A few days ago, Xiao Yu and his party were ordered to send Jin Changxiao back to the South China Sea, and when they stayed in Shannan, they were assassinated by a group of assassins at night, and the group suffered heavy casualties, Xiao Yu was also seriously injured, and Jin Changxiao died on the spot.

There are only two of the three branches of the South China Sea left, although Jin Changxiao has lost power because he has no heir, but in fact, he is still the identity of one of the heads of the three branches, and now he suddenly lost his life in the Western Plains Territory, of course Yuwen Zheng has to give Jin Yinmo an explanation.

This is obviously something that someone is deliberately doing, but he is far away in another country and does not know the origin of Yu Zijin and the Jin family in the South China Sea.

Yuwen Zheng was anxious to shoot the case, since someone was in a hurry to find death, he didn't need to give him more time to breathe, he ordered people to be ready to go, and led hundreds of elite horsemen to Shannan secretly that night.

Yu Zijin was dressed in men's clothes and riding on a horse, and the black mountain in front of her was silent, and the soldiers and horses were Zhengzheng, which reminded her of the night when the Chu Nanyi rebellion happened, she was sitting in the carriage and rushed to Linzhong with her father.

"What are you thinking?" Yu Wenzheng, dressed in black armor, rode a horse and asked her.

Yu Zijin raised his whip angrily and said, "It's nothing, I'm just wondering if Lin'er has arrived, how many of them can do it?" ”

"Bao Jianfeng is sharpened, if it doesn't work, then they are not worthy of being the future Ming Jun and ministers, capable and good generals, you have to have confidence in them!"

"Okay, I'll see!"

The gale was paste, the scorching horse was upside down, Meng Yanxi only felt that his body did not belong to him at the moment, he was lying on the back of the horse and completely forgot what Sven was, and without saying a word, he broke into Shangluo Dali Temple and pressed him on the horse's back and ran, and after running for a day and a night, the people who didn't plan to stop shouted: "Helian Meteor, what do you want to ...... Where are you taking me? Make it clear before you go! ”

Helian Meteor wiped the dust on his face, and said with a rough smile: "You will know when you arrive, we and the little marquis specially took you, the future Dingguo Capable Minister, to make meritorious deeds!" ”

"What are you talking about?" Meng Yanxi was very resistant to talking to this indiscriminate old man who didn't know how to use the dictionary.

"Oh, be honest!" Helian Meteor slapped his buttocks, "Speed up, don't move, it's the day after tomorrow!" ”

Two days later, Yuwen Jingyu and Huo Yang arrived at the northern border city of Wanshao Mozha City, which is the most prosperous place for Wanshao to raise silkworms and reeling silk, and today Queen Wanshao will hold an annual spring silkworm ceremony here, and the women of the city will participate, and Wanshao national customs, in order to avoid men's yang energy colliding with silkworm mothers, men are usually not allowed to participate, and men in the city must also go out of the city on the same day. In order to prevent Queen Wanshao from getting out of his control, Gongxi Ruihe also followed this time, but Wanshao's national customs were in front, so he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only temporarily stationed outside the city with his henchmen.

Huo Yang came out of the guest room with his hands tied, he glanced in all directions, and beckoned back: "I said are you okay, like a big girl." ”

"Alright, alright." Yuwen Jingyu also came out with his hands tied, the two couldn't help but laugh when they looked at each other's appearances, their eyebrows and apricot eyes were red, and their skirts were dressed in the same colorful clothes, but they were not two bewitching big girls.

Two "big girls" you pinched my head flowers, I pulled your flower skirts, frolicked on the street and ran out of the city.

Helian Meteor gnawed on his flatbread with relish and Meng Yanxi, who was embarrassed, stared at each other with big eyes, he didn't care about this sour thing, and he brought people to him on time.

"Oh no, it's been attacked!" Suddenly, someone threw down two pieces of colorful cloth to cover the face of the two of them, Helian Meteor threw away the cake as soon as possible, he tore off the two pieces of cloth and looked closely, there were two charming and veiled Wanshao girls standing in front of him, one of them also threw a wink at him affectionately, he blushed, picked up two large flower cloths and handed them to them, "Miss, your things." ”

Meng Yanxi looked at the two big flower cloths, it was nothing else, it was the dress that the girl's family wore every day, how could the big girl's family throw it at the big man with her own dress in broad daylight, the barbarian and uncivilized land is really shameful.

Meng Zhubo felt that he had read the books of the sages for several years, and if he did not educate and persuade them, he would really be a scholar in vain, so he took a step forward and bowed, and opened his mouth to start a long speech, but one of the two girls threw him a flattering look at him at this time, and the other laughed as if he couldn't help laughing.

