Vendetta

"Master Han, it's an old rule not to interfere with the imperial court," Chang Rusong stood in front of the Huaishan Sect with his sword behind his back, "Why does Master Han insist on going his own way?"

Han Bin sneered and said, "Since Master Chang knows that Jiang Hu will not interfere with the court, why does he accept the third prince Yan Guangyao as his apprentice?"

Chang Rusong said: "Firstly, Yan Zhu is indeed a good talent to make, and secondly, firstly, I want my younger sister to marry into the royal family. I did this just to seek balance."

"Balance?" Han Bin laughed and said, "You and I are peers, and we have experienced many things in this life. How long can the balance between the world and the court be maintained?"

Chang Rusong said indifferently: "It's up to people."

"You are helping your apprentice because of selfishness. Why do you have to make some high-sounding excuses?" Han Bin pulled out the sword at his waist and said, "We are no different. You fight for your apprentice, and I fight for my nephew." Looking for a future, but I would like to ask Sect Leader Chang, how did he predict the plan of the Huaishan School in advance, and deliberately block it here?"

Han Yueqin behind Han Bin dodged her gaze, she stepped back half a step and lowered her head silently.

Chang Rusong said without squinting: "There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Yan Zhu is a son of the eldest son, and he has a will. His succession to the throne is justified. What the second prince did is no different from treason. Do you want to bear the name of this rebel?"

Han Bin said coldly: "Whether it is a rebel or not depends on the result. If the second prince succeeds, the Huoshan faction will be the rebels in the history books, and the Huaishan faction will be the heroes who will go down in history!"

"Forget it," Chang Rusong lowered his eyes, slowly pulled out his saber, and said, "Huoshan faction and Huaishan faction have been fighting secretly for decades, and today it's time to decide who is superior."

It has been more than 20 years since he took over the Huoshan School. During these 20 years, he has always been kind to others, obeyed the teachings of his master, thought about everything, and dealt with it more, turned hostility into friendship, and maintained the peace of the martial arts world.

However, the sword given by the master is rarely drawn out of its sheath.

The young man's chivalry is gone, and the swordsman dare not even draw his sword, so he deserves to be called a swordsman?

There is no fighting and confrontation in the martial arts, how can it be called Jianghu?

Chang Rusong looked at the saber in his hand, the cold light was cold, and there was still vigor in the simplicity.

The sharp sword is bright, and wearing it makes me innocent. (Note)

With the sword at his side, Chang Rusong looked at the person opposite.

With the blade in hand, it should cut through three thousand floating clouds and break through the blue sky for thousands of miles.

"Thanks to the Huoshan faction stopping the Huaishan faction, we were able to go all the way to the capital smoothly." Qiu Yi glanced at Fuling's face and asked, "What's wrong? It's almost here, why is your face so bad?"

"The second prince has already arrived in the capital, and I don't know how long the imperial army can hold back." Fu Ling handed him the flower paper in her hand, got on her horse, and said, "It's not too late, break camp and set off!"

The [-] cavalry, with the blood of the desert, surrounded Yan Jiao and the Jiangnan Army outside the city in a menacing manner.

Fu Ling rode in front of the army on horseback. The dust on the silver armor added a bit of determination to that youthful face. He raised his head and smiled brightly at the people on the tower.

Yan Zhu was also wearing armor, and the cloak behind him fluttered with the wind. Even when soldiers approached the city, he was still calm and composed, without any fear, and then looked at the people under the city with a smile.

I haven't seen you for many days, and I have thousands of emotions to express in my heart, but now is not the time.

Fu Ling regained her senses, looked at Yan Jiao, and said, "Second prince, you eat too much rice as a private soldier in the south of the Yangtze River, and you can't help but fight. The siege of the city alone has damaged a lot. I advise you to hurry up and capture it, so as not to be arrested in the end." Hitting on the ground is too disgraceful, and it will embarrass your royal family."

The siege of the city failed for a few days. The second prince was haggard, disheveled, and quite embarrassed. He sneered and said, "The matter has come to this, why do you need to say more? Even if I am captured without a fight, can you let me go?"

