Chapter 70: The Verge

In the fourteenth year of Xuanhe, the emperor died, and the summons was announced to the world, and his third prince Murong Lian Yingzhao ascended the throne and changed the country name to build a mausoleum.

In the early years of the establishment of the tomb, Emperor Murong Lian named the Wen court of the Wen family of Daliang as the prime minister, took charge of the ministers, and sealed two cities around Daliang, with thousands of horses, peaceful and prosperous, and the whole country celebrated.

Most of the people in the imperial court who were originally attached to Murong Li had already surrendered to the feet of the Son of Heaven, with only Pei Heng and a small number of followers.

This was what they expected, but they didn't expect the emperor to leave without warning. Although I had heard that the emperor was unwell, I didn't expect it to be so serious. For a time, the Tilting Palace's Mansion has become the biggest thorn in the side of today's imperial court, and it has been pulled out several times.

Wen Ting was also left in Nanyang City for a long time because he was named prime minister.

During those three days, she refused everyone who wanted to see her, including Pei Heng.

Three days later, Zhou Misu did not expect to welcome the guest she wanted, she was waiting for Lin Yuanyan.

Lin Yuanqian knew that she was not poisoned, she just wanted them to pay for her actions, and he also knew that she couldn't do such a ruthless thing.

"Since you believe me so much, I won't explain anything anymore."

Lin Yuanqian secretly lowered his eyes and said: "Asu, Pei Heng has already arrested them in prison and imprisoned them for life, which can be regarded as revenge for your family revenge, so can you let them go?" ”

Zhou Misu pulled away a contemptuous smile, "Since you have all done this, why should you care about my feelings, in the future, we will just go to the sky and go our separate ways." ”

Lin Yuanqian looked at her, turned to leave, and finally stopped at the threshold, "I have not changed with you from beginning to end since we met you. If I had known the truth, I would have taken you away in that heavy rain eight years ago...... It's a pity that the story can't be repeated, and there are no ifs in life. Many years from now, I hope you remember a little boy named Chengzhi, and I hope you can come back and listen to him call you, auntie......"

Zhou Misu stared at his back, a tear fell, she reached out and slowly wiped it away, turned around and walked to the table, picked up the bottle of red liquid and said, "It seems that the antidote is in vain." ”

Later, when someone came to the Forgotten Sorrow House, they found that the door was closed. Zhong Qing and Changyi returned to the underworld, and she also left Nanyang City.

In the first year, Emperor Jianling was declining day by day, immersed in the extravagant court life of singing and dancing. Pei Heng rode in all directions and looked for her for a whole year. Zhou Misu went to Xijing in the first year, only to learn that Astragalus and Yang Tianning had died as early as last winter, some people said that they were tragically killed by the enemy, and some people said that they were martyred......

In the second and third years, the treasury was empty, the army was reckless, and the people were in mourning, and the misery reached Jingbei. In the second year, Pei Heng was forced to resign from his position as a strategist, although he was not in the imperial court, he was still concerned about the country at all times...... But it was still two years without success to find her. In the past two years, Zhou Misu went to Xu Mingcheng and made a lot of money by going around for medical treatment.

In the fourth year, Da Liang suddenly attacked Nanyang City, successively breaking through Yingdu and Xijing, and was attacking the last defensive city of Nanyang City: Suiju. The form is grim and embattled. When the emperor was mobilizing his troops, he found that most of the elite soldiers of the imperial court were in the hands of Wen Ting...... Only then did everyone suddenly understand that all this was a move by Da Liang Wen. to conquer his kingdom.

Passing through the land of Xijing, the Zhang family was tragically destroyed. Everyone in the world said that a man named Qi Zhang came to Zhang's house, cut off all of them one by one, and hung them on the plaque on the door of Zhang's house. However, some people say that there was a woman named Chang Liyue in the Zhang family at that time, she was killed by five or six fat and strong men**, and the blood flowed all the way to the door of the Zhang family, and the death was extremely ugly, and finally he dug out the heart of the woman named Chang Liyue, and soaked it in black ink for three days and three nights, until the whole heart showed an unfading ink black, and the means were extremely cruel......

Overnight, the Zhang family was bleeding, and in the end, he burned the once glorious Zhang Mansion to ashes......

But that person, from beginning to end, looked at it coldly.

But the world only knows that a man in a black shirt broke into Zhang's mansion that day, causing a tragedy that shook Nanyang City. As everyone knows, that young man used to be surnamed Zhang.

Thinking that his heart is like a rock, but he is helpless, Qi Zhang feels that this sentence is very suitable for him. When he knelt down in front of Zhang Ziji's grave with a thud, he seemed to be still the carefree teenager. He solemnly kowtowed three times, but at last he did not look up, he almost buried himself in the earth, tears returned to the ground, hoping to bring his brother a trace of miss, or just tell him that his brother is still alive, and that his brother can now avenge himself.

He couldn't help but sob, and cried like a child, and kept saying in his mouth: Brother......

Qi Zhang recalled what he had just heard on the street.

