The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 641:
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"It gets dark early today, and we are still ten miles away from the inn." The guard captain rushed to a carriage with the emblem of the prairie royal family on it, and loudly asked for instructions, "Concubine, please let me know whether you want to move forward or find a place to stay. ”
The car curtain was slightly opened, and Feng Zhiwei's calm voice came, "Let's camp on the spot, it's not safe to drive at night."
The guard captain took the order and left. Feng Zhiwei sat quietly in the car, listening to the orderly arrangements outside.
Not long ago, she was ordered to return to the Imperial Capital. After Gu Nanyi changed her clothes and accompanied her to Longbei, they parted ways. On the one hand, he wanted to go back and take care of Zhizhi, sit in Xiliang, convey the situation there, and respond when necessary. On the one hand, Gu Nanyi is the representative of Wei Zhi. When she returns to Beijing as Feng Zhiwei, he is no longer suitable to be by her side.
This place is close to the border of Jianghuai River in Longbei, and it takes three or four days to reach the Imperial Capital. Feng Zhiwei is not impatient. The situation between the DPRK and China is now turbulent, so sooner rather than later is better.
Ning Yi has been very jealous of the emperor since she invited him to be the crown prince. He was deprived of his right to visit the palace at any time. For more than half a year, father and son did not meet in private. As a result, the power of the Seventh Prince faction grew. After he lost power, the Seventh Prince's faction, which had been suppressed for a long time, jumped out immediately after he lost power. The theory of "good king" once again flooded the court and the public. In contrast, Ning Yi kept a low profile and remained silent, which made the King of Chu appear to be very precarious. The situation was weak, and the Seventh Prince's camp was proud of this. It encouraged the Seventh Prince who was supervising the army at the front to simply ask Ying to lead the troops and use real military achievements to add another touch of icing on the cake. The Seventh Prince was steady and still hesitating. His faction in the court Having repeatedly advocated for him, Emperor Tiansheng immediately ordered the seventh prince to lead the army in the south, and to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Changning Domain, which had established itself as emperor based on the Yangtze River. The seventh prince won the first battle, claiming a great victory, and killed three thousand enemies. The court was filled with joy and praises could be heard endlessly. But at this moment, it was revealed that the Seventh Prince connived with his subordinates and used the heads of ordinary people to pretend to be the heads of enemy invaders. He massacred three villages in a row, leaving a hundred miles without a human being. After the news came out, Long The common people in the north angrily clashed with the military camp officials, and the "Qingyang Sect" took the opportunity to preach, pointing out that the imperial court was rebellious and the destiny of heaven was not eternal. Tens of thousands of people gathered in just a few days. The news reached the imperial court. His Majesty was furious and immediately ordered a thorough investigation. The follow-up of the matter has been kept secret. Even Feng Zhiwei couldn't get the news about who went to Longbei to investigate the case, but it was obvious that Ning Yi was responsible for this matter. She could tell from the twists and turns of the matter that Ning Yi His style - first show weakness to make the opponent dizzy, allowing you to climb higher and higher, and then take away your ladder, waiting for you to fall heavier and heavier. That's why after the Seventh Prince's victory, he had so much effort Those who advocated it made the emperor feel elated and kept giving out rewards. The emperor praised the seventh prince as a model for the country and the commendation order spread throughout the country. He boasted so much that the seventh prince became dizzy and lost his vigilance. Then at the peak of the excitement, everyone knew that there was no way to take it back. At that moment, the ice and snow poured down and plummeted.
At that time, how could the emperor, who had lost his face, not be furious?
Feng Zhiwei sighed softly, thinking that the Qingyang Sect's missionary work has always been very low-key and secretive, and never alerted the government. Except for a few people in the South who were involved in the war and had no information, they were very careful in their missionary work in other areas, but very soon Obviously, Ning Yi found out about it and took advantage of the Longbei Village Massacre to expose the Qingyang Sect.
She believed that the Qingyang Sect’s missionary work outside the Southland would not be so arrogant, but Ning Yi said arrogance was arrogance. In the short term, the Qingyang Sect would not be able to develop rapidly outside the Southland.
Feng Zhiwei crossed her fingers and thought about the future. Now she is no longer alone. She is responsible for the life and death of so many people in the world, but she has tied a whole secret to Ning Yi's hand. Depends on what he wants - it's horrible.
Although he has always kept it secret, although he has always said that he does not want to be her enemy, but now, we have become enemies. It is too naive and ridiculous to rely on someone's intolerance to survive. He is also considered a heroic figure, how can he sit back and watch others try to leverage his family's power? What's more, in his eyes, the country is his.
So what if he doesn't want to? There are people who worry about him and advocate for him every day, Xin Ziyan is the precedent!
Feng Zhi sighed slightly, thinking about the secret letters she had received from Hang Ming, Qi Shaojun and others in the past few days. Whether intentionally or not, they were all talking about the sinister nature of the King of Chu, implying that she would take advantage of the opportunity to return to Beijing to eradicate it as soon as possible, otherwise it would be difficult. become.
Feng Zhi closed his eyes slightly, his heart surged. Suddenly he felt a chill on his face, and with a flick of his finger, a snowflake passed through the gap in the car curtain that was not covered just now and fell on his face.
It's snowing.
She gently picked up the snowflakes and placed them in her palms. The sharp-edged snowflakes sparkled in her palms. She slowly counted the petals.
"Kill, don't kill, kill, don't kill, kill..."
Before I finished counting, the snowflakes had already melted into my palms, and the coldness spread into my skin.
In the end, I didn’t know whether to kill or not.
Feng Zhiwei curled up his palms and held the coolness of the palm tightly.
She counts so slowly, does it mean she doesn’t want to face the result of finishing the count?
She closed her eyes, the sky around her was heavy and heavy, and the cold wind above her head was whistling and circling endlessly, eerie and ferocious, sounding like the cries of countless wronged souls.
On a snowy night in the early nineteenth year of Changxi, Longbei.
One mile away from Feng Zhiwei’s carriage team were the three small villages that were said to have been massacred by the Seventh Prince’s subordinates pretending to be enemies.
One mile away from the small village, there was also a team of carriages, simple and low-key, walking on the road to the dead village.
One mile away from the carriage, countless masked men were crouching in the snow in the dense forest, watching the dead village not far away with bright eyes, waiting for the arrival of the carriage, the swords in their hands were coated with black paint. There is no reflection in the night.
These are three points on the map of Longbei at the end of the 19th year of Tiansheng's reign. Each point is in the shape of a triangle, approaching each other very slowly.
At the center of the three points, Feng Zhiwei's motorcade stood silently in the wind and snow.
The north wind was strong all night, and the snowflakes were flying in pairs, first sparse and then dense, and gradually the ground was covered with a layer of white.
This kind of weather is no longer suitable for sleeping outdoors. The captain of the guard sent people to look for homes or ancestral temples where they could live, but the news was that there was no one.
"How is that possible?" the guard captain said anxiously, "This is not a remote country, and it is not far from Jianghuai. How come there is no one here?"