In the middle of Shenjing City, under the bright moonlight, Jiang Yue of the Tianhui Army took You Tingjian and his wife and slowly walked out of the palace.

Jiang Yue, the commander of the legion who was covered in a radiant robe, stood next to a wide carriage, stretched out his hand to signal the two people next to him to enter the carriage, and then You Tingjian gently patted the back of his wife's hand in his hand, and after giving the latter a reassuring look, he took the lead in entering the carriage.

Then the carriage was escorted by a team of armored sergeants and drove towards the direction of the White Emperor Palace, and in front of the gate of Youfu, two soldiers stepped forward and directly pasted the seal in a cross shape, and the two big seals on it looked so dazzling under the moonlight.

Outside the small courtyard half a pillar of incense feet away from the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, the Shenwei, the Sun, and the Four Armies on the Three Wings surrounded it, and above the nearby tall buildings, one after another looked at the two lights and shadows in the kitchen of the small courtyard, sitting on the table and eating noodles.

In the kitchen, the two of them ate noodles, but their mouths were full of bitterness.

The middle-aged woman, who was in her forties but was old, continued to stuff noodles into her mouth silently with her rough hands, holding chopsticks, but the tears that poured out had already blurred her vision, and then she could only let out a low whimper, like a person who fell into the water, the most helpless cry before death.

"It's not easy for you to live alone this year, just now I saw a few catties of bacon hanging from this kitchen, the color is good, I remember that Shanzi's favorite food in the past is bacon. ”

Hearing Shan Wenbai mention his son, the tears in the middle-aged woman's eyes were even worse, and she stopped holding the noodle hand, and after trying to swallow it, she responded for the first time:

"The bacon was sent by the hostess of Youfu a few years ago, but Shanzi, Shanzi, he is gone, and I, as a mother, don't even know if I can see him again in my lifetime.

"Husband, please tell me, where did he go, even if it is a sword mountain and a sea of fire, even if it is death, I will go to him!"

In this last sentence, the middle-aged woman cried and shouted, and pleaded, but Shan Wenbai opposite her fell into a long silence under the light of this light, and finally shook her head and responded softly:

"Juan'er, I want you to know that Shanzi is also my son, and I will never harm him. ”

"I just want to see my son!"

A hoarse cry came from the mouth of the middle-aged woman, who then bit her lip and continued to say three words word by word:

"I hate you!"

"You deserve to hate me. ”

Shan Wenbai nodded, then turned his head to the side, looked at the flickering light next to him, and continued to speak softly:

"I said a few years ago that if I could come back safely, we would go to a place where no one knew us, but now it seems that this promise will not be fulfilled. ”

As the voice came out, Shan Wenbai's seven orifices gushed out black blood again, and then he raised his sleeve and wiped it carefully, but he couldn't wipe it clean.

The middle-aged woman looked at her husband's blood-drenched appearance, closed her eyes, and tried to calm her trembling body gradually, and after a long time, she spoke:

"Husband, the news that you went to Wide City a few years ago was that I wrote a letter and handed it to Lord Si Tianjian. ”

As soon as these words came out, Shan Wenbai's hand holding the noodles stopped in mid-air, and then his face remained unchanged, and he continued to stuff the noodles into his mouth, chewing carefully, and the response sounded in the small kitchen:

"I originally thought it was You Tingjian, but I didn't expect it to be you Juan'er. ”

"I don't want to live like this anymore, I'm tired and it's hard. ”

The middle-aged woman who gradually calmed down and held back her tears, with despair and relief in her voice, then looked at Shan Wenbai, who was covered with black blood in front of her, and spoke again:

"I'm a woman, I don't understand the so-called big things of my husband, and I never ask, I used to think that my husband was for the people of the entire capital, but you and I have lived under one roof for so long, and I can feel a little different. ”

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, it's better to be dead. ”

Shan Wenbai looked up to the sky and let out a sigh, then turned to look at the middle-aged woman with a calm face, and asked softly:

"Lady, are you done eating?"

In the large bowl in front of the middle-aged woman, the bowl of noodles that was extremely bitter was only a little soup left, and then she nodded and responded softly:

"Ate well, delicious. ”

"Eat and drink to your heart's content, so let's go!"

"I still don't have to worry about going down the mountain, this child has a hard life when he is young, and he was thrown away by you in the most dangerous Yulong Pass for several years, and finally returned to Beijing to see him, and he was driven away, if there is a next life, I, who is a mother, I hope he will not be my son." ”

"Reincarnation is impermanent, if there are such things as an afterlife, if I want to come, I will be burned by karma, and I will not be able to transcend it. ”

Shan Wenbai's voice became lower and lower, weaker and weaker, and after a few breaths, the lights in the kitchen of this small courtyard were directly extinguished, and on the high pavilion on the side, Liang Po's eyebrows were raised upward, and he took a step forward, and the whole burly figure fell straight down, and a faint and mellow voice surrounded in place:

"Let's go, go collect the corpse. ”

Then Dongguo Lezheng and Li Chunfeng, two elderly men, looked at each other, and said in unison:

"Your Majesty, he is really merciful, and can let him judge himself so decently, but in other words, it is impossible to get any information from his mouth for this kind of strong-minded hero, and perhaps this is also the smoothest way to deal with it. ”

"Sometimes, you can get more information after death than when you are alive!"

Dozens of breaths later, the door of the kitchen in this small courtyard was pushed open by Liang Po, and then the moonlight spilled into it from the outside, and under the faint light, on the dining table, there were two figures, and the black blood gushed out from the seven orifices of the two, and there was no life.

"People are like dust, no matter who they are in life, they are all a piece of loess after death, and they will be post-mortem examinations!"

Liang Po stepped into it, and the voice rolled out.

White Emperor's Palace, Imperial Garden.

Under the Xuantian Wood Life Spirit floating around, Zhao Yu, who was wearing plain white mourning clothes, sat upright, and then he raised his hand to pick up the steaming bitter tea beside him again, took a sip, slowly got up, walked to a soul-attracting candle lit in the imperial garden, and knelt beside it.

The young emperor bowed his head and stared at the flickering candle flame in front of him with ebony black eyes, and the smoke rising from the red candle seemed to form the face of a kind old lady, with a smile on her face.

Zhao Yu quietly looked ahead, then smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said softly:

"Grandma, in the first seven days of today, if you come back to browse the entire Great Xia, you will definitely see a lot of excitement, and for me, all this is just the beginning, the ninety years of the Great Xia calendar are destined to be extraordinary. ”

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