History of Yongwu

Lexing Temple

Qin Yu just stood under the corridor, looked at the scene in front of him, and was stunned in shock. His Royal Highness Jin Wang, who was always indifferent, didn't know what to say at this moment.

"Kong Shi" Qin Yu finally came back to his senses, pointed at him and said, "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in Dongyang? Also...why don't you wear clothes?"

General Kong Shi, with a burly figure, knelt there like a hill, the key point was his upper body. His Royal Highness King Jin shivered for him as he felt the cold wind in late autumn.

"Apologize for the future"

"What about your wattle?" Qin Yu rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Come in."

Kong Shi is tall and mighty, even taller than Wang Meng from a distance, but his brain is not working properly. Qin Yu wonders if the bigger he grows, the more stupid he becomes.

"Tell me, what trouble did you get into again?" Qin Yu asked as he sat down and glanced at him.

The Kong family and Kong Shi were both single-handedly promoted by Qin Yu. Since Kong Shi came to his command, there was never a time when he did not avoid trouble, but Kong Shi was extremely loyal and brave in battle. I trust and love Kong Shi very much from the bottom of my heart.

"Prince" Kong Shi touched the ground with his head, and the ground trembled three times. He blamed himself and said, "Kong Qing colluded with assassins and assassinated the prince. It is the last general who is not strict in discipline. Please punish the prince."

He and Kong Qing are brothers, they were originally concubines of the Kong family, and the king of Jin valued them, so they were able to reuse them. He was promoted to be the deputy general of the northern border, and Kong Qing has always followed the king of Jin. As a general guard, he was extremely honored .

"Do you know about Kong Qing?" Qin Yu asked directly.

"The last general doesn't know, if the last general knows, how can he let them assassinate?" Kong Shi looked at King Jin.

"The king believes in you." Kong Shi looks like a general, with a pair of big round eyes staring at his face, with a bandit air, Qin Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, waved his hand and said, "Okay, get up quickly, put on your clothes , what do you look like, how do the court ministers treat this king's general?"

"The last general didn't let anyone see him. When people came, the last general hid behind the pillar and knelt down," Kong Shi muttered softly.

His Royal Highness King Jin rolled his eyes, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, why his two favorite generals are either a fool like Wang Meng or a big fool like Kong Shi.

"I don't want it next time, you don't think it's embarrassing, but this king doesn't think so."

"Yes"

There was a moment of silence in the hall, Qin Yu thought of Kong Qing in the prison, sighed, and looked at Kong Shi again.

"You didn't intercede for Kong Qing. That's fine. Remember that anyone who betrays the state of Jin will die without pity. This king will not forgive him."

"I will understand." Kong Shi lowered his head, his nose was a little red, after all, he was his younger brother since he was a child.

Qin Yu couldn't bear it a little bit, and said to him, "Go and see him, and then go back to Dongyang, the king will leave his whole body."

"Thank you, my lord." Kong Shi wiped his tears and went out, his footsteps thumping in the hallway.

Three days later, Lexing Hall

"My lord, Wu Zian has already surrendered, and the leader is here again." Li Han bowed.

Qin Yu glanced at it, frowned slightly, and motioned to take it down, "How about Fan Wentian's house?"

"Hearing about Wu Zian's identity, Miss Fan committed suicide by committing suicide. Fan Xiang was very sad. Fan's family handled Miss Fan's funeral in a low-key manner. Wu Zian left a daughter who is now in Fan's residence."

Qin Yu nodded, thought for a while and said, "This king knows."

"Little Fuzi" Qin Yu suddenly said, "Let the prime minister draw up an imperial edict, promote Fan Xingyan as Shangqing, and order Deng Guangji, the prefect of Jinliang, to concurrently serve as the order of Daliang."

"Yes"

"Li Han, you go with Xiao Fuzi and tell Fan Xiang his condolences."

"The Last General Takes Order"

The two retreated, Qin Yu sat in the hall and meditated, Wu Zian's matter had nothing to do with Fan Wentian, he knew in his heart, after all, if Fan Wentian was really from Wu, he wouldn't be where he is today, but he doesn't express his opinion on this matter, I'm afraid the old Xiangguo Antagonism really came out of grief and fear.

Traitors always emerge in endlessly, and we have to guard against them.

A gust of cool wind blew in from outside the door, and the weather suddenly turned cold. Qin Yu, who was not very good at all, repeated the wind and cold, and his body felt cold. He couldn't read the official documents sickly, so he got up and lay down on the soft couch in the inner room.

"My lord..."

Qin Yu was still in a haze, and when he saw the figure in front of him, he became energetic all of a sudden.

"The humble official offended" Zhao Zhiping quickly knelt down.

"Mr." Qin Yu regained his composure, sat up and asked, "Why are you here, sir?"

"Wu Zian's confession of Wu Guo's detailed works, I have already seized all of them, and I have come back to report them. I didn't want to scare the prince. I have committed a crime."

"Nothing." Qin Yu waved his hands and asked with a smile, "Is there any news about the assassin?"

