Nanyan, Guanggu, prison gate general's military tent.
This is a Han-style military camp, which is completely different from those yurt-shaped Xianbei tents. A tall general flag with the character "Liu" fluttering outside the camp, and more than twenty Han soldiers are holding halberds and swords. , waiting outside the tent. Inside the opened tent door, you can see a veteran general in his fifties with a gray beard, wearing a large armor, sitting firmly in the middle of the army, and more than ten military officials are writing various words quickly on both sides. From time to time, several military academies would run into the tent to hand over official documents, either handing over a piece of military document or holding out handfuls of written documents to convey to the outside world.
Three men in civilian clothes, with long swords on their waists, walked up to the central military tent. The leader was as strong as a bear, and he was not angry and intimidating. The sergeant guarding outside the camp gate was surprised when he tried to stop him with his halberd. He shouted: "It's General Xiao Liu, why do you have time to come here to see General Gui today?"
Liu Jingxuan was the leader of the three people who came. Gao Yazhi and Sima Xiuzhi were following him. He laughed and punched the guard sergeant in the chest, making him take two steps back: "Okay. I haven’t seen you for half a year, but you dare to talk to me like this. How about I follow Uncle Gui and live a good life?"
Xiao Guozi straightened up with a smile: "Your fist is harder than before. I almost couldn't breathe just now."
Liu Jingxuan smiled and said: "If you don't follow me, you will be too lazy to practice martial arts. How will I educate you when you leave? You must practice your martial arts well and don't let those Xianbei people look down on you. Remember, no matter what time, we are all Beifu Army!"
All the sergeants on duty looked solemn and saluted in unison: "We will bear this in mind."
Liu Gui's voice came from inside the tent: "Ah Shou, why didn't you say hello before you came? I better prepare myself here."
Liu Jingxuan strode in with a smile and went straight into the camp: "I'm going home. I want to say goodbye to you. Uncle Gui, look..."
Liu Gui's expression changed slightly, and he waved his hand: "You all should step aside first. I, General, will catch up with General Xiao Liu and the others."
Soon, all the military officials in the tent were gone. The two guards were still standing behind Liu Gui. Liu Gui turned around and said to them: "This is a family matter in our Beifu. You guys should watch the door outside. No one is allowed in, just say there is an emergency military meeting today. Go ahead."
The tent door was closed, and in the ten-foot-square Chinese army commander's tent, the guests and hosts sat separately. Liu Jingxuan sat on a couch on the left, looked at Liu Gui, and said seriously: "Uncle Gui, send the slaves and the others to rebel against Huan. Have you heard about the capture of Jiankang?"
Liu Gui's expression changed and he took a breath of air: "Is this happening? Why didn't I hear about it at all?"
Gao Yazhi said coldly: "It seems that Emperor Nanyan did not trust you, Uncle Gui, as he imagined, and he did not inform you of such an important matter. This news is absolutely true, and our brothers who stayed in Huaibei also confirmed it. Yes, but..."
While he was talking, there was a rush of footsteps outside the tent door, and a voice said loudly: "General Gui, urgent report from the front."
Liu Gui said in a deep voice: "Come in!"
A well-dressed spy rushed into the tent. Without looking at Liu Jingxuan and others who were sitting, he handed a small scroll directly to Liu Gui, then bowed and left. Liu Gui opened the small tube and unfolded the parchment to take a look. , his face changed slightly: "As you said, things have changed in the south. A slave is a slave, and it really did not disappoint us. It seems that our great revenge will finally be avenged."
When he said this, tears shone in his old eyes, and he lost his voice and said: "Commander, brother, I must be your spirit in heaven, bless Jinu, Xile, and Wuji, and they will succeed!"
Liu Jingxuan gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Gui, now is not the time to sigh. Where to go? We are about to make a decision."
Liu Gui wiped his tears, regained his composure, looked at Liu Jingxuan, and said: "Have you decided to go back to the slaves and continue to pursue Huan Xuan? Very good, as a man, you should kill the enemy with your own hands. This is what you are Why do you want to say goodbye to me?"
A trace of disappointment flashed in Liu Jingxuan's eyes, while Gao Yazhi on the other side said in a deep voice: "Uncle Gui, what about you? What are your plans after knowing the news?"
A complicated look flashed in Liu Gui's eyes, he pondered for a moment, and said: "You have no official status now, and you don't lead troops. You should go back, but my family's small industry is already here, and Emperor Yan also trusts me." I, for the kindness of knowing you, gave me the guard of the inner city. More than a thousand of my brothers have to eat with me. I won’t be able to leave for a while. If I take care of the situation here in the future, I will consider returning to the Eastern Jin Dynasty to return to my roots, but now, I can't just leave like you."
Sima Xiuzhi said coldly: "It turns out that General Liu really has become powerful and wealthy here, and he is too happy to miss Shu. Ah Shou, you see I am right."
Liu Gui's face darkened and he looked at Sima Xiuzhi: "Sima Xiuzhi, what do you mean by this? A person must repay kindness and consider others. Am I wrong in thinking like this? The slaves have already launched an army. Success, if we go back it will just be the icing on the cake, and we will even have to become common people again. You are from the Sima clan, so naturally you will not worry about wealth when you go back, but can everyone be like you?"
Liu Jingxuan sighed: "Uncle Gui, don't blame Xiuzhi for talking like this. Nanyan can't really treat you and me as one of its own. Just like the news of the drastic changes in the south, if Murongde believed us, he would have informed us a long time ago. If He respects us and should have let us decide whether to stay or go on our own. But he is still concealing the news, which means that he does not want us to return to Dajin at all. He is afraid that when he informs us of the news next time, if we say If they leave, they will be killed. After all, the Beifu Army and Murong Yan have a deep hatred as deep as the sea, and it is not something that Princess Lan can save with her own strength. Uncle Gui, the slaves can kill Huan Xuan, so why should we accept the thief as the master? At this time, Nanyan is in civil strife and the country is unstable. Jianyi's death festival is today! Just say, do it or not!"
Liu Gui's expression changed drastically. He stood up and looked at Liu Jingxuan: "Ah Shou, what are you going to do? Are you going to rebel? You can't be capricious. Murong De has been kind to us, even if you don't want to Even if you stay, you can’t..."
Gao Yazhi suddenly grinned at Liu Jingxuan: "How about it, let me tell you, he will not agree to do it with us, so..."
Before he finished speaking, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. A black shadow burst forward, a cold light flashed, and a shining sword passed directly through Liu Gui's heart. Standing in front of him, holding a long sword, He was no longer Gao Yazhi, but a thin elder wearing a black robe and a human skin mask. He looked at the frightened Liu Gui with a trace of killing intent in his eyes: "Your brother has been waiting for you for a long time!"
