"Dad, how cold is it in this winter? Let's go back!"
"Silly boy, what do you know! It's cold now? Hey, the cold is still to come! If we don't chop more firewood now, what will we burn when the weather gets cold?"
On the southern border of Sichuan and Sichuan, an old man and a young man were busy preparing firewood for winter in the mountain depression outside the pass on the border of Sichuan and Sichuan.
"Your wife is about to give birth, and I can't let my precious grandson be frozen anymore! Hey! Are you stupid? Don't stand over there, stand behind me!" The old man's goatee is already a handful, but there are a handful on his body. Sub-strength. Seeing that he was almost done, he called his son away, pressed his hands on the tree and pushed hard, and a big tree as thick as a bowl was knocked down by the old man.
Seeing the tree being pushed down, the old man smiled happily and said, "Your mother often says that I am old. Old man, I really should take her out to see if I am old or not! Hahahahaha."
The young man came forward with a short ax and wanted to help, but the old man pushed him away: "Don't work in vain. How long will you be busy cutting down one tree after another? It will be faster to chop down all the trees first and then chop them down." ! You still have a lot to learn! Today we will chop down four or five trees and go home."
The young man scratched his head and asked, "Dad, four or five trees! There are only two of us, can we carry them?"
"Why can't you carry it? Old man, I have a lot of strength!" The old man said and smiled: "When the baby is born, it's hard to have a proper name. Is it possible that he is still like you, shouting like a dog?"
When the young man thought that he was going to be a father soon, he couldn't help but feel happy.
"Cut two more trees and give them to Mr. Wang in the private school. Mr. Wang is very knowledgeable. Let him help choose a name. I will be satisfied, old man. But don't underestimate this name, such a good name..." The old man As soon as he finished speaking, the man stood frozen on the spot, looking behind his son in horror.
"Dad! What's wrong?" Seeing his father so frightened, the young man felt an ominous premonition in his heart and turned to look behind him.
"Don't look!" the old man stopped hurriedly: "There is a big worm behind you. Don't dare to move at this time! Come to me slowly." After all, the old man has lived for most of his life, and he has a lot of experience and courage. Slowly, Guide his son out of danger. He also slowly bent down to pick up the big ax that had just cut down the tree on the ground.
The young man did not dare to disobey and moved his feet little by little, but he did not look back. He was always unsure and asked softly: "Dad, how big is it? When it gets close, tell me and I will turn around and give it to you." all of a sudden."
The old man ignored his son's inquiry, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked at the big green snake behind his son. Where is this snake? This is obviously a dragon! My body is almost as thick as a bucket...
The old man finally held the handle of the axe, and finally felt a little more at ease.
"Hey, dad, aren't you the most afraid of snakes?" The young man still didn't know the size of the insect behind him, and the two of them had an ax in their hands, so what was a snake? It was rare to see his father so scared, so the young man couldn't help but joke.
Suddenly, the young man felt something strange on his shoulder. He turned his head slightly and his eyes widened in fear. A letter as thick as a ruler poked out from behind his shoulder, swinging in front of him.
"Dad..." The young man cried out of fright. As soon as the word "Dad" came out of his mouth, the big snake opened its mouth and bit the young man's head.
The old man stood up with his ax and struck the big snake on the head with one blow.
"Ding!"
The scales on the big snake were as hard as iron, and the old man's ax was knocked out of his hand. The tiger's mouth was torn open, and blood flowed out in streams.
Half of the young man's body had been swallowed by the big snake. The old man didn't care about the wounds on his hands. He stepped forward and grabbed his son's feet and pulled him out: "Gou boy, hold on to the snake's mouth! Dad will save you right now!" "
The snake's mouth has been closed, and the big snake obviously does not want to let go of the "delicious food" that enters its mouth. However, this old man had been chopping firewood all year round, so he had a lot of strength, and for a while he was even in a stalemate with the big snake.
"Dog, hold on tight, think about your baby! Don't faint!" The old man called his son while pulling him out hard.
A snake's tail suddenly swept over and hit the old man on the waist. The old man was swept away like a kite with its string dragged, and fell heavily to the ground. It looked like he would not live long.
"What did my father tell you before we came out!" A handsome man walked out of the forest, and there was a rustling sound behind him, and countless soldiers emerged from the forest.
"Don't blame me, it's Xiaoqing who got greedy." A petite woman slid down the snake's body from behind and said innocently.
The handsome man looks quite elegant, but his every move has an air of calmness and self-importance. Seeing the woman sliding down from the big snake, his eyes glanced over, making the woman a little scared.
"Spit it out!" the handsome man shouted.
The woman had no choice but to turn around and kick the big snake: "Xiaoqing, you are in trouble again!"
The big snake opened its mouth, and the young man who was still alive and kicking just now turned into a corpse. He slipped out of the big snake's mouth and had already suffocated to death.
"Bury them and get ready to break through the barrier." The handsome man walked away with great strides. The soldiers behind him quickly stepped forward and dragged the poor father and son aside in preparation for burial.
"We have already left Xigui, and Xiaoqing is not allowed to eat. Xiaoqing is starving and thin!" The little woman muttered quietly behind her.
The handsome man had very good ears. Although the woman spoke very quietly, he still heard it. He turned his head and glared at the woman: "I am not bringing you out to play now! If you delay my father's important event, how many heads do you have to compensate?" of?"
