Speaking of this, everyone couldn't help but turn around and focus their eyes on a girl in the crowd.

It was this year's red chip, and she heard the murderer mention herself,

couldn't help but change his face and retreated. Tianbao 2 October 7, noon.

Chang'an, Wannian County, Jinggongfang.

A strong and pungent smell of blood permeated the entire polo field, and the sturdy horses of the Western Regions were anxious, kicking their hooves and kicking up patches of yellow dust.

Zhang Xiaojing stood in the middle of the court, panting, the one-eyed red beast like a mad beast. Not far away, a long-handled Mo knife was thrown on the ground, and a huge horse next to it lay on the ground, like a mountain of meat. It has a ribbon around its neck and a feather rope on its tail, showing its unique status, but unfortunately it has a large knife on its abdomen, and blood gushes out of its body, seeping into the loess, and soon stains the court with a strange color.

At this time, his left hand was holding the hair bun of the eternal king Li Lan, so that this nobleman could not move. King Yong kicked his legs in horror and shouted for help.

Many people had gathered around the stadium, including the sons who came to play polo, the servants and guards of the Yongwang Mansion, the people near the stadium, and a large number of bad people from Wannian County who had just arrived. But they threw a rat trap, and no one dared to approach, who dared to guarantee that this madman would not do anything to the Yongwang?

Zhang Xiaojing lowered his head and stared at this noble son: "When Wen Wuji died, was he also so embarrassed?" ”

"I don't know! I don't know him!! King Yong shouted hysterically.

He still hasn't recovered from the shock. He was happily playing polo, when suddenly, a black shadow rushed into the court, with a monstrous killing intent, slashed his beloved mount with a huge Mo knife, and then pressed himself to the ground. The golfers tried to come to the rescue, but two people were killed cleanly, and the others immediately scattered in fright.

King Yong had never seen this one-eyed dragon, and he was puzzled. It wasn't until the one-eyed dragon spat out the name "Wen Wuji" that he was really scared.

Zhang Xiaojing's knife shook, and his voice was colder than a poisonous snake: "He is a bad handsome man for ten thousand years, and he is the best at pushing the case and interrogating him." Now that this has been checked, His Royal Highness the Yongwang had better not lie. King Yong was frightened by this threat, he could feel that this god of killing could do anything. He paused and hurriedly said, "I really don't know! ”

Zhang Xiaojing took out a small bamboo tube from his arms expressionlessly and forcibly poured it into Yongwang's mouth, Yongwang only felt a stream of extremely bitter juice flow down his throat into his stomach, and then Zhang Xiaojing tightly covered his mouth with a square scarf.

He whined, trying to struggle. Zhang Xiaojing punched King Yong in the ribs: "Don't worry, this is an emetic soup made from Houttuynia cordata and Bai Weigen, which is always available in any pharmacy, and it is a good remedy for the poisoned, hmm...... But if there's something in the way of your mouth, it's different. ”

As if to prove that what Zhang Xiaojing said was true, King Yong suddenly arched his waist and vomited violently. The porridge-like digest in the stomach poured down the esophagus to the mouth and was about to spew out, but it was blocked by the square towel in front of the mouth and flowed back again, and part of it entered the respiratory tract, choking the Yongwang in pain.

On the one hand, there is stomach cramps and constant backfilling, and on the other hand, the mouth does not leak and backs into the nose. The overlap of the two made King Yong cry and be extremely embarrassed, and there were even sporadic vomits from his nostrils. If this continues, there is a high risk that you will choke to death.

Zhang Xiaojing saw that it was almost over, stretched out his hand to take off the square scarf, and King Yong was pardoned, lying on the ground and vomiting wildly for a while, before it stopped. Zhang Xiaojing said coldly: "This is called Wanliu Guizong, it is the torture technique invented by Lai Junchen back then, and it is the lightest of the eight methods of the Lai clan. If Your Highness has leisure, we can try it one by one. ”

This guy actually plans to torture a prince in full view of everyone? King Yong was finally sure that he was a complete lunatic. For madmen, power and reason are useless, so they can only obediently submit to softness.

"I, I say......" King Yong's throat was hot, and he could only say in a hoarse voice.

"From the beginning."

It turned out that on the seventh day of the seventh month of the second year of Tianbao, King Yong occasionally passed by Dunyi Fang, and happened to see Wen Ran setting up incense in the courtyard and begging to the sky. When he saw that Wen Ran had an outstanding appearance, he was moved. Back at the mansion, King Yong chatted with his confidants for a few words, and then left the matter behind. Later, a few days later, the henchmen came to report excitedly, saying that they would buy Wenran into the palace as a slave in a few days, and King Yong knew that these people had made a big deal out of it.

"It is true that this king covets and smells beautiful, but he has no intention of taking it. It's really the people of the Xionghuo Gang and the County Lieutenant of Wannian who have the intention to please and play wantonly, which caused a tragedy, which is definitely not my intention! ”

Zhang Xiaojing understood as soon as he heard it. There are too many such facts, and the top may just mean that it is unintentional, but the people below will exert ten times the strength to push it. I'm afraid that the Xionghuo Gang has already taken a fancy to Wenji's location, and this time they borrowed the signboard of King Yong to make a trivial matter ruin the family.

"This king has also scolded them fiercely, these people are really unprovoked!"

"Unprovoked?" The corners of Zhang Xiaojing's mouth twitched, "And then you will be fined three glasses of wine, right?" In your eyes, you are afraid that these grass people are like ants and mayflies, right? Only then did King Yong realize that he had said the wrong thing, and he said half flatteringly: "Strong man, you have the heart to take revenge, you should go to them, and this king will accompany you." ”

"Don't bother Your Highness, the Xionghuo Gang has been washed by me, and the county lieutenant has also been slaughtered by me." Zhang Xiaojing said lightly. King Yong's forehead jumped, and he felt a faint pain in his stomach, knowing that he would never be good today.

Zhang Xiaojing went to other places to investigate the case before, and when he returned to Chang'an, he heard this shocking change. He remained silent and secretly began to investigate. With his bad handsome methods, it was easy to find out the forces involved. So Zhang Xiaojing first found a reason and led the bad guys to almost uproot the Xionghuo Gang, but unfortunately Feng Dalun ran fast and escaped with his life.

When the county lieutenant of Wannian heard the news, he hurriedly stopped Zhang Xiaojing. He has cooperated with Zhang Xiaojing for several years, and the relationship is acceptable, so Zhang Xiaojing wanted to be reasonable. Unexpectedly, the county lieutenant Mingli pretended to appease, but poisoned the wine, and there were a large number of knife men around him, wanting to kill Zhang Xiaojingge on the spot. Fortunately, there were familiar subordinates who reported the news, and Zhang Xiaojing took the lead in counterattacking and stabbed the county lieutenant to death on the spot.

Zhang Xiaojing knew that there was still a reason to extinguish the Bear Fire Gang, and if he killed his boss, he would definitely be held accountable for a capital crime. He simply rushed to the polo field and grabbed the last culprit first.

King Yong raised his head and tried to persuade him, "You have committed a heinous sin, and I am afraid that you will die." This king can still speak to his father, maybe he can be a little forgiving. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaojing stretched out his big hand, grabbed Yongwang's bun, lifted his neck, and dragged him off the court step by step.

