general, he will definitely rush to the sky prison to rescue him... At least I saved myself on the city wall, so Wouldn't it be... a bit immoral to pat your butt and slip away?

The young little prince couldn't resist the battle between heaven and man, so he pulled his horse back, showed off his riding skills perfectly, turned around and walked away, the closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more he felt something wrong in his heart——

In the range outside the prison, even the air is filled with a faint smell of blood!

The first thing he saw was a black figure exiting from the prison.The figure was very familiar, seeing the corpses of Chunrilou disciples outside the prison, he suddenly realized and shouted:

"The right protector?"

The man was about to show his body again and return to the dungeon, but when he heard the words, he froze for a moment, raised his empty hand, wiped it on his face, and then slowly turned around: "Little prince?"

Oak didn't have a weapon in his hand, but blood dripped from his fingertips and dripped from under his black clothes to the ground.

Seeing this situation, no matter how innocent Jing Huankang was, he knew that the battle in the prison was brutal, and none of the people in the Chunri Building survived, and even Li Mu, who was one of the best martial artists in the building, was severely injured.

Jing Huankang stepped forward to support him, but Li Mu's eyes turned cold, and he pinched his pulse.

"ah?"

"The landlord knew that what happened tonight was unusual, so he decided to divide the army into two groups, and sent me to the sky prison to find out what happened... Unexpectedly, before I arrived in the prison, I was ambushed by the enemy."

The right protector's face was as pale as death, as if he was trying to endure the internal injury, he closed his eyes to calm down his breath, and after a while he said calmly: "I don't know what the situation is in the prison now, I'm going to be bold, and I want to invite Deputy Captain Jing to come in with me for inspection."

Jing Huankang's face froze, and he forced a dry smile, "It's not impossible, you...you lead the way."

The light in Li Mu's eyes changed slightly, but his expression of indifference remained unchanged, he took out Huo Yi, and led Jing Huankang through the gate of the prison.

The candlesticks in the prison were all extinguished, and Jing Huankang followed the oak wood in the few inches of space where the firelight reached. He saw the corpses of soldiers along the way. Limbs, as arrogant as him, dare not take a breath——

"This, this... what is it?"

The prison cell at the end of the corridor was right in front of you, and densely packed iron needles nailed the entire iron door.

The three iron locks on the prison door have been thrown off and fell to the ground, but the iron door is still tightly closed.

"They couldn't achieve their conspiracy, so naturally they could only choose to commit suicide on the spot." Oak looked around at the corpses all over the place, and said coldly, "The power of a hidden weapon that can penetrate through iron doors and drill through every hole must be from the hands of Mingjiao."

He clasped his fists and folded his sleeves, lowered his head to the iron gate and said, "I'm going to protect the Dharma in Xiachunri Building, follow the orders of the building owner, and come to rescue His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

After a series of explosions, all the hidden weapons instantly took away the brilliance of Jiuxuan.

Bai Lingfei clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, and everything seemed to go back to the scene when he rushed to Kunlun with a single thought and persistence.

Jiaowang Fuguang took action himself, flying down from the altar beside Jinghu Lake to intercept and kill him.

That palm directly surpassed the heaven and the earth, and he held the saber tightly, paused for a moment, and swiped back the half-used "Wuyun" sword style.

On the line of life and death, he suddenly changed his tactics and killed himself.

That was my young self, a firm promise to my senior brother: the last move of the seven moves, "Wu Yun", will only be shown to him after practice.

Four years later, in the Forbidden Army Prison, there is also a certain death dilemma.

Bai Lingfei gently turned his wrist, concentrating on the master's unique hand gesture——

The sixth form, the world of mortals.

The sword rain turned into clear smoke, but the sword energy did not come out.

After an earth-shattering loud noise, the iron chain lock that originally required three keys to open was being shattered by the internal force!

The iron door slammed open, and a hand stretched out from behind the door, pulling the boy into the cell in a matter of seconds!

The iron gate closed again.

The iron needle that swept across the entire porch finally nailed two inches into the iron door.

"You...you don't take Father's ban seriously...cough!"

Jing Yan pushed his back against the iron gate, halfway through the joke, he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

Bai Lingfei hugged him in shock, clasped his palms together, and as soon as he sent out his true energy, the young man's expression changed drastically, "You are not poisoned...but how could the pulse energy be so weak!"

