Yan Sui under the city retreated to his camp while kissing Wen Zhen, Pan Hang and others came up to answer, Wen Zhen put his arms around Yan Sui's neck and said softly: "Do you miss me?" ”

"I didn't really think about it. It's just that I can't sleep every day. ”

"I don't really think about it, I just dream of you every day."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Yan Sui asked, "Where did the medicine come from?" ”

Just now, Wen Zhen took medicine and cheated to death, and he was shocked for a moment, but then he reacted - Wen Zhen would not commit suicide in front of him.

Tang Xianzhi believed it at that moment because he thought in his heart that Wen Zhen and Yan Sui had a deep friendship, and Wen Zhen would kill himself because he didn't want to be a drag, but Yan Sui knew Wen Zhen better, and it was because he didn't want to hurt him that Wen Zhen would struggle hard for him in any difficult situation.

In this way, I thought of the strange medicine of the Mirror Flower Cave, which is the origin of the name of the Mirror Flower Cave.

His master has a deep relationship with Jinghuadong, and he also has a corresponding antidote, even if there is no antidote, it is nothing, and he will wake up after three days.

He couldn't wait.

Sure enough, Wen Zhen said: "Lan Yi gave it, saying that it was to congratulate us on the joy of marriage, no, what does she mean by giving such a medicine as a wedding gift?" ”

"Whatever she means, you won't pay attention to her anyway. This ice idiot did a decent thing this time. ”

Wen Zhen was in no mood to quarrel with him anymore, buried his head in his arms, Yan Sui wanted to pull her out, Wen Zhen stalked his neck, Yan Sui couldn't really work hard, and said helplessly after several failures: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Wen Zhen's voice came muffled: "I...... I didn't take good care of my mother...... I...... I didn't even manage to keep her ashes, and now Lin Shuai must have received them...... I can't think ......."

Yan Sui stroked her hair, his eyes far beyond the city wall, over the vertical and horizontal streets and the white marble square, and fell on the gorgeous cage, the clear light of the morning sun sprinkled on the thousands of roofs, but never illuminated the palace again.

The palace he had looked forward to, been sad, left, and finally chose to forget.

Although there is no happiness for him, it is also a palace that he will never forget for the rest of his life.

The fate of mother and son for more than 20 years only began in that late-night iron prison, but it also ended hastily in that late-night iron prison.

He wished that he would only remember the bloody hug of that night, and the wetness that fell on his neck, the mother and son in this life are shallow, and they wish to let go of each other in the next life.

The faint morning light flowed, as if the crystal light under his eyes flashed, but it was fleeting.

His hand was warmly on Wen Zhen's head, and his voice was calm: "Niangniang is too tired and bitter in this life, and now it can be regarded as a relief." It's not your fault. Cake, I just want you to be happy. ”

Wen Zhen slowly raised his head: "God really owes her ......"

"Why doesn't she owe anything to anyone? But it's all fate. She's a dashing person, so let her go in style. Yan Sui said softly, "I just thought that she committed suicide in front of you, how shocked and painful you should be at that moment." ”

Wen Zhen's heart trembled, thinking that such delicate words were used by his pride in the past, and it was impossible to say it, but listening to it at the moment, he only felt that he had mixed feelings, Yan Sui should have been this chic flying dragon for a long time, but in the end, he stayed in the world for her, and fought for everything he didn't like.

Only she is blessed.

Thinking about it like this, he felt sour again, hugged his waist tightly, and Yan Sui said again: "As for Lin Shuai...... Therefore, we must go to Tianjing as soon as possible to stabilize the situation before we can hurry back to Qingzhou. I'm worried that Zephan might still be a demon. ”

Wen Zhen nodded, and at this time, everyone gathered around, Wen Zhen turned his eyes to see that in the camp, Pan Hang heard that Tan Feng was close to Tan Feng and even the jackdaw, but there was only one missing.

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Yuanzhi, who was also dressed in vegetarian clothes, looked at her with tears in the crowd.

Wen Zhen's eyes also welled up with tears in an instant, and he stepped forward to hug her, and the two of them choked for a while when their heads touched their heads, but Zhou Yuanzhi immediately broke away from her, reached out and stroked her abdomen, and said softly: "Xiao Zhen, I heard that you have it again, congratulations...... Congratulations too. ”

Wen Zhen stared at her stomach in horror for a long time, and smiled with tears.

She said, "That's good. ”

……

The generals anxiously persuaded His Majesty to go back to heal and rest, but Tang Xianzhi ignored it, only bandaged the wounds, covered the blood-drenched robe with a cloak, slowly sat down on the city, and unfolded the scroll.

