In today's middle and lower reaches of the Guangling River, the Qingzhou Navy occupies a condescending advantage. Cao Changqing has always been the flagship of the Guangling Navy stationed downstream. Will be outside the river, can only watch helplessly on the vast land on the north bank of the Guangling River, exchanging life and death. In this way, the two speakers of the Qingzhou Navy, among them Wei Dong, who has the reputation of the Dragon King, has been to the capital to meet the Holy Spirit, and has already gone to the mansion of Guangling King Zhao Yi to be a guest. Jingan Wang Zhao Xun, who was only in name the commander of the navy, and the gang of arrogant soldiers under the command of the Great General Wu Chongxuan who conquered the South, didn't take this young vassal king seriously, and even the local government didn't like to leave the jurisdiction. Zhao Xun, who is in the middle of nowhere, can only stay on a Huanglonglou boat to thank guests behind closed doors. Of course, there is no one who can let the young vassal to thank guests. Most of them hide their sorrows by drinking.
But in fact, instead of being depressed, Zhao Xun was in high spirits. Apart from being accompanied by the charming woman who looks exactly like the old Princess Jing'an, Zhao Xun hung a map of Liangmang Pass and Guangling on the two walls of the cabin. Situation map, I would move a chair and sit under the wall every day, thinking about the next trend of the two battlefields. Although Zhao Xun knew well that he was very likely destined to be a ridiculous vassal king in a short time, but Zhao Xun followed The old king of Jing'an, Zhao Heng, learned one skill, that is to endure dormancy, and the counselor left to him by the old vassal king taught Zhao Xun the second thing, that is, to advance by retreating. The Qingzhou cavalry army was completely lost. It was a broken arm, but it allowed him to sit firmly in the seat of King Jing'an, and even had a slight surplus. After all, he was in charge of the Qingzhou Navy. Zhao Xun was quite proud of his first self-assessment since he lost that blind young man by his side. If the court hadn't let Wen Taiyi and Ma Zhongxian, the two new frontier officials, come to his territory to mix sand, it would be more complete, especially It was Wen Taiyi, an old Qingzhou who was familiar with the official circles of Jing'an Dao. After Hong Lingshu entered Beijing, Wen's old servant suddenly killed his carbine for the first time in many years, and returned to his hometown with a prominent status as an economic envoy, which made him feel stuck in his throat. As for Ma Zhongxian, he was a foreigner after all. Qingzhou official circles are notoriously xenophobic, and it is a taboo of the court that the local military and political leaders flirt with each other. It is unlikely that Ma Zhongxian and Wen Taiyi will truly be in the same spirit.
Today, Zhao Xun was sitting under the wall again, holding the flagon with both fingers, shaking his head slightly, smiling at the woman sitting on the chair beside him, "That Mr. Lu once left an eloquent letter before betraying me." In Yu Zi’s long letter, he mentioned the pattern of Qingzhou in the middle and late period of the Guangling War. He said that the envoy of Jing’an Taoist economic strategy might be Yuan Guo, who was an abandoned son of Zhang Lu in the early years, and the envoy of Jiedu would be Hong Lingshu. Snake, look at it, our Mr. Lu also has 'wrong' times."
The woman frowned, she didn't just agree with the young vassal king's attack on that counselor, but she said in an undisguised tone: "Mr. Lu devoted himself to the prince for the past two years, even if he didn't start well and finish well, he still didn't do anything to you. If you make any unfavorable move, then you shouldn't ridicule him so much! As the leader of one side, you should have the capacity to accommodate people."
Zhao Xun was not angry either, and said with a smile, "It was my fault."
She said with emotion: "It would be great if Mr. Lu stayed with the prince."
She is now being slandered as a female vassal king in the dark of Qingzhou's high-level official circles. Even before leaving office, Hong Lingshu speculated that it was this woman of unknown origin who blew the pillow wind around the young vassal king and squeezed him away. blind counselor. But neither she nor Zhao Xun knew that this was not the case at all. The person who really wanted Lu Xu to leave Qingzhou was the young emperor sitting on the dragon chair in Tai'an City. About the same age, with the same surname Zhao, a young vassal king in python robes, and a young emperor in dragon robes, they are so different. Zhao Xun knew that Lu Xu couldn't help himself, but his feelings towards Lu Xu had always been extremely complicated and dark. He had admiration and fear at the same time.
