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Yunhao¡¯s lips were chapped and his face was unnaturally flushed. The high fever made him comatose again. If he didn't find a doctor, the prodigy might die.
Changsun Wuji worked hard to drip the melted snow water into Yunhao's mouth, and could not delay any longer. The two shreds of wolf meat that I stuffed into my mouth that morning were still in my mouth. There was only a little bit of snow water, and Yunhao could barely swallow it.
Pushing aside the stone blocking the entrance of the cave, a biting cold wind choked Changsun Wuji's mouth. Changsun Wuji quickly shut his mouth and took a while to regain his breath. He picked up Yun Hao and tied it tightly on his back with a belt. I swayed from side to side and felt that it did not affect my walking. Without the war horse, the only way left is to rely on two legs. Changsun Wuji was not sure at all whether he could get out of this mountain.
It didn¡¯t snow, but the cold wind blew the snow foam off the top of the mountain and hit my face, which was very painful. Changsun Wuji looked at the sun and walked towards the north step by step. I don¡¯t know how far I can go, but I¡¯ll keep going if I can.
The cold wind in the mountains mercilessly swallows up all the warmth. The north wind blowing on the face is no different from being cut by a knife. Changsun Wuji regretted that he should have used the she-wolf's skin to make a mask. If that were the case, I would not suffer this sin.
There is a lone wolf at the mountain pass looking at Changsun Wuji who is walking with difficulty. Changsun Wuji ignores the presence of the wolf and continues his journey. The two sides met on a narrow road at the pass, and neither of them had any intention of giving way.
One wants to eat Changsun Wuji to pay homage to the five internal organs temple where he has been owed wages for many days, and the other wants to wear a wolf skin as a mask. The conflict between the two sides was irreconcilable, so armed conflict broke out.
No matter how sharp the wolf fangs are, they are no match for the horizontal sword. Changsun Wuji won the victory without any suspense, and Changsun Wuji relieved Yunhao. The bright red wolf blood was steaming and dripped into Yunhao's mouth. Yunhao took a few sips and seemed unable to drink it. Changsun Wuji shook his head helplessly and swallowed the still warm blood.
You must add some calories to yourself while it's hot, it won't take long. The biting cold wind will make the wolf's body harder than stone, of course, while the body is not frozen hard. Changsun Wuji got himself a wolf-skin mask. Although the workmanship was a bit rough, it was quite post-modern in style.
The sun is setting in the west. The wind started to blow again. First, the snow particles on the ground were slowly rolling, and then they turned into a white snow dragon. Thousands or tens of thousands of snow dragons gathered together. There was a white-haired wind all over the sky. Changsun Wuji knew that he had to find a shelter from the wind quickly, otherwise he would be frozen into a snow sculpture by the white-haired wind.
Turning around the foot of the mountain, Changsun Wuji's eyes immediately became wet. There is a city ahead, a small county seat standing there. Then it is not a county town, but the hope of living. "Ah!" "Ah!" shouted twice, and Changsun Wuji realized that he was speechless.
After running a few steps, I slipped and squatted, then got up and continued running. Changsun Wuji couldn't stop saying "ah". I don't know when, but Changsun Wuji seemed to have lost his ability to speak.
Suddenly there was the sound of rapid horse hooves in the cold wind. Changsun Wuji turned around and saw a dozen knights running towards him with their horses and whips raised.
It¡¯s over! Changsun Wuji closed his eyes in pain!
Yang Jian opened his eyes. He was so angry about what happened last night that he couldn't sleep for half the night. I slept a little this morning. Through the mulberry paper, the blue sky light was already reflected on the window.
Today is not a great meeting, but Yang Jian is planning to hold one. Deposing Prince Yang Guang is Yang Jian's only idea now.
"Dugu mistakenly set up such a ruthless thing. This is going to destroy the foundation of my Yang family!" Yang Jian muttered through gritted teeth. If possible, he would like to chop this unfilial son twice.
"Father, that's not the case. It's just a woman. A woman like Mrs. Xuanhua is not worthy of my father's respect." Yang Guang took the words and turned out from behind the pillar.
"Youwhy are you here?" Yang Jian pointed at Yang Guang and his finger was trembling. What is Yang Guang doing? Why did he appear in his bedroom?
