In the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion in Lin'an, Qin Hui sat on the Taishi chair with Erlang's legs crossed, holding the teacup in one hand, twisting the lid of the cup with the other hand and gently scraping the fragrant tea in the cup, squinting a pair of small eyes thoughtfully. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 At this time, the housekeeper Qin An hurried over, followed by a person.

Qin An came to Qin Hui's side, called "Master", and stood aside. The person in the back was Qin Ergou, who knelt down on one knee in front of Qin Hui and bowed, and said: "Ergou greets your uncle, and your uncle is blessed with Jin'an." ”

Qin Hui nodded and said, "Get up, Ergou." Aren't you on an errand in Dali Temple? Why do you have time to come here?"

"Back to my uncle, Ergou came to report the situation to you. Qin Ergou got up and approached Qin Hui's side, and told Qin Hui about the events of last night, especially the matter of Bai Wuzong beating him, which was even more clever, saying that Bai Wuzong didn't take the surname Qin in his eyes at all.

Qin Hui nodded again and said, "Ergou, you go back first, the old man has his own measure." ”

Qin Ergou bowed to Qin Hui again, then walked out, took two steps and turned back and said, "Uncle, you want to be the master of Ergou!"

Qin Hui waved his hand and motioned for Qin Ergou to go with confidence. After Qin Ergou left, Qin Hui coughed dryly twice, and said to Qin An: "Qin An, aren't your friends in the rivers and lakes too presumptuous?"

"Master, you know that the people on the rivers and lakes are outspoken, and they definitely have no disrespect for the master. There may be a little misunderstanding between Ergou and Bai Wuzong, so I'll go to Dali Temple and pass a message to them when I go back, so that they can restrain their temper. Qin An bowed down and said.

"Oh well. Tell them that the old man who has done good will reward him, and he will never treat them badly. In fact, Qin Hui is quite clear about what kind of person Qin Ergou is, he just wants to maintain his own majesty when he asks like this, and he doesn't want to investigate Bai Wuzong's meaning, the latter words are to give those people a reassurance, the so-called "those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die".

"Master, I'm afraid that some things will have a lot of dreams at night!" Qin An approached Qin Hui and whispered.

Qin Hui had a deep face and nodded silently.

The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth month of the eleventh year of Shaoxing, the last day of the year. The people of Lin'an City put up lanterns and prepared to welcome the arrival of the New Year. In the guest room on the second floor of the "Fortunately" inn, a person looked at the pedestrians on the street through the window, with a sad face, as if this joyful atmosphere had nothing to do with him, this person was Hu Dingguo. Hu Dingguo slowly retracted his gaze, lowered his head and took out a handkerchief from his arms, held it in front of his nose, closed his eyes, sniffed deeply, raised his eyes and looked at the sky in the distance, his eyes were soft but his expression was helpless.

Tu-tu-tu-tuk——, knocked on the door rhythmically three times, and Hu Dingguo quickly put away his handkerchief when he heard the sound and went over to open the door.

"Brother Feiyun, how is it?" asked Hu Dingguo eagerly as he opened the door.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow. Nangong Feiyun walked all the way, and couldn't help but be a little breathless.

"Is the news reliable?" Hu Dingguo asked in surprise, pouring a cup of hot tea and handing it to Nangong Feiyun.

Nangong Feiyun took the teacup and nodded, took a sip and said, "I heard that it was the emperor Lao'er who showed mercy to let them spend this year. ”

"Be merciful!" Hu Dingguo snorted coldly, "It seems that there is only a robbery field, so you and my brother will go separately to make arrangements." Nangong Feiyun put the teacup on the table and nodded. The two of them went out of the room one after another.

In the Dali Temple Heavenly Prison, jailer Kui Shun had just had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with his family, and then came to the cell to change shifts. Kui Shun is more than half a hundred years old, lean and thin, and has been on an errand in this Dali Temple prison for almost 20 years. Kui Shun was holding a bamboo basket in his hand, which should be filled with wine and food, although it was covered with a lid, the fragrance wafted out.

"Daddy Kui, this year is your Chinese New Year's Eve again. Said the young jailer who had been replaced.

"Hehe, my old man is used to it. Shuisheng, you go back to Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. Kui Shun said.

After the young jailer left, Kui Shun closed the door, lifted the lid on the bamboo basket, took out three bowls of steaming dumplings, brought them to a cell door and called softly, "Yue Xianggong, Yue Xianggong." ”

There were three people asleep in the cell, and they sat up one after the other when they heard the cry. One of them came over with heavy shackles, the white prison clothes were scarred, printed with dried blood, the body under the thin prison clothes was straight, and under the messy hair was a heroic face, this person was Yue Fei. When Yue Fei saw Kui Shun, he called "old brother".