It was the booklet he left for Wen Zhen to let her write her wishes.

Back then, he and her once talked about how he used pamphlets to write his heart in a pamphlet to invite pets. Later, I also left a booklet for her, which was just a gift from my heart, and I didn't expect her to really write it, after all, she has been drifting away for many years.

The scroll unfolded, and he expected to see a new ink stain, but he didn't want the handwriting on the top to be clearly dated.

X-month-X, sunny

This line can't be counted as a diary, it can only be regarded as a record, because this is the day I first met Tang Xianzhi.

Although it is now a secret song with Yan Sui, people have some deep impressions, and the beauty is really unforgettable.

That day, when I looked at Tang Xianzhi through the stream, I thought that I saw the fairy falling into the mountains, how clear and beautiful it was.

I never thought that I would have a time in my life when I would hold a man's thigh.

I hope that life in Dongtang can always be clear and beautiful.

I also hope that the person I will never forget when I first see him will always be clear and beautiful.

……

Tang Xianzhi's fingers trembled slightly.

Although it was February, there was no spring at the head of the city, and the biting cold wind seemed to be like the arrow of Fang Cai, instantly piercing people to blood.

Many things are beautiful at the beginning, helpless in the process, and decisive in the end.

I'm sorry, but in the long road of drifting away, I finally let you see the truth behind the beauty.

On October X, it was cloudy

Tang Xianzhi begged His Majesty to be my wife, and His Majesty asked me what I meant.

I mean, I don't mean it, feudal dynasties, how can there be so many personal wills.

I want to live a good life, I want to live this life well, and some things don't have to be too obvious and too careful.

But Tang Xianzhi, you probably don't understand, no matter how sincere your emotions are, once they are mixed with the game of interests and power desires, they will not be pure.

Or you understand, but you refuse to let go, you hold the family with your left hand, and love with your right hand, and you think that you are so wise and can handle everything well, and you will be able to mix these two things well.

However, Tang Xianzhi is that most things in this world can be adjusted with wisdom, but only emotion cannot.

That is the truest, purest, and most undesecrated thing in the world, otherwise it is not worthy of love.

If you want me to make a wish.

I hope you will understand one day.

……

Wen Zhen, in fact, I already understood.

But you also have to understand that it is precisely because that emotion is the truest and purest, condensing the most persistent yearning of a lifetime, so it is not worthy of love if you can easily let it go.

……

X-month-X, sunny

Life on the island is short but beautiful.

The people you like and care about are around, and when you open your eyes, there is porridge and sweetness.

It's as if the previous storms and deceptions were just a mirage.

The only regret is probably that Shang Zuicicada is not there, and no one has drawn me riding a shark and dragging Yan Sui and Tang Xianzhi on the sea.

It's as cool as driving a motorboat and pulling two drug lords.

Tang Xianzhi is really an extremely delicate person, his warmth and thoughtfulness and down-to-earth spirit can really make every woman who yearns for a peaceful and loving life excited, following him is like following happiness, you never have to worry about no one to understand, no one to worry about housework, no one to appreciate makeup, no need to worry about giving affection in return. He can even help you haggle for groceries, and he knows how to light the lamp for ladies when he goes to the toilet. In modern times, he is a gentleman who is both noble and personable and does not mind taking care of everything for the lady.

It's much better than Yan Sui's dog-like megalomaniac.

But I still like Yan Sui.

On the beach in front, Yan Sui Tang Xianzhi Lin Feibai was building a house, and the three of them actually worked together, and the highest level of strength and beauty display came.

The sand is white, the water is blue, the sun is warm but not strong, and the shells under your feet are colorful.

The three men were all good-looking in the sun.

Make a wish.

I wish time stood still in this moment.

I want the beauty of this moment to live on forever.

……

Xiao Zhen.

I'm sorry, I can't help you with this wish anymore.

It is only now that I realize how arrogant and pathetic I was when I handed over this scroll.

I want to be the god who helps people make their wishes come true.

In the end, it was I who sank first.

……

X-month-X, sunny

In the No. 1 courtyard, looking at the things Tang Xianzhi left me, thinking about the moment when the volcano engulfed him, my pain was like a knife, and I only felt in a trance.

I hope it's a hoax.

I don't want it to be a hoax.

If this is all a scam, then Tang Xianzhi, you will live in a scam for the rest of your life, and you will be destined to spend your life in camps, for those illusory things that cannot be obtained. Your burden will become heavier and heavier, and you still think about the right hand of your left hand and the right hand of life, you pick it up everywhere, and in the end you ...... Exhaust yourself alive.

I'm not sure what you want, but I always feel that what you really want in your heart is never that, or you haven't thought about what you want, but why can't you try to think about it?

