Chapter 5: Assassination

The quiet village is still as peaceful as ever, and it was never thought that anything would break the tranquility. It was as if in an instant, like a demon from the Nine Shadows, appeared in the world and ruined this paradise.

"Enemy attack!" A secret whistle's warning turned into a painful hiss the next moment, and a sharp arrow went through his throat, and he could no longer make a sound.

The farmer, dressed in rough clothes, quickly ran out of the house, and his figure was swift, not at all like a farmer with a hoe in his hand. A cold light flashed in their hands, and from time to time they tasted the blood of the enemy.

"Your Highness, hurry up, we can't stop it!" A man covered in blood and sweat barged in and fell to one knee.

Zhu Xuan took a sip of tea expressionlessly: "Retreat?" Where to retreat? Dare to do it here, don't you know who they are? The person with a scumbag face was shocked when he heard this, "Your Highness, you said that they were..." "No matter which side of the person is" interrupted him, Zhu Xuan stood up, "Tonight is either you die or I live!" ”

The powerful killing intent revealed made the hearts of the people who came nervous. With a heavy kowtow, the not-so-young captain of the guard stepped back.

Not far away, the shouts of killing were closer, the humming of swords and the screams of the wounded tearing the eardrums of everyone in the room from time to time. Kyaukyue threw herself into Wanqiu's arms, her face pale. Suddenly remembering something, she exclaimed: "Where is Bo Yan, where is Bo Yan?" ”

Zhu Xuan said lightly: "Don't worry, he can't die." It didn't take long for the shouts of killing to subside, and the sound of Jin Ge's striking gradually faded away. The door suddenly opened, and a figure floated in, "Your Highness, we have taken control of the overall situation. It has been ascertained that it is the person of the five princes. Facing the young man dressed in a cyan robe, the man sitting on the bamboo chair smiled, "It's okay, if you do it at this time, something big must have happened at the border gate, right?" ”

Facing this person, Confucian Sheng was particularly respectful: "Your Highness is discerning. According to the spies' report, they just got the news this morning that the 100,000 troops that went to the border pass were all wiped out. ”

Although she knew that there was no general who could stand alone at the border pass, the ninth princess of the Great Zhou still screamed.

Hundreds of thousands of young people will be buried in the wilderness forever, and they will never hear the call of their relatives in the distance, and they will no longer see the faces of their bitter thoughts.

Although he did not witness the majesty of the army when he left Beijing, it must have been a noisy gong and drum, a golden axe, a clear suit and armor of the soldiers, and a red spirit. The ministers sang praises and wished the army a triumphant return. It's just that no one saw that behind the princely generals, there were many white-haired old mothers and young women. After the hustle and bustle, how many parting sorrows and how many miserable tears.

However, the pain of parting is comparable to the sorrow of never seeing each other again in eternal life. The angular faces, the childish and loyal faces, and the rough hands holding halberds and guns are what many people miss night after night. Early in the morning, the grandson who was going to private school got up early, but found that the white-haired old woman had bowed in front of the statue of Guanyin in the house, reciting the words that had been repeated in the dream: "God, bless my son with peace and security." ”； At noon, in the midst of the calls of the families to call for playful children to eat, the woman wiping the beads of sweat on her forehead naturally put the largest bowl full of rice in the family and placed it in that familiar position, until the daughter asked in a childish voice: "Mother, is Daddy coming back for dinner today?" Only then did she suddenly remember that the sturdy figure in the field had already gone to the field; At night, under an oil lamp, the young woman was sewing clothes for the unborn child, tired sleeping, habitually touching under the pillow, pulling out a freshly made cotton clothes, silently praying in her heart: "I must come back ・・・・・・."

Now, everything has vanished with the rout of the army, and the whole country is in a state of silence.

The emperor has an edict to recruit people's husbands, protect the family and defend the country, and resist the return to the present.

It's just that I don't know how many innocent souls will be added this time.

The ministers were frightened, the emperor was helpless, and the princess was reconciled.

Wan Qiu smiled coldly: "Princess and Qin, is it still like this in the end?" Zhu Xuan didn't speak, staring at the crying moon in her arms.

Unconsciously, Bo Yan fell in love with the girl who usually liked to wear a lilac dress. Even in the fight just now, he also silently read in his heart: "You must protect her and not let her be hurt in the slightest." ”

Covered in blood, he finally waited for reinforcements. Pushing away the sergeant who was bandaging his wounds, Bo Yan rushed into the inner hall with the door open.

Luckily, everything was fine. It's just why her face is so pale.

Seeing Bo Yan, Jiaoyue was filled with joy and sorrow, looking at him who was half red by blood, she hurriedly found white medicine to help him bandage his wounds. Several people in the room watched them quietly, and no one spoke.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Bo Yan noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

Jiaoyue said in a low voice: "Bo Yan, I'm going to go with my relatives."

Bo Yan Huo Ran got up, and the bandaged wounds were all cracked and unaware: "Heqin? That's a princess's business, how are you..."

Kyaukyue had already burst into tears: "But I'm the princess・・・・・・"

Bo Yan's mind went blank, "How can this be?" He looked at Wanqiu in disbelief, Wanqiu sighed and nodded slowly.

Holding the girl in his arms tightly, he remembered the way she had gone away in a huff when they first met, just as he had not caught her at that time, and today, as fate would have it, she was going to pass him.

Kyaukyue didn't want to go, but she couldn't help but go. The emperor wants to exchange a person for a few years of peace, even if that person is his beloved daughter, even if that person is unwilling and helpless. In his eyes, none of the rivers and mountains under the dragon chair are important.