King Yong was frightened and thought he was going to kill him. It's a pity that Zhang Xiaojing's hand, like an iron tong, can't break free at all.

"Gan Xiaowei, Liu Wenban, Song Sixteen, Du Boluo, Wang Hedong, Fan Laosi......" Zhang Xiaojing dragged while chanting some names. King Yong didn't understand who they were, and he didn't know what they had to do with the incident.

"They all died, they all died in the Western Regions, and the Turks were killed. Wen Wuji and I brought their ashes and put them in the Wenji incense shop, the brothers of the eighth regiment, except for Xiao Gui's kid, have all been to Chang'an......" Zhang Xiaojing's voice was originally steady, but it suddenly became murderous, "But you demolished Wenji's shop alive, and those ashes altars were also broken, sprinkled into the dirt and rubble, and they could never be recovered." ”

"It's not me, it's them! They! Yong* shouted as he could, feeling that he had been wronged.

Zhang Xiaojing stepped on the land of the horse farm: "From then on, the brothers of the Eighth Regiment are like the yellow sand under their feet, trampled by people and horses' hooves every day. ”

When King Yong heard this, a chill rose up his spine. He seemed to have been bitten by a poisonous snake, and his limbs froze, allowing Zhang Xiaojing to drag him.

The unscrupulous people and the royal palace chief followed them closely, but no one dared to approach. The names of the five Yamas were too powerful in their hearts, and they were just forming a formation on the periphery and watching from afar.

King Yong's voice did not move Zhang Xiaojing at all. With a blank face, he dragged the sixteenth prince all the way out of the polo field and came to the Guanyin Temple, which was only one street away.

This Guanyin Temple located in Jinggongfang is not large, and the most famous thing in the temple is to enshrine a jade statue of Guanyin. This temple has a deep relationship with King Yong. When he was born, he suffered a serious illness, and his mother, Guo, personally came to this temple to pray for three days and three nights. As a result, it didn't take long for Guo to pass away. Strange to say, on the day of Guo's death, King Yong was miraculously cured. It was said in the palace that Guo moved the Bodhisattva and exchanged one life for another. Her tablet was also placed in the temple.

With this fate, King Yong is very concerned about this Guanyin Temple, often rewards, and will come to incense during the New Year's holidays, one worship Guanyin and two worship his mother. His interest in polo is precisely because there is a polo court on the street of Guanyin Temple, and every time he comes to Shangxiang, he goes to play two hands, and slowly becomes a master.

At this time, he found that Zhang Xiaojing dragged him to Guanyin Temple, and his heart was furious, and he didn't know what this madman was going to do. Zhang Xiaojing kicked open the temple door, drove away the monks who lived in the temple with his eyes, and went straight to Guanyin Hall.

The dripping Guanyin is standing in the hall, warm and clear, and the appearance is extraordinary. There is also a lotus Qibao side niche standing next to it, and there is a tablet erected inside, which is naturally the mother of King Yong, Guo.

Zhang Xiaojing let go of his hand and kicked King Yong to the ground, making him kneel in front of the statue of Guanyin. King Yong looked up and saw his mother's tablet, and couldn't help crying.

"In front of the Bodhisattva and your mother, make a vow to me, and I will spare your life." Zhang Xiaojing said lightly. King Yong couldn't believe his ears: "What swear? ”

"From now on, you shall not retaliate or pursue the smell and smell of the incense shop, if you violate, the sky will thunder."

King Yong thought to himself that this was too easy, wouldn't it be some new trick to torture people? He opened his mouth, not daring to agree easily.

Zhang Xiaojing's face was expressionless, but he was smiling slightly bitterly in his heart.

Killing all the people involved is certainly a pleasure, but Wen Ran will definitely be retaliated against. He was all too familiar with the methods of those people.

He was alone, and when he died, he died. Ke Wenran is still young, and she still has a long way to go in life. Wen Wuji has a spirit in the sky, and he will never allow Zhang Xiaojing to sacrifice his daughter's happiness in order to avenge himself.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaojing went crazy, but he couldn't ignore the fate of Wen Ran - she can be regarded as the only blood and bone left in the world of the entire Eighth Regiment.

Zhang Xiaojing captured King Yong, and he didn't intend to kill him from the beginning, but forced him to make a guarantee that he would not attack Wen Ran again. Zhang Xiaojing has done an investigation, and King Yong has sincere faith in this Guanyin Temple, and he swears here that he should take it seriously. As long as King Yong does not dare to make a move, his subordinates will inevitably be restrained, and Wen Ran will be able to live a peaceful life.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojing kicked over again, urging him to hurry up. King Yong reluctantly knelt on the ground and wiped the stains from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve. Incense to Guanyin, bow, and then incense to his mother, bow, and then pinch a incense stick, twist and pinch and say: "From now on, the grievances between this king and the Wen family will be written off, and there will be no revenge to pursue it. ”

After speaking, King Yong respectfully kowtowed three times. No matter how stubborn he is, he is always polite and respectful in front of Guanyin and his mother. After doing this, he folded the incense stick into two and handed it to Zhang Xiaojing: "That's it?" ”

Zhang Xiaojing took the incense stick and crushed it into a fine powder with his fingers: "If you break your oath, even if Guanyin Bodhisattva does not pursue it, I will come to look for you." King Yong lowered his head, not daring to meet the terrifying one-eyed.

Zhang Xiaojing breathed a long sigh of relief, ignored him, turned around and walked out of the Buddhist hall, shook his arms, pushed open the temple door and walked out. Outside the temple, there were already large soldiers, and when they saw him come out, they drew their swords and crossbows. Seeing Zhang Xiaojing come out with his hand, the first reaction of those bad people actually took a step back at the same time.

"Ten thousand years of bad handsome Zhang Xiaojing, surrender yourself!"

Zhang Xiaojing restrained his murderous aura, raised his head, and shouted loudly in front of the crowd, startling a nest of dark old eagles on the big tree in front of the door......

After a few months, Zhang Xiaojing didn't expect to be able to see King Yong again, and on such an occasion.

King Yong didn't expect to see Zhang Xiaojing again. Since that polo stadium attack, he has fallen ill, and when he mentions Zhang Xiaojing, his stomach will cramp and want to vomit. At this time, when he saw the deity, his face was even more blushing, his lips were closed one by one, and he spit out a place of delicious wine with a "wow". The sour breath came to the nose.

Xiao Gui laughed: "Big head, you left him alive before, in order to save Wen Ran. Now you don't have to worry about it, this murderer who killed Wen Wuji will be handed over to you to deal with! ”

Zhang Xiaojing took a step forward in silence, and King Yong waved his right hand in panic: "You promised, I won't smell it, you won't kill me!" ”

"The Bear Fire Gang kidnapped Wen Ran today, do you know?" Zhang Xiaojing asked.

"Uh...... Belch...... I didn't know it beforehand! King Yong's face was cloudy. He didn't lie, Feng Dalun only informed him afterwards and got tacit consent. In King Yong's mind, this is not a breach of oath - but the problem is that it is not up to him to decide.

"Big head, don't talk to him, pick out your heart and liver with a knife, and the sacrifice is unscrupulous." Xiao Gui shouted above.

The air in the hall suddenly tensed. Everyone knows that the Son of Heaven is quite fond of this sixteen princes, and now these thieves want to disemboweled the eternal king alive in front of him, how can this be good.

