Besides, the rain in the northern capital fell inexplicably, and it was noon, and dark clouds were seen coming from afar. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoSuddenly the rain roared. Those vendors who were complaining about the light rain and muddy turned over for a while, cleaned up in a hurry, and hid in the tea shop and restaurant on the side. The sun darkened violently, saying that it was noon, where could I see half a ray of light?

Ministry of Rites Shangshu Mansion. The torrential rain washed over the roofs. Zhao Yunhua sat alone in the study. The wind blew open the thin window, and for a moment the paper and ink flew away. Zhao Yunhua just sat there quietly, watching the lightning and thunder outside the house, looking at the mess inside the house, looking at the candlesticks that were blown down, and did nothing.

"Master!" The maid outside the house saw the doors and windows of the study open, and hurriedly rushed in, but saw such a scene in the house. At the moment, he didn't care about his wet body, and hurriedly went up and closed the window.

"Sir, you, what's wrong with you. When the window was closed, and the room finally calmed down a little, the maid hurriedly asked.

Zhao Yunhua didn't answer, only picked up the brush on the table and stood up, "Grinding ink!"

When the maid heard this, she saw that the old man looked like this, and how dare she say anything more, so she hurriedly opened the paper that had just fallen on the table and began to study the ink.

"Sir. In just a few moments, the maid took the ink and put it on the cartridge, and brought it forward.

Zhao Yunhua's eyes were closed, and he was holding a pen in his hand, but he stopped there fixedly. Outside, the wind rose again, leaving only the whistling sound to rage in the house.

Such a frenzied rain, such a devastated country. For a while, sadness rose from my chest, and I remembered all kinds of stories from the past. I was a scholar, but once I served the king, how did I end up in today's situation? Zhao Yunhua put on the ink pen and walked towards the wall in front of him.

Since childhood, he has been good at attacking history and growing up to serve the country.

Once the Jincorden Temple, the spring and autumn were carried in the spring.

He has been an official for 30 years, and he thinks that he is full of heart and gall, and he is loyal to the king, but he is guilty of committing a traitor in the court, and the Manchu Dynasty is just a small postscript.

He has been loyal to the country all his life, and his temples and white hair are born early.

The Manchao sighed all the demons, and the blood book was loyal to the soul.

The pen is here, the state of life ups and downs, and the time when the northern country will be in chaos. What is the world like, and when will the heavens open their eyes?

Life has been in a hurry for 50 years, what is the rebirth and death of floating clouds?

That can raise the blood of a strong man, dare to laugh at the common people without a husband!

A few strokes hastily, the book stopped and laughed, laughing at all kinds of things in this world, laughing at his own liver and gallbladder, which was suspected by the royal family. laughed at those Manchu civil and military people, and tended to echo them. laughed at myself for 50 years, but I didn't know what I had lived!

The most is to wither the world, that can be destroyed by wind and rain, only to do the things of people and ministers, and listen to the reason of the destiny of heaven.

"Old, sir. "The maid on the side, where have you seen Zhao Yunhua like this? The old men in the past were all gentle and elegant, with a calm appearance. Although I don't know poetry and books, this text is clearly not what the old man used to be, how can I not read it in people's hearts?

The people on the side opened their mouths, and Zhao Yunhua gradually struggled out of his thoughts. "Hey. "Sigh in one go, sigh how helpless.

"Xiaoxiang, how many years have you been in the Zhao family?" Zhao Yunhua turned around and looked at the little girl in front of him. Xu was frightened by her appearance, and she felt a little unbearable.

"Master, the slave maid came to the house at the age of four, and now it has been twelve springs and autumns. I grew up in the house. Xiaoxiang replied when she heard this.

"Oh, twelve springs and autumns. It's been twelve springs and autumns. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

"You go back and pack up, and then leave the Zhao Mansion. Speaking of weakness in his chest, his words are regretful, Zhao Yunhua looked at this little girl again, and had to sigh slightly.

