Chapter 1 Wedge
It is the middle of winter in the 41st year of Jiayong.
The death knell in the west courtyard of Yan Mansion passed through the high walls in the middle of the night, passed through the dense wind and snow, and spread throughout the surrounding streets and alleys.
Half a month ago, Yan Song, the chief minister of the cabinet who had dominated the court for decades, was impeached by the imperial censor and accused of several crimes such as murdering loyal people and corruption.
After spending a delicate half month, yesterday Yan Song suddenly entered the palace with a letter of ten thousand words to meet the saint, and then he was bumped to death on the dragon pillar outside the palace.
The emperor had been frail since childhood, and Yan Song had served the emperor for more than forty years. He was still in office at the age of nearly eighty.
When Yan Song died, the emperor instantly turned his anger into grief. He tearfully issued an edict pardoning Yan Song's crimes overnight, and granted him a posthumous title and the title of Duke.
In addition, Yan Shu, Yan Song's only son who served as Shaoqing of Shangbaosi in the court, was given the title of Marquis of Wuyang. He changed the three years of Dingyou to one year. After the filial piety period expired, he entered the court to discuss politics.
Yan Shu has been in and out of the palace since he was a child, and his scheming is even worse than that of his father. Yan Song saved the Yan family with his death, and promoted his only son Yan Shu, who had the heart of a tiger and a jackal, to his family. Overwhelming honor.
The Yan Mansion was still brightly lit at midnight, and everyone gathered in the mourning hall to the west to hold funerals. But at this time, there was a sudden bang in the northeast corner, and then a pillar of fire several feet high appeared!
Against the background of the snowy night, this pillar of fire was so bright that it instantly illuminated half of the sky!
The previously orderly mansion began to commotion, and exclamations and screams spread from the firelight in the east to the mourning hall. However, several black shadows took advantage of this moment to sneak into the deep house from behind the firelight, and then followed the path under the house. The verandahs spread out in all directions.
The firelight penetrated the wind and snow layer by layer. Deep in the residential house across the street, Shen Qingzhou grabbed a few bloody bundles in front of him and threw them into the corner of the ruined temple. Then he sat on the threshold, picked up a few firewood sticks, and lit the firewood in front of him. Charcoal: "Avoid the innocent?"
"Avoided." He Qu pulled off his mask, "Last night, the brothers went to explore the road. The courtyard is usually uninhabited, and no one can be burned if set on fire."
The stars of the charcoal fire flickered in the dark night. Shen Qingzhou lifted the hem of his black fur cloak, took out the silk and wiped the blood between his fingers: "Not only will we get Yan Shu's head within two-quarters of an hour, but also his remaining Eight sons, you must also try your best!”
"Yes!"
He Qu turned around and jumped out of the ruined temple like a hawk.
Snowflakes covered the sky, and the world became quiet for an instant.
Not long after, in addition to the sound of wind and snow, there was the sound of footsteps accompanied by slight breathing.
Shen Qingzhou warmed his hands, picked up the mask beside him and put it on his face, and calmly pushed aside the cold ashes to cover the red coals.
There was only a faint light at the door, and someone got caught on the threshold and fell into the house with a clang.
The woman's deep breathing sounded muffled by the wind. As the cold wind swept in, a strong smell of blood also came in forcefully.
Shen Qingzhou frowned slightly and lit up his anger.
The firelight was like a sharp arrow, quickly illuminating the person sitting against the wall in front of her. She was a young woman in her early twenties. Due to the sudden appearance of the firelight, she looked like a frightened cat with her back pressed against the broken wall.
Shen Qingzhou's eyes stayed on her face under her messy black hair for a moment, then slid down to the white clothes she was wearing.
It was such a heavy snowstorm, and she was only wearing a thin jacket. There were several large dazzling and scarlet blood stains on the shoulders, back, chest and abdomen of this thin coat.
Shen Qingzhou returned his gaze to her face: "A member of the Yan family?"
The Yan family occupies several streets, and there is no other worthy family nearby. On such a snowy night, it is not bad to be able to run from the Yan family here even if you are seriously injured. Judging from the fact that she has a high bun and a phoenix bracelet on her hand, she is probably the young lady of the Yan family who is being married to a certain matchmaker.
The woman stood up stiffly and moved her right hand to her waist vigilantly: "Who are you?"
Shen Qingzhou ignored her.
