In an instant, the people at the city gate screamed loudly and fled in scattered areas.
The soldier who had just received the benefits of Zhao Fuming hurriedly drew his sword and shouted, "Who is here!"
Zhao Fuming was trembling with fear, sweating like rain, and was frozen in his original place, neither moving nor moving.
He turned his head quietly, trying to see what the man behind him had planned. However, the man said coldly:
"Don't move, you'll die if you move!"
Zhao Fuming's teeth bumped up and down and nodded in fear.
When the Yanxing Gate general heard the city gate change, he hurriedly got off the city tower, looked at the nervous soldiers and the chaotic people, and asked:
"What happened? Why are you so panicked!"
"Return to the general, someone shouted loudly, saying that the imperial prisoners were here, and the people were panicked because of this." The soldier who had just obtained the money replied.
The guard general glanced around and his eyes finally froze on the Zhao family's funeral team.
"It is natural for the people to panic here, but why don't you dodge?"
When Zhao Fuming heard the cross-examination, he felt a little cold and hesitated and couldn't say a word.
A cold chill came from his lower back, which made Zhao Fuming shudder, and the fear of death immediately defeated the oppression brought by the guard. His eyes turned and he had already responded:
"Report to the general, the imperial court is here, so that we will not panic. Besides, if our father is in a new state, we will definitely bump into him. If we are in a panic, we will definitely run into his old man. If this is the case, it would be a ruthless person."
Zhao Fuming's words seemed to be fine, and they were not leaking. The guard nodded slowly and asked:
"Has they checked all of them?"
"Return to the general, the young man has checked carefully and there is nothing suspicious." The soldiers who collected the money just now naturally could not tell the truth, so they had to fool them.
The guard nodded, "I said, "I was afraid of death and came to cause trouble just now. He waved his hand and decided to let it go.
But wherever he looked, he suddenly saw a familiar face.
Among the crowd, a young man in green robe stood with a handsome face like a woman. Isn’t Ye Qinglan or who?
When the Ye family convoy was about to enter Chang'an, he disappeared mysteriously in Shangzhou. It was he who brought Ye Qinglan into Chang'an City!
At that time, although the guard general was not promoted, the Emperor's Mansion and the Ministry of Revenue rewarded him a lot of things, which was enough for him to have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.
Ye Qinglan said that he was a nobleman and benefactor of the guard.
At this moment, when acquaintances met, the general could not hide his excitement. He knew that Ye Qinglan was the prince of the crown prince Li Chu. Now whether it was thanking him or paving the way for his future career, he should go to Ye Qinglan.
When the guard general discovered Ye Qinglan, Ye Qinglan naturally recognized him.
Ignoring the gratitude and passionate gaze of the guard general, Ye Qinglan quietly gave a look and stared at the coffin in the Zhao family's funeral team.
The guard suddenly woke up.
Reminding the identity of the seventh son of the Ye family, Ye Qinglan's intention is self-evident.
"Have you ever opened a coffin and examined the autopsy?" the guard turned around and asked.
"This..." The soldier looked puzzled, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead, "No... never..."
"Hmph!" said the guard coldly, "You almost ruined my general's head!"
"Come on, open the coffin!"
"General, no!" Zhao Fuming said "plop", knelt on the ground, and cried loudly:
"General, the dead are the most important. My father worked hard all his life and could not be healthy. Now that I am dead, my son cannot be humiliated. General, I hope you will pity my father, don't open the coffin!"
As he spoke, Zhao Fuming kowtowed, and the bluestone road was soon stained with blood, and Zhao Fuming's forehead was already covered in blood.
"Is there anyone else in the coffin so rude?" The guard narrowed his eyes slightly and his tone was cold.
“No, no
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!" Zhao Fuming cried, "It's just that we stopped the spirit for seven days, and my father's body had already rotted. If the coffin was opened, I'm afraid the smell would be heard and it would affect everyone."