Zhao Xun raised the exquisite flagon to take a sip, and smiled a bit, "The world doesn't know why the surname Xu sent troops to the south. I know that people who love beauty don't love Jiangshan. I was really jealous of him before. Now that I think about it, why bother?" Is that so? The woman I like is the king of a country who occupies half of the territory of the Central Plains, but she is coveted by the disciple of the Song family who is facing the wind, and there are countless courtiers who help to promote the situation. , Cao Changqing had to leave the navy, and the civil and military officials finally calmed down a bit, and she was put on the stove again, and had to be conscripted by her own driver. Taking the initiative to leak a secret message to the outside world, the woman did not actually go to the ancient battlefield of Xileibi, the first line of defense, but was concealed and imprisoned in the imperial palace! All of them are sanctimonious, euphemistically claiming that the king cannot commit crimes Just in case, in fact, they were thinking that on the day when the capital of Xichu was destroyed, they, the civil servants, would be able to push their majesty the emperor to the top of the vat? If there was no such priceless certificate from her, they would wait until the Xichu capital was destroyed. The military general of Chu will die, and as a civil servant who rebelled with Cao Changqing, and has no bargaining chips with the Liyang court, will there be a way out by then?"
Zhao Xun sarcastically said: "I heard that several powerful generals under Wu Chongxuan's command have issued military orders. Wu Chongxuan may promise those confidantes that whoever breaks through the capital of Western Chu first, Wu Chongxuan can ask His Majesty the Emperor to come to Jiang Si, the subjugated empress. Disposal, those who break the city will be beautiful! What a big addition! No wonder almost everyone in the Southern Xinjiang army on the western front is fighting crazy, and they are fighting to death regardless of the consequences, except for the relatively Poor He Mao was beaten half to death by Xu Yanbing in Tai'an City. If he didn't have this kind of luck, everyone from Nanjiang, who is the first man in the world to use a halberd to the enemy Wang Tongshan in Nanjiang, to Li Chunyu in Tanghe, all of them are against his subordinates. Scattering all the gold and silver, some people even took risks and secretly borrowed heavily from local officials and tyrants, Wu Chongxuan naturally turned a blind eye to this."
Zhao Xun rubbed his chin, gloated and said: "Wang Tongshan, who was relied on by Yan Chi Wang Zhao Bing in the past, heard that Jiang Siyu drove to the front line of Xileibi, and left the old Dushan battlefield he was in charge of without authorization. Ba Jingqi rushed northward for three hundred miles, and even in the front area where the two armies were facing each other, he unexpectedly broke through two hundred steps by himself, and no less than a hundred generals of Western Chu died under his halberd. All the deaths were miserable, tsk tsk, but it was a pity that Wang Tongshan only found out afterwards that the woman was not the empress of Western Chu. But after this battle, I believe you have heard of Wang Tongshan's famous saying. Although it is a bit vulgar, it is true. The voices of countless men in today's world have been expressed, haha, "Little girl surnamed Jiang, I am the general Wang Tongshan! I have a big halberd in my hand and a small halberd in my crotch. I heard that you are good at swordsmanship. Dare you Don’t you dare to fight with me, Wang Tongshan? You need to be convinced both on the bed and off the bed!’”
When Zhao Xun said this, he couldn't help laughing, and almost burst into tears, but his eyes were gloomy, as if he was saying that it's so good that you Xu Fengnian is the co-lord of 300,000 cavalry, so what if you are a fairy figure who is one of the four great masters of martial arts ? Are you really able to break through several Liyang fronts to save your woman? !
Different from the happy heart of this King Jing'an, the eyes of her beside Zhao Xun are sad. She is also a woman, so naturally she feels a little sad.
In troubled times, how many women, especially pretty beauties, can survive
Zhao Xun leaned forward empathetically, patted the back of her hand, and said softly, "Don't worry, I, Zhao Xun, will never let you down in this life."
She was about to speak when she stood up suddenly, dragged Zhao Xun from the chair almost arbitrarily, and then protected him behind her.
When she saw that familiar and unfamiliar figure, her face turned pale as if struck by lightning, and her body began to tremble violently involuntarily, so that she clenched the five fingers of the young feudal king extremely hard, and Zhao Xun's face was full of pain because of the pain. , but it was exactly the same as her, when he saw that figure from behind, he forgot the stinging pain in an instant, only trembling.
