Lin Xin stopped talking, and let Shenlou take off the cloth strips on his hands to re-treat the wound for him. Shen Shizi, who was often injured on the battlefield, was very good at setting bones and stopping bleeding, and his movements were gentle, which didn't hurt him at all.
"This grave?" Shen Lou threw away the blood-stained sheepskin gloves, looked at the messy grave, and asked Lin Xin if he wanted to bury it again.
"Let's just throw it away. If Master comes to burn the paper, he will see it." Lin Xin lowered his eyes, looking at his bandaged hands, "My hand hurts, and I can't hold the rein."
As if the quarrel just now didn't exist, they turned around and started acting coquettishly.
Shen Lou laughed, "Then ride with me."
When we went back, the suspension bridge had already been repaired. Wu Zhaoyang was a very clever person, and he didn't ask a single word of extraneous words, "Master Hou, son, let's continue on our way."
Shen Lou hugged Lin Xin and rode on his horse, as if he didn't see the surprised eyes of the soldiers, he rode forward without changing his expression.
"Aren't you afraid that your father will know?" Lin Xin leaned in Shen Lou's arms, holding Yu Yuan's sword tassel to play with.
"Sooner or later we will know," Shen Lou said indifferently, "I will persuade him to abdicate next year."
"Huh?" Lin Xinxin looked at him, and couldn't help laughing, "Shen Qingque, a model in the world, actually wants to seize the family property. It's really an anecdote."
How can you help you rebel without seizing your property? Shen Lou thought in his heart. When he opened his mouth, he said something else, "We have to hurry up before Wen Shilan goes to the Central Plains."
"That's right." Lin Xin was stunned, almost forgot about the matter of killing wolves and fighting with swords.
Wen Shilan, the wolf-slaying general of Beimo, as the number one master of the barbarians, came to the Central Plains when Lin Xin was eighteen years old, and competed swords with the masters of the four regions one by one. Shen Qirui died unexpectedly, Lin Yedan was seriously injured and retreated, and the Zhong family suffered heavy casualties. Wen Shilan was invincible all the way, but was defeated by Zhu Yangai. Because Zhu Yangai is covered with spiritual weapons, and his style of play is very shameless.
If Shen Lou wanted to save his father's life, he had to abdicate the old man as soon as possible.
In his previous life, Xuan Wang Shen Qingque, as the number one person in the world, was able to defeat Wen Shilan; but now Shen Lou, whose soul has been damaged, can't.
Lin Xin frowned, wondering if Master had found any materials to replenish the soul.
"Don't worry, it's early." Shen Lou hugged his narrow waist, flicked the reins lightly, and accelerated towards Mogui Mountain.
On Mogui Mountain, Zhong Suifeng greeted them in front of the door with a sad face, and was taken aback when he saw the two people riding the same horse.
"The Marquis of the Lulu happened to be in the Northern Territory. When he heard that the prince was coming, he came to the Western Region to inspect the New Year's tribute." Wu Zhaoyang walked quickly to Zhong Suifeng and said in a low voice, intending to remind him of Lin Xin's identity so that he would not make a mistake. talk.
After Lin Xin became Lord Marquis, he has not met this second master of the Zhong family.
"It turned out to be Lord Lin," Zhong Suifeng bowed his hands in salute, "Master Hou is running all the way, hurry into the house to warm up." Having said that, there was no smile on his face, and he was quite flustered in greeting the guests.
"Uncle Shi, do you have something to say?" Shen Lou frowned and asked him.
"Well, that," Zhong Suifeng rubbed his hands, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "You have worked hard all the way, and you should have a good rest, but the situation in Dizhou is urgent, and Zhong Lu has been besieged for a long time I don’t know, can my nephew order troops to set off today?”
"That's natural." Shen Lou didn't intend to stay longer in Moguishan, but he was worried about Lin Xin and sent him here first.
While speaking, there was a commotion outside, Zhong Suifeng walked out quickly, and saw eight Jinwu guards escorting the two brothers of the Zhong family coming with their swords.
