On the hills in the night, the pale silver moon swims in and out of the clouds, making the place flickering bright and dark. Jing Ge stared at the lonely carriage on the official road at the foot of the mountain. After a while, he choked out an angry snort from the silver mask. The black material and extremely hard gun was hanging beside his horse. , but his hands were not the only ones on the horse's reins.
Since the rebellion in the autumn of the seventh year of Qingli, the Qin family was destroyed. And in front of thousands of people in the imperial city, the silver-faced Jing Ge who challenged Qin Heng has also become a legendary figure. Especially in the past three years, Chen Pingping has been deliberately delegating power to cultivate the new forces of the Overwatch Council. In order to smoothly transition this yard to Fan Xian, Jing Ge, who is Fan Xian's confidant, naturally took over as the leader of the five black knights of the Overwatch Council. job.
The moment the old man in a wheelchair at the foot of the mountain was carried into the carriage, a trace of despair and anger rose in Jing Ge's heart. As soon as he clamped the horse's belly, he was ready to rush down with his subordinate black rider to snatch him. Because he simply couldn't do anything to watch Old Dean Chen, so he embarked on the road of returning to Beijing to die!
Back then, he was bullied in the army camp, howling in self-defense during a routine exercise, but unexpectedly picked Qin's eldest son to death. From that day on, he was sent to Qing State's death row, and his family and wives who stayed in his hometown were secretly murdered by the Qin family in revenge. He was already a dead man, but Chen Pingping secretly rescued him, and arranged him into the black knight, wearing a silver mask to cover his true face, in order to revenge, to repay kindness, has been in the black Qili achieved the position of deputy commander.
Fan Xian gave him a chance to take revenge, so he is extremely grateful to Fan Xian. However, he knew better that it was Chen Pingping who gave him a second life, and Yin-faced Jing Ge regarded Old Dean Chen as a reborn parent in his heart.
Hei was riding on the mountain, and Chen Pingping's wheelchair got into the carriage. A sense of murder surged in his heart, and he was about to rush down, but the bald man next to him indifferently pulled the reins.
Jing Ge looked back angrily, those dark eyes stared at the bald man through the hole in the silver mask, but he didn't do anything, because the bald man's qualifications in the Overwatch Council were deeper than his, and he once had More importantly, this bald head was the former director of the Seven Divisions that Fan Xian had seen in the prison of the Overwatch Council.
"The dean said that your task is to take the four thousand black riders and escort the convoy out of the country, and then make sure that none of the four thousand black riders are left...in the hands of Mr. Fan .”
The bald head looks very old and tired today. His heart is full of sadness and anger like Jing Ge, but he is Chen Pingping's most trusted old servant. According to the order of the old dean, suppress the commotion that may occur in the black cavalry.
"Do you know that if the dean returns to the capital, he will never be able to come out again." Jing Ge looked at him coldly, and asked slowly word by word.
"This is the dean's intention. Everything I do is in accordance with his old man's will." The bald host had a calm face and did not take a step back.
Jing Ge stared at the official road in a daze, and then saw Chen Pingping's sharp eyes looking back at the car door. His body trembled, and he slowly raised his right hand, slightly clenched into a fist, restraining his subordinates. The violent emotions in the hearts of the sons and daughters.
After a long time, watching the black convoy slowly set foot on the road back to Beijing surrounded or escorted by the elite 3,000 cavalry of the Kyoto garrison, Jing Ge took a deep breath and slowly took off the car. He took off the silver mask on his face, revealing the horrible and miserable wound, and he didn't speak for a long time.
He bid farewell to Chen Pingping, knowing that he might never see the old dean again, Jing Ge's eyes, which had always been extremely indifferent, became slightly moist.
The bald host kept looking there in silence, with a slight smile on his face, but a trace of joyful death gradually appeared in his eyes. The bald head dismounted, knelt down facing the quiet official road over there, and kowtowed very respectfully.
Looking at his expression, Jing Ge was slightly startled, knowing that once this old senior completed the task of monitoring him leaving the country, he would probably go with Old Dean Chen... He felt a little sad in his heart, but he didn't say anything. What, just looked at him quietly, then got off the horse and kowtowed to that side.
All the black knight soldiers got off their horses at the same time, knelt down densely on the small hill, kowtowed to the official road where there was no one and no cars, and bid farewell to old dean Chen.
