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The gloomy sky and misty rain outside the window give people an extremely depressing feeling.
After Miss Xi'er on the bed put on her clothes, she faced Yan Gaofei, who had just been having fun with her, but now his face was filled with gloom. She quickly put away her sultry look and asked carefully: "Master Yan. ... ..”
"I'm not an adult, get out!"
"Yan... I will make you a cup of tea."
"roll!"
Yan Gaofei shouted coldly, and Miss Xi'er trembled with fright. She quickly blessed herself and retreated out. The moment she walked out, a look of disdain appeared on her face. You still think that you are the deputy commander of the capital at night, and you don't take a mirror to look at your current appearance. If you don't have a few money, no one will care about you.
Who is Yan Gaofei? The look on Miss Xi'er's face before she left the house all fell into his eyes. Although he would not argue with a girl who cleans up buildings, it still inevitably made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
He has served the emperor loyally for so many years, but now he has ended up like this. From being a high-ranking deputy commander of Ye Bu Shu to being fucked to the bottom, now Xian Fu is at home, and even a despicable prostitute dares to look at him with contempt.
Thinking of this, Yan Gaofei felt extremely uncomfortable. All the thunder, rain and dew are all your kindness, hahaha...
Yan Gaofei picked up the cold tea on the table, drank it all in one gulp, and took out a check issued by Huitong Bank for 10,000 dragon coins.
If he just counted his normal salary, he would never earn so much money in his lifetime as deputy commander. He studied the amount on the check for a moment, then put it in his arms. I got up and went down to Wanfang Tower, disappearing in the confused mist and rain.
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Jiangyin City was also shrouded in mist and rain, on the mountains to the north of the city. The statues of Yuan Biwu and the three hundred martyrs were quietly bathed in the wind and rain.
People should still remember that three hundred warriors were killed outside Jiangyin City in a sea of corpses and blood...
After a hard night's battle, Yuan Biwu's burly body stood firm against the flagpole, with a heartfelt smile on his angular face. With half-open eyes, looking calmly at the Jiangyin City in front of them that could no longer be reached, the soldiers and civilians at the top of the city were crying. Shouting and crying echoed throughout the city, shaking the earth... ..
People should still remember that a Jiangyin woman once wrote such a poem: The battlefield is full of corpses and white bones. The lonely city of Ten Thousand Deaths refused to surrender. Don't cover your nose if you pass by. The living are not as fragrant as the dead.
Faced with such a martyr, faced with such a poem inscribed by a woman, more than 300 new scholars who followed Prince Qin Ye and Minister of Rites Qin Qiubai to come to offer sacrifices were silent in the mist and rain;
No one wrote poems, no one made any noise. Standing under the statues of Yuan Biwu and others, I recalled the war years when the country was broken and the nation was almost destroyed. It was extremely tragic, and countless heroes responded generously. Gave his life.
Under the guidance of Han Zanzhou, young Qin Ye offered three sacrifices to the heroic spirit tablets placed on the altar, and then, under the auspices of Qin Qiubai, the Minister of Rites, the sacrifices began solemnly.
The streets of Jiangyin City were empty. Men, women, old and children held umbrellas and went out of the city to worship together. They lined the roadside and bursts of crying could be heard in the crowd.
Although several years have passed since the tragic war, during that siege, almost every family in Jiangyin City wore sackcloth and paid filial piety. A few years was not enough to dilute the appearance and appearance of their loved ones.
Today, the prince led the new scholars to pay tribute, which can't help but bring back the memories of Jiangyin people who have lost their loved ones. In grief, countless people shed tears in the rain.
Qin Ye was still too young and didn't know what to say to comfort him, but after the sacrifice, he saw crying people standing on the roadside, men, women and children, with tears on their faces. This scene almost made Qin Ye cry.
Han Zanzhou whispered a few words into his ear, and Qin Ye stood on the carriage and shouted in his childish voice: "People of Jiangyin, don't cry, don't cry! If you want to cry, so will I. .. ... "
"Your Highness! Your Highness!"
"Oh..." Qin Ye sniffed his sore nose, and then shouted, "I... My father said that the people of Jiangyin should do their best for the country and the nation. A huge... huge sacrifice has been made. You are born as a hero and die as a spirit. You must live your life well and don't let down the heroic spirits who sacrificed... "
After all, Qin Ye was still too young. Although Han Zanzhou kept reminding him, he was infected by the sobbing people all over the street and still shed tears when he said this.
In fact, he did a very good job, and many of the new scholars who followed him also shed tears.
