History of Yongwu

Under the setting sun, Uncle Zhang was sitting on a bamboo chair, holding a cane, and squinting at the boy not far in front of him.

"Uncle Zhang, why are you people so unreasonable?" Sitting on the threshold, Qin Yu frowned.

"Who the hell is unreasonable, kid?" Uncle Zhang leaned over and looked at him, "If you are asked to move a car, you will feel tired after moving half of it, and you want someone to give you money. The wall of Liu's courtyard is pushed down by you. If you were asked to wash dishes in a restaurant, you would have to quarrel with someone, boy, did you jump out of a crack in a rock? Why are you so useless!"

Qin Yu, who was said to be worthless, was very depressed. The people here must have deliberately made things difficult for him, so he remained silent.

"Come here, beat my back, I almost fell to my death that day"

Qin Yu slowly got up and stood behind him. The old man raised his eyebrows, thought for a while and said, "You, it seems that you can't do much. Let me introduce you to someone else's doorkeeper, so that you don't have to go on like this! "

"Oh"

"You kid won't say thank you!" Uncle Zhang turned his head and glared at him.

"Thank you Zhang Bo"

"Hmm... hiss... you kid, take it easy... oops, you'd better get out, I'm going to be hammered to death by you"

Qin Yu left depressed. The old man turned around and glanced at him. His beard trembled and he smiled. He thought that this kid would never come back after running away. Who would have thought that he would really make money, but... the money is not worth a penny. Earned, but let him build a lot.

"It can be regarded as a good junior, so I will help you"

A few days later, Uncle Zhang shaved his beard, tied his hair in a bun, and changed into clean clothes. The old man stood in front of him, looked at him for a while, and said with a smile, "Boy, I didn't realize that you look pretty good!"

"..." Qin Yu was speechless.

"It's just right, the gatekeepers of rich people also have to be decent."

Song Yuanwai was the biggest squire in Qingyi, and it was very cold in October, the rich family didn't have servants guarding the door, they just stayed in the gatehouse and came out when they heard someone.

Qin Yu worked peacefully for three to five days, and his depression was relieved after being reprimanded by Uncle Zhang for being useless. He hugged his shoulders and leaned against the window to bask in the warm winter sun.

This is similar to staying in Lexing Palace!Qin Yu just looked out of the window like this, and fell asleep with his head tilted.

"Where's the gatekeeper? Open the door..."

Qin Yu vaguely heard someone's voice, opened his eyes and glanced at the figure outside the window, stretched himself, and slowly got up.

"Who is it?"

The young master of the Song family stood outside the door, seeing his appearance, he said dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing?"

"Falling asleep." Qin Yu answered casually without looking at the young master when he opened the door.

The door opened, and Young Master Song brought his servants, just stepped out of the door, and frowned at Qin Yu, "Why didn't you sweep the snow at this door, and dared to sleep?"

Qin Yu looked at the snow, and said indifferently, "I was asked to watch the door, but I was not asked to sweep the snow."

Young Master Song was stunned for a while, looked at Qin Yu and suddenly smiled, and took a step forward, "Master, I will teach you today"

Pa, raised his arm, and Young Master Song gave him a slap. This young master is also a dandy, and the servants in the family indulged him. It was the first time someone was so rude and dared to speak against him.

Qin Yu was stunned, not sure if he had been slapped in the face, he didn't react until the burning pain came on his face.

"Bastard!" Qin Yu raised his hand and punched him. The boy next to him came over and was so beaten up that he didn't dare to step forward. "What are you, you dare to hit me..."

Young Master Song was pressed to the ground with fists and kicks. The servants stood aside, not daring to go forward. Qin Yu was almost out of anger. He looked at the half-dead Young Master Song, snorted coldly, and left directly.

Uncle Zhang was sitting in the room, just made a pot of tea, leaning on the recliner with half-closed eyes, when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw Qin Yu, "Why did you come back so early?" He asked in surprise.

"I quit, they are bullying people." Qin Yu sat down and poured a cup of tea.

Quit again!Uncle Zhang rolled his eyes and looked at him, "Why did you bully you this time?"

"Their young master dared to hit me!"

Uncle Zhang frowned and subconsciously felt that something was wrong, so he asked again, and when Qin Yu said the matter again, his face immediately changed drastically.

"Fate him, or I'll beat him to death!"

"Oh, you bastard!" Zhang Bo raised his crutch, "Why did you get into trouble!"

Dodging his walking stick, Qin Yu jumped up and stood in front of him, "Why don't you just let him beat me, you old man?"

