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, No one brought him food, the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment came once a day during the day, and seeing that the rice paper that forced him to write a confession was still blank, the Minister of Justice immediately kicked him twice again.

No food to eat.

Hunger is easy to force people to calm down. After three days and three nights of hunger, Qi Yuji's head suddenly went blank. The smell of blood and the dark red droplets from the killing disappeared. In his mind, there was only one consciousness

right!He wants to write a letter!It is impossible for the speed pigeons privately raised by Ling Hejun to be caught and destroyed by the people of the Ministry of Punishment!He can also secretly send a letter back to Ling'an with a speed pigeon!

He wants to ask His Majesty about everything he is unclear about, and he wants to explain to His Majesty that he really didn't do anything, Ling Hejun was wronged!

Qi Yuji staggered up from the cold ground, and with trembling hands, he crawled towards the place where the rice paper and ink brush were placed. The iron chains tied to his ankles and wrists kept rubbing against his skin. The iron ring was originally inlaid with sharp sawtooth, grinding his limbs to the point of bleeding.

The pot of half-dead wintersweet was not cleaned out. This wintersweet was originally a rare thing in the Central Plains, but it could not survive before the desert. The guards who cleaned the general camp looked at the dry branches. It was really ugly, and they didn't recognize it. What, so I pulled the root, only took the flower pot away, and threw the dry wintersweet in the corner.

Qi Yuji finally climbed to the front of the rice paper, rubbed the ink tremblingly, picked up the brush and dipped it, writing what he wanted to say stroke by stroke, filling the entire paper.

After the last name was written, Qi Yuji carefully hid the paper in his clothes. The detainees hadn't lost their minds enough to strip him of his clothes. He was still wearing his usual favorite pair of breasts and a cloak. The cloak is inlaid with golden silk auspicious cloud patterns, and Qi and Ji have always thought that auspicious clouds are a symbol of goodness.

Indeed, at the age of 12, he commanded the largest army in Great Yin. In the past eight years, he has fought countless times on the battlefield. He has ridden the strongest horse, killed the most vicious enemy, and cut off the hardest banner. Lost in his hands, pieces of dead souls wanted to strangle his neck and drag him to hell every night.

But, he is still alive till now...

He is still waiting, go home.

Go home and see if his younger brother Qi Yusheng has grown up; go home and see if his majestic father has added a few more silver hairs for that absurd majesty.

The curtain behind him was suddenly pulled open without a sound.

Qi and Ji lost a lot of blood, and didn't realize that someone was approaching. They held the half-dead wintersweet tree in their hands. This pot of wintersweet was taken from the queen by his mother who was the queen's dowry maid a long time ago. It was said that it was the plum blossom that bloomed at exactly the same moment when Empress Mo gave birth to her son.Empress Mo thought it was a good omen, so she folded it and presented it to his mother who had the most meritorious midwifery.

Speaking of which, after all these years, he had never met the only prince of the Liang family, and he heard that he was very cute and graceful.Qi Yuji was so busy that he seldom went home, even when his mother died of illness, he couldn't catch up with him for the last time, let alone meet him who had been cared for by His Majesty Haosheng since birth and hid in a deep place. His Royal Highness, the little prince in the palace who knows nothing about the world.

Qi Yuji touched the branch of the plum blossom. When the wintersweet was just sent to Linghe, it looked like it was about to wither.Qi Yuji asked the client who sent the plum blossoms, isn't this one already dead?Why bring it to him.The man said that it was entrusted by the eldest lady before she lost her soul, and said, "My lord, this wintersweet is actually not dead yet..."

"Eldest son, do you know that I was lucky enough to see the scene of the first bloom of wintersweet back then, that is, on the night when the empress gave birth to the little highness, the eldest lady returned to the Qi mansion, holding this potted flower in her hand."

"The cold wind was fierce, and the winter plum wiped out a bright red light in the middle of the winter night. At that time, the maids and servants who greeted the eldest lady were shocked. It was so beautiful. Everyone said that it must be It is the empress's blessing to our Qi family... This potted flower was kept by the eldest lady. Later, the eldest lady passed away, and asked me to bring it to the northern border of Linghe to give to you, the eldest son... Wintersweet is a symbol of pride , no matter how harsh the environment is, as long as there are people to take care of him, he can survive..."

Can you still... survive...?

Qi Yuji stared at the dry wintersweet branch, a little dazed, there really wasn't a single flower bone on the branch, it was so dry, it really didn't look like a living thing.

The more chilling the tense moment is, the easier it is for a person to go out of his body and look at the world he most yearns for. This is clearly a crucial moment that he should not be distracted, but Qi Yuji keeps thinking about the past, recalling the past when he just came here. When Linghe was in the sky, under the desert where the solitary smoke was straight, the round sunset silently sank by the long river.

and many more,

It seems that in the center of those messy branches, I saw a tiny little flower bud...

