Marriage of the Di Daughter

Yin Zhan didn't speak, picked up the wine jar and paid respects to Ji Heng from a distance, raised his head and drank the wine completely.

Ji Heng raised his glass to drink with a smile, his movements were elegant and calm, completely different from Yin Zhan's boldness. Two completely different styles, but there is a strange fit.

"Yin Zhili should be ready to raise troops." After drinking a glass of wine, Ji Heng put down the wine cup and asked casually: "Let me think about it, besides me tonight, there is a queen mother in the palace, and the emperor is like a tiger with its teeth pulled out. At your mercy, Yin Zhili raised troops from Qingzhou, with Changhe as the boundary, even if Yanjing could not be conquered for the time being, he could establish a new dynasty as Nanyan. I just don’t know what the title of King Xia is. to do it?"

Yin Zhan's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and said, "If I am alive, I will do it. If I die, my son will do it!"

"Then you might as well guess, are you dead or alive tonight?"

His ending was still gentle, and in the tense atmosphere, he was the only one who remained calm. Yin Zhan said, "Duke Su thinks?"

"Before I left, I made a divination, and the divination said that surviving a catastrophe does not need to have future blessings." Ji Heng wrote lightly: "I think, at least I don't have to die tonight."

Yin Zhan said with a smile: "Mr. Su is used to being self-confident."

In this red building tonight, there are many murderous intentions, and I don't know how many ambushes will be staged. However, even if they knew it was a trap, both of them had to come willingly. Because only if the other party acts as a bait for each other and puts oneself at risk, will it be possible to get close to the other party. And the reason why he came here at the risk of risk is only one purpose, which is to put the other party to death. As long as the other is alive, they can't feel at ease with each other.

A thorn in the flesh, a thorn in the flesh, must be pulled out cleanly. If you can't pull it out and die here, it's a worthy death. The worst thing is that both sides will suffer, and both will die.

Concubine Yu walked outside the tent, raised her head and sang, "Look at the king sleeping in his clothes in the tent, and I'm here to let go of my sorrows. I walked lightly to the front of the wilderness and stood still. I suddenly looked up to see the clear moonlight. Look. , the clouds gather in the clear sky, the ice wheel suddenly surges, what a clear autumn scene!"

Ji Heng raised his glass, looked at the wine cup in his hand, and said calmly: "I won't die. Tonight, I will kill King Xia first, and then threaten Yin Zhili with the life of the Queen Mother. Yin Zhili throws himself into the net, and then kills Yin Zhili. Your soldiers and horses of the Yin family, come down!" Those who surrender will be returned, and those who will not surrender will be killed."

"Su Guogong is too young, and his thinking is too simple. I will use my life to pave the way for my son, and my son will not fall into the trap because of the Queen Mother. Besides, you have underestimated Roujia too much." He sighed lightly, As if a kind elder listened to the words of the junior who didn't know the depth, he half laughed and half explained, "As for the soldiers and horses of my Yin family, none of them descended."

"That's even easier." Ji Heng smiled faintly, "I'll kill you first, then the Queen Mother, then Yin Zhili, and finally kill all 100,000 Yin soldiers."

"Duke Su, be careful that killing is too serious."

Ji Heng raised his eyebrows, "So what? My life is hard."

So silent.

Yin Zhan opened another jar of new wine and poured it down with his head raised.

Concubine Yu sang in a long voice: "I am alone here thinking to myself, and I suddenly heard the singing of the state of Chu in the enemy camp. Oh, wait! Why is there singing of the state of Chu in the enemy's camp? I think so There must be something strange about it, and it is inevitable that the account will be reported to the king."

Ji Heng flicked his fingers, without looking at it, a few pearls from the fan flew down from the second floor, and continued to land in the emerald porcelain bowl. The pearl stands against the jasper, full of light.

Yin Zhan smiled, and said, "Don't talk, just drink!"

Ji Heng picked up the jug.

One is elegant, one is rough, one is calm, and the other is presumptuous. It was a good scene, all the guests were quiet, as if the world had suddenly become silent, only the people on the stage were tirelessly performing their joys and sorrows.

This is an ambush assassination that has been well known for a long time. Both of them know that the other has a backup, but they don't know when it will start and when it will end.

Until Yin Zhan drank the last jar of wine, he held the jar in one hand with a bright and handsome smile, as if he was still the brave and fearless General Zhaode on the battlefield, but at that moment——

He rushed towards Ji Heng violently!

Ji Heng seemed to have been aware of it a long time ago, and he didn't move at all when he was playing with the folding fan. He even stepped back with the chair, just to avoid Yin Zhan's sword light!

In an instant, all the guests were full of guests, and they rushed to fight against each other, fighting with each other. In the middle are Yin Zhan and Ji Heng, one in rough armor and the other in red. No one can help anyone.

