At the wide-open city gate, Zhou Yinzhi gradually stopped the bleeding corpse, and collapsed in the middle of the road. A bloody prelude was faintly opened amid the rising loess miasma.
Yan Lin waved his hand, and the army entered the city.
Jiang Xuening walked from outside the city gate to the city gate, those familiar streets appeared in front of her again, from the past life to this life, they still looked like that. It's just that there isn't a single open shop, either the door is closed, or it's in ruins. Where can there be the grand scene of the prosperous capital of the past
A long time ago, it was on this long street that Yan Lin was in high spirits and took her to the lantern festival; You Fang was clumsy and wanted to see a purse, but knocked over someone's pavement; Shen Zhiyi went to Tartar to meet her relatives At that time, the team that looked happy but was actually sad also wandered through the city; Xie Ju'an was still keeping a low profile, for a string and a few pieces of good wood, he walked behind his back from his mansion to the Youhuang Pavilion to find Lu. Show…
It all started here and will end here.
She thought she killed Zhou Yinzhi and took revenge, so she felt very happy.
But it seems not.
Standing on this long street, watching the soldiers marching forward, Jiang Xuening felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, as if he suddenly didn't know what to do next or where to go.
Xie Wei stood beside her, watching with her, but didn't say a word.
Jiang Xuening suddenly asked him, "How about you?"
Xie Wei looked back: "What?"
Jiang Xuening said: "When the revenge is over, what are you going to do?"
Xie Wei looked at her and didn't answer for a long time.
For more than 20 years of heavy obsession, and a deep blood feud that has subverted his life, will he feel happy if he gets revenge
Or, just like her sudden feeling...
Jiang Xuening is really hard to guess.
The late autumn leaves were swept by the wind and covered the corners of the long street. The footsteps of the marching troops continued to the end of the street. The sentry who spies forward to spy on the news rode a fast horse, and Lu Xian frowned and was talking to Yan Lin. what. On the other side of the long street, a young monk in a blue shirt came running quickly, but was stopped by the soldiers along the way. He tried to explain something until he suddenly saw Xie Wei on the other side, so he stretched out his hand. Fingers, eyes lit up...
Xie Wei was suddenly in a trance.
He said to Daoqin beside him, "Let him come over."
Daoqin walked over according to the words, explained the soldiers over there, and walked over with the little monk.
Jiang Xuening looked curiously.
The little monk was obviously a little bit afraid of Xie Wei, but when he got in front of him, he bowed his head very politely and said, "A few days ago, there was a donor surnamed Meng, who was covered in blood, and the abbot asked him. , said that he was coming to inform the benefactor. I heard that the Xinzhou army had entered the city, and a little monk came to report."
Xie Wei knew who he was talking about, so he lowered his eyes slightly and said, "It's time to work."
Jiang Xuening looked at the monk but was very confused.
Xie Wei suddenly turned to her and asked, "Have you been to Baita Temple?"
Jiang Xuening's heart trembled suddenly.
She had heard the name of Baita Temple, but she had never been there.
With the words in his throat, Shizhu couldn't get out.
But Xie Wei took her hand and smiled: "There is an old friend you know there, I have to go there. You go with me, okay?"
Jiang Xuening failed to say the words of rejection.
Xie Wei pulled her onto the horse, wrapped her directly in his arms, rode the horse away, crossed several streets, and soon saw a tall white pagoda in the distance.
The barren city was slaughtered all over the place.
The ground was originally covered with fallen leaves and no one was cleaning it. Even if some people did not leave the city, they closed their doors to avoid disasters.
However, the road ahead was actually clean.
On the old slate and moss, there are fresh marks scratched by the broom, and there is not a single fallen leaf. At the end is an ancient and remote temple. The maple leaves in the temple have already turned red, and in this late autumn season, it is somewhat splendid like clouds.
Xie Wei reined in his horse here.
He handed out his hand to Jiang Xuening again and helped her dismount.
In front of the temple gate, a little monk came out with a water basin and sprinkled water on the ground he had just swept. He didn't seem to expect that someone would come to pay homage to the Buddha at this time, and when he first saw the two of them, there was still a bit of strangeness in his eyes.
However, when he saw Xie Wei, his eyes widened instantly.
Xie Wei knew that he recognized him, but he didn't talk nonsense. He only asked, "Where is Abbot Wangchen?"
The little monk stammered when he spoke. After standing for a while, he quickly put the water basin in his hand in the corner of the wall and said, "The abbot is meditating in the meditation room, and the little monk is here to communicate!"
After he finished speaking, he ran inside quickly.
Xie Wei didn't care about him, and only walked into the temple with Jiang Xuening.
There are many linden trees planted under the wall.
The abbot's meditation room is still in the back, an ordinary and simple one.
When he got to the front, Xie Wei said to her, "Wait for me here for a moment."
Jiang Xuening nodded.
Xie Wei walked straight in, and in the blink of an eye, his figure was blocked by the door. From the window of the meditation room, which was covered with yellowed window paper, there was a Buddha's name, followed by a gentle conversation.
