Zixu Changqing

In the night of lightning and thunder, the night of wind and rain returns to the people.

However, this return came with killing intent.

Not far away, Sun Changqing led the soldiers of Wu State to hit the gate of Chu State with a log in their arms. Dedicated sneaked across Wu Zixu's face, never daring to take a second look.

He had never seen such a complex expression.

Wu Zixu's face was tense, his lips were tightly pursed, but there were two raging flames burning in his eyes, like a suppressed and silent terrifying storm.

Zhuo Yi really couldn't tell whether he was gnashing his teeth, ecstatic, or... heartbroken.

Zhuo Yi lowered his head and moved away quietly. At some point, there was an open space around Wu Zixu.

The rain was falling, and there was a loud applause from soldiers not far away.

There was a creaking sound, and the century-old city gate of Yingdu, Chu State, opened.

After entering the city, all the generals of the state of Wu lived in the palace of the king of Chu and various marquises. Sun Changqing's burden suddenly became lighter, and he was worried about Wu Zixu, so he often went to him.

His burden has been lightened, but Wu Zixu's affairs are not lacking. This man had prepared all kinds of situations after the city was broken long before the Battle of Baiju, but there were still many things to do when it came to an end. Chu Guoying is very familiar with him, and He Lu almost let him take care of all the affairs.

One thing after another was reported, and the people coming and going kept coming and going but in an orderly manner. After Sun Changqing arrived, he sat quietly beside him. After a while, he went up to pour Wu Zixu a cup of tea. After Wu Zixu finished giving orders, he raised his eyes. Seeing him, while taking the tea, he also gave him a job, Sun Changqing said yes and went out.

When he came back to return to his mission, it was almost evening, and Wu Zixu had dinner with him. Sun Changqing was not used to Yingdu's dishes, but he never picked anything, didn't complain, and still ate a lot in one meal.

When the meal was finished, the sun was setting and the sky was full of red clouds.

Wu Zixu said softly, "Changqing, what are you doing tonight?"

Sun Changqing was nervous for a while: "No."

Wu Zixu: "Then come with me and go back to my house to have a look."

Sun Changqing nodded quickly: "Okay." He thought for a while and couldn't help laughing: "Do you still need to ask this kind of question? You make me very nervous."

When the two stood in front of the tall gate of the Wu Mansion, Sun Changqing didn't feel much, but after opening the door, he looked at the dilapidated pavilions, pavilions, pools and waterside pavilions, walked on the path, and saw the remaining vines in the weeds. Seeing the green bamboos, rockery and strange rocks, seeing the inscriptions written by the king of Chu and bestowed by the king of Chu from generation to generation, Sun Changqing finally had a more accurate understanding of the former Wu Mansion: this is the Tian family of his mother's family.

The bell rings, the food is served, the poems are presented, and the hairpin is tasseled. The aristocratic family has a century of glory.

Occupying an important position, in charge of the military regime, under the jurisdiction of the fiefdom, rich and prosperous.

If there were no accidents, Wu Zixu should have lived such a life.

Walking to a corner, there is a peach tree by the corner, with dense branches and blossoming petals.

Wu Zixu's eyes lit up: "Look, this peach tree is still here."

"What's the matter, what did you plant?"

Wu Zixu touched the rough bark and said with a smile, "Yes, I vomited a peach pit here when I was a child, and then a small peach tree grew, and I came to water it a few times. After waiting After five or six years, it still bears fruit.”

Sun Changqing was very interested: "How does the peach taste?"

Wu Zixu made a bitter face: "It's not tasty, it's sour and astringent."

Sun Changqing laughed, and Wu Zixu said, "You have to taste the peach trees you grow yourself. At first, you wanted to share them with your classmates, but then you didn't have the nerve to share them."

Sun Changqing circled around, regretfully said: "I saw that the peach tree was growing well, but I didn't expect it to be a fancy but not useful."

Wu Zixu: "...Sun Changqing, shut up!"

Walking past Wu Shang's room, you can see that it is empty, and all the original things have been emptied.The two of them didn't go in either. After standing for a while, they went to Wu Zixu's yard. Sun Changqing was a little puzzled: "Why does your yard look bigger than your brother's?"

Generally speaking, the yard of the eldest son is larger than that of the second son.

"This was originally my brother's yard." Wu Zixu sighed, "I was ignorant when I was young, so I fell in love with this yard. Later, I told my brother about it, and we changed."

Sun Changqing also has an older brother, but he was not born to the same mother, and he has never enjoyed this kind of treatment, so he can only envy: "You two brothers have such a good relationship."

"My brother loves me more." Wu Zixu recalled, and couldn't help laughing: "When I was young, I was learning to speak, and the first person I could call was "brother", not father and mother. My brother always remembered this matter. Wait, when I grow up, I will still talk about it with others."

Later, on the day of his marriage, Wu Shang held back a lot of alcohol for him, and when he was drunk, he talked about it again: "My brother, the first thing he calls is brother, not mother, do you think this is strange?"

