Liu Xuwei grinned like a mad dog that had been stepped on its tail, jumped back with a "poof" to widen the distance between him and the soldiers, pointed at the tip of Wei Zhongxian's nose and shouted fiercely: "Bold, who are you?" Resisting the will and disrespecting the conspirators, you are still not my Ming people? If you want to rebel, I warn you that it is a great crime to destroy the Nine Clans......"

Wei Zhongxian looked at the jumping clown in front of him and sneered, "You don't even know the miscellaneous family?" The miscellaneous family is Wei Zhongxian! ”

Liu Xuwei, who was pale, said tremblingly as if he had just been fished out of the water: "Nine thousand years old Wei Zhongxian? No, no, no, I don't care who you are, I'm now the imperial court, and you are a rebellion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, when I go back, I will still intercede with you like the Holy One. Open the gates and let me go! After saying that, as soon as he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, he was about to break out.

Wei Zhongxian snorted coldly, blocked Liu Xuwei's way, and raised the holy decree in his hand, "Hmph, don't give up, right?" Although the old man is illiterate, he has been a celebrant and eunuch, and he can still distinguish the authenticity of the holy decree in the early Qing Dynasty. Although the writing on this holy decree is dignified and beautiful, mellow and elegant, it can be seen that it has been decades of work. But you have made the mistake of taking it for granted, the decree is not a yellow color, it is usually made of colorful fabrics. Guan Daren is a second-class official of the imperial court, at least five-colored. This is your first loophole, and you can see that you put your heart into it. ”

Liu Xuwei, who was held down by the soldiers, argued hoarsely: "You are all nonsense, I am the imperial court, let me go!" The emperor has a secret decree, if he kills Guan Shanyue and Wei Zhongxian, the emperor will appoint him as the commander of the Daning Dudu, no, no, no, he is a cabinet scholar! ”

Guan Shanyue rolled her eyes and scolded: "After beating you and reciting the holy decree, I wondered in my heart, losing the city and losing the land is a national shame, but you impostor is holding back a smile." You also killed me as a member of our cabinet, I advise you to shut up quickly, the people of the entire Cullen City are my brothers who were born and died, we are a community that breathes together with fate, you can save your strength! ”

After he finished speaking, he stepped forward to take the holy decree from Wei Zhongxian's hand, and asked with a puzzled expression: "I didn't expect this holy decree to be so exquisite!" Brother Wei, are there any other irregularities in this holy decree? ”

Wei Zhongxian nodded, "There are still a few places, the real holy decree is made of high-grade silk silk brocade fabrics officially supervised by Jiangning Mansion, with anti-counterfeiting marks - two silver disc dragons flying up and down, and the refraction changes can be seen from different sides. This decree should be made of silk flowing from the Shanhaiguan area of Liaodong, and there is no change in luster. Although the decree is full of auspicious clouds, the first word at the beginning of all decrees must be printed on the first auspicious cloud in the upper right corner. This decree is written between the first auspicious cloud and the second auspicious cloud. Moreover, my Ming holy decree is written with natural mineral pigments such as cinnabar, stone green, and peacock blue after grinding, which is pleasing to the eye for a long time. This holy decree is made of pine smoke ink, and at first glance it is an impostor. The texture of the shaft handle and the color of the silk brocade of the holy decree are different according to the rank and nature of the official. The first product is the jade shaft, the second grade is the black rhinoceros horn shaft, the third grade is the gold shaft, and the fourth and fifth grades are the black horn shaft. Haha, Lord Guan, let's see what this holy decree is used for??"

Guan Shanyue picked up the holy decree in his hand and checked it correctly, "Hey, this is a scalper horn, I saw it when I was farming!" By the way, this is really different from the holy decree I received before I got out of the plug, the weight is different, this is too clear, and it looks like an impostor. ”

The surrounding soldiers also saw the holy decree for the first time, and they gathered behind Guan Shanyue and talked about it. Sure enough, every deficiency that Wei Zhongxian said was confirmed in this holy decree.

Facts speak louder than words, Liu Xuwei was shocked when he heard this, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, no longer had the arrogance just now, and secretly shouted in his heart, "My life is over!" ”

He was originally a spineless person, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing like pounding garlic, crying for his life and shouting: "My lord, I admit that I am a fake, I will recruit them, the slave is not the Ming court, and the slave deserves death!" It was all Fan Wencheng's old thief's idea for the Great Khan, and this holy decree was written by him, and the slave was forced to have the courage to deceive the heroes. Adults spare their lives, adults spare their lives, adults spare their lives......"

"I'll go next door to your spicy, you're fake and let Lao Tzu kneel down and beat you to death!" After Guan Shanyue finished speaking, she endured the pain and raised her leg to Liu Xuwei is kick.