……

Wen Zhen, during this time, I ...... I've been thinking about it.

Especially that night, when I led the troops to rush into the palace, I saw you kneeling in the rain for the first time, facing the corpse of Concubine De, and the eyes that were dazed and shocked and couldn't accept the pain, and since that night, they have always been hovering in my dreams.

I also saw Emperor Yongyu's head rolling around in the rain, his eyes were always staring in the direction of Concubine De, that life's love and hate entanglement, and he didn't want to give up until he died?

Emperor Yongyu must have loved and loved Concubine De, but he was unwilling to give up his desire for power and everything he wanted, so he chose to give up what he loved and all human feelings.

I...... Is it becoming more and more like him?

……

X/X, snow

The hunch was finally confirmed.

But the joy of wishing has long been gone.

You have mixed feelings and mixed feelings, how I wish you had escaped from the crater, and how I don't want it to be a hoax.

I'm not angry at the tears I shed and the feelings I was played, I just feel sorry for you, Tang Xianzhi, if this can be fake, how can I trust you if you want me in this life?

You say you can't bear it.

But Yan Sui and I fell off the cliff, were hunted down, and were injured, all the way thanks to the Tang family.

You keep hurting me, letting me go, hurting me again, like a ridiculous cycle.

Actually, I can understand your thoughts, you have to complete your plans and goals, but you don't want me to die.

As a person who has been hurt and benefited at the same time, I have no position to make an objective evaluation of your actions, I only know that if it were me, I would never be you.

Make a wish.

Tang Xianzhi, may you live a simpler life.

……

Xiao Zhen.

In fact, I have made a decision all my life, but in your affairs, wandering endlessly, like the clock outside the ocean, swinging back and forth, always unable to cross your distance.

That's just because my heart has always fallen only on you.

……

On the day of the X month, there are stars

On the Five Peaks Mountain, you lose.

It is not lost in wisdom, but only in trust. You and Yi Ming lack trust after all.

Yi Ming is actually very good, I think you can be a pair of confidants.

The song you played was very beautiful and beautiful, but at that moment, Yan Sui and I finally walked together.

In the future, we will also have a song of our own, he composed the music, I wrote the lyrics, there is no need to pass it down for thousands of years, we just need to love each other.

Tang Xianzhi, the air in Wufeng Mountain is very good, the starlight is very bright, and the thieves in the rivers and lakes are actually very cute, don't trample on the iron hooves of this clear water and green mountains, and stain the mountains with blood, okay?

Make a wish.

May you see all the good things around you as soon as possible, and walk all over the green mountains before you are old.

……

Xiao Zhen.

Some people are good, but they are not what I want.

What I wanted, she smiled in the arms of the other.

Perhaps, this is the punishment that God has given me.

……

X-month-X, sunny

Iron Pillar, are you here?

Am I really blind?

Your acting skills are really good, but I'm not bad either.

Everywhere you have to mix it up, just as I will tear you down everywhere.

The scenery of Liushan is more beautiful than Wufeng Mountain, Iron Pillar, there is a chance to drop everything and take a closer look.

……

Xiao Zhen.

I wish I could have this opportunity again.

……

X-month-X, sunny

Tang Xianzhi, is the blood of the people of Huzhou easy to suck?

Your Tang family is like a cancer, entrenched in Huzhou for all these years, at this time, still refuse to let go?

You dig a hole at this end of the grain depot to steal grain, I dig a hole at the other end of the grain depot to steal grain, you are a rat, I am a grain grabber who maintains the harvest, which seems to indicate that we will always stand opposite each other in this life, and go against each other.

Tell me, don't you really feel tired, don't you feel regretful?

That night I was in the fire of Fengbaocang, and I heard the sound of the piano on the river, so ethereal and clear, and the sound of immortals outside the world.

You should have been born in the red dust, but you always entered the world with tricks and clouds.

Aren't you tired of dragging the Tang family's group of pig teammates with different minds and intrigues forward?

It is said that the fairy sound of the world should not be stained with red dust and dirty, and over the years, I have heard more and more heavy depression and exhaustion from your music.

Do you hear that?

……

Xiao Zhen.

I hear it.

I'm a piano player, but I can't live up to the most beautiful music theory in the world.

Once the hand plucking the strings plucks people's hearts, and once the fingers of the piano manipulate the hidden instrument, those music are just the sound of the turbidity.

……

X month X day, rain

Mu Zhi died.

I don't know about her life and her tragic life until today.

It's impossible not to know, then, what do you think?

