It was a terrible day, and Wan Zhang will always remember that on this day, she saw with her own eyes that the Fu Qin troops dormant in the city appeared like ghosts, and then, like Shura, slaughtered the Xianbei people and reoccupied Chang'an City.

Thousands, thousands, just like that, they became dead souls under the knife.

Blood stained every street in the city, and the smell of fish spread in every wisp of the air in the city, and she could smell the disgusting smell, and she could see the blood red in front of her, and the Xianbei people, old and young, men and women, struggled, cried, and suffered, and finally died, and even when they died, they still thought of their king.

However, even Murong Wei himself has been executed by the clan and ended up in a mass burial.

Although she is not a Xianbei person, but such a cruel situation, as long as she is a person of flesh and blood, she can't bear to see it, not to mention that she originally came to assist Murong Chong, but now because of herself, thousands of Xianbei people have been slaughtered, Wanzhang looked at his palm in a daze, and suddenly he didn't even have the urge to cry, but he was a little confused.

I once thought that life and death in the world were in the palm of my hand, but it turned out that it was all delusional.

It's not that she hasn't seen dead people, the battle of the water is also a lot of casualties, and she has also seen flesh and blood flying in front of her eyes, but it was on the battlefield. And now so many Xianbei people, either sleeping peacefully with their wives and children, or reuniting with relatives and friends, without the slightest defense, were killed by Fu Jian like chickens and dogs overnight.

And she might have saved so many innocent lives, if she could have calculated earlier, if she could have done it earlier......

Maybe she's really useless, in vain she's been priding herself for so many years, but even if she doesn't miss anything, it's just that she knows the coming of fate earlier than others, and in the face of destiny, the more she knows, the more she feels small and humble.

She was ashamed of her master's teachings and her trust in Murong Chong, and she didn't even know whether she was helping or harming him if she stayed by Murong Chong's side, or was she ominous at all?

On that day, the Afang Palace was shrouded in a dark cloud, everyone's face was extremely ugly, some relatives and friends were killed, some loved ones were killed, but everyone was very quiet, acting and talking as usual, quiet as the eve of a storm, solemn and gloomy, supporting the crumbling sky.

Standing in front of Murong Chong were two embarrassed and pale young men, their clothes were shabby and dirty, but their eyes were forbearant and firm, and they were slightly raised, just like the moment when Murong Chong looked back at his country when he was twelve years old.

Murong Rou and Murong Sheng ran all the way and absconded, seeing their clansmen being killed with their own eyes, and the blood of their people was flowing on the streets, one of them was Murong Chui's youngest son, and the other was his grandson, as a royal family, but they couldn't even come forward, even if they were still young, even if they knew that they were carrying the future of the Murong clan, they also felt that they were ashamed of their clansmen and their ancestors.

Although they escaped, they will always be indebted to the people who died in vain.

Facing the two standing in front of him, the family is in decline, and there are few relatives left, and now they can see each other, but they never thought that it would be in such a background. Murong Chong's expression was also solemn, and there was a bit of hidden unbearability in his eyes, as well as red anger.

is just two children, and they have to endure the suffering of the destruction of the country and the death of their relatives.

Their Murong clan seems to have fallen into the curse of some fate, always suffering the greatest suffering in this world at the age when they should be at their most prosperous, and losing everything. He had already suffered this heart-rending pain once, and he would never think that his descendants would repeat the same mistakes.

Suppressing the hatred of Fu Jian, Murong Chong lowered his voice and asked hoarsely, word by word:

"Why, Emperor Youdi refuses to listen to my persuasion?"

Murong Rou looked at his cousin in front of him, they hadn't seen each other a few times when they were young, they only knew that he had the best appearance in the entire Murong clan, and now he has become the younger brother of Emperor Dayan, only to understand that even his intelligence is beyond the reach of others, every move has the look of Murong Hao, the founding emperor of the year, recorded in the book, compared to Emperor You, it is definitely better.

Therefore, Emperor You's plan may indeed be right.

He bowed his head in submission, at a young age, but he also learned to hide his true emotions after witnessing the death of his clansmen, and his tone sounded calm enough to tell the story slowly.

On that day, the guards sent by Murong Chong followed Fu Jian, who had fled, to the Beast Mountain, found Murong Wei, and repeated Murong Chong's meaning as soon as they met, persuading Murong Wei not to act rashly. However, after Murong Wei heard this, he just raised his head and laughed three times, without saying anything.

At that time, Murong Rou and Murong Sheng were also beside them, and they didn't understand what they meant, so they only thought about the guard's words, and asked nervously:

"What do you mean, brother? Do you want to take down the ambush? ”

However, Murong Wei stopped laughing and only told them three words:

"No need."