"Although it is spring now, the weather is still cold. Even if the body is kept for seven days, it will not rot much. I will only open a small mouth and see if there is only one dead person inside. I will not fully open the coffin lid. You can rest assured."
Zhao Fuming hurriedly changed his words: "I just said it was wrong, not seven days, ten days. My father died ten days ago, so most of the corpse rotted at this moment. Even if it was a small crack, it would still have rotten corpse energy."
"Ten days?" The guard's voice suddenly increased, "Then why didn't you bury your father three days ago? It would be very unfilial to stay for three more days!"
"It's not that I don't want to do it, it's really... I can't live without my life if I have something at home..."
The guard held the hilt of the knife, pressed step by step, and sneered: "What's the matter at home? It's even bigger than letting the dead be buried in peace? I think you are clearly shirking the responsibility. If you come, open the lid of the coffin, if there is any obstacle, you will be taken to the jail!"
"yes!"
When the soldiers received the order, they immediately walked out and went forward to move the lid of the coffin.
Zhao Fuming's face was ashes, and he sat on the ground, feeling the sky was spinning, his eyes turned black, and he fainted.
The man who had been holding him before shouted loudly: "Wuyan Wuyan, take action!"
The coffin suddenly exploded, and the broken wooden boards shook the three soldiers out, and two figures of a man and a woman appeared.
The matter could no longer be covered up. The Zhao family screamed and fled in scattered ways, leaving only Zhao Fuming who had fainted was left alone.
The guard looked at the three people in front of him and couldn't help but be overjoyed - the three imperial criminals in the court were here, which was another great contribution!
Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, are you really my lucky star?
The guard looked at the crowd again, and Ye Qinglan's figure had long disappeared.
But he didn't care. It was the main thing to catch the criminal.
The five hundred permanent garrison troops in Yanxingmen all poked their heads out of the city wall, and they opened their bows and put on bad luck. The city gate was slowly closed by the soldiers, and they went to disperse and watched the people, surrounding Liu Xiao and Ji and the other two.
Liu Xiaoyi, who was wearing mourning clothes, pulled off his mourning clothes, stared at Zhao Fuming who was fainting on the ground, and gritted his teeth and said:
"I should have killed you when I was using something, and let Zhao Luan take me out of the city!"
Behind him, the Liu family dragon and phoenix were all angry, looking at the imperial guards and shouting:
"Second Grandpa, I can't escape now. Why not fight with them to the death to avenge my Liu family!"
"Don't be fooled!" Liu Xiaoyi angrily rebuked, "The future of the Liu family is in you, how can you die easily! You must go out alive and revive my Liu family!"
"Second Grandpa..." The Liu brothers and sisters were filled with tears and swallowed even more, "Let's go out together!"
"I'm old, it's useless." Liu Xiaoyi whispered, "The city gate is closed, and there is no hope of leaving the city. For the sake of the present, I can only lurk in the city again and make other plans."
"I will take action later. You are waiting for an opportunity to break through. I have my own way to find you."
"If I didn't go to find you, it means I'm dead." Liu Xiaoyi sighed, "If that happens, Wuyan will be handed over to your shoulders. You have to change your indecisive habits and learn more from Wuyan. A big man is not as decisive as a woman, so how can it be!"
Liu Wuyan, who had broken his right arm, could only hold the knife in his left hand, had tears in his eyes, "Yes, Wuyan knows."
The guard general who had retreated behind everyone shouted loudly: "Liu Xiaoyi, Liu Wuyan, Liu Wuyan, you can even survive if you put down your weapons. Otherwise, don't blame me for killing me on the spot!"
Liu Xiaoyi laughed unrestrainedly: "I, Liu Xiaoyi, have been in Chang'an for decades, how could I be afraid of you who are overestimating your abilities!"
"Hmph!" The guard grinned, "You three are also worth a lot of money, so I don't care."
"Shoot the arrow!"
Above the city wall, hundreds of crossbowmen pulled the bowstrings at the same time, and arrows were raining everywhere at the three members of the Liu family.