You condone and protect her, clean up the mess for her, and treat her harshly than ordinary people, and do not pamper her. I used to think that the relationship between your brother and sister was too indifferent, but now I think, if you are too good to her, but it is creepy, your feelings must be complicated, even if you don't think she is a sister, but I also hope that she can live this life well.

She must want you to live this life well, too.

The Tang family has already sacrificed too many people, and this is a huge ship destined to drag everyone into the water.

The ship was old, decayed, old, and many of its parts were scattered, and the sailors had not been beaten by the wind and waves, and they seemed to dominate the sea, but in fact it only took a storm to completely destroy it.

It's impossible for you, the one at the helm, not to understand what kind of ship this is.

Hope you get off the boat soon.

……

Xiao Zhen.

The storm is coming.

And I'm still on the boat.

……

X-month-X, sunny

This will be the last record I will write on this scroll.

You gave me this scroll to make me make all my wishes, but I knew in my heart that these wishes were destined to be unfulfilled from a long time ago.

And in the heavy rain that night, when you walk up to me, this scroll is over.

Most of my wishes in the previous diaries were related to you, and at this moment, I will make my last wish.

I hope that the Dongtang Haiyan River will be clear, no one will invade my frontier, loyal ministers and good generals will be safe, and the people will be harmonious and healthy.

I hope that Jun Moxiao is still by my side, Lin Feibai has never died in battle, Zhou Yuanzhi has hugged a man, Tang Muzhi has married a wishful man, and the single order is still a big commonplace, Xie Zhizhi can see his mother again.

I hope that the love book is unfinished, and love and righteousness are as long as water.

I am willing to get rid of this plan and calculation with Yan Sui from now on, travel in the mountains and seas, and put it on the white deer and green cliff.

I hope that in this vast world, the royal family looks down on all beings; I hope that in this vast red dust, there will be no family overpowering people. I would like those who fight for power to die of power, and I want those who are loyal to the people to not need a monument, as long as they live the best in my eyes.

Tang Xianzhi.

This is my last, only wish.

……

The scroll fell lightly to the ground, and then picked up by a pair of bloodstained hands, Tang Xianzhi slowly rolled the scroll, and then placed it in the nearest place to the centrifugal mouth.

Xiao Zhen.

I know.

……

He raised his eyes, and under the city, the flying stones of the trebuchet drew countless sharp arcs in the air, and the cannon fire spit out countless dazzling sparks in the black barrel.

The final siege began.

……

On the first day of the second month of the first year of Taishi, Yiwang Yansui led an army of nearly 200,000 people, all the way through the state and county, and besieged Tianjing.

After Yan Sui arrived, he took advantage of the Tang army to go out of the city to meet the battle, and flanked from behind, causing the Tang army to suffer heavy losses and had to urgently shrink back to the city, and began a long siege battle.

History is always strikingly similar, just as the Tang and Yi coalition forces attacked Huzhou fiercely before, and now the Tang army in Tianjing City has been attacked.

Emperor Taishi never went down to the city.

On the first day of the siege, the extremely fierce artillery fire of Yan Sui's elite soldiers gave the Tang army a ferocious blow, and what was even more fatal was Yan Sui's beheading team, those who were full of organs were extraordinarily light and swift, and their individual combat strength was worth hundreds of people, and under the cover of artillery fire, their success rate in climbing the city wall was much greater than that of ordinary soldiers.

But they also failed to climb the city walls in the first place.

On the one hand, all the swordsmen of Xiaolou were guarding the city wall, and with it, it was Emperor Taishi himself at the head of the city and set up a large array of musical instruments.

One person in a formation.

Qin, Zheng, Ruan, Pipa, Yueqin, Gonghou, Xiao, Flute, Meteor, Sheng, Drum, Cymbal, Gong, Ringwood, Bang Bell, Banhu, Erhu, Suona, Chime...... and even the rare shakuhachi, the, the snail flute, the bau, the bark pull pipe, the bamboo horn...... From ancient times to the present, from the Han nationality to the foreign race, the light qin has the dulcimer, the single string, the liuqin, the three strings, etc., the flute has the pan flute and the phoenix flute, the ruan is divided into the big ruan and the small ruan, the drum is divided into the row drum plate drum, the copper drum and the big and small drum elephant foot drum, and the bell is divided into chime, the chime, the chime, the hook...... All kinds of musical instruments, many people have never seen in their lives, dozens of large and small, large and small, set up a vast array on the city.

And Tang Xianzhi sat cross-legged in the middle of the large array of musical instruments.

The chimes are furthest away, the stringed plucked instruments are in a circle, the bamboo wind instruments are suspended overhead in a line, and the percussion instruments are in a circle outside the stringed plucked instruments, which are also high and low like a wall.

