Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

[Volume [-]: The Passion of Youth - Floating Life Uninterrupted]

Chapter Fourty-Five: Cherish Flowers, Get Up Early and Slow in Spring

In the territory of Dongsang, the camp of the coach of the Jiang** team

"Something happened. Something happened to Yushu. I want to go back to the imperial city!"

The man who spoke had burning eyes, his eyes were scarlet, and his hands were tightly clutching the armrest of the handsome seat.Xuanyi is domineering, giving people a sense of oppression as if flying like a phoenix.

"Our army just broke through Nanyan Sanqi County, and the momentum to conquer Nanyan is overwhelming... Your Majesty is undoubtedly giving the four countries a chance."

"Something happened to my concubine Yuan!" Leng Aoduan was serious, his words were as hard as ice.

The generals shook their heads and smiled wryly.

Thousands of miles apart, there is no news.Your Majesty can say such words with such certainty, is there really a heart-to-heart thing in this world?

"Report—" A gust of wind rushed in quickly, carrying a bit of early spring chill.

"Your Majesty! Her Majesty Yuan Concubine passed on a letter - on April [-]th, the imperial city was attacked by "poured velvet" and the Fengqing Shanshui Residence was burned, causing countless disasters to the subjects. However, Her Royal Highness Yuan Concubine is all well and is currently sitting in court to appease the family members. Please don't worry about it, Your Majesty, the people of the Jiang Kingdom are waiting for your Majesty's triumphant return."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little soldier who passed the letter found that everyone in the camp let out a long sigh of relief.

Only Zhao Yifeng's face was solemn, his right hand trembled uncontrollably, his clothes were stained with blood...

After Jiang Yushu was rescued, it had been two days since Lifeng Qingshanshui Residence was burned down.

Concubine Yuan ordered the news that she was out of danger to be completely blocked, and she took care of her children in Luoyun Palace to recuperate, and handed over all important court affairs to Yumu.

"My lord, this is a newly brewed medicine." Xie Yiya sent the newly researched new medicine to Jiang Yushu with a sad face.

Jiang Yushu leaned on the bed, his paleness became thinner and thinner, and his expression was deeply tired.

He hugged Xiao Zhuohua in his arms, coaxing him patiently.It wasn't until Xie Yiya came that he raised his head consciously.

Xie Yi Ya hugged the child in his arms and comforted him, while admonishing and nagging: "Young master is not in good health, so don't hold Zhuo Hua, he will cry. And you haven't finished the medicine yet.

The imperial doctor said that you are Shen Ke's heart, you have suffered too many injuries in the past ten years, new injuries and old injuries have accumulated.The heart and lungs were damaged, and the body suffered a lot.This time, I had shortness of breath for a long time, and my five internal organs were seriously injured. It is not suitable to work hard during the recovery period.

You need medicine to suspend your breath and take good care of it.The panacea in the palace, all the doctors are also exhausting their entire medical skills to heal the young master.Uncle Luo has been researching for three or four days, just to find a good way to heal the young master's injury.The young master is not afraid, there are good medicinal materials in the palace, everyone will try their best to save the young master. "Vowed firmly, patted his chest and promised: "I will definitely." "

Jiang Yushu took a deep breath, shook his head, reached out to take the bowl of medicine, and drank it slowly.

Xie Yiya took the empty bowl with a satisfied face: "Young Master, this is right, the medicine is actually very bitter. Yi Ya tried it, and you will recover quickly after drinking the medicine. Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. In this way, His Majesty will see you when you come back. It must be very happy."

Yes, and him.

Jiang Yushu couldn't help coughing a few times, and stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, leaving behind a trail of warm liquid.

Yes, he has serious internal injuries, and Shen Ke is in his heart.

Xie Yiya gave Jiang Yushu the best of luck.

Hearing him softly said: "Sometimes panacea can only make people feel so bad, if the effect is really that good. There are too many people who can live forever. How can there be those red and dry bones? Besides, the medical skills of the Imperial Medical Office can Is there any Luo Buqiu with superb medical skills? Uncle Luo has to study for a long time, let alone them?"

Xie Yiya smashed his mouth: "No matter what, young master, just drink the medicine well. Only when you are good can you take care of Xiao Zhuohua."

Jiang Yushu's eyes fixed on him with clear eyes. This young man has been with him for nine years. He is already 17 years old after so many years of troubled times and wars.

Doting smile.

