The mountain in the 111 barrier is called Ginkgo Mountain. In autumn, the mountain is golden. However, in winter, the ginkgo leaves fall into the valley one after another, leaving only withered branches.
The prosperity came to an end and was crushed into mud.
Qing Zhen stood there and looked at the withered scene in the valley, and suddenly smiled and said: "What a pity."
These were probably Qing Zhen's three favorite words.
Secretary Zhou frowned and said, "Come here, take off Qing Zhen's shoes and take him up to Ginkgo Mountain!"
But he saw that the soldier in charge of enforcing the Ginkgo Mountain Road was delayed. When they didn't move, Secretary Zhou got angry: "How dare you disobey orders."
However, the two soldiers still didn't move, as if they couldn't bear to do such a thing.
Qing Zhen looked at the younger soldier with a smile and said, "I remember you. Your name is Zhang Yuge. You used to be a soldier under me. You made meritorious service when you killed the Fire Company."
p>The soldier named Zhang Yuge became excited. He stood up straight and shouted: "Zhang Yuge of the Fifth Combat Brigade, I didn't expect you to still remember me."
Qing Zhen turned around to look again He smiled at another soldier and said: "Your name is Wang Hang, and you are also a soldier under me. Is your mother feeling better?"
Wang Hang's eyes suddenly turned red: "Thank you, sir. I didn't expect you to return." Worrying about such trivial matters."
Qing Zhen sighed to Secretary Zhou: "These are all elite soldiers. They should be fighting abroad, but because of my relationship, they are tied here as watchdogs. It's a pity. Don't make things difficult for them. I'll do it myself." Secretary Zhou said coldly behind Qing Zhen: "You know, there is no one like you in the history of the Qing family. They all bowed their heads!"
Qing Zhen smiled: "But I am Qing Zhen."
As if the word Qing Zhen should have some kind of magic power, Ao. Born from the bones, the knees will not bend despite all odds.
As he spoke, Qingzhen took off his shoes and socks and walked step by step towards the mountain where all the ginkgo leaves were withered.
The cold winter wind whistled on the mountain road, and the ground was as cold as a knife.
However, others could not see the pain and frustration on Qingzhen's face. They saw Qingzhen walking for a while and suddenly pointed to a mountain col and said: "When I was a child, Luo Lan and I played in the mud there. The stream was very cold at that time, so we froze the stolen persimmons in it. They were very delicious when we took them out after a while. At that time, Qingyun was still following us, but he seemed to have hated me since he was a child. "
Secretary Zhou remained silent. No one expected that Qing Zhen would still be so leisurely and relaxed when her death was imminent.
"But there are hidden sentries there now, so we won't let you pass," Qing Zhen said with a smile.
Blood flowers suddenly appeared in the sky. Qingzhen’s white soles stepped on the thin snow, leaving a row of footprints on the mountain road.
At first, the snow was white and the footprints were black. As soon as you stepped down, the ground below was revealed.
Secretary Zhou shouted in the wind and snow behind him: "Have you thought about it yet?"
The snow gradually became thicker, and Qing Zhen turned a deaf ear.
As I walked, red footprints were left on the snow on the mountain road.
As he walked up step by step, it seemed as if he would never see the end, but Qingzhen remained upright.
When Qing Zhen passed by, the soldiers at the sentry post turned sideways and looked out of the mountain.
Qing Zhen’s feet were numb as he walked, and he couldn’t remember how far he had walked.
Every step he takes is like thinking.
Secretary Zhou suddenly asked from the side: "Why did you withdraw your troops to trap the Yang family last night?"
"Oh, you said this," Qing Zhen said with a smile.
"Qing Yi had not yet taken over the military power at that time, and you clearly knew that Luo Lan was still in the Yang family," Secretary Zhou frowned and said, "The Yang family must have arrested Luo Lan now. Now that many people know that you were recalled to the 111 barrier, they will probably think that it was an order from Qing Yi."
Qing Zhen said with a smile: "Because I knew you would come to arrest me."
"What do you mean?"
