Chapter 61: Killing

The storyteller in the capital has always been the lord who is not afraid of the chaos, and the most afraid is that the world is too peaceful to say, a few days ago, the king of Jiaodong plotted against the palace change, and they were forced to trace the grievances of the first emperor period, and compiled a whole book of the grudge of the king of Jiaodong.

Wei Heming only felt amused when he heard those absurd and bizarre words, but he was afraid that the wild history of the past and the present was made up from the mouths of some people, but fortunately, the atmosphere of the Jing Dynasty was open, and as long as there were no rebellious remarks, the officials were not interested in finding trouble with this group of storytellers -- it was too late for the ministers of the DPRK and China to impeach and ridicule each other, who had the time to care what new chapters they had compiled?

"When it was too late, I saw that Wei Tanhua drew his sword and shouted: 'You are waiting for the rebels and thieves, if you want to kill or rush at me, quickly release the saint!'"

The storyteller was talking about spittle, but He Lan smiled and bent over, patted Wei Heming's shoulder and said, "I didn't know that you were so heroic!"

Wei Heming still had half a piece of sugar cake in his mouth and didn't swallow it, and he almost didn't squirt out the cake residue when he heard this.

The storyteller was still sighing: "What a brave and resourceful Tanhualang who is both civil and military—"

He Lan laughed so much that tears came out, patted him on the shoulder and repeated: "What a Tanhualang-"

Wei Heming's half of the sugar cake choked in his throat, and he poured three cups of tea in a row, and then he was relieved, he was really laughing, not scolding, and listening to the storyteller's nonsense with a strange face.

"Where is this storyteller?" Wei Heming smiled bitterly. "He's not afraid of people coming and smashing his stall!"

He Lan said with a smile: "The book that this gentleman said is well-known in the city, don't you see that half of the people in this teahouse are coming for him?

Wei Heming looked outside, the one who shook his head and listened to the book, and from time to time had to record one or two on the paper, wasn't it his father's little girl?

It turned out that Wei Shangshu had not changed the problem of sending people to listen to the book, especially listening to his son's idle book, knowing that the story was fake, but he was also very happy to listen to it.

He Lan blinked lazily: "What's the matter?

Wei Heming waved his hand again and again: "Don't dare, don't dare." "If he lifts this stall, he is afraid that when he goes back, his father will lift his yard.

He was planted in the hands of this storyteller.

He Lan smiled even more.

The storyteller let Wei Heming go, and talked about the rescue of Wenrui Wang Chu Fengge, who was more legendary than Wei Heming, as if it was a divine soldier descending from heaven.

Wei Heming listened, but his heart was a little more worried.

On the day of the palace change, He Lan sat at the end and didn't know the situation very well, but Wei Heming remembered it.

If he hadn't trusted the memories of his previous life too much, and thought that the crossbow was on King Jiaodong, Chu Fengge would not have been injured. The poison on the arrow was extremely strong, and in his previous life, Chu Shen was almost not saved, and finally fell into the problem that one arm was not very flexible.

He was anxious in the palace that day, and Chu Fengge even ripped off the flesh and skin of the arrows, and the hideous appearance of the flesh and blood frightened many courtiers. Even so, the doctor's statement may not guarantee that the arm is as flexible as it used to be.

In his previous life, Chu Shen injured his arm, but it was a little hindered in his movements, but he was also depressed for a long time.

Chu Fengge's arm is to hold the bow and sword, and the territory is vertical and horizontal, if he falls into the root of the disease

Wei Heming rubbed his fingertips on the teacup, and he didn't come up with any good ideas for a while.

Where are there so many miracle doctors in the Jingshi, except for the imperial doctor, he knows that the best doctor is the old doctor in the palace of King Wenrui.

Just thinking about it, he felt He Lan bump him with his elbow and whispered, "Look, that one is coming at you, isn't it?"

Wei Heming was stunned for a moment, looked up from the crack in the curtain, and a person was walking in at the door of the teahouse, dressed in blue brocade clothes, with a warm smile on his face, and he looked like Chu Shen, who had not been seen for a long time.