Xie Yiya sent Xiao Zhuohua into his arms as if he understood him, a little puzzled: "My lord, why did you block the news?"

Jiang Yushu touched Xiao Zhuohua's face, and said with a leisurely smile, "Our Yi Ya is so smart, how about guessing?"

Xie Yiya rubbed his head: "The young master is injured, and his martial arts skills are simple. This is to let those who planned the rebellion in the other four countries and the Jiang country know that the young master has been killed, so that they can let go of their defensive minds."

Jiang Yushu said with a slight smile, "This is one, there will be more later."

"My son's murder has nothing to do with Dong Sang. You are His Majesty's concubine Yuan, half the lord of the country, Jiang Guo's army will definitely return to the same heart, and win Dong Sang to seek justice for you. This way, we can win as soon as possible."

Jiang Yushu smiled gratifiedly: This child is not good at writing, but his mind is not bad.Don't abandon Zhao Yifeng and his wholehearted teaching.

"This is the second, Yi Ya is great, is there any more?"

Xie Yiya scratched his head again and sighed: "Yi Ya can't figure it out, please show me, young master."

Jiang Yushu leaned on the bed, his pale face reflected in the red merman's gauze, like porcelain wrapped in red, with a dazzling luster, such an elegant and clear person, his words were ruthless and decisive: "Qingyu wants to see who else is buried in the dark after Concubine Jiang Guoyuan died in battle?"

Xie Yiya woke up like a dream: "Master, do you want to put a long line to catch big fish?"

Jiang Yushu restrained his expression, coaxed the child in his arms, and said lightly: "This is an excellent timing. Your Majesty is no longer in the imperial city. I am in charge of the affairs of the court. There must be many disobedient people. There are also spies and People who are not in trouble in the world. This opportunity cannot be missed."

Xie Yiya didn't pay attention to these major events, but felt sorry for his young master: "Young master, you have been seriously injured these years, and you haven't taken good care of it. This time, let's take care of it less. Everyone in Fanyan Pavilion has left with His Majesty. Uncle Yun... also left, and there is no one around the young master, and he still has to worry about the court affairs. Treating the child, the internal injury is aggravated and you can't use force, the injury on the pipa bone is also good..." The more he said, the more afraid he was, faintly Crying voice: "Young Master, with Uncle Luo, you will be fine. Uncle Luo will definitely heal you."

"Yi Ya, I know you're lonely and scared, can you spend more time with Zhuo Hua in the future?"

Xie Yiya stretched out his hand to touch Zhuohua's little face, and smiled sweetly: "Yi Ya knows~~Yi Ya likes Zhuohua very much~~"

"Yi Ya, have the ashes of Dongfang Buyu and Zhang Dakeng been buried?"

"The burial is complete, at Hongfeng Mountain next to the imperial mausoleum."

"Red Maple Mountain...Jiang Qiushi, Jiang Yuzhi, Jiang Xiaomei, Jiang Tianyuan, Hua Hemei, Fifth Xiangnong, Dongfang Buyu, Zhang Dakeng, Gu Zheng, Gu Wencheng, Zhan Liyun, and many others who are destined for me Those who have no fate are buried there."

"The imperial mausoleum... Zhao Shengtian, Zhao Qingfeng, Gu Yanmei, Mo Ling'er. Nangong Lian, Nangong Li, Feng Meiren, Fengqing and Qingyu are all buried there."

"They must want Qingyu to take a look. I think I can only hear their crying and scolding, but I can't see everything when I worship them. It's time..."

The air in the imperial palace was full of turbidity, and countless grievances were entangled. In the dark hall, the scorching sun couldn't even illuminate it, and there was a touch of sadness and desolation.

Jiang Yushu sleeps with the child and clothes in his arms. Looking back on the past, the past is blurred: "Yi Ya, I haven't heard you play the flute, this time I will play "Star Soul Blossom Falling" for my teacher..."

Xie Yiya happily picked up the purple jade xiao, puzzled: "Young master, do you want to hear the low pitch or the high pitch?"

"Star Soul Blossom Falling" is a famous song by Qian Beili. The bass part is dull and depressing.

In the treble part, I feel the desolation of flowers blooming and falling, and the shortness of dust and dust. There is a feeling that life is fleeting, beauty is easy to grow old, an illusion that life is like a dream, and it is so bleak that it makes people cry.