Like fish, insects and mayflies, they suddenly see the big Jiao across the river.
It was a slender figure with a pair of knives hanging from his waist. He was standing under the opposite wall, leaning on the edge of the chair with one hand, looking up at the slightly rough map of the border defense.
She bit her lip tightly, bleeding without realizing it.
King Jing'an Zhao Xun's back was soaked in cold sweat instantly.
The uninvited guest, who logically should not have appeared here, did not turn around, but continued to stare at the picture of the situation, and said slowly: "We are all acquaintances. I saw that you were having a good chat, so I didn't disturb you."
Zhao Xun wished so much that he could straighten his back at this juncture, even if he could say a few tough words, but even he himself found that his teeth were chattering when he spoke, "Why did you come here? "
The man's tone didn't fluctuate at all, "I was looking for Chen Zhibao, and I just found you nearby, so I came to say hello. If it wasn't for King Jing'an, you revealed the secret, I really don't know that she didn't actually show up at the West Base Wall defense line .”
The more calm and reminiscing this person is, the more her and Zhao Xun's hearts will be torn apart.
This person dared to kill even the heavy cavalry soldiers who appeared in the capital, and even the heavenly immortals who had been revered and worshiped by the Qin Tianjian for hundreds of years.
Zhao Xun didn't know where the courage came from, his eyes were red, and he suddenly shouted at the back: "Xu Fengnian! How dare you kill me?!"
Xu Fengnian turned around, twitched the corners of his mouth, with a half-smile.
That kind of look made the young King Jing'an feel even more sad, indignant and humiliated, "You really want to kill the Prince of Liyang, and you are recognized as a rebel?!"
Xu Fengnian said: "Is the feudal prince surnamed Zhao in Liyang worth much?"
Zhao Xun's face was cloudy and uncertain.
Xu Fengnian added, "The two priests of the Jing'an Palace who arrived the fastest have died just now. As for the followers of the dead soldiers of the Palace, even if they are packed with people on this Yellow Dragon warship and arhats are added, a thousand people will be gathered. , is it really enough for this king to kill?"
Zhao Xun finally collapsed and staggered back a step. The young vassal king who was the first to succeed in hereditary replacement in Liyang tried to take a step forward again, but he just couldn't do it.
When Xu Fengnian appeared in front of Zhao Xun in an instant, the woman was trembling all the time, and she never had the courage to make a move, not even the courage to raise her arms slightly.
Xu Fengnian stretched out his hand to grab the neck of the majestic King Jing'an, and lifted him off the ground, "The reason why I didn't kill you today is that it is more useful for you to leave this waste to the Liyang Zhao family than to die. Zhao Xun, You said that Zhao Heng used his old life to help you win a hereditary succession, did you lose money?"
Zhao Xun, whose eyes were bloodshot, grasped the arm with both hands, but his hands were weak and in vain.
Just like that, Xu Fengnian carried Zhao Xun out of the cabin, came to the railing, raised it high, and smashed King Jing'an into the water.
The force of the throw was so great that a large splash of water was stirred up on the surface of the Guangling River.
This is the second time that Zhao Xun has been reduced to drowning. The last time was when His Royal Highness Prince Jing'an was in Chunshen Lake. This time, he was already a feudal lord, but he was on the Guangling River instead.
The woman whose real name was supposed to be Shu Sha, wearing the Rooting Mask carefully crafted by herself, stood not far away, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, not daring to look at Xu Fengnian, tremblingly said: "His Royal Highness..."
Suddenly realizing that this young man was no longer His Royal Highness, Shu Shu hurriedly said in a soft voice: "My lord, Shu Shu has not been sorry to Beiliang in these years, the news of Lu Xu's departure from Qingzhou was also passed on to Fushuifang by my servant, and this servant is just... Just didn't…”
At this point, she couldn't say a word.
When she waited for a while, she didn't wait for the king of Beiliang to kill him, then she raised her head, only to see him looking into the distance, and his gaze was focused on a particularly majestic Huanglonglou ship.
She gritted her teeth and jumped into the river.
Xu Fengnian didn't pay any attention to Shu Shame's move, and disappeared in a flash.
The boat under his feet suddenly sank for more than ten feet!
The waves on the Guangling River swayed, and there was a loud noise. The movement was so loud that even a nearby building boat began to shake.
