Heavy rain continued for several days, showing no sign of stopping.

The battle report of Xiangzhou has been circulated from the court and spread to every corner of Lin'an City.

In the end, although it was a victory for Southern Chu. However, there were thousands of families in the city, but the faces of the people did not show a trace of joy.

*

All cloth shops, silk shops, embroidery workshops in Lin'an City. All of a sudden, customers began to flood the door, and they almost stepped on the threshold.

Although the rain was pouring down, it could not stop such a surging crowd.

"Shopkeeper, do you still have white plain cloth at home?"

Another man came and asked the same question. Several customers took turns to ask questions, and the shopkeeper of the cloth shop was already a little numb at this time.

"Forgive me, the white cloth has been sold out."

Although he had a slight headache, the shopkeeper could only accompany the smiling face and patiently answer to him.

"Hey, I ran several houses in a row, but I still haven't."

"It seems that we can only go to another house."

The customer shook his head helplessly, and when he got up early in the morning, he began to run around the city, but he still could not buy white plain cloth.

"This guest officer, say a word that is not afraid of your anger."

"At this moment, in Lin'an City, even if you break your legs."

"I'm afraid I don't want to buy a white cloth."

"Not only in Lin'an City, even if the guest officials go to neighboring Gusu, Qiantang, Yuezhou and other places."

"I'm afraid the result will be the same, but it still won't be as I wished."

"Nowadays, in the whole of Nanchu, white cloth is extremely in demand."

The shopkeeper didn't want the customer to run blindly again, so he persuaded him with kind words.

"Well, in that case, thank you shopkeeper."

The customer was a little helpless, thanked him, and walked out of the store.

"Hey."

Seeing another customer disappointed, the shopkeeper shook his head helplessly and sighed softly.

"Such a heroic figure, passed away suddenly."

"It's a pity, it's sad!"

*

Prince Kang's Mansion, back garden.

Prince Kang's concubine Yang Qibao, dressed in a white plain clothes, without a little powder, sat in the octagonal pavilion in dementia.

Raindrops fall, knocking on the eaves of the pavilion and making a ticking sound.

Her pretty cheeks were already covered with tears.

has been in love with husband and wife for many years, and now, the prince actually took the first step and left her. At this moment, her heart felt as if she was dead.

"Princess, hurry back to your room."

"It's such a rainy day, don't hurt yourself."

A few little maids in the pavilion looked very anxious. The princess was dressed so thinly, but it was very easy to catch a cold in this cold and rainy day.

"It's okay, you go back first."

"This palace wants to be alone here."

Yang Qibao didn't look back, still staring blankly at the rain beating the grass and trees outside the pavilion.

"But ......"

The little maid still has to argue and wants to continue to persuade her.

"Stand down."

Yang Qibao let out a loud shout and interrupted the little maid to speak. Obviously, she was already a little angry.

"Yes."

"The slave and maid will retire first."

Seeing that the princess suddenly became angry, the little maid felt helpless, so she could only retreat and leave the octagonal pavilion.

"Eighteen years of wind and rain, with you day and night."

"How can you be so ruthless, leave your concubine behind, and go alone."

Yang Qibao's eyes were a little blank, and he looked outside the pavilion and muttered to himself.

"Walk and reline, and say goodbye to Junsheng."

"More than 10,000 miles apart, each at the end of the world."

"The road is blocked and long, can you know how to meet you?"

"Humayi north wind, over the south branch of the bird's nest."

On the stone table in the pavilion, a few small dishes are placed, all of which were Prince Kang's preferences during his lifetime. In the early morning, Yang Qibao personally cooked, cooked the last meal, and prepared to send him off for the last time here.

"Xizi Lake vinegar fish, lotus leaf steamed pork, Hupao vegetarian ham, Longjing shrimp, crispy stewed pork, braised bamboo shoots in oil."

"These are your favorite dishes."

"The concubine hasn't cooked for many years, and I don't know if it's still the same as it was at the beginning, which suits your taste."

"The concubine is so regretful, really regretful."

At this moment, her tears were raining down, but she didn't care, and she didn't wipe a drop.

In the distance, a few little maids stood in the rain with oil-paper umbrellas. Their eyes looked at Prince Kang in the pavilion, and their hearts were worried. But they never left, but waited silently from afar.

On the stone table, there is also a blue and white wine jug and two blue and white wine glasses.

She reached out, lifted the flask, and poured each of them into a glass full of fragrant wine.

Jade gently picked up one of the wine glasses and slowly held it in front of her.

"Lord Wang, this is your favorite Yuezhou daughter red."

"The concubine will give you a glass first."

Her hands trembled slightly, the glass turned upside down, and the amber liquor slowly spilled to the ground.

Gently put down the empty cup in her hand, pick up another full cup, and slowly put it into her mouth. The tantalizing aroma comes to the nose in an instant.

"Lord Wang, on the road of yin and yang, you are not alone."

