Peerless luthier

The coalition forces of the Jin and Song Dynasties broke through Yundi City!

This news is like a restless spark, burning the entire land of Southern Chu at once. Fortunately, the defense in the north is very strong. Even after more than a month, it is still a battle for snatching. Big fat meat grilled over charcoal fire.

Even if the Northern Jin Dynasty managed to snatch it, it was taken back by the elite army of Kanyuan Pavilion before it was warmed up. After several twists and turns, the two sides temporarily ceased fighting and became a confrontation.

Nanchu, Xigong, Chendian.

At this moment, the hall was filled with death.

No one dared to speak—the fall of Yundi City was already frustrating, and the reason for the fall was even more embarrassing.

Sun Wangya sighed several times, drooping his aging face, and remained silent.

After Chen Di said something, Qu Cang responded in a low-key manner without making any comments. This defeat dealt a severe blow to Nan Chu.

Tao Hezhi glanced around, but no one spoke, he boldly stepped forward and said, "My lord, the foolish general thinks that because they have not gained any benefits in the north, now that the enemy army has occupied our Yundi, there will be two routes."

He looked up at Qu Cang, and Qu Cang glanced at him casually.

Tao Hezhi coughed.

Qu Cang sat up and said, "General Tao please explain in detail."

Tao Hezhi felt that Qu Cang valued him, so he said loudly: "First, we will march to the north to join the Northern Jin Army—however, this trip will be too expensive and difficult, so it is really not a wise move; , the troops will be divided into two groups, one to the south, and the other to be stationed in Yundi, waiting for the follow-up troops to recuperate; the third, to divide the troops into three groups—however, the foolish general believes that this is the least likely."

Qu Cang nodded.

Tao Hezhi said: "The most likely option is the second one. The king needs to wait for the arrival of the Eastern Dan Army. Only by joining forces can we defeat the Jin-Song Allied Army."

Chen Di said lightly: "The Dongdan army is really arrogant, and they haven't even reached the Xi Palace yet." He looked at a dark purple back that was straight and straight: "It seems that Mr. Wang's kung fu is still Not home."

Wang Sanyin was still looking ahead, without even looking at Chen Di.

Sun Wangya stroked his beard, and said slowly: "Master Chen is naturally an extraordinary person, but I don't know why he didn't find any mistakes when the agreement was agreed? If it were Mr. Chen, he would definitely not be like me, an old and dim-sighted person. Confused."

Chen Di was most dissatisfied with others using his father to oppress him, so he kept silent.

Qu Cang had no intention of listening to their fight, and said: "All the lovers are people who worry about the country. This king is very pleased. However, the Eastern Dan army has not arrived, which is really a headache for me. I hope you will think about it when you go back. Think about it, to solve the urgent need of Southern Chu."

After the meeting was over, Qu Cang called Wang He and said, "Xian Heng, have you pulled out all the other Western Song eyeliners?"

Wang He handed him the scroll: "It's all sorted out, and now it has been escorted to the prison."

Qu Cang took it, and when he saw that there were even people who had been hiding in Chendian for nearly 50 years, he couldn't help but feel chilled.

He said in a cold voice: "It's a blessing to lose a horse. Even though we in Southern Chu lost our good generals and temporarily lost our land, it's still a good thing to catch these wolf-hearted people and stop harming the inner court."

Wang He sighed, and said: "It is indeed difficult to seize the land of Yun now."

Qu Cang pulled him over, buried his head in Wang He's neck, and said in a low voice, "Even if King Dongdan doesn't have eyesight and doesn't come for reinforcements, this king won't sit still!"

Qu Cang said: "Xunheng, make arrangements for me. At the beginning of August, the king will personally go to the west to meet them!"

Looking at Qu Cang's haggard face, Wang He was slightly worried, but finally nodded.

Back at the mansion, Wang Sanyin took off his official uniform, exposed his well-proportioned and slender body, opened the closet, and prepared to change into simple clothes.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Wen just opened the door and came in.

"what."

Hearing Zhu Wen's slight exclamation, Wang Sanyin turned his head.

The door closed immediately.

After a moment of silence, Zhu Wen said: "San Yin, but it's changed? I'm here to discuss something with you."

Wang San agreed.

Zhu Wen gently opened the door, only to see that Wang Sanyin was only wearing a long robe loosely tied with a loose belt, revealing a large chest, and felt feverish on his face.

Wang Sanyin walked to the bed and lay on his side, staring at Zhu Wen with eyes like cold stars: "It must be a letter from my uncle and aunt."

Zhu Wen closed the door, nodded and said, "I'm going to Dongdan to visit them in a few days..." Seeing Wang Sanyin's face darkened, he quickly said, "Actually, I'm also helping a friend escape."

Wang Sanyin signaled him to continue.

Zhu Wen said: "At the beginning in Andu, I made friends with a Confucian scholar, although I didn't meet many times, but we talked very well - until later, I didn't know that he was the second young master of Baifu, named Bai Ting. "

Wang Sanyin's expression still sank.

Zhu Wen approached a few steps nervously, sat on a chair and looked at him, and said: "He once mentioned his third brother, who was perverse and domineering, arrogant and uninhibited, so Master Bai sent him to Dongdan where he He was disciplined by his mother, and when he came back the year before last, he thought his third brother's temper had changed, but unexpectedly, he was trapped when he went to Dongdan with him this time."

Because Wang San was a little interested, he took the time to say: "Could it be that his third brother set up a trick?"

Zhu Wen's face turned pale: "He...he broke Bai Ting's leg and imprisoned him."

Wang Sanyin: "..."

Wang Sanyin sat up slowly and said, "Then how did you know?"

