Chang Geng still chased after him: "Foster father, wait!"
Gu Yunren was already on the horse, and looked back at him condescendingly. The warhorse was as restless as its master. Even though the reins were pulled, it still paced back and forth in place.
The blood on Chang Geng's face seemed to be stained on his palms and cuffs, like a portrait drawn on paper.
His expression was almost indifferent, as if a mask had been put on the painful face just now, and he said word by word: "In case Hobo can't control General Tan, and the adoptive father enters the capital at this time, there is no doubt that It'll be on fire."
Gu Yun raised his long eyebrows slightly, but when he was about to say something, Chang Geng interrupted him first.
"I know, even if you set yourself on fire, you have to enter the capital, because the Imperial Forest Army can't stop the Beida Camp. At present, except for the adoptive father, no one can hold back General Tan. Once the capital is turbulent, the consequences will be unimaginable," Chang Geng took a deep breath. Then he stretched out a blood-stained hand at him, "It's just that if the emperor detains you, the generals of the four parties will inevitably feel the hearts of the generals, and I am afraid of disaster. I need my adoptive father to leave me a token that can temporarily appease people's hearts."
A look of astonishment flashed across Gu Yun's face, and this child, who had only made him extremely troubled just now, suddenly became unfamiliar.
Everyone has many faces. For example, some people are powerful and legendary outside. Once they return to their relatives, they will become a little child who does not know how hungry, full, cold and warm, is lost, and is full of temper.
Although Chang Geng was drifting away from the boy who called him "Sixteen", but always depended on his little adoptive father, he still had some kind of admiration for Gu Yun in his heart, even in the middle of the night. The lust is sprouting, and because of this love like a father and a brother, it is mixed with an indescribable sense of taboo
Until this east wind blew away his last teenage feelings.
Chang Geng realized in the shortest time that he might walk alone on a road that no one understands or accompanies him.
From now on, he is no longer someone's son and junior.
Gu Yun took out his private seal from his bosom, and threw it to Chang Geng in the air, exhorting: "This thing is not as heavy as the black iron tiger talisman, but the old people who have been with me recognize it, it may be useful, in case you can find a way to get it. Please, General Zhong."
Chang Geng didn't even look at the private seal, he put it in his sleeve and nodded lightly, "I see, foster father can rest assured."
When the words fell, Gu Yun had already slammed into his horse's belly and galloped away.
Chang Geng kept staring at his back until his eyesight was out of reach, he closed his eyes suddenly, and murmured inaudibly, "Zixi"
The guards of the Hou residence on the side didn't hear it clearly, and asked suspiciously, "What did Your Highness say?"
Chang Geng turned around abruptly: "Prepare paper."
The guard quickly chased after him: "Your Highness, your hand"
When Chang Geng heard the words, he picked up the jug that Gu Yun had dropped, and rushed the jug of spirits onto the wounds on his hands with a blank expression. The scabbed wounds were flushed with blood again. Take out a handkerchief and wrap it carelessly.
At this time in the capital, no one expected that the death of an old eunuch would cause such an uproar.
Tan Hongfei's grievances, which he had suppressed for 20 years, broke out, and he was probably insane. First, he sent troops to surround Wang Guo's mansion. When he learned that the old man had left his wife and children behind and went into the palace to hide from the limelight, he immediately turned around and confronted him outright. The Royal Forest Army came to the rescue.
The Royal Forest Army and the Peking University Camp are the last line of defense in Gyeonggi. They are friends who look up and see each other. The Royal Forest Army is mainly composed of young soldiers who eat imperial food in the capital and elites selected from the Peking University. It consists of two parts, the former was so scared that he wet his pants and couldn't count on it, and the latter, although something happened, suddenly confronted the "mother's family" and was in a dilemma for a while, just as Chang Geng expected, it would soon collapse.