Zhang Xiaojing grabbed King Yong's shirt with an expressionless face, suddenly stretched out his arm, and slapped him a few times. King Yong was dizzy from the beating, and his cheeks were high and swollen. Xiao Gui thought that he was going to vent his anger first, but he didn't urge, and waited with interest to see the moment when he made a move.

Zhang Xiaojing opened his mouth and said: "This kind of faint king, it is too cheap for him to pick his heart." Coming to the eight methods, you have to give them to him one by one. He grinned, revealing an eerie air of resentment. When King Yong heard this, his whole body trembled like chaff. Last year, the "Ten Thousand Streams Returning to the Sect" had tortured him to the point that life was worse than death, and it was still the lightest of the Lai's eight methods......

Xiao Gui looked at the fire outside: "It's not to sweep your interest, we don't have much time." Zhang Xiaojing kicked King Yong down, stepped on his chest, and said with a cruel smile: "It's okay, I thought of a good idea." ”

As he had done months ago, he dragged King Yong's hair in a bun and dragged him to the broken bridge on the seventh floor, pushing him out. When King Yong ascended, half of his body hung outside the diligent government affairs building. Xiao Gui watched with interest, looking forward to what wonderful scenes would be played. The Son of Heaven stood beside him, motionless, but his eyes were full of anger.

The Yongwang was already frightened, vomiting loudly, as if the nightmare had returned. Zhang Xiaojing grabbed his shirt and said in a low voice: "If you want to live, just listen to me." ”

King Yong was still screaming, and Zhang Xiaojing slapped him heavily: "I really want to kill you now, but now I still need you to do something." King Yong was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this fierce god meant. Zhang Xiaojing said: "Next, I will push you downstairs, you have to listen carefully......"

He whispered a few words in Yongwang's ear, and Yongwang's eyes widened at first, and then he shook his head desperately. It's a pity that Zhang Xiaojing didn't give him a chance, and with a hard push, King Yong screamed and fell straight down from the seven-story broken bridge. Since this place is called the Star Picking Palace, it is naturally very high from the ground, and if you fall like this, it will definitely become a mess of meat.

After killing the prince, Zhang Xiaojing calmly returned to the main hall. Xiao Gui licked his lips and felt a little unpleasant: "Big head, are you so cheap to him?" Zhang Xiaojing said lightly: "As you said, time is running out, let's go straight to the point." After speaking, his eyes drifted to the Son of Heaven.

"Enough! If you have something to say, tell me directly. ”

The Son of Heaven, who had just experienced the pain of losing his son, finally spoke. He frowned, but his waist was straight. Seeing this, a chubby old eunuch next to him fell to his knees with a grunt, ignoring the threat of the grasshopper, and cried loudly. This cry was like a signal, and all the guests hulala fell to their knees, and this thief had forced the Son of Heaven to this point, and the ministers were all sincerely frightened and ashamed.

The mayflies are vigilant and flattening their crossbows, and whoever dares to come forward will be hit by an arrow.

"Your Majesty, you have finally spoken." Xiao Gui seemed to be smiling.

When they broke through to the seventh floor just now, the banquet hall was in chaos, and ghosts were crying and wolves howling everywhere, but this Son of Heaven remained on the throne and refused to deign to move. Even when he was held hostage by the grasshopper, he did not say a word, maintaining condescending contempt, trying to maintain the last bit of dignity.

The death of King Yong finally made this layer of reserve unable to be concealed.

"Who the hell are you?" The Son of Heaven hung his two wide red sleeves at his sides and bowed his head slightly, as if he was asking a courtier.

Under the aura of fire, Xiao Gui closed his eyes contentedly, as if enjoying the beauty of this moment. He stretched out his finger and nodded his forehead: "We are veterans of the Eighth Regiment of the Western Regions Protectorate. If Your Majesty has a good memory, you issued a decree to praise us nine years ago. ”

The Son of Heaven's eyes were slightly dazed, obviously not remembering at all. Xiao Gui said: "Nine years ago, the Sulu Khan invaded the border and besieged the city. The Eighth Regiment held the Beacon Fort for more than 20 days, and in the end only three people survived, and two of them were present today. Your Majesty has a lot of opportunities, so he naturally doesn't take this little thing to heart. ”

The Son of Heaven remained silent: "Are you blaming me for being reckless?" Or is it unfair? ”

"No, no." Xiao Gui shook his fingers, "We are very honored to be able to participate in this and be loyal to Your Majesty." It is our duty to protect the territory and defend the country. We are also satisfied with the reward awarded by the imperial court. Today, not for those old things, but for the sake of military advice. ”

"Soldiers?" The Son of Heaven's brow twitched, almost wanting to laugh. Where in the world is there such a "military advice".

"Your Majesty is a true dragon, and we are just humble mayflies. But sometimes, the grasshopper can see the reality of this palace more clearly than the real dragon. ”

He casually pointed to one of the mayflies: "This person's name is Wu Guiyi, a native of Hejian, whose family has been in drought for many years and the rent has not decreased, and his wife and children have been separated. He left the camp and returned home, but was falsely accused of fleeing. Then he pointed to another grasshopper: "His name is Mo Waler, Jincheng Zahu, he took out a loan to raise a good breed of camels, but he was driven away by the palace envoys, and the loan could not be repaid, so he could only be hostage with his body, and almost died."

"By the way, there is also this Suo Fahui, a native of Henan County. He still has a little connection with the Shangyuan Lantern Festival. Your Majesty, you love to watch the lantern festival lively, so all the prefectures and counties are competing for the name of the lantern red chips. Behind each team of light-pulling vehicles entering Beijing, there are dozens of alternatives, and the cost falls on the local county residents. Sofahui was a clever carpenter, who was sent to work for the government, and was so tired of labor that he was almost bankrupt. ”

Speaking of this, everyone couldn't help but turn around and focus their eyes on a girl in the crowd. It was this year's red chip, and when she heard the murderer mention herself, her face changed and she stepped back.

Fortunately, Xiao Gui didn't get too entangled in this topic.

"Every grasshopper on this floor is a veteran of the army, and they all have a story behind them. Although the story is small and does not enter the eyes of the superiors, it is all true. Such an encounter is put into the public, and I am afraid of more. The small eyes that came out of the mayflies are vividly visible on the pillars of the Tang Dynasty. ”

"So you're planning revenge?"

"What did Cao Di say about that? Meat eaters despise and fail to plan far. Your Majesty, our Datang is already sick, it looks like it is full of leaves, flowers, and beautiful scenery, but the roots are rotten, rotten, and hollowed out, and it looks like this diligent government building, which will collapse suddenly. A potion of fire and blood is needed to wake up the world. ”

The Son of Heaven had not heard such harsh words for many years, and he said in a deep voice, "What do you want? ”

Xiao Gui said word by word: "If it is not a giant city burning, it will not be able to shock everyone; If the non-real dragon falls, there is no way to warn the people. What Wei Chen thinks is that in front of the millions of people in Chang'an City, he wants Your Majesty's life. ”

Although everyone had a premonition about the grasshopper's approach, he still caused a commotion when he said it so openly.

