Fu Shiyu looked at Emperor Sui Qing again, his eyes were meaningful, and he said quietly: Your Majesty, can you know this former queen?
Or what do you have to do?
Chapter 98 The Heart of Fengyang City didn't expect it.Manda stood on the towering tower, looked at King Guangling who was tied to the side, and said in a mocking tone: General Dingyuan bravely crowned the three armies, and he was a generation of dragons and tigers, but his descendants were a real breed.King Guangling's expression was calm, ignoring his deliberate provocation, and his eyes looked straight ahead, like two sharp sword lights.We've been at war with you many times, and we're old friends.Manda deliberately accentuated the words of his old friend, and said with a sly smile: I wanted to treat General Dingyuan politely, but the prince of Guangling didn't give face, so we can only be sorry for you.King Guangling's expression was cold, his sharp eyes had no fear of it, he wanted to kill or chop, although he came, if the general was afraid of you, he didn't need you to kill, I should raise my head and ask the ancestors and ancestors for sin.Good!
Manda stroked his palms and laughed, General Dingyuan was really arrogant, and he would rather not give in, and the younger generations admired and admired!
But don't worry, I won't kill you, after all, our original intention was to capture the prince of Guangling alive.A trace of firm coldness flashed in King Guangling's eyes, and he closed his lips very decisively, and Manda noticed something unusual, and hurriedly slammed his fist into King Guangling's face.His hand was extremely heavy, and at the same time that his fist fell, King Guangling even clearly heard the sound of his nose bone breaking, and his facial features seemed to be distorted.Manda withdrew her bloodstained hand, glanced at the Hun next to her, gagged him, and threw it down.I want to see that my Lao Tzu is hanging on the city tower, and the prince of Guangling can still sit.* King Guangling hanged himself on the castle tower all morning, but Chu Yan still did not appear.Hada slowly retracted his gaze, put his hands on his waist, and looked proudly at the rows of people who were tied up in front of him and kneeling on the ground, speaking in a strange accent of Central Plains, and said with a smug face: Hey!
Soft eggs, do you want to live?
The kneeling people were frightened, raised their heads and looked at each other, unable to guess what he meant, and one of them, a thin man with a thin body and a sour and sleek appearance, hesitated to speak, thinking that the villain wanted to beg the adults to spare the lives of the little ones.As he spoke, a few people echoed a few words, but most of them remained silent because they were afraid that there would be fraud in Hada's words.Hada's dangerous eyes swept over the scheming people, and finally settled on the thin man who spoke first, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly picked up a half-fist-sized gravel at his feet and threw it in front of the man.Pick it up.Hada Road.Receiving his fierce gaze, the man was sweating like rain, and his face was pale and he knelt a few steps forward, and picked up the stone on the ground with trembling hands.Stand up.Hada said again.The man got up from the ground in a state of trepidation, his legs flashing as if he were about to fall to his knees again.Looking at his timid and fearful appearance, Hadan was suddenly disgusted, and said impatiently: Come here!
The man's shoulders shook in fright, and he craned his neck and hesitantly approached Hada.Hada, who had been waiting impatiently, jerked at the hem of his shirt, and the man stumbled and almost fell to the ground.After finally standing firm, Hada stretched out his hand and pointed to the figure hanging on the city wall, and threatened: Throw it over.If you throw it right, Lao Tzu will spare your life, if you throw it off the rails, Lao Tzu will take your head.The man's hands trembled when he heard this, and the stone he was holding almost rolled to the ground.He trembled like a violently shaking dustsieve, and the cold sweat on his palms soaked the uneven surface of the gravel.General Dingyuan went to the battlefield with his father at the age of sixteen and protected the border for 30 years, and the Fengyang City, which was closest to the Xiongnu, was taken back by General Dingyuan from the Xiongnu with his own hands.The people in the city spent the years when there was darkness and hell, and they also witnessed the general taking the lead and driving the Xiongnu out of Daqing.On that day, the soles of his feet were dripping with foul blood, the sword and sword shadows flashed in front of his eyes, and the dawn was reappeared in his heart.Fortunately, the general did not disappoint them in the end.Of the ninety-two people in the city, more than 12,000 died, and ninety-two remained.Thousands of heroic souls are cast into splendid rivers and mountains, and the land is unharmed by iron bones.Seeing that he had not moved, Hada frowned and said: If you don't come, you will come for someone else!
As soon as he heard this, the man was instantly excited, and hurriedly said: No, no, no!
My lord, I'm coming, I'm coming!
He regained his countenance, abandoned his conscience, was weak, hesitated, and threw everything heavily.The stone cut through the air in an arched arc, light but precise, carrying the eyes of all eyes, and finally landed on the unusually tall hero with a disheveled head, a gray face.King Guangling was a little prostrate, his arms were sore and numb, he felt as if he had been hit by something, he couldn't help but lower his eyes and look at it, and the stones that fell on the ground rolled into the ditch next to him.Seeing that he was hit, Hada laughed heartily and patted the man on the shoulder, "Let's go."
