The eleventh year of Shaoxing.

Lunar New Year's Eve.

The wind was strong, the sky was filled with black fog, and the rain was pouring.

Lin'an City.

Dali Temple.

Storm Pavilion.

Yue Fei, whose clothes were stained with blood and whose skin was torn, was pacing back and forth with his feet shackled and his hands tied with iron chains.

From time to time he looked back at the Four Treasures of the Study on the stone table in the pavilion.

The shackles on his feet moved with his feet, making a clanging sound, which struck heavily on his soul and the heart of the jailer.

The Four Treasures of the Study were prepared by the traitor Qin Hui for Yue Fei. As long as he could write a confession that allowed him to communicate with foreign countries, Qin Hui could spare him from death.

Although the cold wind was blowing and his thin and ragged clothes, Yue Fei was thoughtful and did not feel the cold. A famous general was in prison, and his heart was already very cold. There was no colder wind than his heart.

Prison officer Ni Wan was ordered to prepare wine. He came to the Fengbo Pavilion uneasily, bowed and held his hands in his hands, and said to Yue Fei: "Master, tonight is New Year's Eve, and the little official specially prepared a jar of water and wine to seal the year for Master Shuai."

."

When he said this, his legs were shaking and his face was as white as paper, as if he was worried.

Yue Fei turned around, faced Ni Wan, returned the salute and said, "Thank you for your trouble! Please sit down!"

After saying this, he sat down on the table.

Ni Wanji fell to the ground, his voice trembling, and said: "How dare you, a small official?"

His heart was so cold that he burst into tears immediately. He was so sad that he didn't know what to say. However, there seemed to be thousands of words in his heart.

Seeing this, Yue Fei stood up and helped Ni Wan up. He glanced at Ni Wan who looked uncertain, and then at the jar of wine on the stone table. He knew better, but he also felt relieved.

Instead, he comforted Ni Wan, saying: "You want your minister to die, but I dare not not die. My benefactor came here according to the decree, but even though Pengju died, my spirit in heaven will never blame my benefactor. Sit down!"

After he said that, he helped Ni Wan sit down by force.

When Ni Wan's thoughts were exposed, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He stood up and knelt down again, saying: "Master Handsome, a small official can't hide it from Master Handsome. Wow------the imperial edict has indeed been issued. This wine is--"

----poison------alcohol!"

"Hahaha -------" Yue Fei looked up to the sky and laughed, with awe-inspiring righteousness and no fear of death. Knowing the result, he felt even more calm.

He suddenly grabbed the big pen on the stone table, and on the confession paper that the traitor had prepared for him in advance, he wrote vigorously and vigorously on the confession paper that the traitor had prepared for him.

Throw.

Ni Wan stared at Yue Fei dumbfounded, his eyes sad and full of confusion, and said secretly: Yue Fei has been in charge of the army for a long time and has a high prestige. As long as he raises his arms and shouts, 100,000 soldiers will come to rescue him. Why is Yue Fei willing to be imprisoned?

Bitter? Alas, the Dog Emperor is really the same. Why should he listen to Qin Hui? Why can't he even tell the difference between black and white? What a foolish king! Without his father-in-law, how can the Dog Emperor drink and have fun in the palace all day long? Alas!

But Yue Fei grabbed a jar of poisonous wine on the stone mat, raised his head and drank it all.

Ni Wan looked sad and cried: "Handsome Master, you can't -------"

It's too late. Yue Fei's martial arts skills are unparalleled and his strikes are like lightning. How can Ni Wan be able to snatch him away?

He has drank the poisonous wine in one gulp.

Ni Wan howled sadly, stood up hurriedly and rushed over.

Yue Fei's face turned black, blood oozed from his mouth, and he threw the wine jar to the ground.

"Bang------cha-------"

The wine jar was smashed to pieces.

Ni Wan looked at Yue Fei blankly through his tearful eyes.

He was helpless and his heart was as sharp as a knife.

Yue Fei was poisoned, his body was shaking hard, his footing was unstable, his shackles jingled, and the sound was even heavier.

He put his hands on Ni Wan's shoulders and said intermittently: "My benefactor, after Yue passed away, I paid my respects to my benefactor and went to Zhuxian Town--in Yue's military camp.

, is----my capable general----Shi Quan, Niu Gao temporarily holds the commander's seal,----please benefactor to persuade them to be loyal to the court and not to ruin Yue's reputation.

------"

Before he could finish his words, his whole body was weak. He loosened his hands, fell to the sky, and passed away with hatred. A generation of heroes died tragically at the age of only thirty-nine. It was the misfortune of the country and the sorrow of the people.

"Benefactor-------"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Dong dong dong -------" Ni Wan's knees weakened and he knelt down in front of Yue Fei's body, crying loudly and kowtowing.

It wasn't until blood dripped from his forehead, stars in his eyes, and a splitting brainache that Ni Wan remembered Yue Fei's instructions before he died. He got up hurriedly, wiped his tears and ran away, escaping from Fengbo Pavilion, Dali Temple, and rushed to Zhuxian Town to find him.

Shi Quan and Niu Gao went to report the news.

Ni Wan was able to successfully escape from Fengbo Pavilion, Dali Temple, and Lin'an City, not because the traitor neglected to take precautions, but because the traitor deliberately let him escape because Yue Fei's final words were expected by all the traitors.

Only by allowing Ni Wan to escape, and only by allowing Ni Wan to pass on Yue Fei's last words, can Shi Quan and Niu Gao be intimidated, and the Yue family's army, which is powerful in all directions, not lose control.

After Yue Fei passed away tragically and Ni Wan fled, there were "jailers" loyal to the traitor who hurried to the Prime Minister's Mansion to report the news to Qin Hui.

The wind roars, the rain pours violently, and the heaven and earth are filled with sorrow.

At this time, Qin Hui was in the wing of the Prime Minister's Mansion, drinking and singing with the censor Wan Qiqi (an official of the seventh rank) and Luo Ruji (the censor in the palace, an official of the sixth rank).

Surrounded by concubines, the concubines danced and musicians played.

Suddenly, I heard the "jailer" kneeling down to report that Yue Fei had passed away. The three traitors threw their cups and stood up, laughing heartily and with great joy.

"Hahahahaha----------"
Chapter completed!