Chapter Twenty-Eight: She's Gone
On this day, in front of the palace of Jiangdu, round after round of singing and dancing took the lead, the red lanterns at the door were hung high, the two stone lions were also hung with red silk, and there were constantly people with carriages driving in the direction of the Jiangdu Palace.
The rebels were politely seated with each other, and the table was filled with delicious food and wine. The maid beside him was slim.
Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji two brothers sat on the seats, on the left and right were Dou Jiande and Liu Wuzhou, opposite was Wang Shichong, they pretended to greet each other, and after a while, Qin Shubao Mu Qingyang and others from Wagangzhai were also seated in the distance.
This was the first time that Mu Qingyang did not wear a mask, with a cold expression, some old officials of the Sui Dynasty had already begun to whisper, and even some senior old slaves and maids couldn't believe the people in front of them. Although Mu Qingyang was expressionless, his heart was still excited after all, he had already made up his mind, if he discussed with Yang Lin, he would go to Ruyue and make it clear. I didn't pay attention to the worried expressions of Samago and Qin Shubao, who were incarnated as men's clothes.
"Is that the second brother?" Li Yuanji whispered.
"It's not." Li Jiancheng frowned, Li Yuanji was still young, and the two brothers were not familiar with Li Shimin, I am afraid that they have long lost their impression, but they do, the Li family originally had four brothers, Li Shimin and his brother were twins, but I don't know why not long after their mothers died, his brother disappeared. Li Shimin also became extremely hardworking, so that he had a bad relationship with his father, but his father only promised to go to Chang'an every year and only bring the best people to go. I didn't care about it, and my mother also said that a companion is like a tiger, so I don't care so much about this matter.
This is Mu Qingyang, who is rumored to be "the world of those who are young". Dou Jiande on the side spoke up, "I think back then, he was there, and the credit was never our share!" ”
"It's not good!" Liu Wuzhou also spoke, "Li Mi'er is going to play tricks again." ”
A group of people stood still, pretending to disguise their caution by the sound of musical instruments singing.
Wang Shichong, who was only dressed in brocade clothes but had a sinister face, ran to say hello, but Mu Qingyang didn't even raise his head.
Wang Shichong touched his nose with ash. Gray back to his place.
After a while, the singing and dancing stopped, and a eunuch stood on the middle seat and shouted: "Prime Minister Yuwen, the king of the backer has arrived~"
The officials of the Sui Dynasty and the maids and eunuchs knelt down in unison, but the rebels from all walks of life did not say anything.
The Sui Dynasty is not what it used to be, and Yu culture and self-esteem are in the eyes.
can only secretly swallow his anger and change it to a smile: "Presumably, the heroes came from afar, and they were tired of traveling, but they rushed to participate in the old heroes conference, which is really ......."
"I don't need to talk nonsense, those who become big things are not informal!" Dou Jiande, who is anxious, does not give Yu Wenhua any face at all. Straight to the feet. "I know what I'm doing today, I think Prime Minister Yuwen still tells you about this plan to divide the world!"
"This ......" Yu Wenhua looked embarrassed, but still maintained an official tone. I don't know if today's dim sum wine is to your taste, so you might as well ...... first."
"Get ......" Yu Wenhua was interrupted by Dou Jiande again, he rudely drank it all from the silver ruby wine glass, grabbed a piece of pastry with his hand and sent it to his mouth unelegantly, and said vaguely, "I have also drunk this wine, and I have tasted the dim sum, good wine and food!" I said~ Let's get started! ”
There was a burst of laughter around, and Yu Wenhua's face was blue and white in Dou Jiande's aggressive words.
"Hahaha~" Yang Lin burst out with a hearty laugh, his gray hair was waving in the wind, and his face was already wrinkled when he laughed, but he had an indescribable figure, "Brother Jiande is really bold!" That's it, how can I, Da Sui, lose face! After speaking, he also arrogantly picked up the wine glass and raised it high, "Respect the heroes of the world!" ”
Yang Lin's strategy is known all over the world, and he also has a reputation in various armies. Everyone raised their glasses and responded: "To the king of the mountain!" ”
There were only two people: Mu Qingyang and Qin Shubao did not toast, and everyone's actions were seen by Yang Lin in Yang Lin, he pretended not to see the abnormality of these two people, and drank it all.
Yu Wenhua, who had lost face, had no choice but to laugh dryly and raise his glass.
After the toast, everyone's eyes were focused on Yu Wenhuaji's body, looking forward to his next words.
"Don't hide ......it from everyone," Yu Wenhua touched his gray beard, trying to make himself look sad, "Emperor Xian...... He passed away a few days ago...... It must be that I miss the princess and the queen too much, but the country can't be left without an owner for a day, and the first emperor left a will before he died......"
"Didn't you want to say that I entrusted the country to you, right?" Dou Jiande began to coax again, "Treat the people of the world as children?" ”
There was already a mess in the audience, and everyone was talking to each other.
"The first emperor was childless...... There is no better candidate...... Old decay is unwilling...... can not live up to the great trust of the first emperor......" Yu Wenhua continued.