"Why would the second prince think so?" Fu Ling said, "Of course we won't let you go, but we can be more decent when we leave, after all, you are still a prince."

The second prince looked at the [-] cavalrymen, was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled softly: "Master Fumen, I really don't understand why you want to help Yan Zhu? Is there anything he gave you that I can't give you? Power, fame, wealth ,what do you want?"

Poria: "..."

Fu Ling was speechless. Seeing that the second prince couldn't beat him, is he going to brainwash him and persuade him to turn against him?

Seeing that Fuling was silent, the second prince went on to say, "Do you want to dominate the martial arts world, or to be famous all over the world? The master of the Fu sect can just open his mouth, and I will keep my promise. You can choose whoever you like. From now on, the master of the Fu sect will be powerful, whoever he wants?" Can't you?"

Fu Ling also laughed, and asked, "Second Highness, is there any difference between this and the cake you drew for me before?"

The second prince frowned slightly and asked, "Then what do you want?"

"Although I'm not a gentleman, I'm not that narrow-minded. Looking at the Jianghu martial arts world, I consider sword skills second, but dare I admit that I'm number one? Power is useless to me, and I don't lack money. You ask me what I want?" Fu Ling smiled slightly, glanced at the people upstairs, and said, "I want you to get out of here now, raise your hands and surrender, so that I can go see my sweetheart."

The second prince said: "The master of the Fu family has great ambitions. I am narrow-minded. You and I can see the ills of the world. If I succeed to the throne, I will do my best to make the world peaceful and peaceful, and the country peaceful and the people safe."

Fu Ling sneered when she heard this, and said, "It's up to you? Do you think I didn't kill you because you were innocent? I asked Yan Zhu to deal with you, and it was all for Yan Zhu's sake, to save face for the royal family. "

The black horse took two steps forward, Fu Ling held the dragon tooth knife in her hand, and her eyes were cold: "Otherwise I would have killed you a long time ago. You can hardly absolve yourself of the responsibility for the poisonous scorpion in the south of the Yangtze River. How many people died of poisoning? You colluded with Xue Chengyu, let How many innocent people have lost their lives in the fierce war in the Northwest? How can such a cruel heart be a monarch for the country and the people in order to achieve the goal?"

The second prince quibbled: "These things are just past events, in the future I will definitely..."

"What must it be? Yan Jiao, you are not worthy at all," Fu Ling said coldly, "Jiao is just a water snake in the ditch, only Zhulong is the real dragon who can call the wind and rain, ride the clouds and fog."

After all, Fuling was about to gallop forward.

"Wait!", the second prince said anxiously: "Master Fu, have you ever heard that 'although Zhou De is declining, the fate of heaven has not changed, and the importance of the tripod can not be questioned'? Are you so sure that you are right? "

"You're endless, right? Do you think you've delayed the Huaishan faction for a while?" Fuling looked impatient, leaned back slightly, and asked Qiu Yi in a low voice: "What did he say? mean?"

Qiu Yi whispered: "You ask me? I haven't read many books, how do I know?"

Fu Ling looked at Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian again, and the two shook their heads together.

Ding Huai, the only literate man, led the infantry behind him, but he hadn't arrived yet. Except for Fu Ling, who was half a bucket of water, the others were better than illiterate.

But what if you don't understand?If you don't understand, you can't lose your momentum!

"I didn't understand what you were talking about," Fu Ling sat up straight and waved her sword, "The whole army obeys the order, follow me to kill all the traitors, and protect Your Majesty!"

Upstairs, Yan Zhu looked at Fu Ling with a smile in his eyes, nodded slightly, and said to Li Zhong: "Beat the war drums, open the city gates, let the forbidden army and Marshal Ye cooperate internally and externally, and wipe out the rebels!"

Li Zhongdao: "Yes!"

After that, Yan Zhu turned around and walked towards the steps. Hu Wenyou who was beside him hurriedly persuaded: "Your Majesty, the battle situation is chaotic below, and the sword has no eyes. You should stay on the tower, in case the dragon is ill..."

"It doesn't matter," Yan Zhu smiled slightly, holding the Kunwu sword in his hand, and said: "I will fight side by side with all the soldiers."

