Chapter 61: King chart

Jade's death didn't stop Song Huaien from going crazy.
I don't know if his moment of sorrow and sorrow in the jade jump was from deep regret.
The seven-year-old sentiment, in exchange for even a moment of grief, can be regarded as the only consolation to Yuxiong.
Standing at the gate of the palace where she had been detained, my tears had dried up, and the children were too tired to fall asleep, but Song Huai'en launched another round of fierce attack.
Yuxi, who is crying for you at this time of the night?
I covered my mouth, not letting myself choke, and the sound of the distant city was rumbling, and the fire was soaring.
The Nine Palace Palace, a symbol of supreme imperial power, was cast by the fire and cast a huge shadow, swaying in the sound of killing.
A faint figure dazzled under the palace gallery in the distance, and immediately stopped, hiding in the shadows.
"Wang Fu." I stood up and called him. At this time, the person who dares to break into this place can only be the loyal veteran.
Wang Fu turned out of the colonnade, bowed his head and hurried forward, "the old slave disturbed the princess."
As I walked down the corridor, the cold moonlight slid halfway, "are you ready?"
"As soon as it is ready, eighteen dead men are ready to be dispatched at any time." Wang Fu was bloated and swollen, but at this moment there was no slowness in the days, and there was a sharp edge between his actions. Who would have thought that such an old and bloated internal supervisor would be the first master of the imperial palace.
I said lightly, "You have been in the palace for so many years. If things are high this year, it's time to go back and look at it."
"The old slave doesn't leave." Wang Fu shook and bowed his head. "The old slave had no home twenty years ago. In the future, the princess still has a place to use the old slave. Please ask the princess to show grace and let the old slave stay. "
"If I remember well, you have a daughter in my hometown in Qingzhou." I stared at him and smiled, "She is very good, she has married a child. My father arranged for her to be a wealthy family, her in-laws are kind, couples Love. But she doesn't know that you are still on earth. "
Wang Fu's wide shoulders trembled slightly, his head bowed and he could not distinguish.
I sighed, "You have been loyal to Wang for many years, and I have nothing to report. This time, if you leave with them, you don't have to come back and enjoy the peace in your hometown. The treasures of Manshou Palace, you Take all of them away, except for the two masters who settle down, and all the rest ... to the family, even if they die. "
Wang Fu knelt abruptly, his gray-haired head slammed heavily on the ground, "Prince, the old slave is hard to report."
I turned sideways, my eyes were slightly warm.
In the Qianyuan Hall, the shadow of the candle is deep, Su Yi is low, Zi Zi still insists on hanging Su Bai from the palace to mourn the deceased little prince.
I stood behind the drape and looked at him quietly. The scrolls of manuscripts around him were scattered all over the place, and he was struggling to write a book with a pale sweat on his forehead. Even a Wenyu-like person, even if the two frowns have seen a slight frost, they are still not old.
If it is a blue shirt rafting, it seems like a fairy-like splendor.
The wind entered the carved window, blowing up a paper draft of his case, and falling to the ground. I stepped out of the drape and leaned over to pick up the page, the ink marks on it were not yet dry.
He raised his eyes indifferently, only glanced at me, and continued to write.
"Zi." I called his name softly.
The next time he wrote, he didn't lift his eyes, but said lightly, "What's the princess?"
I silently watched him for a long while, slowly saying, "Zi, I want you to be a cricket immediately, and abdicate."
Zi Xi's wrist trembled, and the pen scatters a thick ink.
He slowly set aside his pen, rubbed the imperial golden scroll, and smiled, "This is what I can do for you in the end?"
I pressed my lips and said nothing, trying my best to restrain the expression on my face, so as not to show sadness.
Zi Yan stared at me, gradually narrowed his smile, and his eyes went cold for a minute.
He took out a long box of yellow cymbals from the case full of book manuscripts, opened it, took out the rolled yellow cymbals, and threw his hand in front of me.
"Take it." He smiled faintly, his eyes empty, "I have already written and waited for you, just for today."
