Several riders galloped out of Tai'an City, all of them were the most elite postmen in Liyang, and the posthorse they rode was actually the emperor's favorite bloody horse. Dare to hold back a little.
There is an imperial decree for the first post to be expedited for eight hundred miles.
The imperial decree is not in accordance with the rules of etiquette, except for the great seal of the emperor of Liyang, there are only a few words on the golden silk: either fight or retreat.
When the post rider galloped out of the city, there happened to be a person slowly walking into the south gate, and the bloody horse passed through the person's body directly. There was no scene of people turning their backs on their backs, and no bloody scenes. The knight continued to go south After sending the urgent secret decree, the visitor from Tai'an City still entered the city safe and sound. No soldiers patrolling the city even captured this person, and all the soldiers and civilians near the south gate turned a blind eye to him. After he entered the city, he came all the way to Xiamawei Posthouse, stopped under a locust tree, and saw 14 men with sabers. imperial city. The young man under Longzhaohuai followed behind, like a fairy riding the wind, from the beginning to the end, no one looked at him.
But he knew them, or guessed their respective identities. The leader of the cavalry was an old man named Feng Ling, who was born in the grasslands of Liaodong. To become a senior official of the third rank, one must know that Xu Xiao's contribution to destroying the country early last year was only from the rank of the second rank.
The last rider was Zhu Changfu, who was born as a horse thief in western Liaoning, and the founder of Yuguying. He was seriously injured and was temporarily injured in the capital.
Next was the surrendered general Zhang Dujian, who finally stepped down from the position of Lianzi Yingbiao.
Qin Yun, an old soldier in the camp first, has only been a "high official" like a corps chief in his life.
Zhao Fengyang, from Jizhou, is the oldest scout in the Xu family army. After being hit by a poisoned arrow in his back, he fell ill every time it was rainy and the pain was so painful that he had to quit the army.
Song Kaijuan, nicknamed Shaking Head Xiucai, has been studying for a few days, likes to shake his head when talking with people, and speaks in a polite manner. He used to be a dog-headed military adviser of a bandit in western Liaoning, but he bumped into Xu Xiao, who was still a school captain at the time, on the tip of his spear. In one pot, Song Kaijuan got a blessing in disguise, and turned from a bandit to a soldier. After getting older, I couldn't ride a horse anymore, so I opened a restaurant in Tai'an City. As long as it is the robe of the Xu family's iron cavalry, the wine and meat are enough to satisfy the food, so I have been doing business at a loss these years, and I haven't seen old sour Confucianism is so distressed, always talking about it to his mother-in-law and children.
Wait, there are fourteen people in total, all of them are old people who survived the rain of guns and arrows again and again, and should have spent their old age in the capital.
The general trend of the world at this moment is that the two northern regimes, which were called the Northern Han Dynasty and the Eastern Vietnam by later historians, were destroyed one after another. The imperial palace, all the way into the Golden Luan Hall. On another expedition to the south, Lu Shengxiang went down to Luzhou on a snowy night with thousands of riders, opening the door to East Vietnam in one fell swoop, and Gu Jiantang easily took over half of the country almost without bloodshed. On the side of Liyang Zhao's couch, there was no outsider sleeping soundly, and then the emperor of the Zhao family stood by the side of Xu Gu, the two young and powerful generals, and tried his best to fight against all opinions, insisting on fighting against Liyang's grand generals. Chu came to a decisive battle to determine the ownership of the world. However, in the battle of Jinghe, the concubine’s grave was fought to the death, and there were several battles in succession. Liyang’s soldiers and horses, which had always had an absolute advantage in the previous battles, began to suffer setbacks one after another. Ye Baikui, a soldier sage who is known as invincible in all battles, personally led the battle, and the hearts of the Liyang court began to fluctuate. As Xu Xiao stood still for a long time, rumors and rumors in the capital were overwhelming, and several very important hidden intelligence reports were introduced into the palace. Sure enough, the secret letter written and sealed by the Emperor of Chu was placed on the desk of Xu Xiao's military camp, and he wanted to row across the river with Xu Xiao who had been wronged in the Liyang Temple and rule the world together.
In the imperial court, there were not many main battle factions who advocated conquering the great Chu first and then conquering the world. The two armies faced off against the western wall, and the outcome was unpredictable. Gu Jiantang, who had high hopes, began to choose to keep silent and slowed down the speed of going south. As a result, no one in the Liyang court was willing to speak up for Xu Xiao. I advise the emperor to quickly recall the 300,000 troops stationed in Liyang on the west wall, otherwise, if Xu Xiao has a heart of disobedience, not to mention competing with Da Chu for the world, I am afraid that even Liyang's family fortune will be overthrown up.
The old man Feng Ling sat on a horseback, and the gates of the imperial city in his field of vision were getting taller and taller. He was skilled in riding. Although he was living in Tai'an City for the elderly these years, he never fell behind. The old man tilted his head and spat hard at Yujie. Stretched out his thumb and wiped the corners of his mouth habitually, muttered: "You bastards are all going to die or live in front of the emperor, either wearing sackcloth and filial piety or having the coffin carried by someone, and even pretending to hit the beam on the Golden Luan Hall , As a result, your mother, none of them died in the end! I will let you idiots know how the Xu family cavalry lives and dies!"
