The moonlight is cool, and the shadows are in pairs.

Whether it was pretentious and unwilling to say it before, grief and grief, or inability to say it for various reasons, the moment the truth was revealed, everything seemed pale and powerless.

Xun Yu sat on the stone bench, looked at the wine on the table suspiciously, and then looked at Yan Hui who was looking at the moon with his hand, and after a while, he took a sip of the wine glass.

The bitter taste spreads between the lips and teeth.

Xun Yu couldn't help but wonder when Yan Huo had never revealed her emotions so obviously, but she was strange that this was not the case, but that Yan Hui, a very vigilant person, didn't mind letting her glimpse all the emotions that had been suppressed for seventeen years on the side.

Does he trust me like that? Xun Yu thought about it, and then lost his mind.

Xun Yu sat with Yan Huoku all night, and the two of them almost didn't say anything until dawn, as if nothing happened, one went back to the bedroom, and the other went to the study.

With the promotion of people with hearts, the truth that has been hidden for seventeen years is like a cocoon, exposing the bloody past layer by layer. Like a boulder thrown into the lake, the waves are tumbling, and it is still sweeping towards the surroundings in a force that no one can control.

When the sun came to the earth again, Beijing was already boiling. Almost everyone is talking about the same thing. With everyone's mouth, the news was like thousands of pairs of wings, radiating towards the surrounding city.

In a teahouse, a storyteller had already compiled this incident into a horrific human tragedy, he spat and flew, added oil and vinegar, and told it indignantly, in exchange for one after another copper coins and broken silver horns.

The storyteller slapped the fan together, and the words were sonorous and powerful.

"In other words, Mr. Lin back then, and Mr. Yu, the current head of the Yu family, are collectively known as the Jokhang Shuangbi. The difference is that Mr. Yu took the road of the imperial examination, Mr. Lin also became famous at a young age but slipped on the rocks, and the first emperor was still not allowed to enter the official after three visits to the thatched house. Ladies and gentlemen, does anyone still remember Guangrentang? ”

An elderly tea guest said: "I remember, Guangrentang was famous and famous back then. ”

The storyteller said, "Exactly! As you know, it is said that Guangrentang was built by the one who spent money, but it is not all. Guangrentang was able to prosper for a while, and it also has the credit of Mr. Lin. How many famous literati are from Guangrentang, who have been taught by Mr. Lin, and can be regarded as half of his old man's protégés. Why is this so? It was also because of that one like the first emperor who sincerely invited him, and finally moved Mr. Lin with sincerity, so he got him to help him. ”

"Straight to the point. Mr. Lin only got married when he was not confused, and only after a few years did he get a daughter. This girl's name is Yuran, and the word is Du Ruo. The people in the mountains are full of Du Ruo. This girl is like a fairychild, less than ten years old, and she has shown her graceful appearance. Hey, if this woman grows up safely, she will definitely be a heavenly and human posture, and she will overwhelm the country and the city. ”

"This Miss Lin family, Xiao's father, is young and precocious, composing poetry at the age of three and writing at the age of five. You must all know that the king of Yan Jun back then, a peerless talent, no one can take one or two of his edge. just learned, but he has always been defeated by Miss Lin. However, as a woman, most of her names are suffering, so she is pressed by Mr. Lin, and outsiders know only a few words. ”

Some people sighed, some exclaimed, and some directly asked, "King Yan Jun?" Are you teasing me and so on? ”

Without waiting for the storyteller to speak, someone sighed: "Back then, King Yan Jun was indeed the pride of the sky, but it was a pity that creation made people." ”

Mr. Storyteller waited for them to calm down, and then laid the groundwork again, and suddenly slapped the table, frowning angrily, "That day, it was the twelfth birthday of Miss Lin Jia, she went to the Great General's Mansion, which was gone, and left not long after. On her way home, she was robbed. Mr. Lin couldn't find it, so he turned to the late General Yan...... And guess where? ”

"Needless to say, it must be in the Great Prince's Mansion." Someone shouted.