Meng Yanxi felt that something was wrong when she heard it, how could the girl make a man's laughter? He tore off the veil of one of them, and suddenly his facial features were distorted, and he couldn't see it, and Helian Meteor also ripped off the veil of the other one after another, and he almost fainted on the spot, "Little ...... Little Marquis...... Ah Yang, you are simply ...... Simply ......"

"Sven scum!" Yuwen Jingyu and Huo Yang spoke in unison, and regardless of Meng Yanxi's resistance, they directly picked up a piece of floral clothes and forcibly pressed him there to dress him up.

Helian Meteor squatted aside and continued to nibble on his big cake, and when he saw three big girls standing in front of him, he almost choked himself to death without taking a breath.

Meng Yanxi looked generous and righteous, holding the secret letter written to him by Yu Wenzheng and gritted his teeth and said: "If it weren't for the prince's trust, I, Meng Yanxi, would rather die than do this!" ”

Huo Yang grabbed his shoulder and threw out a wink, "Okay, okay, I want to be in the wind, countless girls in western Sichuan, they are not heroic and sacrificed themselves, what are you sad that no one wants?" ”

Meng Yanxi shook off his arm and did it alone.

Yuwen Jingyu packed up the powder box, and saw that Helian Meteor was still nesting on the side to nibble on his big cake, and threw the remaining flower skirt into his arms with a backhand, "You wear it too!" ”

"What?" The flatbread immediately fell out of Helian Meteor's mouth, and he pointed at himself, "I'm going to pretend to be a woman too?" ”

"Yes!" Yuwen Jingyu and Huo Yang nodded in unison, and even Meng Yanxi turned around and looked at him with a look of indispensability.

Helian Meteor looked at the direction and was ready to run at any time, "The lord only asked me to send Lao Meng, and didn't say that I should do anything else...... Didn't say ......."

Yuwen Jingyu and Huo Yang glanced at each other, one left and one right blocked his way of life, one of them held a skirt and the other held a powder, and the temptation was threatening: "Do you pretend to be pretend?" Dress up or not? Don't pretend to help you! ”

In the night, Queen Sai Xue of Wanshao presided over the main hall, tired back to the bedroom, she opened the window lightly, looked at the leafy branches in the pavilion and sneered, a generation of queen's decrees are constrained everywhere, the country is not a country, the family is not a family, but she still has to pretend to come to Mozha City to preside over the spring silkworm ceremony, in order to bless the people with wealth, God knows if this country is still her country next year, home or her home?

Life is ironic!

If she did it again, she would not save that person, even if she loved him, she would not save her, she would kill him with one sword when he was most in danger, so that he would be destroyed forever, and she would never be able to endanger her country and her home again!

The shadows of the trees outside the window flickered, and suddenly a dark shadow flashed, and her eyes must be, "Who?" ”

In the blink of an eye, the lights in the room went out, and before she could react, her limbs were sore, and she was paralyzed on the ground, gradually losing consciousness.

In the eighth year of Wanshao Guoli and the Spring Silkworm Ceremony, the queen disappeared in the palace of Mozha City.

In the big tent, Yuwen Zheng raised his hand and threw the secret letter on the charcoal basin, "Zijin, Lin'er, they are done!" ”

Yu Zijin's eyes blinked, "Then why don't we move yet?" You only have a few hundred elite horsemen and you want to capture Gong Xi Ruihe alive? ”

"When did I say I was going to capture Gong Xi Ruihe?"

"Then where are you going to take me all the way south?"

He smiled evilly, "Go to Nanluo to inspect the garrison camp!" ”

Yu Zijin was slightly surprised, the Nanluo garrison camp has always been under the jurisdiction of Yang Li, and the subordinate generals are all his henchmen, if Yuwen Jingyu successfully captures Gongxi Ruihe, Yang Li will be against him, if there is a case, they only rely on a few hundred fine horses, how can they return safely? This man is simply playing with fire!

Yu Wenzheng pinched her cheek and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have been working hard for many years, but I don't want you to kill yourself casually with my defeat!" ”

"That's, I'm still waiting to see Lin'er get married, waiting to hold my grandson!" She didn't have a good breath, and pulled the letter on the table casually, and she wondered in her heart where this person's confidence came from, right? She suddenly realized, "Yang Li's army has your henchmen?" ”

She has always wondered, even if Yang Li has deep ability, but after all, it is the power of the 100,000 garrison of Nanluo, he has been planning painstakingly waiting for 18 years of status to avenge his blood, how can he so easily hand over the power of the 100,000 garrison to a Yang Li who is not completely loyal to him at all?

