Ballad of Tianmen

Masked men in black approached one after another, King Qin staggered, and fell to the ground, trembling all over. "I can give you whatever widow you want, as long as you let him go!" The man in black ignored him, and approached step by step with a long sword in his hand, his cold eyes full of murderous intent.Putting his hands on the ground, King Qin rubbed his back a little bit, and he didn't even notice that his skin was broken.Seeing Yin Wuxin from the back, he stretched out his hand as if in a hurry, trying to grab the hem of her dress.

With a scream, bright red blood flowed on the ground, and a few peach blossoms were blown off by the wind, tremblingly falling into the pool of blood.King Qin's slightly plump body was still writhing unwillingly, his eyes were as big as copper bells.Yin Wuxin looked at the lower garment, which was spattered with little bloodstains, and his brows were deeply furrowed.

The noise outside gradually intensified, and the sound of neat footsteps came in.Outside the courtyard, surrounded by a group of archers, a young handsome man walked in full of grief, saw the corpse of King Qin on the ground, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and cried, "It's my minister who came late to save you!" It's gone!" Just let him cry bitterly, and the person lying on the ground won't get up.

Looking at the soldiers outside, the man in black panicked for a moment, stretched out his hand as if trying to pull Yin Wuyi's sleeve, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me!" Somewhat surprised.

"Don't leave! Don't let any one go!" Su Ziyue, who was kneeling on the ground, got up, stared at them fiercely, and shouted, "Come on! Take down these regicide traitors!" The soldiers rushed They came in and blocked the gate of the courtyard. These men in black were still resisting tenaciously. Their eyes were mixed together, as if they wanted to find a suitable time to escape.Yin Wuyi and the other three behind them had obviously forgotten about it.

Su Fu and Chi Mu drew out their swords, but Yin Wuxin stopped them again.There was no wave in her eyes, she just stood quietly under the peach blossom tree, as if she was watching a play directed and acted by herself.At this moment, the men in black were no match for those soldiers, and they were injured one after another.Seeing that there was no hope of escape, they swallowed medicine and committed suicide.Their corpses were lying on the ground, blood was flowing from the seven orifices, their face scarves were pulled off, and a few tokens of Chu State's secret guards were dug out from them.

Su Zi raised his head more, his gloomy eyes fell on Yin Wuyi, and he asked, "These are Chu people who came to save you, what else do you have to say?"

"What do I need to explain to you? Qin and Chu are against each other, so what if I kill King Qin?" Yin Wuyi sneered, looking at Su Ziyue who took a few steps forward with his sword straddled.

"It's nothing, just pay for your life with your life. You are Chu Feihuan's think tank. You once caused me, Daqin, to lose tens of thousands of soldiers. Everyone hates you to the bone. This time the king died at your feet, and everyone even more. It is obvious to all that you are the enemy of our Great Qin, even the third princess, she cannot protect you." Su Ziyue said lightly, with a sinister smile on his lips, that handsome face was always shrouded in a shadow of prey, "Come on! Catch them!" Su Ziyue shouted loudly.

"Wait!" Another hurried voice came over, stopping the soldiers from moving.Fu Heng, who was supposed to appear earlier, finally showed up.She glared at Su Ziyue fiercely, and turned to the corpse on the ground after a long time. After a sharp cry, she knelt on the ground and wept in grief.Tears were streaming down her face, and she pressed her hand on the blood, shaking her head violently, showing a distraught look.

"Princess, this is not the time to be sad!" Su Ziyue pretended to help her up, and said earnestly, "Now, the murderer is here, why don't you kill them to avenge my king!"

"Revenge! Revenge!" The group of soldiers also raised their weapons and responded loudly.

"Outside the Chen Bing Pass of the Chu army, news spread to Xianjing to discuss the establishment of a new king. It was too late. Fearing chaos in the army, I ask the third princess to succeed the throne immediately and drive out the Chu thieves! Avenge the king!" Fu Heng pursed his lips and said nothing. When she answered, there was still a crystal teardrop on her eyelashes.Su Ziyue knelt down on the ground suddenly, and shouted respectfully to her, "My subject Su Ziyue pays homage to the new king!" With a swipe of the ground, the group of soldiers also knelt down neatly on the ground and shouted, "Long live my king! Long live!"