The man nodded reluctantly, struggled to look at the figure on the upper floor of the city, and finally was overcome by the desire to survive, and rushed towards the outside of Fengyang City.Seeing him let go, the people who had been watching were a little shaken in their hearts.The second woman stood up, holding a child just above her knee.Adult, if I throw it twice, will it be possible for me and the child to live?
The woman asked.Hada narrowed his eyes and readily agreed, yes, as long as you throw it accurately.The woman nodded, and picked up two stones by the side of the road, and she had little strength to miss the first time, but Hada gave her a chance, and said that she could come closer.The second time it was thrown very accurately, it smashed on the face of King Guangling, and the third time it was slightly off the hook and landed on King Guangling's thigh.Hada still let them go.The woman took the child in her arms, and without looking back, hurried away.Three people were released in a row, and the kneeling people began to be eager to try.They hurriedly got up from the ground, looked down from the bird's eye, and saw them kneeling in order.There is a third person, there is a fourth person, there is a fourth person, there is an infinite number of people, old and young, men and women, officials and people, scrambling to be the first and making a mess.When the stones on the ground were robbed, they took off the hairpins on their buns, took off the cloth shoes on their feet, and even took out half of the hard steamed buns that they had been carrying in their arms for a few days.They were like soldiers gathered without slogans, and like hairy rats who smelled oil and poked their heads out of the stinking ditch, staring ahead, their steps scurrying and targeting, their movements uniform, even their expressions were the same.Ying Qi, who was caught in the last step, stared at the crowd of people swarming below, as if he was about to break through the sky, and roared: Fuck beasts!
Lao Tzu killed you!
In the face of life and death, this voice is too insignificant.The heart-rending scream was finally drowned out in the muffled sound that fell on King Guangling like a thunderbolt.King Guangling was mixed with blood and mud, and he looked embarrassed and pathetic, how could he still be like the invincible general in the past.Qing Guogong stood on the city wall with a complicated expression, as if he was looking at another person through that bloody face.Beiqing, this Daqing has finally failed your heart.* Shizi Chongyang looked at the decadent figure standing by the window lattice with great pain, and was faintly worried that this person would not be able to help but rush out.Although the relationship between their father and son is not deep, but blood is thicker than water, and this kind of thing is beyond their control.They were hiding in an inn facing the city tower at the moment, the Huns were burning, ruined, and raging wildly in the city, most of these ruined houses were empty, which also indirectly gave Chu Yan and the ghost rider a chance to lurk.Originally, he planned to act tonight, but he didn't expect that the Xiongnu would suddenly come up with such a ruthless trick, Chongyang grabbed the corner of the table and stared at Chu Yan's back vigilantly, ready to wait for him to lose his mind and rush over, and he would have to stop him even if he lost his mind.After all, as long as a clear-eyed person can see that this is a play specially made for Chu Yan, if Chu Yan goes to save King Guangling, it will be in their arms.Chu Yan was like a stone statue in the desert yellow sand that was blown by the wind and sun, standing motionless in front of the closed window, and his dark eyes fell on the people on the city wall without squinting.At this moment he opened his mouth and muttered hoarsely.I'm sorry, father.This sentence suddenly opened the floodgates of all emotions in Chongyang's heart, and when Tie Han also had tenderness, he couldn't help but silently reddened his eyes.Compared with the hysterical loss of control, this kind of rational calm that suppresses the collapse is actually more tearful.Chongyang suddenly began to miss Fu Gongzi a little.If he is here, he will definitely make the prince feel better.* Emperor Sui Qing sat on the dragon couch and muttered with a wooden face: When I recognized the holy daughter as the holy daughter of Guerzhai, Shiyu's expression was slightly condensed, and he said lightly: Your Majesty is saying that Nan Yao, the queen of the previous dynasty, is the holy daughter of Guerzhai?
Be.Emperor Sui Qing seemed to be caught in a memory, and some faint smile lines appeared on his face.Why did His Majesty know Empress Nan Yao?
A few wrinkles appeared at the corners of Emperor Sui's eyes, like an amiable elder.I've known her since childhood.Hearing this, Feng Changxing's face changed slightly, and he suddenly asked: Do you love her?
Emperor Sui Qing didn't respond, nor did he deny it, but only smiled gently.Feng Changxing asked: Then why did you kill my mother?
Emperor Sui Qing's eyes were misty, and he wondered: Who is your queen mother?
Fang Shu, seal the long road.Emperor Sui Qing, who heard this name, was still at a loss, obviously not remembering who this person was.Feng Changxing looked at his confused eyes, and couldn't help but laugh lowly, his intuition was too ironic and ridiculous.He desperately suppressed his laughter, and said coldly: Daughter of the Duke of Xianguo, the queen who was deposed less than a year after you were canonized.Emperor Sui Qing opened his mouth slightly, and finally came to his senses, but there was no surprise on his face, his expression suddenly became gloomy, and he shouted angrily as if no one was around: Poisonous woman!
