Haiyan

Since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Nine Kingdoms in the Western Han Dynasty, it has been the largest territory in the entire Great Wilderness. No matter in terms of economy, medicine, farming, and commerce, it was considered to be the most developed at that time.

Back then, Donglu and Beilu were not so clearly separated. Although there has always been a boundary, a large area of ​​Beilu is still under the jurisdiction of the Western Han Dynasty, dating back to the time of Emperor Gaozu of the Western Han Dynasty——

Gaozu Zhao Qi worked hard to govern, abandoned nomadism and replaced it with brocade, expanded financial resources, cracked down on the powerful and powerful, liberated slavery, developed commercial and military combat capabilities, and expanded the territory.

At that time, the national style of the Western Han Dynasty was unprecedented. The population accounted for one-third of the entire wilderness. The domestic transportation extended in all directions, the cities were more prosperous, and the foreign trade continued to grow. , can be described as the country of the ages.

Later, in the 15th year of Emperor Gaozu, Tierqin King Yinshou was born and launched the first unprecedented large-scale war on the Shuobei Plateau.

The army of the Western Han Dynasty was defeated for the first time. It united with other eight countries to jointly attack the army of the Northland. It was trampled down by the iron Buddha, which was not yet famous in the world, with a horseshoe. Since then, the weakest Yan, Han, Wei, and Zhao countries have all disappeared. See, Gao Zu was unable to fight in his later years, and gave up a large area of ​​the North Land. He thought that King Tie Erqin wanted to be the lord of the world, but in the end he only occupied the entire North Land, and then did nothing.

Since the seven-year war in the Western Han Dynasty, the national power has regressed for nearly 100 years. When Emperor Gaozu was dying in his later years, he only lamented that his great achievements in this life were lost to the "golden blood". As for King Tierqin himself, Gao Zu never personally acknowledged his greatness.

The sky was strangely gray and black, and the heavy snow was filling the eyes, and there were a few eagle howls on the wilderness, which was mournful and desolate.

At this moment, on the roof of a secluded courtyard, there is a small square table with a jug of wine and four white porcelain wine glasses on it. Yin Ping is wearing a black cloak and sitting cross-legged on the futon, facing north, separated by Facing the sound of the wind, he filled the four glasses with wine one by one.

His hands were flushed by the cold wind, and every time the transparent liquid flowed down, he would murmur something in a low voice, and waited until all four glasses were filled before filling himself with the last one .

"Father, mother, Yin Kang, Ah Yu."

At this moment, his usually calm face suddenly showed a hint of softness and helplessness, like a wolf cub that was just born, showing fear and cowardice when seeing this novel world.

The four wine glasses in front of him were lined up one by one. Yin Ping raised his own glass, touched the remaining ones lightly, and said, "It's rare for our family to sit and drink together tonight. The wind and snow are too heavy. This first glass , I will drink it for my father and mother first."

As he spoke, he raised his head and poured water. The lamp in the courtyard was suddenly blown out by the wind, and there was no servant who came to relight it. Only Qing Jun was wrapped in sable fur and looked up quietly on the corridor. with him.

"The plum blossoms in the outer room are very good, but they are not as exquisite as ours in Philadelphia. I remember that my brother used to like plum blossoms the most. Every frosty day, he would take a few warriors to Mount Mang to break off the tallest branch and bring them back. Go back to the tent and raise them."

Yin Ping recalled: "In the past, I always thought that my elder brother favored Ah Yu, but he always disciplined me severely. It is obvious that I am my father's child. Because of Ah Yu's young age, my elder brother, who has always been sensible, can do that. Frost and snow all over the city weighed their weight to please their own brother's favor."

He laughed at himself, and quickly brushed his hand across his face.

Maybe it's snow on his face, he thought, otherwise why he always feels wet.

"After these years, I gradually understood the painstaking efforts of my brother. Ayu is the youngest child in the family. My brother regards him as a pearl, holds him in my heart and loves him, but I am the other hand of my brother. Go out and go in together. Pearls are definitely precious and cannot be thrown away, but hands are even more precious and cannot be thrown away... This second cup, I will drink it for my brother first... Hey, brother don't move , you can drink again when it's your turn later."

His eyes were slightly red, and he looked into the darkness through the wind and snow and made a sound, with an ugly smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the cup was full again, Yin Ping jumped up with joy, and said, "The third cup... Ayu is only nine years old and cannot drink, so my elder brother drank the third cup for you. Okay?" He said and put it to his lips, but suddenly stopped, and said to the empty dark place: "Why, you still don't want to?"

He deliberately frowned and said fiercely: "If you don't want to, you can't do it. Children are not allowed to drink...Don't grab my cup, hey, you little bastard..."

