Chapter 66 The curtain begins

While talking, Leng Changxi slowly walked up the wall with an old woman who was over 60 years old. The old woman was dressed a little thin and was a little staggered by the arrogant wind on the wall.

Leng Changxi simply wrapped his warm fox coat around her mother-in-law, who was the old woman who fell into the crowd when the team went out of the city and was relieved by Qin Yunuan.

Now she has come all the way for one thing.

The old man's surname is Yu, an ordinary farmer in Xiliang City, and he lives with his only grandson. Just a few days ago, his grandson also unfortunately passed away and left the old man alone. His mother-in-law missed his grandson and washed her face with tears every day. Finally, she even built a small grass blanket beside his grandson's grave and accompanied his grandson day by day. But before the first seven, her grandson's grave was pried open for no reason, but the body inside was incomplete. To be precise, the body was still there, but her grandson's skin was gone and became a skinless corpse.

Mother-in-law can't accept this fact at all, and those who skinned may not have thought that a lonely old woman would live in the grave, so that their atrocities were exposed.

"Bastard, that's the bastard!" As soon as Yu's mother-in-law saw Jing Yuanchu kneeling on the ground, she rushed up and punched and kicked him. Fortunately, she was pulled away by Leng Changxi in time.

"Old woman, calm down. This is in front of the emperor. Don't be too presumptuous." Qin Yunuan took Yu's hand and comforted her, "You just need to tell the emperor all the sufferings, and the emperor will naturally decide for you."

Mother-in-law looked at Jing Donghua bitterly and shook her hands and pointed to Jing Yuanchu: "It's this man, today's thirteen prince, a good prince among other people. He is the one who led people to dig my grandson's grave that day. I clearly remember him."

Jing Donghua will be skeptical, and Qin Yunuan naturally knows that Jing Donghua will not suspect the child he grew up because of a sudden appearance of an old woman. Secondly, there is a lack of evidence.

"I have evidence." Grandma Yu tremblingly took out a piece of hard object wrapped in sackcloth and handed it to Jing Donghua. "This was the night, I found it next to my grandson's body after the group of people came. At first, I didn't know why they skinned my grandson. Until that day, the palace sent a team to When I was in charge of this yellow flag barracks, I saw a man with a very small peach-shaped birthmark on his wrist. The birthmark was very special. I was unique to my grandson. I recognized it. Although my eyes were dazzled, I recognized that the man's skin was my grandson's.

"Come on, hand over the evidence in the old woman's hand." Jing Donghua ordered, and the bodyguard turned his hand to hand over the linen package. Jing Donghua shook his hand and was angry when he saw what was here. He held out a blood-colored jade in his hand and said to Jing Yuanchu, "This is the protective jade I gave you when you were 20th and the crown gift. A few days ago, when I asked you, you said that this A piece of jade was accidentally broken by you. I'm afraid that I will blame you, so I haven't worn it. What about now? How do you explain it?

"Father, this...this must be fake." Jing Yuanchu didn't expect that the old man would come up with such favorable evidence. For the first time, he was so nervous. At the same time, he saw a gentle but chilly smile on Qin Yu's face and a kind of indifference emitted by Leng Changxi through the silver mask.

"There are only two pieces of Kunlun's blood jade in the world. The tentacles are warm and the blood color is unparalleled. As for you and Yuanxiao, Yuanxiao is the prince of one country, but you are just a son of a slave and maidservant. I treat you two equally and never biased, but you repay me like this, harm the people, and use this This vicious method makes people pretend to replace it. From the beginning, it was wrong for me to ask you to find the whereabouts of Qinghe.

"Father." Things have come to such a point that Jing Yuanchu is no longer afraid to tear up with Jing Donghua, "Are you sure that you are treated equally? When the queen passed away, you mourned the whole country and personally recited the Buddha for the queen, but when my mother died, she still burned into ashes with the etiquette of slaves and maidservants, sprinkled them in the dead well in the palace. The eldest brother married, and your old man chose Bai Shishi, the legitimate daughter of the Bai family. You have thought that in fact, my son and ministers have also fallen in love with each other. Bai Shishi, and I got married, but you stuffed a broken pair of shoes into me in order to marry Daqi. Father, you have done so many things, how dare you say that you are really treated equally?

Jing Yuanchu's face was miserable, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly thickened. At first, there was a heavy rain of sesame, which fell sparsely. It happened to be a drop on Jing Yuanchu's lips. It was slightly cool and cold to the bone. But only he knew this taste. As the son of a slave, he walked all the way, endured humiliation and lived everywhere. It's not easy, just because he doesn't die like his mother and squeeze in a urn with Biren. Is it wrong? It's not him who is wrong, but that this bastard has a different world, and all those who have despised him.

