On the day of the destruction of Luoyang City, Erzhu Zhao's soldiers burned and looted, three days without stopping, once the mighty royal city, once wept blood and mourned, I don't know how much sorrow and fear to leave.

As if the story of Heyin was repeated, the princes and nobles, and the famous ministers and scholars were killed many times, and their heads were rolling and blood flowed like a river for a while.

It is said that Yang Kan and Wen Zisheng fled back to Luoyang, and when they arrived at Yang's house in Jingningli, they urgently shouted to Yang Chun and Yang Su to flee for their lives together. Yang Chun led the horse out, but Yang Chun didn't move. Yang was in a hurry, and when he wanted to step forward and pull him strongly, Lao Yang Chun pushed him away, and his voice was like a bell: "You wait to leave, I'll stay!" ”

Yang Kan on the side was stunned: "Why is my uncle doing this?" ”

Yang Chun smiled faintly and said in a deep voice: "Today, Luoyang City is broken, and the Son of Heaven will be held by the thieves. My Yang family has received the grace of the country, and now that the Son of Heaven is in trouble, how can my Yang family have no one to accompany him? ”

Everyone was shocked, looking at each other and speechless. Yang Kan's face changed rapidly, he was silent for a while, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "What my uncle taught!" In this case, I will go to the palace and go to the national disaster with Your Majesty! ”

Yang Su was crying endlessly, but at this time, the arrogant man came up, and he also stomped his feet and shouted: "Stop!" Then don't go for a shot! As he spoke, he sat down on the ground. Seeing this, although Lao Yang Chun did not speak, his old face twitched a few times.

Wen Zisheng and Gao Gao have never had the idea of sinking with Luoyang, seeing this situation, you look at me, I look at you, I am so anxious that I am sweating profusely.

At this moment, I suddenly heard Yang Su screaming, and his head was tilted, and he fainted. A few were shocked, and when they looked at it again, it turned out that it was Yang Kan who slashed Yang Su's neck with a knife, knocked him unconscious, and slammed it to the end: "General Gao, Pengju (Wen Zisheng's words), my dumb brother, please ask the two!" ”

Needless to say, let alone drag mud and water, Gao Gao and Wen Zisheng immediately returned the salute: "Longevity (Yang Chun's table) Gong, Shiye (Yang Kan's table) brother, take care!" "He set up Yang Yu and got on the horse and left.

Yang Kan was relieved, and then gave Yang Chun a deep squeeze, and left without a sound. Old Yang Chun's tears fell like rain, waited for a while, was silent, turned his head to the side of the deep well in the courtyard, and threw himself down!

Yang Kan got out of Jingningli, and all the way he saw was a shortage of soldiers, passers-by fighting for the road, and lost children crying on the side of the road. He should not be able to see it, hurry up and go straight to Miyagi. When approaching the Dongye Gate, suddenly there were roars and screams behind him, Yang Kan turned his head to see that a cluster of Qihu soldiers and horses had already been killed, and they even crashed into the crowd, the saber waved, blood splashed everywhere, and the stumps flew sideways!

On the Dongye Gate, it was Linhuai Wang Yuanyu who led dozens of troops, and he held on to it. At this time, when he saw Yang Kan at a glance, he hurriedly ordered him to throw down the long rope and put a few handfuls up.

Yuan Yu sighed endlessly: "Shiye, why are you bothering?" Yang Kan smiled: "King Linhuai is not the same?" ”

Yuan Yu also laughed: "In this case, let's go and see the Son of Heaven together." After a pause, the laughter continued: "On Huangquan Road, there is finally a response." ”

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On the Taiji Palace, people went to the empty building, and only a few elderly rickety eunuchs remained, and they did not abandon the emperor Yuan Ziyou, who was scattered around the cloak and squatted on the ground.

Yuan Yu and Yang Kan came to the gate of the hall, and Yuan Ziyou's already distracted eyes reappeared, jumped up, and shouted: "You two are here, good, good, good!" After a pause, the higher the voice: "And what about the King of Pingyang?" What about the King of Nanyang? Where are they all? ”

"Your Majesty." A eunuch on the side said with a sad face: "When His Majesty summoned him yesterday, the two of them never appeared. I really don't know where I am now. ”

Yuan Ziyou was stunned, staggered, and almost fell to the ground again, his mouth slurred: "What about King Chengyang?" And where is he? ”

"Yuan Hui?" Yuan Yu had already arrived, shook his head, and sneered: "Your Majesty has forgotten that after he escaped from Beizhong City, he immediately became ill, but he let someone with a heart see that his family stayed all night, and a cart of wealth was pulled out of the city." At this time, hehe, he must be far away... ”

"Yuan Hui misunderstood me!" Yuan Ziyou suddenly went crazy, dancing with his hands, crying and shouting: "Yuan Xiu also mistook me!" ”

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On the first day of the first month of March, Er Zhu Zhao broke into the palace city and captured the son of heaven Yuan Ziyou under the Yunlong Gate. Yang Kan died in battle, and Yuan Yu captured Erzhu Zhao for the Qihu knight, and finally died of a random beating.

On the same day, Wang Yuanji of Jiangyang died of illness at home, and his body was mutilated by the intruding Qihu people.

There is also the Chengyang Wang Yuanhui, who fled Luoyang early with his wealth and goods, but he didn't count the subordinates who were traveling with him to see the wealth, and killed the old and young Yuanhui near Yique and took the money.

As for Pingyang Wang Yuanxiu, Nanyang Wang Yuanbao Torch and his sister Yuan Mingyue are nowhere to be found.

As soon as Er Zhu Zhao entered the palace, all men were slaughtered, and the concubines of the Son of Heaven were all humiliated by him. Yuan Ziyu was locked up in the tower of Yongning Temple, lacking food and clothing, hungry and cold, and often beaten and abused for Er Zhuzhao, and washed his face with tears every day.

Heaven is like this, let alone the people.