Aoyama

This edict has implicated more than a hundred people and polluted countless people. However, it has not touched officials above the third rank in the court, and has not damaged the foundation of the Ministry of Shadows for more than two hundred years.

Han Shui: "Your Majesty, just say something to the guilty minister." The Empress: "Speak." Han Shui: "The criminal minister framed Yuetianying not because of any rift with Princess Xinyang."

The empress responded lightly, and Chu Rong handed over the scroll to Jin Nian, Jin Nian raised it over his eyebrows, unfolded it and hung it on the stone, returning to prosperity and clarity.Afterwards, the empress issued an imperial edict: I am guilty of using this minister.

Chu Rong walked up to Han Shui, and said calmly, "Chu said ten years ago, don't blame you for being desolate." Han Shui: "Remember."

After a long time, Elder Nan let out a long howl with tears in his eyes: "Your Majesty, Shengming!" Chu Zhongshu, Lin Zuocheng, and Nan Youcheng, three crane suits holding wat boards, led the officials to congratulate Shengming.

Empress: "What should be done for Han Shui's crime?" Lin Yun replied: "Fire torture."

It was unbearable, Han Shui gritted his teeth, turned his head and cursed: "Lin Yun, you are a thousand people ride, ten thousand people are crushed, you are a dog who messes with people, Yunmeng country is civilized, it depends on you, what qualifications do you have?" , Say me?!"

Lin Yun turned a deaf ear: "Yunmeng's ancestral system, those who violate the heavenly relationship, will be burned at the stake." The empress: "Okay." After all the dust settled, Han Shui was handcuffed and fettered, and led out of the Hall of Glory.

The holy meaning said, the execution at the Meridian Gate in autumn is very satisfying.

Eunuch Jin breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to announce the disbandment of the court, when he heard a sudden voice from the audience: "Your Majesty, I still have this performance!"

Yun Bing felt a chill in her heart, and suddenly felt that the situation had changed dramatically.

Lin Yun went on to say: "Han Shui's crimes are heinous, and the Ministry of Film cannot escape the blame!" Chu Rong frowned, and persuaded in a low voice: "Tripping the Ministry of Film, that is to blame the emperor, are you crazy?"

Lin Yun was thin and came out alone, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, looking frail, and his fair and refined face was slightly sullen at the moment, as if it could frighten the gods away.

"The Ministry of Shadows, Tianping assassinated Peng Hao, then Minister of the Household Department, in the northern suburbs of Lin'an in the 25th year of Tianping; in the 26th year of Tianping, he had an affair with the Fang Party and murdered the fourth, ninth, and fourteenth princes of the former dynasty; Poisoned the proton Yunlan. In the seventh year of Tianchang, he framed Qi Lin, the leader of the Yuetian camp, in the name of corruption, and persecuted more than a thousand meritorious soldiers; He deceived the emperor, persecuted the five princes of Xi Lun, spilled blood on the Meridian Gate, and for 11 years in Tianyan, secretly liaised with the enemy chieftains of the Nine Realms, and poisoned the palace of ghosts in the Nine Realms Mountain to the south..."

More than two hundred years of film history, every word blood and tears.Yun Bing listened silently, rubbed his temples, and asked in a low voice: "What do you mean?" Su Mu repeated without loss of proportion: "Lin Zuocheng, what do you mean?"

Lin Yun: "The ministers want to persuade your Majesty to abolish the film department and restore the government and the public." Su Mu said aggressively: "Without the film department, how can you, Lin Yun, be in charge of the new government and take the position of Zuo Cheng?"

When the two were in a stalemate, the Minister of the Ministry of War ordered Li Ang to stand out resolutely, saying: "I have died and remonstrated, please Your Majesty abolish the film department, and return Yunmeng to the government and the people."

At this point, Yun Bing was completely awake.She lifted the pendant beads and looked at the rebellious courtiers and thieves all over the court-the gloomy faces one after another, which made people feel frightened and frightened.

That night, Jing Lan, Minister of the Ministry of War, Su Mu of the Ministry of Shadows, and Yun'an, King of Xiyong, were called to the imperial study to discuss the state affairs.When the three of them entered the door, they were shocked when the gold-encrusted bronze tiger charm engraved with inscriptions pierced their eyes.

Yun Bing smiled wryly and said, "I don't understand soldiers, but I know that Jin Yu of the Yuetian Camp did not go to court today, and my General Xiao Da is far away."