After a while, Jing Ge carefully put on the silver mask on his face, and issued an order in a hoarse voice: "Retract the team, go east."
Yes, these four thousand black knights are the strongest and most reliable military force of the Overwatch Council. No matter how His Majesty the Emperor wants to deal with Chen Pingping, no matter what methods the court thinks of to weaken the Overwatch Council, to offset the possible damage caused by Chen Pingping. In the backlash, black knights will be the top priority in the eyes of the court.
And Jing Ge accepted Chen Pingping's order, so he had to safely and securely send all of these four thousand black riders outside the border of Qing Kingdom to Fan Xian's hands. This was Chen Pingping's last gift. One of Fan Xian's gifts.
Silver-faced Jing Ge knew that his mission was heavy, so his back was also heavy when he led the black rider down the hill.
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If Chen Pingping is really willing to fight His Majesty the Emperor head-on, there is no doubt that these four thousand black cavalry who are rampant among the prefectures and counties of Qingguo can start from the inside of Qingguo and cut countless roads deep in Qingguo's abdomen. bone wound. Coupled with the spies that the Overwatch Council had planted in various Yamen Army over the years, it would not be difficult if Chen Pingping's dying fight could plunge the entire Qing Kingdom into turmoil.
However, Chen Pingping did not choose this way. He would rather go back to Beijing alone to face the incomparably powerful Emperor, rather than let the subordinates of the Overwatch Council who were loyal to him tear their face against the imperial court and start a big battle. He protected the interests of the Qing court to the greatest extent, after all he was loyal to Qing.
Of course, for a cunning schemer like Chen Pingping, it is naturally impossible for Erlang of the Overwatch Council to be manipulated by the imperial court and His Majesty the Emperor because of his return to Beijing. He knew that under His Majesty's mighty strength, and in front of Qing's mighty machine, even if the Overwatch Council tried its best to shake it, at most it would only plunge the world into turmoil, and could not guarantee his own survival.
He didn't want the sons and daughters of the Overwatch Council to suffer any harm, so he chose to go out of Beijing with the convoy and arrived in Dazhou. Then he skillfully gathered the people he wanted to protect, and the strength he wanted to leave to Fan Xian, so that they would be far away. Leave Kyoto, a place of right and wrong, without hesitation.
Including Wang Qinian, including the luggage Meiji on the convoy, including those officials of the Overwatch Council who are most loyal to him, including the seven old sponsors who have followed him for 30 years, and of course, including the four thousand black knight.
These are all the people that Chen Pingping thinks must survive, and they are also the people that Fan Xian needs, and these people are walking silently and sadly in the dark at this time, preparing to cross the border of the Kingdom of Qing, and go deep into the hands of Fan Xian and His Highness. Dongyi City, which was captured, has since escaped from the control of His Majesty the Qing Emperor, and has truly become an independent and powerful force in Fan Xian's hands.
These forces are the bargaining chips left by Chen Pingping to Fan Xian, which can allow Fan Xian to negotiate with His Majesty the Emperor.
However, the chips have their own emotions and their own giri. The black cavalry searched for the mountain roads around the official road, moving forward like ghosts. Under the indifferent gaze of the bald chief, the silver-faced Jing Ge had no choice but to give up the idea of sending troops to slaughter the cavalry of the Kyoto garrison division and take back the old chief. . But the officials and spies of the Overwatch Council on the convoys they were protecting had even more profound thoughts.
Wang Qinian's face after disguise was not only stiff, but also aged. He glanced at the blood-stained Gundam beside him, and after a long silence, he suddenly said, "The principal returned to Beijing...just begging for death."
Gao Da was still in a semi-comatose state at this time, and the dumb lady couldn't speak. She glanced at the lord in astonishment, not knowing who she was speaking to.
Outside the slowly moving carriage, someone suddenly sighed. An ordinary-looking official of the Overwatch Council opened the door, walked in, sat opposite Wang Qinian, and said after a long silence: "Everyone knows, but everyone You can't stop it, you should be clear that the dean did this for the benefit of the courtyard, he didn't want to disturb the Qing Kingdom, and he didn't want the young man to join in."
