The sky is overcast, and the wind and rain are about to come.
Xiao Chiye unloaded the wolf's sword at the gate of the palace and stepped into the dark and long corridor. The eunuchs kneeling on both sides were silent, and there was no sound inside and outside the Mingli Hall. Fu Man hurriedly led Xiao Chiye to the door and drew the curtain. The curtain of the dormitory was not pulled up, and it was sultry inside, mixed with a bloody smell.
Fu Man sobbed and whispered, "Your Majesty, look, Lord Hou is here!"
Inside, Li Jianheng snorted and said, "You tell them to leave. I want to talk to Lord Hou, don't disturb him until the old man arrives."
Fu Man quietly retreated with the people.
"Ce'an," Li Jianheng seemed to move his body, he said, "you open the curtain."
Xiao Chiye raised his hand and opened the curtain. The bed was mottled with blood, Li Jianheng seemed to be soaked in a smudge, his chest heaved, and it was a little difficult to breathe.
"Brother," Li Jianheng's pale face was full of tears and sweat, his trembling hands wiped the sweat, but wiped the blood on his face, "what are you doing, it's killing me."
Mu Ru lay sideways beside Li Jianheng, out of breath.
Xiao Chiye suddenly felt a little lonely. He went to this invitation, knowing that it was a bureau, just to give Li Jianheng an explanation for his "brother". Their youthful and frivolous brotherhood had long since been torn apart under the crushing power of power, but it seemed to be glued together in a moment. He seemed to have returned to the past, hung up the curtains, and said in a hoarse voice, "The road is windy and there are many people on Shenwu Street, so it's not easy to run horses."
Li Jianheng raised his hand covering the wound, looked at the place where he had been stabbed, and said, "You are a good brother. You know this is a dangerous trip, but you still come. It's not a loss for me, Li Jianheng, to befriend you."
Xiao Chiye dragged the chair and sat down. He looked at Li Jianheng, his throat rolled several times, and said, "I told you earlier that she is not your good match."
"But I just like her," Li Jianheng rubbed the blood between his fingers in a daze, "I thought she liked me too. Damn... It hurts so much after being hit by a knife."
Xiao Chiye rubbed his face, propped his knees, and said, "You call me, what do you want to say?"
Li Jianheng rolled his eyes, laughed at Xiao Chiye in tears, and cried again, choked up and said, "I told you to come, you come, you have a fucking brain, Xiao Ce'an, do you know that outside They're all... they're all people waiting for you with knives."
Xiao Chiye nodded calmly and said, "I know."
Li Jianheng's cry was suppressed. He said, "If you don't come, I don't need to say sorry."
Xiao Chiye's eyes were red, he said, "You are the emperor, the emperor does not need to apologize."
Li Jianheng covered his wound, shook his head and cried so hard that he couldn't help himself. He whimpered: "I... brother... I really... want to be a good emperor. I recited a book a few days ago, you go out and tell the old man for me. ."
Xiao Chiye said, "You are the emperor, you speak for yourself."
Li Jianheng panted and cried hoarsely, and said, "No, I'm an emperor, I can't go by myself, I'm not ashamed. He's a loyal minister, how can you say I'm so stupid? I really want to shout. He sub-father. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that after I die, you will have others stabbed."
Xiao Chiye replied in a hoarse voice, "How can you be so timid?"
Li Jianheng drew a picture and said, "Brother Huang is waiting for me. I'm afraid he will scold me again. I'm sorry for him."
Xiao Chiye sneered and said, "How come you are so promising."
"I..." Li Jianheng's breathing became more and more rapid, his dry lips pursed and pursed, and he said, "I'm sorry for you too, I'm not loyal enough. You and I are involuntarily, I really... Really hate it. Ann, let's go, you can go when you go out, get on your horse, and go home. I have nothing to give you, but I don't, and I don't have an appointment."
Xiao Chiye rubbed his face again.