"This, sir, did the slave do something wrong? Xiao Xiang was shocked, but when she looked up, she saw her master's haggard appearance, and she was speechless for a while, but she couldn't say anything anymore.

"No, you have always been well-behaved and obedient in the Zhao family. Go down and call the butler to come to me. ”

"Sir. I wanted to ask again, but I didn't know how to speak, I grew up in Zhao Mansion since I was a child, and the person in front of me had already regarded him as a relative, how could I bear it like this.

"Yes, the slave knows. Xiao Xiang left in response, leaving Zhao Yunhua alone to stand quietly in the room. At that time, the torrential rain continued, and the wind did not stop.

The torrential rain in the northern capital continued until midnight before it gradually declined. The study in the backyard of the General's Mansion has a lamp, but the light is quite bright. All I could hear was the sound of rain falling on the branches and leaves outside the house. Yang Jiu held the book, gesturing with something in his hand. I don't feel that the hours are flying.

"Sir. The voice was a little deep, and Yang Jiu raised his head to look at the old man standing in front of him. Xu was quite engrossed in reading the book, but he didn't notice that someone came in.

"Fujin, what's the matter. Yang Jiu slowed down and replied.

The old man looked quite round, and his body was short and fat. The face is broad and the ears are fat, and it is really as its name suggests, called "Fujin".

The white-faced scholar asked to see him. Fu Jin bowed and bowed.

"Oh, what is he doing so late?" Yang Jiu put the book down and straightened his body.

"It is said that there is something important to repay. ”

"Oh, call him here. ”

This 'Fujin' is Yang Jiu's housekeeper, and he has been following Yang Jiu for a long time. On weekdays, everything in the house is taken care of by him.

But after a while, Fu Jin led a young man in. The young man followed behind him, his steps were light and steady, dressed in a scholar's uniform, holding a fan, and he looked like he was in his thirties. His face was pale, as if he were powdered. There was a little rain on his body, and he came in a hurry.

"Brother Jiu. The young man hugged the fan and gave a salute," the student came to visit late at night, disturbing him. ”

"Scholar, what's the matter at such a late hour?"

"Zhao Yunhuashuai, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and a group of officials forcibly entered the 'Xuanqi Mansion', already. It's already been ambushed. As he spoke, the young man lowered his voice to a very low voice. But there is no calculation in the words.

But the person who said this word was called "white-faced scholar", and he was one of the thirteen commanders of the inner court of the Northern Capital. This person is just a down-and-out scholar, commonly known as "Liu Tang", and he has failed to succeed in many literary exams. Later, one day I was fortunate to meet Yang Jiu, Yang Jiu looked at his bones, and he was a talent for cultivating yin strength. In this way, he was under his command and taught him martial arts, which was quite successful. Later, Yang Jiu made him to command Jin Wanyan's subordinates to be obedient in the inner court, because of his pale complexion and scholarly spirit, he was called "white-faced scholar", and he was repeatedly meritorious and regarded as a talent.

"Oh?" Yang Jiu was also shocked when he heard this, and he came back to his senses for a moment, "Do you know what happened to them?"

"Brother Jiu, the student found a letter of intent on Zhao Yunhua's body. As he spoke, Liu Tang took out a piece of yellow silk from his arms and handed it over.

Yang Jiu opened the yellow silk and saw the book on the silk:

On behalf of the Son of Heaven: It has been 19 years since I was sick, and there are quite a few villains in the court who have taken advantage of the situation. Now that the theory of chaotic government is no longer peaceful, my health is not healthy, and it is difficult to defeat it. Today, a special decree was issued, so that the Xijing House was called the world's heroes and raised troops, and killed the traitor Yang Jiu on behalf of me, so as to clear the king's side. Chin this!

It's just a few words, but there is no jade seal to cover, Yang Jiu sees it in his heart. I couldn't help but sigh secretly, thinking that Zhao Yunhua and others wanted to enter the harem and let Shunzhi give instructions. Let's let the Shejia send troops.

