One person came directly into the tent without being notified, and half-kneeled in a salute, "Sir."
Without raising his eyes, You Xiao said coldly, "Speak."
"Prince Rui was forced to the cliff in the northern suburbs of Youcheng, refused to surrender, and finally fell off the cliff and died."
"Falling off the cliff?" You Xiao wiped the hand of the silver halberd and continued to ask, "Have the body been found? Are you sure it's him?"
"Yes, a corpse was found on the rocky beach under the cliff." After a moment's pause, the teenager replied truthfully, "But the corpse has been scraped off by the rock wall, and the face is bloody, but judging from the body and clothes, it is Prince Rui."
Bloody? That is not certain. It was so easy to fall off a cliff, and it happened to fall beyond recognition. There is no such thing as a coincidence in the world. "Transfer half of them back to Beijing to protect the emperor, and the others continue to make unannounced visits all the way."
"Yes." The teenager obeyed and left.
Long Yihai's life and death are related to whether this battle should be fought. This is his best chance to prove himself, and he will not let anyone destroy his plan.
Putting down the silver halberd on the way, his hand slowly stroked the deep scar on his cheek, You Xiao's eyes lit up with cold light, and he whispered two words in his mouth: "Shangjun..."
The beginning of spring has passed, but there is no breath of spring at all. The cold wind and snowflakes falling from time to time have added a bit of loneliness to this already desolate world.
A gorgeous carriage and several tall black and bright horses parked on the side of the official road. In the small tea house shrouded in the twilight snow, in the very center, a pair of beautiful people sat, the young woman was beautiful and dignified, and the man beside her was even more handsome and refined, elegant and refined. There were several tall men sitting around the tables beside the two. Among them, the two men sitting on the far side were also eye-catching. The man in white was slightly pale and sick, but it did not damage his handsome face in the slightest. Although the man in black who whispered with him was not as handsome as the man in white, his tough facial features and slightly arrogant temperament made him sit with the man in white without losing his color.
The owner of the Xiaochaliao is an old man in his early 60s. He has opened a small shop on this official road for decades. He comes and goes, and he sees a lot of people. He still has the eye for knowing people. These people Rich or expensive! Bringing the freshly steamed buns and hot tea to them one by one, the old man finally walked to the middle of the pair of male and female tables and said politely, "The small shop is just a roadside tea house, only steamed buns and rough tea, you can use it as you like. "
Qin Xiuzhi smiled and nodded lightly, and replied gently, "Uncle, you're welcome. It's good to have a tea house to rest on such a cold day."
He has seen a lot of sons from big families, but there are not many people who are so cultivated. Looking at the direction they are going, the old man asked hesitantly, "Is the son going to Yancheng?"
"Yes." Qin Xiuzhi just finished speaking, the old man's face was full of wrinkles, and now it was even more wrinkled. Qin Xiuzhi saw that he was hesitating to speak, and asked with a chuckle, "Does Uncle have any suggestions?"
"I don't dare to mention it." The old man shook his head again and again, looked at a low mountain not far ahead, sighed softly, and said, "It's just that there is Xiaojin Mountain in front of it, there are many rocks and dense forests, and severe and heavy taxes have been imposed in the past two years. It’s not easy, so there are many thieves in this area, you just need to be careful.”
thieves? After the old man finished speaking, the expressions of everyone in the tea house were different. Qin Xiuzhi cupped his hands slightly and said with a smile, "Thank you, uncle."
The old man waved his hand and went back to the stove. He was burning the fire and smoking a dry cigarette in a muffled voice. He muttered in a low voice, "These days, the days are sad."
Shang Jun's heart was tight, and the old man's lamentation was not loud, but it was enough to fall into everyone's heart. Shang Jun turned his head and secretly observed the letter at the adjacent table. The face of the disguised face was expressionless, and he drank the tea in a sullen voice, but his hand holding the tea cup was a little pale.
A cup of hot tea was handed to Shang Jun's palm, Shang Jun turned his head, San'er stared at him and motioned him to drink quickly.
Holding the warmth in his hand, Shang Jun said with a light smile, "Thank you." Taking a sip of the hot tea, Shang Jun felt another gaze, looked up, and met a pair of quiet eyes unexpectedly.
It's been two days, they occasionally meet eyes like this for a while, and neither of them take the initiative to say anything to anyone, or they don't know what to say. Just like at this moment, Shang Jun gently looked away, and the familiar and concerned female voice also sounded beside Xiuzhi: "Xiuzhi, drink some hot tea, it's windy all the way."
Long Liuli handed the hot tea to Xiuzhi, attracting his attention. In the past few days, Xiuzhi was almost riding a horse, and he didn't ride with her. She always felt that there was a faint affection between Xiuzhi and Shang Jun. Xiu Zhi was always gentle and polite to her, but when he looked at Shang Jun, there was a strange look in his eyes. But they are both men!
No, it won't be like this, they just have a deep friendship, she will let Xiuzhi know that women are good.
Thinking about it, Long Liuli simply handed the hot tea to Xiuzhi's lips. Qin Xiu was startled, he quickly took it, and said a little embarrassedly, "Thank you Jun... Liuli, I'll do it myself."
Taking a quick sip, Qin Xiuzhi got up, looked at the increasingly dark sky outside, and said, "It's getting late, let's go."
After speaking, Qin Xiuzhi took the lead out of the small tea house, and the group immediately followed.
Long Liuli was a little aggrieved. When did she show her love to someone like this? He didn't appreciate it at all.
Stepping on the carriage, Long Liuli looked at the elegant dark green figure in front of her with some obsession, her hands slowly clenched into fists, she must let Xiuzhi see her goodness, and let those gentle eyes look at her affectionately! Just look at her!
