The one hundred and twentieth episode of the Fuxi Emperor's daughter supporting the grass and trees

"It can be the head of a hundred flowers, and the natural heaven gives him yellow clothes" Huang Yi turned around, never expected that he was buried in the hands of his own nephew, he opened his eyes widely, took out a withered chrysanthemum from his arms, raised it to his nephew's sword, and said the last words of his life: "If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will bloom with the peach blossoms." ”

"What does he mean," Zhixi didn't even have a question, she was just surprised that such a rough-looking man would chant poetry before he died.

"Uncle has little poetic talent," his nephew blindly wanted to ask for credit to redeem his life, and he said nothing: "This is the chrysanthemum sentence he gave when he was five years old." ”

"Does that mean anything?" When he saw that the thief had been killed, he asked, "But do you have the secret words of raising troops?" ”

"His ambition is not relieved," said the nephew, drawing his sword from his chest, "not a codeword. ”

"Do you have any other soldiers?" Zhixi asked.

"The girl embroiders and weaves by hand, and she can gather us in a net, and you don't know where we have soldiers?" The nephew who devoured his uncle with his own hands, replied.

"An unfaithful and unfilial son like you," Wei Ruo choked him by the throat and said, "I have come to take your life on behalf of the king of Hades." ”

"The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor" That nephew is greedy for life and afraid of death, otherwise he would not have stabbed his relatives. Therefore, before he was forced deeply, he had already confessed: "Chang'an City is full of golden troops. Uncle is just sitting in Chenzhou, according to his words, that is, that is, that is, strategizing, winning thousands of miles away. I'm all, all, spare my life. ”

If he let go of him, Zhixi used mixed yuan silk to tie him up for the future use of Chang'an to find soldiers.

"Put down the butcher's knife and don't kill," Zhixi said to the remaining golden soldiers. Those soldiers, who were already grass soldiers, had a saying, 'capture the thief and capture the king', and when they saw that Huang Yi had been killed, they did not do a senseless struggle, and they abandoned their weapons and knelt on the ground.

Those people of Chenzhouyi, seeing that Zhixi had a big calamity for them, also knelt on the ground to thank them, and when it rained.

"Girl, my house is close to here, when you get home, let's hide from the rain first." The old man who had been torn off a sleeve before, with a bare arm, said Charity and Zhixi.

The old man Chai Men Penghu reminded Zhixi of Gouyu Village, the remnants of Jing Zhixi's house are broken and ruined, the same courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the same soil embryo is washed into mud by the rain, flowing in the courtyard, after Jing Zhixi grew up, she had been to the old house of the Jing family, and the dilapidated scene was engraved in her mind.

She followed the old man and the old woman into the house, but inside the house, it did not seem to be a place to shelter from the rain, it was raining heavily outside, and it was also raining heavily inside the house. The old woman still kindly took out the broken bedding at home and wanted to cover Zhixi, saying, "You can cover the rain." ”

"This is? Can I shelter from the rain? Zhixi looked at the broken bedding in the old woman's hand, maybe it had been used to block the wind and rain before, and it had been tattered to reveal the black and moldy cotton wool that was as hard as an iron block, and couldn't help it, tears flowed from her eyes, and she groaned to herself: "The cloth has been as cold as iron for many years. There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are like hemp and have not been broken. The people of the world are not even as good as the plants and trees in the courtyard. Plants and trees can still grow freely through the sun, rain and dew, but what about people? ”

As she spoke, with a flick of her sleeves, the old man's ruined house had become a wooden house that no longer leaked.

"Fairy Mercy!" The old man and the old woman, I have never seen a real fairy in my life, and when I see the foreground, isn't it only a fairy who can do it, kneeling on the ground, old tears are horizontal, a handful of snot and tears.

Zhixi left, and the soldiers who surrendered followed her, mighty, like Mulan, she became a little red tassel in the green bushes. She helped Chenzhouyi's leaky dilapidated houses to be repaired before rushing to Chang'an.

"Don't waste any more energy," Wei Ruo couldn't bear to see her so tired, and said: "Everyone has their own creation, you can help in case you can, but you can't help in case you can." The world is so big, and it is not only the people of Chenzhouyi who suffer. You should first recite the Doctrine of Rest, and in a few days, you will arrive. ”

Zhixi didn't say anything, when she arrived in Chang'an City, the scene of 'the city's pearls, household surplus Luoqi, and competition for luxury and luxury' was dizzying. and Chenzhou Yi cannibalism, and it seems to be separated from heaven and earth. Zhixi looked at the sky of Chang'an and didn't know how to sigh.

Fenglin Island. Unitary time.

"Miss Zhixi, she has left Chenzhouyi and gone to Chang'an." A merman held the silk and said to Lihe.

"Chang'an Bing Butu," Lihe said, and gave another raw silk to the merman, "You go and give it to her." ”

"The son never sleeps, he works hard, Zhanlu, Turbidity, Qingjian, these fox holy weapons, they are also given to the girl" Shark said: "The girl may not have received your love, since you have this power, why don't you go and try it yourself." ”

"I'm a waste god," Lihe said: "I don't have the heart to win or lose, only Zhixi is still competitive." She is a grassy body, humble and subservient, living under people all her life, and always willing to fight for the top, but she is not the opponent of those gods, demons and immortals, only by gathering the power of the world, can she give it a go, if she can fight for the weakest human beings in the Six Realms, fight for dignity, it is not in vain for me to bother with planning for her. ”

He walked to the window, and saw a slight entrance to the fire, a star and five gates. He crossed his hands, drew a gossip out of thin air, attached it to the raw silk that had just been handed over to the merman, and said, "Go quickly." The merman disappeared into the night.

