450 Yue Fei Qu Death Wind Wave Pavilion

When it comes to Yue Fei's unjust death, people will immediately think of a place - Fengbo Pavilion.

Fengbo Pavilion was originally the name of the pavilion in the prison of Dali Temple (the highest judicial organ) in Hangzhou during the Southern Song Dynasty. Yue Fei, Yue Yun, and Zhang Xian were arrested and thrown into prison, and the place they could go to when they were released was this Fengbo Pavilion.

"Let the wind go!" A jailer, shouting loudly.

Yue Yun helped his father Yue Fei, walked out of the cell, and came to the Fengbo Pavilion to take a look at the scenery outside. Yue Fei knew that Qin Hui would not let go of himself, and he would see this scenery once less.

The door of the other cell was opened, and Zhang Xian was also released, and he also came to the Fengbo Pavilion to watch the scenery. Zhang Xian is Yue Fei's loyal subordinate, and the two are like brothers.

"Xiangzhong (Zhang Xianzi), let you suffer with me!" Yue Fei stepped forward and held the other party's hand tightly.

"Yue Shuai, where are you talking about?! In my life, Zhang Xian, I can charge into battle and fight the golden dog under Yue Shuai's men, there is nothing happier than this! Zhang Xian said what he said from the bottom of his heart.

Yue Fei wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it anymore. The two sat in the storm pavilion, relatively speechless.

Even though it's southern, it's still quite cold in December. There is a big willow tree next to the pavilion, which is bare, and in two months it will be able to "ten thousand hanging green silks". But the "February spring breeze" like "scissors" is reluctant to patronize.

A jackdaw came out of its nest, chirped a few times, and flew away. After a while, he flew back again, probably foraging for no result, and let out a few more screams, and got into the nest and never came out again.

"Yue Shuai, is there a new work?" Zhang Xian especially likes to read Yue Fei's poems, and he is quick to see every new work.

"No, it's been a long time since I've written anything new." Yue Fei shook his head.

"My favorite is Yue Shuai's "Man Jianghong, Angry Hair Rushes to the Crown......"

"The old emperor's calendar, don't turn it over. Now I like this little poem: 'After years of dusty clothes, special search for fragrance on the cuiwei.' The good water and good mountains are not enough, and the horse's hooves urge to return while the moon is bright. 'I've been fighting for many years, and it's time to enjoy a day like this. ”

"Yue Shuai, I think, as long as we can resist this turmoil, such days will be long! - Qin Hui old thief, he won't do anything to us! ”

"I hope so. I'm not worried about the old thief, but I'm worried—"

Yue Fei wanted to speak and stopped. Zhang Xian understood in his heart that Yue Shuai was not worried about Qin Hui, but the emperor. The king let the minister die, and the minister had to die.

Qin Hui walked in circles in the study, coughing and sighing. He asked the emperor for instructions on how to deal with Yue Fei and the others. But the emperor did not give a clear answer. He had been thinking about the holy intent for a long time, and knew that the emperor already hated Yue Fei very much, and he had already had killing intent, but he didn't nod.

Secretly kill Yue Fei, and the emperor will be very happy at this time. But if one day the main battle faction takes the top, the emperor will find a scapegoat to kill him. He is undoubtedly the most suitable scapegoat, and he has become a traitor and scolded. What to do!? What to do?!

"Old man, what are you sighing about?" The wife, King Wasp, walked in.

"It's still Yue Fei's people, it's really a hot potato!" Qin Hui sighed again.

"What does the emperor mean?"

"I don't say killing, I don't say let's release, I just hang like this. - I pondered, the emperor wants to kill eight points, and if he wants to let go, only two points. ”

"Is it easy to bind a tiger when you let it go? Yue Fei is a big tiger, his subordinate Zhang Xian is a middle tiger, and his son Yue Yun is a little tiger, and none of them can be released! Kill, kill, kill! Old man, if you do this, you have fulfilled the emperor's wish, and we are safe! ”

"Listening to my wife's words is better than reading a book for 20 years. Yue Fei can't stay ......"

Qin Hui made up his mind that he had to kill Yue Fei. As for the evidence, it is all secondary, as long as you put on the hat of treason, you can kill as much as you want.

The food has gotten better. Four dishes and one soup, plus a pot of good wine. Yue Fei looked at the wine and food, and did not move for a long time. Just half an hour ago, Yue Yun was taken away. After a while, Zhang Xian was taken away again. He understood, Qin Hui and the others began to move.

Zhang Xian and Yue Yun were taken away and soon arrived at an empty field. The prison officer did not even announce the charge, and the two were beheaded. Zhang Xian is less than forty years old, and Yue Yun is not yet twenty-three years old.

Yue Fei has thought about death since the day he joined the army. He was willing to die on the battlefield, stabbed to death by a sword, shot by an arrow, beaten to death by a mace. As a military general, sacrificing his life for the country, that kind of death is the most glorious. However, a "trumped-up" charge can kill you.

Needless to say, the final conviction must be treason. This is a crime that has always been loved by emperors and traitorous ministers. Because once the crime of rebellion is established, there is a good reason to kill. Historically, there have been too many people who have died like this. There are a large number of founding heroes of the Han Dynasty alone! Han Xin, Peng Yue, Yingbu, etc., were all spared.

It doesn't matter if you are against it or not, but you must have "plotted". Even if your old mother tattooed the four big characters "Loyal to the Country" on your back, it would be useless. When you are needed, you are "loyal to the country", and when you are not needed, you can only "sacrifice your life for the country".

Yue Fei knew that the wine was poisonous, so he didn't drink it for the time being. You can't be a starving ghost when you're dead, and you'll talk about it when you're full. At that meal, Yue Fei ate very slowly, chewing slowly. This is the last meal I will eat on earth. In the past, Yue Fei had been in the army for many years, eating extremely fast, and rarely tasted.

What a delicious meal! I ate all the food and rice, and even drank not a drop of soup.

Yue Fei looked at the pot of wine, snorted, and laughed again. He loved to drink, but he didn't drink a drop of wine during wartime, and he was afraid of making a mistake.

I picked up the pot and poured a bowl and drank it in one gulp. He threw the bowl aside, picked up the jug, pointed the spout to the man's mouth, and drank it with great pleasure. A pot of wine, half a pot of poison, and drank it all. Sit back and wait for death slowly. After a while, I didn't feel it. Suddenly, he stood up, picked up the pen, wrote hard, and wrote down eight big characters: Zhaozhao every day, Zhaozhao every day.

Death came, and my stomach ached. Yue Fei fought against death, and time passed minute by minute. Death pained the killer, and Yue flew away......

The body of Yue Fei, a famous general, was dragged away by four officials like a dead dog, and he found a random place and buried it hastily.

A jailer named Kui Shun secretly followed and risked death to carry Yue Fei's body out of Hangzhou City and bury it next to the Jiuqu Cong Temple outside the Qiantang Gate.

Before Kui Shun died, he told his son about it. In 1162 (the thirty-second year of Shaoxing), Song Xiaozong ascended the throne, and Yue Fei's unjust imprisonment was finally rehabilitated. The son of Kui Shun told the past that Yue Fei was buried in Qixialing in West Lake.

In 1178, the Song court posthumously gave Yue Fei the nickname "Wu Mu", and Song Ningzong posthumously named him the king of Hubei, and Li Zong changed his name to Zhongwu.

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