The sea breeze whimpered, the lights swayed, and on the dimly lit small platform, two figures suddenly rushed over a distance of more than ten feet and hit the railing that was not high on the edge of the platform.
Qin Hui's throat made a dull "ho" sound, and he kept pushing forward. His eyes widened, bloodshot in his eyes, Zhou Pei's thin figure was about to be pushed down, and his long hair fluttered in the night wind. Among them, the hairpin on her head was stuck on Qin Hui's face at this time, piercing the old man's mouth all the way. At this time, half of the hairpin was exposed on his left face, and half of the hairpin pierced sharply on the right side, and the bloody aura gradually disappeared. The dispersal of his expression made his entire expression look extraordinarily strange.
Just now, the moment Qin Hui rushed up, Zhou Pei turned around and pulled out the metal hairpin on his head, and stabbed it hard on the opponent's head. The hairpin pierced Qin Hui's face, and the old man was probably horrified, but he didn't stop or even make any shouts. He slammed Zhou Pei against the railing and pinched Zhou Pei's neck with both hands. past.
Zhou Pei struggled hard, she kicked Qin Hui's feet, grabbed the railing with one hand, and began to break the hands around her neck with the other. Qin Hui's orange peel-like old face showed half a hairpin. Zhang's face looked very strange in the light at this time, and a painful sound of "ho, ho, ho" came out of his mouth.
In front of the dragon boat, the brightly lit night banquet is still going on, the sound of silk and bamboo is faintly coming from there, and in the sea breeze behind, half of the moon's face exposed from behind the clouds gradually disappears, it seems to be happening here things are sad. Dark clouds hang over the sea.
With her long hair fluttering in the wind, Zhou Pei's strength gradually weakened. She stretched out both hands and grabbed Qin Hui's hand, but her eyes gradually turned upwards. The old man's eyes were red, and there was blood on his face. Even though he was old, his hands that were holding Zhou Pei's neck were still very firm - this was his last chance.
For so many years, all his plans have been based on the power of the king. If Jun Wu and Zhou Pei can recognize his value and take him as a teacher, he will not settle for Zhou Yong.
If Zhou Yong had been a powerful emperor and had adopted many of his views, the Wu Dynasty would not have fallen to the point where it is today.
If the Wu Dynasty hadn't fallen to this point, he wouldn't have made a plan for Zhou Yong to break his arm and lead the Jin Kingdom and Heiqi to fight.
He has already proposed such a plan. The Wu Dynasty needs time and patience to wait, quietly waiting for the result of the two tigers to fight.
But Zhou Yong is going to die!
This was the ending he never expected. Once Zhou Yong died, the short-sighted princess and crown prince must have hated them to death and wanted to launch a reckoning. It is not a pity for me to die, but my plans for the Wu Dynasty and the calculation of future revitalization will all be in vain.
"Ho ho ho ho ho-"
In the severe pain, the blood in the old man's mouth was mixed with saliva, and it flew out of the ferocious mouth. He grabbed Zhou Pei's throat and pushed her towards the sea outside the platform!
Fortunately, the princess once threw herself into the sea. As long as she threw herself into the sea again before Zhou Yong passed away, Jiang Ning's prince, regardless of life or death, the righteousness of the court would be on his side.
Zhou Pei's consciousness gradually blurred, and suddenly, there seemed to be a voice coming.
The door outside the small platform was opened, someone ran in, slightly surprised and rushed over, it was a relatively slender figure, she came over, grabbed Qin Hui's hand, and tried to open it: "What are you doing—" But It is Zhao Xiaosong.
She was only halfway through her words, Qin Hui turned her face in her eyes, Zhao Xiaosong saw the bloody face with a hairpin inserted in a little light, and was startled, but she didn't stop. He hugged Zhou Pei's waist and pulled her back. Qin Hui freed up one hand and slapped Zhao Xiaosong in the face, and then kicked her again. Zhao Xiaosong staggered twice, but didn't let go.