On the tall ship about two hundred feet away, a man in white who rarely appeared in the sailor's sight, the famous King of Shu, stood at the bow of the boat, holding the world's second most famous gun, Meizi, in his hand. liquor.
On the big river, a figure appeared in the air still higher than the boat.
Chen Zhibao's wrist flicked, and the long spear of plum wine stabbed into the air with the end of the spear as the tip, but the tip of the spear held in Chen Zhibao's palm as the end of the gun for the time being has turned blue and purple.
With this building boat as the center of the circle, the surface of the river within a hundred feet is like a hundred dragons swaying together. Today's Guangling River, where the river wind is not obvious, has huge waves appearing out of thin air.
At the high altitude where Chen Zhibao's spear pointed, Yunxiao broke through a hole, through which sunlight fell on the ground, forming a huge beam of light visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, the plum wine in Chen Zhibao's hand changed from vertical to horizontal, not only that, the middle part of the gun was against his arm.
A pawn crossing the river, just cut it on the plum wine.
After a short period of silence, the huge ship that Chen Zhibao was on had no more buildings, and all the buildings on the deck were instantly smashed to pieces by the majestic momentum that knocked out to the surroundings.
The pawns crossing the river pressed down.
Chen Zhibao and plum wine did not move at all.
But the already shattered building boat sank even worse, like a rapidly leaking shipwreck.
Soon there were no traces of the building boats on the Guangling River, and Chen Zhibao seemed to be standing on the water with his guns horizontally.
The Huanglong warships of the Qingzhou Navy around them swayed and slid backwards, and the nearest few warships that were the main force of the navy still showed signs of capsizing, not to mention the smaller Lu Wei who boarded the other ships first, and they were directly buckled upside down. On the Guangling River.
Chen Zhibao looked at the empty river a hundred paces away, with his wrist lightly twirling, and finally held his gun normally for the first time to confront the enemy.
The white-clothed soldier's sleeve was already broken, and the arm that was holding the plum wine was slightly bleeding from the impact of the pawn crossing the river like a mountain top.
As far as Chen Zhibao could see, Xu Fengnian was standing on the river, with the Beiliang knife hanging on the right side of his waist still not out of its sheath.
In today's world, it is already known that Xinliang Wang Xu Fengnian's real killer is the left-handed sword, so when he only draws out the left waist saber with his right hand, it means that the real difference between life and death is still in the next moment.
Chen Zhibao said flatly, "I didn't expect that."
He was far from hurting the root, especially Xu Fengnian.
But even so, in the first fight between the two martial arts great masters, the Huanglonglou boat was easily pushed into the water with just one blow from Xu Fengnian.
How much power does it take to sink all the giant yellow dragon boats floating on the river into the bottom of the water
Watching the battle? Watching the fire from the other side? Clap your hands and shout a few times, and give some pointers
The embarrassing Qingzhou Navy did not lose their minds, and ran for their lives in all directions, and they no longer cared about saving people.
Chen Zhibao in fluttering white clothes smiled, "It won't be too late to fight until you recover your peak and I become a saint. Of course, if you can go one step ahead, I won't run away. If I'm faster than you, you won't be able to run away either." Lose."
Xu Fengnian did not speak.
The king of Xinliang just used his left-handed knife out of its sheath to tell the white-clothed soldier that there are some things that you, Chen Zhibao, don't care about.
On this day, on the Guangling River, on the surface of the vast river for more than a hundred miles, it was as if two heavenly giants raised hammers to hit the water, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
There are unofficial records in later generations that the Guangling River was flooded with sea water on this day.
Sitting cross-legged on a broken boat plank in white clothes, the stick of plum wine was casually placed on his knees, the breeze on the river was blowing, the river surface became calm, and the clothes fluttered, making this king of Shu who used soldiers like a god even more Like a fairy.
His heart was slightly shifted to the left by more than an inch, dripping with blood.
Chen Zhibao gently put his hands on the plum wine, neither sad nor happy, looked up at the sky, silent.
He withdrew his gaze, looked down at the river, and by chance a river carp swam by quickly near the deck of the boat.
This white-clothed soldier saint who seems to have never had friends, and the king of Shu who has never met anyone honestly, has no reason to think of a story he heard when he was young.
"The child is not a fish. The child is not me."
…
On the north shore in the distance, there is a young man who has hung his swords again, and returned to the north after crossing south.
Go north and see her, just a glance.
But before meeting her.
He wants to kill someone first.
Wang Tongshan.