[emperor]
Qiufeng kills people.
The soft and fragrant red soil in the capital is like a long scroll that has been doused with lamp oil and burnt to ashes overnight.
In the past, the eight streets and nine streets were in turmoil. Pedestrians rushed from the south of the city to the north of the city with their burdens, shouting vaguely all the way: "I can't run away, there is also a fire over there..."
The noise of the noise could not reach the lifeless Forbidden City on the other side.
Within the palace walls, all the concubines and maids were gathered in a side hall like cattle, huddled together in silence. Some collapsed court ladies cried and begged a few times, and were immediately dragged out and executed on the spot.
Only the Ouchi guards, who were selected by thousands of people, remained on duty as usual, their numb faces showed a spirit of righteousness and martyrdom, but mixed with indescribable confusion. Several young guards turned their heads from time to time, and glanced at the Feichen Palace where bursts of music came out.
Emperor Zhou Jingyi sat on the dragon chair, with a table of wine and food in front of him. The cook in the imperial dining room had lost his mind for a long time, and put too much salt in his hands, and put down his tooth chopsticks after two bites. The troupe in front of him was playing music tremblingly, and one of the actresses was calm and sang gracefully: "Wait a while to make a beautiful girl, so manifested, so soft..."
Her singing is lingering, as if she still has a delicate fragrance of makeup. Zhou Jingyi narrowed his eyes and took a sip of his wine. The emperor was very young, with a dark and handsome face unique to the Tian family of Great Liang.
The little eunuch who was serving at the side was already frightened, but at this moment he was in a trance, and when he was pouring the wine, a few drops were splashed, and his legs softened and he knelt down on the ground, kowtowing loudly. When he was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, what came out of his mouth was: "I beg your majesty to consider for the sake of the country, go out of the city to take refuge first, and then discuss long-term plans in the future—"
Zhou Jingyi said: "Shut up."
The music stopped immediately. The head eunuch stepped forward and kicked the little eunuch away, yelling: "Get out and get the board." He filled the wine for the emperor himself.
Zhou Jingyi said: "Singing well."
The actress saluted at the sound, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Your Majesty has killed so many traversers, so he is quite tolerant towards the servant girl."
She looked not afraid of death, but the emperor didn't mean to get angry, and said flatly: "Because your play is good. Let's have a more cheerful one."
The female actress bowed and said: "Then sing "Little Banquet"." After she finished her speech, she ignored everyone's reaction and changed into a male voice: "The stable palace banquet, the disturbing border court rebellion, Dongdong's frowning and drumming, the turbulence The beacon fire... ”
The head eunuch said angrily, "Presumptuous!"
Zhou Jingyi said lazily: "Forget it, when the end comes, even an actor dares to resist the order."
"It can't be the evening when the westerly wind is blowing, and the gloomy setting sun is cold in Chang'an..." The troupe had already stopped playing music, and only the actress sang as if no one else was around, as if there was a sound of gold and iron in her voice.
Zhou Jingyi suddenly applauded.
His shouts tossed and wandered in the empty hall, as if to overwhelm the surrounding decadence and maintain an indescribable decency.
The only remaining eunuchs and maids in Feichen Palace looked at each other, and also shouted.
At the end of the song, the actress saluted, bowed her head and said nothing.
Zhou Jingyi finished drinking a pot of wine and said, "Let's go. How far you can go outside this palace wall depends on your luck."
The theater troupe hurriedly knelt down to thank them, and hurriedly rushed out. The actress walked forward without looking back, the little eunuch who came out to lead the board just now bribed the guards, limped past her, and disappeared through the side door.
Outside the palace, the BMW incense car stumbled, the traffickers scattered like birds and beasts, and the last ray of light from the Great Liang Dynasty returned to Xishan.
In the autumn of the twenty-first year of Mingchang, the Pioneering Group besieged the capital.
[Landlord]
Five miles outside the capital, in the camp of the Wulin League, there are thousands of lights in the camp after nightfall.
The landlord planted a small flag on the sand table.
The landlord said: "The Pioneering Team has been fighting for so long, and finally reached the capital. The fall of the capital is a foregone conclusion. Without military support, the Imperial Forest Army is nothing to worry about. It will last for three days at most."
Lin Kai rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "It's not easy, you also made a lot of contributions during this process, the Pioneering Team should thank you for your strategy."
