Chu Qiao's Biography: The Sound of the Flute Outside the Great Wall

The bustling and prosperous Chang'an City in the past was covered with blood overnight, and the majestic imperial palace was filled with a thick and bloody atmosphere.

It is well known that Yan Shicheng, Marquis of Dingbei, was beheaded for treason, but today, Yan Xun, the son of Yanbei, is going to plead guilty by identifying the corpse of the traitor on Jiuyoutai.

A woman in a bright red dress with black silk and her waist tied into a bun, wearing a bamboo hat half-hidden her face, with a jade flute on her waist and a long knife in her hand, led a horse into Chang'an City, A different attire from the Central Plains caught people's attention, and the breeze lifted the bamboo hat and tulle, only to see that the woman's eyes with willow eyebrows were full of heroism, and there was a cold murderous look in her eyes.

She went into an inn and went straight upstairs, and found the room that she had agreed with her.

The woman knocked on the door, waiting for an answer.

Zhong Yu and Feng Mian, who were waiting in the room, heard the knock on the door and immediately raised their vigilance and defense, holding the sword in their hands tightly, Zhong Yu asked, "The sound of the flute outside the Great Wall is cold."

The man replied: "Spring is in the mountains."

Zhong Yu smiled when he heard the answer from the outsider, got up and opened the door, and a woman in red in front of her showed her face.

"Your Excellency is Lord Hou's informant, Zhong Yu, the general of Xia Yanbei, this is Feng Mian, the prince's servant."

The woman smiled, and her tone was flat and unmoving: "The Yanbei spy killer, Su Duwei."

Su Duwei is a master spy who Yan Shicheng stayed in Yanbei to sit in the town. In order to prevent himself from being invaded by other countries in the future, Yan Shicheng will ask Zhong Yu to wake up Su Duwei and ask her to help Yan Xun protect the country. Yanbei territory.Su Duwei is a spy who was raised in a secret mansion since he was a child. He is the sharpest knife in Yan Shicheng's hands and also his last hope.

"Ms. Su must have traveled all the way to come here in two days, but we have to trouble the girl because of the emergency." Zhong Yu poured her a cup of tea, "Now the son is locked in a prison, and tomorrow he will be in Jiuyou Terrace. pleaded guilty."

"Let's clarify the situation first."

.......

Zhong Yu Fengmian told Su Duwei about the general situation and hoped that she could bring about a turnaround for this matter. Su Duwei only found it ridiculous when he heard the cause of the incident. The Hou Ye killed them all.

"Tomorrow I will go to Jiuyou Terrace to find out the situation, and you will wait for my news."

"Jiuyou Terrace? That's an important place for the imperial palace, how do you get in?" Feng Mian was puzzled.

Su Du slightly hooked his lips and smiled: "If I can't even break into the little palace, Lord Hou won't let me be the savior."

Late at night, Yan Xun in the prison looked at the moonlight penetrating into the corner of the wall and felt extremely sad. His heart ached like a knife but he was powerless to watch his relatives being destroyed by Tu Jiaguo, and his beloved girl suffering from the prison together with him. Full of self-blame and remorse, like vines growing wildly, tightly gripped into Yan Xun's heart.

After tomorrow's sunrise, everyone's fate will change.

The next day, Jiuyou Terrace of the Imperial Palace was very lively. All the prestigious ministers and ministers in Chang’an City came. , all faces are ugly and ambitions are fully revealed, watching the decline of the Yan family playing tricks of gloating at other people's misfortunes is really irritating.

Su Duwei disguised himself as one of the sentry guards, and stood in the audience witnessing the disaster.

The bell tower of the Great Wei Palace rang heavily, and the bronze bell was struck again and again by the golden pillars. The sound echoed fiercely in the palace, 36 times, a total of 36 times.

The time has come, and the jailer is pressing Yan Xun, who is wearing a fine attire but covered in dust and scars, and the embarrassed woman in black to enter the arena.

Yanbei is a battleground for military strategists and has become a piece of fat in the mouths of these hungry wolves. Every family in Chang'an hopes that the family can occupy Yanbei and become the master of the territory. Wei Shuyou Zhao Xifeng is the ugliest face. With a frivolous smile, he booed and executed Yan Xun and Chu Qiao as soon as possible.

"The time has come, please execute Yan Shizi."

Yan Xun, who was at a disadvantage, had no power to fight back. Yu Wenhuai repeatedly forced Yan Xun to open the golden box on the stage to identify the corpse. Yan Xun struggled step by step and crawled forward, eyes blurred by dust and tears, like a beast With a helpless roar, looking at the bones of his relatives who are still cold but unable to avenge them, his heart is burning with pain and fever, and he punches and kicks the soldiers to besiege him with all his strength. However, there were so many people, he staggered a few steps, was shot by a bow and arrow and hit his back hard with a halberd, and fell down heavily, unconscious.

In an instant, the ground was covered with blood and corpses were in disarray. No one knew that Yan Bei's son was raised in Chang'an City since he was a child. its depth.But at this moment, seeing the brute force and vigor of the young man fighting back like a wild wolf running wild and desperately resisting, even Yu Wenyue, a calm and calm person, couldn't help but feel a chill behind him.

