Phoenix Shadow Coming From the Sky Chapter 14: 、Zhu Sheng He Gu 5

On July 9th, in the middle of the night, the people sent by the capital arrived at the Qianbi Mountain Courtyard. After hearing the news, the manager hurriedly invited the sleeping Jiuyao up.

"Huang Ji?" Jiuyao came wearing a robe, and saw that the person waiting in the hall was actually Huang Ji, the servant who had served him in the palace, "Why are you here so late?"

"My maidservant pays homage to Lord Qinghui." Huang Ji knelt down and saluted, "I am here to report several important matters to Lord Qinghui under the orders of the Prime Minister. One is that the Lord was assassinated and seriously injured in Sanshi Village. His whereabouts are unknown now; secondly, the former subordinates of King Yong launched a rebellion and captured Juncheng and Qincheng successively; thirdly, the Prime Minister asked Qing Huijun to return to the capital as soon as possible.”

There was a slight noise, and the robe on Jiuyao fell to the ground, but he didn't seem to notice it at all, but stared straight at the Radix striata on the ground, "You said the Lord was assassinated? Seriously injured? Whereabouts unknown?" The voice was very soft, but in this silent night, the vibrato in the words could be heard clearly.

"Yes." Huang Ji lowered her head, thinking of Feng Wang whose life and death are unknown is also very uncomfortable.

Jiuyao suddenly felt as if his chest had been hit hard. He walked quickly to Huang Ji, bent down and grabbed his shoulder and asked sharply, "Where is Guard Du? Didn't he accompany him? Why are there assassins?"

Huang Ji's shoulders ached from being scratched by him, but he endured it and replied, "Guard Du followed, and the Lord brought fifty guards with him, but... the assassin killed fifty guards and Sanshi Village. All the villagers!" Thinking of those innocent villagers who died tragically, he couldn't help but choked up.

Jiuyao shook his hands and let him go. He lost his strength for a moment, and fell down in front of Huang Ji, but he couldn't help asking: "All dead? The murderer killed all the guards and people? How many assassins are there?" How many? Why did she go to Sanshi Village?"

So Huang Ji narrated the ins and outs, and finally looked up at Jiuyao, and said expectantly: "The Prime Minister said that the rebel army had a plan, and now Qingzhou is in danger. Mr. Hui quickly returned to the royal capital to sit in town."

But Jiuyao seemed to have never heard of it, but he just looked at one place with fixed eyes, his face looked pale under the light, and there was a deep line between his eyebrows. Engraved the vicissitudes and exhaustion.

"Qing Huijun?" Huang Ji couldn't help calling out.

Jiu Yao turned his eyes back, looked at him blankly, and then slowly returned to his senses, "Has the Prime Minister sent someone to the Savior?"

Huang Ji nodded, "Lieutenant Liu Du has led two hundred guards to Sanshi Village to search and rescue."

"That's good." Jiuyao got up and picked up the fallen robe, "Thank you for coming to tell me, you can go back."

Huang Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Mr. Qing Hui, the slaves and maidservants are here to take Mr. Qing Hui back to the royal capital on behalf of the Prime Minister."

Jiu Yao's walking steps paused, and then he shook his head lightly, "I'm a useless person, what to do in the capital." While saying this, a breeze blew past the door, bringing the palace lantern in front of the corridor, In the flickering light, his eyes seemed to be burning, and he closed his eyes tightly, and he couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly, "Tell the Prime Minister of the country that the Lord and Qingzhou are entrusted to him." After saying that, he stepped up Go out through the door.

Huang Ji stared at the back of his leaving, stayed for a moment before realizing it, and hurriedly got up and chased after him: "Mr. Qing Hui, the Prime Minister of the country has a letter to send it to your servant."

Jiuyao paused.

Huang Ji ran to him and knelt down, raised his hands high, and presented the letter from the Prime Minister Xu Shi.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiuyao finally reached out to take the letter, opened it, glanced at it, shook the hand holding the letter paper slightly, then raised his eyes, and his eyes fell faintly in the shadows in front of the corridor, for a long time , he walked away without saying a word.

"Mr. Qinghui?"

That night, Huang Ji, who failed to receive Jiuyao, hurried back to the capital.

After Huang Ji left, in the other courtyard in Qianbi Mountain, Jiuyao was tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and only fell asleep in a daze at five o'clock.

During sleep, blood rushes to cover the sky, flooding the green hills, lakes, the earth, and the crowd... everything is drowned in the deep red bottomless sea of ​​blood. In the blood-colored sea, floating men and women, floating old people and children, stretching out their hands and struggling and shouting, they stared at him with red eyes, accusing him, scolding him, blaming him, Those hands and those eyes intertwined and turned into black vines, tightly entangled him, and dragged him down heavily...

"Ah!" Jiuyao exclaimed, waking up from the dream, gasping for breath, dripping with cold sweat all over his body.

It's a dream, and it's a dream again. I have had this dream countless times, but in the past few months, I haven't bothered them anymore. I didn't expect them to dream again today.

For a long time, he breathed calmly before getting out of bed. The room was dark, and he walked to the window slowly based on his memory. Little daylight. Looking up, there is still a faint shadow of a crescent moon in the sky, against the misty sky, lonely like a lost beauty in the wilderness.

Standing quietly in front of the window, staring at Gu Yue in a daze, as time passed quietly, he only tightly clenched his right fist.

I don't know how long it took, the sky gradually brightened, and then there were some soft voices, breaking the silence in the other courtyard.

