Things developed so fast that the memorial at the court meeting was spread before the meeting was over.
Yuan You reacted immediately, scolded Zhang Li, and sent Zhang Li to jail.
Today at the Great Court Meeting, Zhang Cheng's rank was not high enough. Yuan You sent people to do so but was heavily obstructed by Zhou Rong. When they arrived, they only saw a charred corpse still burning in the fire.
After receiving the news, Yuan You fell into an armchair. The emperor's face turned pale and his eyes fell on one spot for a long time.
The splendid imperial palace is oppressive and quiet, and the bright light cannot penetrate the dense dark clouds, which weigh heavily on the sky of the main hall.
For a long time, Yuan You's empty eyes gradually became focused. He immediately picked up the pen, and the hand holding the pen shook uncontrollably. He tried his best to restrain himself before writing an urgent letter, using his only remaining connections to ensure that the letter would not be intercepted by Zhou Rong.
, sent to Jun Ci as soon as possible.
But he never expected that Zhou Rong handed a letter to Jun Ci yesterday.
The letter stated that Jun Ci should experience the pain of bereavement. After receiving the letter, Jun Ci immediately left the army and rode Achi without sleep, rushing back to the capital day and night without taking anyone with him.
As soon as Jun Ci entered the capital, all he could hear was the discussion about the son of the official minister being burned alive in the bustling city.
"If you ask me, this family man deserves to die. He is eating my rice from the Northern Dynasties and trying his best to find a way for the Han people."
"He is a Han, so how can Han people be of the same mind as us?"
"Have you ever seen a living person being burned in the daylight, being tied up, having several barrels of tung oil poured on him, the fire started, and the heart-rending screams..."
Jun Ci listened all the way, a chill ran up her spine and spread all over her body. She rushed to Shangshu's Mansion like crazy, but Shangshu's Mansion had been sealed off.
She quickly returned home, and Jun was sitting in the study, as if he had lost his soul. The sound of the door being pushed open with a heavy bang brought him back to his senses.
The night is shrouded outside the house, and lanterns are hung high outside the door.
The weak firelight shone through the lantern and fell on the weather-stricken Jun Ci. Her whole body was enveloped in a chilling aura.
Jun Xu stood up subconsciously. He looked at his daughter and opened his mouth to say something. His throat was so painful and tight that he could not utter a single word.
"My cousin is dead?" She stepped forward, her voice was steady, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.
Jun Xu's heart tightened. His daughter, who was approaching step by step, seemed to be stepping on his heart, making his heart sink inch by inch.
"Being burned alive?" Jun Ci stood still in front of the long case and stared directly at Jun Xi.
Jun Xi closed his eyes in pain, nodded with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: "The bones... are in the wing..."
Zhang Li was imprisoned and his life was not in danger for the time being. Jun Yu immediately went to find Zhang Cheng, but was also blocked by Zhou Rong. He arrived at almost the same time as Yuan You's people. He seriously injured several Beizhen warriors and had some old friends.
The Mobei Army also had His Majesty's personal guards to support him, so they took the charred corpse home.
Jun Ci turned around and rushed to the side room. Just as there was her room in Shangshu Mansion, there was also Zhang Cheng's room here.
Her cousin was as handsome as the moon, a romantic man, sitting and lying in an orderly manner, as graceful as the white snow in spring. At this moment, only a black and unrecognizable body was left.
He had only been crowned a year old and was in his prime, but his good years were ruined like this.
Jun Ci's body was stiff, his steps were shaky, and he stood still in front of the couch like a zombie.
My eyes were stinging and sore, but I couldn't shed tears.
She opened her mouth to call him, but her mouth trembled but there was no sound.
She didn't know how long she stood there when a gust of cold wind blew open the window. The coolness mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms blew in, and a few pink peach blossom petals fell at her feet.
"Aci, come back early. When the peach blossoms are in full bloom, don't miss the appointment to make wine."
The gentle words he said when he sent her off for the war echoed in her ears.
"Ahhhhhhh-"
Jun Ci finally couldn't suppress the pain, and a cry of grief echoed through the general's mansion.
"Ah Ci!" Jun Xi, who was waiting outside the house, rushed in and ran towards Jun Ci.
The moment Jun Xu's palm was about to touch Jun Ci, Jun Ci's eyes narrowed, and he turned around and hit Jun Xu on the shoulder.
Cold, cruel, and bloodthirsty.
Jun Ci's breath hitched when he caught Jun Ci's gaze.
"Why don't you save him?" Jun Ci said coldly, his voice hoarse and gloomy.
"Aye was negligent, Aci... Where are you going, Aci?"
Jun Ci didn't wait for Jun Xu to finish speaking, and turned around to go out. Jun Xu hurriedly chased after him. When he ran down the steps and Jun Ci had reached the Chuihua Gate, the disturbed servants in the mansion gathered around him.
Jun Ci paused, and her hand slowly grasped the sword at her waist.
Jun Xu just chased after him at a fast pace. When he was only one step away from Jun Ci, the sword light flashed in his eyes. Jun Ci turned around as fast as lightning, and with a pop, the sword penetrated his flesh.
Severe pain shot through his shoulder, and Jun froze in place.
In front of him was the only flesh and blood she had raised through all kinds of hardships. She was holding a long sword in her hand and her pupils were scarlet.
The general, who was dressed in iron bones, was stabbed dozens of times on the battlefield without blinking an eye. The enemy's long sword slashed his shoulder and almost cut off one of his arms, but he did not frown.
Countless times he hesitated between life and death, but he gritted his teeth and held on.
At this moment, his daughter's sword penetrated his blade, but his eyes were scarlet red and watery. He grabbed the blade and begged: "Aci... don't go..."
It is not difficult to guess Zhou Rong's thoughts. He could not attack Jun Ci openly because of the Ying family, and he could not do anything about Jun Ci because of his secret plan. He could only wait for Jun Ci to come to his door.
At this moment, there must be a dragnet waiting for Jun Ci in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even if she is a genius, there is no way she can come back.
Jun Ci gritted his teeth, pulled out the sword ruthlessly, and kicked Jun Fu to the ground with a roundabout movement. The head of the Jun clan happened to bring someone to see this scene: "Jun Ci, you are patricide!"
The stewards of the General's Mansion rushed up to hug Jun Xi, who was bleeding profusely.
Jun Xu struggled hard, but was hugged tightly by several people. Jun Xu could only scream: "A Ci, don't go -"
The hand holding the hilt of the sword was about to crush the hard hilt into pieces. Jun Ci said coldly: "From today on, I will no longer be your daughter."
Before she finished speaking, she twirled her sword, her long hair flew, a tuft of hair broke, and she slowly fell to the ground.
The crimson robe flashed, and Jun Ci's figure had already drifted away.
"No! A Ci——"
Jun You didn't know where the strength burst out, and he shook away the strong men who were hugging him tightly. He wanted to chase Jun to resign. The patriarch stopped him in front of him, with a look of unbearability: "Don't let the children's hard work go to waste."
flow!"
Jun Su stiffened.
How could she not know that the Prime Minister's Mansion would never survive?
But that was her cousin who had grown up with her since childhood, the closest relative in the world.
Even if it was hell, she would go there and take the heads of Zhou Rong and his son with her own hands to avenge her brother.
Even so, she still thought carefully about the Jun clan.
Regardless of whether she succeeds or not, the Zhou family has great power and she cannot bring down the family.
So she killed her father and cut off her family ties.
This leaves enough room for the Jun family to mediate and protect themselves.