"Why is he here?" Wei Heming was quite surprised, and was thinking about it, when he saw that Chu Shen really picked the curtain of his compartment, bent down to come in, arched his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "Lord Wei, Lord He." ”

Wei Heming saluted three feet away from him with a very standard detachment: "I've seen the five princes." ”

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Chu Shen's mouth, and he walked to the table and sat down to greet himself: "Lord Wei doesn't need to be polite, it's really not easy to find you in the capital now." ”

Wei Heming was originally favored by others, and after this rescue, he became even more famous. He was young, and he almost broke the threshold of the Wei Mansion by coming to catch up, climbing relatives, and even seeing each other's relatives, but Wei Heming couldn't, so he hid out to find leisure with He Lan.

It's just that Chu Shen found it, and I'm afraid that this rare leisure is gone.

Wei Heming had no intention of greeting him, and his eyebrows and eyes were faintly alienated: "Is there something wrong with the fifth prince?"

"Can't I come looking for you if I have nothing to do?" Chu Shen stared at him silently, with a bit of bitterness in his eyes.

Wei Heming was stunned, and before he could answer, he heard Chu Shen smile: "Joke, joke, I'm here to invite Master Wei to listen to a book." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the storyteller outside had already started another paragraph.

"Speaking of this King Wenrui who has saved the car, then I have to mention the murder he committed in Beihu-"

Wei Heming didn't want to hear it, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but be attracted to it, although Chu Fengge mentioned that he had a hard time in Lingbei, he didn't say it in detail.

But I don't want this storyteller to start from the beginning, what he said is that Chu Fengge won the first battle, and the next few battles were repeatedly surprising.

What the gentleman said was mysterious, Wei Heming frowned when he heard it: Mr. said that Chu Fengge rushed to the front first, and entering the enemy formation was like a no-man's land, so he thought that he had clearly told him to be careful with his life before leaving; Mr. said that Chu Fengge was so surprisingly victorious, and he repeatedly won more with less, so he thought that the situation was critical at that time, and it was too risky to have more enemies; Mr. said that Chu Fengge was extremely heroic, and he still killed several people in a row when he pulled out the arrows on his body angrily, so he thought that Chu Fengge was young, but there were so many scars on his body.

When the storyteller finished this paragraph, Wei Heming's brows were so deep that he could almost kill a fly.

The head Chu Shen was still at a loss: it was clear that he hadn't reached the highlight he thought, why did Wei Heming's expression be so ugly.

Wei Heming was also a person with a hero complex when he was young, and he saw a lot of stories about generals who rode horses and bent bows and crisscrossed the battlefield, and he also felt that he was scarred by a hundred battles to show his true qualities, and he also greatly admired and yearned for those heroes who worked hard.

But when the same story was grafted onto Chu Fengge, he couldn't hear it right.

I only heard the official who was listening to the book outside the curtain smiled: "You're afraid that you have wronged this King Wenrui, on the battlefield, either you die or I live, he will kill more, that is also the Beihu people who came to commit crimes, kill one, and you will save dozens of my Dajing Dynasty, it is not a killing, but also a savior." ”

The crowd chimed in.

Chu Shen raised his eyebrows, and the show in his heart was coming.

The storyteller shook his head and said, "No, no, this murder does not refer to these, but to the nearly 10,000 captives under the northern mountain." ”

Wei Heming's expression froze.

The storyteller told this story at this time, it was Chu Fengge's last big victory, and the Beihu general led nearly 10,000 soldiers to surrender, but he didn't want Chu Fengge to kill all these nearly 10,000 people with an order.

There are nearly 10,000 more corpses at the foot of the North Mountain.

After saying this, there was silence in the tea house, and the sound of the audience could be vaguely heard.

Wei Heming's eyes gradually cooled, this was indeed something that Chu Fengge could do, he could almost think of Chu Fengge's expressionless order, coldly watching the sea of blood piled up in the mountain of corpses.

The storyteller was still not enough, and gossiped with the crowd: "You don't know, there is another rumor here-"

The crowd urged him: "Speak quickly!"

The storyteller smiled: "This King Wenrui, I'm afraid there is another problem, that is, he is addicted to killing, and he kills his own people." ”

Someone questioned, "Are you talking about a madman?"

The storyteller said: "You don't know, Beihu has an accompanying general, surnamed He Jinyun, is a famous family after the He family, someone has seen him and the king of Wenrui talked very happily, when the expedition, the king of Wenrui killed the red eye, the enemy I don't argue, I just cut that He Jinyun under the horse. The battlefield was chaotic, He Jinyun did not even leave a whole corpse, and the soldiers who had seen this incident were afraid of the prestige of King Wenrui and did not dare to testify, and the matter could only be closed in the end, only to pity the good sons of the He family."

