To the east of Xianyang City is Ziying's Mansion.
A sycamore tree swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound. Ziying stood in the courtyard, looked up at the sky, and sighed with infinite emotion.
A few days ago, he suddenly received a secret letter saying that it was sent by someone from his father.
He was shocked because the father he remembered had been dead for many years.
Although Ying Zheng took good care of him and did not blame him for his father's mistakes.
But he has always had two doubts in his mind: Is his father really the rebel that everyone thinks he is? Who killed his father?
Over the years, he tried his best to investigate the truth, but in the end he found nothing. He didn't even know who his enemy was.
But just a few days ago, Miss Ruyi found him and told him the truth, which almost made him collapse.
In the past few days, hatred had swallowed up his bleeding heart, making him unable to sleep. He didn't know how to face his father because he was raised by his father's enemy.
At this time, Meng De came to Ziying and said in a deep voice: "Master, do you want to take revenge?"
Ziying suddenly turned her head, with a firm look in her eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If the Meng family can help this young master take revenge, I will not treat you unfairly!"
"Don't worry, young master, the Meng family will do their best to help you!"
Meng De nodded heavily, and then asked in confusion: "Master, have you ever thought about why I didn't see you when I returned to Xianyang?"
Ziying was shocked and said, "I think Ying Zheng didn't let him meet me."
"But Ying Zheng is on tour east now."
"you mean"
"I think your Majesty will definitely come to see the Young Master, and it will be before dusk!"
Meng De said with determination.
Ziying's eyes suddenly burst into light, and he strode to Mengde's side, grabbed his shoulders, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Meng! Let's leave the city quickly, it will be closed soon."
Meng De thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "To be honest, I originally wanted to revitalize the Meng family, so I made good friends with the young master. Although the young master is now in a weak position, he needs my Meng family, but Chang'an Lord..."
"Stomp, stomp, stomp—!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a faint sound of hoofbeats. The two of them became energetic and quickly ran to the door of the courtyard and looked out.
The broad street was bustling with people. In the distance of the street, a group of people came slowly.
Meng De took one look and couldn't help being shocked, and said in a voiceless voice: "It's the Forbidden Army, at least twenty or thirty people!"
"What are the Imperial Guards doing here? Are they here to arrest me?"
Ziying was also a little surprised.
Meng De glanced at him, frowned and said, "The duty of the Forbidden Army is to defend the imperial city and maintain public order in the imperial city. The young master has neither broken the law nor rebelled, so why should the Forbidden Army arrest the young master?"
"But they are coming towards my mansion."
"Master, don't worry, it may be a routine inspection, let's just wait and see what happens!"
When he said this, Meng De made a gesture behind him, asking the guards in the yard to prepare for an ambush.
When Ziying saw this, he looked hesitant. He raised his head and glanced at the approaching Imperial Army. Finally, he gritted his teeth and quickly regained his composure, quietly waiting for their arrival.
Soon, the team of forbidden troops appeared at the door of Ziying's mansion.
I saw a general who looked like a captain, sitting high on the horse, looking down at Ziying, then at Mengde, and said solemnly: "Master Ziying, come with us!"
"Um?"
Ziying frowned and said coldly: "What has this young master done that I want you to take me away with?"
"The general is following Lieutenant Yang's order to arrest Young Master Ziying. Please cooperate with us, otherwise the sword has no eyes."
"presumptuous!"
Before the captain could finish what he said, Ziying immediately shouted angrily, and at the same time his heart was shaken.
He never imagined that these forbidden troops were really here to arrest him.
However, when the captain heard his scolding, he was not afraid and directly ordered:
"Someone, take down Ziying!"
"Master, run quickly, something is wrong!"
Meng De's expression changed and he suddenly yelled.
At this time, nearly a dozen Imperial Guards dismounted and approached Ziying and the two of them.
Ziying and Mengde quickly retreated to the door, closed the door, and ran towards the house.
Those imperial guards who rushed into the door were immediately shot to death with random arrows by the guards who heard the movement.
Meng De rushed out with his sword in hand. He saw the captain trying to escape at a glance, and quickly shouted: "Don't let them escape!"
When the guards heard this, they quickly counterattacked. When they saw that their side had the numerical advantage, they ran away with all their strength.
At this time, the captain got on his horse in panic, and Meng De just happened to pounce on him and struck out with his sword.
One of the Imperial Guardsmen wanted to turn around and fight, but was struck by Meng Delian with his sword. He was slashed with blood for six or seven steps, which shows how good his martial arts was.