Li Jianheng raised his finger, pointed to the wall, and said vaguely: "Then... that bow, you helped me get it from the emperor, but fuck, I, I can't pull it away... You take it away. Wolf cub Just stay in the grass... grassland, your wrench should be rusted."
Xiao Chiye said ruthlessly: "I don't want it, that's your family's overlord bow."
"You are the overlord..." Li Jianheng's voice was already very soft, he looked at the bow, "In the next life... don't... let me come again... I want to be the Yan of Da Zhou... living in the rich and noble eaves... "
He looked at the Bawang Bow quietly and did not move.
The wind blew the curtains in the bedroom, Xiao Chiye sat and listened to the muffled thunder, which exploded a torrential rain.
After eating the last sip of tea, Han Cheng walked out the door with the tea bowl in his hand. Looking at the soldiers of the Eighth Battalion who were waiting in full force, he threw the tea bowl on the ground and said loudly, "The Imperial Army in Qedu has only 8,000 people, and if there is no news from the Fengshan campus, they will There is no way to come to support. Xiao Chiye is already trapped in a cage, today, we must take him down!"
The heavy rain roared, and the dense footsteps surrounded the palace. The scabbard rubbed against the armor, and the Eight Great Battalions formed a heavy siege outside the dormitory. Hearing the voice, Fuman couldn't stand up anymore, and the eunuchs huddled in the corner, lest they be taken to the sacrificial knife.
Xiao Chiye finally stood up. He put down the curtain for Li Jianheng in the interlaced light and shadow, then turned around and took down the hundred-pound Overlord Bow. The door to the hall was already open, Xiao Chiye pushed aside the fluttering curtains, and walked into the heavy rain without turning his head.
Han Cheng led someone to draw out the knife, he had nothing to shout, because they had already won. They want to change the world in this heavy rain and make Xiao Chiye kneel down again.
Xiao Chiye looked at the crowded head, he stepped out and walked down the long steps. He didn't have a knife, and when the rain wiped away his indifference, he had rammed into the crowd. The Overlord bow blocked the blade, he pushed the human wall back, and suppressed the roar of the rainstorm with an indomitable momentum.
Shen Zechuan rode his horse across the street, the Jinyiwei and the Imperial Army behind him were like red snakes, smashing through the palace gate in the flickering light of the sword, and ran straight inward.
The entire palace has been surrounded by armor, and the sound of fighting is overwhelming. The influx of horses accelerated the speed of the fight, and Lang Taoxue ignored the crowd and rushed towards Xiao Chiye. Xiao Chiye got on his horse in this momentary gap, and caught the wolf sword thrown by Shen Zechuan.
Xiao Chiye suddenly drew his sword and said, "It's not my dream home, I want to go home today, who would dare to stop him - kill him!"
After saying that, he clamped the horse and waved his knife to see blood.
When the rain hit his face, Xiao Chiye forced his way out. The battlefield retreated from the palace to the street. Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Cheng hurriedly shouted: "Defend the city gate, and don't let this evil barrier who killed the king and rebelled tonight!"
Where is the opponent of the forbidden army in the eight major battalions? The city gate was already closed, and Shen Zechuan took his knife and went up to the city wall first, kicked the block, and told someone to open the city gate. The closed door boomed and lifted, and outside the rain curtain was the home that Xiao Chiye had been missing for the past six years.
Han Cheng turned around and shouted, "Go pick someone up!"
Xiao Chi's wild horse had already left the city. He raised his hand and signaled to Ding Tao to lead people to the Fengshan campus, and he wanted to take the 20,000 forbidden troops with him. He turned his horse's head in the crowd, opened his arms to Shen Zechuan on the city wall, and said solemnly, "Lanzhou, follow me!"
But the Jinyi guards stood still, Shen Zechuan was leaning against the wall in the heavy rain, looking at Xiao Chiye, as if to see what he looked like.
The eight major camps have come up again and are about to chase out the city gate. The high-hanging city gate let out an unbearable groan, the chain quickly echoed, and the city gate slammed down.