The storyteller shook his head, "No, no." Miss Lin was found in a mass grave outside the city! As far as the old man knew, Miss Lin had been dead for a few days at that time, and she was scarred and shocked, she was actually abused alive and died! ”

"No, I heard that Miss Lin was still alive when she was found, and she was humiliated and hanged herself." It was said.

Mr. Storyteller snorted coldly, "Ridiculous! It's ridiculous! What hanged himself? Amusing! The so-called humiliating self-hanging is only to alleviate the sins of some people. ”

"That person didn't know her identity until she tortured Miss Lin to death. He ordered her body to be thrown into the mountains to feed the wild beasts, and there was no proof of her death. But his servant stole and slipped away, and threw him into a mass grave where no one went. At that time, the weather was hot, and if it was a few days later, the corpse would be seriously decomposed, and there would be no evidence of clothing and jewelry around the body, even if he was questioned, he could refuse to admit it, and it was not impossible to even bite back. ”

"Oh my God! How could there be such a mad man! And what about later? Didn't Mr. Lin and Yan Fu avenge Miss Lin? ”

The storyteller said, "Why not?!" But who is he and who is behind him, even if Mr. Lin and Yan Fu work together, after all, they will only let him be placed under house arrest for a period of time. ”

Suddenly, Mr. Storyteller changed his words, "Speaking of King Yanjun, he and Miss Lin are childhood sweethearts, and they have a very strong relationship. In the end, the matter was settled, and General Yan and Mr. Lin were helpless. But this King Yan Jun is a person who values love and righteousness. Back then, he was only a year of dancing spoons, and he was alone, ambushed on the way to visit relatives, but it was a pity that ......" he sighed and shook his head, "He was seriously injured, but he only injured that person, and he could barely be regarded as revenge for Miss Lin." ”

"Although there is a reason for the incident, the king of Yan Jun is still a rebel, and Yan Fu and Mr. Lin have been running for a long time to save his life. However, while he was still seriously wounded, he was defeated by fifty pounds, but fortunately the gods favored him, otherwise the young talent would have fallen early. Later, Mr. Lin was disheartened and took Mrs. Lin, who was grief-stricken and sick, to leave the country. Not long after, he died of illness. After he died, Mrs. Lin also followed. The Lin family is completely wiped out of the world, sad, lamentable! ”

"Death? It can't be such a coincidence, right? The beloved daughter has not avenged, how can she die willingly. "There are doubts.

The storyteller was about to tell his reasoning when a group of officers and soldiers broke in. The leader glanced at everyone and said, "Arrest him." ”

Two officers and soldiers immediately restrained the storyteller. The storyteller was originally a weak scholar, but the high-headed, murderous officers and soldiers regarded him as a thief, vigorously cut off his hands, and pressed him on the table.

"What are you doing, why are you arresting people indiscriminately!"

"Yes, how can you act recklessly!"

The man snorted coldly: "Ignorant and unruly, spreading rumors without permission, and daring to slander nobles." Capture both of them together! ”

Those who still wanted to speak out to protest shrank their heads one after another.

The man was satisfied, and said: "Pass the order, and all those who are right and wrong will be arrested and put in prison for questioning!" ”

The storyteller struggled a few times, but it was like a grasshopper shaking a tree, to no avail. His eyes widened angrily, and he looked up to the sky and shouted, "At the feet of the Son of Heaven, you actually have no king's law, and you use your power to oppress people, trying in vain to block everyone's mouth." Who knows, the way of heaven is clear, and right and wrong are at ease in the hearts of the people! The yellow sky is above, you will not have good results! No good results! ”

Imperial Palace, Fengyi Palace

The queen was sleeping with her cheeks back, and her face still had a bit of charm, full of anxiety and worry. The corners of her eyes were full of wrinkles, and her complexion was yellow. But she likes to be red and purple, which not only makes her look more red and old, but also makes her a little more tacky.