"No..." Zhao Zhiping shook his head, now it seems that this assassin really has nothing to do with Wu Guo, but they are just using each other.

"If he doesn't show up, Jinliang can't keep blocking it. Maybe the assassin has already escaped, and now he has no worries. Guanzhong is the most important thing. Get ready, sir, and go to Liang'an with Nangong Xun as soon as possible."

"The humble minister takes orders"

Zhao Zhiping resigned, and when he was leaving, he ran into Xiao Fuzi outside the hall. Xiao Fuzi was stunned when he saw him, and quickly walked into the hall.

"Lord"

"I'm back." Qin Yu picked up the teacup as a signal, and Xiao Fuzi poured a cup of tea for him. He picked it up and said, "Go tell the commanders on duty outside, and each of you will get the ten army sticks, so that they will remember what I said."

"Yes"

Xiao Fuzi retreated carefully. The assassin incident in the Jin Kingdom had actually pushed King Jin's suspicion to the extreme. He suddenly thought of Mo'er in the harem. King Jin's eyes on Mo'er had already turned cold that day.

Zhuo Qingfeng stood by the window and carefully looked outside. This is the Jin Palace, but the Jin Palace is huge. Since he is still injured, it is impossible to assassinate the Jin King. After Dongyang and Jingshan's assassinations, Jin Wang must have strengthened all his guards, especially around himself.

Dong dong, there were two knocks on the door, and a person outside said softly, "Brother Zhuo"

"Le Zhan"

The door was half opened, Le Zhan smiled at him, walked in quickly, and handed him the things in his hand, "I told the imperial doctor that I hurt my arm, this is medicine"

"Thank you." Zhuo Qingfeng took the things and gave him a slight smile.

Zhuo Qingfeng was very handsome, with sharp eyebrows and handsome eyes, full forehead, a heroic demeanor, and a smile as bright as the sun, which made Le Zhan's mind shake.

"Brother Zhuo" Le Zhan lowered his head slightly, a little ashamed of himself, "Do you have any grudge against King Jin?"

"What?" Zhuo Qingfeng sat down and looked at him, "You like King Jin?" In the past two days, he also knew Le Zhan's identity.

"No" Le Zhan answered very simply, even though it was the truth, he wanted Zhuo Qingfeng to know "I just want to know" and he lowered his head again.

"Yes, I have a deep blood feud with the Qin family," Zhuo Qingfeng said firmly.

There is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, so you dare to stand up with your sword? He has no blood and deep hatred, but he also hates King Jin. At this moment, Le Zhan understood why he would save such a dangerous person.

"Oh"

"You have a grudge against King Jin too," Zhuo Qingfeng said suddenly, otherwise why save him.

Le Zhan looked at the palm of his hand and said nothing. Too much fear made him dare not express the hatred in his heart, even though this person was also King Jin's enemy.

"Otherwise, how could such a good scholarly family be reduced to this?" Zhuo Qingfeng sighed lightly.

Le Zhan listened to the sound of scholarly family, trembled all over, and shrank back a bit, as if he didn't dare to get close to Zhuo Qingfeng.

"My lord, the lord has passed on your message to you" came the voice of the palace man, Le Zhan suddenly came back to his senses, and Zhuo Qingfeng saw a deep fright flashing in his eyes.

"Understood, I'll go." He hurriedly got up, straightened his clothes, and hurriedly said something to Zhuo Qingfeng, without daring to look at his expression, he flew away from here.

Zhuo Qingfeng looked at Le Zhan who left in a hurry, and thought of the Jin Wang Chuanzhao, feeling uncomfortable for a while, shook his head, he didn't want to think about it, he was carrying too much hatred, he shouldn't have ripples in his heart.

Le Zhan followed the palace people through the back garden and came to the school grounds. The King of Jin summoned not only him but also all the attendants. The King of Jin was wearing a black cloak and sitting on a chair. .

"Prince Mo'er, colluded with people outside the palace, with evil intentions, I will be executed as an example to others." After Xiao Fuzi finished speaking, he waved his hand to ask someone to push Mo'er up.

Mo'er was weak, and the guards alone could subdue him and drag him to the center of the school field. Mo'er looked at the black figure in front of him and shouted loudly.

"My lord, I didn't, I didn't do anything"

King Jin sat on the chair, tightened his cloak, and without saying a word, the guards tied Mo'er to the stool, tightly bound his hands and feet.

The fear in Mo'er's heart climbed to the extreme, she looked up at King Jin with difficulty, "My lord, I don't know, I don't know anything, I was just sent to the palace, ah..."

There was a scream, accompanied by the sound of the wooden stick falling, Mo'er's voice for help stopped, only screams remained, the crackling plank fell, his voice gradually became lower, his head drooped lifelessly, and sweat dripped all over the floor.

"My lord, Mo'er didn't do anything..." He murmured softly, only he could hear it.

Mo'er's real name is Song Tian, ​​and he was sent to an opera troupe since he was a child. He didn't sing very well but he was good-looking. Before he even got on stage, he was bought by Wu Zian, changed his name, and was sent to Jin Palace after a few days of training.

