In the late autumn of the twenty-fifth year of Jianyuan, in September, when the clothes were given, the frost flowers began to fall.
On the third day of the third day of junior high, the two Beidou generals, Jumen and Pojun, were three days late. Cao Ning sent two groups of scouts to urge them. Unfortunately, three days were not enough to go back and forth.
Cao Ning, the king of the northern end, was a little restless. As evening approached, when he was walking in the camp, he suddenly saw the leaves falling off, and he made a "crack" in his heart. He bent down and picked up the dead leaf with difficulty. Staring at the dried-up leaf veins above, I looked up and down for a while.
The accompanying soldiers didn't know what to do, so they didn't dare to urge them, and looked at the fallen leaves and Duan Wang in confusion.
"Go up and down, heaven and earth." Cao Ning rolled the dead leaves in his palm and slowly smashed them, "It's not good for Junzizhen, big and small."
The soldier said strangely: "My lord, what did you say?"
Cao Ning's eyes were squeezed by the fat on his face, and there was nowhere to put them. At first glance, they looked like two lines cut by a knife. If you were not careful, they could grow together for a long time. Pressed into a very thin thread, it became more and more dazzling. He raised his head, looked at the dim sky, and muttered: "The hexagram says that I should withdraw as soon as possible... Do you believe in God's will?"
Cao Ning was young, but the city was very deep, and the people around him never dared to guess what he was thinking. The soldier suddenly heard this question, and he didn't know whether to shake his head or nod for a while. His sweat was about to break down, and he stuttered. Said: "This... Your Majesty..."
But Cao Ning seemed to be just talking to himself, not wanting to hear his answer, and before he could finish speaking, he suddenly turned his head and said, "Go and see, has Gu Tianxuan's letter arrived? If Gu Tianxuan's letter is not received at 3 o'clock today, we will put the original plan on hold and we will leave the village."
The personal soldiers understood this sentence, and when they heard the words, it was as if they had been granted amnesty.
Gu Tianxuan's letter, I am afraid that only the dead can receive it.
Cao Ning was decisive and did not hesitate. He said that he would leave in three quarters of time, and he would not wait for a while, and he set off on the road that night.
As for what would happen if Gu Tianxuan and the others attacked the Southern Dynasty army from behind as originally planned, and half of the attack found that their reinforcements did not come? Then he couldn't care less.
Cao Ning's background has been criticized, and with such a physique, it seems that he is destined to miss the throne. When Cao Zhongkun was alive, he didn't like to see him. He didn't even want to look at this second son. Cao Ning has been for many years. The foundation of a little peace of mind is the fact that he went to the battlefield at a young age and earned real military exploits.
Cao Ning may not be a genius, but he is like a swallow at sea, always the first to smell the breath of the storm.
The Northern Army temporarily pulled out camp and drove all night, but the heavens were not good. Soon after they set off, it started to rain.
"Bashan Night Rain" can rise up the Autumn Pond. Even though this place is already some distance away from the middle of Shu, the autumn rain is not too strong. Cao Ning's marching speed was inevitably slowed down a lot, and the sky seemed to be leaking. Most of the night passed, the rain did not stop, but became denser and denser, followed by thunder and lightning.
The northern army marched to a narrow valley. The vanguard had just entered the mountain, and a large flash illuminated half of the sky. The muffled thunder in the valley collided back and forth on the rocks in a panic, like the rumbling drum sound coming from below the ground. .
A messenger came out of the crowd like a madman, and flew forward from the coach's place along the road, shouting: "Stop! Stop! The prince has an order, the rear team will become the front team, and detour—"
Another "Boom" sound of thunder drowned out the roar of the messenger.
Lightning is like knife light.
"On the night of the third day of September, hey, the elites of the Northern Army were ambushed near the border. They were crushed for thousands of miles and suffered heavy casualties. I don't know how many people died. The same way, it has been running to the east and flowing past, the water in the river hundreds of miles away is scarlet scarlet, and you can hear ghosts cry when you run far away!"
On the outskirts of Luzhou, in a dilapidated tavern with air leaks from all sides, a few people who came from south to north to discuss life helped the men to rest here. Crying remarks.
"Bullshit, ghost crying, you hear me?"