The eldest palace maid walked up to her lightly, bent down and whispered, "Niangniang, Uncle Guo asks to see you." ”

"Brother is here? Quick, hurry up and ask him to come in. ”

Uncle Yuan Feiyi is already in the age of ear shun, and he is still physically strong and in good spirits. The face that was somewhat similar to Murong Cuo was full of black clouds.

He walked in, bowed vainly, and then sat down and kept silent.

The original queen glanced at him, nervous. She has always been afraid of her eldest brother, and she doesn't care about the shelves after a country, and personally brings tea for him.

Yuan Feiyi raised his eyelids, was silent for a moment, and took the tea. Just when the original queen was a little relieved and her joy was not revealed, he suddenly slammed the teacup.

Tea and broken porcelain pieces splashed, and the original queen screamed in surprise, and was scalded and jumped on the spot a few times.

"Queen, I thought you had been neglected for so many years, so you would have some brains." Yuan Feiyi slapped the table fiercely, "The eldest prince is still locked up in Dali Temple, Chen Ting's oil and salt are not entered, and we can't see the eldest prince even if we try our best." It was on the cusp of the storm, you were good, you didn't obediently pick up your tail and behave, and instructed the guards to arrest people in the capital. I don't care if you want to die, you have to drag the entire original family to your funeral?! ”

The queen's eyes widened, "What? Shu Jingwei? I—I didn't. ”

Yuan Feiyi was stunned, looked at the queen for a while, frowned, and said, "What did you say?" Shu Jingwei was not instructed by you? ”

The queen said bitterly: "Brother, you know what my situation has been all these years. The palace is controlled by the slut of Concubine Yue, if it weren't for you, I would ...... Out of Fengyi Palace, I can't even call a eunuch, how can I be able to call Shujingwei. ”

Yuan Feiyi's heart sank.

The queen cautiously asked, "Brother, is there anything going on outside?" ”

Yuan Feiyi stared at her, and the anger that had just gone down was rising. "What's the matter? What do you still have the face to ask? Back then, the eldest prince's evil animal killed Lin Yuran, and it took a lot of effort for my father and I to protect him from Yan Yi. How did you promise that? ”

"I, I, I ......"

Yuan Feiyi was gloomy as water, and his voice almost squeezed out of his teeth was full of hatred and regret. "You said at the time that you would definitely restrain the eldest prince and not let him do anything wrong. But what about him? Jingzhao Yin Yamen's complaint was piled up in a large box, all of which accused him of forcibly robbing and abusing the girl. That's what you call good discipline?! Yes! ”

The queen shrunk her neck and muttered in a low voice, "I take care of it, but Cuo'er doesn't listen." He—he wasn't interested in other women...... So, I, I'm ......"

"So you're just going to let him do it? Do you think that the original family can really cover the sky with one hand, do you think that you can't help the untouchables? ”

The queen shrank again, choked with tears: "Then what should I do now, brother, Cuo'er is my lifeline, he can't have anything." Brother, you have to help us, he's your nephew. ”

Yuan Feiyi was tired and closed his eyes, and he suddenly remembered that back then, Yan Yi, the general of Yan, came to the door with a gun in the starry night after Yan Huo was heavily defeated, and forcibly broke into the original mansion.

He stood with a gun in his hand, standing up to the sky and the earth, which is still unforgettable.

Yan Yi said at the time: "I, Yan Yi, fought on the battlefield to protect my family and defend the country." I never thought that I would protect such a mad, shameless and vicious person as you. I came today just to tell you that my Yan family will definitely return this revenge. ”

After speaking, he held the gun and shot through the trunk of the ancient tree in the courtyard. The muzzle-sized hole is still imprinted on the tree to this day.

Yuan Feiyi was terrified at the time, and even if he thought about it now, he would still have a chill down his spine.

What was he thinking?

What he thought was that he must destroy the Yan family.

Otherwise, they are the ones who will be destroyed!