The Mingjiao killer outside the door still tried to hit the prison door, Jing Yan had exhausted all his internal strength in order to shatter the iron chain, and could no longer speak, so he could only hold himself back to prevent himself from fainting, and used his own weight to hold the iron door.However, months of claustrophobia, exhaustion and exhaustion, no matter how high the skill is, how can it withstand the red-eyed Mingjiao dead soldiers?

Shocked by his inner strength, his face was covered with blood from coughing, Bai Lingfei couldn't bear to look any longer, without even thinking about it, he took Jiu Xuan as a door bolt, sent him across, and firmly locked the prison door!

Jing Yan reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips, and said to Bai Lingfei who was hugging him with difficulty:

"Your teacher's treasure... just don't want it like this...?"

"Even you are gone, what do you need a sword for?" The warmth in his embrace was so real, it made his mind burn like a red pain.Bai Lingfei took a deep breath, his eyes were as clear as autumn water, "Jiuxuan is made of extreme northern black iron, and it can't be broken easily, unless Master lied to me... But if it is really broken, you will pay me with the heartless sword in the future."

"The right protector in Xiachunri Building, follow the orders of the building owner, and come to rescue His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The cell was silent for a while, followed by the sound of metal hitting blades.

The iron door was opened to the inside, and a man was seen sitting cross-legged on the couch with his eyes closed, his face was half covered with blood, he seemed to be half human and half ghost.

The next moment, a major general in light armor stood out from behind the door holding a sword. He first glanced at Jing Huankang behind him, then cast his gaze on Li Mu, and smiled faintly at the two of them.

"Major General..."

Bai Lingfei nodded slightly to Jing Huankang, "Your Highness is all right now." Fu turned to Li Mu again, "Where is Master Ouyang?"

"The landlord is setting up an formation at the foot of the mountain, waiting to intercept the uninvited guests, and now he should rush to the prison at full speed."

The three of them were inside and outside the prison door, Bai Lingfei was calm and composed, and the oak wood was as elegant as a lotus, but Jing Huankang scratched his head and hands, completely unsure how to deal with the silence.

A few moments later, there was a melodious and deep breath from inside the cell, and Bai Lingfei's eyes lit up, because he knew that Jing Yan had completely recovered.

At the same time, people from the brigade outside the sky prison rushed in and went straight to the end of the prison road.

Jing Huankang and Li Mu turned sideways, Bai Lingfei raised his jaw, and couldn't help smiling.

——I saw soldiers of the Forbidden Army being followed by the disciples of Chunri Building one by one, and Fang Rusong was surrounded by Ouyang Shaoming and Qing Yuan, one on the left and one on the right. When he saw the major general standing at the junction of light and shadow in the cell, his face suddenly seemed to be slapped one bar.

"General Fang is late." Bai Lingfei was not polite, "In the middle of the night, the mysterious master bloodbathed the prison, and His Royal Highness was seriously injured. May I ask what is the explanation from the commander of the imperial army?"

"This general also came here to receive a message, but he was ambushed at the foot of the mountain, how could he have any explanation." Fang Rusong said angrily, "You have been in prison all this time, so you should explain why the brothers in the imperial army died so tragically here!"

"No problem." Bai Lingfei nodded briskly, "Vice Captain Jing, lift the man at your feet and ask him to explain to the general."

Jing Huankang wanted to cry but had no tears.

... The man at your feet is no longer human!Is this to ask with the disabled hand or severed head!

Fang Rusong was powerless to retaliate against the young man's sarcastic remarks—although the commander of the forbidden army has been stationed in the imperial city for many years, how could he be blamed for such a major incident in the sky prison!

"Are you determined to report to His Majesty early?" Fang Rusong sneered, "You've missed a little bit—Your Majesty may not take the matter of the prison to heart."

"Maybe that's true, but he doesn't allow His Highness to be destroyed by others. General Fang, do you want to discuss this condition, or not?"

The fact is just like what Bai Lingfei said, after the emperor put Jing Yan into the sky prison, he ordered the imperial army to carry out various private punishments and tortures, but he clearly forbade others to kill the crown prince.

Only the imperial decree can bring Jing Yan to a dead end; other people's vain attempts to harm the crown prince will only arouse public anger and force the prince/son/party to fight to the death.

——In just a short time after entering the court, he actually grasped the emperor's mind so clearly... As the commander of the imperial army, he had to rely on his status to speak well in front of the emperor, so that he could survive the bloody disaster in the prison Excuse me!