"Our father insisted on calling Luo Lan to his side before we left, saying that he would protect me, but you also know who he is," Qing Zhen was happy: "I can eat and sleep, but I'm so reckless. Why do I need him to protect me? It's enough for me to protect him."
"So you asked Mr. Yang to arrest him?" Zhou The secretary frowned and said that he didn't know the logic in this. He had to say that Qing Zhen planned more things than others.
"If he hadn't been arrested, he would have rushed to Ginkgo Mountain to fight the old men." Qing Zhen sighed: "Yang will not kill him. The fat man alive is better than The dead fat man was valuable, and Yang would not kill him until he took out something valuable enough, which would be better than him rushing back."
"But he will kill him in the future. Yes," Secretary Zhou said calmly.
"I have prepared an escape route for him," Qing Zhen said.
So Qing Zhen tore up the covenant with the Yang family not for anything else, but to keep Luo Lan in the No. 88 barrier and prevent him from coming back to die.
Because even Qing Zhen had no chance of surviving today.
Qing Zhen stood with bare feet on the edge of the cliff of the winding mountain road. He looked at the falling snow outside: "That fool Luo Lan, if I died today, he would definitely cry very sadly. Our damn father always said that a family must be harmonious and harmonious."
Secretary Zhou asked: "Then why do you still disobey the Qing family's wishes?"
Qing Zhen looked at the distant mountains and seemed to have figured something out. He said, "Now that I think about it, there are only two of us in our family, Luo Lan and I, not counting the others." /p>
At this moment Qingzhen looked back and suddenly smiled: "I didn't notice, we are almost here! Let's go!"
Qingzhen walked in front, Secretary Zhou asked loudly again : "The deadline is approaching, have you thought about it?"
Heavy snow is falling and the mountain wind is howling.
Qing Zhen whispered in the wind and snow: "I have thought about it."
In front of him was Qing's villa and manor on the hillside of Ginkgo Mountain. The lights were still bright here, Qing Zhen stood outside the vermilion door and smiled: "If you think about it carefully, it seems that I haven't been here a few times."
Secretary Zhou escorted him into the hall, Qing Zhen's feet Blood marks were left on the clean and luxurious marble floor. The servants in the hall were silent, and no one dared to wipe off the blood marks.
Qing Zhen walked inside. The door to the conference room was already open, and the members of the Qing family's presidium were all sitting inside.
Qing Zhen walked through the long corridor and then the long foyer, walking alone, with everyone following behind him at a distance.
Suddenly someone felt that Qing Zhen’s back had been straight until this moment and had never been bent.
When Qing Zhen walked into the conference room, he walked straight to the end of the conference table and sat down.
There was no one around Qing Zhen. All the members of the presidium were sitting on the other side of him, as if he was fighting against the entire Qing family.
The old man at the head said calmly: "Do you know that you are wrong?"
Qing Zhen also said calmly: "What is wrong?"
The old man's eyes were slightly Oh, he didn't expect that Qing Zhen couldn't bow his head after walking along the 21-kilometer mountain road.
"Killing to seize power, raising an army privately, disobedience and disrespect," the old man said, "these several crimes combined can convict you of death."
Qing Zhen asked: " Do I have to die?"
"I will feel uneasy if you don't die."
This is the voice of everyone in the Qing Presidium, the shadow that ignores the rules now. , made them afraid.
They have never been so afraid of a shadow, so this shadow must die.
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At this time, Qing Zhen's troops had been dispersed. Some were incorporated into various combat orders and began to be tamed, while some stubborn ones were tied up in the barriers. Being commanded like a dog, Qing Zhen's influence in the army seems to have been weakened to the point of being as light as a hair.
Luo Lan was placed under house arrest at the 88th Barrier.
It seems that Qing Zhen has lost his last support.
So when Tu Qiong saw him, the Qing Presidium was sure of victory and insisted on putting Qing Zhen to death.
Qing Zhen stood up and walked to the edge of the conference room with bare feet. Someone shouted angrily: "Qing Zhen, you dare to be so arrogant at this time!"