When Wei Zhongxian heard Fan Wencheng's name, he was so angry that he jumped to his feet and scolded: "I just said that this fake holy decree came from the hands of the Han people, and his grandmother had legs, and it turned out to be Fan Wencheng, a dog traitor." ”

Guan Shanyue looked at Wei Zhongxian, who was gritting his teeth, with a puzzled face, he relied on his limited knowledge of history, and he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think that there was a person named Fan Wencheng at the end of the Ming Dynasty, "Brother Wei, how can the younger brother never hear of this Fan Wencheng, is this guy a big traitor?" ”

When it came to this person, Wei Zhongxian hated his back molars, "Hmph, this person is a well-deserved traitor." Fan Wencheng's ancestral hometown JX was born in Shenyangwei, Liaodong (now SY City), born in the family of the Ming Dynasty eunuchs, and claimed to be a descendant of Fan Zhongyan, a famous minister of the Song Dynasty. He was smart and studious since he was a child, and he was proficient in scripture and history. In the forty-sixth year of Wanli (1618), Houjin Nurhachi captured Fushun, and Fan Wencheng volunteered to participate in the Houjin regime. Now he is one of the main advisers of Huang Taiji, and he is deeply relied on by Huang Taiji, and he participates in the decision-making of all the strategies of the Later Jin Dynasty, the surrender of Han officials, and the attack on Korea. Just with Houjin's group of uncivilized wild boar skins, without the help of these soft-boned traitors, I would have destroyed the wild boar skins family by Ming Ming morning, and there is still the saying that they besieged us in Kulun City. Hey, the miscellaneous family can't understand why Li Chengliang, the general soldier of Liaodong back then, didn't slaughter the wild boar skin family? He also regarded Nurhachi as a nephew, and sat back and watched Nurhachi's power grow stronger and did not take any measures, I really don't understand what he thinks. ”

When Guan Shanyue heard that this Fan Wencheng was really an out-and-out traitor, she pondered for a moment, waved her hand and said: "Brothers, we have all fallen into this field today thanks to these traitors, I hate traitors the most, in order to warn future generations not to be traitors, I drove this dog traitor to the city and killed him, and roasted his meat on the spot!" ”

Liu Xuwei struggled desperately, he regretted choosing to learn Chinese from Fan Wencheng in the first place, otherwise this errand of pretending to be a messenger would not have fallen on his head, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, please don't kill me!" I'm not Han, I'm not Han! I'm a cold monk, you can use me to negotiate terms with the Great Khan, I'm a cold monk, you can use me to negotiate conditions with the Khan......"

This battle has been fought for too long, and the Houjin soldiers, who have long been exhausted, were originally waiting for Guan Shanyue to open the door and surrender before going home, but who knew that it was indeed Liu Xuwei who was scorching on the flames, and he cried when he saw Kulun City's move.

Since then, the Houjin have broken off their last illusion, and they have frantically attacked the city of Kulun, hoping to kill all the Han and Mongols in the city.

A month passed in a flash in the fierce battle, and the days of Kulen City were almost exhausted, and the soldiers in the city had begun to kill the horses one by one according to the strength of the horses and began to satisfy their hunger. The city's defensive heavy artillery had long since run out of ammunition, but every gasping person in the city had taken up arms, and they were still holding on, and whenever they encountered an attack, they would still desperately kill every enemy who came close.

In the interval of the fierce battle, Wei Zhongxian leaned on the battlements and held a long-handled eyebrow knife that was dripping blood, his chest rose and fell violently, waiting for his dry eyes to look at the blue sky above his head, "Brother Guan, there will be no rescuers coming, you don't have to look north, if you came a month ago." Do you think we're going to die this time? ”

Guan Shanyue squinted her eyes and looked in the direction of Da Ming, this was the sixty-seventh time that they had repelled Houjin's attack, and the Jin soldiers had just been replenished recently, and the frequency of attacks was getting faster and faster. He pinned his last hope on Zhao Ruixue, who was sent to Daming to seek reinforcements, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "Xiao Nizi, where are you?" ”

He pursed his shriveled lips and shook his head to look at Wei Zhongxian, "Brother Wei, no, don't you often say that I am a lucky general?" We're going to be saved, I'm going to sing you a song! ”

Wei Zhongxian tilted his head to the side noncommittally, and secretly touched the muddy tears, at this time he hated the court that did not move and did not save him.

The sky was still blue just now, but after a gust of north wind, it turned dark in an instant, and after a while, goose feathers and snow drifted up.

The surrounding soldiers cursed: "What the hell! As soon as he heard that Guan Daren was going to sing, he held the weapon in his hand and gathered around him to squeeze around him to keep warm.

Guan Shanyue shook the snow on her body, stood up and added a few pieces of firewood to the fire, with a sunny smile on her face, looked around at the soldiers at the head of the city, and said amiably: "Our heroic tenacious and close unity spirit will definitely be able to defeat the wild boar skins under the city, it won't be long before our Ming reinforcements will come, then we will kill a pig first, if you don't eat a rolling melon belly round, I won't finish with anyone!" There is no one in the Ming Dynasty who knows what it means to be conscientious better than you, because you have used your blood to interpret what it means to be conscientious, so you are the most lovely people in this era! Come on, come on, my song is dedicated to the loveliest people of this era! ”

In the cold wind and snow, the surrounding soldiers were warmed by Guan Shanyue's words, and let out a burst of laughter.

Guan Shanyue grinned when she saw this, her expression was straight, she stood in front of the fire and sang loudly: "A big river has wide waves, and the wind blows the fragrance of rice and flowers on both sides, and my family lives on the shore...... This is the homeland of heroes, where I grew up, and in this ancient land, everywhere there is the power of youth...... When a friend comes, there is good wine, and if the jackal comes, he is greeted with a shotgun...... Bright sunshine everywhere......"

This song quickly spread in the city of Kulun, condensing the hearts of all the soldiers into a rope and warming the hearts of a city.