At the beginning of the ninth year of auspicious charms.

The four-state coalition army was like a bamboo, and seven cities were connected, and half of the entire territory of Gyeongju fell into the hands of the coalition army. The Gyeongju rebels entrenched themselves on the Meridian Road, strictly guarding and surviving. Most of the rebels defected, and the soldiers defected or tied up their commanders and sent them to the coalition camp.

"Only Meridian Road and Gyeongju City remain."

Bai Ziche looked at the camp tent under the bonfire, like thousands of shining lights. In the distance, there is a valley that stretches endlessly, and the steep walls on both sides look like huge axes that stick straight into the ground. Xiao Xiao Lin Mu roared like a ghost cry in the evening breeze.

"You haven't been talking lately, and you're preoccupied." Bai Ziche looked at Chu Zhixia, "Do you have any other concerns about the Meridian Dao?" ”

Chu Shixia shook his head and said, "I just don't understand Wu Guang. ”

"Throughout the ages, there have been countless people who have been forced by officials to rebel against the people and those who have rebelled. Emperor Taizu was also unbearable to the tyranny and oppression of the previous dynasty, so he rose up to establish the imperial dynasty. I am not surprised that Wu Guang proclaimed himself king, but after he was crowned king, he neither built a large number of buildings, nor did he recruit Meiji - the timing of his claim to be king is also very strange, saying that it is to win the hearts of the people with fame and fortune, which is also a little reluctant. ”

Chu Zhixia sighed faintly: "It's like a fight to the death, and it's like a ...... I can't tell. ”

Cheng Yuan suddenly approached the two of them and arched his hand: "Your Highness, eldest lady, there is a messenger from Gyeongju City." ”

Chu Zhixia was stunned for a moment and confirmed to him, "Is it Gyeongju City or Meridian Dao?" ”

"Gyeongju City." Cheng Yuan affirmed.

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Mr. Teach's surname is Yang, with gray hair, thin cheeks, and a thin but straight body. He has a stern face that children will be afraid of, and there is no transgression in his gestures, and Zhou Zheng has reached the point of rigidity.

"This must be His Royal Highness King Qi." Mr. Yang looked at Bai Ziche, his voice slightly hoarse.

Chu Zhixia silently pressed the hilt of the sword, and took a step sideways to stand beside Bai Ziche.

"Then this is the young general of the Chu clan in the clouds." Mr. Yang turned to look at Chu Shixia.

"Why did the gentleman come?" Bai Ziche was the first to ask.

"Coming for war." Mr. Yang said, "I would like to ask Your Highness two questions, Your Highness, please swear by the Heaven and Earth Clan, and do not lie or conceal it. ”

These words can already be called offensive, but Bai Ziche's face remained unchanged, and he said: "I swear by the Heaven and Earth Sect, and there is no half-word lie." ”

"Has the plague in Binzhou subsided?"

Bai Ziche and Chu Zhixia glanced at each other and said, "The Binzhou plague has disappeared, and it depends on the rejuvenation of Dr. Tanyun in Yanzhou. Corrupt officials in Binzhou should be arrested, and it has been half a year since the new officials took office. The orphans in Binzhou are now being educated in Yangzhou Academy, and when Binzhou is rebuilt, they will be sent back to Binzhou to find relatives and friends. ”

"If Wu Guang surrenders, will he really not hurt the people of Gyeongju City?"

Chu Zhixia held down Bai Ziche, stared at Mr. Yang and said, "Wu Guang has already claimed the title of king, and the capable generals under him have all passed the court in the court, and these people can't run away." But if Wu Guang opens the city gate and surrenders, I can guarantee that the coalition forces will not disturb the peace of the people. ”

Mr. Yang's cloudy eyes stared at Chu Zhixia for a moment, as if to confirm the truth of her words. Chu Shixia calmly met his gaze until Mr. Yang took off the package he was carrying and opened the box in the package.

Inside the box was a human head covered in lime.

"The traitor Wu Guang has committed suicide, and the main force under the traitor's command is also here, and he is at his disposal. Tomorrow morning, the gates of Meridian Road and Gyeongju City will be opened for the coalition forces. Mr. Yang trembled and held the human head, and said word by word, "Please also ask the young general to fulfill his promise and not hurt any of the people." ”

Chu Zhixia was stunned.

