Reverse Junhou

It was three months ago that the Yanqu tribe broke through Xinglong City and beheaded the Xinglong prefect.

Zhao Fengci and the royal guards rushed to Xinglong City in less than half a day.The refugees with their families along the official road disappeared, and the gates of Xinglong Mansion had already been repaired as before.The guards at the gate of the city were checking the horses and carriages entering the city one by one, and merchants and vendors lined up, waiting to enter and exit Xinglong City.Looking from a distance from the mountainside, this important town in Gyeonggi has been restored to its former state.

The people in the city who have experienced the massacre of the Hu people know that it has experienced a bloody storm a few months ago.

The new prefect of Xinglong Mansion received the news that King Huai was driving into the city, and he waited in front of the prefect's mansion early.Zhao Fengci knew that the new official who took office was once the right-hand man of the former prefect, so he didn't delay much, and asked directly: "A few days before the Hu people attacked the city, did Wen Youcheng ever come to Xinglong City?"

The new eunuch had heard about the recent situation in Beijing and China, so he replied truthfully: "Master Wen came to Xinglong City three days ago, but he didn't stay much, and left on the same day."

Zhao Fengci asked him to report Wen Xuechao's words and deeds that day one by one.

The eunuch thought about it carefully: "Master Wen arrived in Xinglong City in a private sedan around Mo Shen that day. When he entered the city, there were no horses and horses following him. After the lower officials and the old eunuch welcomed Lord Wen into the mansion, Lord Wen asked us a few questions. The situation of the refugees outside Xinglong City. After staying in Xinglong for less than two hours, they set off to return to Beijing." He also recounted the content of the conversation with Wen Xuechao that day.

After hearing what the prefect said, Zhao Fengci's eyes flashed with complex expressions.

The former prefect of Xinglong was deceived by the Yanqu tribe and drove the refugees pretending to be infected by the Hu people to the mountains outside the city.Yu Chijing seized this golden opportunity and asked his subordinates to rest in the mountains, waiting for an opportunity to attack the city in the middle of the night.Wen Xuechao hurried back to Guangyang that day, probably thinking that there was an outbreak of disease in Xinglong, and was eager to report back to Beijing.

As for why the court did not make corresponding countermeasures, he still does not know.

Zhao Fengci asked a few more details, and the eunuch answered truthfully.Hearing that Wen Xuechao insisted on going up the mountain that day, he could hardly suppress the bitterness in his heart.

Wen Xuechao was always alert, he insisted on going up the mountain that day, he must have noticed something strange a few days before the siege, but he still failed to prevent the Hu people from breaking through Beizhili.

If at Yandang Pass, I could have noticed the cover set up by the Hu people a few days earlier and returned to Guangyang in time, none of this would have happened.

He remembered how Wen Xuechao was leaning against the city wall covered in smoke and dust during the siege of Guangyang.Perhaps on the night of returning to Guangyang from Xinglong, Wen Xuechao was worried about the health of the mountains and rivers, so he couldn't sleep all night.On the day when the barbarians attacked the city gate, Wen Xuechao led the Habayashi guards to guard the city hard. I don't know how many times he looked to the north, hoping that he would lead the army back to help.

The person who should have been riding snow with his horseshoes and facing the wind with his drunken sleeves was dragged into this troubled world.

If he could return to Beijing three days earlier, as long as three days, he would definitely not let anything happen to Wen Xuechao.

After leaving the prefect's mansion, Zhao Fengci slammed his right fist hard on the corridor pillar, and bright red blood overflowed between his fingers.

Seeing that the prince was really angry, the guards followed behind and held their breath, not daring to disturb him.As soon as the group walked out of the prefect's mansion, they saw a few ordinary people in ragged clothes standing at the gate of the mansion, and the mansion guards blocked them from the outside.

Seeing Zhao Fengci and others leaving the mansion, the old man at the head shouted hoarsely, "Is your lord a nobleman from Guangyang?"

Zhao Fengci took the horse rope, waved away the guards standing outside the mansion, and walked up to the old man: "Do you have any grievances?"

The old man shook his head quickly, then stretched out his hand tremblingly, and took a thin child behind him.The child seemed to be no more than five or six years old. Although his body was a little weak, he was not yellow and thin.