As soon as the words were finished, the wine in the cup was already drunk.

"Click." Bang.

The blue and white wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered in an instant. At the corner of Yang Qibao's mouth, a trace of black blood slowly flowed out.

The bird has a black body and red eyes, eats the belly snake and wild kudzu, and draws the wine with its feathers, and dies when it drinks.

"Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said."

"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son."

On the tenth day of September, Prince Kang's concubine Yang Qibao was in the octagonal pavilion in the back garden of Prince Kang's mansion......

Swarming.

*

Suburban valley, pioneer black camp.

"Woooooooooooooo

"Father, father."

In the big tent, there was a wail. Sun Xiyue, the lord of Ankang County, cried so much that she couldn't breathe, and she fainted from crying several times.

"Husband, my father is gone."

"The concubine has no father."

"The concubine will never see my father again."

Sun Xiyue grabbed Su Li's arm tightly and shook it up and down violently. Such grief is so heartbreaking that it is sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who hear it.

Su Li stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, Sun Xiyue's appearance was extremely distressing.

"Cry, cry out."

"Maybe it should be better."

At this time, Su Li didn't know how to comfort him.

Looking at the poor woman in his arms, his heart was also very uncomfortable. This woman, by fate, was married to him. Although it has been a long time, Su Li still has not fully adapted to the role of husband. Even, since they got married, he has never called her a lady, and has always been called the county lord. For more than a month, the two of them have never shared a bed once.

But despite this, Sun Xiyue still has no complaints, and still plays the role of a very virtuous wife. Take care of his clothes every day, prepare meals for him every day, and enjoy it as always.

To be able to get such a wife, what more can a husband ask for?

At this moment, Su Li really began to face up to the woman crying in his arms. is to deeply understand how much this woman with a blue heart deserves to be treated gently.

Su Li slowly reached out his left hand and gently stroked her jet-black hair, and his right hand, secretly exerting force again, hugged her tighter and leaned against his chest.

"Su Dadu, Qin Shi asked for an order, and led the troops into Lin'an City."

"Up and down the black camp, two thousand soldiers, willing to avenge the prince."

"Even if we go to Huangquan together, we will not hesitate."

Qin Shi looked angry, strode forward, and yelled at Su Li.

Although there is not the slightest evidence that this matter is related to the Holy One today. But as Su Li's guess came true, people who were a little transparent in everything already knew in their hearts at this time that the person who played chess was the current saint of Nanchu, the person who made the world with one word.

"Nonsense."

"Into Lin'an City?"

"You're alone? Or just 2,000 soldiers of the Black Battalion? ”

"How is this different from sending to death?"

"I'm afraid that before you have marched ten miles, you will already be surrounded and suppressed by several battalions of troops."

"Lin'an City, I'm afraid you can't even see the shadow."

When Su Li heard this, his face was angry, and he reprimanded him very loudly, without leaving any emotion.

"It's imperative that we be prepared."

"How to break through the encirclement, how to evacuate Nanchu safely."

"That's the most important thing."

"It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

"The two thousand pioneer black camp is the last spark left by the prince."

"We have to do everything we can to keep them."

"DID YOU KNOW?"

"A spark can still start a prairie fire."

"The seed is not extinguished, and the future can be expected."

After a slight reprimand, Su Li carefully analyzed and said to him bit by bit.

"First of all, the four large battalions stationed around Lin'an City are the first shackles we must break through."

"Secondly, it is the border town on the border of the Southern Chu Quartet, which is the second shackle that we must break through."

"What the fate will be, although it is still unknown."

"However, if the two thousand soldiers of the black battalion work together, they will definitely be able to break through the layers of cages in one go."

"Once you get out of the Southern Chu realm, you can let the birds fly from now on."

Su Li spoke lightly, looked at Qin Shi, and told him one by one.

"Qin Shi knows his mistake, thank you Su Dadu for reminding me."

Hearing Su Li's words, Qin Shi was in a cold sweat. He also realized in an instant that he was a little too impulsive at this time.

"Qin Shi will go down and prepare."

"Go, get ready, we'll evacuate early."

Su Li waved his hand lightly and commanded him.

Looking at the back of Qin Shi who left the tent, Su Li frowned secretly.

In the big tent, only Su Li and Sun Xiyue were left. At this moment, Sun Xiyue was still buried in Su Li's arms, crying sadly.

"Hey."

Although he said this, in his heart, it was inevitable that he was still a little pessimistic.

If you want to break through the encirclement, how easy is it?

*

In Lin'an City, the people's homes are all spontaneously erected the spirit card of Sun Haoli, Prince Kang, thousands of households, a piece of cigarette smoke. Light three sticks of sandalwood and silently give him a ride.

From a distance, the city is a plain white color. On both sides of the street, white flags are hung high and daisies are scattered everywhere.

The faces of the people in the city were all difficult to hide their endless sadness.

The rain kept falling, as if it were alarming the heavens.

A tragic song played throughout Nanchu.