MTL - Harue Kagetsu-Chapter 117

An exquisite figure, under the cover of the night, sneaked before a ruined temple in Nomura that was completely abandoned due to the war, and the guards who were guarding in the dark exchanged the code with the chirping of night birds, and immediately entered.

There were no lights in the ruined temple, it was pitch-dark, only a beam of moonlight leaked in from a broken roof the size of a collapsed wellhead. With the light scattered by this moonlight, it was blurry, and it could be seen that a person was sitting on the ground in the corner of the house.

"Brother, I saw his face. He didn't even read the letter. Dao Hu and Han disagreed and refused."

Murong Zhe walked up to the man and recited the story in a low voice, hiding the part where he pretended to be his wife and was almost hurt by him.

The man in the corner didn't seem to be surprised by the result. After a moment of silence, he said lightly, "I expected it. It's impossible for him to nod."

"Brother, uncle he... do you really want to rule with Li Mu in the future?"

Murong Zhe hesitated and asked.

The man snorted lowly: "Otherwise? How much do you think his ambition was left? He fled back to Longcheng, took Xiaoguan, and returned to Dayan. He was already satisfied. He was guarding those border cities. , being his Dayan Emperor, if it wasn't for the pressure of his clan, he would probably have no intention of even Luoyang."

Murong Zhe bit his lip: "Brother, you have to be careful, don't make uncle suspicious. Someone has already provoked uncle, and asked uncle to beware of you. In case..."

She didn't say any more, and there was a look of worry in her eyes.

Murong's family started from Longcheng, and their ancestors have been able to produce many talented people, and there are many heroes. But most of them died unexpectedly, and very few died.

Not to mention, as far as she has seen, there are more than ten uncles and brothers in the family, and now there are not many left.

Of those who died, some were killed by their opponents, but when Xiao Qiang was devastated, many uncles, nephews, brothers, and even fathers and sons killed each other in order to compete for territorial rights.

This seems to have become a curse of the Murong Clan, which cannot be escaped from generation to generation.

The man didn't speak, he slowly stood up from the ground and walked under the moonlight.

With a deep waist and pan temples, a jade face like a cut, the moonlight revealed the face of a handsome man, it was Murong Zhe's brother Murong Ti.

He raised his head, looked through the tile hole above his head, looked at the moon for a long time, lowered his head and said, "Immediately take someone and sneak to Nanchao to do something for me."

He attached to Murong Zhe's ear and whispered a few words.

Murong Zhe was taken aback and said, "Brother, you really have this plan? How is it possible?"

Murong looked calm: "Go and see, if there is a chance, it will be the best, if it fails, there will be no loss. If it were normal, I would not dare to have such a plan, but the Southern Dynasty is in chaos, and the Tianshijiao is rebelling everywhere. Qiao must be devastated. As long as there is chaos, anything is possible. In Xu Mi, although I left, I used to have eyeliners. According to my news, he is very likely to take the opportunity to rise up. If this news is true, It's like adding fuel to the fire, and it's more convenient for you to do things."

Murong Zhe's originally furrowed brows gradually flattened, thought for a while, and smiled.

"Brother said that it is easy to fish in troubled waters. Brother A has ordered me to go and have a look. I hope Xu Mi will not let this great situation live up to the turbulent water. The more turbulent the water is, the better chance I have. Come down, leave as soon as possible, brother, you are waiting for my news."

Murong Zhe's figure disappeared into the night again.

Murong Ti was like a clay sculpture and stood for a long time under the moonlight that penetrated into the tile hole. He slowly raised one of his arms and raised it in front of him, staring at his open palm and clenching his fists.

Countless times, let him exert his strength without giving up. Since that day, although the wound on this arm has been healed, it has always been weak and weak, and even a sword is unsteady.

He suddenly let go of the hand that started to tremble due to the forceful clenching of his fist, his arm slumped down, hanging weakly around his waist, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath.