Yun An: "Your Majesty, rest assured, the Yuetian Camp has reduced its troops for three years, and the number is less than 6. With this Tiger Talisman, I can mobilize 10 people from the local area within a month, plus Wucheng's personal soldiers, and there will be no problem." Jing Lan said: "I will assist in the deployment of troops, and the prince will stay behind." Yun An pondered for a while: "That's fine."

Su Mu hesitated for a moment, and said: "Your Majesty, in fact, the leader of Yuetian Camp is Qi Lin." Yun Bing was startled again: "Huh?" Su Mu glanced at Jing Lan: "I thought that Your Majesty already knew."

Yun An showed no fear at all, and said coldly, "Your Majesty, the matter has come to an end, no matter who it is, no one can hesitate."

In May, the Habayashi Army dispatched again and sealed off the mansions of Li Ang, Minister of the Ministry of War, and Lin Yun, Prime Minister of Zuo. At the same time, Jing Lan led more than [-] people with tiger charms, left the imperial city, and dispatched troops to the four regions.

In Liuyue, Yuetian Camp in Nantai City hoisted the banner of the Department of Abandoned Shadows to restore Qingming, and sent troops to the north to confront King Xiyong at Luan Mountain, thirty miles south of Lin'an City.

The camps on both sides obeyed God's will, and within a month, the world was in flames: "The king of the Northern Court led [-] troops and approached the city of Liangzhou; East..."

Drop by drop of rain falls on the skylight of the cell in Dali Temple, winds down the bluestone wall, and flows into the mahogany lacquer bowl.

A jailer crossed his legs and lay down his bowl: "Brothers, have you heard? The singer Haitang of Jinxiang Tower left the city a few days ago to sing a song for the soldiers of the Yuetian Camp, "Fu of the General" .”

Another guard, with his arms bare, took a sip towards the prison: "Don't tell me, General Qi, a peerless hero, wants to get the name of Broken Sleeve. He is the one who succeeds and loses."

The jailer lying on the bowl raised his face and sighed: "This man is a monster, it's really intolerable. No wonder Lin Zuocheng risked his life to advocate justice for the five sons of Xi Lun."

Ying Scar was silent, and hadn't spoken from the beginning to the end.It wasn't until the jailers had finished eating that he stole a piece of braised pork from the dinner table and quietly sent it to the prison.

Han Shui sat slumped on the edge of the bed, with a pale complexion, repeatedly stirring a piece of rice cake with chopsticks.Tattoo Scar approached him lightly, his voice hoarse: "You are a good person, as they say, don't take it to heart."

Han Shui raised his eyes, and there was another color in his eyes: "Lin Yun wants to force the emperor to abolish the film department? Yuetian built it upside down?" The tattooed scar's Adam's apple turned up and down, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it: " The blood-drinking gold thorns on your back look good."

Han Shui grasped Ying Ba's hand: "Old rules, you answer me first." Ying Ba was stunned for a moment: "You are going to die, and you can't do it if you die. You are so beautiful, I can't bear you to die." Han Shui : "You answer me first."

Ying Scar sighed: "Lin Zuocheng joined forces with the Yuetian Camp to remonstrate with the Emperor for nearly two months in order to abolish the Tuiying Department." Han Shui was stunned and lost his strength.

……

Tattoo Scar was carrying a mahogany lacquer bowl, walked out of the wet and smelly prison cell, and ran into two people head-on.A pitch-black shadow suit and an ink-colored gown.

Han Shui was curled up on the bed, too lazy to sit up again, only half lying down, and said with a wry smile: "Su Mu, brother Dongqing, thank you for remembering Han."

Not to mention Han Shui's death, Dongqing didn't know about the tattooed jailer arranged by the minister of the temple, so she specially ordered a pot of silver needle tea with the tip of the tip to be brewed.Su Mu sat on the fur felt and sighed: "This subordinate has neglected his duties and failed to keep the overall situation in check."

Han Shui: "This is life and death, not reciprocity. The matter has come to this point. Even if the emperor abolishes the film department, kills Han, and kneels in front of the south gate to plead guilty, he will not be able to retreat."

Su Mu said: "There is nothing wrong with the film department, and there is nothing wrong with the emperor. If there is a war, I forgive you for not obeying your lord's order." After hearing this sentence, Han Shui got up, leaned in front of the two, and squinted his eyes: "You guys It’s really shameless to talk.”