The premise that can make him so relieved is that unless it is, the important generals in Yang Li's army must have hidden piles planted by him!

Yu Wenzheng smiled by default and said, "But do you know that the secret stake for the husband may not be used this time!" ”

"Why?"

"Yang Li" Yu Wenzheng was stunned, "I'm afraid that he hides far deeper than you and I think!" ”

Yu Zijin didn't understand much.

Yu Wenzheng said again: "Do you know the things in the world, reasonable, Gongxiyue made a big mistake back then, once this matter is revealed, not only the Gongxi family is full, and even the Yang family will suffer from disasters because of this, and Yang Li has always been good at protecting himself, in order not to suffer from the pond fish, even his reputation, it can be said that he is trying to hide the truth of the things of the year, if I insist on revealing this matter, its interests will inevitably be damaged, and then in order to keep the power and status in his hands, what do you think he will do?" Is it a blatant rebellion against me or a betrayal of Gongxi Jianing? ”

Yu Zijin's eyes widened suddenly, she fell silent, and did not answer Yu Wenzheng's question, the greed and evil of human nature are very unimaginable, and her heart began to worry about Gongxi Jianing.

At the turn of the spring and summer of this year, the queen of Wanshao disappeared in the spring silkworm ceremony, and was nowhere to be found, and the prince acted as the political officer.

The proposal was quickly opposed by the pro-king faction, and the prince was furious, imprisoned the pro-king faction in the palace dungeon, and planned to ascend the throne on the eighth day of the first month of the same month in the palace feather hall.

On the day of the enthronement ceremony, the queen returned, and quickly assembled the army with the long-missing holy order moon talisman of Wanshao, and the soldiers and horses loyal to Wang Fu also quickly defected, and Wang Fu's party was killed, leaving only Duanmu Ruihe alone, and was escorted back to Xiyuan by Haoqing Marquis of Xiyuan and others who entered Wanshao to assist Queen Wanshao in seizing power.

In the same month, Yingcheng Wang Yuwen Zheng took the princess to Nanluo to inspect the garrison camp, Fang Zhi, the first-class Chengen Gong, Annan General Yang Li knelt outside the gate to ask Yingcheng, Yingcheng and the concubine to, asked why, Yang Li said: "The last general is guilty, the wrong marriage, Gong Xiyue father and son are really heinous villains!" Afraid of the Lord, betraying benevolence, secretly manipulating the hand of the devil's axe, causing the rebellion of the Chu Nanyi tribe, tired of the lord's blood relatives have no existence, the last general will be negligent, the day before yesterday I learned that Yu Gongxi Jianing this poisonous woman's mouth, the last general has ordered this poisonous woman to hang herself to death, please inspect the Lord! ”

Twenty years of husband and wife, night and night pillow people, Yang Li kept saying that he loved Gongxi Jianing, but at the critical moment, he pushed her out for self-protection, this shot was to kill her, until she got on the carriage back to Luzhou, Yu Zijin looked incredulous, and when she saw Yang Li bowing to her and Yuwen Zheng under the car, she almost vomited.

Yuwen Zheng held her in his arms, and when the curtain was lowered, everyone in the dark car could see the enthusiasm on his face, but the glittering crystal in his eyes could feel his emotion, and his two hands were tightly interlocked on his chest, such as the boy and girl under Dongliu City that year clasped and fit together, for a long time, he suppressed his emotions and spoke, "Zijin, eighteen years, I have waited for eighteen years for this day, I didn't expect eighteen years to be so long and difficult, but the arrival of this day is so easy to be short, easy to spend a soldier, But I waited for twenty years. ”

In the eleventh year of Chengxing in Xiyuan, this year was a year that shocked the world, eighteen years ago in the third year of Changhe, the rebellion of the Yi tribe in southern Chu, hundreds of people and the five surnamed scholars were slaughtered, and the land of southern Chu was uninhabited for thousands of miles, but who would have thought that the mastermind behind the bloody massacre of the rogue turmoil turned out to be the late Metropolitan Governor of Gongxi, the recognized founder of the founding of the Xiyuan country, Gongxiyue? When this shocking conspiracy, which had been hidden for 18 years, was revealed, the whole world was boiling.

The day of the demise of the first family in western Sichuan has come completely.

After the founding of the country in Yuwen Zheng, Yuwen Zheng assisted the establishment of the West Plains, had planned and built the layout of the city, at that time everyone could not understand why the center of the city would build a marble brick square covering an area of Hongda and with a three-story circular pedestal, when the people of the Yingcheng Wangfu put the spiritual seat of the five surnamed scholars of Chu Nan on the pedestal, when the number of prisoner cars pressed the clansmen of Gongxi Gate to the square, people completely understood that it was an altar, which was the altar that King Yingcheng had prepared for his family and the people of the Chu Nan Shi clan, and it was the place where the soul of Gongxi had been prepared for a long time.

