Yi Siming, the son of Chen Guogong, was first awarded the fourth grade of Jinwuwei Zhonglang, and moved to Zuojinwuwei General. He was born in a noble family and served in the front of the imperial family.
If he hadn't deliberately tried to overwhelm Feilongwei, if he hadn't met Daoist Chunyang, Yi Siming's life should have been a smooth one. As long as he abides by his duties and does not commit heinous crimes, he can live in peace and worry. finish this life.
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"Yi Siming has confessed that you, under the disguise of your identity as a Taoist priest of Qingxuguan, enticed you to take the poison 'drug 'Bailusan' in private, causing one Jinwuwei and three people to die, and only Yi Siming survived. Feilongwei searched and found a box of smoking sets, a few special lamps and candles, and some residual drugs in the secret room downstairs of the Tibetan scriptures. There are witnesses and physical evidence, Taoist Chunyang, what else do you want to say?"
The prison was silent and dark, with the smell of blood floating in the air, and the chanting of Tao Te Ching stopped at some point.
His hands were hung from the beams of the roof, and his whole body was like a man soaked in blood. He struggled to open his only remaining eye. His eyes passed through the crowd and fell precisely on Fu Shen, who was in the shadow outside the prison.
He grinned slowly, showing a creepy smile.
"Outside the door is Jingning Hou Fu Shen... General Fu?" Chunyang Daochang had his teeth knocked out, and he asked vaguely, "Please come in and see him."
Yan Xiaohan immediately regretted it, knowing that Fu Shen should not have come to Fly Dragon Guard with him. Because of Yi Siming's matter, he must be in a mess now. Yan Xiaohan was not at ease to let him go back to the Yan Mansion by himself, and also wanted to use the opportunity of interrogating Yi Siming to let Fu Shen know who he was facing, so that he should stop feeling sad because of nostalgia.
Also a high-ranking person, Fu Shen grew up in the family of Gonghou, with a noble status, a broad vision, and an open-minded temperament, so he was always tolerant of offenses by outsiders; Yan Xiaohan climbed step by step from the lowest level of the Imperial Army. I don't know how many stumbling blocks have come up in the middle. If you don't hold grudges, there will be no ashes left.
Due to their life experiences, the two have very different attitudes towards Yi Siming. Now Yan Xiaohan is trying to break Fu Shen to his side, but he still doesn't dare to use force, for fear that he will break him if the force is too strong.
At this time, Daoist Chunyang offered to see Fu Shen, and he began to worry again. Mr. Yan has been so little mother-in-law in his life, all of which are piled on Jing Ninghou.
Fu Shen had sharp ears, and before Yan Xiaohan could make a decision, he rolled his wheelchair and slid out of the shadows, motioning for Yan Xiaohan to let him in.
"Be careful… "
Before he finished speaking, Fu Shen patted the back of his hand comfortingly: "Aren't you here, don't worry."
Really learned well, but also learned fine. I don't know what these words are ecstasy soup, but Yan Xiaohan's whole heart was soothed in an instant.
He reached out and pushed open the prison door and brought Fu Shen in.
Fu Shen didn't talk nonsense with Daoist Chunyang, and said lightly, "Speak."
Daoist Chunyang laughed hoarsely, but his tone was unexpectedly submissive and cooperative: "Where do you want to hear from the general? Did it start when you received the broken arrow, or when Yi Siming listened to Yang Hexuan's words and came to Qingxu to watch and ask. Medicine starts?"
Fu Shen seemed to have been suddenly stabbed by a poisonous needle, his pupils shrank suddenly: "It's you?!"
The only remaining eye of Daoist Chunyang was astonishingly bright, and his sharp eyes shot straight from under the unkempt hair: "General, now you know... This is retribution, the law is clear, all deserved!"
Like a thunderbolt resounding through my mind, all the fragmented clues were pieced together into a complete picture. In this game between him and Emperor Yuantai, the third person who had been dormant in the dark and stirred up the situation finally surfaced at this moment.
The broken arrow that should have been buried deep in the ground was returned to Fu Shen's hands, which enabled him to find out the truth behind the ambush at Qingsha Pass.
This person has been watching his movements silently from behind, so while Fu Shen was looking for Mu Boxiu, someone happened to "scare the snake", which made Mu Boxiu mistakenly think that Yi Siming wanted to kill him, so he took a bite back and said to him. Fu Shen shook out the whole plan of Emperor Yuantai and Yi Siming.
No wonder he always had the feeling of being led by the nose, no wonder the investigation of the truth went so smoothly... Someone had cleared the fog for him long ago and put the truth on the side of the road, just waiting for him to lean over and pick it up.
"No wonder... you want to assassinate the emperor," Fu Shen murmured, "and 'Bai Lu San' was prepared for Yi Siming from beginning to end..."
Chunyang said contemptuously: "Yi Siming hates the Lord Yan beside you. Nanya is declining, and Jinwuwei is getting worse every day. He can't see Feilongwei, and he is jealous of other people's scenery, so he tries his best to flatter the emperor. Ha! Who would have thought that the dignified prince of the country would become the emperor's dog in the end!"
Fu Shen said, "So you asked Yang Hexuan to use 'Bai Lu San' for him."
"It's like dew like electricity, like a dream like a fantasy." Chunyang said enthusiastically, "General Fu, do you know what kind of people are most addictive?"
"Greed, lust, ambition, delusion, paranoia, narrow-mindedness... In a beautiful dream, they will think that they are sitting on the world, forget their troubles, and just want to conquer. There is nothing in this world that they can't do."
"Then when they woke up from the dream and the falsehood dissipated, they could no longer bear their own lowliness and incompetence, so they tried again and again, dreaming and dying, until their internal organs were completely hollowed out and became an empty shell."
