The fifth day of the fifth month of May is a sunny and good day, and the yellow calendar says that this day is suitable for marriage.

He stood on the Xiaobie Peak outside the city and looked out, the team of greeting relatives in the city was long and elders, and the sharp sound of suona seemed to be able to reach Xiaobie Peak and reach his ears.

He watched the fiery red "long dragon" set off from the gate of Sufu, circled around the Sifang City, and finally entered the Lu family.

The Lu family, why can the fish that slipped through the net in the disaster back then still live so beautifully?

Shopkeeper Chen, Chen Lichuan, no, he should be called Li Jinmin.

His surname is Li, which is a surname that melts into his blood. He was born in the Xuanping Marquis Mansion in Kyoto, and since he was a child, he is also a child of a family of brocade clothes and jade food, and his father is in charge of 100,000 Beijing guards, which is a real powerful family.

When he was young, he admired his father very much, and felt that he was the real hero, but his father rarely went home because of his duties, and always lived in the station of the Jingwei camp.

That year, he was only ten years old, and he was full of hope that his father would take the time to return home to accompany him for his tenth birthday, but his father did not return home until his birthday, and he never sent back a gift.

The little man secretly ran into his mother's room, threw himself into his mother's arms and cried, crying and asking, "Does my father dislike me?" ”

After many years, his mother's face has been a little blurry, but the temperature of her palm when she stroked his cheek made him always affectionate, and her gentle words still seemed to echo in his ears: "Silly boy, you are your father's favorite child, he is just too busy, you have to forgive him." ”

When he was young, he couldn't hear the sadness in his mother's voice, but now he thinks that his mother should have known his father's situation at that time.

Two days later, at dusk, my father finally came home, but my father only went to see my mother and left in a hurry, and Xiao Jinmin, who came here, could only see the undried tears on her mother's face and a trace of afterimage floating around the corner.

He couldn't care about his mother, he just wanted to catch up with the afterimage, he wanted to talk to his father, even if it was just a sentence, this thought filled his whole body, and he didn't care about the heart-rending screams of his mother behind him.

He was a little disappointed and a little sad, and when he returned to his mother's room, his mother was unconscious, and there were still unwiped blood stains on the ground in front of the door.

The doctor said that the mother was too worried and anxious to fall into a coma.

The unconscious mother called out his father's name over and over again, calling out this person he loved and hated.

Xiao Jinmin decided to go and get his father back, he avoided everyone and quietly left the mansion. He searched one street or two streets, and found that it was dark and did not find the person.

When the curfew horn sounded, there was no one on the street, and he hid in a dark corner from the patrolling soldiers, but he fell asleep tired.

He was awakened by the sound of horses' hooves and screams.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a corpse lying in front of him, bleeding from the large wound on his neck, and he recognized the armor on the man's body, which was the same as that worn by his father's soldiers.

There are still many such corpses on the street not far away, and some of them have been trampled by horses, and the state is even more miserable.

Xiao Jinmin had a bad feeling in his heart, he had to find his father quickly.

He carefully walked around the corpse and sneaked along the shady place under the eaves. The sound of horses' hooves came and went, and they were all heading in one direction—the palace, where he had a hunch that he would see his father.

Finding the direction, Xiao Jinmin slowly walked towards the palace, the closer he got to the palace gate, the more people died, and in the end, it was difficult to find even the place to put his feet.

The strong smell of blood made all the bile he vomit come out, and the thick bitter bile taste in his mouth made him uncomfortable, but he still moved cautiously towards the palace.

The hard work paid off, and he finally saw his father, and he tried to suppress it so that he didn't cry out.

My father and his Beijing guards were in a stalemate with a group of people in front of the palace gate, only to see a person from the opposing camp come out, who was dressed slightly differently from others, presumably the leader of the other party.

The man confronted his father and asked, "Lord Hou doesn't stay in the barracks at night, and brings so many people into the city, is it possible that he wants to rebel?" ”

"Whoever wants to rebel, you know it in your own heart," said his father, who took out a token from his bosom and shouted to the other soldier: "Ben Hou has been ordered to come to the rescue, and if you don't get out of the way, you will be guilty of the same crime as the traitor." ”

The person on the other side had no intentions, and laughed coldly: "Xuanping Hou, don't give you a shame, if you retreat quickly, I will intercede with the master for you, and I can save a small life at that time." ”

"Bah, it's a waste of my saliva to talk to you." The father retorted without hesitation.

The two parties were at a stalemate, but Jin Min met an acquaintance here, it was Guo Jian, the deputy general under his father's account, Guo Jian was leading a team of people to rush to support, but he saw a little ghost probing his brain in the dark, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be Li Jinmin.

"Shizi, why are you here?" Guo Jian asked.

"I'm coming to my father."

"Master Hou is in front, I'll take you over, it's not safe here."

After that, Guo Jian hugged Xiao Jinmin on his horse and continued to rush forward with the people. When Xuanping Hou saw Guo Jian coming, his heart was settled, and when he saw Jinmin, his face was a little unsightly, but this was not the time to train his son.

Xuanping Hou didn't have the patience or time to waste with the other side, and ordered in a loud voice: "Kill-" Jingwei Zhongerlang was full of murderous awe, and echoed in a loud voice: "Kill, kill, kill......"

The two sides were in a scuffle, and when Xuanping Hou exchanged his two scars for the life of the other leader, the battle should have been clear, but he was about to lead Jingwei to rush into the palace, but he heard a "click".

Looking back, the soldiers who had followed him had fallen in pieces, and only a few who were still vigilant noticed the abnormality, escaped, and gathered around him.

Jin Min watched this tragic situation happen, he sat in front of Guo Jian, and could feel a gust of wind blowing in his ears - it was Guo Jian who used gestures to convey orders, and then the people brought by Guo Jian cut off the heads of his father's people one by one, and I don't know when, these people were all scattered around the soldiers brought by his father.

He wanted to make a warning, but Guo Jian covered his mouth and put his own saber on his neck, and he watched his father turn around with a shocked look, and the determined figure on horseback became a little shaky.

"You actually took refuge in the Four Princes." Father stared at Guo Jian.

"No, you're wrong," Guo Jian shook his head, then smiled cruelly, and said, "I have always been a member of the Four Princes. ”

"Father—" Jin Min broke away from Guo Jian's hand and shouted.

Xuanping Hou looked at him deeply, his eyes were full of reluctance, and he said to Guo Jian: "That's it, my people have killed you all, what else can I do, I will give you my life, you let Jinmin go, he is also what you watched grow up in the end." ”

"Okay." Guo Jian did not hesitate, put Jin Min down on horseback, knowing that Xuan Pinghou couldn't trust him now, so he simply ordered Xuanping Hou's cronies and asked him to leave quickly with Jin Min.

Jin Min struggled, he wanted to run to his father's side, even if it was death, just to be able to say a few more words to his father. But his father just closed his eyes and waved him away.

His father's cronies picked him up and ran forward without looking back, and Jin Min could only see his father holding the long sword he had with him, which had drunk the blood of many enemies, but now it was on his father's neck.

"Life is a hero, death is also a ghost-"

When he saw his father say this, he killed himself under the sword, and the cold light sword that Ru Mao drank blood also trembled slightly at this moment.

"Father—" You haven't given me a birthday present yet, and you haven't seen the Li family's unique cold light sword technique I have used.

I have a lot more to say to you......