I am the leader of the capital

The young lady in Tsing Yi from the Li Mansion in the west of the city doesn't think about food and drink, she has lost a lot of weight in just a day or two, and she is falling asleep in the lobby of the Li Mansion.

Glancing at his daughter who was dozing on the chair, Patriarch Li was very worried. He really didn't have the ability to deal with such a situation. Someone just sent the news that Mr. Yun from Xueyu Villa had an accident. This made many people It was even more frightening, even an existence like Xueyu Villa would be evil, let alone a group of little people like myself.

Li Siyu looked at the trembling group of people, and said with a cold face: "Uncles, why are you so frightened? Judging from the behavior of the pretenders that day, they must have participated in the battle outside the city. There has been no movement for two days. , he might have died long ago."

"The most important thing at the moment is to protect Miss. That person killed 31 people and said that Miss is 32. Let's protect Miss. Let's see how he can kill Miss in front of our group of people." The housekeeper said indifferently. Looking at the eldest son, he was a little bit resentful about the behavior of the eldest son back then, which led to the failure of the master to be an official. It has been so many years, and there has been such a disturbance.

Li Siyu nodded, "That's the only way to go now." After speaking, the young man turned his head to look at his sister who hadn't slept well for the past two days, but the young man sat down on the ground in fright just by looking at her.

Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on the girl in Tsing Yi, screams came and went in the hall mostly decorated with red sandalwood, 32 was written in blood on the delicate girl's forehead, looking at the person again, her complexion was pale, and she had already lost her breath.

Li Siyu sat paralyzed on the ground and crawled back on his hands and feet. This time he was really scared. There were so many people around, and there was a person sitting around his sister, but he died so silently. It's not that there are ghosts, is it that the woman really came back to take revenge?

He still clearly remembered the venomous look in that woman's eyes when she inserted the dagger into his body, but all these years he deliberately didn't think about it. Looking at the little girl who died silently, the memories of the past rushed towards him like a tide and wrapped him up.

The young man felt that he had difficulty breathing, and everything in the hall began to turn red as if soaked in blood. It seemed that the surroundings had once again turned into the day of his big wedding. Countless people on the long street were looking forward to it, and everyone was waiting. The groom took his bride home to worship.

He was really moved, otherwise he would not have proposed to marry a woman of ordinary background like her. Which young man in this world wouldn't marry a young lady who is well-matched and can help him?But he is not, because he really likes her, so he doesn't care if the benefits are more or less.

On the day she died, he really regretted it. He knew that he shouldn't have forced her. Looking at the red dress that fell into the water and the blood scattered on the surface of the water, his heart was silent. He has been deliberately avoiding that thing all these years. , he married a wife and had children, and lived in accordance with the expectations of his parents and elders.

Only when he dreams back in the middle of the night will he remember that there was a girl with a beautiful smile in this world a long time ago. He forced to death her sweetheart and her in red, and he would regret it too. If she You can live, but what if you are not by your side?
At least he can look at her from afar when he is tired, and think about her when he is bored. Now he has nowhere to look when he is tired, and he dare not think about her when he is bored. For so many years, he often dreams of that small grave. When he woke up, he would wonder if he should go and see her, but he didn't dare, he felt that he was not qualified to see her, and he was afraid that he would think of that bitter and sad face.

A person in the hall looked at the young lady who died without a sound, and then looked at the young master who was crying in his arms. He didn't know how to deal with himself for a while, whether to run for his life or what to do?Where do you run for your life?
Patriarch Li and his wife fell on their daughter and cried bitterly. The Patriarch kicked the young man on the ground fiercely, "Look at the good things you did back then, how old is your sister?"

If the young man hadn't heard of it, he got up and ran in a hurry. No one knew where he went at night, and he disappeared in a flash. The owner of the Li family had already lost his daughter. People, after the guard left, the old couple just hugged the girl in Tsing Yi and cried.

The woman crying until her throat was hoarse and the man sitting beside her didn't know that many people in this family had already started packing up their things and preparing to run away. Countless people packed up the soft gold and silver with shaking hands, packed them up and ran out overnight.

They wanted to run away a long time ago, but they had always had hope for this big mansion. At this time, they were frightened after seeing the ghost silently killing people in front of countless people, and they didn't dare to stay any longer. .

Riding on the moonlight, one by one the figures started to go towards the nearest city gate, all on foot, just because there was less movement when walking, many people who started running around did not know that a figure was slowly following them .

Cao Achou was dressed as a bride, and she was extraordinarily enchanting under the moonlight. She walked behind the slowest person and patted him on the shoulder. The gorgeous woman was the head of the Li family, As soon as she turned around, she saw a woman in a red wedding dress standing in front of her. In a trance, she thought it was really that person who came back.