He laughed out loud, the snow soon fell all over his body, and the entire roof was covered with nothingness. Yin Ping subconsciously brushed his legs with his cuff, and said with a smile: "You are the youngest, and you have the most things. Come on, then I If I don’t drink for you, Yin Kang will do it for you, right?”

After he finished speaking, he frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "You still don't want to? Then what are you going to do? Children can't drink alcohol, be careful when your father beats you later."

He raised his head and continued to look into the darkness, his eyes were already full of mist, and the hand holding the cup trembled slightly, Yin Ping said softly: "Father..."

There was no echo, only a desolate smile that gently melted away.

Qing Jun stood motionless on the corridor, and after a long time, he gently wiped the tears on his face with his cuff, and he couldn't help shaking.

Yin Ping's eyes became dizzy, and he said, "I'm so happy tonight, Father, don't take offense."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the glass and slowly dropped the wine on the snow towards his side, and soon disappeared.

"Father, when I complete the Emperor's Hegemony one day, we father and son will have a good drink, and forget it tonight. It's freezing cold, so you should drink less."

"Mother, you don't know how to drink, but you must drink this cup, because you must have heard the great news... Zhao Che, your good brother, my good uncle, he died , Hahaha! Dead! It is said that he was killed by the people of the Northland on Longtao. Mother, although I regret that I have not been able to solve him with my own hands, he finally died. He died very badly. Tomorrow, he will die. Entering the mausoleum...He is a thief, his hands are stained with the blood of my people from the Northland, how can I allow him to leave the whole body in the mausoleum..."

There was a soft 'pop', his hands were unsteady, and the wine glass rolled down the roof all at once. Yin Ping sighed, shook his dizzy head, and continued: "How can I let Zhao Che keep the whole body?" Going into the imperial mausoleum..."

"Do you think so, Yin Kang?...It's your turn to drink..."

Qing Jun couldn't bear the violent trembling anymore, and waved his hands to the people behind. The two of them understood instantly, and climbed up the long ladder to the roof. Yin Ping seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, and fell down instantly.

Heavy rain and blizzard ravaged the long streets of Kyoto City. The bell rang from last night to this morning, every two o'clock, a total of 880 times.

The funeral procession stretched from Bauhinia Avenue to the Imperial Mausoleum of Xishan. The whole journey was 180 miles, and it took eight hours to walk. Qin Tianjian had already calculated the time for the burial, and there must be no mistakes during this process, otherwise everyone might have to be buried with him. .

Since last night, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty have all tied their heads to their trouser belts, and the whole city is tense. The fence separates the people who kneel on both sides, and the envoys of neighboring countries are caught in the funeral army of the Western Han Dynasty. Take a breath.

The sound of crying was everywhere, and it was desolate. Most of them just cried without tears, and most of them were quite excited.

The central army took the heads of [-] slaves to sacrifice to the heavens to protect Emperor Ai's early ascension to heaven. In the past, pigs and sheep could be used for sacrifices, but in order to show his filial piety, Zhao Yuqiang used human blood more piously than animal blood.

The dull sound of the trumpet blew outside, the sound covered the sky, and spread to the bricks and tiles of the streets and alleys. At this moment, on the wilderness less than [-] miles away from the capital city, a group of light cavalry was walking slowly through the wind and snow. Approaching.

The guards of Gyeonggi Hall built an impenetrable wall on the outskirts of the capital city. Li Su was leading a small group of troops to patrol the wilderness, when suddenly there was a slight tremor, and the always vigilant young general suddenly stopped in his quick steps. , Ah Cheng hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, Second Lord?"

Li Su narrowed his red phoenix eyes slightly towards the distance, and told Ah Cheng: "Take someone to look over there."

Although Ah Cheng was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions, and quickly rushed over with the team behind him.

Li Su stood on the spot with his hands behind his hands, and slowly clasped his open hands. A strange feeling came up again. Although it was fleeting, he was clearly caught by him, and he waved to the centurion beside him. He said : "Take your people to look behind the forest, and report any changes immediately."

Before the centurion could reply, there was a sharp scream, everyone looked up, and saw a cluster of slender white smoke rising from the signal in mid-air, followed by shouts, everyone was slightly stunned In the meantime, Li Su had already snatched the horse rope from the soldiers around him and turned over with quick hands, and shouted: "Come and follow me, 30 people, and the rest will stay put and watch!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole person galloped away at high speed.

At the same time, in Wutong Garden, Chang Sheng was dressed in black, with his entire face covered by a hood. A few men in black suddenly fell down from the backyard, and after a few gestures, they quickly touched him quietly from the back door. go out.

The long street was still as calm as before, but suddenly, a gust of wind picked up, and the eight-foot white flag was nearly torn apart. The sound of Jin Ling hitting was like a spell to exorcise ghosts. Everyone couldn't help being blinded by the wind and sand. , but they didn't dare to slow down. Someone in the crowd exclaimed, and no one had time to react. In an instant, arrows rained from the sky like a forest, breaking the false solemnity and heaviness.

