Time went back to the day when Huang Yonglie passed the Rong Pass, and after the Rong Pass, Huang Yonglie hit his horse and rushed to the imperial capital Ku Shengcheng.

As soon as the news was heard, it was transmitted back to the Bitter Holy City like wings.

After Prime Minister Yamen Jiangshan received the news of Huang Yonglie's return to Beijing, he was shocked, and stood up as soon as he slapped the table, this stubborn donkey! You won't come to Huang Yao, you will still be Huang Yao, if you come back、、、、

Without thinking about it, Jiang Shan said to the manager, "Please Mr. Du!" I'm in a hurry! ”

The Imperial Capital Zuo Xiang's Mansion, Situ Jian heard that Huang Shuai was coming back, and the whole person was happy.

Pingshan Palace, Huang Lingshou heard that his nephew Huang Yonglie was going back to the Holy City of Bitterness, pacing back and forth in the room, and he had a thought that he couldn't decide.

As early as many years ago, Huang Lingshou wanted to get rid of Huang Yonglie, not because of his brother-in-law who died in his hands, but because of Huang Yonglie's prestige in Huang Yao.

If you want to say that Huang Yao still has any scruples now, it is this Huang Yonglie, not to mention the Huang Biaojun in his hand, only the 800 personal guards around him are also ranked in the Northern Continent.

It's not that there is no chance, sometimes even he feels that without Huang Yonglie, it is estimated that Huang Yao will be half gone.

But now that Huang Yonglie is back, if he doesn't start, it is estimated that he will not have a chance yet, and now the Blue Horse Remnant Army will be his own dish sooner or later, and the holy capital will have much strength left in this big grain shortage!

Are you worried about food and money? Chance!

Call Mu Hu, and give such and such an order.

Huang Yao Imperial Heavenly Prison, Qiu Deng, Huang Yao Emperor Capital, Grandmaster Artistic Conception, Imperial Calendar 366 years, in the Huangxi area, the establishment of the Ten Thousand Lantern Society, specializing in collecting major shops, storefronts, protection fees, the means are extremely cruel, was captured by the imperial capital Kuaiyan 13, imprisoned in the prison.

According to the law, Huang Lingshou saw that his cultivation was extremely high, so he accepted it from his disciples, and imprisoned Qiu Deng in the prison, and secretly did a lot of things for him over the years.

Qiu Deng opened the note sent by the guard's meal, and was also shocked after reading it, Huang Yonglie!

Hu Shutang, who was far away in Huangxi, looked at the secret letter in his hand, the letter was sent by the king of Pingshan, and there was just one line in the letter, Huang Yonglie returned to Beijing, and Juntian became an order.

After reading it, Hu Shutang was also undecided! He is Huang Yao's only foreign surname except for Tieshou Liu Napo, and he knows better than anyone else the importance of Huang Yonglie to this country.

It can be 10,000 acres of fertile land and thousands of fertile fields、、、、

That's it! Could it be that apart from Huang Yonglie, Huang Yaozhen can still be destroyed, but he has to stay?

"The Four Ghosts of Huangxi"

The four ghosts of Huangxi are four brothers, the eldest drunken ghost Xu Si, the second dead ghost Xu Fu, the third fierce ghost Xu Xiao, and the fourth fierce ghost Xu Shu.

In Huang Yao, he is second only to Tieshou Liu Napo and his apprentice Jingmen Yiwei Yan Thirteen, which is why Huang Lingshou gave him the news.

Now Liu Napo is trapped in the Eastern Continent, and his apprentice Yan 13 went to explore two years ago and has not returned.

In other words, the four ghosts of Huang Xi are now invincible in Huang Yao's personal force.

Huang Shuai Huang Yonglie looked at the tall imperial capital, dismounted, asked Ma Hai to hand over the customs clearance documents, did not get on the horse, walked into the city, and did not return for 30 years, he has an indescribable respect for this ancient city that raised him since childhood.

Just after the city gate, he was caught by Jiang Shan, who was followed by the imperial army of the brigade, and there was a leader in the army, Huang Yonglie knew.