Fang Rusong was speechless.

"Of course you know what conditions I will put forward." Bai Lingfei said indifferently: "From this moment on, all soldiers are strictly forbidden to torture His Highness. In order to ensure that the general keeps his word, I have the authority to enter and exit the prison at any time."

"Do you think you can ride on the imperial army's head if you are in the Royal Forest Army?" Fang Rusong sneered, "With a cheap dog that serves people in Israel? Don't even think about it in eight lifetimes."

Qing Yuan had already raised his fist, if Ouyang Shaoming hadn't stopped him stubbornly, he would have roared and erupted.

"If you dare to insult Lingfei again, you'd better pray for me to be imprisoned for life."

The voice sounded behind Bai Lingfei, neither high nor low, but as cold as steel, everyone in the prison could hear clearly:

"Otherwise, I will also order the black yarn on your head and the head on your neck."

With just this one word, Jing Huankang and the others couldn't help but straighten their waists and chests, as if they were receiving instructions from the coach, and they dared not show a little frivolity and disrespect!

Qing Yuanxi exclaimed in a low voice, "Your Highness!"

Bai Lingfei remained indifferent all along, but smiled with his lips curled up.

In the darkness, Jing Yan focused on Bai Lingfei bathed in the candlelight, his firm figure shielding him from all sharp points.

——Until many years later, the emperor who ruled the world still could not forget the night they lived and died together in the cell.

That night was very long, after the young man helped himself to regain his vitality, his eyes became dazzled, and the sharpness of snow light all over his body suddenly faded away.

Obviously unwilling to kill, the scarlet still wets the skin of the two of them bit by bit along his finger wrists.

The young man lowered his eyes, holding back the guilt left behind every time he was stained with blood.

Between them, there is only such a cruel hug.

"We are so murderous, and sooner or later there will be retribution." The Crown Prince joked, "You should restrain yourself, otherwise what will you do if you kill your husband?"

The young man chuckled, "...you think too much, Your Highness is a few feet taller than me, and I'm the one to be afraid of."

At that time, he was arrogant and not afraid of going against the sky, and he was sharp and not afraid of being broken; how could the trajectories of those two stars be destined to be catastrophe at this moment?

The author has something to say: This chapter really sets the tone for the two of His Royal Highness, Xiao Fei. In fact, until the end, they are still bleeding thicker than whose hands.I often think that the two of them are like a biological chain, His Highness is for the sake of the common people, and Xiao Fei has devoted his whole life to him, um, a little worried.

☆, snow on the platform

In the early morning of the next day, the emperor summoned Fang Rusong, the commander-in-chief of the imperial army, and Bai Lingfei, the top commander of the Imperial Forest Army, to the palace to recount the shock/change in the prison in person.Xu Ru, Ye Mingqin and others expected that the emperor did not mention the matter. However, the crown prince was ambushed and murdered one after another. , removed Fang Rusong as the guard of the imperial city, and ordered him to be stationed in Guyue Mountain.The Imperial Forest Army immediately enjoyed great power, and Bai Lingfei even took charge of guarding the outer palace, inner city, and Chengguang Hall, becoming the actual commander of the three guards.

In less than half a year, this young man has demonstrated his amazing ability, repeating the legend of the past without any mistakes.

Bai Lingfei added armor, but the prince/son/party had a few more boulders stuck in their hearts:

With repeated appointments, the emperor is gradually pushing the situation to a dead end.

In the past, the imperial court wrestled with many parties, but now it is gradually focusing on Bai Lingfei.He is caught in the net, knowing that the spider is spinning silk, but he has no choice but to struggle.After a long time, the prey will eventually show its flaws, and there will be no other end except being strangled to death.

The emperor knew that the crown prince was so powerful that he would never be convicted, and he wanted to numb all the officials, so he chose the most suitable breakthrough——

Bai Lingfei.

Taking on repeated heavy responsibilities, there is absolutely no possibility that nothing will go wrong.The higher the boy is praised today, the harder he will fall in the future.

When everyone was still struggling, Dijun looked down from the throne - he just had to figure out when to close the net.

Endless scheming, internal strife, defense, and military training all overwhelm the young man day by day, and he can even see the outline of his bones under the silver armor.

And the time to close the net, after all, has arrived.

