A homing pigeon came from the north and seemed to fly for many days until it reached Bianjing and then slowed down. When it arrived at a magnificent place outside Bianjing City, it swooped down.
Looking down at this place, dozens of houses are built according to the terrain, well-proportioned and progressively arranged. There is a room at ten steps, a pavilion at a hundred steps, and four mythical beasts, namely Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qing Cang and White Tiger, respectively standing in the east, west, south and north pavilions, with verandas connecting them.
The carrier pigeon swooped down and flew over the mountain gate on the north side of this place. There was a gold-lacquered plaque hanging directly above the mountain gate, with the three powerful characters "Golden Knife Gate" written on it.
No one knows how the Golden Blade Sect rose to prominence. People in the world just feel that the Golden Sword Sect has become famous in the world in just a few months. Within a few months, Wang Yan, the master of the Golden Knife Sect, defeated dozens of masters in the northern border of Qiyun with a tiger-headed golden sword in his hand. He became famous for a while, and then he founded a sect outside Bianjing.
Since the Golden Knife Clan became famous in the Northern Territory of Qiyun, Wang Yan, the leader of the Golden Knife Clan, has not only incorporated some small sects into it, but has also opened up sects to attract talents from all over the world. Many people in the martial arts world have rushed to join the Golden Knife Clan. These people There are mixed good and bad, and there are some scum among them, but Wang Yan doesn't care at all. As long as the martial arts level is high enough, even if this person does many evil things, he will still be accepted.
It is precisely because of Wang Yan's disregard for good and evil that the Golden Knife Sect has become another major sect in the world in just two years. From then on, this temple, one view, two swords, and two knives became the mainstay of the Qiyun Wulin. Then there was one more sword, and that was the Golden Knife Gate. In the past two years, the momentum of Golden Knife Sect has been catching up with Wangli Villa, and even has the potential to overtake it.
Then Wang Yan promoted eight sword-guarding elders from among the Jianghu people who came into the sect, and guarded the four pavilions of Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qingcang and Baihu respectively, while he lived in the Suzaku Pavilion in the east of the Golden Sword Sect.
The carrier pigeon flapped its wings and finally landed on a porch in the Zhuque Pavilion. The carrier pigeon stamped its feet. Just as it was combing its feathers with its beak, it was sucked into a room in the Zhuque Pavilion by an invisible force. Inside.
This room is extremely luxuriously decorated, with famous calligraphy and paintings, antique vases, and even the floor are made of fine white jade.
In the room facing the east, on an extremely precious huanghuali chair, there is a person, wearing a snow suit, a black robe embroidered with gold, and long hair tied in a bun on top.
At this moment, he was sitting in an extremely comfortable semi-reclining position, leaning on the huanghuali chair, with his dangling feet stepping on a complete lichen.
Looking closely at the lichen, one realizes that it is made of a whole tiger skin, and the man's feet are stepping on the tiger's head.
The carrier pigeon from the north was in the hands of this person. The man stroked the carrier pigeon, then took out a secret letter from the bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg, and then released his palm. The carrier pigeon felt restrained. His strength disappeared, he flapped his wings and quickly flew out of the window, towards the north. After a while, he disappeared into the sky.
The man unfolded the secret letter, which was densely written in small regular script. If you didn't get close, you couldn't see what was written, but the line at the end of the secret letter was particularly conspicuous.
'Wanjun has left Yanbei'.
The man gently stroked the beard on his chin, with a proud smile on his lips, and then called out: "Heng'er."
"Father." Hearing this man speak, a young man walked out of the curtain behind his chair. He was about twenty years old. He had a handsome face and a slender figure. He was also wearing the same snow clothes, but he was not Wearing a black robe, only a fur cloak was tied diagonally.
The young man walked quickly to his father's side and said softly: "What are your instructions, father?"
The man did not speak, but handed the small secret letter in his hand to his son. The young man took the secret letter, read it carefully, handed the letter back to his father, and then spoke.
"My father still has a way. This Wanjun is too vigilant. Gao Lian has failed to succeed three times. This time he finally left Yanbei City temporarily."
