Immediately after the death of the master

Xun Kuang.

Standing on a high place, I promised Xun Kuang's soldiers that if I surrender at this time, I will not only let them leave safely, but also give them a repatriation fee. Thousands of soldiers surrounded Xun Kuang, not leaving an inch, and none of them defected.

The Ninth Prince sighed beside me, and with an order, the flags flew and the drums sounded.

Thousands of troops attacked Xun Kuang's army together and strangled the tiger in the cage.

This battle is a day; this battle, the green grass is dyed red; this station is full of blood and corpses.

Facing an army of more than [-] soldiers, [-] soldiers fought to the death until the last drop of blood flowed.

In the end, after Xun Kuang's last personal guard blocked him, he was the only one left in Xun Kuang's army, standing alone on top of his five thousand soldiers.

Xun Kuang, who had been fighting all day, leaned over, closed the unstoppable eyes of the guard, and walked towards me with a knife in his hand.

As I said, Xun Kuang is a talented scholar.

In the memorial to the new emperor, he pointed out that the central army should not be sent out easily. At present, the army of Yu State can no longer even look bright on the surface. Even if there are [-] useless troops, it is not as good as the [-] elite soldiers under the command of the Ninth Prince.

Xun Kuang was still a loyal courtier.

In the memorial, he pledged his own head and begged the new emperor not to send out an army, and let him lead [-] recruits to support the war with blood and train with blood. The hinterland of the country is fighting against the barren border four states, consuming each other, and if this continues, the Eighth Prince's frontier army will not be able to continue in just one year.

Xun Kuang is even more a governor who loves the people like his son.

At the end of the memorial, Xun Kuang wrote it in blood.He implored the new emperor not to send the central army for the sake of the people of the states.The central army is a collection of soldiers from states and counties, with a number of more than [-]. With such a large army, the supplies must be provided by the people of the states and counties along the way. However, in recent years, floods and droughts have continued, and the people have long been exhausted. Now they are barely recovering. And let out that group of greedy locust-like army, search all the way, the people will not be the people, how can they survive?

He has both talent and virtue, is loyal and loyal, and loves the people like a son.

I have great admiration for this Lord Inspector, but unfortunately, I have to be my enemy.

There is no other reason.

Everyone is their master.

I did not order my army, but none of the soldiers in my army stepped forward to stop the old governor. They were silent, watching the old man go to his last battle.

Xun Kuang was covered in wounds, but his steps were extremely steady. He walked towards me step by step with the blood of his own soldiers.

The banners are flying, the drums are silent, and on the battlefield as silent as death, my hand slowly grips the hilt of my sword.

At the moment before drawing the sword, the Ninth Prince pressed my hand, raised the long knife, and faced the already late hero.

This time, the Ninth Prince didn't hold back, but within a hundred and ten rounds, the long knife pierced Xun Kuang's chest.

Before Xun Kuang died, he pulled out the long knife stuck in his chest with his own hands.

"Lord Nine, good sword skills."

Even though the blood was gushing like pillars, Xun Kuang still praised his opponent.

The Ninth Prince dismounted from his horse, raised his long knife, and thrust it straight into the ground beside Xun Kuang.

Before he turned around, he did not retrieve his knife.

That knife was given to the Ninth Prince by the master, and it was his most precious knife to fight with him for seven years.

But he was buried by his own hands.

88,

After completely annihilating Xun Kuang's army, we didn't even have time to bury our fallen soldiers, so we set off again in a hurry.

In order to catch Xun Kuang, we have already lost three days, and we can no longer stop in Yizhou.

The recent successive wars have made my heart extremely heavy. Many times, I no longer know whether I am doing right or not, and I just do it purely for the sake of doing it.

However, this feeling of guilt in confusion did not last long.

Two successive letters made it impossible for me to think about these insignificant emotions.

In the middle of the night when we strangled Xun Kuang, Xu Yuque's letter arrived, not about our army's food and grass. There was only a thin piece of paper in the letter, and there was only a scribbled sentence on the paper.

"Ji Sanqing is trapped in Wancheng, he is in danger, go quickly."

My heart trembled violently, the letter paper as thin as cicada's wings was heavier than a thousand catties, and my trembling hands couldn't bear it, so I let it fall to the ground.

The fragments of memory reappeared, it was the kind and honest son of Ji's family, who saved me twice from the mortal situation; Standing under the stars, a young man in white stretched out his warm palm to me.

He is going to die too?No, no, anyone in the princelings can die, but he can't. He is the origin of my current name and the first person who taught me what love is.And the reason why I worked so hard in front of my master is because of him on the one hand. I hope I can climb high enough so that I can help this hopeless abuser when the prince's party collapses.

