It is the rainy season, and the drizzle is like silk.
Thousands of people surrounded Ximen Street in Fufeng City, blocking all of Xin Zhuo's way. From the frontier general Zhongwu General Du Rufeng, the prefect Su Xingming, the government officials, the chiefs, the police officers to the children of the four major families, businessmen, Common people, to name a few.
There was a trace of emotion and sadness in all the eyes, as if they were performing a farewell ceremony for a generation of thief kings.
Frankly speaking, after the Fulong Village bandits left, Fufeng Mansion was wiped out of all the bandits and thieves.
Not only that,
Last year, the rebels were defeated, the Hungry Wolf Village, the Menghu Village were destroyed, and the Fulong Village escaped. The secret Qiugong Pavilion and Shuiyue Temple were moved to the capital due to the death of the late emperor. The entire Fufeng Mansion took on a new look, and it can be said that the world is bright and clear. Extremely clear.
The ambition that Su Xingming had when he took office came true, and it was overfulfilled. In the assessment of the imperial officials, a first-class official would probably not be able to get away.
In the past few months, merchants from the north and south frontiers have been coming and going. There are no longer any worries about bandits and bandits on the official roads near Fulong Mountain, and vendors dare to come and go. Therefore, the news from all over the place is very well-informed, and the events in the rivers and lakes are also reported one after another by scattered warriors.
"Jianghu Pursuit" and the news that Duanyang Tower, Shenqiang Villa and the Du family in Yimen were counterattacked and destroyed by Xin Zhuo, because Xin Zhuo was deeply involved with Fufeng Mansion and had a wide audience, it was recounted many times by interested people with added fuel and jealousy. .
This made Xin Zhuo, who had gradually lost his memory, reappear in everyone's mind. If you think about it carefully, in fact, the bandit forces, rebels, and even Qiugong Pavilion and Shuiyue Temple in Fufeng Mansion are inextricably linked to him. relation!
This is the famous thief king of the generation, and he is not running away!
While everyone was feeling emotional, they just hoped that this murderous star wouldn't come back again!
Unexpectedly, last month, news came again that a mysterious government official in the imperial court ordered top masters from various factions to hunt down Xin Zhuo.
Immediately afterwards, the Jiedushi Yamen of Bazhou, the top state, mobilized cavalry and bad guards to find Xin Zhuo's whereabouts. It was ambiguous whether to kill or find Xin Zhuo. Many people could not analyze it, and the situation was a bit confusing.
A mere bandit, even if his martial arts level is extremely high, is still a low-class person. Breaking into such a formation is really eye-catching.
Just two days ago, a merchant passing by Fulong Mountain, who happened to know Xin Zhuo, saw Xin Zhuo being "chased" by a large group of cavalry and masters flying in the sky. He followed him for a long time, and then became excited. Return to the city and preach everywhere——
It is nothing more than that the thief king Xin Zhuo was desperate and fled back to the place where he was born and raised to wait for death. This is human nature and very logical.
This made the people in the city who knew Xin Zhuo full of emotions. A generation of ruthless gangsters and amazingly talented people could not escape death after all!
In the morning, someone saw Xin Zhuo staggering towards the city. The sound of cavalry behind him was loud. Many people excitedly turned around and returned to the city to preach that King Xin Zhuo would die in the city!
So, this is the beginning!
The drizzle is still falling.
"Xin Zhuo, this road is blocked!"
Following the cold shout from Yuan Haowen, the head of the Yuan family, everyone's eyes became a little colder.
Naturally, the person the court wants to kill cannot be a good person. This is a final conclusion!
Xin Zhuo had stopped, his legs were trembling slightly, and his face was filled with a desperate struggle. He carefully searched the dense crowd until... there was no one left who could help him!
He thought again of the heavy snowfall that day, under the commandment monument of Qiugong Pavilion!
He didn't understand. He really couldn't understand. He had worked hard to live and work hard, so why would he walk the same road twice?
It is obvious that he is already a half-step master and dominates an area. As long as he kills Zhao Ling and others and sneaks into Du Kang's house, he would rather not avenge Jiang Hezhu, that bastard, but take Cui Ying'er and the others to hide in the world and hide their name. , fleeing to other countries is always the way out.
Why are the imperial army clinging to him?
tired! It’s really physically and mentally exhausting!
"Rumble..."
The cavalry behind him was almost here.
He fell down with exhaustion all over his body, stretched out his arms, looked at the gloomy sky, and let the dense rain slapping on his face, his eyes unblinking, silently in a daze.
