Chapter 230

Yin Zhan didn't speak, picked up the wine jar and saluted Ji Heng from a distance, and drank the wine cleanly with his head up.

Ji Xuan raised his glass to drink with a smile, and his action was elegant and calm, which was quite different from Yin Zhan's coarseness. Two different styles, but there is a strange coincidence.

"Yin Zhili should be ready to fight." After drinking a cup of wine, Ji Xuan put down the wine cup and casually asked, "let me think, tonight, except for me, there is the queen mother in the palace. The emperor is like a tiger with its teeth pulled out. At your mercy, Yan Zhili set up troops from Qingzhou and took the long river as the boundary. Even if he can't attack Yanjing for the time being, he can also establish a new dynasty as Nanyan. I just don't know what the title of the king of Xia County is. Is this emperor made by the king of Xia County, or by Yin Zhili?"

Yan Zhan's face did not change, and he said with a smile, "if I live, I will do it. If I die, my son will do it!"

"Then you might as well guess, are you dead or alive tonight?"

His ending is still gentle, and in the tense atmosphere, only he is calm. Yin Zhan said, "Duke Su thought?"

"Before I left, I divined a divination, and the divination said that there was no need for afterhappiness to survive." Ji Heng wrote lightly, "I don't think I need to die tonight at least."

Yan Zhan said with a smile, "Duke Su is used to being confident."

Tonight, there are many murders in this red building. I don't know how many ambushes will be staged. However, even if they know it is a trap, they should be willing to come. Because only when the other side acts as bait for each other and takes personal risks, can it be possible to approach the other side. There is only one purpose to come here at any risk, that is, to kill the other party. As long as each other is alive, they can't be at ease with each other.

The thorn in the eye should be pulled out cleanly. If you can't pull it out and die here, you'll die well. The worst thing is to lose both sides and die together.

Yu Ji walked out of the account, looked up and sang, "look at the king sleeping steadily in the account, and I'm out of the account and relieved of my sorrow. I gently moved to the front suburbs and stood still, and suddenly looked up to see the blue falling moon and the clear light. Look, the clouds are gathering in the clear sky, and the ice wheels are surging. What a scene of clear autumn!"

Ji Xuan raised his glass, looked at the wine cup in his hand, and said lightly, "I will not die. Tonight, I will kill the king of Xia first, and then threaten Yan Zhili with the Empress Dowager's life. Yan Zhili threw himself into the net, and then kill Yan Zhili. Your Yan family's soldiers, those who fall will be taken back, and those who do not fall will be killed."

"Duke Su is too young and his thoughts are too simple. I opened the way for my son with my life, and my son will not be caught by the Empress Dowager. Moreover, you may underestimate jou Chia." He sighed, as if a kind elder listened to the words of the younger generation who did not know the depth, half funny and half explained, "as for my Yan Family's soldiers, none of them fell."

"That's easier." Ji Chen smiled faintly, "I'll kill you first, then the empress dowager, then Yan Zhili, and finally kill 100000 Yan soldiers."

"Duke Su, be careful that the killing is too heavy."

Ji Chen eyebrowed, "so what? I'm a man with a hard life."

There was silence.

Yin Zhan opened another jar of new wine and poured it down with his head up.

The Yu Ji sang for a long time: "I thought to myself here alone, and suddenly heard the song of the state of Chu in the enemy camp. Oh, stay! Why is there a song of the state of Chu in the enemy stronghold? I think there must be something strange about this. I can't help but report it to the king."

Ji Xuan flicked between her fingers and didn't look at it. A few pearls on the fan flew down from the second floor and continued to fall into the emerald porcelain bowl. Pearls set off Jasper, Yingying streamer.

Yan Zhan smiled and said, "don't say, drink!"

Ji Xuan picked up the wine pot.

One is elegant, one is rude, one is calm, and one is presumptuous. It was also a good scene. The guests were quiet, as if the world was suddenly silent. Only the people on the stage were tirelessly performing joys and sorrows.

This is an ambush and assassination that we have known for a long time. We all know that each other has a backhand, but we just don't know when to start and end.

Until Yin Zhan drank the last jar of wine, he held the jar in his hand, with a bright and handsome smile, as if he were the brave general Zhaode on the battlefield in those days, but at that moment——

He rushed at Ji Heng with a sudden hand!

Ji Heng seemed to have felt it for a long time, and he didn't move to play with the folding fan at all. He even stepped back with his chair, just avoiding Yin Zhan's knife!

