The sycamore drizzle, when overlooking the smoke and fog, the sleeves are always crying red.

The boreas were angry.Linglong and Chu Huan endured the cold winter wind, and went to the street to watch the scene of bustle when dawn is just breaking.

At that time, I was thinking about what the Zui Family was like when they first kept a foothold in the Qing Palace. At that time, my grandfather was Protector of the Country, and even if he saw the Queen Mother, he had to respect three points. It is said that Emperor Daoguang admired his talents so much that he was appointed as Lord Protector; Emperor Guangxu was enthroned at the age of four and the Queen Mother was appointed. My aunt was zuifei, and my aunt made him eleven years older; and when I was twelve years old, I was made a squire.

The so-called squire is a retinue in fact. At that time, one official post, some couldn't ask for it, and some were appointed by several officials. The retinue was still the official history of the six broads. That was because at that time, I offered the emperor Guangxu's strategy and shared the concerns, and praised my good handwriting. The most important thing is that I am in the Zui gate clan; in the light of Emperor Guangxu's no children, I want to be named a‘ge.However,my grandfather said that I was afraid of opposition from the powerful in the palace, but it was not good for me, so I became a squire.

In the palace, some people called me lorder zui,some called me Changsheng, and some called me young master. But these titles are not important. Everyone knows that although I have followed the emperor for four years, I actually understand the emperor's thoughts. Coupled with the six years of house arrest, I can see through Aixinjueluo Zaiyun. The blame is that the emperor has no real power. I know it, and he also knows that I did not do the things in the summer palace at that time. It was his stepmother who deliberately harmed me. However, even so, he still did not stand up to defend me.

I didn't know what happened until the ancient bell rang that day. I never doubted the cause of my death. It was because I didn't see it with my own eyes, so I didn't make a bet.

Grandpa is highly valued, and he is the most respected and respected man. He is the most respected and respected. Aunt is young and beautiful and very popular; and I also win the favor of the emperor. In the Qing Dynasty, there was also a pillar of the Zui Family. Now that the pillar is broken, the government will naturally disperse. I have said long ago that absurd rule, without morality at all, will eventually go to extinction.

"Changsheng! Come with me! Something happened to your family! It may be too late to enter the palace with me now!" Linglong shouted hoarsely.

I straightened my back with a spirit of excitement, and came back to my senses. With a stride, I followed the two of them through this bamboo forest.

Outside the capital, people coming and going on the streets swarmed up, surging like a high tide.

People talked a lot, and the streets were already full of trouble. Three poles in the sun, the sunny day finally came, the sun set lazily on the mountainside, the weather was a bit hot.

An uncle with cabbage in his hand showed his head out of the crowd. I stepped forward to greet him and asked anxiously: "Uncle, what happened? What are they doing around the street?"

The uncle looked around and whispered: "You don't know yet, do you? This Zuijia is going to be turned upside down by the Yuchi family! A few days ago, the emperor and dowager passed away one after another. No, the palace is in chaos. Who told the empress dowager to give the tiger charms to the Yuchi family before her death, right? I think zui family is also pitiful, and the three generations of grandparents have done enough for the royal family. It is pitiful to end up like this. Look, come on!"

My heart is pounding like a rock, and I am afraid that in the next moment, I will be the only descendant left in the zui family.

I rushed out of the siege and poked my head out of the crowd, and Linglong and Chu Huan immediately pulled me away. We squatted in a corner with no one, and I secretly cast sad eyes to the street.

In a pool of blood. Uncle, uncle, my elder brother, Changxiao, my cousin Changyue, and the last poor mother-in-law, she was covered with scattered white hair, leaning on a cane, and talking about my name in her mouth.

The Yuchi family, Yuchi Gong's grandfather, Yu Chiyun, stroked his beard, sitting on a sedan chair with a spring breeze on his face. Occasionally, I picked up the teacup and dipped a few mouthfuls in my mouth, making me proud.

Suddenly, I saw Yuchi gong pulling out a large bronze sword from the sheath, revealing a row of white teeth and raising his mouth with a smile. Glancing at the uncle and uncle coldly, a sword struck their throats without saying a word.

With blood in his throat, the uncle's eyes tremble, shocked.

Brother Changxiao, mother-in-law, and the zui family behind him.

I counted secretly, there were more than ten people. At least they are all my relatives.

Why is it so cruel? I couldn't help but cried bitterly.

A triumphant smile appeared on Yuchi gong's face.

In broad daylight, I saw the zui family one after another, and then after another, blood flew all over the street, violent corpses on the streets.

Li Xun and Leng Qi also searched for them, knowing what will happen today, and specifically followed up. Li Xun was still reprimanding Chu Huan, saying that he shouldn't bring me to such a place.

And I, shrank in the corner, crying bitterly.

Leng Qi covered my mouth and hooked my arm hard behind his back. He was afraid that I would be impulsive, which was also what Linglong Chuhuan was worried about. They were blaming themselves, but they didn't know how painful my heart was.

"Don't..." I gritted my teeth and wetted Leng Qi's arm with tears.

Under the scorching sun, Yu Chigong’s big sword raged and squandered. The sword had no eyes. The sharp point of the blade pierced Zui Cang’s chest fiercely, and then pulled out fiercely, and then blood spurted out of his chest. Splashing everywhere.

My brother, he was already broken, forced to kneel on the ground, gritted his teeth, his eyes were raging, and this fire could almost burn everyone in front of him.

He struggled desperately. He hoped to get a little bit of life. He tried to protect his mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law was weakly pressed to the ground, and she shed tears silently.