The fourteen riders came to the gate of the imperial city, Feng Ling stopped his horse in the middle, and the other thirteen riders lined up, and then the fourteen riders got off their horses at the same time, unanimously let go of the reins, and touched the horse's neck.
Zhang Dujian grinned, turned to look at Song Kaijuan, "Shaking your head, we are all rough old men, we can't talk, you are the only one who has studied, why don't you come?"
Song Kaijuan rolled his eyes and said, "Change to the louder one."
Qin Yun, who founded the camp first, said softly: "Damn it! I really want to have a chance to take my brothers up to the city gate there and plant our Xu family flag."
Zhao Fengyang scolded with a smile: "Damn it, if you want to do this, doesn't this confirm the rumors that we are going to rebel, shut your crooked mouth that can't spit out ivory."
Feng Ling touched the handle of the knife on his waist, and said softly: "It doesn't matter how loud your voice is. Even if those officials heard it, they just pretended they didn't hear it."
Even if Song Kaijuan agrees with others, he will subconsciously shake his head and smile, "Old Song, I will only come up with bad ideas in my life. I haven't fought in the battlefield much, let alone charge into battle. Why don't I let Lao Song be the first one today?"
Jiang Sheng, an old soldier who has always looked down on Song Kaijuan, stretched out his thumb and said with a smile: "Song Xiucai, you have been a coward all your life, and this time is good enough for you. Jiang Sheng scolded you many times before, and today I am convinced, saying hello to you. I'll pay you again!"
Zhu Changfu laughed softly: "It's late, it's late, when we get to the ground, Lao Song doesn't have a restaurant for us to drink."
The old scholar exhaled heavily, looked around at the old brothers on the left and right, and said in a deep voice, "Song Kaijuan is one step ahead."
At the same time, Feng Ling shouted angrily: "Pull the knife!"
Fourteen Xujia knives, fourteen lives.
Die generously.
The young man was like a solitary ghost who was neither in the world nor in the underworld. He could only stand quietly behind the fourteen people, watching them slash their necks with knives at the same time, and then fell back almost at the same time.
He walked up to Feng Ling, squatted down, and slowly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to help the old man close his eyes.
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Dantongguan, inside the pass, there are ten steps and one prohibition. There are countless posts and whistles.
It seems that a large group of nobles in the pass are closely guarded, but everyone inside and outside the pass knows it well, even those young children and teenagers, they all know that they are poor "protons" who are in danger. Whether they live or not depends on whether their parents have won the trust of the old man sitting on the dragon chair in Tai'an City. In the future, half a word will not be seen in the Dantong Pass in the history books. Many relatives and relatives of the royal family and golden branches and jade leaves will be imprisoned in the future. There is the mother and son of Beiliang Princess Wu Su and the second generation Beiliang King Xu Fengnian, and the only son of Huainan King Zhao Ying , Zhao Zhu, the future heir of Prince Yan Chi, the eldest son and daughter of General Gu Jiantang, and so on. They have one thing in common, that is, their relatives outside the customs, without exception, are staunch main fighters, and they are enough to decide the situation of a moment, a place, or even a country.
But the top priority of these people is undoubtedly that female sword fairy, Wu Su, the contemporary sword champion of the Wu Family Sword Tomb! If it weren't for her existence, Dantongguan would not need to be guarded by such a large number of troops.
This night, a little beggar was running in a dark alley familiarly, always clinging to the shadow of the wall, when he arrived at the outer wall of a courtyard, he gently pushed aside a pile of loose bricks, revealing a dog-hole-sized After sneaking into the hole, the little beggar picked up three small stones, sneaked under a window, threw two on the window paper, and only threw the third when he heard a dull pain. Then a figure fell through the window, and the little beggar said helplessly: "Xiao Nian, didn't we open the window after we made an appointment for three?"
The companion who was hit by a stone was a child younger than the little beggar, with delicate features and an unusual southern appearance. I want to learn swordsmanship from my mother!"
The little beggar smiled shyly, then grabbed his companion's sleeve, and said anxiously, "My teacher will take me out of here tonight, can you go? If you want to go, let's run together!"
The bookish child at a young age shook his head and said, "My mother said, it's not that I can't go, it's that I can't go."
The little beggar felt dizzy for a while, "You still play charades with me at any time, you just read a lot! You can decide whether to go or not! I begged the teacher for this opportunity in the middle of the night. I missed this time, and we We may never see each other again.”
Speaking of this, the little beggar's eyes turned red.
Another child grinned, "I really don't want to leave. The book says that there is no banquet that never ends, but don't worry, the book also says that there is no meeting in life."
The little beggar was so anxious that he scratched his head, obviously completely confused by this young man.
"Xiao Nian" laughed and said, "You still have a teacher? Is it an old beggar?"
