Da Deyun

The place where Dong Qi was tied up was a ruined temple on the mountain behind the Huashen Temple.This was originally the Temple of Flowers, but it was later moved to a new temple, and it was abandoned here.

No one came to the back mountain for a long time, and weeds were already overgrown, and the sky was overcast again. When Sun Jiufang rode his horse and looked at the ruined temple from a distance, he felt a burst of shade.

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After the ceremony, the empress descended from the altar.

The people under the altar had to come down and evacuate before the empress descended the thousand-step stone staircase, and someone in the crowd recognized the second master.

"My lord?"

"It's the prince! The prince is back!"

"Your Majesty! King Pingxi is back!"

The two ranks of Xuanjia troops on the golden steps drew their swords down together, and the people who were in chaos fell silent for a moment, watching the Xuanjia troops surround them.

The general of the Xuanjia Army chased down from above the golden steps, and seeing that the Xuanjia Army only surrounded the people but did not take them down, he felt a little uneasy.

The forbidden army gave way in both directions, sure enough.

"My lord..."

The general didn't salute, but stood in front of the second master and shouted; behind this voice, thousands of words were suppressed.

The Ninth Five-Year Lord above the altar, and the old lord below the altar; maybe it's not true, his master has always been His Majesty.The prince and him in the Xuanjia Army are the kindness of knowing each other, the five-year friendship in Jincheng, and the life-and-death friendship in the Northwest battlefield.

The difference between human beings and beasts is affection.

The second master raised his head, and seemed to be able to see the killing intent in Junshang's eyes full of disbelief and his eyebrows on the altar.

"His Majesty--"

He worked hard enough to pierce clouds and crack rocks; he was hysterical with all his strength.

"Yun Lei is here to plead guilty."

Hearing the sound, all the officials on the stone steps stepped down the steps one after another, their heavy sacrificial clothes and hats messed up a lot.

I don't know whose voice it was: "Bold traitor, hurry up and take it down!"

No one from the Xuanjia army made a move.

The second master walked out from among the common people, listening to the whispers gradually hiding in his ears, one sentence after another poured into his heart.

"His Majesty--"

He took a step forward, twisted the hem of his clothes with two fingers, lifted his robe and knelt down and kowtowed.

"Your Majesty, please listen to the minister!"

People do not believe that he will rebel, as long as the evidence is convincing, it will not be too late to deal with it.

You can't help but listen to this statement.

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Clouds are thickening, and thunder breaks the sky.

This gang of gangsters is not considered outsiders, and their surname is Sun.

This is a descendant of concubine in the generation of great-grandfather, and he is also a member of the grandson family.It is said that a big mistake was made at that time. The patriarch and the then Sun family's concubine were kicked out of Shengjing and removed from the family tree.

The facts of that year are too long ago, and the stories that have been circulated have been covered with many layers of time and quicksand, so it is impossible to distinguish the truth from the false.It's not that no one has been here in the past hundred years, but the results of those who have been here have been very tragic, and it has stopped after so many years.

At least since Sun Jiufang was born, she has only heard stories in the genealogy.

These people are like some local hooligans, who hold swords and look like mountain grass bandits. The leader has a scar on his neck, and he looks smug when he smiles.

"Young Master Sun is really here, as expected, beauty is more important." The gangster spat out a grass root in his mouth, and said in a strange way: "If I knew it, I would have asked you to bring some good wine."

Sun Jiufang got off her horse with a stern expression on her face. The corners of her black robe were rolled up by the wind, and she was as stiff as a wooden sculpture.

"What about her?"

"Hahahaha..." The gangster laughed first, and nonchalantly pulled his collar twice, scratched his chest, and didn't care much: "It's true that you love beauty and don't care about future."

"Taizu is kind, thinking of the same origin is just driving you out of Beijing." He opened his mouth slowly, and there was a compelling aura in the dark wind.

Taizu was too kind, he knew that he should be killed today.

call out!

The gangster swung his knife sharply, pointed at Sun Jiufang, and said with a half-hearted smile: "You people are always pious."