Qin Hui took one hand away from her neck, and Zhou Pei's consciousness gradually recovered. She hugged Qin Hui's hand and struggled to lean back. Zhao Xiaosong also pulled her waist to give her strength. He took a bite at Qin Hui's hand, Qin Hui retracted from the pain, Zhou Pei clutched his neck and staggered two steps away from the railing, Qin Hui grabbed it, Zhao Xiaosong rushed over and hugged his waist desperately, just shouting, "Princess Run, run princess..."
Qin Hui grabbed her by the hair and tore her head hard, turning the dark platform into a strange silhouette. Zhou Pei's long hair was messy, he straightened up and walked in without looking back. He went over to the shelf, trying to open and rummage through the boxes and boxes above.
From the rear came a low roar like a beast, and the ferocious old man suddenly pulled out the hairpin on his face in the night wind, and tied it down according to Zhao Xiaosong's back, only to hear a miserable "ah" sound. Yelling, the girl was stabbed in the shoulder and fell to the ground.
In the dim light, the wind was rushing, and the lower half of Qin Hui's face was covered in blood. With red eyes, he walked towards Zhou Pei, his hands trembling and groping towards his waist, he took out a dagger, Staggeringly walked towards Zhou Pei, the wooden boxes Zhou Pei opened were full of useless pen and paper.
"...for...the world...you...ignorant..."
His eyes were red, and his mouth was making strange noises. Zhou Pei grabbed an inkstone in a box, turned his head and slammed it on his head.
Qin Hui staggered two steps and fell to the ground. His forehead was bleeding and his head was buzzing. At some point, he turned over on the ground and tried to get up.
"Help... help..."
At this time, Zhao Xiaosong was crying on the ground. Zhou Pei carried the inkstone to Qin Hui's side, her long hair was loose, and her eyes were as cold as ice. down.
She was exhausted for days, weak in constitution, and not strong enough. She smashed it twice in a row. Qin Hui let go of the dagger, but her arm did not break. Zhou Pei slammed it on the top of his head again. In the dim light and the girl's cry, tears fell from Zhou Pei's eyes. She smashed the inkstone on the head of the old man, Qin Hui was still crawling on the ground, and after a while, his head was covered with blood. .
The guards who heard the movement had already run towards this side and rushed into the door. They were all stunned by this bloody and strange scene. Qin Hui's face on the ground was already distorted, and he was still moving slightly. Zhou Pei took it. The inkstone smashed onto his head and face. Seeing the guards come in, she threw away the inkstone, walked straight over, and pulled out the long knife from the opponent's waist.
She turned and came back with the long knife in hand. Qin Hui was lying on the ground, unable to move at all, and a half-zhang-long blood stain was dragged from the floor. Zhou Pei's eyes were cold and hard, but tears were flowing again, and Zhao Xiaosong on the terrace kept sobbing.
Zhou Pei was stunned for a while, then lowered the blade and said, "Save people."
The singing and dancing in front of the dragon boat was still going on. After a while, someone came to report what happened in the back. Zhou Pei cleaned up the injuries on her body. She flipped the nails on her hand while waving the inkstone. The bruises on her neck have not dissipated—she explained the whole incident to Zhou Yong. The only witness at this time was her maid Zhao Xiaosong. She could not prove many things. Just nodded relaxedly: "My daughter is fine, and my daughter is fine..."
-From the beginning to the end, he did not consider the responsibility of being an emperor.
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The truth of Zhou Pei's killing of Qin Hui may be difficult to tell from now on, but Zhou Pei's murder and Qin Hui's tragic death have huge symbolic meanings in the small court of Longchuan.
On August 16, Yu Zihua, the commander in charge of the forbidden army, and Li Wei, the naval general in charge of the Dragon Boat Fleet, expressed their loyalty to Zhou Pei in Zhou Yong's gesture. With the confirmation and expansion of this news, on August 17th, Zhou Yong held a court meeting to determine the decree of passing on the throne to Junwu.
