No matter how the situation in the imperial city changed, the Nanshan Palace was as if it was isolated from the world, and it couldn't feel the urgency or oppression of the situation at all.

Five months later, Yan Wangbei went down the mountain, which was originally sneaky, after all, he was a fugitive who escaped from prison, and when he saw that the entire imperial city was in a miasma, he was not calm.

Jingyi Mansion itself can't get out, who still has the spare time to arrest him?

The former prosperous capital has decayed so badly that all the taverns and tea shops have closed, there is not even a hawker on the street who set up stalls and shouts, and the flower building that used to be full of laughter and laughter day and night has fallen a layer of ash on the red lantern in front of the building.

It's the end of the year again, right? Maybe the north wind was too cold, and Yan Wangbei didn't feel a little bit of the unique New Year's flavor of the capital.

The spacious street was incredibly cold, except for himself, Yan Wangbei couldn't hear the footsteps of other people, and he didn't see a single figure.

Although he was afraid of being caught by the people of Jingyi Mansion when he went down the mountain, he left a little early, but it was not so that the streets were still empty at this time.

It seemed to have a hole in his heart, and then the north wind poured in, blowing his heart, liver, spleen and lungs cold.

There is an old man pulling a charcoal cart at the corner in front of him, skinny, bent his waist and dragging the cart of charcoal, every time he takes a step, his body shakes, his shoulder leans forward, and then he moves the other foot, the charcoal cart advances a little bit, leaving black rut marks on the ground. It's like an old ox that should have died is still being whipped and ploughed.

Yan Wangbei couldn't stand it anymore, he took a few steps forward to push the charcoal car, the old man suddenly felt a lot easier, and turned back in shock, Yan Wangbei showed a silly and kind smile, "Old man, let me help you!" ”

But the old man only had a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen something terrible, and his whole body trembled like chaff, "I have nothing, nothing more......

"No, old man, I'm not a bad person......" Yan Wangbei looked confused, although his facial features were a little rougher, but he wouldn't make the old man like this.

"Charcoal for you, charcoal for you, there is no money at home...... "The old man swayed his legs, almost running away.

Yan Wangbei looked at the charcoal car in front of him, and only felt panicked in his heart, and there was a nameless fire in his heart, but he couldn't find an outlet.

He kicked the charcoal cart twice, and almost half of the cart of charcoal fell out, and the fire in his heart did not go away, but rose even more vigorously, and under the fire there was a sense of uneasiness and sorrow.

He was disappointed in the emperor and discouraged in the court, but now that the capital that he had seen for more than 20 years had become like this, he was even more uncomfortable in his heart.

Yan Mansion is in the bureaucratic realm, Yan Wangbei was a little stimulated, he simply didn't hide it, and walked home directly from the street, but he still didn't see a few people along the way, even if he saw it, it was like a ghost, and he couldn't find any other expression on his face except for numbness and resignation.

Yan Wangbei smashed the door for a long time and no one came to open it, just when he was about to climb over the wall to enter, he saw a row of archers on the wall set up arrows and pointed straight at him, Yan Wangbei's heart jumped, and he scolded, "Blind? Grandpa didn't even recognize him when he came back! ”

The adjutant general squinted at the wall for a long time before he said uncertainly, "Is it really a marshal?" ”

Yan Wangbei was angry, "Monkey San'er, you kid are in arrears again?" ”

Hearing this familiar title, the adjutant general was sure that it was really Yan Wangbei who had returned, changed the solemn look on his face, and said in ecstasy, "Open the gate quickly, it's the marshal who is back!" Go and report to the general personally! ”

When the heavy gate opened, dust fell on the ground, and Yan Wangbei was so depressed that he couldn't do it, "This gate hasn't been opened for a few months?" ”

The adjutant general said, "It hasn't been opened for five months." ”

Yan Wangbei vaguely guessed what these words, he stayed in Nanshan Courtyard for five months, the old man was afraid that the emperor would condemn him, so he closed the door directly, but if the emperor really wanted to take the Yan family, what could that door block?

For the first time, he thought the old man was quite naïve.

Along the way, he found that there were fewer people in the mansion, and more than five times as many guards, and his doubts became heavier, and when he saw General Yan in Nuan Pavilion, he asked without saying a word, "Dad, have you brought all the people in our military camp to the mansion?" ”

General Yan didn't answer his question, and seeing that he was the same as before, he said, "It seems that the injury is recovering well." ”

Yan Wangbei scratched the back of his head, "Actually, it was so good a month ago, I'm not afraid that you won't want to see me, and I didn't dare to come back." "I'm also afraid that he will be caught back in the prison, and the Yan family will lose a lot of money, anyway, there is food and drink in the Nanshan Courtyard, and he can still catch Junchen's wolf cub to practice martial arts, although he is always beaten by Junchen and can't get up.

Yan Wangbei thought that General Yan wanted to whip him again, but who knew that General Yan actually said, "It's good not to come back." ”

Yan Wangbei was really stupid this time, thinking of the scene he saw all the way back, he couldn't help asking, "Dad, what's wrong with this capital?" It's almost the New Year, and there is no New Year's flavor at all. ”

General Yan said, "A dead city, what kind of flavor do you expect?" ”

Yan Wangbei didn't understand these words, "I haven't heard of Your Majesty's ......"

Old General Yan glanced at him, "The capital is like this, and the rest of the Chu State is only afraid that it will be worse." The one in the palace doesn't know if he can survive this winter. ”

Yan Wangbei stared stupidly, no matter how perverse his words were, "In all dynasties, people on the golden dragon chair are like this?" ”

Old General Yan shook his head, and there was a bit of vicissitudes in his voice, "This is someone taking revenge on the Imperial City." ”

Yan Wangbei couldn't understand these crooked words, and slumped himself into a chair, "Dad, can you say something that I can understand?" ”

"Someone wants to die Da Chu."

