Cheng Shijue snorted coldly: "I have been in the East Palace for more than ten years, and everyone knows that I am the heir of the country and the future ruler of this world. Now I am being asked to crawl at the feet of my once most useless younger brother as a minister. How can I be patient? Today? As long as I solve you here, I will hold the clan and nobles who have entered the palace in my hands, and ask my father to abdicate. Presumably my father will have to allow it."
"You are delusional! I have countless loyal ministers and good generals in the Great Jin Dynasty. How could Rong Er, a conspirator, succeed in his conspiracy!"
"You are just relying on the support of the Yu family army." Lin Bingren showed his face from the shadow behind Cheng Shijue,
"Since you killed my Lin family, His Highness the Crown Prince sent me to secretly ask for help in the Liao Kingdom. Originally, we wanted to capture the champion first and restrain the old dog of the Yu family. Unfortunately, it was accidentally disturbed by you."
He bowed his hands to the north: "But it doesn't matter, the Holy Master of Daliao promised that as long as the capital is in chaos, he will send 100,000 troops to the south to help the prince ascend to the throne. At that time, Jiangshan was still His Highness, as long as he ceded the sixteen states of Yanyun to the district. It's just Da Liao. Wouldn't it be better than bowing down to you, Cheng Shizhao?"
He unhurriedly drew an arrow from the quiver, opened the bow and drew the arrow, slowly drawing the bowstring, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and aimed at Cheng Shizhao in the net.
The icy iron arrow flashed in the sunlight for a moment, and it came towards the door with a sharp sound that broke through the air.
Cheng Shizhao gritted his teeth, he was unwilling.
In the nick of time.
He kept his palm in front of him, and blocked the deadly arrow that shot at him with his flesh and blood.
The iron arrow penetrated the palm of the hand and stopped,
A flood of blood poured into Cheng Shizhao's face.
brother's blood,
hot blood,
sprinkled on his face,
But it burned into his heart.
It made his heart hurt.
Yu Xingzhi stood in front of Cheng Shizhao.
Lin Bingren showed a strange expression of surprise and mockery.
"Ouch, let me see who this is?" he said.
"Yu Xingzhi." He tutted his tongue and shook his head, "Why are you so stupid, I originally wanted to play with you later, but who knew you were in such a hurry to deliver it to your door. ."
"Champion Hou, why did you come here?" The prince was calmer than Lin Bingren, and he asked the key to the question.
"If you want people to be ignorant, do nothing but yourself," Yu Xingzhi pulled out the arrow in his palm, put his bloody hand behind him, and said slowly,
"His Royal Highness, if you can put people next to me, will my Yu family do nothing? My father and brother have led the Imperial Forest Army into the palace to escort you, so how many people can you have, even if you have a few eunuchs? Helping ministers to each other is like hitting a stone with an egg."
"This minister advises you to pull back from the precipice and stop in time. Your Majesty, thinking of the father and son's love, may be able to open the door."
Cheng Shijue's heart froze, Yu Xingzhi could receive the news and arrived so quickly, so the others...
Things were revealed earlier than expected, and it may have deviated from their control. He started to panic.
Lin Bingren narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Don't believe his nonsense, if he had known the news earlier, he would not have rushed here alone. Use the palm of your hand to shield Cheng Shizhao from arrows."
"He's just delaying the time. As long as His Highness resolves the two of them promptly, we will act according to the plan, and there is still plenty of time."
"I didn't come alone." Yu Xingzhi looked up at him calmly.
Lin Bingren suddenly felt that his heart seemed to shrink abruptly. This was a natural physiological reaction when a prey was targeted by a beast.
He turned his head stiffly and saw a woman standing on the roof not far from him.
The woman was only wearing a set of pure white underwear, with no hairpins, and a plain blue silk tied in a random bundle at the back of her head.
She stood against the wind, holding a strong bow in her hand, looking at herself coldly.
The moment Lin Bingren looked over, the woman let go, and the iron arrow flashing coldly roared towards her.
Lin Bingren raised his hand to block subconsciously, he felt a huge force push him towards the pillar behind him.