"'Bai Lu San' is also called 'Lost Soul San'. According to legend, the person who takes it will dissipate even the soul." He smiled coldly, "These things are not worthy of being called 'people', only worthy of being a walking dead."
Fu Shen suddenly said: "What happened to Yang Hexuan? You were recommended by Yang Xu to enter the palace, but you killed Yang Hexuan, so you and the Yang family are not only an enemy, but an enemy. Why did you tie yourself to the palace? On the Yang family boat?"
The prison was silent for a moment, and the needle could be heard, except for the heavy and difficult breathing of Daoist Chunyang.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Fu Shen said, "Why did you lead me to find out the mastermind behind Qingsha Pass? Why did you want to assassinate the emperor? Why did you want to kill Yi Siming? If it wasn't for me being sentimental, Daoist, you are deliberately asking for it. Avenge me - do we know each other?"
"Or, what is the indissoluble bond between the people behind you, me and the Fu family?"
His silence was more like a default. Fu Shen shook his wheelchair and slowly came to him: "Looking at your reaction, is there any deep hatred between the Yang family and the Fu family that I don't know about?"
Daoist Chunyang stared at him silently, and suddenly laughed "hehe".
It was a kind of crazy laughter that seemed to be broken. It was proud and unwilling. It was hoarse like iron sand friction. It was hard to hide the rebelliousness on that bloody face. At a certain moment, Fu Shen felt that he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity. .
However, while smiling, there was a trace of blood running down the corner of his mouth.
"In the 20th year of Yuantai, the Eastern Tartars and the Zhe people jointly invaded the Central Plains. In the battle of Gushan Pass, General Fu Tingxin fell into a siege and was attacked by the enemy. The Beiyan Army once asked for help from the Tangzhou defenders. The family refused to send the girl into the East Palace, and they hated and complained, but they refused to send troops, and finally General Fu died in battle."
"Yang Thief survives for a day, General Fu's heroic spirit can't be peaceful for a day, and the blood and sea of hatred will not share the sky-"
Fu Shen grabbed his throat with one hand.
Yan Xiaohan lost his voice: "Jing Yuan!"
Fu Shen's face was terrifyingly cold, his eyes were like knives, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth: "My uncle has passed away for six years, why did you wait until now to take revenge?"
Chunyang hissed: "Yang Xu watched the fire from the other side of the bank, and delayed until the Beiyan army was defeated and led the army to arrive, and no one who knew it survived. If it wasn't for the Qingsha Pass incident, we caught a man who used to work under Yang Xu in Yuanzhou. Horse bandits, as soon as they heard the 'Beiyan Army', they also recruited the old things of the year, and Yang Xu will continue to deceive the world and steal his name, how will the thousands of heroic spirits buried in the mountain pass rest in peace!"
"'You?'" Fu Shen said, "who else?"
A large amount of blood overflowed from the man's mouth and nose, and flowed into Fu Shen's abrupt hand, mottled with blood stained his sleeves.
"I can't say..."
"Fart," Fu Shen sneered angrily, "You were tortured in the North Prison, and you won't let go, but when I come, you will come up and do all the tricks. Didn't you make a special trip to wait for me here? Say it!"
Chunyang's face was purplish, his chest heaving violently, Yan Xiaohan rushed up to grab his hand: "Jingyuan, let go! You are going to strangle him to death!"
"Get out!" Fu Shen pushed him away angrily, tightening his five fingers, his fingertips almost digging into the man's flesh: "Don't fucking play dead! Tell me! Who are you! Who is the person behind you!"
The one eye under the messy hair looked at the cold eyes of the young general, and Fu Shen saw clearly that there seemed to be tears flashing in that eye.
"… eldest son, I have blood on my hands, killing innocent people indiscriminately, knowing that my sins are unforgivable, and when I arrive at the spring, I will have no face to face my former comrades. You don't need to ask my name again..."
Fu Shen understood in an instant.
The Taoist priest Chunyang used to be a member of the Beiyan Army, and he was a soldier of the same period as his father and second uncle. Because only these people will only call him "eldest son" regardless of his current status.
And once this identity is exposed, both Bei Yanjun and Fu Shen will be involved in the whirlpool.
So he must die.
The family of "Wang Gou'er" who died for no reason, and several other civilians who were used by him to test the medicine, have a bloody debt, which is hard to eradicate.
Daoist Chunyang struggled to exhaustion, his eyes protruded, blood and tears were blurred, only his lips moved weakly, his breath was like a gossamer. No one except Fu Shen heard what he said.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound of bones, the man's head drooped softly.
Fu Shen narrowed his eyes indifferently, his whole body was gloomy and unspeakable, and the pale hand was dripping with blood, like a killing god walking out of hell.
"Chunyang Yaodao colluded with the courtiers and offered golden elixir under the guise of a longevity banquet, intending to murder your majesty, the crime was one; privately produced the poison 'drug 'Bailusan', and killed General Yi Siming of the Jinwu Guard, Yang Hexuan, the Zhonglang general of the Jinwu Guard, etc. Several lives were taken, and there were two crimes. The offender knew that his crime was unforgivable and that he could not escape death, and he committed suicide before today."
He asked indifferently, "Is this all right, Master Yan?"
Without waiting for the other person to answer, Fu Shen turned the wheelchair and left the cell on his own.
The moment he walked out of the northern prison, his figure seemed to be completely engulfed by the suddenly pouring sky light.
Sergeant Beiyan, who once crossed the battlefield, kept his name incognito, wandering the streets and alleys of the capital like a ghost.
And the last sentence he left to Fu Shen was "kill me".