The Son of Heaven remained silent and stretched out his arms: "My life is here." If you want, take it yourself. If this is the destiny of heaven, I will not back down. ”

Unexpectedly, Xiao Gui suddenly smiled again: "Your Majesty doesn't need to be in such a hurry. Our plan is to divide it into two layers. If the lantern tower can blow up His Majesty in front of everyone, it would be the best. If God does not bless virtue and does not complete the work, Weichen will personally go upstairs to meet him, and at this time, it is naturally the best for His Majesty to live. ”

He kept laughing, but the malice in his smile grew stronger.

"I hope that Your Majesty will temporarily move the dragon's toe, be indecent, and follow Weichen to see the world outside Chang'an, and see the world of mayflies and ants with his own eyes."

Voices of surprise and anger rose from the crowd. This thief is so bold that he wants to kidnap the Son of Heaven out of Beijing, and he has to travel around and publicly humiliate him. Even Emperor Yang of Sui had never been insulted like this. If it really happens, Datang's face will be completely lost, which is even more terrible than the Son of Heaven being killed on the spot.

Hearing this request, the Son of Heaven's face finally changed: "You can kill me, but don't think I will go with you." ”

As soon as Xiao Gui raised his hand, the grasshoppers raised their short crossbows and aimed them at the group of guests: "Your Majesty doesn't pity these courtiers and guests?" ”

The Son of Heaven said with a calm face: "On the death festival of the ministers, you can accompany the sacrifice in the mausoleum." His meaning is very clear, the people in this building are all dead today, and they will never leave with these grasshoppers.

"The king is worried about the ministers, and the kings are humiliated and the ministers die!"

A high-pitched voice rang out from the crowd of guests, this is a sentence from "Yue Yu". This shout instantly ignited the pent-up anger of the guests. They shouted and the crowd surged.

More than 20 mayflies hurriedly raised their crossbows to suppress them, but the chaos became more and more intense, and the guests no longer seemed to be afraid of the threat of death. They finally realized that if the Son of Heaven was taken captive or died here, I am afraid that no one would end well. They called, and they swarmed around, and countless pairs of feet stepped on the porcelain plates and brocades, and rushed in the direction of the imperial seat.

Zhang Xiaojing quietly bent his knees and gathered strength, wanting to take advantage of the situation to be a little more chaotic so that he could launch a surprise attack on Xiao Gui. But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of crossbow strings firing, and then the official who was the first to shout the slogan fell straight down, with an extra crossbow arrow in his head.

Xiao Gui put down the crossbow machine, looking impatient. The shouts in the main hall fell silent for a moment, and the splashing of blood made them realize the horror of death again. That's a fourth-grade master, a figure who can shake the capital by stomping his feet, but he just died, like a dog.

Just now, King Yong fell from the building, and everyone just heard the screams, but now this person is really dead next to him, and all of a sudden, everyone is shocked.

Only one person is an exception.

A figure suddenly rushed in front of Xiao Gui and attacked while his crossbow bolt failed to wind. Xiao Gui was caught off guard, only to feel that his head was hit by a jade flute. The jade flute shattered in response, but Xiao Gui was also confused for a moment. The man took the opportunity to wrap himself up and punched him in the lower abdomen.

It wasn't until a few snaps of his fingers that the people in the hall saw clearly that the black shadow was actually the Son of Heaven himself. The mayflies around were stunned, and they didn't dare to shoot arrows, so as not to accidentally injure the leader, so they could only watch the two people twist together.

The Son of Heaven's fighting style is quite clever, and Xiao Gui was actually suppressed to the bottom for a while.

Chengping's days have been too long, and everyone seems to have forgotten that this high-ranking ninety-five lord was also a master archer when he was young, accustomed to driving horses and eagles, and shooting rabbits with arrows. In the two palace coups of Tang Long and Xiantian, he personally led the elite and went into battle to fight, which led to today's situation.

Although he is over 60 years old today, the foundation of his youth is still there. Everyone, including Xiao Gui, regarded him as an old man who was old and frail. But the innate fierceness in the bones will not be easily extinguished by fine wine.

The two of them fought for a few rounds, and Xiao Gui was a veteran in the end, slowly adjusted his rhythm, and began to gradually recover the situation. The Son of Heaven was out of breath, and soon it was the end of his crossbow. Xiao Gui was about to launch a fatal blow, when suddenly his body staggered.

The sound of the explosion of Shicai hit the entire banquet hall, and the ground was full of chaos. Xiao Gui's right foot happened to step into a half-open black lacquer food box, and his whole body tilted a little. The Son of Heaven seized this unique opportunity, picked up a small ivory-handled folding knife from the belt around his waist, and stabbed Xiao Gui's right eye.

Xiao Gui let out a painful scream and quickly retreated. The Son of Heaven stabbed too quickly, and he didn't even have time to untie the tether from the belt, and was dragged forward by Xiao Gui. The two of them knocked over the throne together and rolled down the slope, causing the crown and the crossbow to fall to the ground.

Zhang Xiaojing realized that his opportunity had come, and flew up, wanting to catch Xiao Gui. But the Son of Heaven had already gotten up from the ground, and when he saw him approaching, he was extremely vigilant, and grabbed a spit pot and threw it at him. Zhang Xiaojing flashed, and hurriedly whispered: "Your Majesty, I'm here to help you!" But the Son of Heaven's answer was to throw over another fork that cut meat. Anyway, the ground is a mess, and you can pick up anything.

This can't be blamed on the Son of Heaven, Zhang Xiaojing first knocked Chen Xuanli unconscious, and then killed King Yong, I'm afraid no one will treat him as their own, only that he is here to help Xiao Gui.

If Zhang Xiaojing was in his heyday, he would be able to deal with ten emperors. But he is too weak now, and his reaction speed has decreased significantly, so he can only dodge and approach at the same time. Zhang Xiaojing's heart was horizontal, he really couldn't do it, so he could only knock the Son of Heaven unconscious first.

Just as he was thinking, the old eunuch next to him suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged Zhang Xiaojing's legs and feet. Zhang Xiaojing wanted to pull away, but he couldn't struggle at all. The Son of Heaven took the opportunity to rush over and stabbed Zhang Xiaojing in the throat with the tusk-handled folding knife.

The tip of the knife had already pierced through a thin layer of skin on the outside, and with just half a point of strength, it would kill the giant leader who attacked Miyagi.

But before the Son of Heaven could exert himself, he heard a woman's scream in the hall. The Son of Heaven's face changed sharply, his wrist trembled, and the knife did not stab down.

Xiao Gui stood more than a dozen steps away, his right eye was dripping with blood, and his left hand fiercely strangled the slender neck of a woman wearing a Kun Dao robe.

"It's too !! true" The Son of Heaven exclaimed.

Li Mi stood in front of Xu Bin's corpse and was speechless for a long time.

Xu Bin is a treasure he picked up in the household department. When he was preparing to establish the Jing'an Division, he transferred people from all over the world. Many government offices are in disobedience, and they are all scribes who are not treated well in ordinary times, and they are miserable in terms of temperament and ability to do things. Li Mi was furious, invited He Zhizhang's sign, and unceremoniously returned them all.

The only one who stayed was Xu Bin, who was selected by the household department.

This person is not young, but he doesn't know anything about officialdom, and he mixes very poorly in the household department, otherwise he wouldn't have been sent over. Li Mi found that he had an advantage, his memory was amazing, as long as he read things, especially numbers, he could never forget them. Such a talent can just become the core of the big case.