Xie Yiya is 17 years old. Children of this age can't play high-pitched high-spirited joys and sorrows. When practicing, he also wants to practice well, but he is young and doesn't understand, so he can only play the low-pitched part, and the high-pitched note is not very mature.Besides, Xie Yiya was a little selfish, he didn't want Jiang Yushu to listen to the high notes.

Jiang Yushu smiled warmly, peacefully and far-reachingly, his eyes were filled with the smoke of power, and he slept very comfortably.Even the voice was clear and ethereal: "Yi Ya, play the treble part too, I want to hear it..."

Xie Yiya's hand holding Xiao trembled, and stammered: "...OK"

The dream is also vague, Xiao Yin whimpers, and the past is like a dream that cannot be found.

People are also insignificant, the star soul falls into longing, and the remaining flowers fall into tears.

A song cannot be a song, and a tune cannot be tuned.

How much do you worry about the wind and rain...

On the fourth day after Zhan Liyun was buried, all the minions in Jiang Country were cleaned up.

Then the fact that Concubine Jiang Guoyuan and Young Master Qingyu were still alive was made public.

Holding Zhan Liyun's remaining relics, her slender fingers trembled imperceptibly.

Clothes, calligraphy and painting, arrows, letters from home.

That is memory, it is support, it is protection, it is warmth.

Jiang Yushu only felt that his heart was sinking, sinking, falling into an endless abyss...

The eyes outside the hall were so warm on his body, but Jiang Yushu wanted to fall asleep.

The relic in his hand may seem simple, but it weighs a thousand catties.

They are obviously a few thin objects, but they are light like butterflies spreading their wings. As long as they are lightly touched, they will fly to ashes and annihilate.

"Young master, these are the relics and family letters left by the blood guards of Fanyan Pavilion. These will be included in the Clothes Tomb of Fanyan Pavilion. They will be buried according to the rules of Fanyan Pavilion."

Jiang Yushu's body trembled, and an indescribable expression climbed onto his handsome face.

He spoke lightly, quietly and peacefully, but there was a faint sense of exhaustion in it: "This pavilion master knows how to do it."

Xie Yiya led the people from Fanyan Pavilion out of Luoyun Palace.

In the sky in April, the cherry blossoms are clearly in full bloom, but there is a trace of loneliness and coldness in people's hearts.

The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, but the delicate flowers are easy to wither, and finally fall to dust.

There is screaming pain in the body.

Jiang Yushu put down those clothes and didn't think about the memories of those clothes.Lightly closing his eyes, Zhan Liyun seemed to still bow in awe in his mind.He is faithful to himself. "Li Yun won the trust of the young master, and there will be no regrets in this life."

Pain churned in my heart like a sharp knife.

Jiang Yushu still couldn't believe that the man who often held his jade flute, the man who served him for nine years, the man who followed him through life and death, now only had a pile of clothes left.The way of burial is that the ashes are in Jiang Country and the relics are in Ying Country. The two parties are separated, wandering around, without a home.

Don't want to think about it.

I don't want to think about it.

Caressing those relics carefully, gentle and soft force.

The clear voice was full of sadness: "Li Yun... I am ashamed of you..."

"Are you Zhan Liyun?"

"Next is."

Distressed and asked: "Master, your eyes?"

"..."

"Pavilion Master, Li Yun is on standby." Zhan Liyun cupped his hands. "My lord, please take care of yourself."

The simple and honest man laughed foolishly: "Pavilion Master, the person who is in the Fanyan Pavilion from Liyun for a day will definitely protect his safety with his life."

For some reason, a sentence from Zhao Yifeng appeared in Jiang Yushu's mind: "Lin Hua thanked the spring red, it was too hasty, but the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came later."

The death of Zhan Liyun made Jiang Yushu feel uneasy, and his internal injuries aggravated, which could not be relieved for a long time.

Looking at Jiang Yushu's pale face, Xie Yiya worried: "My lord, Uncle Li Yun has gone far away, please take care of yourself and take care of yourself."

"I... got him involved."

If I hadn't insisted on going to Fengqing Shanshuiju and let him be with me, perhaps these things would not have happened.

But I don't want him to be so sincere.

They are all obsessive people in the world of mortals.

Jiang Yushu leaned quietly on the bed, peaceful and peaceful, but his expression was tired and vicissitudes, like a candle that was about to go out.

Knowing his worst nightmares.

The past, the dead, the still present, the future, the ones you care about, the ones you are persistent... Each and every vivid and exquisite face is woven in the mind, and it also appears in the mind like a flying horse.

