Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

The next day, the gate of the capital was finally opened to the prince.

Anyi City is divided into inner and outer parts. The inner city is the center of the imperial palace, and the outer city is divided into east and west sides by the middle line. In recent years, there have been many wars, and the west side is occupied by the garrison. Wealthy merchants and artisans.

There is a ten-mile long street between the inner and outer city gates. Today, the street is filled with a mighty army, and the momentum is so great that it has not been seen for many years.

Di Dongqing was also in the marching team.

He mixed with ordinary soldiers and entered the city with the army.He covered most of his face with armor, and Si Yutong gave him a little whitewash, so no one could recognize his face.

The gate of the outer city stands toweringly, like a tower when erected, and a bridge when lowered.Even though the sun was shining brightly on both sides, the doorway was shrouded in the shade of the city wall all the year round, and the strong wind pierced through the hall, making it extremely cold.

The city walls are thick and heavy, and there are occasional dark stains on the bricks and tiles, like blood stains left behind.During the military ban nine years ago, Yue Changsong, the former head of the Yushan tribe, died here. His body was hung on the tower until his flesh rotted and the stench lingered for half a month.

If it weren't for Yue Changsong's death, Feng Tingjian would not have fallen into evil ways and assisted the demon sect in refining Fuyao Qingfeng to bring disaster to the world, and Yue Baiyu would not have been bewitched by Youying's remnant soul and fell into a state of eternal sleep and uncertain life and death.

Bloodstains can be whitewashed, but scars cannot be erased.The rivers and mountains of Yu State have been torn to pieces by invisible scars, like rotten wood eaten by insects and ants, with gold and jade outside, and rotten inside.

Now, Di Dongqing has finally returned to this city, this time he must uncover this layer of disguise, and wipe out all the troubles.

But before that, he had to find someone.

As the big sacrifice in the city was approaching, the army guarding the city concentrated in the west chamber. After the army brought by Si Yutong entered the city, they also stationed in the west chamber barracks.

In one day, tens of thousands of horses rushed into the camp, eager to settle down, and carts of food and grass were queued up from all directions. From morning to night, the barracks were shrouded in chaos. The filthy smell of horse manure and sweat is permeating, making people feel hot and dry.

But for Di Dongqing at this moment, chaos is the best cover.

He sneaked into the grain warehouse early in the morning, quickly changed into coarse clothes when there was no one there, covered his head and face with a bamboo hat, and slipped out of the barracks together with the horse boy.After getting away from the crowd, I changed my way to the direction of Long Street.

The long street is located between the east and west chambers, connecting the inner and outer city walls, and is a busy place.The barracks in the West Wing implements a rotation system. On weekdays, soldiers who are not on official duties often rest here.There are many cheap taverns on this street, which are dedicated to the business of soldiers' families. Although the houses are crude and smoky, the business has always been good.

Di Dongqing came to the largest tavern and sat down in the corner.

This tavern has two floors, the space on the second floor is smaller than the first floor, there is a patio in the center, and the stairs are set up close to the patio, the waiter climbed up and down, stepping on the wooden steps to make a creaking sound.

Tonight, the tavern was almost full of seats, and there was a lot of people upstairs and downstairs.In addition to the soldiers who frequented the place on weekdays, there were also many well-dressed people talking loudly with different accents.Di Dongqing quickly recognized a few of them, they were all familiar faces in the rebel army.

The rebels entered the city with the soldiers of Baifu and stationed in a corner of the barracks, but they never liked to be restrained, so they flocked to the street in groups after nightfall to increase business for the tavern.

However, the waiter in the tavern seemed to be afraid of these guests, and his eyes lingered on them, but he didn't dare to stop for a long time, and always avoided them hastily after a quick glance.

Di Dongqing probably understands the reason. Anyi City has been far away from the turbid atmosphere of the rivers and lakes for too long. The people in the city have not seen warriors entering and leaving the market in a fair manner. Today, he finally has a chance to stand up, so he acts extravagantly.

