Save the tragic villain in progress!

There is no impenetrable wall in the world.Since the banquet, Qin Daoyan was joined by Jin Ruhai and the prince to participate in the concert, and the mansion was searched by the Ministry of Criminal Affairs.

That day, most of the people in the capital gathered outside to watch the fun. I saw the servants carrying out boxes of gold, silver and jewels from the Shangshu Mansion. From the first dawn to the sunset, they only managed to count half of them.Not to mention those things that are beyond the bounds of the queen.

Because the case is of great importance, the three divisions and six departments jointly reviewed it.Hundreds of officials interrogated Qin Daoyan for several days all night, and finally listed more than 150 crimes related to Qin Daoyan.

Emperor Yan didn't give Qin Daoyan any chance to plead for mercy, and an imperial decree to bestow death was immediately issued to the three provinces, completely destroying the powerful figures who once covered the sky with one hand in the court.Under Qin Shuang's leadership, the hundreds of adoptive sons and daughters who had been taken in escaped in an instant.

On the day of execution, Qin Daoyan was wearing shackles and chains, with white hair covering his face.The whole person aged more than ten years in an instant.The blindfold used to cover the wound was lost somewhere, and the ugly and mutilated right eye was exposed to the scorching sun.

Unwilling to die, You Zi struggled endlessly and was forced to kneel in front of the execution platform, screaming up to the sky with all his strength, and his voice was old and stern: "The dog emperor! The cunning rabbit is dead, the running dog is cooking, the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden! You widow!" I, Qin Daoyan, should have expected what happened today!"

"Back then Xiebi, now I am Qin Daoyan! After I die, I will be haunted by a ghost, and you will have no peace!"

When he was about to die, he dared to say anything, including secret secrets in the palace.The executioner who supervised the beheading was so frightened that he didn't dare to listen any more. Before the time came, he threw down the sign and urged repeatedly: "Quickly wring out the tongue of this traitor, don't let him talk nonsense!"

The executioner took out a small knife from nowhere, grabbed Qin Daoyan's chin and stabbed it in.The blade stirred in his mouth for a while, and Qin Daoyan's eyes were tearing apart, struggling in pain, and his tongue had already been cut.

The people onlookers all exclaimed in unison, too frightened to bear watching any more.

There was a teahouse not far from the execution ground, and three young tea drinkers were sitting on the second floor by the window.One of the men in black with a silver mask on half of his face heard Qin Daoyan call Xie Bi's name, and said coldly: "What is he, he is worthy of being compared with General Xie Bi."

The crown prince sat opposite, and followed suit: "Qin Daoyan still pretends to be a good minister when he is dying, and compares himself with Xie's family. I don't know whether Lord Yan believes it or not!"

Chu Xinian was acutely aware of the close relationship between the two of them and General Xie Bi.Xie Jingyuan can barely understand it as a defense of the elders of the same clan, and the prince is also filled with righteous indignation, which is strange.

Chu Xinian took a sip of tea and asked casually, "His Highness is familiar with the Xie family?"

The prince paused when he heard the words, his eyes rolled around, and he was about to find a reason to cover it up.Xie Jingyuan has already answered for him: "In the past, His Majesty sent the princes to practice in the army. King Jin was sent to the southern desert, and the prince was sent to the west. General Xie Bi happened to guard the northwest. He taught the prince martial arts for a few days. His half master."

Chu Xinian really didn't see that the prince was good at martial arts, so he asked inexplicably, "In this way, His Highness must have good martial arts?"

"Not bad?" Xie Jingyuan heard the words as if he had heard some joke, chuckled, and directly exposed the prince's shortcomings, "He is the most dull among the several princes, and he forced General Xie Bi to teach him in person."

Chu Xinian raised his eyebrows faintly: "So that's how it is."

But he was a little puzzled in his heart, Xie Jingyuan seemed to know too much about Mi Xin, he was not like an ordinary offshoot student at all.

