Chapter 85 Where is the Yan Family? Where is the Yan Family of Zhenbei Marquis Mansion?

In front of Chongshan City, the two armies arrived one after another as agreed.

The Northern Yan army arrived first, and then the gates of Chongshan City were opened wide. Troops poured out of the city gates and soon filled the area in front of the city.

Jiang Shao came out wearing golden armor and riding a black cloud stepping on snow horse.

He held a long spear in his hand and had a long sword with a yellow tassel on his waist. On the scabbard was a lifelike golden dragon.

The precious sword Huanglong was bestowed upon him by the emperor of the time. It was said to have been taken out from Longyuan Mountain by the ancestor of the Ji clan, a member of the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and named Huanglong.

Holding this sword, Jiang Shao killed traitors and rebels and was invincible.

"Xingchuan." Jiang Shao sat on his horse, looking at Yan Xingchuan from a distance.

Old acquaintances from the past are now fighting to the death on the battlefields of the two armies.

Yan Xingchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips, and tightened his grip on the reins slightly.

"I haven't seen you for many years. You have grown up a lot." Jiang Shao seemed to be feeling emotional.

"Back when your brother and I were famous in the Imperial City, you were still a young man, dressed in a purple robe and jade belt, a dashing young man."

"Riding a horse and leaning on the slanting bridge, red sleeves waving in the building."

"Your brother is quite worried about you, thinking that if you grow up a little bit, you might become a playboy.

I just never thought that after all these years, you have grown so much. If your brother knew about this, he would be very pleased. "

"Whether my brother is pleased or not, I don't know. However, if Crown Prince Jiang is curious, why not go down and ask him? I think he will give you a satisfactory answer."

"You arrogant boy!" Before Jiang Shao could even open his mouth, the middle-aged deputy general on horseback beside him started cursing.

"I don't know who gave you the courage to fight the prince. If you die here today, don't cry bitterly and bring shame to the Zhenbei Marquisate."

"Zhenbei Marquis Mansion?" Cui Jing laughed, opened the folding fan in his hand, and asked him,

"Excuse me, which Zhenbei Marquis Mansion are you referring to? Forgive my ignorance, but I really don't know which one is the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion nowadays."

"Of course it's the Yan family of the Zhenbei Marquisate!" the middle-aged deputy general answered immediately.

Jiang Shao wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Cui Jing asked again, "Since this is the Yan family of the Zhenbei Marquisate, may I ask where the Yan family is located?"

Where is the Yan family?

Ten years ago, the Yan family of the Zhenbei Marquisate was ordered to be executed by the current emperor on the charge of "plotting rebellion."

The Yan family of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion was ravaged by bloodshed, but only Yan Xingchuan, who was a guest at the Lin family, escaped the disaster and left behind this bloodline.

"Yes, where is the Yan family?" Xu Dazhi asked loudly, "Where is the Yan family in the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion?"

"Where is the Yan family?"

"Where is the Yan family in Zhenbei Marquis Mansion?"

In the Northern Yan army, the generals and soldiers raised questions loudly and powerfully.

I am asking the people in the court opposite me, I am asking the emperor sitting high on the throne, and I am asking this vast earth.

Where is the Yan family?

Where is the Yan family of Zhenbei Houfu?

Where is the Yan family of Zhenbeihou Mansion, who guarded the northern border for generations, drove out foreign enemies, and protected the peace of the country and the tranquility of the people?

Are you home?

Is anyone here?

Who knows where they are?

Who dares to answer?

Who dares to say?

The wind blows through the mountains, the sparse grass and trees sway in the wind, and the yellow sand covers the ground.

In the end, no one answered this question.

For a time, the morale of the Northern Yan army soared, while the imperial army felt sympathetic, ashamed, and retreated, not even daring to look at the people opposite them.

That's the Northern Yan Army...

Today, Yan Xing is traveling east from Sichuan, heading straight for the imperial city, to quell the chaos and kill the tyrant emperor, to avenge the blood feud of the Yan family, and to seek justice for all the people in the Yan family who were killed.