When the woman saw that the handsome man was really angry, she lowered her head and said aggrievedly: "But Xiaoqing hasn't eaten for a long time. It's just for one or two people, how can it delay the prince's important event..."
The handsome man turned around and left, walked a few steps, and finally said: "From today on, feed it one horse every month."
"Thank you, Second Young Master!" The woman was delighted when she heard this. She ran to the big snake and stroked the big snake's head: "Okay, Xiaoqing, you don't have to go hungry anymore." The big snake seemed to understand, lowered his head and said from the woman He passed by his crotch, lifted her up, and followed the handsome man.
In the winter of the sixth year of Qingguan, Zou Tao, the second son of King Xigui, led 80,000 Xigui troops out of Xigui, aiming directly at Sichuan and Shu.
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"Your Majesty, something bad has happened! The Xigui Army is calling!" A civil servant rushed into the Prince of Sichuan and Shu in a hurry. He ignored the courtesy and shook off the letter in his hand to report to the Prince of Sichuan and Shu: "Urgent report from the front. Zou Tao, the second son of King Xigui, led 80,000 Xigui troops to attack our border, and Zhaoguan was lost!"
The King of Sichuan and Shu suddenly sat up from his seat: "What? Zhaoguan was lost!?"
Zhaoguan is the southern gateway to the Sichuan-Shu vassal. Once Zhaoguan is lost, Bincheng will be next, and Rongcheng will be in danger.
"When did you lose it? Where are the Xigui troops!" The King of Sichuan and Shu was shocked and angry, grabbing the civil servant's collar and asking.
The civil servants were helpless: "This is an urgent report from the Bincheng County Magistrate. When this urgent report was sent, King Xigui's army had already arrived at Bincheng City. Now...I don't know where they are..."
The king of Sichuan and Shu pushed hard: "Waste! A bunch of waste! How much food does this king pay per month? The huge Zhaoguan Pass was lost, but not a single word was sent back. It was only after the Xigui army arrived at the city that the news came back from Bincheng. Do you want to wait? The sword of the Xigui Army is on my neck, so you have to tell me that the Xigui Army is coming!?"
The civil servant was pushed by the King of Sichuan and Shu, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground. Seeing the King of Sichuan and Shu being so furious, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, picked up the papers and letters scattered on the ground, turned around and prepared to leave.
Just as he turned around, he saw a man coming in from the door: "Dad, the Xigui Army is calling!"
"Princess." The civil servant stepped aside and bowed in greeting.
"No need, you go ahead." Peng Baby took the letter from the civil servant and read it carefully.
When the civil servants saw the princess arriving, they felt relieved. Logically speaking, such a major event should be reported to the King of Sichuan and Shu, but reporting it to the King of Sichuan and Shu is of no use. It is inconvenient for him as a foreign minister to go to the princess. Now that the princess has taken the initiative to find him, it would be a good time. Thinking of this, the civil servant left in a hurry.
Peng Baby read the letter from beginning to end and said: "Dad, the Xigui army came with bad intentions. Zhaoguan was breached, but we didn't receive any news at all! Send someone quickly to report the matter to the court. My son is willing to accept it." Send troops to fight the Xigui army!"
The King of Sichuan and Shu seemed to have not heard what his daughter said. He was pacing back and forth, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Dad! What are you waiting for!" Peng Baby was anxious and urged.
"Baby! In this case, you immediately send an order to all the disciples of the Tang Sect to come, and you recruit another 50,000 troops, and go out from the east gate of Rongcheng and go to the capital!" The King of Sichuan and Shu said, holding Peng Baby's hand.
Just as Peng Baby was about to speak, the civil servant left and came back: "Report, report...report to the prince, Bincheng...is lost."
When the King of Sichuan and Shu heard this, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning: "Bincheng..." Before he could finish his words, his body softened and he fell to the ground.
"Dad! Dad!" Peng Baby and the civil servants rushed over quickly, trying to help the King of Sichuan and Shu up.
The King of Sichuan and Shu was helped up by Peng Baby, but he saw his breath slowly weakening.
"You go first..." The King of Sichuan and Shu weakly raised his hand and waved. The civil servant understood, turned around and walked away, as if he was running away.
"Dad, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you!" Baby Peng was really anxious. She had never seen this father who looked like a raging fire with such a weak side.
"Dad, don't scare me, just say something!"
The King of Sichuan and Shu slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, the once mighty King of Sichuan and Shu looked so tired and haggard.
"Son... these 100,000 soldiers and horses..."
"I know, I know...my son is here!" Baby Peng saw the clues and burst into tears.
"My son...the people of Sichuan and Sichuan..."
"My son is here, my son is here! It's okay! Nothing will happen to Sichuan and Shu!"
"Son...your mother..."
"Dad! Stop talking! I know, I know... Mom is not mad at you... Mom is actually mad at me..."
Talking about the Princess of Sichuan and Shu, the King of Sichuan and Shu's eyes became brighter: "Don't blame your mother if she doesn't want you to learn martial arts... If you want to blame, blame your father. He has a bad temper and has no ability..."
"Son, it would be great if you were a boy...Dad is really incompetent...I'm counting on you..."
Big tears fell from Peng Baby's face and fell on the palm of the King of Sichuan.
"Lan'er... why are you crying? If the baby wants to learn martial arts, let her learn... just don't be like me in the future... others... can't bully her..."
The King of Sichuan and Shu slowly stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his "Lan'er" face. He wiped it on the left and right sides: "Wipe it clean." He breathed a long sigh of relief and dropped his hand...