Yin Zhan's weapon is a knife, which looks extremely heavy, with a ferocious wolf head carved on the handle, but it is as light as a feather when he swings it. He looked down on Ji Heng's gold-threaded folding fan, and said with a loud smile, "Nephew, your weapon seems to have a strong smell of powder!"

Ji Heng smiled lightly: "As long as it's easy to use." As the fan opened and closed, it passed Yin Zhan's side, and there was a trace of blood on Yin Zhan's face.

He wiped away the bloodstain indifferently, and said: "This hidden weapon is really vicious!"

"After all, my father and mother have already learned how despicable Uncle Shi is, so a nephew should not take it lightly." Ji Heng lazily replied.

The blade was as bright as silver snow, and the wolf head lining it was also full of murderous looks, probably because it was the sword that followed Yin Zhan on the battlefield. There were countless dead souls under the sword, and the sword was also vicious. However, what was entangled with the knife was a gorgeous fan. The blade hurt people, and the fan wind hurt people. After several rounds of fighting, both of them were injured.

The opera singers in the audience were singing "Concubine, how do you know! In the former, each hero fights on his own, and a single family can destroy one place and occupy another. Now, all walks of life are attacking together; this Gaixia The soldiers are scarce and food is exhausted, and there is no way to defend them. Although the eight thousand soldiers are brave and strong, they have all dispersed. This time I send troops to fight the thief, and the victory or defeat is uncertain. Oh, my concubine! Look at this situation, it is you and me. It's time!"

Pearls fall into emerald bowls, and gold falls into silver plates. Yin Zhan shouted loudly, and saw dozens of soldiers in armor leaping out from behind several bead curtains above the red building. Ji Heng smiled and said, "Uncle Shi is despicable, please don't deceive me."

"The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead," Yin Zhan also said: "Soldiers never tire of deceit, look at the sword!"

Ji Heng also laughed, his smile seemed to be sarcasm, and he saw young people in brocade clothes and jade belts all appearing on the floor above the bead curtain.

He has a killer move, so why doesn't he?

On Yin Zhan's face, there was no surprise, as if he had expected this moment long ago. The two of them really knew what the other was trying to do, but they were just trying to figure out who would have better luck and whose fate would be tougher. Ji Heng is ruthless, so is Yin Zhan. How can he be a soft-hearted person if he can lay hands on his own flesh and blood, betray and kill his brothers and friends?

Above the red building, there was the sound of swords and swords. Those blooming hibiscus and red candles were all dumped on the ground, and the snow-white wool carpet was already covered with human blood. Corpses criss-crossed, flesh and blood flying everywhere. And the two people in the middle were killed with swords and swords, and they never died.

"After all, my nephew lived decades less than me." Yin Zhan said with a smile, "Even though you are extremely smart, you have softened your heart after all."

"To each other," Ji Heng smiled softly, "Compared to me, it seems that you have more weaknesses."

Yin Zhan's smile froze slightly, his weakness, Lin Roujia was his weakness. Yin Zhili is also his weakness. He does have a lot of weaknesses. In comparison, Ji Heng is ruthless and has no close friends. Even his only grandfather, he was not affectionate. Maybe there is one more ginger pear now, but this is also a gamble, and no one knows how much a ginger pear is worth.

He hoped to kill Ji Heng. Ji Heng's existence was too much of a threat to Yin Zhili. As long as Ji Heng is killed, Emperor Hong Xiao will have nothing to fear, and the world will be under his control. But today when he saw Ji Heng, he knew that he couldn't walk out alive. This child has been dormant for decades, and his patience is terrifying, but he cannot avoid the debt collection he has to do.

However, even if it is death, he will clear all paths for Roujia and Yin Zhili! He will take Ji Heng to hell with him, and he will die with Ji Heng!

Concubine Yu on the stage sang softly: "Persuade the king of the county to drink wine and listen to Yu's song, and relieve the king's sorrow and dance. Ying Qin has no way to break the country, and the heroes will fight from all directions. Since ancient times, as the saying goes, don't deceive me, success or failure is instant. Drinking wine is a treasure Sit in tent."

Yin Zhan, who was fighting with Ji Heng, showed a strange smile, and shouted: "Burn!"

That torch, the torch used with all my heart, was carefully made into the appearance of a strange beast, but it was thrown on the hanging red tent without looking at it, so the raging fire burst into the sky. The pavilion was made of wood, and the second floor suddenly became a sea of ​​flames.

"You really don't intend to go back alive," Ji Heng said with a smile, "Even your own path has been burned."

