Ma Ye

It was already noon when everyone arrived in Changping County, it was noon but there was no sun, the sky was gray, the streets were in a mess, the doors were closed or just left there, and there were traces of burning, killing and looting everywhere. At that time, there was no one at all, the gate fell to the ground, and the inside was torn apart, and bloodstains could still be seen in some places.

Tan Haozhi felt chills all over his body imagining the scene at that time.

The most chaotic time has long passed, and now only the mess left over from the riots remains, and all the officials seem to have fled.

If the information is true, the county magistrate is corrupt and perverts the law to bully the Lord, and the people rose up to resist and overthrow the regime. He can understand it, but why these uprising people want to bully the ordinary people who are living a peaceful life, seeing that Changping County is full of looted people. The traces of the king seemed to be caught in a predicament without the law of the king. Maybe it was not there at the beginning, but it was fully exposed at this moment.

County Magistrate Song sighed faintly, and was about to tell Lord Tan whether they should go find Zhou Yide, when he saw people rushing towards this place, and the leader was Zhou Yide.

The people who blocked them at the gate of the government had cold faces, and their eyes were very wary, as if they wanted to come up and chop them a few times.

"Hmph, County Magistrate Song, why did you bring people here again? Don't rely on us seeing you as an upright official and not wanting to embarrass you, so you brazenly bring these corrupt officials in." Zhou Yide snorted coldly.

County Magistrate Song frowned and said, "Lord Qin is not a corrupt official, please listen to me..."

"That's enough! I've been tired of hearing your official rhetoric." Zhou Yide pointed at them with a big knife in his hand, "What do you want to do again? Do you want to wipe out us 'mobs and rebellious parties'?"

Tan Haozhi's eyes darkened, and he walked out.

"I hope everyone can listen to what I said calmly. We didn't come all the way from the capital to embarrass everyone. I didn't know so many things happened until now. I know everyone is suffering, but it doesn't It doesn’t mean that we can use force unscrupulously to solve problems, we should pay attention to moderation in everything, and there are no rules. Our goal has always been to enable the people to live a peaceful and stable life..."

"It's nice to say, when the county magistrate did whatever he wanted, where did you court officials go?! Now I know it's too late to say something nice!" Someone in the crowd interrupted Tan Haozhi's words, and there were voices of dissatisfaction sounded.

"If I remember correctly, the dog officer sent people to let us build the river, which killed many people."

"Yes, I remember it was him."

"Why do we have to live a hard life here? Officials like them eat hot and spicy food in the capital."

"There is nothing good about being an official."

"Smelly shameless, there is a fart in saying these high-sounding words."

"Dog officer! Get lost!"

"Don't listen to them, everyone, kill them! Get them out!"

I don't know who said these words in the crowd, and some people rushed up in the bustling crowd, and the guards hurriedly stopped them from approaching.

It was the first time that Tan Haozhi saw the people rioting and wanted to die with them as if he had lost his mind. They no longer trusted the officials.

"Everyone..."

"Ah!!! Killing!!!"

Tan Haozhi was about to say something, but there was a sudden scream from the crowd. Someone was lying in a pool of blood, and a guard held a spear and said in panic, "I didn't. He suddenly grabbed the spear and stabbed himself."

"You are a fool!"

"I can't spare you! It really is here to kill us."

"Fight them!"

The scene was very chaotic for a time. The people who should be unarmed, did not know where to wield their knives, and the people who should be weak cut down the officers and soldiers to the ground. Their skills were as vigorous as they had been trained...

Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes, grabbed Tan Haozhi who was still about to say something, and said to Li Yichong, "Quickly retreat."

"them……"

"It's not all the common people. Some people pretend to be local people." Zhao Heng glanced at the scene of swords and blood. Some soldiers did not receive the order and did not dare to do anything to the common people. They were hacked to the ground.

Li Yichong is also in a dilemma. These rioters are mixed with killers. He doesn't know who is the commoner and who is the killer. If he gives an order, what should he do if he kills by mistake, but he can't watch his own people get killed.