These sounds woke up Jiuyao who was standing blankly in front of the window. He slowly raised his right fist, and there was a mass of crumpled letter paper in his open palm. He said he would not return to the capital, but he kept holding the letter in his hand, and he never threw it away in his sleep. He stretched out his hand and wiped away the wrinkled paper bit by bit, and there was a line of official script on the snow-white jade paper:

The fiefdom of Qingzhou Fengwang, the home of thousands of people!

Good Xu Guoxiang! There is no earnest words to move emotion, and no long-winded speeches to understand the truth. He is only fifteen words, but it is worth a thousand words, and he weighs heavily on his heart like a thousand catties.

He sighed deeply, sat down on the bamboo couch by the window, held the letter paper in one hand, and pressed his aching head with the other.

But... so what? !

This Qingzhou is indeed the territory of the Great Eastern Dynasty, and the people in this Qingzhou are indeed the people of the Great Eastern Dynasty!

This Dadong Dynasty is his enemy, the enemy who killed all his relatives and clansmen!

He did not avenge his clansmen, and he has no face to face each other. If he goes to help his enemies, how can those resentful souls on Jiuluo Mountain rest in peace under the Nine Springs!

In the dream...they have come to the dream to warn him not to help the enemy!

It was as if there were invisible iron needles piercing his head, one after another, the pain made him unable to open his eyes, the pain made his face turn pale, and the pain made his forehead covered in cold sweat, but this pain was nothing compared to the torment in his heart. Much lighter.

She... what happened to her?

Where is the injury? Is it heavy? Did the searchers find her?

She...she...she...

Thousands of thoughts are clogged in my chest, like thousands of hands scratching and rubbing, I just wish... wish...

He raised his hand and covered his eyes, as if this could block all thoughts.

Because... can't think!

The more you think about it, the more afraid you become! The more I think about it, the more I wish I could get wings...

"Ji Xi Xi Xi, the wind blows her daughter. Uncle Xi Bo Xi! Advocate for harmony with women..."

In the drowsy pain, suddenly a ray of sweet singing came to his ears, causing Jiuyao's body to shake deeply, and he raised his head, as if he had just woken up from a dream. He stood up, and through the window, he could see Xiangyi walking from the long corridor in front of the court, holding a copper basin in his hand, humming softly as he walked.

"Ji Xi Xi Xi, the wind blows her daughter. Uncle Xi Bo Xi! Advocate for wanting women."

The song is like a lark singing on a branch, it is so pleasant to hear in this cool morning, and the singer is petite and beautiful, as fresh and pleasant as a dewy jasmine flower, which is even more pleasant to hear .

"Ji Xi Xi Xi, the wind blows her daughter. Uncle Xi Bo Xi! Advocate for harmony with women..."

In the sweet singing, Jiuyao forgot his headache, walked to the window, looked over the wall, and saw the peaks of Qianbi Mountain in the distance, with lush forests, are the children singing nursery rhymes picking up dry things in the mountains again? Chai picked up wild mushrooms?

In an instant, those childish singing voices sounded in my ears again, crisply blending with the sweet singing voices in front of me, like a breeze blowing, relieving my headache, like rain falling, moistening my dry heart.

Looking at the petite figure that was getting closer and closer, followed by many small figures, at that moment, Bengjin's body loosened, and something seemed to dissipate in an instant.

Yes, why is he confused?

What is the difference between the girl in front of me and the people on Mount Jura?

What is the difference between those children collecting firewood and the children on Jiuluo Mountain?

"Ah! Qing Huijun! You're already up!" Xiangyi shouted joyfully when she saw Jiuyao standing in front of the window, "That's just right, I brought water, wash up quickly, I'll see you soon Go serve breakfast, today's breakfast is glutinous rice porridge with Qiye." She opened the door as she spoke, and walked in like a lark, and with her arrival, there was a magical moment in the room. With a light wave of his hand, he waved away the darkness and worry, and became light and clear.

Jiuyao looked at her quietly, for a moment, smiled slightly, and said, "Xiangyi, pack your bags, let's go back to the capital."

"Ah?" Xiangyi froze on the spot when she said that out of nowhere.

Jiuyao turned around and put on his outer robe, then walked out of the room.

He is not going to help his enemies, he is for those people, those innocent lives!

He can't keep his people and his homeland, at least... he will do his best to help the people of Qingzhou keep their homeland!

"Mr. Qinghui, where are you going?" Xiangyi chased out of the room.

In the courtyard, Jiuyao waved, and the blue bird flew down from the tree to the ground. Since it served as a messenger and sent back the volume of "Azalea in the Kingfisher", it flew back to the capital, but Feng Duying left the palace to go to Sanshi Village without taking it with him, but he left the capital by himself. He flew to Qianbi Mountain Jiuyao's side again.

Jiuyao stepped on the back of the bird, raised his hand to caress the blue bird's head, "Take me back to the capital." That sentence is not only a command to the blue bird, but also a reply to Xiangyi.

"Hey!" The blue bird carried him on its back, flapped its wings and took off, its vigorous figure instantly flew over the high wall and into the sky.

Xiang Yi stared at the big bird flying far away in the sky with wide eyes, and forgot what to say.

"When you pack up, go back to the capital. I'll go first." From high above the sky, a clear and clear voice floated down from far away.

For a moment, Xiangyi, who was stunned, came back to her senses and yelled: "Mr. Qing Hui flew away!" Then she flew away, shouting loudly all the way: "Director Zhao! Lord Qing Hui flew away!" Yes! He told us to pack up and go back to the capital!"

In the other courtyard of Qianbi Mountain, chickens and dogs jumped for a moment.