"Wan Jun has been guarding Yanbei City for many years. Even if he is not in Yanbei, I'm afraid the border defense map of the ten counties in Yanbei is not so easy to obtain." The man took the superstition handed back by his son and went to the room to burn it. Next to the prosperous stove, he released his palms and the secret message slowly fell into the fire, burning instantly and turning into ashes.
There was a trace of fierce excitement in the young man's eyes, and he said: "Even if it is not easy to succeed, Wan Jun's life will definitely stay in Lingzhou this time, and it is not in vain for our Golden Blade Sect to set up Liuzhuang."
"Heng'er, remember, Wan Jun's life is not important, not even the life of that man in the capital is important. What is important is that our father and son will one day help my master ride on the clouds." That man Standing with his hands behind his back, the firelight in his eyes was extremely dazzling.
"But father, wasn't it the person in Beijing who gave the order to kill Wan Jun from Third Grandpa? Aren't we also always obeying the person in Beijing?" The young man was puzzled.
The man glanced at his son, with a trace of love in his eyes, and then said: "There are too many reasons involved. I will tell you in detail some other day, Heng'er, please send a letter to Lingzhou immediately. , let Fei Wei and Liu Piaopiao try to find out Wanjun's whereabouts, and the interception and killing must still be done according to the order of the one in the capital."
"In addition, send my order to Yanbei City and order them to investigate the general's mansion and find the defense plan." After saying this, the man seemed to think of something again and stopped his son who was about to leave.
"After finishing these things, I will go to Langzhou and send a message to Mr. Gao, saying that I will pay him a visit another day."
"Yes, father, I'll do it right away." The young man immediately left the house and left.
The man looked at his son's leaving figure, his eyes filled with relief. Then he walked to the window, opened the window and looked to the north, which was the direction of Jin State. The past events came to light and appeared in this man's mind.
That day, the cries in Changzhou City were still ringing in my ears. General Chunyu slowly walked towards Changzhou City with only his body and perseverance on his horse. The soldiers of Jin State shed tears for this famous general of Jin Dynasty.
It was not until General Chunyu's body was carried off the horse that the crying stopped suddenly. From the generals of the Jin army to the people of Changzhou, they all tried their best to hold back the crying, hoping that General Chunyu could leave quietly.
When they retreated to Changzhou, the young general who was trying to persuade the soldiers outside the city was now watching with tears in his eyes as the soldiers slowly carried Chunyu Meng's body into the city. He was not only sad but also resentful, but Chunyu The general's words are still in my ears: "Keep the troops ready to fight and assist my lord to set foot on the Central Plains again." '
The young general wiped the tears from his eyes and secretly swore to Chunyu Meng's body that one day, he would fulfill General Chunyu's wish.
After that, the young general studied military books diligently and practiced martial arts diligently day and night.
Finally one day, a person came to his house, raised his hand to help the young general who was about to kneel down, and then turned away everyone and said: "General Wang Yan, I have unexpectedly come to visit. Please bear with me, General Wang." .”
The young general was panic-stricken because the person in front of him was Zong Wang, the crown prince of Jin. The current leader of the country, Zong Yan, had been seriously injured since his defeat and returned to Jin. He was afraid that he was dying. If the king of the country dies, the person in front of him will be the king of Jin. How can the young general not be frightened?
"His Royal Highness, it is truly my honor for you, Your Highness, to come to Wei Chen's shabby house." The young general was so frightened that he even stuttered a little.
Zongwan laughed loudly when he heard what the young general said, and then sat down in front of the young general's desk. Seeing that the military books were scattered on the table, Zongwan actually took it upon himself to collect the military books scattered on the table one by one and put them away one by one. .
Wang Yan hurriedly knelt on the ground and said in fear: "The shabby house is messy and has disturbed the prince. I hope that the prince will forgive me."
Zongwan chuckled, and looked up to see the endgames of a chess and a game of Go placed next to the table. Although the chess pieces were different, the positions were indeed the same, and they were both forms of protracted confrontation. Zongwan did not speak, but just sat at the table and observed. A chess game started.