The landlord said: "Generally, it's just a matter of knowing yourself and the enemy. Based on my understanding of the court, those who could have escaped would have fled long ago, and those who should have rebelled have also rebelled. Those who are still in the capital are all planning to fight with their backs to make a good name." stubborn."
Lin Kai lowered his eyes and said: "Their final battle, we almost... It's time to close the net."
The imperial court and the Pioneering Group have been fighting each other for several years, and the Wulin League has not been idle.
The Martial Arts League has been run for several generations. The current leader, Lin Kai, is an ambitious man who doesn't care about martial arts. He summons heroes from all over the world. There is also the landlord, a time traveler, and the power he established when he was in Beijing.
Ever since Zuo Yunqi stole the time travel encyclopedia from the Pioneering Group, the Wulin League has built factories to produce a large number of modern weapons. On the surface, they formed an alliance with the Pioneering Group, but in private they regarded themselves as a peaceful third party and instigated many aristocratic families that the Pioneering Group had won over.
Lin Kai glanced at the huge sand table filled with small flags of various colors, and said: "The Beifu Army is from the King of Yu Zhou Rongji, and they followed the King of Yu to support the Pioneering Group. This may not be the case. But most of the soldiers of the Bowang Army in the south are from the Green Forest , has belonged to us."
The frontier group is led by a group of traversers, and it is difficult to gain the trust of the people of Great Liang. In addition, the Wulin League intentionally adds fuel to the publicity, and it is well known that they treat non-travelers as second-class citizens, which is very unpopular. After some weighing, many forces fell to the Wulin League.
"There is one Fubo army left in the east... Didn't your Yunqi bring someone to check on General Chen?" Lin Kai said.
The landlord sneered and said: "I was entertained by him for a meal, and I accepted the gift, but I didn't give any statement. It's nothing more than fluff, and whoever can show his strength will naturally fall for him. But he pointed out a Good question. One needs to be famous in the end, and the Pioneering Group supports King Yu, so we have to show our banner."
Lin Kaidao: "Isn't it easy to adjust the banner?"
The landlord was stunned and said, "What's the matter?"
Lin Kai pointed in the direction of the capital, and said with a smile: "When the Pioneering Group attacks in, let's join in the fun and go into the palace to find someone to come out."
[Jiao Jiaoran]
Jiao Jiaoran lifted the curtain of the main tent of the Pioneering Team and walked in, wearing iron armor with the chilling air of an autumn night. The military spirit of the past few years has not made her look any less fierce, but it has made her more kind, like a community representative who comes to mediate family conflicts.
The female leader of the traverser said with an expression of trying to persuade the couple to fight: "Your Highness, there is a west wind blowing tonight, and we want to release poisonous smoke."
Zhou Rongyun stood under the lamp with his hands behind his back, he didn't know what he was looking at, when he heard this, he smiled and said, "Massacre the city?"
Jiao Jiaoran said kindly: "I'm afraid something will change. The people inside won't resist, and the Beifu army will attack the city faster."
Zhou Rongyun looked at her with the same long and narrow eyes as the emperor, and said slowly: "You really don't worry about how the history books are written."
Jiao Jiaoran said kindly: "We come from the modern world and understand a truth: whoever wins will be the one who writes the history books." She seemed ready to persuade her a little more, but Zhou Rongyun said indifferently: "Then go. Anyway. Not the first time."
Jiao Jiaoran pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Yes. One more thing, does Your Highness want to try on the new clothes in advance?"
"What new clothes?"
Jiao Jiaoran clapped her hands and ordered a brand new dragon robe to be presented. The dragon robe was held up under the lamp, and the golden embroidery thread flowed in dim light. Jiao Jiaoran's nose twitched, and a trace of morbid obsession flashed away in her eyes, like a vibrato that was strummed on the wrong string.
Without moving his body, Zhou Rongji said, "Let's put it there."
Jiao Jiaoran said in astonishment: "Your Highness will soon be crowned the Great Treasure, in case the size doesn't match—"
"With this time, it's better to think about the tactics of attacking the city."
Jiao Jiaoran paused, seeming to be used to his ruthlessness, and said with a smile, "That's true. Now it seems that once we clear up the former dynasty, we still have a big enemy to eliminate."
Zhou Rongyun said casually: "Yes, Wulin League."
"They have been developing their forces secretly before, but now they are coming to the city under the banner of the alliance, but their intentions have been revealed." Jiao Jiaoran gritted her teeth, and her tone suddenly turned dark, "It is finally their turn to die..."