Because under the flying snow in the distance, there was already the light of torches. If you listen carefully, there are also faint sounds of footsteps and shouts mixed in.
He grabbed the sword behind the threshold and pointed it at the woman: "The person you attracted?"
The sudden appearance of the pursuers also gave him a sense of foreboding. Although the female members of the Yan family are not on his assassination list, if her appearance is mixed with other purposes, then he does not mind making an exception.
The woman gritted her teeth and looked at the blood on his sword, and suddenly rolled up her sleeves: "Based on my injuries, what do you think?"
After rolling up the sleeves, one could see that the slender arms were covered in blood, and several red, swollen and bleeding wounds could be seen, and these places were not the most bleeding places - this really shouldn't be the next place. The look of a trap.
But he wasn't following her. Could it be that He Qu and the others had an accident?
"You, are you the one who set the fire just now?"
Just when Shen Qingzhou was suspicious, the woman didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly asked in a hoarse voice.
Shen Qingzhou was in no mood to pay attention to her.
The woman's face became even paler: "I was in the yard when you set the fire!"
Shen Qingzhou frowned and turned around.
"I had already made a plan to escape. I hid in the yard away from the public. I thought it was my maid who set the fire, so I came out during the chaos. It turns out it was you - since it wasn't the maid who set the fire, then they are very You will soon find something is wrong, and then chase the murderer everywhere!
"You are the one who attracted the people. They are here to track you!" The woman became excited as she spoke, and her limbs trembled involuntarily.
"You said you were in the burning yard?"
"Otherwise, how could I have guessed that you were the murderer!" The woman gritted her teeth, "Originally, I could have waited until dawn when the city gate opened and left the city smoothly, but you messed up my plan!"< br>
The woman gritted her teeth, which was enough to show how angry she was.
However, Shen Qingzhou's plan did not include the female family members of the Yan family who suddenly appeared. He Qu and the others explored the road last night and made their move only after they were sure and sure. However, something went wrong, and it was at this juncture!
In order to accomplish something in one fell swoop, he had sent all eighteen of his guards into Yan's house. In other words, the pursuers were already here, but he didn't have any help right now!
At this time, the light of the torches behind the wind and snow had rapidly expanded around the ruined temple. This battle array was definitely not owned by the Yan family themselves. They must have transferred people from the government as quickly as possible.
Shen Qingzhou tightened his grip on the sword and stepped out of the threshold.
The woman suddenly grabbed his sleeve: "Take me away!"
Shen Qingzhou glanced at her, his cold eyes full of rejection.
It is definitely not normal for a married woman to run away on a snowy night with her baggage. He had no reason to cause any more trouble to himself at this juncture.
"I don't mind if you take me as a hostage!" The woman stared into his eyes tightly, and her hands tightened.
She had lost so much blood that she was already very weak, but her eyes were filled with the desire to survive.
The Yan family's status is so noble. Outsiders say that their watchdogs are more respectable than ordinary officials. The young lady who is being married by the media must be a well-matched noble girl.
Furthermore, given the Yan family's status and power, it stands to reason that no one would be willing to give up such a life.
But she chose to leave like this, in such an embarrassing way. "Be careful!"
In the silence, the shouts and the light of the torch had already crossed the wall. The light even shone into Shen Qingzhou's eyes.
He gritted his teeth and said, "You are the one who brought this up yourself."
The woman swallowed her saliva: "Don't worry, I won't blame you if I die!"
Shen Qingzhou glanced coldly and jumped onto the roof with her in his arms.
The sight in front of me made people feel chilled in their hearts at first glance. The ruined temple was indeed surrounded by Yanfu guards holding torches. There were figures walking fast in every alley, and there were even a few rows of bows and slaves among them. hand.
Shen Qingzhou was very familiar with the terrain of the capital, so he went against the grain and headed towards the back alley of Yan's mansion. Because the Yan family's security guards are dispatched, based on past experience, if you go back at this time, you can usually find more flaws.
"Stop!"
The nearby guards quickly spotted them, and then called on their friends from all sides to surround them.
The wind and snow slapped on the face, and it was biting cold. But for people trying to survive, it's not worth caring about.
As soon as they descended from the wall to the street, two groups of people blocked the way.
Shen Qingzhou pushed the woman in front of him: "Get out of the way!"