"Young master, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. You still have to take care of yourself."

"Okay." Jiang Yushu replied, his arms full of sadness.

Absurd as Zhao Shengtian, weighted as Fifth Xiongye, Chu Ba, Qiu Wanli, Fei Zhanpeng, Zong Zhengyi, Qiu Babai, Chu Feiyang, Feilaifeng.A confidant is like Hua Hemei, a master and servant is like the fifth fragrance, and love is like Dongfang Buyu and Zhang Dakeng.If the most affectionate and most sexual are Gu Yanmei, Gu Zheng, Gu Wencheng, Jiang Yuzhi, and——the obsession is like cutting Liyun...

Xie Yiya heard Jiang Yushu whisper: "Jiang Yushu is coming soon..."

He didn't dare to think about Jiang Yushu's expression when he said this, but felt as if his whole body had been swept by the wind, without any warmth.He was obviously a very gentle person, but at that moment he exuded a ghostly coldness.

The third year of the jade calendar, the eighteenth day of May

The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, the war in the southwest region has not stopped, and Jiang Guo's army is already near Nanyan Imperial City.

He Qianzhang is worthy of being Nanyan's strategist, not only knows the customs of Nanyan, but also knows the dangerous terrain.He even knows the formation of troops well.Under his plan, Jiang Guo was already sure to win Nanyan.Once Nanyan is captured, the alliance of the four countries will collapse, and the remaining three countries will be conquered just around the corner.

In front of you is the endless desert Nanyan Kingdom standing quietly in the yellow sand, standing upright, entrenched in a corner of the yellow sand, able to attack when advancing, and able to defend when retreating.

Zhao Yifeng looked at Nanyan Imperial City proudly in the desert from a distance, and returned to those days when Dongqi City fought in a daze.

In those days when gold and iron horses fought for the world.He led millions of troops to expedition to Nanyan.That snow-white figure was always by his side, driving a horse to look for him in the yellow sand all over the sky, like a fairy descending from a fairyland.

His clear, unfocused eyes reflected his own shadow.

After this battle, hold your hand and accompany you, and you will never leave them for the rest of your life.

Now, his Yushu is in the distant imperial city, guarding the sentence - "Yushu, are you okay?"

Until the vicissitudes of life, reincarnation.

"Your Majesty's envoy from Nanyan came to ask for peace." He Qianzhang's voice pulled Emperor Hongyu back from his thoughts.

Emperor Hongyu said indifferently: "Whose will?"

"It belongs to Fei Zhanpeng, the lord of Nanyan Kingdom." He Qianzhang hesitated: "See you?"

Zhao Yifeng thought for a moment: "National Teacher, the desert is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Is it worth exchanging huge casualties for Nanyan Imperial City?"

He Qianzhang shook his head: "It's not worth it."

The two looked at each other.

As we all know, after the "Fengfei War" Jiang Guo army occupied the oasis in the Yale Saha Desert, Fei Zhanpeng fled to Beidai Oasis with his courtiers.They could have moved the capital and built a new building, but they didn't, they just shifted the main force.

Combat in the desert is inherently disadvantageous. Taking down the impregnable Nanyan Imperial City has no advantage over Jiang Guo's army. Jiang Guo's army was injured and the losses were too heavy.

Nanyan has already been routed, and Dongsang, Tianwo, and Xuanzhen are left. If we attack again at this time, the other three countries will surely fight against each other, and we will be defeated!

Trade-offs intersect and take the party with the greatest benefit.

Zhao Yifeng and He Qianzhang looked at each other for a moment and smiled.

He Qianzhang smirked: "Your Majesty still has calculations in his heart."

Zhao Yifeng smiled lightly, and immediately raised his voice: "Bring people up!"

The history of negotiating peace with Tianwo was about to repeat itself.

Zhao Yifeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance: I don't know how much Fei Zhanpeng will pay to invite the great Buddha 'Hongyu Emperor' away?

"God! 20 gold plus four cities and one oasis. This is the condition for you, Nanyan, to negotiate a peace!" Fei Zhanpeng was furious, and threw down the memorial in his hand.

"What does the lonely king want you to do! You are all idiots! Idiots! This is how the lonely king's Nan Yan let you eat up! You bastards!" Fei Zhanpeng slashed with his sword furiously, gritted his teeth like hatred: "Zhao! Yi! Feng! !"

