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The gate of the imperial tomb is still three miles away from the temporary peace hall, and these three miles can not take a carriage, and the whole journey is on foot, which is not a small test for the exhausted mourners. After Yan Hagi got out of the carriage, he felt very uncomfortable and inexplicably restless.

Could it be that because it is a mausoleum, the yin qi is too heavy, so it is uneasy?

But when she visited the Ming Tombs, she didn't feel this way.

"What's wrong? But what's uncomfortable? Fu Zhixing always paid attention to his wife's expression and asked in a low voice.

Yan Hao looked at him, biting the corner of her lip, she didn't know how to express it?

"Is there anything you can't tell me?" Fu Zhixing took advantage of the cover of his sleeve to hold her hand.

Yan Hagi looked around and whispered, "It's not that I can't tell you, but I'...... I think something is going to happen, don't ask me why I feel the way I do, I can't tell. ”

"After the collapse of the imperial mausoleum, it has been rebuilt." Fu Zhixing thought that his wife was uneasy because of the collapse.

Yan Hao faintly felt that she was not disturbed by the collapse, but she felt that this kind of thing was too delicate and unclear, so she could only endure her anxiety and kneel down with Fu Zhixing.

Because the Emperor Taishang is old, the coffin of the Queen Mother does not enter the underground palace, but stops in the temporary palace, and after the death of the Emperor Taishang, they enter the underground palace together. At the mausoleum gate, the saint will recite the sacrifice for the queen mother: "Woohoo! The mountains are majestic, and the clouds are vast. The wind is blowing, and the heavens and the earth mourn together. Haotian does not bless, take away my loving mother...... Sadness can't help but tears, grief is not aware of nine intestines. Where is Siyin Rongxi, and the hand is still there...... Alack! The grace of a loving mother, the sun and the moon shine together, a thousand words, how can they be counted! Motherly virtue, virtuous and virtuous...... Woohoo......"

Yan Hagi raised her head, and she saw someone with a bow and arrow aiming at the saint, "There are assassins!" ”

With an exclamation, the saint dodged subconsciously, and the arrow swept over his head, shooting Su Guan to the ground. The guards shouted, "Escort." ”

"Kill!" A group of men armed with sharp blades rushed from all directions.

When the dust settled, what should have happened finally happened. Fu Zhixing and Yan Hao didn't rush forward, they didn't have peerless martial arts, it was enough to save their lives, and rushing forward would only add to the chaos.

"Ahh There was a scream, and I don't know who suffered.

"Help!" It's a pity that everyone is too busy to take care of themselves now.

"Don't kill me!" This is nonsense, those people are here to kill.

"Tang Wei!" The prince saw Tang Xuan, whose face was cold and his eyes were fierce.

It is self-evident who triggered this incident.

"Wolf ambition." The color of the saint is iron and green, the grass is cut without roots, and the spring breeze blows life. The momentary benevolence of the emperor caused a catastrophe in today's imperial tomb.

Because they did not anticipate this situation, they only brought 300 guards with them, and their manpower was limited, so they could only try their best to protect the saint, the queen, the crown prince, the crown princess and other royal relatives, and the other officials and women became lambs to be slaughtered. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, corpses were everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed.

The strong smell of blood made Yan Hao, who was already shivering with cold, pale, and Fu Zhixing hugged her, "Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here." ”

"I—I'm not afraid." Yan Hagi struggled to restrain the panic in his heart. In the face of death threats, there is no one who is not afraid.

A strong man with a blood-stained knife came over to Fu Zhixing and Yan Hagi after cutting down two officials, "Prince An Guo? ”

"Yes." Fu Zhixing calmly admitted his identity, and he held the long sword he had just picked up in his hand.

"Come on." The strong man shouted. Tang Wei felt that if Fu Zhixing hadn't deceived Yan Hao, if he married Yan Hao, he would definitely be auspicious and achieve great things. Now although he doesn't want to marry Yan Hagi, his desire to kill Fu Zhixing is undiminished.

"Hugh is quick to speak." Fu Zhixing swung his sword to meet the enemy.

Yan Hagi stood aside, watching nervously, she had never seen Fu Zhixing do anything with people, and she didn't know if Fu Zhixing's skills were strong or weak. Fu Zhixing killed the strong man, which she was happy to see; But if Fu Zhixing was killed by that strong man, she would ...... Ahh

The "bell" swords intersected, and the two fought equally. Fu Zhixing is so talented that people ignore that he is also both civil and military, and his swordsmanship is not bad.

After Fu Zhixing cut the throat of the strong man with a sword and cut off his life, Yan Hagi starry eyes, "Husband, husband, you are so powerful." ”

"Not afraid?" The sword in Fu Zhixing's hand was still dripping with blood.

"Why be afraid?" Yan Hagi asked him rhetorically.

The corners of Fu Zhixing's lips rose, he knew that she was different when she was a child.

"Tang Wei has bowed his head, you will put down your weapons, Rao Er will not die!" The commander of the guards shouted three times in a row, and the words reached everyone's ears clearly.

Yan Hagi soon found that he was still fighting with people Tang Wei, he didn't bow down, the commander of the guards was lying, his intentions ...... Yan Hagi instantly understood, "Husband, help shout." ”

Fu Zhixing almost didn't think about it, so he shouted: "Tang Wei has bowed his head, you will put down your weapons, and Rao Er will not die." ”

Some people who understood the situation and some followers all shouted: "Tang Wei has bowed his head, you will put down your weapons, and Rao Er will not die." ”

In the fierce battle, the most taboo distraction, although Tang Wei wanted to shout, he did not bow his head to calm the army's heart, but the guards besieging him did not give him this opportunity.

Tang Wei is not a brave and good general in the end, a quarter of an hour later, he was cut off his left leg and fell, his eyes were full of despair, and he failed again, this time he will definitely die, but he does not regret it, he is the king and loses, he admits it. Of the 500 people he gathered, more than half were killed or wounded, and a few fled after seeing the defeat.

"A team of ten people, five teams of men, go and arrest those murderers." The saint said in a deep voice. The saint saw that these 500 people were not a rabble, but had the shadow of the Jingguo army. He gave the remnants of the king of Chu a chance, but they did not repent. In the eyes of the saint, the killing machine flashed by, and after returning to Beijing, he sent them on the road.

The commander of the guards ordered fifty people, divided them into five teams, and told them to arrest them. The other guards cleaned up the scene, and after some inventory, the king of Jiujiang, Jiang Xiabo, the secretary of the department, the secretary of the department, the wife of the criminal department and the lady of the left capital of the Imperial Court of the Imperial Court unfortunately died; More than ten people, including Princess Jibei, Princess Lu, Mrs. Zhenbei Marquis, Mrs. Xiangzhong Marquis, Mrs. Qian Junbo, Mrs. Pingchengbo, and Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, were seriously injured; More than 20 people, including King Lu and Zhong Debo, were slightly injured.

Fu Zhixing and Yan Hagi saw King Rong, An Guogong and others who were safe and sound, and their hearts finally let go. The county lord of Nanping walked up to his daughter, "Xiaoxiao, are you hurt?" ”

"My cousin is protecting me, and I am not injured, Daddy, are you injured?" Yan Hagi asked rhetorically.

"We're fine." The county lord of Nanping sighed lightly, fortunately, there was no danger, and there was great luck in misfortune.

Hastily sent the queen mother's coffin into the temporary palace, made a simple sacrifice, and hurried back to the city in the carriage.