The little beggar quickly shook his head and said, "Of course not! He is a scholar with great knowledge."
Xiaonian quietly smirked and said, "How big is it? Is it as big as sister Yanzi's breasts in the next street?"
The little beggar said helplessly: "Xiao Nian, do you really want to leave? I really don't care about you. If I don't go back, Master will die of anxiety!"
The child hummed, asked the little beggar to wait a while, and went back to the room through the window, and soon came out through the window again, extremely skilled, stuffed the little beggar with a bag, touched the little beggar's head, and was old-fashioned Said: "It was agreed that we will go to battle to kill the enemy together. You are strong, and you can rush to the front. I can read and read more, so I will help you with advice. Now it seems that it will not work. You take this bag of money and go out. , A penny can’t kill a hero. Hey, don’t you always be greedy for chicken legs, remember to go to a safe place, buy two, even if I eat it.”
The little beggar carefully put the bag away, raised his arm and wiped his eyes, and was about to tell the secret that his father told him not to tell anyone in the customs, but Xiaonian had already pushed him, "Hurry up, stupefied What are you doing?! After you leave, I will call my mother to practice swords in the yard, and I may be able to help you a little."
The little beggar choked up and sobbed, "Xiao Nian, don't die, I will definitely look for you in the future, I will only recognize you as a brother in my life."
The young boy was several years younger than the little beggar, but he seemed to be far more mature than the little beggar. Instead, he comforted him, "You are only young, and you will be there for the rest of your life. Those who make great things in the history books , Even my wife, daughter-in-law and son can throw it away, how can you be a mother-in-law like you."
The little beggar nodded heavily, turned around and left, and waved to Xiaonian in the shadow of the dog hole.
Xiaonian waved his hand.
After the little beggar left, he always acted like an indifferent and optimistic child, squatting at the corner of the wall, hugging his knees, sniffing secretly.
Suddenly there was a light pat on the head.
The startled child quickly turned his head, only to see his mother's warm smiling face, he hurriedly wiped away his tears, and said softly, "Mother, don't tell dad that I'm crying."
The unparalleled woman sat her son on the window and said with a soft smile: "Xiao Nian, remember that a man does not flick his tears lightly, it is because he has not yet reached the point of sadness. When you are really sad, you can cry whenever you want , don't hold it in your heart."
The childish voice oh.
The woman smiled and said, "Go, get the sword box."
The child jumped up and said: "Mother agrees? All right, I'll go now!"
The child jumped off the window sill to move the red sandalwood sword box that was almost as tall as others.
The woman came to the courtyard, looked back and smiled, and saw her son struggling to carry the sword box.
She took the sword box, and the child turned around and trotted, sat on the steps, resting his cheeks, staring at his mother intently. Father said it himself, mother can beat him down a hundred times.
The woman erected the red sandalwood sword case, and pressed the top of the sword case with one hand.
She didn't immediately drive the world-famous Great Liang Dragon Sparrow out of the sword box, but even though the famous sword was hidden in the box, the power of that sword was already overwhelming.
A series of sharp gongs suddenly sounded in Dantong Pass.
The woman stood with her hands behind her back, the sword box trembled slightly, wisps of purple sword energy continued to seep out of the sword box, reflecting the entire courtyard full of purple energy.
But the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow, which made Dantong Pass up and down as if facing a formidable enemy, hadn't come out of its box for a quarter of an hour, but all the armored soldiers and Jianghu experts in Dantong Pass had already been flying like dogs and dogs, everyone On tenterhooks.
Fortunately, the female Sword Immortal changed her original intention of breaking through the sword for some reason, which relieved Dantongguan. To be honest, they were three points vigilant, three points afraid and four points respectful of this woman who walked out of the Wu Family Sword Tomb. Hope to confront her head-on.
The two mothers in the yard looked at each other and smiled knowingly. The child carried the sword box back and put it away, then went out of the house and sat on the steps with his mother, looking at the sky full of stars.
And a young man who seemed to be close at hand but far away in the sky sat not far away and accompanied them.
The child put his head on his mother's lap and asked curiously: "Mother, the eldest sister said that people will become stars in the sky after death, and the second sister said no, so will it be possible?"
The woman touched the child's head and said with a smile, "I don't know."
The child sighed, "I wish I could grow up faster."
The woman shook her head and smiled, "It's better not to grow up."
The child stood up, put his hands higher than his head, and said with a smile, "Mother, believe it or not, I'll be this tall when I wake up tomorrow!"
The woman smiled and said nothing.
The child raised his arms and jumped a few times, "I'll be so tall the day after tomorrow!"
The woman stood up, stood in front of the child, raised her hand, which was higher than herself, then lowered her head and said softly: "Xiao Nian, grow up slowly, don't worry, sooner or later, you will be so tall of."
Then she looked up, looked at that height, and smiled.
Behind the "Xiao Nian".
Just at the height of the woman's gesture.
Xu Fengnian, who was out of his body and wandering in the spring and autumn, burst into tears, looked at her, and softly called: "Mother."