Lord Xu used to be like everyone else, before coming, he had an irrational trust in Anding Hou who represented the Xuan Iron Camp, as if he could go to the dragon and tiger den as long as there was Gu Yun, and he would carry it when the sky fell... Of course, this trust has been shattered now.

Deputy Inspector Xu's face was ashen, and he asked with the last glimmer of hope: "Master... Is it because you were intentional to cross the river this time?"

"How is that possible?" Gu Yun glanced at him for no reason, "Oh, I've told Feng Hangong a long time ago that this thing is definitely not reliable. Xuanying can fly fast because he can rely on human control when he gets such a big piece of stuff, and it's okay if he's calm. He has to stop when encountering some wind and rain. Isn't he going to the battlefield to deliver vegetables to people - you see, he's really done it."

Ge Chen was so angry that he was crying, and said in tears: "The official... I will definitely tell you to Fenghan Gong when I go back."

Xu Ling's gallbladder was almost broken, and he couldn't do it as optimistic as Ge Lingshu. He felt that he might not be able to go back.

Fortunately, there was someone who could speak humanly. Chang Geng turned his head and smiled at Deputy Envoy Xu, "Don't listen to him, scare you. This place is flat and there is no sight of the garrison camp wherever you look. It means that the enemy vanguard is not nearby at all. Tonight, there is a thunderstorm again, and the explosion and thunder are mixed together. He has already planned that he will not attract a large number of enemy troops. At most, the alert patrol soldiers will come and take a look."

Gu Yun smiled evilly.

Xu Ling looked at Prince Yan with tears in his eyes. Not to mention anything else, he was impressed by Prince Yan's mind and courage that remained unchanged in the face of danger. He said sincerely: "The prince is wise."

"What's wise?" Chang Geng waved his hand, "he has been fooled by him in such a big way since he was a child, and he has all the experience."

Xu Ling: “…”

For some reason, he felt that Yan Wang mentioned Gu Yun’s intimacy in his few words.

It was not very pleasant to lie in the weeds on a rainy night. Fortunately, the Western patrol soldiers came quickly. In just a moment, someone cursed and said Fanbang's words. The sound of horse hooves came slightly trembling from the ground. Gu Yun, who was still smiling just now, suddenly frowned and whispered: "Strange."

Xu Ling was afraid of his shock and asked, "Gu Shuai, what's strange?"

"There are people coming...three, four, five... why are there so many people?" Yan Wang on the side lowered his voice, "It's too sarcastic for Westerners to patrol?"

"I don't know," Gu Yun shook his head, "Do it first and then talk about it - will anyone know their rumbling Fanbang words?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Wang. Chang Geng and the twenty or so guards who looked hungry on each other for a moment: "What do you think of me?"

Ge Chen said in shock: "Your Majesty can't speak Fanbian, either?"

Chang Geng was puzzled: "...I can speak a few Suzhou slang, but when will I pass the Fanbang dialect?"

It turns out that over the past year, people may think that he is unpredictable, or they may think that he is a capable person, and they always think that no matter what he encounters, he should have a way and know a little.

At this moment, Deputy Envoy Xu on the side suddenly said, "The lower official actually knows a little."

Just now, his eyes staring at Yan Wang changed collectively - and he also added Yan Wang's own share.

Xu Ling coughed dryly, and said, "I will not hide it from the prince. When the prince and Gu Shuai were guarding the city gates of the capital, all officials followed the emperor to the city gates, and the officials also joined in it. He was inspired by the 's uselessness. However, he had not learned the six arts and was unable to kill the enemy. So he thought of making up his mind to learn the national language. If he fought again in the future, he could not get into the steel armor. If he could follow the generals and be a errand to learn the language, it would be worthwhile to have a seven-foot body in this life."

The last sentence is almost sonorous. In fact, among the people in this group, except for Deputy Envoy Xu, they are either old martial arts, black iron crows, traitors, cunning, cunning, and cunning. They can kill people with great speed. They will be thrilling all the way. If it were others, they would have collapsed long ago. It is difficult for Lord Xu to be a weak , with the intention of establishing a life for the people, so they gritted their teeth and took it all the way.

The wind and rain are like darkness, and there is a in the world.

Even Gu Yun rubbed his chin, and was embarrassed to tease him again.

"I'm going to bother Lord Xu later," Gu Yun's joking eyes darkened, and there seemed to be a cold iron light in his eyes, "Here is here!"

As he said that, a team of Western patrol soldiers wearing light armor came to his sight. One of them came out, circled around the fire that had not been extinguished for a while and said something in a gurgling manner.