"What!" These words successfully made Yan Wangbei jump up, "The Hu people are still attacking from southern Xinjiang?" ”

"This year's cold winter is very difficult, I'm afraid that the jackals in the north are starving to death, the Hu people are hungry and red-eyed, and they will definitely still come to attack Yanmen Pass, but Dachu's current situation is not much better than that of Hudi...... In addition to Gu poison, there is nothing on the table in southern Xinjiang, and there was infighting in southern Xinjiang some time ago, and it has not yet recovered. ”

"Dad, you've been talking for a long time, it's not the Hu people who killed Chu, nor the people from Southern Xinjiang, so who else? Could it be Xiao Guo? Yan Wangbei poured two sips of tea.

Old General Yan looked out the window where the north wind was raging, and spit out a few words heavily, "The one on the South Mountain." ”

"Poof-" Yan Wangbei squirted out a mouthful of tea, and he asked in disbelief, "Junchen's kid?" Daddy, you're kidding me! ”

Old General Yan didn't speak again, Yan Wangbei was also silent, the scene of this road flew by in front of his eyes, and he felt the coolness in his heart again.

Suddenly, I felt that myself, the Yan family, and even all the powerful generals were a chess piece in Junchen's hands.

Five months ago, they seemed to have been forced by the old emperor to have no way out, but in fact, they were all for today's step, Junchen was making everyone in the world hate Chu and the emperor.

Yan Wangbei shook his head, not daring to think about it further.

General Yan said, "He's taking revenge." ”

Yan Wangxing returned home in a hurry, and hurried back to Nanshan in a hurry, found Jun Chen, and threw the person to the ground without saying a word, and bullied him, like a leopard in anger, "What do you kid want to do?" Do you know what has become of the capital now? ”

Junchen clasped Yan Wangbei's hand that grabbed his neckline, and threw the person away with a strong wave, "How is the capital, what does it have to do with me?" ”

After falling twice like this, Yan Wangbei's heart felt a little more comfortable, and he lay on the ground and was reluctant to get up, "You want to destroy the imperial city and destroy the Chu State, why?" ”

Jun Chen's eyes were like barren mountains under the vast moonlit night, "Because of hatred." ”

Hate the hurt that those two countries brought to forgetfulness in that life. As long as he is in one day, there will be no day of revival in Guyue. And the state of Chu is also time to perish.

Jealousy, anger, all the way around.

He was formed by Chu Ziyi's obsession, but he was jealous of his founder, jealous that they met so early, and he was chaotic for hundreds of years before he became conscious, and he even hated Chu Ziyi for having taken away and got along with Junxi.

Naturally, Yan Wangbei will not understand these hatreds of his, the only thing Yan Wangbei can think of is what General Yan told him about Junchen's mother, maybe Junchen is avenging his mother.

Jun Chen has been away for a long time, and Yan Wangbei is still lying on the ground.

"He has his own plans, the state of Chu is already corrupt, and if he doesn't experience despair, those people won't have a desire to survive. He is exchanging a cruel torment for a hundred years of prosperity. ”

Yan Wang turned his head to the north and saw a cyan hem, "Doctor Mu, didn't you go to Xiao Kingdom?" ”

Mu Qing smiled a little bitterly and a little relieved, "I'm back." When the county lord gives birth to a child, he will have to go back to the medical valley. "Then I don't think I'll ever get out of the valley in my life.

Being said by Mu Qing, Yan Wangbei's mood was much better.

Mu Qing is right, he didn't know Junchen for the first day, that kid looked like an iceberg, and the court was a thorn in the head, but on the battlefield, he could block the knife for his comrades, and in the north, he also saw Junchen weaving grasshoppers for a child with a dead father.

This period will become a nightmare for every Chu person thereafter, but because of this nightmare, there will never be a life of drunkenness everywhere, because they will remember this painful price and be diligent from now on.

Yan Wangbei suddenly felt that he had never really understood Junchen.

Let's say he is cold-blooded, he sometimes gives people the illusion of tenderness.

But no, over there, a certain wife and slave carefully helped Jun Xi to the yard to slip around, and Yan Wangbei decisively followed Mu Qing's footsteps to leave the scene of dog abuse.

It's eight months old, it's triplets again, Junxi's belly is a little scary, and when she stands by herself, she can't see her toes from the bottom down.

As if knowing that she couldn't be naughty now, she became very quiet, no one helped her, she refused to walk, and most of the day, she was staring at her round belly.

Today, Junxi put on a fire fox cloak and was carried to the yard by Junchen, Xu is Junchen felt cold outside, and put on the black fashion of the silver fox fur trim on his body, so that she couldn't see her bloated, but her face was obviously a little fleshy, and she wanted to pinch it when she looked at it.

After only half a circle, she was sweating, but she didn't say a word in the end, pursed her lips and followed his footsteps slowly, Junchen was distressed, wiped the sweat on her forehead with a brocade hand, and kissed the tip of her wind-blown nose, "Thank you for your hard work, my little fool." ”

Her three babies are too heavy, Mu Qing said to walk as much as possible, otherwise it will not be easy to give birth, although Mu Qing did not say anything, but the worry in her eyes could not deceive Junchen.

Watching her belly grow bigger day by day, Junchen's every string tightened. The midwives had been brought to the courtyard early in the morning to settle them, and it was chilling to hear them say that the woman had given birth to half a foot and stepped into the coffin.

He even regretted letting Junxi conceive a child, she is now delirious, and it hurts so much during childbirth, he is really afraid.