"Central Army Escort!"

The headed white-haired general suddenly shouted violently. Except for the soldiers in light armor, everyone's eyes showed a hint of panic. There was a sound of "whoosh" piercing through the air, and the golden coffin that was originally lifted by 20 people worked together. At the moment of colliding with the arrow under the extreme force, there was a violent tremor, which almost caused the coffin bearer to sprain his heel.

The sound of the horn stopped instantly, and the soul-sending song of sending the soul away from the super-sacred soul also disappeared. The surroundings were full of screams and chaos. The shot came, regardless of the innocent people who fell to the ground, and it was a mess as far as the eye could see.

The accident happened in vain, and no one would have imagined that a day like today would usher in assassins who were besieged halfway.

The soldiers immediately surrounded the clansmen, and Zhao Yuqing, who was blocked behind, shouted: "Today is the late emperor's funeral on the way to the mausoleum, and you and the noble clans don't fight to the death to protect each other but hide here in fear. What happened to the late emperor's body, none of you can bear the responsibility!"

After he finished speaking, he yelled at the few clan members crowded in front of him: "Get out of the way!"

The arm was instantly grabbed by an elderly man beside him, and he whispered: "There are soldiers outside, stay here for me!"

Zhao Yuqing sneered, his young face full of rebellion: "Now you are protected, but the late emperor lying outside is not protected! Let go!"

Di Guogong was told by him in public that he couldn't get off the stage, his face flushed with anger, Zhao Yuqiang said slowly: "Liang Guoying has already brought people there, the eighth brother is so impulsive, if he gets hurt, don't blame me for not reminding me It's dangerous outside you."

Zhao Yuqing glanced at him coldly, without saying anything, pushed aside the guards in front and rushed out with a sword in hand.

Smiling mildly at the angry Di Guogong, Zhao Yuqiang said: "Eighth brother is really a good son of the emperor. I haven't seen him be so filial to the emperor in the past ten years. Today I have learned a lot."

The long street that had been cleaned up was soon filled with blood. Liang Guoying had already led the imperial army to chase after the assassins. The sound of the trebuchet sounded, and the ambushed assassins soon fell down. Chang Sheng led a group of The man was still hiding in the dark and didn't have time to make a move, so he was a little taken aback by this sudden turn of events. He asked, "What's going on?"

The man in black whispered: "I don't know, it's not ours...Master, do you want to continue to act?"

Chang Sheng frowned and said, "Wait a minute and see their motives."

Yin Ping stood on the high platform in the distance and quietly watched with his hands behind his back. Qing Jun stood beside him and said lightly: "It's almost there."

Yin Ping didn't see fluctuations on his face, he raised his eyes to look at the sky, and said slowly: "Wait a little longer."

Qingjun frowned: "It's been a quarter of an hour. Our goal has been achieved. If we don't retreat, more people will die."

Yin Ping said: "When I sent them out, I didn't think about letting them come back alive."

Qingjun turned his head and took a deep look at him. The corners of the man's lips were cold, with a trace of decisive solemnity. She asked: "Isn't it just a matter of delaying the time for Emperor Ai to enter the mausoleum? what is the benefit?"

Yin Ping didn't answer her - at the foot of the victor, the more dead people are, the higher he can stand.

Li Su's side quickly wiped out the assassins who were about to disrupt the team. When he led his people back to the long street in Kyoto, his eyes were already in a mess, and there were pools of blood under the horse's hooves. After standing still for a while, it suddenly cracked.

"General, where are you going!"

The centurion behind him shouted, and Li Su galloped away on his horse without knowing what to do.

When breaking through the obstacles and rushing back to Wutong Garden, Li Su pushed open the door of Changsheng's room and found that it was empty. His whole face was filled with disappointment, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent.

When he hurried out again in a rage, Chang Sheng said to his companion behind him: "The operation is cancelled, withdraw!"

The man in black asked: "Retreat now? Master, then let's..."

Changsheng snorted and said: "Although I don't know who the other party is, it seems that they are just like us, they are all trying to delay the time for Emperor Ai to enter the mausoleum. Now we not only don't have to do anything, but our goal has been achieved. Go back, it's nothing to us It's time to go back and eat and drink."

Completely ignoring the scars in front of him, Chang Sheng took off his hood and wore his own clothes, swaggeringly followed the chaotic crowd to Wutong Garden, but before running a few steps, his back collar was suddenly tightened, and the whole person was dragged into the corner by a big hand in an instant In a dilapidated room, Chang Sheng was about to make a move when he heard the man laughing and scolding in his ear: "Little bastard, you dare to take such a big risk without telling me, and you pay it back?!"