Yunhao's lips were chapped and his face was unnaturally flushed.
The high fever made him comatose again.
If he didn't find a doctor, the prodigy might die.
Changsun Wuji worked hard to drip the melted snow water into Yunhao's mouth, and could not delay any longer.
The two shreds of wolf meat that I stuffed into my mouth that morning were still in my mouth.
There was only a little bit of snow water, and Yunhao could barely swallow it.
Pushing aside the stone blocking the entrance of the cave, a biting cold wind choked Changsun Wuji's mouth.
Changsun Wuji quickly shut his mouth and took a while to regain his breath.
He picked up Yun Hao and tied it tightly on his back with a belt.
I swayed from side to side and felt that it did not affect my walking.
Without the war horse, the only way left is to rely on two legs.
Changsun Wuji was not sure at all whether he could get out of this mountain.
It wasn't snowing, but the cold wind blew the snow foam off the top of the mountain and hit my face, which was very painful.
Changsun Wuji looked at the sun and walked towards the north step by step.
I don’t know how far I can go, but I’ll keep going if I can.
The cold wind in the mountains mercilessly swallowed up all the warmth.
The north wind blowing on the face is no different from being cut by a knife.
Changsun Wuji regretted that he should have used the she-wolf's skin to make a mask.
If that were the case, I would not suffer this sin.
There was a lone wolf at the mountain pass looking at Changsun Wuji who was walking with difficulty.
Changsun Wuji ignored the presence of the wolf and continued on his journey.
The two sides met on a narrow road at the pass, and neither of them had any intention of giving way.
One wants to eat Changsun Wuji to pay homage to the five internal organs temple where he has been owed wages for many days, and the other wants to use a wolf skin as a mask.
The conflict between the two sides was irreconcilable, so armed conflict broke out.
No matter how sharp the wolf fangs are, they are no match for Heng Dao.
Changsun Wuji won the victory without any suspense, and Changsun Wuji relieved Yunhao.
The bright red wolf blood was steaming and dripped into Yunhao's mouth.
Yunhao took a few sips and seemed unable to drink it.
Changsun Wuji shook his head helplessly and swallowed the still warm blood.
You must add some calories to yourself while it's hot, it won't take long.
The biting cold wind will make the wolf's body harder than stone, of course, while the body is not frozen hard.
Changsun Wuji got himself a wolf-skin mask.
Although the workmanship was a bit rough, it was quite post-modern in style.
The sun sets in the west.
The wind started to blow again.
First, the snow particles on the ground were slowly rolling, and then they turned into a white snow dragon.
Thousands or tens of thousands of snow dragons gathered together.
There was a white-haired wind all over the sky.
Changsun Wuji knew that he had to find a shelter from the wind quickly, otherwise he would be frozen into a snow sculpture by the white-haired wind.
Turning around the foot of the mountain, Changsun Wuji's eyes immediately became wet.
There is a city ahead, a small county seat standing there.
Then it is not a county town, but a hope of survival.
After shouting "ah" and "ah" twice, Changsun Wuji realized that he was speechless.
After running a few steps, I slipped into a squat, then got up and continued running.
Changsun Wuji couldn't stop saying "ah".
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I don't know when, but Changsun Wuji seemed to have lost his ability to speak.
Suddenly there was the sound of rapid horse hooves in the cold wind.
Changsun Wuji turned around and saw a dozen knights running towards him with their horses and whips raised.
When it was over, Changsun Wuji closed his eyes in pain. ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊ ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊ ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊ ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊ Yang Jian opened his eyes.
He was so angry about what happened last night that he couldn't sleep for half the night.
I slept a little this morning.
Through the mulberry paper, the blue sky light was already reflected on the window.
Today is not a great meeting, but Yang Jian is planning to hold one.
Deposing Prince Yang Guang is Yang Jian's only idea now.
"Dugu mistakenly set up such a ruthless thing on me.
This is to destroy the foundation of my Yang family," Yang Jian muttered through gritted teeth.
If possible, he would like to chop this unfilial son twice.
"Father, that's not the case.
It's just a woman.
A woman like Mrs.
Xuanhua is not worthy of my father's respect."
Yang Guang took over the words and turned around from behind the pillar.
"Why are you here?"
Yang Jian pointed at Yang Guang and his finger was trembling.
What was Yang Guang doing?
Why did he appear in his bedroom?
"My father is sick, so as a son, he should naturally try medicine and serve his food.
I founded the country with filial piety in the Sui Dynasty, couldn't I do something wrong?"
Yang Guang walked to Yang Jian's bed and stared at his father.
