"My son, Zhao Jun spread rumors at the border, saying that the old general Geng was persecuted by the emperor, and now he has quietly died in prison. Most of the Geng family's cronies at the border, after hearing these rumors, the army's morale was in turmoil, and Zhao Jun took advantage of the distraction. , led a surprise attack on Tongguan with 50,000 troops on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, and now Luoyang is in a hurry."

"Young Master." A gentleman with a long beard took the words. He was wearing a blue cloth robe with wide sleeves, and his body was more than thin, but he looked not healthy. He covered his lips and coughed twice, and said: "Zhao Jun's 50,000 horsemen came aggressively. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Tongguan City Sheriff was busy throwing a big banquet to celebrate the festival, and neglected the defense of the city. In addition, Zhao Jun sent a lot of spies to sneak in In the city, it was widely publicized that General Geng had died in prison, and Yin Yikun would come to the border soon to liquidate those who had opposed him. The soldiers and people were panicked, Zhao Jun took the opportunity to attack, and Tongguan was breached within two days. Once the city of Tongguan was broken, Luoyang, the western capital, is in danger. This place is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the food and grass reinforcements needed by the Zhao army can be continuously transported from Chang'an to the border. , Zhao Jun no longer has to worry about the future, once Chang'an and Luoyang form a corner, the crisis of Yedu is close at hand."

Others nodded in agreement: "What Junshi He said is reasonable. The emergency in Luoyang is certainly a danger for the Northern Qi Dynasty, but it is also an opportunity for us. Now there is a lot of turmoil at the border, and there are different opinions. No one knows whether Old General Geng was murdered or not. When foreign enemies attack the city again, if we stabilize the situation at the border at this time, and then throw out the identity of the son, I am afraid that we will immediately attract a large group of followers. King Changshan's perverted behavior and extravagant debauchery have already aroused people's resentment. It is time, son Acting on behalf of the heavens, and rectifying the names of His Highness the Crown Prince and the East Palace."

Murong Yan, with her hair **** in a silver crown and dressed in black, sat behind a table made of sandalwood with deep and restrained texture. His silver crown is engraved with slender dragon patterns, and a silver hairpin goes through the hidden buckle, tightly fastening his long hair. Without the cover of the hair, Murong Yan's eyebrows can be seen at a glance, beautiful, sharp and heroic. All the counselors were excited and talked a lot, but Murong Yan was always calm and indifferent, with his slender fingers resting on the table, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After He Guang finished speaking, seeing that Murong Yan didn't respond, he reminded in a low voice, "Master?"

Murong Yan's dark eyes cast over, and he glanced at them coldly: "I know."

He knew the inside story of the court better than He Guang and others, and he also knew the Murong family's old enemy, the Northern Zhao Helan family better. Tongguan is only a hundred miles away from Luoyang, and it has always been a battleground on the border between Qi and Zhao. If Tongguan cannot be controlled within a few days, the vast hinterland plains of Northern Qi will be exposed under Zhao Jun's horseshoes, without any hindrance.

Of course he also knew that his and Bei Qi's interests were the same but not completely the same, this kind of time when the country of Bei Qi was in danger was just a great opportunity for him. The necessity of a savior can only be shown after the disaster. At this time, he should gather manpower, prepare food and raise troops, and pay close attention to the movement of the border and the court. Once the opportunity is favorable, they will rise up immediately, robbing the chassis and at the same time robbing the prestige of the army and the people.

However, all of this is based on the same foundation, which is to leave the Yu family and return to the army.

Murong Yan has longed for this day since a few years ago. He longs for war and blood, and longs to use his real name to start the final battle. Murong Yan is not afraid of death, but Yu Qingjia hasn't come back yet.

She went back to Yu's house to guard the first seven days for Old Master Yu, and it was inconvenient to travel back and forth at night, so she stayed at Yu's house temporarily for a few days. Murong Yan has many things to worry about, such as whether Yu Qingjia will think about it if she doesn't see him when she comes back, whether she will meet other men and be cheated away foolishly, whether she will suffer a disadvantage if she faces the system alone. Murong Yan was even worried that Yu Qingjia would forget how to use the packet of poison he gave her privately the day before yesterday, or whether she would hurt herself by using it improperly.

In fact, with Bai Rong around, these are not problems. Murong Yan had already instructed Bai Rong not to let Yu Qingjia touch the poison by herself, and Bai Rong would not commit such negligence. However, it is one thing to know, and when the matter of leaving suddenly came before him, Murong Yan couldn't control himself from worrying.

Seeing that Murong Yan didn't respond for a long time, He Guang secretly frowned, and said solemnly: "Young Master, you have to raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for one time. You have been waiting for this day for three years. The time to raise troops is fleeting, you must not hesitate. "

When the others heard it, they also fell to their knees and bowed deeply: "Young Master, you have to go, please think twice."

Murong Yan's silver crown almost glowed in the drowsiness, and the hair crown elevates the eyes, making people pay more attention to his outstanding eyebrows and eyes, noble and indifferent temperament. Murong Yan's eyes remained motionless, silently watching the dancing candlelight.

He thought with some regret that the sympathy knot that Yu Qingjia promised to give him hadn't been finished yet.

Old Lord Yu was officially buried, and Yu Qingjia also fell ill for a long time.

She has been sick for a month, and it's late autumn, and there was frost last night, and today when I woke up together, the withered grass outside the window was turned blue and purple by the frost. Bai Rong opened the window a slit, and lit new incense to bring fresh air into the room.

