[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

The history books did not mention Ono.

Yu Xiaoye was the only soldier guarding the tomb who was not implicated after the imperial tomb fire.

Yu Ono was rewarded routinely after returning to Beijing with his bloody clothes. After Yu Ono refused the reward, he resigned, and Emperor Xuan agreed.

Yu Xiaoye will never forget the scene he saw when he went with Zhao Ming.

At that time, the two of them got off the boat heading north from Tongguan, thousands of miles away from the capital, bypassing the snow-capped mountains in front of them is the place where the northwest boundary marker is located, and followed the dark trail left by Chu Qin to find a villa at the foot of the mountain. Yu Xiaoye learned from Zhao Ming that the owner of Biezhuang was Ning Ke's wife and son who had died in battle.

After Ning Ke's bones were buried in the capital, his wife and children traveled thousands of miles to this border land. Looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance every day, it seemed that they could see Ning Ke's majestic appearance in the past.

When Ning Ke's coffin returned to Beijing, Yu Xiaoye saw him off far away through the crowd.

A frail woman leads a child in her arms and chases the coffin along the road. This scene is extremely sad.

Those who come to the foot of this snow-capped mountain are all sad people.

Yu Xiaoye followed Zhao Ming into the villa.

There are doctors and servants coming and going in and out of the village.

Zhao Ming clenched the handle of the knife tightly, breathing rapidly.

The two of them walked around the corridor and stopped in front of a closed door, and they could smell the bitter soup through the window.

Zhao Ming pushed open the door abruptly.

Yu Xiaoye followed Zhao Ming into the room to look up and down, but saw a sick young man on the couch who couldn't stop coughing and was in a daze.

The antiseptic herbs in the first emperor's coffin in the underground palace were ignited, mixed with billowing smoke and turned into poisonous gas, which was inhaled into the lung cavity and traveled to the limbs and veins, robbing him of every inch of life.

The sick man's face was as pale as paper, and his legs and arms were covered with wounds from the fire.

The wound is gradually festering and pus. Although the best sore medicine has been used, it still cannot stop the excruciating pain. The pain has caused the old disease. He has been coughing up blood for several days, and the dark black skirt is covered with dark marks.

Yu Xiaoye saw the clothes he was wearing clearly, and knew that the sick young man was the medical officer who had a conversation with him in the underground palace.

The body of the young man on the sickbed was stitched together to form a human figure with great difficulty, and then fell apart into a pile of broken bones due to an accident.

He didn't seem to have any ambition in his heart, his head tilted against Chu Qin's shoulder, and a wisp of dry grass-like hair fell due to the wind.

Chu Qin raised his hand to fasten his hair behind his ear, and the callused fingertips of the martial arts practitioner slightly retracted his hand on his soft cheek.

Chu Qin took Zhao Yan to rest at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, warming his limbs with a stove every day, but Zhao Yan's limbs were getting cold day after day.

Since being rescued from the sea of ​​fire, Zhao Yan's health has been deteriorating. If he is taken over the snow-capped mountains, the long-distance trek in the cold weather will kill him.

Zhao Changning seems to be doomed not to take a step into the Northwest in his life.

Zhao Ming's eyes were black and black, and his appearance was unrefined. The blade in his hand hit the ground and made a sound of gold and stone. He knelt down on the green brick and said, "It's my fault that the five hundred black riders didn't survive."

Chu Qin didn't look at Zhao Ming.

"You deserve to die, but you can't die."

Zhao Ming's eyes were filled with blood and tears, "My brother, he one by one"

Chu Qin sighed, "Come and see your brother."

Zhao Ming walked to the couch on her knees, holding Zhao Yan's arm and was stunned by the cold touch.

His brother was lying on the bed, as if he had been turned into a corpse.

Zhao Ming couldn't move for a long time, curled up beside the couch with a hesitant and painful expression.

Chu Qin laid Zhao Yan flat, tucked up the quilt for him, and finally set his eyes on Yu Xiaoye.

"It turned out to be you."

Chu Qin threw Zhao Yan's bloody coat to Yu Xiaoye expressionlessly.

"Take it back and you can do business."

Yu Xiaoye caught the bloody garment, his Adam's apple rolled and his voice was hoarse.

"My lord—I'm not here to be the eyes and ears of the royal family. I'm here to return the token of the Northwest Army."

Chu Qin shook his head, "You have already been punished for what happened back then, so there is no need to put pressure on yourself."

Chu Qin's words ten years later will pull Ono out of hell.

Holding the bloody coat in his hands, Yu Xiaoye gritted his teeth and said, "How does Your Highness need me to reply?"

Chu Qin didn't seem to hear Yu Xiaoye's words, he hugged the person in his arms and whispered, "Can't you see? He won't survive."

At this time, Yu Xiaoye discovered that the handsome Northwest King in his memory seemed to have not trimmed his appearance for several days, with a circle of green stubble and mottled white hair on his temples, as if he had been robbed of decades of time in the same dynasty.Strong wine can no longer paralyze his spirit, and people who are alive always feel pain more vividly than those who live in chaos.

Yu Ono only gave birth to the generosity of the hero's twilight.

But their Northwest heroes are far from reaching their twilight years.

Yu Ono took a step forward.

Chu Qin's eyes were like beasts, "Get out! I don't want to see anyone related to the capital appear in front of him again."

Yu Xiaoye put the badge on his waist in front of the case, and his heart gradually felt sad.

He thought maybe he knew who the black-robed youth was.

The cunning rabbit dies, the running dog cooks.

When the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden.

The Northwest King could have held a high position and gave up his ambition for the people of the world.

But to what extent did the court persecute him?

Did the sick young man in the arms of the Northwest King really commit an unforgivable mistake?

Ning Ke's life as a soldier was eventually implicated in the internal strife in the court and died, leaving his wife and child at the foot of the snow-capped mountain to cherish the rest of his life.

Cannibals never spit out bones in this world.

You are chewed and swallowed by it, and you can still hear the sound of your own flesh cracking.

Yu Xiaoye left the Biezhuang, blew a whistle, and followed his ten-year-old horse to attack. He turned on the horse's back, and the horse's hooves traveled thousands of miles on the snow.

He was born recklessly, fortunately supported by the Northwest King, but because of his own mistakes, he almost implicated all the generals in the Northwest. He dared not forget it for ten years, and the blood debt of this whole body was not relieved until today.

One made a mistake.

As long as you are willing to wait, five years, ten years, 20 years, a lifetime.

There will always be an opportunity to atone for it one day.

The sun is high in the sky, the snow-capped mountains are clear, and a rider walks slowly in the valley, but there must be traces when he walks.