There was no trace of father-son friendship in his eyes, only cold cruelty.
"What are you going to do?
Come quickly."
Yang Jian pointed at Yang Guang and saw his son approaching.
Yang Jian shouted immediately.
Several eunuchs quickly appeared outside the door.
These eunuchs entered the dormitory and immediately isolated Yang Jian and his son.
But the strange thing is that they did not face Yang Guang, but Yang Jian.
"Come out, didn't you tell your father that I was rude to you, Mrs.
Xuanhua?"
Yang Guang waved behind him, and a beautiful woman came in from the door.
It was Mrs.
Xuanhua who cried to Yang Jian last night.
At this time, Mrs.
Xuanhua's face was flushed and she was smiling brightly.
When she walked to Yang Guang's side, she was pulled into his arms by Yang Guang.
Mrs.
Xuanhua immediately fell into her arms and gave Yang Guang a big wink.
"Come boldly and capture this traitor!"
Yang Jian's eyes almost burst out with fire.
This boy actually dared to tease his concubine in front of her.
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This is a rebellion
"Father, please stop yelling.
I have sent the Zhongxing Order to the Royal Garden for burial.
It seems that no one here will listen to your will anymore."
Mrs.
Xuanhua's face turned red, and her eyes were full of longing. meaning.
This is the same Mrs.
Xuanhua who knelt and cried in front of Yang Jian last night.
"Ah boy, don't you want to rebel because you don't care about the family ties between father and son?
Do you know that what you sow will reap the fruits?"
Yang Jian was no longer angry.
As an experienced politician, he already knew what Yang Guang was going to do today.
Calling Yang Guang's nickname, Yang Jian also wanted to regain some blood ties and at least give himself a way out.
"Shut up."
Yang Guangda pulled hard, and Mrs.
Xuanhua's bust was torn off.
Mrs.
Xuanhua screamed and tried to block it with her hands, but Yang Guang grabbed her hair.
"Just for such a bitch, you actually want to destroy Gu.
Today Gu is standing here, you can show me that you are useless.
Your Renshou Palace has long been Gu's world.
Except for one Zhongxing Order, but Zhongxing Order has become The peonies are fertilizing her.
He is worthy of his loyalty if he is an eunuch."
Yang Guang pulled back Mrs.
Huan Hua's hair while the poor woman protected her head with her hands.
He didn't dare to cry or scream, for fear of angering Yang Guang and turning him into a flower.
"Can I pass the throne to you now?"
Yang Jian closed his eyes in pain.
The person he hated most now was not Yang Guang.
It was Dugu Jialuo, the Queen of Documents who had been lost for a long time.
It was she who suggested to him that he should depose the prince Yang Yong to a commoner and establish such a jackal as the prince.
Now this jackal has sharp teeth and claws.
He not only shows his teeth but also bites people.
"You don't need to tell me, I can call you me today.
Yu Wenshu has taken over the city defense, and Yang Su is standing at the door of Renshou Palace.
I want to see who can come to save you.
Oh, I forgot, now I should call you me."
Yang Guang pushed the naked Mrs.
Xuanhua away.
If he didn't have something important to do today, he would have done this bitch in front of Yang Jian.
"What on earth are you planning to rebel against and kill the king?
The blood of the emperor has been seen in the world, and the world is blazing with drought and plagues.
In June, locusts leave no grass behind.
Do you really dare to risk the world's disapproval for your own sake?"
The family affection is gone As a result, Yang Jian could only rely on the intimidation of gods and ghosts.
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"What can I do if I don't do anything?
My father has been tired for a while.
It's time to take a rest."
Yang Guang said and waved his hand, and the eunuchs rushed over.
He pushed Yang Jian onto the low couch and laid hands on his hands and feet.
Just as Yang Jian was about to yell, the soaked cloth covered Yang Jian's face piece by piece.
Looking at his father's body that was constantly twitching and convulsing, Yang Guang said with a ferocious smile: "Father, you are tired and it's time to rest.
Oh, by the way, you don't have to see blood to kill.
Keep your blood of the emperor."
After saying that, he turned around and left Yang Jian's bedroom.
The moment his feet stepped over the threshold, Yang Jian's legs kicked violently Yang Yong was very excited.
This was the first time that his father Yang Jian called him into the palace after he was deposed.
Thinking about the time when he climbed up a tree and called his father to see him but couldn't, and was told by Yang Su that he was insane.
His excitement was even more uncontrollable.
He could finally see his father again, and his grievances could finally be avenged.
Excited heart, trembling hands.