Qing Zhen suddenly turned around. Turning to Secretary Zhou, he asked loudly: "Zhou Qi, I have already thought about it. Have you thought about it?"
On the 21-kilometer mountain road, Secretary Zhou asked loudly twice, but now it is Qing Zhen asked back.
The mountains and rivers outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are magnificent, and the heaven and earth are high!
He no longer wants to be a shadow.
He wants to be the leader of the Qing clan.
The mountains and rivers are cut off by the broken wind and shattered realm, and there will be no return until the world is restored!
Qing ZhenThen he asked loudly: "Have you thought about it yet?"
Secretary Zhou smiled: "I am willing to serve you."
Secretary Zhou stood behind the old man at some point. Pinch a stream out of nothingness, and the transparent stream seems to come out of nothing, and actually flows towards the necks of each presidium member.
Someone's exclamations alerted the security personnel outside the conference room, but Secretary Zhou was prepared. The clear stream branched out again, penetrated the thick solid wood door of the conference room and flew out. I heard screams outside one after another, and after a while there was no sound.
Intensive gunshots also sounded on the mountainside, indicating that a fierce battle was taking place.
The soldier named Zhang Yuge at the foot of the mountain suddenly shouted: "Everyone, today is the day to make a great contribution!"
As he spoke, a group of soldiers suddenly came out of the mountain. He rushed up together, and the blood shed during the battle actually flowed down the mountain road, melting the thin snow.
In the 111 barrier, the cover of the sewer manhole was suddenly lifted, and black troops rushed to all the military important locations within the barrier.
When they encountered the regular army of the barrier, this black army was extremely brave and fearless of death!
A soldier in black slowly sat down on the ground after being shot. A comrade wanted to help him up. He held his comrades and smiled and said: "Finally, I have waited until today. Go ahead and ignore me. Tell me "Sir, we have been waiting for too long!"
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Secretary Zhou smiled at Qing Zhen and said, "If you don't let Luo Lan come back, are you worried about me? We were together when we were kids. Friends who play with mud, it makes me so sad.”
Qing Zhen said on the mountainside that he and Luo Lan had played with mud and iced persimmons by the stream, but what he didn’t say was that those children were there. There is also this Zhou Qi here.
Many people think that Secretary Zhou regards Qing Zhen as a thorn in his side, which is why the Qing Presidium likes to use Secretary Zhou to target Qing Zhen.
But Qing Zhen and Zhou Qi have never been at odds with each other. In the early years, they had the idea of changing things.
Qing Zhen was questioned by Zhou Qi, and he also smiled: "I am really worried about you. After all, when I was a child, a fortune teller told me that there was a traitor in the back of my head."
Zhou Qi was questioned. Choking so hard: "What a fucking dog fart!"
Secretary Zhou, who originally seemed polite, was no longer polite at all.
The old man in the conference room said coldly: "Aren't you afraid that Qing Yi will raise his troops and come back to kill you?"
Qing Zhen said: "What a coincidence, Qing Yi is mine too. People."
"What to do now?" Zhou Qi asked: "This is already counter-intuitive, we can't leave any trouble."
Qing Zhen said: "Kill him, I wanted to. They went to walk 21 kilometers on the snow, and now I think there is no need to be angry with them."
Winners should have the bearing of a winner.
As soon as he finished speaking, the "water ropes" around the necks of each presidium member suddenly tightened, like a shackle of death.Lock.
Zhou Qi looked at Qing Zhen who was dazed by the window and asked, "What are you thinking about?" Time flies."
Listening to the gunshots on the mountainside, Zhou Qi adjusted his glasses and said, "Urine."
The members of the presidium were not dead immediately. , they wanted to tear off the rope around their necks, but found that the extraordinary people's methods were not something they could compete with. The stream was like a solid steel rope.
The loser becomes a bandit, the winner becomes a king!
The Qing family has changed owners.
……
A big chapter is presented.
The biggest fear when writing a book is losing passion, forgetting the original intention, and losing the desire to talk.
I'm afraid too.
But when I was writing this book, I suddenly found the passion I had when I first wrote it, and I put so much effort into it. I loved this story so much.