With a smug smile on the corner of Zhou Yide's mouth, he led the crowd to kill them, and the people who followed him took out their knives from nowhere, as if they had been prepared for a long time.

County Magistrate Song was also in a panic, and looked at Lord Qin while pushing and shoving.

Seeing how many people had already killed in front of Mr. Qin, they raised their knives and were about to chop them off!

Magistrate Song opened his eyes wide, "Lord Tan, be careful!"

A pair of slender hands as beautiful as jade clamped the knife that was slashing at him, a cold light flashed on the face of the knife, and the person who was as beautiful as a fairy smiled slightly, kicked the person away and snatched the knife, turned around and stabbed the knife into another person who was slashing, The movements were smooth and smooth without procrastination, and he easily escaped from the encirclement with Mr. Qin in his arms.

"..." County Magistrate Song was amazed, the princess turned out to be so powerful in martial arts.

Tan Haozhi's face was pale, and he was protected by Zhao Heng to get out of the siege, but a group of people still came towards him. Those people were agile, and they were not ordinary people at first glance. I'll go ahead."

"Thank you doctor, be careful!" Song Yunxiao said as he kicked away the man carrying the knife.

Seeing this violent scene, Xie Xunhuan was heartbroken, but he could only do some tricks, so he could only follow behind his senior brother.

Xie Mingyang glanced at Song Yunxiao who came to help and remained silent.

Xie Mingyang wanted to kill these mad dog-like people, but his younger brother was on the sidelines, and he didn't want him to see the bloody scene, so he could only drag people around to avoid him. He stayed in crowded places for too long, and used his true energy to breathe It didn't go well for a while, my vision was blurred from time to time, and I almost took advantage of it just now.

Xie Xunhuan saw that senior brother's face was pale without a trace of blood, and he was short of breath, so he hurriedly said, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Perhaps it's an illness." Xie Mingyang smiled wryly, at this moment his eyes were already dark, and his body felt as if he had fallen into ice, with a chill coming from his bones.

But at this time, Xie Xunhuan gritted his teeth anxiously, pressed the acupoints on Xie Mingyang's body to give him comfort, and yelled at Song Yunxiao, "Song Daxia, can you do me a favor? Help me take the senior brother out first."

"Huh?" Song Yunxiao withdrew his sword, looked at the fainted Xie Mingyang and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with him?"

"Don't ask, this is medicine." Xie Xunhuan took out a medicine bottle from his bosom and handed it to Song Yunxiao, "Take two pills at a time, and if his breathing is not smooth after a while, press these acupoints for him. "

Xie Xunhuan demonstrated and pointed to a few acupuncture points on Xie Mingyang's body, and said it twice.

Song Yunxiao listened in a daze. Suddenly someone attacked him. Although he blocked the attacking knife with his backhand, his arm was still scratched.

"What are you doing?" Wang Qizhao hurriedly yelled when he saw that Song Yunxiao was injured, but he listened to Song Yunxiao's words and protected Song County Magistrate, and couldn't leave for a while.

"It's okay." Song Yunxiao shouted, and then nodded seriously at Xie Xunhuan, "I will remember Doctor Xie, don't worry."

After saying that, he dragged Xie Mingyang out who couldn't breathe, Xie Xunhuan heaved a sigh of relief.

He subconsciously wanted to go to Li Yichong's place, but seeing that people were too far away from him, he definitely couldn't make it through.

Wang Qizhao...he just followed Song Yunxiao to protect his elder brother, in his opinion, he must be a dispensable person...

There was a flash of the sword in a panic, Xie Xunhuan hurriedly hid to the side, but was kicked to the ground, facing a knife, he closed his eyes in fear.

The pain he imagined didn't come, he opened his eyes and saw a tall figure blocking the blow for him, knocking him back, turning his head and staring at him annoyedly, with a look of disgust on his handsome face, "Trouble."