Qi Yuji carefully pushed aside the branch, he himself didn't understand why things had come to this now, he was still in the mood to think about these unimportant things, but he just wanted to see, he was never willing to care about this rags before Lamei, every time Ji Han and Yi Shumo saw that he had not watered the little Lamei for several days, they would beat their chests and scold him how he could be so indifferent, after all, it was the relic of the eldest lady!Every time Qi Yuji heard this, he just let them go to cool off irritably.

The dry branch was pushed aside, and a faint red color jumped into the eyes...

嗖

Swish!

A strong murderous aura suddenly approached behind him, followed by flashes of light and shadow, and the sound of sharp swords piercing through the air was torn apart in an instant.

Qi Yuji turned his head abruptly, and saw a masked man appearing behind him without knowing what happened, holding a superb short dagger in his hand, swiping it violently at him!

Qi and Ji retreated subconsciously, but the iron chain under his feet tripped him all of a sudden, and Qi and Ji fell face-down into the loess suddenly.

The man took a step forward and drew his sword to cut at Qi and Ji.

After all, Qi and Ji are gods of war, the famous generals of the Linghe Army, he jumped back and jumped up more quickly, swung the chains on his hands to form a heavy hammer, and was about to swing the man's face, swish

The man was punched hard, and the veil slipped off in an instant,

Showing that dry and outrageous face!

!

Qi and Ji widened their eyes, froze, and blurted out,

"Shao Chengxian—"

Shao Chengxian quickly raised his hand, and at this critical moment, Qi Yuji's rare moment of slowness, the dagger that had been thrown back into his sleeve was unsheathed again, and he waved his wrist,

He cut Qi Yuji's neck with force

Puchi!

Blood was everywhere, and the blood shot out like a fountain, splashing Shao Chengxian's face!

The warm red liquid trickled down his thin cheeks, fell to the ground, and soaked into the ground.

"You—" Qi Yuji clutched his neck, blood gushing out, oozing from his fingers, before he could react to what happened, he wanted to hit the person in front of him again with his fist , but the moment he opened his mouth, blood gushed out from his mouth.

The legs suddenly couldn't stand, the iron chain jingled, the knees softened, and the knees suddenly fell to the ground, Qi Yuji wanted to support himself, and tried his best to control himself not to fall, but, Before he tried to straighten his waist, Shao Chengxian stepped forward and kicked Qi Yuji's injured waist!

Qi Yuji's mind was dark,

Shao Chengxian raised his knife again,

Severely gouge the blade towards the back of Qi Yuji's neck

One, two, three...

A huge amount of blood spewed out from Qi Yuji's mouth, splashing in all directions, and the bloody patches bloomed into grand Bana flowers, petal by petal, flying into the yellowish earth, beside the Naihe bridge, the River of Forgetfulness flowed slowly.

In the end, the young general fell to the ground with a "plop—" the loess was flying, and the bright red blood kept rolling down his chest, like flowing water that had opened a gate, trickling one after another, soaking the front of his chest,

It was dyed on the wintersweet tree that he had been protecting all this time.

Deep in the dry branches of wintersweet, a drop of blood fell on the delicate flower bone that was carefully protected. The moment the blood dripped, it seemed that the wintersweet suddenly burst into red, straightened its waist, and flaunted it wantonly!

"Blooming..." Qi Yuji pulled out an ugly smile, Shao Chengxian stepped forward and raised the dagger high, still using his ups and downs, saying word by word,

"Qi Yuji, the commander of the Linghe Army, killed the prefect of Linghe Prefecture for treason and tried to cover up his crimes. After being exposed and arrested by He Yunzheng, the governor of Qingsu Province, and Shao Chengxian, the prefect of Wuli Prefecture, he regretted his mistake and committed suicide in the Linghe Army barracks. , Apologize with death!"

The hot blood was still flowing, and his eyes were blurred due to blood loss. With the last strength, Qi Yuji stretched out his hand and grabbed Shao Chengxian's clothes, and asked him through gritted teeth,

why!

Just because...he rejected him that day? !

Shao Chengxian smiled suddenly, a little pitifully, the knife he was about to swing stopped in the air for half a beat.

"Eldest son..." he said, "The one who actually issued the death order to kill you is our majesty sitting far away in the court..."

"Without His Majesty's will, no matter how much I want to kill you, I can't get approval so quickly... It is your loyal Emperor, after all, he listened to the ridiculous prophecy of his most beloved demon queen .”

"In fact, Liang An has always been jealous of your Qi family. Since ancient times, there is no emperor who has sat on the throne who does not want his courtiers who have made great achievements to disappear completely. The demon queen's insincere words just happened to His Majesty. A strong dose of medicine to kill you..."

Qi and Ji's eyes widened in an instant, Shao Chengxian cut off the last knife suddenly, and the rumble of sword fighting erupted outside the tent.

The night was dark, and the desert under the white cold moonlight "whoosh!" A raging fire ignited from the ground.