In an instant, all the guests stood up, and the soldiers banged, fighting together. In the middle are Yin Zhan and Ji Xuan, one in thick armor and the other in red. No one can help anyone.

Yin Zhan's weapon was a knife, which looked extremely heavy, with a ferocious wolf head carved on the handle, but it was as light as a feather when he waved it. He didn't look at Ji Heng's gold wire folding fan, and said with a loud smile, "nephew, your weapons are too greasy!"

Ji Heng smiled lightly, "just use it." The fan opened and closed, passing by Yan Zhan, and there was a trace of blood on Yan Zhan's face.

He obliterated the bloodstain carelessly and said, "this concealed weapon is really insidious!"

"After all, uncle Shi's meanness has been experienced by parents. Nephews don't dare to take it lightly." Ji Xuan replied lazily.

The blade was as bright as silver snow, and the lining of the wolf's head was also murderous, probably because it was the blade that had been on the battlefield with Yan Zhan, and there were countless dead souls under the blade, and the blade was also vicious. However, it was another gorgeous fan entangled with the knife. The blade hurt people, and the fan also hurt people. After several rounds of fighting, both of them were decorated.

The actors under the stage are singing "concubine, you know! In the former, all heroes fight their own battles, and the lone family can put out one place and occupy another place. Now, all people and horses can attack together; the soldiers under the ridge are running out of food and can't be defended; although 8000 soldiers are brave and strong, they have all been dispersed; it's hard to decide whether they will win or lose when they send troops to fight the thief this time. Alas, concubine! Look at this situation, it's the day when you and I part!"

Pearls fall into the emerald bowl, and gold falls into the silver plate. Yan Zhan shouted loudly, and saw that on the red building, after several bead curtains, dozens of soldiers in armor jumped out together. Ji Heng laughed and said, "Uncle Shi is mean, and he really doesn't deceive me."

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead," Yin Zhan also said, "war is not averse to fraud, look at the knife!"

Ji Heng also laughed. His smile seemed to be ironic, and he saw the young people in Royal jade belts on the floor and in the Pearl curtain.

He has a way to kill, isn't he?

Yan Zhan's face did not look too surprised, as if he had expected this moment long ago. Both of them really know what the other party wants to do, but it's just to fight whose luck is better and whose life is harder. Ji Xuan was cruel, and Yan Zhan was not. How can he be a soft hearted person who can betray and kill his brothers and friends by fighting against his own flesh and blood?

The sound of swords suddenly filled the Red Mansions. Those blooming Hibiscus red candles were all dumped on the ground, and the snow-white wool carpet was already covered with human blood. The bodies are crisscrossed and bloody. And the two people in the middle were killed with knives and knives.

"Nephew Shi, after all, lived decades less than me." Yan Zhan said with a smile, "even if you are extremely smart, you are softer in the end."

"That's the same with each other," Ji Heng smiled softly. "Compared with me, it seems that you have more weaknesses."

Yan Zhan's smile was slightly stiff, and Lin roujia was his weakness. Yin Zhili was also his weakness. He really has many weaknesses. Compared with him, Ji Hong is heartless and has no close people. Even though he was his only grandfather, he was not intimate. Maybe there is an extra ginger pear now, but this is also a gamble. No one knows how much the ginger pear is worth.

He hoped to kill Ji Heng. The existence of Ji Heng was too big a threat to Yin Zhili. As long as Ji Heng is killed, Emperor Hong Xiao is not afraid, and the world is under control. But today he saw Ji Heng, and he knew that he could not walk out alive. This child has been dormant for decades, and his patience is frightening, and what he has to do to collect debts is unavoidable.

But even if he died, he would clear all the way for jou Chia and Yin Zhili! He will go to hell with Ji Heng, and he will die with Ji Heng!

Yu Ji on the stage sang softly, "persuade the prince to drink and listen to Yu Ge, and ease your sadness and dance. Ying Qin Wudao broke the river and mountains, and the heroes fought all the way. Since ancient times, the saying does not deceive me, success or failure in a moment. Relax and drink and sit down."

Yan Zhan, who struggled with Ji Heng, showed a strange smile and shouted, "burn!"

That torch, which was used for dedication, was carefully made into an alien shape, but it was thrown on the hung red curtain without looking at it, so the fire burst into the sky. The pavilion was made of wood, and the second floor became a sea of fire.

"You really don't want to go back alive," Ji Heng smiled and said, "even your own road is burned."

