(At the end of last month, Baoyu’s father said that book reviews are fine if you don’t read them. I think so. I have been reading less recently, so I rarely add more details. Please forgive me.
The reason why I don't watch it is because I am the kind of waste who is most easily affected by emotions. Being able to tolerate criticism and accept criticism does not mean that I like criticism, especially the glorious, correct and great ones. But today, after drinking some wine, I couldn't help watching it, and a lot of negative emotions arose, and a treacherous smirk appeared on the corners of my lips, and I couldn't be happy.
To write is to make up a story, once it is explained, it will become too boring, I can't say it, and it will be understood later in the text. Whether you like it or not, it's just like this. There is no work in the world that everyone loves to see. After all, I am not the director of the Spring Festival Gala.
I understand that everyone likes this story, so they will discuss and criticize it seriously, but I also hope that everyone can understand more, the irritability and anxiety of a person who is always in the house and his brain is always blowing up. At present, what I need most is not advice and criticism, but the pleasure brought by praise or a calm writing space.
This is some explanatory text for shamelessly begging for applause. )
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One of Yan Bingyun's hands was broken, and it was hanging powerlessly by his waist. He looked at the eldest princess with dim eyes, and the dull pain in his chest let him know that he had suffered internal injuries from the previous touch. The masters of the Junshan Society around the eldest princess are not something he can resist.
At this time, the Division of the Thirteenth City Gate was surrounded by soldiers, and the spears were directed at Xiaoyan. Two of the Junshanhui masters beside the eldest princess quickly approached Yan Bingyun. The sharp blade in their hands gave off a deadly smell, covering him completely.
"If Your Majesty had listened to An Zhi's words back then, it would have been great if Junshan would be wiped out..." Yan Bingyun couldn't help having such an idea when he was dying. He knew that he was no match for these masters of the rivers and lakes, and he didn't extravagantly beg the Heavenly Temple to give him a chance to escape. He just sullenly and took out something in his arms.
It was a command arrow. Since there was a change in the city gate department, he had to inform Fan Xian in the palace of Zhang Deqing's fatal betrayal before he died.
Yan Bingyun's index finger grasped the noose of the command arrow. Looking at the two black sword shadows that were getting closer, his pupils shrank slightly, he breathed out a foul breath, his lips were tightly pursed, and he pulled hard.
With a snort, the arrow ignited, but it didn't fly into the air, because a small force hit his wrist, and the slightly hot liquid spilled onto the back of his hand, making his heart tremble. The arrow flew out obliquely, did not fly very far, and hit the chest of a soldier of the City Gate Division, and exploded slightly with a pop.
Yan Bingyun didn't lower his head, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that his hands were full of blood, which was dripping.
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When his index finger was inserted into the ring rope, the nearest Junshanhui master had a look of fear in his eyes, as if he had seen something extremely frightening, and then a thin streak of blood appeared on the master's neck Wire.
The blood line spread out in an instant, turning into a big bloody gash, and one could see the master's white larynx, abnormally disgusting tracheoesophagus and fuzzy flesh and blood.
With a click, the master rushed to Yan Bingyun, and with a snap, he knelt down, shocked by the impact, his throat that was cut in half was powerless to tie his head. His head was centered on the vertebrae at the back of his neck, and he turned weakly on his back.
The pale dead face turned upside down stared at the eldest princess and Zhang Deqing who were protected by layers of masters and soldiers with big eyes.
Blood spurted out from his throat like a fountain, hitting Yan Bingyun's hand, smearing his entire hand in bright red, and it was an extremely coincidental coincidence that the command arrow did not rise into the sky.
And another master of the Junshan Society who came over, faced an even more miserable end. He didn't rush in front of Yan Bingyun at all, his eyes only caught a faint shadow reflected by the torch passing in front of him, and he felt a chill in his throat.
A delicate and dull sword pierced from his right back, pierced his neck at a high speed with unusual stability and ruthlessness, and stretched out from the other side.
With a snort, the tip of the sword poked and retracted like a poisonous snake's letter, and left his neck like lightning. And the true qi and life in this master's body also left his body along with the sword that left his neck. His eyes were staring like dead fish, and he tried to cover his neck with one hand, but found that he I can no longer control any muscle in my body.
