Chapter 93 Chapter Fifteen

On Tai'an Road where the heavy rain was pouring, a horse-drawn carriage with eight thick brocade yellow flower pears was running crazily on the main road. The blood horses of Xibei Desert kicked the snow on both sides to the side from time to time, and the small merchants and hawkers on the street were in a hurry backed away. Someone who didn't know whispered to those vendors who had been walking on the street for a long time, and saw the bald vendor who planned to take advantage of the New Year's eve to buy and sell fireworks to make a fortune looking carefully at the place where he could only see a trail of snowflakes. The carriage with horseshoes said in a low voice: "Grandpa Zhaoming's family has lost. It is said that the tree fell and the monkeys scattered. Look at the prestige of their family in the past. Now... hehe, you haven't seen those patrolling on the street these days." They are all trying to catch the chaotic party. Yanbei made a lot of trouble in the north a while ago. The master of the Holy Gold Palace announced to the world, but no one served the king. He was forced to move the capital. Now that they are back, do they still have a good life? ?”

The passer-by was taken aback, and asked, "Is that going to war? Will Zhenhuang send troops to attack Yanbei?" "God knows!" The peddler snorted, clicked his mouth, and said slowly: "However, in my opinion, Yan Bei is not easy to mess with. Who knows who will attack who first in the end?" "I'm going to die!" A shriek suddenly sounded from the side, and a woman with heavy make-up stepped forward quickly, screaming: "Speaking of this in front of my house, why do you think you have a big head? Send them all to the governor!" The two men kept their faces cautious, put away the goods they were carrying, and left in a hurry. When they were far away, they still didn't forget to turn their heads, glared at the gorgeous woman, and spat out in disdain. Spit, and said bitterly: "Stinky bitch!" Then he walked away.

A girl in a red dress with a small bun next to the woman got angry and tried to catch up, but she didn't want to be grabbed by the woman's arm.The little servant girl was stunned, and said bitterly: "Sister Hong, it's so cheap for them, I'll go back and ask Gensheng and the others to come over, and break the dog legs of those two killers!" "Forget it!" Sister Hong raised her hand and rubbed her temples, her face was covered with thick rouge, making her look a bit kitsch.But upon closer inspection, there is a bit of beauty that cannot be concealed. I think it will be even more gorgeous if it doesn't need to be covered up with such a thick powder: "The West Alley is about to start, let's go and see, Grand Duke Zhaoming has been kind to me , Back then, I failed to save Mr. Jing's bloodline, this time even if I went all out, I must save the grand duke's children."

The two put on cloaks, and the little girl held up a bamboo umbrella. The master and servant gradually disappeared in the heavy rain, leaving only a series of footsteps, which were gradually buried by the heavy snow. This winter is extremely cold.On this day, it was raining heavily in Frost Returning City, and there were even huge hailstones. The old people in the city said that this year's rain was a bit strange, but peach blossoms were in full bloom at this time in previous years. Standing in the crowd, Sister Hong wore a wide cloak and only a bamboo umbrella on her head, and smiled coldly.At this time, I heard a scholar who knew a few words shaking his head and said: "The family of Grand Duke Zhaoming died unjustly!" Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, several big men like wolves and tigers rushed out from the crowd, As soon as he set up the scholar, he walked out while shouting.

The crowd was silent for a while, and Sister Hong turned her head to look at the imprints of those people's boots on the ground. The introduction of the Nancheng Army and Horse Division was clearly printed there. The ten-year-old court nurse came up slowly, wearing the Yueji pendant prescribed by the court on her head, staggering. Although it is a low-level slave robe in the palace, it can be seen in the eyes of these ordinary people. Here, but don't have a noble demeanor of Tianjia. After all, she is a person who walks in the palace. In such a small frontier city, the official of the prefect of the ceremonies did not dare to offend her. He lowered his eyebrows and said calmly: "This lady of the Duke Zhaoming's family has always been out of the door. Don’t step forward, it’s only because of people like Mammy that they can recognize them one by one, Mammy, please test them!”

The corner of Mammy's mouth twitched slightly, not knowing whether she was about to laugh or what, but she paused for a while before saying in a hoarse voice: "It's just that when the grand duke's family entered the palace, the old slave once served. How can the proud daughters of the Lian Clan be reduced to this level today? It’s been thirty years in the east of the river and thirty years in the west of the river, it’s impossible not to sigh!" The official laughed lightly, and hastily responded. He stretched out his hand and waved to a few soldiers in the distance, and saw a long line coming slowly. There were more than a hundred people. With heavy chains.Guarded by dozens of soldiers with whips and long knives, they walked over slowly and feebly.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, and the cold wind whizzed across the long street like a madman. It was so cold that people shivered all over.At the front of the line, a woman in thin clothes was blown by the cold wind, her feet slipped, her body tilted, and she fell to the ground suddenly. "Miss!" A little girl who followed closely behind her suddenly jumped out, helped the girl up, her voice almost trembled, and hurriedly said: "Miss, how are you?" The same rough clothes and rags worn by prisoners, but this girl looks quite delicate.Seeing her pale face, she shook her head slightly.Standing up obediently amidst the soldiers' yelling and cursing, she held the little maid's hand and walked slowly towards the high platform, then was pushed violently by the soldiers behind her, and knelt there staggeringly.