Dongqing took a sip of tea and tried to calm down: "My lord, there is nothing wrong with the film department, and the subordinates cannot fight against you." Han Shui gritted his teeth, retracted to the corner of the grass bed, and trembled: "That is standing on the court hall. Yes, everyone knows that the Yingbu is right! If I were you Su Mu and Dongqing, I would do the same to keep the Yingbu brothers!"

Su Mu choked up like a needle in his throat.Han Shui clutched the bundle of grass tightly, his knuckles turned white: "I don't blame you, but I hate, I hate you, I hate the emperor, I hate Lin Yun, I hate..."

Dongqing put down her cup: "Qi Lin?" Han Shui turned his back, and his eyes were red for the first time since he was imprisoned: "I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that in the future, I will have no face to live in this world."

Su Mu and Dongqing left the Golden Order of the Film Department in front of the case, and saluted the dilapidated body on the grass bed: "My lord, catastrophe is coming, this is our farewell gift, if we meet again by chance, we will not be together." Let's talk about Jiangshan affairs."

On the day of the autumn solstice, a white pigeon flew past the south gate and flew towards the bright red frost forest in the outer suburbs. Assembling the catapult was busy and noisy.

Yun Bing came up in person to supervise the situation of the soldiers, Yun An, Jing Lan and several Xiling generals followed behind, all in military uniform.In such a land of copper, iron, wood and rocks, even though Yun Bing was wearing light brocade clothes, he still felt conspicuous, turned his head and smiled and said: "I have lived in the deep palace for a long time, and I don't know anything about soldiers. How dare I ask what this is?"

On the battlements, there is a wooden vessel loaded with bows and arrows.Jing Lan replied: "Your Majesty, this is the Xuanyuan Liannu. It is easy to load. It can shoot ten arrows at the same time, eight rounds in a row, and a hundred steps."

Yun Bing touched the rough wood: "Why is it called Xuanyuan?" Jing Lan said: "When the Ministry of War made a new system, the name was given by General Qi." Yun Bing frowned, and pulled out the arrow with a "snap": "How dare you carry?"

Looking along the direction of the arrows on the battlements, the land of Mount Luan is vast and vast, and the army of the Yuetian Battalion for twenty miles is so overwhelming that people's breathing is stagnant and their hearts are trembling.

Jing Lan holds her sword to the ground.Yun Bing: "You held the Tiger Talisman, how many people did you transfer?" Jing Lan: "Three, thirty thousand..."

Yun Bing laughed at himself: "Then you know, Qi Lin is a grassroots person who doesn't even have the money to buy a daughter's red, but within a month, he moved the entire southern border's government army under my nose!" Jing Lan blushed. : "Minister, I am incompetent."

Yun An pressed his sword and coughed: "Your Majesty, Qi Lin is known as a hero, so you can't complain about Minister Jing." Yun Bing: "Uncle Emperor, can you win?" Mediate, break through separately, you can win."

It's night, Yushufang.

Before Zhongshu ordered Chu Rongshi to file the case, Yun Bing remained silent, staring at the flames in the lamp in a daze.After a long time, Chu Rong raised his face and said admonishingly: "Your Majesty, Lin Zuocheng's purpose is to abolish the Tuiying Department. If Your Majesty is willing to give in, with this pen, I will definitely be able to make people in the world retreat."

Yun Bing's eyes were filled with fire, and her slender eyelashes were golden: "If Mr. Han were here, he would do things for me, instead of sticking around here and saying such stupid things."

In an instant, the flames of war suddenly rose.

She doesn't regret it, she just did what an emperor should do, but she is afraid, afraid of being ashamed of Yunmeng's tens of thousands of people, afraid that from now on, the country will never have peace.

She thought over Yun'an's words over and over again - when the food in Lin'an city runs out, and when all the princes get up their minds, Yunmeng will be chaotic and the country will perish.

"Trash!" Yun Bing waved his sleeves and stood up, knocking over the lamp in front of the desk, like touching a ghost.The sparks splashed on the lamp oil and ignited a flame.Chu Rong pounced with his sleeves: "Your Majesty!"

When the fire was extinguished, the two tugged into a ball, ambiguous.Chu Rong looked at Yun Bing's teary eyes, and his heart was full of ups and downs: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, you heard from the minister that you will take Han Shui as a hostage to force Qi Lin to retreat." Yun Bing trembled all over, grabbed Chu Rong's arm, and smiled in relief: "Chu Qing, I have betrayed you."

The author has something to say:

For Han Shui in prison, his struggle is useless.