Chapter 207
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Yes, he was not drunk, he had always been so sober that he saw his own sinking soberly. [Full text reading. γ
Time flies in a flash, and the years are like merciless hands, easily drowning out the memories and vows they once made.
He raised his head, and in front of him was the clothed mound of his parents and relatives, a high mourning hall, and a majestic mausoleum, covering an area of thousands of hectares, but only a few clothes and relics were buried in them. Their heads are still resting in the Hall of Sins in the Great Xia Holy Temple, and their bodies have long been fed by wild wolves in the flames of war in the troubled times.
He picked up the cup, and the spicy liquor slid down his throat like hot coals. A low wind blew into the wide hall, and the curtains swayed gently, like the water sleeves of a woman dancing lightly on the stage, lingering. Yan Xun's vision is still clear, his face is handsome, slightly colored, his cheeks are thin, and there seems to be a heavy haze under his eyes. Looking closely, there seem to be a few silver threads hidden between the temples, and under the faint candle flame, the silver light is shining, with a little vicissitudes.
In just two years, he was already so tired, his whole life seemed to be walking on a wrong path, with endless forks in the road at every step. Gradually, the people around me set out on their own roads, and although they set off together at the same time, they had their own directions.
"Father." In the heart of stopping the water, these two words suddenly appeared, like a stone, gently shattering the calm lake, "Father, you deceived me." β
Yan Xun raised his head, looked at the portrait on the altar, his father's face, lifelike, he looked at his childhood most admired relatives, and said quietly: "You said that Yanbei is a paradise on earth, the most free and rich place in the world, you said that everything you have done is to open up an immortal cause for future generations for thousands of years, but you are wrong, you are wrong." You ruined Yanbei, ruined yourself, and ruined the Yan family. In the eight years in Zhenhuang, I survived by immersing myself in trust and fantasy in you, but when I returned to Yanbei after nine deaths, you don't know how disappointed I was. β
Yan Xun's face was expressionless, the hall was deep and silent, he quietly looked at his father's portrait, and said in a deep voice: "There are cliffs on all sides, and there are cold-blooded frosts everywhere, but father, you are in a safe corner, building your imaginary paradise in the cracks, do you know what a naΓ―ve idea this is?" So the emperor won't let you, the world won't let you, and even your subordinates have betrayed you, just because you don't have such great strength and can't do what even the emperor can't do.
"Father, I killed Mr. Wu and Miss Yu, just because they are still carrying on your will, and have become a stumbling block on my way forward, I have given them a chance, but unfortunately they are not willing to cherish it; I killed Jinjing, just because Datong wanted to support her as the master, as long as she was still there, Datong would not give up; I killed those old generals of yours because they were short-sighted, but they still held important positions. I've killed a lot of people, and I'm getting closer to my dreams. β
Yan Xun raised his head and drank a glass of spirits, poured another glass, poured it on the ground in front of him, and said slowly word by word: "Father, I will not be like you." β
Yan Xun stood tall and turned to leave, the hem of his shirt sweeping the fine dust on the hall. His steps were vigorous, his composure, every step was so firm, and the candle flame shone on him, and the shadow was so long on the ground. Behind him, there are the spiritual positions of the loyal martyrs of Yanbei in the past dynasties, including his parents and brothers, as well as the ancestors and ancestors, and the loyal generals who have contributed to Yanbei, Mr. Wu, Miss Yu, Xiaohe, Jinjin, Biancang, Xirui, Adu, and even the generals of the beautiful army who died to protect Beishuo, Wudanyu and Fengting......
So many pairs of eyes, in the depths of the candlelight, watched him silently walk out of the hall step by step, step by step out of the dead man's resting place.
His pace is so steady, without a hint of hesitation or regret.
The oncoming wind blew coldly, Yan Xun's eyes were as black as ink, he remembered the night he left Zhenhuang, and Achu went back without hesitation to rescue all the officers and soldiers of the Southwest Town Government who were besieged in the imperial capital, maybe from that moment on, he had foreseen today's ending. They each have different ideals and beliefs that cannot be reconciled, so they will inevitably drift apart and embark on different paths.
There is a price to be paid for the fulfillment of any dream.
And the price he paid was that he was no longer the person she remembered.
The feeling of powerlessness crept in, but he quietly pressed everything down.
Achu, the moment you turned to leave, I knew that you were destined not to follow me in this life, you were destined to walk in the light, and I would never be able to get out of this mountain of corpses and blood for the rest of my life. I can't fly with you, so I want to break your wings and keep you at my side. Now, I'm finally failing.
The deep voice of "Achu ......" slowly sounded in the empty hall, like a trace of white air shuttling in the cold north wind. The man stood at the door of the main hall, and the cold moonlight shone on his face, with an eerie paleness. He slowly closed his eyes, his expression so calm, but his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and a foggy silence was raised.
"Achu...... Are you coming back......"
The cold moon is like frost, half of it is covered by the clouds, and it is difficult for birds to cross it. He stood on the top of the mountain, his ethereal gaze sweeping over the entire land of Yanbei. He thought quietly: Perhaps, she will not come back.
"Your Majesty!" Ah Jing pushed away the guard's obstruction, staggered to kneel on the ground, and said excitedly, "Your Majesty, save the girl, the dragon yin snow has sealed the door, Daxia has been besieged for many days, and the girl is about to be unable to hold on." β
Yan Xun didn't speak, looking at the towering mountains in front of him, and seemed to fall into deep contemplation.
