Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

Just two years after Jiang Luoyu returned to the imperial capital, the allied forces of Dajin and Dataki finally defeated the Xiongnu, not only captured the wise kings of the Xiongnu, but also singled out the leader. After the Huns were completely dispersed, they were powerless to fight again When the news of the news spread to the imperial capital, the emperor, who had not been in court for a while and had been in poor health, immediately cheered up, and decided to amnesty the world to hold a banquet for all the officials on the day when the army returned to court.

Another year of spring, in Li Yuyuan, the main courtyard of the Murong Mansion in the imperial capital, the pear blossoms outside the window are gradually revealing their fragrance. The maids and the two servants are walking around happily, busy packing and cleaning the room. A butler The twins who looked like came quickly from the door, pushed open the carved door and saw the figure sitting safely behind the screen, and hurriedly raised their voices to report.

"Mr. Nei, good news!"

Sitting at the table, Jiang Luoyu was looking at the two-year-old who was leaning against her. She was extremely weak when she was born prematurely, and now her face is wrinkled into bun folds, but her body is better than before. At this time, she is playing with Jiulianhuan. The second son, Murong Lian, with a delicate and beautiful face, had an elegant and warm smile on his lips. He raised his head when he heard the sound, and put down the teacup in his hand.

"Don't worry, just take a breath, what's the matter?"

Mian Xing stood firm, lowered her body and bowed to the elder and younger on the Arhat's couch, her face became more joyful: "Mr. Nei... It's Master Hou... It's news from Master Hou!"

"News from Lord Hou?" Jiang Luoyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his hand to take the letter in his hand, "Let me have a look."

Seeing him looking down carefully, and his brows and eyes becoming softer, Mian Xing couldn't help but smile and stepped forward, looking at the young master who had become sickly and crooked not long after he was born: "Shock The Huns dragged on this battle for such a long time, after all, they won a complete victory. The Hou Ye made great contributions again, and he will definitely be promoted after returning to the court. Master is coming back after all, and the three little masters will be able to see their father, isn't Sleeping Star right?"

"Grumpy."

After reading the victory report at a glance, Jiang Luoyu put down the letter paper in his hand, rubbed it and heard the two talking, raised his head and blinked at his young son's soft forehead hair, smiled and said softly, "The army just returned from victory, Although the news has been passed, people want to come back so fast. I think it will be at least a month before they arrive at the imperial capital. What's more, this battle has been going on for so long, and the news announced by His Majesty is the Xiongnu A big defeat is nothing to worry about, but in my opinion, it’s actually not the case.”

Mian Xing was taken aback when he heard the words, a little confused: "Why did Nei Jun say such a thing?"

"Since the Xiongnu have been defeated and lost, and have no strength to fight again, why is it that only I, Dajin, withdrew, but Dataki's army never retreated?"

Jiang Luoyu lowered her eyes, and with her slender fingers, she flicked the Nine Rings on the child's hand, and the smile on her lips faded a bit: "According to my guess, the story of the defeat of the Huns is probably true, and the matter of the virtuous king and Shan Yu It is also true, but to say that the Huns are no longer able to fight, this is somewhat watery - don't forget, the Huns were constantly provoking and provoking, but there is still a shadow of Da Zhou behind them, and many things will never be so easily Finish."

Mian Xing immediately came to his senses, and nodded hurriedly: "What Nei Jun said is that the subordinates are short-sighted."

As soon as the master and servant finished speaking, there was another hurried footstep outside the door. After a while, a light green figure stopped outside the door and lowered his voice to report: "Neijun, the dark owl has a secret message from the master." .”

Hearing the words "secret letter", Jiang Luoyu's eyes flashed, she lowered her body and took two steps, her slender fingertips brushed over the handwriting on the thin silk cloth, her complexion suddenly changed, and she folded the secret letter as it was, He put it under the candle and lit it up, and then he exhaled suddenly and murmured: "I see... No wonder Da Jin withdrew his troops before the war was completely over."

Wu Yatuo...has been captured in the battle to wipe out King Youxian of the Xiongnu, and he is on his way back to the imperial capital!According to Emperor Dajin's hatred for him, since the Huns are no longer a threat for the time being, it is natural to escort Wu Yatuo. After waiting and preparing for such a long time, I am afraid that all the forces related to the Wu Ya clan in the imperial capital will be cleaned up later. Let's get connected.

All kinds of guesses flashed through his mind, and the person standing by the window finally clenched his fingers, and ordered in a deep voice: "Prepare the horse immediately!"

Ten days later, in the Dali Temple, which is in charge of the large and small courts of the imperial capital, in the death cell in the deepest layer of darkness, two footsteps sounded one after the other. , was reflected by the gradually burning candles in the long corridor, and finally stopped suddenly in front of the densely packed cell door after a loud clanging sound.

Hearing the approaching sound, the man sitting safely in such a terrifying prison with his limbs bound by several iron chains couldn't help but slowly raised his head, and turned his calm eyes to the outside until he saw The person standing not far away had a very faint smile on his lips when the expressionless face was illuminated by the flames.

"Long time no see, Marquis of An Guo, Lord An Nei." In the silent prison, a long sigh sounded. On the bodies of the two people who were both dressed in black clothes and standing side by side, "I don't know why you came to see the old man for the last time?"

"Teacher Wu Ya is so smart, can't you guess what the two of us are here for?" The person outside the prison door chuckled, but there was no smile in his words, only deep sarcasm and indifference, "Why do you only see Wu Ya?" The Taifu is alone, but the fourth concubine who left with you is missing?"

The people in the prison were ridiculed like this, but they didn't seem to care. Instead, they turned their eyes to another man who had been silent all the time, and his eyes were full of deep eyes. Ask me, but you should ask An Guohou beside you."