The grievances and grievances of the older generation will naturally be broken by the older generation, why they are both descendants, this fate is a world of difference.

Five or six people swung their sabers together, using the Nanmanzi's machete technique, and went straight to kill Sun Jiufang with some bandit spirit!

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I don't know which blind censor told about Yun Lei's treason in public, as if he had actually seen the letter.

"The minister was ordered to stay in Tianjin City and set up the southern border army horses for His Majesty. The army has been arriving for a long time, and the deputy commander of the southern border army hinted at the minister..."

The people around held their breaths and concentrated, no one whispered.

The second master raised his head, looked at the faint light above the altar, under the dark clouds, and said word by word: "The cunning rabbit is dead, the lackey is cooking."

"After a few reprimands, the minister received news within a few days that there were rumors in Beijing that the minister bribed the southern border army with the intention of plotting rebellion."

A minister in vermilion robe bowed his hands and took a step to the top of the stone steps: "The secret letter is absolutely true, and the family letter found from the Guo Mansion is the seal of your Prince Pingxi, exactly! Why bother?" Clever words, beat me up!"

"You are not from my Pingxi Palace, how can you know that it is accurate!" Yun Lei was so angry that he raised his voice and opened his mouth to roar back.

Focusing on the family letter, he said: "Since you are talking about the family letter, why should you stamp the king's seal on the family letter? Is it possible that I still dare to order soldiers to train the teacher!"

This is not bad, Wang Yin is a symbol of power, not a proof of family letters.

"Hmph! Who knows that there is something shady about your Deyun family!" Some people don't know how to argue with reason, and always like to make up stories with empty teeth: "Furthermore, Mr. Da has no official position no matter how old he is. If you agree What about him, why not affix the king's seal as a swearing oath as a prince!"

It's time for the whispered conversation to resume.

The second master turned his body sideways, as if the old disease on his leg had recurred, took out the king's seal in his arms, and offered the king's seal with both hands, saying: "This is the king's seal bestowed by the emperor, it can be printed on snow cloth and compared with that family letter, please Your Majesty Mingjian!"

After finishing speaking, Second Master leaned over and kowtowed heavily.

The murmurs of the people around him became more and more loud, and one of them plucked up his courage and shouted: "Your Majesty has worked hard to protect his family and country, so he cannot be wronged. Your Majesty will test it!"

If one person speaks, everyone will obey, and the hearts of the people are the biggest bargaining chip.

The secret letter to buy the Southern Border Army was forged, His Majesty's heart was like a mirror, but Yun Lei's disheartened look that he was not afraid of the shadows really made His Majesty very angry.

Remembering that all the sympathy that arose that day was wiped out on the family letters found from the Guo family, that was the greatest comfort for His Majesty to feel that he had done nothing wrong.

"Come on, test!"

Now the Sacred Heart is no longer important, civil and military officials, and common people in the city are all there, there is no way to retreat.

The second master lifted his robe, tore off a piece of snow cloth, turned his head and looked at the cross knife at the waist of the general of the Xuanjia army, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped it!

The long sword spun in the air, and he raised his arms to meet it.The general beside him exclaimed, and blood overflowed from his arm at the same time.

The second master sealed the king's seal with his own blood.

Dozens of officials checked and checked, nodding and shaking their heads repeatedly, and they almost handed over their hands to report that it was the same king's seal.

It wasn't until the last moment that the Minister of the Ministry of Finance hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted loudly: "It's different! It's different! This seal is fake!"

His Majesty narrowed his eyes, lowered his voice, and said, "Ai Qing can see for sure which seal it is..."

"It's a letter from the family! This letter from the family is a forgery!" Lord Shangshu couldn't help being overjoyed, presented the letter from the family and the king's seal of Xuebu, and carefully explained the difference in his voice.

"Such a fraud, clearly with ulterior motives, Your Majesty must be the master of the prince!" Shang Shu followed closely, lowering his eyes and raising his voice.

The people said in unison: Your Majesty, please make the decision for the prince!

The shouts became louder and louder, His Majesty clenched the letter tightly and looked coldly at Yun Lei under the altar, kneeling upright and meticulous, with a dignified and disappointed expression.

