People and horses in the ten-mile military camp are all familiar with each other, and the white flags that cover the sky are blowing in the wind. Eighty thousand soldiers stand facing the south, whimpering and feeling sad.
"The time has come, send off the commander-in-chief!" Following a cry of mourning, the dull mourning drums came from near and far, each sound filled with reluctance and resentment. More than a hundred generals in front of the team took the sacrificial wine from the hands of the ceremonial soldiers, raised the bowl over the top, spilled half of it from left to right, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Bang!", "Bang!"...
After a sound of hard objects being thrown to the ground, broken porcelain was left all over the ground, as if to say: "If there is no justice, it will never be done!"
A scholar dies for his confidant and dares to risk the disapproval of the world.
Xia Jingyu turned around, stood facing everyone with clasped fists, and said coldly: "Everyone, we will act according to our plan and swear to force the emperor to hand over Xia Muyan, the thief, and cut off his dog's head to sacrifice the spirit of the military commander in heaven!"
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White lanterns were hung all over Prince Zhi's palace. Although it was a sunny day, there was still a hint of sadness. The boy walked silently, and the maidservant walked silently. They kept their heads down as much as possible, and were cautious in their movements, for fear of offending the master's family.
A thin man walked slowly under the corridor of the inner courtyard. After a few steps, he staggered a little and had to hold on to the pillars on the side. Where he landed, blood kept dripping down.
"Who is it?" A group of guards passed by on patrol and hurriedly gathered around when they saw this. One of them stepped forward and exclaimed, "Are you Song Xiaoquan?"
The guard did not admit his mistake. The bleeding man was Song Xiaoquan who Xia Chengcan sent back to the capital to report the news.
"Quickly, take me to see the princess!" Song Xiaoquan pressed the wound on his waist with one hand and touched his chest with the other. The letter was still there, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Quickly... carry me there quickly." His wound was on his left waist. The sharp knife penetrated four to five inches, and he bled a lot along the way. He tried his best to get rid of the entanglement and entered the small gate of the palace. At this moment, his mind was groggy and his vision was blurry. If it weren't for the support of a thought, how could he have survived until now?
"Ding Erfan, go inform the princess! Zhang Guangtao, go call the medical officer in the palace!" The leading guard did not ask any questions and immediately ordered, "Come on, the four of us will carry Song Xiaoquan to see the princess!" , the six people divided their work and got busy.
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Princess Zhi was dressed in mourning clothes, her eyes were red and swollen. Seeing this, she hurriedly called the medical officer on the side: "Quickly stop the bleeding and regain his breath!" The medical officer accompanied him with a medicine box, which already contained plaster to stop bleeding and scabs, and was about to tear it off. He opened the blood coat to apply medicine to Song Xiaoquan, but he stopped him, "Princess, it's too late! Hurry, take the second young master... the third young master and the little princess to... Baihe Temple in the south of the city! Deputy Commander Xia sent someone to ...Waiting there. No matter how late it is...it's too late!" Song Xiaoquan's lips were chapped and his eyes were red. He endured the pain and reported, "Here..." As he said this, he tremblingly reached out from his arms. He took out an envelope of things from his bag and whispered, "This is...this is what the Crown Prince asked me...to hand...to...you. If you want me to tell the princess...the princess, no one in the capital will trust you." , except...except Deputy Commander Xia Jingyu."
Princess Zhi took a step closer and took the envelope from Song Xiaoquan.
The moment the envelope was released, Song Xiaobao's face relaxed, a relaxed smile appeared, and his whole person sank. The medical officer stood beside him and asked the guards to lay him flat on the ground, feel his breath and pulse. After taking a few breaths, he reported to Prince Zhi's Mansion: "Princess, he just fainted from excessive blood loss. He is not alive." Yu."
Princess Zhi held the letter in her hand and frowned at Song Xiaoquan who was motionless on the ground. When the medical officer said that he had just fainted, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly called the guard: "Place him in the east wing!" The medical officer said, "Treat him with the best medicine, and be sure to cure him as soon as possible!"
"Yes!" The medical officer and the guards received the order and carried Song Xiaoquan out.
She was the only one left in the hall, and Princess Zhi couldn't wait to check the envelope in her hand: the paint was still there, and there were six words on the letter in Xia Chengcan's handwriting: "Yours truly, Mother."
"Mother, my condolences upon seeing this letter:..."
When she read the letter, she burst into tears, finally fully accepting the fact that her husband had been harmed and no longer alive, "Haha... It's you! It's you! If my son hadn't written the letter himself, I wouldn't have known it. I dare to believe it’s you! We are sworn enemies, Xia Muyan, and I, Prince Zhi, will fight to the death with you, and we will fight to the death with you even if there is no recovery!”
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In the eyes of outsiders, the palace is not much better. It is surrounded by officers and soldiers holding the Jinling Palace. People inside can't get out, and people outside can't get in. Even in the palace, not many people knew that there was a secret passage in Xia Muyan's study that led to private houses outside the palace.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Hearing eight knocks from the bookshelf behind him, Xia Muyan packed up his desk, walked to the wall and moved the bookshelf. It turned out that there was a groove hidden in the bookshelf. Xia Muyan reached out and groped for a while in the groove, then stepped aside. After a while, a narrow door appeared on the wall, and He Fukai got out of it.
"Come back on, let's drink herbal tea first!" Seeing He Fukai's clothes soaked with sweat, Xia Muyan poured a cup of tea and said to him with a smile.
The tunnel was very boring. He Fukai held a torch and walked inside for half a quarter of an hour. It was really hot. He didn't refuse at that moment. He said "thank you" and took a gulp.
"Drink another cup." As soon as the tea cup was placed on the table, Xia Muyan took it and poured him another cup. He said seriously, "The heat is strong and the heat is in vain!" After He Fukai finished his second cup, he asked Said: "How? Is the matter settled?"
"Your Majesty, our people intercepted the soldiers who were delivering a message to Prince Zhi's Palace in the Eight Immortals Alley. They only injured him but did not kill him. They found an opportunity and let him go." He Fukai replied.
Xia Muyan nodded and asked again: "Will he see any flaws?"
He Fukai took a deep breath and replied sternly: "Don't think it's serious. Our people injured him quite badly. He didn't treat it as a show at all. Looking at his expression at the time, it didn't seem like he saw anything."
"Well, it doesn't matter. We'll find out tonight. Send people to keep an eye on the small gates of Prince Zhi's Mansion. If they want to leave the city, they must leave tonight." Xia Muyan rubbed the rim of the tea cup with his fingers and said in a clear voice. , "The men in the White Clothes Army have arrived in the southern suburbs, and they must be going to pick up the family members of Prince Zhi's Mansion. When we reopen, you have to intercept them no matter what. With them in hand, the White Clothes Army will not dare to act rashly."
"Your Majesty, since they are so important and to ensure nothing is lost, why not let Zhang Suiguang's people take action together?" He Fukai was a little confused.
Xia Muyan shook his head and chuckled: "Zhang Suiguang? If my guess is correct, he must be Duanmuyu's man. At this time, Duanmuyu is more dangerous than anyone else, so I'm afraid to avoid him. What's more, Prince Zhi's family members are out of the city. , the accompanying escort won’t be too big, the people you have on hand are enough!”
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