Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

During the reign of Emperor Xian, Yongjia was 41 years old.

Jinling City, Fudu Villa.

A deeply buried memory suddenly surged up, and Wei Li returned to nine years ago in a trance.

There is a saying in the Dasheng Dynasty: all the turmoil in the rivers and lakes returns to Jinling.

Jianghu Fengyun, also refers to Fengyun list, this list records young masters under the age of 30, and every ten years, there will be a major exchange.

And Jinling is the most chivalrous place in the Jianghu. With swords and white horses, drinking and singing, children love each other, happy grievances and hatred, there are countless sad Jianghu dreams hidden.

Warriors in this world are divided into six levels based on internal strength and state of mind, namely Mortal Realm, Yinyuan Realm, Kaiyang Realm, Tianheng Realm, Tianquan Realm, and Tianshu Realm.

If it is not for those who are extremely talented, it will take several years or even ten years to break through each level.

Jinling City is naturally entrenched with many forces in the world, and although the extremely low-key Fudu Villa has been hidden from the world for many years, everyone in the world still respects and admires it.

Therefore, in the 41st year of Yongjia's Fudu Mountain Villa, 230 and seven people died overnight, which made the whole Jianghu furious.

It rained even more.

Lian Shen waved his hand slightly and asked Xuanjiawei to escort the others to the front hall, only Tian Nan who held the umbrella for him, and Master Wei who had suffered a major blow were left here.

Wei Lipan took a step back on the ground, uncertain: "You...you are! You are from Fudu Mountain Villa?! Yes—your surname is Lian?"

"What's the relationship between you and the owner of Fudu Villa?!"

He quickly recalled the events of that year in his mind.

The owner of Fudu Mountain Villa has only one son and one daughter with his beloved wife. He is from a family of martial arts scholars. The eldest daughter Lian Yuwei and the youngest son Lian Yubai are rumored to be pure, kind and free-spirited. It's not right either.

Besides, all the people in the Fudu Mountain Villa were obviously dead, not one of the seven people in 230.

Lian Shen smiled and wanted to reach out to help him, but before he touched anyone, Wei Li dodged in fear.

His slender hands were in mid-air, pale and cold without any warmth after being drenched by rain.

The world only knows that the people who took action against Fudu Villa were the well-known killer force Chueyueliu, and their killing methods are very recognizable.

During that time, the rivers and lakes were full of blood and blood, and countless chivalrous men chased and killed those on the killer list.

But no one knows that the person behind the scenes who bought off the fall of the moon is not a person from the Jianghu, but the imperial court.It was also the imperial court who wanted to massacre Fudu Villa.

Seeing that he was not interested, Lian Shenwei withdrew his hand unhurriedly, pulled off his soaked sleeves, and folded his hands in them.

"What are you afraid of, Mr. Wei? At the beginning, you and several courtiers, together with the dying emperor, decided this matter together. The Fudu Villa has been wiped out for nine years. I am just a traitor in your mouth. It doesn't matter."

Wei Li was stunned for a moment by what he said, and then he shook his head crazily: "No! You definitely have something to do with Fudu Villa! Lian Shenwei! What are you going to do?!"

Lian Shenwei gestured for silence, and said softly, "Listen."

The front hall suddenly let out the cries and screams of women and servants in the deep house. Wei Liren was old, but his eyes were good, and he saw the blood washed by the rain in the front hall.

His eyes were bloodshot for a moment, and he roared tremblingly: "Lian Shenwei——!!"

"You! You! Even if the old man is really the chief culprit of the Nan'an fraud case, the charges will never reach the point of killing everyone! You are avenging your own private revenge! You abuse lynching! Aren't you afraid of being scolded by poking your spine?!"

Lian Shenwei dodged the old hands that wanted to grab the bottom of his robe, lowered his eyes, and said with a smile, "Master Wei also said that Gu is a traitor, how can Gu live up to Master Wei's expectations?"

Wei Li's eyes were red, he opened his mouth wide, and let out a meaningless moan from his throat. The earthy smell from the ground filled his nose, and tears and saliva trickled into the water.

The regent closed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "Listen, is there a sound of someone's head falling in the front hall?"

"Your wife, concubine, concubine... are in fear, they are complaining why you are not by their side..."

"Is the scene at Fudu Villa that night the same as it is now?"

"Master Wei, should you feel your conscience and say that you haven't done anything against your conscience?"

Wei Li: "...the ancestors have long since issued an order, prohibiting the princes and grandsons from having any relationship with people in the Jianghu, let alone... this matter, I am sorry for Fudu Villa, but if it happens again, the late emperor, this old man and others Courtiers who are loyal to the royal family will never regret it!"