"Thirteenth brother, ten years after your mother's death, didn't your father specially title your mother as a quiet concubine for the sake of your filial, modest, erudite and talented?" Jing Yuanxiao foolishly tried to comfort Jing Yuanchu with such a meager thing, but only got Jing Yuanchu's more thorough self-mockery: "Ten years after death? Filial piety and modesty? If I am as mediocre and can't do anything in my life, will my mother not have a name in her life? All of this is won by me. I am worth it. I should have all this, and you, why, you don't have to do anything, just because of a wish before the queen dies, you can live a comfortable life.

Qin Yunuan glanced at Jing Yuanchu: "There is no reason for any problem. There is a world of difference between the concubines. This is an indisputable fact, but if you climb up on other people's heads, you are helpless."

"Helplessness?" Jing Yuanchu suddenly stood up. Yes, without Jing Donghua's order to get up, he openly challenged Jing Donghua's authority.

"Then let's see if I'm helplessness." Jing Yuanchu suddenly took down the red flag flag on the wall that was half wet by the drizzle and waved a big eight characters to the north. This is a signal in the military flag. Leng Changxi recognized it, which meant the order to start the action.

Jing Yuanchu was actually manned in the barracks.

"Old Thirteen, what do you mean?" Jing Donghua's face did not change, and his face was still a kind of majestic and irresistible domineering. "This is my military camp in Xixia. Do you dare to do it?"

"What?" Jing Yuanchu laughed and said, "I'm not only going to make a rebellion, but also to rebel."

As soon as the words came out, everyone looked surprised, but then, an emergency drum beating sounded, and the soldiers who had done the morning under suddenly disappeared. In an instant, the sound of drums on the wall came to face.

Suddenly, the sky turned white, boom! A thunder exploded not far away, and a torrential rain poured in, instantly moistening everyone on the wall. The rain was very manic, as if with an irresistible roar, it hit people's hearts.

There was a crackling sound of boots stepping on the water from the steps of the city wall. Then, a group of soldiers wearing armor and hats were lined up. At first glance, all the officers in the army were directly ignored Jing Donghua, who was still standing in the rain and was dripping happily, but knelt down to Jing Yuanchu's one knee. He shouted, "See the thirteenth prince, all the rebels have been made clear. Now the 133,000 people in the army are all our people."

Rebellion? And still a collective rebellion?

The rebels in these populations are those who are still loyal and loyal to Jing Donghua. There used to be 200,000 troops in the Yellow Flag barracks, but now there are only 130,000 left. The rest must have been slaughtered by Jing Yuanchu's men.

Qin Yunuan took a look at the indifferent Jing Yuanchu. She knew that Jing Yuanchu's methods were learned from Sima Rui. If they could not be used for their own, they would definitely eradicate them.

"Bold!" Jing Donghua shouted at these rebel generals, "I'm not dead yet, and you are eager to cling to the new Lord. No wonder I will be so ruthless to you in the future."

"Father." Jing Yuanchu suddenly smiled at Jing Donghua, "You won't have a future. At this moment, everyone standing on this wall can't live. Jing Yuanchu took over the long knife handed over by his generals. The blade was long and cold, as cold as the ice pool under the moonlight.

"First of all, Jing Yuanchu suddenly pointed his long knife at Yu's mother-in-law, "Let's start with the old woman."

With a sign of one look, the generals around him immediately came forward to hold the old woman, dragged him to the wall stack, and leaned down. Xixia's wall was extremely high, especially the wall between the training ground and the back camp in the barracks, which was three feet high.

Seeing that this soldier was going to drop the wall of his mother-in-law, Leng Changxi suddenly came forward to protect him and said, "Why should the thirteenth prince do this to treat an old man?"

"What? Is your sense of justice overflowing again? Yes, I forgot that you and your wife don't like to poke your nose into other people's business? Jing Yuanchu looked at Qin Yunuan and Leng Changxi sarcastically. The situation suddenly turned around, and his momentum suddenly became extremely arrogant. "Then you go. If you jump down instead of this mother-in-law, I may consider bypassing the old woman's life."

"Are you serious?" Leng Changxi's eyes were serious and serious, which made Jing Yuanchu feel a little funny.

"You jump first." Jing Yuanchu smiled very strangely. No matter how high Leng Changxi's martial arts skills are, such a high wall, no matter who jumps down is dead or disabled. As long as he thinks that the god of war of Daqi may be disabled, Jing Yuanchu's dark factor is extremely restless and extremely excited.

It rained heavily and wet everything in the world. Leng Changxi suddenly sneered and said, "You keep your word." After saying that, he turned around and jumped down the wall without any hesitation.

"Changxi." Qin Yunuan subconsciously leaned towards the wall.

"Your Highness, the person is missing." The soldiers guarding the wall suddenly shouted when they looked down.

"What do you mean?" Jing Yuanchu also approached.

"Obviously saw him jump down, but now, he is gone and I haven't seen a shadow."

"Oh, let him run away." Jing Yuanchu was angry, but as soon as he turned around, a black iron gun suddenly stabbed straight behind his back.