"Alas...... The people of the Zhang family are too pitiful, and they haven't stopped in the past few years. ”

"Yes, yes, the younger son just poked such a big basket, and the eldest son died of illness the next year, and poor Chang was widowed at a young age."

"Not really. But I can't blame anyone, it is said that the eldest young master of the Zhang family was locked in the room for two months before he was willing to release because he was unhappy with his younger brother, so who is not depressed. Later, because their little master died and was depressed, they were depressed and died. In the final analysis, it was the young and ignorant Zhang Ziyu that made his relatives cry. ”

"Yes, after the eldest young master left, the Zhang family also asked the widow to remarry, the widow was loyal and insisted on being widowed, in the end, no one expected to almost recruit a son-in-law, fortunately, the Zhang family still has a sensible person, and the head of the family still has the demeanor of the master."

"Alas...... The good Zhang Mansion has become this ghost now, what a hatred and a lot of resentment this must be......"

How much hatred, how much resentment? …… Perhaps people who have not experienced despair will not understand his mood at the moment.

I don't know when, he had an extra jar of wine in his hand, and leaned on Zhang Ziji's tombstone and drank, "Brother...... What should I do, why am I not happy at all when I have taken my revenge...... Brother, I miss you......"

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Later, Wen Ting occupied the city-state all the way, and led his elite soldiers to attack Nanyang City, and there was a wail everywhere he passed.

When the people of the Wen family saw the people of the Southern Dynasty, whether they were old or young, women and children, even pregnant women, those who did not accept the disobedience were stabbed to death, and the corpses piled up in the suburbs turned out to be a mass grave, and the souls were all over the field, and the resentment was shocking.

In the fifth year of the construction of the tomb, Daliang occupied Nanyang City, and the first Wen Ting killed the king on the spot and established himself as the king.

In the prison, two jailers were kneeling and licking the blood of people on the ground, and behind them were two people whipping their naked bodies with whips dipped in hot salt water, each whipping with all their strength, and each whip was a scream.

Qi Zhang held a jar of wine in his hand, sat on a chair and looked at the two people. After a long time, he took the whip, sprinkled the wine on it, and whipped it again and again at their wounds.

Snap the whip, "This whip is the opposite of what you said to me that day!" ”

Another whip, "This whip your dog looks down on people!" ”

Then another whip, "This whip for your abuse of lynching!" ”

"This whip strikes you...... Told the truth. He lowered his whip, remembering the surprised expressions of those people in Zhang's Mansion when they saw him, and asked him to let them go one by one under the guise of family affection, hehe...... He begged them the same way at the time, but who would remember that he was also the son of the Zhang family......

He was not exhausted, and then he continued to fight, and in an instant, his skin was open, but he raised a smile and said: "If you don't hurry up and lick it, I will have to keep whipping if I can't finish licking, do you want to tire me to death!" ”

The two people next to him winked, went up and said respectfully: "General, you rest, let's do this kind of rough work." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Zhang looked over and kicked them aside, "Get out!" ”

The two of them really rolled away, Qi Zhang squatted down, looked at the two of them, and said, "This is back to you, and the next one is a giveaway." The two people looked at his eyes, revealing a sense of fear, Qi Zhang smiled with satisfaction, "Karma, when you treated me like this back then, didn't you think that you would have today?" ”

One of them said, "You might as well give me both a good time!" ”

He smiled, walked behind them, raised his whip, and threw it at their bodies fiercely, "How can there be such a good thing, anyway, it's all a cheap life, and it's best to die!" ”

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On the eleventh day of the fall of Nanyang City, Pei Heng, who had been dismissed, met Qi Zhang in the prison of Dali Temple.

It's only been four years, and it's like a world away.

In his impression, he seemed to be the villain young master who bullied others in the teahouse yesterday, but in a blink of an eye, he became the ruthless young master who hid a knife in his smile.

He looked at the two people who had just died on the ground, all the skin and flesh on their bodies were turned over, the scene of red and white was simply disgusting, the whole prison seemed to be covered in red, and everywhere overflowed with a strong smell of blood. For some reason, when he saw this scene, there was no hatred and instead of a slow guilt.

At first, he promised him to protect him, but in the end he let him be exiled to the wilderness......

"You brought me here just to show me this?" Pei Heng is wearing a dark color today, which is a color he hasn't worn for a long time, but it responds to today's scene.

Qi Zhang sat on a chair and looked up at him, in the prison without a trace of light, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he was not very surprised when he heard his tone, "Look at your appearance, I should really move all the corpses of the Zhang family over, and see if you can be moved in the slightest trace of your unfazed attitude." ”

Hearing his words, he was stunned for a moment...... But he still tried to suppress the anger in his heart and said, "You killed the Zhang family? ”

"So what? Now I'm afraid the corpses stink, you even know. ”

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said, "What did they do, and why did you become the way you are, is it just because you were exiled to the Southern Barbarians?" ”

Qi Zhang stood up suddenly, grabbed him by the collar, pushed him all the way to the wall and said, "What do you know! Do you think you can get away? Don't you have to pay for your broken word?! ”