"As long as I can kill you." Yin Zhan replied, "even if I die, it's worth it." His knife went straight at Ji Hong. Those fighting men could escape, but on the second floor, Yan Zhan kept tripping Ji Heng's feet, making him unable to escape. But in other words, Ji Heng didn't want to escape at all. His fan twisted in a wonderful arc in the sea of fire, like the light dance of a beauty, or like the legendary beauty of assassinating a king, just waiting to see.

The children of the pear garden on the stage didn't realize it, as if they didn't see the raging fire or the sparks falling from the second floor. Singing the most wonderful scene in the play, Yu Ji said, "Oh, your majesty! How can my concubine bother your majesty? If it's unfavorable to send troops this time, retreat to the east of the river, and then try to raise it later. I'm willing to cut my sword on your waist, so as not to miss your concubine!"

The hero said painfully, "this... Concubine... You... Can't find this shortsightedness."

"Hey, your majesty! The Han soldiers have been slightly on the ground, and there is a song on all sides. The king is exhausted, and how can I live a cheap concubine!"

Besieged, besieged! The road leading to the downstairs was almost burnt out by the fire. There was also a gas fire under their feet where they were standing. Fighting to the death in the sea of fire, the rest of the men fought hard and couldn't help themselves. Both of them were scarred, but they seemed to be unaware of the pain, and they had to shiver tirelessly until the whole red building burned to ashes.

Just then, from outside the red building, suddenly another person rushed in. The man was covered with wind and snow, with white hair. I don't know whether it was snow falling on his head, or he was already old. Holding a three foot green sword, he went straight to the second floor. His movements were not as neat as those of the young soldiers, but he was particularly agile. It seemed that he didn't see the sky burning light at all, and his back was determined and never hesitated.

In the sea of fire, Ji Xuan's fan cut Yan Zhan's neck, and blood flowed. Yan Zhan's knife also cut his back, and his red clothes were wet. Neither of them would give up. Yan Zhan said with a ferocious smile, "nephew Haoshi, since you don't die with me, it's better to go to hell with me. I'd better leave the great rivers and mountains of Beiyan to my son!" At this time, Ji Hong's fan just stabbed him in the chest, and he didn't pull it out, but he didn't care at all. But before the fan was pulled out, he backhanded stabbed the knife into Ji Hong's back.

However, he failed.

At that moment, a figure was running up the second floor. He was already old. He looked at how fierce he was on weekdays. He was easy to get tired and rushed into the sea of fire, which was very reluctantly. At that moment, seeing this, he could only push Ji Xuan away, and the sword in his hand rushed straight to the other party.

Yan Zhan's knife stabbed into his back, and his sword pierced Yan Zhan's throat.

Yin Zhan fell down.

"Grandpa!" Ji Xuan cried out.

The actor disguised as Yu Ji on the stage has committed suicide, and it is the last scene when the overlord comes to the side of the Wujiang River. The unparalleled hero sang, "the Gu family was defeated. How can you face to see the old people in Jiangdong? Send the Gu's war horse across the river and let it go."

General Ji fell to the ground, and Yan Zhan bled at the corners of his mouth. Only in time to make a "ho... Ho" sound, he tilted his head and was breathless, and his face was still with a strange smile.

Ji Heng came downstairs with old general Ji in his arms. There were also tragic deaths downstairs, and there were dead people everywhere. He took general Ji in his arms, gently put it on the wool carpet stained with blood, and shouted, "Grandpa."

His voice was shaking.

General Ji's blood kept flowing out of the wound, and the snow-white carpet was dyed red by those blood. When he was young, he fought on the battlefield and suffered countless injuries. How many times he walked in front of the palace of hell and came back unscathed. He was always energetic and smiling. Even if the Ji family suffered so many inexplicable disasters, even if he stayed in the deserted government for the rest of his life, he always didn't take it to heart.

He should yell at people angrily, "get me a doctor quickly!" It seemed that he was determined not to die. As long as the doctor came to treat him, he was sure to get up soon and become the happy old urchin in the government.

However, his wound was so deep and the hole was shocking, as if he was going to bleed all over his body. The object of Yan Zhan's heart is Ji Hong. He didn't give Ji Hong another way to go. He worked hard to get a knife, a knife bought with his own life, five spirits of medicine stone, which can't be saved.

"Ah... Ah ho..." old general Ji called Ji Ho's name.

Ji Xuan held his hand.

"I know, you blame me... When I was young, I knew clearly who this matter had to do with. I knew clearly who killed Ming Han and Hongye, but I wouldn't take revenge for them. You are the only child of the Ji family. I can't let you be in danger. I endured it for more than 20 years until you grow up, and Yin Zhan came back by himself. I... I can finally take revenge for Ming Han." He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ji Heng looked at him, and a tear fell on the face of old general Ji.

