"Young owner? Are you talking about the young owner of Wenxintang? Ye Tianhuai was confused, and he didn't know why Qin Yang suddenly mentioned this person.

"yes. The young owner entered the palace to rescue him, didn't His Majesty see him? ”

Ye Qianhuai frowned and asked, "Enter the palace to rescue the driver?" You make it clear. ”

Qin Yang didn't seem to expect Ye Qianhuai to ask him like this, and thought for a while: "Early this morning, the Shaodong family came to Wenxin Hall to look for me, and asked me to go out with him to Tianmen Street opposite Chengtianmen. After a while, Lin Yuxiu and the others arrived at Chengtianmen, and the Shaodong family and I were guarding from a distance. Later, there were more and more people outside Chengtianmen, and I followed Shaodongjia to find a place with a good view on Tianmen Street to watch the situation of Chengtianmen. ”

"I have been paying attention to the situation in front of Chengtianmen, and I didn't notice that when it was almost noon, a pigeon flew out of nowhere and landed in the hands of the young owner. Shao Dongjia took a letter from the pigeon's leg, and after reading it, his face changed suddenly, saying that something was going to happen, and asked me to go downstairs to the crowd, squeeze to the front of the crowd, and protect the students of Wenxintang. ”

"I asked him where he was going, and he said that His Majesty was trapped and that he was going to the palace to rescue him. Then we went our separate ways. After speaking, Qin Yang thought about something again, and added with some unhappiness, "Before leaving, he also took away my short sword, otherwise I wouldn't have suffered a loss in front of the forbidden army with my bare hands." ”

Ye Tianhuai listened to him and slowly widened his eyes.

The young owner in his mouth is too familiar and ready to come out.

For a while, many things came to Ye Qianhuai's mind.

She suddenly remembered that when the middle school students of Wenxintang discussed the emperor, Qin Baozhu swore that the emperor was on the side of the students. At that time, everyone questioned her, and she had mentioned that she heard most of the emperor's things from the mouth of the young owner.

And most of the accommodation expenses of the students during their stay in Beijing were paid in advance by the young proprietors of Wenxintang.

At that time, Ye Qianhuai also sighed that this Wenxintang was actually a wealthy master.

Later, Qin Baozhu entered the palace, and when the two had a deep conversation that night, Qin Baozhu mentioned the Shaodong family again. She once sighed that Ye Qianhuai's tone of speech was very similar to that of the Shaodong family.

Yes, that is the gentleman she chases every day, his words and deeds, his ambitions and ideals, are not only described by Ye Tianhuai on the drawing paper, but also by her in her words and deeds.

She learned from him to write essays, learned from him not to smile, and learned from him to needle the times.

How can it not be?

For a long time, this young proprietor of Wenxintang has been a vague and distant image in Ye Tianhuai's heart, just like Wang Lisong, the wine festival of Wenxiao.

They trusted her, supported her, spread the right path to the people, and made the people believe in her, the powerless emperor.

It can be said that without them, there would be no Lin Yuxiu who served the country with death, there would be no Qin Baozhu who believed in the emperor, and there would be no courage to recommend Xuanyuan by the blood of the world's scholars.

But at this time, Qin Yang's words made Ye Qianhuai feel that the vague image of the young owner of Wenxintang seemed to coincide with a person she was familiar with in front of her eyes, and it became clear.

"What is your name?" Ye Qianhuai asked a little stiffly.

Qin Yang was also taken aback, as if he didn't expect that Ye Tianhuai didn't know the Shaodong family at all.

"I don't know what the name of Shaodong's family is, I only know that his surname is Lu, and his official position in the court is not low."

Taiqing Pavilion Bachelor, the emperor's only gentleman, his official position is not low.

"Lu Yanchen ......," Ye Qianhuai muttered.

She had forgotten him!

I don't know what happened to him after he fought the forbidden army in the East Gate.

Ye Tianhuai looked at Qin Baozhu's bloodless face, and a wave of fear rose up, holding her heart tightly.

She never wanted to face such a death again.

Ye Tianhuai turned around abruptly to look at Li Baoquan, and asked eagerly, "Li Baoquan, do you know what happened to Donglinmen?" What happened to the eight Zuo Yawei who followed me to kill them? ”

Li Baoquan was burned by her anxious look, lowered his eyes, and said, "Six died, and two more were sent to the Tai Hospital." ”

Pain flashed in Ye Tianhuai's eyes, and he asked again, "What about Lu Yanchen?" ”

Li Baoquan raised his eyes to look at Ye Qianhuai, shook his head and said, "There is no news of Mr. Lu." ”

"Isn't there any trace of him in the East Gate?"

Li Baoquan paused, as if he couldn't bear it. But in the end, he still told Ye Qianhuai: "Your Majesty, after you led people to rush to the door, Xu Liang chased after the elite of the right guard, leaving only some people to fight with the minions." When the minions led the people to break through the blockade and catch up, they came to the east of the door...... It was full of stumps and broken arms, and rivers of blood flowed. ”

In the end, Li Baoquan's face changed, as if a scene of hell on earth appeared in front of him.

"How many people died?" Ye Qianhuai asked.

"The minions estimate that there must be more than two hundred people." After speaking, Li Baoquan added, "But there is definitely no Mr. Lu among them." ”

"Give me your sword."

Ye Tianhuai took Li Baoquan's waist knife and ordered, "You guys take care of Concubine Lan's affairs." ”

With that, she lifted her leg and walked out.

"Your Majesty!" Li Baoquan knelt down in front of her, he looked at her left arm hanging with a bandage, and said with tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty beware of the dragon body!" ”

"Get out of the way!" Ye Tianhuai said coldly.

Li Baoquan didn't speak or move, just looked at Ye Tianhuai with a worried face.

The expression on Ye Qianhuai's face really looked like he was going to fight hard with someone.

The cold wind of Shengjing's spring night rolled in along the steps of the dungeon, passing between the stalemate master and servant, making the candle flame burning outside the cell door tremble.

Qin Yang took one last look at Qin Baozhu's corpse on the stone bed, he withdrew his gaze and said to Ye Tianhuai: "Your Majesty, the last general will go with you!" ”

Ye Tianhuai and Li Baoquan set their eyes on him together.

There were still deep and shallow tears on his face, and Ye Qianhuai wanted to persuade him to stay, but he didn't know what to say.

And Li Baoquan's eyes when he looked at him were full of reproach and helplessness, and his eyes were full of "What are you here to make a mess of".

However, Li Baoquan never expected that the containment in his eyes fell on Qin Yang's eyes, but it turned into a look of worry. Qin Yang comforted him and said, "Gonggong Li, the last general promises you that I will definitely bring Your Majesty back well!" ”

Li Baoquan couldn't help frowning and sighed helplessly.

"Don't worry, I'm about to get married. Li Baoquan, who is most worried about my dragon body now, but there are other people. After Ye Qianhuai finished speaking, he snorted coldly and stepped out of the door.

Qin Yang hugged his fists at Li Baoquan, who was kneeling on the ground, and followed Ye Tianhuai out of the dungeon.

The bleak morgue fell silent.

Li Baoquan looked up at the small window on the wall, showed a smile that was both relieved and bitter, and muttered: "Your Majesty, if you have a spirit under the spring, you will regret it when you see the appearance of the four princes today......