"Ce'an," Shen Zechuan raised his voice and said gently through the heavy rain, "Go home."
Xiao Chiye felt as if his heart had been soaked with cold water. He tightened the reins and rode back. The city gate slammed on the ground, blocking all the pursuers of the Eighth Battalion behind the door, and completely blocking Xiao Chiye from the door.
Xiao Chiye shouted hoarsely, like an enraged beast: "Shen Lanzhou!"
Shen Zechuan no longer looked at Xiao Chiye, but turned around to look at Han Cheng and the densely packed Eighth Battalion soldiers.
Han Cheng tilted his head and spat, and said savagely, "Shen Zechuan, you are bad for me!"
"You deserve to call yourself Jinyiwei," Shen Zechuan said coldly, looking down at him. "Jin Yiwei has been a heroic man with a clear conscience since Ji Wufan. Today, you set up a plan to kill the emperor's life. Han Cheng, it is only right and proper for me to kill you!"
Han Cheng raised his head and laughed loudly, and said, "What are you? The remnants of the Shen family! I treat you well, and I have supported you many times. That's how you repay me? Come on! Bring people up and let Shen Tongzhi take a look!"
Qi Huilian was dragged out. He was disheveled, fell into the rain, and scolded, "The dog thief is treacherous!"
Han Cheng dragged the chain and rode his horse forward, dragging Qi Huilian along the street. He pointed at Qi Huilian and said to Shen Zechuan, "Have you been looking for a long time? Here! Shen Zechuan, come pick him up soon!"
"Dog thief, dog thief!" Qi Hui was so furious that he was dragged all over his face.
Han Cheng looked at Shen Zechuan's pale face, and then looked at Shen Zechuan with gloomy eyes, and said, "Your eldest brother is the son of Jianxing, I remember he was dragged to death by the Biansha cavalry, but you have no feelings, so you don't feel any pain. It's your husband's turn today, do you feel pain?"
"Han Cheng!" Shen Zechuan bit these two words between his teeth, "You tried so hard to hide Mr. in your hands, what do you want?"
"Originally it was of great use!" Han Cheng also suddenly changed his face, "But you let Xiao Chiye go and ruined my situation, you are no longer useful, and he is no longer useful! If you still want to If you want his life, come down and kowtow to me! Kneel down and shout daddy three times, and I will spare his life and yours!"
Shen Zechuan stepped out and said, "Deal!"
"Fart!" Qi Huilian raised his head from the muddy water, he wiped away the filth, got up, and stared at Shen Zechuan, "I teach you poetry and books, not for you to be humiliated! I, Qi Hui, don't even kneel in the sky, how can you kneel? He's a humble guy?!"
The iron chain rattled.
Qi Hui staggered and shouted loudly in the rain: "A hundred years of time is like a dream butterfly, I come and go freely! In my life, I have enjoyed glory, wealth, wealth, fame and fortune. I-" He laughed madly, dragging The chain around his neck, "I laugh at all the heroes in the world, and the talents in the world are no better than me! Who can compete with me, Qi Huilian? My three trips to Yuzhou are famous all over the world! Han Cheng, where are you? You're still that rat in the gutter!"
Qi Hui was drenched in the rain, as if drunk.
"You rascals, you don't deserve to carry my shoes for me! The noble family is like the world is sinking, tell Hai Liangyi that Da Zhou is terminally ill, and he and I are powerless!" Qi Huilian turned arrogantly with laughter, and vomited at Han Cheng. He spit and said, "But I won't admit defeat. I will only be an imperial teacher in this life! Lanzhou! The cage has been broken, and the times will be chaotic. All the teachers who can teach you have been taught. This is a rotten world..."
Qi Hui turned her back to Shen Zechuan and suddenly choked up. The heavy rain drenched his body, but it could not quench his blood that had been burning for years. He always called the prince in the past, but at this moment, he was reluctant to look back at Shen Zechuan.