The captain was hit by an arrow. He endured the pain, clamped his horse's belly, and rushed out of the street.
"Hi!"
Meng De shouted loudly and rushed forward. With a big hand, he grabbed the horse's leg directly, causing the horse to lose its balance. After a long neigh, the horse immediately fell to the ground and immediately threw the captain off the horse.
The remaining Imperial Guards turned their heads and glanced, instantly frightened out of their wits.
The Ziying guards around him were not willing to let go of this opportunity. They rushed forward, swung their swords, and killed all the remaining imperial soldiers.
At this time, the captain was struggling to his death, holding Meng De's throat with one hand, trying to crush his throat bones, but Meng De grabbed the arrow cluster exposed outside his shoulder and stirred it vigorously.
"ah!"
The captain screamed, his whole body twitching with pain, and the strength in his hands relaxed.
Meng De took this opportunity and instantly rode on him. With a strong move of his left hand, arrows spurted out along with blood from his flesh and bones. When the captain was in pain, his right hand hit his chest hard like an iron fist.
The sound of fractures was like a firecracker, and the captain was bleeding from seven holes and died on the spot.
Immediately afterwards, Meng De got up from the captain's body, looked around, and found that there were seven or eight people left in his side, and all the forbidden soldiers were dead. He immediately ordered: "Go back to protect the young master, and leave the city immediately!"
"promise."
All the guards agreed and ran towards the gate of the mansion.
At this time, Ziying was opening the back door, preparing to take advantage of the chaos and escape.
But as soon as he stepped out of the back door, he saw a swordsman wearing tight black clothes and holding a long sword, looking at him with a half-smile.
"Who are you!?"
Ziying was startled and couldn't help asking in fear.
There was a smile on the corner of the swordsman's mouth, and he said lightly: "It doesn't matter who I am, there is someone who wants to see you, come with me!"
"Who wants to see me?"
"Master——!"
Just as Ziying asked, Meng De's voice came from behind.
The swordsman frowned slightly and struck Ziying's neck with his palm at lightning speed.
Ziying felt his eyes go dark and lost consciousness instantly.
When Meng De led his men to the back door, only Ziying's sword was left on the ground.
"Damn it! Who captured the young master!"
Meng De picked up the long sword and looked around with a wistful look.
At the same time, in a small courtyard somewhere in Xianyang Xicheng.
A young man dressed in powerful clothing stood with a sword in hand.
Suddenly a north wind blew up, and a few leaves fell with the wind.
The young man under the tree suddenly raised his head, jumped up like a giant, and danced with a falling sword flower.
In the blink of an eye, two leaves were shattered by the sword's light. Then, the young man turned around again, his sword danced like a dragon and a snake, and struck out again. Five leaves were instantly pierced.
I saw the five leaves strung on the sword body, buzzing and trembling with the sword.
Thousands of leaves are rippling.
At this time the wind stopped.
Looking at the young man under the tree, he has returned to the standing posture just now, holding the sword in front of his eyes.
He looked deeply, stretched out two fingers, and gently wiped the sword, and the five pierced leaves fell one after another.
There was silence all around.
After a while, the young man let out a long sigh, casually held a sword flower in his arm, put the sword into the sword box on his back, walked slowly to the stone table in the courtyard, picked up a scroll of bamboo slips, and studied it carefully.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. The young man frowned slightly, looked up, hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked to the door, and opened the door with a creak.
What came into view was a young man wearing coarse linen clothes. He looked at me with a dirty face: "Okay, okay, I haven't eaten in three days, can you give me something to eat?"
"Um?"
The young man was slightly startled, suddenly surprised.
Didn’t he say that a noble person was looking for him?
What happened to this little beggar?
Could it be that he is his noble person?
But it doesn’t look like it no matter how you look at it!
Full of doubts in his heart, the young man looked at the little beggar carefully for a while and asked curiously: "Who are you?"
"I'm here to beg for food."
The little beggar blinked and looked at the young man with the same curiosity.
The young man hesitated for a moment and secretly thought that there was a little beggar. He should not be in danger, so he stepped out of the way and said, "Come in first and sit down. I will find you something to eat."
"Thank you big brother, thank you big brother"
The little beggar's face was full of joy and he ran into the door like a gust of wind.
youth:"."
What does big brother mean?
Is it a Xianyang dialect?
The young man pursed his lips, always feeling that this little beggar was a little weird.