"I'll test it!"

Su Duwei had no choice but to hold back his anger, and Yu Wenyue tried to save the siege several times to no avail, but Bai Sheng was waiting.

The charm is still there. Wearing a white dress with a simple and elegant hair bun, her wide sleeves are like clouds and she walks in the wind. She has a feminine temperament. Standing in a crowd of men, she does not lose her masculinity at all. Her words are sonorous and steady. .

Bai Sheng slowly walked up to Jiuyou Terrace and walked to Yan Xun's side. The woman carefully hugged Yan Xun with tender eyes, pulled out the bow and arrow from his back to comfort him, and said softly, "Xun'er..."

"Mother, why, what happened!"

"Xun'er," the woman asked softly as she wiped away the blood and dirt from the scars on Yan Xun's face with her wide white sleeves, "Do you trust your father?"

Yan Xun choked with sobs: "I believe."

"Then don't ask why," the woman hugged Yan Xun lightly and murmured in his ear, her eyes flicked across the door of the seat like a torch, and said softly: "In this world, not everything can be explained clearly, just like a tiger eating a wolf." If the wolf eats the rabbit, it is also unreasonable for the rabbit to eat grass.”

She smiled lightly and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Xun'er, don't cry, the children of the Yan family bleed but not cry."

"The ones above are my husband, son, daughter, and my relatives. In this world, there is no other person more qualified to do this than me."

Bai Sheng stepped up the steps steadily, the wind swept across her shoulders and her long hair fluttered, she opened the box for an autopsy without any surprise, Yan Xun fell into a pool of blood and screamed helplessly.

The woman's words were clanging and her name was autopsyed. The fine lines at the corners of her eyes could not hide her grief. She staggered but never fell down. Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes. Her eyes were as gentle as water, and her words were as soft as talking with relatives.

"These are all soldiers from Yanbei. They have betrayed the Lord and the country. They are traitors and traitors. Mr. Yuwen, you should execute them!"

Behind Yu Wenhuai, several young masters sneered, each of them disapproving.

"Execution!"

Yu Wenhuai waved his hands with a vicious look in his eyes, and dozens of gold boxes were thrown into the bronze cauldron fire and disappeared instantly. Yan Xun's eyes turned red instantly, his throat let out a muffled low cry, and his veins protruded.

Bai Sheng suddenly looked back at the raging fire in the cauldron, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she smiled at Yan Xun.

"Xun'er, live well..."

As soon as the words were finished, the woman slammed into the bronze tripod headlong, bloody and bloody, with a swift stride.

"Mother!"

Regardless of the severe pain in his body, Yan Xun climbed to his mother's side step by step, holding Bai Sheng's hand tightly with his blood-stained hand, crying loudly: "Father, brother and sister have left me, and now even mother has to leave Xun Is it a child? Why!"

Bai Sheng half-closed his eyes, gasping for comfort: "I used to think that I liked the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, because there is no winter there. I knew I was wrong. In fact, my favorite is Yanbei. Now... I'm going back to find it. They're..."

After finishing speaking, his hands dropped.

In an instant, the dark clouds covered and the wind howled, and the boy on the stage hugged his mother's dead body and wept bitterly, throwing his head up and roaring like a little beast out of control.

"Mother--!!!"

Su Duwei looked at the bloody Yan Xun and felt bitterness in his heart, the misfortune of the family and the country made a person without a reason unlucky, and made everyone unlucky.In her vague memory, Yan Xun should be a sunny, carefree, warm-blooded man, ruthless on the battlefield, swordless and eyeless, it is really not suitable for him to be contaminated.

Overnight, Yanbei Dingbeihou's family was brutally massacred except for the son of Yan Xun who had been hostage in Chang'an all the year round.

On the Jiuyou Terrace, Su Duwei looked at the raging fire in the bronze cauldron, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were blazing red.

She will definitely avenge Yan Xun.

The general situation in Yanbei has passed, and now it has become a treasure land coveted by the elites, but after all, Emperor Wei's pardon of Yan Xun's death crime is a serious problem, and the elites are discussing how to completely get rid of this thorn in their side.

Su Duwei withdrew to the inn to make a long-term plan. Although Zhong Yu and Fengmian had already planned the prison robbery, it was extremely difficult.

"It's too obvious to rob the prison now, and all the powerful people are thinking about the prince."

"How about that?"

Su Duwei raised his hand and touched his chin, thinking left and right, his bright eyes were deep and boundless, and his tone was calm.

"With me here, they don't want to touch the prince."

Chang'an City at night is very quiet, and the footsteps of the watchmen can be heard so quietly.

Su Duwei looked at the moonlit sky, and when she closed her eyes and opened them again, she still felt blood blurred in front of her eyes, which shocked her.As a spy who shouldn't have emotions, she witnessed such a catastrophe, it was like a wound that was already healed was uncovered and scabbed, bleeding and numb.

Whether it is Yan Xun or Yan Bei, Su Duwei vowed to hold on tightly.

The author has something to say:

Too late for an update tonight because there's so much going on! ! !But don't worry, we will continue to update today!The outline has already been written, which is very exciting hahahahaha!Why is the cold-blooded Su Duwei helping Yan Xun so much? If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down!

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