When Yuchi gong took down the heads of Zui Cang and Zui Jiu, my two cousins, the people on the street had already panicked and ran around holding their heads. The adults clutched the children's eyes, took their little hands, and ran around to death.

When all the screams subsided, everything returned to silence. Only brother resisted stubbornly there, and Yu Chiyun's wolf-like eyes suddenly shot two deep rays of light, stroked his beard, and curled his lips with a sneer.

He was laughing at my mother-in-law.

Yuchi Gong raised the sword with one stroke and slashed hard, and his brother kept protecting her mother-in-law. This sword made a crack in Brother's back, and then, Brother fell straight, with a vague thought in his mouth: "Changsheng, Changsheng..." Both eyes were wide open, as if looking at something, right. Seeing fascinatingly.

"Hold on."

Yuchi Yun catted to his waist, slowly stepping from the sedan to the oncoming man. He has blue fangs and a sly smile.

Since we arrived in the capital, the Zui family and the Yuchi family have long been at odds. However, I don't know why the Yuchi family hates us so much? Is it just because our status is higher than him and more favored, is it the bloody hatred that we forged?

Yuchi yun slowly took the long sword in Yuchi gong's hand, opened his eyes and shouted, and the long sword was severely cut from his hand.

With a "chao", Leng Qi quickly covered my eyes.

What followed was the sharp and piercing sound of swords, and of course it seemed to be mixed with the sound of the moment when blood flew across, which was shocking.

"The old bitch!Go to death!"

"Don't..." I whispered softly.

I struggled desperately to get rid of Chu Huan's shackles. Li Xun squeezed my arm tightly, and my heart seemed to jump out.

Linglong was sad and sobbed softly.

It's calmed down, and it's quiet. My heart is running.

It is Zui family. It's like a train that will never stop when driving out, and it's full of wind and snow along the way.

Leng Qi gradually put his hands down. The Yuchi family has long since disappeared on the street, the scorching sun is empty, and the empty alleys are full of sadness.

The mother-in-law's face was scratched, her head dropped to one side, and her flesh-and-blooded limbs were also on one side, like five horses divided into corpses. The bloody streets are full of scars, and they are all the remains of my zui family.

Waiting for me to collect the corpses for them? ——I am the youngest in the Zui family, and the rest are my elders, brothers and sisters.

Today, nine deaths and a lifetime. I stay alive. Thinking of this, I shed tears.

"Mother-in-law, brother..."

Everyone left, only me. The Yuchi family went away, and the corpse of the Zui family was violent in the streets. This is indeed an anecdote; under the capital, the Zui family was slaughtered, and the grandfather's life or death is uncertain. Only me and a few servants are left.

The old mother-in-law, every morning to meet her in the harem, she always gave me a piece of sweet cake, fed it into my mouth, smiled and told me: "Eat in your mouth, sweet in your mouth, sweet in your belly, sweet in your heart. My beloved Grandson, mother-in-law, is old, only remember this sentence, and remember to tell it to the emperor."

When I think of this, I burst into tears again.

"Changsheng, I know you feel uncomfortable, but you should have grown up for six years." Li Xun said lightly from the side.

Yeah, he was right. Six years ago, the affairs of the Summer Palace had already been a painful lesson; for six years, I had endured the humiliation, not just because my loved ones left and weeped. There is nothing to cry, the words that my aunt said "He that bleeds will not weep".

I wiped away the tears on my face and rubbed my eyes that were red and swollen from crying.

Half the window lights dizzy, and the rain is gurgling a few curtains outside.

The colors are bright and beautiful, and I hope the bitter wind and rain will wash away the spirit of the zui family. Today, I don't forget how my brother, mother-in-law, and the zui descendants behind me died.

On the top of the mountain, the earth is yellow and fertile. I quietly set up a stone monument to pay tribute to the zui family who passed away. Encounter breaking through Shaohua, lonely shadow Xiaoxiang, Fei Fei Muyu, three kowtows, full of guilt.

"Yuchi Gong and Yuchi Yun, remember what you did today. God is watching your every move."

Chu Huan broke the silence: "Changsheng, don't be sorrow anymore. From now on, throw away all the unhappiness in the Qing palace, don't do anything to the emperor's resignation. As Puyi is in the presidency, the Yuchi family has long been valued by the people of Prince Jin's mansion; I want you to be free and do what you want."

I stoically replied: "No, I dare to conclude that the Qing Dynasty is destined to perish. I still have very important things to do, but no matter how important it is, it is no more important than revenge."

The torrential rain dances in the wind, and the rustle flies. I can’t leave immediately to fulfill my aunt’s long-cherished wish to go to the bloody city, because I can’t watch my enemy get away with the blood of a zui family member. My aunt told me that the blood of a zui family member is the most spiritual and can harm all living creatures; When I was a child, I saw my aunt secretly dripping a drop of blood in a bowl of soup medicine. She said that as long as you give it to the bad guy, the bad guy will run away.

Isn't it? Everyone is gone now, only me is the blood of the zui family, the zui master. These days, Leng Qi told me that as long as I want, he and Li Xun will help me with revenge.

In the night breeze, the corpses on the street have been transported away. The gunpowder was full of smoke, and there was only a woman in red in the mass grave, with messy hair, who got up from the dead.

She seemed to be in pain, helpless, holding a bell in her hand. Her eyes are big, and there is a small knife mark between her neck.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and I hurried away carrying the oil lamp. The back of her crimson ecstasy, hazy in the moonlight, gradually turned into bubbles as the night darkened.