No one has seen Ji Heng cry. The child seems to be born not to be sad, not to be afraid, and not to cry. It seemed that he would never cry except when he was a completely ignorant baby. Even general Ji has never seen Ji Peng cry.

"Why are you crying..." general Ji smiled, "not like a man."

After Yu Hongye's death, general Ji had also checked. The reason why he didn't let Ji Minghan continue the investigation was that Yu Hongye's body appeared outside his house inexplicably after entering the palace, which was done by the people in the palace at the moment. He was afraid of Ji Minghan's impulse and was told by others, but he didn't know that Ji Minghan couldn't stand his wife being insulted and killed by others, and he didn't hesitate to break with the whole family to find the real murderer.

On the night of the red mountain temple, Ji Minghan not only went there by himself, but also took 72 Chixiao rides with him. Yin Zhan's archers ambushed, and seventy-two Chixiao rode the whole army. The last person alive took Ji Minghan back to hide. A year later, he tried to contact General Ji and told him the truth. A few years later, the man died and entrusted his son to general Ji, who was Wenji's father.

General Ji knew all the truth, but he could do nothing. Lin jou Chia has given birth to a child, and he has no evidence. The important thing is that Ji Hong is young. Once Lin jou Chia finds out, she will only take the lead in dealing with Ji Hong.

In the future, Ji Chen will be the only one left in their family. He can't let Ji Heng make mistakes.

Ji Heng grows up day by day. He is smarter than Ji Junjun thought. He has been investigating since he learned of his parents' bizarre disappearance. He must have found something. General Ji can feel it. He became gloomy, quiet and moody day by day. Since childhood, he was no longer close to anyone. He got what he liked and didn't cherish it. He looked like he didn't care about human life at all, but in fact he was sober about everything.

"You blame me... Ah Heng, I'm sorry..." general Ji jundao. If it weren't for his tolerance, Ji Heng wouldn't know the truth too early. He walked into hell in an absolutely cruel way. He created the child himself.

"I don't blame you." Ji Xuan whispered, "if it were me, I would do the same."

General Ji looked at Ji Heng for a long time. He had never seen the child so gentle without any sharp edges and corners. He looked at himself with a forgiving look.

"This sword..." he tried to touch the sword beside him. "Qingming, this is my sword... It's also your father's sword. You should protect it."

Yin Zhan's men have all been solved, and many of those princes in royal guards will never wake up again. Zhao Ke and Wen Ji stood beside Ji Heng. They were also scarred. However, they were silent and refused to speak, staring at old general Ji sadly.

The old general is going to die.

Ji Heng held the sword, and his voice was light as if he was afraid of frightening him, "OK, Grandpa."

"This play... Very good, very good." General Ji said, and his eyes fell on the sky, as if there was something there. He laboriously stretched out a hand, pointed to the sky from a distance, and smiled, "Ming Han, Hongye, madam, you... You have come to pick me up..."

The hand suddenly dropped, and general Ji closed his eyes.

There was still a smile in his mouth, and his expression was very calm, as if he was very happy, and it was like unloading the burden of many years. At this moment, he was finally relieved.

Ji Heng knelt to the ground and kowtowed deeply to old general Ji. He didn't get up again, but fell on the ground and didn't get up for a long time. I don't know whether I'm crying or I can't make a sound because of grief.

Xiang Yu sang, "Oh, general! Eight thousand children are scattered. It's impossible to cross the Wujiang River alone. How can you see the Jiangdong people and so on? It's better to die and live!"

He committed suicide and died. On the edge of the Wujiang River, there was no hero anymore. The winner is singing, "stop!" The spectators were not happy with the victory, and no one applauded, and they sat silent.

The play broke up.

On the table in the first row, the silver plate was neatly stacked with gold ingots, which happened to be full. The green bowl was piled with white pearls layer by layer, which happened to be just a bowl. This is the reward for the play.

There are still two lives left.

A big fire was burning all over the sky. It burned on the Red Mansions like a robbery cloud on the Ninth Heaven. The actors dispersed. The play opened with a full house, but few people heard the end of the song.

The general in the stage stayed by the Wujiang River, while the general outside the stage fell into the red building, surrounded by emerald rings and beads. No one remembers the pride of that year.

The general died on the battlefield, indomitable, is a good play; Before the beauty commits suicide, it is a good play to have love and justice; It's a good play for the winner to call off the troops and win back the dynasty.

But there is only one person who watches the theatre for the rest of his life.