Chen Xiaoyao sang and gestured continuously: "Taihang Mountain is difficult to climb, and you have to climb one mountain after another. Drink in the rivers and lakes, make friends, and roar when you see injustice on the road!"
For a moment, he shook his head again and again: "It's a pity that there is no wine to accompany this scene."
Zhao Zhengli kept silent. He was thinking that this guy didn't ask for the 1,670 taels of loose silver he owed as soon as he came up. If he opened his mouth, he really didn't know how to deal with it. After all, his pocket was cleaner than his face.
However, he seemed to have forgotten that he had earned hundreds of thousands of silver in the capital and was carefully kept by the Bi sisters. He was not as poor as he imagined.
The group of people traveled over mountains and ridges. Except for encountering a few waves of blind bandits along the way, the journey was smooth.
Chen Xiaoyao disliked the pain in his butt rubbing against the horse's back, so he reluctantly squeezed into the carriage and shared a room with Zhao Zhengli, Yu Xiaowei and Birou.
The already awkward atmosphere became even more awkward now.
Fortunately, Chen Xiaoyao was acquainted with him. He praised the three of them fiercely when they entered the carriage. He even called Yu Xiaowei a "younger brother and sister" and was particularly attentive.
Naturally, he had a panoramic view of Biore's subtle changes. In order to "get even the rain and dew", he did not hesitate to show off the romantic literature, "Snow-skinned and beautiful, beautiful and beautiful, quiet pink and daisy frost late!"
After praising Birou, she first glanced at Zhao Zhengli and Yu Xiaowei, who were equally breathtakingly beautiful, and then nodded and smiled in response.
Chen Xiaoyao seemed to see that the three of them had a story, and the eyes that were half teasing and half admiring fell on Zhao Zhengli's face like a red-hot iron, making his cheeks burn.
In order to change the subject, Zhao Zhengli told the story of the shadow man who had ambushed and assassinated earlier. He was really confused as to why he decisively retreated and gave up when he heard his name, Chen Xiaoyao, without even any hesitation.
The originally shapeless young man in purple gauze shirt suddenly fell into a trance, even a little confused.
Zhao Zhengli did not ask further questions, and the two delicate girls Yu Xiaowei and Birou did not speak to each other. For a while, except for the creaking and turning of the axle, there was no noise in the carriage. If there was any, it was the sound of breathing in the deep atmosphere.
After a cup of tea, Chen Xiaoyao sighed heavily and said, "It's boring to have free time, so I might as well tell you a story!"
The carriage became increasingly silent.
He lifted his hair and laughed at himself: "In the era of wars in the Ten Kingdoms, there were two brothers like this. They were born in humble circumstances and lived a precarious life. In such an environment, they still had the ambition to reach the sky. They firmly believed that reading could change their destiny. , often rummaging through postwar relics for scraps of articles that others scorned, and because of this, the two brothers who could not afford to read had the opportunity to learn to read and write."
A trace of recollection flashed across Chen Xiaoyao's handsome face: "Later, a small and prestigious martial arts sect was raided and wiped out at night, and all kinds of rare ancient books and valuable objects were looted. In line with the book-loving nature of the two brothers, they found a This complete book is regarded as a treasure, and it was at this opportunity that the two brothers were targeted by another Jianghu sect, because what they picked up was a martial arts secret book."
"According to the ruthless methods of the Jianghu people, the two brothers were not long dead. But when someone came to find out that the two brothers had surprising talents and found that they were helpless, they kidnapped them and accidentally joined the Jianghu sect. "Little Qingzong". "
"The two of them entered the sect. For the two brothers, precarious life turned into three meals a day, and the dilapidated house turned into a good thatched hut. Life was naturally comfortable."
"It wasn't until the two of them were fully adapted that someone came to explain the martial arts. The two brothers also knew everything at once, and due to their young age, they made rapid progress in learning. As time went by, the two of them gradually squeezed into the group of top students in the sect, and received The two brothers who lived a hard life were extremely well-behaved and deeply loved by the sect. In the following years, they were gradually shortlisted for training as successor candidates."
"I thought my life would be like this, but there were always three or two ignorant disciples who offended a local tycoon during a mission. The tycoon was so angry that he bribed an official from the Jiedushi envoy of the then Tudi Emperor. The Xiao Qing Sect called for tens of thousands of soldiers because of the "hidden danger of gathering a crowd" and directly defeated the sect. The two brothers escaped death and saved their lives. "
Rushing for revenge, unexpectedly before the plan was completed, the Jiedu envoy was killed and replaced by his cronies when expanding the territory. The lower-level officials were busy with their own affairs, and within a month they were annexed by other forces. The two brothers were He took the opportunity to kill the rich family man, which was indirectly avenged for the annihilation of the clan.
