How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

"A bold traitor, how dare he break into the forbidden area of ​​the harem..."

When the left-behind guards, eunuchs and others, Wu Yangyang, rushed in from outside, they were completely confused when they saw the scene in front of them.

Tragic!

The scene was really too tragic.

In the square in front of the main hall of Kunning Palace, blood was flowing all over the ground, and five or six people were lying in a mess, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Some people even lost their heads, leaving only their bodies lying alone.

This made it difficult for the guards to tell who the traitor was.

Fortunately, Wei Ting was lying on the ground and raised his hand in time, holding Wei Zhongxian's waistband clearly in his hand.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

After all, today is the funeral day of a large emperor, and there is no one in charge in the palace at all.

Suddenly someone took out the badge of Dongchang Admiral Wei Zhongxian, and everyone became more and more confused about what to do.

"The Ai family is fine! Everyone, please exit."

Zhang Yan finally spoke, her expression calm, neither happy nor sad.

"……Yes!"

The guards looked at each other, no one wanted to get into trouble, and hurriedly bowed and left.

The removed phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken.

It was an act of kindness for everyone to come and check it out.

If Queen Zhang hadn't been extremely popular and highly prestigious, I'm afraid no one would care about her being killed today.

"Miss!"

Lu Lingxuan didn't care to denounce the gang's tendency to follow the trend, and hurriedly walked to Zhang Yan, looked at the bruises on her neck, and burst into tears.

Only then did she realize that Baozhu was determined to die again. Even if those evil thieves hadn't come in, she would have hanged herself.

"Ling Xuan, don't cry anymore. Call a few familiar eunuchs and maids to come over and help clean up."

Zhang Yan said lightly and covertly covered the bruises on her neck with a collar.

Then he walked through the square in front of the palace covered with pools of blood, and passed the dead Ding Xian, Ding Tai, Ding Chong and others.

Finally, he stopped in front of Shen Lian.

Zhang Yan remembered clearly that this person seemed to be Fusi Qianhu in Jinyiweibei Town, a general under Lu Wenzhao and one of Wei Zhongxian's henchmen.

Plus that waist card.

Zhang Yan was extremely confused.

Why did Wei Zhongxian order someone to save my life?

As for who wants to kill her, there is no need to think too much.

"Shen Lian?"

Zhang Yan spoke calmly and looked over with raised eyebrows.

Shen Lian hurriedly turned over and stood up, bowing slightly: "Caomin Shen Lian, pay your respects to the Queen."

Zhang Yan frowned again.

Are you not even a Jin Yiwei?

"Why are you here? Who are they?"

Zhang Yan pointed at Pei Lun and Wei Ting beside Shen Lian.

Shen Lian did not explain the identities of the two, but looked at the sun that had risen, feeling extremely anxious.

"Mother, I will talk about this later. Shen Lian would like to ask you...if you know the whereabouts of Feng Lixin, the Taibao Feng?"

"What did you say? Feng Taibao?"

After all, Zhang Yan could no longer remain calm and asked in a voice.

"My master, lost it?"

When Shen Lian heard Zhang Yan's answer, his heart sank.

If even Queen Zhang didn't know her husband's whereabouts, where exactly was he taken by Zhu Youjian?

……

After a stick of incense.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Ding Xiu left Kunning Palace with difficulty, followed the route arranged by Lu Wenzhao, and successfully escaped from the imperial city.

After coming out of the imperial city, several bearers were waiting here carrying a black sedan chair.

Ding Xiu gasped and got into the sedan with Miao Dao in his arms.

The several bearers didn't ask why he was the only one, they picked up the sedan and walked away quickly.

Everyone walked out of the inner city until they reached a pawn shop not far from the gate of the outer city, and then put down the sedan chair.

Ding Xiu took a step forward, leaving only blood all over the sedan chair, shocking the sight of the several sedan bearers.

"Where are the people? All dead? Ding Xiu, your three senior brothers and sisters, all died in Kunning Palace?"

Seeing that only Ding Xiu had returned, the old pawn shop owner hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

But when he learned what happened in Kunning Palace, he was even more shocked.

Ding Xiu grabbed the opponent's collar and said with an angry look on his face: "Dead! All damn dead!"

"Old Han! Where is Lu Wenzhao? Where is the emperor? Why didn't anyone tell me that there was an ambush in Kunning Palace? Why!!!"