A few tables away, Di Dongqing could hear them knocking chopsticks and laughing continuously.One of the young men with a loud voice said: "Have you heard that the Grand Master surnamed Xia is dead?"

A tall and thin man next to him raised his eyebrows: "You mean that Xia Qiyuan?"

Loudly said: "Yes, that's the name."

Di Dongqing was startled.Before the army entered the city today, the imperial edict brought back by Bai Xiuchuan had not mentioned this matter, but it was only one day, how could there be a sudden change.

He couldn't help pricking up his ears and listening carefully.

Someone at the table couldn't wait to ask: "When did you say this happened?"

He knocked on the table with a loud voice and said, "It's today. It is said that King Chang sent his own soldiers to conduct a thorough investigation. Who dared to collude with the Demon Cult? After finding out about Xia's mansion, it was found that he suddenly fell ill at home and died suddenly. and die."

"Huh? So suddenly?"

"It's not sudden. The Grand Master Xia has been sick at home half a month ago. I heard that when he died yesterday, his face was haggard and his hair was white. People thought he was a guilty conscience, and his head turned white from fright."

"Guilty? He is in a high position, calling the wind and calling the rain, so why should he be guilty?"

"That was in the past, and now the situation has changed. The case of the prince's extermination nine years ago was found to be inseparable from the Demon Sect. General Di's family died unjustly. Now the sons of the two families brought soldiers back to the imperial city. Revisiting the old case, I think he is afraid that the ghost will take his life, it is all retribution, retribution."

He spoke impassionedly in a loud voice, but there were still people with doubts in their faces: "Whether your news is true or not, could it be hearsay..."

"Why did you just tell the story?" The loud voice became anxious, and he stretched out his hand to grab the shop waiter who was standing beside him, "Ask him, his cousin is working in Changwang's mansion, and he is watching the imperial doctor carry the corpse in the hall today. Go in and ask him if it's real."

The waiter in the shop shuddered, and nodded tremblingly: "Yes, it's true."

Di Dongqing was even more puzzled, the waiter in the store looked terrified, he didn't seem to be lying, it seemed that the news was true, and it wasn't a loud fabrication.

Of course he didn't believe that Xia Qiyuan would die easily, but he couldn't figure out what was going on behind the scenes.

When he thought that his master was still in the hands of the Demon Sect, he became even more impatient, wishing he could rush into the imperial city immediately to find out what happened.But he immediately thought of the farewell to Wuxi Village, Master's teachings and exhortations, so he suppressed the anger in his heart and sat down again.

Since you are determined to endure, you must endure to the end.

Patience has always been his strong point. He took a sip of the rough tea and continued to listen.

But the discussion of the current situation at that table was over, and they turned to bragging about their achievements with the help of alcohol.

"Tell me, how many did you kill in the battle of Liulong Bridge?"

"Eight!"

"Eleven!"

"73!"

"Bragging you, with your three-legged cat sword technique, it's not bad if you can save your life, and you can kill 73?"

"Don't look down on people, just those useless idiots of the Yuchang Army can only be beaten by taking the medicine of the Demon Cult, otherwise they are not even as good as a club, I will chop one with a knife."

A group of people were arguing loudly, only to hear a sharp voice from the other table: "Enough!"

This shout made all the people silent, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked to the side together.

Those who shouted were a table of soldiers from the Yuchang Army, and the leader had stood up, clenched his fists, and stared angrily.

This person has a white cloud brocade pattern embroidered on his shoulders and back, which looks like a hundred households.He was followed by more than a dozen soldiers, and they also stared at him one after another.

The loud voice realized that it was a slip of the tongue, and out of face, it still yelled back: "It's not you who killed, why are you yelling."

Baihu took a step forward and said sharply, "Among the people you killed were my brothers."

He was startled with a loud voice, and took a few steps forward: "So what, my brother was also killed by you back then, and he was tortured in prison before he died. I only chopped off your brother's head with a knife, what should you do?" Kneel down and thank me for my generosity."

Baihu picked up the wine bowl and threw it on the ground: "You want me to kneel down? I think you are tired of work."