It has become a pot of porridge. His eyes signaled, and immediately a eunuch took out the holy decree from his bosom, slowly opened it, and prepared to read it......
But he didn't want to "swish" an arrow, Liu Wuzhou's subordinates unceremoniously shot the eunuch to death, and immediately someone protected Yu Wenhua and his body, and some ministers who supported Yu Wenhua stepped forward: "You are waiting for the new emperor who does not protect the throne, don't you want to rebel?" ”
More arrows were fired.
It's just that the arrows shot were taken away by Yang Lin one by one, and Yang Lin held a mace: "Heroes are here, what you care about should not be who is the emperor of the Great Sui, but who should be in this world, it's better to listen to Prime Minister Yuwen!" ”
"Lord Wang!" Liu Wuzhou said loudly, "Obviously, it was the Yuwen dog thief who killed the emperor, and we just want to avenge the emperor!" ”
"Kill me!" When Wang Shichong saw the situation, he immediately understood everyone's intentions: killing Yu Wenhua under the banner of avenging Yang Guang was one less person. "Avenge the saint!"
"Prime Minister! These thieves are crazy! "A henchman of Yu Wenhua ran over, and he wanted to protect Yu Wenhua and escape.
Who knew that Yu Wenhua and his face actually had a weird smile: "It is not clear who will kill the deer!" Send some men for me to stop them. With that, he pushed his own people to the back and watched.
The people who follow Yu Wenhua don't know what their master's intentions are, to put it bluntly, no one is dead to Yu Wenhua and death, each has their own little abacus, and they are afraid of death, lest these outlaws hurt themselves, but Yu Wenhua and don't go, they can only hide behind the shield and watch secretly.
"Where is the old thief Yang Lin!" Qin Shubao scolded, holding a double gong in front of Yang Lin, Qin Shubao is gentle, and rarely has any enemies, but he is involved in the revenge of killing his father, and he has to revenge.
Yang Lin only saw Qin Shubao with a murderous face, and found that there was also a person standing behind him, and no one dared to come forward to disturb these three people in the chaos.
Yang Lin turned his head, glanced at Mu Qingyang, turned his head again, and laughed: "Yizi, Qingyang, what are you going to do to the old man?" ”
"Shut up!" Interrupting Yang Lin fiercely, Qin Shubao was furious, "To recognize a thief as a father is also to kill his father!" Father's spirit in heaven can also understand! ”
"Uncle Bao, the old man never thought of getting out alive today!" Yang Lin still looked calm and calm, "It's just that if you are killed by the two of you, you will be unwilling!" ”
"What the hell was going on?" Mu Qingyang finally held back her anger, this was her imperial uncle, "Why do you want me to separate from Ruyue with an edict!" You royal people just can't talk? ”
"Back then?" Yang Lin looked at Mu Qingyang, "If you had let go of your knot back then, there would have been many things later." ”
"Father-in-law!" Qin Shubao suddenly knelt down, "This is the child's last father-in-law, from now on, there will only be hatred of killing his father, and there will never be father-son love!" If I don't kill you, I won't be able to live up to my father and my mother, who has been widowed for more than ten years! ”
Qin Shubao didn't know what it was like in his heart at this time, his elderly mother had already understood his heart and asked himself to let go many times.
Is it just letting go? Qin Shubao was unwilling, and when he learned that his father was beheaded by Yang Lin on the street for no reason, he practiced martial arts hard, and even designed to recognize the thief as his father. Whenever I saw other children riding on my father's shoulders when I was a child, if I bullied my father, I would be the first to stand up for myself, or I saw my mother crying secretly, not thinking about my father's brand, I secretly swore that one day I would take the head of the thief and sacrifice my father's grave!
Thinking of this, he raised his double fist, but was stopped by Mu Qingyang: "His life and death have nothing to do with me, but there are some things I have to figure out!" It's time to leave another stick of incense! ”
Mu Qingyang looked at Yang Lin again: "What do you mean by saying that I can't let go?" Back then, I clearly chose Ruyue! ”
"Impossible!" Yang Lin immediately retorted, "That note is clearly "The revenge of killing my father, I don't share the sky!" "Otherwise, in order to protect Ruyue, you will never be allowed to return to Chang'an!"
Looking at each other, Mu Qingyang and Yang Lin finally understood that someone was playing ghosts, and Yang Lin finally sighed: "That's it, the love is deep and shallow, the left and right people are gone, it's useless to say more!" ”
Unexpectedly, Mu Qingyang's expression that had not changed for thousands of years finally changed: "What did you say?" Where did the people go? ”
"Qingyang ......" Before Yang Lin could speak, he was interrupted by Qin Shubao, "The princess died a few days ago, Sa ...... I'm just afraid you'll be sad......"
Qin Shubao said with difficulty, observing Mu Qingyang's face as he spoke, Mu Qingyang's face was miserable, and he seemed to have no soul in this place where everyone was fighting.
She's gone......
She's gone......
She's gone......
It was as if everything in heaven and earth had turned into necessity, and there was only one sentence left in his world.
She's gone.