startled autumn

Yan Huaishen's already gray temples twitched slightly with the blue veins on his forehead, the movement was extremely light, but it completely fell into the eyes of everyone on the field. This was the only time in more than ten years that he Under the eyes of everyone, he showed a distressed expression that seemed to be mixed with anger.

Naturally, Lu Peixuan also found out.

He looked blankly at Yan Huai, knowing clearly that the rebellion had failed—he originally thought that he was mad enough to fight for the throne, but he didn't expect that there was always someone behind him secretly fighting with snipe and clam Profitable Ideas:

Prince Wei led the battle with the imperial guards of Habayashi.

Lu Peixuan even foolishly thought that it was Yan Huaishen's private soldier for him!Those elites who wore the aristocratic family crest kept saying that they were willing to escort the prince for a share of the merits of the dragon. In the end, one or two of them protected the dragons of the previous dynasty!

He used to think that he was the one who was in charge of chess, and that he could beat the whole dead end with one move; however, now, he suddenly realized that he was not worthy to play this game from the very beginning. , or in other words, became the bait in the hands of his father.

Finally, Yan Huaishen took the bait.

In an instant, an arrow pierced the sky, coming from nowhere through the wind, and the arrow pointed at the head of Yan Huaishen's neck.

At the moment of life and death, he only tightened his lips slightly, and the rest of his face remained unchanged, but he just raised his hand, and the timing was perfect, and he knocked back the white feather arrow to the ground.

Yan Huaishen swept across the swords, lights and swords in the square as if nothing, and finally set his sights on the arrows aside. The ray of light contrasted with his military uniform, and all the gentleness and kindness in his usual days were gone, as if torn apart. The skin of the false appearance reveals a piece of cruel and bloody flesh and blood.

He sighed deeply, as if talking to himself: "Shen Zhiqiu is not dead, I should have known there was a fraud at that time."

In the Hall of Taiji, he patiently accompanied the crown prince Xu and the snake, and coaxed the emperor to issue an abdication edict, just to know if the emperor had left behind, and finally, when Shen Zhiqiu appeared, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The Nanmen Mansion Guard was seconded by Han Yuan to Mo Yixing to seize the matter, and the round-trip distance is not short, but if the matter of forcing the palace is delayed until tomorrow morning, Han Yuan gets the news, abandons Mo Yi and rushes back, there is a danger of breaking the situation. Therefore, for Yan Huai had many dreams at night, so Yan Huaishen made a decisive decision and took Emperor Nanjiang and Lu Peixuan out of the palace together to prepare blood sacrifices to the army flag.

In this way, even if Han Yuan rushes back to the city with his troops, not to mention that he still has a mess with Mo Yi on his body, as long as Yan Huaishen orders all the royal family of the Lu family to die in Miyagi before he rushes back. Among them, the overall situation is settled and irreversible.

Once the He clan proclaimed himself emperor, Han Yuan led a group of stragglers, and after all, he was too weak to return to heaven, and probably had no choice but to go underground to serve his emperor.

But they came too fast.

"Where did I lose?!" Yan Huai frowned deeply, puzzled.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and looked at the deaf old man with a tired expression, "Guo Qianjun, what are you doing in Mo Yi?"

"Guard the gate." The deaf old man shrugged, with a sly look on his face, "Who said there can only be four gates in Miyagi?"

Canglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu are the four spirits of the sky. At the beginning of the construction of the palace city, there were four stone carvings of spirit beasts guarding the four sides of the palace city, also known as the four gates, connecting the four roads leading to the forbidden palace.

And this fifth gate was built in the time of Emperor Nanjiang, from Jianzong Moyi all the way to Changqiu Palace, where idlers should not enter.

Time goes back to one year after the death of Empress Han.

Emperor Nanjiang recalled the anonymous Guo Qianjun from the small fishing village near the imperial mausoleum, "Let's go to Moyi."