The cold night faded, and the sky gradually brightened.

In the distance, there is a unique auspicious joy of marrying a girl in the palace.

When Jiaoyue was pulled into the sedan chair by the palace people, Bo Yan understood what his mother had said to him before: "When you want to protect someone, don't be love." Min'er, you must make your woman happy in the future..."

He pounced on the general of the escort group. The long tasseled phoenix dance in his hand is generally cold. He couldn't even hear the exclamation of the bright moon and the sigh of the master. In his eyes, there was only that fat and hateful face.

A copper coin accurately knocked the spear out of his hand, and the force was so great that he felt a faint pain in his mouth. The master, who never took half a step out of the door, was already standing in front of him.

This was the first time he had disobeyed Master. The Master turned his back to him, and he couldn't see the Master's face, and he didn't know what kind of expression would be on that calm face. The master spoke slowly: "I will make amends for the sins of the inferior disciples like adults. The voice was still the same, and I couldn't hear any emotion.

It took a long time for the general who escaped death to come back to his senses, and replied cautiously: "The Seventh Prince, the little one will retire here・・・・・・" hurriedly retreated from the courtyard, for fear that Bo Yan would not let him go.

In early spring, cold nights, people are sleepless.

Bo Yan looked up at the crescent moon hanging in the air, just under this round of moon, the childhood he spent with the bright moon.

The peach blossoms were scattered in the sky, and under the gaze of the stars, the two lay on the soft grass, staring at the starry sky that had not changed for thousands of years. At that time, the two were so close that they could smell the faint fragrance of Kyaukyue's body; The surroundings were so quiet that you could hear each other's heartbeats. Under the tree, Bo Yan said to Jiaoyue seriously in a voice that was slightly hoarse because he had grown up: "I will protect you for the rest of your life..."

At this time, the Yiren have gone, and even if the sea oath and mountain alliance are still not extinguished, they can't get any thoughts back. "I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles" muttered Su Shi's words, and Bo Yan closed his eyes tightly to prevent tears from flowing out.

The door of the warm pavilion was pushed open, and Zhu Xuan walked out. The moonlight sprinkled quietly on the man's body, and he was reluctant to leave.

After a while, he said, "You hate me?" Bo Yan smiled bitterly: "When I was six years old, if it weren't for you, I would have become a wild ghost, and my soul would have drifted in the wilderness." You taught me martial arts so carefully, how can I be where I am today, and how can I hate you? ”

"You hate me, I know it in my heart. I stopped you, and that's your only chance to keep her. Zhu Xuan's voice was no longer calm.

The thoughts in his heart were broken by a word, and Bo Yan's eyes were cold: "You know that this is the only chance, but you want to stop me?" ”

There was a wry smile on Zhu Xuan's face: "Ten years ago, I was as young as you, the same impulsive, and the same desperate to keep a beloved... A glass of poisoned wine, and she will leave me forever. At that time, I realized that to love someone, it is not to try to hold her hand, but not to painfully see her die in my arms while I am helpless. After death, even if there is a thousand kinds of pity and love, it is in vain..."

"Do you understand?" Bo Yan shook his head, "Alas, in life, why don't you want to accompany your favorite person forever?" Even if they are in love, how can they go against the emperor's will? For example, you and Jiaoyue, with your martial arts, can only keep her for a while, not for a lifetime. Even if you can escape to the ends of the earth, those traps can be found. At that point, you're going to watch each other die. It can only be said that the destiny of heaven is difficult to violate, the emperor's destiny is difficult to violate, it can only be said that their respective fates are different... Perhaps, she has a person who also loves her, loves her, and cares about her・・・・・・ which may be the best ending. ”

Bo Yan was silent for a long time before slowly closing his eyes and holding back tears: "Is it the best ending..." In the starry moon, the face of the bright moon vaguely appeared, as if I saw that delicate smile again.

Bo Yan suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.

Zhu Xuan's voice regained its calmness: "It's not that I won't help you, even if there is a glimmer of opportunity, I will help you, but..."

Bo Yan's deep voice came from behind: "I just want to see her one last time." ”

"But what are you going to do after we meet?" I can't be by your side in the future, you have to take care of yourself, and forget me when you return to your husband and children, right? 'What do you want to hear?' 'Don't go, my lover, we won't separate from life and death? Or let her grit her teeth and say, 'You go, I don't want to see you again!?' There was a hint of disdain in his mocking tone.

Bo Yan didn't say a word, and the pain was engraved on his resolute face, which was particularly moving. Looking at this stubborn apprentice, Zhu Xuan sighed and reached out to break the silver thread around his waist. "Take it."

Bo Yan's body moved, and there was a crystal clear jade pendant in his hand, which was colorful and very rare. On the front, the dragon is angry, and on the back are engraved a few small pieces: "Seven Princes!" Bo Yan was inexplicably shocked in his heart, "Master, you ・・・・・・"

When he turned around, there was an indescribable bitterness on his familiar face, only his eyes were still deep, but there was a little more unusual loneliness. "Time is running out, you go back to Beijing immediately to see Lord King of the Ministry of Rites. When you see Yu Pei, he will help you. As for whether you can see each other or not, it depends on the will of God・・・・・・ you can go. ”

"Master..."

"Wait." A soft voice came, "Take this with you and use it on the road." "Wanqiu came over and handed over a burden." There are a few horses in the stables, so bring them all. ”

Bo Yan lowered his head, and couldn't bear to look at the little sparkle in his master's eyes.

"Let's go." Master waved his hand and didn't say a word.

He turned around and left the courtyard.