Wang Shihao and his group escorted Li Shiyuan and Wu Qingluan to the direction of Kunming City, and according to the order of Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, the two rebels were first escorted to the Pingxi Palace, and then escorted to Beijing on a certain day and handed over to the Qing Dynasty emperor for personal trial. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe villagers in the vicinity have already learned that Mr. Li is the third prince of Zhu rumored by the folk, and no one expected that this legendary figure would live by his side every day, and there was a lot of regret and sigh in the surprise. Now I see that his whole family was captured by the king of Pingxi, and the house was also burned, at this time, the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs not long ago, and the literary prison was greatly promoted and the Han people were wantonly slaughtered.

From the foot of the West Mountain, go north for thirty or forty miles, and then enter the city of Kunming. Pingxi Wangfu is in the center of the city, Wu Sangui was promoted by the Qing court to be the prince of Pingxi, the reputation of Tiannan, spent a lot of money to build a large-scale, majestic and magnificent Pingxi Palace. A group of people entered the city of Kunming in a mighty way, the news did not go away, heard that the prince of Pingxi had captured the third prince of Zhu, the streets and alleys of the city were discussed, and the lively people crowded on both sides of the road. Li Xiangru only followed the Qing soldiers from a distance, he was covered in mud, his clothes were tattered and tattered, his face was dirty, he looked like a little screamer, and no one paid attention to him. Wang Shihao and others and the Qing soldiers entered the city, went straight along the street for a few miles and then turned right to Wangfu Street, and the majestic mansion was Pingxi Wangfu just south of the street. Li Xiangru saw Li Shiyuan and Wu Qingluan lying on a stretcher and being carried into the palace from a distance, and then the vermilion lacquer gate of the palace was closed by four Qing soldiers with a "squeak". Li Xiangru often heard adults talk about the prince of Pingxi on weekdays, knowing that his name was Wu Sangui, and they all scolded him for being a traitor and traitor, saying that Wu Sangui was Wu Sangui, who was really not a good person, and gave the flowers and rivers of the Han people to the Manchu Tartars. Li Xiangru thought to himself: "The middle-aged old man riding on the tall horse must be Wu Sangui." Why did this old turtle take his parents away and burn down our house? One day, I will take revenge!"

Li Xiangru's mind was chaotic, and he only remembered revenge and how to save his father and mother in his heart, and he didn't listen to a word of the voices and discussions around him, and the crowd gradually dispersed. After all, he was just an eight- or nine-year-old child, and his family suddenly changed dramatically, looking at the Pingxi Mansion standing majestically in front of him, he didn't know what to do for a while. He is not familiar with Kunming City, he grew up on the shore of Dianchi Lake on the outskirts of the city, dozens of miles away from the city, in the eyes of the city people, he is a country child. When his grandfather Wu Wenru was alive, he took him into the city three or four times a year to buy him some delicious things, see some strange things, and tell some old stories. After my grandfather passed away, I rarely went to the city once a year. I remember when he was seven years old, he and his friends in the village caught some snow fish in Dianchi Lake, and secretly took them to the city to sell them without telling the adults in the family, and the people who bought the fish deceived them into being country children, and even coaxed and scared to buy the fish at a price much lower than the market price, Li Xiangru and his friends walked around the city for a long time, bought some candy with the money from selling fish, ate a part, and then divided the rest equally and took it home. When Li Xiangru returned home at dusk, his grandfather and father had not eaten, and the whole family was waiting for him. After asking the reason, no one said anything superfluous, and no one blamed him. This made him feel very uneasy, and made his family worry and worry, and he felt guilty and blamed. Since then, Li Xiangru has never entered Kunming City alone with his family. But the fact that he was bullied by the fish buyer was deeply seared in his mind, which made him have an instinctive dislike and defensiveness for the people in the city, so he did not ask anyone about the affairs of the Pingxi Palace.

I didn't eat for two days, Li Xiangru was really hungry and sleepy, and in the evening, he cheekily went to a small restaurant to beg for food. Forty-year-old middle-aged man, a loyal and responsible appearance, seeing that he was young, very pitiful, so he used a broken bowl to hold a large bowl of leftover meals for the guests, and put a piece of braised pork on it, Li Xiangru thanked him, hid in a secluded place and devoured it, he never dreamed that he would fall to the point of asking for food, his self-esteem made him feel ashamed and sad, while eating while shedding tears, but thinking of his parents who were taken away by Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, with a lot of courage and strength, stretched out his sleeves to wipe away his tears, and ate a bowl of rice cleanly, there were no particles left。 After eating, I gradually gained strength and walked around the courtyard wall of Pingxi Palace, trying to find the direction and opportunity to enter the palace. Pingxi Wangfu covers an area of nearly 1,000 acres, Li Xiangru walked along the courtyard wall for nearly an hour before finishing the huge palace, but the palace courtyard wall is nearly a zhang high, and it cannot be climbed. After Wu Sangui switched off, there were countless Han people who wanted to take his life, so he recruited a large number of good people in the rivers and lakes, one to protect his safety, and the other to do some unsightly things for him, so the palace was heavily guarded everywhere, not to say that Li Xiangru was like a little child, even if he was a first-class master of the rivers and lakes, it was not easy to get into the palace.