Xu Ling whispered: "He said, 'It rained so heavily, it shouldn't have caught fire without cause. There are no outsiders in this area, what happened.'"

What does "no outsiders in this area" mean?

Gu Yun turned his head just now, and another foreign soldier picked up a burnt wreckage from the ground, held it in his hand and opened it for a moment. Suddenly he jumped three feet high and said something again.

Xu Ling hurriedly said: "He said 'There is the logo of the Daliang Renjun factory on it, and the Daliang spies have sneaked in' - Gu Shuai, they are starting to be nervous. Have we been discovered?"

Wood can burn, but stone and iron sheets cannot. I think it is because of the mark of Lingshuyuan that people have recognized it.

Xu Ling: "Ship Gu, I'm afraid these barbarians will give warnings..."

Gu Yun pressed one hand on the cutting blade at his waist, turned his head and glanced at Chang Geng. Chang Geng calmly took out a thousand-mile eye that could be clamped on the bridge of his nose. He gently touched the water droplets on the lens with his fingers, and slightly plucked the bowstring, as if he had turned his ears to determine whether it was damp. Then, under Xu Ling's dumbfounded gaze, he slowly pulled the bowstring away.

Gu Yun waved his hand and more than twenty Xuantie Camp guards quickly passed through the weeds.

A Western patrolman untied a trombone like a cow horn from his waist, took a deep breath, and was about to come to his mouth to sound a warning, an iron arrow suddenly broke through the air, piercing his left ear without any fault, and shot the man's head into a rotten watermelon with red and white on the spot.

The brain sprayed his accomplices. The next moment, several black shadows suddenly rose up and rushed to the Western soldiers who were unable to react like thunder. The cutting blade made small shattering sounds in the air, like cutting melons and vegetables. In a blink of an eye, a few heads fell to the ground, leaving the only one who had not yet dismounted. He raised his hands tremblingly and looked at the killer who suddenly emerged from the weeds in horror.

It was not until then that Xu Ling took out a breath and finished his words blankly: "...recruiting accomplices."

Gu Yun patted his shoulder and replied sincerely: "I can't call him now - strip him naked and tie him up and take him away. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, so retreat first!"

Hearing this, the two Xuan Tie Guards held the Western soldiers hostage very barely, peeled off their armor and searched them like garlic, and cleaned them. Then they tied the Western soldiers who were as white as chopping chickens into a group of pork to be slaughtered, stuffed their mouths and took them away.

"I see there is a small village over there, and I borrow a place to examine it." Chang Geng said as he walked, "Generally, those who can run away during the war will run away. There may only be some old, weak, sick and disabled people in the family, and nine out of ten households will be empty. After meeting people, I happened to ask the locals what the situation was in the land of the fallen place. But I had to ask Lord Xu to go first. The brothers of Xuantie Camp are always murderous intent without speaking. Don't let them scare the people."

Xu Ling hurriedly said, "Yes, the subordinates obey the order."

As he said that, he secretly looked at Chang Geng. King Yan was already soaked in the rain. A strand of hair fell from his temples, dripping with water. He was clearly walking in the deserted mud pond with deep feet and shallow feet. The expression on his face seemed to be unchanged and disregarded. He was carrying his bowstring that was shocking as soon as he pulled it open.

Chang Geng looked up accidentally and happened to meet Xu Ling's gaze, so he asked with a pleasant look: "What do Lord Xu want to say to me?"

Xu Ling's face changed a few times, and finally swallowed the words pouring into his mouth, and shook his head politely.

The group walked into the village and saw that the village was like a ghost village, quiet. Apart from the sound of wind and rain and their respective footsteps, there was nothing to do. A bunch of broken wood doors were half open and half closed. The weeds in the yard grew half high, and the walls were all broken. There was a child's bean green belly band hanging at the door of a family. The mud was dripping, and it turned into a piece of rag.

The most spacious one in the village is the ancestral hall, which can be seen from a distance and can be found by outsiders.

Ge Chen took out a stick of small fire size from his arms. After unscrewing the lid, a faint light shot out from inside. The bricks and tiles on the top of the ancestral hall were no longer complete. It was raining heavily outside and it was drizzling inside. The tables, chairs and benches in the house were falling down, and it was broken. Only a few pieces of rags left behind in the corner of the wall were printed with plain prints of Jiangnan, and it still vaguely condensed the prosperity of the three autumn osmanthus in the old days.

Xu Ling looked around the inside and outside of the ancestral hall and asked, "It seems that no one, Gu Shuai, won't all the locals run away, right?"

