Fourth Brother Zhao, who likes to call him in such a tone the most? Zhao Huang raised his head with difficulty to look at Zhang Yizheng, because of the pain and blood loss, his brain was a little unconscious, so listening to this familiar tone, he obviously felt that the answer was about to come out, but he always couldn't think of it.

Zhang Yizheng chuckled: "Why did Fourth Brother Zhao forget me so quickly?" You've said you're going to be good brothers with me for the rest of your life. Look, it's only been less than two years, and you have forgotten that I am a good brother who has been with me for more than ten years, this is not like you. ”

The oilskin paper lantern was still held far away, the light was blurry and distant, the rain was a little light, there was no wind and thunder, only the sound of rain between heaven and earth. Zhao Huang looked at Zhang Yizheng's handsome face overlooking him, and said bitterly: "I don't understand, how did we ever ......" How could he have such a good brother? Except for his own brother and Xiao Ling, the son of Princess Changle, he only had relationships with the Xu brothers and Cui Cheng.

Zhang Yizheng sighed: "You forgot me." He paused and said in a low voice: "Brother, in the future, when you and Brother Sakura get married, I will make you a concubine, what congratulatory gift do you want?" I'm going to get it for you. And he said, "Do you still say brother?" My brother has always treated you like a brother. "Brother, don't worry, wait for my brother, why does my brother want to think of a way to rescue you......"

These are all private conversations between the two in the past, the more Zhang Yizheng talked, the paler Zhao Huang's face became, he looked at Zhang Yizheng in a daze, showing a ghost-like expression: "You, you ......"

Zhang Yizheng smiled and said softly: "Fourth Brother Zhao, do you remember?" I was deceived by you so badly, it was so easy to come back to life, how can I be worthy of myself if I don't kill you? Do you think this is a grudge between two lives and two lives? ”

Zhao Huang turned his head abruptly, and quickly crawled in the other direction at an abnormal speed - there was a person sitting on the parked carriage on the other side, although it was murderous, but it looked relatively normal, and the lamp also looked relatively hot.

Zhang Yi is taking a step forward. stepped on the back of his hand, put the spear against the back of his neck, and said lightly: "Scared? Why weren't you afraid when you did that bad thing? Ever had a nightmare? ”

Zhao Huang was in pain and fear, fear and despair to the extreme, and he shouted hoarsely: "It's not my fault that there are wrongs and debts, it's all their brothers and sisters." If you want to find it, go to Xu Fu......" He felt that he was shouting as hard as he could, but he heard his own voice not much louder than the rain.

"We have our own grievances, but you, who forgot your righteousness and deceived me so hard, who are you going to find if I don't look for you?" Zhang Yi was grinding and crushing the back of Zhao Huang's hand, Zhao Huang heard that his hand bones were broken, and he wanted to roll in pain, but he didn't have the strength at all. He could only crawl in the mud and gasp for breath, begging in a low voice: "It's me who is wrong, I am wrong......"

Zhang Yizheng said coldly: "Do you still want to live?" ”

Zhao Huang didn't want to die, he hadn't died before, he thought he wasn't afraid of death before that time, but it was easy to escape death. He realized that death was actually the hardest thing in the world, and the severe pain in his body and the sudden fear completely knocked his willpower to the point of collapse, and he quickly replied: "I want to ......"

Zhang Yizheng squatted down and said softly, "Who brought you back to life?" What are you entering Beijing again? ”

A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky. The rumbling thunder roared from far and near, and it exploded earth-shattering above the two of them. Zhao Huang shuddered and woke up from the nightmare. If the person in front of him was part of the nightmare, how could he possibly let himself go? Even if he takes out his heart, he can't fully believe in himself, let alone let himself go because of this, and it's always a dead end.

Zhao Huang used his last strength, looked up at Zhang Yizheng's handsome face, and the round-necked narrow-sleeved gauze robe on his body, which was made of expensive materials and fine workmanship, thinking that he would never have the opportunity to wear such a beautiful dress again in his life, he smiled slightly with jealousy, and whispered like a dream: "It's An Liu." Xu Fu hated you so much, he wished you were going to die, he had already agreed, but it's a pity, He Wangfu fell like this......" His voice became lower and lower, and his arms curled up in a ball.

"Anliu? What did Xu Fu promise? Zhang Yizheng frowned, and was about to ask a few more questions, when he saw Zhao Huang's head hanging down softly, and even his mouth and nose were buried in the mud. He was shocked and quickly went to pull Zhao Huang, only to see Zhao Huang's hand protecting his abdomen loosened, and a dagger was deeply inserted into the abdominal cavity, leaving only the handle outside.

Zhao Huang spit out blood foam with a little pride, he didn't give Zhang Yizheng a chance to torture himself, An Liu, An Liu, a despicable and vicious villain, it is not enough for He Wangfu to fall, An Liu should die; Brother and sister Xu Fu also deserve to die; Zhang Yizheng shouldn't be complacent to the end, let's die. Zhang Yizheng should kill An Liu, Xu Fu should get Zhang Yizheng's suspicion, King Kang's Mansion should be destroyed by the old man, when everything comes to naught, of course Brother Xu Ying will not get a good end.

