Chapter 641

"It's getting dark early. It's ten miles away from the post station." The captain of the guard drove to a carriage engraved with the mark of the grassland royal family, and asked aloud, "princess, whether to go ahead or look for a place to live, please ask."

The curtain slightly opened a line, Phoenix know slightly calm, no wave of the voice came, "camp on the spot, take advantage of the night road is not safe."

The captain of the guard was ordered to go. Feng Zhiwei sat quietly in the car and listened to the orderly arrangement outside.

Not long ago, she was ordered to go back to the imperial capital. Gu Nan Yi was refitted to accompany her to Longbei and parted ways. On the one hand, he had to go back to take care of Zhizhi, sit in Xiliang, pass on the situation there, and respond when necessary. On the other hand, Gu Nanyi was the representative of Wei Zhi. When she returned to Beijing as fengzhiwei, he was no longer suitable for her.

This place is near the border of the Yangtze River and Huaihe River in northern Gansu Province. It's three or four days' journey to the imperial capital. Fengzhiwei is not impatient. The situation in the central part of the country is changeable. It's sooner or later.

Since Ning Yi was severely harmed by the emperor, he was suspected by the emperor and deprived him of the right to visit the palace at any time. For more than half a year, his father and son did not meet in private. As a result, the influence of the seven princes' faction rose. The seven princes' faction, which had been suppressed for a long time, jumped out immediately after he lost power, and the saying of "virtuous king" filled the court and the public again The seven princes' camp was proud of this. He simply asked the seven princes to lead the army. With his solid military achievements, the seventh prince was steady and hesitant. In the middle of the dynasty, his faction had repeatedly advocated for him, and Emperor Tiansheng immediately ordered the seventh prince to lead the army of vanquishing the south The seven princes succeeded in the first battle, reported a great victory, and killed 3000 enemies. There was a lot of jubilation and praise in the court. However, at this time, the seventh Prince connived at his subordinates, pretended to be the head of the enemy, and even slaughtered three villages. As a result, no one was found within a hundred miles. After the news came out, the people in northern Gansu ran into the military barracks, The "Qingyang cult" took the opportunity to preach and pointed out that the imperial court acted against the will of heaven. In a few days, it gathered tens of thousands of people. When the news reached the central court, his Majesty was furious. When the information was thoroughly investigated, the matter was still kept secret. Even fengzhiwei could not get any information about who went to investigate the case in northern Gansu. However, it was obvious that there was Ning's game in this case. She could see from the ups and downs of the incident The style of playing Ningyi is to show weakness, make the opponent lose his head, make you climb higher and higher, and then take off your ladder, and when you plant more and more heavily, so there are so many desperate advocacy after the victory of the seventh prince, which makes the emperor elated and endlessly rewarded, and the emperor praises the seventh prince as a national model. The award order spreads all over the country and makes the seventh Prince dizzy and lose his vigilance At the peak of the bustling red fire, everyone knows that it is impossible to recover the moment, pouring ice and snow plummeted.

At that time, how could the disgraced emperor not be angry?

Feng Zhiwei sighed softly, thinking that the mission of Qingyang sect has always been very low-key and secret, and has never disturbed the government. Except for several roads in the south where information is not available in the war, he is very careful in preaching in other areas. However, it is obvious that Ning Yi knows it. He uses the case of Tu village in northern Gansu Province to uncover the affairs of Qingyang cult.

She believes that the mission of Qingyang sect outside Nandi should not be so arrogant, but Ning Yi said that arrogance is arrogance. In the short term, Qingyang sect will not develop rapidly outside Nandi.

Feng Zhi holds her finger and thinks about the future. Now she is not alone. She is the fate of too many people in the world. However, her secret is tied to Ning's hand. Life and death depend on his mind. It's terrible.

Although he has been hidden, although he has always said that he does not want to be the enemy of her, but now, has become the enemy and ourselves, who can not bear to rely on to survive, too naive and too ridiculous. He is also a hero. How can he sit and watch others try to pry his family? What's more, in his eyes, it's even his.

What if he didn't want to? His own people worry about him, day and day advocacy, xinziyan is a precedent!

Feng Zhi sighed a little, thinking about the secret letters from Hang Ming, Qi Shaojun and others received these days. Both intentionally and unintentionally, they said that the king of Chu was evil, 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 to achieve great things.

Feng Zhi closed her eyes slightly, and her heart surged. Suddenly, her face was cool, and her fingers twisted. It was a snowflake, which had just passed through the gap of the car curtain and fell on her face.

It's snowing.

She gently picked down the snowflake, put it in the palm, the angular snowflake twinkled in the palm, she slowly counted the snowflake petals.

"Kill, don't kill, kill, don't kill, kill..."

Have not finished counting, snowflakes have melted in the palm, cold Yin dye in the skin.

In the end, I don't know whether to kill or not.

Feng Zhiwei curls up the palm and holds the cool of that palm tightly.

She counted so slowly, didn't she want to face the result of counting?

She closed her eyes, and the sky around her sank down, and the cold wind on top of her head whirled endlessly. It sounded like the lamentation of countless wronged souls.

Changxi 19 years of the early snow night, Longbei.

Five miles away from Fengzhi Weima motorcade, there are three small villages which were slaughtered by the seven princes as enemies.A mile away from the village, there is also a group of carriages, simple and low-key, walking on the road to the dead village.

A mile away from the carriage, countless masked men crouched in the snow in the dense forest, their eyes shining on the dead village not far away, waiting for the arrival of the carriage. Their swords and swords were painted with black paint, and there was no reflection in the night.

These are the three points on the map of northern Gansu at the end of the 19th Tiansheng period. They are triangular, and they are very close to each other very slowly.

In the center of the three points, Feng Zhiwei's motorcade stands silent in the snow.

Night north wind tight, snowflakes fly by pair, first sparse after dense, gradually covered with a layer of white.

This kind of weather is no longer suitable for sleeping in the open. The captain of the guard sent someone to find a family or ancestral temple where they could live, but they did not get any information.

"How could it be?" The captain of the guard said anxiously, "it's not a remote place. It's not far from Jianghuai. How can there be no one else?"

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