[Zuzhou] White clothes in the world

170 four beeps, 170 five beeps, 170 six beeps... In the dark cell, Ye Fuyi was bored counting the sound of water dripping from the top of the wall.Surrounded by iron bars, he could only tell how many days he had been trapped here by relying on the daylight and darkness revealed by the two-person skylight.Ye Fuyi was imprisoned here for nearly a month, no matter inside or outside the prison, except for the occasional voice of the interrogation prisoner, there was no unnecessary sound.It was raining heavily tonight, and the sound of the rain hitting the ground hurt the eardrums.Ye Fuyi was tired from counting, so he stood up from the moldy straw mat and stretched himself.If he guessed correctly, the war between Shile and Yankong started a month ago. Received relevant instructions from the contact person lurking in the dark.Ye Fuyi could guess Gu Minglan's strategy with a little deliberation, and Gu Minglan obviously never concealed them, and Gu Minglan never concealed every move he made.Even though Gu Minglan was worried that the Snake Department, which is extremely prone to rebellion, would leak his plan, and even make the plan fail, Gu Minglan was confident that he could make up for it in a very short period of time, and still The person who betrayed Shen Cang can be eliminated immediately.Ye Fuyi held onto the icy iron fence in front of him, the chill came through his fingertips, Ye Fuyi took a deep breath, it was already late autumn, and early winter would usher in half a month.Dongxun Country is located at the southern end of Zuzhou, and it is rare to see snow, but Ye Fuyi can feel that this year's Dongxun Congress has a heavy snowfall.

"My lord, it's going to snow." Ye Fuyi turned his head, looking at the night of lightning and thunder outside the skylight, and murmured.

"This won't work! That won't work either! Can't you all do anything?!" In front of Gu Juanzhi, there was a kneeling courtier, and he paced back and forth, his fair face turning red with extreme anger .

"At the beginning, the minister suggested that His Majesty send troops to garrison Wucheng, but His Majesty turned a deaf ear to the minister's suggestion after the minister persuaded His Majesty to stand up. Now that the general situation is gone, Your Majesty will quickly negotiate peace with the Lord of Shile. I am afraid that our country will lose a lot, but we can keep it. On one side, there is still a day for a comeback." Bai Guanqi knelt and sat at the head of the courtiers, looking up at the young king who was condescending and staring at him, with disappointment, helplessness, and more indifference in his eyes.

Gu Juzhi squeezed his hands hidden in his sleeves, and the ghost walkers in Dongxun Guowu City stepped forward to form a defensive formation, but they couldn't resist the high-ranking commanders of Bailai Shile Simingyuan, even though Shile Simingyuan followed The era of Emperor Renhuang has been passed down for nearly 2000 years, but the ghost walkers of Dongxun Kingdom have also been passed down for thousands of years, protecting Nanxun and Dongxun Kingdom with magic.At the beginning, Bai Guanqi asked Gu Juzhi to send troops to Wucheng, but Gu Juzhi did not agree because Bai Guanqi forced him to stand up, and because the owner of Wucheng had an agreement with the previous rulers of Dongxun Kingdom, he was not allowed to send troops to Wucheng. I believe in the power of the ghost walkers, but I never expected that the spiritual power of the Shile Simingyuan is so strong.

"Is Bai Xiang going to hand over Dongxun Kingdom to Shile?" The emperor, who was usually intoxicated in the painting of ink painting, finally showed a unwilling expression. He raised his head, looked at the courtiers kneeling on the ground, and asked coldly , "Do all the good officials of Dongxun Kingdom think so?"

"The old minister didn't intend to hand over Dongxun Kingdom to Yu Shile," Bai Guanqi stood up abruptly, and looked directly at Gu Juzhi, "Back then, the Baize people refused to surrender and angered Shile Qinglong King Qingjue, even if the Lord Baize couldn't resist in the end After going out of the city and surrendering, Qingtui still cut off the head of the Lord of Baize. 30 people from Baize died in battle, only the old and weak, women and children remained, and there is no sign of Baize people on Zuzhou to this day."