Jiang Shao's gaze turned cold and fell on Cui Jing.

"This prince knows who you are, Cui Jing of the Xianyang Cui clan."

"It's a pity that Prince Jiang recognizes me. I am Cui Jingzhi of the Cui family." Cui Jing smiled with his fox eyes.

At this moment, it seemed as if he was not standing on the battlefield, but was leisurely in an elegant room, playing the piano and drinking tea.

"Do you know that what the Cui family did today is a heinous crime punishable by extermination of all nine generations of the family? The imperial decree to execute the Cui family has already arrived in Chongshan City. Do you want to see it?

Cui Jingzhi, if the Cui family can stop and wake up in time, this prince will plead with His Majesty to spare the lives of the entire Cui family."

Cui Jing patted his chest twice, his face showing surprise. "Prince Jiang, are you serious? Can you really plead for mercy on behalf of the Cui family and spare the lives of everyone in the Cui family?"

As soon as Cui Jing said this, all the Northern Yan soldiers fell silent, and the eyes they looked at him were filled with murderous intent.

Hey Cui Jingzhi, what’s wrong with you?

What? Are you going to betray me at the last minute?

Boys, let's hack this traitor to death first!

Everyone was ready to fight, swords drawn.

Cui Jing then asked Jiang Shao, "But does Prince Yan really have the final say? If you ask His Majesty for mercy, will His Majesty agree?"

Jiang Shao did not answer this, but looked at Cui Jing with murderous eyes.

Let’s not talk about whether Yan Xingchuan will be killed today, but Cui Jing really can’t be kept any longer.

Cui Jing saw that he didn't answer, but he didn't care. He seemed to have thought of something, and then looked strange:

"This is truly bizarre. Prince Jiang and the Duke of Ping were able to intercede for the Cui family and protect the lives of everyone in our Cui family, but why couldn't they protect the Yan family?"

"Is it impossible to keep it? Or do you not want to keep it?"

"I can't guarantee that you'll say anything nonsense, but you're just talking nonsense. Who will I ask for justice when my Cui family's head is chopped off?"

"If I could protect you, why didn't I protect the Yan family? Why didn't you say a word back then?"

"Oh, is it to eliminate dissidents?"

Cui Changyou's mouth is really unconventional, with a bit of paralyzing poison, and he has no taboos.

But Cui Jing's mouth was like a deadly poison that killed people instantly when it came into contact with blood. It not only killed people but also destroyed their hearts.

After he said this, Yan Xingchuan and the Northern Yan army turned from a rebel group into a righteous army.

The morale of the Northern Yan army soared, and everyone was like they had drunk black dog blood, sharpening their knives to eliminate the Demon Guards.

However, the morale of the imperial army was low, and they were afraid to fight when facing the enemy.

Moreover, he also tore off the faces of the old emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, even the Duke of Pingguo and Jiang Shao, threw them on the ground, stepped on them, and crushed them several times.

Others fought with weapons, but he fought with his mouth.

In one word, absolutely!

Everyone in the Northern Yan army looked at him, even Shangguan Tong and Shen Sui, who had never liked the Cui family members.

Xu Dazhi even gave him a thumbs up:

Brother, you can do it!

Cui Jing smiled calmly: "Although I am not good at fighting, I am a bit familiar with calligraphy."

Finally, he said to Yan Xingchuan: "My Lord, based on my experience in judging people, this man may appear to be loyal and righteous, but not a single word he says can be trusted."

"Or he's incompetent and can't make his own decisions. If he believes what he says, and the emperor doesn't agree, no one will come to collect his body, and he'll die in vain."

“Or, they have abilities, but they are not good ones.

Everyone knows that the Yan family is innocent, yet the Duke of Pingguo's Mansion stood by and watched without doing anything. Perhaps they were trying to eliminate dissidents."

"Even more, he might even have some ideas about the old emperor's position!"