"Zong Zhui, you have been following me, are you afraid that I will inform Mr. Fan?" Wang Qinian did not have the slightest intention of joking tonight, he just looked at the opposite partner coldly, and said word by word: "If the dean dies Now, it’s impossible for Mr. Fan not to want to join in. In this case, why not make this move in advance. In this world, he is the only one who can prevent things from happening in the capital…”
Sitting opposite him was Zong Zhui, who, together with Wang Qinian, was known as the two wings of the Overwatch Council, traveled thousands of miles, and was one of the strongest duo in the world. He looked at Wang Qinian and said calmly: "Before the principal leaves, he has strict orders for you. You are strictly forbidden to inform Mr. Fan."
Wang Qinian frowned suddenly, and said: "It is said that Mr. Fan has left Dongyi City, and was chased by many Dongyi rebels on the way... How do those Dongyi rebels know the Overwatch Council's route back to the country?"
Zong Zhui didn't answer, Wang Qinian stared at him and said, "It's the old dean who made the news. He wants to prevent Fan Xian from returning to Beijing in advance. He wants to settle all these matters before Fan Xian returns to Beijing."
Zong Zhui acquiesced to this.
Wang Qinian lowered his head slowly, and said: "It will take some time for Dazhou to return to the capital. If I leave the convoy at this time and rush to the east of Yanjing to inform Mr. Fan, he should have time to return to the capital."
Complicated emotions suddenly appeared in Zong Zhui's eyes, and he said, "I have been following the old dean all these years, and you have been following Master Xiao Fan. The mission the dean entrusted to me is to keep an eye on you." He sighed He said: "Master Dean is right. Those who have been with Master Xiao Fan for a long time will become different from us people. They will become too impulsive and don't think much about the result."
Then he said very seriously: "I must carry out the dean's order, and I cannot let you drag Master Xiao Fan in."
"Can you stop me?" Wang Qinian stared at him and said.
"The two of us have never won or lost, even when you were working as a civil servant a few years ago." A strange smile appeared on Zong Zhui's face.
Immediately afterwards, his smile froze on his face, because a knife hilt was silently placed on his waist and eyes, causing half of his body to go numb, and then Wang Qinian slammed the knife with his palm, and slashed hard On the back of his neck, he didn't even groan, and fell on the wooden board of the carriage.
The mute woman was holding the child, watching this scene with a face full of astonishment, unable to speak.
Holding the knife tightly, Gundam opened his eyes, breathed twice with difficulty, and said to Wang Qinian, "Let's go."
Wang Qinian glanced at him, nodded slowly, and said, "Master Xiao Fan said that life is the most important thing. I think he is also willing to let the old dean live."
Gao Da coughed twice, coughing up blood, and said in a rustling voice: "Time, nonsense."
Wang Qinian smiled very ugly, turned around and set off the convoy of black carriages, and swept away like a gust of wind. It was late at night, and Zong Zhui, the only person in the world who could catch up to him, was unconscious in the carriage. He was going to inform Fan Xian. Presumably no one could stop him, but he didn't know if the time would be too late. When Fan Xian knew With all that happened in Dazhou, Kyoto, when she rushed back, could Chen Pingping still be able to sit safely in a wheelchair
The night is as cool as water and as black as ink. When mixed together, it becomes the ink in the water, which turns into countless shapes of wind and sand, which is elusive.
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A few days later, the cavalry of the Kyoto garrison finally rushed back to the outskirts of Kyoto. Because there was a black carriage in the cavalry brigade that couldn't be too fast, the entire speed was suppressed extremely slowly. However, no one has the slightest objection, and they even feel that the slower the better. General Shi Fei, the commander of the garrison division, has been sitting in the carriage with Chen Pingping these days, like a filial junior, serving Chen Pingping's drinking water, daily life and rest, and gossiping with him on weekdays, talking about the Qing Dynasty In the past and the future, the amusing political rumors in the court, or the elusive palace rumors.
It's really like an old minister being taken back to Kyoto for retirement by his elders, but everyone knows that this is not the case.
At this time, it was already autumn. When Chen Pingping’s Kyoto defender rushed back to Kyoto, he deliberately chose the darkest hour before dawn. The way is to reveal the clear sky of Kyoto in autumn to everyone. Everyone can smell the extremely light air, so light that there is a trace of dry air, moving back and forth between their mouths and noses.
The 3,600 cavalry, except for the dozens who were injured, all of them guarded the black carriage and came to Jingyang Gate in Jingdu.
Presumably on the way, Shi Fei had already reported the situation in Dazhou to the Privy Council or the inner court in Kyoto through top-secret channels, so when such dense cavalry came to the gate of Kyoto in the dark, the east gate The officers and soldiers of the thirteen city gates were not surprised at all, and they did not startle some anti-enemy signals that should not have been there.
