Nightfall

> This world-wide war started with a conspiracy from Yan Guocheng to Beijing, but the real turning point occurred in Qinghe County. The rebellions set off by the Qinghe County valves wiped out the Datang naval masters and the lake of Daze was stained. red. After that, the Xiling Temple Allied Forces invaded northwards, and the Zhennan Army couldn't help it. If it wasn't for the severe damage and even the severed arm of the Academy's disciples, the Tang dynasty might be destroyed.

This was the first rebellion in the country since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, and according to the news returned afterwards, the scene at that time was extremely **** and it was terrible. Therefore, compared with the powerful Xiling Temple and the Golden Account King's Court, the Qinghe County valves were the most angry targets of the military and civilians of Datang.

Qinghe County ’s governors still follow the rules of the year, especially in order to win the trust of Li Yu and ensure the suddenness of the rebellion, leaving hundreds of ethnic groups as hostages in Chang’an City. These ethnic groups are not short of important figures in the various regimes. When the rebellious After the news came back to Chang'an City, these people naturally became the top priority of the Tang State surveillance. The people in the hall had tried to escape and almost succeeded, but they were finally caught back under the fierce means of the unseemly Chang'an Mansion Yin Shangguan Yang Yu. Since then, they have been unable to step out of the hall.

There are two different opinions on how to deal with the children of the Qinghe County officials. One group believes that these people should be killed with the fastest speed and the cruelest punishment. Only in this way can the Qinghe County rebels be deterred and sacrificed at the same time. The spirits in heaven of the Datang naval division and hundreds of martyrdom officials, another group believes that if they want to deter Qinghe County rebels and contain the valves, then they should be controlled in their hands as chips.

With the arrival of the Xiling Temple Mission, especially with the sudden changes in the current situation, the peace treaty between the two sides is about to be signed, and no matter which party ’s opinion is no longer important, Datang officials can only watch these people being taken out of the hall , And then sent back to Qinghe County, no matter how unwilling, it can only be silent.

At this moment, Ning Que entered the Qinghe Hall. He was greeted by a middle-aged official, wearing a Datang official uniform, but not wearing a crown.

"Have seen Mr. Thirteen." The middle-aged official said calmly and politely.

Ning Que said: "Since I don't recognize myself as a Tang, why do I still wear my official uniform?"

The middle-aged official named Cui Mingyuan was the second son of the old Cui valve grandfather of Qinghe County who had been an official in Chang'an City for many years.

Although the Qinghe Hall is under the strictest monitoring and supervision at all times, the court did not deliberately humiliate these young disciples, and their daily life and daily life are still provided, but hundreds of people live in the hall. Therefore, Cui Yuan always wears the old official uniform.

Cui Yuan's smile was bitter and said: "I was a Datang official. The elders in the clan were unwise and unconscious, so they dared to give birth to rebellion. It really has nothing to do with me."

Ordinary people will have some considerations for these words, but Ning Que will not. He didn't care about Cui Yuan's attitude at this time. He only knew that this person was Mr. Cui's second son and an important figure among the princes.

He said: "I heard that the old lady has a few dear grandchildren who are also in the clubhouse?"

Cui Yuan looked at his expression and knew that it was not necessary to make any cover-up in front of the thirteen gentlemen. He sighed and said, "Please also ask Mr. to be angry."

Ning Que said: "It's very difficult to breathe out anger like caution alone. What's more, the Tang people always thought that Qinghe County was their own, and the rebellion of the valve was a stabbing on our back. Do you think you live in this situation? Can people in this city greet you with smiles? "

The look on Cui Yuan's face was a bit ugly, saying: "Heirs of thousands of poems and surnames of the surnames are far older than the history of Chang'an City. Now they just want to go back to the thousand years ago and dare not betray them."

Ning Que said: "This is reasonable. I know what you are worrying about, otherwise you will use your valor as a sect. Even if you are trapped here, I am a bad guy and I will never have a cup of tea."

Cui Yuan said with a bitter smile: "Who is not afraid of death? My heart is overwhelmed with anxiety, and please ask your forgiveness."

Ning Que said: "Although I can't breathe my anger, I came here today and I have to be very reluctant to tell you something. The Xiling Temple wants to save you hundreds of lives."

When he said this, he always paid attention to the expression on Cui Yuan's face. He saw that the person was still calm after hearing the news, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

This is exactly what he wanted to see.

Cui Yuan gave him a long and terrible look again, and said with a trembling gratitude: "In spite of how angry Mr. Zhi is, he is still grateful. After returning to Qinghe, he must restrain the clan and make peace with Datang."

Ning Que appreciates the performance of this person very much, and thinks that the Qinghe County officials really have a deep background, even the male who is a qualitative person who entered Beijing, still performs extremely well in such circumstances, even without revealing the slightest possibility that may displease the Tang people or It is angry words or breath.

He said, "I don't understand the purpose of the Xiling Temple."

Cui Yuanxin wondered how you might not know. At this time, the question is just to listen to yourself, and bitterly said: "If there is no way to keep Qinghe County, who else in the world can believe the temple?"