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"Since then, the two brothers' personalities have changed. The older brother yearns for the power of having one hand to control and the other to control his life. However, the younger brother hates the life of intrigue and prefers an unrestrained life. The two gradually went their separate ways."
"My elder brother first joined the army with his martial arts skills, hoping to fight for a place in the autumn of troubled times. After entering the military camp, he realized that there was no shortage of brave people. He only lacked the talent to read and digit, so he took up a pen and started writing family letters. .”
"The younger brother began to wander around the world and became an idle person. The older brother gradually realized that soldiers and generals always lived a precarious life, and only civil servants were the most stable, so he gave up the military and became a civil servant, which indirectly got rid of the life of having his head tied to his belt. "
"Although the two brothers often exchange letters from home, they always report good news but not bad news. The younger brother doesn't know the difficulties of the younger brother in the world, and the younger brother doesn't know the hardships of the older brother in the official career. Both brothers care about each other. The older brother wants to make a career in the official career and God protects the younger brother. Growing up, and the younger brother wants to clear the way for his elder brother to advance in the world."
"I don't know when my brother became mercenary and aloof. Perhaps as he rose through the ranks, he saw through the intrigues and became cruel and cold-blooded. Later, he did many things that went against the brothers' original wishes. The younger brother didn't understand the bad things. He questioned him face to face many times, and even got into arguments over it. From then on, the whereabouts of the older brother became more and more unpredictable, and the exchange of letters also decreased a lot. However, every time the older brother did something bad, the younger brother could figure it out. , so he tried to stop him in various ways. The elder brother didn’t want to meet his younger brother, so he deliberately avoided it every time.”
After Chen Xiaoyao finished speaking, he let out a long sigh of relief, as if pouring out the bitter water that had been dormant for several years.
The three people in the carriage are so smart that they naturally understand who the "brothers" he refers to. As for the "brother", could it be the shadow man from earlier?
Zhao Zhengli was thinking about the identity of that person and how he was offended? However, there were not a few people with the surname Chen in that dynasty, including Chen Yin, the assistant minister to the right prime minister, Chen Tao from Honglu Temple, and an official named Chen Yongan who knew the privy envoy.
This is just a group of people who are at the top of the dynasty, those who have not yet entered the ranks from the third and fourth grades. According to Chen Xiaoyao's story, "brother" first joined the martial arts and then entered literature, and then narrowed the scope of selection. There are really no people in the dynasty who can get back together. There are only a few, including Chen Yin, the right minister's assistant, Chen Yong'an, the envoy to the Privy Council, and perhaps others from the third and fourth ranks, but they are all in the minority.
It doesn't matter if he is from the third or fourth rank. If the "brother" he calls is like Chen Yin or Chen Yong'an, an important minister of the first or second rank, Zhao Zhengli seems to feel a heavy beating in his heart.
Not only do they hold great power, but they also have terrifying cultivation abilities. There is really no advantage in being an enemy of such people.
Zhao Zhengli was thinking in his mind. He seemed to be becoming more and more passive. Should this situation create a force of his own?
Now that the world has been settled, the border areas will inevitably be in chaos. The imperial court drove him to the border, thinking that there would be no chance of death. He did not believe that he was assassinated along the way. Fengfengguangguang pursued various titles to appease the suspicions of the people in the world and covered the mouth of Qingcheng Mountain.
But the more this happened, the more Zhao Zhengli wanted to make a comeback.
However, the blood feud between his parents left him unforgettable, and the safety of his clan reminded him not to be reckless.
Zhao Zhengli opened the curtains and looked at the Taihang Mountains in a trance. If everything was just his imagination, could it be that he really wanted to go to the north to guard the gate for the enemy who killed his father and his mother?
Yu Xiaowei knew what he was thinking, and Biyu could also make a guess. Chen Xiaoyao didn't care. He seemed to care deeply about the pretty girl from the Bi family. When he saw her frowning, he would tease her in various ways, and even pretend to be ugly to make the beauty laugh.
If those noble ladies who admired "Dream Carefree" knew about this scene, would they be so angry that they would draw a sword against it?
Chen Xiaoyao's journey was peaceful for three days. When he entered the mountain road in Liao County, he began to turn eighteen turns, and bandits appeared one after another on the road.
When they met a few of them, the bandits were undoubtedly not seeking death. However, they soon discovered that these so-called bandits were actually well-trained and had amazing fighting power. In a simple fight, the two brothers, King Wu and Liu of the Forbidden Army, were defeated. Injured.