The pursuing soldiers' knives were almost touching the woman's chest and abdomen, but after rushing out of this alley, there was Wangfu Street with many official residences. This was not the territory that the Yan family could enter without asking. As long as he could buy time to get rid of his pursuers, he would be absolutely sure to escape.
As expected, the opponent weakened their offensive. Some of them with good eyesight quickly exclaimed: "That seems to be the Third Young Mistress! ... Yes, it is really the Third Young Mistress! ... It turns out that he kidnapped the Third Young Mistress!"< br>
——Third Young Mistress?
Shen Qingzhou glanced at the woman in front of him playfully. Then he jumped up and fought his way through the thorns and thorns.
Since the "hostage" was so useful, he had no reason to be conservative. No one else could withstand his attack. In addition, he had a powerful hostage in his hand, so the people on both sides retreated involuntarily.
"Don't retreat! Kill them!"
Seeing that he was only a few steps away from his pursuers, a sharp shout suddenly came from the front. Under a thick sycamore tree under the east gate of Yan's mansion, two men in their early forties with a large number of followers were standing. The noble lady, the one standing first with her hair full of pearls, looked directly at the woman in Shen Qingzhou's hand, her eyes full of chill.
"Chiang?"
Shen Qingzhou narrowed his eyes.
He actually recognized this woman.
While he was assessing the situation in his mind, the woman held by him suddenly trembled and her face turned white again.
"Are you afraid of her?" he asked.
"No!" the woman blurted out, "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. Tonight, she should be afraid of me."
After saying that, she clenched her fists: "Kill over!"
Shen Qingzhou followed Shan Ruliu, hugged her, and rushed forward.
The woman under the tree is Jiang, the wife of Lu Jie, a cabinet minister and Minister of Rites. She appears here because she is also the adopted daughter of Yan Song.
With this status, she has almost become the second most noble lady in the entire court, besides Yan Shu's wife.
Even though Shen Qingzhou didn't know the relationship between the Jiang family and this woman, he knew clearly that compared to the third young lady of the Yan family, the Jiang family had a greater background and had a better chance of winning if she attacked directly.
He fully expected women to think so too. So I concentrated on choosing the angle of attack. But there was a sharp pain in his waist - the woman had already pulled out the dagger at some point, glanced at the group of followers under the tree, then pushed him away and ran towards the noble lady!
"The poisonous woman takes her life!"
The woman's roar with deep hatred instantly tore through the night sky!
The crowd in the whole place was disrupted by her actions. The unarmed followers around Jiang immediately dispersed, while the guards and pursuers holding weapons didn't know which one to block for a while! By the time they reacted, the woman holding the knife had already reached Ms. Jiang! ……
Shen Qingzhou was not shocked enough. He turned around and faced the dozen or so big knives that were handed to him. He was approaching the woman while killing her!
He wanted to call her back, but found that he didn't even know her name!
And just when he was raising his sword to kill wildly, the woman had already used her flesh and blood to break into the pursuing camp full of swords and guns, and inserted the knife into Jiang's chest!
"If I can hold you on my back, my death will not be in vain!"
Her gnashing words reached Jiang's ears, and every word sounded like an evil ghost demanding life!
Jiang pointed at her tremblingly: "Lu Jia! Lu Jia!..."
Lu Jia pulled out the knife, roared and stabbed her several times in the chest and abdomen! Jiang's blood was all over her face, and at this moment, the four or five swords stretched out by Xiejili also pierced her back accurately...
The thick snow was instantly stained red with blood.
Shen Qingzhou stood on the wall, his limbs instantly became stiff!
——"I don't want to die!"
——"Take me away!..."
The woman's desire to live still echoes in her ears, but at this moment, she would rather be pierced through the chest and abdomen by countless long swords, and drag her enemies to death together!
The cold wind carried him and he jumped off the wall and took two steps towards the woman.
The woman was stretching her right hand, trying hard to reach the bloody bundle not far away, saying something vaguely in her mouth, but not a word came out...
"Get him!"
The sounds of siege by pursuers sounded again.
Shen Qingzhou jumped over to pick up the baggage, then took a deep look at the woman covered in snowflakes, then turned back to kill the pursuers, and rushed towards the street...
Dear babies, we meet again ε(><)з
The book originally planned to be released in July was postponed to August. The good thing is that I had enough time to prepare and the story was more complete.
The new book still has a revenge plot, but it will also have more daily romance.
Looking forward to your support and reading the new chapter in time\(ω)/
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