Fu Jiuqu's dark eyes flashed with a different color.

"Nightmares?"

"Hmm." Xin Yi groaned slightly, and his voice became strange and inexplicable, "I dreamed of the battle of the Southern Expedition. Smoke of gunpowder, banner hunting, blood all over the ground, corpses all over the ground......"

Fu Jiuqu's eyebrows sank slightly, but Xin Yi's eyes were half-squinted, as if he was immersed in memories.

"There was a general who was afraid that General Di would rob him of his merits, so he hastily led his troops into battle, defeated Nong Zhigao, killed and wounded thousands, provoked General Di's anger, and beheaded him and his generals and colonels a total of more than 30 people, and then reorganized the army's morale, standardized military discipline, and attacked Kunlun Pass ...... on the night of Shangyuan Festival."

Fu Jiuqu narrowed his eyes slightly.

If it weren't for a dream, how could Xin Yi have made up such a bizarre and true story? Tell me about things that haven't happened yet? Although she is good at medicine, she is also a weak woman who has never been to Yongzhou.

Fu Jiuqu hugged Xin Yi's shoulders painfully.

"It's me who is not good, and I am worried about you."

Xin Yi shook his head, "General Di later defeated Nong Zhigao and made great achievements. ”

Fu Jiuqu couldn't help but be stunned, "This dream is very good." Why is Eleven a nightmare? Still worried? ”

Xin Yi stared at him directly.

Standing on the Yueyang Tower, the king of Guangling County, who was hunting in his clothes, was gentle and smiling, how could he be half a villain's viciousness?

She stepped on VR, spanning 900 years, probably to save him, right?

Xin Yi no longer hesitated, "Brother Jiu, I dreamed that General Di had made great contributions, but he was collectively rejected by the courtiers when he returned to the court...... Later, he was dismissed as a privy councillor and became known to Chenzhou ......"

Fu Jiuqu glanced at her lightly, his eyes were faint and cool, "It's just a nightmare, don't worry about it eleven." The master won the hearts of the officials, and when he pacified Nong Zhigao and returned to the dynasty in victory, he made the first contribution of the Great Song Dynasty, and the officials would not treat the heroes badly...... Peace. ”

With a sense of relief, Fu Jiuqu said firmly and confidently.

"You really are, you can worry about winning a battle in a dream. Little Eleven, this is not like yours......"

Xin Yi's throat was blocked, like a ball of cotton.

There are some things that are hard to believe before they happen.

When it happens, it's too late......

In fact, Di Qing was demoted to Chenzhou, and if it was normal, he would not have died.

The cause of his death is recorded in the history books with only four words - gangrene mustache, death.

Just a sore on the corner of the mouth, the person is dead, who dares to believe it?

Later generations had different opinions about Di Qing's death, and no one could see the truth.

As far as Xin Yi knows, it is also from the plot of Bianjing Fu.

The plot says that after Di Qing was demoted to Chenzhou, because his reputation in the army was too great, the Zhao Song regime, which had obtained the "cup of wine and release military power", was very jealous of him, and sent people to "condole" him every once in a while, and he was under surveillance for the rest of his life, and Di Qing died of depression.

"Brother Jiu." Xin Yi thought for a while, and asked tentatively: "If I said that I dreamed that General Di died of depression not long after he was demoted, would you believe it?" ”

Fu Jiuqu's face changed, staring at Xin Yi's serious little face, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Little Eleven, what's wrong with you?"

The corners of Xin Yi's lips pursed slightly, "I was probably scared by the dream." ”

"Fool." Fu Jiuqu took her into his arms with one hand, stroked her back, and sighed with a smile.

"No, it won't. I know my uncle, and I know my master. Don't say your dreams won't happen, even if they do......"

He lowered his head and pinched Xin Yi's face.

"Master is not a warlike person, he took the initiative to invite Yingnan to conquer Nong Zhigao, all for the honor and disgrace of his family and country, not for promotion and wealth. If he is really degraded because of this, he will never lose his interest, and he will end up depressed, you forget, he still wants to grow vegetables and fish, out of Chenzhou, isn't that exactly what he wants? ”

Xin Yi was speechless.

Idiot, that's why I'm depressed.

A scheming person who loses power for a while will try to make a comeback, and if a selfless person is abandoned by the whole world, it is tantamount to a collapse of faith and all hopes......

"Let's go, it's windy upstairs." Fu Jiuqu patted her on the back.

"Brother Jiu." Xin Yi suddenly grabbed his sleeve, but when he looked over, he lowered his head slightly, "The most terrifying thing I've seen in my dreams......... Haven't told you yet. Do you want to hear it? ”

Fu Jiuqu snorted, "Say." ”

Xin Yi looked at him seriously, "I dreamed that you became bad after the battle in Kunlun Pass. ”

Fu Jiuqu chuckled and reached out to pinch her waist.

"How bad?"

Xin Yi didn't struggle, let alone squeamish, looking at his eyes showed a trace of confusion.

"You are murderous, ruthless and bloodthirsty, and you will kill people at every turn, and you will cut ...... with a thousand knives"

Scold! Fu Jiuqu smiled and tapped her head with a jade board finger, "Now others say the same about me." ”

"That's different." Xin Yi thought of the picture in the plot that even the dubbing became gloomy and terrifying after blackening, and thought of Fu Jiuqu's bewitching face after blackening, cold eyes, one head and two big.

Now people say that he is bad, because they don't understand the softness of his heart and his feelings of being willing to give up one person for his family and country.

Bad ...... in the plot That's the bad of Kyushu, and it's the devil's Jedi thirst for killing......