Wang Yan kowtowed and fell on the ground. Zong Wang didn't speak. He didn't dare to get up. He could only hear the sound of "pat-ta-ta-ta-ta".
Although it was only tea time, Wang Yan felt that several days had passed. His back was soaked with sweat. Finally, he heard Zong Wang chuckle and say: "General Wang, please get up."
After Wang Yan stood up, he caught a glimpse of the chessboard. The endgame that had troubled him for a long time had been broken, and it was ready to kill.
I couldn't help but be surprised. When I raised my head, I saw His Royal Highness looking at me with a smile. I heard His Royal Highness say: "If you want to break the situation, you must know how to give up. If you can't give up when you are in battle, how can you?" To create a killing trend? Chunyu Meng taught you this trick with his own life."
Hearing that the prince mentioned General Chunyu, Wang Yan's chest couldn't help but rise and fall violently. Busy, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed.
Prince Zong Wang saw Wang Yan's actions in his eyes, then he looked away and slowly said: "General Chunyu also taught me how to use soldiers... It's a pity that he has fallen asleep underground, but he was in front of me. I recommended you."
"General Chunyu recommended me?" Wang Yan was just one of Chunyu's subordinate generals who couldn't be more biased. Although he had talked with him several times on weekdays, he had never had much interaction with him. How could he remember him? How could a little person mention himself in front of the prince? But if General Chunyu hadn't mentioned it, how could the prince have come to the residence of a little-known general like himself?
Wang Yan was a little dazed, but he heard Prince Zongwu continue to speak: "I originally wanted to let you continue to study military books. When the Jin Kingdom has the ability to send troops again, I will entrust you with important tasks."
His eyes moved slightly and he glanced at Wang Yan. Zongwan seemed to want to see through the young general in front of him. After a long time, he saw that Wang Yan just knelt down silently. Zongwan sighed softly: "It's just that our country has experienced a battle without returning to the mountain. The foundation has been injured, and the Jin soldiers are already afraid of Qi Lin. In the next few years, our country will no longer be able to use troops."
Seeing that Wang Yan was still hanging his head in silence, Zong Wu picked up the chess pieces in front of him, slowly played one piece, and said to himself: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. I have a pawn who has crossed the river. , but after the pawns cross the river, they can only move forward and cannot retreat. If you want to set up a killing situation..."
I saw the future king of Jin gently drop the horse in his hand. I saw the river pawn using his life to lure the opponent to take the pawn. The horse in his hand went down with the trend, but the enemy took the pawn but died. Cut off the retreat, cut off the handsome man's retreat, forming a boring checkmate situation, and there is no way to recover.
Zong Wan raised his head and stared at Wang Yan, stretched out his fingers to twist the horse in his hand, played with it, then handed the horse to Wang Yan and said, "I don't know what General Wang wants."
Only then did Wang Yan understand Zong Huan's intention. He wanted to be the one to deliver the fatal blow to the horse. He immediately kowtowed and said, "Wang Yan accepts the order."
"Okay, I didn't misjudge the person. Back then, I had placed a special agent in Qiyun. Now that this person is getting higher and higher, I feel it is becoming more and more difficult to control him. This time you go, I will only give orders to If he asks you to assist him, he will understand my intention. But you must remember that except for me, at critical moments, his life can be sacrificed at will without any need to report. "
"When you go, just recruit talents for me to serve as internal response in the future. Also, you can do some extraordinary things from time to time to observe the reaction of the pawn. If he admonishes you, it means that he is still somewhat loyal. If he lets you go, you can kill him immediately, but have you written it down?"
"Wang Yan is willing to be that boring general's horse to assist my lord before he sets foot in the Central Plains."
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In the Zhuque Pavilion of Jindaomen, Wang Yan, who was looking north, recalled this point and slowly took out a chess piece from his sleeve. This chess piece had already been polished by rubbing, and it was exactly a 'knight' in chess.
Looking back, a man wearing a cloak appeared behind Wang Yan. It was Butler Wang from Fan Mou's mansion.
"Uncle, don't worry, you don't need to tell me, I have asked Heng'er to stop all those things."
Wang Yan held the chess pieces tightly in his hands.
