Chapter 24 Chapter Twenty-Four

Long Yang seemed to be in the middle of a conversation, and Xu Xu said: "Earlier, Jun's father was Jiang Guo's 'Da Liang Zao', who commanded the country's soldiers and horses. That year when Yang Guo invaded, King Jiang Lie and Prince Hongde personally conquered them. They were defeated and died for the country. Five thousand remnant soldiers rescued them and were besieged by the Yang army. Seeing that the general situation was over, at this time, dark clouds covered the sun, and the sky rained fire. The meteorites were as big as fights, and as small as fists, falling like rain. More than half of the 50,000 Yang troops were lost. Inspecting the battlefield afterwards, he found this magic sword, which Junfu cited as a saber. Junfu led the army and the people to fight hard with this sword, and finally turned defeat into victory and regained this great river and mountain in one fell swoop! Later, Queen Jiang Lie , that is, my mother, married to Junfu, Junfu succeeded to the throne, and Jiang Guoguo changed his surname from Jiang to Long."

Long Yang talked excitedly, his eyes sparkled, and he completely forgot that Yan Wei beside him was the Yang Guoren who was hostile to him. "Are these furnaces around... used to smelt the magic sword? It is already a magic weapon, why do you need to smelt it?" Yan Wei asked, looking at Long Yang's face, afraid that Long Yang would also refuse to answer like nightshade this problem. But Long Yang raised his head, looked at the endless night sky, and said faintly: "Its magic power is losing bit by bit, its brilliance is getting dimmer, but its weight is getting heavier and heavier. , into a piece of stubborn iron..."

"Then how can I recover?" Yan Wei was even more curious. "The witch deciphered the records in the ancient secret volume, saying that to restore the magic power of the magic sword, it needs to be smelted with the blood of a virgin..." Long Yang still raised his head, but turned his face slightly, slanting at Yan Wei , looking a little weird. Yan Wei was still puzzled, and asked, "Virgin's blood? Do you want to cut your finger and smear the blood on the blade?" Long Yang laughed out loud after hearing this, and Yan Wei was a little baffled by the laughter.After Long Yang laughed, he suddenly said seriously: "You threw the virgin and the sword into the furnace!"

"Ah?!" Yan Wei was startled, "It's too cruel..." Long Yang sneered slightly, and said: "Besides, the blood of ordinary slaves cannot be used for this virgin's blood. The more noble the virgin's status, the stronger the magic power of the magic sword." After finishing speaking, he squinted his eyes and stared at Yan Wei's face. Yan Wei felt a chill in her heart. A noble virgin should be the daughter of the emperor first, and then the daughter of the princes... It turns out that the purpose of using the princess as a hostage is this!It's not that I have any admiration for myself, nor is it that I want to take revenge on myself, but I just need a princess, whether it's me or Princess Fu, it's the same... It turns out that the so-called marriage is just a blindfold, the real purpose, But it is a virgin princess who wants to die by the sword.The red clothes torn in front of Huangyan Pass, the skirts thrown from the top of the Forbidden Garden, the charcoal in the snow, the medicine in the sickness, the soft sable fur...it turned out that they were all acting!

Yan Wei looked at Longyang, feeling cold in her heart, but smiled on her face: "I'm right here, why not start the furnace to smelt it now? Do you have to wait for Wujibu to count as a good day?" Seeing Yan Wei laughing at this matter, Long Yang was a little surprised, and said with a light smile, "The priest is not in a hurry, but the sacrifice? It's not yet time, so you don't have to rush to die so righteously." Yan Wei also smiled: "Since I'm here, I don't plan to go back alive. I'll be there anytime." In the bottomless ice sea abyss, there was darkness, and there was no light at all.

Long Yang looked at Yan Wei carefully, his gaze seemed to peel off layers of Yan Wei, looking straight into Yan Wei's heart.After a long time, Long Yang sighed softly, and said: "Tonight is New Year's Eve, a great festival, just talk about love and moon, not state affairs, okay?" However, there is no moon or wind tonight, the sky and the earth are quiet, only the stars are shining brightly, like eyes full of surprise and uncertainty. Turning around, it was the first day of junior high school. Last night when she returned to her residence, Yan Wei thought about the Demon Sword over and over again, she didn't fall asleep, and got up early.Hearing the rustling sound downstairs, he also said that the eunuchs hadn't left, so he stayed upstairs and didn't go down.But waiting left and right, the rustling sound never stopped. Yan Wei was just about to go downstairs to see what was going on, when footsteps came from the stairs.

Yan Wei looked towards the stairs suspiciously, but saw a woman dressed as a palace servant coming up from below, with a face as round as the full moon, with light eyebrows, thick lips, and a simple and dull face. I saw that she was holding a pottery mirror, and the water in it was still steaming.She went upstairs, put Tao Jian in place, bowed briefly, and said, "My servant is helping the princess clean her face and change her clothes." Her voice was extremely soft and melodious, very sweet. "What's your name? Who asked you to come?" Yan Wei asked. "My servant, Zhumeng, was sent by His Royal Highness to serve the princess." The woman replied obediently.

Now that she knew that Longyang's intention of taking the princess as a hostage was not to admire herself, but to lie in the magic sword, Yan Wei felt relieved.Whether it's Princess Wei or Young Master Wei, they will fall into the furnace together with that magic sword in the end, so it doesn't make any difference whether they wear men's clothes or women's clothes.Unless... just like Wu Jie's mother, she can find someone casually and give her body to her, and then she can live a short life... Twenty years in a cycle, the debt of the "three craftsmen and concubines" back then, should it fall on me?Thinking of this, Yan Wei sighed in her heart, when will it happen?When can we look forward to the day when the world will be peaceful and there will be no more wars?