"Then you'll beat him to death." Uncle Zhang stood up, his beard trembling with anger, "Do you know that the Song family is the number one gentry in the area, you boy..."

Qin Yu looked at his expressionless face, Zhang Bo sighed and stopped what he said next, pulled him to pick up the things, and walked out quickly.

"Come with me"

"Where?"

"go!"

Zhang Bo pulled him, and Qin Yu followed behind. After a while, Qin Yu found that Zhang Bo had taken him out of the city.

"Zhang Bo..." I just taught a second generation ancestor a lesson, as for driving myself away?

Uncle Zhang took out his purse, put it in his arms and pointed to the front, "Hurry up, go, it won't be long, there will be notices all over the city to arrest you, if you don't go, it will be too late."

Qin Yu didn't turn the corner for a moment, looked at him "Why?"

"It's against the law to hit someone," Zhang Bo was furious, "What's more, you almost beat someone to death."

Qin Yu was speechless for a moment, lowered his head and said nothing, Zhang Bo looked at him and smiled again, shook his head and said, "I don't know where you came from, but boy, your life is definitely not the way you are, so take care of yourself."

Touching the purse in his arms, Qin Yu looked at him and asked apologetically, "Then what should you do?"

"Don't worry, the old man has lived to this age, nothing can be solved." Uncle Zhang swung his walking stick and knocked on his leg. "Go!"

Qin Yu left, walked for a while, and when he looked back, Uncle Zhang had disappeared.

A few months ago, he had a close friend who had a good time with him, and he was about to marry Yuliang, but it seemed that the world changed drastically overnight.

After Yuliang became the emperor, Yunfei became an enemy, and he finally couldn't sleep for a moment, now that he thinks about it...it is really useless.

He walked a long way, then looked back, the small town of Qingyi was wrapped in the wind and snow, and could no longer be seen.

Wenhou Mansion

"Is this serious?" Yan Shijun looked at the person in front of him and asked.

"It's absolutely true," said the subordinate, "this was painted by someone from Qingyi, and there will be no mistakes."

Your Highness Jin Wang, you haven't run far!Yan Shijun smiled darkly, motioned his subordinates to go out, and then got up to look for Zhuo Qingfeng.

"How is Brother Zhuo's injury?" Yan Shijun entered the door.After Zhuo Qingfeng Baihu, he almost died. Even though he was saved by him, his martial arts were not as good as before.

"What's the matter, sir?" Zhuo Qingfeng asked directly without answering.

"I have the whereabouts of King Jin." Yan Shijun sat down, "Brother Zhuo, please take a walk."

"Where is it?" Zhuo Qingfeng looked up, Yan Shijun handed him a note, he looked at it and stood up with his sword.

Yan Shijun stopped him, looked at him with a smile and said, "Brother Zhuo's martial arts are not as good as before, I will send a few people to make sure everything is safe."

"Thank you" Zhuo Qingfeng glanced at him and left, Yan Shijun was just trying to prevent himself from running away.

The wind and snow had intensified these days, and the road was especially difficult to walk. Qin Yu grabbed his cloak tightly and looked at the road ahead. The wind and snow were so heavy that he couldn't see clearly.

"It doesn't mean that there is a city not far away, why can't you see it?" He muttered, breathing heavily into his hands.

Suddenly there was the sound of horseshoes behind him, very hurried, and it seemed that he was rushing there, Qin Yu hurried to make way to the side of the road, what if he was knocked down by the road.

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer, and when it was about to pass Qin Yu, a strong wind suddenly picked up and overturned the hood. A cold light flashed, and Qin Yu immediately rolled on the spot, dodging the blow in embarrassment.

With a glance, there are seven or eight people in the group, each holding a long sword, and their skills should be good, but to dispatch so many people, I really look down on myself!

Qin Yu didn't even think about it, he slapped the ground and jumped up, twisted his body and ran deeper into the wind and snow, those people immediately chased them out, but fortunately the wind and snow were too strong, otherwise all arrows would be fired, and even the gods would die.

The wind and snow were continuous, and everyone couldn't help being dazzled when they walked fast. Qin Yu took advantage of this and kept changing directions depending on the terrain.

call out!When the buzzing sound came, Qin Yu dodged subconsciously, and then he was kicked in the chest, his blood surged, he pressed his chest and rolled several times to avoid the sword's edge.

"Surround..." Zhuo Qingfeng was wearing a face scarf, and everyone dispersed immediately after giving an order.

Nie'er... Nie'er...the horse neighed and suddenly passed over the heads of the crowd and landed in front of Qin Yu, who immediately swept away everyone's weapons.