Wang Fu emerged from behind the drape like a shadow, leaned forward, picked up the book, and handed it to me.
"The husband's trip to the avenue, the selection of virtuous and capable, long-term replacement of impermanence, the Zen generation is not a race, the one hundred kings, has a long history. Although the mediocre, dark, ignorance of the avenue, Yong Jian abolished for a long time. Zheng Yuzhang Wang Tianzong's virtues, spiritual martial arts, sloppy courts, resurrecting the territories of the world, rebuilding the dynasty of heaven. Adding Long Yanying, the bestowal of the heavens, the appearance of the monarch, looks like the sun and the moon. Therefore, the four spirits Xiaorui, Chuan Yue Qitu, Xuanxiang table destiny period, the Chinese people's willingness to push the music, and finally to the position of 飨 95. Read the high righteousness of generations, Ji Tianren's hope, give it to the abdicated palace, return to Zen, the king, a According to Tang Yu. "
I lifted my eyes and looked at each other with Ziyi, and my eyes were tangled in five steps. The five steps were a lifetime of grievances.
"The Emperor Shengming." I bowed my head, kneeling down at him, and bowed my head for three times.
Wang Fu immediately fell to his knees and touched the ground with his forehead.
"You have made your wish, and I won't be tired anymore, but I need a glass of wine." Zi Zi is still smiling, but his eyes are grayed out. "It's just that the article is not guilty. Please allow these manuscripts to survive."
In this way, he surrendered himself to me without defense or resistance.
A glass of wine is enough.
Suddenly, I couldn't see his face, everything was blurred before I realized that there was tears in my eyes.
I nodded and raised my hand three times.
Wang Futuo stepped into the inner hall of the jade plate, and a green jade cup in the tray was wine-colored like amber and fragrant.
I lifted the jade cup and laughed with tears. "Zi, I will take you on the road with this glass of wine."
He stood up and walked one step in front of me, still a slight smile on his lips.
"Thank you." He smiled and took the jade cup, drank his head and drank it.
My tears burst into my eyes and rolled down my cheeks, blurring everything in front of me.
"If there is an afterlife, would you still remember me?" I asked him softly.
Ziyu shook his head with a smile, stepped back a few steps, his voice trembled, "Ama, I wish I never knew you in this life!"
I closed my eyes sharply, as if pierced by an arrow.
Ziyi supported the case behind him, and smiled dumbly.
I could no longer bear the sorrow in my heart, stepped forward and hugged him tightly.
This is a embrace that has been familiar since childhood, like a father, an elder brother, but a different embrace from them ... The familiar aroma of incense on his clothes lingers on me as if to separate us from this world.
I buried my face deeply in his chest, and for the last time he sniffed the agarwood on his shirt, choked and said, "No matter what you encounter in the future, you must live well and treasure the people around you."
He trembled, raised his hand to push me away, but lost his strength.
"Zi, I will miss you ... I miss you all the time." My fingers gently stroked his frosty hair, as after playing in his childhood, he would always take care of my fluffy hair.
That glass of wine would make him sleep for two days, and when he woke up, he was out of the world and forever escaped from the cage where he had been held for half his life.
The attack of medicine had confused his mind, but he opened his eyes wide and looked at me momentarily, his pale lips trembling.
"Ayao is still waiting for you, your manuscript, I will let it be passed on to future generations." I stared at his face with tears, this is the last glance, since then I can no longer see him and never touch him again ... Such a beautiful person deserves the love of the most steadfast woman in the world. How many people do not hesitate to pursue the freedom of life, right in front of him.
Zi Zi's gaze was gone, but a line of tears slipped down his cheeks, and finally softened.
"I beg the Lord to leave as soon as possible, don't hesitate anymore!" Wang Fu anxiously urged.
I handed him over to him, and finally let go of my hand, stepping back, "Wang Fu, I have entrusted everything to you, and I will treasure it in the future."
Wang Fu fell to his knees and scratched his head. "The old slave worships the other princess!"