"My father is sick, so as a son, he should naturally try medicine and serve his meals. I founded the country with filial piety in the Sui Dynasty, couldn't I do something wrong?" Yang Guang walked to Yang Jian's bed and stared at his father. There was no trace of father-son friendship in his eyes, only cold cruelty.
"You're so presumptuous! What are you going to do? Come, come quickly." Yang Jian pointed at Yang Guang and saw his son approaching. Yang Jianli?p; "Yun Qing, help me!" Yang Yong saw that the guard here was Yun Dingxing, the father of his concubine Yun Zhaoxun, and he immediately asked for help from his father-in-law, who usually treated him with respect.
"Hmph!" Yun Dingxing didn't even bother to pay attention to Yang Yong, and even killed his own grandson with his own hands. What does this useless son-in-law mean?
"No one can save you, go in. Don't lose the royal dignity!" Yang Su came back to his senses and said coldly. The guard then gave Yang Yong an old punch, which almost knocked out Yang Yong's intestines. The wailing Yang Yong immediately fell silent and allowed the two guards to drag him into the imperial city.
In front of Renshou Palace, Yang Guang stood on the steps and looked down at his brother.
"My father is dead, brother, let's go in and have a look!" Yang Guang waved his hand casually, looking so calm and gentle that he didn't look like a guy whose father had just died.
"Youyou actually killed the king!" Yang Yong pointed at Yang Guang with a trembling hand. If he didn't know that Yang Jian's death was related to Yang Guang, his more than 40 years of life would have been in vain.
"So what? Do you still want to avenge your father, okay! Give you a chance, come and give him the knife. Let him avenge his father and be a good son." Yang Guang said to the guard beside him with a smile.
Yang Guang, as the general manager of Yangzhou, led his army to conquer Jiankang. How many times have I risked my own arrows to kill enemy generals? As for the deposed prince Yang Yong, he spent his whole day hanging out with these powerless literati like Ming Kerang, Yao Cha, and Lu Kaiming. Yang Guang was confident that even with half the weight of his elder brother, he could easily defeat him.
"Yang Guang, you are still not a human being. You have conspired to commit regicide, and now you want to commit fratricide. No wonder people say that the most ruthless emperor is the emperor's family, and you are standing here alone. If you have the guts, kill your own eldest brother with one knife!" When things came to a head, Yang Yong became hardened. Extending one's head is a sword, and shrinking one's head is also a sword. Since the way of life has been cut off, it is better to be a bachelor.
When writing the history of later generations, it can also be written more impassionedly.
Yang Guang was stunned for a moment, he didn¡¯t expect that the cowardly elder brother would actually be able to do this. He reached out and pulled out the horizontal knife from the guard's waist, dragging it down the steps. Taking a step forward, the horizontal knife hit the steps. The sound of metal rubbing against stone was like a reminder. Yang Yong swallowed. Although his legs were shaking as if he were playing the pipa, he still insisted on standing firm and prevented himself from collapsing on the ground.
The two brothers faced each other, Yang Guang stared into Yang Yong's eyes. From the eldest brother's eyes, he saw panic, fear and a hint of anger. But I didn't see the blood and courage. It was obvious that this eldest brother would not fight for his life no matter what!
"Ha!" Yang Guang waved his sword in an attempt to strike, but Yang Yong was startled and his legs immediately lost strength. His body went limp and he collapsed on the ground.
"How come the Yang family has such a thing like you!" Yang Guang kicked the speechless Yang Yong to the ground.
Yang Yong lay on the ground, hating his body. He really wanted to show his strength, to be unafraid in the face of danger, and to show his composure even when the swords and axes were thrown at him. But I thought in my heart, but my body couldn¡¯t.
"Give him a drink of poisonous wine, hurry up. It's annoying to look at!" Seeing the cowardly elder brother, Yang Guang waved his hand distractedly. A man in his forties doesn't even have the guts. How are you qualified to govern this huge country?
The guards who looked like tigers and wolves rushed forward, and a general with a sinister smile on his face picked up a pot of poisonous wine. Lifting the lid of the pot, he aimed it at Yang Yong's mouth and poured it down.
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