Chapter 8: Yu Qian's Death

Mr. Qian left with his subordinates, but left Yu Mian and his wife to join the army, and the Pan family had no choice but to take their grandson and granddaughter-in-law away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

On the other hand, Yu Qian had just learned about his charges in prison, but in the eyes of the jailer, this former minister of the dynasty and a pillar of the court seemed to be very calm, as if he didn't care about what happened to him at all.

"Yu Shangshu, these meals are specially made for Shangshu by our brothers. The brothers admire the adult's personality, so they can only talk about their hearts like this, and please take a bite of Yu Shangshu. The old jailer in the prison held a night of fragrant white rice, topped with green vegetables and two or three large slices of oily meat.

Yu Qian was not pretentious, he shook the sleeves of the dazzling prison clothes on his body, and took the bowl of food from the old jailer's hand with handcuffs and chains.

"Hehe, Qian has never eaten such a delicious meal at home, I didn't expect this body to suffer but the stomach is blessed." Yu Qian couldn't stop laughing at himself as he gulped.

"Yu Shangshu ······" The old jailer was dumbfounded by Yu Qian's words, and only sighed and took out the cigarette stick in his waist and took two puffs, "Shangshu is open-minded, we little people can't do it, it's just that everyone is thinking about Yu Shangshu's goodness, you have worked hard for the country for so many years but you haven't been able to get a good one, everyone... The big guys don't have a taste in their hearts······"

"Don't be sad, humble and honest that everyone can afford to be humble, this heart feels that so many years of hard work have not been in vain, enough, enough!" Yu Qian was very pleased when he heard the old jailer's words, and said, "If it is not troublesome, I have to bother you to bring Qian another pen and ink, and Qian is grateful and disrespectful." ”

"Eh, where is it, I can't do anything about the old jailer, if Yu Shangshu has any requirements, just tell the brothers, and the brothers will try their best to meet you." The old jailer tapped the cigarette pot and said.

"Then it's tiring." Yu Qian said politely.

It was close to the end of the month outside the window in prison, and the moonlight at night was not as bright as the change of Nangong, so the prison guards took care of Yu Qian and lit the brazier and placed it outside Yu Qian's cell, so as to warm the thin Yu Qian and illuminate the resolute brush under Yu Qian.

"Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world. Good, good, good! In this quiet prison, I don't know when someone's voice sounded, "Yu Shangshu, what a "Lime Yin"! This wind is still as hard as ever. ”

Yu Qian listened to the words, and turned to look at Xu Youzhen, who was already wearing a scarlet official uniform.

"Lord Xu?" Yu Qian said loudly, the pen in his hand was still dripping with thick ink, "Where is Lord Xu, how can Qian's literary talent enter the eyes of adults, and this clumsy handwriting is not as good as that of adults." ”

"That's right," Xu Youzhen stepped forward and looked at the unattainable Yu Shangshu in front of him through the cage, with an indescribable coldness in his eyes.

"Since you're here, Lord Xu might as well help Qian palm his eyes, this old man is still catchy when he was twelve years old?" Yu Qian turned around and looked at the seven-word quatrain inscribed on his wall, and couldn't help but think of his youth.

"Twelve?" Xu Youzhen repeated, "Shangshu is a young talent, and he can write this heirloom at the age of twelve, and these Youzhen have long heard of it." ”

"But..." Xu Youzhen's facial features cast a deep shadow under the illumination of the flames, looking very gloomy, and said fiercely, "Yu Shangshu is now inscribed with such a poem, but he is talking about the injustice he has suffered, and he wants to gain a clean reputation!" ”

"Humph! Where, how dare Qian fight with Lord Xu. No, this careless Lord Xu was promoted to an official in a red robe. Yu Qian snorted coldly and sneered at Xu Youzhen.

"Hah!" Xu Youzhen chuckled, stretched out his hand to dust off his official uniform, and said, "This, thanks to Yu Shangshu's fulfillment, Youzhen Bucai rescued the emperor and made a decisive contribution." The emperor was merciful, and Feng Bucai was a martial artist and a scholar of Huagai Palace. ”

"Wu Gong Bo... Bachelor's degree..." Yu Qian smiled, threw away the pen in his hand and said, "That's it." Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is Kou, since Count Xu won this game, it means that whatever he says, and the charge of Qian is also please fiddle with the earl at will. ”

"You ······" Xu Youzhen gritted her teeth, but Yu Qian's indifferent appearance was the most unbearable for him, and he dragged the railing of the cell with both hands and shouted fiercely, "Yu Qian! You have to understand, now I am the winner and you are the loser! I, Xu Youzhen, said that whatever crime you convict, you will be charged. ”

"Of course, Xu Hui, you are still the face of this villain." Yu Qian violently interrupted Xu Youzhen's words, calling his old name, which instantly hit the sore foot in Xu Youzhen's heart.

The pupils dilated suddenly, and the hand holding the railing creaked, but Xu Youzhen's anger reached the extreme, and he said angrily, "Yu Yanyi!" Don't forget, at the beginning, you said good things about me in front of Zhu Qiyu because of your disciple's face. But I never thought that when I turned my head, you would say that my mind was not right; The world doesn't know, but I remember that the name of my Xu Youzhen was forced to change by you Yu Qian! You, you, you······ Now they've all fallen into such a situation, and they're still so arrogant······"

The teeth were crushed, Xu Youzhen's chest couldn't stop rising and falling, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

After taking a few deep breaths and turning around, it took a long time for a voice to come out, "I'm just here to inform you that a count and you are a dying man." Tomorrow, on the twenty-third day of the first month, outside the Chongwen Gate, you Yu Yanyi, decided! ”

On the twenty-third day of the first month, the day of Yu Qian's death, the clouds were thick, and the whole country knew that the heroes of this life were wronged, and they were forced to sit down with the forces led by Xu Youzhen and Cao Jixiang, and no one stood up to uphold justice.

When Xu Youzhen was killed by Yu Qian, Emperor Zhu Qizhen hesitated, but Xu Youzhen said, 'If you don't kill Yu Qian, the restoration master will be unknown.' Gu Zhu Qizhen responded to Xu Youzhen's invitation, and Zhu Qizhen, the secretary of history, regretted afterwards and said, "Humility and merit." ’

So far, a generation of loyal people has become a victim of party struggle in this meaningless palace change.

After Qian's death, there was a commander named Duo'er who came from Cao Jixiang's subordinates, and he poured wine on the place where Qian died and wept bitterly. Cao Jixiang was angry and whipped him, and the next day he poured wine in the morning sun as a tribute.

In the end, Governor Tongzhi Chen was moved by Yu Qian's loyalty and collected his corpse. After another year, Yu Qian's adopted son Yu Kang was buried at the foot of Santai Mountain in the south of West Lake in Hangzhou.

Later generations will be juxtaposed with the injustice of Qian and Yue Fei, and will be called the "Three Heroes of West Lake" by Yu Qian, Yue Fei and Zhang Huangyan.