Fu Canglu

Chapter 680
Outside Luoyang City, the city gate was opened, and the 30 forbidden troops in Luoyang City came out in full force.

The sound of drums hitting the battlefield, splashing smoke and dust all over the sky, was deafening.

Inside the Little Imperial City of Luoyang City.

Wan Jinhou, who finished the last sentence of his life, smiled and supported the door of the mansion, breathed with all his strength, and then slowly sat on the ground, he raised his head, looked at the shadow of the emperor in front of him, under the light, He couldn't see the expression on that man's face at this moment.

What exactly is anger?Still silent?

Cao Zhixuan pursed his lips slightly, and his lips and teeth trembled slightly. He looked at Wan Jinhou who was sitting on the ground, and the whole world fell silent.

The sound of rapid breathing, accompanied by difficult, short laughter, paused.

Finally all gone.

Wan Jinhou leaned against the threshold of the mansion, his body limply leaning against the door, he raised his head, and lost the last gleam of expression in his eyes.

"Ah"

Someone in front of the mansion laughed lightly, feeling very lonely.

"You're finished. You've vented, you're satisfied." Cao Zhixuan looked at Wan Jinhou's body, and said softly: "Whatever I say, I'm talking to the dead. There is such a capable man who governs the world, the angry youth who subjugated the country, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring, shouldn't he just die?"

He no longer went to look at Wan Jinhou's body, but walked while laughing in a low voice, and murmured: "If you die, you can save Da Wei, so how can it be your turn?"

He finally walked outside a not-so-big palace.

A total of nine purple bamboos were planted outside the palace.

It's not because the number "nine" is very meaningful, but because there are only nine people in Fengxian Palace, including the maids who serve the daily life of the palace, and the eunuchs who are responsible for ordering and running errands.

These nine purple bamboos are all immortal purple bamboos sent from the South China Sea, symbolizing longevity and luxuriant year after year. Last year, a young purple bamboo seedling that was just planted by Fengxian Palace has now broken the ground. , began to thrive.

The man squatted down, holding the scroll of Yan Xiaoqi's death invitation to Beiguan in his arms, stretched out a hand, and gently touched the youngest purple bamboo seedling.

He remained in this position without saying a word.

Gently touch, over and over again.

But at this moment, the woman standing behind the threshold of Fengxian Palace was just holding the baby in her arms, shaking her upper arm slightly, keeping silent, with a touch of distress, looking at her family who was squatting in Fengxian Palace. Outside, with a smile, he stroked the man Zizhu couldn't bear to let go over and over again.

Cao Zhixuan closed his eyes, took a breath with difficulty, he stood up slowly, looked at Li Yu, the two looked at each other, and there was silence.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Yan Xiaoqi is dead."

Li Yu was stunned by his swaying posture, and looked at Cao Zhixuan in disbelief, with his lips slightly parted, not knowing what to say.

Cao Zhixuan smiled, pointed to the baby in her arms, and continued softly: "Be quieter, put the child down, he finally fell asleep."

Li Yu took a deep breath, with a dignified expression, turned around and handed over the baby in the swaddle to the old eunuch with a pleasing eyebrow behind him, and spoke a few words very quickly.

"You don't need to go anywhere else, just stay here in Fengxian Palace. Walk with me for a while?"

Cao Zhixuan held the scroll and walked into Fengxian Palace. He narrated everything that happened outside, word by word, in an extremely flat tone.

The interior of Fengxian Palace is far from luxurious, it is boxy and square, with red flames dancing in the fireplace, Cao Zhixuan squatted in front of the fireplace, looking directly at the burning red seedlings from a distance, in his pupils, There is also the color of blood boiling with it.

"The royal cavalry of Beiyuan has withdrawn. The battle in Luoyang City is isolated and helpless. It is a last-ditch battle." He stretched out a hand and slowly stuffed the scroll into the flames. With the cold meaning of human blood.

The woman who put all her eggs in one basket and wanted to save Luoyang City from the collapse of the building died in Yao Beiguan and Yi Xiao's hands.

Cao Zhixuan didn't look back, watched the scrolls being engulfed by flames little by little, and said with a smile, "We can't win. We lost."

Li Yu was silent for a long time.

She looked at the figure in front of her, the man who would never admit defeat, she couldn't believe what she just said.

He admits he has lost.

The man squatting in front of the fireplace put his hands on his knees and stood up slowly. Suddenly, he became dizzy and the whole world went dark.

Li Yu suppressed his anger and said, "Where is the purple robe at such an important moment?"

Cao Zhixuan stood still, closed his eyes, his body swayed for a while, and quickly recovered, he smiled and said: "Luoyang City is at stake, I have some people who care about it, and when the Great Wei dies, they will always survive No matter what, there is still hope."

"Cao Nianqing will be taken to Beiyuan by Zipao." Cao Zhixuan breathed in and said, "He can't die, he wants to live. With him in Wei, there will be the next king who is destined to be born. The name is justified. If Zipao If there is a chance to subdue the Northern Plains royal court and use the north as a base, there may be a chance."

"Cao! Zhi! Xuan!"

The three words roared like a tiger, and smashed into the palace of Fengxian Palace.

The fireplace flame beat violently three times.

The purple screen in the hall trembled unceasingly, and the white paper used for writing on the jade case flew all over the sky, floating around the hall.

Cao Zhixuan didn't look back, he just smiled indifferently.

A dead silence.

Li Yu's tranquility suddenly became terrifying.