The figure of a woman in a red wedding dress scratched the rich lady's forehead with her fingernails, and blood oozed out where the nails passed. When the woman finished writing, the woman fell down limply.

Just like that, Cao Achou walked quietly on the long, uninhabited street, behind him were corpses, and in front of him were all walking cautiously without knowing what happened behind All kinds of hurried people walking forward.

"45!"

"46!"

Accompanied by numbers, there are people lying down one by one. The servants of the Li family and people from the collateral line who were slow to pack their things started to see the people on the ground not far after they left the house. I know him, the sloppy old man at the head hurried forward when he saw his old friend lying on the ground, but when he turned over and saw the number on his forehead, he threw it away as if he had caught a hot potato.

A group of people turned around and ran towards the house. A few of them fell to the ground clumsily. They looked back at a figure lying on the ground some distance away. In a daze, they felt that the god of death came from afar, and the next one would be his turn. Own.

Li's house was in a mess, countless people hugged and cried bitterly, the moonlight tonight was beautiful, but the shadows of the trees were graceful, like figures appearing with smiles, looking at the weeping crowd with grim smiles.

On a small tomb far away from the Li residence, a young man knelt down there and wept bitterly. There was not even a stele in this tomb. The bride of that day wore her wedding dress and left the house, so she was an outsider, and her husband’s family refused to accept her. , so her name was not listed in the books on both sides, so she could only be buried by the roadside like a dead body.

Li Siyu's face was full of tears. It was the first time he visited this small tomb, but it was not the first time he saw it. The small tomb under the wind and sun was more like a small raised mound at this time, and he couldn't see it. People are buried below.

Over the years, he has looked at her from a distance more than once, but he dared not approach her. He felt that he was sorry for her. Back then, he also thought about treating her well. He felt that she was only young and ignorant, so she always liked one and couldn't give it to her. She is a poor scholar of everything, he feels that as long as he is good after marriage, then she will always accept him.

But she resolutely made a big joke on herself on the happiest day of her life. Some people scolded him for turning around and marrying him without mercy, but only he knew it was because he was afraid. He was afraid of this life. himself, so he tried his best to show the appearance of another person, and lived a life that seemed to have nothing to do with his previous self.

He has seen this small tomb in spring, autumn, summer with the sound of frogs and winter with heavy snow. Little by little, he has seen the small tomb that is half a person tall become almost invisible. There is a small slope, but he didn't fill in any soil, because even if it becomes flat ground, he can instantly recognize which piece of ground has that person.

"Is that you?"

"If it's you, can you come out and meet me? Don't kill innocent people. If you have hatred, come to me."

……

There is a large tomb under a big mountain in the north of the city. The cemetery is clean and tidy. On the stele is engraved with the three characters Yangxiahou.

The Blue Mountain God General has been kneeling under the moonlight for a long time, and there are many people behind him, all of whom are descendants of Yang Xiahou's subordinates. Many people are still thinking about Yang Xiahou's goodness. There were so many brothers, and later they went to the battlefield. After making great achievements, even a group of brothers also got various official positions.

Xu Lanshan sighed deeply, "Third son, go back and count the treasures rewarded by Lord Hou back then and send them back to the Yangxia Hou Mansion, and we'll call it quits."

"Old Xu, is that really the case?" Shi Kejie wanted to persuade him.

Xu Lanshan, who was in full armor, was about to go back to the barracks. This time he came back because of this incident, but he left in despair, with a dejected face, as if he didn't hear Shi Kejie's dissuasion, he pulled out his dagger and cut off half of his clothes Putting it aside behind the sleeves, "Xu Lanshan is now separated from the Yangxiahou Mansion."

The dagger in his hand stabbed fiercely in his arm, Xu Lanshan kowtowed heavily, turned around and left with red eyes, blood dripped down his fingers all the way, but the man didn't seem to notice it at all.

The rest of the people looked at Xu Lanshan's staggering back and felt sad. Such a general who was so ambitious to make contributions, walked with a staggering step. He must have died. The rest of the people pulled out their daggers and cut their robes to judge , More or less stabbing himself is repaying the kindness that his ancestors received from Yang Xiahou.

The moon is still shining in front of the large tomb, but the people have left, and there are faint singing of birds in the distance, making everything a little sad, and the cold air of the spring night in this group of tombs is even more bleak.

Guards kept coming in and out of several houses in the capital, packing up and packing the gifts given or presented by the first Yang Xiahou, and sending them to Xinyang Xiahou's mansion next to the Chunhua Pond one after another.

Watching the white lotus leave, Yang Xiahou and the eldest son were about to go back to sleep, when they suddenly saw someone approaching from afar, one by one holding a box in their arms, or carrying a box on their shoulders, both of them were taken aback for a moment, The young man said to his father, "Could it be Mr. Yun who sent the clothes?"

"do not know."