"father--!"

A boy's scream came from the front hall, and then there was no sound.

"My son!" Wei Li's eyes were tearing apart.

He looked like a candle in the wind, and after the sound, he lowered his head, his face pressed against the mud on the ground, and he was already dying.

"Lian Shenwei...you are so cruel..."

He didn't make it difficult for him at all, but told him to listen to the death of his youngest son, who he regarded as a treasure, and his family's wives, one by one in the front hall.

Wei Li murmured: "In the future, according to the history books, my Wei family was full of loyalty and died at the hands of treacherous ministers. You will surely scold thousands of people..."

Before he died, his cloudy eyeballs turned, and he reached out to the long hairpin of the man who fell in the mud.

Wei Li held it in his hand with difficulty, prostrated himself on the ground, tied his hair panting, and inserted the long hairpin into it.

Immediately, his hands dropped to the ground, his eyes widened, and he fell silent.

Tian Nan sighed in a low voice: "In ancient times, the families of officials and officials who have been honored by the emperor's grace, all paid attention to appearance before death. Gentleman Hairpin."

"Really," Lian Shen smiled, then drew Tiannan's sword from his waist, and cut off Wei Li's bun and long hairpin together.

The long hairpin bumped against the ground and broke into several pieces.

"Then I don't want to fulfill his loyalty."

Lian Shenwei no longer looked at Wei Li on the ground, turned around and left.

Tian Nan quickly caught the sword thrown by his master, and stayed for a few seconds.

After all, he is a master of Tianheng Realm, but when the master took his sword away just now, he didn't react at all.

Not daring to think about it, Tian Nan hurriedly followed.

The rest of the Wei manor who was kneeling in the front hall were still alive and well, their mouths were gagged, and they fainted a lot from fright. Several buckets of chicken blood were splashed on the ground, and the strong smell of blood was washed away by the rain.

The captain of Xuanjiawei said: "Your Majesty Regent, according to your instructions, the brothers have complied."

Lian Shen nodded slightly.

"Tiannan, order someone to pour Mengpo soup into them and throw them into a village far away from the capital. I don't want to see them again."

Tian Nan: "Yes!"

Meng Po Tang is a kind of medicinal wine developed by Feng Ke that can make people forget their past. After drinking a cup, everything they experienced will be like a dream, and they will be forgotten when they wake up.

The people from the Wei Mansion were pulled into a carriage and transported out of the city. Immediately afterwards, the prepared corpses from the mass grave were pulled over. According to the population of the Wei Mansion, a lot of them were placed in the front hall.

All the valuable things in the mansion were moved away, barrels of oil were poured down, even Shen Wei threw torches, all were wooden houses, even though it was raining, the fire was still spreading rapidly.

Tian Nan whispered: "Master, I don't understand, you can kill them directly."

Although he didn't know about his master's past, but the master never kept it from him, so he could guess a little bit after a long time.

Lian Shen rubbed the metal wrench slightly, silent.

He was only mad at Wei Li, and the rest remained unmoved.

It's not that I don't want to vent my anger, but because of Ying Jingjue's face.That bastard occasionally studied in the Wei residence, and Wei Li's wife gave him a lot of motherly care.

For this alone, he couldn't do anything.

However, even if these people recover their memories one day, they will never be able to return to the capital, because all the people in the Wei Mansion have died tonight.

People from these mass graves will be buried in the Wei family's ancestral grave instead of them.

It is also extremely sarcastic to think about it.

"Leave a few people to clean up, prepare the car, and go to the palace."

Tian Nan: "What time?"

"No matter how late, I'm afraid many people will stay up all night tonight," Lian Shenwei walked, his heart suddenly suffocated, his limbs suddenly became weak, and his eyes went dark.

"..."

"master!"

Tian Nan exclaimed in a low voice, and pulled him in time.

The dense suffocation came from the heart veins, Lian Shenwei frowned, his breathing was heavy, his bloodless face was as pale as a piece of paper, his forehead could not tell whether it was rain or cold sweat.

Tian Nan immediately realized: "Is it an uncomfortable reaction to the new medicine that Mr. Feng gave you?"

He remembered that Mr. Feng said that while taking the medicine, one should avoid emotional upheavals, otherwise it would cause heartache, but he clearly didn't see any mood swings on the master's face just now.

Tian Nan couldn't help but anxiously said: "Master, I'll take you back home!"

Lian Shen slightly raised his hand to stop him.

After a while, he suppressed the memories of the past, opened his eyes, and whispered: "It's okay, go to the palace."