Qin Mu treated the people of Jiangyin very favorably. Not only did he come to Jiangyin in person to worship, but he also exempted the people of Jiangyin from paying taxes for ten years. Jiangyin was originally a land of plenty, and there was a canal connecting Taihu Lake and the Yangtze River. After all taxes were waived, the people's lives were better than elsewhere;
Therefore, the people were quite grateful to the royal family. Although the words of Prince Qin Ye were a bit awkward, they were easy to understand and sincere. As a result, the people bowed down to pay homage and shouted, "May the prince live a thousand years longer." People began to rush forward. The Qin soldiers on both sides of the road just thought that the people were excited and couldn't help but want to get closer to the prince, so they just yelled and stopped, and did not dare to use swords and guns rashly.
At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in the crowd, and a dagger flew toward Qin Ye on the carriage with a "whoosh!". Seeing this scene, Han Zanzhou was so frightened that he was so frightened that he left his body and screamed "There is an assassin! There is an assassin!" Assassin..."
While shouting, he quickly bumped into Qin Ye with his shoulder.
Qin Ye screamed when he was hit and fell into the mud beside the car.
puff! The dagger that was originally heading straight for Qin Ye's chest instantly hit Han Zanzhou's shoulder, causing him to scream again in pain and fall off the carriage.
The scene was instantly chaotic. The palace guards who were responsible for guarding suddenly came out with swords and guns. Some held up their shields and rushed to Qin Ye's side and shouted, while some rushed directly towards the crowd with flying daggers.
"Get down on the spot! Anyone who dares to act rashly will be killed!" Qin Zuoming, who was in charge of leading the escort, reacted quickly and shouted loudly on his horse.
So the Qin soldiers immediately followed and shouted:
"Get down on the spot! Anyone who dares to act rashly will be killed without mercy!"
"Get down on the spot! Anyone who dares to act rashly will be killed without mercy!"
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This sudden change happened so suddenly. When the people in the dark on the roadside heard that the prince had been assassinated and were worried about being implicated, they were all frightened. They screamed and cried and wanted to retreat. Qin soldiers rushed into the crowd like wolves and tigers. . Anyone who was slower to lie down would be knocked down immediately, with a sharp blade put to his neck;
The situation nearby had just come under control, when screams suddenly came from multiple places a little further away. Someone screamed, "Kill people! Kill people!" That's right, except for the people who were stabbing with daggers nearby, There must be companions in the distance to help them. They continued to kill the surrounding people and create chaos. In this case, tens of thousands of people became a mess and fled in all directions in the misty rain. Umbrellas and bamboo hats were thrown away. land... ... ..
"Don't mess up! Don't mess up! Surround this place! Surround it!" Qin Zuoming couldn't control that much. He gave a death order to the nearby soldiers and trapped the nearby people. If anyone dared to get up, he would be killed on the spot. Shoot!
The dagger just flew out from this area. Although it was blocked by the umbrella and could not see who threw the dagger, the assassin must be in this area. Regardless of the chaos in the distance, as long as the assassins are trapped in this area, the assassin Just can't run away.
"Get down!"
"Lie down! If you dare to move, you will be killed without mercy!"
Ordinary people, under the threat of soldiers' swords and guns, lay on the ground and did not dare to move. When the assassin saw that this was going on, he would be recognized sooner or later, so he suddenly got angry and hit a soldier hard on the lower abdomen with his elbow. The moment he bent down, he grabbed the steel knife and wiped it across the soldier's neck, causing blood to spurt out wildly.
"Catch him alive! Catch him alive! Hurry! Hurry!!" When Qin Zuoming saw the assassin appearing, he was worried that the soldiers would kill the assassin, so he rushed over and shouted loudly.
But when he saw the assassin rolling on the spot and slashing at the people lying on the ground with his knife, the people lying on the ground were so frightened that they stood up and screamed to escape. The scene was about to become chaotic again. Qin Zuoming quickly took off his bow and arrow, nocked the arrow on the string, and pulled it fiercely. With a "whoosh!" sound, the powerful arrow passed through the armpit of a commoner and hit the assassin's calf with a pop. The assassin staggered and almost If you fall down, your movements will be greatly affected.
"Catch him! Don't let him get away!"
Qin Zuoming had followed Qin Liangyu on the battlefield since the late Ming Dynasty. He had experienced hundreds of battles. Fortunately, he was calm enough, otherwise it would have been impossible to catch the assassin so quickly.
"Your Highness! Your Highness!" Beside the carriage, Li Shi picked up Qin Ye, who was covered in mud. Qin Ye was unconscious and did not know whether he was dead or alive. Li Shi and others were scared to death...
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.(To be continued...)
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