After all, we have always been Ji Sanqing's biggest opponent, even if his opponent doesn't want to kill him, isn't he really safe and sound?

In any kind of future I imagined, there has never been an ending of Ji Sanqing's death. If the prince succeeds to the throne, he will be an excellent minister; if the master succeeds, Ji Qingshuang and I will fight to the death to protect each other.

However, no matter what, I never expected that Ji Sanqing would directly bump into the master's hands, and it was still at such a terrible time.

What the fuck are you kidding?

At this moment, Ji Qingshuang's letter arrived.

Ji Qingshuang, as the granddaughter of Prime Minister Ji and the daughter of Princess Dayu, was extremely proud all her life and never bowed her head. But in this letter, she was extremely humble, saying that she could not persuade the master, and the master was determined to kill Ji. Sanqing.Now she has no choice but to pin her hopes on me, let me hurry to Wancheng and save Ji Sanqing's life.

The two urgent documents were delivered, and I couldn't tolerate my disbelief, my sadness, or my continued stagnation.

I suppressed my overly intense emotions, put on my armor, lifted my long sword, and opened the tent to leave.

Coincidentally, the Ninth Prince sat in front of my tent for some reason, saving me the trouble of looking for him.

"Finished with the military affairs?" The Ninth Prince sat under the moon, with a pale complexion and a gloomy expression. He handed me the jug in his hand and said in a half-commanding tone, "Then drink with me."

Normally, I would have cared more about the Ninth Prince who was obviously in a wrong mood, but now, thinking of Ji Sanqing who was in danger, I didn't have any mood, and I didn't even notice that the Ninth Prince was obviously wrong.After thinking about it, I realized that I hurt the Ninth Prince's heart again.

I didn't listen to the Ninth Prince's words, and even found the flagon he handed me extremely annoying, so I waved it away, but the Ninth Prince couldn't hold it firmly, and the flagon shattered on the ground.

The Ninth Prince stopped talking, and quietly watched the wine gurgling out of the broken jug, his eyes were a little crystal clear.

He doesn't bother me anymore, which is exactly what I want, I asked him very fast.

"I will rush to Wancheng immediately, and then you will lead the army to continue to Yuzhou."

"I see." The Ninth Prince quietly reached out his hand while I wasn't paying attention, took a piece of wine jug, and held it in his hand, until the palm was cut and dripping with blood, he could say with great calmness, "What are you doing?" When will you be back?"

My steps paused because of him.

"Soon." I promised him, "You wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

I didn't look at him, but his tone was still calm.

"it is good."

He said.

I nodded slightly, walked hurriedly, and left.

Back then, I really thought I'd be back soon.

Unfortunately, that time, I, a liar, still broke my promise.

When we meet again, everything will be different.

All of us are heading towards the abyss, sliding down without looking back.

None were spared.

89,

Before dawn, I mount my horse.

Thousands of miles, alone, to Wancheng.

90,

In the process of rushing, I was obviously very anxious, but I still couldn't help but recall the past about Yi Ji Sanqing.

Those are all old things when I was still in the Ji Mansion. At that time, I chose to betray Ji Qinghe and join Ji Sanqing's subordinates.

After all, Ji Sanqing is not wary at all. Ji Sanqing still can't fully believe the one-sided words of people like me. He didn't let me serve him personally, but just threw me to Xiaozhu.

Maybe it's because of the excess of compassion, but Xiaozhu took good care of me, from food and clothing to housing, being his servant's servant, my life was actually more comfortable than that of Ji Qinghe, a fourth young master.Xiaozhu was even worried that I would be bullied like before, so he spent a lot of time following me every day, even delaying Ji Sanqing's affairs for a while.

Of course I am very happy to have someone take care of me, but because of my stepfather, I am always afraid of the sudden favor and attention. "Favorite is the next thing, if you get it, you will be surprised, and if you lose it, you will be surprised." I have understood this truth since I was a child.Therefore, Xiaozhu's excessive enthusiasm made me a little apprehensive and suspicious.

I really wanted to find out why, but I was not familiar with the other people in Ji Sanqing's yard, so I couldn't ask Xiaozhu directly, so after much deliberation, I could only start with the talkative Ji Sanqing.

Finally, I got a chance to be alone with Ji Sanqing and ask this matter clearly.

It was a rainy afternoon, and Ji Sanqing was enjoying the flowers in the pavilion in the garden alone.

I pretended that I had nowhere to hide from the rain, covered my head with my hands, and rushed into the pavilion in a hurry, waiting for the rain.