But like he said, tonight is a sleepless night.

Before getting into the carriage, there was the sound of horseshoes on the street, followed by a rough voice: "Stop!"

The old Hou Ye of the Zhongyi Hou Mansion sat on the horseback, looked at the Wei Mansion burning with horror and anger, and shouted: "Fire fighting! What are you doing in a daze?!"

The guards of the imperial city he brought looked hesitantly at the young man in black robe standing in front of the mansion.

Hou Zhongyi naturally saw it too.

The young man's usual three-point smile was gone, his face was pale and indifferent, and when he looked sideways, he called out: "Old Hou Ye, long time no see."

Old Hou Ye snorted coldly: "Leave him alone, go in and save people! Don't you dare to offend Lao Tzu if you don't offend someone surnamed Lian? Don't forget who you are working under!"

Since he lost a calf in the battle on the frontier three years ago, and his realm fell, he returned to the mansion to take care of him. He was afraid of scaring the children, so he stayed in the mansion all the time and didn't go out much.

Only today did he receive a secret letter from the crown prince, asking him to come and rescue Mrs. Wei's family, and he was shocked to realize that in the capital, Lian Shenwei is actually overshadowing the sky with one hand.

It's a pity that he came a step late!

The guards searched around inside, and came back quickly to report, "Reporting to Lord Hou, there...is no one alive anymore."

It was all scorched, and the original appearance could not even be seen.

Old Hou Ye: "The Regent!"

Lian Shenwei was helped by Tian Nan into the carriage, the carriage moved forward slowly, and stopped at the side of the old Hou Ye, he opened the curtain, "The Wei mansion was on fire, when Gu brought people over, they were gone .”

The feeling of weakness in his body made him no longer want to entangle with unrelated people too much, his tone was indifferent, and it fell into the ears of others, with a three-point indifference attitude.

The old Hou Ye was furious, he drew out his long knife and swung it towards the carriage. With his strong internal force, he rushed to the carriage, but was stopped by Tian Nan with a cold face.

"you dare!"

Tian Nanfei got on the horse, reined in the whip rope, and stood firmly beside the carriage, glaring in a deep voice: "I respect you, old lord, so don't be too unforgiving!"

Old Hou Ye was taken aback, and snorted coldly: "Tianheng Realm? With your strength, why are you loyal to a man with a wicked heart? Why don't you go to the frontier to serve when a man stands upright?!"

"Damn!" Tian Nan's face was pulled long, "You're not right-minded, and you are too lenient. At this time, you want to win over others, and I don't think you pay much attention to Wei Li."

He and Ming Zhu were originally only loyal to their master, the bullshit imperial court had such a beautiful idea.

It was probably the first time that Old Hou Ye was scolded so bluntly, his face flushed red.

He really had no feelings for Wei Li. The contradictions between civil servants and military generals seemed to be born. Three years ago in the frontier war, the backup was delayed, and many soldiers died. Later, I heard that they were the civil servants. So many died.

It would be a lie to say no complaints.

His face darkened: "This old man can clearly distinguish between public and private matters. If the regent tries to use the country's foundations and dies, this old man will not let you go. You just wait until tomorrow to go to court, and this old man will definitely report the truth to His Majesty!"

Lian Shenwei coughed twice: "Please go ahead. Tiannan, let's go."

Royal Palace.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

When Eunuch Li came up to meet him, he was startled when he saw that the regent was drenched all over, and hurriedly called someone to bring a cloak and a hand stove, "Why is it raining, my lord regent? Hurry up, put it on first, because you are catching cold on this rainy night in early spring." , it will be bad if you catch the wind and cold."

Lian Shen responded slightly, put on a cloak and put on the stove, and entered the hall.

The smell of ambergris came out from the censer. There were no maids and eunuchs waiting in the palace. Emperor Jing Cheng stood in front of the bookshelf with his back to him, sighed, a little tired.

"You came?"

"It's getting colder in spring, and the cold air is still there, but the jade sandalwood plum blossoms are not as good as every day. After the spring rain today, I don't know how much it will be ruined. I will not be as good as Wei'er in the end."

Lian Shen frowned slightly, fiddled with the tassels on the stove, and spoke indifferently.

"I said, don't let me hear you calling sister's name again."

"My sister will feel sick."

The author says:

Come on.

That's right, Clivia is a dream book that superimposes the three cold buffs of Chaotang + martial arts + no cp (akimbo jpg.)

I also dare to write this kind of cold subject matter in the slow travel small world. I dare not try other long articles, and I will be frozen to death if I write it (small voice)