He was not very sober at the time, and he yelled directly: "What a surprise! The nanny said it was because you stayed by my side every day and taught me to shout over and over again!"

The whole room roared with laughter, and Wu Shang also smirked at that time, completely throwing away his gentle and elegant demeanor.

But, that person is gone.

Wu Zixu came back to his senses, and went to his father Wu She's yard to look around again. Finally, the two walked out of Wu's mansion and closed the door again.

Xiongju, King of Ping of Chu, who had a feud with Wu Zixu back then, has passed away. His son, the current king of Chu, Xiong Zhao, fled in chaos before the city was destroyed. Bo Pi went out of the city to chase Xiong Zhao. He Lu called Wu Zixu and Sun Changqing to the palace. Here, discuss how to deal with the remaining Chu clan.

Wu Zixu wanted to kill the grass and roots, get rid of these Xiong's clan relatives, and destroy the Xiong's ancestral temple.Sun Changqing suggested to get rid of those who refused to surrender, and leave some, and then support Xiong Sheng to take control of Chu.

Wu Zixu kept silent. If he was calm enough, then he should follow what Sun Changqing said. This is the safest and most beneficial to Wu. The territory of Chu is too large, and the Xiong regime has been stable for nearly 500 years. It is difficult for Wu to control it.

But man, how can he be so calm all the time?

Helu thought for a while, and turned to Wu Zixu: "Chu State oppressed Wu State for hundreds of years, and now it's finally come to the door. Do I still want to keep those clansmen to enjoy the blessings? Kill them!"

Helu specially entrusted this matter to Wu Zixu. On the second day, Wu Zixu personally watched the Xiong's ancestral temple turn into ruins before his eyes. killed.

But Wu Zixu didn't care about these people, he cared more about other things. Xiong Ju was dead, but the body was still there.It's just that after Xiong Ju was buried, all the craftsmen and mourners were buried together, and Xiong's family members also fled, and Wu Zixu couldn't find his body for a while.

At that time, Xiong Ju put up Wu Zixu's portrait in the state of Chu to kill him, and whoever got Wu Zixu would give him [-] shi and reward the Viscount.

Now, Wu Zixu has posted notices all over Yingdu to dig up Xiongju's tomb. Those who know the information will give [-] shi and a reward of [-] taels.

Feng Shui turns around, and the world changes a lot.

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After more than ten days in a row, there was no good news. First, people kept reporting to receive the reward, but after excavating it was not Xiong Juzhen's tomb, and second, it was reported from Bo Pi that the King of Chu, Xiong Zhao, was nowhere to be found.The third is that the troops of Jin and other countries have not left for a long time.Fourth, the generals below reported that many Chu people rioted in the city of Yingdu.

When Sun Changqing heard about it, he went to Helu to ask about the city defense of Yingdu.

Sun Changqing told Wu Zixu: "From now on, I will be in charge of the city defense of Yingdu, so you don't have to worry about it."

Wu Zixu was silent, turned his face aside: "It's up to you."

Sun Changqing stood up and said, "Remember, since you follow me, you can no longer interfere."

Sun Changqing stood up and said, "Remember, since you follow me, you can no longer interfere."

Immediately, Sun Changqing led people to arrest the gangsters and beheaded dozens of people in the street.

On this day, Sun Changqing led the soldiers to patrol the street. An old man suddenly ran out in front of him and said that he knew where the tomb of King Zhao was. After many inquiries, I found out that my son had been buried with King Zhao.Before his death, his son said that he missed it once, that the tomb of King Yanzhao was twenty miles west of Yingdu City.

Sun Changqing met someone who reported more than once, and immediately said: "Then you go with this general once, if what you say is true, you will be rewarded. If what you say is false, wait for the stick."

The old man said: "If it's the truth, I don't want a reward, but my son's corpse."

Sun Changqing believed it a little, so he sent someone to inform Wu Zixu, and he led the old man to the west of the city.

The old man hesitated: "The little old man only knows twenty miles to the west of the city, but he doesn't know the exact location. Why don't you ask a grave master to take a look?"

Sun Changqing said: "No need, someone understands."

When they were twenty miles away, Wu Zixu also arrived with his soldiers. He rode his horse and looked around. Finally, he stood by the river and pointed his sword at a meadow: "Dig here first."

The soldiers who followed him took out shovels, shovels, and iron hoes, distributed them to the crowd, and started to fight one after another.

Sun Changqing rode to Wu Zixu's side: "Do you want to look around a few more places?"

Wu Zixu stared at the soldiers digging the ground: "There is Gaojiao at the back and Xiushui in front. If it is really twenty miles west of the city, it will be here."

Waiting until noon, a soldier exclaimed: "There is something below!"

Wu Zixu straightened his body, his voice didn't sound like his own: "Keep digging!"