Gu Yun also frowned slightly, and attracted several guards to search around, leaned over and picked up the printed cloth in the corner of the wall.

"The last time I went to Jiangnan, it was spring and flowers blooming." Gu Yun said, "The flowers are clustered with warm winds, and even the rebellion is not slow. I have to make some merchant ships filled with fragrant dew and secretly transport purple gold..."

Before he finished speaking, a personal soldier rushed in: "Master, please take a look. There is a backyard in the backyard...

Gu Yun raised his eyebrows: "What's there?"

The personal soldier's expression flashed for a moment, avoiding Gu Yun's eyes, and said with difficulty: "...the villagers."

The small village in the south of the Yangtze River is winding and graceful. There is a small river in the village. The houses on both sides live along the streams, and the gurgles are not divided into north and south, and now they are all destroyed. The four stone plaques of "Loyalty, Filial Piety, and righteousness" at the entrance of the ancestral hall have been broken in half, and rotten stones roll into the pile of weeds. Xu Ling kicked something at his feet. When he looked down, he almost jumped up - it turned out to be a dead bone.

Xu Ling: "This...this..."

While speaking, King Yan had already taken the lead in the backyard of the ancestral hall. The tablets of the true ancestors were scattered everywhere in the entire courtyard, and the collapsed ruins of gods and Buddhas were covered with dust. On the black stone slabs, countless corpses with separate bodies and heads were neatly arranged. Men, women, old and young couldn't figure it out, but spider webs were already everywhere on the black bones.

Xu Ling gasped and unconsciously grabbed the door frame.

"This place is connected," Chang Geng said in a low voice after he was silent for a long time, "There are outer seas and canals in the north and south, and the east and west official roads can go to the south and north. There are endless streams here. There are many plains. Foreign races forcefully occupy it. After a long time, it will be unsustainable. Our people will easily get in. I think they... have to do a thorough cleaning."

Xu Ling asked blankly: "What do you mean by thoroughness?"

"Send Chongjia torture the village," Changgeng whispered, "Draw a circle, drive the people in this circle together, clean them up, and don't let people in, and then just send people to seize the entrances and exits of several major official roads, so that thousands of Xuantie Camps would intervene into the southwest under the pretext of escort merchants - now I finally understand why there are only a few soldiers patrolling the defense just now."

"...Because this place is simply an unmanned land." Chang Geng suddenly attacked while speaking, kicking the Western prisoner's stomach. The prisoner's intestines were so hungry that he couldn't kick it out even if he could scream, so he had to hum sadly on the ground like a pig.

Gu Yun took the illuminated thing from Ge Chen's hand and illuminated a scattered wood with a line of handwriting carved from his nails -

A personal soldier asked, "Master, what is that?"

Gu Yun's throat moved slightly: "...The remaining people's tears were gone, Hu Du... There were only half of the words "li"."

There was a bone under the big wooden pillar, which had rotted into a ball, with white bone spots, which was terrifying. Only a index finger, which was eaten by insects and ants, was still pointing at the ball of handwriting.

It seemed that he was still silently asking: "The land of fish and rice is full of ghost fire, where is the iron cavalry of the King's Army?"

After being in the rain all night, it was not until this time that the chill finally soaked out from his bones.

The four words "The Fall of Jiangnan" have never been grounded through the back of paper, and the entire ancestral hall was silent for a moment.

It took me a long time before Chang Geng gently pushed Gu Yun: "Stop looking, Zixi, there are so many dreams in the night. Let's leave this first. It's important to get along with Lao Zhong."

Gu Yun's fingertips were tense tightly, and he heard the sound and straightened his waist. Somehow, his eyes turned black and he staggered for half a step before he stood firm. Chang Geng was startled and held his elbow: "What's wrong?"

Gu Yun felt a little stuffy in his chest, and a feeling of physical weakness that had not been felt for many years arises naturally. For a moment, he felt a sense of indescribable weakness in a daze. Since he was injured in Xiguan, whether he quit drinking or reduced medicine, he could not stop his body from falling, as if he had been owed the debts he had previously owed to him.

Now facing the questioning of a skeleton, he was speechless, and even felt a little nervous and weak in his heart. Gu Yun thought: "When will I take back Jiangnan? Is it still... enough?"

However, Gu Yun's many doubts and worries arose for only a moment, and he turned his face and forced him to suppress it - at least to outsiders, he has returned to normal.

"It's okay," Gu Yun turned his head and glanced at Chang Geng, pulled his elbow out of Chang Geng's palm, and said to Xu Ling as if nothing had happened, "Sir Xu, ask where the white-haired monkey and their nest are, how many people, how many armors are there, and where the steel armor is hidden? Without asking once, just cut one of his fingers, roast them and give him a tooth sacrifice."

