July 6, the sixth day of the Chang'an Incident.

The truce ended, the two sides sent troops again, and Chang'an fell into flames again.

The king of Jin was loyal to the Cui family, and the Cui family sent 3,000 soldiers to support, under the strategy of Cui Yan, the young master of the Cui family, the heavenly soldiers were brave, and the imperial city was held impregnable, and the Wang family who came to fight was powerless.

The tide of battle turned in an instant.

King Jin, who had lost the battle, is now recovering his morale and is in full swing.

However, the Wang family, who occupied Chang'an, had a bad year, and frequently lost troops and generals.

The Vermilion Bird Gate of the Imperial City became the turning point of the King of Jin and the tomb of the royal soldiers.

On the main general's war horse, Wang Jian, who was dressed in military uniform, looked at this scene and spat fiercely: "King Jin Xiao'er, what conditions did you use! You can actually let the neutral Cui family support! The old man doesn't believe it, and he can still fold it at the Vermilion Bird Gate! Kill, kill the old man!"

However, the killing word is shouted heroically, but the soldiers of the Wang family are like weak chickens, and before they can rush two steps, they are killed by the Jin king's troops on the city gate.

In the blink of an eye, the corpses and bones were all over the ground under the city gate, and a broken big chess piece with the word "king" stood proudly.

On the city gate, Cui Yan and Li Jingting stood side by side, looking at Wang Jian under the city, and smiled contemptuously: "Lord Wang, feng shui takes turns, and the losses suffered by our army in Mingdemen should also come back! It's better to surrender early, my emperor can spare you a whole corpse!"

"The erector is rampant!" Wang Jian shouted angrily, interrupted suddenly, and his eyes almost erupted with fire, "Pass it to the old man about the forbidden army in the southern suburbs! The old man doesn't believe it, and he can't capture the imperial city!"

The last half of the sentence was said to the waiter, but the latter was taken aback and hesitated: "My lord, think twice! The forbidden army in the southern suburbs guards the gate of Chang'an, if we are transferred away at this time, and someone takes advantage of the situation to enter, we will become turtles in the urn!"

"If you don't reconcile at this time, the old man will immediately become a ghost here! That's Cui Yan, it's the Cui family! The big husband will give it a go, and get over the current difficulties first! Besides, the king of Jin is in front of him, the emperor is outside the gate, and the forces in the bureau are all under the old man's nose, who else can interfere and dare to take advantage of the situation!" Wang Jian said fiercely, his teeth and joints clucking.

"But it's too risky...... Adults have heard of the true identity of the chess boy...... "The waiter is still afraid."

"It's been rumored that it's been so many years, who has a quasi! The old man's life is hanging by a thread, and he still wants to use this kind of rumor to scare himself?" Wang Jian's pupils were red, and his anger had washed away his reason.

"But ......" The waiter still wanted to dissuade him, but when he heard a stabbing sound, Wang Jian waved his halberd, and the sharp blade was mercilessly put on his neck.

"Are you blind? I don't see the old man's current situation! If you still look ahead and look backward, the old man will immediately become a prisoner! Of course, the old man knows the importance of the southern suburbs, but now there is only one way! Either die or gamble, the old man will never lose to that kid!" Wang Jian shouted hoarsely, as if he was crazy.

The attendant's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly responded: "Obey the order! The subordinates immediately transfer the southern suburbs to support!"

After that, the waiter fled in a hurry, and Wang Jian was left in the place, angry and angry, his eyes were blood-red, and he brandished his sword and halberd and pointed at Li Jingting on the city gate: "The old man has not lost yet!"

In less than half an hour, the 5,000 forbidden troops in the southern suburbs were violent, overwhelming.

Wang Jian laughed proudly, the morale of the Wang family's soldiers rose again, Li Jingting and Cui Yan changed color slightly, but it was only a moment, and a wave of pride burned in their eyes.

"What about the transfer of the forbidden army in the southern suburbs! Heroes are swords, blood is swords, and they will not look back in a battle! Kill the traitors and defend the imperial city to the death! Fight!"

Li Jingting raised his sword high, took the lead, and rushed to kill first, and the two armies once again fought with drums and shouts of killing, like two black waves colliding together.