Ding Xiu's angry shouts resounded throughout the pawn shop, and the shopkeeper, Old Han, could hear his eyebrows racing.

He looked at the shocking injuries on the opponent's left leg and shouted in a low voice: "What are you shouting for!"

"Do you want the entire Forty-Nine City to know what you have done?"

With that said, Lao Han walked to the door of the pawn shop and waved slightly outside.

Immediately at the door, a strong man in black came around and installed the door panel of the pawn shop, and the whole room suddenly became dark.

Old Han turned around and saw that Ding Xiu was still breathing heavily, and couldn't help but soften his tone.

"Brother Ding, no one would have expected such a result! No one wants to see anything happen to your three senior brothers and sisters."

"Tell me, who is the opponent? Is it a trap set by Queen Zhang in advance?"

"How is Queen Zhang doing now? Did you succeed?"

When Ding Xiu saw that the other party was talking about him, he stood up angrily.

"Han, tell me first, where is Lu Wenzhao? Where is the emperor?"

"I want to ask them face to face why they killed my three junior brothers!!!"

Old Han was annoyed by the questions and his face darkened.

"How presumptuous! Ding, please pay attention to your identity!"

"You can't wait for one term of death, so what if you all die?"

"Your Highness...oh, no, what does Your Majesty need to explain to you?"

"And Mr. Lu Wenzhao, can you call me by his first name? Sit down and sit down! Stop making noise!"

Dead soldier?

Ding Xiu's head buzzed.

No matter what, I didn't expect that I would become a dead soldier?

My special mother only wants to avenge her master. When did she become your Zhu family’s dog?

He slumped back on the chair and laughed sadly.

Finally, he understood that he had something to do with the deaths of the three senior brothers and sisters.

If he hadn't devoted himself wholeheartedly to avenging his master, how could he have ended up like this.

Clang!

The Miao Dao that had been held tightly in his hand unfortunately fell.

Ding Xiu leaned on the chair and raised his head, and two lines of bloody tears couldn't help but slide down his cheeks.

He couldn't understand why things turned out like this.

Shopkeeper Lao Han seemed relieved when he saw Ding Xiu throwing away the Miao Dao, and returned to his usual honest and courteous appearance.

He walked forward and gently patted Ding Xiu on the shoulder.

"Brother Ding, now that it has happened, no one wants to do it!"

"Let's do this for now. I'm going to get you some wound medicine and apply it. You see your leg is still bleeding."

"His Majesty and Mr. Lu went to Tianshou Mountain to mourn Emperor Daxing. Wait for them to come back and give you a satisfactory answer when they come back..."

Old Han sighed and saw that Ding Xiu was indifferent, so he had no choice but to turn around and walk towards the back hall.

But when leaving, he quietly picked up the Miao knife thrown on the ground.

Ding Xiu noticed nothing and was still looking at the ceiling of the pawn shop, dazed.

Because on the ceiling, the old voices and smiles of Master Ding Baiying and his three brothers and sisters were reflected.

"Bai Ying, just accept me! In order to learn the Qi family sword, how about I, Ding Xiu, accept you as my teacher?"

"Hehehe, Ding Xiu, you are about the same age as me, and you are not ashamed to worship me as your teacher?"

"There is no hierarchy in learning, the master is the teacher. Master Bai Ying, accept my disciple Ding Xiu's worship!"

"Hahaha, Sister Bai Ying, and me, and me..."

"Let's all go together. We've even changed our last names one by one. Can Miss Ding still accept us?"

"Tch! Brother Tai, it's okay to accept us. You're almost forty already."

"Damn...if Miss Bai Ying doesn't accept me, Ding Tai, wouldn't I be missing out on a good disciple?"

"It's shameless, hahaha..."

"I'm going to die! I'm not married yet, so why do I have four more naughty apprentices? Hey, I'll accept you all reluctantly..."

"...Master is here, please bow to me as a disciple..."

The laughter and laughter echoed in Ding Xiu’s ears.

Once upon a time, five people fell into the trap of bandits and spent such a leisurely and comfortable time in the mountains.

Ding Xiu was dumbfounded for a moment and became more and more immersed in it.

He didn't know.

Not long after Lao Han walked into the back hall.

More than a dozen jet-black gunshots quietly stretched out from all directions.