The sky was overcast, dark clouds covered the day, and the square was surrounded by a silent crowd.

In the attention of tens of thousands of people, Yu Wenzheng was dressed in a black plain suit, without modification, and Yu Zijin on his side was dressed in plain white, without powder, and the two of them, one black and one white, walked side by side to the top of the altar in the attention of thousands of people.

Yuwen Zheng raised his hand and took out a roll of black silk from his sleeve and threw it to Helian Meteor, "Read!" ”

Helian Meteor said yes, unfolded the black silk and sent an internal force to transmit the voice: "The ancestors of the clan, enjoy in the sky, unfilial piety, for 18 years, end the Gongxi clan here, sacrifice to my ancestors, and mourn in the past"

The wind blew through the square, sending the deep and low voice of Helian Meteor into everyone's ears, and further revealing the beginning and end of the rebellion of the Yi tribe back then, the crowd listened to it with indignation, and when Helian Meteor finished reading, the square was already scolding, and countless people shouted to kill the nine clans of the Gongxi clan.

The once glorious Gongxi clan has now fallen to this desolate situation, many of the clansmen who were escorted and kneeling in the square began to lament and cry, depressed, even if Gongxi An Ying, who had already entered the palace, had been abolished and escorted to this point, the glory in front of him was not kept, but the name after death was also rare!

Yu Wenzheng looked deep ahead, nodded to Yu Wenpeng, and after Yu Wenpeng raised an order, a prisoner car slowly drove into the center of the square, and several big sweaters escorted the people in the prisoner car out of the car, it was an old man with white hair and a wrinkled face, even his eyebrows and beard were white, he was huge, his eyes were blank, he was wearing a tattered coarse cloth clothes, his messy beard was dirty and messy to cover his face, and he could only see that the old man's complexion was still okay.

People have speculated that this person was escorted here, but what is the relationship with the Gongxi family? But the Gongxi family has always been a decent and famous family, how can there be such a number one person?

Old Taijun Zhao, who was sitting on the stage, couldn't help but squint her eyes and look at the person carefully, for a long time she stood up from the stool in disbelief, she pointed her finger at the person with a trembling finger, "Father-in-law Xiyue?" ”

The audience was in an uproar, everyone thought that Gong Xiyue, who should have been dead for more than ten years, was still alive, and for more than ten years, he was imprisoned by Yuwen Zheng in the dungeon of Yingcheng Wangfu, fed with ginseng and deer blood precious herbs every day to prolong his life, and has been hanging his life until today, in order to let this initiator see with his own eyes what evil seeds he planted will bear today, in order to let him watch his children and clans being slaughtered one by one, and taste the pain that Yu Wenzheng tasted back then.

Since he appeared, Gongxi Yue has never spoken, he hasn't even blinked, his expression has always been dull, no matter how Gongxi Ruihe screams, he didn't react, but when he passed by Gongxi Jianing's body, his expression began to change slightly. After more than ten years of captivity, the time when no one to talk to him had already made him a little delirious, and when he saw these familiar and strange people in front of him, he gradually became restless.

However, it was too late, Yuwen Zheng stood on the high platform and looked down at him and waved his hand lightly, there were already several clansmen of the Gongxi family who had landed on the ground, watching the blood gradually about to splash on him, Gongxi Ruihe's face began to appear with fear, and Gongxi looked at Yuwen Zheng in a daze, the tip of his nose was the fishy smell of blood, and the initial strong color in his eyes became gradually desolate, he gradually grinned wildly, laughing at his misremembered life, the proud young man who saddled his horse and horse for him finally landed on the head of his father and son, not the head of the world.

When the last two heads hit the ground, it rained in the sky, like the heavy rain that night washed away the blood stains on the ground, but it never washed away the gloom on people's hearts.

Yu Zijin stood by Yu Wenzheng's side, holding his cool hand tightly, blowing the wind with him on the top of the high platform, and letting the rain wash it.

Yuwen Jingyu stood in the distance and looked at his parents quietly, fantasizing about their bloody hugs when they were young, and behind him, Qing Huan hugged his young son who had just turned 100 days old and leaned on Su Heyun and cried, "Ting'er, have you seen it?" Your uncle has finally avenged his parents and relatives whom his mother did not meet."

Eighteen years have passed, and the young man finally avenged himself and his family with his forbearance and waiting