"As long as I can kill you." Yin Zhan replied, "Even if I die, it's worth it." His knife went straight towards Ji Heng. Those fighting men could escape, but on the second floor, Yin Zhan was stumbling over Ji Heng's footsteps, making it impossible for him to escape. But in other words, Ji Heng didn't want to escape at all, his fan was in the sea of ​​flames, winding out a wonderful arc, like the light dance of a beauty, or like the legendary assassination of the king, just waiting to be seen.

The Liyuan students on the stage didn't realize it, as if they didn't see the raging fire, nor did they see the sparks falling from the second floor. Singing the most exciting scene in the Taoist drama, Yu Ji said: "Oh, my lord! How can I implicate the king by myself. If there is any disadvantage in sending troops this time, I will retreat to Jiangdong and try to raise it later. I wish the sword on the king's waist, Before you commit suicide, don’t worry about my concubine’s body!”

The hero said in pain: "This... concubine, you... can't commit such short-sightedness."

"Hey! Your Majesty! The Han soldiers are already on the ground, and there are singing songs on all sides. The king's spirit is exhausted, how can a concubine survive!"

Besieged on all sides, besieged on all sides! The road leading downstairs was almost completely consumed by the fire, and where the two of them were standing, there was also a fire under their feet. Fighting to the death in the sea of ​​fire, the rest of the subordinates were fighting hard on their own, and couldn't spare their minds to help. Both of them were scarred and scarred, but they didn't seem to feel the pain, and they continued to tremble tirelessly until the whole red building was burned to ashes.

At this moment, another person rushed in from outside the red building. This person is covered in wind and snow, and his white hair is full of white hair. I don't know if it is snow falling white, or he is already old. Holding a three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand, he went straight to the second floor. His movements were not as sharp as those of the young soldiers, but he was exceptionally agile. As if he didn't see the flames soaring into the sky at all, his back was resolute without hesitation.

In the sea of ​​flames, Ji Heng's fan cut Yin Zhan's neck, blood flowed, and Yin Zhan's knife cut his back, and the red clothes were wet. Both of them refused to give up, Yin Zhan said with a ferocious smile: "My nephew, since you will never die with me, you might as well go to hell with me. Let my son enjoy the great rivers and mountains of Beiyan!" At that time, Jiheng's fan just stabbed him in the chest, and he hadn't pulled it out, but he didn't care at all, but before the fan was pulled out, he stabbed the knife at Jiheng's back with his backhand.

He failed, however.

At that moment, there was a figure rushing up to the second floor. He was already old, and he looked so vigorous on weekdays, but he was easily tired after all, and it was very reluctant to rush into the flames. Seeing this at the moment, all he could do was push Ji Heng away, and the sword in his hand went straight towards him.

Yin Zhan's knife pierced his back, and his sword pierced Yin Zhan's throat.

Yin Zhan fell down in response.

"Grandfather!" Ji Heng cried out.

The actor who played the concubine Yu on the stage had already committed suicide, and it was the last scene where the Overlord came to the Wujiang River. The unrivaled hero sang: "The lonely family is defeated, what face is there to meet Jiangdong's elders. Send the lonely war horse across the river and let it go."

Old General Ji fell to the ground, and the corner of Yin Zhan's mouth was bleeding. He only had time to make a "ho...ho" sound before he tilted his head and lost his breath, with a strange smile still on his face.

Ji Heng came downstairs with Old General Ji in his arms. Downstairs is also a scene of tragic death, and there are dead people everywhere. He hugged Old General Ji, placed him gently on the blood-stained wool carpet, and called, "Grandfather."

His voice was shaking.

Old General Ji's blood kept flowing from the wound, and the snow-white carpet was stained red by the blood. When he was young, he fought on the battlefield and suffered countless injuries. How many times he walked in front of the palace of the king of hell and came back unscathed. He is always full of energy and smiling, even if the Ji family encountered so many inexplicable disasters, even if he stayed in the deserted Duke's Mansion for the rest of his life, he would never take it to heart.

He should have yelled at people full of anger: "Get a doctor for the old man!" It seems that he will never die, as long as the doctor comes to treat him, he will definitely stand up soon and become a member of the Duke's mansion. That happy old urchin.

However, his wound was so deep, and the hole was shocking, as if he was about to bleed out all the blood in his body. The object of Yin Zhan's heart-to-heart is Jiheng, he did not give Jiheng another way, he made a knife with all his strength, and the knife he bought with his own life, medicine stone five spirits, hopeless.

"Ah... Ah Heng..." Old General Ji called Ji Heng's name.

Ji Heng held his hand.

"I know, you blame me... When I was young, I clearly knew who this matter had something to do with, and I knew who the people who killed Ming Han and Hongye were, but I refused to avenge them. You are the only child of the Ji family, I can't let you be in danger, I endured it for more than twenty years, until you grow up, Yin Zhan came back by himself, I... I can finally avenge Ming Han." He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ji Heng looked at him, and a tear fell on Old General Ji's face.