Yang Yong could barely walk, and he didn't even know he had taken a turn.
Yang Su stood in front of the palace gate, and Yang Yongyong was startled.
This old bastard belongs to Yang Guang.
What is he doing standing here?
Could it be that he was called here today to "Pu She" Yang Yong calmed down and bowed to Yang Su.
"Yeah."
Yang Su accepted the gift with a sting, and didn't say anything in reply.
He just said a soft "um" in his nose as an answer.
Yang Yong suddenly felt that something was wrong.
If Yang Jian called him into the palace, Yang Su would not dare to be so rude to him.
"What are you going to do?"
Yang Yong turned around and wanted to run away, but before he could turn around, he was held down by the guards behind him.
"Bring it in."
Yang Su's words were extremely cold.
After saying this, he went straight into the palace.
The guards behind him had already scooped Yang Yong in like a chicken.
"Yun Qing, help me."
Yang Yong saw that the guard here was Yun Dingxing, the father of his concubine Yun Zhaoxun.
He immediately asked for help from his father-in-law, who usually treated him with respect.
"Hmph" Yun Dingxing didn't even bother to pay attention to Yang Yong, and even killed his own grandson.
What does this useless son-in-law mean?
"No one can save you, go in.
Don't lose the royal dignity."
Yang Su came back to his senses and said coldly.
The guard then gave Yang Yong an old punch, which almost knocked out Yang Yong's intestines.
The wailing Yang Yong immediately fell silent and allowed the two guards to drag him into the imperial city.
In front of Renshou Palace, Yang Guang stood on the steps and looked down at his brother.
"My father is dead.
Brother, let's go in and take a look."
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Yang Guang waved his hand casually, his demeanor looking like a guy whose father had just died.
"You actually killed the king?"
Yang Yong pointed at Yang Guang with trembling hands.
If he didn't know that Yang Jian's death was related to Yang Guang, his more than 40 years of life would have been in vain.
"So what?
Do you still want to avenge your father?
Well, I'll give you a chance.
Come and give him the knife.
Let him avenge his father and be a good son."
Yang Guang said to the guard beside him with a smile.
Yang Guang, as the general manager of Yangzhou, led his army to conquer Jiankang.
How many times have I risked my own arrows to kill enemy generals?
And the deposed prince Yang Yong spent his whole day hanging out with powerless literati like Ming Kerang, Yao Cha, and Lu Kaiming.
Yang Guang was confident that even with half the weight of his elder brother, he could easily defeat him.
"Yang Guang, you are still not a human being.
You have conspired to commit regicide, and now you want to commit fratricide.
No wonder people say that the most ruthless emperor is the emperor's family, and you are standing here alone.
If you dare, kill your own eldest brother with a knife."
At the end of the day, Yang Yong became hardened.
Extending one's head is a sword, and shrinking one's head is also a sword.
Since the way of life has been cut off, it is better to be a bachelor.
When writing the history of later generations, it can also be written more impassionedly.
Yang Guang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the cowardly elder brother would still have this chance.
He reached out and pulled out the horizontal knife from the guard's waist, dragging it down the steps.
Taking a step forward, the horizontal knife hit the steps.
The sound of metal rubbing against stone was like a reminder.
Yang Yong swallowed.
Although his legs were shaking as if he were playing the pipa, he still insisted on standing firm and prevented himself from collapsing on the ground.
The brothers faced each other, Yang Guang stared into Yang Yong's eyes.
From the eldest brother's eyes, he saw panic, fear and a hint of anger.
But I didn’t see the spirit of blood and courage.
It was obvious that this eldest brother would not risk his life no matter what.
"Ha" Yang Guang waved his sword and tried to strike.
Yang Yong was startled and his legs immediately lost strength.
His body went limp and he collapsed on the ground.
"Why do the Yang family have such a thing like you?"
Yang Guang kicked the speechless Yang Yong to the ground.
Yang Yong lay on the ground, hating his body.
He very much wanted to show how strong he was, how he was not afraid of danger, and how he showed his composure even when the sword or ax was thrown at him.
But I thought in my heart, but my body couldn’t.
"Get him a drink of poisonous wine, hurry up.
It's annoying to watch."
Seeing the cowardly elder brother, Yang Guang waved his hand distractedly.
A man in his forties doesn't even have the guts.
How are you qualified to govern this huge country?
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The guards who looked like tigers and wolves rushed forward, and a general with a sinister smile on his face picked up a pot of poisonous wine.
Lifting the lid of the pot, he aimed it at Yang Yong's mouth and poured it down.
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