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You Xingyue's mind is trapped in the body of the little red horse, and the little red horse is held in the arms of the girl.

The girl went out from the main room all the way. It was a sunny day outside. She walked out of the courtyard with one hand behind her back. All the servants who passed by stopped and bowed: "Miss."

The girl waved her hand and walked quickly to the second door.

You Xingyue was stopped by her with one hand, and looked at the shaking floor tiles in a hopeless manner.

He didn't know when it was, but the pony was stuffed with cotton in silk, and Suzhou embroidery was on its hooves, so the owner must be either rich or expensive.

No, it should be rich and expensive.

Halfway through, a woman's anxious voice came from behind the girl:

"Feimian! Don't go!"

The girl sighed and stopped.

You Xingyue stretched out his hooves and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop: The name Feimian sounds very familiar.

The pony is an antique. Could it be that its owner is a famous historical figure?

It's a pity that after You Xingyue passed the exam in high school, he was immersed in the world of mathematics, physics and chemistry. Unless he was a famous historical figure, it was really difficult for him to remember it for a while.

ashamed.

You Xingyue was ashamed for less than a minute, there was a sound of footsteps behind her, hurried and messy, the girl turned around helplessly hugging herself.

It was a beautiful woman who called the girl to stop her, with a beautiful face on her temples, and dressed in a Chinese dress embroidered with gold and flowers. She held the girl with tears in her eyes: "Don't go to the racecourse!"

The girl had a good temper and said, "Just go for a horse race."

The beautiful woman raised her brows upside down: "Which noble lady goes out as soon as she says she wants to go out like you? Where are you going to the racecourse? You are clearly going to the city defense camp in the suburbs!"

The girl cleared her throat in embarrassment: "Go... go around."

You Xingyue: Take the little red cloth horse to the military camp?Well, it's cool and personal.

The beautiful woman was about to cry: "What are you going to do? Yes, you won a big victory, so what? Can you be promoted to a noble or a marquis?"

After hearing this sentence, You Xingyue suddenly remembered who this girl was——Qin Feimian!

One of the famous female generals in history.

A few strokes in history books can cover a person's whole life.

You Xing will remember Qin Feimian more, firstly, the name is very memorable, and secondly, this female general has participated in no less than ten battles, and received only one military service award when she was alive. .

Qin Feimian rubbed the pony's ears with one hand, and didn't care much: "I don't ask for these. Father is not very useful, and brother is still young, who will I go to if I don't?"

The beautiful woman was angry and sad: "Which noble girl in the capital is like you? Do you still want to get married?"

Because Qin Feimian was fighting outside, it was hard for Qin Feimian to talk about marriage. The beautiful woman had already given up looking for a well-matched noble son, and planned to find a poor family boy.

However, Qin Feimian didn't restrain himself in the military camp, and he was merciless every time he competed. He beat up all the young talents all over the place, making Qin Feimian "famous" in the capital, and everyone was afraid of it.

Qin Feimian was very honest: "I don't really think about it, I think men all over the capital don't really want me to get married."

The beautiful woman was furious: "No! You must get married this year!"

How miserable.

You Xingyue was held in Qin Feimian's hand, full of sympathy for the little general: It's too miserable, this marriage urging culture is almost engraved into the DNA of the people of China.

The beautiful woman wept and said: "You should be restrained."

Qin Feimian: "As long as I restrain myself, Xuanfengying's [-] iron armor will treat me like a persimmon."

The Qin family has produced generals throughout the generations, but in Qin Feimian's generation, the country is facing internal and external troubles, and several cousins ​​have all been killed on the battlefield, and the few remaining males are still dolls.

Everyone felt that this generation of the Qin family would not be able to get up, who would have known that there would be another Qin Feimian.As Qin Feimian said, if she wants to stand in Xuanfeng Camp, she must be able to suppress the doubts of those people.

It was Qin Feimian's first battle with a knife. When she came back, the knife was curled, and she casually threw it to the accompanying subordinates to sharpen it.

Qin Feimian was a little helpless, she had just turned [-], and was already much taller than her mother, she bent down and helped her mother's precarious steps in her hair.