So, under Li Yu's careful cultivation, Xu Bin soon became a pivotal member of the Jing'an Division. This person is not good at words, but his attitude is very diligent, and the entire information of Chang'an is contained in his head, and it is much faster to read it at any time than to go to the pavilion to rummage. Jing'an Division has today's ability, and it is inseparable from Xu Bin. Li Mi knew that Xu Bin still had an old mother and children at home, and promised him personally that after this incident, he would be released and transferred to an official.

But now, it's all a floating cloud.

At this time, Xu Bin was lying on the couch, his head folded at a strange angle, and his eyes were slightly closed. He was so cowardly that even if he died so unjustly, he didn't want to stare at others, but chose to hang his head and close his eyes.

Li Yu closed his eyes, his nose twitched, and he inhaled the liquid that had been rushing to his eye socket into his nasal cavity, making a purring sound, and there was a slight drowning pain. He and Xu Bin are just superiors and subordinates, not even friends, but he feels extremely sad. This is not just for Xu Bin, but for all those who have sacrificed today.

Li Miqiang endured the churning in his heart, stretched out his hand, straightened Xu Bin's head, and then crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, making him look like he was asleep. "I'm sorry......" Li Mi said silently in his heart.

He gently pulled the quilt up, trying to cover Xu Bin's face, but halfway through the cover, his arm suddenly froze. Li Mi's eyes widened, and he found that Xu Bin's fingers were a little strange, and he looked closer and found that Xu Bin's nails were full of pale gray wall mud.

Jingzhao Mansion is in charge of the capital's secrets, so the walls are still white, but after a long time of plastering, it will turn into a light plaster. Li Mi hurriedly walked around to the other side of the bed, and by the candlelight, he saw some scratches made from his nails on the side of the wall.

Li Bi asked before, Xu Bin was not fully conscious, and his body couldn't move, but he could do a simple conversation. So the biggest possibility is that the murderer entered the screen and talked to Xu Bin. Xu Bin sensed something was wrong during the conversation, but he couldn't warn or flee, so he had to quietly leave marks on the wall with his fingernails, and then his mouth was silenced.

Whether it was the Turkic wolf guard or the grasshopper, there was no reason to kill Xu Bin. It seems that the murderer is Xu Bin's acquaintance, so it's not good. It's the mole who never caught.

Li Mi crouched down and pressed the candlestick against the wall. The walls of the hall are thick, the scratches are too shallow, and the strokes are sloppy. Li Mi watched it for a long time, and could only barely distinguish two words, the first one was the word "four", and the second one didn't seem to be finished, and he could barely see the word "day".

Four days? The fourth of January? Or was it the fourth day of a month last year? On that day, what happened to think of the murderer? But why didn't he write the murderer's name directly, wouldn't it be more convenient?

Countless questions swirled in his mind, and Li Yuhuo stood up and gently rested the candlestick beside him.

He exited the screen, immediately summoned the relevant people and others, and issued two orders: "Hold the soldiers guarding here, and at the same time close all the gates, large and small, and prohibit anyone from entering and leaving Jingzhao Mansion." He paused for a moment and found that the second order was not very reasonable, so he revised it to "prohibit officials who originally belonged to the Jing'an Division from entering and leaving Jingzhao Mansion."

That traitor must have been someone from Jing'an Division, so the others don't have to be suspicious.

These two orders were swiftly executed. The two soldiers guarding the screen were held down by their comrades and escorted to a secluded room to await interrogation. At the same time, more soldiers went to the entrances and exits inside and outside Jingzhao Mansion, replacing the original guards.

This is an absolutely necessary measure, the destructive power of that traitor is too great, Li Mi doesn't want to be held in a vest with a knife when he is doing things. Now Jingzhao Mansion has become a big urn that does not leak, as for how to fish the turtle from the water, it depends on his means.

The interrogation of the guards proceeded quickly. As soon as the two unlucky soldiers heard that Xu Bin had been killed, their faces turned green with fright, and they hurriedly shook out everything they knew. According to their confession, during this time, there were many people who entered the screen, including doctors, small servants, and various officials, and they did not leave a record.

Li Mi asked again, who gave them the order to guard Xu Bin?

The soldiers replied that they had received an order from Yuan Jae to treat Xu Bin as an important suspect.

"Who is Wonjae? Why does he have the authority to do this? Li Mi asked sharply. One Jiwen is enough, why is there another meta-load? One of the principals explained Wonjae's origin in a low voice.

"Where is he?"

"I went out a few hours ago with a group of brigade soldiers, and I haven't come back yet."

Li Mi snorted coldly, although Yuan Zai's behavior made him very unhappy, but at least the suspicion of a traitor was ruled out.

"Why did Yuan Jae identify Xu Bin as a suspect? What is the rationale? Li Mi asked.

The soldiers could not answer this question. In the end, it was Zhao Senjun who stood up and answered. Although he came for a short time, the inside story was quite clear: "Master Xu fainted in the back garden. After the attack, he was found and sent to Jingzhao Mansion for treatment. The grasshopper sneaked into the main hall of Jing'an Division, and it was through the waterway in the back garden. Yuan Commentator believes that it was Director Xu who opened the water net, let the mayflies in, and then pretended to faint to escape suspicion. ”

Li Mi fell silent, his slender fingers tapping on the table. What Yuan Zai said is not entirely unreasonable. Xu Bin is naturally not a mole, but he should have just bumped into the moment when the mole let the mayfly enter Jing'an Division. The mole made a move, perhaps because he was worried that Xu Bin would see his face.

When you think about it, this is the most reasonable assumption.

This traitor is really vicious and bold. Thinking of a poisonous snake spitting out a core entrenched beside him, Li Mi couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. He stood up, left a principal to continue the interrogation, and asked the guards to write down all the people who had approached Xu Bin, and then compare them with the members of the Jing'an Division.

There are too many things for Li Mi to do next, and he can't spend all his time here.

He walked out of the interrogation room, put his hands behind his back, and sighed slightly. At this time, the shortcomings of Jing'an Division were finally exposed. This is a newly established government office, lacking in heritage, and only forcibly overriding the two counties of Jingzhao Prefecture, Jin Wuwei, the patrol envoy and the city gate guard. When there is a powerful person on the top, the entire Jing'an Division is like an arm; But once the chaos starts, the talent will be stretched.

"In addition to Xu Bin, who else did Yuan Zai beat into a traitor?" Li Mi suddenly asked.

"There is also Yao Runeng, who transmitted signals to the enemy on the Great Lookout Tower, but was subdued, and is now locked up in the prison of Jingzhao Mansion." Zhao Shenjun, who was standing on the side, replied respectfully. He fell out of favor on the right guard, hoping to hold the other thigh.

"He? Deliver a message to the enemy? ”

"The specific situation is not clear, but it should be a message to a person named Zhang Xiaojing." When Zhao Senjun mentioned this name, his face was slightly embarrassed.

Li Yu's face turned pale, his pace quickened a little, and he loudly urged his entourage left and right: "Take me quickly, Yao Runeng is likely to know who the traitor is......"

At the moment when Xiao Gui held the female Kun Dao hostage, everyone, including Zhang Xiaojing, breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the Son of Heaven is free from the threat of the grasshopper, the greatest crisis will disappear. Although this female Taoist has the grace of the emperor, on this occasion, her life obviously cannot be compared with the Son of Heaven, and if she dies, she will die, and no one will feel sorry.

