Later, Cheng Yingyu and the others in Jiafu didn't know what was going on, anyway, no blood flowed in, only a subtle knife sound was heard, and the boundary between life and death was sentenced.

Later, the government of the shrunken turtle finally dispatched and forcibly stopped the tragedy, so that the matter did not make a big fuss, but it is said that more than a dozen Confucian students were also killed at the scene.

There is only a little red on the neck, which is as beautiful as a peach petal, showing the identity and glory of the swordsman.

Then the truth of the former general Yu Lin Wei spread all over Kyushu, the people's hearts were boiling, the people's grievances were turned upside down, and at the end of March, the imperial palace arrested Rong Wei and put him on death row.

It's the last day of March, and even the spring breeze blows all over the grass and trees.

Shengjing, who has a curfew, is dark and rumbling at night, only the wonton picks outside the forbidden military camp are still lit, and they have obtained a license to sell a few bowls of supper for the soldiers who patrol the night.

Chen Su pushed the wonton with beef over: "General, please use it, do you want spicy food?" ”

Yao Xuan broke the bamboo chopsticks and smiled: "Finally willing to add beef?" ”

Chen Su also smiled: "The success of the history of Xiangnan Yeshi, thanks to the general, who has been planning for so many months, the guilty should pay for their lives." ”

"Only Rong Wei is alone, hateful!" It's okay not to mention this, but as soon as Yao Yu was mentioned, he was indignant and threw the bamboo chopsticks on the case, "Who would have thought that Rong Wei would stand up and take everything on himself!" also committed human life, and the targets of the people's resentment went to him, but Empress Mingde and others escaped! ”

Chen Su's eyes flickered: "Take your time, the general will get what he wants." Don't talk about those, the night patrol has been hard recently, and the wontons are about to clump, so the general will use them quickly. ”

Yao Xuan didn't notice anything unusual, lowered his head and snorted to eat chaos, and soon a bowl of belly, his face was red, he put down the bamboo chopsticks and hit a thousand children, and he was going to continue to patrol the night.

I don't know why, he always feels light, maybe he is tired after eating hot soup all day, a little lazy, but he doesn't take it to heart.

"The general walks slowly." Chen Su got up to see him off, and when he left the sight of the wonton picker and came to a secluded corner, a specially prepared bamboo chopstick poked its head out of his sleeve.

The tip of the chopsticks is a little silver, and it is a knife that has been inserted in advance.

"Don't send it, when you think of a way to deal with Queen Minde, then ask Ben to come out to eat wontons, add beef ......!" Yao Xuan waved his hand behind him absently, but his words stopped abruptly.

The small blade saw the blood in his throat, and it slammed it from behind, and slashed at his neck, and the man fell softly.

At the last moment, his eyes were not closed, staring at Chen Su who was covered in blood, shocked, angry, and incredulous.

"The goal of the people's chaos has been achieved, and the general can only go to the underworld to eat wontons by himself." Chen Su leisurely wiped his hands and shrugged, "The follow-up will be left to our southern party members, old neighbor, let's go." ”

After a pause, Chen Su got up and looked at the imperial palace, the red walls and golden tiles in the night were like silent beasts, waiting for an opportunity and being silent.

“…… Oh, I'm not the only one who wants to kill you, no, maybe someone has wanted to kill you for a long time. Chen Su smiled mockingly, and his figure disappeared into the night.

This compartment, the imperial palace, the imperial dormitory.

Emperor Zhao Yinluo was on the couch, and before the lights were turned off after the third watch, he looked at the scroll in his hand by candlelight, there was no name on the book, only traces that had been blackened by years of turning.

"Is the wonton picker that specializes in selling supper in the forbidden military camp closed?" Zhao Yinhu's sentence.

"That's right." Luo Xia cut the lanterns to make the candles brighter.

"Then the new General Yulinwei, Ming'er can take office." Zhao Yin said again.

"Yes." Luo Xia sighed lightly, "The government reported that the official had found the body in an alley, and made up a statement that it was harmful to the Liukou, so he rolled it up with a mat at that time." ”

Zhao Yin was silent for a moment, thinking of the child he met when he was young, a homeless person, skinny, and his only thought was to eat enough, in order to have a full meal, he practiced martial arts desperately, and practiced a good martial arts, but unfortunately his brain was not smart.

Seek skin with the tiger, and you can get out of the way.

