I got up again

The Zhenguo Sword is azure and translucent, as thin as a cicada's wing. The body of the sword is surrounded by elegant cloud patterns, slender and ethereal, floating in the air lightly, like a lone crane hovering over the clouds, which is too beautiful to behold.

Jiang Feng's eyes almost turned into hearts, "It's so beautiful..."

Seeing her smirking while holding the sword, Yu Shu glanced at Li Qingming.

In the last war, Li Qingming even snatched a sword and gave it to Jiang Feng.

With Zhen Guojian, that sword can be retired.

Li Qingming looked at Zhen Guojian quietly, and suddenly said, "Why is there blood on the sword?"

Jiang Feng was taken aback, "No? How can there be blood?"

Yu Shu didn't see it either, "Where's the blood?"

Li Qingming frowned slightly, and was also very puzzled, "It's gone now."

She had been looking at Jiang Feng all the time, and she saw it suddenly just now.

After speaking, the bloodstains disappeared again.

Jiang Feng came over, "There's no blood, you can show me."

Li Qingming has a serious personality, and she will not be aimless.

As for the martial artist's eyes, the possibility of illusion is not high.

She felt that Li Qingming might have really seen it.

Li Qingming stretched out his finger and stroked along the edge of the sword, "Here."

Yu Shu narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Zhao Xiang folded her hands, "Could it be that this sword killed someone again before?"

Ji Xiang has been hugging his legs since he came back, frowning in thought.

She felt that Yu Shu was very much like a person.

But that person is dead.

Hearing this, she came back to her senses, "No, Zhen Guojian has been very quiet recently and hasn't killed anyone."

"but……"

Jiang Feng looked at her, "But?"

"But it seems that there was a riot once before." Ji Xiang was not very clear. "Miaozhu reported that it was glowing that day, and there were bloodstains on it. It took a long time to calm down."

"When?" Yu Shu asked.

Ji Xiang glanced at her, thought for a while before saying, "It seems to be the day you came here."

"I waited for a long time but didn't wait for you, and then someone will report to me in the next court."

Zhao Xiang thought for a while, "It stands to reason that Zhen Guojian has been sacrificed to the country so many times, so this situation should not have happened."

"This reaction is a bit sinister, like a magic sword."

"It's bad luck for a good soldier, General Yu is a bit lacking in consideration."

Jiang Feng frowned subconsciously, "I like it very much, blood is blood, Zhen Guojian seems to be Gaozu's saber, as long as you don't scold Gaozu, you won't be cut by it."

When talking about Gaozu, Jiang Feng subconsciously aimed at Zhen Guojian.

After finishing speaking, Zhen Guojian did not move at all.

Jiang Feng was relieved, and with a flick of his hand, a sharp sword energy flew out, "Look, the Zhen Guo Sword is very useful."

"I didn't have any energy just now," Jiang Feng said to himself, "Wait for me to use my sword energy."

In the next moment, a huge blood-colored sword aura formed.

Jiang Feng was taken aback, and scattered his true energy, "Wow, it's still dyed?"

She turned her head, only to find that Yu Shu had a gloomy expression on her face, "What are you thinking?"

Yu Shu came back to his senses, "It's nothing."

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows, but didn't ask further, "Zhen Guojian is worthy of being Zhen Guojian. It costs half of the usual real yuan, and its power is magnified by four times, and blood is earned."

Ji Xiang muttered, "This is not Gaozu's sword."

Jiang Feng: "? What do you know?"

Ji Xiang boldly stared back at her, "I... I asked Miao Zhu specifically at that time, and she said that it was not Gao Zu's saber, it belonged to the Marquis."

Jiang Feng was stunned, "Isn't Gaozu's?"

She subconsciously looked at the sword in her hand, the blade as thin as a cicada's wing was glowing with light blue, like the light wind.

On behalf of the Marquis?

That blood stain just now...

Jiang Feng's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Li Qingming in an instant.

Could it be that Qingming in her family is really the reincarnation of the Marquis?

Otherwise why can she see it?

Li Qingming looked back, and the mole of tears in the corner of his eyes made him look colder, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Feng hesitated to speak.

Yu Shu didn't have any intention of avoiding it, and looked at Li Qingming with deep eyes, "Why can only you see the blood?"

Li Qingming said coldly, "Because you didn't watch it."

She reacted again, her tone became more indifferent, and even added two sarcasms, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

She looked back at Yu Shu, the corners of her eyes were full of sarcasm, "You don't think I'm your ancestor, do you?"

Yu Shu was stung by her sarcasm, and became angry.