"But don't they still have Shen Cang! And the regent Ze Muruo?!" Gu Juanzhi panicked, because even after a thousand years, Bai Ze Kingdom was still engraved in the history books.Although Gu Juanzhi doesn't care much about political affairs, he has heard the teachers mention it repeatedly.

Bai Guanqi raised the corner of his mouth disdainfully: "Shen Cang? Ze Muruo? Perhaps with Ze Muruo around, Shen Cang could stab the painful foot of Emperor Yuanshi in secret, but since Zuzhou was divided into kingdoms again, in troubled times With the arrival, Shen Cang's power is useless. If the lord wants to follow Ze Muruo's example, it will be too late."

"Too late?" Gu Juanzhi smiled wryly, "President Bai must have me leave the city and surrender?"

Bai Guanqi knelt on the ground, put his head on the ground, and said loudly: "I hope the Lord will make a quick decision."

"I hope the lord will make a quick decision." A group of courtiers kneeling on the ground followed Bai Guanqi to bow down, and the huge Jinhua Palace was filled with the deafening voices of the courtiers.

"You guys! Good!" Gu Juanzhi pointed at Bai Guanqi, trembling all over, and finally had to flick his sleeves angrily, turn around and leave.

Listening to Gu Juanzhi's hasty departure, Bai Guanqi buried his head on the ground and sighed long, Dong Xun was dead.

There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the silent cell, and the person standing by the gate slowly raised his eyes. In the dark alley opposite, a man in palace uniform came hurriedly with a few attendants.

Ye Fuyi's eyelids twitched, he lightly straightened his slightly messy clothes, straightened up, and waited for the group of people walking towards him.

"Young Master Ye." The person who came was Gu Juzhi's personal servant in Jinhua Palace, named Yihe.

"Eunuch Yi." Ye Fuyi nodded to Yihe.In the dim light of the fire, Yihe looked a little anxious, he looked around, and said in a low voice, "The lord ordered me to come and pick up the young master." After finishing speaking, Yihe waved his hand to let a jailer behind him unlock the lock .

Ye Fuyi smiled and thanked Yihe.He could see from Yihe's expression that what he was worried about had finally happened, and Yihe came to pick him up, which meant that Gu Juanzhi had expected that Dongxun Kingdom would not be able to hold on and would retreat elsewhere.

Ye Fuyi came out of the prison, and couldn't help turning his head to look back. The cage that had trapped him for nearly a month was actually not too bad. There was a little light from the skylight at the height of two people, and Ye Fuyi smiled self-deprecatingly , if he wants to go, he can still go out.As a member of Shen Cang, he must practice martial arts to protect himself, or escape before being caught.

"Young master Ye, let's go." Yihe urged, Gu Juanzhi gave him the order to leave the police department with Ye Fuyi overnight, so as not to be discovered by Bai Guanqi's people.

Ye Fuyi came back to his senses, and followed Yihe out of the Criminal Police Department.Coming out of the Criminal Police Department, Gu Jiazhi found out that the matter was more serious than he expected.Even though it was a rainy night, the streets of Qingmen County were full of passers-by who braved the rain, and each of them had the same expression on their faces—terrified, even uneasy.

The Criminal Police Department is on the westernmost side of Jinhua Palace, and you can walk out of Qingmen in less than an hour along a straight stone road in front of you.Outside the Criminal Police Department, a green cloth carriage stopped aside, Yihe opened the umbrella for Ye Fuyi, and led Ye Fuyi into the carriage.

"Did something happen?" Ye Fuyi stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the umbrella, holding the umbrella by himself.

Feeling and hesitating, I don't know how to tell Ye Fuyi. "This..." Yihe showed embarrassment, before leaving the palace, Gu Juanzhi repeatedly told Yihe not to mention Dongxun's current situation with Ye Fuyi.