Immediately, she took a step back and knelt down on one knee, propping her knee with one hand, and gave a general's salute: "Family and country first, daughter is not filial."

Qin Feimian got up, took a deep look at her mother, turned and left.

The second door of the Qin family can't shut her up, and neither can the door of the Qin family.

No one can hold a fluttering eagle.

The beautiful woman covered her face and cried bitterly.

She has lost her eldest son, can't she keep her only daughter?

You Xingyue stayed in Xiaoma's body, and was taken to the camp by Qin Feimian.

Qin Feimian's mount was a three-year-old bay red horse. She put the pony on the chair, and flew on the horse for a few laps to enjoy herself.

The wet eyes of this bay red horse were not gentle at all. When it stopped in front of the chair, it looked down at the little red horse and snorted disdainfully.

You Xingyue: "..."

Little red horse, have you taken a bath before?

Qin Feimian didn't have much time in the capital, she wandered around in her boudoir for less than three days, and left with the army.

One year, two years, three years...

Qin Feimian rarely went home, and every time she came back, her appearance was different. She no longer showed her sharpness, but her power became more and more powerful. The roar of the mountain and the tsunami are in my heart.

Qin Feimian's mind is also getting more and more, her dark eyebrows are pressing down on the mountains and rains, and they are also pressing down on the hundreds of thousands of miles of rivers, mountains and communities, and even more pressing down on the lights of thousands of families behind the border.

You Xingyue slept in General Qin's boudoir for several years, and the little red horse was not conscious, so he rarely woke up every day.

He occasionally heard the girls chatting while making the bed, and mentioned the origin of the pony:

Qin Feimian wanted to be a general and ride a horse when she was young. She is the only daughter of Mrs. Hou, and Mrs. Hou loves her like a treasure.

Little Qin Feimian was arguing a lot, wishing to eat and live with his little pony. Mrs. Hou was obedient to this daughter, seeing that she couldn't coax her, she quickly made a red pony out of Suzhou embroidery fabric.

Xiao Qin Feimian really liked the little red horse very much, and reluctantly agreed not to sleep in the stable.

Qin Feimian is a long-lasting person, and a doll from childhood has been cherished until now.

In the fourth year, Qin Feimian came home in the cold night. She climbed over the wall and entered the Hou's mansion. She didn't alarm anyone, but went back to her room.

Qin Feimian sat on the bed in light armor and picked up the little red horse.

You Xingyue's consciousness gradually became clear.

The bed was cold, and the general who returned home after a late night was also cold.

She lowered her head and gently pressed against the pony. After a long time, she sighed softly: "My little red pony."

Less than half a month after returning to Beijing to report on his duties, the war drove Qin Feimian away.

Mrs. Hou often sat on her daughter's bed and washed her face with tears. Her son stayed at the border forever. She waited for the battle report day and night, lest she lose her daughter again.

You Xingyue was hugged by Mrs. Hou, and the pony was wet with a mother's tears.

fifth year.

The frontier was in a hurry. After several years of fighting, there were disagreements within the imperial court. The cotton clothes sent to the frontier were as thin as single clothes, and even the food and grass were of the lowest quality.

On a summer night in the fifth year, the frontier pass was breached, and Qin Feimian's father died in battle.

When the news came, Madam Hou staggered a few steps, trying not to fall down.

Because he died in defeat, not only did the Hou Mansion not be appeased, but he was even reprimanded and abused by the people. Mrs. Hou protected the children in the Hou Mansion and resisted the gossip.

Less than a month after the pass was broken, the Yi tribe broke through three cities in a row, and everyone in the capital was in danger. Qin Feimian led his army back to the defense, and fought fiercely for two months, blocking the Yi tribe behind the pass.

The war report arrived in Beijing.

The emperor sent a reward.

Mrs. Hou finished her day's relationship and sat in her daughter's boudoir, lost in thought.

However, within ten days of the good news, the Yi tribe colluded with many small countries, and it turned out to be a decisive battle.Because autumn is coming and winter is just around the corner, if the Yi people don't fight back, they will be beaten back to their hometown, and they will have to live on their last breath in a few years.