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It was also in this dark night, upstream of the Dajiang River, Jingzhou Jiangling, beside the barracks, the incense altar was set up, the incense candles were lingering, and the five animals used to sacrifice to the gods were placed on it.

There were people standing all around, all dressed in clothes, but it was quiet, and there was no noise at all. Everywhere was filled with soldiers with fire sticks and armor in their hands, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

The light of the fire was as bright as day, and it illuminated the faces of everyone in front of the altar, all the hair and beard, and it was clear at a glance.

All eyes were on the person standing in front of the altar.

The head of the Xu family, Xu Mi, who had served as a servant and Situ, and was changed by the imperial court from Jingzhou governor to Jiangzhou governor, tonight, has changed from his previous malaise, his eyes are bright, and his spirit is full of energy.

He stood opposite the crowd, his eyes swept across the faces of the dozens of military generals in front of him, and he said in a deep voice: "The court is ruthless, the traitor gains power, persecutes Zhongliang, so that the gods are angry with the people and cause civil chaos. I have thought about rectification, but I have repeatedly persecuted me. It is unbearable or unbearable! I am just protecting myself! I promise to be here tonight, and I swear with you all that if you get God's help in the future, you will share wealth and honor, and if you violate it, you will be punished. . If you wish to be with me, let me drink this wine together!"

After he finished speaking, he took the dagger from a nearby deputy, cut his fingers, and dropped a drop of blood into a wine jar in front of the god's case. Afterwards, everyone followed suit, stepping forward one by one, breaking their hands and dripping blood, and finally pouring them into bowls, drinking the blood wine into their stomachs together, and then throwing the bowls together.

Amidst the banging and cracking sound of dozens of bowls falling to the ground at the same time, Xu Mi was high-spirited, laughed, and glanced at the people in the hall again.

Everyone was discussing the grand plan of sending troops to conquer Jiankang in the future. The crowd was enthusiastic and excited. There was only one person who seemed to be out of tune with the others.

His gaze fell on Yang Xuan, who was standing in a corner, and he settled for a moment.

Yang Xuan stood there alone, his expression dignified, without saying a word.

Xu Mi walked over to him calmly, and said with a smile, "General Yang, what are you thinking? Can you tell me no?"

Yang Xuan immediately said no, and wanted to greet him, but unexpectedly Xu Mi stretched out his hand and led him to the altar, asking him to face the crowd with him, and said loudly: "Everyone, I, Jingxiang, can have today's situation, General Yang is the leader. I have always regarded him as a sibling. I have had this idea for a long time. Taking advantage of the fact that the altar is in front of me today, I Xu Mi and General Yang become brothers of the opposite sex. I am the brother and he is the younger brother. From now on, we will share the blessings and share the difficulties!" After speaking, he asked someone to fetch the wine again, poured it himself, and handed it to the surprised Yang Xuan.

Not only Yang Xuan, but also the military generals in the lobby were all surprised and looked over.

On that day, Xu's army was defeated and retreated to Nanyangnan, then retreated to Jingxiang, Nanyang also fell back to Beixia's hands, the victory of the Northern Expedition that had been achieved before was nothing to say, the battle of Yangzhai was even more lost. ,lost heavily. Xu Mi was ostracized by the King of Xin'an at that time and could not be at ease. He left Jiankang in the name of recuperating and returned to Xuancheng. At that time, Yang Xuan came to plead guilty.

Just when everyone thought that Xu Mi would convict Yang Xuan, even if he kept his head, he would definitely be punished and reprimanded, his reaction was unexpected to everyone.

Yang Xuan knelt outside his room all night. At dawn, Xu Bi came out, his eyes were red, and his expression was haggard. He personally supported Yang Xuan and finally spoke. The first sentence he opened, instead of blaming him, he actually ordered his son Xu Chuo to be pushed out and beheaded in front of the army to comfort the spirits of those soldiers who died in vain.