"Your Majesty, look at this old bone of mine. A fall is half my life." Guo Qianjun was loyal all his life, had no children, and lived near the imperial mausoleum when he was old, and sneaked into the imperial mausoleum with wine from time to time. Paying homage to the Emperor Taizu, the life was very leisurely, so he was not afraid of anything, waved his hands and said with a smile: "Besides, what's interesting about Mo Yi, don't go!"

"The late emperor wished that Guo Qianjun would not be buried. This man is loyal and brave and can guard the imperial city for a hundred years..." Han Xun said leisurely from the side, "You have played enough outside, and there are decades left to do this errand."

As soon as Guo Qianjun heard the last wish of the late emperor, he had no choice but to carry a small burden and walked towards Mo Yi. Soon after, a confinement tower was built on the west side of Mo Yi Peak. Under the tower was a white-haired old man who was dozing off all the year round. He seemed deaf and blind. Zhuo, but he is always watching Mo Yi's affairs, and nothing can be hidden from his eyes and ears.

Under the confinement tower that he guarded all night, there seemed to be a secret passage leading to the imperial city.

Three days ago, Shen Zhiqiu was captured by Han Yuan in the Xixi Bieyuan. He was supposed to be thrown into the sky prison immediately, but was detained by Han Xun's order, changed into a guard uniform, and secretly sent to the palace.

Shen Zhiqiu said loudly: "Prime Minister Han said that if I want to prove my innocence, I must first protect Your Majesty, so I am here."

"Oh." The emperor spoke in a perfunctory manner, but his eyes looked him around very seriously, and he said in a strange and thoughtless tone: "You are not as good-looking as Ah Xuan."

Shen Zhiqiu didn't know what it meant, and replied calmly: "Your Majesty, it is indeed Han Bi who looks better."

"Do you know that his nickname is Axuan?"

"He told me." Shen Zhiqiu acted very naturally, without showing any timidity.

"He will take the initiative to tell you?" The emperor's tone became even more strange.

Shen Zhiqiu nodded blankly.

The emperor asked again: "You are not as good-looking as him, but Ah Xuan spent all his wealth to buy your life from me, what do you think?"

Shen Zhiqiu thought about it for a while, and sighed sincerely: "It's too expensive."

After being silent for a while, the emperor looked at Shen Zhiqiu with a serious expression, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. Poor Ah Xuan went bankrupt and bought a silly baby.He suddenly remembered that a few years ago, Han Bi had just come of age, he was originally a child of a glorious family, and suddenly he wanted to go to overseas business, and just before leaving, he went to the palace to say goodbye to the emperor.

"Thousands of gold can't buy a good heart. It's not that you can't buy it, but you can't afford it. In this case, Your Majesty, I'm going to earn thousands of dollars and be ready to buy my heart at all times."

Now it seems that it is easy to find a priceless treasure, but it is rare to have a lover.

When the time went to the end of the night and the rain stopped, the prince falsely preached the imperial decree, and the Suzaku door was opened wide.

At this time in the Changqiu Palace, Han Bi stood in front of the palace, ordered the palace servants to enter the palace, and opened the entrance to the secret passage—the Changqiu Palace has been repaired over the years, and the palace has grown bigger and bigger.

After prying open the floor of the palace, a long and wide staircase went straight down. After a while, someone came out with a lamp, followed by dense footsteps, it was the arrival of reinforcements.

Yue Yin led Mo Yi's hundreds of disciples, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Please trouble Mr. Han to lead the way."

At this time, Xiao Shaoling was tightly held back by the deaf old man, and he yelled angrily, "I was brought here before the first half of the fighting drill was agreed upon, do you know what it means to have a beginning and an end?"

"The second half is at Tai Chi Hall, Xiao Shaoling, are you coming to join in the fun?" Han Bi said in a cool tone.