No one in this world can play these many instruments at one time, when the city and the city were dumbfounded at the beginning, and thought that a band should be arranged, but Tang Xian sat alone, his sleeves flew out, and he opened this huge group of one-person solo instruments with a loud sound of chimes.

The bell rang for the first time, and the decapitators who had already climbed up at the head of the city fell together.

The bell begins, full of melancholy, like a towering army, cloaked in stubbornness, wearing stars and moon on the head of the city.

When the hosts of the city looked up, they saw that the sky was surging, and the high wall seemed to be tilted and pressed down.

Immediately the sound of the piano started, ringing in the sound of the chime, bright and high-pitched and harmonious and smooth, Tang Xian's city head stroked the qin, the black background of the yellow dragon pattern cloak rolled up, hit the bronze chime. There was a strong wind on the city wall, as if there was a transparent sound wave flowing, and where it passed, the cloud ladder that the Yan Sui army had finally built broke down and fell into the dust.

And the brave Changchuan Army has been personally led by Yi Renli, stepping on special wall boots, pulling the hook, and crawling to the top of the city wall, Yi Renli jumped up in mid-air, and his sleeves waved his sword like snow to Tang Qing.

But at this time, Tang Xianzhi got up with his push and raised his hand, I don't know when his ten fingers have already put on a ring like a wrench, there is more than one flexible silk thread on the ring, some of the silk threads have hooks, some fall with jade beads, some are sharp like three edges, and some are round like small hammers.

With a wave of his ten fingers, the silk threads straightened together, and they were struck on different musical instruments in an orderly manner, the gong cymbals of the falling beads were struck, the copper drums of the hammers were beaten, the three-stringed erhu pipa was plucked with hooks, and the three-edged ones passed through the Ruan Sezheng ...... And between the flicking of his fingers, some of the silk threads were still straight, and some of the silk threads suddenly became soft, hooking and winding, like countless hands carrying flickering light and shadow plucking strings, and those angular jade beads played different notes on those strings.

While Tang Xian was distracted by these many musical instruments, he pursed his lips and whistled, but the whistle was silent, just condensed into a slender wind, which swept over the hanging flute pipes above in turn, and passed through the holes that implied the truth of music, and then emitted all kinds of faint, bright, melodious, or low tones.

And his flying sleeves, fluttering ribbons, and even his hair swept by the wind can hit those gongs, drums, chimes and bells according to a certain rhythm, making a clear and loud sound.

So at the same time, bells, drums, various pianos, flutes, and flutes rang at the same time, hitting and plucking and playing and pulling the strings! And these notes are many but not chaotic, smooth as water, and the rhythm is harmonious, and it becomes a beautiful and gorgeous and magnificent tune!

Up and down the city, the crowd was silent again, and even the attack was temporarily stopped.

Everyone looked up at the city, their eyes amazed.

Tang Xianzhi is on the head of Tianjing City, under the high sky, raising his sleeves and flying silk, and his gestures are all Huayin, although there is no sword weapon, it has also become a killing dance in the city.

The immortals, who are really like the musical instruments in the world, descend from the clouds, just to let the world watch a miraculous performance.

And the most direct feeling is the change of people who have just grabbed the city.

This wave of music dozens of instruments together, it is like a climax, although the waves are soft and rolling, but endless, in the sound of Shao music, Yi Renli's knife is about to enter Tang Qing's chest at the moment he feels that the city is sinking and flying, the huge invisible power is surging wave by wave, first push the knife away gently, the tone suddenly turns weird, the flute pipe falls shakuhachi appears at this moment, and then Yi Renli feels that the power suddenly pushes his chest, he leans back and retreats sharply, the song turns majestic, the bell and drum are clear, the sound of heaven and earth, and the power is like a mountain in an instant, Pressed down, Yi Ren was unsteady on his feet, and fell down the city wall, he threw out the hook, but the hook broke silently in the sound of the piano, and the music and power followed him like a shadow, easily dissolving all his means of self-help, and vowing to push him down in waves...... If it weren't for Yan Sui's timely action, Yi Renli would have become the first senior general to die in this war.

Waiting for Yi Renli to finally stand firm under the support of Yan Sui, looking up at the city, his face had been whitened.

And all the sergeants who watched this scene saw this process more clearly, and they were even more shocked.

A miracle that cannot be achieved by manpower.

Among the people present, Miss Zhou Yuanzhi's daughter had the most common rhythm, so her expression was also the most trance-like, and she suddenly murmured: "Poetry and words, songs and words, sound and eternal, rhythm and harmony, eight tones and harmony, heaven and earth, gods and men are together." ”

Wen Zhen also sighed beside her: "The gold and stone are moved, the silk and bamboo are moved, the poems are used, the songs are chanted, the declarations are announced, the tiles are praised, and the leather and wood are used for the festival......"