"rational.

Ning Que said thoughtfully: "The reason is not the sound, but the big fist. The fist of the temple is now bigger, so they are more reasonable."

Cui Yuanhe said: "The Academy is only for a while, why should Mr. be self-confident?"

"I always don't like self-esteem. Even in the world, Daomen's fist is relatively large, but in Chang'an City, it must be the fist of the academy, so I decided to reason first."

Ning Que looked at him and said, "You said earlier that if you can't keep Qinghe County, who else in the world can believe the temple, this sentence makes sense, then you say why I didn't kill you?"

Cui Yuan frowned, thinking why would you say so much if you were to kill us?

Ning Que said: "The Qinghe County valve, or can really reproduce the scenery thousands of years ago, unfortunately, you and the people in the hall, probably have no chance to see."

Hearing this sentence, Cui Yuan's expression changed drastically, and his voice said slightly: "What do you mean by this? Is it true that the previous words are false? Does the Xiling Temple have this requirement?"

"Xiling Temple really wants you to live to prove the greatness of Haotian."

Ning Que looked at him and said, "The problem is that you killed more than 300 officials of Datang in Qinghe County, more than a thousand people died from the main commander to the auxiliary soldiers, and more than a thousand people are still in Fuchunjiang. Compared to Haotian's greatness, doing hard labor in the downstream coal mountain is more important.

Cui Yuan understood what he meant, and his body shivered irresistibly and shouted angrily: "Mr. Thirteen, do you want to destroy peace talks? You don't want the temple to sign a peace treaty?"

"Under the rule of the Tang Dynasty, the Qinghe County princes haven't been dogs for a whole thousand years. The time is too long. You seem to have forgotten how dogs are done. If you forget to be a dog, you must be a dog."

Ning Que said: "Doing dogs really depends on the owner. The owner must want to protect his own dog, but if I really kill you dogs, what can your master do? At most, let me lose some money. I still hope to make me lose my life? The dog's life is ultimately cheap, and no one will ever be worth money. From the day of the Qinghe County rebellion, you have become a dog in the Xiling Temple, and your life will be worthless. "

Cui Yuan glared at him and shouted sharply, "If you want to kill, though, I have been waiting in the hall for so many days, and I never thought of being able to leave alive, even if those children are ready for martyrdom. Why should Mr. say those words to humiliate me and wait? Is this the Tang style? "

"I know that you are ready to go to death. I told you that the request of the temple was not to humiliate you, but to hope that you can have hope again. Hope is so beautiful, and then the despair is so painful. Just like the officers and soldiers who died in the hands of the vassals. "

Ning Que said: "This is indeed not the behavior style of my Datang army and civilians, but I have always been a type of Tang. In order to give back pain to my opponent, I can do a lot of things, I will be very patient, you will be the first batch The people I realize will not necessarily be the last batch. "

Cui Yuan's face was extremely pale. When he heard that the Xiling Temple asked Tang to send his hundreds of people back to Qinghe County, there was a trace of joy in the depths of his eyes. At this time, the joy had disappeared. Seeing no hope, there is no more peace, only despair.

"I have heard some suppressed cheers before. I want to come. Our conversations have spread throughout the hall. Thinking that those cheers will become screams later, I feel happy."

Ning Que finished this sentence, withdrew Park Sword forward.

With a loud bang, the sharp and heavy blade slowly pierced Cui Yuan's abdomen.

Ning Que started to draw his knife, and his movements were very slow and gentle, so Cui Yuan was very painful.

Cui Yuan covered his bleeding abdomen and slowly sat down on the chair. His face was pale, his chest kept rising and falling, and he seemed extremely painful, but he couldn't die for a while.

Ning Que carried the knife to the door of Qinghe Hall.

The disciples of Yu Linjun and Yulong Bangpu have completed the siege of Qinghe Hall.

Ning Que commanded: "Slow down in my Datang official uniform, and don't forget to take off the official uniform when collecting the corpse. Hands under the age of 14 will be happier."

"Observe."

Yu Linjun and Yulong helped the crowd in unison ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ walked past him with murderous intention.

In the hall, a Qinghe County boy ran downstairs, holding Cui Yuan's dying body in his chair, burst into tears and cried, "Father!"

A fish dragon helped the man and cut him down in the pool of blood.

The massacre at the Qinghe Guild Hall officially began. There were dead people everywhere and bloodshed everywhere. The sound of the blade cutting into the flesh and blood, and the sound of the cry of wailing, drifted far away with the spring rain.

Ning Que, carrying Park Dao, stood outside the threshold of Qinghe Hall and watched the spring rain.

The rain on his clothes had dried up, but he was newly stained with blood.

Regardless of the Yulin Army or the Yulong Gang, some faced some special objects and some of them did not make a move. Ning Que did not give them the time to hesitate and chose to let their iron sword stain the blood.

He didn't wipe the blood, because it probably won't wipe clean.

(Continue to write, strive for the second chapter before twelve thirty.) (Unfinished to be continued