The wind and rain all over the sky seemed to be getting more and more violent. On the high platform, hundreds of female relatives of the Grand Duke Zhaoming's mansion were kneeling densely.This time, Grand Duke Zhaoming's family fell, and the nine Helian clans of Huaiyin were wiped out. Men who were longer than a horsewhip were beheaded one by one, and the rest were sent to the frontier.Women above sixteen were given white silk, and those below sold themselves into slavery, so there was this farce. At this point, the first wave of post-war crisis brought about by the independence of Yanbei finally arrived. With the efforts of brothers Zhao Che and Zhao Yang, Daxia is preparing to relocate the capital and return to the dynasty, and has no mercy for the accountability of the war. unfolded.And the first cannon fodder to be massacred was the Helian clan of Huaiyin, Grand Duke Zhaoming, who had lost his strength but still forcibly occupied a place in the Presbyterian Council.

He Lianling knelt on the bone-chilling ground, and the personal maid next to her, Xiaocha, kept pushing her arm, trying her best to put the hem of her robe under her knee.Helian Ling knelt there in a daze, without saying a word or moving. All the tears that should have been shed have already been shed within the past few days. Grand Duke Helian Zhaoming's 37 branches, more than 4,870 people, were brutally slaughtered in just three days, and blood flowed like a river.That morning, when she watched her mother and three older sisters, as well as sisters-in-law, aunts, aunts from other rooms, maids, nurses, and mother-in-law, were all hung in the air by those bloodthirsty white silks. When she was hanged collectively in the lobby of a cell away from her, she felt that her whole heart was dead.

Until now, as long as she closes her eyes, she still seems to be able to see that the gloomy hall is full of miserable white silk, and her mother and sisters are like logs, hanging down row by row. There, the wind and the cold hail flew in from the courtyard continuously, and fell on their pale and bruised faces.But it gradually piled up, and there was no trace of melting. When the prison officer came to collect the corpses, each of them rolled up a tattered mat and dragged them out hastily.When passing in front of her, those long hair swept the dirty dust on the floor, raising a large cloud of smoke, which made her cough heavily, and the blood gushing out of her mouth was like spring water, following her Tears that had long been numb were sprinkled in the cell full of mice and cockroaches, laying the foundation for the most painful memory in her life.

The former prosperity and favor, the busy wealthy and famous families were buried deep in the soil, scattered into the soil in the wild, dissipated in the drifting and turbulent years, and became another victim of the power change of the empire. In the surrounding crowd, a green cloth carriage parked quietly under a century-old banyan tree. The big tree was so lush that the rain couldn't pour it down at all. The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and there was only a thin gauze curtain on the window , the figures inside were blurred, and there was only one royal guard outside the carriage.But for some reason, none of the passers-by who were in a hurry to avoid the rain came here. "Young master, do you want to go and see?" The gauze curtain was lifted, revealing a sharp face. The man narrowed his long and narrow red phoenix eyes slightly, and looked coldly at the woman kneeling on the high platform for a long time. "These are the last bloodlines of the Huaiyin Helian family, right?" A deep voice came out slowly, like ice cubes in cold water. Although it was an interrogative sentence, there was no doubt in it. Yu Shou was still very young, his face was a little dark, and he quickly replied: "Yes, the one at the front is the daughter of Grand Duke Zhaoming. Young master, there are many people who are loyal to the Helian family. If you can hold the daughter of Grand Duke Zhaoming in your hands, It is beneficial and harmless to us, anyway, if we happen to meet it, we might as well buy it.” The man looked at it for a long while, then suddenly let go of his hand, and the curtain was lowered with a swish, and he said simply: "Ah Jing, hurry up." Yushou didn't say anything, he shook off the whip and urged the carriage to move forward. Just as they were leaving, most of the pedestrians who had been watching the excitement suddenly dispersed. There were porters carrying burdens, bodyguards on their way, jugglers jugglers, scholars in green clothes and green caps, and even heroic The Northwest alien tall beauty.These people gathered around the carriage like stars and moon, unknowingly, they separated all the pedestrians and carriages around them. "Open the market!" A shout suddenly sounded, and the sale of the high platform behind had already started. The man in the carriage frowned slowly, recalling the Nine Netherworld Terrace in front of Ziwei Square bit by bit in his mind. Summer?Humph…… The man snorted coldly, leaned on the cushion, closed his eyes and rested his mind. Achu, if my prediction is correct, you should go upstream from southern Xinjiang via Biantang, and I will come to welcome you. The wind from Yanbei blows from behind, the grass on the grassland is already green...