It's better to have a messenger by your side than nothing.Although this messenger, I don't know if Longyang sent him to monitor him. Yan Wei has a lot of free time for no reason, but has nothing to do.Whenever I think about the future, I always have a splitting headache, whether I can escape, whether I can save my life... No one can give myself an accurate answer.If you die like this, you have to leave something behind, right?Yan Wei is not afraid of death, but unwilling.I want to write down what I know, just like Mu Xuanshi, and pass it on.But he has neither silk nor ink in his hands, yet he refuses to lower his head to ask Long Yang for it.The conversation on New Year's Eve uncovered all the causes and effects, and the trace of affection that seemed to exist in the middle disappeared suddenly.

After more than ten days, the sky gradually became a little warmer, but there was no outside news, the eunuch was still busy three times a day, and said nothing.That Zhumeng still played the role of ignorance with an innocent smile and a sweet voice. Yan Wei thought about what Young Master Su had said about starting the army in spring, and the more she didn't hear any news, the more uneasy she felt.Whether it's Longyang, Solanum nigrum, or even other people, no matter who comes, they can find out a little bit of information, but since New Year's Eve, no one has come. "His Royal Highness, please come with us." There were two eunuchs and two servants standing outside the door.One of the servants said with a slight bow, his tone was calm, his face was flat, and no emotion could be seen.

Yan Wei smiled: "Wait a moment, wait for me to change my clothes." After finishing speaking, she turned and went inside. Zhu Meng hurriedly came over to even out Yan Wei's face, brushed her hair, and Yan Wei straightened the silver hairpin on her head.What should come, will always come, and there is no way to hide... Although I don't know what it is, but if it is an ordinary matter, as long as two eunuchs come to pass the message, why bother with two servants?It is nothing more than fear of running away. Since he is afraid of running away, it means that the situation of the two countries has changed subtly. Under the guidance of these four people, Yan Wei walked all the way to the northwest, the more she walked, the more remote it became, and Yan Wei became more and more disturbed. In front is a small courtyard, guarded by many servants outside. The clothes of these servants are different from Wujie's green clothes, but the same color of crimson clothes, which looks like dark blood scabs. Before she got close, Yan Wei smelled a familiar smell: rancidity, rancidity, fishy smell... Even in this dry, cold and windless early spring, it was still so strong that it was disgusting.I used to smell it when I entered the prison together with my "father" and treated the criminal injuries of those condemned prisoners; I once smelled it when I was tortured and dying.Now, in a foreign land, smelling it again seems like a lifetime away.No need to ask, Yan Wei already knew that this was the place where prisoners were interrogated and detained in the palace, and it was built on the Gen throne. Yan Wei looked up at the blue sky and white clouds above her head, took a deep breath, and suppressed the disgust in her chest. Entering the room, the eyes are full of familiar scenes, thick wooden fences, iron chains... bizarre instruments of torture, charcoal fire... dark blood stains can be seen everywhere... lingering blood...Looking down is lice and fleas, raising the head is not Scattered grievances...Even though the surroundings are quiet, there seem to be screams and groans flowing...Yan Wei suddenly feels dazed, why?Two completely different countries, this place, turned out to be exactly the same. Another door was pushed open, and a thicker bloody smell rushed towards the face. The lights inside were flickering, but there was no sunlight. Among the heavy instruments of torture, Long Yang, who was dressed in moon-white long clothes, stood with his hands behind his back, like a green flower blooming from hell. lotus. Seeing Yan Wei coming in, Long Yang smiled slightly and said, "That man over there, if you save him, I still need to ask for a statement." Yan Wei looked in the direction of his finger. On the blue bricks, in a pool of blood, there was a person lying down. He had a disheveled bun, no clothes covering his body, many scars on his back, and his calf was swollen almost as thick as his thigh. His left hand was stretched open, with the bones exposed at the base of the fingers, the first two knuckles of the little finger had fallen off, and only a layer of skin was attached, but the index finger was tightly grasping the crack of the brick, as if the crack of the brick kept his life. Seeing this, Yan Wei frowned, and didn't care to think about who this person was and why she had to come for treatment by herself, so she just ordered in a deep voice: "Quickly prepare warm water, test the water temperature with the crook of your arm, it's fine; Prepare clean linen, boil it in boiling water and wring it dry; you also need the best sore medicine, if not, I will write a prescription, and you will make it quickly; you also need a clean suit and two bolts of dry linen. Two people help me." After Yan Wei finished speaking, she was about to squat down when she heard Long Yang say, "Don't you want to treat him alone?" Yan Wei's heart trembled, she quickly bent down, shook her hands, brushed aside the man's hair, and carefully looked at the man's face.I saw that person's face sideways, blood-stained, his eyes closed, his face and eyes were swollen, his lips were full of bite wounds, but it was neither Li Qichen nor Tong Shi, as if... he had never seen him before. Pass.Yan Wei let out a long breath, calmed down a bit, and checked the man's breath. Although there was nothing there, the breath was still there. Yan Wei raised her head to look at Longyang, and replied: "He was seriously injured, and one person had to lift his shoulders and one leg to move it. I couldn't do it alone, and the sewage pus and blood had to be dumped and washed." Long Yang stared at Yan Wei for a moment, then snorted softly, lifted his legs and walked out of the room.