She's damned!
The author has something to say: there are two more today.Chapter 99 Suspicious Fu Shiyu wrung his eyebrows, looked at Feng Changxing who was standing aside, and said lightly: Do you know what happened to Your Majesty before?
Feng Changxing pondered for a moment and said: When General Yan had not yet unified the countries, he was the prince of the enemy country, and later returned to Eastern Qin, until the faint monarch of the previous dynasty ascended the throne, and the court was turbulent, he took advantage of the chaos to secretly prepare for an uprising and raise troops to rebel.Sorry too much, that's all I know.Fu Shiyu hummed and looked at Emperor Sui Qing who was sitting on the dragon couch, so since Your Majesty has a heart, why did you want to marry the daughter of the Duke of Xianguo?
Emperor Sui Qing's expression was wooden, and her cloudy eyes were filled with surging killing intent, she killed Nan Yao.Fu Shiyu's eyes were stunned, the empress of the previous dynasty heard that she was burned to death, if according to Emperor Sui Qing, then the arson back then was not nonsense!
Feng Changxing had a gloomy face, my mother was just a deep boudoir back then, how could she have such a great ability to go to the palace to set fires.Emperor Sui Qing muttered: It's her.I saw it with my own eyes.These words seemed to instantly shatter the fortress built in Feng Changxing's heart, and he still stubbornly refused to believe it, staring at Emperor Sui Qing deadly, just wanting to speak.Fu Shiyu suddenly covered the back of his hand and said softly: Since you don't want to hear it, why argue anymore.If you continue to ask, it will only add to your worries.The cold palm seemed to pass through the back of his hand, extinguishing the frustrated fire in his chest, Feng Changxing nodded with a stunned expression, and did not continue to speak.Fu Shiyu withdrew his hand, continued to look at Emperor Sui Qing and asked, "Why was Your Majesty in the palace back then?"
Emperor Sui Qing suddenly fell silent strangely.Fu Shiyu looked at him with a subtle expression, and vaguely guessed a staggering possibility in his mind.This Emperor Qing of Sui wouldn't have given the faint monarch of the previous dynasty a green hat???
Fu Shiyu thought about it and still didn't ask on this topic, after all, the prince was still here, so he simply changed the conversation, so how did His Majesty see the fire set by the queen?
Emperor Sui Qing still didn't speak, Fu Shiyu pondered for a moment, frowned, and said: Your Majesty didn't see the queen set fire, but saw the queen come out of the burning palace, right?
This time, Emperor Sui Qing finally nodded sluggishly.Fu Shiyu can probably sort out the messy entanglements between Emperor Sui Qing and the abolition of the queen back then.When Empress Nanyao was buried in the fire, Emperor Sui Qing saw the abolition queen appear nearby, and he was sure that this thing must be done by the abolition queen, so he deliberately designed to be close to the abolition queen, so that the waste queen who was still a lady in the boudoir fell into his trap step by step, and finally destroyed Feng Changxing's huge power and intricate mother family, forcing the abolition queen to commit suicide in the cold palace.This is somewhat different from what Feng Changxing said that Emperor Sui Qing used his simple temperament to abolish the past for the sake of power, but this is obviously a version closer to the truth.It's just that Fu Shiyu glanced at Feng Changxing, the queen had a holiday with the queen of the previous dynasty?
Feng Changxing shook his head and said in a deep voice: I don't know.Fu Shiyu also expected that he would not know, after all, when these things happened back then, he was not yet born, and after the abolition, he would not mention the affairs of the previous dynasty on weekdays.He re-put his mind back on Emperor Sui Qing and asked: What did the queen and Empress Nanyao have had before?
After all, if you can let a young lady in the boudoir do this kind of murder and arson, there must be some grievance that others don't know.But Emperor Sui Qing shook his head and said: They have a good relationship.Chen also sent his distant cousin, who had always loved him, into the palace to be a maid for the princess.Princess?!
Fu Shiyu's heart was shocked, Chen He knew that he was referring to the abolition of the queen, but the princess He turned his head and looked at Feng Changxing behind him, and saw that he was the same as himself, his expression was surprised, obviously it was the first time he knew about it.After all, in the records of the previous dynasty, it is only mentioned that Empress Nanyao gave birth to a little prince five years after marrying Duanjun, but no one knows that Empress Nanyao also gave birth to a princess that year.Fu Shiyu said solemnly: Your Majesty, this princess was born to Queen Nanyao?
Be.Although Emperor Sui Qing was not sober, he spoke quite neatly, and said slowly: Difficult birth.When I was born, I would cry and laugh, and just after my second birthday, I knew that I was a fool.Idiot?
Fu Shiyu's heart gradually sank, isn't that right?
Did they all die in the fire back then?
He asked.Emperor Sui Qing paused, and then said hoarsely: It's dead.