This battle almost emptied the national treasury, and finally before the arrival of winter, two letters were sent from the frontier - a battle report to the imperial court, which was a victory report, and a family letter to the Marquis's residence, which was an obituary.

Qin Feimian's obituary.

In the battle to the death in Bailiang Prefecture, all [-] soldiers from the Xuanfeng Camp were annihilated. Qin Feimian's body was never found, and the obituary brought back only her saber.

When Mrs. Hou received the news of the obituary, she couldn't bear it any longer. She knelt in the main hall and wept bitterly, holding a silk cloth that announced her daughter's death.

The army finally made a triumphant return, and the imperial court changed a new emperor. The new emperor issued several imperial edicts, posthumously conferring on Qin Feimian the Marquis of Zhenyuan, and buried him with military ceremonies.

Mrs. Hou was very numb to everything, she couldn't cry anymore, hugged the pony, and hummed slowly: "My little red horse is making great progress, go to Bailiang Prefecture and take her home..."

You Xingyue felt that a soul was about to wake up in the body of the little red horse. Under the water of Madam Hou's tears, this cotton-filled body had a soul.

The tears were really hot, You Xingyue woke up from this memory.

It was already dark outside, You Xingyue nestled in someone's arms, stared blankly at the roof, and sat up straight after a while.

Someone from behind leaned over and reached out to brush You Xingyue's forehead hair: "I don't have a fever."

"You slept for a long time," Shi Wuyan said softly, "Have you been infected by Qi Ling's emotions?"

You Xingyue hadn't completely pulled away from that memory, he frowned tightly, enduring the throbbing pain in his heart: "Well... I was pulled into Xiaoma's memory."

The second half of the memory was too worrying, You Xingyue held his chest with one hand, feeling his heartbeat: "I..."

Before he could finish a word, there was a knocking sound outside the window.

You Xingyue opened the curtain, but saw an acquaintance—"Zhong Qing?"

It was Zhong Qing, and there was a slight difference in her face. She was taller, and the aura between her brows and eyes was more pressing. She didn't look like a little girl, but rather a high-ranking person...

Zhong Qing: "Can I come in?"

You Xingyue lowered his eyes slightly, and landed on Zhong Qing's body hanging in mid-air—obviously, people cannot fly by themselves.

"Please come in," You Xing became more confused, "What's the situation?"

Zhong Qing came in directly through the window.

You Xingyue: "..."

Shi Wuyan said: "She is Qin Feimian, the ghost king who is in charge of the lower six hells. A few years ago, she said she was going to take a vacation. It happened that her parents in that life were reincarnated as husband and wife, so she took a vacation to be their daughter."

The King of Ghosts is already one of the top officials of the Yin Division, so Shi Wuyan is naturally impressed.

Qin Feimian made a slow salute: "I've seen the reciprocation, Boss You. After I died in the battle, I didn't reincarnate. Instead, I worked as a soul arrester in the underworld, and gradually became the king of ghosts."

You Xingyue suddenly remembered: "No wonder he looked at you several times when you said you were an atheist."

You Xing's hair was a little messy when he fell asleep, and he suppressed it in his memory for a long time, and the more he thought about it now, the more he found it funny: "Why would the ghost king say that he is an atheist? Do you remember that you said this during the day?"

Qin Feimian: "..."

Can this be her fault?She was Zhong Qing before midnight, and she didn't remember who she was.

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The author has something to say:

Two more~

Let me emphasize here, this article is superficial and relatively empty, there is no historical prototype, and all the underworlds in the article are private establishments! !Not a traditional setting.

Make up the position of Yin Division in the speech (main positions, from high to low)

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five ghost emperors

Judge Hades (responsible for judging), Punisher Ghost King (a total of three, in charge of [-] levels of hell), and Shangshi Ghost King (one, responsible for determining the fate of ghosts in the next life)

Those like the City God belong to the local officials, while the soul arresters are at the grassroots level. Of course, the abilities of soul arresters at different levels are also different.