After struggling for most of the night and still getting nothing, Orange State Chief Secretary Lan Tingyue was very angry!
After saying goodbye to Xiao Pu with a smile, he almost turned around and returned to the house temporarily requisitioned for the government soldiers to rest outside the post house. He cursed angrily in a low voice: "Bad Southern barbarians, they are used to killing people." ! The surrounding area has been searched, is there any evil person anywhere? It rained not long ago, and there is still some moisture on the ground. If someone is really walking, how come there is no footprint left? "
After a few words with the centurions below, Lan Tingyue took off his official robe and went to rest. He is the chief official of a state and does not do everything personally. He is rarely as busy as today and he is already exhausted.
After Lan Tingyue left, Xiao Pu called several attendants over.
"The people from Dahua have searched the surrounding area for us, but we still can't let down our guard. You should be smarter and beat the Dahua yamen on duty from time to time. It's too quiet. This is not like the behavior of the Jue people."
Obviously, this is a person who knows himself and his enemy and is always alert. His prudent temperament is also an important reason why he can stand out from hundreds of royal relatives in the Xian Ma Kingdom and win the emperor's trust.
Xian Ma leaned towards Dahua, which was something Jue Guo did not want to see, and Xiao Pu was certain that they would interfere with it. In the meantime, the best way would be to set up an ambush on the road to snipe and kill the special envoy and put the blame on Dahua's side, so that the alliance between the two countries would not be able to be formed, and instead the gap would lead to enmity.
Xiao Pu seemed to think so, and Duan Muyu had no reason not to think so.
Essentially, they are the same kind of people.
They all shoulder the great responsibility of the rise and fall of their country and the survival of their clan. They all have the ambition to help the world and open up new territories; they all have a ruthlessness of "to achieve the goal, use any means", and they all have a heart of "I will not go to hell." , who will go to hell?”
The few servants were all trained by Prince Pingkang from childhood. They were not only loyal, but also had extraordinary vision. They naturally understood what the young master meant and immediately took the order and went on their way. For them, this trip was both a supreme glory and a sea of swords and fire.
Before leaving the mansion, the soldiers all swore to heaven that even if one of them, one hundred and fifty, could breathe, they would bring the prince back to the palace safely.
The night was dark, the wind was blowing, and dogs were barking faintly in the distance.
... ...
Qu Bu Ming and Duan Li You have known each other for many years, and they are both close friends and fellow countrymen. Not to mention that they are both in foreign countries, so they should respect and help each other. However, after sneaking into the Ninth Hall, they put aside their old friendship and kept their names anonymous, pretending not to know each other. Especially after they were both promoted to the position of master, they criticized each other several times in front of Bodhicitta and exchanged cold words, giving people the illusion that they were at odds with each other.
"Brother Shu, it's going to be a fierce battle soon. Before we leave, why don't we have a few drinks?" Duan Liyou mentioned the wine jar under the desk and said with a clear smile.
After speaking, he took out two more high-waisted and wide-mouthed glasses and filled them with wine. The wine was dull and lifeless, obviously shallow and without any residual warmth.
The business has been discussed, and when the people below come to report, they will set off.
Taking the enemy's head among two thousand people is not something even Jiudian can do easily. Not to mention, the other party is the eldest son of a prince, and there are many elite experts in the family among his entourage.
In this battle, a small number defeats a large number. Even if great things can be accomplished, it will still be a life-and-death battle.
What's more, the two of them came out with more than 300 dead soldiers from the Nine Halls, so they couldn't keep it secret for long. When things fail, that is when they die. Those who betray the Nine Halls will never survive.
Oh, there is only one living survivor, and that is Hen Hongchen, who is rushing to Hanzhou.
"Haha, except for you, who in the world knows me, Shu Qinglu!" Qu Buming said with a smile, "Come on, life or death is unpredictable tonight, you and I can just have some fun and have a few drinks!"
Indeed, few people in the world know that Qu Buming’s real name is Shu Qinglu. After he said those words, he hurriedly reached out to take the wine glass, saluted Duan Liyou, and drank it all in one gulp.
As soon as the wine went down his throat, he shed a tear.
Duan Liyou took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, smiled, and finished the other glass of wine on the table.
When the cup is empty, it will be full again.
On weekdays, his smile is always cold and strange, and paired with that handsome face, it makes people inevitably wary. And that smile just now, although it had a stronger meaning of helplessness, it also clearly showed a sense of freedom and openness, which was the masculinity that had never appeared in Duanliyou.
"Han Mo, I've suffered so much for you these years!" Qu Buwei shook his head and sighed.
He didn't wipe away the tears on his eyes and face, but kept shaking his head. He didn't know whether the "suffering for you" he meant was Duan Liyou or himself.
"Haha, I'm alone in my family. What's the point of suffering if I don't have to live alone? As for you, considering the time, the two children at home must have reached the age of marriage?" Duanliyou said with a smile, "Everything can be done here. , you can go back and hug your grandchildren!"
This is the last mission for the two of them in Dahua.
If you can live, you will regain your life!
"When I left home, the boy was fourteen years old and the girl was eleven years old. If they were not sick or in trouble, they would have gotten married and had children long ago!" Qu Buming said with a grin, and two more lines of tears were squeezed out of his eyes. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes covered his face.
It’s been eleven years since we last parted!
He said goodbye to his mother-in-law and children. In the past eleven years, he has never set foot in Jue country or seen them once. Over the years, his family did not know where he had gone, or even whether he was dead or alive. How could he have any news about his family?
"Mother, don't blame me... Baby, don't blame dad..."
Laughing, he was clearly laughing. However, his smile clearly made him cry.
I cried with a smile, and I cried with a smile.
Stay alive... you can go back alive.
Three hundred people went to sneak attack the special envoy under the protection of more than 2,000 people. This was a matter of near death, almost no chance of death. Even if he succeeds by luck, he will definitely be pursued and killed by the Dahua court.
There are also nine halls...
And Xian Ma...
Regardless of success or failure tonight, they are at the end of their rope and have half their foot in the coffin.
"Come on, stop talking and drink!"
After a crisp impact, the two looked at each other, smiled, and drank from the cups. Whether they live or die tonight, they have been looking forward to this day.
It's good to have a glimmer of hope, but even if you know you're going to die, it's still a relief.
With such a heavy responsibility on their shoulders, they were under pressure that ordinary people could never imagine. Except for the success of their great cause, only death could completely liberate their bodies and minds.
It's all tonight.
"Come on, do it!"
"Fill it up and do it!"
... ...
Although the wine was cold, it did not dampen my spirits.
When the time comes, I will never regret it.
A few glasses of cold wine will not strengthen your courage. Why should you be afraid of dying in the service of your motherland?
A figure approached outside the door. It was a message.
Shu Qinglu and Han Mo bowed to each other and walked out of the room side by side.