His legs started to go weak, his eyes started to turn black, and he started to lose control. He fell down and rolled on the ground like a gourd, rolling past Yan Bingyun's stiff body, and touched the high threshold of the city gate's Si Ya Hall. Just stopped.
Bloody, filthy smell came from his body.
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Like a sword protruding from hell, in the blink of an eye, it used extremely terrifying means to understand the two masters of the Junshan Society. No one could react to what was going on, even Yan Bingyun, whose life was saved, couldn't react, and stood there in shock.
Then he felt a lightness in his whole body, and the next moment, he was already lifted by the neck by a black shadow, and flew over the city gate Siya Hall, following the shadow under the high city wall, he fled towards the darkness in the capital. go.
The darkness before dawn grew thicker.
But in the eyes of those who intended to surround and kill Yan Bingyun, what they saw was an even more terrifying scene. A black figure appeared in the crowd as if silently, and killed two masters lightly and extremely quickly. Carrying Yan Bingyun was like carrying a broken sack, and he easily escaped from the siege of so many people.
Because of its ease, it was scary. With three bangs, Yan Bingyun had been rescued by this person, and the officers and soldiers of the City Gate Division didn't even have time to lift the bows and arrows in their hands.
Who is this black shadow, who actually possesses such terrifying strength!
The eldest princess, who was guarded by the masters and soldiers at the back, turned slightly pale. She waved her hand to disperse the subordinates in front of her, and walked out from the crowd. I could see her eyes getting brighter.
"The Overwatch Council... is indeed terrifying."
The mastermind of the Kyoto rebellion thought to himself, but there was not much frustration. Since the person who came today is the number one assassin in the world, with the title of the most murderous person, using this ability to save Yan Bingyun, there is no way for him to stop him.
However, it shouldn't affect anything.
Thinking this way, Li Yunrui squinted his eyes and looked at the soldiers at the city gate. At this time, the sky was gradually getting brighter, and the sun below the horizon began to release countless small whitebait, allowing them to reflect their brilliance with their stomachs shy, gradually driving away the thick night of Kyoto.
The torches were no longer so bright, and the faint morning light hit everyone, casting shadows on the ground.
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Of course, the Overwatch Council was terrifying. There were dragons and crouching tigers hidden in the Eight Great Offices. I don’t know how many heroes were willing to hide their faces, abandon their former glory, and devote themselves to the great secret service of the Qing Kingdom. Even His Majesty, the most powerful emperor in the Qing Kingdom, has always been secretly wary of the power that this force can exert when it is twisted together.
Because in name the Overwatch Council is a secret service agency directly managed by the Emperor Qing, but everyone knows that the Overwatch Council was able to attract so many experts to work for it, and it was able to exist tyrannically in the Qing Kingdom for more than thirty years, all because of the person who was sitting in a wheelchair. old cripple.
There are only a thousand Overwatch Council officials in Kyoto today, but they have already appeared so terrifying. They broke into the imperial palace, suppressed the Ministry of Criminal Justice, opened the sky prison by force, subdued the Kyoto Prefecture, and turned the entire Kyoto upside down overnight.
Fan Xian's plan was good, and Yan Bingyun's execution was good, but to achieve such an effect, it still relied on the strong organizational skills and iron-blooded obedience of the Overwatch Council officials. These unique traits of the Overwatch Council have been molded into the soul of the Overwatch Council bit by bit through decades of time spent by Chen Pingping, the old cripple, and the first-generation leaders of the Eight Great Offices.
So the most powerful person in the Overwatch Council is not the black knight, nor Fan Xian, nor the number one assassin in the world, but Chen Pingping, and what this person represents.
But the strange thing is that the crown prince and eldest princess planned the assassination of Dadongshan. The eldest princess also knew the power of the Overwatch Council, but it seemed that she paid too little attention to the Overwatch Council. At least in the eyes of the restless prince, if he wants to ascend the throne, without first controlling Chen Pingping, who would dare to sit on that dragon chair
Fortunately, Chen Pingping was poisoned and was isolated outside the capital.