Xiao Shaoling quickly glared at Han Bi, and threw the Shadow Stepping Sword into Han Bi's hands as a bribe: "Stop talking nonsense, lead the way!"

Everyone performed lightness kung fu, jumped over the roofs of several halls, and headed for the Tai Chi Hall.

It is not that the snipe and the clam fight and the fisherman benefits, but that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind.

However, there is no definite number on who will win and who will lose, Yan Huaishen is unwilling to admit defeat.

Seeing him looking around frequently from the corner of his eye, Han Bi knew that he still had the power to fight, and he was still delusional about taking over the imperial city with a large number of rebels, so he said, "Yan Huaishen, you can't win, why bother to kill again?" evil."

Yan Huai stood with his palms raised, and there seemed to be whirlpools in his palms. He stared fixedly at Emperor Nanjiang standing behind Shen Zhiqiu, "Killing one person is a crime, but killing thousands of people is a hero. Back then when the Lu family in Huanyang led troops into the palace How can there be no dead souls under the sword? Since I have made up my mind to restore my great Zhou glory, how can I not shed blood and sacrifice?"

Seeing his awe-inspiring righteousness, Han Bi couldn't help turning his tone into sarcasm: "Recovering the country? Emperor Hui of the previous dynasty was licentious and immoral, extorting money, conniving at his relatives, and when soldiers were approaching the city, he still wanted to hold a birthday feast with surplus silver from the state treasury. country?"

Yan Huai remained silent.

"Or is it that the Great Zhou Dynasty in your heart is to let someone like Lu Zheliu who has no foundation be the emperor, so that you can be the regent king in a legitimate way and control the court in a dignified way?"

Yan Huai smiled slightly: "Why not? Your Han family is willing to be the dog of the royal family, but I am not!"

When he said this, Shen Zhiqiu clearly heard a scream from a distance, perhaps more than one, and it suddenly changed into a sound mixed with the tearing sound of swords piercing through the armor, and the heavenly smell of blood rushed to his face.Even though he is a swordsman in the rivers and lakes, he once enjoyed revenge and drank blood with his sword, but the scene in front of him still shocked him greatly.

Shen Zhiqiu thought of Yancheng.

At the beginning, Lu Zheliu did not hesitate to set fire to Yancheng in order to destroy the evidence, causing the residents to suffer for no reason, and the casualties were uncountable; now Yan Huaishen is killing in the imperial city at the risk of causing war and suffering in order to seek to usurp the throne.

It was clearly to satisfy one's own wishes, but why was it someone else who sacrificed?

At this moment, Yan Huai let out a deep cry, his momentum was like a river flowing, and the moment he struck out, the wind in his palm wrapped his internal strength, and he could fly sand and crack rocks.

Shen Zhiqiu slowly woke up.

He used to think that the way of swordsmanship was simple, but he wanted to have a clear conscience, and his master Yijian Zhenren once warned him that practicing swordsmanship is not for showing bravery and ruthlessness, if you use your sword to hurt someone, you must have a reason.

He never thought of helping the common people, let alone dispelling the desire for power and war. He didn't understand the principles of fairness and justice. Apart from revenge, he only knew how to be honest with others and discipline himself. Every time he used his sword in his life, he , not for myself, but for my friends.

But this time, he suddenly wanted to hold his sword in righteousness for those Li people who had never met before.

At this time, the capital city is as hot as a boiling pot, and the smoke and charcoal dust are churning towards the sky, and layers of thick clouds are drawn up, hanging black on the horizon, and it seems that there will be another storm at any time. heavy rain.

The Shadow Stepping Sword in Shen Zhiqiu's hand was silent for a long time, and at this moment, it was out of its sheath brazenly.

Between the sword curtains all over the sky, not only the bricks and stones stirred up by the palm wind were smashed to the ground one by one, Shen Zhiqiu walked against the wind, and the tip of the sword pointed at Yan Huaishen's chest with a gloomy murderous aura.