"come up"

Just as Qin Yu stretched out his hand and was about to jump on the horse, a long sword suddenly swung out from the slanting stab and slashed at his wrist. The expression of the man on the horse changed, he twisted himself and jumped off, sweeping away the sword's edge.

There was another sound of hooves, and several people joined in, fighting with Zhuo Qingfeng and his group, protecting Qin Yu behind him.

"Get on your horse and leave"

Qin Yu grabbed the reins and jumped up, just as he raised the whip, his wrist was caught, Zhuo Qingfeng pushed out with a palm, hitting his back.

Pfft... A mouthful of blood spewed out and landed on the snowy ground in red. Qin Yu's eyes went dark, and he held the rein tightly with both hands to prevent himself from falling.

"careful!"

Someone shouted loudly, and Qin Yu's head was lowered. He hugged the horse's back, and only heard the sound of the sword clanging behind his ears, and then the horse rushed out.

Pulling out his long sword, Zhuo Qingfeng kicked the person away, and shouted "shoot the arrow" at the people around him

Qin Yu hugged the horse's back, and an arrow feather pierced through the wind and snow, and inserted it firmly into his leg. It was really unlucky for him to be able to hit such a big wind and snow!

The wind and snow were blowing, Qin Yu was lying there not knowing where he was being taken, he could only see the horseshoe prints and dripping blood being swept away by the wind, so he couldn't be chased.

There is a small thatched hut on the wasteland, without any shelter, standing like this in the cold and freezing environment. From a close look, it seems that there is smoke coming out of the kitchen, but it blows away too quickly.

Inside the house, a man was sitting at the door, with a thin black face, loose hair in a bun, and a few strands drooping randomly on his forehead. He looked quite old. He was holding a cup of hot wine, talking excitedly to the person opposite, when suddenly the door opened With a bang, the man froze for a moment, listened carefully, and stood up to open the door.

"Miss Boss, there seems to be a visitor!"

A woman in her thirties came out of the second floor, wearing a red dress, with her hair tied up in a bun, her eyebrows pointedly drawn, watching the door and slowly going downstairs.

"Who?"

Opening the door, the man hugged his shoulders and saw a person lying in the snow, "another escape"

Escape?The woman frowned, her life was full of charm, which made the eyes of several other people in the room shine.

"What are you looking at? I don't want eyeballs anymore, do you?" The woman raised her brows, and the group smiled awkwardly. They lowered their heads and continued to drink. "In this snowy day, let's just forget about business and save people? Let him die outside!"

After the woman finished speaking, she pushed the man away and wanted to close the door herself. She glanced casually, and suddenly smiled brightly, "Ma Wu, you guys, bring him in. He looks so good-looking, sister can't let him die."

Hearing his order, the man at the door greeted him and walked out, saying, "Sister Hong, you're in love again!"

"Stop talking nonsense to my old lady, or I won't drink with you"

Ma Wu laughed, carried him in, and put him on the bed for a look, um... he really looks good, at least much better looking than the few in this room.

Capital

"The Queen Mother"

When Chu Cui entered, the Empress Dowager was reclining on the couch, looking at the snowflakes outside the window, her expression remained unchanged, but Chu Cui glanced at her tightly clenched hands, knowing that she was worried.

"Your Highness is fine"

"Yeah" the queen mother opened her palms, looked at it for a while, and then her eyes changed, "Tweety, go and call Wen Hou here"

"Yes"

Half an hour later, Yan Shijun braved the snow and followed Chu Cui into the Changxin Hall.

"My minister sees the Queen Mother"

The queen mother sat in front of him, looked at him for a while, and said, "Wen Hou, I will show you someone."

Yan Shijun raised his head and looked in the direction the Queen Mother was pointing at. Behind the bead curtain, a man was wearing a cloak, and slowly took off his cape at him. His pupils shrank, Yan Shijun's heart trembled in fright, and he turned back hastily, looking down ground.

"Why, do you think things are as you think? Do you think you and Zhuo can make things happen?"

"The queen mother ordered"

The queen mother waved her hand, and the people behind the bead curtain disappeared. She looked down at Yan Shijun and leaned slightly, "Don't touch my son again, otherwise you will be ruined like Zhuo, with no place to die."

"The humble minister takes orders"

"Back off"

"Yes"

Yan Shijun kowtowed and left, outside the Changxin Hall, he walked out of the palace step by step, the faster he walked, the faster his heart beat, he didn't know how much there was still under the red walls and golden tiles.