In the middle of the night, Li Xiangru's legs were sore, sore, and painful, so he fell asleep under a tall locust tree. After waking up the next day, he walked around the palace to inspect, and when he was hungry, he begged for some food, but if he couldn't get it, he drank some water to satisfy his hunger, and when he was sleepy, he found a secluded place to sleep, so that several days passed, and there was no movement in the Pingxi Palace, only occasionally some officers and soldiers and Jianghu figures came and went, and Li Shiyuan and Wu Qingluan were arrested and there was no news, and no one talked about it. It turned out that Wu Sangui's snared spies heard some disrespectful and even abusive language towards him in the winery and tea shop, and in the middle of the night, those people who secretly scolded the prince of Pingxi died in bed for no reason, but the head was gone, and became a headless corpse.

On this day, Li Xiangru saw that the Zhumen of Pingxi Wangfu was wide open, and there were five guards standing on one side of the two columns at the door, which was different from the past, as if something big had happened, so he walked slowly along the root of the wall, and just arrived at the steps of the door, only to hear a "snap", and he was slapped on the face, which was spicy and painful, and half of his face suddenly became red and swollen, and a voice scolded: "Stinky food, is this a place for people like you? Get out!" This slap was so heavy, Li Xiangru suddenly had a gold star in his eyes, one staggered, and almost fell to the ground, he struggled to look up, and saw three men and one woman walking over with a fierce look on their toes, all holding bright weapons in their hands, and a man walking in front had a gloomy face, I had never seen it, and the other two men and one woman were the wicked people who killed and injured their father and set fire to the house. Li Xiangru was furious, stared at him fiercely, and scolded in his heart: "You villain, one day I will break your body into ten thousand pieces!" The evil ghost saw that the ragged child showed an extremely resentful look in his eyes, raised his palm, and wanted to slap him again. The red-pink Feng Siniang on the side is always a woman, no matter how evil she is, when she is soft-hearted, she stops the evil ghost and says: "Second brother, forget it, what are you doing with this little scream?" took out a piece of loose silver, handed it to Li Xiangru and said: "Take this bit of silver to buy food to eat, this is Pingxi Palace, don't beg for food here." The evil ghost laughed and said, "Fourth sister, when did you become a bodhisattva?" Feng Siniang gave him a blank look and ignored him. Li Xiangru stared at Feng Siniang, hesitated for a moment, and made a fierce ideological struggle in his heart: "This woman is my enemy, do you want her charity?" Feng Siniang thought that he didn't dare to take his silver tael, so he forced it in his hand and said, "Take it, let's go!" Li Xiangru said in his heart: "Daddy often says: A big husband can bend and stretch." You helped Lao Tzu today, and I will definitely let you die a happy death in the future. He stretched out his hand and took the money, and without saying a word, turned away.

Li Xiangru bought a few steamed buns with the silver given by Feng Siniang and ate them, stuffed the rest into his arms and carried them well, and turned around the palace for a while, seeing the Qing soldiers coming and going in the palace, guarding the door, and suddenly saw Wang Shihao and Huo Wei from a distance, and was shocked, for fear that Wang Shihao would find out, so he hurriedly lowered his head and avoided it, and turned into an alley. In the alley, there were four or five children his age playing games, which he was used to with his friends. A boy and a girl pulled hands together and raised them to form an arched gate, and the rest of the children grinned and quickly slipped through the arched gate, then went around behind them, and drilled through again, and so on. Two boys and girls holding hands on the door read aloud: "City Gate City Gate Chicken Cake, thirty-six zhang high, riding a flower horse with a knife, drill into the city gate and scrape a knife!" When reading "Scrape a knife", the hand of the two suddenly fell, and the palm edge slashed down to the neck of the child who drilled the city gate, and the fast one escaped, and the slow one was cut on the neck, and several exclamations were made, and the children laughed, and the laughter floated in the alley. Li Xiangru stood in the corner, looking at this group of happy children, it was his own life, but he would never come back, thinking of his father and mother, the burned home, thinking of all the nightmares that happened in these days, his heart was filled with bitterness, he put his head on the wall, and tears poured out.