During several fights, Yan Huaishen fought steadily, seemingly not losing the wind, but he knew clearly in his heart that this Shen Zhiqiu was just a foretaste, and Guo Qianjun behind him had not yet made a move. Once he was attacked by two sides, he would be defeated. Huai Shen put his heart on the line, and slid back a distance with his toes. While retreating, he took out a few thunderbolts from his cuffs and threw them in a row on the ground. Seeing this, Shen Zhiqiu also retreated quickly. After the explosion, the smoke couldn't stop the rising, completely covering Yan Huaishen's movements.

After all, Yan Huaishen knew that today's situation was over, and he was not ashamed before, but it was just to earn a chance, keep the green hills, and make a comeback.

The deaf old man chuckled, and suddenly rushed out from Han Bi's left side. His figure was slanting like a ghost. He took off the broken straw sandal on his left foot and waved his hand into the middle of the smoke. The man, pulling out the clouds and seeing the fog, went straight and slapped Yan Huaishen's knee in the smog.

Guo Qianjun, the late emperor's close guard, had spent ten years in the flames of war, and was best at listening to the sound of gunfire and arguing for the enemy's head.

Yan Huaishen did not expect this strange move, only heard a click, his kneecap broke.

He knew that this time would be bad or bad, so in desperation, he bowed his palm and wanted to pat Shen Zhiqiu. It was completely the mentality of finding someone to back him up before he died. The deaf old man who came here!Where the palms of the two collided, the true energy surged violently, and there was another bang, where the palm wind spread, Shen Zhiqiu's heart skipped a beat, and he knew that this palm must have used up both of their skills.

The first one to fall was Yan Huaishen, his lips were bleeding, and he had no strength to fight back; the deaf old man on the other side seemed calm, but his palms were trembling unstoppably.

The deaf old man coughed forcefully twice, swallowed the blood foam in his throat, walked over barefoot, picked up a pair of tattered straw sandals, and sighed repeatedly: "I only have a pair of shoes! Will you reimburse me for reimbursement!" While speaking, His voice was astonishingly hoarse.

Yue Yin's ears were sharp, and he hurriedly shouted: "Young Master Han is rich!"

Shen Zhiqiu was careless at the moment, fortunately there was the help of the deaf old man this time, and he was very ashamed at once. Seeing this, Han Bi interrupted leisurely, "I will give you ten pairs for Zhiqiu."

Shen Zhiqiu supported the deaf old man so that he would not fall down, and nodded with a blushing face.

One moment the deaf old man was gratified to think that Mo Yi had finally found someone who could earn money for his family, but the next moment he thought of Xiao Shaoling who was only a prodigal, and he was full of curses: You are still Mo Yi's big disciple!Haven't you finished playing for so long? !It's a pity that he has suffered internal injuries, and he grinned for a long time, but he still couldn't cry out.

Seeing his gaze, Shen Zhiqiu persuaded in a low voice: "Don't worry about senior brother, he will be fine."

The deaf old man was so angry that even Shen Zhiqiu wanted to beat him up this time.

Xiao Shaoling was also very helpless, he really wanted to fight, but it was a pity that Lu Zheliu didn't want to fight him head-on at all.

On the steps in front of the hall, Xiao Shaoling wielded the Hundred Flowers Snake Grass Sword, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, the trembling seemed uneasy but implied tricks, the sword moved like a spirit snake, passing through the rebels several times, entangled with Lu Zheliu endlessly.

Lu Zheliu was tireless, but he couldn't get rid of Xiao Shaoling's pursuit. Fortunately, there were many helpers around him, who caught Xiao Shaoling's footsteps, so that Lu Zheliu had the opportunity to fight and retreat. Even so, his face was still pale, until he From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yan Huaishen throwing a thunderbolt, and he had to admit in his heart that his dream of being an emperor was forced to come to an abrupt end.