Only one person is an exception.

This time, it's the Son of Heaven again.

The Son of Heaven had already countered Zhang Xiaojing and could kill him with one blow. But as soon as he saw Taizhen being held hostage by Xiao Gui, the Son of Heaven's movements immediately stopped, and his eyes showed extreme fear.

"You must not hurt her!" The Son of Heaven shouted angrily. King Yong was pushed downstairs just now, and he had never been so angry.

"Let my brother go first!" Xiao Gui roared. His eyes were injured, his whole hand strength was not well controlled, Taizhen's neck was tightened by him, his breathing became more and more difficult, his white cheeks were flushed, and his plump chest fell together.

Without saying a word, the Son of Heaven withdrew the ivory-handled folding knife. The old man had a fight just now, and he was also out of breath, but his eyes were still bright.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't expect that the Son of Heaven would actually give in to a Kun Dao, but he didn't have the strength to express his surprise. Zhang Xiaojing only felt that his knees were weak, and he sat on the ground, and the muscles of his limbs began to spasm violently. The drama just now exhausted his last strength.

"Your Majesty, come here!" Xiao Gui still clamped the woman's neck and ordered.

"Let Taizhen go first, and I'll go with you." The Son of Heaven said.

"Please forgive Weichen for not complying with the order." Xiao Gui's hand increased a little harder, and Taizhen's delicate body became softer at this time.

The Son of Heaven did not hesitate for a moment, shook the sleeves of his robe, and walked over. The other two mayflies pounced and kicked away the old eunuch who tried to stop them, and took the Son of Heaven in his hands again. Another person picked up Zhang Xiaojing and walked towards this side.

Xiao Gui smiled and said: "I knew that Your Majesty was an amorous seed, why bother with so many lips just now!" But the Son of Heaven did not look at him at all, but looked at Taizhen eagerly, and his eyes were full of regret.

Xiao Gui let go of his hand slightly, and Taizhen let out a long breath and burst into tears.

Those guests froze in place, feeling that the bloody cry of "the king humiliates the ministers and dies" just now has become a big joke. The Son of Heaven gave up the opportunity to make a comeback just because of a woman, isn't it ridiculous? Thinking of this, many people slandered in their hearts, this woman was snatched from his son by the Son of Heaven, and it is not surprising that such a ridiculous relationship will lead to something else absurd.

The black smoke around the building has become more and more intense, and the fire after the collapse of the light tower has gradually transitioned to the main body of the building. The clanging of armor and shouts could be faintly heard outside, and the reinforcements of the forbidden army should be not far away.

Xiao Gui knew that the time was almost up. He whistled, and the mayflies got the order and immediately got busy. They first dragged the Son of Heaven and Taizhen, as well as Zhang Xiaojing, who had little strength, to the bronze crane in the southwest corner of the main hall, and then drove the guests to the center of the main hall like a flock of sheep.

At this time, Chen Xuanli woke up on the floor, his hands were tied behind his back, but his mouth was not gagged. He raised his head and shouted, "Now that the Guards are coming from all directions, even if you kidnap Your Majesty, where can you flee?" ”

Xiao Gui glanced at Chen Xuanli, casually tore off a thin veil from the cloud wall, wiped the blood overflowing from his eyes, but the smile on his face remained the same: "This general doesn't bother!" Grasshoppers go up to the sky and the earth, and they are pervasive. ”

Convinced of their leader, the grasshoppers showed no fear, methodically forcing their guests with torches and crossbows to assemble in the center. The guests realized that this was probably to make it easier to burn them all at once, but with fuel on their bodies and crossbows on their bodies, no one dared to resist.

Suddenly, an envoy from an unknown country could not bear the horror, let out a scream, and ran out without hesitation. The mayfly, Suofahui, held up a burning candlestick with a blank face and threw it away. A candle flame drew a precise curve in mid-air, striking the envoy and instantly turning him into a burning man. The burning man shouted in a terrible voice, and he did not stop until he reached the edge of the floor, broke through the abutment, and fell downstairs......

This tragic episode made a deep impression on the other guests, and they had to continue to move obediently towards the hall. The only thing they could resist was to move their feet more slowly.

Xiao Gui ignored these things anymore, and he walked under the bronze crane in the southwest corner, where the Son of Heaven, Taizhen, Zhang Xiaojing and others were standing.

Xiao Gui wrapped the blood-stained veil in his hand, and then put it on his head, blocking the blood in front of him. After bandaging it properly, he smiled at Zhang Xiaojing: "Big head, this time we are the same." Zhang Xiaojing leaned against the copper crane with his back, and he was weak, so he had to reluctantly nod.

Next to him, the Son of Heaven embraced Taizhen, with a look of despair and solemnity - Zhang Xiaojing even had the illusion that the emperor seemed to be moved by his own choice, completely intoxicated by this absolutely poignant tragedy. It is rumored that he is obsessed with watching a play in the pear orchard, and this emotion of not distinguishing between reality and fiction probably comes from this.

Zhang Xiaojing is not as nervous as the Son of Heaven. Although his body was extremely weak, his mind was constantly thinking about what to do next.

The bad news is that he has never found a chance to restrain Xiao Gui or rescue the Son of Heaven, and the next chance is even slimmer; The good news is that Xiao Gui still treats him as his own person, and his position has not been exposed.

Now the plan is to take advantage of Xiao Gui's trust and continue to follow them, step by step.

But he was curious, how did Xiao Gui plan to retreat? This is the seventh-level Star Picking Temple, which is too high above the ground to jump off. And the two stairs in the building are unusable, and even if they do, they must face countless forbidden troops, and they will be a dead end.

Xiao Gui seemed to read Zhang Xiaojing's concern, stretched out his finger and shook it: "Do you remember how Captain Gan taught us in the Western Regions?" All things are foreseen, and those who are not prepared are wasted. In addition to pre-A, there must always be a pre-B. His teachings must not be forgotten for a moment. ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Gui turned his head and shouted to the main hall: "Hurry up, the enemy will arrive soon!" ”

When the mayflies heard the urging, they all sped up, kicked and beat the guests who were deliberately delaying, and rushed towards the hall. The oil-stained people stumbled, cries and scolding. The place where they gathered in the temple was the entrance to the ladder that led up from the bottom floor, and it was also the only way for reinforcements.

At this time, someone next to him had already prepared the torches, and as soon as the gathering was complete, they immediately lit the torch. These more than 100 noble humanoid torches were enough to slow down the pace of reinforcements, and the grasshoppers could retreat calmly, if there was such a retreat channel.

The guests were finally herded to the vicinity of the Babel Ladder, forming a circle of despair. Every grasshopper in the vicinity smiled excitedly. They have all been humiliated and oppressed, and they have to pay back today, and in the most painful way.

The mayflies invariably stand a long distance, holding torches or candles, intending to throw them at the same time to join in the grand event. You must know that not every civilian has the opportunity to burn so many high-ranking officials and famous kings at once.

At that moment, there was a strange sound from across the level. The voice was thin and deep, coming from nowhere, but it seemed to be everywhere. The grasshoppers holding the tinder looked at each other, wondering where the sound came from.