This is the highest level of music, but the world has never expected one person to do it.

Zhou Yuanzhi said: "Where did he come from!" ”

Wen Zhen smiled bitterly: "I think so." ”

Zhou Yuanzhi looked at her in amazement, and Wen Zhen was silent. At the beginning, he was on Wufeng Mountain, but he didn't mean to say it casually, who knew that Tang Xianzhi had really done it.

Before opening a small building on the Black Lake, she thought it was the extreme, but she didn't think that Tang Xianzhi was deeply hidden.

Once again, she regretted that she should have shut up before the smart people, some points are too much for ordinary people, but for the most intelligent people, they may be the key to unlocking the treasure house.

After a while, she breathed a long sigh of relief and muttered, "Fortunately, only he can ......"

A group of people can be called a whimsical idea, and if this whimsy is really put into practice, there is only one Tang Xian in the world.

It's a challenge to play so many instruments at the same time, but it's almost impossible to remember the tune that each instrument should play and work it together perfectly.

It takes a brain, which is as precise as a computer.

Only his intelligence, coupled with the ability of everyone to master all kinds of musical instruments, can be so beautiful and harmonious, and the gods and men can be combined.

If everyone in the Tang family really has this ability, then she and Yan Sui turned around from this city as soon as possible.

The long song is endless, or graceful, or elegant, or brisk, or sad, like flowing water, Wen Zhen listened and listened, and his eyes moistened slightly.

It's like a life that meets and clutches along the way.

However, such a beautiful tune is also like this life, always hiding murderous intentions.

I saw him go up to the high city, and I saw him fall into the high city.

Under Tang Xianzhi's musical instrument array, three groups of people attacked the city in a row, all of which were attacked by sound waves, and the sound waves were like Tang Xianzhi's tunes, with waves and waves, changing thousands of times, and there was no trace. Sometimes like a huge wave swooping down layer by layer, sometimes like a ghost out of nowhere, sometimes like a sharp sword slashing down, sometimes like ten thousand arrows flying invisibly...... None of the three groups could go to the city for the first time.

And the moat of Tianjing City is particularly wide, and in such a short period of time after the Tang army entered the city, it also carried out measures such as repairing the city wall, thickening the city gate, sealing loopholes, etc., even if the weapons under Yan Sui are particularly sophisticated, it is difficult to break through from a distance.

What's more, Tianjing originally had nine gates, but after Yan Sui approached Tianjing, Tang Xianzhi had already ordered to build walls in front and behind the Tianjing City Gate, and the city walls were thickened and heightened, and the remaining eight gates were blocked. The whole wall of the covered city is an inward slope, which is very difficult to climb, and climbing up is to give people heads. And the main city tower of Xiaolou swordsman did not leave one, and all of them were distributed in the other eight city gates, each gate for a while, and easily harvested people's heads.

If the posture was unsuccessful, he became a benevolent, and if he could not repel the enemy, he died in the city with the people of Tianjing.

The Gyeonggi battalion, which was responsible for the rest of the city gate attacks, suffered extremely heavy losses after several rounds of siege, and simply withdrew from the place of one shot, waiting for the main city gate Yansui to break the city.

One person, one song, defend the whole city.

After three sieges, Yan Sui ordered a temporary halt to the siege.

The army rested on the spot.

Wen Zhen looked at Tang Xianzhi at the head of the city from afar, and he could see from a distance that the man's face was like snow.

……

In Tianjing City, the strictest control policy is now in place.

Everyone is not allowed to move around casually, and they are not allowed to meet in restaurants and teahouses, and all businesses are suspended from practice, and Lian Qinglou is ordered to close temporarily. Only one person per household is allowed to go out for half an hour every day to solve the daily needs nearby.

Everyone was locked up in their homes, eliminating the possibility of collusion and being used to incite trouble.

This made the small number of lurking Yan Sui's dark lines have no chance to make a move.

Tang Xianzhi was very desperate, he issued such an order, and only used one means - pushed a few patients with smallpox to swagger through the market, saying that smallpox infection had started somewhere in Tianjing, and even if he stood opposite the patient, he could be infected with smallpox and there was no cure.

With this alone, the people of Tianjing automatically confined themselves in.

Now only the army and the Tang family are walking on the streets.

The entire Tang family is very large, and there are tens of thousands of in-laws and families attached to the side branches of the lineage. After the siege of Tianjing, except for the people who held military positions and guarded the walls of the city, most of the old and weak women and children lived in Lankangfang, which was close to the imperial city.