Said he was troublesome, but pulled him up and protected him to leave.

Xie Xunhuan had tears in his eyes, he looked at Wang Qizhao's back, he couldn't tell what was in his heart, he just felt sore, he didn't want to see this person look at him with such a strange expression.

Li Yichong and the others brought [-] people, and now it seems that half of them are here, and they dare not really use swords and guns, so they can only withdraw from the county.

"Your Majesty, are you really planning to send troops from Liaoning County to Jiangning?" Wang Chuhe said in a deep voice.

"What is supposed to come will always come." The emperor said indifferently, seeing Wang Chuhe's ugly face, he said, "These days will probably be hard for you."

"It's nothing." Wang Chuhe lowered his head, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

The emperor shook his head, "Send someone to keep an eye on the regent's movements."

Wang Chuhe stepped back in response, the emperor frowned, looked at the table full of memorials, and smiled wearily.

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager sent someone to ask, where do you want to hold your birthday party?"

Tomorrow is the emperor's birthday, but how can he cater to those people now, the emperor said coldly, "Tell the queen mother, because of Jiang Ning's accident, this year's birthday will be exempted."

"Yes."

The Grand Duke bowed his head in response, and was about to go out when he heard His Majesty say, "I want to go out of the palace, but I probably won't be able to go to court tomorrow."

"Yes." His Majesty would go out of the palace every day before his birthday, and the Grand Duke was no stranger to it.

As usual, the emperor asked the Grand Duke to cover him, and then left the palace with a few guards.

Kankan reached the top of the mountain before sunset.

The emperor asked people to step back and walked alone among the peach forests all over the mountains and plains. The peach blossoms had not yet bloomed, and the people waiting for the flowers lost their minds.

The emperor touched the flower branch and walked aimlessly forward.

Back then he planted this mountain of peach blossoms for someone, but now it seems ridiculous, he was really young and ignorant, but he was really full of joy.

He seemed to still remember the joyful expression of that person looking at the glowing and blooming peach blossoms.

That year when they were young, they also had a chat here, dreamed about the future, and made many promises. Tomorrow would be his birthday. That person once said that he wanted to celebrate his birthday with him, and he wanted to be the first to congratulate him. , Bit by bit, the emperor thought he had forgotten it long ago, but it was deeply rooted in his bones, and he came here unconsciously.

When he reached the end of the peach grove, a warm feeling came over his face. The emperor looked at the towering tree, but in the twelfth lunar month, the tree was still green with no fallen leaves, and the forest was as warm as spring.

The emperor wanted to take a look at the purple flowers, but it seemed that they were not in flowering period. He walked in casually, and cast his eyes casually at a colorful butterfly flying around in front of him.

The colorful butterfly drew an elegant arc in the air, and the emperor watched it with a smile until the colorful butterfly landed on a person.

The emperor's eyes were fixed, watching the man drive away the colorful butterflies on his body, and looked up at him.

White clothes filled with snow, black hair like black ink, handsome eyebrows like a person walking out of a painting, with a bookish elegance and an untouched elegance.

The man didn't expect to see the emperor, he got up in a daze, but didn't say anything, he just grabbed the object he was playing with and smiled slightly.

The emperor said very flatly, "Why are you here?"

Zhang Changxi said, "Tomorrow is your birthday, I wonder if you will come here."

The emperor pursed his lips and looked at him, and after a while he smiled, "Staying in the palace is boring, come out for a walk."

Zhang Changxi looked at the emperor quietly, and handed him the thing in his hand, "If you don't dislike it, accept it?"

A bracelet made of small purple shells, dotted with a purple gemstone in the middle, looks novel and strange.

"This is a shell I picked up when I was playing in the South China Sea, and I specially strung it into a bracelet..." Zhang Changxi smiled bitterly, unable to say the word "send you".

The emperor took the bracelet in his hand, "It's a rare time that the gift you gave was not so simple."

Zhang Changxi remembered the gadgets he had given him before, and couldn't help saying, "I made them all myself."