"In addition to Lord Zhao, which other officials are participating?" Yang Jiu said as he put the yellow silk on the table.

"Officials from the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Crime, and the Ministry of Household all participated, with a total of 76 officials. ”

"Hmm. If you send an order in the name of the inner court, you will say that Zhao Yunhua led the crowd into the palace and wanted to do wrong, and now he has been ambushed. The rebellious party has not yet been eliminated, and the 13 departments of the inner court are arresting the rebellious party, and there must be no mistake. Yang Jiu's words were quite low, and Liu Tang's ears naturally understood.

"Yes!"

When the man heard the salute, he bent down and withdrew. Listen to Yang Jiu again: "Wait, the corpses of those adults are good for birth and burial." ”

"Yes!" Liu Tang paused slightly, and returned the salute again.

After Liu Tang exited the house, Yang Jiu picked up the yellow silk on the table again, "Order the Xijing House to raise a military affair with the heroes of the world, and kill the traitor Yang Jiu on behalf of me, so as to clear the monarch's side." "On the side of the Qing Jun. Seeing it, he sighed slightly, and gave up his family, these scholars, they knew that there was already a strict order in the inner courtyard of the palace, and only Jin Wanyan in the inner court could enter and exit with himself. On that day, Prince Rong risked his life, and he no longer cared about him. Today's officials should also know that there is no return, but what can they do, in their hearts, I am afraid that this is loyalty. Shunzhi, you have these courtiers, Quanxia should also be pleased. Thinking about this, Yang Jiu couldn't help but feel a little sentimental. If it is said that the northern country will die one day, the person who will die will not be himself. Shunzhi, you are idle this time, senior brother, you are comfortable to go. The thought of bitterness in my heart. Twenty years ago, the senior brother went away in a bad mood and was seriously ill. Many officials in the DPRK and the central government said that they had deceived the monarch, but they knew that this northern kingdom was not only owned by the royal family, but also by the people of the world.

Today's northern capital, the rainy night is not silent, the land of the imperial city, the armor soldiers are standing everywhere.

Wenlai Heyuan City, located near the Tear Luo River, is the only way for the northern capital to go to the southern city and county. It is only a few dozen miles away from the northern capital, and it is regarded as a traffic artery in the past when cars and boats come and go. The source of the river is not big, and there are many inns and restaurants where merchants and travelers rest. There are more than 100 in the small city.

This Yang Zhen and his entourage were delayed for a long time on the way, although it was dozens of miles away, this slow, waiting to go to and from the source of the river, it was already dusk, and it was lively. A few people were entangled a lot, and after choosing a luxurious inn and casually tipping, they booked two upper rooms, just to rest.

The inn is called the "Coming and Going Inn", and several people live on the third floor, and they look through the window paper to see the bustling lobby. There are more than a dozen square tables, and there are some people sitting in the three sects and nine streams, most of whom have weapons on the table, and they don't seem to be so easy to mess with. Look at the clothes, it should be the merchants and guards who come and go, the gangs and the powerful gather, and the soldiers and sergeants who drink alcohol.

This is the first time to go far away, and everywhere is fresh. Although it is said that there have been thousands of instructions not to cause trouble, everything is low-key. But how can this young man endure his temperament? Yue'er was naturally the first to go out to play, and the two elder brothers couldn't bear to be pestered, and besides, when they went out for a walk, they couldn't talk about causing any trouble. After this discussion, the three of them took a short rest and went out.

Only a few steps away, but I saw a man in black leaning on the staircase, blocking the three of them. This man was born quite tall, looking like he was over forty years old, with a heroic face, a beard, and an air of rivers and lakes. Carrying a long burden on his back, wrapped tightly, it looks quite weighty. At this moment, leaning on the staircase, holding a wine gourd in one hand and peeling peanuts in the other, he sent it to his mouth, and there was no person in front of him in his eyes, just taking care of himself.

"This senior, let go. Tianxing saw that he couldn't pass the left and right, so he opened his mouth first.