The prince thought it was his aunt's manipulation, but no one knew that this matter had nothing to do with Li Yunrui.
From the very beginning, Li Yunrui never thought about dealing with Chen Yuan and the old man in the wheelchair outside the capital, not because she didn't value Chen Pingping, nor because she thought Chen Pingping was an old monster that could never be eliminated, but because she There is a secret.
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The secret is only one's secret, and the rest of the people in the plan don't know it. After the news that Chen Pingping was poured by the poison master from Dongyi came to Kyoto, everyone was shocked, thinking that the old cripple was pretending to be something, but when the news of Dadongshan Shengjia's assassination also came, the queen mother ordered Chen Pingping entered the palace immediately, but Chen Pingping still stayed in the Chen garden... Everyone began to guess what.
Could it be that Chen Pingping was really poisoned? So an old man who had dealt with Chen Pingping for decades began to be tempted and moved. The old man had always been secretly wary of Chen Pingping, and he was absolutely uneasy not to kill him, but the current situation is wonderful, the so-called taking his life while he is sick, not taking Chen Pingping's life at this time, The elderly feel sorry for themselves.
Therefore, after Mr. Qin, who planted cabbage, left the capital to regain control of the army, and after his son regained the power of the capital's garrison, the first order he gave was... to slaughter Chen Yuan.
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Today's Chen Garden has become barren land.
In Fan Xian's eyes, Chen Garden, which was even more luxurious and luxurious than Jiangnan Ming Garden, had now become countless black and gray ruins. Those gorgeous and elegant gardens have been burned to black soil, and those exquisite and majestic houses have been turned into countless half-stone walls. There are still green smokes everywhere, but the scorching temperature has disappeared, and it looks extremely bleak. .
If Fan Xian saw this scene, he would be so heartbroken that he would die, and would yell at those who didn't know how to cherish. However, from ancient times to the present, the army is the existence that least needs artistic aesthetics, so when an army of the Qin family invaded Chen Yuan with lightning speed, they naturally set fire to it.
The reason for this fire is not similar to that of the Eight-Power Allied Forces. The bandits of the Eight-Power Allied Forces thought that there were too many things to move away, so they simply burned them and did not leave them to the Chinese. And the reason why the Qin family's army set fire to it... was because they didn't grab anything, and they didn't catch anyone!
Outside Chen Yuan, the traps that once made Fan Xian tremble with fear still exist, and the Qin family's army killed more than 300 people before rushing into Chen Yuan. However, in Chen Yuan, they did not find a living person.
What greeted them was an empty garden. It was rumored that Dean Chen, who was bedridden by poisoning, was not in the garden, nor were his beautiful concubines, and the servants were not in the garden. All the people seemed to have already evacuated, and the evacuation was extremely clean, even the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of Chen Yuan were taken down.
Chen Pingping likes those paintings and calligraphy.
This army controlled by the Qin family is mainly composed of the Kyoto garrison, led by a general of the second generation of the Qin family, who is a cousin of Qin Hengnai. He looked at the empty Chen Garden angrily, thinking that he led the army to attack and killed so many people, but in the end only occupied an empty garden, he couldn't help but vomit blood.
In a fit of rage, the Qin general set fire to him.
In the midst of the raging flames, he ordered the fast horse to return to the Yuantai camp, but he did not dare to lead the army back, because Mr. Qin had issued a death order. Since he made a move on Chen Yuan, he must kill Chen Pingping in order to be able to escape. back to the army.
Helpless, he had no choice but to wipe away his usual pride and respectfully ask the man in black next to him for advice. This man in black was sent by the old man to help him. On the way the army attacked, he once said that Chen Yuan must be empty at this time.
At that time, General Qin still didn't believe it, but now he had to believe it and sighed in his heart. After all, he was a veteran in the Overwatch Council, and he was much more aware of Chen Pingping's strength and calculations.
Covered face, Yan Ruohai stood beside General Qin on horseback, and said, "Since the dean is gone, the general must be mentally prepared... Don't think about catching him in a short time."
