Qin Hui put on the Hu clothes, married a woman from the Hu people as his wife, and gave birth to a lovely child.

However, the happy days did not last, and the Khan of the royal court ordered him to go to his homeland.

Spy?

From the bottom of his heart, he is unwilling to be a traitor who hurts his homeland, although he has betrayed his motherland and his army, but he cannot betray his relatives.

There were also his relatives, his friends, his few comrades-in-arms. Although those people may no longer regard him as comrades-in-arms, he still regards them as comrades-in-arms.

Demonstratively took his wife and children away from him, and hundreds of swordsmen appeared to be outside the tent, ostensibly to protect his safety, but in fact to spy on him.

Qin Hui succumbed, and in the end, he reluctantly chose to return to his homeland.

found a lame reason, returned to his homeland, and opened a passage with the gold and silver given by the Hu people, and won the trust of those in the military department.

When his robed brothers returned to the capital, they were punished and still served in the army, and none of them did well. But they are still serving Qin Hui's parents with their meager salaries.

They treat the old man like their own relatives, and they treat Qin Hui's widow like their own children.

Seeing that his family's life was quite moist, and seeing his mother's aging face, Qin Hui's eyes moistened.

Back home, although a few of the Pao Ze brothers who helped him in his house were disdainful of Qin Hui in their hearts, in front of the old man, they still behaved like brothers.

When the old mother of the family learned the news of her son's survival, the wrinkles on her face bloomed like flowers, and in the old man's heart, it was more important than anything else that her son could come back.

Seeing this scene, Wu Qiutian suddenly felt inexplicably sad. For those who care about themselves, what they may need is not that he is rich in the world, not that he is in power, not that he returns to his hometown, but that he is alive.

In troubled times, life is more important than anything else.

The two scattered spirits fused again, and both spirits gained non-stop realization.

Compared to before the Divine Soul traveled, the Divine Soul has grown a lot now.

The dilapidated courtyard was peaceful, and Qin Hui's wife, who was not beautiful but very virtuous, couldn't help but be overjoyed, and Zhang Luo was busy washing the dust for Qin Hui.

But Qin Hui didn't seem to want to eat any more homely meals, so he took a few brothers who didn't agree with each other and an old mother, wife and children who had never seen a battle in a restaurant, to the biggest drunk driver in Jinling City.

The cloth clothes on several people seemed to be a little out of place with the richly decorated restaurant, and among the few people, it seemed that only Qin Hui, who was richly dressed, could enter such a high-end place.

After a meal, several people were slightly drunk, except for the restaurant, a few people parted ways.

In the hearts of those hard-blooded men who are wooden, there has always been a thorn, a thorn that they can't pass.

The eldest brother Yue Fei treated them like brothers and fathers, but he died in the hands of Qin Hui. I thought that Hu Ren would not leave Qin Hui's life, but I didn't expect him to come back.

returned to Shangguan and explained Qin Hui's origin, but Shangguan didn't seem to believe it, and pouted with disdain: "You are the general of the defeated army, Hugh has to talk nonsense here." ”

Several times, everyone was chilled, except for Yue Fei, the people in the death camp were all men who jumped out of the army or made some mistakes, Yue Fei was still covered by Yue Fei, Yue Fei was gone, and no one took them seriously.

Qin Hui was out of control when he came back, and first bought a big house for the old mother, wife and children at home, and invited a maid to serve him. The old lady who has only known how to serve people all her life has never enjoyed such treatment, and she is not used to it at all.

But at her son's stubborn request, the old lady still endured.

Because he had read books and was smart, he himself was pulled into the army by Lazhuang Ding, and the Hu people continued to give him gold and silver, so he quickly infiltrated the court and was appreciated by officials on both civil and military sides.

As far as a military general is concerned, he was born in a death battalion in the army, and it stands to reason that he should have a kind of incense for the army, and with such a martial artist who is appreciated by civilian officials, there will be many fewer constraints when going to war.

The two sides strongly recommended that Qin Hui's status rise, and it only took five years to go from the local to the center.

For Wu Qiutian, five years have only passed in a flash, he has been following Qin Hui, watching everything he does, and watching him grow little by little in the dark officialdom.

Hu Ren's side originally wanted Qin Hui to break it, but he couldn't break it, once his identity was exposed, whether it was his parents or his wife and children, he would be executed by Emperor Ling Chi.

Destroying the great sin of the nine clans, he didn't dare to make the slightest mistake.

He began to divulge some inconsequential secrets to the Hu people, and began to provide the Hu people with certain trade conveniences. At the same time, in five years, the Qin family has grown rapidly, and those relatives and friends who didn't know where to run have appeared in the past, and Qin Hui also arranged positions for them one by one.

The name of Qin Hui, the left minister, is in the limelight in this dynasty called the Great Song Dynasty.

