Sitting in the Zhongyi Temple, Changshiro rubbed the sand in his eyes. Then he raised his head again and looked quietly at the golden body of loyalty in front of him.
After working for more than half an hour, I finally made the entire golden body spotless.
"I told you before, don't be too pedantic. Look at you, you are only in your thirties, and you went to hell, leaving me alone, without anyone to talk to. And the little boss came in After leaving Shu, he gradually became less familiar with me."
"It would be great if you were a person who doesn't like to worry."
Tsuneshiro raised his head, his face becoming increasingly lonely.
At this moment, there was a vague figure moving outside the temple door, presumably trying to push the door open.
"Chang Wei, your dog talks like this -"
Changshiro stopped talking, probably realizing that something was wrong. If it were his Changwei boy, he would definitely shout "Master".
Tsuneshiro frowned, looking a little irritated, and put one hand on the pear gun. What he dislikes the most now is someone coming into the temple and disturbing his reunion with his old friends.
Outside the temple, Hao Lianzhan covered his pockmarked face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes. He lowered his hand, slowly took off the scabbard, and sneered through the door.
"King Beiyu, my lord Xu Mu sent me to take your life——"
clang.
Before he finished speaking, a bright silver wooden pear gun suddenly came out through the door. There was also a faint, harsh sound of breaking through the air.
"How--"
Hao Lianzhan looked horrified, and quickly drew out his sword, one sword and one scabbard, and held the pear blossom gun tightly between the lightning and flint.
"Roar!"
The force of Ba Lie made his jaw go numb, and his face turned pale with shock. He had just reached the door and before he could take action, he received such a blow. If I had known this, I would have sneaked in through the window and waited for an opportunity to assassinate him.
"King of Beiyu——"
In just a blink of an eye, Hao Lianzhan's figure, even with the pear gun between his arms, was still strung back.
All around, amidst the exclamations of the people, they quickly remembered the footsteps of the patrolling camp.
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Changshiro rubbed his nose and stood up silently.
Over the years, as the king of Beiyu... Seriously, this is the first time someone dares to assassinate him face to face. It was fine before, mostly because the tea soup was poisoned and the flower lady was hiding a dagger.
"Look, just look. No matter what the road is, there will be people who don't like it." Chang Shiro raised his head and looked at the golden body in front of him. There was an unshakable loneliness on his face.
The golden body does not move.
But at this moment, two or three temple windows were suddenly blown by the wind and shook.
Tsuneshiro, who was originally silent, suddenly burst into laughter after seeing this scene, with a faint voice.
After laughing, he turned around again and walked out quietly.
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"Unfortunately, I suffered some injuries." Returning to Xie's Mansion, Hao Lianzhan tore off the pockmarks and his face turned white.
Xie Chang rushed over, his face turned the color of pig liver. When Hao Lianzhan went out, he had been worried, never thinking that he would really get into trouble.
"Your Majesty... will have a tail when he comes back. As you know, this is Changyang. My Xie family——"
"Shut up." Hao Lianzhan said calmly, "This king naturally does things in an orderly manner."
Methodical? You look at yourself, almost beaten to pieces by Chang Xiaotang.
Xie Chang was speechless.
Of course, he didn't dare to say these things clearly.
Chao Tu, who was nearby, rolled his eyes and hurriedly said to comfort, "Your Majesty, why don't we leave Changyang first."
Hao Lianzhan looked unwilling, but after gritting his teeth, he finally nodded.
The plan to assassinate the King of Northern Chongqing and start a war between Western Shu and Northern Chongqing is probably going to go to waste. Who would have thought that there is an unreasonable tiger in Western Shu, and that in Beiyu, the King of Beiyu is equally unreasonable.
You know, Hao Lianzhan was on the grassland, but he was someone who dared to fight against a pack of wolves alone. Good guy, he shot away in one shot.
"Xie Chang, remember my words, stay in Changyang, use more methods, and provoke a war between Northern Chongqing and Western Shu as quickly as possible. If so, I will remember your great achievements, and in the future, you will be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister. No problem."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty..." Xie Chang breathed out. Keeping this prairie king in the mansion would be a disaster after all. Fortunately, he will leave soon.
Just as Xie Chang was thinking about opening his mouth to comfort him, at this moment, a general from the Xie family ran over in a hurry.
"Master, Your Majesty... King Beiyu has ordered people to lock down the city."
"What!" Xie Chang almost jumped, but couldn't help shouting, "I said before, don't, don't, don't scare the snake, don't scare the snake!"
"Shut up!" Hao Linzhan gritted his teeth. I was already extremely unhappy, and now, Xie Chang in front of me was jumping up and down again.
"King...if Changyang locks the city, we won't be able to get out."
"Don't be anxious." Hao Lianzhan raised his head, "I have always been confident that the King of Beiyu will simply stay after locking the city. There is a saying in the Central Plains that once you come, you can be in peace. It won't be a big deal. If you say you can't stay here, why not? He can plan something to provoke a war."
Chao Tu and Xie Chang looked at each other, and their expressions became extremely helpless.
"This time, I was careless." Hao Lianzhan's voice was filled with reluctance after all. No matter Xishu or Beiyu, he seemed to be untouchable.
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"I'm your mother, who wants to kill my young master!" Chang Wei's face was filled with anger as he rode on the horse. But while he was buying wine, his young master was targeted again.
Of course, if some people said it was Xi Shu's assassination, he naturally didn't believe it. The little boss in Xishu doesn't look like a traitor.
Following Chang Wei, the 3,000-person Huwei Camp was also full of anger and began to search for suspicious people along the way.
"General Chang, I suspect he is from Shu——"
At this moment, a young general from an aristocratic family who was accompanying the army began to speak in a cryptic manner. Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, he was slapped down by Chang Wei, causing him to fall off his horse and howl.
"You know what, no matter how hard the war goes, my boss will never assassinate the young master! If you care less, I will tear you apart!" Chang Wei tightened the reins and cursed loudly.
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At this time, Tsuneshiro stood outside the palace. After retreating to the left and right, he silently reached into his arms and took out a letter.
This letter was accidentally discovered behind Jin's back in Zhongyi Temple. More likely, someone was hiding there deliberately, waiting for him to find it.
There was almost no need to guess, Tsuneshiro knew who it was. His bad temper may have been exposed early on.
Picking up the paint, Tsuneshiro did not open the letter immediately. Instead, he rubbed his hand stained with wine several times on the sleeve of his robe, and then slowly opened it.
As he expected, this letter was written by an old friend.
After just waiting for it to finish, Tsuneshiro turned his back to the sky and exhaled silently.
He had an idea in his mind that he never told anyone. Not even Chang Wei.
It probably looked like this. Among the green mountains and green waters, he and Xiao Taotao were sitting on the ground, raising glasses and drinking together. Then, the familiar little boss would hold the wine pot and pull the feathers of the chicken that were neither east nor west. While smiling and toasting to both of them.
If the young master was taking his time pouring wine, he would turn around and reward him with a burst of chestnuts.
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If there had been no war...if there had been no war, having these two or three close friends in life would have no regrets.
