The heavy night gradually dissipated, and after the darkest battle, the city of Guardian City once again woke up as a victor, the sky was white, and the pale golden morning light was trying to poke its head out.

Zhu Luoyun breathed heavily, raised the long sword in his hand, and stood tall, and the soldiers around him cheered, Wan Ziyu was in a robe, stained with blood, but he was still as steady as Mount Tai, sitting in the palace hall.

The rebels rebels were either killed or captured, and the city of Wei'an was still the city of Wei'an, the palace was still the palace, nothing had changed.

A snow-white carrier pigeon flew to Shi Qingshan with this news and delivered it to Zhu Xingzhan. Zhu Xingzhan's solemn expression was a little more brisk.

At this time, there was no need to say anything, Zhu Luofeng had obviously seen something from Zhu Xingzhan's expression, they were defeated, Zhu Luofeng knelt all night, his body was already wooden, but he still tried hard to break free from the guard's hands, the resentment in his eyes had long been disdainful of hiding, and he roared, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!!"

Zhu Xingzhan stood up and walked slowly in front of Zhu Luofeng. Zhu Luofeng looked at it, his heart was indignant and dissatisfied, and full of incomprehension, he didn't understand what he had planned for so long, even if there were small mistakes and omissions, he had made all the preparations, how could there be problems, how could he fail, and he was defeated miserably.

Zhu Xingzhan stared at him carefully, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had looked at this son like this, although he was a little sad, but too much was disappointed, completely disappointed, "Do you know why it was a failure?"

Zhu Luofeng didn't answer, just gritted his teeth, and his eyes were full of blood.

"Because you are my son. Zhu Xingzhan paused, a hint of sympathy appeared in his eyebrows, and then he said word by word, "Knowing a son is better than a father." ”

Zhu Luofeng struggled hard, but he couldn't break free from the guard's hands.

Zhu Xingzhan sighed heavily, waved his hand and beckoned the chief manager of He Sheng to command, "All those who participated in the rebellion of the king of Qingping do not need to be interrogated, they will be killed on the spot!

"Yes!" After He Sheng received the order, he looked at Zhu Luofeng tentatively.

Zhu Xingzhan sighed slightly, "Zhu Luofeng, the king of Qingping, did not repay the emperor's kindness, and was rebellious, so he is now removed from the title of king of Qingping, confiscated all his family property, demoted to a concubine, and imprisoned in the Qingping palace for the rest of his life." Zhu Xingzhan stared at Zhu Luofeng, his gaze became deep and sharp, "You just guard your huge Qingping Mansion and live the rest of your life in peace!"

The dust has settled on the rebellion of Wei'an City and Shi Qingshan, and all the participants have been ambushed, and the leader of the Lingye Palace, who is the evil Jianghu, has also been ambushed, and all the affiliated rebels have been uprooted. But the only regret is that Tang Yunde, the former doctor of Xingwei Mansion, that is, the traitor ambushed in the imperial court in Lingye Palace, took advantage of the chaos to flee Shiqingshan and disappeared.

However, Zhu Xingzhan has already issued a sea fishing document and made every effort to arrest it.

All those who died due to the eradication of the Lingye Palace were given rewards and compassionate money to their relatives, and as for Xu Xiangkun and monk Pingrong, Zhu Xingzhan has also arranged a generous funeral and reward.

For Shang Pingrong's reward, including the thick burial, Shang Huaifeng declined all of them, he just wants to take his son home in person, return to his own home, watching Shang Pingrong's body into the burial, Shang Huaifeng stroked Shang Pingrong's cold cheeks again, shed a few tears, and silently thought in his heart: Ping'er, sleep in peace! Dad escorts you home.

In an inconspicuous courtyard somewhere in Wei'an City, a heavy knock on the door was very harsh in the quiet morning, He Yukun yawned, and took two attendant disciples He Xi and He Yan out to check carefully, "Who?"

The next moment, before they could open the door, the door was knocked open, and the person who came was Ouyang Ze's guard Feng Yichen, Feng Yichen led a group of subordinates, his expression was cold, He Yukun's expression was full of panic, "What are you going to do?"

Feng Yichen's eyes were as cold as a knife, but his tone was respectful, and he even arched his hand and replied, "Childe, the head of the family specially sent his subordinates to personally escort you back to the mountain." ”

Seeing that the situation was not good, He Yukun turned around and wanted to escape, but was fiercely held by the guards who came up from the left and right, unable to break free, Feng Yichen looked at it, and ordered in a cold voice, "Take it away!"

............

Time passed, the clouds rolled up, and Shiqing Mountain ushered in the first snow after winter, with thin snow covering eaves, trees, mountain roads... Wrapped in silver, it looks like something special.

The light of the temple is still shining with Buddha's light, the bell is long and long, and the sweeping monk takes a broom to clear the snow.

