Chapter 133 The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the red face has changed

Tianxuan rode on Fire Cloud and looked around with interest at the buildings on both sides of the street, some of which were luxurious, some extravagant, some simple, and some messy, and he couldn't help but have this thought.

"what?"

I have to say that Jicheng is really not big.

Not long after Tian Xuan had this thought, the team came to a two-story building that covered a large area and was exquisite and gorgeous. There was a plaque on it: Feixue Pavilion! However, this place of entertainment, which was similar to the Zilanxuan in South Korea, had its doors and windows closed and no one was around. It was obvious that it had not been open for a long time.

"Excuse me, what's going on?"

In the memory of the previous life, the closure of Feixue Pavilion was because Xue Nu and Gao Jianli killed Yan Chunjun; in this life, the reason why Yan Chunjun died was that Tianxuan instructed Yan Fei to do it. Tianxuan, who wanted to appreciate the beauty of snow, was curious about why Feixue Pavilion was closed and where Xue Nu went.
He immediately pointed to a soldier beside him and asked him to go and find out.

"No need to ask!" Yan Fei rode a snow-white horse and accompanied Tian Xuan. When she heard Tian Xuan's words, a proud look appeared on her face, "I know!"

Tian Xuan looked back at Yan Fei and asked, "Yan Fei, what's going on?"

"On the night I killed Yan Chunjun, Yan Chunjun had just failed in his attempt to force Xuenv, the owner of Xue Pavilion, to marry him. After Yan Chunjun died, the Yan official in charge of the matter, in order to give an explanation to King Xi of Yan, determined that Xuenv and the zither player Gao Jianli had killed Yan Chunjun, forcing them to flee."

"Afterwards, Feixue Pavilion was sealed off by the government, and the wealth inside was seized by the government. The staff were either dismissed or demoted to government slaves!"

"I see."

Tian Xuan was a little surprised to learn that Feixue Pavilion had become Yan Fei's scapegoat, but he didn't find it strange at all. While he understood, he also felt a little disappointed.

[It seems that I won't be able to appreciate the Snow Girl's Zhao Wu this time. However, there will be a chance in the future! ]

"My dear husband, it seems that you have really grown up!"

Although the disappointment only flashed in Tianxuan's eyes, Yan Fei still caught it. Immediately, a hint of jealousy rose in her heart, and she said in a sarcastic tone.

"Ha ha ha ha."

As the commander of the army, Wang Jian rode in the front. Tianxuan and Yan Fei, along with other generals, followed behind Wang Jian as meritorious officials, most of them were one horse length behind Wang Jian. Wang Jian heard every word of the conversation between Tianxuan and Yan Fei.

Although everyone knew that the engagement between Tianxuan and the Yin-Yang family girl was only verbal, even Qin Wangzheng, who arranged the marriage, might have forgotten it. Hearing this, Wang Jian, who usually did not smile, still felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and laughed out loud.

The laughter seemed to be contagious. Xin Sheng and other generals laughed out loud one after another, with an unspeakable mocking tone in their laughter.

Tianxuan: "..."

…………

"Spare my life!"

"General, let me go!"

"I do not know anything!"

……

Last night, Prince Xi of Yan, his favorite concubines, and beloved children, under the protection of the imperial guards in the palace, and thousands of remnant soldiers led by Yan Yi, fled to Liaodong with the important civil and military officials of Yan. As a fatuous and incompetent monarch, Prince Xi of Yan had a large harem, although the rest of his family was small. The incident happened suddenly, and Prince Xi of Yan only had time to take away his closest concubines and children. Some concubines and children who had been forgotten by Prince Xi of Yan were left in the palace of Prince Xi of Yan. When the Qin army rushed into the palace and took over the defense of the palace, these "nobles" knew what had happened.

When Wang Jian brought Tian Xuan and other generals to the Yan Palace, after being identified by the eunuchs and maids in the palace, all the concubines and children of Yan Wangxi who were left behind were neatly lined up in two rows under the suppression of the Qin army. Even though they were still wearing silk and satin, everyone looked as miserable as a dog that had lost its home.

Seeing the arrival of the Qin army led by Wang Jian, their eyes, which were filled with death, rekindled hope and they begged loudly. Some young and beautiful women raised their heads without hesitation, their faces filled with charming, pitiful, or enchanting charm, intending to use the last weapon of women to impress these soldiers and seek a glimmer of hope.

"Register these people and send them back to Xianyang to present to the king!"

Although Wang Jian was old, whenever he was serious, his slightly cloudy eyes were as sharp as those of an eagle. The experienced general of the Qin army could see through the flattery of these people at a glance. Even if Wang Jian had the courage, he would not dare to touch these women. He raised his right hand high and issued an iron-blooded order.

"Here."

tread!tread!tread!
As soon as Wang Jian gave the order, hundreds of Qin soldiers stepped forward, tied these people together with ropes, and took them away. In the chaotic pace, these nobles of Yan State, who were originally of noble status but now prisoners, were taken away like chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep.

[The carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the red face has changed! ]

Having witnessed with his own eyes the fall of the State of Yan and the scenes of former nobles becoming lambs to be slaughtered, Tianxuan suddenly recalled the poems of Li Yu, a famous talent and incompetent ruler in the mottled history books.

[The world belongs to the capable, and only the strong can keep everything they have. Otherwise, they are just a fat sheep! ]

Tianxuan would not have any sympathy for these people. After sighing for a while, such thoughts arose from the bottom of Tianxuan's heart.

“Marshal,” Tian Xuan took a few steps forward and came behind Wang Jian, clasping his hands together, “I would like to go to the library with these people from the Yin-Yang family. Please allow me!”

"allow!"

Wang Jian pondered for a moment about Tianxuan's request, then nodded in agreement.

"Thank you Marshal!"

"Farewell!"

"Goodbye!"

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Library.

The State of Yan has lasted for 800 years since its founding. During this period, there were many turbulences such as the Zizhi Rebellion, but most of them failed to shake the foundation of the State of Yan. After 800 years, although most of the monarchs of the State of Yan had little interest in books, the total number is still a very scary number.

When Tianxuan and the Yin-Yang family arrived in front of the library of the Yanwang Palace under the guidance of a specially found guide, what appeared in front of them was a huge building with three floors and an area of ​​more than 100 meters. Although the door was not opened, a heavy and ancient charm was already overwhelming.

It seems that the books collected in this pavilion have transformed into monsters over the long years, as described in "Honghuang", and want to reverse time and space, bringing Tianxuan and others to the mottled history represented by each book, so that they can experience that magnificent history firsthand.

In an instant, both Tianxuan and the people from Yin-Yang School were stunned where they were, with the same look of reverence on every face.

call!
After a while, Tianxuan calmed down, exhaled heavily, and headed towards the pavilion, saying:
"Yan Fei, Yue Shen, Da Siming, Shao Siming, let's go! As long as the books inside are not related to politics or military affairs, we will distribute them according to the agreement!"

(End of this chapter)