He watched helplessly as the shiny arrow tip penetrated the muscles and bones of his palm.
The blood drilled out from the skin on the back of the hand, and the force was still pierced into the center of his forehead unabated.
It wasn't until the arrow pinned him hard on the post, and the quiver of the arrow hummed in the air, that he felt a great pain.
Like Bingzhi, I died at the hands of a woman.
Before dying, the last thought flashed through his mind.
Zhou Xiaoxiao shot the second arrow, breaking the big net hanging Cheng Shizhao.
She jumped off the roof, landed in front of Yu Xingzhi and Cheng Shizhao with a bang, and supported the ground with one hand to ease the impact.
"Take him first, I'll break it later!" She didn't turn her head back, rushing to the armored soldiers who were surrounding her.
Yu Xingzhi carried Cheng Shizhao covered in blood on his back, looked back at Zhou Xiaoxiao, and rushed out without delay.
Yu Xingzhi ran wildly along the road, and finally met Yang Qianxun, Princess Yan, who was running out of breath.
Yang Qianxun was a delicate woman who had to sit in a sedan chair when she walked around the house, and fell to the ground when the wind blew.
At this moment, with the support of a personal maid, she was running around in a mess, panting.
As soon as she saw Yu Xingzhi's back, blood dripping, her husband who didn't know his life and death, her face turned pale, and she almost succumbed to it on the spot.
But Yu Xingzhi put Cheng Shizhao on her and only said one sentence,
"Protect Your Highness, my elder brother and father will come immediately."
He ignored her call, turned and turned back.
Yang Qianxun's maid looked at the dozen or so blood holes in her prince's body and was bleeding out.
It was dark before his eyes, his feet were soft, and he fainted first.
Yang Qianxun was paralyzed on the ground, her lips were trembling, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Cheng Shizhao fell on her lap, raised his bloody hand, and said weakly in the tone that Guan Chang had used to bully her: "Cry... why are you crying, it's not dead yet, women... women are useless."
Yang Qianxun shrugged and tore off her clothes, stabbed Cheng Shizhao's wound in a mess to stop the bleeding, and then stood up.
Cheng Shizhao saw this wife, who was in his eyes on weekdays and had to be helped by a maid to support the umbrella. With strength from nowhere, he gritted his teeth and carried himself, and ran out desperately.
Yu Xingzhi returned to the battlefield and saw his wife, facing the enemy alone, with blood stained white clothes.
He picked up his weapon,
"I'm here! Xiaoxiao."
Yu Xingzhi joined the battle group, back to back with Zhou Xiaoxiao, and fought and retreated.
Between swords, lights, swords and shadows, the eyes of the two met, giving birth to a sense of life and death, no longer fearful, and worked together to fight bloody battles.
Finally, when they were about to be exhausted, they waited for the reinforcements brought by Yu Xingyong.
…
The winter in Kyoto this year seems to be extraordinarily cold.
Countless people were implicated in the shocking case known as the "Anti-King Case" by later generations.
Every day, more than a dozen people lined up on East Street to be headed, and the blood formed a thick layer of frost, covering the entire street.
The champion Hou Yu Xingzhi said on the table: "The crime lies with Shijue and Bingren, and the first offender will be punished; if the involvement is too extensive, it will not be safe for the society."
It was over, that day, the Son of Heaven issued an edict to forgive the world. The crime of vicious rebelliousness ends with Shi Jue and Bingren. Those who follow the traitor turn themselves in and will not be prosecuted.
The courtiers all said: "Shi Jue is evil and jealous, has the track of overturning the nest, and has no merit in the world. The King of Yan is highly regarded for his merits, and he is conspiring to frame him. , lead the soil to return to the heart, if your majesty is in the position of prince, entrusting it with state affairs, it will be a blessing for the country."
The upper said: "Good! This is my long-cherished heart."
Then Cheng Shizhao, the king of Yan, was established as the crown prince, and all the common affairs of the state were punished by Shizhao, and later presented to the emperor for review.
No matter how cold winter is, there will be a day in the past,
In the blink of an eye the ice and snow melted,
Those bloody rains seeped into the depths of the ground along with the melting snow.
gradually forgotten by time.