Blood was splattered, the earthquake was devastated, and the battle for the defense of the imperial city began.

When the news reached Jiucheng Palace through the scouts, the ink on the tip of Xin Yi's pen froze: "The Cui family is loyal, Wang Jian is cornered, and the forbidden army in the southern suburbs is mobilized?"

"Yes. The secret brocade guard replied respectfully.

"What about the emperor?" Xin Yi asked.

"The emperor already knows. However, there is still nothing to show for it. Now it is estimated that he and Concubine Wude will enjoy the flowers in the garden. "Jin Yiwei returned.

"Flowers?" Xin Yi sighed, becoming more and more confused about Emperor Li He's thoughts.

Chang'an is in flames, but the emperor is playing in the mountains and rivers. Whether he won or lost at home, he said "oh" at most when he heard the news, who should play and who should sleep, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

I don't know if everything is in his calculations, or if he doesn't know the priorities at all.

"I guess it's the former. Xin Yi muttered to himself, sighed, withdrew from the brocade guard, and wanted to re-write the trace, but saw that the ink slag was frozen at the tip of the wolf's hair, and subconsciously called, "Xiangpei!

What answered her was that the mountain breeze was blowing, and the room was full of green shadows.

Xin Yi's eyes darkened, and he suddenly realized that Xiang Pei was no longer there. What happened the day before yesterday, after a day, she still hasn't been able to get used to this fact.

The day before yesterday, Qiu Sanniang, who had made clothes for Xinfu, paid a visit, saying that she was Xiang Pei's mother, and asked to take Xiang Pei away.

Xiang Pei also admitted it, and knelt on the ground and sobbed, saying that he had no intention of deceiving Xin Yi or anything like that, but seeing that the two mother and daughter were in deep love, it didn't seem to be fake, and Xin Yi couldn't stop anything.

Besides, she understands Qiu Sanniang's heart. It is a troubled time, wars are raging, she is a troublesome thorn, Xiangpei serves by her side, naturally there are many dangers, who is willing to be a mother.

Xin Yi said that it was good to persuade the two, so that the two of them didn't have to mind, saying that Xiang Pei had served her for more than a year, and it was also fate, and immediately ordered someone to take fifty taels of silver, and some silk and satin, as a broken slave relationship, personally untied the deed of sale for Xiang Pei, and returned her to freedom.

Xiang Pei and Qiu Sanniang were naturally grateful, and after parting with each other, they went away together, Xin Yi's heart was sour, and he couldn't provoke a few tears alone.

However, in addition, she didn't think much about how much this seemingly ordinary master-servant bond would bring to her in the future, nor did she think that this second-class maid named Xiangpei would be an eye-catching presence in the future chess game.

In a word, it is a prophecy. But that's all for later.

Xin Yi looked at the solidified ink in a daze, the time was in turmoil, the people who used to be scattered in the world, each had a chance to toss and turn, she couldn't control these, and she couldn't help it, she didn't have to sort out the mess herself, where could she protect others.

"It's going to change. After a long time, Xin Yi sighed, only to realize that the mountain wind blew his hands cold, and it was rare to study ink in person, and his fingertips were stiff.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a ghost appeared in the field, taking the wolf in Xin Yi's hand: "My subordinates are studying ink for the master." ”

Xin Yi raised her eyes and saw the man in front of the case, dressed in black, covered with black cloth, only a pair of eyes that leaked out, sincere and clean, she smiled: "Yingba, you are a wolf, how can you do the work of these literati." ”

Ying Hachi smiled, even if he couldn't see the corners of his upturned lips clearly behind the black cloth, the warmth in his eyes was not false at all: "When my subordinates served Miss Lu Jinlu, they sometimes did this chore. ”

Lou.

A simple word hit Xin Yi's ears and made her lose her mind for a moment.

This Kagehachi also appeared in front of her a few days ago.

The moment he took off the black cloth on his face, Xin Yi recognized him, even if there were more vicissitudes and anger, some things would not be changed by the years, she still remembered that he was the last owl left in the Lu family, holding Lu Huan's ashes, and went to the Western Regions and sprinkled it on the frontier.

This is the agreement between her Xin Yi and Lu Huan. is the only opponent in her life who has made a "general" evaluation.