Some people are like this, even if they act in that humble posture, they have the potential to force people.

The second master was quiet, waiting for the shouting of the crowd to stop, and raised his voice: "What is the secret letter, I don't know, your majesty can test it."

In the court, there were not a few people who supported him, and they all stood up when they made a clear stand.

"This book is all fake, and the secret letter must not be true!"

"That's right! The Guo Mansion found out such framing, not to mention secret letters with unknown origins!"

The secret letter of unknown origin was obtained by His Majesty.

"Come here." His Majesty closed his eyes, clutched the so-called family letter tightly in his palm and carried it behind his back, and said coldly: "The deputy commander of the Southern Border Army forged a secret letter to frame Zhongliang, behead him."

The Imperial Army led the order to retreat, and quickly announced the decree to take down the guilty minister.

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Sword light and blood shadow, lightning and thunder.

Wuliu bandit died under the knife, Sun Jiufang Qingyan's robe was bloody, her hair was broken and her forehead fell down.

A bolt of lightning broke through the air, and it was the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Sun Jiufang, I'm going to kill you today!" The bandit leader shouted loudly without swinging his knife, and the two young men beside him ran into the ruined temple and pulled out a bloody man.

The clothes were in tatters, the welts all over the body were dripping with blood, and the burn scars were shocking!With disheveled hair, he fell into a lifeless coma, allowing the little guy to drag him out.

"Hahahaha..." The bandit grabbed the blood man's hair and tore it back forcefully, causing him to raise his head and frown in pain: "Sun Jiufang! Look at you girls, I'm so happy!"

This face is also covered with blood stains...

He only felt that he was suffocating, and his chest was like a lightning strike. This bolt of lightning and thunder pierced his heart like a knife.

"what--"

The world is no longer warm and warm, the sun and the moon are no longer clear and cold, and he, Sun Jiufang, doesn't believe in Buddhism!

Swords and swords crisscrossed, clothes and silk were torn with blood.

It rained cats and dogs, and the flowers bloomed in the blue spring of Huangquan.

One punch is hard to beat four hands, Sun Jiufang lost his mind when he was upside down among a dozen or so people, killing him with blood all over his eyes.No matter how many injuries he suffered, he didn't know it, just swung his knife and fought, using up all the calmness and indifference in the past 20 years.

The sound of iron hoofs treading rain approached behind him, and the cloud-piercing arrow pierced the wind!

"Ashu!"

"Ashu!"

"They're all dead, dead!"

Gao Xiaobei hugged him tightly from behind with red eyes and trembling voices, and the two guards struggled to snatch the long sword that had been broken in his hand.

These "Ashu" finally made him calm down.

Gao Xiaobei released his hand cautiously, and tried to calm his breathing; in his impression, Ah Shu was always sitting on a nanmu chair under the window, smiling peacefully, a young man with crooked phoenix eyes, good at writing and devout to the Buddha. believer.

Sun Jiufang was a little unsteady on her feet, fell to the ground after a few steps, and crawled to her side.

He tore off the gold-embroidered black cloak that had already been soaked by the heavy rain and was still bloody; the tear in Qingyan's robe kept bleeding out, and he turned a blind eye to it.

The black cloak wrapped her tightly.

He held her in his arms, brushed away the hair covering her eyebrows, couldn't tell whether it was tears or the heavy rain kept hitting her face, and she fainted with blood.

"I like."

"I really like it."

"I like…"

Whispering to choking and finally turned into howling.

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"Your Majesty, the minister has little talent and learning, and it is embarrassing to take on a heavy responsibility."

"I have failed His Majesty's entrustment!"

"Today's affairs are all due to the incompetence of the minister. I still don't know how to hold the seal of the commander of the three armies."

"Hand over the Haocheng soldier talisman today, and ask your majesty to come down and demote your ministers to common people. From then on, the ancient scrolls will be tainted with wine and spend the rest of your life."

The second master kowtowed, solemnly and solemnly.

With the youthful blood of the past and the future, the heart is as still as water.