"A distant cousin of mine lives there, and the old man heard it with his own ears!"
"I think people are afraid that you won't leave, and they are trying to bluff you."
"You..."
Zhou Fei sat quietly on the side, waiting for the turbid water in the cup to settle down, taking the surrounding noise as a deaf ear—no way, it's not that she doesn't care about the situation of the battle, it's just that she has listened too much along the way, no matter how nonsense it is. Yes, at one point, it was said that Lord Zhou had supernatural powers, and that the flood washed away Cao's army. At one point, he said that the valley where Cao's army passed was haunted, and that the Northern Army was left behind as a ghost, etc... So I had to turn a deaf ear.
"Wait a minute, the two brothers don't quarrel first - then Cao Ning is killed, is he dead?"
The crowd was quiet, and the people who had been discussing in full swing just now shut up.
At this time, the old man who was sitting in a corner spoke quietly and said, "Then Cao Ning may have run away."
The old man's voice was very strange, like rusted iron rubbing against sandpaper, which made people feel uncomfortable. Zhou Fei raised her glass for a while and looked around, only to see that the old man's face was very ugly. There was a sinister scar on half of his face and his neck and throat, which could be seen from the marks left by the sword. In addition, his temples on both sides were Slightly drumming, his eyes are bright and introverted, and he should be quite accomplished in internal kung fu.
Zhou Fei glanced over, and the old man immediately noticed it. After looking at her, he gave her a slight nod, and then said, "In addition to the scouts, Lord Zhou sometimes sends people like us to investigate the people for him. The wind is blowing, the old and old are not dead, and I have nothing to do, so I occasionally help to run errands, and the flags of several teams are still recognized. That day must be a secret attack, I happened to be nearby, but I was completely unaware, in the middle of the night Hearing a fight nearby, he went up the mountain to visit in the rain, and saw that the Northern Army Cao's King Banner was besieged in the valley, and fell down after a while. The battle lasted the whole night, and the valley was covered with muddy corpses. There were also some who ran away at night. After finishing the incident, they followed General Wen’s rules, brought the prisoners of war back, and hung the heads of several captured North Army generals. I watched it three times, and there was no Cao Ning.”
Someone next to him said respectfully, "Senior, do you still recognize Cao Ning?"
Another person replied, "What's wrong with that? Cao Ning's head is said to be the size of two normal heads. If I were here, I would recognize it!"
Everyone was talking about how Cao Ning could run out without attracting attention because of his size. Zhou Fei saw that the old man put down his drink money and slowly put on his robes. The tiger's mouth was covered with calluses. Her skin was much darker than elsewhere, so she couldn't help but blurt out, "Have you practiced Hengshan swordsmanship before?"
This is what she saw from Wu Chuchu's messy notes. It is said that the swords held by the Hengshan Sword Sect at that time had a strange style, with a curved handle that just caught on the tiger's mouth, and over time, the place became black.
The old man paused, and after a while, said softly, "There are still little babies who remember Nanyue Hengshan."
Hengshan secretly told her that she had a life-saving grace. Zhou Fei wanted to say something to him, but felt that it was inappropriate for the old man to stand and sit by himself. He was about to get up, but when he saw the old man covering his head with his hat, he laughed loudly: " Well, as long as someone remembers it, my Nanyue inheritance will not end!"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhou Fei to reply, he left the broken tavern in two steps and floated away.
Just then, a few wandering artists came in at the door, just as everyone said they were tired of the North-South Frontline, they urged them to sing some fresh ones. Zhou Fei poured the clarified tea into the kettle and put down a few. Bronze passed through the noisy crowd, and was about to go on his way, when he saw the qin player bowing to the crowd, and said, "You grandpas are admiring their faces, and the young ones just heard a new tune. Today, I will present an ugly song with you grandpas and sing it. If you are not familiar with it, please bear with me.”
Zhou Fei had already walked to the door, pursed her lips and let out a long whistle, and called back her horse that ran to graze. Just now, she pulled the reins to prepare to leave, when she heard another voice from inside: "… This song is rumored to be Yu Yi. Ban did, the lyrics were written by 'Qiantuiyou', called "Bone Bone Biography", it is a strange and strange anecdote..."