It was so quiet above and below the city. In the darkness, you could occasionally hear the sound of two horses kicking their hooves lightly. There was a chilling sound from the layers of blue bricks, and a bird that tried its best to wake up in the morning passed quickly in front of the city wall and uttered a joyful cry.
There was a heavy creaking sound, and it was rare for the city gate of Kyoto to open before the hour. The heavy city gate opened a passage under the action of the mechanism, which would allow a carriage to pass through. It was so dark that it was hard to see what was hidden inside. What kind of danger.
The officers and soldiers of the Thirteenth City Gate Division guarded the city wall, looking at the city gate vigilantly and curiously. They didn't know what happened. It's like facing a big enemy.
After the handover work was completed in a heart-pounding silence, the black carriage, under the control of the old servant, slowly entered the gate of the capital city.
Until now, the carriage was still under the control of the old servant of the Overwatch Council, and the carriage was still under the control of the old lame man in the carriage. None of the important military officials inside and outside the city dared to forcibly take the position of the driver of the carriage, and no one lifted the curtain of the carriage to verify the identity of the old man inside.
Shi Fei silently watched the carriage enter the Jingyang Gate, and then watched the city gate slowly close. He knew that his mission was finally completed. Before leaving, the task that the garrison in Kyoto thought would cost countless lives could be accomplished with such ease. No matter what happened to him, Shi Fei didn't care how angry His Majesty was about his inability to fully complete the task. He just stared blankly at the closed heavy city gate, with countless complicated emotions floating in his heart. .
The court officials of the Qing Dynasty had a lot of disgust for the Overwatch Council and that old cripple in the Overwatch Council, apart from fear. They thought that this old cripple was His Majesty's old black dog, a horrible guy who would bite everyone. In the eyes of the military dignitaries, the Overwatch Council is their most loyal, reliable and powerful partner. Although they also have infinite fear of Chen Pingping, at this moment, Shi Fei suddenly felt that this person would rather return to Beijing alone than The old man who is willing to let the Overwatch Council fight the military is worthy of my admiration.
After being silent for a long time, he waved his hands slowly, leading more than 3,000 Kyoto garrison soldiers who had escaped with mixed emotions, and slowly left the thick city wall and the people-eating gate.
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The black carriage slowly entered the Jingyang Gate, the heavy city gate was slowly closed, and several people approached the carriage slowly. It was still the darkest time before dawn, and the light was extremely dim, making it impossible to see clearly. Several people's faces.
Those who were in charge of waiting at the Jingyangmen were all the top figures in the court of the Qing Dynasty. One was Eunuch Yao sent by the court, the other was Ye Zhong, the envoy of the Privy Council who controlled the world's soldiers and horses, and the other was Zhongxia Zhongshu. Walking University scholar He Zongwei. The three approached the black carriage, but no one spoke for a while.
After all, it was Ye Zhong who spoke. He looked at the carriage and said in harmony, "It's been hard work for the principal back."
Eunuch Yao said calmly: "The headmaster please accompany the slave into the palace to see you."
He Zongwei didn't speak from the side. He kept a calm face, maintaining the silence that he should keep most at this moment.
There was silence in the carriage, and after a long time, the old man sighed slowly, and said gently, "I'm really sorry that a lonely old man has disturbed the peace of the three when he returned to Beijing."
The carriage moved slowly, and under the collective escort of the inner court eunuchs and military masters, it walked along the street under Jingyangmen towards the imperial palace in the middle of the capital. The Overwatch Council in the capital didn't seem to know that their ancestors had returned to the capital and were about to face His Majesty's wrath. Even the ministers in the court and the people in the capital with a keen sense of smell didn't know this either. .
In the dark dawn, the trees on both sides of the street under Jingyang Gate are like countless boats, swaying and swaying in the cool autumn wind.
The street leads directly to the palace, and there are no pedestrians on both sides. Presumably, it has been cleared long ago, and the highest level of martial law has been enforced.
Empty and lonely, only the black carriage is moving forward, alone.
Walking all the way to the front of the Huanghuang Imperial City, at this moment, the sun finally broke free from the shackles of the earth, jumped out, and illuminated the imperial city brightly. The golden warm light like fire also happened to illuminate the black car The carriage bag melted into it.
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