Volume 4: The Year of the Curtain Chapter 205 Don't Wash My Blood by the Spring Rain

This world-wide war against the Tang Dynasty began with a conspiracy in the capital of Yan State, but the real turning point occurred in Qinghe County, where the rebellion set off by the lords of Qinghe County destroyed the Tang Dynasty and the lake of Daze was dyed red. Later, the Xiling Temple coalition army invaded the north through the road, and the Zhennan army could not rush to help, if it were not for the disciples of the academy to pay the tragic price of serious injuries and even broken arms to defend Qingxia, the Tang Kingdom would really be destroyed.

This was the first rebellion in the territory since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, and according to the news transmitted back afterwards, the scene at that time was extremely bloody and miserable. Therefore, compared to the powerful Xiling Temple and the Golden Horde Court, the lords of Qinghe County were the most angry objects of the Tang Dynasty military and civilians.

The lords of Qinghe County still have the rules of the year, especially in order to win the trust of Li Yu and ensure the suddenness of the rebellion, leaving hundreds of clansmen in Chang'an City as hostages Chapter 205 of the Year of the Fourth Curtain Do not use the spring rain to wash my blood, there is no shortage of important people among these clansmen, and when the news of the rebellion came back to Chang'an City, these people naturally became the top priority of Tang State surveillance. The people in the guild hall once tried to escape, and almost succeeded, but in the end, they were captured under the ruthless methods of Yin Shangguan Yangyu of Chang'an Mansion, who was not good-looking, and since then they have not been able to step out of the guild hall.

One faction believes that all these people should be killed with the fastest speed and the most cruel punishment, so as to deter the rebels of Qinghe County, and at the same time pay tribute to the spirits of the Tang Dynasty sailors and hundreds of martyred officials, while the other faction believes that if you want to deter the rebels of Qinghe County and contain the lords at the same time, then you should use these lords' children as bargaining chips.

With the arrival of the Xiling Temple mission, especially with the sudden change in the situation, the peace treaty between the two sides is about to be signed, no matter which faction's opinion is no longer important, the Tang officials can only watch these people being taken out of the hall and then sent back to Qinghe County, no matter how unwilling they are, they can only remain silent.

At this moment, Ning Que walked into the Qinghe Guild Hall. He was greeted by a middle-aged official, wearing the second hundred and fifth chapter of the fourth volume of the year of the curtain without using the spring rain to wash my blood in the Tang Dynasty official uniform, but he did not wear a crown, his eyebrows were straight, and his appearance was dignified.

"I've seen Mr. Thirteen. The middle-aged official said calmly and politely.

Ning Que said: "Since you don't admit that you are a Tang person, why are you still wearing the official uniform of my dynasty?"

This middle-aged official's surname is Cui Mingyuan, and he is the second son of the old lady Cui of Qinghe County, who has been an official in Chang'an City for many years, and served as a noble idle post in the Ministry of Rites before the war.

Although the Qinghe Guild Hall is always under the strictest surveillance and supervision, the imperial court has not deliberately humiliated the children of these lords, and their daily life is provided as usual, but hundreds of people live in the guild hall, where can there be any casual clothes, so Cui Yuan has always worn the old official uniform.

Cui Yuan's smile was a little bitter and said: "I am a Tang Dynasty official, and the elders of the clan are unwise and unconscious, and they dare to be rebellious, which really has nothing to do with us." ”

Ordinary people may have some considerations because of these words, but Ning Que will not. He didn't care whether Cui Yuan's attitude at this time was true or not, he only knew that this person was the second son of Old Lady Cui and an important figure among the lords.

He said, "I heard that the old lady has a few very beloved grandsons, who are also in the guild hall?"

Cui Yuan looked at his expression, knowing that there was no need to make any cover up in front of this thirteenth gentleman, and said with a long sigh: "Please also ask Mr. to calm his anger." ”

Ning Que said: "Anger is like being cautious, it is a very difficult thing. What's more, the Tang people have always thought that Qinghe County is their own people, and the rebellion of the lords is a stab in our back, do you think that the people living in this city can still greet you with a smile in this situation?"

The expression on Cui Yuan's face was a little ugly, and he said: "The family of thousands of generations of poetry and books is older than the history of Chang'an City, and now I just want to go back to a thousand years ago, and I really dare not call it a rebellion." ”

Ning Que said: "This is reasonable. I know what you're worried about, otherwise with your lords, even if I'm trapped here, I'm a villain and I won't be without a cup of tea. ”

Cui Yuan smiled bitterly and said: "Who is not afraid of death? ”

Ning Que said: "Although I can't calm my anger, I have to tell you one thing very unwillingly when I came here today, Xiling Temple wants to protect your hundreds of lives." ”

When he said this, he always paid attention to the expression on Cui Yuan's face, and saw that this person was still calm after hearing the news, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

That's exactly what he wants to see.

Cui Yuan looked at him again, and said in a trembling voice: "Even if Mr. Zhi is angry, he is still grateful, and after returning to Qinghe, he will definitely restrain the clansmen and make peace with the Tang Dynasty." ”

Ning Que admired this person's appearance very much, and thought that the lords of Qinghe County really had a profound background, even if it was a male who entered Beijing as a hostage, he still showed an extremely perfect appearance under such circumstances, and he did not show the slightest words or aura that might displease or anger the Tang people.