Chang'an City. and Fenglinzhou, the same age, the same month, at the same time, the same wind and moon. It's just that one big is hidden in the court, and a small is hidden in the wild.

Zhixi was walking, a jade ribbon, like a scroll, page by page, layer upon layer, and wrapped around her wrist, she could see clearly, it was the detailed map of the Golden Army's deployment in Chang'an.

"He's saving your energy," Wei Ruo also saw it clearly, and understood the intention of leaving: "You don't need to set up your own array to visit them one by one." ”

"It's hard for him," Zhixi only said this, and then changed the topic: "We will break them one by one and collect them for use." ”

As she was talking, a gossip appeared on the silk that rolled up her arm, and the gossip attracted all the golden armies from all directions on the formation map, like a tide, sweeping from all sides.

"He gave you this formation diagram, but he didn't need you to look for it, and gathered all those troops for you," Wei Ruo looked at the surging generals, took a step back, and made a posture of battle: "It can be seen that he drew this diagram just to let you know where they came from, so that you can have a guard." ”

"Why bother?" Zhixi muttered and felt uneasy: "Thinking about it to the smallest and smallest, does it make me feel that I owe you more and more?" Besides, I have the power to protect myself, and you have not wasted your efforts. ”

She was about to make a battle posture like Weiruo, but the gossip covered the surging golden soldiers like a cover. is gone, but even the strength to protect herself can't stop her. He worked hard to collect military reports and make this picture, just to protect her, without the slightest damage.

"The clouds and trees surround the embankment, the angry waves roll the frost and snow, and the sky is endless." On the gossip, the voice of detachment echoed, which was addressed to the 100,000 soldiers who were trapped: "Er's troops plundered in all directions, from Henan, Xu, Ru, Tang, Deng, Meng, Zheng, Bian, Cao, Xu, Yan and other dozens of states, and suffered from your poison. Angered by the Fuxi Emperor, he went down to the mortal world to hold it, if he could put down the butcher knife and become his command, he would not be killed. ”

The voice, like a spell that could disturb people's nerves, shook these soldiers, and they had a splitting headache, and they all unarmed themselves and pleaded in unison: "I am willing to die for the command of the fairy." "Swear to die" "Swear to die" wanders in the air. Then, the gossip disappeared.

"Li Tang Clan, why are so many people betraying their relatives?" Zhixi looked at the soldiers who were all over the mountains and fields, like growing weeds, and couldn't help sighing: "The world is as thin as a veil for many years, who made the horseback rider Jinghua." ”

"Emperor Xi only cares about playing, and doesn't care about the people's livelihood," a leader said: "Everyone is like a mustard, if you can't eat, you can't survive." Since the fairy is the daughter of the Fuxi Emperor, if we can get rid of this maggot emperor in the world, we are willing to surrender, and there is no disobedience. ”

"Okay," Zhi Xi responded.

It was night, and the army was in the wilderness, sleeping in the open. In the early morning of the next day, Zhixi turned into a flower seller, and entered Chang'an City through Mu Jian. Exactly: Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alley. Along the way, the dwarf paper obliquely walked and made grass, one shook his body, and arrived at the Wude Palace, but he saw that the emperor Li Yi, who was supposed to sit in the court and listen to the government, was hugging the beauty, and the fine milk play in the sunny window was tea, and he tasted the tea cup and watched the palace people bow to the play, that posture, elegant and easy.

"It seems that it is not in vain for you." Seeing this situation, Zhixi was unbridled, knowing that this person was really unworthy of the responsibility of people's livelihood, even if she took his life, she would not yield to him, she squatted down, lifted an apricot blossom, and put it between his nose. Then Li Yi was killed.

"Your Majesty!" "Your Majesty!" The concubine next to her shook the still interested Yu Zong, but unfortunately, he couldn't hear this soft voice anymore, only an apricot blossom floating in the air.

A moment later, the imperial doctor hurriedly came to the consultation. At another moment, the death knell began: "In the forty-six hundred and eighty-eighth year of the world, the first year of Wende in the world, the emperor fell ill and died!" ”

The apricot blossoms are still in the residual wind, swaying with the wind, chanting in the air: plain clothes do not sigh in the dust, and they can reach home in Qingming.

At this point, all the soldiers surrendered and followed Zhixi and went to the road of Xiuxun.

"Childe, you already know," summoned the merman back to Fenglinzhou, and asked Lihe: "Why do you still say to the world that Miss Zhixi is the daughter of Emperor Fuxi?" ”

"She suffered too much from unnecessary displacement because she was mistaken for the daughter of Bai Zhi," Lihe said: "Now, why can't she only receive the favor of the 'Fuxi Emperor' once." ”

"However, if Niangniang knows, you are raising troops for the Zhixi girl in the name of this," the mermaid was worried about the master: "I don't know if I will punish the son." ”

"If you do something wrong, you have to be responsible," Lihe said: "Niangniang is accountable, and it should also be." ”

"There is no master in the Six Realms," the mermaid said: "Niangniang knows that you are the only bloodline of Fuxi, and I don't want to pursue it." ”

It was these few idle words of the merman that attracted another wave of bloody rain in the heavenly palace, pulling out an old case billions of years ago.