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Shang Jun leaned against the window, propped his forehead, the carriage was bumping, the light inside the car was unclear, and he couldn't do anything. Shang Jun squinted his eyes and fell asleep, but he was thinking about how to continue next. If Long Yihai was not the person he was looking for, what should he do? In the end, who is qualified to become Cang Yue's ruler of a country
My mind was flying, and I suddenly heard a low growl from He Cheng in front: "Be careful."
Shang Jun gently opened the curtain and whispered: "Liuyun." He didn't have a bodyguard with him, and San'er asked Liuyun to guard him almost every step of the way. Usually, as long as he makes a sound, Liu Yun will definitely be by his side.
"Young Master." Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Liu Yun had already driven his horse closer to the window.
Looking forward, Shang Jun asked, "What happened?"
"No, there is Xiaojin Mountain in front, and there are traces of fighting along the road, so be cautious."
After listening to Liu Yun's words, Shang Jun noticed that there were indeed signs of fighting on both sides of the road. It seemed that this Xiaojinshan really lived up to its reputation. Putting down the curtain, Shang Jun didn't care too much. The martial arts of this group, let alone encountering thieves, should be able to withstand the iron armored army.
The carriage wandered for a while, then suddenly slowed down, and finally stopped.
Originally Shang Jun didn't care, but the strong smell of blood came from outside the car, domineeringly penetrated into the nose. Shang Jun suddenly opened his eyes, lifted the curtain, and looked out of the car.
The carriage had already traveled to a small forest at the foot of the mountain. It was not a spacious place, and there were more than 20 corpses lying all over the place. Shang Jun jumped out of the carriage to check carefully. Among the corpses were men and some women and children. The clothes on their bodies were not necessarily gorgeous, but the death state was extremely terrifying. The ground was covered in blood, and the tree trunks were printed with bloody handprints left by their struggles, and the thin snow was also covered with dark red blood. In the cold wind, the blood coagulated into ice cubes, and when you stepped on it, it would rattle.
"Ah!" Before Long Liuli opened the curtain, she saw the corpses all over the floor, and she screamed in fright. Covering her eyes, Long Liuli asked in a trembling voice, "Xiuzhi, what's going on?"
He didn't know that was the case either. Putting down the curtain, Qin Xiuzhi had no choice but to reply, "Stay in the car and don't come out."
"Xiuzhi..." Long Liuli curled up and wanted to say something else, Qin Xiuzhi had already walked to the back of the car.
Shang Jun walked behind Xiao Zongqing, who was squatting to check the body. Xiao Zongqing got up and said in a deep voice: "The knife technique is messy, it should be done by some little thieves."
Indeed, some people have more than a dozen stab wounds on their bodies. If they are masters, they will be killed instantly with just one stab, and the scene will never be so messy.
Qin Xiuzhi was stopped by He Cheng before he could walk to Shang Jun, "Master, this is the territory of thieves, you'd better leave as soon as possible."
Qin Xiuzhi looked at He Cheng and saw that he gave him a wink. Qin Xiuzhi also noticed that the guards around were watching the bushes beside the woods warily, nodded knowingly, and said loudly, "Go."
Unfortunately, before they could mount the horse, a rough roar came from the bush: "I'm afraid it's too late if I want to leave now!" With this roar, thirty or forty men, tall and short, jumped out of the bush in an instant. , There are fat and thin, all of them are holding a bright big knife in their hands.
Dozens of people soon surrounded them. A thin man flattered the man who looked the most fierce: "Brother, today is really a good day for us. We just slaughtered a fat sheep, and now another one is delivered to the door." Looking at the clothes of these people, It should also be a big family, and this time they must make another windfall.
"You killed all these people?"
A cold and hard male voice came, and the big man in the lead felt a little drum in his heart. When he looked at the speaker, it was actually a groom. However, the sharp look in this man's eyes still made one's heart tremble. But in front of so many brothers, he couldn't lose his eldest brother's prestige. The big man glared at Yuhan and scolded: "It was killed by Lao Tzu, how is it? You can go to see the King of Hell soon."
Waving the big knife in his hand, the big man shouted: "Do it." Dozens of people shouted at the same time and rushed up.
Shang Jun and Xiao Zongqing stood shoulder to shoulder. Will be able to subdue them.
Sure enough, within half a quarter of an hour, dozens of people were beaten without the ability to fight back, so they had to kneel down and beg for mercy, the thin man who was shouting just now started to cry: "Master, don't kill us, we are also being punished for doing this. I'm helpless, I beg you, don't kill us."
"Being forced to kill someone helplessly?" Yu Han scolded coldly.
The leading man finally couldn't help crying: "Master, our brothers were originally from poor families, and they worked hard to support their families. But these years, the taxes have been paid every year, and the crops we have grown are not even enough to pay. Not to mention raising a family. There are people here who have never sold their sons or daughters, or who have never been begging on the street. Everything I say is the truth, otherwise I will be struck by lightning and die!"
"Yeah, uncle, life is really hard to live, so we will do this murderous thing! Who doesn't want to live a peaceful life at home!"
"Master, please don't kill us."
"Master, spare your life!"
"We won't dare anymore! We still have wives and children at home, so please let us go!"
For a time, the woods were filled with cries. Looking at their superficial skills, it can be seen that these people are not the material to be thieves. It should be really helpless to reach this step.
"He Cheng." Yu Han's cold and hard voice sounded again, but only said one word, "Kill."
He Cheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly clasped his fists and replied, "Yes."
After he finished speaking, he raised the long sword in his hand and was about to pierce the leading man's chest.
"Stop." A cold murmur came along with a piece of ice, and a very crisp jingle rang, and He Cheng's long sword was hit in the wrong direction.
It was the Shang Jun who was playing with ice cubes in his hands, his face still pale.