Lu Zheliu thought in a trance, I have paid so much, can't I fight against the destiny once?He looked at Shen Zhiqiu, who seemed to have never bent his spine, and admitted for the first time in his life that this person was indeed luckier than him, and he was able to stand on the winning side impartially every time.

Where did it go wrong?Lu Zheliu couldn't figure it out.

All directions are pressing at every step, Lu Zheliu subconsciously resorted to Misty Rain in desperation, but there were only three moves, Xiao Shaoling saw it and asked with a frown, "Who taught you?"

Lu Zheliu smiled darkly: "Zhao Mingchuan."

Xiao Shaoling hadn't heard this name for a long time, and he paused when he heard it, and asked again as if he was afraid that he might hear it wrong: "Who is it?"

Lu Zheliu said bluntly: "If you want Zhao Mingchuan's whereabouts, let me go."

Xiao Shaoling was stunned on the spot.

At this moment, Lu Zheliu flew back. He is the only hope of the rebels now. The soldiers regarded death as home and killed a bloody path for him. With the sound of thunder, Lu Zheliu got on his horse and came galloping in the distance. Chasing soldiers, only to hear him shouting in a deep voice: "Jing Yan! Help me!"

Su Jingyan didn't speak, but took one last look at Lu Zheliu's fleeing back, and drew his sword lightly. He wanted to compete with Xiao Shaoling for a long time, but he didn't expect that their first fight would be such an endless scene.

After half a ring, Su Jingyan's sword was ruthlessly knocked to the ground, and he couldn't help but think distractedly, Chi Pei is over.

"Lu Zheliu escaped?" Han Bi asked with a frown.

Xiao Shaoling seemed rather regretful, no matter how good his martial arts were, he was still afraid of kitchen knives, not to mention the constant supply of kitchen knives, which caused him all kinds of trouble: "I chased after Suzaku Gate, and Su Jingyan came to stop me with Chi Pei's disciples, and refused to let me leave. ..." Lu Zheliu, the director of Jibaijia, is not good at all, as long as Xiao Shaoling is held back, no one else can stop him at all.

Shen Zhiqiu: "If I knew this, I should go with my brother..."

Seeing that he was lost, Han Bi stretched out his arms to hug him because of the situation, so he had no choice but to approach him, gently took his hand under the folded cuffs, and comforted him: "Don't worry, he has become a traitor now. , It's hard to fly with wings."

Just as Shen Zhiqiu was about to say something, the hands they held were separated by Xiao Shaoling's body, who was inserted in the middle.

Han Bi got Shen Zhiqiu's promise, now he is full of confidence, raised his eyebrows and said, "Get out of the way."

Xiao Shaoling snorted coldly, but refused to let him go.

Shen Zhiqiu thought for a while, stretched out his hand and dragged Han Bi to his back, and smiled shyly at Xiao Shaoling: "Brother, I have something to tell you."

Xiao Shaoling: "..." I don't want to hear it.

In front of the Tai Chi Hall, Yan Huaishen and the crown prince were taken under custody by Han Yuan. Before leaving, Lu Peixuan yelled like crazy. Now that the battle was over, the surroundings were terribly silent. No one paid attention to him, as if he was just A clown with poor skills, but even a clown has a temper. He couldn't help but cursed at Yan Huai, "You lied to me! You lied to me!"

He desperately found that at this moment, he still looked like a child in front of his teacher.

Yan Huai suffered from severe internal injuries, and now his consciousness is hazy, and he could vaguely hear Lu Peixuan's shouts, and he laughed hoarsely: "Your Highness, if you ascend the throne, will you let me be the regent?"

Lu Peixuan suddenly had nothing to say, he would never agree to such a request.

"Your Highness, tell me, there is no one in this world who will give everything for you for no reason, just because you are born with royal blood? Don't forget that decades ago, your grandfather was still farming in Huanyang!" Yan Huai After saying that, he also laughed out loud.