"There is someone asking to see the king..."

"Get out! The Lonely King is gone." Fei Zhanpeng stared angrily.

The herald was taken aback, and hurriedly retreated: "Yes..."

"Wait." Fei Zhanpeng immediately returned to normal, calculating: "Who is asking to see?"

The herald, whose expression had changed, couldn't stand it anymore, and stammered, "The Lord of Return... is... Concubine Jiang."

Hearing this, Fei Zhanpeng suddenly seemed to remember something.

Jiang Yurou is Jiang Yushu's cousin, and an old man in the Jiang Kingdom's palace.If you want to ask the person in this world who hates the world-defying duo, Jiang Yurou is no different.His husband died at the hands of Zhao Yifeng.

Jiang Yurou has been up and down in the palace for decades, so how could she not know the secrets of the harem and the secrets of the palace.And that was exactly the news he was looking for.Also, after Jiang Yurou lost her husband, he still accepted her as his concubine.

"Zhao Yifeng made Yurou homeless, and tore up Yurou's two families. Yurou hated him, Zhao Yifeng killed her husband, and Jiang Yushu demolished Fuguo's mansion. Yurou hated them to the bone. Now that the duckweed is floating around, Yurou is favored by the lord..." Jiang Yurou said so pitifully with snot and tears.

Fei Zhanpeng was heartbroken: "Yurou has suffered for you. Now Zhao Yifeng has killed 10,000+ soldiers in the vicinity of the imperial city. It is a time when there is no way out. This is both land cession and compensation - a shameful shame. The lonely king dare not forget for a moment."

Both have a common enemy, one is the king and the other is the concubine.It is not an exaggeration to be complicit.

Jiang Yurou smiled sinisterly: "My lord, I will tell you that Yurou knows that there is a secret underwater passage leading to Taiye Pond in the Jiang Kingdom's palace."

Fei Zhanpeng was shocked: "Is there such news?"

"Yurou dare not lie to you. Yurou also overheard the secret passage from Prince Qingfeng's conversation with the Emperor of Heaven. Only the Crown Prince and Emperor appointed by Tianqing know."

Jiang Yurou was Zhao Qingfeng's concubine, and Zhao Qingfeng was the prince at the time, so she couldn't exaggerate the news.

Fei Zhanpeng seemed to have picked up a treasure, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't hide his excitement: "Does Jiang Yushu know?"

"It was a secret discussion between father and husband at that time, and Yurou could also overhear it. It is even more impossible for Zhao Yifeng to know that Jiang Yushu stayed in the palace for too little time, so he didn't know. In father's heart, Qingfeng is Official heir."

"If Yurou hadn't escaped through the palace's secret passage when Zhao Yifeng rebelled and attacked the palace, this news would probably have been buried forever."

Heaven never perishes Nanyan, who said women are disasters?

Such a woman is clearly going to bring disaster to the country. If Jiang Yushu is killed, half of Jiang's pillars will be lost. Zhao Yifeng's life would be worse than death!

This is more terrifying than disaster for the country.

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

Fei Zhanpeng hugged Jiang Yurou: "Since that's the case, I'll trouble Rou'er to go to Jiang Country after a hard work. As long as this is done, Yurou will be the queen of Gu Wang. How about it?"

What a tempting condition, exactly what Jiang Yurou wanted.

She just likes the posthumous position, and if she wants to be the mother of the world, and make her surrender, even if he pays a price for it, he is willing.

She smiled and hooked her lips: "Really?"

Fei Zhanpeng nodded in affirmation.

Jiang Yurou was Jiang Yushu's cousin by blood, but now she was going to kill him and betray him.

She would not know that a person who has lost her virginity is worthless in Fei Zhanpeng's eyes, let alone qualified for the post.

She would not know how much loss her actions had brought to Jiang Guo.

"Does Yurou know this person?" Fei Zhanpeng turned around, and a ghost-like person appeared behind him.

He is tall and thin, with a black face, a white face, and a yin and yang face.This is obviously Qiu Yinyang who gave Zhao Yifeng the last time he "entered the vast sky of Qingming" on the battlefield.

Fei Zhanpeng said with a smile: "Mr. Qiu came from the Lishan sect, and only one person can detox the poison he prepared. But this time he prepared a new poison, and there is no cure - I don't know how the master's poison is refined. ?”

A sneer appeared on the corner of Qiu Yinyang's mouth: "Thank you, the king, for providing the rare medicinal materials. Otherwise, I will be powerless."