Xiao Gui, the Son of Heaven, and Taizhen, who were next to the bronze crane, also showed a look of surprise and went around to find the source of the sound. Only Zhang Xiaojing closed his eyes, a wisp of breath slowly spit out from his loose lungs, and his body quietly moved a few steps in the direction of Xiao Gui.

The sound lasted for a few moments, and began to spread from below to above. There are fine dusts that fall from the ceiling and fall on the tips of people's noses. Everyone felt as if the luxurious cypress veneer floor was trembling slightly, as if it were an earthquake.

After a while, the corners of the four floors of the seventh floor emitted a clear sound of gamba and gaba at the same time, as if a high-pitched flute was suddenly added to the gonghou music. Then all kinds of noises joined in one after another, turning into a chaotic ensemble.

Before everyone could react, the upheaval happened.

The floor of the seven-story hall first shook, and then suddenly separated from the four walls, first one side, and then two sides, causing the entire floor to tilt one end and fall down fiercely, smashing into the sixth floor in one go. This big action tore apart the main structure, and in an instant, the walls collapsed and the pillars were destroyed, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the guests, grasshoppers, and banquet utensils standing in the hall were all in a mess, and they all fell to the sixth floor. The entire Hall of Stars was empty, and even the roof was crumbling.

The only thing that survived was the circle of trails around the Hall of the Stars, which carried on the main pillars at the four corners and did not belong to the same part as the floor. The copper crane happened to be at the corner of the southwest trail. From the perspective of the bronze crane, the center of the seventh layer suddenly collapsed into a large pit, and the floor sank, leaving a shocking black hole.

With that shock, the people near the copper crane also staggered. Zhang Xiaojing suddenly adjusted his direction in the swing, his shoulder seemed to be pulled by the shock, and he inadvertently hit Xiao Gui's back. Xiao Gui was caught off guard, his body tilted, and he fell towards the edge of the hole.

But Xiao Gui's reaction was really fast, and the moment his body fell down, he reached out and grabbed Taizhen's Xuansu belt. Taizhen screamed, and he was about to fall out when he dragged him. Thanks to the Son of Heaven's quick response, he hugged Taizhen and dragged him back desperately. With this relief, Xiao Gui adjusted his posture and grabbed the edge of the broken floor with one hand, and several grasshoppers hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him up with all hands and feet.

Zhang Xiaojing sighed secretly, this son of heaven is really affectionate, if he hadn't stopped him, Xiao Gui and Taizhen would have both fallen, and the whole situation would have come back. If you miss this once-in-a-lifetime last chance, I'm afraid there will be no more chance. He shook his head, waiting for Xiao Gui to come and ask the teacher for his guilt.

Xiao Gui didn't doubt Zhang Xiaojing's intentions, after all, the vibration just now was too unexpected, and it was not strange who stumbled in which direction. He glared at the Son of Heaven angrily: "What's going on? ”

This unexpected turn of events buried almost most of the grasshoppers and guests. Although there is a distance of six zhang between the seventh floor and the sixth floor, as long as you are not too lucky, you will not fall to your death. But a large number of reinforcements have now ascended the building, and it is impossible to leave room for the grasshoppers to light the fire.

His plan to burn and kill hundreds of officials has actually failed.

"What's going on?" Xiao Gui shouted again, and blood oozed from the gauze from the eye wound.

The Son of Heaven hugged Taizhen tightly and shook his head. His expression was even more indignant than Xiao Gui. This is the diligent government building, since the beginning of the twenty years, he has feasted here countless times, but he never knew that there was such a big hidden danger of construction. This...... Isn't that a great rebellion?!

The only person who knows what happened is Zhang Xiaojing.

The structure of the diligent government building is very different from other palaces. It is a wooden building built on a stone wall, and in order to be able to enjoy the surrounding landscape, it cannot be supported by large pillars and horizontal rafters like ordinary pavilions. Especially the third layer of the wind pavilion and the seventh layer of the star hall, unobstructed, the wind comes from all sides, if there is a ring vertical column, it is really a great scenery.

In order to ensure the landscape and safety at the same time, the Ministry of Industry invited masters, Mao Shun and Chao Fen, two masters to solve this problem, and finally Mao Shun's idea won.

He pointed out that the key is how to reduce the pressure on the upper four floors and the roof. According to Mao Shun's plan, from the fifth floor onwards, the floor of each floor is connected with the mortise and tenon method, not pressed on the four corner pillars, but the pressure is transmitted down through the converging bucket arch and the attached rotating beam. In other words, it is equivalent to building an independent floor pressure structure in the main building.

In this way, the main column does not bear too much pressure and can reduce the number of roots; At the same time, the floor of each floor also has reliable independent support, and there is no risk of collapse. Mao Shun cleverly hid this independent support system in the floor decoration, without abruptness, and laymen couldn't see it at all. Mao Shun also gave it a name, called "Lou Nei Lou".

Chao Fen was amazed by this. However, with a professional eye, he pointed out that there was a flaw in the design. If someone deliberately destroys, there is no need to take action on the main body, but only destroy the key nodes of the convergence bucket arch and attached rotating beam, which will cause the floor itself to be unable to support the weight and collapse layer by layer.

However, the Ministry of Industry disagrees with this, who will dare to come to the foot of the Son of Heaven to demolish the building? Mao Shun was appointed as the capital material and the director of the construction. After the completion of the diligent government affairs building, with a wide field of vision and a transparent inner hall, it won the favor of the Son of Heaven. As a result, Mao Shun's worth rose, laying the foundation for winning the right to build the Taishang Xuanyuan Lantern Tower in the future......

Before Zhang Xiaojing left, Chao Fen also told him about this hidden danger. Just now, Zhang Xiaojing was downstairs and noticed that the few constricted bucket arches and attached rotating beams outside the corner of the third floor hall had been damaged to varying degrees. He then instructed Tan Qi to mobilize a group of surviving handymen and prepare to destroy the "building within the building" node between the third and sixth floors.

His strength is weak, but his experience is still there, and he knows that if the Star Picking Hall falls into a confrontation, he can't break it with his own strength. This plan to destroy the "building within the building" is the last means he can use when he finds that something cannot be done. Break the trick with force and collapse the floor to cause a big mess, so as to take advantage of the chaos.

As for whether it will cause casualties to the Son of Heaven and the ministers, Zhang Xiaojing can't protect it so thoroughly.

He deliberately threw King Yong off the broken bridge, which was a crucial step in this plan. Under the broken bridge, that is, at the position of the six-layer eaves, there is a long-necked beast head that stretches up obliquely, with convex eyes and wide mouth, and flying wings, which is called Capricorn. The position where King Yong was pushed down the broken bridge by Zhang Xiaojing was carefully calculated, and it happened to fall on the head of the Capricorn beast, so that he could slide back to the sixth floor.

Zhang Xiaojing asked King Yong to go downstairs to report the news, telling him that the situation above Tanqi was irreparable, and asked her to immediately act according to the plan agreed in advance.

Judging from the effect, King Yong did report the news honestly, and Tan Qi also meticulously carried out Zhang Xiaojing's orders. Unfortunately, the floor collapsed a little slower. If you can flick even twenty fingers earlier, you can wipe out all the mayflies including Xiao Gui.