When the spring breeze came, Peach Blossom smiled again.
The city of Kyoto has regained its prosperous splendor.
Zhou Xiaoxiao was leisurely acting as her Mrs. Hou in Hou's mansion, living a luxurious life with no shame and no shame all day long.
In addition to making snacks and practicing martial arts every day, I just think about how to add some entertainment items to myself in the night without electronic products.
On this day, Yu Xingzhi returned to the house, and as soon as he entered the yard, he saw Zhou Xiaoxiao laying out a bunch of bottles and jars, lying on the stone table in the yard painting peach blossoms.
"Why is Madam in the mood today to paint with a brush instead?"
Zhou Xiaoxiao was holding a stick full of ink and was about to write, but Yu Xingzhi was distracted, and a large drop of pink paint on the pen fell on the paper, smearing a large pink dot.
"The painting is broken again, the rice paper is too permeable, it's really hard to control the moisture." Zhou Xiaoxiao sighed.
"What kind of things did Madam use to paint on before? I'll look for something to replace," Yu Xingzhi asked.
Zhou Xiaoxiao glanced at him, bit the pen holder, her eyes lit up, and put it to his ear: "I especially like a painting method, called body painting, which is to paint directly on the human body, and I don't know who can give it to me now. painting?"
Yu Xingzhi grabbed her hand to prevent her from making trouble, "Xiaoxiao, you are coaxing me to play with you again."
The two were arguing when Juanzi came in and reported, "Madam, Wang Xun, Wang Xiaowei has come from Fengxiang and is sending a message outside the mansion asking for a meeting."
"Senior brother? Why is he here?" Zhou Xiaoxiao said in surprise, "See you soon."
Zhou Xiaoxiao received Wang Xun in the main hall.
She was actually a little strange in her heart, after all, very few people knew that she had transformed her body. Outsiders thought that the original Zhou Xiaoxiao died of illness, and Yu Xingzhi continued to marry a wife with the same name and surname to fill in the house.
Of course, the master and the wife knew the inside story, but they had already been taken back to the Hou Mansion, so they shouldn't have deliberately written to Feng Xiang to tell Wang Xun about it.
However, Wang Xun, who was sitting across from him, looked at his expression blankly and incredulously.
In addition to the second brother and the second sister-in-law, Feng Xiang knew about this matter alone.
Zhou Xiaoxiao thought for a while and smiled, "Senior brother looks at me like this. I haven't seen my brother for a long time. I just asked my brother to give some pointers on marksmanship to see if I have improved over the years."
Wang Xun stood up without saying a word.
The two came to the courtyard, and after a comparison, Wang Xun was defeated in an instant.
He panted and conceded defeat, "You... You really are a junior sister."
Zhou Xiaoxiao smiled and helped him get up, "Senior brother, let it go."
The two rearranged their clothes and sat opposite each other at the tea table in the courtyard, with Yu Xingzhi sitting sideways to accompany them.
Zhou Xiaoxiao gave Wang Xun tea while listening to Wang Xun talking about the current situation of Fengxiang's many acquaintances with a smile.
Yu Xingzhi was sitting and entertaining guests with a spring breeze on the surface, but Zhou Xiaoxiao could see from his serious expression that he was having a little trouble in his heart.
"I don't know what happened to the senior brother who came to Kyoto this time? Is there a place where I can work for junior sister?" Zhou Xiaoxiao quietly raised the pot to add tea, quietly stretched out her little feet under the table, and gently touched Yu Xingzhi's legs.
There was a suspicious blush on Yu Xingzhi's face, for fear that Zhou Xiaoxiao would continue to make trouble, and he felt like he was sitting on needles for a while, and suddenly he didn't want to eat that unreasonable vinegar.
"I'm here this time for the girl Yu'er in Junior Sister's shop." Wang Xun was embarrassed for a long time, and finally made up his mind, "Yu'er said that if you want to marry her, just ask Junior Sister and Marquis. "
"Yu'er?" Zhou Xiaoxiao and Yu Xingzhi looked at each other.