When the two of them sang in unison, they were able to overwhelm their popularity.The prince's eyes turned around Chu Xinian and Xie Jingyuan, and he keenly found that the relationship between them seemed to be different from before, but he couldn't say exactly what was different.

It seems... more intimate?

The prince took a sip of tea, and was about to say something, when he heard a sudden exclamation from below, and subconsciously looked, he saw a head flying into the air, with blood splashing three feet high——

Qin Daoyan died.

The executioner cut his knife sharply and directly ended his life.

Chu Xinian and Xie Jingyuan watched with great interest.The former was researching why Qin Daoyan's blood soared so high, while the latter simply sneered, thinking that he deserved it.

However, the prince felt that the tea in his mouth was disgusting, and immediately bent down to vomit it out. Chu Xinian and Xie Jingyuan could not help but look at him together.

Chu Xinian waved his folding fan, and said in a gentle tone, "In the public, Your Highness, it's better to observe the etiquette of a gentleman."

Xie Jingyuan didn't have such a good temper anymore, he frowned and said, "Swallow it!"

The prince swallowed the tea in his mouth in pain, thinking that he never wanted to come out with these two beasts next time.He can't beat Xie Jingyuan when he hits sideways, and he can't beat Chu Xinian when he plays tricks, so he can only be bullied.

Qin Daoyan's head flew up into the air and fell directly into the crowd.The people were shocked and fled in all directions, only a white-bearded Jianghu Taoist stood still.

Everyone saw him stroking his beard slowly, closing his eyes and chanting a Taoist name, and whispered to Qin Daoyan's dying head: "There are thousands of sufferings in the world, and tens of thousands of disasters. Now that you are dead, you should be at ease. Don't miss it." In the world, the soul returns—”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his sleeve robe, and countless paper money spilled down one after another, covering the Qingshi street.

Xie Jingyuan sneered: "Pretending to be a ghost."

Chu Xinian carefully observed the old Taoist, thoughtful, and then whispered to Xie Jingyuan: "Find someone to follow this quack Taoist priest, and find out where he is going."

Xie Jingyuan glanced at him: "It's just a charlatan, what is he doing?"

Chu Xinian slightly curled his lips: "Didn't the general say that he wanted King Jin to stumble, this person is the key."

He was trying to be tricky, and Xie Jingyuan was about to ask, but the prince suddenly came over and stared at the two of them suspiciously: "What are you talking behind your back?"

The prince must be suspecting that someone is speaking ill of him again.

Xie Jingyuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and got up directly from his seat: "It's not early, and the fun is over, let's go back home first."

Yuba took Chu Xinian away together, and when he passed by Jiuyong, he quietly ordered him to send someone to keep an eye on the old Taoist priest.

In the original book "Qianqiu Fenghou", although the prince has not been favored by Emperor Yan, he still has some kinship.What really broke the two of them completely was because of a Jianghu Taoist Xuan Yeping.

Xuan Yeping traveled all over the world in his early years, he was quite skilled in magic tricks, he made a living by cheating, and claimed to be a disciple of the Immortal Family.By chance, he came to the prince's door, and read the fortune for the prince, saying that the prince has the fate of a real dragon, and within three years he will become a great treasure.

This matter was secret, but for some reason, it was passed to Emperor Yan's ears by accident, which aroused Thunder's fury.Not only was the crown prince reprimanded and neglected, Xuan Yeping was also silenced by Emperor Yan.In a sense, this incident also accelerated the pace of the prince's rebellion.

Of course, the above is only the unmodified version of the original work. Now that the plot has shifted, no one knows what direction it will develop.The only thing that is certain is that Xuan Yeping is a broom star and is completely harmful.

And what Chu Xinian had to do was to find ways to throw him to King Jin's side.

Jiuyong inquired about the news very quickly, and reported back and forth in the evening. He knelt on one knee outside the curtain, and said in detail: "General, the wandering Taoist found an inn on Lion Street and set up a stall. Telling someone's fortune, I think he won't leave the capital in the near future, and the subordinates have already found someone to watch him secretly."