Time flies, five years have passed, Qin Hui, who has done a lot of traitorous acts, has become a big traitor in the mouth of the people, and his robes and brothers are still working hard at the bottom for a bite of food;

At the beginning of his tenure, he had found a few old brothers, but those people had more backbone than him, and they would rather eat the scraps than be his henchmen.

It seems that the dozen or so old brothers are all spectators, and like Wu Qiutian, those people have also become spectators in Qin Hui's life, watching him sink deeper and deeper on the muddy road, no one wants to remind him.

In the hearts of those people, they have long regarded themselves as dead people, and Qin Hui is also a dead person, they should all die in the war ten years ago.

The Great Song Dynasty and the Hu people continued to fight, and without Yue Fei's death camp, it had become the strongest army in the Great Song Dynasty, and the people at the head were all Yue Fei's loyal subordinates back then. But without Yue Fei's death camp, they never won again, because they lacked souls, and they were not as good as Yue Fei in terms of soldiers.

Not to mention encountering an enemy ten times as much as oneself, it is evenly matched, but I am afraid that they are not opponents of the other party.

Those old brothers who followed Yue Fei would rather be horsemen than follow the juniors to eat and drink spicy food, because the mastermind behind all this is Qin Hui.

He still has a sense of belonging to the death camp in his heart, so he brought up the generals of the death camp, and the only thing that made him sigh in the middle of countless nights was the eldest brother Yue Fei who treated him like a brother.

Ten years is enough to change a lot of things, because Qin Hui was persuaded not to betray the country anymore, the old mother was angry to death, and the virtuous wife became a lonely person living in a side courtyard because of the arrival of a few Qinglou foxes.

And recently, rumors have also come out, some people say that he defected to the enemy and betrayed the country, and some evidence has come into the hands of Qin Hui. He pressed not to show it to the emperor, he was afraid, afraid that he would ruin his family because of this mistake.

However, there is no impermeable wall in the world, and he still had the East Window Incident.

When a handwritten secret letter was sent to the emperor by the palace secret agent, and the emperor slapped him in the face angrily, he knew that this life was over.

There is no regret medicine in the world, and it is too late to regret it now.

He was imprisoned, and his subordinates, who were eager to kneel in front of him and lick his shoes, defected one after another, wrote his ten major crimes, and implored the emperor to punish him for nine clans.

He was suddenly confused, why? Why did so many people betray him? Why?

On the day of the execution, a group of wounded old brothers appeared, holding spirits, which was a kind of bad northern wine that they would only drink in the death camp, smelling the familiar aroma of wine, Qin Hui's nose was sour, and he cried.

After living for ten years, it is still inevitable to die, and after death, he will have to bear the infamy of the ages.

"Am I wrong?" A bowl of bad wine was served, and Qin Hui asked with red eyes.

The old Wu Chang with a scar on his face smiled: "You and I are damned people, what if we are wrong? Today, you and my brother went to Huangquan together, hoping that when we get to Jiuquan, we can say sorry to my eldest brother." ”

"I'm afraid that the eldest brother has gone far away, and we won't be able to catch up. Qin Hui muttered to himself.

"No, the eldest brother said, brothers live and die together, he will wait for us. The old Wu Chang smiled.

Qin Hui suddenly turned around and pleaded with the emperor who personally supervised the beheading: "Your Majesty, the guilty minister asked His Majesty before he died. ”

The former favored vassals have fallen to such a point, and the emperor does not want to.

He nodded, and agreed to Qin Hui's request. So, the execution ground changed places, and they went to the ancestral hall where the people set up for Yue Fei to apologize for their crimes, but other than that, Qin Hui couldn't think of a better way.

The executioner's ghost-headed knife was raised, several ancestors stood neatly, and a majestic and desolate voice burst out from their chests: "The wolf smoke rises and the rivers and mountains look north, the dragon curls the horse and hisses the sword qi like frost, the heart is like the Yellow River, who can resist in the twenty years of vertical and horizontal ......"

The knife fell, the head fell to the ground, and a generation of traitorous minister Qin Hui died.

Countless soldiers suddenly knelt on one knee, and the halberds in their hands slammed heavily on the ground, making a deafening sound.

When the song fell, several old soldiers drew out their waist knives and shouted: "Big brother, brother is late, waiting for us!"

Before the words fell, he raised his knife and cut himself.

The scene was heroic, and some veterans who had experienced the battlefield couldn't help but burst into tears.

Suddenly, Wu Qiutian felt that there was a force pulling on him, and he couldn't resist this force, just for a moment, the scene in front of him completely disappeared.

When you come to a white world, there is nothing around.

"Who? who is pulling me?" Wu Qiutian said loudly.

An old voice came out of the white expanse: "Child, don't care who is pulling you, it's you who is pulling yourself." ”

"Who are you?" Wu Qiutian couldn't help but ask again.

The old voice laughed: "I? hehe, maybe, you can call me Lord, maybe, you can call me Heaven." ”