You don't love me, and I don't love you anymore. I'm dying so miserably, and you won't end well.

If I can have Cui Cheng's good luck and come back again, you will wait for me; If I can't, I'll be waiting for you underground.

Zhao Huang smiled and looked at the dark and dreary sky, saw the flowery March in the world, saw his freshly dressed angry horses wandering on the bustling streets of Shangjing, and saw himself galloping on the polo court with Xiao Ling and other powerful children with their sticks...... The icy rain poured down, carrying body heat and blood away from his body, and he grew colder and stiffer.

Zhang Yizheng gently flicked the spear on Zhao Huang's head, and after confirming that he was really dead, he wiped the tip of the spear on Zhao Huang's moon-white tulle robe that had long been muddy and dirty.

Zhu Gui watched Zhang Yizheng pick Zhao Huang off the horse from a distance, and saw Zhang Yizheng whispering to Zhao Huang what he couldn't hear, and finally saw Zhao Huang dead, when Zhang Yi was wiping the gun, his whole body was already soaked in rain, and he was so cold that he knocked his upper teeth and lower teeth. He changed the oilskin paper lantern he was holding in his hand with another hand, and wanted to step forward to help, but he saw that Zhang Yizheng was wiping it too carefully, and the silhouette looked too sharp, so he didn't dare to speak, let alone step forward. Since he entered King Kang's mansion, he had seen a lot of dead people, and there were also people under his hands, but tonight he actually felt a kind of cold and strange to the bone, he didn't know if it was because of the weather or something else, so he could only raise his head and wander around, trying to distract himself. Then he saw a figure flash behind the carriage, and at last he found something to do for himself, and he exclaimed, "Who's there!" "The horse rushed over.

The guard who was already sitting in front of the carriage quickly drew his knife and turned around to get out of the car, ready to catch up, but Zhang Yizheng just said lightly: "Don't care." Cut off his head and hang it on the wall early tomorrow morning. ”

Zhu Gui reined in the horse again: "Yes." ”

Zhang Yizheng turned over on his horse, hung up the gun carefully, and said, "Leave two people to clean up, and the others will go back to the house with me." ”

The rain finally stopped, Brother Xu Ying supported his chin with his hand, looked at the twins in front of him and whispered: "You mean, Zhao Huang seemed to want to say something to the third master before, but was picked off the horse by the third master with a shot?" You're too far away to hear what they're saying? ”

The twins said, "Yes." Later, I don't know what the third master said to Zhao Siye, Zhao Siye looked very scared. ”

Brother Xu Ying was silent for a moment, and waved his hand gently: "You have worked hard, go down and change your clothes and drink a bowl of ginger soup to rest." ”

The twins saluted and stood up, and said with some anxiety: "Grandma, when the villain left, he showed his hiding line, although he didn't chase after him, but I don't know if he was seen." ”

Brother Xu Ying nodded and said, "It doesn't matter, you go and rest first." ”

The twins retreated silently, Qingyu stepped forward and refilled some tea in Brother Xu Ying's tea bowl, and said softly, "Grandma, what do you think ......?" ”

Brother Xu Ying got up and said, "Clean up and sleep." After thinking about it, he said: "Prepare a hot bath bean and clothes, presumably the third master will want to take a hot bath when he comes back." ”

Zhang Yizheng is very tired, this tiredness is born from the bottom of his heart, but he feels very relaxed, as if every pore can breathe freely. He met the twins sent out by Zi Haze near Suiyuan, Zi Haze saw him cringe, but the twins kowtowed to him in the rain without avoiding it, although they didn't say much, their demeanor was a little more respectful than before.

At this point, when he met the twins here, of course Zhang Yizheng knew what it was for, he couldn't help but think, if he was the real Zhang Yizheng, and he wanted to hear Zhao Huang say something, then at that time, the twins were afraid that they would end Zhao Huang's life in advance if they were desperate, and how would Brother Xu Ying explain to him? But the assumption is just a hypothesis, maybe, if he was the real Zhang Yizheng, he would not want to kill Zhao Huang so much, or if he wanted to kill, he would not kill it himself, so there would be no later assumptions. So Zhang Yizheng smiled and ordered the twins to get up, and walked briskly past the purple mist and the twins into the garden.

Under the light, Brother Xu Ying, who had already finished grooming and was wearing only a plain shirt, was leaning on the lamp to read a book, and when he saw him come in, he stepped forward with the same expression: "The hot water has been prepared, does the third master want to rest and wash again, or wash first and then rest?" ”

"Wash and rest. This one was soaking wet. Zhang Yizheng held the hands holding the gun and held Brother Xu Ying's hand, and said calmly: "Zhao Huang is dead, tomorrow I will have people hang his head high in the city, those who dare to go against King Kang's mansion." Tomorrow night, you ask your eldest brother to wait outside the palace gate, waiting to pick up someone. ”

A thin layer of sweat appeared in Brother Xu Ying's palms, and his eyes were a little sloppy, but he quickly cheered up: "Okay." ”

Zhang Yi stepped into the warm and fragrant hot water, letting the hot water wash her pores, and let out a long and comfortable breath.