General Chu

On the day of the Spring Ritual, the sky was abnormal. After the sun set, the red clouds covered the sky for a long time.

In the middle of the night, a fire ignited inexplicably outside the window, and the cold wind blew, and the flames rose up and engulfed the entire house in an instant.

Mo Wen sat on the couch, and the feedback from all senses was extremely clear.

Someone came in a hurry outside the door and found that the door and window were locked outwards and then destroyed the door like crazy.When he finally rushed through the door, the clothes were completely burnt, and there was a burning smell all over his body.

"Why are you so embarrassed?"

The person who suddenly inhaled the thick smoke resisted the urge to cough and ran to the couch to wake up the sleeping person, but he was completely stunned when he saw Mo Wen who was sitting upright.

"I have a pair of blood-stained hands, and not having a good death is the most reasonable ending. It's better to end here."

The person who understood what was happening suddenly became serious, and he asked, why?Obviously everything is fine, even though we never lose.

"Give me an order. After my death, the Hushi Army will be the country's army. Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed."

Ming Shuai!The man in black knelt at Mo Wen's feet and whispered, his words could even ooze blood.

They grew up together in the war, and after experiencing life and death, he couldn't figure out how Ming Shuai, who had always been resolute, gave up the world that was at his fingertips step by step.

Mo Wen sat with his back to the door and window, his expression hidden in the dark, and said, I don’t know how many people came with me, but if you don’t send orders, none of them will survive.

The people on the ground grabbed their shirts resentfully, and exited the room step by step.After rushing out of the fire, he turned around again and bowed deeply.

Mo Wen didn't actually want to die, he just lacked a reason to live.The world is gradually settled, and it's time for him to retire.

The fire burned that night for a whole night, and the fire gradually became smaller when the sky brightened.

After this disaster, the houses on the entire street adjacent to the South City Gate have been burned to the ground.

"Ming handsome, dead."

Facing the crackling ashes, the soldiers of the Tiger Devouring Army who had been busy fighting the fire all night slowly knelt down and fell deeply on the ground.

Mo Wen has always been a totemic belief in the hearts of the soldiers. After his death, there will be no God of War in the world.

When the latest news about Mo Wen's whereabouts came back to Tianliang, Xu Liwenyuan was practicing calligraphy.With a smile on his brow, he whispered to Wu Jizhou behind him that Mo Qing must be waiting for me to bow his head and keep track of Mo Qing all the way, after the busiest few days, the lonely king will go find him .The lonely king's harem can't be empty all the time, and it's not a problem for the queen mother to remind her every day.

It's another year of Yang Huafei, and the sunlight outside the window keeps beating on the desk, showing a kind of boring laziness.Wu Jizhou looked up at the window and said in a low voice, General Mo must be lucky to have your affection.

As soon as the voice finished speaking, the servant hurried in and reported, Your Majesty, General Yang is waiting for you in Chonghua Hall.

Xu Liwenyuan subconsciously wanted to ask who General Yang was, and then realized in an instant that Su Yingmiao had to be replaced after Su Yingmiao died.Hearing this, he hurried to Chonghua Hall.Behind him, the wind blew in through the open window and knocked down the pen on the shelf, the thick ink was smeared, and the words that were about to be completed could no longer be read.

The first time he saw Xu Li Wenyuan, Yang Tian had a meaningful expression on his face.He has been on the border for ten years and has led the tiger army to fight everywhere. He has never returned to Tianliang in the ten years, and he has no idea about this new Chuzi. He only saw it from a distance not long ago when Mo Wen led troops to besiege the city. glance.

I heard that this young man Chu Zi has good ability and appearance, and I also heard that he likes men and desperately wants Ming Shuai to stay by his side.Yang Tian didn't know whether the rumors were true or what kind of feelings Chu Zi had for Ming Shuai, but he felt that this little Chu Zi must not be worth mentioning in Ming Shuai's heart, otherwise there would be no ending today.

Yang Tian could see the probing and mocking Xu Liwenyuan on his face, but he still patiently waited for someone to speak.

"The granary in Shouchun City caught fire at night, and all the houses along the street were burned down. General Mo died." Yang Tian stared at him, knelt down slowly, and said in a low voice.

Xu Liwenyuan laughed twice and said that bullying the emperor is a capital offense.

Yang Tian looked at him without looking away for a moment, and remained silent for a long time.

In such silence, Xu Liwenyuan staggered two steps back, and then lay down straight. Everyone rushed to help him, but he waved his hand and said it was all right. Before he finished speaking, he saw a mouthful of bright red blood spat out on the ground.

He grabbed the skirt of his chest and touched his heart, it was still warm, but why was there a big hole in his heart, and blood flowed out along the hole that couldn't be blocked no matter what.

He still remembers the words Mo Wen whispered in his ear when he sent his sweetheart off for the first time: If I come back with a complete victory, I will give you a prosperous age and a great future.

Year after year, year after year, he spent all his energy waiting, and finally the world gradually stabilized and the country gradually prospered, but why, all he was thinking about was an empty joy.

The news reached Li Jinghua's ears. He looked at the gray sky outside the window and was speechless for a long time.That night, wearing stars and wearing moons, she hurriedly entered the palace.

As if it had been arranged in advance, he was not stopped by anyone along the way.

