"Your Majesty!" The soldiers shouted wildly, the ancestral temple was in chaos, Ju Cong couldn't help struggling, choking on his own throat.
Yuren began to search for Jiang Heng's whereabouts. When Jiang Heng saw the scene, he immediately recovered from his brief shock, said a few words to Geng Shu's ear, and then took off his disguise and put it back. He pushed hard outside the post.
"quick!"
Geng Shu was still at a loss, and instantly understood the last hint of Prince Ling before his death.
"Father!" Geng Shu roared.
Juicong fell to the ground, and all the soldiers were in chaos, and when Geng Shu rushed out, there was a change.
"It's me!" Geng Shu roared.
The guards were stunned for a moment, isn't Geng Shu dead
"I'm not dead!" Geng Shu walked quickly to De Juicong and shouted, "Let me see! Zhao Ling is holding Mr. Jiang hostage, and I'm here to save him!"
Jiang Heng hurried for a moment to be concise, but Geng Shu actually remembered that, and he was able to justify those words in the blink of an eye. The soldiers stepped aside immediately, everyone had no gods, and Geng Shu was the righteous son of Ju Cong, and no one doubted him.
The juice Cong was nailed to his throat by a bamboo skewer. No matter how much he opened his mouth, he would not make any sound. The bamboo skewer just pierced through his tube, and because of the toughness of the bamboo, the blood vessels were sealed, and the No blood came out.
The engraved juice Cong was like a fish out of water, and it was unsustainable. When he saw Geng Shu appearing, he suddenly realized what it was, and his eyes were filled with unparalleled fear. He wanted to run away, but he had no strength due to the interruption of his breath, so he raised his hand tremblingly, trying to push Geng Shu away.
Geng Shu immediately grabbed his hand and whispered, "Father! Father!"
Juicong turned his head, terrified, and his legs kept struggling. A personal guard: "His Royal Highness Miao! What should I do?"
Jiang Heng finally walked out from behind the pillar, and Jie Gui jumped off the roof and followed. When Jiang Heng appeared, the soldiers began to be vigilant. After all, Jiang Heng had the name of rebellion before, and it was the crime of Juicong.
"Master Jiang didn't rebel," Jie Gui said in a deep voice as he stood in front of Jiang Heng, "He was kidnapped by King Zheng, and the Queen Mother ordered me to rescue Master Jiang."
The guards looked at each other, and Jie Gui asked again, "You don't even recognize me?"
"Get out of the way, I'll look at him." Jiang Heng said to the crowd.
Jiang Heng has never been a martial artist. When he first assassinated Ju Cong, the royal family deliberately kept it a secret. After undergoing reforms, his reputation in Yong Kingdom was extremely high. The guards saw that there was Jie Gui's guarantee, and gradually dispelled their doubts.
Only Juicong opened his eyes wide, struggling in Geng Shu's arms, but he couldn't speak.
"I can't pull it out," Jiang Heng stopped Geng Shu from making up a sword and hinted to him, "If you pull it out, you will die. You should send someone to inform Princess Wuying and General Zeng! Go!"
At this time, Jiang Heng knew that if Geng Shu used the black sword to make up for it, his father's murder charge would immediately spread in Yong Kingdom. If you don't keep fire, you will know sooner or later.
Geng Shu turned to look at Jiang Heng, who nodded.
"Lay him down," Jiang Heng said. "Let him rest on a piece of wood, otherwise he won't be able to breathe."
Juicong watched Jiang Heng come to him, he could not stop scratching at the throat with one hand, but Geng Shu pulled his hand away to prevent him from touching the bamboo stick, and Juicong stared at Jiang Heng's eyes. .
I don't know why, but Ju Cong remembered his brother Ju Lang's eyes before he died.
That look is exactly the same as Jiang Heng in front of him, is it pity or sympathy? Or indifferent? Juicong couldn't see it, the only thing he understood was one thing - he was completely finished.
Geng Shu didn't let him see Jiang Heng more, so as not to cause extra trouble, he ordered someone to bring a stretcher, put Juicong on the stretcher, and escort him to the ancestral temple. Before leaving, he gestured to Jie Gui with his eyes, and Jie Gui nodded in understanding.