His eyes were lowered, looking at his nose and heart, not looking at the two blurred figures behind the gauze curtain.It wasn't until Xie Jingyuan's humming voice came from inside, signaling him to back down, that he left.

Chu Xinian sat cross-legged on the bed, changing Xie Jingyuan's dressing.After a period of recuperation, the wound on Xie Jingyuan's right arm finally healed, and it was not difficult to move.

He wrapped up the gauze and said to Xie Jingyuan: "The injury is finally healed, how about going to meet that wandering Taoist priest with me tomorrow?"

Xie Jingyuan fell on Chu Xinian's lap, looked up at him, and fiddled with his Adam's apple with his fingertips: "What exactly do you want?"

Chu Xinian pinched his fidgeting hand, put it to his lips and kissed it: "The general will know tomorrow."

Although the two of them had already expressed their feelings, because of Xie Jingyuan's injury, at most they fell asleep together and did nothing else.Chu Xinian's clothes were half uncovered, his black hair was scattered, and there was a smile on his lips. This gesture was inexplicably seductive.

Seeing this, Xie Jingyuan moved his fingertips, and his ears felt inexplicably hot.He put his arms around Chu Xinian's neck, tightened it slowly, and said hoarsely, "Chu Xinian..."

The hint is very strong.

Of course Chu Xinian understood what he meant, embraced Xie Jingyuan's flexible waist, bowed his head and kissed him.Sleeping together for a few days has already made them very proficient in kissing. Their lips and tongues are intertwined, and their voices are ambiguous, but they have been reluctant to separate for a long time.

They fell unconsciously between the quilts.Xie Jingyuan wrapped around Chu Xinian's waist, like a snake swallowing its core, ready to start enjoying its prey... Or, he is the one being eaten.

Chu Xinian untied Xie Jingyuan's skirt, buried his head in kisses on his injured face.Xie Jingyuan unnaturally turned his head to avoid it, pointed to his flawless left cheek, and motioned, "Kiss this side."

Chu Xinian let out a low laugh when he heard the words, gently brushed the uneven scar on Xie Jingyuan's face with the tip of his warm tongue, bit his earlobe lightly and said, "I prefer to kiss this side..."

The rest of the breath is dense in the ear, causing a tremor.

Xie Jingyuan closed his eyes and raised his head, his fragile Adam's apple was exposed to the air, rolling up and down, breathing chaotically under Chu Xinian's familiar kissing skills.It's a lie in my heart to say that I don't want to use it, but I said in my mouth: "Could it be that you have some strange habit, you don't like beautiful things, but you like ugly things."

Chu Xi young caressed his side face and said: "This half face has suffered a lot for the general, so I want to kiss this side by myself."

Xie Jingyuan pursed his lips, pulled down Chu Xinian's neck forcefully, kissed and licked his ear, and said explicit words: "This general has more than one wound on his body..."

Hearing this, Chu Xinian tightened his arms around Xie Jingyuan's waist, causing him to groan: "I naturally know how many injuries the general has."

Xie Jingyuan heard the words and before he had time to speak, he was suddenly turned over by Chu Xinian, his shoulders itched, and dense kisses fell like raindrops.Wet and sultry, a tremor spread from the top of the head to the tailbone, and spread all over the body.

"Well……"

Xie Jingyuan snorted in a low voice, clutching the quilt under him tightly.He repeated Chu Xinian's name over and over again, but he didn't know what to say, like a caged animal, unable to escape.

"Chu Xinian... Chu Xinian..."

He tried his best to turn his head, trying to see the other party's face clearly in the dim candlelight.However, the only response to him was a wet kiss that climbed to the ear, with a little comfort.

Xie Jingyuan had many wounds on his body, some healed and some did not.All the roads criss-cross, all symbolize the danger of crawling out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in the past.

Chu Xinian kissed them one by one, and finally turned Xie Jingyuan over, returning to the contact between lips and teeth, and asked in a vague voice: "The general's face... How did you hurt...?"

