Chapter 142: Qi Qiaochu Dies
"You kill me?" Qi Qiaochu exclaimed sharply, she hid under the table, stretched out her finger at Yang Qingtan like a shallot.
"I'm your wife, I'm Princess Lu!
She shouted several times, but no one heard her.
The whole courtyard seemed to be empty, quiet.
"Perhaps, I should have spared your life. Yang Qingtan spoke, and quickly raised his long sword, "I should leave the opportunity to be punished by the Nine Clans to you, instead of letting you be so happy." ”
"But if I don't kill you with my own hands, I'm a little sorry for you for so many days of delivering information. ”
"So......" Yang Qingtan's sword tip touched Qi Qiaochu's skin, and Qi Qiaochu retreated like crazy, forcing himself into a corner, "You hate me?"
"Of course. ”
"You hate me! I don't hate you!" Qi Qiaochu suddenly shouted, her voice was so sealed by the enchantment that it didn't reach the outside world at all.
"I am your wife! Your wife! We should have been united in one heart, and we should have broken off our money! But what? You guard against me, jealous of me, and push me further and further step by step.
Why don't I want to change my mind? But did you give me this chance? Have you given me?"
Qi Qiaochu's most precious memory is on the wedding day.
The most heroic man in Quanning, the cold-faced prince who was heartbroken by thousands of girls, provoked her red hijab.
She timidly opened her eyes and went to see her husband.
At that moment, the flickering red candles all over the room were eclipsed, and she could only see a big red robe worn by the groom's official.
It is like the luster reflected when the raindrops fall into the world, and I will never forget it, and I will think about it like crazy.
She roared hoarsely, and the jewels and jade on her body fell to the ground. Qi Qiaochuyuan opened a pair of eyes and glared at Yang Qingtan angrily.
"Do you think you deserve my chance?"
All she got was an answer.
Fragrant hair curled around his head and fell from Qi Qiaochu's neck, a dazzling red spreading among the scattered clothes all over the ground.
A horse neighed, and its hands were stained with the blood of hundreds of people, leading it month by month, waiting outside the walls of the capital.
A man came out of the city, and his figure was alone. He landed on his horse and waved his whip.
The horses snorted a few times, kicked out a cloud of dust, and galloped southwest.
When the screams came from somewhere in the capital, even the sun was about to set.
The little eunuch crawled into the hall and was stopped by the big eunuch Liu Jing, who attached himself to Liu Jing's ear and said a few words tremblingly.
Rao is Liu Jing, who has seen the world, couldn't help but change his face, he walked into the main hall and leaned down at the people above the main hall.
"Your Majesty, the old slave has something to report. ”
The old emperor was touching his gray beard, not knowing what to think.
"Yang Qingtan, the king of Lu, killed the people from all over the Lu Palace, and left Beijing without permission. Liu Jing swallowed his spit and told the news.
"Liu Jing, I looked at this colorful cloud, and suddenly wanted to build a colorful pavilion with glazed tiles and give it to ...... Well, what do you say?"
The old emperor finally realized the seriousness of Liu Jing's words.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is angry. Liu Jing knelt on the ground with a puff and kowtowed repeatedly.
It stands to reason that Yang Qingtan defected, and the entire Lu Wangfu should be annihilated by the nine clans. All the people in the palace of Kelu are dead, what reason should he have to put his relatives to death?
Aiding treason? Is there such assistance?
"Pass the order, send the spirit master compiled by the capital to go out, and pursue Yang Qingtan with all his might!" The old emperor threw the teacup angrily and shouted loudly.
After shouting this voice, he sat down and continued to look at the colorful auspicious clouds.
Liu Jing kowtowed again and shouted to obey.
If you want to hunt down Yang Qingtan, you must dispatch a spirit master. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is good at everything, but he is a waste person with no spiritual power.
A person like Shock, who has been with Yang Qinghan for a long time, must be willing to do things for him.
But if it is just a passerby who has nothing to do with Yang Qinghan, he is really willing to surrender to His Royal Highness the Prince.
Before Yang Qinghan became the emperor, the dispatch of the spirit master had to rely on this old emperor.