Zhu Wen said: "It's been more than a year. He tried many times, and every time he was found, he would be beaten up. I just received this letter today."

Wang Sanyin took the letter and opened it, it turned out to be a blood book.

Even Wang Sanyin's face changed slightly after reading the contents of the letter.

Wang Sanyin frowned, and said: "He, the third younger brother, is really ruthless."

Zhu Wen said nervously: "San Yin, let's go together, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it, he said he won't let me tell the people in the White House, especially his fourth sister, what do you think?"

Wang Sanyin said: "He will not die. Since he ordered it, we will keep it a secret. After all, it is not a good thing. The court just discussed Dong Dan's attitude. Give me ten days. After ten days, we will set off."

Zhu Wen expressed gratitude: "Thank you."

Wang Sanyin stared at Zhu Wen for a while, until Zhu Wen raised his head in doubt, then he lay down, his black hair was scattered on the bed, his eyes shone slightly, he stretched out his finger to tick him, and said in a low voice: "Let's go together!" sleep."

Zhu Wen blushed and agreed.

Ten days later, Wang Sanyin really took Zhu Wen to Dongdan.

Before leaving, Sun Wangya warned: "King Dongdan is a man of vision, but some people around him are ignorant. They complained about the battle agreement last time. This time, we must take care of these people. In everything, it is better to let them issue the military order to attack as soon as possible."

Wang Sanyin said: "I would like to follow the teachings of Old Sun."

Sun Wangya sighed and said, "I'm getting older, and some things are beyond my control. You young people need to work harder."

He stared at Wang Sanyin with a pair of still sharp eyes, and said: "This time you go to Dongdan, don't act on your own will, and learn to endure when things happen."

Wang San was noncommittal, but he still agreed.

Qu Cang stood on the tall attic, watching the mighty procession go far away.Even in the hazy morning light, the emperor's back still looked mighty and straight.

Andu, Zhongfu.

"Ma'am—ma'am—" a woman in her 20s lay on the bed and cried bitterly.

A beautiful and dignified woman was lying on her back motionless on the bed, her soft eyes were slightly closed, and wet tears still remained on her face.

At that time, Zhong Han was in Han Wangfu.

Han Yi told him the detailed situation of Yundi. On the surface, it was comforting, but on the inside, it was a shock.

Zhong Han said: "Then... Xiaoyi..." Zhong Han closed his eyes and said in pain: "If I had taken him away by force, it wouldn't be like this!"

Han Yi gently wrapped him in his arms.

But there is more than one bad thing.

There was even worse news from Zhongfu.

Zhong Han's bloodless face turned completely white. With a trembling voice, he said, "I'll go and see... how come, how come!"

Seeing Zhong Han's stumbling figure running out, Han Yi hurriedly followed and shouted, "Qingzhi, get in the carriage!"

Get off the carriage, rush into the room, and immediately saw Yan Hui lying on the bed.

The dead Yan Hui.

Zhong Han approached step by step, in a trance like a dream.

At the Lantern Festival, they met by accident.

Between the fragrant clothes and the shadows on the temples, the woman smiled elegantly.

The carriage was rolling, and she heard her reluctant call.

Shuangshuang knelt in front of Zhumen, the Yan family closed the door, and the cold wind was blowing so cold, but when she stood up and held her hands, her heart seemed to warm up.

"Han, it doesn't matter, my parents will accept us in the future." She showed a gentle and soothing smile.

In the early autumn of one year, it was a prosperous season, and she gave birth to a child for him, named Zhong Yi.

Living in Andu, being with her is a pleasure every day.

Time flies by, even though they knew that there was a estrangement between them, they never thought that she would leave him, leaving him so sadly.

Zhong Han gently stroked Yan Hui's face.

With such a haggard face, full of reluctance for the world, Zhong Han wiped away Yan Hui's tears, held her cheeks, and said softly: "Don't sleep, open your eyes, I'm back."

Zhong Han looked at Yan Hui for a long time, and finally wept softly.

The beauty of the past hasn't completely aged yet, so it's frozen.

After the others dispersed, Han Yi stood outside the door, looked at Zhong Han's back, and turned his gaze back. His face was still indifferent, without any emotion. Han Yi knew that his years of patience and waiting had come to an end.

"Snapped--"

A crisp sound.

The jailer stared wide-eyed, then pulled out his whip, and with a "swipe", it hit the thick pillar of the prison.

"Hey, hello! Think of yourself as an uncle!" The jailer looked at the man huddled in the corner with a strange look: "If you don't want to live, don't eat in the future!"

The jailer walked away cursing.

It was quiet again in the cell.

Zhong Yi was locked in the most humid and dark dungeon. He only came here once. When he first took office, Zou Ru once said to him: "Generally, there are no prisoners here, unless those criminals whose crimes deserve to die are squatted overnight. , ask to be executed tomorrow."

Zou Ru's voice seemed to be still in my ears, but now, the time has passed.

Only Zhong Yi was locked up in the dungeon. I don't know if it was luck or misfortune.

He didn't want to spend the rest of his life in prison, and his fear of the unknown made him want to die in a dark, dirty, smelly prison.

Closing his eyes, what appeared in his mind was a haughty and indifferent face.

His eyes without any emotion, like Ling Chi, cut himself inch by inch.

It's obviously a completely different breath, but it's just a somewhat similar handsome face, why would he think of him?

It must not be him.

His eyes wandered to the only light source. There was a mouse hiding there. His small eyes were staring at Zhong Yi. Zhong Yi collected himself and picked up a small stone.

"Chirp!!" The mouse fled in a panic.

Zhong Yi smiled softly: It's not bad to pass the time by bullying mice.