The fate of opera singers is mostly like this, and Mo'er has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he doesn't feel wronged. Moreover, King Jin treats him very well, speaks softly, and even teaches him to write.He didn't have the eccentricities that the troupe brother said, and he didn't torture him, so he was very grateful to Jin Wang and liked Jin Wang very much.

But Wu Zian obviously has nothing to do with him, why did he beat him, he obviously didn't do anything.

The murmur gradually disappeared, and Mo'er could no longer feel the pain, snap!Another stick fell heavily, Mo'er's head drooped completely, the guard withdrew his hands, stepped forward to probe, then turned around and knelt on the ground.

"Little Fuzi, go back." King Jin stood up, wrapped his cloak tightly, and left the school grounds.

The school grounds were silent, the guards silently carried away the dead Mo'er, and the surrounding young masters avoided it, it was unknown who was the first to leave, and soon the school grounds were empty without a single person.

Le Zhan's legs trembled, and he almost fell when he took a step, "Master, are you okay?" The maid supported him, but she was actually pale.

"Go back" Le Zhan straightened up, hurried back in a panic.Brother Zhuo, I want to see you, I'm so scared!

The door was opened suddenly, Zhuo Qingfeng subconsciously drew his sword, saw that it was Le Zhan, and heaved a sigh of relief, just about to speak, Le Zhan ran over, tightly holding his arms.

"I have a grudge against King Jin, Brother Zhuo, I have a grudge against King Jin"

Looking into his eyes, Le Zhan finally couldn't restrain the fear in his heart, buried himself in Zhuo Qingfeng's chest and cried out.

"I didn't want to be King Jin's attendant, but..." Le Zhan grabbed his lapel, sobbing in his voice.

Some fears bring despair, that's what happened to him, Zhuo Qingfeng listened to his narration, raised his arm, and stopped an inch above his shoulder without dropping it.

"I didn't dare, so... I agreed"

The palm finally fell down, Zhuo Qingfeng hugged him gently, and whispered for a long time, "I kill King Jin, and you will be free."

This is not impulsiveness, Zhuo Qingfeng thought very clearly, at this moment he really wanted to kill King Jin, even without Qin's blood feud.

Gently raising his head, Le Zhan could see the smile on the corner of Zhuo Qingfeng's mouth through tears, and he kissed the smiling lips suddenly, pouring out all his tenderness.

Lexing Temple

There were five small stoves in the small room, and it was as hot as a steamer. Little Fuzi was sweating on his forehead, and His Royal Highness Prince Jin was still lying there, wrapped in a blanket.

"My lord Nangong Priest asks for an audience," Xiao Fuzi replied sweating profusely.

"come in"

Nangong Yuliang entered the door, slightly stunned by the heat wave, looking forward, King Jin was half leaning on the couch, covering him with a blanket and looking at him.

"Why did your lord kill Mo'er?"

"My father-in-law killed a young master, do I still need to report to you?" Qin Yu said in a displeased tone, and he might explain a few words in an accommodating manner, but now that he feels uncomfortable, he doesn't want to say a word.

"Then Mo'er is only in his teens!" Nangong Yuliang was choked out of breath, and her voice became louder.

"Nangong Yuliang, I don't need you to tell me how to do things, so get out of here." As his voice rose, Qin Yu became even more irritable.

"You're just..."

"Get out of this king!"

Qin Yu didn't want to look at him, so he simply asked the guards to carry Priest Nangong out. A chill came over him, and he lay down in a daze.

"Little Fuzi, pass on your order. No one in the back garden is allowed to communicate with outside the palace. Without my king's order, you are not allowed to leave the palace. If you find out, you will be killed immediately."

"Yes"

"Command everyone well, so that no one else dies"

King Jin's voice was much lower, Xiao Fuzi approached slightly, saw that King Jin had closed his eyes, his face was flushed sickly, shook his head, and he left quietly.

guest house

Nangong Xun was waiting in the courtyard, when he saw Nangong Yuliang entering the door, he frowned and asked, "What did you do?"

"I..." Nangong Yuliang opened his mouth and remembered his father's warning.

Nangong Yuliang looked at his father silent for a while, then lowered his head and said, "Father, King Jin killed innocent people indiscriminately. I don't ask and don't hear about it. You didn't teach me since I was a child."

"In this palace, no one is innocent," Nangong Xun said without any expression on his face.

"But he's just a boy, he didn't do anything"

"He just happened to not do anything yet." Nangong Xun sat aside, with a seriousness that Nangong Yuliang had never seen before, "When Wu Zian sent him into the palace, his fate was already doomed."

"But..." Nangong Yuliang was a little confused, "This is wrong"

"Indeed, there may be innocent people in this world, but there are no innocent things. If it is true, everyone is innocent in this world, everyone!"

Everyone Nangong Yuliang suddenly wanted to question his father, does this include King Jin?He is innocent, or the perpetrator.