Outside, there was a "boom" and there was a discussion, and everything was said.

Wei Heming turned his gaze to He Lan, only to see that he had long since lost his lazy appearance, his expression was indifferent, and there was a complicated look in his eyes, just like the demeanor he had when he saw Chu Fengge the first few times.

Only then did Wei Heming know why he had fought Chu Fengge since he came back from the border, and he had met with He Lan several times.

Although He Lan and Chu Fengge didn't have much friendship when they were young, after all, they all came through Xuzhou all the way through thick and thin, so they didn't become so hostile, it turned out that there was such a reason.

He Lan put the fan aside and said softly, "I didn't plan to tell you. ”

Wei Heming glanced at Chu Shen slightly, turned his head and asked He Lan: "Slaughter all the prisoners and kill He Jinyun, what this person said is true?"

He Lan smiled, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "Although there is no evidence of He Jinyun's matter, it can be determined that he did it." Not only that, but the fall of several generals in Beihu's trip is afraid that they are inseparable from him. ”

Wei Heming paused, not knowing what to say.

He Lan rolled up her sleeves and put away her lazy appearance in the past, her eyes looked cold, but with a hint of comfort: "I don't want to tell you about this, just because this matter is a grievance between the He family and him, you don't have to mind." ”

Wei Heming said calmly: "It's okay, I'll ask him about this." ”

He Lan smiled: "I can guess a few points about his reason, but it's just a different position." Although I am a sick man, although I don't know how long I can live, in the end I am still the next head of the He family, I must bear this matter, not only must I bear it, if I have the opportunity, I will also fall into the well for him. ”

After that, he stood up, wrapped in a slightly thin body in a sky blue soft robe, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, he didn't look like a noble son, but he inexplicably had such a trace of momentum, as stable as Mount Tai, which made people can't help but recognize his identity as the heir of the He family.

"Heming, I know that you have a very close relationship with him, but he is a foreign minister after all, so you should think about it a little more. He Lan said, paused again, and looked at Chu Shen who was sitting on the side, and became that lazy appearance again. "But others may not be much better than him. ”

After speaking, He Lan left the wing.

Wei Heming raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the tea in his hand, and looked at Chu Shen: "This is the book that the fifth prince invited me to listen to?" Lingbei matter, how could a mere storyteller know so clearly, it was clear that someone could arrange it.

Chu Shen smiled: "What does Master Wei think?"

Wei Heming chuckled: "Wonderful." Without looking at him, he left the table.

But he didn't want Chu Shen to grab one of his wrists and shouted: "Crane Ming-"

Wei Heming's eyebrows turned cold, he pursed his lips, and turned to look at Chu Shen: "What are you calling me?"

Chu Shenzheng had a complicated look on his face, his eyes changed a few times, he slowly let go of his hand, and his voice was full of three points of pleading: "Heming, it's me." ”

And so it was.

Wei Heming gradually calmed down, looking at Chu Shen's familiar face and expression, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were frosted, but they gradually faded, and finally only calm: "Long time no see." ”

"yes, long time no see. Chu Shen smiled bitterly, but there was a hint of coldness in the eyebrows that looked at Wei Heming, and he could vaguely find the appearance of the emperor. "I was really surprised that the dignified crane actually succumbed to Chu Fengge's command. ”

Wei Heming was distracted at this time, and said in his heart that he should not be in a hurry if he succumbed to Chu Fengge, he was afraid that he would succumb to Chu Fengge in the future, which would be extremely terrifying.

Chu Shen saw that he didn't answer, thinking that he was weak-hearted, and his tone was even more agitated: "At the beginning, I told me to seek peace and prosperity, but now I am serving a person who is against the king and kills the general, and I don't know what benevolence and virtue are, Wei Heming, your ambition is nothing more than that." ”

Wei Heming shook his head and snorted lightly: "He doesn't know benevolence, don't you know it?"

Chu Shen's expression darkened: "I know that you hate me, in the past, I shouldn't have suspected you of abandoning you, but I also paid it back, and now your Wei family is safe and sound, what else can you not let go?"

When Wei Heming heard this, he stared at him for a long time, and couldn't help laughing: "Chu Shen, you hate you when I am?"