The man in black put the peanut in his hand into his mouth, drank the wine in the gourd, dusted off the dregs on his body, and then looked up at the people in front of him. The gaze was extremely deep, clearly with a bit of ethereal taste, where had a few people seen it, only stayed there.

"The source of this river is not very peaceful at night, I think you should rest at the inn. The man looked at it for a moment, then casually said it, and then put the wine into his mouth.

"Oh, but I don't know where the source of this river is not peaceful, and I ask the gentleman to show me. "Tianxing is older, and he is used to being polite in the past, but now he bows slightly, but he gives a salute.

"I said that if it's not peaceful, it's not peaceful, where there are so many places, I told you to stay in the inn for your good. The man in black didn't look at a few people, but only cared about drinking by himself, and his mouth was quite impatient.

"I said, Uncle, this is your fault. You said that the source of the river is not peaceful, my eldest brother asked you where it is not peaceful, and you don't say it, and you don't give way, what do you mean?"

"That's it, stinky drunkard!" Yue'er was already unhappy, it was difficult to go out and there was such a depressed ghost, now the second brother opened his mouth and hurriedly accosted him.

When the man in black heard this, he shrugged his shoulders and turned sideways to make way out. I don't want to fight with a few people.

"Hmph, second brother, we don't care about him!" Yue'er saw Yang Zhen and walked down, Tianxing saw this, and it was not easy to think too much, holding the sword was considered a gift, and she also went with the two.

Heyuan has a good night, although it is not as prosperous as the northern capital, but this restaurant with lanterns hanging everywhere is a unique scene. The three of them drifted apart, and they were happy to go out, but with such a ghost in the way, Yue'er's mood had already gone halfway. I didn't say much along the way, but I saw that both sides were getting quieter and quieter, and I didn't feel that I was going farther and farther.

"Big brother! Standing on his feet at this time, Yang Zhen saw many people gathered around from a distance, and felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly grabbed Yue'er who was about to move forward, and said, "How dare these sergeants do this!"

The three of them looked closely, but they saw the ten or twenty sergeant-like people surrounding a woman in a green shirt. The night is quite dark, although the face is not clear, but from that posture, it should be a graceful age.

"Brother, look, they're bullying that sister!" Yue'er saw from a distance that the sergeant led by the leader raised the woman's face with the hilt of the knife, and the woman clearly took a step back and dodged the hilt of the knife with a side face, "Let's go and help!"

"Don't worry, my father told us to keep a low profile in everything and wait and see. Tianxing saw it from afar, so he pressed one hand on the sword, so that he could see it with all his heart.

Besides, even though it was quite dark at night, I could still see that the sergeant was about to arrest the woman in the green shirt.

"Brother!" Yue'er saw it in her eyes, her heart was very anxious, and this pulled Tianxing again, asking him to help quickly.

"Don't be abrupt. "This action does seem to be a little wrong, but at this moment, it can't be said that what is going on with the woman, and the sergeants surrounding a woman at night, what else should be among them. Tianxing's heart was calculated, and only then did he come back to his senses, but he saw Yang Zhen first jumping away.

"Second brother!" Tianxing couldn't shout, and saw that Yang Zhen had already entered the crowd, so he couldn't help but start his hand.

Although this Yang Zhen is not fond of martial arts, and he has never paid attention to it on weekdays, but since he was a child, he has grown up with Yang Lao, but he can also do some kung fu with fists and feet. These sergeants didn't notice that someone was coming, and when they saw Yang Zhen's strength in their hands, they knocked the two of them down left and right. Only then did the sergeant at the head come back to his senses: "Grandma's! There are actually comrades! ”

For a while, the knife was unsheathed, and the scene was chaotic, and Yang Zhen saw that everyone was bullying a girl, and he was angry in his heart, but where had he seen this formation. The two simple knives he saw came from the heavenly spirit, and he hurriedly made claws with his hands at the moment, and grabbed the wrists of the future, but his heart was already shocked into a cold sweat. This Tianxing also killed the general, the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the sergeants only cared about the two people in the circle, and leaked a back to him, and the sword opened and closed vertically and horizontally, injuring several people.