She didn't know before that she needed to pass the throne as soon as possible, at least to give her brother who was fighting in Jiangning a proper name, but she was taken aboard like this, and there was no one available around her, and the ministers on the ship would not A group that would like to lose its orthodoxy. Zhou Pei, who had experienced betrayal, no longer spoke recklessly. It was not until she personally killed Qin Hui and received the support of the military that the matter was finalized.
Since the Taihu Fleet had already entered the sea to chase after it, the will could only be conveyed to the world through small boats carrying messengers ashore. The dragon boat fleet continued to drift south, looking for an opportunity to land safely.
After the decree to pass the throne was issued, Zhou Yong's health deteriorated. He could hardly eat, occasionally confused, and only a few times he was still awake. Life on the boat could not see the color of autumn. He occasionally mentioned to Zhou Pei that autumn in Jiangning was very beautiful. Zhou Pei asked if he wanted to dock, but Zhou Yong shook his head and refused.
Drifting all the way, on the morning of August 28, Zhou Yong's spirit became better, and everyone understood that he was returning to light, and all the concubines gathered, Zhou Yong did not say anything to them. . He called his daughter to the bedside, and talked about his experience in Jiangning. He had no ambition since he was a child, and his family also raised him as a dude. He married his wife and concubine, but he never treated him like that. He was playing around outside all day. When Zhou Pei and Jun Wu were young, Zhou Yong could not be considered a good father. In fact, he gradually cared about this pair of children, which seemed to be after the first search of mountains and seas. .
"I'm not a good father, not a good prince, not a good emperor..."
He talked about himself like this, and after a while, he thought of Zhou Xuan and Kang Xian who had already passed away.
"... When I was young, I was very afraid of Aunt Zhou Xuan, and I couldn't talk to Kang Xian. I envy them... I don't know when, I also wanted to be like Aunt Huang, have some things under my command, and be a good prince. But I can't do it well, your father, me... I stole someone else's shop by accident. After a while, it disappeared again. I'm still tired of it, but... For a short time, I also want to be a good prince... I will be no…”
His eyes have gradually blurred.
"They... let me succeed as emperor because... I have a good pair of sons and daughters. I really have a good pair of sons and daughters, but unfortunately... this country was defeated by me. Xiaopei... Xiaopei..."
He called his daughter's name, Zhou Pei reached out, and he grabbed Zhou Pei's hand.
"A lot of people... A lot of people... died, I saw... A lot of people died, while I was at sea, your grandma Zhou Xuan and grandpa Kang Xian were killed in Jiangning, I'm sorry for them... and Mr. Qin, he How many things have this country done, Zhou Zhe killed him, and he has no complaints... My Wu Dynasty, Zhou family... more than two hundred years, father... I don't want him to break in my hands, I'm already wrong... "
He grabbed Zhou Pei with his chicken paw-like hand: "I have no face to see them, I have no face, after I die, you throw me into the sea to atone for my sins... I am dead, I am dead... I should not be afraid... You assist Jun Wu, Xiao Pei... You assist Jun Wu, pass down the Zhou family's world, pass it on... pass it on... ah?"
He said it several times, Zhou Pei nodded in tears, Zhou Yong never felt it, but looked blankly in anticipation: "... ah?"
"...good! Dad...good."
Zhou Pei cried.
“… ah… ha.”
Zhou Yong nodded, and the expression on his face gradually relaxed: "You said... Is the sea cold..." He added, "You and Jun Wu... come and see me..."
After a while, he said softly, "Xiao Pei...you and Ning Yi..." After a long interval between the two sentences, his eyes gradually stopped, and all the words stopped here.
At the moment of his death, Zhou Yong's weight was only a skinny fifty kilograms. He is the incompetent emperor who caused the entire Wu Dynasty's people to fall into hell. Fifty-one years old when he died.
The world of the Jianshuo Dynasty has come to an end forever...