"Isn't this something you want to give to a girl's family?" The emperor raised the bracelet in his hand and said.

Zhang Changxi smiled, "If you are a girl."

The emperor pursed his lips, and the two were relatively speechless. The emperor tried to wear the bracelet on his hand, it was just right, but it was a bit feminine for a man wearing a bracelet.

The emperor once thought about what it would be like when the two met in private. It shouldn't be such a calm and breezy chat. He thought he would kill him with a sword in anger, or treat him as nothing indifferently. But when we met again, he couldn't be cruel after all.

As long as he smiles, anything can be forgiven and anything can be given to him.

"Chang Xi, don't do this, don't force me to hate you..."

The person who treated him tenderly, uncharacteristically pressed him under him and violated him, completely unable to hear his appeals, and unable to see his pain.

How much did he hate him back then?

After the death of his father, the regent ruled the government. Even if he was unable to fight back, Zhang Changxi shouldn't have cut off all the chips in his hand and forced him to leave the court, saying that he wanted to take him away, but as a The heir of the royal family has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so how can he leave with him.

The absurd affair in the East Palace, now it seems like a dream.

After that, he didn't hear from him...

Over the years, the emperor hated Zhang Changxi, hated him for choosing his father, hated him for leaving him behind.

The sky gradually dimmed, and the lake became darker as night fell. Zhang Changxi said, "It's getting late, I should go back."

"Come and soak in the hot spring with me before leaving," the emperor said.

The evening breeze was blowing slightly, but the two of them soaked in the water without saying a word.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Changxi asked, "How have you been these two years?"

"Hmm." The emperor sneered, "Isn't it good to be the emperor?"

Zhang Changxi was stunned, showing a bitter smile. He looked at Zhao Xuan's strands of hair sticking to his chest, a little messy, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to help him cut his hair, but when he raised his hand, he realized that he was no longer qualified. , put it down and said, "Just have a good time."

Just a few words, but it was a sharp knife, piercing the emperor's heart, the more so he smiled brighter, stretched out his head, and lightly touched Zhang Changxi's lips, "It's just that they sent me to my bed all these years. None of them are as stunning as Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Changxi's eyes darkened, looking at Zhao Xuan's mocking smile, his chest felt like a heart-wrenching pain, "I'm sorry."

As soon as the emperor smiled, he hated these three words the most.

The eyes were covered with mist, and the emperor kissed Zhang Changxi with a frivolous smile. His lips rubbed against each other. At first, only he was moving, making the sound of splashing water. The hot spring was emitting warm mist, but the emperor My heart is slowly getting cold.

Just when he was about to let go, someone reached out to wrap his arms around his waist and sucked his tongue. The emperor was stunned. He couldn't tell what was in his heart, so he entangled in a confused way. It seemed that there was only this person left, and it was unknown who resisted who first, who hugged who first, and his hair was messily entangled in one place.

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A light kiss landed on the forehead, different from the plundering between the lips, this kiss was cautious and full of pity, the emperor smiled, but felt that his eyes were blurred.

Mist probably squinted his eyes. He wanted to turn his head away to avoid it, but he felt a stream of heat on his face, and the water droplets splashed when he moved too much?

"Slow down." He complained, but he cried tremblingly.

Zhang Changxi was taken aback, stopped and looked at him, his lustful eyes slowly recovered, "Don't cry."

Zhang Changxi raised his head to wipe off Zhao Xuan's tears, but the warm moisture made his fingertips cold, his eyes were full of pain, he lowered his head and gently kissed away the tears, but it was extremely painful.

Tears burst into tears, and the pain was unbearable, as if trying to love for the first time. He hugged him in his arms and comforted him non-stop, and it was like that night of farewell. But he couldn't push this person away.

If you're cruel, don't treat me tenderly. If you're cruel, you won't show up again. In this way, I can still lie to myself, and I can say goodbye to you.

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I wrote a little meat, and I was castrated for fear of being locked up. . . .