"There is jade, but there is no ink!" Zhong Suifeng was pleasantly surprised.
"My subordinates are ordered by the emperor to send the son and the second son back to Mount Mogui. The sage ordered that the war in the Western Regions is tight, and everything should be kept simple. After the new year, we will perform the official ceremony of the state." The commander of Jin Wuwei said in a business-like way, and took the clock and handed it to the wind. A small bag of deer glass came up, jumped on the flying sword, turned and left without stopping for a moment.
At the beginning of the deer order, Emperor Yuanshuo intended to let the Zhong brothers come back, but it happened that the Di people made trouble, so he took the opportunity to send them back, so that Zhong Youyu could succeed him in the next year.
"Uncle! We are back, and we don't have to leave anymore!" Zhong Youyu jumped in front of Zhong Suifeng, very excited. He was trapped in Beijing for many years, and he was about to fall ill.
"Uncle." Zhong Wumo followed, called out flatly, and stopped talking.
Zhong Suifeng breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back." Over the years, he tried various methods, including getting the characters in advance, handing out the booklets during the New Year and holidays, and buying Korean Chinese officials to help him speak. Exhausted, Emperor Yuan Shuo would not let him go.
Shen Lou and Lin Xin came out and looked at each other, "Since you two are back, come with me to quell the chaos."
Logically, since the Zhong family brothers came back, Shen Lou didn't have to take action anymore. However, these two men have never led soldiers, so they can't count on it for a while.
After getting a general understanding of the situation in Dizhou, Shen Lou went to the Western Region camp to check the equipment, and his expression was a little bad. Unexpectedly, the Western Regions have been weakened to this point, and the elite soldiers and generals who used to be Zhong Changye when Zhong Changye was still there are now not one in ten. What has Zhong Suifeng been doing all these years
"Most of those monks and soldiers don't have fiefdoms. Whoever gives deer glass and gold will follow them." Wu Zhaoyang, who was holding the roster, smiled wryly. "After the imperial court issued the golden law, it will be even more difficult to control."
The Gilded Law was promulgated a few years ago, stipulating that non-vassal monks can change their household registration freely. Monk soldiers are more precious. They have spiritual veins and average aptitude. They cannot become masters, but they can use weapons with deer glass.
If the Western Regions cannot afford it, they will go elsewhere. Most of them went to the Central Plains. After all, following the emperor still had the opportunity to be named a marquis and a prime minister. As a result, the imperial court needed more and more deer glass, and the Western Regions were also weakening day by day.
Barely scraping together 2,000 available, plus the 3,000 elite soldiers brought from the Northern Territory, Shen Lou got on his horse, left Zishu to take care of Lin Xin, and took Zhong Wumo to Dizhou to quell the chaos.
Zhong Youyu stayed in Mogui Mountain, dispatched food and grass, and entertained the Marquis of the Lulu along the way.
"Don't worry about inspecting Luli. I haven't seen you for a long time. Why don't you have a drink?" Lin Xin looked at the white tiger hair on Zhong Youyu's neckline, and smiled with a friendly face.
"Okay." When it came to drinking, Zhong Youyu got excited and dragged Lin Xin to Nuange for a drink.
Zhong Suifeng told his son to treat Lin Xin well, while he went to deal with chores and disappeared in a short while.
The wine in the Western Regions is not as strong as that in the Northern Regions, but it is much stronger than that in the capital. Zhong Youyu drank a few cups happily, and then relieved his craving a little, "I am not addicted to alcohol, but it was all brought down by Shen Da."
"He has written words now, and his name is Qingque." Lin Xin held a glass of wine, but didn't drink it, and watched Zhong Youyu drink one after another with cold eyes.
Without his father's blessing, Zhong Shizi must have had a difficult time in Beijing. But no matter how difficult it is, it can't compare to what he suffered in the Zhao family. There is nothing to sympathize with, it's just karma.