My heart is a little warm, this stinky old man is thinking too much, ignoring the country, saluting to the head of the sect, seeing this, the head of the sect hurriedly returned the salute.

The head of the sect is none other than Du Chenyu, who is known as the first stick in the army in the Huang Yao Empire, who cultivates as a grandmaster and is decent, that is, he is a little straighter, just like his gun.

Everyone talked and laughed all the way into the bitter holy city, Huang Yonglie and a group of subordinates lived in the military post station, Ma Sihai personally came from the military department, and held a banquet at the military post station that night.

On this day, Huang Yonglie met his younger brother Huang Yongshi.

Three days later, Huang Yonglie went to the military aircraft to see his uncle Huang Lingshou, an hour later, the sound of the monk detonating himself came from the military aircraft department, and the Qinzheng Hall of the military aircraft department was smashed, and then people saw that the bandit Qiu Deng ran out more than 10 years ago, and then the four ghosts of Huang Xi chased closely, and when he was about to leave the bitter holy city, Qiu Deng was killed by the four ghosts.

The entire capital was frequently mobilized by troops, the six gates of the bitter holy city were closed, and Kyoto entered a first-class curfew.

A piece of news came out from the military plane that Huang Shuai was stabbed to death by the bandit Qiu Deng.

After Jiangshan received the news, he immediately transferred the imperial city army into Beijing, but Du Chengyu couldn't get out of the city with the customs clearance documents.

When Situ Jian heard that Huang Shuai had been assassinated, he called a carriage and rushed directly to the Pingshan Palace, but when he arrived at the door, the official door of the Pingshan King was closed, and Situ Jian was beaten violently, and no one served.

Situ Jian scolded Huang Lingshou on the street for ruining Huang Yao's great country, and finally scolded him tired and hit his head on the official door, staining the Pingshan Palace, and stunned the glorious protector of the country into a miasma.

The people of Huang Yao who passed by all saluted Situ Jian's corpse from a distance.

Qin Daoming, the right minister, lost his doctrine for a while, pretended to be sick at home, and didn't come out.

Ma Sihai's military headquarters was surrounded by the army, and Ma Sihai broke into the army alone, and was finally killed on the street.

It was already dark, there was no prosperity in the past, and the bitter holy city was pitch black.

At this time, in the palace, Huang Lingshou was holding a long sword, and the wooden tiger was following closely behind him, and the 3,000 imperial city guards watched Huang Lingshou approach the palace of Emperor Huang Yongshi step by step under the order of Luo Shiwen.

Huang Lingshou had already seen the pillars of the inner palace hall, so he listened,

"Kite!" "Kite!" "Kite!"

The sound of the guzheng.

"Black - Window Mullions, Red - Window Grilles"

The singing voice is high-pitched.

"Now the bright moon is still the same as the old home!"

It's a bit poignant. Star stones and red candles illuminate the entire hall red.

Walking up the steps, Huang Lingshou saw his nephew lying in Su Qianmo's arms, Huang Yongshi was wearing a set of white plain clothes, the evening breeze was blowing, the ribbon on his body was a little floating, and he was still holding his paintbrush in his hand, and there was a landscape under him, which was blurred by blood.

Huang Lingshou didn't walk over, just stood at the door of the main hall, raising his sword and looking into the distance.

"Brother Rong pretended to be long.

A few laughed, a few cried,

A few people returned to 、、、、、

Now the bright moon is still the same as the old home、、、、"

Over and over again, it wasn't until Su Qianmo also shed the last drop of blood that the singing slowly stopped.

At this time, Huang Lingshou's heart was in turmoil, and another word in his heart was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day、、、、、

"Jiangting grass supervisor water is like ink,

Snow outside the window! The door is still closed,

Chill in slightly.

Raise a glass and sigh for the way out!

The Si people died and added new soil, and the listener was right, and the city was slaughtered empty.

Reluctant

Thousands of miles of beauty are buried in the picture scroll of the rivers and mountains.

The east wind overnight, the wind is fierce and the snow is thick!

How many spring dreams are like smoke and clouds, and all sorrows are turned into red soil. ”