Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The luxurious palace left by the previous dynasty was not in use. Ling Qingyu, his cronies and officials held discussions in a large mansion converted into a conference hall next to the palace.

There are no steps or dragon chairs. There are chairs placed around the several hundred square meters hall. Sitting closest to the main seat are Zhu Weili, Han Shuo and others on one side, and on the other side are some remaining officials and those who are known as famous scholars. .

Seeing those old men like Fan Fu and Zhang Wei talking about etiquette, morality, benevolence, filial piety and shame, Ling Qingyu couldn't help but sneer no matter how good-tempered he was, and asked: Gentlemen, you have been saying this for several days. I want to ask, what are you doing? What means?

Zhang Zhi stood up, glanced at her with disdain, and said, We just want to say that since ancient times, there has been no such thing as a woman in power, let alone a dissolute and shameless person?

This was like swearing in person, Ling Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Mr. Zhang, please be careful what you say! Zhu Weili couldn't help but said angrily. Ling Qingyu didn't want to ascend the throne now, or in other words, she didn't have the concept of being an emperor at all in her heart. You took advantage of this, are you planning to settle the score together today?

Han Ye's eyes also turned cold. He heard the rumors outside but didn't take them to heart. He knew very well the relationship between Ling Qingyu and He Li. If he wanted to sow a relationship between He Li and Ling Qingyu or Ye Shiyi, that would be a dream. I didn't expect that these people would be so bold and bring these matters to the meeting hall. The voice of the student Qingliu is indeed very important, and the king's reputation for benevolence and righteousness is also very important, but Mr. Zhang, are you mistaken? Have you ever seen the founding king whose hands were not full of blood? So what if King Qin Yingzheng slaughtered hundreds of schools of thought?

Mr. Zhu! I advise you to recognize this person clearly! How can a person with bad conduct take on a big responsibility? Zhang Zhi snorted coldly.

Excuse me, Mr. Ling, do you have a face named Ying Shisan? Fu Rong stood up and asked arrogantly with his hands behind him.

Discourteous! Han Zong shouted angrily and stood up angrily.

Ying Thirteen is my man. Ling Qingyu said slowly, waving to Han Xie.

She actually admitted it so directly. Zhu Weili and others were surprised, but on the other side they were scornful.

Have you finally admitted it? Fu Rong said angrily and disdainfully.

I have never denied it. Ling Qingyu smiled lightly.

Then do you know what that man did? Mr. Fan stood up tremblingly, put his hand on Mr. Fan's arm, and said in a deep voice: That man is a heinous and rebellious person! As a son of man, he actually Patricide and mother-killing! Not only did you not severely punish these people who should be cut to pieces, but you actually said so shamelessly and shamelessly... I'm not as nasty as you!

Patricide! Zhu Weili's face darkened, and the hand stroking his beard unconsciously pulled down a few strands of his beard. Everything else is easy to say, but filial piety is the first, filial piety is the first, and filial piety is the first thing to do good deeds to parents. This is the most basic code of conduct, and general unfilial piety Everyone must be despised by the world, not to mention the great rebellion of killing one's father and mother!

Ling Qingyu got angry and said angrily: Mr. Fan, I respect your age and knowledge, but I don't give you the right to talk nonsense!

Whether I am talking nonsense or not, you will know if you go and find out. When the city of Bianjing was destroyed, all the Gu family in Bianjing were killed, leaving only a library. But the sky has eyes, and no sinner can escape. At that time A servant of the Gu family escaped by hiding in the pond. He heard clearly that the shadow thirteen was the son of the Gu family's son-in-law Duan Wenrui. However, the shadow thirteen ordered the death of Duan Wenrui, not to mention his own mother who was in the backyard. Kill him too! Fu Rong said coldly.

Is there really something that slipped through the net? A cold voice came from the door, which shocked everyone in the hall who was already extremely nervous, and then turned to look at the door.

It was already late autumn, and the autumn frost dyed the big trees outside the hall red. The rustling autumn wind blew the fallen leaves into dancing. The sun shone on the man from outside as if it was filled with blood, pulling his slender figure out of the ground. of hanging shadow.

The man was dressed in mysterious clothes, with a gold-rimmed belt tied around his waist. He brushed away the fallen leaves on his shoulders. Under the gaze of hundreds of people in the hall, his clothes fluttered, and the word Ling embroidered on the belt was faintly visible in the sun. , stepped over the threshold, and walked in as if strolling in a courtyard.

Thirteen..., the call was suppressed in his throat. Ling Qingyu instinctively felt that something was wrong. Ying Thirteen should not be here. In order to show respect for these officials, there were no guards 50 meters around the conference hall. Only Ye Po or Ye Fei was just hiding in the dark, why did Ying Shisan come so openly? When these people were making such serious accusations against him?

That accusation is true... Ying Thirteen's words just now have already established his guilt, such a serious crime...

Are you admitting it? Mr. Fan San took a step back slightly, looked at his elder brother, and said loudly.