After digging until late at night, Xiongju's coffin was dug out and placed at the bottom of a pit more than ten feet away. Under the light of the torches, the coffin was dimly yellow.

It is unknown who released the news, and the people of Yingdu came upon hearing the news. There were dense crowds of people standing around, and the lit torches looked like a huge ring of fire.

Wu Zixu fell into the deep pit with an expression on his face. The soldiers around him looked at it and stopped in fear.

People believe in spirits after death, and it is disrespectful to offend the dead.

At the bottom of the pit, Wu Zixu split open the coffin of the enemy with the Longyuan, and with only one sword, sawdust flew across.After two sword strikes, the coffin was split open.

The corpse was dressed in golden jade clothes. Although it had been dead for 11 years, its flesh and blood still remained, and its face was still vaguely recognizable.

Wu Zixu clenched his palms tightly, but he didn't realize that his hands were already bleeding.

It is you……

Bear House!

He retracted Longyuan, swung the steel whip from his waist, and lashed at the corpse.

A whip!Two whips!three whips...

Hate—ah——!

Another whip...

Another whip...

Wu Zixu whipped tirelessly, his elder brother's entrustment before parting in the bloody light, walking alone in the boundless dark night, twenty years of painstaking planning...

He was finally tired, and the whip fell from his hand uncontrollably. He staggered and stood aside, watching the corpse being drawn into a puddle of mud, bloody and bloody, and bony.

Wu Zixu spread his hands and laughed loudly.

He smiled presumptuously, and glanced at the crowd above. People and soldiers were standing around the deep pit, but no one spoke or made a sound. They all stared at him in fear, and avoided wherever he looked.

Except for one—

The man was holding a torch in his hand, wearing black light armor, with a wine jug on his right and a scabbard on his left. He was tall and masculine.

His face was bright in the light of the fire, and his eyes were full of concern.

Seeing Wu Zixu's gaze, he leaned forward a little.

His shadow was reflected for a long time by the torch, Wu Zixu looked down along his shadow and saw the front of his feet.

Wu Zixu stood up straight, but felt that his strength had been drained.

Sun Changqing jumped down and said in a low voice, "Go back?"

"it is good."

"Will Xiongju's corpse be placed here first?"

"Burn it."

Sun Changqing pulled Wu Zixu up, and the crowd crowded around him like a tide, and even made a wide way for them.

Back at the residence, Sun Changqing helped Wu Zixu off the horse, but Wu Zixu suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.

"Zixu, Zixu!"

Wu Zixu sank into darkness.

Rebirth

When Wu Zixu woke up, the sun was just right, and he felt something pressing on his leg. Looking down, it was Sun Changqing's head leaning against his leg, as if he was fast asleep.

The sun shines in through the window, with a little white dust.

Wu Zixu remained motionless and slowed down his breathing. After half an hour, Sun Changqing raised his head dimly, blinked his eyes, straightened up and said, "Old Wu, you're awake!"

Wu Zixu lay on the couch and said with a slight smile, "What time is it?"

Sun Changqing said: "It's noon, are you hungry? There is something to eat in the dining room, can I bring you something?"

Wu Zixu said calmly, "I'm not hungry." He closed his eyes, "Let me sleep a little longer."

"do not."

Sun Changqing advised him: "Can you get up and eat before going to sleep?"

"Old Wu!"

"You like crab meat buns, don't you want some?"

Wu Zixu threw the quilt over his head, and actually shrank inside.

Sun Changqing's heart was so soft that he poked the ball of quilt with his fingers, and said softly, "You can't do this, you're foul."

"Hmm~~~~" Wu Zixu drew his voice and hummed.

When Sun Changqing rarely saw Wu Zixu showing weakness, he couldn't bear to disturb him anymore, and carefully instructed his servants to prepare warm water, food, clothes and other things. The manager who is used to taking care of others wrote them down one by one and said: "General, I heard that Mr. Wu is good at rhythm, and it happens that the violin master Boya is in Yingdu at this time, and his qin skills are exquisite, how about inviting him to play the piano and present music for Mr. Wu?"

Sun Changqing immediately agreed: "Then invite him to come here tomorrow afternoon."

"promise."

At noon the next day, Sun Changqing came to Wu Zixu again, and the steward told him that Wu Zixu hadn't gotten up.

Sun Changqing was shocked, and hurried to Wu Zixu's bedroom, only to see Wu Zixu lying on the couch with his eyes closed and a good complexion on his face.

Sun Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, Wu Zixu didn't even open his eyes, just smiled and said, "Why are you here again?"

Sun Changqing sat down on his buttocks: "Come and eat."

Wu Zixu: "Does the food in my house taste better than those in other places?"

Sun Changqing took it for granted: "That's right, don't look at who lives in the mansion?"

Wu Zixu opened his eyes, with a smile on his lips: "Then you have to wait for a long time."

Sun Changqing looked at him with a gentle voice that he didn't even notice, and he said, "It doesn't matter."