The direction of Chengtianmen was more intense and the killing sound was more vigorous.
Suddenly a sharp howling sound passed through.
At this time, the east was gradually whitening, and the sky was already bright.
I stood in the middle of the palace road, looked up, looked at the sky in the distance, my heart suddenly jumped.
This Naruto came too abruptly, as if through the heart, is it--
"The princess is careful, the head of the city is at war!" The maid caught up, disregarding inferiority, and hurriedly stopped me.
"It's him, it's him." As he blurted out, I couldn't restrain myself anymore. Even if I bit my lips hard, I couldn't stop my shoulders from shaking.
The maid held me up suddenly, and I struggled, and pushed her away, rushing towards the city.
I feel weak under my feet, but I have never run so fast.
A tragic scene in the city.
However, the rebel army in the lower layers of the city is shrinking backwards, and there is a commotion in the far rear. Vague noises, whistling, and horns are heard. The sound of shaking the mountains seems to come from the southeast. The movement was getting louder and louder. Even when I stood above the palace door, I also felt the sound of rumbling thunder rolling from the ground!
That direction is where the East Gate of Jingshi is located, and the direction of the Dongjiao Camp.
Wei Han's eyes flushed, and he rushed forward with his knife.
"Hu Shuai broke into the city!" A school guard rushed to the top of the city and gasped. "Pinglu Marshal Hu Guanglie led the striker into the east gate. The car rider General Xie Xiaohe has arrived outside Taihua Gate. There is already chaos in the rebels! "
The words fell away, and the city was thunderous.
It really was him who came back earlier and faster than I expected!
I bit my lip and burst into tears in the cheering cheering deafening.
The fire broke out from near and far, and the shouts of high and low shouted, and some people murmured in the chaos: "Song Huai'en hid his son, burned the city to force the palace-", "The king of Yuzhang returned to the army to rebel-"
"The Lord is finally here!" Wei Han laughed and removed the iron mask. Scarlet scars became more and more shocking in the light of the fire. If it were not for the persistent fighting of everyone, I'm afraid we can't wait for Xiao Yue to return.
I looked at the man with a stony bone, and said lightly, "It's one step behind to say win at this time."
"Is the princess pursuing chase?" Wei Han stunned.
"No, I want to let the rebels enter the palace." I smiled.
Wei Han's eyes widened, "What?"
I narrowed my smile and said, "Everyone's sin must be carried."
Wei Han's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was startled, "You mean to kill someone with a knife, to emperor ..."
"The emperor has left a widow. Once the dragon ravages the sky, King Yuzhang will inherit Datong." I turned and looked in the direction of Taihuamen, and slowly said, "We killed Taihuamen to join Xie Xiaohe, and then opened again. Cheng Tianmen, let Song Huaien lead soldiers to come in. "
Wei Han suddenly looked back at the place where the Qianyuan Hall was located. The smoke and flames had risen there, and the entire palace was engulfed by the fire.
This fire proved that Wang Fu had taken them away from the secret road with chaos, the queen's palace was destroyed by the fire, and all traces were erased.
Xun Jun forced the palace, this heinous sin naturally fell on Song Huai'en's head.
At the moment, the perimeter of Taihua Gate collapsed.
The rebel generals who besieged Taihuamen faced down and returned to Xie Xiaohe, the general who rides on the car.
Pang Gui led the iron clothing guard to drive in the front, escorting my uncle to drive out of Taihua Gate; the queen queen's car followed, and Wei Han led the embargoed guard and broke off, swindling to Chengtianmen and backing away, leading Song Huai'en rebel Break into the palace gate, killing all the way. The blazing fire between the Qianyuan Hall and the Zhaoyang Hall reflected the sky above the Nine Palace Palace, and it was bloody.
The majestic palace gates of the past can no longer stop this nightmare-like killing. He drove away from the palace gate, leaving the killing and fuming smoke behind him, separated from the palace gate. I hugged the little girl in my arms, holding Qin Zhi's cold little hand in one hand, and silently looking back at the palace door, my heart was desolate.