What did I admit? The man smiled, and his eyes were like ripples in autumn water, full of emotion. But in the blink of an eye, the water was filled with an awe-inspiring coldness, which sent a chill down Mr. Fan's spine. Take another step back.

Are you talking about that period of Wen Rui? Yes, I was the one who killed the man. Ying Shisan turned his eyes and glanced at the leading men, saying, They were the sons-in-law of the Gu family and killed their youngest son in order to gain wealth. , at that time, the friendship between father and son has been severed, right?

Everyone in the hall was stunned again. Zhu Weili and Han Shuo looked at each other with solemn expressions. Filial piety was important in those days. Parents could kill their children, but their children could not kill their fathers. This was a natural law and must not be done. Overturning the truth, no matter what, Ying Thirteen's confession today is a crime of treason and injustice. If the Ling family does not respond, it will really lose the hearts of the people of the world.

Zhang Zhi looked up to the sky and laughed three times, full of the arrogance of a successful conspiracy. He turned to Ling Qingyu and said: How? What if you are such a sinner?

Since Duan Wenrui killed me back then, today, my life is my own fault, right? Ying Thirteen raised his voice and let out a clear sneer, saying: What qualifications do you people have to judge me? Sin? Great scholar? Celebrity?

The autumn sunshine was still bright, and several beams of light came in from the door window. The fine dust danced clearly in the light, and then was cut away by a sharp sword light.

Ah! When the first scream came out, no one could react at all. When the three old men of the Fan family fell to the ground holding the blood-spattered wounds on their necks, Fu Rong let out a scream and had no time to step back. , there was a chill in the chest, and he stared blankly at the sword blade that was quickly withdrawn from the chest, and suddenly remembered Mei Ruoxue's crying face before.

Thirteen! When Ling Qingyu screamed, Zhang Zhi opened his eyes and covered his chest to look at Ying Thirteen who was stabbing another person with his sword, pointing at him and trembling and speechless.

In the blink of an eye, the literati who had been eloquent just now, barely pointing at Ling Qingyu's nose and scolding him, fell to the ground. Blood flowed on the floor, and as the bodies trembled and convulsed, they drew shocking patterns.

Ying Thirteen turned around and watched Ling Qingyu scream again and then rush towards him.

Thirteen! Ling Qingyu shouted and rushed towards Ying Thirteen. He couldn't kill anyone anymore! If he kills another person, she doesn't know how to save him, no! No matter what, no matter what the price is, what happened today will not be spread! Definitely not!

It seemed that the sun was too bright. She clearly saw Ying Shisan's eyes were astonishingly bright, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he came towards her, the long sword dripping with blood in his hand pointed in her direction, and the tip of the sword was about to When he arrived, he turned sideways, and a strong wind lifted his arm. Then the sword tip turned upside down, letting his hand catch his, and then his body continued to rush forward.

With a pop, the familiar sound of a sharp blade piercing into flesh, Ling Qingyu looked at the face that was so close at hand in confusion. That face was so familiar. It took more than ten years for him to grow up from a young boy to what he is now. Looks, a pair of eyes that can speak, and a handsome face that always has a teasing look, my thirteenth...

The sword blade pierced out from the back of the man's heart. What everyone in the hall could see was that Ling Qingyu pounced on the man. The man swung his sword at him, and then Ling Qingyu snatched his sword and stabbed him in the chest with his backhand.

She killed him...

Thirteen..., he called out silently, released the hand holding his hand, and caught his body that fell down weakly. Ling Qingyu's mind was still at a loss, looking at his convulsing body, looking at the man who was standing there. The sword blade that was piercing his heart looked into his smiling eyes.

We can...attack Jiang...nan... As his body fell into her arms, he whispered softly in her ear. Ying Shisan could no longer make a sound. The severe pain made his eyes blurry. The pierced heart could no longer beat, and her body was convulsing. Ying Shisan tried his best to hold her hand, and a hot tear fell on his cheek, making him smile again.

Carrying such sin, I am afraid that I will not be able to enter reincarnation. Master, in the next life, I am afraid that Thirteen will not be able to find you. But if I can escape from hell and enter reincarnation, then Master, are you still willing to have Thirteen?

Those eyes that were like stars seemed to be speaking. As his body trembled, they entered Ling Qingyu's mind little by little. He picked up his head and neck. Ling Qingyu whispered in Ying Shisan's ear: Okay, I When you come to me, Thirteen, you must come to me!

The bright starlight shattered in the eyes like a cosmic explosion, and slowly closed as a reassuring smile bloomed at the corner of the mouth.

Ye Po... Ling Qingyu called softly while hugging the body that fell silent in his arms.

Here! A black figure flashed out behind her and responded in a low voice.

His eyes swept over the corpses on the ground, and then turned away from the scholars who had retreated to the corner. Ling Qingyu's voice became a straight line and said: Close the city gate! Call Ye Shiyi back!