Looking at Yang Zhen's side again, this side grabbed two knives, but saw that another knife came straight in front of him. hurriedly scattered in his hand, and took half a step back, only to narrowly avoid the blade. I was shocked in my heart, but after a moment's distraction, I felt a hot pain in my arm, and when I moved again, my left arm had been opened with a long opening, and my body quickly fell backwards.

Just for a moment, I saw a simple knife come in front of me, where can I still hide from it? I was horrified, and sweat rushed out of my forehead. It was the fatal moment, but he saw a long sword coming behind him, blocking Pu Daosheng. Yang Zhen hadn't come back to his senses yet, but he felt a force behind him. But it was the woman in the green shirt who pulled herself over, and the sword was unsheathed! The sword in the green-shirted woman's hand was like a swimming dragon, and the sword was broken at the touch of a touch, and everywhere she went, she was either killed or wounded, and in that moment, she actually killed a group of soldiers in a hurry.

"Grandma's! Withdraw!" the sergeant at the head saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly shouted, and everyone picked up the wounded soldier and ran. The woman had no intention of chasing after her, and let the crowd flee.

"Er, are you alright? When the soldiers ran farther away, Tianxing hurriedly collected his sword and leaned over. At this time, Yang Zhen covered the wound with his hand, his face was tangled in one place, and the pain was extremely painful, and blood flowed out of the wound. His teeth were clenched, but he couldn't stand up slightly. This moment shook, only to feel a hand behind his back holding him and leaning over his face. Although it was impossible to see clearly in the dark night, when I got closer, I saw it like this bright autumn water, quiet like frost and snow. For a while, the blood surged, but he forgot to eat the pain, and his expression was stunned.

The woman approached and looked at the wound, and saw that although the blood was flowing out, it was only flesh and skin. At that moment, he wanted to seal Yang Zhen's bloodline, but unexpectedly, the blood did not stop at all, so he had to stop in a daze.

"Second brother, are you okay!" When the fight was just now, Yue'er was hiding from afar, but when the sergeant walked away, he hurriedly came over. Seeing that the second brother was like this, Tianxing hurriedly took Yang Zhen over at this time, and he couldn't care about the many questions in his heart, "Second, second, you're okay!"

Yang Zhen was in pain, the blood was flowing more and more, and his face was a little pale at the moment, "It hurts." This gritted his teeth, but he didn't scream, only to see that the sleeves were already soaked in blood.

The green-shirted woman casually pulled the corner of Yang Zhen's clothes, and hurriedly wrapped the injured arm. But seeing the blood surging like this, how could the clothes be stopped? In a few moments, they were soaked. Yang Zhen's feet were already weak, and he was about to faint, and everyone had no way at this moment.

"Second brother, second brother!" Yue'er hurriedly jumped up, and the tears in her eyes were about to whistle.

"This!" Tianxing also had no choice, "Second brother, you hold on, the eldest brother will take you to Langzhong!" Tianxing hurriedly took off the strip of cloth dyed reddish-brown, and saw that the wound had already healed, but he couldn't even see the scar. And the light faded away, and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

"Er, you, what do you think. I saw that the person in my arms was relieved at the moment, and even his face improved slightly, and Tianxing couldn't help but ask.

"Like, it doesn't hurt so much. Yang Zhen himself also felt strange, Fang Cai's pain was almost speechless, but at the moment he almost didn't feel anything, just Fang had just lost blood, his face was still weak, and he felt weak all over his body.

"Second brother, you're fine!" Yue'er saw such a scene, but she was very happy, her tears were choking, but her face turned bright.

"Like, nothing more. Yang Zhen barely stood up and looked at the wound himself, yes, how could the "mixed yuan bead" of the righteous father have such a miraculous effect?