On the ninth day of November, the first batch of disaster relief food was successfully delivered to various places in the south of the Yangtze River, and the severe famine/famine in winter was postponed, finally suppressing public grievances a little.On the same day, the rebellions in Guangxi and Anhui were finally suppressed.Two days later, the commander-in-chief, King Anqing, went up to play, and the troops returned to the court in a short time, and escorted the leaders of the rebellion, together with [-] captured refugees, back to Pingjing.

This memorandum will lead to another war in the future.

Anqing Wang Lichen, who suppressed the rebellion, should be sentenced to severe punishment for the first rebellion, and sent [-] refugees to Hainan as a warning.This proposal was strongly opposed by Yushitai and the Ministry of Military and Criminal Affairs.As soon as the Yizheng Academy in Jixian Lane heard about this incident, they went to Yushitai to try to stop it.

At that time, King Chichuan had returned to Xiangzhou, but he was still concerned about the political situation in Pingjing. He pointed out that the disaster of the refugees was all caused by the order to reclaim wasteland.

The court held heated discussions for several days, and the emperor finally accepted the suggestion of Yan Yi, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and sentenced the leader of the refugees to beheaded for public display, and the rest of the prisoners were exiled to Hainan for thousands of miles.The Land Cultivation Order was promulgated during the period of supervising the country. The responsibility for the rebellion should be borne by Crown Prince Jing Yan. Since the charges have not yet been determined, no punishment has yet been given.

Yushitai is probably the most angry place in Pingjing at present.

In Du Yushi's study, a stern reprimand was about to leave.

In the cold early morning, Ouyang Shaoming put on a coat and waited outside the door, he was used to it.

He has been in and out of Yushitai for a long time, and he has fully experienced the nature of scholars here.This group of scholars are all famous masters in the field of writing, holding an ink-stained Chiyuqing in their hands.Both censors have been in court for many years, and their tempers are still restrained. Other censors such as Zhongcheng and servant censors are more difficult to provoke than the little fried hair raised in his building.

I only heard a young voice roaring through the tile roof:

"How could Your Majesty be so indiscriminate and ruthless? He has been in the palace for a long time, how could he understand the plight of refugees who will starve to death if they don't turn back! If His Highness is still in charge of the country, the relief food has already been sent to the south of the Yangtze River. Rebellion?" The voice was so angry that it took a few breaths before it could continue: "Now the rebellion is not successful, and instead of earning a living, I was sentenced to be beheaded. This kind of inhumanity, I really feel ashamed of myself!"

It seems that this kid's fighting power is amazing, and I am afraid that the life of both censors will be even more difficult than his.

Ouyang Shaoming listened with great interest, but every sentence of the young censor was deceitful and offending, but no matter what he said, it was pleasant to his ears.

"This can only be said in Yushitai... Your Majesty wants to strengthen the imperial court and expressly express that no matter how we resist, he will always be the one who holds the power of life and death."

"Hey...you have to learn to accept some things. Even we can't save the leaders of these refugees."

"If these refugees are really killed, there will be widespread grievances and unimaginable consequences. Lord Youdu Yushi, please allow all Yushi to write a letter to His Majesty together!"

"Your Majesty is determined, even if hundreds of officials write a letter, it will be useless."

Both censors sighed in unison, as if they were exhausted.

"Zhengfeng, you go out first, recharging your energy for the next useful play is better than struggling meaninglessly."

"My lord!" The young censor wanted to say more, but perhaps he was waved back by the two leaders, and finally left in a low voice.

As soon as the door opened, Ouyang Shaoming had a face-to-face meeting with the furious censor.

——The censor named Zhengfeng is very young, and listening to the conversation in the study room, it seems that the two superiors value him a lot.In other words, he was either born in a famous family, or possessed amazing talents.

The young censor looked angry, but because he recognized him, he curbed his anger a little and nodded in salute:

"Lord Ouyang."

Although the kid has fine features, his angry expression has the shadow of a little fried hair.

Ouyang Shaoming nodded and smiled at him, and casually entered the study.

Over the past few months, the scale of writing in Jixian Lane has not decreased, but due to the rebellion of the refugees, the memorial has recently turned to focus on the emperor's killing order.The two top censors were full of helplessness, and they discussed with Ouyang Shaoming for a while before the latter left.

The king of Anqing leads troops to quell the chaos, the crown prince awaits sentencing, and the emperor decides to kill the refugees... The conflicts in the imperial city have reached a fever pitch.

