Her voice was not loud, and the ministers behind her did not hear it, but the soldiers around Qiu Guhan, who were very close to them, as well as Lian Heng and others, heard it.

Their faces couldn't help but change slightly.

They are all clear about the deep and ruthless scheming of the autumn night strings and the cunning of the means.

Think about it, isn't it too easy for Autumn Night Strings to be discovered?

Isn't it too easy to die too?

Such a man, who is in power, is it really so simple to die?

Everyone was silent for a while, even Qiu Guhan pursed his lips and was silent for a while.

"What, scared?" Feng Jinghua looked at Qiu Guhan with a smile, "If you're afraid, let people take care of your head, don't lose it." ”

"Afraid?" Qiu Guhan suddenly sneered, and a cold color flashed in his eyes, "If he is still alive, I can't ask for it, kill him one more time, and I will enjoy it one more time." ”

In the past, Qiu Yexian stood on the clouds, he fell in the dust, Qiu Yexian tried to take his life countless times, but he survived, could it be that if he stood on the clouds, Qiu Yexian fell in the dust, he would still lose to Qiu Yexian?

As soon as he said this, all the soldiers relaxed and said: "What His Majesty said is that no matter how many lives he has, as long as he dares to mistreat His Majesty, I guarantee that he will be killed once and again, so that he can taste the taste of death a few more times!" ”

"I've already reminded Majesty," Feng Jinghua used the word "Majesty" for the first time to Qiu Guhan, "Believe it or not, it's a matter of Majesty, I can't control it, and I won't care anymore, so I'll leave." ”

After that, she really left.

Qiu Guhan said behind her, "Where are you going?" ”

Feng Jinghua said: "Go home." ”

After seeing Autumn Nightstring's body, her wish has been fulfilled, and now she just wants to go home and reunite with her family.

In fact, what she said to Qiu Guhan was just a possibility that she thought of temporarily, and she didn't know if Qiu Yexian was really dead or fake.

Now this corpse looks very similar to Qiu Yexian, but if it is disabled like this, I am afraid it is impossible to judge the authenticity.

However, it doesn't matter whether Autumn Night String is really dead or faked.

As they said, even if Qiu Yexian is alive, he will never want to be an emperor again in this life, but he will live like a mouse.

She prefers to see the pitiful and miserable life of her enemies and enemies rather than death.

Qiu Guhan saw that she was really gone, and said to several pro-soldiers: "You escort the eldest lady back, you must not let her have an accident." ”

Several pro-soldiers immediately followed Feng Jinghua.

Feng Jinghua knew that someone was following her, but she didn't care.

It was very dark, the palace was brightly lit, and the soldiers who had entered the palace were either healing, eating, resting, searching the palace, or cleaning up the aftermath, and were very busy.

She found a horse, jumped on it, and walked out through the palace gate.

The night wind is cold, and as far as the eye can see, the lights of the capital, which has been dark for too long, flicker, like a city that never sleeps.

There was a sudden burst of surprise in her heart, a smile on her lips, and she couldn't help but whip up her horse and gallop forward.

She didn't go back to Fengfu immediately, but first went to a hidden place to pick up her father and mother, and then took the people who had been hiding there back to Fengfu.

Fengfu has been destroyed in the war, and even the walls of the mansion are gone.

But this qiē did not hinder the reunion and jubilation of the whole province.

There was no meat or vegetables, so the people took out the good wine buried in the ground, drank it together, and after enough trouble, they each found a place to rest.

In the capital this night, there was a lot of joy and sorrow, but there was no more fighting and no death.

After the night passed, Fengfu threw itself into reconstruction.

All the gates of the capital were also reopened on this day, and the people could enter and leave freely and return to their homes.

Countless soldiers and servants rushed to the streets and alleys, collecting corpses, cleaning the streets, and recording the losses of the people as a basis for future compensation.

More than 50,000 people have died in the war, which has lasted for more than a month.

From officials and courtiers, to generals and soldiers, to civilians and slaves, to slaves and thugs.

More than 50,000 people, is it much?

For ordinary people, it's a lot, but in the battle of imperial power, it's not enough.

When Feng Jinghua commanded his subordinates to build the wall, he sighed faintly as he watched the carriages and ox carts pulling the corpses pass by.

She was used to seeing this kind of scene for a long time, but suddenly she didn't want to see it again.

She raised her hand, lowered her head, looked at the hands with rough palms and scattered large and small scars, closed her eyes slightly, and told herself that it was time to stay away from the battlefield.

Her hands were stained with blood.

She doesn't pretentiously say anything about regret, guilt, insecurity, forced killing, etc., but she really feels that she has killed enough.

She thought that for the rest of her life, she would not need to kill again.

She no longer pays attention to the affairs of the palace and the court, but the news of the palace and the court still keeps coming to her ears.

Qiu Guhan had already moved into the palace on the day of the capture of the palace and officially handled state affairs.

He didn't slaughter the palace, he didn't embarrass the palace people and the concubines of the autumn night.

As long as Qiu Yexian's soldiers and horses gave up resistance and surrendered, he opened the net, did not make trouble, did not torture, but was temporarily imprisoned and dealt with later.

For those courtiers in the court who supported Qiu Yexian, he also generously said that as long as they didn't make trouble, he would not hold them accountable, in fact, he did not send troops to hunt down or encircle those courtiers, including the four major families of Ji, Lan, Hei, and Zhu.

What he is doing now is to clean up the aftermath and do his best to restore the people to a normal life and let the court operate normally.

In this way, after seven busy days, the corpses left over from the war were completely cleaned up, and the people began to build their damaged homes while resuming their normal routines, and the courtiers began to go to court.

And in the palace, it was finally barely cleaned up and taken care of, and the new emperor could finally take a breath and start preparing for the enthronement ceremony.

In this way, after three full days of preparation, the grand but not extravagant enthronement ceremony was finally held.

Feng Jinghua received a notice to participate in the enthronement ceremony.

She didn't want to participate.

But after thinking about it for a long time, she finally decided to participate.

Everything has to have a beginning and an end, she has paid a huge price for this day, and she should always witness this moment with her own eyes.

should be the end of her plans and plans for so many years.

After that, she would no longer ask about and participate in the affairs of the royal family and the imperial court, and if necessary, she would take her parents into seclusion.

As for her brother, if she wants to continue in the army, she will support her, and if she wants to live an ordinary life, she will persuade her brother to live in seclusion with the whole family.

In short, she wants to wash her hands, stay away from the hustle and bustle, and be a real ordinary person.

In this way, it can be regarded as a real new life, right?

In addition, she felt faintly uneasy in her heart, and there was one thing that was always a thorn in her heart.

If this thorn is not pulled, she probably will not get real peace.