Jiang Feng grabbed her in time, "Okay, okay, Qingming didn't say anything, why are you so excited."

Yu Shu turned his head, eyes complaining.

Jiang Feng pinched her face, "Okay, okay, Qingming is just Qingming, she is definitely not a Daihou."

Ji Xiang felt guilty, "I'm sorry."

Yu Shu looked over.

Ji Xiang looked at Yu Shu with dodgy eyes, "I didn't know Daihou was like that, I thought it was your ancestor's title, and it was a good title."

Jiang Feng remembered that the little emperor had written to tell Yu Shu the result, and told her that he had won the title of "Daihou" because of his hard work.

Thinking about it now, at that time the ministers of the DPRK and China probably laughed silly.

Yu Shu's face became even uglier, "It's good that you know."

Ji Xiang was even more ignorant, "Then what title do you like? I'll go back and change it for you?"

Jiang Feng hung the sword on his waist, his face turned cold.

What happened to Daihou?

Didn't Yu Shu not dislike Daihou?

Is this implying her on purpose?

Still want to accept the canonization of the little emperor?

What happened when they went out just now?Ji Xiang was in a daze when he came back.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng glanced at Xu Yan lightly, and he really saw her sitting aside with a cold face.

"What happened to Daihou?" Jiang Feng said coldly, "Don't you know that your Ji family was brought down by Daihou?"

Ji Xiang was surprised, "Huh?"

Jiang Feng sneered, "Don't you know that Gaozu and Daihou are lovers?"

"What did they tell you?"

Ji Xiang was so frightened that she shrank back, but found that Xu Yan was sitting aside, and she couldn't shrink back.

"They...they said..." Ji Xiang's scalp was numb from the stimulation of Jiang Feng's cold eyes, and he stammered, "It is said that Daihou was delirium and entangled Gao Zu. Gao Zuxiong was careless, but in the end because of her, his wisdom was lost."

"In the end, he died young," Ji Xiang trembled at Jiang Feng's increasingly cold eyes, "I...I don't know if it's true..."

She didn't doubt it before, but now that she wanted to survive, she immediately felt that she should doubt it.

"As a subject, to harm your majesty," Xu Yan quietly added next to her, "is indeed treason."

She smiled again, with a deep smile, "For a while, Daihou was not called Daihou, but Huanhou."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Ji Xiang's mind cleared up, and he became wiser instantly, "No, they must be lying to me."

"Ling...Zhao Wenjing said that what they said may not be true. They may just want to mislead me, lie to me, and take me seriously."

"I see!" She slapped her thigh, suddenly realized, "Are they mocking you and me?"

As soon as she thought of this, she became angry, "Okay, I thought they were kind, but I didn't expect Gu Ziming not to remind me!!!"

Jiang Feng sneered, "Xu Yan was taken away by me as a tear jar for you, and they told you behind the scenes, is your brain single-threaded?"

When Ji Xiang heard this, his heart ached instantly, "Yanyan, I...I'm sorry..."

Jiang Feng looked at Yu Shu again, "Do you dislike Daihou very much? Want to change another one? How about letting her change it for you?"

She looked at Ji Xiang again, "What happened when you went out just now? You were in a daze when you came back?"

Ji Xiang couldn't hold back his words, "I think she looks like someone I knew, but that person died of illness."

She continued, "General Yu is a good person, tell me what title you want, and I'll change it for you when I get back."

Yu Shu's face was as dark as ink, and he had obviously reacted.

Jiang Feng leisurely walked up to her, hooked her shoulders and leaned close to her face, "Yu Shu...you promised me to rehabilitate the Marquis..."

"You've committed another crime..." She paused every word, her voice gradually becoming colder.

Yu Shu turned away uncomfortably, and his tone became cold, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Jiang Feng almost scolded, you learn this sentence and use it on me immediately, don't you?

"Yes, I'm teaching you how to do things."

Yu Shu shook off her voice, took a step back, and said in a cold voice, "I decline experience guidance."

Ji Xiang didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, "If General Yu doesn't want you, you can hang out with me. I'll save a place for you. You can be a Hussar General if you want!"

Yu Shu's face turned dark again, and he said with a fake smile, "Thank you Your Majesty for your love, but I'm not ready to serve the second master again."

Jiang Feng's complexion improved a little.

Zhao Xiang: "Look at what?"

Ji Xiang immediately withdrew his gaze, not daring to speak.

Zhao Xiang put his hand behind his back lightly, "You are not my master."

Ji Xiang was furious, "You have no conscience! Shameless! No conscience!"

Jiang Feng: "Huh?"

