The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 488:
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Feng Zhiwei leaned against the railing of the platform, facing Qi Wei's excited and expectant eyes, and slowly took out a piece of cloth from her arms.
The cloth is old and shows some dark traces, like blood stains. Although the texture has become sparse due to age, you can still feel the thick and noble texture of the past.
Qi Wei looked at the small pile that was carefully folded and suddenly began to tremble all over.
Feng Zhiwei picked up the stack of cloth in both hands and handed it to him.
Qi Wei suddenly took a step back.
Feng Zhiwei was startled.
Qi Wei knelt down and kowtowed first, then raised his hands high and took the small stack.
Feng Zhi looked at him with a smile, watching him slowly unfold the folded cloth with trembling fingers. When the cloth was fully unfolded, he suddenly trembled and froze.
He was frozen, as if he had forgotten his movements like an ice sculpture.
It was as quiet as death on all sides, with only the mountain wind roaring in the hollow. Feng Zhi smiled faintly, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
After a long time, he slowly lay down and lay motionless on the flag that had been soaked in blood by time and war.
His shoulders trembled slightly. After a while, a faint trace of water slowly spread from under his body. On the crimson cloth, a dark red mark continued to expand slowly.
A man doesn’t shed tears easily because he hasn’t reached the sad point yet.
The lonely wanderer who has been living in a foreign country for nearly twenty years, the lonely wanderer who has a home in another country and cannot return. Today, twenty years later, he finally sees the flag that recorded all his glory and pride. In an instant, twenty years have rolled by. Years pass by, and in a trance, the bright young man is still yesterday. Looking back at the old man is no longer there, and his temples are frosty.
A ray of the old moonlight is left in the air and is cut into pieces by fate, unable to survive Guanshan.
After a long time, Qi Wei stopped crying, carefully folded the flag again, handed it back with both hands, and said hoarsely: "Thank you, sir... I never thought that after twenty years of separation, I would see it again one day in my lifetime..." There is no regret in dying..."
"The general is depressed!" Feng Zhiwei interrupted, "I thought the general would cheer and dance when he saw this flag!"
Qi Wei looked at her blankly, showed a wry smile, and murmured for a while: "What else can I do? The world is at peace, the sea is peaceful, the Fire Phoenix flag has been sunk into the box, and the Fire Phoenix army has been annihilated... What else can I do? ?"
Feng Zhi smiled and said nothing, Qi Wei said softly: "Qiu Shuai...are you okay now? Although she has lost military power, I think Emperor Tiansheng must be very kind to her in recognition of her merits, right?"
"She's dead." Feng Zhiwei's answer was the most direct and cruel, even a little indifferent.
Qi Wei was shocked, staggered back, looked up at Feng Zhiwei, and exclaimed: "You lied to me, it's impossible..."
"Back then, the Fire Phoenix Army was disbanded and the female commander returned to the capital." Feng Zhiwei stood with her hands behind her hands and gazed at the vast mountains and sea. "At first, the emperor was kind to her, but then news came out that the palace wanted to recruit a female commander. She didn't want to be a concubine, so she traveled far away. After a few years, she came back. Her husband had passed away, and she had a pair of children. She had no choice but to take care of her brother and sister-in-law. She stayed in the Qiu Du governor's house, and was looked down upon for giving birth out of wedlock. It was so easy. She raised a pair of children to adulthood, but because she was involved in an old case of the Dacheng Crown Prince, the emperor suspected that she was harboring an orphan of the Dacheng royal family, so he gave the Dacheng Crown Prince a glass of poisonous wine to die.
A **** ending was described lightly in her mouth. Only because of the understatement, she could feel the coldness and loneliness even more. Qi Wei listened blankly, trembling all over, and his face was pale and unhuman, After a long while, he hissed: "Impossible...impossible...what a contribution she has made to Tiansheng...the emperor...the emperor cannot be so cool!"
He said it was impossible, but he could see from Feng Zhiwei's eyes that the most terrifying words were the truth. People like Feng Zhiwei would never joke about such a thing. of.
He stood there with a cold sweat on his head, leaning against the railing of the platform, and slid softly down to the ground. He did not get up, so he let himself fall into the dust.
I thought that the disbandment of Huofeng would be a good thing for her. A woman should return to her family to support her husband and raise children. That is her lifelong destination. I thought that she would marry and have children in the Imperial Capital these years and live a happy and peaceful life. Living a prosperous life, every time on her birthday in these years, he would climb up to wish her a peaceful and happy life, and wish her a worry-free life. At that time, in the hot and humid wind of Xiliang, he missed the dry snow of Tiansheng Imperial Capital and the crow in the snow. The woman with beautiful eyes showed a light and desolate smile because of her long and satisfying longing.
She and her motherland were a distant dream for him, as well as the dream of all Tiansheng’s old men who were living in Xiliang. Not that no one tried to go back at that time, but after she expelled Yin Zhiliang, she was rushed back to Beijing to relieve her military power and replace her with a new one. The generals stationed in the south are jealous of talents and have long been jealous of the achievements of Lao Qiu Shuai and his daughter. These old generals who have been used and broken up by Qiu Shuai and his daughter will be classified as Xiliang Xizuo and deserters once they return. He was beheaded and abandoned in the market for the crime. He was seriously injured and was living in Xiliang. He was rescued by a local girl. When he recovered from his injury, he drove all the way back to Tiansheng. Countless "finely crafted" heads were hung on the towers of Tianshui Pass, all of them were his. Brothers and colleagues looked at him sadly in the wind, and they gave up the idea of coming back, year after year, until now.
He has always thought that although the mountains and seas are far away and difficult to see in his lifetime, as long as she lives peacefully somewhere in this world, he will have no regrets.
He kept thinking that he would not live long due to this disease. When he was about to die, he would desperately try to find a way to return to the Imperial Capital once without disturbing her. He would pretend to be a beggar and peek at her secretly in a corner. Until she is really well, then, die near her, on the land of Tiansheng, and you can smile and close your eyes.
He imagined the snowy Imperial Capital, her stopping for him as a beggar at the corner of the alley, squatting down beside him, giving him the last and most perfect pity in his life, and smiling intoxicated by that imagination.
However.
Dreams are broken so cruelly.
He was still lingering on planning that dream, and the person who wanted to die beside her had already turned into withered bones, and disappeared without a trace in the wind that roared all over the world.
He fell to the ground and felt a hole in his heart, like an old window paper that had been blown by the strong wind of fate and cracked countless holes that could never be repaired.