Xin Yi's body couldn't help but tremble, and he suddenly opened his arms, hugged Fu Jiuqu's waist tightly, and pressed his head against his chest.

"Anyway, I don't allow you to change - you will always be the current Ninth Brother."

"No change." Fu Jiuqu stroked her back, lowered his head and pressed his chin to her forehead, and smiled thoughtfully.

"There is Little Eleven, and the ninth brother is the ninth brother, the ninth brother who is longer than the world."

Xin Yi suddenly felt funny, his heart relaxed inexplicably, and he hooked his tail finger when he pulled him.

"It's a deal."

Fu Jiuqu smiled indulgently and patted her head.

"I'll send you back."

Xin Yi had a smile on his lips, "Where are you going?" ”

Fu Jiuqu pondered, "Go to Zhizhou Yamen." ”

Xin Yi nodded, "For that case?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Jiuqu told her, "The bandits who set fire to the Yuelai Inn that day were not gangers. ”

Xin Yi frowned: "Then who are they?" ”

Fu Jiuqu said in a deep voice: "Prisoners in Yuezhou Prison. ”

Xin Yi was suffocated.

A gust of wind blew and blinded her.

The body was also instantly cool.

"I'll wait for you to come back."

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When he learned that the dead adults were all related to the prison, Xin Yi felt that there was something wrong with it.

Otherwise, why did the adult in charge of household registration survive?

The occurrence of this series of things in Yuezhou seems to be due to love and hatred, but behind it is like a nameless black hand stirring the storm......

Xin Yi initially thought that it was related to Zhao Zongshi's crown prince, and then after the Yuelai Inn incident, she and Fu Jiuqu were assassinated, and it was difficult to determine whether this assassination was to retaliate against Fu Jiuqu's help to Zhao Zongshi, or if it was originally aimed at them......

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Zhao Mansion.

With Gao Miao's support, Zhao Zongshi finally got off the sickbed and sat in the flower hall.

Xin Yi asked about his condition, and seeing that he was recovering well, he breathed a sigh of relief for Gao Miao.

After all, it is a couple who still have five children, so they can't just fall down......

Zhao Zongshi's spirit is acceptable, and he has a lot of thanks to Xin Yi, and Xin Yi is not polite, and accepts all the orders.

"What is the use of the general and the county monarch in the future, even if it is ordered."

Zhao Zongshi smiled slightly and looked at Gao Miao.

"My husband and wife have never had a grudge against others, they have always been indifferent to fame and fortune, they can't get married, and they live in seclusion, which should not have been such a catastrophe...... It's also my fault for provoking these rotten peach blossoms, which makes me feel sorry for me. ”

Indifferent to fame and fortune, living in seclusion.

I don't know if the palace is considered a retreat?

Xin Yi suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the future emperor.

At least at this moment, Zhao Zongshi can't see the slightest ambition, but he will eventually be involved in the torrent of history and can't extricate himself......

"When the king of the county takes care of the affairs of Yuezhou, we will leave. In the past two days, if the general is uncomfortable, even if he looks for me, don't be polite. ”

Zhao Zongshi nodded: "There is labor." ”

Gao Miao immediately laughed at him and snorted lightly: "Where will he look for you, or am I looking for you?" Hum! All things are in my hands. If I don't care, I'm afraid he will be eaten by those female foxes long ago. ”

Zhao Zongshi was slightly embarrassed and laughed.

It's not that you don't want to be beautiful, but you don't want it because you're afraid of it?

Xin Yi couldn't help but laugh.

The three of them were talking, and Bao Makeup came in and said that Duan Sui had come to find Xin Yi.

Seeing the displeasure on this girl's face, Xin Yi knew that Duan Sui must have provoked her again.

She hurriedly said goodbye and went out, and saw Duan Sui holding a knife in his right hand, walking around the courtyard, looking anxious.

"What's wrong?" Xin Yi approached.

Duan Sui turned his head, "Little lady, let me go, the ninth master is waiting for you." ”

Xin Yi didn't ask much, and said to Bao Makeup, "Tell Junjun for me, and say that I will look for her later." ”

Bao Xuan glared at Duan Sui dissatisfied, and said to Xin Yi with a smile: "Lady remember to come back for dinner, Junjun asked people to buy your favorite chicken, and the stove just killed ......"

Iniquity!

Xin Yi smiled in response and followed Duan Sui out of the Zhao Mansion.

Along the way, Duan Sui's expression was very serious, and when he arrived at the place, Xin Yi saw the two giant stone lions, and then he realized that he had arrived at the Zhizhou Yamen.

"What is Brother Nine looking for me to do?"

"Don't ask, lady, just go in and know."

Duan Sui tied his horse and walked in two and three steps, and Xin Yi couldn't help but speed up his pace.

In the inner hall, a bloodstained man was lying on the door panel, if it weren't for the familiar Taoist robe, Xin Yi would almost not recognize him, he was the half-immortal who sold talisman paper.

When Cheng Cang took people to Tan's pharmacy, all the people inside died, including the shopkeeper who showed Xin Yi the way.

Only this half-immortal fate is big, and there is still one breath left......

Fu Jiuqu: "Eleven, save him." ”

Xin Yi nodded, squatting down to inspect the situation of the half-immortal.

Xin Yi: If you still don't understand anything when you see this, don't worry, I'll explain it to you later. If you feel uncomfortable, go and scold the author, I am innocent.

Fu Jiuqu: Whoever scolds Eleven, step over my corpse first-

Xin Yi: If you die or live at every turn, I will say that you will definitely be blackened, you still don't believe it, you see, how bad you are.

Fu Jiuqu: I was wrong, Little Eleven, I will only treat you badly in the future.

(End of chapter)