Hearing this, Xie Jingyuan's body froze suddenly, as if someone had poured cold water on it, and it was completely chilled.

Chu Xinian slowly stopped the kissing movement, looked at him quietly in the dim candlelight, and was not in a hurry to urge him.The air suddenly fell into silence, only the gauze curtain was swaying slightly.

"..."

Xie Jingyuan didn't know how to organize his words for a while, and told Chu Xinian about his complicated past.After a while, he said slowly, "I'll tell you next time."

These two words are quite mysterious.next time?Which next time?

But fortunately, Chu Xinian didn't continue to ask: "...Okay, let's talk when you want to talk."

After he finished speaking, he took Xie Jingyuan into his arms, pulled up the quilt and prepared to rest.

Xie Jingyuan sniffed the cold breath of Chu Xinian's clothes, and felt addicted like poison.He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked Chu Xinian's Adam's apple, leaving a wet mark, silently hinting that he wanted to be more intimate with him.

But Chu Xinian held him down, smiled slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Next time."

Xie Jingyuan: "..."

They rested early, completely forgetting that they had ordered Lark to bring some pastries.So much so that when Yunque came back from the back kitchen, he saw that the candle had been extinguished through the window, and he couldn't help but froze on the spot.

She was holding a tray in her hand, on which were several plates of delicate snacks, still warm.Yunque was hesitating whether to send it in or not, and Jiuyong raised his sword to block the door, and said in an emotionless way: "Master has already rested."

It's okay to disturb Chu Xinian, but Xie Jingyuan has a bad temper.

Yunque glanced at Jiuyong when he heard the words, but didn't say anything, nor did he frown coldly as usual.She bent down and put the tray on the ground, then straightened her skirt, sat down on the stone steps, and kept vigil as before.

The military discipline of the general's mansion is extremely strict, and the guards are not allowed to move while guarding the gate.Skylark didn't have so many rules. She picked a few slender grass blades and sat in front of the door with her head bowed to weave crickets.The lantern above the head casts a halo, and the wings of the nose cast a faint shadow on the face, which is extremely delicate.

Yunque remembered that Chu Xinian had asked him to talk to Jiuyong, and he didn't know how to speak.It wasn't until a straw cricket had gradually formed under his hands that he asked Jiuyong in a low voice, seemingly unintentionally: "Master Jiuyong, how long have you been following General Xie, I see that he trusts you very much."

It was the first time she was so polite, she no longer scolded him for being coffin-faced or ice-cube-faced.Instead, he is called "Adult" politely.

Jiuyong never chatted when he was on duty, but he frowned and didn't make a sound.

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Seeing that he didn't answer, Skylark retreated a little in his heart.I thought to myself that it would be as difficult for the young master to let her extract Xie Jingyuan's identity from Jiuyong.The other party always thought that she was a spy, so how could she confide so easily.

The moonlight is frosty and white, and it is inevitable that it will be a little cold at night.Skylark moved his legs, thinking it was better to go back to the room first, and look for opportunities next time.However, before he could move in the future, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "12 years."

Yunque paused when he heard the words, and looked at Jiuyong subconsciously, only then did he realize that he was answering what he said just now, and was a little at a loss for a while.She pinched the hem of her skirt nervously, laughed dryly, and then continued to say: "Is it? I heard that you were rescued from the battlefield by General Xie. Have you ever fought? Where did you fight?" ?”

It was Yunque who heard about Jiuyong being rescued from the battlefield by Xie Jingyuan from the mother in the house.If the other party questioned him, he would not be afraid.

Jiuyong didn't really want to talk, but seeing Yunque sitting on the steps with his knees hugged, looking up at him with a pair of almond eyes, it seemed that he would not give up if he didn't answer, so he frowned and said two words: "Northwest."

After he finished speaking, seeing Yunque was about to speak again, he swung his sword around and pointed at her, and said coldly: "Didn't your master tell you not to talk too much during the night watch?"

Skylark was startled when he saw that he drew his sword so suddenly.Subconsciously leaned back, stood up from the steps, and took two steps back with guilt: "Master Jiuyong, you misunderstood, I just want to say... If you are hungry, I will leave these snacks for you to eat."