"Let's go," Jiang Heng turned around, knelt down, and bowed three times to Prince Ling's bloody corpse, "Thank you for your care, King Zheng."
In the afternoon of that day, in an instant, the Yong army, who was still immersed in victory, almost got the news of King Yong's assassination.
In the main hall of Zheng Palace, Ju Ling and Zeng Yu couldn't believe what they saw for a while. Geng Shu was resurrected from the dead, Jiang Heng appeared for the first time, Jie Gui was protecting Jiang Heng, and Ju Cong was assassinated. Everything happened too fast. , what's the inside story? !
Juicy shivered, threw herself to the couch, and burst into tears.
"Brother?!" Jue Ling shouted, "Brother! What's going on?! How did you protect him! Execute all the imperial guards!"
In the past, she also fought with him to the point where her face was red, but after the death of her eldest brother, her only elder brother was very juicy!
"Aunt! Calm down! Father is not dead yet!" Geng Shu is now even more worried that Ju Ling will do something out of control.
Ju Ling cried in grief and sat in front of the couch, looking up at Geng Shu.
Jiang Heng said: "Don't touch the bamboo sticks right now, send them back to Anyang first, and slowly think of a way."
Zeng Yu's eyes darkened, and he didn't even bother to ask Geng Shu how he was still alive, whether it was a human or a ghost, and why Jiang Heng was there... Repeatedly: "Why? What to do? How to do it?"
Jiang Hengchao said: "Maybe it can be cured, it is not suitable to stay in the land for a long time. The most urgent thing is to seek medical consultation."
Jue Ling gradually calmed down and gasped for breath, but Jiang Heng knew that the bamboo stick had entered his throat and could no longer be cured. As one of the five great assassins, Prince Ling completed the most beautiful and ruthless blow in the past century. One lottery pays attention to all of his cultivation bases, and shoots it with a swinging sword. Even if Geng Shu has a black sword in his hand and has been on guard, he is not sure that he can completely block it.
The throat taken is the only flaw in the Juicong. After hitting the key point, the blood vessels are sealed. If you pull it out, blood will spurt wildly, pouring into the tube, blocking the lungs, causing the Juicong to cough up blood die.
Now that the signature of "Shangji" is stuck in his throat, he will finally wait for the finale of his life. He will be in great pain, dying slowly and tortured in a breathless, intermittent sense of suffocation.
"What should I do?" Ju Ling was relieved, her brother was seriously injured and I don't know if it could be cured. The Yong army had just seized the capital of King Zheng.
"Chao Luowen is still in the water," Ju Ling said to Zeng Yu, "Our soldiers are all outside the palace."
"Retreat," Geng Shu said, "assemble the army and withdraw from Jeju."
"What are you talking about?" Jue Ling couldn't believe it. "Paying such a price, are you crazy?"
"I'm very awake!" Geng Shu shouted in a loud voice as if there was no one beside him, "I said, retire! Isn't that enough? Don't leave, wait for a national mourning?!"
"You guys..." Jiang Heng said helplessly, "Just calm down."
Juicong fell into a coma, his breathing sounded like a whistle, and in the quiet night it was like a night owl's strange cry.
"Why are you two here?" Jue Ling finally came back to her senses.
Geng Shu sat down on the desk next to him and said, "Yingren has a famous person who replaced me, so I didn't die. Henger fled and was taken away by Zhao Ling on the way, I am here to rescue him. his."
"I can testify," Jie Gui raised his hand and said towards Juicong without looking at Juicong, "The Queen Mother asked me to come."
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"Really?" Jue Ling wondered.
Jie Gui said, "Send Hai Dongqing to deliver the letter?"
Ju Ling felt that there were still a lot of doubts. Since Geng Shu was still alive, why didn't he return to Luo Yan? But now in a hurry, it is too late to ask more.
"I'm going to take over the army," Geng Shu said towards Jue Ling, "otherwise the army will be unstable, and in case the Zheng army counterattacks, it will have to be fully explained to the ground. What do you think?"
