"Master Ji, you can't forget, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive the people who heard you say this poem, and you can't deceive yourself who swore to say your ambitions." Bai Bait looked at Ji Qingyun's tall back, and she found that Ji Qingyun was indeed a lot haggard than before. But she has always believed that even if the way of the world will change, and the body and shape will change, a person's precious original intention will not change. Even if thousands of people will change, Ji Qingyun will definitely not change.

Hearing this, Ji Qingyun felt inexplicably ridiculous. After so many years, the white bait is still the white bait, the white bait who is willing to believe in all the good and righteous in the world, or the white bait who is willing to tirelessly remind him in his ear to believe in hope. But she is still a woman after all, a woman who has never been involved in this political contest. She naturally didn't know how powerful the other party's power was, so powerful that no one could breathe. He has tried to save everything, but everything is already an endgame, and any lonely courage is just a grasshopper shaking a tree.

Ji Qingyun turned around and said coldly: "That was just a chaotic move three years ago, those words that were sworn to be said should be joked after drinking, why should the white girl remember it so clearly." ”

"The situation you are experiencing in front of you is essentially the same as three years ago, and now Master Ji is just drinking a pot of spirits, determined to get himself drunk. And there are some words, Bai Bait still has to say that the reason why the saint is a saint is because he dares to sail against the current, he dares to bite the green mountains, and he takes a road different from mortals. At present, how many kings and grandsons have become lackeys of the wind people, just because their original position was not firm enough. Unlike you, you have your own original intention, and because of this, you have risen step by step and straight into the clouds. "White Bait.

"A thousand sails passed by the side of the sunken boat. You may be able to see the political situation three years ago, but you may not be able to see the political situation three years later. Do you know that tomorrow my monarch Rissan will be beheaded by the guillotine, and all the officials who are not dead in Risan will have to be present at the scene and watch the head of our monarch fall to the ground. Killing a hundred is a great humiliation! Ji Qingyun frowned and said angrily, and shook his head helplessly in an instant, "This is enough to show that Emperor Mocang has already covered the sky with one hand, and Li Sang has no skills to return to the sky, and he is declining." ”

Bai Bait almost couldn't believe what he said, the monarch of Lisan is dead, isn't there a group of dragons without a leader? At that time, the whole Lissan will fall apart, and I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable...... No, it won't be like this, it's just one side. My mother often said that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and there is no absolute good or absolute bad. Bai Bait looked at Ji Qingyun's eyes and said: "The national disaster is at the head, the monarch is about to die, there must be many strategists who are full of righteous indignation, those lackeys who are greedy for life and afraid of death will be afraid, there will always be people who are not afraid, and there will always be people who will rise up." There will always be room for everything to turn around, as long as there is hope, as long as the original intention is not extinguished, isn't it? ”

Ji Qingyun had nothing to say, not so much that he had nothing to answer, but rather that he couldn't bear to break the precious hope in Bai Bait's heart. After all, she is a woman, powerless, helpless, and can only support her to live, only a little hope and belief remaining in her heart. At the same time, he seemed to have re-acquainted himself with Bai Bai, the Qin Huai singer who can sing and dance, she has a strong self-esteem, and this self-esteem is extraordinary. However, the more she did this, the more danger she would now have.

In this world, it is difficult to find a bosom friend, but he met it, but he was born in troubled times. He suddenly missed the old days, Bai Bait only had to do what she liked to do in the Water Pavilion Getai, and he could talk to her as usual, and solve her doubts and worries. Listen to her sing a song quietly, and all your worries will disappear in an instant.

It's a pity that I can't go back. And he was indeed as Bai Bait said, he was drinking a pot of spirits as he had been three years ago, ready to kill himself

He was drunk. On the one hand, there is the irresistible oppression of the wind people, and on the other hand, there are promises that have been sworn by them, and both sides are thorns, and they can't make a choice, so they simply don't make a choice. Perhaps, this is what makes a living.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed outside the door, and in an instant, there was a nervous and short knock on the door.

Ji Qingyun's eyes flashed with an alert light, and he motioned for the white bait to hide behind the painting screen to avoid any extraneous branches. After extinguishing the lamp, the door was opened.

The white bait hidden behind the painting screen, through the crack, she found that the person who entered the door was a masked man dressed in pitch black. After the man closed the door vigilantly, he turned his head and ripped off the mask, and then, Ji Qingyun knelt on the ground in fright, and an urgent voice came.

"Ji Shangshu, Bengong just escaped death, and now the wind man is chasing from afar, and he will soon find this place, you quickly find a way to help Bengong avoid the pursuit!" The person who spoke was Prince Li Sang, Li Sang Feijing.

Ji Qingyun bowed his head in the dust, helpless. He knew that if the wind man chased here, once the identity of the prince was exposed, not only would the prince die, but he would also be completely finished. But now that the situation is so urgent, what else can be done. On the one hand, the prince's order cannot be violated, and on the other hand, the wind people are chasing and killing. He suddenly realized that this time, he didn't have any choice. In any case, he will die. Perhaps, this is the price of surviving.

"Ji Shangshu, you quickly think of a way for this palace!" I only heard that the Green Bamboo Courtyard began to have a little restlessness, but I was afraid that the wind people had already chased here, Li Sang Feijing was already anxious, but his voice was a little weak. It was clear that he had been seriously injured during the escape.

"I'll cover the prince's escape!" The white bait ran out of the picture screen, and his words were full of desperate determination. Seeing that the prince's outfit was no different from herself, she only hoped that she could attract the attention of the wind people with her fake and real.

Ji Qingyun was taken aback, he knew very well that although Bai Bait looked like a man, she was still a woman, and if she was finally discovered by the wind people, she would definitely die.

