Wei Changhui wiped the blood stains on the sword and put it in the scabbard, feeling relieved. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of fighting from the Nine Heavenly Mansion reminded Wei Changhui that the killing was not over for the time being.

Those loyal swordsmen in the East Palace's mansion are still putting up unyielding resistance. They have an inseparable respect and love for the East King; They also have a long-standing worship for the Father, although they have not yet had time to think about why the Father does not come down to earth at a critical moment.

"Hehe, give the order," Wei Changhui picked up the head of Yang Xiuqing, who had not had time to close his eyes, and gently wiped the blood on Yang Xiuqing's face, and his tone was also gentle, "Up and down the Dongwang Mansion, don't leave chickens and dogs!" ”

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Wei Changhui carried Yang Xiuqing's bloody head, stepped over the corpses along the way, and led Qin Rigang and Chen Chengying to the Heavenly King's Palace to give his life to the Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan.

"Heavenly King," Wei Changhui was covered in armor, kneeling on one knee, with blood stains all the way behind him, followed by Qin Rigang and Chen Chengying, who were also bloody, "Dongyi has been beheaded!" The first level is here! ”

Hong Xiuquan saw the head of the fourth son of the Heavenly Father, his fourth brother, and finally let go of his hanging heart, "Fourth brother, fourth brother, why is it too late for Heavenly Father to possess and speak to mortal beings today?" Why don't you beat me with a cane today? Hong Xiuquan picked up Yang Xiuqing's angry head, and blood flowed from his broken neck, staining Hong Xiuquan's dragon robe with several eye-catching bloodstains, "Haha, since you like to be with Heavenly Father so much, I will let you go to the Great Heaven today and be with Heavenly Father forever!" ”

The day has finally come when there will be no Heavenly Father to discipline you!

"Heavenly King, I also saw this thing in Yang Xiuqing's boathouse, my brother didn't dare to specialize in it, so I asked the Heavenly King to drop this thing." Wei Changhui took out the talisman in Yang Xiuqing's hand, the national letter written by Xingzhen.

"I know, otherwise Yang Wei wouldn't be so bold. I want to be long live! ”

"Heavenly King, although Yang Shun has been awarded the title now, how are we going to explain to the brothers of the Heavenly Kingdom?" It was Qin Rigang, the king of Yan, who was questioning.

Hong Xiuquan's heart was put down, and then it hung again.

For the Heavenly Father, the Lord God, the True God, the True Holy Decree, the Comforter, the Holy God, the Wind and the Grace, the Divine Minister, the Redeemed the Sick Lord, the Eastern King Yang Xiuqing. How did he get killed by his own brother overnight? How to explain it to the brothers? This is a question that has to be explained!

"Think about it."

As soon as the sky was bright, the king of heaven, Hong Xiuquan, issued the holy decree of the king of heaven, saying that "Dong Xi" (Yang Xiuqing) stole the artifact, vainly claimed long live, and had been killed by heaven.

Tianjing City exploded!

The armies of the Northern King and the King of Yan raided the East Wangfu in the early morning. The East King was killed, and thousands of men and women in the East King's Mansion were killed. Later, in the name of searching for the "Eastern Party", the king of the north killed dissidents. Many of Dongwang's subordinates were killed after abandoning their weapons, and civilians were not spared, and then the city of Nanjing was bloodied, and about 20,000 people were slaughtered. For a time, the corpses in Tianjing City were all over the place, whimpering again and again, and the corpses floating out of the river in the city were like carp crossing the river. They were dressed in yellow and red, like goldfish that had been poisoned and killed by a group, and their blood stained the surging river.