Everyone looked at Jue Ling, Jue Cong was assassinated, she couldn't play, let alone speak, Jue Ling nodded, and everything was over.
Ju Ling looked at Geng Shu, trying to find enough evidence to believe him in his eyes.
Jiang Heng gestured behind Ju Ling, pointed to his chest, and raised his eyebrows at Geng Shu.
Geng Shu understood, and pulled out the jade jue along the string in the neck, facing the juice ling, silent.
Jue Ling looked back at Jiang Heng, then at Geng Shu, and finally said:
"Go."
In the early morning of the next day, the whole army of Yong's army withdrew from Jeju, and the people of Zheng mournfully collected the body of the prince's spirit and buried it in the tomb of the king.
Haidongqing flew to Xunshui, and the Fengrong army held back. Ju Ling first led his troops back to Weiguan, leaving Zeng Yu to guard the pass, and with Geng Shu and Jiang Heng escorted the seriously injured Juicong back to Anyang, the new capital of Yong State.
Along the way, Juicong was sometimes unconscious and sometimes sober, and Geng Shu personally guarded them in the car.
"He can also write," Jiang Heng said in a low voice, "if you leave a last note, it will be troublesome, you can't always hold his hand."
"It doesn't matter," Geng Shu replied, "I sealed up a few acupoints on his hand, and now his fingers can't be fixed."
Jiang Heng and Geng Shu looked at each other and discussed in a low voice under the sunset.
Geng Shu brewed tea for Jiang Heng as before, his expression still full of thoughts, and then sighed again.
Jiang Heng knew that Geng Shu still had a sigh in his heart, and he deserved what he deserved, but in those four years, even if the purpose was to take advantage of Geng Shu, he still gave him a good time to regain the warmth of his family.
Geng Shu said to Jiang Heng, "We've all gone. Next, let's look at your situation."
What Geng Shu can do has almost been done, and Jiang Heng will decide what to do next. The brand new road ahead of them is about to begin. He gathers Juicong's personal guards, restores his status as a prince, and also serves as the commander of the Royal Forest Army. There are 50,000 people under him now.
Zeng Yu led the remaining 30,000 people to stay at Weiguan, holding heavy troops, and now Geng Shu is left.
They were all Geng Shu's most capable subordinates, and they were like his personal soldiers when they were still in the wild. They had an army of 50,000 people. Perhaps if Jiang Heng nodded, they would be able to launch an army in Anyang. A coup d'état completely rewrites the future situation of Yong Kingdom and even the world.
"Brother, I..." Jiang Heng wanted to tell him that it was not the right time, leading the army to counterattack Anyang would not succeed, and now that Juicong was seriously injured, there is Prince Taki who can stabilize the domestic situation in Yong Kingdom. He was also killed, and the domestic situation that Yong Guo had finally stabilized would collapse again and again.
"It doesn't matter," Geng Shu said the most these days, "it doesn't matter" and "it doesn't matter", he knew that Jiang Heng needed time, "I'll wait forever."
Jiang Heng smiled sadly and said, "I'll go see my aunt."
Unless necessary, he never wants to be an enemy of Jue Ling, she is a good person, he knows that in Jue Ling's eyes, conquering the world and unifying the Central Plains is not important, the most important thing to her is her family, Ju Cong needs her, she He fought bloody battles for him, that's all. She is not addicted to war, and has a strong personality, but her heart is very soft, like Geng Shu.
She cares about the things she cherishes. She has always loved Geng Shu, and even shared a little love with Jiang Heng.
Ju Ling sat alone under a tree, and the way back home was cloudy. She visited Ju Cong several times. Ju Cong was in a coma most of the time, and when she was awake occasionally, Geng Shu was also by her side. She intuitively felt that Juicong had a lot to say, but couldn't say it. She proposed to let Juicong write it down, and Geng Shu took the pen and stuffed it into his hand, but he couldn't stop shaking and couldn't write half a word.