"Your Majesty, the girl has followed you for many years, from birth to death, perseverance, and her exploits are in the eyes of all of us. Your Majesty, do you really have the heart to kill her? Have you forgotten what you once said? Ah Jing's eyes were red, he kept kowtowing, and said in a loud voice, "Your Majesty, please, open your grace, please......"
"Ah Jing," Yan Xun suddenly spoke, as if he had only discovered his existence at this time, and asked with a puzzled frown, "How can I save her?" β
Ah Jing was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Open the gate of Longyin City and send troops out of the city to help ......."
Before Ah Jing finished speaking, Yan Xun asked rhetorically: "Do you think that even if the Longyin Pass is opened, will she come back?" β
Ah Jing was stunned for a moment, meditated for a long time, and then muttered, "That...... Then cancel the southern Xinjiang waterway defense line leading to Bian Tang, open the Tang Water Pass, and let the girl go south. β
"To the south?" Yan Xun's voice was so calm that he couldn't hear the slightest ripple, and he asked softly: "Then will she never come back?" β
Ah Jing was dumbfounded and could no longer speak.
Yan Xun pulled the corners of his mouth, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Does that mean that I will lose her forever?" β
It was so cold at night, Ah Jing only felt that there was a cold all over his body, and after thinking for a long time, he suddenly jumped up from the spot, turned around and ran, shouting loudly as he ran: "I'll go and persuade the girl to come back!" β
Yan Xun didn't stop him, didn't even look at him, and still stood there quietly. Dark clouds are covering the moon, and it's going to snow again, is Achu unable to hold on? Why don't you come back, silly girl? He frowned and thought, like a simple young man, who had deceived himself and discarded all political factors, as if they were still quarreling and angry when they were children, and thought angrily, why don't you come back? It's so cold outside.
If life is only as it first sees, Achu, will you still choose to be entangled with me? Have you ever imagined where you are today? How deep is your hatred for me?
"Your Majesty," a deep voice sounded behind him, Cheng Yuan knelt there, his attitude was still the same as always humble, "Please open the waterway pass and let Lord Chu go south." β
Yan Xun was slightly stunned, turned his head, looked at Cheng Yuan, and said, "What?" Are you also coming to intercede for her? β
"The subordinates are not interceding for Lord Chu." Cheng Yuan said calmly, "The subordinates are interceding for His Majesty. β
He slammed his head deep on the ground, said in a low tone, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, let yourself live." β
Yan Xun's heart seemed to have been stabbed suddenly, and it hurt vigorously.
"If Lord Chu dies at the hands of His Majesty, His Majesty will not be happy in his life. You also said that no matter what dreams you have, you must live first, only by living, there is hope for everything, and if you die, it will never be too late. β
Yan Xun was silent for a long time, the wind blew his clothes, and he stood on the top of a high mountain, like an eagle with wings ready to fly.
"Cheng Yuan, why do you want to say these words, don't you have a holiday with Achu?"
"The subordinates and Lord Chu did not have a holiday, and the subordinates offended Lord Chu before, but it was an unintentional mistake, and later they wanted to put her to death, and they also wanted to protect themselves. Now Lord Chu can no longer threaten his subordinates, and his subordinates don't want to watch her die. The most important thing is," Cheng Yuan raised his head, looked at Yan Xun with blazing eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I don't want Your Majesty's heart to be entangled. In this world, only His Majesty can make me realize my wish, and only His Majesty can make me truly follow and surrender. My loyalty to Your Majesty will never change, even if Your Majesty is heinous and abandoned by heaven and earth, I am willing to follow Your Majesty until my blood turns to ashes. Your Majesty wants to kill all the people in the world, and I will be the first to raise my sword; Your Majesty wants to fill the East China Sea with corpses, and I will be the first to cut off my own head. I was despised by the world for half my life, because I couldn't find something really worth believing in. Now, I have found it, and Your Majesty's hope is my faith. Therefore, I do not want Your Majesty to live in regret for the rest of your life. Your Majesty, let her go. β
Yan Xun's thoughts were suddenly so vast, and for a moment, he remembered all the past ten years, but in the end, they all converged into one picture: the young child got up from the pool of blood and looked at the young man with eyes full of hatred. His heart ached slightly at that moment, and then his fingers brushed the child's neck. The wind blew the tousled hair on the child's forehead, and he remembered those unyielding eyes forever.
Eventually......
He slowly closed his eyes, and pulled himself out of that memory, all his love was cut off by him, and it hurt bloodily.
"Order General Qiu to open the waterways in southern Xinjiang and let them ......"
"Your Majesty!"
A scream was heard suddenly, and the messenger staggered up the stone steps up the hill, shouting as he ran: "Frontier Rush! Frontier Rush! β
Yan Xun and Cheng Yuan turned their heads at the same time, and saw that the messenger was full of panic, knelt on the ground with a bang, opened the letter and reported loudly: "Qi Shaoqian, deputy general of Tangshuiguan in southern Xinjiang, reported that on September 16, Tangshuiguan in southern Xinjiang was attacked by an unknown enemy, and the enemy's origin was unknown. General Qiu, the commander of Tangshuiguan, was killed, and all the officials above the rank of major general in Tangshuiguan were killed in battle, except for Weichen, and the casualties reached more than 30,000. Yesterday afternoon, the Tangshui Pass was breached, and we and the enemy started a street battle, this is the last messenger and the last horse of the subordinate, I hope we can rush out and report the news to Your Majesty. Weichen will stick to his post, even if he dies in battle, it will not damage the prestige of my Yanbei army. The 50,000 soldiers of Tangshuiguan have been entrusted by His Majesty and bow their heads here. β
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