Bai Bait was helpless, so he only said to Ji Qingyun: "The sister of the house depends on Lord Ji's help!" ”

With that, Bai Bait ran out of the backyard, trying to lure the wind man to the backyard to cover the prince's whereabouts. Bai Bait took a deep breath, she knew that tomorrow the monarch of Lisang would die, the prince had escaped death, if the prince was saved, Lisang would still have hope of survival.

Now, she only hopes that Ji Qingyun can understand her choice now. has been with Ji Qingyun for three years, Ji Qingyun regards herself as a confidant, why doesn't she regard him as a bosom friend. Now, if she can use her death to wake up a good person who is drunk, she thinks it's worth it. After all, in Ji Qingyun, what she carried was not only the hope she once had for him, but also the hope of countless people in Qinhuai, and it was also his own great ambition, which was a rare original intention in the world. And this original intention should not be silently annihilated. He used to be a good official, and I hope he will be a good official in the future.

Looking at the white bait that had left resolutely, Ji Qingyun's eyes seemed to see it clearly. He suddenly admired Bai Bait's fearlessness and righteousness. When the national disaster is at hand, a woman is still like this, and what reason does he have to waver again? Perhaps, after three years of friendship, Bai Bait completely understood him, but he never really understood Bai Bait.

Ji Qingyun got up suddenly, and when he heard the sound of the wind man in the backyard chasing all the way, he realized that he couldn't get drunk anymore. He has indeed not forgotten the promise, and he is destined not to forget.

Outside the purple bamboo forest.

The lead-colored clouds on the sky are drifting, the water in the pond is rippling, the waves crashing against the stones, and the moon is shattered.

On the stone road covered with fallen leaves, Li Sang Feijing, who had escaped, covered his wounds, cautiously leaned on the rosewood, and his black cloth boots touched the stone steps.

With each move, the fallen leaves make a loose sound. He has seven points of caution and three points of calculation in his eyes. Although someone led away the chasing wind man, there were wind people all the way, and they still couldn't let their guard down.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the murderous aura struck people, and the heavens and the earth were full of desolation and murder. Three wind men suddenly appeared in front of him, and he saw the scimitar of the wind man swing out against the wind, and three jet-black cold lights went straight to Li Sang Feijing's throat. Before the knife arrived, the deep cold sword qi had already pierced the night wind's slaughter.

Li Sanfei's eyes flashed with white light, and he stepped back seven feet, and a tree trunk was already attached to his back.

The wind man's scimitar has been swung straight out with the change of moves. Li Sang Feijing has no way to retreat.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

Three golden darts flew into the air, and three wind men fell to the ground in an instant. Li Sang Feijing gasped, looked at the golden dart on the ground and the tall back in front of him, and asked urgently: "Are you a person from the Divine General?" ”

He turned his head and nodded. Afterwards, Li Sang Feijing rushed to the depths of Zizhu with his general.

Floating light broken temple.

"Brother Huang, what's wrong with you?" A woman's voice came from the temple. The woman who spoke wore a high ponytail draped over a pitch-black cloak over her shoulders, and under the cloak was a suit of armor that tightly bound her slender waist, and at the waist was a long golden sword. This person is the second princess of Li Sang, Li Sang Fengyu.

He helped Li Sang Feijing into the ruined temple and placed him on the ground covered with dry grass, explaining: "He fled for the night, his strength was weak, and he was seriously injured. ”

"Feng Yu, he is the killer sent by the Divine General Division, and he will leave," Li Sang Feijing said with a hard voice, "He will help us complete the task of assassinating the Mocang dog thief." ”

Li Sang Fengyu looked at the seriously injured imperial brother, and couldn't help but feel very aggrieved in his heart: "As early as six days ago, we sent a secret letter to the Divine General, why did we come to the appointment today?" Do you know how much the princess and the crown prince suffered along the way when they escaped death from the hands of the wind people? ”

On the first day of Qin Huai's accident, Emperor Li Sang captured the entire Julong City, and in just one hour, the entire palace was bloody, and all the royal family were killed. Li Sang Feijing had already heard of the prestige of the Divine General Division of Nanjing Yunguo, so he arranged for some nobles outside the palace to send a secret letter to the Divine General Division to assassinate Emperor Mocang.

Along the way, Li Sang Fengyu endured all kinds of hardships in order to survive. But she is the princess of Lisang, she was born in the noble Lisan royal family, and she has been pampered since she was a child, and the emperor and queen of Lisan are even more pampered. Now that such a big change has occurred, the father and emperor have been arrested, the queen mother has been killed, and the elder brother has been seriously injured, and there is nowhere to describe the grievances. And all this suffering, in her eyes, is tantamount to the cause of this belated killer.

"After receiving the secret letter of assassination, the Divine General Division rushed to your place overnight from Nanjing Yunguo as soon as possible, and never neglected in the slightest. The next task is only to assassinate Emperor Mocang within a month, and everything else has nothing to do with him. He stood aside and said coldly. As a top killer of the Divine General, anyone who doubts the efficiency and ability of the Divine General, it is absolutely not allowed to leave here. The person behind the body is the employer who issued the confidential letter.

When Li Sangfengyu heard this, not only did she feel wronged, but she became more and more angry. Since she was born, no one dared to talk to her like this, and this killer who was not only late but also fought against him everywhere was undoubtedly bold, Li Sang Fengyu knew that this was difficult to settle, and got up and reprimanded: "Presumptuous! What a killer of the gods! Dare to act so boldly, not only disrespectful to this princess, but also disregard the lives of this princess and the crown prince, what crime should you be guilty of! ”