As we all know, although Xie Wei was in the court, he could not only read the Taoist scriptures, but also knew the Buddhist Dharma, so he could not only befriend Shilin, but also be on a par with the earlier national teacher Yuanji monk.
It's just that this was the first time she saw that he really had anything to do with the temple.
The benefactor surnamed Meng, she also knew...
Is that Meng Yang
Jiang Xuening thought about it and found that he didn't seem to be very curious about it. He just raised his eyes and looked around, so he saw the stone pavilion not far ahead.
At that moment, she clearly did not see the name of this stone pavilion, but there was a strange feeling in the middle of it, which made her heart beat suddenly, so she stepped up and walked towards it.
When you get close, you can see clearly.
It really is Chaoyin Pavilion.
The stone pavilion is built up by seven steps. There is an old wooden table built in the pavilion. An incense burner is placed on the table. It seems that the incense has only been lit in the morning. Faint agarwood smell.
Next to this stone pavilion, there is a vast forest of steles.
Each piece is six feet high and one foot wide.
One name after another is engraved on it.
Some later ones don't even have names.
It can be seen that they have been standing here for a long time, and there are traces of wind and rain erosion on the edge of each piece, and even covered with dust.
Jiang Xuening walked inside slowly to see, Zhao Qian, Sun Li, all surnames; some had names and surnames, and they were complete; There are many names...
Three hundred righteous children's grave.
She had never seen it in her previous life, because it seemed to be something that had nothing to do with her after all. If it hadn't been mentioned by You Fangyin when she was under house arrest in Kunning Palace, she might not have known it yet. In fact, the final ups and downs of her past life were all tied to her. On top of this bloody old incident more than 20 years ago.
Finally saw it today.
She didn't see it fast, and stopped for a moment every time she saw a name, as if she wanted them to leave a little trace in her memory.
It's just that Jiang Xuening suddenly stopped for a long time when he walked to the southeast corner, and did not continue to move forward.
There is also a stone monument in front of him.
But it is very different from those around it.
On the stone tablet next to it, either a clear name or name is engraved. But this piece was originally engraved with a name, but it seems that it was forcibly cut off before it was finished, leaving only a few mottled dents and a few messy engravings on it.
A voice suddenly sounded from behind her: "This is me."
Jiang Xuening turned back.
Xie Wei did not know when he had come out of the meditation room. In the distance, next to the steps under the Chaoyin Pavilion, stood an old monk, and beside him stood a pale-faced Meng Yang, but he just watched and did not come over.
For the first time, Jiang Xuening didn't understand what Xie Wei meant.
He came to her side.
The dust accumulated on the dark stone tablet was gently brushed away by his hand.
Xie Wei looked at her and smiled: "Originally, the name was to be engraved here, but she would not believe it anyway, that pile of bones and sludge after the snow melted is me. When the craftsman engraved the name on it. , she snatched the carving knife and destroyed the name engraved on it. Then she told others that her child may not have died, even if she had already suffered misfortune, she should be buried in the ground, and she should not be named Xiao again."
Clearly said with a smile.
But Jiang Xuening listened but didn't know why, her eyes were hot flush, and she felt a little choked in her throat.
Xie Wei said quietly: "I was a person who should have died more than 20 years ago."
Jiang Xuening reached out to shake his hand and shook his head: "No, you are not."
Her palms were sweaty and even trembling.
Xie Wei smiled: "What are you afraid of?"
Jiang Xuening couldn't tell him, just said: "No matter what, she wants you to live."
Xie Wei's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he didn't speak for a long time. He clenched his fingers on his side, but in the end he didn't respond to her words. He just said, "Don't come here alone in the future, it's time to go."
He pulled her out.
When passing under the Chaoyin Pavilion, Meng Yang glanced at them, and the abbot Wangchen announced to them the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, all dharmas are empty!"
Jiang Xuening has no wisdom roots and can't understand.
Xie Wei did not respond.
He took Jiang Xuening out of Baita Temple again. Outside the door, Yan Lin led the dark soldiers waiting, while Lu Xian was standing at the bottom of the steps. Seeing them come out, he glanced at Jiang Xuening before walking forward.
Xie Wei stopped.
He came up and whispered a word to him.
Xie Wei didn't seem to care: "Come with her, don't stop her."
Lu Xian stared at him for a long time and asked, "Do you really want to win?"
Xie Wei said: "I think."
Lu Xian then said: "But if what you want changes, your win will be a loss to others."
Xie Wei said plainly: "I will not lose."
He did not speak to Lu Xian again.
During the time he entered Baita Temple, Yan Lin and others had already led the army to find out the situation in the city. After the Tianjiao rebels entered the city, they apparently encountered a long-planned ambush. The city of Nanchengfang in the west city was full of blood, which spread all the way along Chang'an Avenue to the Forbidden City.
Falling on the side of the road, some are from the heavenly religion, and some are from the imperial court.
There are even wounded but not dead.
When the Xinzhou army passed by the blood-stained road, they cried and begged: "Save us, save us..."
When most people saw it, they were heartbroken.
However, Xie Wei's eyes swept over them, but it only evoked memories of the past, and did not stop there. He went straight to the too quiet Forbidden City with Yan Lin and others all the way.