After the large array of musical instruments at the head of the city played, a group of red-clothed men entered Lankang Fang, carrying countless carriages.

Immediately, there was a faint commotion in Lankangfang, and after a period of chaos, people gradually came out, carrying burdens, helping the old and the young, and getting into the carriage in turn.

Those who got into the carriage drove the carriage and ran to the palace, and the carriage went directly to the prince's east palace, and those people entered the main hall.

And then it didn't come out.

These batches of people came out, and batches of people were sent out, and they were busy for two days and two nights before they were sent away.

So far, it has been three days and three nights.

Tang Xianzhi played alone and stuck to the city.

Three days later, at the moment when Yan Sui ordered the troops to retire and recuperate, Tang Xianzhi pushed the piano and got up, the piano rotated in mid-air, and there was a burst of whirlwind sound, the timbre was gorgeous, which attracted everyone to be awe-inspiring, so no one saw that behind the piano, Tang Xian's mouth of blood sprayed all over the Jiaowei piano.

There is only Yan Sui under the city, staring at the whirling qin, as if he wants to see the person hidden behind the body of the qin.

Wen Zhen asked softly beside him: "We have lost a lot, do we want to ......?"

Yan Sui will never attack the city without a plan, the key depends on whether he is willing to invest some more sacrifices.

Yan Sui glanced at her, and at this moment, Wen Zhen suddenly felt that his eyes were slightly scrutinizing, as if he wanted to check her mood at the moment. After a while, Yan Sui said: "Why waste manpower and material resources. and hang him. ”

He stared at the head of the city, saw the Tang family's army standing all over the city, and said softly: "As long as his ambition is finally reaped, I am willing to give him a chance, because he also deserves my respect...... As long as there is a certain extinction of what should be extinct, then it will do. ”

……

Another siege began.

The large sound waves were endless, and there seemed to be no sign of exhaustion.

But this time Yan Sui changed his attack method.

No longer send decapitators, no more brave charges, not even siege equipment such as chariots and stones, only choose the best light skills, the quickest movements, the most responsive warriors, with the cooperation of archers and crossbow archers, to climb the city as fast as possible.

After landing in the city, he didn't force himself to enter the city, and rode on the wall to slash twice, but before the Tang army could pounce to block it, the Yan army had already slipped off the wall.

Some of the more cunning ones popped up on the wall, stabbed them with their spears on their backs and closed their eyes, and then turned around and went down the wall.

No one threw gunpowder bullets, of course, because gunpowder bullets were precious, but also because those bullets could be pushed out by the sound waves before they even landed, and it was difficult to blow them up on themselves.

The people who climbed up to the city seemed to come to the city for a moment, and they walked away, and the wolves of the Tang Army rushed to this side and that, like a whack-a-mole.

But for Tang Xianzhi, he couldn't stop because of these people's tentative attacks. He knew that if he stopped, a tentative attack would turn into a real attack, and the gunpowder bullets in his pocket would blow the city over.

He still waved his hands and eyes, his posture was like a fairy, and there was a high voice above the city. The corners of his white lips showed a slight wry smile.

Yan Sui saw his thoughts, so he obviously had the strength to spare, but he still had to use this way to deal with him.

He's going to consume him.

and not to damage their own soldiers.

He saw that this great array was very draining, and he wanted him to never stop in this city.

In this way, it will not be impossible to explain to Wen Zhen.

He didn't want to be any mental barrier between him and Wen Zhen.

He became more peaceful, but more cruel. He even had to erase the possibility of leaving him with guilt in Wen Zhen's heart.

But......

He's actually overthinking.

Wen Zhen treated him more cruelly than Yan Sui.

Tang Xianzhi lowered his eyes, his fingertips were endless, and the immortal man roared.

Quietly swallowed the fishy sweetness that surged back in his throat again.

At this moment, the people of the family should have almost arrived at the city gate, right?

……

Day 3.

Yan Sui shot down the Tang character banner raised at the head of the city.

This time, Sonic failed to reach the heights and stop the ferocious arrow.

The broken shaft of the arrow smashed on the head of the city, and the calculation was accurate, and it did not hurt anyone, but it smashed most of the hanging wind instruments, and half of the shaft of the arrow was propped up on the inward wall.

The graceful and magnificent music lost a part, and there was a brief pause, and then Tang Xianzhi continued, still flowing smoothly, and there was nothing wrong with it. If you listen closely, you can tell that the piece has been modified, but there is no trace of it.

This ability to make temporary modifications is amazing again.

Tang Xianzhi closed his eyes and silently swallowed a mouthful of fishy sweetness.

……

The downed banner caused panic among the people in the city.