The songs of Qiyuanlou are still circling the beams endlessly, the warm white mist of flowers and wine has not disappeared, and the pot has been fried in the four-nine city.
Tan Hongfei led people outside the palace and took off his helmet, as if he was holding a human head on his neck.
He first bowed three times and nine times in the direction of the main hall, and then shouted to the inner guard who stopped in front of him: "Sinner Tan Hongfei, I beg to see the emperor, please send the traitor in the palace to me to protect my family and the country. One of my millions of brothers and sisters in the same robe, and one to the world! The sinful minister is willing to die for the crime of deceiving the emperor!"
Emperor Li Feng in the palace heard this, but before he could blame Wang Bao, he was already furious. The emperor's courage was not comparable to Uncle Wang Guo who ran away with his tail between his legs. Li Feng almost smashed the jade seal, and regardless of the left and right dissuasion, he turned around and changed his clothes, came to the front of the hall, and confronted Tan Hongfei in person.
The heavy soldiers of the capital and the inner guards looked at each other across the white marble steps several feet wide, and even the sparrows that fell on the palace walls were sweating.
And in this dangerous stalemate, Gu Yun finally arrived in time.
Gu Yun brought about 20 people with him, forcibly opened a path through the Beida camp that was besieging Gongjian, and broke in directly.
Marquis Anding was almost choked with old blood, strode forward, slapped Tan Hongfei's face with a whip, slapped Tan Hongfei's skin, and roared, "Are you going to die?"
Tan Hongfei's eyes turned red when he saw Gu Yun: "Master"
"Shut up, what do you want to do? Force the palace?" Gu Yun kicked him on the shoulder, and Tan Hongfei was almost stomped on the ground by his shoulder, "You still have dignity and loyalty in your eyes, and you know that What is the rule of monarch and ministers? What is the rule that Peidaying cannot enter the capital unless summoned? Who gave you the courage to deceive the monarch!"
Tan Hongfei fell to the ground, almost bursting into tears: "Master, twenty years, brothers who died in vain, brothers who have been wronged."
Gu Yun looked down at him, his eyes were cold, and he was unmoved: "Within half an hour, make the entire Peking University camp out of the nine gates, take a slow step and I will take your dog's life with my own hands, get out!"
Tan Hongfei: "Master!"
"Fuck off!" Gu Yun's eyes twitched incessantly, he kicked away Tan Hongfei, he stepped forward, lifted his clothes and knelt down in front of the stone steps of the main hall, "Your Majesty, calm down, General Tan was injured in his early years and suffered from madness. , and incited for the wicked, thinking that he was fascinated by a ghost for a while, and asked the emperor to recite his many years of credit and hard work, let him go home and rest, and spare this madman's life."
Zhu Xiaojiao took the opportunity and said in Li Feng's ear: "Your Majesty, you see that the commander is here. You have a body of ten thousand gold, and you must not be in danger. Come into the hall to escape for a while."
Li Feng laughed in anger, turned his head and glanced at Zhu Xiaozue sullenly, and said coldly, "Why, you called him handsome too?"
Zhu Xiaojiao's face suddenly paled, and he knelt beside him with a "pop".
Li Feng put his hands on the white marble steps and looked down at the marquis of An Ding, who was wearing light fur and black armor. He understood something like never before - before the death of the late emperor, he repeatedly grabbed his hand and told him to be careful about one person, that person was not The ambitious king of Wei was not the covetous Panbang people, but his arm, Gu Yun.
After half an hour, the Beida Camp withdrew from the Nine Gates. Together with Tan Hongfei, more than a dozen generals in charge were detained, and the Marquis of Anding was imprisoned.
At the same time, countless wooden birds flew out from the hot spring courtyard in the northern suburbs, and there were two other light cavalry rushing to the northwest and Jiangnan Donghai with letters stamped with Gu Yun's private seal. Road frontier.
If Chang Geng had Xuanying in his hand at this time, even if there were only one or two, maybe he would have a chance.