Ji Xiang shrank back instantly, she still remembered being strangled.

If Yu Shu hadn't blocked her, she would have died that time.

Thinking of this, she felt sad again, "General Yu protected me back then, but I didn't say a few words to her back then, Zhao Wenjing, you are not even as good as Yu Shu..."

She felt that she fed the dog with all her heart.

Yu Shu's face was dark.

Mention her again?

Can't you tell that Jiang Feng is angry?

Are you trying to sow discord?And deliberately angry with Zhao Xiang...

Yu Shu was so angry that he had to speak out to save him, "No, no, I did it because of my own affairs, not because of you..."

Jiang Feng was originally angry, but when he saw Yu Shu's desperation, he suddenly found it funny.

Zhao Xiang snorted, "She is her, and I am me, so I won't miss old love."

After finishing speaking, she casually put aside Jiang Feng's hand, "I'll go first."

Looking at the thin and indifferent back of the woman, Ji Xiang was helplessly furious.

Jiang Feng gave Li Qingming a look.

Li Qingming followed silently.

Jiang Feng: "This is Daihou's sword, is the news reliable?"

Ji Xiang was listless, "It should be reliable."

She doesn't know either.

Xu Yan looked at Zhen Guojian, "Yes."

"My family has recorded that it was Daihou who opened the gate of Nan'an City with a sword, and it was this sword that was used."

"This should be the sword Gao Zu forged for her."

Jiang Feng suddenly felt that the sword was a little hot.

Yu Shu said lightly, "You can give it to me if you don't want it."

Jiang Feng shook his head subconsciously.

No, it's unlucky.

After staying with Ye Jin for a long time and putting her to sleep, Jiang Feng returned to the house.

That night.

Jiang Feng tossed and turned, and finally sat up, unable to sleep looking at the sword.

It turned out that her guess had been wrong all along.

This is not Gaozu's sword.

This is the sword given by Gaozu to Daihou, and it is the sword that Daihou wears close to his body.

Then Gaozu enshrined the sword in the Zhenguo Temple.

The meaning is also very clear.

And this sword seems to have inherited the will of Daihou, forbidding others to speak ill of Gao Zu.

Thinking of Li Qingming's words again, Jiang Feng simply sat up.

She looked at the sword beside the bed, and tentatively said, "I've been a ghost, why don't you get up and let's exchange thoughts?"

Zhen Guojian floated quietly beside the bed, the sword body was as thin as a cicada's wing flowing with elegant cloud patterns, and the moonlight was flowing, which was too beautiful to behold.

The moon is the god, and the jade is the bone.

This was to describe a beauty, but somehow, Jiang Feng felt that Zhen Guojian fit this sentence very well.

Love at first sight, big beautiful sword.

"If I scold Gao Zu, will you kill me?"

Zhen Guojian seemed to wake up, and the angle of the blade deflected slightly.

Jiang Feng didn't know why he felt that she woke up with a sword.

After thinking about it, Jiang Feng still thought it was impossible, "Daihou has been dead for 200 years, even ghosts should dissipate."

And what Ji Xiang said before, even Yu Shu, a descendant, acquiesced to Ji Xiang's words, didn't Zhen Guojian not respond at all?

She said to herself, "It should be that the saber has been enshrined for too long, and it has a spirit."

She lay down on the bed, turned over, "I'm going to blow up the imperial tomb tomorrow, sleep."

"By the way, where is the emperor's mausoleum?" She thought of this question again.

The next moment, she felt murderous.

Turning his head, he found that the translucent blade of Zhen Guojian was faintly reddened.

Jiang Feng subconsciously said, "I heard that Gaozu and Daihou were buried together, is it true or not?"

Zhen Guojian was quiet again.

A sword will not answer questions.

So Jiang Feng naturally didn't get an answer.

She still didn't sleep.

Because Yu Shu came.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid of being seen when you come to find the Lord late at night?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Yu Shu's face darkened, "Then I'll come back tomorrow."

Jiang Feng watched her walk to the door, and then said slowly, "Come on, what are you looking for me for?"

"By the way, I want to ask you something," Jiang Feng thought of something, "Do you know where the emperor's mausoleum is?"

"Is she really buried with Daihou?"

"Are they really dead?"

"Look too. The ancestors are not dead..." Jiang Feng said, "Could it be that the ancestors are not dead?"

Yu Shu closed the door, pulled a stool and sat down in front of the bed, "It seems that Gao Zu has no tomb."

"There was no joint burial."

"At least the Daihou is really dead."

She finished answering, "Why are you asking this?"