The room is spacious and bright, the brazier on the ground is warmly burning charcoal, the water is boiling on the stove on the side, the spout is slowly steaming outward, slowly spreading in the air, the whole room is very warm, not affected by the cold winter at all.

Li Zifeng fell into chaos, and his last consciousness was a closed paper-back space, with no end, let alone a way out, only infinite darkness and despair.

Countless memories kept repeating in front of me, and my throat felt as if it was being burned by fire, and I couldn't make the slightest sound. He wondered, what had happened to him, was he dead or was he alive?

Li Zifeng tried hard to open his eyes, looking around at the warm environment around him with confused eyes, and the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, what the hell is going on?

Outside the window, the sun was shining, the snow was covered, and the sound of bells, wooden fish, and the rustle of sweeping the floor were intertwined and rushed into the ears, and there was a faint sandalwood incense. Is he still alive? Or is this the legendary Netherworld?

Just thinking about it, as if he heard someone make a sound in surprise, Li Zifeng looked hard, but found that he saw things extremely hazy, as if there was a semi-transparent gauze curtain in front of him, probably a person dressed as a palace attendant, he was staring at Li Zifeng with wide eyes, and said in a shrill voice, "Wake up! Wake up!!"

After a while, the imperial doctor Shan Yinyun came to check the pulse, and saw that Li Zifeng was awake, and the pulse was fine, and the smile between his eyebrows and eyes couldn't help but grow, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the white beard under his forehead fluttered.

Within half a day, Ouyang Ze rushed from the Yangui Garden. It's not that Ouyang Ze doesn't want to accompany him, it's just that he is busy with affairs, and there are many aftermath matters in each branch, so he really can't take time to visit. Moreover, after all, Guangfang Temple is a royal temple, and there are no special circumstances, and it is not convenient for Ouyang Ze to live permanently.

When he walked to the residence of the distinguished guest, Li Zifeng, who was dressed in cyan clothes, was standing in the courtyard, looking at the scene through the black veil covering his eyes, Ouyang Ze sighed deeply, that battle was tantamount to a stimulus to Li Zifeng's eyes.

Li Zifeng's eye disease recurred, and Shan Yinyun was helpless.

He had already made it clear to the saint that although Li Zifeng was in good health, because his eyes had not been properly maintained, and he was busy running around and working, his emotions fluctuated too much, which led to the recurrence of his eye disease.

In this regard, Li Zifeng did not feel sorry, it was better to be able to see vaguely than in darkness, and besides, he had long been accustomed to judging some things by sound and feeling. Except that sometimes it is not very convenient to move...

"You're awake. Ouyang Ze's eyes were sour, and his tone was a little relieved.

Li Zifeng nodded, experiencing the feeling of dying again and again, he was calmer than before.

Ouyang Ze sighed lightly, and slowly talked about the scene when they brought Li Zifeng back, when Li Zifeng was almost dead, Shen Zhiping took the risk of ordering his Tianmen Acupoint and pulled him back from the Hades Palace.

After being taken back to the absolutely safe Guangfeng Temple to recuperate, Zhu Xingzhan deliberately left the imperial doctor Shan Yinyun and the chief eunuch He Sheng to take care of Li Zifeng personally until Li Zifeng recovered.

"If it weren't for you restraining the charm, I'm afraid that all of us would have already become ghosts on Shi Qingshan. ”

"Fortunately, I was not dishonored. Li Zifeng said indifferently.

"Fortunately, you are still alive......" Ouyang Ze wanted to say something approving, but he couldn't say anything, he deeply understood that any words of praise at this time would be pale and powerless to Li Zifeng. All the praise or reward is far from making up for all the damage caused to him.

Li Zifeng nodded lightly again, and turned to look at Ouyang Ze, but he could only see a vague outline, but it was much better than the first time he had an eye disease before, because he no longer had the original thoughts.

"There are some things I think I should let you know. Ouyang Ze's tone was a little stunned.

Li Zifeng lowered his head and asked tentatively, "But Hongyuan Villa?"

Ouyang Ze nodded, "All the adult men in Hongyuan Villa who participated in the rebellion were beheaded, and the rest of the relatives were exiled to Northern Xinjiang. There is also Li Muyang's wife, Ke Zhen'er, His Majesty was gracious and authorized her to take her personal maid to practice in a clean nunnery, accompanied by the ancient Buddha and green lanterns. ”

Li Zifeng sighed lightly, this kind of result is already good, and it can be regarded as worthy of Li Shijie's deathbed entrustment.

Ouyang Ze seemed to see through Li Zifeng's thoughts, sighed and continued, "As for your brother Li Shijie, the teacher also sent people to the bottom of the cliff where he fell to look for him, except for a few broken white bones and the corpses of some birds and beasts, nothing else was found. ”。

Li Zifeng turned around and bowed solemnly to Ouyang Ze, "Master Lao is worried." ”

It's just that some words are like a fish in his throat, Li Zifeng opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, some things are in the past, don't mention it......