However, when Emperor Longan detained Gu Yun's handsome seal, he sent all the soldiers of the Xuantie Battalion around him back to the northwest station.
It's too late again.
It is the April day in the world, the entrance of the ancient Silk Road in the Western Regions like pearls and jade—
The prosperity of a few months ago has long since ceased to exist, and all the levels have been closed, and the Xuantie Camp is waiting in full force.
He Ronghui was ordered to temporarily take the post of commander-in-chief of the three armies, and the drumming orders from the capital were still falling ashes on his desk.
The negative day was over, the black clouds were pressing down on the city, and the ten thousand nations were all closing their doors, and it was silent.
I don't know if it was General He's illusion, he always felt that something was going to happen.
At this moment, a mysterious eagle suddenly descended from the sky.
Xuan Ying was not stable when it landed, and stumbled and rolled into the sand and dust of the Western Regions. It happened that Xuan Tie Qingqiu, who was patrolling, saw it and hurriedly stepped forward to check.
I saw that the sky killer, who looked like he couldn't get up from the black eagle armor, knelt on the ground and held his comrade's hand tightly, and the young face under the mask was frighteningly haggard.
The captain of the patrol came over quickly and asked in a row, "Didn't General He ask you to go to the capital to find out when the commander can get his handsome seal back? What? What happened?"
The Xuan Ying gritted his teeth tightly, blood between his teeth, his handsome face twisted a little, he pulled off his eagle armor, and hissed: "I want to see General He"
There was an accident in the Peking University camp, and Tan Hongfei was imprisoned. The Admiral of Jiumen was afraid that the arrest of Marquis Anding would cause more turmoil. After taking over the camp defense, the first thing was to send people to guard all the entrances and exits in the suburbs of Beijing. A wave of white rainbow arrows finally broke through and landed in disguise, only to find out the cause and effect from the rumors that were raging among the people.
Xuan Ying was furious and returned to the northwest directly, just passing by the light cavalry Chang Geng sent to the northwest. The Xuan Ying was faster than the horse by an unknown amount, and rushed back to the Xuan Tie Camp a few days ahead of schedule.
He Ronghui's gunpowder keg exploded on the spot, and he led people straight into the Northwest Capital Shelter. It was precisely at this juncture that the sand tigers who were lined up in Qiuci slowly left the station and raised their heads to point the black hole's muzzle to the east.
The many people and horses who joined in have been exhausted, and they only listened to the destiny.
But this time, the destiny seems to have completely abandoned the Li family dynasty, which is almost exhausted.
On the wasteland of Saibei, which is still warm and cold—
The back of the rolling hills bends in a gentle arc, and wildflowers eagerly reveal their buds one after another.
The gray wolves were at the heights, the falcons were whistling and circling, the flags and animal hides covered with oil and dust were hunting and shaking together.
In the roar of cold iron and machinery, a hoarse singing voice suddenly came.
"The purest elf, the wind of the sky will also kiss the horns of her skirt, all living beings sing and bow their heads, kneel where she sings and dances, there will be flocks of cattle and sheep in the coming year, lush vegetation, flowers in blankets, spread to the end of the Tianshan Mountains, In the coming year, there will be long-lived sky and evergreen grass, the hares have come out of their holes, and the wild horses will slowly return—"
It has been five or six years in the blink of an eye. At that time, Calais Yinghuo, the prince of Beiman, who was agitated and rushed to Yanhui Town, has inherited eighteen books and became the real wolf king. The northwest wind outside the customs has left a mark on his face. Deep as the marks of a knife, thousands of days and nights have repeatedly carved his face, and hatred and resentment have repeatedly soaked his bones.
Today, his temples are white, and his eyes are introverted without revealing a trace of fierce light. His vast and distant singing has long been dusted, and he can only sing two sentences, which are vaguely old lyrics and old songs, but his voice is already hoarse.