Jiang Feng looked at the sword of Zhen Guo under the moon, and pondered, "How did Gaozu Wuling and the others be buried together? Was it cremated?"

"I said that there was no joint burial," Yu Shu said, "She was dug out by Emperor He, and she is now buried in the ancestral house in Hanoi."

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, "Oh, now that I think about it, it's that idiot who mocked Shu Hou, isn't it?"

Yu Shu's face was not very good-looking, but he hummed anyway.

Jiang Feng came back to his senses, "Tell me, is it possible that Daihou has become a ghost?"

"You see, I can be Ah Piao for a few years, so there's no reason why I can't be a substitute."

"When I died, I didn't have the strength of Daihou."

"Tell me," Jiang Feng looked at Zhen Guojian, "will she still be there?"

"Otherwise, why would it kill someone as soon as it heard someone scold Gaozu?"

Yu Shu's face changed slightly, "I guess not?"

She added, "I'm here to talk about this."

Jiang Feng: "What's the matter?"

Yu Shu: "Put the sword back when you're done using it."

She looked at Jiang Feng seriously with her dark eyes, "It's true that I didn't think well this time."

"This sword is too dangerous," she said. "After all, it is the Zhenguo sword that has been worshiped by the surname Ji for 200 years. It is really inappropriate for you."

"It's not auspicious, it's easy to kill, Zhao Wenjing is right, it is indeed a magic sword, in case something happens to you," Yu Shu looked deeply into her eyes, "Then I will die Blame."

Jiang Feng was noncommittal, "You answer my question first."

Yu Shu looked at Zhen Guojian, "Maybe."

"Whether it is or not," Yu Shu said slightly, "she is not on the same side as us."

"Whether it's you or me, in her eyes, it is definitely not as important as the community left by Gaozu."

"It's fine if she doesn't know. If she knows, she will kill us with a sword first," Yu Shu said sarcastically, "She'd better not live, otherwise..."

Jiang Feng frowned tightly, "What are you doing with such a bad tone?"

"What if she could hear it?"

"That's so heartbreaking," Jiang Feng said, "Your Yu family is still in her favor, so please talk to Yu Xiaoshu!"

She straightened the woman's face, pinching away the sarcasm and coldness on her face, "You clearly promised me that you would join me in rehabilitating the Marquis."

"When did I promise?" Yu Shu asked back, and knocked off Jiang Feng's hand by the way, "I will talk about it later."

"Then promise me now."

"No," Yu Shu said sternly, "I think it's good, she was wrong in the first place."

"Nailing her on the pillar of shame can serve as a warning to the world, and also to the descendants of the Yu family..."

Jiang Feng's face turned blue, "Yu Shu, do you know what you're talking about?"

Yu Shu: "Isn't it right?"

Jiang Feng's fingers trembled a little. She put her hands behind her back and took a deep breath, "Daihou did nothing wrong."

"She shouldn't be treated like this by you," Jiang Feng's voice became wet and cold, "Yu Shu, I can understand your Yu family's education problems."

"But you ask yourself, do you really think she's wrong?"

"Why do you want to nail her to the pillar of shame?"

"Just because you eat her and drink her, step on her coffin and scold her later?"

Yu Shu's face was indifferent, "Yes, I asked myself, she was wrong."

"It's always been, everyone thinks so," Yu Shu said, "Even if we get her credit, we can't cover up her fault."

"It wasn't me who nailed her, it was the Ji family, it was the people of the world," Yu Shu said mockingly, "Why do you think the Zhen Guo Sword was enshrined?"

She snorted lightly, grabbed the sword and shook it lightly, placing the sword across her neck.

"Because," she swiped lightly, "this sword sets things right..."

"Look at the blood," she mocked with a sickly expression, "does it look like she committed suicide?"

She suddenly laughed happily, "She also knew she was wrong, so she committed suicide."

Jiang Feng's pupils constricted.

Under the moonlight, the long and slender neck of the woman in red was slung with a long sword. Jiang Feng felt an amazing tingling sensation. She couldn't help but reach out and grab it, "Okay, give it to me."

Yu Shu's red dress was blazing, and his fair skin seemed to glow under the moonlight.

Her dark eyes were taunting, but she was a little morbidly flamboyant. She avoided Jiang Feng's hand, "If you say she is still alive, then let her say for herself whether she is right or wrong?"

Jiang Feng's eyes hurt, "Put down the sword and give it to me, hurry up!"

Yu Shu refused.

During the dispute, bright red blood flashed across their eyes, and they subconsciously froze.

A streak of blood appeared on the blade as thin as a cicada's wing.