"Really?" Zhong Youyu drank too hard, a little overwhelmed, and hesitated for a while before reacting, "Qingque, um, I remember my father said when I was a child, Uncle Shen thought up this word early in the morning. I don't know , Did my father prepare a sign for me, and now this sign is still taken by my uncle."
"Your father..." Lin Xin drank all the wine in the wine cup.
"By the way, do you still remember that when you were young, you ran into the back garden with Shen Lou and fell into the stone mourning hall." Zhong Youyu joked, thinking about how Lin Xin, who was only a small group at that time, has now become It's really unbelievable for the fierce and vicious Marquis of the Lulu.
"I remember it," Lin Xin raised his hand to pour himself wine, and asked casually, "When your father was alive, did you mention my father Lin Zhenghan?"
"I mentioned it!" Zhong Youyu remembered every word his father said very clearly, "My father said, your father is a capable man, on par with him, but it's a pity that he went astray and wants to marry you." A mortal woman. He also warned me not to marry a mortal woman, otherwise I would be kicked out of the house."
Zhong Youyu learned Zhong Changye's tone so vividly that he even brought out his expression at that time.
A capable person... on par with him...
Lin Xin looked a little weird. Zhong Changye, how could he comment on Lin Zhenghan like this
In Mogui Mountain at night, the candles were all extinguished and it was pitch black. Lin Xin lay on the bed, not feeling sleepy. Without Shen Lou by his side, he couldn't fall asleep. He took out the Xinghu stone deer and looked back and forth. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He couldn't help but hugged the deer and rolled around on the bed.
"Click!" There was a slight sound on the roof, Lin Xin put away his smirk, and sat up instantly. Listening carefully, there was another soft sound, as if someone stepped on the roof.
Putting on a black suit, took a sword, and jumped onto the roof without a sound. Borrowing the moonlight, I saw a figure moving fast not far away.
Light on your toes, follow that person not too far or too close. The shadow quickly rose and fell between the roof ridges, ran straight to the back mountain, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
There was a creaking sound of wheels coming from under the wall, Lin Xin dodged to hide in the shadows, and suddenly felt spiritual power flowing nearby.
Lin Xin swayed behind the man in an instant, drew out the scimitar and placed it precisely around the man's neck.
"Don't do it, it's me!" Zhong Youyu raised his sword to block the scimitar that was about to cut his throat, and whispered.
"Your Majesty doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing on the roof of your house?" Lin Xin didn't let go of the knife, and asked sinisterly.
"Hush—" Zhong Youyu made a gesture of silence, signaling Lin Xin to keep silent.
A few men in white came out of the stone room deep in the barren garden, pushed a few wooden carts, and walked silently towards the back door. The cart was covered with a black cloth. I don't know what was loaded there, but it was heavy, and the wooden wheels creaked under the weight.
"That stone room was where my father's body was hidden back then. These people are very unfamiliar, and I don't recognize them." Zhong Youyu didn't allow Lin Xin to speak, but started chattering on her own.
Lin Xin pushed back the swallowing hook, and the other party immediately shut his mouth.
As if hearing something, one of them turned his head and looked straight at the place where Lin Xin was hiding. The moonlight pierced through the shadows of the clouds, revealing a cool light, and shone on the face of the man in white, reflecting a pair of blue eyes that looked like prairie wolves.
Barbarians!
On Mount Mogui, barbarians unexpectedly appeared!
Zhong Youyu couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to jump down, but Lin Xin covered her mouth tightly, unable to move.
Lin Xin gripped Yanggu's sword hilt tightly, his back straightened. He recognized that person, General Wolf Slayer of Beimo, the top three masters in the world - Wen Shilan.
The author has something to say: Small theater:
Loulou: Dad, are you going to abdicate
Father Shen: Why
Lou Lou: For the sake of the common people
Father Shen: Oh, okay
Loulou: Xinxin, I got the property, let's get married!
Xinxin: Okay~(≧▽≦)/~
Father Shen:? ? ? What about for the sake of the world
Lou Lou: Marrying the big devil back home will bring peace to the world
Father Shen: Fraud, call the police!