Kui Shun put three bowls of dumplings into the cell and whispered to Yue Fei: "Xianggong Yue, this Chinese New Year, I asked my inner family to make more dumplings, you can eat it while it's hot, so you can warm up." ”

Yue Fei looked at the dumplings that were still steaming in front of him, and couldn't help but burst into tears and sighed with emotion. Since he was imprisoned, this Kui Shun has taken care of the three of them, last time Zhang Xian was about to die because of the cold, but no one cared, or this Kui Shun grabbed medicine outside, and took the risk to send it in after boiling. Yue Fei held Kui Shun's hand and said gratefully, "Brother, thank you." ”

"Xianggong Yue, don't say it, eat it while it's hot! You are a big hero, but this god doesn't have long eyes!" Kui Shun also sighed.

"Yun'er, Xian'er, you all come and eat. Yue Fei said.

Yue Yun and Zhang Xian came over and said in unison, "Thank you, Daddy Kui." So each of them took a bowl and ate it with great gusto.

Kui Shun took out a small pot of wine and said, "Xianggong Yue, blanched warm wine, drink some." As he spoke, he handed it over.

Yue Fei looked at the wine jug in Kui Shun's hand and said: "I was also a good drinker when I was young, but I lost my temper a few times due to alcohol, and then my mother advised me to quit it, and the emperor also ordered me to quit it, and I stopped drinking after that." Later, at the Northern Expedition oath meeting, I said that after he smashed the Huanglong Mansion one day, he would break this ring and have a good drink with everyone. I can't expect to break the vows here tonight. After speaking, he took two sips of the wine jug, and handed Zhang Xian beside him, Zhang Xian took two sips and handed it to Yue Yun, and Yue Yun also drank two sips and handed it to Yue Fei.

The three of them were eating and drinking, talking and laughing, so unhappy that they completely forgot that they were in prison at this time. The jailer on the side, Kui Shun, watched the three of them be so happy for the first time in a few months, thinking about their battle for the country and the people, but in the end they fell into such a situation, and couldn't help but have a sour nose and turned his back.

After eating dumplings and drinking warm wine, Kui Shun cleaned up the dishes, chopsticks and wine jugs. At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps, and there were about four or five people. Kui Shun hurriedly went to open the gate, only to see Cheng Wan in the imperial history leading a few entourages to hurry over. As soon as Wan Qiyun arrived, he smelled the residual wine in the air, and a pair of eagle eyes stared directly at Kui Shun, who didn't dare to look at each other, so he had to avoid Wan Qiao's sharp gaze.

Wan Qian called Kui Shun to open the cell door, and a group of mermaids entered, one of whom was carrying a tray with a Kowloon cup on the plate. Wan Qian said with a smile: "Lord Yue, tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone should have reunited with their families, but Lord Yue was imprisoned here. The saint is generous and benevolent, remembering Lord Yue's past achievements, and giving him a glass of imperial wine tonight. Lord Yue, please smile!" After saying that, he took a step to the left, turned back and gave a look to the person holding the cup, and the person holding the cup took a few steps forward to Yue Fei.

Yue Fei looked at the glass of wine in front of him, everything was understood, and he was completely desperate. Thinking about his whole life of fighting horses, serving the country and the people, it can be described as loyal and courageous, but in the end it ended up like this, is it because God has no eyes or is he born at the wrong time? Looking at the eight big characters written in blood on the wall - every day Zhaozhao, every day Zhaozhao, he smiled slightly, picked up the Kowloon cup and drank it all.

Seeing that Yue Fei had drunk the poisonous wine, Wan Qi's indifferent face led everyone to retreat with a hint of a sinister smile. At this time, Yue Fei, the poisonous wine turned over the river and the sea in his body, and he was in pain, but his face was unusually calm, and he couldn't see a trace of pain, and finally with a slight smile, he looked at Yue Yun and Zhang Xian who were in tears on the left and right, and said six words with his last breath: "Justice...... Comfortable people...... The heart ......" Kui Shun on the side was also crying.

On the first day of the first month of the twelfth year of Shaoxing, this day was originally a lively and festive day, but today's Lin'an City is as silent as death. A large group of officers and soldiers escorted two prisoner carts, and in the prisoner carts stood Yue Yun and Zhang Xian, driving from Dali Temple to the market execution ground. The onlookers on both sides were talking, some shaking their heads and sighing, and some were filled with righteous indignation. After a while, the sky was clear, the breeze gradually rose, the clouds were thick, and the winter sun was obscured, and people couldn't help but feel a little more chilly.