Bai Lingfei, the general guard of the imperial city, advised Chen Jin about the execution of traitors, but Bai Lingfei, the general guard of the imperial city, advised Chen Jin for an hour.Contrary to the expectations of the imperial court, the celebrity did not impress the emperor, and was even ordered to be dragged out of the imperial study room, where he was given a [-]-strand stick in front of everyone.Afterwards, the emperor issued a strict order that anyone who discusses the matter of refugees again, regardless of their official position, will be punished with a stick.

The whole city of Pingjing knew about this matter. The Yuying Sword was enshrined in the Fengjiang Pavilion in the imperial city since the founding of the country, and the Jiuxuan Sword was buried deeply in the hearts of the people of Southern Chu, and they have been revered from generation to generation.Ever since Bai Lingfei held Yufeng Yujian at the Pingtian Festival, Yujianmen has once again become an unshakable symbol in their eyes. Now how can they just sit back and watch the young sect master suffer innocently!

Since the crown prince was imprisoned, the public's dissatisfaction with the emperor has soared to the peak in an instant.The resistance further intensified, and the censors including the minister of punishment, Zhongcheng of Dali Temple, and Yushitai were hit by the imperial staff one after another. In Jixian Lane, the memorials stamped with gold seals were still being sent to the emperor one after another.The emperor had endured it for a long time, and finally Longyan was furious in the early court, and ordered the imperial army to bring Princess Yiya back to the palace within three days.

Pingjing City already has a premonition that this battle without gunpowder will be the last battle concerning the fate of the crown prince.

Even Nie Jingchuan, the most visionary in the building, wrote a sentence in the report sent to the Pingjing main building:

The sword on the knife is not controlled by the destiny, but only by man.

Ouyang Shaoming didn't want to admit it, but his left protector never made a mistake in judging the current situation.

Hundreds of officials dissuaded, Yu Shitai wrote a letter, and Jixian Lane objected... If none of these can shake the emperor's determination, it is not only the refugees who are in danger.

The golden willows in Pingjing are so withered that there is no green left, and the pistils have fallen in late autumn and winter, withered flowers and ruins everywhere.

The air in Chudu already has a hint of frosty coolness, and the first snow of this winter is coming soon.

Ouyang Shaoming walked into Jixian Lane full of thoughts, and returned to the platform of Xiaozhu Tower.

Beside the wooden railing on the opposite platform, the man in Tsing Yi sat leaning on the railing, lost in thought.

Ouyang Shaoming walked up to him, half knelt down, and Linfen Lishui with him.

"There are memorials against the execution everywhere in the imperial city, but the king's mind has been decided, and King Anqing has set up a squadron in Anhui, and he will arrive in Pingjing in half a month at the latest. By then, the crime will be announced to the world in the city. "Chun Ri said in a low voice: "In the imperial edict, the crown prince and the refugees will be punished together."

After hearing this, Qing Yuan surprisingly didn't respond.

The last lingering wind of early winter blows over Fenlishui, and Pingjing...it turns out that it is time for snow.

He looked down at the long sword resting at his feet.

The sword was given to him by its owner on a scorching summer morning, and in a blink of an eye, summer turned to autumn, and then from autumn to winter... However, the man might not be able to feel the changing seasons in the prison.

The emperor can not only issue an edict to kill the refugees, but also can do the same to the sword owner of this divine sword.How can the king of a country have someone who wants to kill but fails?

"Just now Oak gave me a secret letter from the Royal Forest Army."

Qingyuan was shocked suddenly, and looked at Ouyang Shaoming.This naval commander was once famous in the canal with him, but at this moment he frowned tightly, not hiding his panic, and asked softly: "What did Lingfei say?"

"The secret letter I left for you, I will never read it privately." Ouyang Shaoming handed over a letter slip, Qingyuan tore apart the lacquer, glanced over it, but was speechless with regret.

The victims of the disaster will be ruthlessly killed, and the confidant of eight years will also perish unjustly. Is he still going to live in Jixian Lane secretly, seeing all this happen and being powerless to save it!

Since the days of hiding in the Chunri Building, all the grief and anger that had been accumulated under him surged like a tide, Qingyuan slowly clenched the heartless sword, turned around and flung his sleeves away.

Ouyang Shaoming felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and finally pulled him over and locked him in his arms.

"Every time Bai Lingfei sees him, he always asks you to stay here, don't you understand?"

"I don't understand!" Qing Yuan was holding back his emotions, and shouted tremblingly: "So what if I understand? Could it be possible to save His Highness?"