Fei Zhanpeng is already eager: "Have you prepared?"

Qiu Yinyang nodded, and took out the bottle of refining the antidote from her arms, and the faint fragrance floated in the air.

Everyone was silent, unable to imagine that the poison was in an inconspicuous bottle.

Fei Zhanpeng trembled with excitement: "How toxic is this poison?"

Qiu Yinyang sneered: "If you see the blood, you will be killed by a single drop. If this poison is not poisonous, how can you be ashamed of his beautiful medicine name?"

Poking and laughing secretly: "This poison is three points more poisonous than the last time 'Shang Ru Qing Ming Zhi Hao Tian' and 'Life and Death Are Inseparable'. You can't be emotional within half a month after being poisoned, otherwise your whole body will suffer unbearably. Like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart and burning the body. If you can’t help but be emotional, you will vomit blood until you vomit blood and die. People are most afraid of being tempted by emotion. Once they are tempted, they will lose. This poison is also gentle like water Haunting and lingering feeling. Therefore, I will name this poison as——'Under the Waves of Lushui'."

Up into the vast sky of Qingming, down into the waves of Lushui.

Long lovesickness destroys the heart and liver.

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds.

When a man has power in his hands, he is bound to pursue more.

That was the manifestation of his status and the spread of his ambition.

Although Zhao Yifeng's life was full of loneliness and loneliness, he never had many regrets.

28 years old, standing before birth, born with honor, rising in troubled times, enjoying prosperity forever.Sweeping out the rebellion, subduing the two countries, conquering the north and the south, and rarely losing.

This time he conspired with He Qianzhang to attack Nanyan and counterattack Dongsang.Let Fei Zhanpeng give up 20 gold plus four cities and an oasis.

In the four-nation alliance, Nanyan was the first to settle down.

There is nothing to fear from the alliance of the remaining Three Kingdoms, only He Qianzhang and Mo Yun, Dan Hanyi, and Ximen Ritian can help.

Zhao Yifeng still thinks about his children and Yushu.

At the celebration banquet, Yanyan was talking and laughing, and the wine was dripping.The candlelight illuminates the faces of the monarchs and ministers, and the changing of the wine cups has a special style.

Jiang Guo's general was drunk, and Zhao Yifeng, who was an emperor, was also drunk a lot and returned to his tent early.

He Qianzhang has a nickname "Jiu Jian Qiu" has a feud with wine, and he was escaped by Jiang Yushu quit drinking that year.The generals also understood that he vomited after drinking, so they let him go.

In the middle of the night, everyone was drunk.

He is alone.

Just as I was going out of the tent to get some fresh air, I heard the neighing of horses.

Looking back in surprise, he saw Emperor Hongyu sitting on his horse, ready to leave.

He Qianzhang was shocked: "Your Majesty..."

Zhao Yifeng was startled, a little unnatural: "Why doesn't the national teacher sleep so late?"

Seeing the uncontrollable trembling of his hands, He Qianzhang understood.

"Your Majesty is worried about Concubine Yuan?"

Zhao Yifeng nodded: "I can't let him go."

He Qianzhang smiled: "Your Majesty is going back to the imperial city?"

"Well. National Teacher, I have arranged the commander's seal and the distribution of military power. Please take care of the combined forces of Dongsang, Tianwo, and Xuanzhen for the attack."

His words seemed to be returning home, and he didn't want to meddle in political affairs.

I understand what he is thinking and thinking.

He Qianzhang understands and supports: "Nanyan is safe in this battle, and we will do our best to attack the remaining three countries. With the strength of Jiang Guo, the southwest border will be stable after this battle. The country will also be safe for some time to recuperate. At that time, Your Majesty and Young Master You will be able to enjoy the mountains and rivers."

But He Qianzhang doesn't know that some people's life is like a brook and water, they can only keep running.

Until the end of life, never stop.

Jiang Yushu is the stream.

However, Zhao Yifeng is that river.

Hong Yudi looked at the black night sky in the distance.

The Cangshan Mountain is stretching, the mist is thin, the pines are tall and green, the smoke is lingering, and there are oases.

The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the ink washes the morning abyss.

His burning eyes looked at the deep night sky, it was a quiet and peaceful night.

Zhao Yifeng looked at the morning moon that was about to dissipate, and muttered to himself: "If you are well, it will be sunny."