"Did Shi Le send troops?" Ye Fuyi held onto the handle of the umbrella and asked.

Yihe's eyes widened suddenly, and he stammered, "Master Ye, do you know?"

Ye Fuyi smiled wistfully, put the umbrella back in Yihe's hand, and gently stepped out of the umbrella.The rain fell on him, instantly drenching the handsome young master, Yihe hurriedly tried to put the umbrella on top of Ye Fuyi's head, but Ye Fuyi dodged it.

"Park the carriage outside the county gate and hide it. If you don't see me and the lord leaving the city at Yinshi tomorrow, you can leave on your own." After Ye Fuyi finished speaking, he turned around and entered the rain, and ran towards Jinhua Palace.

Yihe didn't have time to stop Ye Fuyi, so he could only shout desperately at the handsome figure that was gradually disappearing in the rain: "Young Master Ye! Don't go! Young Master Ye!"

In an instant, Ye Fuyi's figure disappeared.Yihe panted, staring blankly at the end of the dark road, Yihe suddenly felt that this seemingly weak nobleman suddenly became more vigorous, and in just a blink of an eye, he disappeared in his own eyes. in sight.However, no matter what, Ye Fuyi was too late.

"Young Master Ye, it's late." Yihe closed his eyes, and he saw that the Jinhua Palace was on fire.

The rustling autumn wind swept in from the opposite side of the river, Qingyi was already wrapped in a layer of winter clothes, standing on the newly built battlements with arms folded and shivering.Wu Xuan changed back to the black robe with wide sleeves and wide sleeves worn by the young commander of the Siming Academy, with his hair loose behind him, looking like an outsider.Gu Minglan leaned against the battlements, looked at the five silent stone giants opposite, and sighed long.

"What is the general sighing for?" Wu Xuan put his hands in his sleeves, his black hair was blown by the wind.

Gu Minglan tapped on the scabbard of the saber, making a dull sound. "Last night, the scouts sent news that the ruler of Dongxun Kingdom died in Jinhua Palace."

"I can't see that the lord who has always promised himself would use such a tragic way to understand himself." Qingyi unfolded the folding fan with a "crash", and did not forget to put on a show in this bleak autumn.

The expression on Wu Xuan's cold face didn't change much. He lowered his head and glanced at the stone slab under his feet. The stone slab was newly built and there wasn't much dust on it yet. "I missed a step and thought he would back down and sign a covenant with our country."

Gu Minglan nodded: "Fortunately, it's not too difficult. After all, it's a small and peaceful country. It won't gather too many people to form an assassination organization like Ze Muruo's."

Wu Xuan also nodded: "However, we need to disperse some troops to garrison at the border of Wucheng. Once there is a change in Wucheng, it may become a constraint for us to fight against Yankong."

"At this point, there is no other way." Qing Yi curled his lips, he suddenly turned his head to look at Gu Minglan, and asked, "Where's the chess piece you placed next to Gu Juanzhi?"

"Dead. Two charred corpses were found in Jinhua Palace, one belonged to Gu Jinzhi and the other belonged to him. It is said that the two corpses were tightly hugged together and could not be separated." Gu Minglan said lightly. back, as if the dead person was a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, he died. If he is alive, with his feelings for Gu Youzhi, I don't know if he will turn his sharp edge on us."

Gu Minglan glanced at Qingyi and said, "He's your man."

Qing Yi shot back: "I don't know who is Shen Cang's real boss."

"In short, the first step has been completed. Although it has been a bit bumpy, but it can form a siege to Chilong and cut off his connection with Nanxun Kingdom and Dongxun Kingdom. The general's move is acceptable." Wu Xuan said. .

Gu Minglan turned around and walked down the stairs of the battlements. The future Chief Commander of the Siming Yuan always paid attention to his words and deeds, and the lord Yunxuan did not trust him completely.Gu Minglan lightly brushed off a dead leaf that fell from her sleeve, and there were only bare branches left on an elm tree next to the battlements, and winter was coming.