He said, "I don't understand the intention of the Xiling Temple. ”

Cui Yuan thought to himself, how could you not know, at this time he just wanted to hear what he said, and said bitterly: "If you can't keep Qinghe County, who else in the world dares to believe in the temple?"

"Reasonable.

Ning Que said thoughtfully: "The reason is not in the pitch, but in the big fist, the fist of the temple is relatively large now, so they are more reasonable." ”

Cui Yuan said in a harmonious voice: "The academy is just a temporary edge, why should Mr. be humble?"

"I've never liked to be humble, even in the world, now the fist of the Daomen is relatively large, but in Chang'an City, it must be the fist of the academy that is relatively large, so I decided to reason first. ”

Ning Que looked at him and said, "You said earlier that if you can't keep Qinghe County, who else in the world would dare to believe in the Divine Temple, this sentence is very reasonable, then why do you say I won't kill you?"

Cui Yuan frowned and was puzzled, thinking to himself if you want to kill us, why do you say so many things?

Ning Que said: "The lords of Qinghe County, or you can really reproduce the scenery of a thousand years ago, unfortunately, you and the people in the guild hall probably didn't have a chance to see it." ”

Hearing this, Cui Yuan's expression changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice: "What does Mr. mean by this? Could it be that the previous words are all false? Could it be that the Xiling Temple does not have this requirement?"

"Xiling Temple really wants you to live to prove Haotian's greatness. ”

Ning Que looked at him and said: "The problem is that you Qinghe County killed more than 300 officials of my Tang Dynasty, more than 1,000 people died from the main general to the auxiliary soldiers, and more than 1,000 people are still doing hard labor in the coal mountains in the lower reaches of the Fuchun River.

Cui Yuan understood what he meant, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he shouted angrily: "Mr. Thirteen, do you want to sabotage the peace talks?

"Under the rule of the Tang Dynasty, the lords of Qinghe County have not been dogs for a whole thousand years, and the time is too long, you seem to have forgotten how dogs are done, and you have forgotten the consciousness of being dogs. ”

Ning Que said: "Fighting a dog really depends on the owner's face, and the owner definitely wants to protect his own dog, but if I really kill you dogs, what can your master do? At most, let me pay some money, do you still expect me to pay for my life? After all, dog life is cheap, and human life can never be valuable." From the day of the rebellion in Qinghe County, you have become the dogs of the Xiling Temple, and your life is worthless. ”

Cui Yuan glared at him and shouted: "If you want to kill, even if you come, I have been waiting in the hall for so many days, and I never thought that I would be able to leave alive, even those children are ready to be martyred, why should Mr. say those words to humiliate me? Is this the style of the Tang people?"

"I know that you are ready to die, and that the request to sue you to the temple is not to humiliate you, but to restore hope that you will have hope, that hope will be so good, and how painful the despair that follows will be, just like the officers and soldiers who died at the hands of the lords. ”

Ning Que said: "This is indeed not the style of my Datang military and civilian, it's just that I have always been a **-type Tang person, in order to give back the pain to the opponent, I can do a lot of things, I will be very patient, you will be the first to experience, and it will definitely not be the last." ”

Cui Yuan's face was extremely pale, when he heard that the Xiling Temple had asked Tang Guo to send hundreds of people, including himself, back to Qinghe County, there was a trace of joy in the depths of his eyes, at this time, those joyful colors had long disappeared, and there was no hope in sight, even if there was peace and no more zĂ i, only despair remained.

"I had vaguely heard some suppressed cheers, and I felt happy to think that our conversation had spread throughout the hall, and to think that those cheers would later turn into screams. ”

After Ning Que finished saying this, he took out the Pu knife and sent it forward.

With a soft pop, the sharp and heavy blade slowly pierced Cui Yuan's abdomen.

Ning Que began to draw the knife, and his movements were very slow and gentle, so Cui Yuan was very painful.

Cui Yuan covered his bleeding abdomen and slowly sat down on the chair, his face was pale, his chest kept rising and falling, and he looked in great pain, but he couldn't die for a while.

Ning Que walked to the door of the Qinghe Hall with a knife.

The Yu Lin Army and the disciples of the Fish Dragon Gang Punishment Hall had completed the siege of the Qinghe Guild Hall.

Ning Que instructed: "Kill those who wear my Tang Dynasty official uniforms slowly, and don't forget to take off their official uniforms when collecting corpses, and be less than fourteen years old." ”

"Yes. ”

The Yulin Army and the Fish and Dragon Gang responded in unison, and walked past him with murderous intent.

In the hall, a young man from Qinghe County ran down from upstairs, hugged Cui Yuan's dying body in the chair, burst into tears, and cried: "Father!"

A man from the Ichthyosaurus gang cut him down in a pool of blood.

The massacre of the Qinghe Guild Hall officially began, there were dead people everywhere, blood was shed everywhere, the sound of blades cutting into flesh and bones, the sound of miserable cries, drifted far away with the spring rain.

Ning Que stood outside the threshold of the Qinghe Hall with a Pu knife and watched the spring rain linger.

The rain on his garment had dried up, but it was freshly stained with blood.

Whether it was the Yulin Army or the Fish and Dragon Gang, they were a little reluctant in the face of some special objects, Ning Que did not give them time to hesitate, and chose to let their iron knives stain blood.

He didn't wipe the blood, because he probably couldn't wipe it clean.

(Continue writing, strive to update the second chapter before half past twelve.) (To be continued!!