The wheels rolled galloping on the palace road, and two iron riders escorted left and right, leaving us safely.
As soon as he left the palace door, there were broken halberds on both sides of the road. I have seen the bleeding, but still feel cold in my hands and feet, and suddenly drop the curtain, lest the side of Qin Zhi see the tragic situation.
Qin Zhi quietly leaned on my side, her face pale, and she calmed down as usual. The baby in her arms was already asleep, but she didn't know what was happening at this time ... In this sweet dream, her father was walking alone to the end and was about to be separated from her forever. I have just lost my mother and I will lose my father's child. What will happen to her fate in the future?
My Xiaoxiao and Cheer, are you still sleeping at this moment, but you sleep well? I haven't seen you for days.
Immediately dim and astringent before, after the number of lives and deaths, how many people stepped on the flesh and blood, in the end, in exchange for a family reunion, the expedition and killing should be the end.
I have seen too many women, children and children buried for power. My children will never repeat such tragedies. I want them to be the happiest children in the world.
When the car stopped, I picked up the driving curtain, and at a glance I saw the black iron rider across the front, and the banner of the letter "Xie" was hunting in the morning breeze.
When the ride was first, the silver helmet was red, and the young general on the horse was heroic. He rushed towards us.
"It's General Xiaohe!" Qin Zhi exclaimed, his cheeks rose quickly with a blush.
Her bright eyes reflected my tired smile, and for a time, my mind was mixed.
"Come on!" I let go of my hand, and let Qin Zhi jump off the cart, running desperately towards the boy with the white horse and silver gun.
Under the Huizhou city in the past, the scene, which was also in the morning light, was so familiar and so far away ... I was also vaguely like that at the time, and ran like crazy to Xiao Yue's horse.
The accompanying palace man took the young girl and helped me out of the car.
"The late rescue will be late, and the princess will be frightened. Sin should be dead!" Xie Xiaohe dismounted to pay homage.
The army is approaching, the long-awaited beloved is nearby, and Huangtu Baye is at your fingertips-but as you can see, the vague corpse is still faint, and the distant and near palaces collapse in the thick smoke, and the dead are still cold The young child is still babbling. It's hard for me to be half-hearted, only tired and desolate.
"Mother-in-law, aren't you happy, Father Wang has come back to save us!" Qin Zhi held my hand tightly, his eyes were eager and clear, and he turned to see Xie Xiaohe. It's up! ''
Xie Xiaohe nodded with a smile and looked up at me with a worrying look.
I cheered up and smiled at them.
Seeing that there was no empress emperor behind me except the Queen Mother driving, Xie Xiaohe hurriedly asked, "The rebels have entered the palace gate. Has the emperor escaped?"
I turned my face to the side, and my eyes gradually became hot. "It is about the dignity of the heavenly family. The emperor and the queen are reluctant to flee and swear to coexist with Miyagi."
I glanced at Zi Yan's gaze, and my chest was choking tightly. I suddenly turned away and couldn't speak anymore.
The words that cheated Xie Xiaohe were false, but sad but true.
To deceive Xiao Yan and the world, you must first deceive yourself. From the moment he pushed him away, I thought he was dead, died in the blazing flames, and turned into ashes with the past.
Xie Xiaohe stood still for a moment and asked me and my queen mother to evacuate in the driving camp. I bowed my head, turned around, and was about to get on the shuttle. I suddenly saw a speeding horse, and immediately the soldier turned over to saddle newspaper. The handsome has been hunted out of the city, the rebellion in the palace has been calmed down, and the king has arrived outside Chengtianmen. "
Xie Xiaohe and I looked at each other, both of which were shaking.
When Song Huaien was in a siege, he could still kill Miyagi and escape from the Tianluo net under the cloth of Xiao Yan.
The rebellion in the palace is settled. I stopped to look at the palace gall covered by thick smoke, and instructed the car to drive back to the palace.
Xiao Yan has arrived at Chengtianmen. I will be waiting for him to return in the Temple of Heaven, and see with his own eyes the king.