"He was used as a tool by Taifu Wu Ya, married to Shan Yu and became the Yan family." Not long after, the clear voice blew through the cold wind, resounding word by word in the empty and dark prison cell, "In Shan Yu At the time of the owl's head, Wu Yale did not want to be captured by the Dajin army, and committed suicide."

"The Wu Ya clan is tabooed by His Majesty, and now Taifu Wu Ya has also fallen into the sky prison, and all four children have lost their lives. After you die, the Wu Ya clan will definitely be buried with you." In the darkness, a white and slender His hands protruded from his sleeves, and lightly touched the icy iron prison in front of him, his words became more and more light and floating, "I don't know what the Taifu feels... how it feels to destroy his own clan with his own hands?" The person in the prison Still sitting quietly, as if nothing could hurt his heart, those slender eyes suddenly raised slightly when they heard these words, a little more inexplicably: "You killed my three children, And Ling Le can't sit in the palace, I've thought and thought, I'm afraid it's not only the enmity of your husband, mistress, mother and father, the first son Murong Min, but also some reasons I don't know."

There was another low laugh, icy and cold: "Teacher Wu Ya, have you seen my face for so long, have you never guessed it?"

The eyes of the prisoner froze at first, then suddenly shrank: "You... really..."

"What does Grand Tutor Wuya think? Now that you are king and loser, Grand Tutor Wuya has fallen into our hands, but it is not wronged to die—not to mention that if you count it carefully, not only Zhaomin and I, but also the emperor treats you Wu Yashi hates to the bone, and there are many poor people, not to mention His Majesty who was killed by you."

The people in the prison were awakened by his words. After a very long silence, a trace of bitterness escaped from the corners of their lips, regardless of what the outsiders said, they sighed softly: "Princess Roujia, Dataki Xiaoyao Wang... …So that’s how it is, it’s ridiculous that I’ve been blinded, thinking that I’m just framing you, but I’m not as clear as Your Majesty.”

After saying this, he didn't seem to want to see how the two people outside the prison door reacted, so he lowered his head and fell into the memories from his own eyes, but there was a shocking possessiveness in his misty eyes, blurred by the darkness. Then I can no longer see clearly.

"Your mother committed suicide back then. I have been looking for her for many years, and I really love her. However, it was not me, but your simple-minded father! She saw Jiang Ying with her own eyes. He was shot to death by an arrow on the battlefield, and he hugged his body and refused to leave. Even though I told him how much I loved him without saying a word, I followed him without the slightest hesitation. I wanted to stop him, but it was already It's too late... It's ridiculous. I have always been cold-hearted and self-controlled, but because of her begging before death, my heart softened and I gave up continuing to take revenge on you, but let you linger on and bring Wu Yashi here. It's just a reincarnation of cause and effect That's all."

"Stay by your side?" In the darkness, there was finally a gnashing of teeth, "The concubine of the majestic Dataki Xiaoyao Wang, could it be possible to be a despicable, shameless, cruel and ruthless you, who is only worthy of hiding in the darkness for the rest of her life?" Is it the concubine of someone who doesn't know what love is? I really can't figure out what kind of woman gave birth to those four heirlooms for you, and can endure a snake like you!"

"Mr. Annei...don't speak too harshly." The people in the prison heard him mercilessly, as if they were finally stung by his words, and suddenly their gazes shot out like electricity, even though they were in the prison Not losing the wind, the smile on the corner of his lips was thick and dark, "Your current father and I are brother-in-law."

Hearing the word "brother-in-law", the two people outside the prison door looked at each other, almost seeing the look of astonishment at the same time, Jiang Luoyu frowned even more, subconsciously took a step forward: "You said... what?"

But after saying this, the person in the prison seemed unwilling to say anything more to others, so he slowly closed his eyes without saying a word, which made the two people outside the prison door more suspicious, but they didn't wait for Jiang Luoyu to ask After saying something, a sound of steady footsteps suddenly sounded behind the two, followed by a voice that both of them were extremely familiar with.

"Hao'er, Yu'er."

Jiang Luoyu's heart moved, and Murong Hao who was beside him came back to his senses, and bowed to the person in the darkness: "Father."

The visitor walked up to the two of them step by step, showing no special expression on his face, but his eyes were unexpectedly deep and unfathomable: "The three children in the mansion are still waiting for you to go back, don't talk nonsense with him here."

When the two heard the words, they answered in a low voice.

In the long corridor covered by darkness, when Yi waited about to walk out of this corner, she seemed to be a little unable to bear the doubts in her heart. Jiang Luoyu finally looked back at the familiar figure, and her eyes flashed complicatedly. It wasn't until he finally landed on the worried face of the person he loved in this life who was holding his palm tightly, that he suddenly relaxed completely.

"Zhaomin, let's go home."

The man nodded, even in the bottomless darkness, warm lips still fell on his forehead: "Okay."

In the spring of the third year of Emperor Yuanshou of Chongqing in the Dajin calendar, the coalition forces of the two countries defeated the royal court of the Xiongnu. The bloody atmosphere shook the whole city, and it spread for half a month before it dispersed. In the following month, the emperor proclaimed an imperial decree due to a long illness, and appointed the ninth prince, Nan Jingjin, as the crown prince. Bit East Palace.

All matters played by Baisi are decided by the crown prince.

In the deep winter of the third year of Yuanshou, Chongqing Emperor Nan Jinxu died of illness in Jingren Palace. He left an edict to order the crown prince to succeed him in front of the coffin. He was 45 years old at the time.

—— "The Chronicles of the Great Jin Emperor Chongqing"