Dazzling, bright red.

"Ashu..." Jiang Feng's eyes turned red.

Yu Shu was also stunned.

There is really blood?

As if a crack had appeared in the exquisite artwork, the long sword, which was originally elegant and light, was stained with a layer of coquettish blood.

Sad and sinking.

It was like a pure white lone crane whose neck was broken and let out a mournful cry.

"Ash, I asked you to give it to me, look at you..."

Jiang Feng touched her neck, then also froze.

Yu Shu glanced away subconsciously, "It's not me..."

"It wasn't my blood," she said, "I wasn't hurt."

Jiang Feng touched it carefully, and Yu Shu didn't scratch his neck.

Terrified.

that……

Jiang Feng looked at the blood on the sword and was stunned.

The blood-stained Zhen Guo Sword immediately lost its charm a few steps, like cracks in fine porcelain, destroying its beauty.

The original Zhen Guojian, she is light, pure, and noble, as clean and flawless as the sky after the rain.

But now it is dirty.

Sinking, lonely, like a dusty yarn.

But for some reason, Jiang Feng was very blocked.

Very congested.

She is uncomfortable.

Yu Shu was still rambling on, "Look, it's not pretty."

"It won't be beautiful if it's stained with blood," she said, "Why don't we go back."

She said, "Good soldiers are unlucky, and the Zhen Guo Sword is a magic sword, so it's unlucky."

"shut up!"

Yu Shu was taken aback by her fiercely, "Jiang Feng..."

Jiang Feng grabbed the sword, "I just like it, I want it, I just like Cancimei, get out of here, get out now."

She drove Yu Shu out angrily, "Get out, get out!"

Yu Shu looked at her in astonishment and saw the tears in the corners of her eyes.

She regained her senses and pushed back the door she had just opened, "If you don't want Li Qingming to find out, don't shout."

Jiang Feng's eyes were red, "It's none of my business, she doesn't dare to do anything to me!"

Yu Shu's eyes sank slightly, and he just looked at her quietly.

Jiang Feng looked back fiercely.

Yu Shu looked at her for a while, saw her eyes gradually soften, then gently grabbed her wrist, took the Zhen Guo Sword from her hand, and threw it in front of the window.

She said lightly, "Yes, they won't do anything to you, they will only scold me."

Jiang Feng opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

"You made me angry first," Jiang Feng said, "You know I can't hear people scolding her."

"You scolded her openly, but stabbed me secretly," she said, "I don't like you, why do you scold me? Let me tell you, next time I will turn my back on you."

With his back against the door, Yu Shu relaxed his body when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "Flip?"

Seeing her expression, Jiang Feng became even more upset, "Yu Shu, I don't provoke you, and you don't provoke me either."

"As long as I don't like you, you have no right to control what I like, let alone stab me," she warned, "You are just a courtier, don't overstep."

"Since Zhen Guojian is in my hands, whether to keep it or not is my business, you have no right to control it, understand?"

The smile on Yu Shu's face faded again.

After looking at each other for a while, Yu Shu said calmly, "Then let go first, and don't press on me."

Jiang Feng let go immediately, without any regrets.

She grabbed the Zhen Guojian and sat back beside the bed, "My lord is about to go to bed, please step back."

The blood on Zhen Guo's sword did not fade as before, but became more vivid.

The long sword floated quietly in place, the bright blood dripped, and the whole sword was full of disobedience.

Jiang Feng looked at the bright blood for a long time, but she didn't intend to fade away.

For some reason, Jiang Feng had the urge to cry.

She is bleeding.

There was the sound of a door closing behind him.

Yu Shu left.

The next day.

Outside the new carriage, Ye Jin calmed down and was a little surprised to see Jiang Feng, "This is it?"

Jiang Feng sat down expressionlessly, "Zhen Guojian."

Yu Shu didn't seem to have slept well, leaning against the window at this moment, quietly closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Xu Xia: "Why is there blood? Why don't you wash it off?"

"It's not as good as last time!" she condemned.

Jiang Feng was silent, "It can't be washed off."

Li Qingming was wearing a bamboo hat, and when he heard the words, he stretched out his head to look, "Yes, that's what I saw yesterday."

After a while, Zhao Xiang came late.

Finally climbed into the car, she showed a surprised expression, "You didn't sleep last night and went out to kill someone? Why didn't you wash it off?"

Jiang Feng had no expression on his face, "Yeah, I chased Yu Shu for a long time yesterday and chopped it all up, it was all her blood."

Yu Xiaoshu, who was being chased for a long time by the window, "..."

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