The sound of war drums was like thunder, and the iron cavalry outside the city surrounded the second prince and the Jiangnan army. The city gate opened, and the forbidden army inside the city rushed into the battle.

"Poria!"

Fu Ling turned her head, and the majesty of Marshal Cai disappeared at once. He was like a child, when he saw his beloved, he danced happily and waved to Yan Zhu happily.

"careful!"

Fu Ling turned sideways, and chopped the attacker off the horse.

"Yan Zhu!"

There was chaos outside, the two were separated by a distance, and soldiers were fighting each other everywhere, so they couldn't get close for a while.

Yan Zhu said: "Jiangnan is also the territory of our dynasty, and the people in Jiangnan are naturally my people, so they will not be killed if they surrender!"

This group of Jiangnan private soldiers is different from dead soldiers. Many people have no choice but to come out and work for others in order to support their families. The second prince might have become emperor before, but now that Fuling arrived with cavalry, even a fool can see The situation is wrong.

Once an army loses its fighting spirit, the outcome is decided.

The battle drums, the battle flags, and the flames filled the sky. In the clash of swords and swords, this battle for succession finally came to an end after the second prince was captured alive.

Above the sky, a crack was torn from the gloomy dark clouds, and the dazzling sunlight shone down on the watchtower tower above the city tower, enclosing the soldiers, plants, bricks and tiles below the city, and everything within sight. middle.

After brushing off the fire dust of the past few days, Yan Zhu and Fu Ling stood side by side on the tower, one holding a knife and the other holding a sword.

Yan Zhu stretched out his hand and interlocked his fingers with Fu Ling. The two faced each other, saw his own shadow in each other's eyes, looked at each other with a smile, and looked down the city at the same time.

Ding Huai had arrived with the army behind him. He glanced at the people in the city, smiled slightly, and after dismounting, he knelt down respectfully and kowtowed: "I see your Majesty, my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers in the city knelt down and said in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Fu Ling gently let go of Yan Zhu's hand, sheathed the Dragon Tooth Saber in her hand, knelt down and said, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Yan Zhu helped him up, still pulling him, walked to the city wall, and said, "Be flat."

Yan Zhu's voice carried internal strength, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears: "From now on, I will do my best to make the world clean and peaceful, and the country peaceful and the people safe!"

Everyone in the city replied in unison: "We will follow His Majesty to the death."

"I know this," Fu Ling said with a smile, "It's called 'To Jun Yao and Shun, and then to make customs simple'."

"Yes," Yan Zhu nodded, holding Fuling's hand, looking at those clear willow leaf eyes, with a gentle smile on his brows, "From now on, you are the generalissimo, the hero, and the leader of the world." The number one swordsman, and also the number one chivalrous man, your name and mine will be recorded in the history books together, no one in this world will slander you, we have been together for a long time, and no one can separate us."

I don't know if it's because the sky is too bright today, Fu Ling's eyes are a little red, but they are full of smiles, he nodded vigorously: "Okay."

I have a pearl, locked in the dust for a long time.

Now the dust is exhausted and the light is born, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers. (Note)

The two stood side by side. At this moment, the dark clouds cleared away, and it was the clear sky, and thousands of mountains and rivers came into view.

In this world, the clouds and mists were finally broken, and the sun was shining brightly.

The author has something to say: It's not over yet!ヾ(≧∪≦*)ノ〃

The sharp sword is bright, and wearing it makes me innocent. ——Han Yu's "Sword"

Although Zhou De declined, the Mandate of Heaven has not changed, and the weight of the tripod cannot be questioned. ——"Wang Sunman to Chu Zi"

To Jun Yao and Shun, let the customs be pure. ——Du Fu "A Presentation of 22 Rhymes to Wei Zuo Chengzhang"

I have a pearl, locked in the dust for a long time.

Now the dust is exhausted and light is born, shining through thousands of flowers in the green mountains. ——Shi Xinyue's "Shiyuanjali Gathering"

Added: I have a divine bead, which has been locked away by dust for a long time.

At present, when the dust is exhausted, the light is born, illuminating thousands of flowers in mountains and rivers. —— "Five Lantern Festival"