Ju Ling had checked her brother carefully, and doubts arose in her heart, but she did not question Geng Shu.
But she was always wary of Jiang Heng, she couldn't tell why, she always had a hard time accepting him as her own family.
"Aunt." Jiang Heng came over with a cup of tea and sat beside Ju Ling.
"The name is wrong." Jue Ling wiped a small silver medal with fine sand, and answered without raising her head.
"I called my brother." Jiang Heng replied, "How are you?"
"It's alright," Jue Ling replied casually, "a little tired. What do you want to say?"
In the past few days, Ju Ling's hair was disheveled and her eyes were full of red threads. Geng Shu and Jiang Heng came back safe and sound, which should have been a happy moment.
"I don't like you very much," Ju Ling suddenly said, "I can't tell why. Since you came to me one day, I didn't like you very much."
Jiang Heng whispered: "I know."
How is her relationship with his father? Jiang Heng had also guessed that if she told her the photo, would everything change? According to the customs of the Central Plains people, the nephew kisses his mother's uncle, and the nephew kisses his aunt. In a sense, the aunt is like a sexual father.
"But you changed the "Landscape of Yongdi" that you brought back from your travels for me," Jiang Heng said, "I remember it all."
That year, Jiang Henghua spent more than half a year traveling in Yongdi, writing a booklet of nearly 100,000 words, and after bringing it back to Luoyan, the first person to intercept it was Ju Ling. Juice is not polite, and does not ask Jiang Heng's opinion. He uses a red pen to make revisions and comments. Jiang Heng understands that it is a hint and a reminder: there are some things you can't say in this booklet, otherwise It will offend many officials and literati families.
"It's just a small matter," Jue Ling looked up at Jiang Heng, "Thank you for remembering."
Jiang Heng smiled reluctantly. He looked through the past and remembered that Jue Ling treated him well, but it was enough for him to confirm that Jue Ling was not hostile. Most of the time, she was outspoken, like telling him "I don't like you very much". If all the people in the world were as straightforward as she was, they would not be so troubled.
"Because I always feel," Jue Ling put away the silver medal and replied, "Everyone in our Ju family owes you, and you seem to be here to collect debts. It makes me very uncomfortable."
Jiang Heng replied: "I haven't thought about it."
Jue Ling replied: "I know, but the facts are the same, but like Miao'er, he never gave me the feeling."
Jiang Heng and Juyling looked at each other, and in time, Jie Gui came behind Jueling and shook his head very slowly, implying that Jiang Heng should not say anything at all.
With her martial arts skills, she could naturally hear Jie Gui's footsteps, but she didn't look back.
"My brother has always wanted to kill you, didn't he?" Ju Ling extremely whispered.
Jiang Heng didn't look at Jie Gui, but stared into Ju Ling's eyes and nodded.
Ju Ling added: "You want to kill him too, what kind of hatred do you have? You are Brother Yuan's child, and what your father did for Yong Guo was not for my second brother, or even for the sake of my brother. My eldest brother... swear, you swear to me, Jiang Heng, tell me that my second brother has become like this, not you... "
"Your Highness." Jie Gui finally spoke up.
Jiang Heng was a little irritable, he wanted to solve it by himself, but Jie Gui interrupted their conversation. His intervention would make the fragile trust between Zi and Jue Ling collapse once and for all.
"Jie Gui." Jiang Heng hinted him to leave.
Ju Ling was silent, she had been exhausted to the extreme in the past few days, the blow to her, and even the death of Ju Lang in the next year.
"I know I hate it, but I have something I want to say," Jie Gui said, "Without the Jeju incident, would King Yong escape the disaster? I'm afraid not necessarily, you and me. It's all clear, even the Queen Mother understands that it's just a matter of time."
"That's different." Ju Ling trembled, looking into Jiang Heng's eyes with a hint of hatred. She finally understood where the problem came from, and everything, most likely it was Jiang Hengbu's game!
But she had no evidence, and she couldn't even find out. She went over and over again and called the soldiers who were in the ancestral temple at the beginning to ask countless times. The details were all the same as what Jiang Heng said.