Zhou Rongyun glanced at her, but she seemed to come to her senses suddenly, bowed and said, "Of course, it's all up to His Highness to make arrangements. Your Highness should rest early, and wait for our good news."
When Jiao Jiaoran returned to her tent, several people were already waiting inside.
"Isn't he wearing it?" one of them asked.
Jiao Jiaoran shook her head.
The man also shook his head and said, "It's the first time I've seen someone who doesn't wear a dragon robe. It seems that he really intends to kill the emperor, so he will let go of the pick."
Another person said: "In the past, the king of Yu needed our technology, we needed military power, and we could still cooperate. When the emperor died and he quit, those soldiers and horses would no longer listen to us. Then it will be another vicious fight."
The Pioneering Group treats Great Liang as a wasteland for reclamation, and they are too arrogant. Now, in order to abstract the people of Great Liang, they can only rely on Zhou Rongjun, who is a royal family, to suppress the place. But Zhou Rongyun's influence is hidden very deep, and his behavior is quite evil, which has long made people fearful.
Another person said: "It's better to put him under house arrest. Keep him locked up until he is obedient..."
Jiao Jiaoran turned her eyes, and suddenly said kindly: "How can you treat your benefactor like this if you talk stupidly. Without Your Highness, how could we be where we are today?"
The confidantes were taken aback for a moment, and they all echoed.
Jiao Jiaoran sighed and said: "Let's try to persuade him. We have sacrificed a lot, and now we are finally going to pay off our hardships. Wanmo is now at a loss." Everyone went back to prepare.
Waiting for people to walk away, Jiao Jiaoran raised her head and said calmly, "Is anyone going to King Yu's main tent?"
The voice of the dark guard came from the darkness outside the tent: "There is one person."
Jiao Jiaoran didn't ask who it was, and said casually: "Kill it." As soon as the words fell, something broke through the air and left, and there was a muffled groan in the distance, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
The night was getting dark.
[Zuo Yunqi]
Zuo Yunqi was startled, and said: "What is stealing the crown prince?"
The landlord said: "Just go into the palace and bring the prince back."
"..."
Zuo Yunqi said, "Don't talk, I'll take a look. Zhou Jingyi only has one son, the prince... If the emperor dies, the prince will succeed... If the prince dies, it will be the turn of the emperor's younger brother Yu Wang? So the Pioneering Group will definitely kill the prince Yes. Leader Lin wanted to steal the prince, but he must have been doing good deeds because of his conscience, and he was planning to support the prince to become a little puppet emperor."
The landlord praised: "Don't talk nonsense, just do good deeds and serve the country."
"..."
Zuo Yunqi said: "I understand. So you want me to do this job?"
The landlord nodded and said: "We are an allied force with the Pioneering Group in name, but they must have many precautions against us, and it is inconvenient to act. Therefore, we need a master of disguise and poison like you. We have deployed people in the Pioneering Group and the palace. During the siege battle, Nei Ying from the Pioneering Group took advantage of the chaos to destroy one of their little leaders. You enter the palace as the little leader of the Pioneering Group, and Nei Ying in the palace will hear the signal and show up to take you to find the prince."
Zuo Yunqi said: "What happens after you find the prince?"
The landlord said: "Bewildered the people around him, disguised himself for the prince, and took him out of the palace. As long as he leaves the palace gate, the troops we sent into the city are enough to protect you back."
Zuo Yunqi said: "Then taking advantage of the fact that the Pioneering Team has just finished a fierce battle and is short of supplies, support the prince and annihilate them as rebels?"
The landlord praised: "Don't talk nonsense, everything is just to save the prince. How difficult it is for the Wulin League to bear the humiliation these years."
"..."
The host asked, "Is there any other question?"
Zuo Yunqi said: "No. I'll go prepare the disguise tools and drugs."
He turned around, stared at the boy's thin back for a few seconds, and said, "I have a question."
Zuo Yunqi paused, turned around and said, "What?"
The landlord hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "I heard that Zuo Dao has been working for the frontier team with his side door. This time he is also in the army."
Zuo Yunqi said: "I know."
"He once said that he regards you as a traitor to the master, and will kill you when he sees you again... You... If you don't want to go, I will ask leader Lin to choose another person."
Zuo Yunqi lowered his head, raised it again, and said, "Who can be stronger than me? It's better for me to win." Seeing that the host was hesitating uncharacteristically, he smiled slightly and continued, "Don't worry, between us father and son , there must always be a conclusion."