Don't steal a man from me

In December of the third year of King Shanglie, when Chen, Ji, and Song Wei were busy registering the land and wealth that they had invaded from Xi, King Qing Huiwen turned around and led 20 people under the pretense of "returning to Qing through the Three Kingdoms". Wan Qingjun and Hui Yu led 30 Qing troops to attack the three kingdoms of Chen, Ji and Song Wei in three ways.

After Jingming's "Hufu cavalry and shooting" by Jingming, the army's strength increased greatly. When the cavalry dressed in Hufu and wearing crossbows waved their long swords and attacked the barracks of Chen, Ji, Song and Wei, the soldiers of the Three Kingdoms For a moment, the three kings were stunned. The three kings did not expect that the Qing Wang, who was originally just taking advantage of the way to turn back, would change his mind midway. A large number of soldiers died under the cavalry of the Qing army. The three kings were shocked and angry, and sent envoys to Chu to ask for rescue.

Chu Yunqi drank tea leisurely in the side hall of the Chu Palace, while receiving envoys from the Three Kingdoms who were in a hurry. Raising his eyebrows, he said with a smile: "You envoys, don't be in a hurry. If you rush to say this, even the widows can't understand it. Let's talk one by one."

Ji Guo's envoy wiped the sweat from his forehead, bowed his hands and saluted: "Qing Wang Huiwen has no faith in his words, is insidious and cunning, the king of Chu should act on behalf of the heavens, and crusade against the tyrannical Qing country!"

"Yes! Shame on the country! The king should be killed!" Envoy Chen echoed.

"My king is willing to follow the king of Chu to conquer the whole country!" Song Weiguo's envoy was filled with righteous indignation.

Chu Yunqi sneered, he had heard similar words not long ago at the meeting of Faxi of the Six Kingdoms.

In the chaotic times of Spring and Autumn, only the strong are the rule makers, and only the strong are synonymous with the law of heaven and benevolence.

"I have just gone through a great battle in Chu, and the soldiers are exhausted and need to rest for a while. When you go back and tell the kings, you say, when my soldiers in Chu eat, drink, and rest enough, I will definitely teach them a lesson. Let him know what a strong country is." Chu Yunqi smiled and said.

"This..." The envoys of the Three Kingdoms looked anxious.

"All envoys, please go back." Chu Yunqi waved his hands.

As soon as the words fell, a small column of guards entered the side hall, and the chief guard saluted the three envoys: "My lord, please—"

The envoys of the Three Kingdoms had no choice but to bow their hands to Chu Yunqi and leave dejectedly.

At the end of December in the third year of King Shang Lie, Qing Wang Huiwen led his army to capture nearly a thousand miles of land in the Three Kingdoms. Then he returned home with unsatisfied intentions. He sat on the throne and began to count and register the land and wealth that had been invaded. He looked at the box after box. The golden and white jade, Wang Huiwen could not close his mouth from ear to ear. He would go to the treasury every day, with a smile of "taking the world into my arms" on his face.

While Qing Wang Huiwen was still immersed in the joy, a total of 80 elite soldiers from the Chu and Mo countries attacked from the west and south of the country.

Qingguo first attacked Xiguo, the soldiers were already exhausted, and then they turned around and attacked Chen, Ji, Song and Wei without stopping. Under the militarism, almost exhausted all the elite Qingguo had created since Jingming Hufu riding and shooting Soldiers, the day and night war dragged down the common people and soldiers suffered unspeakably, so when the Chu-Mo coalition army attacked, most of the troops surrendered and surrendered. The Chu-Mo coalition army could capture the next city without losing many soldiers.

"Your Majesty, the Chu army has broken through our city of Qingchen, and they are marching towards Luocheng in the north!"

"Your Majesty, the Mo army has crossed the Fen River, captured Qin City, and is heading towards the Huiyuan area in the east!"

"Your Majesty, the governor of Xincheng surrendered to the Chu army without facing the battle, and Xincheng fell!"

Every day, news of Qingjun's defeat spread to Quyang, the capital of Qingguo. Huiwen's face became more gloomy every day. With a livid face, he threw the memorial to the scouts who came to report the battle and scolded: "Trash! A bunch of trash! What use does the widow want you to have!"

"Your Majesty..." The scout picked up the memorial tremblingly, and handed it to Hui Wendao while kneeling.

"Go to hell!" Huiwen pulled out the king sword at his waist and stabbed directly at the scout's chest. The scout fell down with a muffled groan, blood splashed on Huiwen's royal clothes, and the candlelight hit his face with a hideous look terror.

"Your Majesty, why bother to be angry with him? This scout is just a soldier who came to report the situation of the battle." Feng Qing stepped into the hall wearing a red dress and bowed his hands.

"What are you doing here? Has the widow summoned you?" Hui Wen glanced at him and said coldly.

"Your Majesty, I have followed Jingming, the rhinoceros head, to conquer Beimo, and I have learned a lot of Jingming's methods of using troops. If my Majesty trusts my subordinates, I am willing to lead the army to resist the Chu-Mo coalition forces." Feng Qing bowed his hands and saluted.

"You?" Hui Wen raised his eyebrows, with doubts flashing in his triangular eyes.

"If the king can't trust the subject, then the subject can only resign." Feng Qing shrugged and was about to leave after speaking.

"Wait." Huiwen stepped forward to hold Feng Qing, and said with a smile, "Sir, what are you talking about? You are a disciple of Xiaoyaozi. How can I not trust you? Then I ordered you to be Marquis of Anding, and lead me to pour One hundred thousand soldiers guard Quyang."