Who does not know that although Xu Mi has many sons, she has always valued Xu Chuo? All surprised. The cronies and lieutenants in front of him persuaded him. Yang Xuan was even more afraid to get up and asked to spare Xu Chuo, saying that he gave in at that time and failed to keep his handsome seal, and the culpability was even greater.

Just when everyone thought that Xu Mi was just pretending to make things clear, his next move was truly shocking.

In spite of everyone's pleas, he really ordered Xu Chuo to be captured and beheaded on the spot outside the Yuanmen.

Only then did Xu Chuo realize the seriousness of the matter, and he cried and begged for mercy, arguing that he was afraid that Lu Jianzhi would take the city first and overwhelm him. In order to compete with him, he was confused for a while, did something wrong, and asked his father to forgive him. , I promise not to dare again next time. Yang Xuan is even more begging for mercy.

Xu Bing burst into tears, but refused to forgive him, and finally beheaded Xu Chuo.

Although it has been a long time since this happened, everyone still remembers it. Seeing that Xu Mi was going to marry Yang Xuan again tonight, countless eyes suddenly fell on him.

Seeing Yang Xuan stunned, Xu Mi didn't immediately take his drink, stared at him and said, "What's the matter, is it that Younger Yang doesn't like my eldest brother and doesn't want to marry me?"

Yang Xuan came back to his senses and immediately knelt down: "Xu Shishi is willing to worship me, which is my blessing, but the status of the last commander is humble, and I never dare to have any thoughts. I implore the provincial governor to take his life back. Endless."

Xu Mi took the opportunity to hold him up, handed the wine to him, and laughed loudly: "How can General Yang be so out of touch with me? If you don't give up, then you will bow to me, and you and I will treat each other as siblings, wouldn't it be fun? ?"

Under the gazes of Xu Mi and the surrounding eyes, Yang Xuan finally forced a smile and took a drink.

Xu Mi was overjoyed, held his hand, and called him "virtuous brother". The rest of the people also reacted, and they all came forward to congratulate him.

Yang Xuan finally returned to his residence, and the smile that had been on his face just disappeared suddenly.

It's not long before dawn.

Soon, he will also have to lead the army, from here, down the river.

The goal is to build health.

The chaos of the Heavenly Teachers taught, and in just one month, the chaos had spread to the counties in the hinterland of the Southern Dynasties, with hundreds of thousands of people.

Gao Qiao was adjusting his army to suppress it with all his strength.

Xu Mi finally couldn't hold back. After waiting for a month, she secretly joined forces with Yao Dan and Feng Xian, the county governors of Jingling and Jiangxia, and decided to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to raise troops and go down the river to give it a shot.

As a general of the Xu family, Yang Xuan had to obey.

At one time, he also secretly hoped that Xu Mi could convict him for Yang Zhai's defeat, even if he beheaded, so that he would have a reason to break with the old master completely.

But from the day Xu Mi beheaded Xu Chuo with tears, the hope he had secretly cherished was completely dashed.

He didn't know that Xu Mi changed his previous attitude, killed his son first, and even lowered his honor tonight, and was willing to sworn to him as a brother. What was the purpose?

In fact, even without Xu Mi's scene tonight, he never thought of betrayal.

He could only be ordered to lead the army eastward and had no other choice.

In the past few days, what worries him is not whether he should obey Xu Mi's order and lead the troops to rise up, but another matter.

Xu Mi was not afraid of Gao Qiao.

In the Southern Dynasty, the only thing he feared was Li Mu, who was still far away in Longxi.

He knew that Xu Mi was hiding the truth from himself, and had sent someone to sneak into Jingkou quietly, intending to seize the opportunity to **** Li Mu's mother Lu, so that in the future, if Li Mu returned to the army, he could have the advantage of threatening.

The arrow is on the string, and it has to be sent.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally made up his mind, quietly summoned his confidants and exhorted him.

Watching the departing figure disappear into the night, the boulder that had been pressing on his heart for the past few days finally loosened a little.

With his own power, he is powerless to change this impending rebellion.

All he can do is this.