Zuo Mengeng was discussing with the generals how to enter Jiujiang City, and suddenly a sergeant came to report, Yuan Jixian boarded the ship with a team of personal soldiers, and asked to see General Zuo Liangyu.

"He's here to ask for guilt." Zuo Mengeng got up, picked up the sword on the table, and was ready to rush to the deck to fight with him.

"General Zuo is a little restless, it's better to let him in and see what he can say, and it's not too late for us to make a decision." Huang Shu hurriedly grabbed Zuo Mengeng, it was he who instigated Hao Xiaozhong to set the fire, so he was still a little weak in his heart.

"Okay, pass my order, all the soldiers are ready to listen to my cup." Zuo Mengeng sat down and thought about it, this was on his territory, what was he afraid of.

Yuan Jixian walked into the cabin in civilian clothes, and it could be seen that he had reprimanded Zuo Liangyu in the morning, causing fire everywhere in the city, and he wanted to ease the antagonism between the two sides. However, as soon as he walked in, he felt that the atmosphere was not right, and the entire cabin was surrounded by soldiers, and the generals in the cabin were all fully armed and ready for battle, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Virtuous nephew, this is going to put on a Hongmen banquet for Yuan Jixian, where is General Zuo? I'm going to talk to General Zuo. ”

"You still have the face to come to my father."

It's okay not to mention Zuo Liangyu, but when Zuo Liangyu is mentioned, Zuo Mengeng was angry from the bottom of his heart and shouted.

"You guys spread out, let this good friend of my dad come to see my dad for the last time."

Following the direction of Zuo Menggeng's finger, the sergeants in the corner of the wall scattered left and right, revealing a blood-red coffin behind them.

"Nephew, what do you mean?" Yuan Jixian saw the coffin at a glance and couldn't help but be furious.

"Open the coffin and let him see where my father is?" The green tendons on Zuo Menggeng's head burst out, and he almost pulled out the saber he was carrying.

"You..." The lid of the coffin slowly opened under the push of the two sergeants, and by the faint candlelight, Yuan Jixian saw that there was a person lying in the coffin. This person is full of silver hair, his face is pale, and there are still slight blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his image is very scary.

"General Zuo, this is..."Yuan Jixian was so frightened that he took two steps back, he couldn't believe that his friend, who was scolded by himself in the morning, had become a 'person from another world' overnight.

"Inspector Yuan, it's a shame that my father regards you as a close friend in front of him, and he wants to pull you together to enter King Jingqin. If you don't agree, it's okay, why don't you miss the old love and make him so angry that he vomited blood and died. Thou hast returned my father's life. The more Zuo Mengeng spoke, the more angry he became, he raised his hand to pick up the teacup on the table, and threw his hand on the ground.

Following the sound of the teacup falling to the ground, a sword light flashed in the cabin, and all the generals pulled out the swords they carried with them and aimed them at Yuan Jixian.

"Brother Zuo, my brother was originally just to wake you up, in the current situation of foreign invasion of my Central Plains, we are born as the people of the Han Dynasty, and we should focus on the overall situation and work together to resist the Qing Dynasty. Brother Wei wanted to wait for you to get lost and find out, you and I can not blame the past, but who knew that you would leave me today. Now your subordinates have set fire to my Jiujiang City, and they will use the enemy's sharp weapons against me. Brother Zuo, if you know from the spring, I'm afraid you won't be able to close your eyes. ”

Yuan Jixian turned a blind eye to the sword that appeared around him, his eyes were still on Zuo Liangyu's face in the coffin, and he couldn't accept this reality. Zuo Liangyu's seemingly closed eyes suddenly opened in the beating of the candlelight.

"General Zuo", the sergeant next to the coffin saw this scene and screamed in fright.

"Dad", "General Zuo," everyone turned their heads and saw this scene, and a few of them were so frightened that the sword in their hands fell directly to the ground, making the atmosphere in the cabin even more terrifying.

"Cover the coffin for me, and take Yuan Jixian down for me." Zuo Mengeng could no longer control his fear, and he finally screamed hysterically.

In April of the second year of Shunzhi, Zuo Mengeng detained Yuan Jixian in Jiujiang and continued to lead the army south to King Qin. At this time, Yangzhou City was already surrounded by the Qing Corps.

Li Shuangxi has been gone for three days, and Shi Kefa has not returned to Shangshu Mansion for three days. The once lively mansion is now deserted, and the laughter and laughter of the past can no longer be seen. The gates of Yangzhou have been closed, Yichun Courtyard has also closed down, the rich businessmen and wealthy families have run away, the busy streets, can no longer see the endless flow of people, a rich and beautiful city, has become deathly silent.

This is already the third horse in exchange, Li Shuangxi keeps hurrying day and night, and people can't stand it anymore, let alone horses. Fortunately, in this era of war and chaos, the one who has money is the uncle, so Li Shuangxi can be said to be unimpeded all the way and went straight to Jingzhou. However, what he saw along the way made Li Shuangxi no longer 'stay out of the matter' - everywhere you can see the Qing soldiers oppressing the Han people; Hungry refugees can be seen begging along the streets. And in his heart, there has always been a woman's voice constantly calling him, no, not one woman, but the voice of three women... No, it was the voice of a city calling to him.

Finally saw a big 'Shun' flag fluttering in the wind on the far city wall, Li Shuangxi breathed a long sigh of relief, lifted the horsewhip and slapped the horse's buttocks, he is now like an arrow, eager to fly directly over.

"Double happiness Wu'er, you are in a hurry, but you want the Dashun army to solve the difficulties of Yangzhou."

Li Shuangxi seemed to hear someone calling his name, he slammed the reins of the horse, and the horse that had just been whipped was not happy, and still galloped for hundreds of meters before he neighed wildly, stood upright with his legs, and almost hit a passerby in front of him.

On this empty mountain road, when did a person appear, Li Shuangxi really didn't find it, maybe he was too anxious to go and ignored the pedestrians on the road.

Li Shuangxi hurriedly got off the horse and wanted to apologize to others, but when he got closer, he saw that the passer-by with his back to him was dressed in monk clothes, and there was not a single hair on his head, which turned out to be a monk.

"I'm so sorry, Master, I was in a hurry and almost bumped into you." This person's back is a little familiar, and Li Shuangxi can't remember who it is for a while.

"The strong man dies before he is paid, and the hero is full of tears. Double Happiness, can't you even hear my voice? ”

The big monk wearing a hateful robe with his back to him turned around slowly, the familiar bridge of the nose was towering, the cheekbones were bulging, although his face was covered with a white cloth, only the upper part was exposed, Li Shuangxi still recognized it at a glance, this person was his father-in-law, Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang who had announced the 'death news' to the whole world.

"Double happiness knocks on the emperor."