Emperor Hongyu entered Yalan, passed through Lu'an, passed through Jianan, and went to Kaye.All I heard along the way was the news of 'Concubine Yuan was seriously injured'. Although it was not accurate, it was still different from what I received.

I had a vague premonition in my heart.

I can't wait to return home.

Raise the whip and drive the horse, wear the stars and wear the moon.

Jiang Guo

The secret road leading to the palace is actually in Taiye Pond.

Jiang Yurou gave the drawings to Nanyan's dozens of elite killers, and she took the lead in entering the palace in the name of worshiping her deceased husband, but was not hindered by the palace people.

The Fifth Red Eyebrow had heard about Jiang Yurou's hatred for Jiang Yushu when he was in the Allied Forces of the Four Nations, so he deliberately followed him this time, because he and Jiang Yushu's royal hatred must be settled.Fifth Xiangnon is his younger sister, and his elder brother should give Fifth Xiangnon an explanation.

Qiu Yinyang also came, and he wanted to avenge Hua Hemei and make Jiang Yushu die in front of him.

As soon as I came out of Taiye Pool, I met a maid holding a pastry.

The maid didn't expect so many ghostly men in black to suddenly appear from the water, and she was stunned for a while.

Qiu Yinyang had sharp eyes and quick hands, grabbed the maid by the neck, and covered her mouth with her left hand to prevent him from yelling: "Speak! Where is Jiang Yushu?"

The maid rolled her eyes in horror.

Knowing that he was afraid, Qiu Yinyang coaxed and threatened him: "Tell Jiang Yushu's whereabouts and we will let you go, otherwise we will let you know the taste of Yinzhen..."

The maid nodded, as if nodding in agreement.Pointing to the hand on the neck, motioned Qiu Yinyang to let go.

"It's a smart one." She smiled in satisfaction.

"There are assassins!!!" A voice pierced through the air and roared.

Qiu Yinyang squeezed her fingers, and there was a sound of her neck breaking, and the maid fell limp and died.

It's too late!

The scream alarmed the Imperial Forest Army patrolling the palace.

"Who! Come out!"

"Hateful!" Qiu Yinyang cursed in a low voice, never expecting such a thing to happen today.

"Kill me!" The head of the Royal Forest Army ordered, and arrows flew over!

When the rain of arrows flew by, the killers on the inner layer who approached the Taiye Pool could still evade, but the killers on the outer layer were looking for death.

It hasn't started yet, and most of it has died.

Qiu Yinyang gritted her teeth: "Go back into the water and plan to leave the palace."

Once the decision was made, it would be even more difficult to kill Jiang Yushu in the future.This place is exposed.

How easy is it to enter the palace?

At the other end of the secret road, there is a big river with the sound of people.

Looking back at the Jianguo Imperial City, it is very lively, August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the golden osmanthus is fragrant.

All feel lost.

How could Jiang Yushu be killed if he couldn't even enter the palace gate?

The fifth red eyebrow thought of something, and couldn't help asking: "Is today the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month?"

Qiu Yinyang lazily said: "Yes."

The fifth red eyebrow smiled sinisterly: "Do you know what day it is today?"

He asked solemnly, and everyone couldn't help paying attention.

"August [-]th..." Qiu Yinyang woke up like a dream: "The day when Bei Li was taken back by Jiang Guo—"

"Yes!" The fifth red-browed smile: "It's also the anniversary of Jiang Yushu's mother's death!"

Everyone looked at him, dead silent.

"The day Jiang Yushu was born was the day when his mother left, and August [-]th was also the day when Bei Li was taken back. Can't imagine it."

The fifth red eyebrow thought about the map given by Jiang Yurou, and laughed wildly: "So——I know where he is. Only my half brother knows the secrets of the royal family. Hahahaha——Jiang Yushu, you are dead! "

Qiu Yinyang couldn't wait: "Now that we know, let's go!"

"No!" The fifth red eyebrow paused. "We're going to find someone."

"Who?" Qiu Yinyang asked.

Answer: "Jiang Yurou!"

The author has something to say: For those who don't understand, there is nothing to do. The author's writing style is like this, and his conception is like this.

Troubled times are not easy to control, I really don't know how to write to be satisfied.

A book, worth more than 80 yuan, only got messed up.

I can't go on anymore, I'm very tired.very tired……

The last big finale is out, but that's it.

The mood is very low, coding, postgraduate entrance examination, job hunting, internship...