He just came to Xianyang today and is not very familiar with everything in Xianyang.
However, when I first came to Xianyang, I met a Xianyang local and I was able to find out some information.
Thinking to himself, the young man closed the door and walked quickly into the back room. He took out two pot teeth and some mutton and handed them to the little beggar.
The little beggar took the pot helmet and started eating without saying a word. Seeing that he was eating happily, the young man suddenly felt hungry and started eating too.
Soon, the two of them ate all the Guokui Yazi and mutton.
"Brother, I see you are carrying a sword on your back. Are you a swordsman?" The little beggar rubbed his belly and looked at the young man with interest.
The young man was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "No."
"Then why are you carrying a sword? Do you want to join the army?"
"this"
The young man hesitated, then smiled and asked, "Are you from Xianyang?"
"yes!"
The little beggar nodded cheerfully.
The young man quickly asked: "Then have you heard of Gongzi Hao?"
"Gongzi Hao?"
The little beggar tilted his head: "Do you want to kill him?"
"Ahem."
The young man choked and coughed a few times at the little beggar's words, and quickly waved his hands: "Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, it's nothing."
"Then why are you asking about him?"
The little beggar blinked and asked the young man with a cute expression.
The young man took a deep look at him and made sure that he was not the noble person he was waiting for. He shook his head and said, "I'm not doing anything, I'm just asking."
"oh."
The little beggar responded, then looked around and said, "Brother, are you used to living in such a big yard alone?"
"fine."
The young man said something perfunctory, picked up the bamboo slips on the table, and started reading again.
But just after reading a few lines, he noticed a small head coming towards him, and he couldn't help but frown: "Why haven't you left yet?"
"What are you looking at, big brother?"
The little beggar didn't answer the question.
"Book of war!"
The young man pushed him away impatiently and said coldly: "You can leave!"
He didn't like this sudden closeness, so he seemed extremely indifferent.
But the little beggar was completely unaware of his indifference, and curiously asked: "Can you fight?"
"Won't!"
"If you don't know how to lead troops to fight, why should you read the military manual?"
"What do you know!"
The young man's eyes widened: "This is a world ruled by careless fools and indifferent fools. It's useless to know how to fight!"
"Idiot, idiot?"
The little beggar smiled: "According to you, those who lead troops to fight are all fools and fools? Those who win the war are also fools and fools? Those who defend the frontier with gold and iron are also fools and fools?"
The young man became excited: "Yes, they are all idiots!"
"I would like to hear, those idiots, where are they stupid? Where are they so stupid?"
"You want to hear it?"
The little beggar shrugged: "It's not like you have nothing to do after you've had enough food. Just come and listen. There's no one else here anyway!"
"You have nothing to do after you have eaten?"
The young man was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt a little funny.
Somehow, he always felt that the little beggar in front of him was a bit unusual, so he thought for a moment, nodded and said:
"Okay, let me tell you!"
"There are many people fighting in the Qin State, but none of them impress me!"
"Oh? You are so powerful!"
"It's not that I'm great, it's that there are too many idiots!"
The young man shook his head and said: "If nothing else, let's just talk about Meng Tian, who fought with 200,000 against 30,000, and shamelessly said that he wanted to destroy the Xiongnu. Is that called fighting for nothing?
He killed 10,000 enemies and lost 8,000 himself. Qin's family fortune was almost completely destroyed by him, and he didn't even know how he died! "
"Wang Jian, Wang Ben is not worth mentioning at all."
The little beggar raised his eyebrows in a funny way: "So, you were born at the wrong time?"
The young man said with disdain: "I shouldn't have been born at all!"
"Facing a world ruled by idiots, it's unnecessary for me to come here!"
"Hahaha--"
The little beggar laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward.
The young man glanced at him and frowned: "Who are you?"
"Didn't I tell you? Why are you still asking?"
"I see that although you are young, you are extremely smart. I guess you are not a child from an ordinary family!"
"Does origin matter?"
The little beggar said calmly.
The young man frowned and glanced at him, and said helplessly: "It's not important to say it's important, but it's important to say it's not important."
"hehe."
The little beggar smiled noncommittally and said meaningfully: "I have great ambitions. I came to Xianyang this time for an opportunity."
"Who are you!?"
The young man's pupils shrank suddenly and he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.
But the little beggar stood up slowly, with his hands behind his back, and said in an old-fashioned way: "Someone who can give you a chance!"
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