She stared at the man in front of her and said word by word: "Don't try to take Cao Nianqing away from me."

"You two won't be separated." Cao Zhixuan said with a smile: "Someone is waiting for you, how can I have the heart to leave you alone in Luoyang?"

"Ah"

Li Yu's voice was frighteningly cold: "Great Wei is dead, at worst we will die together, and live in a meager way, is it useful?"

"Ha, hahaha, I fled to Beiyuan, leaving hope behind. It's ridiculous." She said stubbornly, "Even if you escape to Beiyuan, all the royal cavalry in Beiyuan will serve you as the master. Nalan and King Mobei bowed their heads and bowed their heads, so what can you do?" Why are those people afraid to come to Luoyang City? Don’t you know? They want to negotiate terms with Qi Liang. They don’t want much. They only need a piece of Beiguan. The two sides are no longer in the same order of magnitude of combat strength, there is no need to continue to entangle, from now on...all the southward raids will no longer exist, because after the Beiyuan Royal Court is broken in Luoyang City, it will become a vassal of Qi Liang."

What if we continue to fight?
What can I do if I grab it again?

Cao Zhixuan turned around.

He looked at Li Yu and said calmly: "Don't fight. How do you know it's useless?"

Li Yu tried her best to take a deep breath, she exhausted all her strength, but the breath that weighed her heart down the most has been relieved.

So this sentence, with a crying voice, trembled every word.

"Let's not argue, okay?"

Cao Zhixuan smiled, but did not answer.

He stretched out a hand, trying to pull Li Yu into his arms, but the woman suddenly took a step back.

Li Yu's whole body was trembling, she looked at the man, shook her head, and looked at herself with extremely complicated eyes.

In that look, the meaning of imperial power was extremely light.

There was silence in Fengxian Palace. The old eunuch who left before returned again, but this time he returned empty-handed. A burst of small and dense footsteps outside the palace broke the silence again. The old eunuch folded his sleeves and bowed. Coming to Cao Zhixuan's side, this old man who has served Fengxian Palace for 20 years has always been a confidant of one person.

The old eunuch said two words softly.

"That's it."

Cao Zhixuan nodded, looked at Li Yu, and said seriously: "Cao Nianqing is waiting for you at the North Gate of Luoyang."

Li Yu gritted his teeth and looked at Cao Zhixuan, and said: "You madman, you weak man, Luoyang city is about to perish, you are the first person to abandon the imperial capital, you want to escape, just rely on this, how can you win Qi Liang, how can he be the emperor of the Great Wei?"

A group of members of the Senluo Dao Temple in black robes and linen clothes poured in outside the door. The old eunuch sighed and said, "Madam, our family has already settled down, Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for Your Majesty."

Li Yu pushed the old eunuch's hand away, stared at Cao Zhixuan and said: "If my brother is still here, seeing you like this, he will definitely look down on you."

Cao Zhixuan hummed with a smile.

He glanced at the crowd of Sen Luodao, and said with incomparable majesty: "Take her to the north gate of Luoyang, this is the imperial order!"

After saying this, he didn't look Li Yu in the eyes anymore, he stepped out of the door suddenly, waved his sleeves, and walked out of Phoenix Immortal Palace.

A woman behind him cried and said, "Cao Zhixuan, I look down on you!"

Cao Zhixuan went all the way without looking back.

Yes.

Everyone despises themselves.

Wan Jinhou said that he was inhumane, jealous, suspicious, lazy and ignorant, weak and incompetent.

Li Yu said he has no backbone.

But what can he do, what else can he do?
He couldn't care less, there were only two people in Luoyang City.

There were originally three, but she had already died at Yaobei Pass.

That carriage has no seat of its own.

She recognized what Li Yu said, whether she was angry or contemptuous.

I am the emperor of Great Wei, and seeing that Great Wei died, there was nothing I could do, but what I had to do was to let her live.

The sea of ​​fire is monstrous.

Go all the way, go to the end.

There was a man standing in the middle of the sea of ​​flames, his lotus robe fluttering with the hot wind.

Yi Xiao stood up with a sword, and got his wish, and waited for the person he was waiting for.He raised his sword slowly and said: "Cao Zhixuan, this battle is about to end."

The men who were only a few feet away, when they heard this sentence, their faces were expressionless, and they didn't feel pain or regret.

As early as 20 years ago, he thought about what kind of scene he would see if he stepped through Lanling City one day, and the last thing he wanted to see was Xiao Wang as his opponent, or Xiao Wang. The descendants who looked forward to crying bitterly in front of themselves, regretting endlessly.

So he faced the world's biggest failure in an extremely flat manner.

Yi Xiao said: "I would like to lend you a head in exchange for the survival of 30 people in Luoyang City."

When Qi and Liang marched, they encountered cities and slaughtered them, and their lives were devastated.

It is for deterrence, and it is also a kind of cruelty.

The man stared into Yi Xiao's eyes, and he said word by word: "The people in Luoyang City don't care. My wife and son, I want them both to survive."

Yi Xiao was silent for a long time, he stood in the sea of ​​flames, and said: "They can live, but they can only live in the South China Sea Island in this life, and they are not allowed to go out."

Cao Zhixuan took a deep breath.

In his mind, the woman's voice appeared.

The sky and heavy rain in Fengting City.

The fire that year, the ups and downs in the past 20 years.

But only the last sentence pierced my heart.

"Cao Zhixuan, let's not fight, okay?"

Cao Zhixuan's nose was sore, he looked at Yi Xiao, smiled and said a word.

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)