95. Funeral

Capital

Today's capital seems to be filled with a solemn atmosphere in the air.

On the streets, from time to time, there are brocade guards riding their horses past, full of murderous intentions.

The people of the East and West No. 2 factories were dispatched one after another.

The mansions of the officials of the six ministries were broken open by the brocade guards and then escorted into prisoner cars.

Several wealthy families that were once prominent in the city are no longer in their former glory.

Destroy the family!

Any wealthy family that dares to resist will be bloodily suppressed.

The whole family, no one was spared!

Jinyiwei, who had been silent for a long time, reached a peak in power for a while.

An old man in the capital sat under a tree, looking at the prisoner cart in the distance and sighed: "This is the real Jinyi Guard." ”

During the period of the first emperor, the authority of Jinyiwei reached its peak.

As the old men of the capital, they knew very well how strong the Jinyi Guard was at the beginning.

In the Tobe Shirou Mansion,

Cheng Hongnian came with a knife on his shoulder, his eyes were cold.

In the courtyard, an old man with white hair held a wine glass and looked at Cheng Hongnian who came from outside the courtyard with a smile.

"Master Cheng!"

Tian Jijun put down the wine glass in his hand, got up and straightened his clothes, and chuckled: "I'm sorry for you to come in person." ”

Cheng Honghong's face was indifferent: "Lord Tian, come with me to the edict." ”

Tian Jijun's old face did not have the slightest fear, but was unusually calm.

After all, he already knew his end.

"Master Cheng." Tian Jijun glanced at Cheng Hongnian deeply, and suddenly said, "Is it worth it for you to do all this?" ”

"You should understand what you're going to face next."

Cheng Hongnian's face was still calm, and he said coldly: "I don't have to worry about this, I don't have to worry about it, I will be loyal to the king, this is my mission, and it is also my duty." ”

"Haha!"

Tian Jijun strode outside the courtyard and laughed loudly: "Master Cheng, I am waiting for you in the Imperial Prison." ”

Cheng Hongnian held the knife in one hand, looked at the sky and was silent.

He planned so much, but he only found the layer of the Tobe squire.

Above the court, there were not a few people who colluded with the White Lotus Sect, and he deliberately released the news in order to lure out these people.

Back then, the White Lotus Sect was able to rebel and sweep through several states, did they really think that they could do it alone?

Back then, I don't know how many officials and wealthy families were involved.

Rise a country, destroy a country, there has never been a thousand-year-old dynasty, but there is a thousand-year-old family.

In the eyes of those people, there is always only their own interests.

The rise and fall of dynasties and the lives of the people are not as important as a silver ingot in their eyes.

There are some things, it's not that he doesn't want to investigate, but he can't check it anymore.

There are too many people involved behind this matter, and the interests of too many people are involved.

There is even the shadow of the Guogong Mansion and the Marquis of Wuqing Mansion behind it.

Once the prince of the country, the emperor's relatives and relatives, but colluded with the rebellious White Lotus Sect, if the news came out, wouldn't it make the world laugh.

Tian Jijun is just a scapegoat introduced by those people.

As long as His Majesty is unwilling to tear his face, this matter can only end here.

Cheng Hongnian took out a secret letter from his arms, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he whispered to himself: "Lin Mang, I really didn't misunderstand you." ”

If you want to stand above thousands, you must stand before thousands.

If you want to sit in this position, you must isolate yourself from the court officials.

Jin Yiwei can only become a knife in the hands of His Majesty!

……

Yanshan County, a deserted village, under the locust tree.

"Boom!"

A sword roared through the sky.

A sword crosses the sky, and the sword qi of the waves gathers, like a big river.

In an instant, the sky seemed to be filled with this sword, and the flying snow seemed to be pierced by this sword qi.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, it seemed that only this sword was left.

Sword Qi Condensation!

A golden snake sword shadow dozens of feet long rose into the air.

At this moment, a huge vortex storm was generated head-on, and the sword qi in the sky was sucked into the vortex and continued to dissipate.

On the top of the tree, a white-robed figure stood.

He was about forty years old, handsome, but his eyebrows drooped slightly, and a few deep wrinkles appeared on the side of his mouth, which inevitably gave him a slightly old and miserable appearance.

He didn't say anything, his expression was indifferent, he seemed to be in the distance, but there seemed to be something in his eyes.

"Golden Snake Langjun, Xia Xueyi, really deserves its reputation."

The white-clothed figure raised his eyes slightly, and looked down.

In the snow, Xia Xueyi, who was holding the Golden Snake Sword in her arms, frowned slightly, and her tone was slightly surprised: "Qiankun has moved, are you Mingjiao Yang Xiao?" ”

"Let's go back!"

"You can't move that man."

Yang Xiao's expression was still indifferent, and he didn't seem to pay attention to the golden snake Langjun who was known for his ruthlessness on the rivers and lakes.

The golden snake sword in Xia Xueyi's arms trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a gathering of sword qi around her.

But after a few breaths, the sword qi in the sky dissipated like mist.

Xia Xueyi turned around and left, and her figure gradually disappeared into the wind and snow.

Yang Xiao chuckled, stepped into the air, and walked away proudly like a goshawk.

……

Yanshan County, government office.

The dilapidated county office has now been restored.

On both sides of the hall stood a brocade guard standing with a knife on his shoulder.

The county hall is surrounded by white silk and a plain color.

In the hall, two good coffins are quietly placed.

In the coffin, there were two corpses with bruised faces.

One of them is Yanshan County Ling Gao Cunshan, and as for the other, it is Yanshan Jinyi Wei Baihu, Sun Heng.

Their bodies were abandoned in mass graves, and after the bandits in Yanshan were quelled, the local people sent their bodies back.

In the past few days, there has been heavy snow and cold weather, and their bodies have been preserved.

There were some old officials of the salt mountains busy in the church, and a woman and a five-year-old child knelt at the bottom.

This person is Gao Cunshan's daughter-in-law and grandson, and when the city was broken, he hid in a water cellar to save his life.

Lin Mang came with a knife on his shoulder, bowing slightly to the coffin in the hall to show respect.

When he entered the city, he learned the whole story.

Tang Qi arched his hand and said, "My lord, the time has come." ”

Lin Mang bowed slightly.

Tang Qi turned around and shouted: "Seal the coffin, raise the spirit!" ”

"Phew!"

Suddenly, a bell rang and rang three times in a row.

The lid of the coffin is slowly closed, and the coffins of Sun Heng, the order of Yanshan County and the hundred households of Jinyi Wei, will also be officially shipped.

And at this time,

Lin Mang took the initiative to walk in front of the coffin, stood in the first row, and in the stunned eyes of everyone around, he took the initiative to press the coffin's stake on his shoulder.

A brocade guard hundreds, an official of the sixth grade, but a county order of the seventh grade carries the coffin?

Sun Chengye stepped forward at the same time and stood with Lin Mang.

Lin Mang shouted in a deep voice:

"Spirit!"

"Spirit!"

The surrounding brocade guards let out a thunderous drink at the same time.

The burial procession was huge.

In the wind and snow, the coffin carried walked in the front row.

On both sides of the flanks was a brocade guard dressed in a flying fish suit.

After the funeral procession left the county office, every time it passed, the people on both sides of the street knelt on the ground and wept silently.

The cry shook the sky!

After the coffin walked by, hundreds of people spontaneously followed behind.

Hundreds of brocade guards lined up neatly, all with white cloth hanging from their arms.

In the dark,

It seems that you can still hear the mournful roar of the Yanshan County Commander outside Yanshan City:

"The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are still there, don't cry, please slow down!"