General Qin was taken aback.
Yan Ruohai glanced at him, and said sarcastically, "Don't forget, he is Chen Pingping."
After saying this, he pulled his horse's head and walked out of Chen Yuan. He couldn't bear to look at the raging fire in Chen Yuan behind him, thinking that this general who set fire to Chen Yuan would be punished by the court in the future. What kind of sticks are grown people cut into
He is a member of the Qin family. It seems that only the Qin family knows this secret. The prince and princess don't know. However, he is a member of the Overwatch Council, and only the Overwatch Council knows this secret. Of course, the Qin family doesn't know about it.
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Kyoto has gradually become a capital in danger, and there are memorials from various counties entering the capital, but there is no intention from the capital. Fortunately, information exchange is inconvenient in this day and age, and everyone is used to the rhythm of slow counting, so even if the states and counties on the outskirts of Kyoto feel a little strange, they are not panicked because of the crisis in Kyoto.
At least for the next few days, the entire Qing Kingdom, except for the capital and Dongshan Road, should be peaceful as usual.
The early morning in Weizhou is no different from the early morning in Kyoto. Mr. Chen Pingping, the head of the Overwatch Council, who was supposed to deal with the affairs of the throne in the capital, or was supposed to treat poison in the Chen Garden, raised his eyes to the sky above the courtyard of the courtyard. Frowning, he began to raise his chopsticks, eating porridge and buns.
Usually in Chen Yuan, the old people also like to eat these two things.
When the Queen Mother's order was conveyed to Chen Yuan, the patriarch of Qing Guo's secret service immediately ordered his servants to prepare the carriage and pack their luggage, and then...he didn't return to Beijing, but slipped away very quickly.
Fan Xian and the first prince stood on the imperial city with sad faces and wanted to run away. They never expected that their closest elders would be more straightforward than them in this regard.
After a group of carriages came out of Chen Yuan, they circled the countryside in the south of Kyoto. And the Qin family's army behind the convoy is still perseveringly looking for the whereabouts of the convoy, intending to kill it with all its might.
However, Chen Pingping was not in a hurry, and the convoy didn't speed up, and didn't even deliberately cover up her whereabouts, but just seduced the army and circled behind her ass.
The convoy made three laps in the south of the capital, and the army followed suit. The reason why they never ran into each other was because of the Overwatch Council's powerful intelligence system and ability to disappear outside of Beijing, of course, because the army had a Excellent guide and helper.
Yan Ruohai led the Qin family to hunt down Chen Pingping, and he knew it with his ass, as long as Chen Pingping was not willing, they would never be able to catch up.
The fleeing convoy, like a tourist, finally stopped at a manor outside the city of Weizhou, the largest prefecture south of Kyoto, because Chen Pingping reckoned that the time was almost up.
Chen Pingping was drinking porridge, his teeth were fine, and he was not leaning against the wall. But the elders of the Overwatch Council sitting next to him always felt that he was a bit shameless when they looked at the dean's eyes.
There is such a commotion in the capital, and your two nephews are going through life and death, why do you have the heart to run away by yourself
There were three people sitting around Chen Pingping's breakfast table. One was an old servant who had served him in Chen Yuan for decades, and the other was the former director of the Seven Divisions that Fan Xian had met in the prison of the Overwatch Council. , and the other is Zong Zhui, one of the wings of the Overwatch Council who is as famous as Wang Qinian.
From the rear of the manor, the voices of Miao Lingji concubines washing up and joking after getting up could be faintly heard. These women didn't know that they were fleeing.
The expressions of the three elders of the Overwatch Council were not so good-looking. Zong Zhui pursed his lips, moistened his thirsty lips due to nervousness, and said, "The pursuers are approaching, Dean... let's make some plans."
"They're going to send troops back soon, so don't worry about it." Chen Pingping put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth cleanly, and said, "Go out and make arrangements."
"Yes." Zong Zhui and the bald head of the Seventh Office took orders and left.
Only Chen Pingping and the old servant were left in the courtyard. At this moment, Chen Pingping suddenly coughed. The cough was so painful that the old man's face turned blood red, and then turned pale again, with a trace of blood oozing from the corners of his lips.