She reached out to remove the lime from the skull, revealing a still young face. This is indeed Wu Guang's fault, Chu Zhixia ordered people to paint his portrait, a young man who looks a little honest.

"You killed him?" Chu Zhixia stared down at Mr. Yang, and the indescribable emotions in his chest surged.

"He killed himself." Mr. Yang repeated.

"Why did he kill himself?"

"The winner is the king, and the loser is the loser. Wu Guang saw no hope of winning, so he committed suicide. Mr. Yang said, "I brought his head to exchange for the final benefit." No matter what the truth is, a hundred years from now, the history books will be written like this, so the truth doesn't matter. ”

"No one will remember." Mr. Yang muttered.

Chu Zhixia closed the box with a "bang" and handed the head to Cheng Yuan. On the night of early spring, the cold of winter had not completely dissipated, and Chu Zhixia felt that his heart was frozen hard by the slightest wisps of cold, and it would make a muffled sound when it hit the ground.

——

There is no stratagem, no deception, no small and big bets.

Meridian Road and Gyeongju Fortress did indeed open their doors to welcome the coalition forces into the city, or rather, there were not many defenders left.

After Chu Zhixia entered the city, he learned that Wu Guang had summoned all his subordinates with names and surnames to feast and drink in the original Assassin's Mansion, and these people were all staunch main battle factions. Wu Guang poisoned all his subordinates, sat alone on a table full of corpses, drank the last pot of wine, and finally committed suicide.

Mr. Yang cut off his head and walked out of the meridian road to surrender.

The rebellion ended in a ridiculous ending, and the dust settled in the spring of March.

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Nine years of auspicious charm, April.

Chu Zhixia walked to the prisoner cart with a pot of water, lifted the cloth covering the cage, and looked at the old man who was chained with iron chains.

Mr. Yang is already at the age of teasing his grandson, and it is very reluctant to travel a long distance to the imperial capital to be punished. Along the way, he vomited and fell ill, but he miraculously survived. From beginning to end, Mr. Yang never complained or scolded, and he didn't even talk much.

"Major General." Mr. Yang respectfully addressed Chu Shixia.

"Drink some water?" Chu Zhixia handed him the unscrewed water bladder, "I will arrive in the imperial capital tomorrow morning, there are many people, and it is inconvenient for me to see you again." ”

"Will the Major General come when I am executed?" Mr. Yang took a sip of water and asked reluctantly.

"Maybe."

"The Major General has something to ask me?" Mr. Yang was very calm, "If you still ask me how Wu Guang died, I still have that answer." ”

"No, I just want to ask you, since you are from Aoyagi Town, do you know a family surnamed Mo?" Chu Zhixia stretched out his hand and gestured at his waist, "They have a daughter in their family, who is about this tall, seven or eight years old. ”

Mr. Yang looked at her in a daze, suddenly became excited, and almost struggled to get up, "Is it Mo Yuan, is Mo Yuan still alive?" ”

"It's Mo Yuan." Chu Zhixia frowned slightly, a little puzzled, "You know their family very well?" So what other relatives does his family have? ”

It is impossible for Mo Yuan to live in Yangzhou Academy all the time, and the Jishan Hall in Binzhou only raises girls until they are sixteen years old, so it is of course better if they have relatives to rely on. Chu Shixia also considered whether to keep Mo Yuan by her side, but her own situation was not good, and she couldn't face Mo Yuan for a long time, so she finally gave up.

"No," Mr. Yang said hoarsely, "there is no one in the Mo family." ”

Chu Zhixia's nerves were suddenly relaxed.

"The government of Qingliu Town arrested us and tortured us, and Mo Yuan's brother went to the assassin to complain about his crimes, but he was sent back by the officials who shielded each other and tortured us to death." Mr. Yang's hair was scattered, as if he was lying on his body in extreme pain, "Later, someone slaughtered the government, and I escaped." At that time, the Mo family's wife who was pregnant with Liujia had starved to death, and Mo Yuan was nowhere to be found. ”

“…… I'm sorry. ”

"What apologies? If we were the ones who won, we wouldn't be merciful. Maybe it's because of people like you that Da Zhou can continue. Although I think that the number of Qi in the Great Zhou has come to an end. ”

Mr. Yang looked at the bonfire in the dark night and said lightly: "These days, I have heard Yu Linwei talk about the new deal. It turned out to be such a good thing, and it turned out to be just us...... Bad luck. ”