Although the two of them were young and did not participate much from beginning to end, they also knew that this ambush had taken the efforts of the remaining Xianbei people for many years, and success or failure was all in this move, so they were naturally quite cautious and cautious, and did not dare to make the slightest mistake, and persuaded Murong Wei bitterly.

However, Murong Weiquan suddenly sighed after the silence, and looked at them with kind eyes that he had never seen before, and that kind of look was not so much affinity, but rather a thick message and a final goodbye.

Then, with a deep sigh:

"Qinghe has died for Dayan, the emperor's brother can't bear it, he wants to get rid of Fu Jian and then quickly, he has the talent of the world, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and I am just a prisoner, the task of recovering Dayan, just give it to the emperor's brother." His eyes were closed, and there was a little tiredness in his voice, "As for me, I am alone, but as a humble man, the former monarch of Dayan, is it not as good as a woman?" Let me do one last thing for Dayan, so that the imperial brother can become its new monarch without any worries......"

After that, the two of them escaped from the Beast Mountain under Murong Wei's order, and ran all the way to Afang Palace. In addition to preserving the declining bloodline for the Murong clan, he also wants to leave this life that is only stealing, and see what Emperor You's mouth said, how talented this imperial brother who can rebuild Dayan is.

Now that he saw it, he knew that Emperor Youyou was not wrong, Murong Chong did have the courage to recover a country.

After listening to the words of the two, Murong Chong finally understood Murong Wei's hard work, Emperor You, is not an incompetent monarch, he is thoughtful, and has the courage to dedicate himself to Dayan.

I can't help but choke my heart and be grateful to it.

Later, Murong Rou and Murong Sheng before meeting worked hard all the way, and explained so many things to themselves without rest, they were already weak, and called the eunuchs on the side loudly:

"Prepare a place for the two of you, entertain them well, and serve them like kings."

"Yes."

The eunuch bent down to receive the order and walked to the side of Murong Rou and Murong Sheng:

"Please, both."

Walking out of the main hall and walking along the long palace road in the Afang Palace, Murong Rou finally asked Murong Sheng, who had never spoken much, in a low voice:

"What do you think of the imperial brother?"

Murong Sheng was originally Murong Rou's nephew, but because of their similar age, the two have always gotten along like brothers, thinking for a moment, with a bit of youthful clarity in his voice:

"The length of ten husbands must be only nine before they are safe. Today, the king of Zhongshan has only caught people, but his achievements have not been achieved, and the arrogance has been very great, and it is difficult to help. ”

After a while, Murong Rou smiled disapprovingly:

"You're still a kid after all, and you know too little about some things."

Murong Sheng glanced at him with a little indignation.

Relying on the seniority older than himself, he always says that he is a child.

Murong Rou didn't take this kind of anger too seriously, obviously she was used to it, and told him quietly as she walked forward:

"When Dayan was not dead, I also had the idea of you, thinking that the imperial brother was just good-looking, and he was not good at anything else, but now you see, if he didn't really have real talent and hard work, how could he go from a captive like us step by step to today's status? Soon, he will probably become the true king of Dayan. Arrogant and conceited, but only superficial. What's more......" paused, attracting Murong Sheng's puzzled eyes before he spoke again, "Do you know that there is a female military advisor by his side?" His name is Wanzhang, and he has the power to steal the sky. ”

Wanzhang has been depressed in his palace for a long time, and the water and rice have not been eaten for several days, as if he intends to punish his negligence in this way, Ah Li sees her treating herself like this, and then she will definitely damage her body, but the imperial brother is very busy these days, and she is not good to invite him to come, and finally in desperation, she remembered the catkins in the side hall, although she and she do not like each other, but now they can only use the dead horse as a live horse doctor, put down their face, and decided to invite her to come and have a try.

In fact, Liu Wu had already made up her mind to draw a line with Wanzhang, and it was best not to let her feel better, because it was too late to learn that she was sad and sad, and she should be happy. But although she said this in her mouth, she couldn't do anything in her heart, and when she heard Ah Li say that Wanzhang was facing collapse, she couldn't help but have the urge to raise her feet to take a look.

But how could she have forgiven this ruthless liar so easily?

As she walked, she repeatedly told herself that she didn't want to persuade Wanzhang, but just wanted to see what kind of situation she was in now.

All the windows in the hall were closed, isolated from the day, and the atmosphere was gloomy, and she sat with her back to the door, and the figure that had been depressed and languishing in just a few days was unbearable for a while.

No, how could she be unbearable with her? These are just her retribution.

Closer to the hall, Wanzhang was now extremely depressed, and even someone approached without knowing it, until she came to her, she saw how smart the eyes were, and now she turned around, reflecting her own portrait.