"Li Shaoqing, the king is already waiting for you." Seeing him coming, Wu Jizhou bowed to invite him in from a distance.

The people in the hall were sitting in front of the desk and waiting, as if they knew he would come early in the morning.

"Your Majesty, Shouchun City has been harassed by bandits for years, and the fire in the granary must be related to this. The minister is willing to investigate the matter thoroughly."

Xu Liwenyuan sat on the high hall and replied calmly, Li Qing, the lonely king is fine.

He said loudly that it was all right, but Li Jinghua felt that he was not feeling so well for no reason, and the continuous mountain was pressing on his strong back, which was about to crush him to pieces.

I don't know when, the bright and clean boy whom I painstakingly supported has grown to the point where she can perfectly hide all emotions behind the mask.Li Jinghua suddenly felt that he couldn't understand this young Chu Zi.

Xu Liwenyuan is a child who grew up in the middle palace, and since he was born, he has placed all his mother's hopes on him.He was established as a son at the age of two, and as a target of public criticism, he was targeted openly and secretly. He was a person who broke out of the mud, and becoming the Ninety-Five Supreme King was his only way out.Therefore, I have exhausted my mind and heart, and I dare not slack in the slightest when meeting gods and killing gods.

As for Mo Wen, he is an oversight of God and the only variable in the chess game.He is the one who makes the unexpected possible.But in the end, the rules of how rivers flow into the sea will not change. No matter how many mountains you climb or how many deserts you cross, there is only one ending in the opposite direction.

The people in the Chengqing Palace waited silently for half a month for Mowen's bones, and finally Yang Tian knelt at his highness and said in a deep voice, there were no bones left.

"The lonely king doesn't believe it! Where is the jade pendant given by the lonely king? How could the ten-thousand-year-old jade be destroyed in the fire!"

Wu Jizhou watched him go mad suddenly, stepped forward to stop him, and said softly, Your Majesty, the jade was not taken away, but stayed in the general's mansion, you went there that day, and saw it.

Xu Liwenyuan, who was in a murderous posture, suddenly stood still, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.He smiled, and then staggered back to the inner hall with his hands covering his face.

Mo Wen died really cleanly, with no bones or personal belongings, only a few worn clothes can be placed in the tomb.He died so cleanly but left countless gossip behind him.

It was a rainy spring day, and Mo Wen returned to his roots as a general.

The whole army is covered with a piece of onyx. The 50 tiger devouring army and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty led the way for Mo Wen's coffin.

Xu Liwenyuan was dressed in plain clothes and stood in front of the palace gate, watching from afar as the convoy of escorting spirits slowly approached from a distance. With just one glance, his legs were so weak that he could not stand up.

Two days later, an imperial decree was posted in front of the Zhengyang Gate, General Mo had made great contributions in protecting the country, and he was specially allowed to be buried with the ceremony of the crown prince.

There are quite a few messages about the head coach of the Tiger Erosion Army circulating in the market, and they are even updated every once in a while.In their hearts, Mo Wen is a totem-like existence, no different from the Stove Lord, both of which can bring luck.

The people of Chu never thought that their God of War would die, and not on the battlefield.

During that time, the topics discussed in teahouses and restaurants changed, and the scripts in the hands of storytellers also changed. The story of General Tomb was spread in the streets and alleys.In the story, two high-spirited generals always stand side by side, one with a sword and the other with a crossbow, fighting side by side into the enemy camp and then fighting out again, back and forth as if entering no one's land.In the story, a city that was crowded with people was later emptied.Kong Yicheng is waiting for 30 dead souls.

After discussing matters that night, Li Jinghua left the palace. When he walked out of Zhengyang Gate, he saw two eunuchs dragging the unconscious imperial doctor to the rockery.Feeling strange in my heart, I followed.

"Stop!" He yelled sharply to stop the eunuch who wanted to kill someone.

The two looked at each other in dismay, and said, "See Li Shaoqing."It's just that today's matter we are also taking orders from others, and I hope Shaoqing will not embarrass the little ones.

"Who is your master?"

"This……"

"Murdering an official of the court is a serious crime, enough to kill your nine clans." Li Jinghua took out the imperial gold medal and said sharply.

"What if it's the lonely king?" The man's slightly drunken voice came from next to his ear.

Li Jinghua turned his head, nodded and said, the king was joking.

It was more than March weather, with a few scattered snowflakes floating in the sky, and the moon was extraordinarily round.

Li Jinghua felt that he must be dazzled, otherwise how could he see the crystal tears in the corner of the hard-hearted emperor's eyes in a daze.

"Mingrong said he was in pain."

"what?"

Xu Liwenyuan suddenly half-kneeled in front of the two imperial physicians who were almost killed, his expression was so painful that he grabbed his collar by his chest and said that the reason why the lonely king wanted the imperial physician to be buried was because Mo Qing said he was in pain, and his heart hurt!

Li Jinghua was silent, standing aside at a loss what to do.He wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.He thought Xu Liwenyuan didn't care about Mo Wen's death, at least not that much.But the seemingly innocent person was seriously injured in a place he couldn't see, and blood was scooped up from the wound.

Xu Liwenyuan looked up at the sky, with a piece of moonlight on his sleeve, and smiled bleakly, "Mo Qing is gentle, but he likes to block other people's actions out of thin air. He was soft-hearted when he blocked the Gu King. Now, I think he has won."