"Caomin heard that a nobleman has come to Guangyang, so he specially brought his grandson to look for it." The old man pushed the young boy, "Hurry up and kneel down to thank the benefactor."

The little boy knelt on the ground and murmured, "Grandpa, it's not him..."

After listening to the old man talking for a while, Zhao Fengci finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter.The old man's family were all refugees who fled from the north to the south, and they had stayed outside the city gate for many days before Xinglong City was broken.The water and food outside the city ran out, and most of the refugees were on the verge of death.Before Xinglong City was broken, a well-dressed nobleman came to Guangyang.The old man's grandson was hungry, so he went forward and hugged his boots to eat.

The grandson told the dying grandfather lying on the haystack that the nobleman promised him that food would be delivered soon.The old man didn't believe it, he just thought it was a child talking nonsense.Unexpectedly, the next day, dozens of ox carts carrying hot porridge and rice came from Guangyang to the outside of Xinglong Mansion.

"As soon as the grass people heard that there was another person coming from the capital, they thought it was the noble man who delivered the relief food." The old man knew that he had misunderstood the person and offended the adults in the capital. Wei stood up.

Seeing the young boy looking at him with timid eyes, Zhao Fengci squatted down in front of the young boy: "Do you want to repay your kindness?"

The toddler wiped the dirt off his face, his eyes sparkling.

Zhao Fengci took out a wooden token from his bosom and put it in the palm of the young boy's hand: "The adult who saved you is in trouble now. If you want to repay your kindness, you will work hard for yourself in the future and live a good life. Ten years later, holding this token to go to the Zhenbei Army will be regarded as worthy of the king's heart."

Looking at the tall man in front of him, the young boy nodded ignorantly.

*****

As soon as the chariots and horses of the Wangfu returned to Guangyang, they received a report from Baiwan that Wen Xuechao had been arrested by the Ministry of Criminal Justice and put in prison.

Zhao Fengci sealed up the physical evidence that Xinglong had taken and handed it to Bai Wan: "Follow me to Dali Temple."

Now that the disturbance in Xinglong has been thoroughly investigated, once Wen Xuechao's personal testimony is obtained, it can be handed over to the imperial court to reopen the case.

Bai Wan looked at His Royal Highness Huai Wang who was full of dust and dust, hesitant to speak.

As soon as Zhao Fengci got on his horse, he noticed Bai Wan's strangeness: "What's wrong?"

Bai Wan considered his words for a while: "I'm afraid we won't be able to obtain Mr. Wen's testimony today."

He swallowed, and continued: "Master Wen was whipped by Wen Shizhen, and he was lying in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, still unconscious."

Seeing that His Highness's expression changed instantly, he hurriedly said, "The Imperial Hospital has sent someone to say, Mr. Wen was only injured, and no internal organs were injured..."

Before he could finish speaking, the horse under King Huai had already jumped up and left in a flash.

Zhao Feng resigned from the token of the prince, and followed the Prisoner of Dali Temple all the way to the end of the prison.The Prisoner heard that Lord Wen was imprisoned for plotting to assassinate King Huai, he hesitated and said: "Your Highness, Lord Wen has serious injuries, I'm afraid he won't be able to endure the torture."

King Huai asked, "Why did Wen Shizhen want to use caning privately?"

Prison Cheng sighed endlessly: "Master Wen, this is subject to the family law. He was beaten thirty times by Wen Canzhi and expelled from the Wen family's family. It seems that the name and surname have also been removed from the genealogy. The brothers are all watching on the spot. "

Seeing King Huai's footsteps paused, Prison Cheng thought it was the dim light in the prison, so he quickly raised the candle in his hand: "Your Highness, this way please."

The Imperial Prison is the most important place in Dali Temple, the prison is quiet and dark, only a ray of light shines through the window sill into this dark place.Prisoner took Zhao Fengci through the corridor and walked to one of the prisons.

"His Royal Highness King Huai is here, get up and pay your respects!" Prisoner shouted loudly.Seeing Zhao Fengci frowned, he said embarrassingly, "I'm afraid Mr. Wen is not awake yet, why don't you go and wake him up?"