No one has ever seen Ji Heng cry. This child seems to be born without sadness, fear, or crying. It seemed that he never cried again except when he was a baby who was completely ignorant. Even Old General Ji couldn't see Ji Heng cry.

"Why are you crying..." Old General Ji smiled, "You don't look like a man."

After Yu Hongye's death, Old General Ji also investigated. The reason why he didn't let Ji Minghan continue to investigate was that after Yu Hongye entered the palace, his body appeared outside his house inexplicably. for. He was afraid that Ji Minghan would be impulsive and follow other people's ways, but he didn't know that Ji Minghan couldn't tolerate his wife being insulted and killed, and he didn't hesitate to break with the whole family to find the real culprit.

That night at Hongshan Temple, besides going by himself, Ji Minghan also brought the seventy-two Chixiaoqi who followed him. Yin Zhan's archers ambushed, and the seventy-two Chi Xiaoqi army was wiped out. The last person alive took Ji Minghan back and hid him. One year later, he tried to contact General Ji and told him the truth. In 1999, the man died and entrusted his son to General Ji. That man was Wen Ji's father.

General Ji knows all the truth, but he can do nothing. Lin Roujia has given birth to a child, but he has no evidence. The important thing is that Ji Heng is young, once Lin Roujia finds out, she will only deal with Ji Heng first.

Ji Heng will be the only one left in their Ji family in the future. He couldn't let Ji Heng make mistakes.

Ji Heng grew up day by day, and he was smarter than General Ji thought. Since he knew of his parents' mysterious disappearance, he has been investigating. He must have found something, General Ji can feel it. He became gloomy day by day, not talkative, moody, since he was a teenager, he didn't get close to anyone anymore, he got what he liked, and didn't cherish it when he got it, he regarded human life like nothing, he didn't seem to care about anything, but in fact he didn't care about anything. wide awake.

"You blame me... Ah Heng, I'm sorry..." Old General Ji said. If he hadn't tolerated it, Ji Heng would not have known the truth prematurely. He walked into hell in an absolutely cruel way. This child was created by him alone.

"I didn't blame you." Ji Heng said softly: "If it were me, I would do the same."

Old General Ji looked at Ji Heng for a long time. He had never seen this child so gentle, without any sharp edges. He looked at himself with eyes that could forgive everything.

"This sword..." He tried his best to touch the precious sword next to him, "Qing Ming, this is my sword...it is also your father's sword, you must protect it."

Yin Zhan's subordinates have all been dealt with, and many of those young masters in brocade clothes will never wake up again. Zhao Ke and Wen Ji stood beside Ji Heng. They were also scarred, but they were silent and refused to speak, staring at old general Ji sadly.

The old general is dying.

Ji Heng held the sword, and said softly, as if afraid of scaring him, "Okay, grandfather."

"This play...is very good, very good." General Ji said, his eyes fell on the sky, as if there was something there, he stretched out a hand with great effort, pointed to the sky from afar, and smiled , "Ming Han, Hong Ye, ma'am, you...you are here to pick me up...."

The hand suddenly dropped, and Old General Ji closed his eyes.

There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was very serene, as if he was very happy, and it seemed that he had unloaded the burden for many years, and finally felt relieved at this moment.

Ji Heng knelt down on the ground and kowtowed deeply to Old General Ji. He didn't get up again, but fell on the ground and didn't get up for a long time. I don't know if I was crying or I couldn't make a sound because of grief.

Xiang Yu sang: "Oh! General! The eight thousand children are all gone, and there is no way to cross the Wujiang River. Why do you see Jiangdong's elders and others. It is better to die and survive!"

He committed suicide by slaying himself. On the bank of the Wujiang River, this hero has never been seen again. The victors were singing: "Retreat!" But the spectators were not happy with the victory, no one applauded, and the seats were silent.

The play fell apart.

On the table in the first row, gold ingots were stacked neatly on the silver plate, which happened to be full, and the green bowl was piled with layers of white pearls, which happened to be just one bowl. That's what the play pays for.

Two more lives.

The sky was on fire, and the burning red building looked like a cloud of calamity above the nine heavens. The actors dispersed, and the play opened with a lot of applause, but few people heard the end of the song.

The general in the stage stayed by the Wujiang River, while the general outside the stage fell into the red building, surrounded by emerald greens and pearls, no one remembered the full of pride back then.

It is a good show for a general to die on the battlefield, standing upright; it is a good show for a beauty to slay herself in front of her tent, with affection and righteousness;

But there is only one person watching the theater for the rest of his life.