Yu Linwei pays attention to absolute loyalty, not by lip service, but by exposing each other, and the consolidation of imperial power has always stood on blood and bones.

So Zhao Yin, who is the master, of course, has already received a secret report: Yao Xuan's whereabouts are strange, although he can't confirm the identity of the person he met, but if he doesn't report it, he has already committed the emperor's taboo.

The above is just a little more meaningful, adding a little soft tendon to the wonton soup, you can make the dignified general be killed by a small dagger.

"Killing people with a knife is not only a means for people hiding in the dark night, but also for people who stand in the light." Zhao Yin looked at Luo Xia with a calm gaze, "What you want to witness with your own eyes, are you disappointed?" I've never been a good person. ”

Luo Xia, or Luo Xia, touched the Jiangshan Picturesque Knife in her arms with her fingertips, the blade was hot, she lowered her eyes and asked, "Is the same with Shen Gui, Hou of Pyeongchang?" Even if you know he's innocent. ”

"Yes, it's wartime, the national foundation is unstable, in order to stabilize the people's hearts as quickly as possible, I must be killed." Zhao Yin did not hesitate and nodded, "I, I will retry this case after the situation is too peaceful, and posthumously seal it for Shen Gui Zhaoxue." ”

Luo Xia smiled coldly: "If everyone is gone, what's the use." ”

Zhao Yin didn't answer directly, he just walked into Luo Xia, so that the two of them were not too close, so that Yu Linwei in the dark didn't have time to react, and the knife in the woman's arms could stab him in the abdomen.

"Lao Tzu is the emperor, you must make a decision from the perspective of a country, selfishness is not important, local sacrifices are not important, and even sometimes it is not important whether it is right or wrong, this is the rules and price of gaining power that Lao Tzu has understood since he launched the April Palace Change, and it is also the last lesson that the master taught me, the royal way."

After a pause, Zhao Yin added: "I, I must sit on this throne, I must sit firmly, and I must let my son sit down." ”

"Even if you provoke a body of murder, will you go to hell after you die?" Luo Xia asked lightly.

Zhao Yin didn't care, but laughed: "Anyway, there is already Xiao Erlang in hell, Lao Tzu went down to find him, and we can have a glass of wine together!" ”

Luo Xia stopped talking, what kind of reason is it, what kind of thing do you believe, to gamble almost like an outlaw, her eyes fell on the scroll in Zhao Yin's hand.

No directory.

The volume, which has no name, is ordinarily bound, and is inconspicuous from any angle, but it is held in the hands of the king day and night, covering the volume and contemplating, reciting it backwards, turning it over and over again, and the pages are all polished.

"Back then, in order to quickly stabilize the country, Lao Tzu's Western Zhou continued the Zhou system." Zhao Yin's voice floated faintly, coming from the depths of the years, "One day, the problems of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty will appear in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and even the time will be shorter, the current peace and prosperity are just a dream bubble, a temporary dream." The people are rejoicing, one day passes, the king, but has to plan far-reaching, counting a hundred years. ”

Luo Xia listened quietly, she remembered her father's smile when he went to a dead end, as if so many people had a tacit understanding, different positions, different eras, and even whether they won or lost.

That's what she can't understand when she stands in this position, and it's also something that the people can't understand, and it can't be understood by history, right or wrong, black or white, tacit understanding.

She let out a cloudy breath and looked at Wuzhi, "How long will it be?" ”

Zhao Yin smiled, his terminally ill smile was pale and gentle, like an old man, the person who was not smart in his memory, he would never regret it, the hero was twilight.

"It's been five years, and don't disturb people's livelihood when I recuperate, it doesn't mean I forgot. I have been waiting, waiting for every granary to be fragrant with rice fat, every household to be full of children and grandchildren, every merchant to make a lot of money, every memory to wash away the bitterness of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and I have studied every word of "No Directory" thoroughly...... When the land is ready, I will start changing the law again...... I've been waiting for that day. ”

In the dark night, the lights of thousands of homes are as bright as ever, the mountains and seas are unharmed, and that king will return with the memory of old age, with a smile that has never been old.

Zhao Yin stretched out his hand in confusion, wanting to grab him: "No matter how long you wait, Lao Tzu is about to burp, and there is still a son, and a son's son." But as long as the surname Zhao is still sitting on this son, there will definitely be that day...... We're going to win. ”