Bai Zhi hugged the clothes that smelled warm, walked over lightly, saw Bai Rong and asked in a low voice: "My lady is still sleeping?"

"It should be. The lady fell asleep after drinking the medicine last night. When I got up in the middle of the night to watch, the lady sweated all over. After sweating, the body felt comfortable. The lady didn't sleep well for several nights. She should be able to sleep a little longer today. "

Bai Zhi and Bai Rong were talking in low voices outside the wooden partition, while Yu Qingjia was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of the wind outside the window, gradually losing consciousness.

At Yu's house that day, her **** tea was poisoned, and then it happened to be knocked over by a wild cat. Naturally, there is no such a series of coincidences in this world, and Yu Qingya would not be so stupid as to poison her continuously within seven days. The medicine in her **** tea was put by herself.

The maid who served the tea was Yu Qingya's eyeliner, so she had good intentions in the first place, so Yu Qingjia did her best, and took advantage of the maid's unpreparedness to mix medicine powder into the tea. The wild cat was also found by Yu Qingjia in advance. After discovering that after the poisoning, everyone instinctively guarded against the murderer and sympathized with the victim. Few people thought that who would be more convenient than poisoning the water by themselves.

Yu Qingjia used this as an introduction to the mystery of Laojun Yu's sudden death. Mr. Yu's death was silent, no signs of poisoning could be seen from the body, even if it was done by an expert, no poisoning could be detected. No wonder everyone thinks Mr. Yu died of natural causes, and died of old age. It is a happy event to live to old age and die. In this case, even if Yu Qingjia pointed out the doubts, the rest of the Yu family would not believe it, and instead caused trouble for himself. Therefore, Yu Qingjia had no choice but to take risks by poisoning himself and revealing it to the elders of the Yu family. When these elders found any doubts, they would naturally take the initiative to investigate.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, as long as Yu Qingya has done these things, there will be traces left. Yu Qingjia waited for a long time, only defending but not attacking, until this time he suddenly attacked, like thunder. She had been laying the groundwork for a long time, and this blow was precise and ruthless enough to kill Yu Qingya and the system. The life lawsuit is different from others. What Yu Qingjia did before, such as defeating Yu Qingya by playing the piano, using the sickness to fight against the general, exposing Yu Qingya's true face, and destroying her image in the hearts of the aristocratic wives... These things can certainly hit Yu Qingya , but if she dies, it will only make Yu Qingya's reputation worse, and she will not be able to marry a good family, but it will not make Yu Qingya pay the price she deserves.

In the dream, Yu Qingya poisoned Yu Qingjia to death with colorless and tasteless tea. The revenge of the poisoned murder was irreconcilable, and Yu Qingjia kept arousing it, but it didn't mean she could forgive her. In fact, Yu Qingjia didn't expect that Yu Qingya would be so mad that she would attack Laojun Yu. Since Yu Qingya had put a fatal handle in her hands, how could Yu Qingjia let it go. It was an elder at the level of great-grandmother who killed her with poison. Once someone found out, even the system would be unable to save Yu Qingya.

Poisoning the elders is not a good thing. If word spreads that the reputation of the entire Yu family will be ruined, even Yu Qingjia will be implicated, so this matter can only be resolved within the Yu family. However, this was enough. For the elders of the Yu family who had the right to speak, Yu Qingya's behavior was simply outrageous and outrageous. The rectification from within the family is often more secretive and thorough than that of the government.

Yu Qingjia hibernated for a long time, and finally avenged her past life today. After this incident, she was finally able to completely break away from the trajectory of her previous life. She had already moved out of Yu's house, and she had nothing to do with that oppressive ancestral house after a few days to take over Yu Ermao. Outsiders can't touch her food, and of course they can't poison her again. At the same time, Yu Qingya's bad deeds will also be revealed to the world.

The sharp sword hanging above her head that was about to fall at an unknown time finally dissipated. Yu Qingjia solved the life-and-death crisis in her dream. After she reacted, the first thing she did was to find Murong Yan. She originally wanted to tell him that she finally got rid of the shackles of the dream, the secret they agreed upon, if Murong Yan wanted, she could tell him.

She came back full of joy and anticipation, and Yu Qingjia even thought about how to tell Murong Yan on the way, but when she opened the door and entered, there was only fallen leaves on the ground, and the room was silent.

He had already left, without a sound, without saying goodbye. Yu Qingjia didn't even know what his real name was.

The autumn wind suddenly picked up outside the window, blowing the dry branches to whine. Yu Qingjia put on a smock and got up, pushed open the window, and stood in front of the window for a long time.

As the cold wind blew, the wide smock bulged, and Yu Qingjia's long hair fluttered wantonly in the wind. Yu Qingjia reached out to hold down her long hair, and took out a pendant from between her clothes with the other hand. Yu Qingjia's fingers are fair, and now she is still sick, her fingertips are getting paler like jade, so transparent that there is not even a trace of blood. In the palm of her hand lies a concentric knot, the silk thread is bright red, and the lines are winding, which shows the master's intentions when weaving it.

Yu Qingjia closed her palms and held the concentric knot in her palms. Outside, everything was desolate, Yu Qingjia's hair was messy, and her clothes fluttered in the wind. She looked at it for a while, her eyelashes lowered, and her voice was inaudible: "My concentric knot is finished, but where are you?"

"I actually want to tell you that I once had a dream. In the dream, I died and the Yu family was also destroyed by King Langya. The reason why I don't want to tell you who that person is is because he is King Langya."

"Why didn't you wait for me to come back?"