Those who were still standing, except for Fu Heng who accepted the kneeling, only Yin Wuxin and them were left.A farce in which the throne changed hands was staged right in front of their eyes.It's just that all the crimes will be borne by Chu Feihuan who is far outside the pass.

Yin Wuxin and the others were still locked in this courtyard.Fu Heng sat on the throne under the support of the soldiers here, but there were always some disobedient people on the other side.In the military camp, those big ceremonies will definitely be missing, but some important things cannot be omitted.She is not worried about Xianjing, she is afraid that there will be changes in the army, and Chu will take advantage of it.Su Ziyue was very dissatisfied with Fu Heng's unintentional indulgence of Yin, but on the surface, he would not go against Fu Heng.

The small courtyard returned to silence.Fu Heng led the soldiers back out, and before leaving, he took a deep look at Yin Wuyi.Inside the pool of blood, Luo Hua was trembling slightly.King Qin's body was still left there, his gray head full of unwillingness.Yin Wuwu glanced at it with disgust on his face, feeling an urge to vomit.The group of people kept saying they were for the King of Qin, but at this moment, there was no one to collect the corpse, which is really ironic. "The war will start soon, Senior Sister, she won't just sit and wait for death, Chu State goes deep into Qin State, and it is not suitable for such a stalemate." Catching a fallen flower petal, Yin Wuxin turned and walked towards the house.In the air outside, there was a strong smell of blood, which was really unpleasant. "By the way, be more vigilant these days. Senior sister may not do anything to us, but Su Ziyue, maybe he will send someone to sneak attack."

After several days, Fu Heng finally remembered the corpse lying here, and asked someone to put it in the coffin.The coffin stopped in Guancheng, so it was not suitable.In the troubled times, everything has a temporary title, and finally it gradually becomes real.In the court of the Qin State, there was still some debate about the role of a woman as king.Especially the diehards headed by Prime Minister Su, who opposed Fu Heng's ascension to the throne.It's just that Fu Heng already held the military power in his hands. In the Qin army, those confidant generals of King Qin were recruited by her under the guise of King Qin's order, and they were all assassinated.The forces remaining in Xianjing also began to play a role at this time.Fearing that they would not be able to resolve the matter, Fu Heng sent Su Ziyue back to Xianjing and asked him to persuade the old Xiangguo.

In the Chu army's tent, Chu Feihuan's impatience could not be relieved, so he cheered up, and his pale face could not be concealed.I thought I was determined enough to not be moved by foreign objects, but now it seems that I am just self-righteous.In the dream, Chu Luo's figure gradually faded away, but Yin Wuyi's shadow kept lingering, and even dreamed of the scene of Yin Wuyi lying in a pool of blood, worry and fear kept tossing her, making her whole figure rush Thin down.

"Your Highness, thank you, Young Master, for seeing me." The clear voice of the guard outside the tent came.

"Let him in." Rubbing his eyes, Chu Feihuan raised his spirits and said.

As soon as Xie Tianqing got the money, he smelled alcohol.Frowning, he took a deep look at Chu Feihuan, and walked forward quickly. On the messy paperwork, there was a wine jar.With a cold snort, he grabbed the wine jar with his hands and smashed it to the ground.The clear wine flowed on the soil, and the aroma of the wine in the whole tent became more intense.Putting his hands on the table, he asked with a smile: "Your Highness Xuancheng, have you always been so muddled in the army? The prohibition on alcohol is only for subordinates, not for generals?"

"Where is she?" Chu Feihuan asked in a low voice, ignoring his words.

"Now I know how to ask? Why didn't you stop her? My sister hasn't had a good life since she stayed with you. I really want to take her out of these ghost places." Xie Tianqing sneered, her eyes sparkling His voice was full of coldness, "But sister refused to leave, and I promised her to stay here to help you. You cheer up, and she will be fine. If you don't capture Beiguan, how can you find the whereabouts of sister!"