On the law field, Wan Qiao, the supervisor and beheader, sat on the chair and kept stomping his feet, rubbing his hands back and forth, looking at the sky from time to time, and silently complaining in his heart about his dissatisfaction with his old boss Qin Hui: Let me do all the bad things, and I will squat in the law field on the first day of the new year.

"Click-" Suddenly a thunderbolt startled Wan Qiaoyu and almost jumped out of his chair. What the hell is this weather? Thunder in winter. Look at the hour, it's not yet three quarters of noon. Whatever, I'm almost not afraid, this abnormal God, it's not good to wait for it to rain. Wan Qiaoyu thought in his heart, so he grabbed the prison card and shouted: "Verify your body and prepare for execution!"

The two executioners each drank a bowl of wine, threw the bowl to the ground, and raised the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand. Bang, bang, bang, and the two executioners fell to the ground.

In an instant, several black-clothed masked men floated in, and one of them waved the Yanling knife in his hand and shouted: "Death to those who stand in my way!" and went straight to the torture platform. The rest of the masked men blocked the officers and soldiers who swarmed around, how could those officers and soldiers be the opponents of the masked men, and more than ten officers and soldiers fell to the ground in an instant.

"Someone robbed the Dharma field to protect Lord Wan Qi. A lieutenant shouted.

Surrounded by a group of officers and soldiers, Wan Qiaowei shouted: "Don't let them run away." ”

Collecting land, several figures in the crowd burst out, intercepted the black-clothed masked man and began to fight, these people were the masters of the Qin Hui secret sect, Hong Tianci, Bai Wuzong and others. Bai Wuzong intercepted the masked man who was running towards the torture platform, and said with a strange smile: "Hehe, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The masked man didn't answer, he made a few quick moves, and suddenly shouted at the crowd, "Where is Uncle Shi?"

"Poor Dao is coming!" The voice accompanied the figure falling from the sky, a man in his forties was dressed in a three-clear robe, wearing a crown of purple and gold hair, carrying a three-foot black sheath sword, two red cherry blossoms at the end of the hilt, a long beard and horizontal eyebrows on his lean face, and a long beard in the robe danced with the wind, like a heavenly master descending.

The Taoist priest stopped Bai Wuzong, and the black-clothed masked man pulled away and ran to the torture platform, cut the ropes on Yue Yun and Zhang Xian with two knives, and asked urgently, "Big brother and second brother, where is the marshal?"

As soon as the two of them heard the masked man's voice, they exclaimed in unison: "Third brother, it's you!" The black-clothed masked man was Hu Dingguo, who waved his knife and slashed down the two officers and soldiers who surrounded him and said, "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's leave quickly." ”

Yue Yun sighed and said: "My father was killed in prison last night, my eldest brother and I have decided to go with our father, what are we afraid of death, we are innocent and frank, if we really escape, wouldn't we be in the hands of traitors." Zhang Xian also nodded on the side.

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood. What is the point of you dying like this, can you wake up the mediocre emperor?" Hu Dingguo said sadly.

"We have made up our minds, third brother, let's go!" Zhang Xian said indifferently.

"Third brother, the traitor will not let go of our family, and will definitely condemn people to frame him secretly, just ask the third brother to protect my mother and siblings to a safe place, I will die with regrets, but I can also turn a blind eye. Yue Yun said.

"But......" Hu Dingguo was about to say, but he saw that Yue Yun and Zhang Xian looked at each other and changed their looks, and at the same time picked up the spears of the two dead officers and soldiers with their feet and stabbed them in the chest.

"Don't!" Hu Dingguo shouted, and everyone present was stunned by this amazing scene. At this moment, a dazzling lightning bolt pierced the sky, and then another thunderclap, a dense drizzle poured down, or God wept for this grievance.

Hu Dingguo called Brother Feiyun and resisted Yue Yun. After Nangong Feiyun came over to resist Zhang Xian, he put his left hand in his mouth and made a sharp whistle, and he and Hu Dingguo jumped out of the execution ground. The rest of the black-clad masked men also evacuated one after another. Hong Tianci and the others were about to catch up, but when they saw the long sword behind the middle-aged Taoist rising into the sky, the Taoist immediately took off to catch the long sword, stopped in mid-air, slashed lightly to the ground, and said: "Nine Heavens Thunder!"

The invisible sword qi stopped Hong Tianci and the others, only to feel a powerful air flow rushing towards them, concentrating on the calm qi to stand firmly, and when they came back to their senses, the black-clothed masked people had disappeared without a trace, and the middle-aged Taoist was also missing, but when he looked back, he saw Bai Wuzong holding his right arm in his left hand, lying on the ground trembling, and his appearance was very painful.

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