"This is a rotten world, it's better to turn it over and make your world. Lanzhou, let's go, don't look back, sir, bear the 40,000 souls for you, don't be afraid, you—" He splashed blood in the rain, He fell to the ground, looked up at the sky, and murmured, "Don't be afraid..."
The thunderstorm sounded, and Shen Zechuan slipped to his knees without a sound. He was stunned, and despite the heavy rain fighting, in that long silence, the disguise was torn to shreds, and he finally let out the first desperate roar in the past six years. His red eyes were irrational, he held Yangshanxue and suddenly drew his sword.
"Han Cheng!"
He hated this world, and he hated these faces.
Shen Zechuan stood up on the ground, Yangshan snow cut through the raindrops, and threw blood in the surrounding area. He kills one, kills another, and he steps over the corpses like an abandoned beast. The knife crossed his throat as fast as mercury flowed, and blood sprayed half of Shen Zechuan's face.
He was lost, the blood running down his cheeks like tears.
Han Cheng retreated again and again, shouting, "Kill him!"
The raindrops burst in the wind, and a long arrow reached Han Cheng in the blink of an eye. Xiao Chiye jumped down from the city wall along the iron chain, kicked the person, turned his hand and drew the knife and stabbed the other person through. He held the corpse like this, hurriedly hit the knife light, blood soaked his palms when he drew the knife.
Xiao Chiye dragged back to Shen Zechuan with one arm and whistled. He spread his wings and swooped, pecked Han Cheng's right eye in the chaos. Han Cheng hid his face in a hurry, listening to the sound of horses' hooves outside the city, Ding Tao had already brought people along.
"Break the door!" Ding Tao shouted hoarsely.
The forbidden army rushed up, but before they could move, they heard the dull loud noise from the city gate again, and were slowly hung up.
Fei Sheng dragged the chain, gasped a few times, and stepped back with Jin Yiwei. He scolded: "Fuck his ancestors! It's so heavy, it's a dog day! Lord Hou! Get on the horse and run!"
Lang Taoxue sprinted in from the gap, and the killing shouts buried Qidu.
Bianjun, who also shouted loudly, was also fighting to the death. Lu Guangbai was almost unable to lift his gun. When he retreated, he shouted, "Where are the reinforcements?!"
The lieutenant took several knives and said, "No... didn't come."
With the sound of rain, Lu Guangbai looked back and looked at the direction of the camp.
Xiao Chiye had already mounted his horse, pressed Shen Zechuan in front of him, and rushed to the city gate through the heavy rain.
There was lightning and thunder, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and the rain fell to the ground.
Lu Guangbai tore off his worn cloak and pinned the gun beside his feet. "I can't fight anymore," he said in the sandstorm and rainstorm.
The lieutenant was lying on the edge of the sand slope and looked at him.
"Fate wants me to stay here for the rest of my life, but this is not the path I chose." Lu Guangbai took off the armor with the mark of the Great Zhou. He wiped the wind and frost on his face, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, and he laughed at himself slightly. Said, "The yellow sand drowned my brothers and feet, and I don't want to surrender to the emptiness of life. The imperial edict can't save my soldiers, and the court can't feed my horses."
Xiao Chiye had already rushed out of the capital, and there were countless chasing troops behind him. They face the front, as if tearing the dark rainy day.
"I don't want to die for it again."
Lu Guangbai closed his eyes, blood dripped into the yellow sand along his fingers. His throat slipped, finally opening his eyes with gloom.
The blood on Shen Zechuan's cheeks was washed away, and his throat was choked with grief. In this embarrassed escape, he had already abandoned the obedient obedient who once obeyed. They were like a sharp sword, smashing through the heavy rain.
Lu Guangbai washed his hands in the rain and held up the long gun again.
They were all prisoners chased by fate, and they had been willing to be chained. But the torrential rain washed down the building, and the collapse came like a flood.
Forward, forward!
"I'm going over that mountain."
"I will fight for myself!"
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The author has something to say: ①: Selected from "Double Tune, Night Boat, Qiusi" Ma Zhiyuan
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