Shi Dakai, the king of wings, went to Tianjing more than ten days later, entered the city to meet Wei Changhui, the king of the north, reproached the indiscriminate killing, and dispersed unhappily, and fled out of the city in a hurry overnight. The king of the north failed to capture the Wing King, and killed his family and the royal subordinates. The Wing King raised an army from Wuhu to attack the North King, begging the King of Heaven to kill the North King to thank the world. At this time, most of the Taiping troops outside Tianjing supported the Wing King, and the Northern King attacked the Tianwang Mansion in a hurry. However, in the end, he was defeated by the soldiers loyal to the Heavenly King and the remnants of the Eastern King, and finally the Northern King Wei Changhui was killed on February 15 of the fifth year of Xianfeng, and his head was sent to Anhui Shida to open the camp for acceptance, and the Yan kings Qin Rigang and Chen Chengying were also executed soon after.

General Jiang Ning, stationed in Pinggang outside Yangzhou, at the beginning of February. got a report from the scout, saying that the Yangtze River had shed a lot of corpses of the Taiping army, about more than 10,000 people, Xianghou almost used the horsewhip in his hand to whip the scout half to death, "What, more than 10,000 people died in rebellion?" You're a grandfather, I'm a mallet? Now the camp in Jiangnan and Jiangbei is broken. What else can there be to fight on the edge of Jiangning! ”

After doing this, the scout swore an oath, "It's all long hair in red and yellow clothes, soaked in the river and floating, like goldfish, Junmen, if I mess up with half a sentence, you will beat me to death, and I will never say a word!" ”

Before Xianghou could go out of the camp to see the excitement, another scout came in and announced: "The rebel army in Yangzhou has retreated to the south!" ”

Xianghou was overjoyed, this is a pie falling from the sky, and he has to catch it! "Quickly send someone to keep an eye on the retreating rebellion, don't trap us, kill us one of them, and also, contact Zhang Guoliang in the south, he is close to Jiangning, and he can't tell what happened in Jiangning!"

When the excerpt of the two rivers entered Beijing, Xiao Anzi had already returned to the palace to resume his life, and in front of the palace maids, he said that he was heroic and invincible in the south, only the sails chattered and Xiao Anzi argued, for a while, Chuxiu Palace was very lively, and even the two wrens hanging under the lush apricot blossom trees that bloomed like clouds were not willing to be lonely, and learned the words of the sails decently.

"Liar!"

"Cowardly, cowardly!"

Everyone laughed and frolicked in front of the body and hall, Xiao Anzi blushed, "Fan'er, you always look down on me, when will you see my manhood, I can't say that I have to be like the father-in-law of the previous dynasty, go out to lead the troops to kill the enemy!" ”

Fan'er was about to sneer at each other, and Yang Qingxi's voice came from outside the body and hall, "It's really lively here", the originally casual palace people became solemn, and saluted to the general manager of the Yangxin Hall who walked in, Fan'er is the queen's personal maidservant, and her identity is different from others, and asked: "Gonggong Yang, what are you doing when you are old, won't you come here to reward us people?" ”

"Fan'er, you mouth!" Yang Qingxi lit the sail with his hand, "It's the Lord Long Live who invited the queen to go to the Heart Cultivation Palace." ”

"Oh?" Xingzhen put down the book in her hand and raised her neck, "Do you know what's going on?" ”

"Returning to Niangniang, it's a big joy in the south!" Yang Qingxi smiled all over his face, "Long live the good news from the south, and I called it a few times, this time the military plane has just dispersed, so let the minions hurry up to invite the master Niangniang?" It seems to be saying that it is a reverse inner bar! Many people died. ”

Xingzhen got up, Yang Qingxi stretched out her hand and let Xingzhen hold it, "This is a happy event, and it is also your happy event, I might as well tell you about this good thing, last time the palace asked your nephew to go to the south, this is the big thing, Yang Gonggong, you just wait for your nephew to choose a good official!" ”

Yang Qingxi hurriedly nodded and bowed, "It's all about the cultivation of the mother, it all depends on the cultivation of the mother!" (To be continued.) )

PS: Xingzhen is finally starting to walk to the front desk, where are everyone's tickets?!?!?!?