He raised the jug at his waist, took a sip of the turbid wine with the rust taste of the spout, and stared at a shadow flying in the distance with a tight face. The eagle armor, bigger and more hideous than the Xuanying, roared back and forth with a sharp cry, and landed in front of the current wolf king, handing a small golden sword made of unknown material in both hands.
Calais Yinghuo reached out and picked up the small golden sword, and poured the wine on it. The original smooth arrow shaft slowly revealed a line of characters from the Eighteen Tribes, and the curly and slender handwriting stretched across the spirits. Next, it was written "Please go ahead with the wolf king".
Calais Yinghuo took a deep breath, thinking that when this moment finally came, he would be full of ecstasy.
But no, he found out that after so many years, hatred was about to hollow him out. Even if the turnaround was imminent, he forgot how to laugh. The current wolf king looked up at the sky above his head, and the sun made him a little dizzy, like It was the eyes of countless pairs of dead people, still staring at him.
"It's time." He whispered almost inaudibly, raising a hand in the silence of thousands of troops.
Then let it go.
The gray wolf howled with its neck, galloping down, and its claws turned south.
The Nanyang Islands, which are green all year round, and the warm wind whimper—
It was night, and a large, pure black ship slowly entered the quiet and rudimentary port. It had not yet stopped. A group of armored and sharp men had already rushed out of the open hatch, and the uninhabited island suddenly lit up. There are contiguous battle armors in the huge reef group, which are horribly illuminated by the faint firelight, like a group of ominous shadow soldiers.
In the heavy armor, there is a huge marching map, wrapping a secret road three feet deep in the mountains of the southern border. Gu Yun once sent someone to dig it, but it was only the tip of the iceberg.
Finally, it is the calm East China Sea—
Tombashi samurai with long swords and snakelike ninjas dressed as coastal pirates, carefully rowed boats and slipped unnoticed through the sea, communicating with each other with strange gestures.
They slowly gathered from all directions like ants, and the cargo ships that were usually flowing like water on the pier also withdrew one by one from Daliang Harbor and quietly turned to the direction of the East Ying Islands.
A long whistle sounded very penetratingly on the boundless ocean.
The "merchant ships" gradually gathered into rows, and the whole team became horizontal and vertical. The order was just like that. As they left the cruising range of the Jiangnan Navy, the merchant ship headed abruptly replaced the original caravan flag, and the Western Pope's heavy battle flag Hengchen and Canghai were covered with a huge shadow.
The change of the flag seems to be a terrible signal. One after another, huge "merchant ships" began to disintegrate. The whitewashed surface shell fell off into the sea, revealing the black holes below. , they are small and weird, they can be wrapped in ordinary merchant ships, the speed of the ship is as fast as lightning, and they pass by the sea, just like sea monsters tearing apart the wind.
The group of monsters dispersed with the flag, and then, a huge black shadow slowly rose from below the water surface.
Waves like hills surged up from the originally calm sea. It was an unparalleled monster that looked like a giant chapter. It broke through the sea, revealing a strange "head", and thousands of sea scorpions adhered to the countless "suckers" above its head. And the warship, ready to go, the towering column is full of purple flow gold, the thick iron plate shell is tossed open under the countless gears that bite each other, the large and small cannon barrels in a row are like countless sinister eyes, and when they are twisted, there is nothing. A bit of stagnation.
On the deck of this giant sea monster, at least a dozen large beam sea dragons can be placed.
The cabin door opened slowly, a pitch-black ladder tongue hung down out of thin air, and two rows of Western navies with strange little caps filed out. A black umbrella bloomed in the pitch-black cabin door, and it was propped up first to cover the falling down. In the sea, the white-haired western man Gu Yun had encountered in the palace bowed his head and walked calmly under the umbrella.
The person next to him who held the umbrella for him came out half a step behind, just like "Mr. Ya" who trapped the bandits in the southern border.
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