Liu Xiaoyun's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his hands were snatched behind him, in the broken coffin
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A ghost-headed sword floated up and flew into his hand. Liu Xiaoyi held the knife in both hands, waved three sword auras, and rolled the arrows in the air to the ground.
"run!"
Liu Wuyan and Liu Wuyan, two brothers and sisters, each of whom were fighting with the city gate imperial guards, intending to fight for a bloody path.
Liu Wuyan, who was injured in his arm, felt a little difficult, but his short hair was not inferior to that of a man's sister, Liu Wuyan, was extremely brave. Wherever he passed, he heard the soldiers' wailing and his broken limbs flew across, as if he had entered a state of no one.
"Don't worry about those two, capture Liu Xiaoji first!" the guard shouted loudly.
"Just you?" Liu Xiaoyi held his beard and laughed to the sky. A ghost-headed sword made all the soldiers close to him chop over like chopping melons and vegetables. No one was wailing and wailing, because the ghost-headed sword had cut off their vitality when it touched their bodies.
There were 500 soldiers from Yanxingmen, and except for 100 crossbowmen, the rest seemed to be unable to stop the three killing gods of the Liu family.
The guard watched his life pass by, as if he had returned to the battlefield in Tubo. Before he knew it, he was already cold all over.
And Liu Wuyan and Liu Wuyan are about to break out of the encirclement!
The old man Liu Xiaoyi seemed to be in full swing, and he actually stepped towards him!
"Stop him! Stop him!" the guard shouted anxiously. No matter how greedy he is, he is far less important than his life.
"Shoot the arrow, what are you doing with crossbowmen?" the guard scolded angrily.
The crossbowman on the city wall said in embarrassment: "General, we are all under us, we can't shoot arrows."
"Damn it! Are you watching them leave?"
The guard general felt a strong wind blowing from behind his head. When he turned around, a ghost head quickly enlarged in front of him, and then...
There is nothing else.
Liu Xiaoji held the head of the guard and raised it high so that everyone could see clearly.
"General...the general is dead..."
The soldiers looked at the old figure in fear. Although there was a knife in their hands, no one dared to step forward again.
Liu Wuyan and Liu Wuyan had already broken out of the siege. Liu Xiaoyi sneered and looked around, threw away the guard's head, and left with a smile.
The remaining imperial guards looked at each other. Long after Liu Xiaoyi left, finally, the deputy general of Yanxingmen plucked up his courage and said:
"Go and send someone to report to the Jingzhao Government Office, and then go to the nearby market for help."
The imperial guards reacted and hurriedly sent someone to ask for help.
...
Liu Wuyan and Liu Wuyan got separated and wandered on the street alone.
He changed his clothes, hid the blood-stained knife behind him, and blocked his injured right arm.
As the elder brother of the Liu family, Liu Wuyan has never been able to make any ideas, and his sister Liu Wuyan is the one who decides.
This time he broke through, he rushed out alone. When he wanted to go back to save his sister, he saw her fleeing west.
Liu Wuyan walked here along the mottled blood on the ground, and suddenly realized that he was already in an unknown market.
He turned his head and looked around. There were strange places, strange faces, southeast, west, northwest, and Liu Wuyan could not tell.
"I don't know where Wu Yan is, and whether Grandpa II is safe?"
Liu Wuyan was thirsty and hid for days, but they had almost no water in. They found a tea shop to sit down and asked the waiter for a pot of tea.
The waiter added tea to him casually. Liu Wuyan didn't care that the tea was hot, so he picked up the teapot and drank it all in the spout.
"I have seen a starving ghost reincarnate, but I have never seen a thirsty ghost reincarnate. These days, there are really everyone." The waiter looked at Liu Wuyan with contempt, but still squeezed out a smile, "This guest official costs a total of five cents."
Liu Wuyan nodded and subconsciously touched his waist, but his face suddenly changed.
It’s not a problem for him to say five cents, but even fifty-five hundred taels of silver.