"That's right. He was about to retreat, but the old emperor stopped him, "Ye family, what do you think should be done?"
Not long ago, the old emperor ordered the Ye family mansion to be raided and all the people in the Ye Mansion were encircled.
But apparently, he didn't think about his next move.
"Prime Minister Ye has no way to teach his son, but as the prime minister of the three dynasties, I really can't bear to kill them all.
But Ye Mansion is in the feng shui treasure of the capital, and they have committed such a serious crime, so naturally they can't be allowed to stay there. ”
Yang Mingshi babbled about the Ye family, Liu Jing's eyes rolled, and he suddenly remembered the wind he had heard before.
"Your Majesty, the old slave has the courage to offer a plan. ”
Say. Yang Mingshi raised his shrugged eyes.
"Your Majesty, the west of the city was originally a place to gather displaced people, but recently, His Royal Highness King Zhao has gradually arranged for the displaced people to settle in the east of the city, and the west of the city has suddenly become a lot empty. ”
Otherwise, he will move to the west of the city, not only to show the emperor's grace, but also to set an example. ”
As for Ye Xiang, merit is merit, sin is sin, since he has violated the law, there is no reason to forgive. ”
Yang Mingshi thought about it carefully and felt that it was reasonable, so he drafted the edict on the spot and asked Liu Jing to hand it over to the Zhongshu Province to handle.
The people gathered at the gate of Yefu on chatter, and everyone had different opinions.
Some people sighed that Ye Xiangming was the first generation, but he was not guaranteed because of the late season.
Some people are sure that the Ye Mansion will decline, but it is a pity that this feng shui treasure land.
It wasn't until the holy decree came that Zhao Lingzhang took off his edict clothes and came to receive the edict in plain clothes, and then he made the order of the people in the house.
"Fengtian carrier, the emperor edict said: The criminal minister Ye Yan has no way to teach his son, strip off the title, press into the prison, and hand it over to Dali Temple for trial. The relatives of the Ye family will move out of the original location and move to the west of the city from now on.
"Zhao Lingzhang, the people's woman, the leader. Zhao Lingzhang led the family to kneel down and thanked the saints.
"Madam Zhao, Your Majesty is merciful and has chosen a site in the west of the city, so you should leave immediately. The eunuch said.
Zhao Lingzhang held the holy decree, bowed and stood up, then straightened up and said, "Thank you." ”
She walked slowly into the room and said to the flowers: "Flowers, the slave contract of the Ye Mansion has been distributed?"
Flora stood inside the room and nodded.
"Then why don't you leave?" Zhao Lingzhang raised his eyebrows and glanced at the flowers, and reached out to take the package, "Could it be that you voluntarily go with us to the west of the city to suffer?"
Madame guessed right. "Flowers have followed Mrs. since childhood, Mrs. has enjoyed the blessings that Mrs. has enjoyed, and how can I allow Mrs. to swallow Mrs. alone?"
Zhao Lingzhang turned his head away, snorted lightly, picked up his bags, and walked out of his room.
When she walked out of the Ye Mansion, the few people who did not want to leave, and the remaining young lady and young master of the Ye family, were all gathered at the door.
Ye Xiao's face was cloudy, and Ye Qinju's face was full of pathos and hatred.
Two of them are not in the machine.
Zhao Lingzhang took the lead and walked into the dilapidated carriage, and the flower reached out to brush the dust off the seat, but she stopped her.
"Can't stand it now?" Zhao Lingzhang asked with a smile, "Then what if you go to the west of the city after that?"
"Huahua knows that his wife is kind and charitable, and often sends people to the west of the city to give porridge, and knows the people's feelings in the west of the city. The flower crossed her waist and pouted.
"But a lady is always a lady, and a slave and maid should do her best to take care of everything for a good lady. ”
"Lip service. Zhao Lingzhang sighed and sat in the car.
The carriage began to move slowly, and Zhao Lingzhang opened his eyes to see the slowly reversing scenery.
A tear finally crossed her face.
She has never forgotten that among the six children of the Ye family, Sheng, Xiao, and Mei are all her own flesh and blood.