Late autumn.

The grass and trees are bleak, and autumn is strong.

"Ahem!"

A cough rose from the crowd of people coming in and out of the city gate, and in the flow of people, I saw a tall figure, slightly hunched back, like a pot in those vendors who entered the city, which looked inconspicuous.

The man was wrapped in a tattered gray jacket, with a bundle of straw mats in his arms, shoulder-length hair scattered haphazardly, and a new black stubble growing on his stiff cheeks, which looked a little untouched.

At this moment, this person was rolling his eyelids slightly, squinting at the gray-black city wall in front of him.

The world was in turmoil, and people dressed like him fell into the crowd, and nine out of ten were in the form of a grizzled face, and one was a beggar.

This city,

It's not been so lively in years.

The reason why this is so is because there are two more people in the city, one is the Empress Dowager Cixi of Naxi, and the other is the current emperor.

Yes, this is Xijing, which was known as Chang'an in ancient times.

The man's eyes were complicated, this place was extremely familiar to him, but unfortunately, he was only familiar with the city a hundred years later.

"Ahem......"

The cough rang out repeatedly.

It seems that the internal injury is not healed, and it hurts the lung meridian.

It seemed that it had rained a few times before, and he rubbed some sticky crust under his feet, and he followed the flow of people into the city.

It is said that a few days ago, when Cixi entered the city, it was raining, good guys, this time, all the officials and people in the city had to kneel in the rain and wait, and they had to wait for an hour.

In the past, you can't see so many people on the street, all of them are hungry and half dead, the poor are tight-clothed and fast-fed, and they all want to live in this world, but now it's different, how can the holy face be seen by ordinary people, don't look at it at the juncture of the country's ruin, but how can these ordinary people think so much, knowing that the Queen Mother Lafayette and the emperor have arrived in the city, and all of them are guarding the "North Courtyard Gate" one by one, looking forward to the stars and the moon, and want to take a look at what the Queen Mother and the Emperor are like, and get some blessings.

In the city, it is naturally lively, not only that, but also attracting vendors from all over the world, as well as some juggling skills and Peking Opera troupes, all of which are waiting.

Just because this Cixi can't change her extravagant nature even if she comes to this point, she has been here for less than a month, and there are already hundreds of chefs in the imperial dining room in the palace, and there are no less than 100 options for meals every day.

The officials in the city had never seen the dragon face of the Empress Dowager Naxi and the emperor, and took over the holy car, at this moment, they naturally tried their best to please them.

This "North Courtyard" is talking about the "Shaanxi Governor Yamen", and Cixi and his party did not go straight to "Xijing" at first, but fled to Xijing, with nowhere to go, so they had to fall.

It came suddenly, and the officials had no time to prepare, so they could only temporarily set this "north courtyard" as a palace.

On the street, the man grabbed two baked cakes, bowed his head, while eating, he was already walking along the street towards the north courtyard gate, passing along the way, the long street was overcrowded, some old and young masters said Guanzhong dialect, can wear a robe and horse coat that is decent, most of them are gray faces, with dark faces, wearing dirty clothes, holding hands, squatting on the side of the street, talking and laughing with people around them.

Then there are those who beat gongs and drums, singing, and those who step on stilts, breathe fire, change their faces, and juggle their performances, as for the food, they are even more dizzying, and they can't see it, as if they have moved the four archways in the west, and it is very lively.

But the man didn't have the heart to pay attention to this, he chewed the baked cakes in his mouth one after another, and didn't look at the road, but his steps could come and go freely in the crowd, slippery like a loach, until he glanced at the gate of the "North Courtyard" at the end, and his silent face seemed to change, and there was a creepy smile.

But he said who was this person? It was none other than Su Hongxin.

Glancing at the still early sky, Su Hongxin was not in a hurry to go over, thinking that there were many masters in the courtyard, as well as Gong Baotian and them, as well as the musket team, he picked a flat place to sit down, listening to the ups and downs of the storytellers in the shed, and killing time.

Today, he is no longer what he used to be, not the hairy boy who fled around in the Forbidden City, and today, it is time for him to fulfill his old words.

It's late, though.

Passers-by on the street came and went, changing one after another, the sky went from early morning to dusk, and then to dusk, but Rao was so, it was still lively, but these had nothing to do with Su Hongxin, he just waited a little longer, waiting for it to get dark.

Holding the straw mat in his arms, Su Hongxin sat on the side of the road, looking at the people talking and laughing, his face was calm and his eyes were indifferent.

It wasn't until the last trace of afterglow that the red sun set on the horizon and the sky was completely darkened, Su Hongxin pursed his somewhat chapped lips and walked towards the north courtyard.

He doesn't walk fast or slow.

But in these few short steps, the voices of people on the street who were still boiling suddenly stopped, dispersed, gone, everyone stopped talking for some reason, as if they were uncontrollable, and they only felt unspeakably uncomfortable, as if there was a man-devouring beast pacing by, a cold wind blew, everyone couldn't help but shiver, and then looked down, and their arms were full of goosebumps.

Not only did the people stop talking, but even the cockfighters, dogfighters, and the beasts in the chicken cage and dog pen all lay down one by one, silent and shivering, the rooster was so frightened that he hid his head under his wings, and the earth dog was holding his tail, and the two retreated and were soft, and they were all scared to pee, and the parrot shut up, and the cat blew up......

In the process of him walking towards the north courtyard, Su Hongxin's back slowly straightened, and then it was wide, skyrocketing, and his muscles and bones were like thunder and explosion, like fried beans in a pot, crackling, endless, full of black hair standing up like a halberd, his eyes were red, and he was making marks step by step.

Cixi, the emperor is here, there can't be only ordinary people on the street, as well as those masters of the inner house, as well as the guards.

"Who are you? Stop!"

The long street is silent, and Su Hongxin's strange appearance naturally attracts attention, but he can feel the overwhelming evil aura in front of him, murderous aura, and everyone's hearts are shocked, as if they are facing a great enemy.

"Who am I? Su Hongxin!"

His eyelids twitched, and his eyes swept away the crowd around him.

"Today, I swear to kill Cixi, not for anything else, but to have a clear conscience in my heart, and to have a clear mind, to sacrifice Wang Wu!"