His long black hair was soaked by the ground, and his back was soaked. The late spring rain and the ground were still bitingly cold, just like his heart.
"well!"
Looking at the dejected Xin Zhuo lying in the rain, Mr. Murong Zhe couldn't help but sigh. He thought of his grandson Murong Xiu. He went from having no future, to having a future, and then to having no future again. Now he doesn't know where he will die. Got it!
"If I had known that I would have stayed and married into our four families as a son-in-law, how could I have ended up like this?" The head of the Chen family also sighed.
Murong Lei and Chen Guiyan looked at each other and shook their heads. Frankly speaking, they believed in Xin Zhuo. This man was indeed a genius. What a pity!
Yuan Moer, Chen Jing and others on the side also sighed secretly, life is really unpredictable, no matter how talented they are, they still end up in such a pitiful end!
Only the limping Song Dongxi gritted his teeth and said: "A thief is a thief, why should we pity him? It's ridiculous!"
"Watching the execution of the King of Thieves today is one of the joys of life!"
Yuan Haozong didn't know why he felt so comfortable, but he was in a very happy mood.
At this moment, that team of cavalry with a terrifying aura rumbled into the city, filled with murderous intent and so cold that no one dared to look directly at it!
The expressions of the heads of the four major families changed again and again. They were in the sixth level. It was natural to see that these cavalrymen were not only murderous, but also in the lower fifth level. How terrifying was this?
General Zhongwu Du Rufeng's face also changed greatly. He had led troops for many years and had also stayed in the capital. Occasionally, he saw Jiang's Tiefu Guards once, and he would never forget it once. At this moment, he hurriedly stepped forward and gave a military salute: "May I ask? Which commander of Jiang's Tiefu Guards was on the spot?"
The prefect Su Xingming and Yuan Haozong, who was running around, also stepped forward and saluted: "May I ask which Shangguan is in front of you?"
But no one responded. He was cold and seemed to ignore everyone.
The five hundred iron floating guards dismounted in unison, knelt on one knee, and shouted lifelessly: "I have seen the crown prince!"
The beautiful and indifferent woman who flew over with terrifying momentum and the shockingly rude general stepped forward together and bowed in salute:
"My maid, Chanyi, take the crown prince home!"
"Brother Sheng Ling, the commander-in-chief of Tiefu Guard, will take the crown prince back to his home!"
General Du Rufeng, Magistrate Su and Yuan Haozong, who were left alone, looked blankly in the direction where everyone was kneeling.
The more and more dark people gathered around also moved their eyes and looked in that direction.
There lay the thief king Xin Zhuo, slumped and waiting for death!
After everyone was in a state of confusion, a huge wave suddenly set off in their hearts. They were not chasing people, but picking them up?
Prince! The son of the feudal lord! The son of the county prince!
What kind of vassal king or county prince is he, Xin Zhuo?
The old thief Xin Aotian is still alive and has become a prince?
The drizzle is as old as before, pattering on the armor of the five hundred iron floating guards.
Everyone's eyes are looking at the thief king lying on the ground!
The King of Thieves is silent!
"Prince?"
Chanyi took two steps forward, ignoring the cold water on the ground, and knelt down, looking at Xin Zhuo's appearance carefully, feeling a little confused for a moment.
This face is so similar to that of the unparalleled Prince of Western Qin who rode alone into battle, even if there is no need for further testing, no one will doubt it!
"Prince?"
Chanyi subconsciously wiped the rain off Xin Zhuo's face and tightened his loose clothes for him.
Xin Zhuo, who was looking at the sky in a daze, finally had some reaction, slowly turned his head to look at her, and said in a hoarse voice: "W-what?"
He heard this woman call him "Persimmon" more than once. The accent was weird, but she didn't kill him cleanly. What on earth was she trying to express?
Chanyi cleared her throat, trying hard to squeeze out a smile on her cold face. Her voice was crisp and clear, as if she wanted Xin Zhuo to hear it clearly:
"Xin Zhuo, when you were three years old, the slave of the Jiang family who was later renamed Xin Aotian by Xin Si was stolen from the capital. Your real name is Jiang Yuqing. You are from the Jiang family. You are the eldest grandson of the current eldest son of the Jiang family. Your father is from the Western Qin Dynasty. The prince of the county, the country of Zhu, and the general of the Shenwei Army, Jiang Taowen,
Your mother is Ji Jiuwei, the eldest princess of the Qin State, who is the late emperor's sister and the current aunt.
The Jiang family... has been looking for you for fourteen years. Please go home with me, okay? "