The palace gate has long been breached by the Heavenly Sect.
Bodies that have not yet been collected are everywhere.
The originally golden Tai Chi Hall was now covered with a layer of blood red.
Wan Xiuzi looked around and could hardly believe it.
There were only thousands of remnants left beside him, all with red eyes and wounds. Even on his own waist and abdomen, there was a feather arrow that had not been removed, but the body of the arrow was broken, and the arrow was still in the body, but he did not dare to take it out for the time being.
The situation before the hall was not much better.
Thousands of elite soldiers arrayed in front of the main hall, guarding the emperor in the middle. It's just that Shen Lang's hair is disheveled and barefoot, how can he still look like the lord of a country in the past
He laughed nervously.
The civil and military people of the dynasty, those who did not surrender to the enemy, those who did not run away, and those who were loyal to the king, are now all paralyzed in the hall with trembling fears, watching with lingering fears at the Heavenly Religion Army who had pushed to the front of the hall and confronted them.
King Shen Jie of Linzi, Duke Ding Xiao Yuan, Minister of Punishment Gu Chunfang, Minister of Household Jiang Boyou, and even Xiao Dingfei were among them...
But Zhang Zhe was not seen.
Xiao Shu, who was already the esteemed imperial concubine, was standing in the corner at this time, looking at Shen Lang who was laughing, she felt cold all over her body, and her heart was full of bleakness.
If only in mind, Shen Lang was undoubtedly a qualified emperor.
He actually deliberately mobilized the strength of the city gate, and instead made people ambushed at the narrow entrance of the street. When the Heavenly Sect thought that he had won, he gave him a head-on blow, which really caught the opponent by surprise.
Fighting all the way, it turned out to be a tragic victory!
Although he was beaten into the palace now, he showed no signs of panic at all, and even had an indescribable pleasure, which only made people wonder: Does this emperor still have other cards in his hand
Wan Xiuzi looked at him with gloomy eyes, and was a little uncertain at this moment.
No matter what the back is, the dragon chair is placed high in the Taiji Temple.
More than 20 years ago, he was only one step away from this position; it is a pity that King Pingnan was entangled in royal grievances and insisted on exterminating the blood of the Shen family, so that he was killed by reinforcements, and ultimately fell short!
More than 20 years later, he once again stood under this dragon chair!
In front of the Taiji Hall, the sun was blazing, and tens of thousands of people on both sides confronted each other, but only the sound of the wind was blowing, and no one dared to make a sound.
So at this time the voice in the distance became clear.
At that time, the uniform footsteps of many people slammed on the solid ground paved with slate in the palace, gradually getting closer, as if every sound stepped on people's hearts, affecting the beating of people's hearts!
There was a commotion on both sides of the Heavenly Sect and the imperial court.
Shen Lang and Wan Xiuzi both looked towards the palace gate.
When they saw the raised Xinzhou Army flag from a distance, the remaining soldiers on the side of the Heavenly Sect only felt a burst of panic, while a small number of the officials on the court side were almost immediately cheered up, and they even cried with joy!
"It's the Xinzhou army of Master Xie and Shizi Yan!"
"They are finally here!"
"Teacher of King Qin, God helps my dynasty, the thieves of the Heaven Sect will definitely explain it here today!"
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However, in contrast, Shen Lang's complexion suddenly turned ashen.
Wan Xiuzi seemed to have heard a big joke, raised his finger to these stupid pustules, and laughed loudly: "Rescue soldiers, you should still be rescue soldiers! Hahahaha..."
Xie Wei's snow-white Taoist robe was not stained with dust, and he slowly approached in the blowing wind.
Everyone's eyes were almost in his direction.
Jiang Xuening was beside him, watching the tragic confrontation in front of him, only to feel that the whole world turned white, giving birth to a strange sense of dizziness.
The army that was crushing was black like a tide, arrayed in front of the Taiji Hall, and surrounded almost everyone.
When those people in the court heard Wan Xiuzi's laughter, there was a commotion.
Wan Xiuzi only said that he was already pitiful and pitiful, but he never thought that there were people in the world who were more pitiful and pitiful than him. He has been an official for seven or eight years! Right under your nose! You didn't even recognize him! This is the young master of the prince who has devoted himself to your court. This is obviously the devil who demands your life at any time and wants you to pay the debt of blood. !"
Xiao Dingfei hid in the crowd, sighed softly, and thought to himself: The days of cheating food and drinking are coming to an end...
Xie Wei walked up the steps without speaking.
Duke Ding Xiao Yuan looked at him and then at Wan Xiuzi. He suddenly thought of something, and an unspeakable fear spread in his heart!
Then, that ominous premonition came true.
Under everyone's terrified eyes, Wan Xiu's voice with a very malicious, even a bit smug, sounded in front of this empty Taiji Temple, but it brought an incomparably gloomy taste: " More than 20 years ago, at that time, he was not called Xie Ju'an, he should be called - Xiao Dingfei!"
There was a sudden "buzz" in the heads of many people in the court and the opposition.
Xie Wei just stood still, looked at everyone very calmly, and said lightly: "It's so lively, I seem to be a little late."