Some of the Tang generals guarding the city looked at each other, and a bad premonition appeared in their hearts.

Suddenly, someone rushed over and said, "Oh no, our family is missing!" ”

Everyone changed color in unison.

……

In the simple tunnel, the Tang family walked with difficulty.

As Wen Zhen guessed, Emperor Yongyu hollowed out half of the imperial city as his lair, but with his caution, it was impossible not to dig a tunnel leading to the outside of the city.

The tunnel is in the East Palace of the Prince, the location of the East Palace is closest to the city gate, and it is not far from the Xiuhua Palace. According to Emperor Yongyu's plan that night, when he came out of Xiuhua Palace, there was a discord, and he could go out of the palace from the East Palace at any time.

After Tang Xianzhi occupied the palace, according to the location of the palace, he selected several palaces that were relatively closest to the city gates, searched them one by one, and finally found this tunnel.

The mighty Tang family walked underground.

There were a small number of Tang family soldiers and swordsmen escorting them, Tang Xianzhi couldn't evacuate too many people, and even the Tang family's high-level leaders were asked to go to the city - Tang Xianzhi believed that Yan Sui knew everything, and once he found out that a large number of high-level and high-level masters were transferred, the Tang family would suffer the most ferocious blow.

He would not allow the main force of the Tang family to escape.

All the men in the upper city are targets for this group of old and weak women and children.

Including himself.

The high-rise buildings at the head of the city have a song, and thousands of silk strings do sword dances, but for the sake of power and profit, the century-old family has returned to nothingness.

……

That night, the Gyeonggi battalion lost its morale in another futile and ferocious counterattack and withdrew its troops early.

In the middle of the night, in the murmuring water of the moat, countless people wrapped in sheepskin bubbles appeared in the water, and then quietly got on the prepared raft, crossed the overgrown waters, and carefully and quickly headed towards the outskirts of Beijing.

When the long procession finally left the camping area of the Gyeonggi camp safely, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

Nobody knows.

On the hillside not far from the moat, in the small forest, the four guards with men and horses stood quietly, staring at the moat in the dark.

They looked at them all and counted them all.

During this period, the Japanese made several gestures to the Chinese and asked if they wanted to alarm the Gyeonggi Daying.

Chinese has stood for a long time.

He saw the old man staggering in the procession, the woman holding the baby, the delicate girl, and the frightened child.

Suddenly, I remembered that the girl back then, walking on the side of the road, saw the old man who fell and would help, and saw the child would touch their head and give them a piece of candy.

He waved his hand gently.

Japanese is a little unwilling, let the tiger return to the mountain, what should I do if there are hidden dangers in the future?

Chinese stared at the darkness ahead, like staring at a dream that could never be touched, and after a long time, he said softly: "Your Highness said, it should be a reward for Tang Xianzhi's failure to collude with Xifan to send troops behind his back...... And if we make a move, Lord Wen...... And her, will be unhappy. ”

Flowing water soup soup under the moonlight.

There were sparkling marks under his eyes.

……

After the Chinese and others left.

The swordsman of Xiaolou, who was hidden in the crowd, walked out.

If someone really makes a move, they will also have a trick to break the net and end up together.

Thankfully not.

The swordsmen kowtowed in the direction of the city, then turned and set out on the long way.

……

Day 5.

Tang Xianzhi looked out of the city.

The old and young of the family have left the city, and they will rush to Xichuan as quickly as possible, and they should have arrived in Zhongzhou by now.

You'll have to hold on for a few more days and go as far as you can. Otherwise, once the city is broken, even if Wen Zhen is willing to let it go, the Gyeonggi camp and the suppressed old ministers of the old dynasty are not willing.

Suddenly there was a boom, and it sounded behind him.

His fingertips flicked, but at this moment, his throat was sweet, and his movements slowed down.

A section of the inner city wall suddenly fell, not much, just a few bricks and stones, but it happened to hit the row of bell chimes, the chimes fell to the ground with a bang, and Ding Lingdang rang a loud sound.

Another voice is missing.

------Off topic------

Tomorrow should be the finale.

Because of the author's personal IQ defects in this book, there are several places that cannot be scrutinized, one is time, the second is place, and the third is age. Speaking about people involves digital orientation, so don't take it seriously. If you want to spell a map, if you want to calculate the corresponding time of four books, and if you have doubts about your age, it is best to be the author of dementia.

Among them, the casual age should have been older, but because he was trapped by the setting for ten years, and he was reluctant to be separated from Yan Sui Wenzhen for too long, he changed it to a smaller one, so everyone just took a look.

I'm afraid that everyone will waste time in these aspects, so I hereby remind you.

n.