Xiao Gui poked his head out, and the entire Star Picking Hall had completely changed its appearance, and the grand banquet that used to be unbridled and unbridled had now become a big broken hole with a concave opening. There was a faint fire on the six floors below, and human bodies, rubble, broken wood and debris could be faintly seen stacked on top of each other.

Except for Xiao Gui, there were only five mayflies that survived, and everyone was happy. Just now, if they had stood a little closer to the middle of the temple, they would have met the same fate. These people are not afraid of death, but it does not mean that they are not afraid of accidents.

Xiao Gui suddenly saw that a half-broken cypress board was suddenly lifted, revealing the curved handrail of the ladder. Soldiers in full armor and armed crossbows leaped out of the stairwell. Although the light is dim and you can't see the color of the clothes clearly, looking at the vigorous movements, there is no doubt that it must be the forbidden army. As soon as they rushed up to the sixth floor, they immediately spotted Xiao Gui overlooking the seventh floor, and seven or eight people raised their crossbow arrows and shot fiercely upwards.

Xiao Gui hurriedly retracted his neck, barely avoiding it. Several crossbow arrows hit the brass crane, making a crisp clanging sound. But they can't climb up yet.

"Let's go!" Xiao Gui ordered. There is no point in investigating why the floor slab collapsed now, the important thing is to transfer the two valuable hostages as soon as possible.

Of the five last surviving mayflies, two of them held the Son of Heaven, two restrained Taizhen, and one person carried Zhang Xiaojing on his back. They stepped on the edge of a circle of trails that had not yet collapsed, and quickly came to the southwest corner of the seventh floor of the Qinzheng Building. Here, they climbed over the railing and stepped onto the eaves of the warping Uva roof. The slope here is not small, and everyone has to carefully stick their feet on each tile to ensure that they do not slide.

This is already on the outside of the diligent government building, and the position is quite high. By this time it was getting darker and darker, and it was already the darkest time before dawn. The night breeze blew high in the sky, and it seemed to be stronger than the wind in the first half of the night. Zhang Xiaojing climbed on the back of the grasshopper and looked around. Although a large amount of smoke rises, it is quickly torn apart by the night wind, and between the smoke gaps, the surrounding scenery can still be seen unobstructed.

At this time, the lights in Chang'an City are still bright, and they are bright from far and near. However, compared to the previous bustle, these lights showed a little panic. Zhang Xiaojing noticed that the watchtower, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to be back in operation, and the dense purple lights were flickering. He read out part of the message, which was to inform the end of the Zhufang Lantern Festival and the beginning of the curfew.

"It's too slow." Zhang Xiaojing thought to himself, and looked down closer.

The upper half of the Taishang Xuanyuan Lantern Tower is inserted upside down in the diligent government affairs building, and the whole body is burning with the color of fire, outlining this wreckage into a strange shape. In the nearby inner garden of Xingqing Palace, there are also countless fragments of flames that are jumping. That scene was like a dying fire dragon crashing headlong into the Optimus Pillar, and fire and blood were splashed everywhere.

Outside the Xingqing Palace, half of the dilapidated lantern tower is still burning, like a huge torch, illuminating the square in front of the Xingqing Palace. The square was densely packed with many people, covering the entire stone floor. Looking at the color of the clothes, almost all of the people who fell to the ground were white-clothed people watching the lanterns, mixed with a few black armor of the Long Wujun and artists pulling out the lanterns. Countless figures ran back and forth, crying and screaming.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaojing's heart sank. Although the explosion in Quelehodo weakened a lot, it still caused heavy casualties to the people watching the lanterns. Just by visual inspection, the number of casualties could be in the thousands. Many people help the old and the young, come to enjoy the lanterns, I am afraid that the whole family will die here and be wiped out.

Zhang Xiaojing only felt a sense of depression and indignation accumulating in his chest, he didn't care whether the timing was right or not, and said, "Xiao Gui, have you seen it?" So many lives because of us, all gone. ”

Xiao Gui was standing on the straight ridge and looking in a certain direction, and when he heard Zhang Xiaojing suddenly ask, he replied nonchalantly: "There will always be some sacrifices to do big things." As long as it's worth it, don't worry too much. ”

Zhang Xiaojing said angrily: "That's thousands of lives, they are ordinary people like us, just like that." Don't you feel a little sorry? ”

"But they successfully dragged down the Long Wu Army, otherwise how could they get the emperor so easily, and they would have died as deserved."

"How can human life be measured like this!"

"That's how human life is measured!" Xiao Gui retorted forcefully, "The price of defending a beacon fort is three hundred people, and the price of subduing a steppe tribe is one thousand people; The price of making the entire Datang vigilant is only less than 10,000 people, isn't it a good deal? ”

Zhang Xiaojing was speechless for a while, this algorithm was too cold, so cold that he didn't even know what to say.

"You're not here to warn Datang at all, it's just an excuse. You're just trying to vent your hatred. He said.

Xiao Gui said coldly: "Big head, I saw it when I was guarding the Beacon Fort." Everyone is determined to defend it, and you persuade Wen Wuji and me to withdraw first. Don't look at you ruthlessly, in fact, you are the softest intestine in our heart. But I didn't expect you to be so weak. ”

"Having single-handedly created so many innocent souls, aren't you afraid of falling into hell after death?"

Xiao Gui turned his head, his bloodstained face was full of cruelty: "Hell? Big head, where do you think I have lived in the past nine years? I've been prepared, but what about you? Zhang Xiaojing choked and was about to say something. Xiao Gui raised his hand to forcibly stop it: "If you have anything to say, wait until you get to a safe place!" ”

Zhang Xiaojing then remembered that they were still holding the Son of Heaven hostage and fleeing in small teams. He wanted to continue arguing with him, but the thought of something more important to do had to do made him shut up and turn his head away from the terrible situation on the ground.

The Son of Heaven was standing on the other side, also overlooking the tragic situation of Xingqing Palace. His face sank like water, but he remained silent, and no one knew what this emperor was thinking. Taejin curled up beside her tremblingly, now she only hoped that the nightmare would end as soon as possible so that she could soak in the beautiful soup in Huaqing Pond.

Xiao Gui gestured, walked cautiously along the straight ridge on the cornice, and occasionally stepped on a few pieces of Uwa. The people behind followed in turn, Zhang Xiaojing crawled on the back of the grasshopper, swaying, feeling that he might step on the air and fall down at any time, and the experience was extremely bad. Taizhen's performance was worse than him, this place was so high and so steep, her feet were sore, and many times she had to rely on two grasshoppers to hold her arms. She felt that she was going to die, and she couldn't help but sob.

The Son of Heaven suddenly stopped and said, "You have already caught me, she is useless to you." ”

Xiao Gui said without looking back: "No, with her in our hands, Your Majesty will obey your words." ”

"This is the roof of the diligent government affairs building, high in the sky on all sides, and you are at the end of your rope." The Son of Heaven continued to say calmly, "Stop here, I can guarantee that you will leave the capital alive." ”

Xiao Gui let out a contemptuous laugh. The group stumbled down a distance, gradually turning into the corner ridge of a cornice. There is a pottery owl kiss placed here, standing at the end of the main ridge, the head of the beast and the tail of the fish, and the use of the fire to take good fortune.

And next to the owl kiss, there is something that will never appear here. When the Son of Heaven saw this object, his face changed instantly.

"This is our path." Xiao Gui said proudly to the Son of Heaven.