Ouyang Shaoming hugged him tightly, and was also looking at the precious blade that lacked the sword master and dimmed its divine light.

"The two words in his mind are not Tiger Talisman, not the throne, you and I know it well."

"He didn't hide the confidants of the Ministry of War, and he couldn't afford to take care of his soldiers... Only you are different. He tried his best to hide you in Jixian Lane, and asked me to protect you with the power of Chunrilou, because you are his The most critical sword in your hand."

"If the ending is irreversible, even if people are destroyed, the sword must not be broken. Without the command of the Yinglong Army, what else does Southern Chu have to go to the Northern Expedition?"

Fenlishui sails come and go. There are more merchant ships than ever at this time of the year, and the ships are full of grain drawn from various places.

Qingyuan stared blankly at the river, and slowly pushed back, feeling empty and tired all over his body, moreover, powerless.

"Lingfei is going to take the last dangerous move... Knowing that the emperor can give up even the relationship between father and son, he bet that His Majesty would not dare to kill the master of Yujian sect." He closed his eyes sadly, "He can't bet on this game. At this time , How can I hide my conscience and hide in Jixian Lane."

"You are different from Bai Lingfei." Ouyang Shaoming rubbed his hair, and whispered in his ear: "He can go all out for Jing Yan, but I can't let you go with him, not even once."

Li Hong's green clothes were dyed with a few traces of warmth, and even the winter wind lessened the chill.

Qingyuan shivered slightly, feeling the only warmth from Chudu warming him in his embrace.

After a long time, he turned around and wrapped his arms around the man's back with trembling strength.

On the platform, two figures hugged each other and overlooked the Fenli River. The north wind was biting cold, but the air between them was instantly ignited.

Ouyang Shaoming's heart felt hot, and he lowered his head slowly while staring.

The kiss fell very lightly, and the arrogant overlord actually lowered his body, comforting his lover with unprecedented tenderness.

Qingyuan was at a loss for a moment, and subconsciously stroked the man's chest.

...Under the red clothes, there are still marks from the sword wound caused by him.This man had already abandoned his sword for him once on the Xiangjiang River.

How slow is he to understand this man until now?

That persistence has always been his unique favor.On weekdays, he talked nonsense about himself as "the landlord's wife" and the two "lived in the same room". Those ambiguities were not trying to deceive him.

After thinking for so long, it turned out that Ouyang Shaoming had expressed his affection to him long ago.

He couldn't help sticking closer, and raised his head to draw the kiss deeper.

——Such an initiative to send a kiss is the most frank and straightforward acceptance for the stubborn Commander Ying Long.

Frost flew down in mid-air in Pingjing, and snow finally descended on the Chu capital that had been dirty for too long.

In the light snow on the platform, the owner of Chunri tightened his grip tightly on his little fried hair, domineering, wanting to ask for more, leaving breath in every inch of his mouth, even his lips were swollen, before he was willing to move Qingyuan open.

The corners of Qingyuan's eyes were red, his eyes were moist, and he was panting slightly, already deprived of oxygen from being kissed.

The joy in Ouyang Shaoming's heart was a thousand times better than flying the Nine Profound Sword.He closely caught Qingyuan's eyes looking left and right, first he curled his lips into a smile, then the smile turned into a chuckle, and the chuckle turned into a wanton laugh.

"...If you laugh at me again, I'll cut you off!" Qing Yuan pretended to draw out the Heartless Sword, panting and roaring.

He must have suddenly lost his mind!What the hell has he done! ! !

Absolutely impossible!How could he kiss this guy!

It's a kiss, yes, ah! !

How about face?What about ethics?He might as well just jump into Fenlishui!

Ouyang Shaoming spared no effort to easily make Qingyuan explode again: "You say no, but your body is very honest."

screw you!What the hell kind of lines are that!

Qingyuan exhausted all his endurance to forcefully keep the Ruthless Sword in its sheath. He felt that there were some things he had to clarify:

"Fucking honesty! My body doesn't have...! My mouth doesn't have..."

--No!Something seems wrong!

"The major general is right. You didn't say no, and you were indeed taken by me." The landlord completely ignored the Rueling Sword, lifted the little fried hairy chin, stroked the unusually red lips, and stared at him. He said affectionately, "Listen, I don't say these words to people lightly."

"...if you fart, let it go!" After a kiss, the former commander Ying Longjun's concept of "being eaten tofu" has already become clear.