Zhou Fei: "Call-"
No matter what the "hundred-year-old worry" or the "thousand-year-old worry" of the rash people, they just kept urging, and the hoarse and somewhat out-of-tune tune sounded faintly. Zhou Fei stayed at the door, and after resurrecting the bones from the dead, he searched for his grave everywhere. I heard the ghost story from the beginning to the end - I heard the adventure of the white bones, because it was described as terrifying, and it stirred up panic in all directions. Finally, I finally found the place where I was buried, but I found that my grave was covered with another golden and jade skeleton. The dove occupied the magpie's nest, so he jumped into the surging river into the sea, rushing away with the big waves, and became the spirit of the water.
Zhou Fei frowned, feeling that this kind of rambunctious fabrication was exactly the same as the previous "Jackdaw", not like someone else's impersonation.
So Xie Yun wrote it himself
Is Xie Yun awake
He was frozen like a quail all day, how could he still have the leisure to write this stuff
I just wrote it. Since he doesn't go out and doesn't need to travel, why should he sing it at this juncture
And the ending - "The long river flows into the sea, and the vastness returns to the sky", how subtle it sounds, just coincides with "the sea and the sky are the same color".
The bones that disappeared from his own tomb, the metaphor of the dove occupying the magpie's nest, the sea and the sky...
In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through Zhou Fei's mind. She jumped on her horse, and hurried away.
An hour later, Zhou Fei rushed to the nearest dark pile in Forty-eight Village. She didn't have time to explain her words clearly, she just showed the token and wrote a letter in threes and fives, explaining: "Send it for me. Nanguo Zijian, talk to Lin Zhen."
The dark pile responded, and Zhou Fei was about to leave immediately.
She was about to go out, when an errand messenger from the dark pile came back from outside and almost bumped into her.
The messenger hurriedly said: "This junior sister pays attention - there are three letters, two 'number pulse' results, a secret letter was reported to the boss, and a private letter with a token, from the east, just sent back to the village together , to Zhou…”
Zhou Fei's footsteps stopped suddenly.
At this time, there was a small courtyard in the old capital Nancheng that was not visible.
The furnishings of the small courtyard are very simple, with a few pines and cypresses planted, and a little old greenery in the bleak autumn wind. A gray-bearded man sat cross-legged in the courtyard. The decree lines are as deep as engravings, and there is a faint purple air on the face. The whole courtyard was filled with indescribable killing intent, and a bird fell on the edge of the courtyard wall, which soon became unbearable and flew away in shock.
Suddenly, the one-armed man opened his eyes abruptly, and a pair of eyes shot at the door like electricity. At the entrance of the courtyard, there was a man in black with a Big Dipper who was about to speak, and asked him to glance at him with murderous intent, and his legs immediately softened, "Put Tong. ” He knelt down, revealing the Wuqu Tong Kaiyang who was wearing a red official robe behind him.
Tong Kaiyang disgustedly turned the man in black who was in the way aside, strode into the courtyard and said, "Brother, have you heard of it?"
That one-armed man is the greedy wolf Shen Tianshu.
Shen Tianshu is rebellious and is the leader of the Big Dipper. He has only been loyal to Cao Zhongkun in his life. Since the pseudo-emperor became seriously ill a few years ago and he can no longer manage the government, he is too lazy to deal with the civil and military officials who are full of ghosts, and simply shut up. The door thanked guests, gradually reclusive, and did not show up much.
Shen Tianshu slowly retracted his five-hearted posture and stood up without saying a word. The place where he sat just now had a dent in the slate, and there was not a single crack!
Tong Kaiyang's pupils shrank, and he said in a low voice, "Congratulations to the eldest brother, you have made good progress, and the magic will be accomplished."
"What am I going to do if I don't practice martial arts?" Shen Tianshu said indifferently, "What are you doing in a hurry, what did you hear?"
Tong Kaiyang lowered his voice and said: "Duanwang's army was defeated, and the front line collapsed for thousands of miles. Zhou Cun drove straight in. He has already been in several cities within three days.
Shen Tianshu said with an expressionless face, "Where are the two wastes, Gu Tianxuan and Lu Yaoguang, dead?"
Tong Kaiyang: "... dead."
Shen Tianshu paused in footsteps and turned around abruptly.