The old servant cried and said, "Master, you have to call Mr. Fei back, otherwise what will happen to this poison?"
It turned out that Chen Pingping was really poisoned! Sitting in the wheelchair, he laughed at himself and said, "Poison won't kill people, it's just a little uncomfortable."
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"Master... the capital is a bit dangerous, don't you really worry about Master Fan?" The old servant asked Chen Pingping cautiously after taking a look.
On Chen Pingping's old face, the wrinkles suddenly became more. After a while, he sighed and said, "How can I not worry? But even if things fail, he can still live if he wants to. As long as he lives, everything will happen."
The old servant thought to himself, it involved a battle for the throne, if Master Xiao Fan really lost, how could he survive? And if the crown prince is really allowed to inherit the great power, I'm afraid that his convoy will never find any shelter in the vast land of Qing Kingdom.
The old servant suddenly thought of something, overjoyed and said: "Yes, there are also Fan Shangshu and Prince Jing who have not made a move."
These days, Chen Pingping often discusses the situation in Kyoto with those old guys under her command. The old servants have been listening in, and she has a very clear understanding of the comparison of the strength of Kyoto. If the thirteenth city gate division really fell, and the Ye Qin family's army entered the capital, how could the Overwatch Council resist it? Unless Fan Jian and Prince Jing had the power to overthrow the sky, would President Chen dare to sit safely in the wheelchair without worrying about Fan Xian.
"Prince Jing is the same as Old Qin, he only loses his temper at the land." Chen Pingping said with a slight mockery: "Fan Jian's victory in this life is forbearance, but he is also defeated by forbearance. How can he have enough power to change the situation? Fearing that the palace would suspect him, our Fan Shangshu has been tolerant enough all these years, so it's good to let him in too."
After saying this, Chen Pingping fell silent. He knew where Fan Jian's strongest power was, but the problem was that His Majesty's trip to worship the heavens actually took away all those people. Is there anyone in the world who can survive.
Crackling, crackling, a few white pigeons flew into the courtyard along the direction of the morning light, the old servant stepped forward to catch one, and held it in front of Chen Pingping.
Chen Pingping untied the thin tube on the pigeon's feet, looked at the words on it, and gradually frowned. After a while, he summoned the subordinates of the Overwatch Council, and ordered in a deep voice: "According to the order of the day before yesterday, all staff will act and continue to block the Dongshan Road. If there is any news, the court's team to pick up the spirit is almost here."
"yes."
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After a long time, Chen Pingping woke up from a state of trance. Until now, the most powerful conspirator in the Qing Kingdom finally felt a little powerless. Maybe it was the power of poison or the power of old age, which made him feel weak. There was a trace of exhaustion and... a touch of disappointment.
"Fan Xian won't die so easily." Not knowing whether to comfort the old servant or herself, Chen Pingping said calmly, "At least I have attracted six thousand troops for this kid, and his pressure will be much less."
"You know, it's not easy to let a person die."
Chen Pingping pushed the wheelchair to the backyard, and the old servant hurriedly pushed it. When walking past a flower bed, Chen Pingping looked at the trembling little white flowers in the early Mid-Autumn Festival, her face remained unchanged, but she stopped and watched for a long time, then slowly bent down, picked one, and carefully pinned it to her bed. on the ear.
The old servant smiled and pushed him into a wing room in the backyard.
When entering the room, Chen Pingping suddenly said to him: "If Fan Xian knows that he is a father, he will definitely learn to cherish his life even more."
The light in the wing room is not too bright, but it can be clearly seen that a woman in her twenties is looking at the baby in her arms lovingly. Sisi, who was missing from Fan's Manor on the outskirts of Kyoto, and the baby in her arms...
Pushing the wheelchair forward, Chen Pingping took the newborn baby from her hands with a full face of love, looked at the baby's flushed face and closed eyes, flicked the tongue in his lips, cooed twice, teasingly said : "Little girl is so good, your father must like it when he saw it."