"Feng Qing thanked my king for trusting me, I will die for the sake of my country!" Feng Qing bowed his hands and saluted.

Huiwen sighed, the Chu-Mo coalition forces will attack Quyang in a blink of an eye, and he can only send Feng Qing out for a while, so that he can escape with the gold, silver and jewels. At that moment, he waved his hand and said, "Retreat!" Come down."

"No!" Feng Qing cupped her hands and left.

There was heavy snow like goose feathers in the sky again, Feng Qing was wearing a crimson fiery red dress, and came to a lonely grave step by step. There was no word engraved on the tombstone, and the snow covered the uplifted loess under a piece of pure white, Feng Qing sat down slowly, he stretched out his trembling hand to caress the tombstone, his eyes had long lost the charm of the past, he smiled with his lips curled up, his eyes softened and said softly: "Man Yazi, you are by the bridge of Naihe Wait for me, Feng Qing will come down to accompany you soon."

It was snowing in the thousand mountains at dusk, and Guhong flitted across the sky, leaving only the sad and sad cry. Feng Qing leaned on the tombstone, looked up at the heavy snow that was flying all over the sky, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and silently seeped into her gray temples.

The heavy snow whitened his head, and also the whole world.

You buried the bones in the mud, I sent the world to the world full of snow.

In January of the fourth year of King Shang Lie, Qing Shangqing Fengqing led a hundred thousand troops to guard Quyang, and the Chu-Mo allied forces set up camp outside Quyang City.

Knowing that the situation was over, Qing Wang Huiwen and his family hurriedly fled from the north gate of Quyang City overnight with a cart full of gold and jewelry.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" Huiwen kept urging the coachman.

The coachman complained, raised his whip and lashed the horse. The horse hissed long and hard. The hot air from his nostrils quickly condensed into white mist. The horse's hooves knocked on the official road, making a dull sound. Seeing the star Chang Geng shining in the eastern sky, he kept urging anxiously: "Hurry up! Hurry up for the widow!"

The horse neighed suddenly, and the coachman pulled the reins suddenly, the huge momentum pushed Huiwen forward, his head hit the door frame, and soon a big swelling swelled up, Huiwen was furious He quickly opened the curtain and was about to curse, but when he saw the situation in front of the carriage, he froze.

Feng Qing was sitting on a horse wearing a vermilion robe with a phoenix pattern, behind him was a column of cavalry, only to hear Feng Qing laughing: "Your Majesty, where are you going?"

A chill surged up Huiwen's spine. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he read correctly. He thought Feng Qing was here to escort him, so he hurriedly said, "Quick! Escort the widow to leave Quyang!"

"This Feng Qing can't do it." Feng Qing smiled and said.

"What are you going to do?!" Huiwen watched Feng Qing, who was dressed in red, turn over and get off the horse, walking towards him step by step with a smile on his lips, he shouted involuntarily: "Feng Qing, are you going to murder the widow?!"

"That's right, I'm here to kill you." Feng Qing shrugged.

"Bastard!" Huiwen's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he slapped the wall of the carriage and roared angrily.

Feng Qing turned her head and said: "Please get King Qing out of the carriage."

"No!" The two bodyguards behind him got off their horses one after another, stepped forward quickly, grabbed Hui Wen's arm, dragged him off the carriage and pressed him to the ground.

"You, what are you going to do? Don't kill me. I'll give you all the gold and jewelry, and everything. Tell me what you want, don't kill me!" Huiwen struggled and begged for mercy.

As if Feng Qing hadn't heard of it, he stepped forward and slowly pulled out the dagger, let go and threw the scabbard aside, knelt down and said, "From the moment you killed Jingming, you should understand that sooner or later you will die worse than him."

"No, no, Feng Qing, didn't you say you won't avenge Jingming?!" Hui Wen's body trembled like chaff, he tremblingly said.

"When you cooked Jingming's corpse in front of me, did you think that the bowl of broth I swallowed would be enough for me to cut you into pieces?" Feng Qing grabbed his collar Word by word: "When you ordered Jingming to be killed with random arrows, did you know that I swore a poisonous oath in Qincheng to let the Hui family exterminate the family?"

"Forgive me, Feng Shangqing!" Hui Wen shook his head again and again.

"Chi - it's just a dog." Feng Qing threw him on the ground, stood up and said, "Huiwen, I'm going to break your hamstring first, then your hand tendon, and then smash your eyes. The last one will kill you one by one."

In the gray sky, someone's screams resounded through the sky. The startled birds flapped their wings and flew towards the endless sky. The north wind blows heavy snow like goose feathers, forming a vast snow curtain between the sky and the earth. Feng Qing is covered in blood, which is the blood of Hui Wen, Hui Yu and their wives and children. Feng Qing is still wearing the crimson fiery dress. He is dressed in red, without a crown, and his long black hair is all draped behind his head. The dagger in his hand is still dripping blood, following his footprints, leaving a lonely mark in the ice and snow.

"Man Yazi, Feng Qing came to look for you, if you dare not remember me, I will make you look good." Feng Qing looked at the tombstone and said softly.

Raising his hand and raising his arm, he stroked towards his throat without hesitation, a slender thread of blood slowly dripped down his fair neck, Feng Qing shook his body, and threw himself on the ground, he slowly crawled towards the tombstone, the The pair of phoenix eyes slowly closed, and the last tear fell from the corner of the eye.

Man Yazi, walk slowly on Huangquan Road, Feng Qing is here to accompany you.