"Light up the candle." King Huai's voice was cold.

Prisoner hurriedly lit the torch on the corridor, and presented another oil lamp to King Huai.Before he left, he saw King Huai striding into the prison with a cold face holding a candle, and he felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

When the enemy met, they were extremely jealous.If His Highness King Huai gets angry today and hurts Mr. Wen, it will be difficult for him to go back and deal with business.

Zhao Fengci walked into the prison holding a candle, and saw the figure in the corner at a glance.

Perhaps because of the unhealed whiplash on his back, Wen Xue was lying on his side on the straw mat with his back facing the prison door.He wore a frost-colored robe over his shoulders, and heavy shackles were locked around his ankles. Through the dim light, he could vaguely see the red marks and bruises on his back.

When he heard the slow and long breathing from the mat, he knew that Wen Xuechao hadn't woken up yet.Putting the candle lightly on the wooden table, Zhao Fengci stretched out his hand tremblingly, and smoothed the messy hair on the shoulders of the old man.

"I was only 14 years old when I led troops to attack Yanqu for the first time. With a sword in my hand, I rushed into the crowd of barbarians so recklessly. The ground was covered with blood everywhere, and I was killed by the barbarian's long axe. Hanging it on my neck, I thought to myself at that time, it’s not bad to just die like this. In life, don’t you just draw a picture of the front and back. But when I took Habayashi guards to attack the Beacon Tower years ago, I discovered that I started to get scared."

"I have spent half my life as a soldier, and I should have promised the country with my body, but when I think of leaving you in this world for nothing, I am unwilling to die." Zhao Fengci's voice trembled with restraint, and he pointed to his chest, "Just like this A heart can no longer hold others."

The gentleman seeks the world, and the phoenix seeks Qing alone.His fingertips ran down the back of Wen Xuechao's neck, and were finally submerged in the long ink-like hair.

"Wen Xuechao, you are trying to gouge out my heart."

Zhao Fengci buried his face in his palms, so as not to let other people notice his strangeness.After a while, there was a warm hand gently resting on his wrist.

Wen Xuechao sighed lightly: "Your Highness, I have been wronged."

Zhao Fengci was taken aback for a moment, and slowly raised his head, only to realize that Tashangren had woken up at some point.

Wen Xuechao supported the corner of the straw mat, and slowly turned around, only to find that Zhao Fengci's eyes were blood red from the flickering candlelight.

He raised his hand to wipe away the red marks on the corners of Zhao Fengci's eyes, put his fingertips in his mouth, and smiled: "I didn't expect that the little general from the north of Tangtang town would have a day of crying."

Zhao Fengci's cheeks were hot, but he said hoarsely: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Xuechao raised the corner of her mouth: "It won't hurt to see His Highness."

Zhao Fengci couldn't bear to see Wen Xue smiling lightly at Chaoyun again, so he bent down and kissed him deeply.

The air was filled with faint traces of rust and blood, and between lips and teeth intertwined, the despair and helplessness in Zhao Fengci's heart wanted to sweep over again.

He pressed Wen Xuechao's forehead and murmured, "What am I going to do?"

How can I save you?

Wen Xue opened her lips, but couldn't open her mouth.

How would he confess to His Highness the fifth prince? This time, Emperor Jingyang was determined to pull the Wen family down.In order not to be implicated, the Wen family and the Prince's faction couldn't keep him.

He just patted Zhao Fengci on the back: "Your Highness sent troops to the north before, and I will have time to speak to His Highness in the future. The assassin who sneaked into Yunrong Pavilion's study room that night stole my copybook. Presumably that letter is based on that letter." It was copied from a few copybooks. Now that I think about it carefully, the assassin is tall and strong, with light gray eyes, so he should be a barbarian."

Zhao Fengci's eyes darkened: "This matter is indeed related to the Yanqu Department."

He didn't know when the barbarians started following Wen Xuechao.The look on Yu Chijing's face that day when he mentioned Wen Xuechao had already become a sharp thorn in his heart.

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Zhao Fenghui's future old attack has appeared in this chapter.

感谢在2020-06-1612:26:02~2020-06-1712:10:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: the only princess in the southwest region, and one Molu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!