Sisi looked at this scene with a sweet smile, and suddenly saw the little white flower on Chen Pingping's forehead, and asked curiously, "My lord, how do you insert a flower?"
"The last time I hugged this child, she cried. It seems that I am too ugly. Don't be a flower today... Look, she really stopped crying."
The wrinkles on Chen Pingping's face turned into chrysanthemums, and that kind of loving look couldn't be faked, I'm afraid he really likes the little girl in his arms as his granddaughter.
Sisi, who had just given birth in Chuchu, was not very physically strong. Looking at Chen Pingping, she suddenly said sadly, "It's just... I don't know when the young master will come back."
When she was picked up by Chen Pingping, Sisi was also taken aback. During the delivery, Wan'er and her acquaintances in Fan's house were not around, and some were only the midwife arranged by Chen Pingping. The girl's mind was really tortured .
However, she knew that Dean Chen must have no malicious intentions, but she didn't understand why she had to give birth outside the mansion, and she couldn't help thinking about the secrets of some big families, and she was always in a low mood.
"Fan Xian will be back in a few days." Chen Pingping comforted with a smile, "The most important thing for a pregnant woman is to be happy, so he asked me to take you out for a walk."
This reason is obviously a bit far-fetched, but after giving birth, Sisi's brain is obviously not working well, so she believes it.
"Take a rest first." Chen Pingping was so happy that she refused to let go of the little baby girl for a moment, and said to Sisi, "I'll take the baby out for a walk."
Sisi said, "You can't blow the air."
Chen Pingping nodded obediently. In front of a mother, stealing other children's children to play, she must be more obedient.
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Chen Pingping teased the baby girl all the way to another room, and said to the person in the room, "Let me show you, Fan Xian's daughter."
The man was bound tightly, with a disturbed and sad face, and suddenly became joyful after hearing this sentence, and said: "Dean, did the miss take a name?"
He suddenly saw the little white flower beside Chen Pingping's hair, and he had an idea and said, "It's called Fan Xiaohua, my lord must like it."
The one who was so popular was naturally Fan Xian's confidant Wang Qinian. I don't know how this person escaped from the Dadong Mountain, and I don't know why he was tied up in the room by Chen Pingping!
Chen Pingping glared at him and said, "What kind of shit."
Wang Qinian obviously lost a lot of weight. It seems that after escaping from Dadongshan, he did not know how much torture he endured on the road. He looked at the little baby girl in the arms of the dean, and when he was happy, he suddenly thought of his life in Beijing. The daughter of the family, thinking of Fan Xian who was in the center of the storm, felt her nose tingle for some reason, and said, "I wonder if my lord can see my daughter."
He said with a sad face, "I can't figure out what is going on."
Chen Pingping said calmly, "I don't know what will happen in the capital, but I know that there will be...something in the capital."
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Standing on the wall of the imperial city, Fan Xian looked at the rising sun in the east and the big red sky, but gradually frowned and sighed. Until now, the whereabouts of Wan'er and Dabao have not been found. Fortunately, there was a reply from Prince Jing's mansion that both father and Aunt Liu were well and were heading towards the palace.
Calculating with one's fingers, Sisi's delivery period has also arrived. I don't know if the missing girl is doing well now. Is the child a boy or a girl
Among all the relatives, he is least worried about Sisi who is about to give birth, because since the government has acquiesced in this matter, it is impossible for someone else to pick up Sisi, it must be the old cripple in Chen Yuanli .
What he was worried about right now was Yan Bingyun. Yan Bingyun joined the City Gate Division, but there has been no news since then, and the person in charge of reporting the news from the Overwatch Council has also disappeared. All this indicates that something is wrong. Fan Xian notified the eldest prince to start making arrangements, but he was a little puzzled why Yan Bingyun didn't issue the command arrow.
The rising sun jumped out of the horizon, and Fan Xian suddenly felt a twitch in his heart, as if he felt that something beautiful was happening in the world.
Of course, these beauties do not exist in Kyoto. The capital is in danger, so Fan Xian has to comfort himself—at the most dangerous time, someone will definitely come to rescue him on a colorful cloud of five colors. (, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original!)