Yu Ba pointed to the exquisite pastry on the steps, then glanced at him again, turned and ran away with the hem of the skirt in hand.

Seeing this, the guards on the side couldn't help whispering: "I didn't expect a girl like Jiuyong, a dumbass."

Word by word, very low pressure.But Jiuyong's ears are sensitive, and he heard it clearly, and his figure couldn't help but pause: "..."

Lion Street is located at the entrance of the downtown area, where the flow of people is surging, and merchants come and go here.When Xuan Yeping first arrived in the capital, he had no money, so he set up a fortune-telling booth at the street corner, and read fortunes for others, but it's just a matter of opinion for those who are not effective.

He had just opened his stall that day, and before the business could open, he saw another fortune-telling stall beside him.

The stall owner is a man in Taoist robes, and the other party's hair is tied up in a high bun, tied up with red sandalwood hairpins.There are two strands of white hair growing on the sideburns, and even the beard is white.It's so strange to sit there without saying a word since setting up the stall.

Behind him was a man in black with a hat on his head, so his face could not be seen clearly.I only feel that the temperament is cold, holding the sword in both hands, like a person in the rivers and lakes.

These two people are clearly Chu Xinian and Xie Jingyuan.

The little thief Qianqian is good at disguise. When Chu Xinian captured her back to the mansion, he also searched for her disguise.Wigs, beards, and skin wax made from something unknown came in handy today.

Chu Xinian took Xie Jingyuan to change his appearance, and deliberately set up a stall next to Xuan Yeping, just to "rob business" with him.The signboard in front of the booth reads only one sentence——

Fortune-telling according to fate, no money will be taken.

Xie Jingyuan saw that Chu Xi Nian was there, sitting at the corner of the street pretending to be an old man with a white beard, his eyelids twitched: "You asked me to accompany you here early in the morning, just to play tricks here?"

Chu Xinian put his finger to his lips, signaling him to be calm: "The general just waits for the fish to take the bait."

It is the morning market now, and there are not many pedestrians.They sat quietly for about an hour, and finally came to business.A rich man wearing a square hat came to the booth of Chu Xinian and Xuan Yeping. He looked left and right, hesitant, not knowing who to turn to.

Chu Xinian remained motionless, meditating with his eyes closed.

Xuan Yeping couldn't hold back, and took the initiative to solicit business: "I don't know what the honored guest wants to count?"

The fat rich man smiled, and simply sat in front of his booth, revealing the bully's behavior in words: "My master is not short of money, but he has never done fortune-telling. Look at the novelty. If you do the calculation correctly, the fortune will be worthless." Young master, if you make a mistake, don't blame me for taking you to the government."

Not far behind stood a few domestic servants, with big arms and round waists.It's not easy to mess with at first glance.

Xuan Yeping couldn't help but thumped in his heart, thinking that he had encountered a hard stubble.

When the surrounding people saw that the famous rogue in Lion Street was actually telling fortunes here, they gathered around with great interest, intending to watch the fun.

The fat rich man rolled up his sleeves, and with shrewd eyes, he asked Xuan Yeping: "Old Master, can you figure out what my master's last name is?"

Xuan Yeping has always only considered other people's Yintang to be black and bloody, how could he calculate such a thing.Hearing this, he secretly groaned in his heart, pinched his fingers and pretended to calculate, but he stammered and couldn't explain why.

The fat rich man asked again: "Then do you know where this master comes from?"

Xuan Yeping stuttered again.

Seeing this, the fat rich man slapped the table angrily, and was about to have his stall lifted, when a slow voice suddenly sounded in his ears——

"This gentleman's surname is Zhou, he came from the south, his flesh and blood were sold in the pile of rouge, and Wan Guan's family wealth fell into it. I don't know if it's right to be a poor man?"

The fat rich man followed the sound, but saw that it was the Taoist fortune-teller at the booth next to him who was speaking.