Only then did Zhao Zhengli, Chen Xiaoyao, Mu Dongfang and others realize that something was wrong.
Those bandits were physically strong and powerful, and their strength was even to the point of entering a house. The most important thing was that they were good at formations.
Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that the route was not an easy one, and Zhao Zhengli no longer hid or tucked in. Anyone who dared to block the way would be killed without mercy, leaving no one alive, and they were the first to bear the brunt. The group of people fought all the way to Pingcheng.
This ancient capital city vaguely shows the style of the Northern Wei Dynasty, with ruins and miserable years.
At the end of the endless expanse stands a high wall, which seems to separate the world from the sky.
A group of people came galloping from the wall at the end. Dust flew several feet into the air, and the sound of horse hooves was deafening.
Zhao Zhengli lowered his head and glanced at the trembling ground, looking at a group of menacing warriors and horsemen who remained motionless.
Yu Xiaowei and Biyu looked worried, Mu Dongfang was very eager to fight, but Chen Xiaoyao frowned, wondering what he was thinking.
The two brothers, King Wu and King Liu of the Forbidden Army, had already revealed their identities, but they couldn't hear each other's shouts.
These few people were like lost lambs in the desert, surrounded by a pack of strong hungry wolves.
However, the group of hungry wolves charging straight towards them were so powerful that their horse hoofs pressed against the bridges of several people's noses. The reins were tightened and the horses were raised with swords drawn horizontally, showing a menacing momentum.
The fat war horses from the north covered Zhao Zhengli's head like a dark cloud. He remained motionless with a smile on his face.
When the dust swallowed up several people in an instant, there was only a neighing sound from the horse, and then it fell to the ground. The originally heroic young man on the horse's back fell to his back and ate several mouthfuls of ashes.
The dozens or hundreds of cavalry soldiers swung their swords to protect their master. Zhao Zhengli's true energy sucked the scimitars away from their hips, and then stuck them heavily on the ground next to them.
"Qiang Qiang!"
The majestic Qi makes the horses panic and dare not neigh, let alone move. This is a kind of pressure from the soul. Their instinct tells them to stand still to save their lives.
The beautiful man in green shirt turned around and came to the young man who had just climbed up in embarrassment. He said in a very calm tone: "Ge Xiao, nephew of Ge Jiangzhong, is this the way you greet a fourth-grade official? If you pretend to be stupid, I don't mind trying. Let’s see if we can kill a hundred armors with one sword with the peak strength of the middle-level master.”
He was one of the distinguished guests at the banquet hosted by the Wang family in Qingzhou Magistrate's Mansion to discuss the arrest of the rebellious minister's remaining son.
Zhao Zhengli couldn't figure it out. Ge Xiaojin, the real local general, was not in a hurry. Why was he, a collateral blood relative, making such a fool of himself?
Was he being instructed by his cousin, or was he simply venting his anger on Wang Feng of the Qingzhou Magistrate's Office?
Zhao Zhengli did not wait for his reply, he just picked up a scimitar on the ground and said lazily: "The Hedong Road Pingding Army scimitar is so unique. The blade is slightly arced and the dark blade is forged with butterfly patterns. Unfortunately, I and my party We encountered bandits from Liao County to Pingcheng, and fortunately, we seized three or two identical scimitars. I heard that these swords were all stamped with the owner's name, but I don't know what the results of a closer inspection will be."
Ge Xiao smiled coldly and arrogantly: "I really don't know what Liaozhai you are talking about, but I heard that some people from the Khitan and Tubo countries you offended in Shu came secretly from the north, so if you want to investigate carefully, please hurry up, otherwise there will be no reason. It would be a shame to die in a foreign country!"
Zhao Zhengli's aura surged upon hearing the sound, and the energy he released directly knocked Ge Xiao several meters away. He fainted on the spot with a look of horror, and the three or five cavalry soldiers in front were also knocked to the ground by the impact.
The remaining people wanted to take action, but were frightened away by Zhao Zhengli's eyes that looked back at him like the ghost of death.
I only heard the beautiful man in green shirt say coldly: "Enter the city!"
Dozens or hundreds of cavalry soldiers dared not stop him for even a moment. They looked at the sword wrapped in rough linen on the back of the man in blue and walked straight towards the majestic city gate. They passed by the unconscious Ge Xiao and kicked him. He kicked it away as casually as kicking a stumbling block.
None of the soldiers dared to breathe.
The faces of the people behind Zhao Zhengli were all blushing, and their energy and blood were surging. This was a hundred times more satisfying than absorbing spiritual energy.
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