Shao Chengxian stood in the cold wind, and Zhao Si, who was in Qingsu town, watched the brilliant fireworks behind him. The soldiers of the Linghe Army were crying and screaming in this lonely desert, and the faces of the two of them were flushed red by the flames.Zhao Si shook off the No. [-] military order in his hand, and after a while, he said in a voice that could not hear any emotions, "It's hard for Mr. Yifu to kill so many people for what happened back then."

Shao Chengxian calmly looked at the burning Linghe army camp, and sighed softly, "Essentially speaking, His Majesty still believes in Queen Mo's insincere words."

"Will everyone involved in this matter be silenced?"

"...Kill them all, don't leave a single one behind."

"In Beimo Kingdom, the King of Beimo will abide by the agreement made in black and white in the Yingu Treaty. Those who have witnessed the Yingu talks include first officer Mu Dana and other ministers of Beimo, as well as people who have a little relationship with them. Everyone has to be killed. As for us..."

"Actually, the people in the court's Ministry of Punishment should also be washed in blood..."

"Zhao understands!"

"...The weapons used to frame the eldest son must be transported away before the Linghe River is given to Beimo, so... let's go to the southern border to buy a mine. Wuli Prefecture has suffered for so many years, so it should be changed. "

"The sky is about to change. I don't know who will change their name this spring..."

In the [-]th year of the Great Yin Dynasty, sons Qi and Ji treasoned the country, and the Linghe army was completely wiped out by the whole army as traitors. On the night of the destruction, the Linghe barracks caught fire and burned for three days and three nights; went to execute All officials of the Ministry of Punishment were killed in the fire;

The next day, Beimo took advantage of the chaos to capture Linghe Prefecture, and Great Yin lost its most precious piece of land; Qi Ce, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Forest Army far away in the Central Plains, went crazy, ignoring His Majesty's obstruction, and galloped overnight to Linghe. What they arrived at was a desolate place that had been burned by the fire.

Linghe prefecture is no longer the land of Great Yin. In the past, everything in Linghe belonged to Wuli prefecture, and it was Shao Chengxian, the prefect of Wuli prefecture, who came to meet the commander-in-chief.

"Master Commander." Shao Chengxian sadly stretched out his hand to the base area where the Linghe Army was kneeling and burned, "No matter how sad you are about the matter of the eldest son, His Majesty will ultimately judge..."

Qi Ce raised his head abruptly, his eyes were full of murder!

Shao Chengxian's face was still as smooth as water, and he couldn't see the bottom. He took out a pure white suet jade from his sleeve, "This is the only relic of the eldest son we found in the ruins of Linghe camp."

"The corpse... probably has been burned."

Qi Yusheng, the fourth son of the Commander's Mansion, also came to the former Linghe with his father. With his lips tightly pressed, he stood on the edge of the land where the fire burned. A burst of black ashes.

Something sticky slowly rolls down the cheek,

Flowing into the corner of the mouth, spreading on the tip of the tongue,

is salty,

[Cheng'er, in a few days until the end of the twelfth lunar month, the elder brother will come home from Linghe] [At that time, we will set off fireworks together. 】

"Brother..." Qi Yuji's tears rolled down one by one like broken beads, smashed into the ground, and soaked into the loess where tens of thousands of Linghe soldiers were buried.

"My dad and I bought a lot of fireworks,"

"But you, why don't you go home..."

Yellow sand flying sky.

No matter how long it has passed, how many years Linghe's blood has been blown away, this yellow land still exudes a strong smell of blood.

A thin boy in a red actor's costume stood in front of the stone tablet whose edges were blurred by the wind and sand. The stone tablet had lost its clear outline, and the words carved on it, with cinnabar ink, had long since disappeared.

But still, you can still see the frame of the words "Linghe Army" from the faint dent.

The boy held a ceramic bottle in his arms, and a bunch of dry wintersweet. The wintersweet was really completely dead, and there was no sign of life at all.

"..."

The wind blew up a piece of yellow sand again, the boy's long black hair was flying, and the bright red clothes were dancing in the wind, and the cuffs of the red clothes were faintly embroidered with pale gold auspicious cloud patterns.

"Qi and Ji,"

"I sent you back to Linghe."

After finishing speaking, he opened the ceramic bottle, raised his hand and turned it around,

Bursts of white ashes swayed out of it in an instant, and those ash particles were blown by the wind and scattered at the end of the vast sky in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the boy pulled out the dead wintersweet, snapped off the dead branch with a "click" sound, and threw it into the loess pile in front of the stele.

"And this winter plum,"

"I'm real, I can't support myself..."

The author has something to say: just... Qi and Ji are not dead here, and the purchase of Yin Xiaokuang from Yue Jiangliu happened later.Qi Yuji and Yin Xiaokuang have nothing to do with each other, and Yin Xiaokuang doesn't love Qi Yuji either. The only person Yin Xiaokuang has loved from the beginning to the end is Qi Yusheng...

So it’s not sister-in-law literature QAQ, but our little Gong may soon misunderstand himself as “sleeping sister-in-law” hhhhh (no, I didn’t laugh)…

The next chapter is not a memory~