It is said that many Western soldiers bought them for money and have no moral integrity to be fearless. Gu Yun was so scared that he didn't have time to use many tricks. As soon as his personal guards lit the wind-cutting blade, he would do anything.

As Chang Geng said, they cleared a large plain by the river into an unmanned area, leaving only one guard in each area, and there were only a dozen people in one guard post, most of which were cavalry.

"A part of the large army is a vanguard, confronting General Zhong and the others, part of it..." Xu Ling pursed his lips with difficulty and translated, "... plundered everywhere, forcing prisoners to be miners for them and slaves, and transported the robbed things back to their country, blocking the mouths that wanted the pope to step down."

At this time, the sudden rain had stopped, the thick clouds suddenly opened, revealing a little thin moonlight. Looking from afar, the place where you look was full of desolate smoke, and the fields of farming puppets were busy, and the grand scene of farmers drinking tea to discuss the country is hard to appear again.

Xu Ling whispered: "Xiaguan thought the refugees in Jiangbei were in great difficulty, but they still had a straw shack to block the rain, and there were two bowls of porridge to receive all day long..."

Chang Geng: "It's useless to say more. Let's go and let the foreign dog lead the way to their post."

The two personal guards of the Xuantie Camp immediately raised the Western soldiers.

"Your Highness King Yan!" Xu Ling took a few steps and called out to Chang Geng, "When will I fight with Western Dogs?"

Chang Geng replied without looking back: "If we can successfully settle the refugees in Jiangbei, God will keep the natural disasters and rest for one or two years, and survive until the eighteen armies are exhausted and food are exhausted, and the purple and gold flowing channel in northern Xinjiang is reopened. I don't believe we can't do anything to these Western dogs!"

But now the court is in chaos and difficult steps, and thousands of refugees are still displaced. What to talk about rest and recuperation and unanimous external relations?

Xu Ling took a deep breath, his eyes turned red, caught up with the footsteps of Yan Wang, and said in his ears: "Your Majesty knows that you have made too much reform in the court before. Someone has long regarded you as a thorn in your eyes... Not to mention anything else, but if Yang Ronggui is really greedy for investigation, he will definitely receive news in the past few days. If he is burning his boats, he can exchange all the gold, silver and finances in the mansion for beacon tickets. Just say that you, in order to forcibly implement beacon tickets, give local officials all the unsuccessful indicators. They have to be corrupt and abuse the law. The Inspectorate and the Censorate will inevitably be moved to attack them - what should you do then?"

Chang Geng smiled as if nothing had happened: "If someone could take over this chaos, recover Jiangnan, and stabilize the world, what would happen if I packed my luggage and got out? Lord Xu, what I did was not for myself, nor for those people to say good to me - who would want to participate, I asked myself that I am worthy of my conscience. Whether I slept in the Military Affairs Office in the middle of the night or in the Tianzhuo Prison, no ancestors came out to slap me in the face, others..."

He stopped talking, and the young and handsome face seemed to have a sarcastic smile flashed by. Xu Ling seemed to see the loneliness and helplessness surrounding the Yanwang. His heart was shocked, and his face was burning with a burning pain.

It was not once that the Censorate was slapped in the face by King Yan in public. I long wish I could catch a handle and bit the Yan Wang Party.

The Inspectorate is a gathering place for the "clear stream" in the court - they are like Xu Ling, who are unwilling to cling to the powerful and noble, nor do they want to join the merchants and slandering people. They claim to be loyal to the king and regard what King Yan does as a drinking poison to quench thirst. In addition, rumors spread everywhere, they always think that King Yan is a powerful traitor who is cunning and deep and plays the emperor with applause.

This time, Xu Ling followed King Yan to investigate corrupt officials. On the one hand, it is more important that while the aristocratic family and the upstarts fight, the two houses have already planned to join forces to join the culprit. Xu Ling's purpose here is not simple, even if the Emperor Long'an is worried about King Yan Li Min, it is also the handle of the two houses to seize the unjust intention of King Yan.

Some people are working hard for the devastation in the south and north of the Yangtze River, even if the methods are a little more intense - but they are waiting in the court to take the wrong steps. Who is causing harm to the country and the people?

Xu Ling couldn't help but swallowed a little more: "Prince..."

Chang Geng raised his eyebrows slightly and said in confusion: "What's wrong with Lord Xu?"

Xu Ling couldn't speak for a moment.

Gu Yun led the way forward without saying a word. Xu Ling, the , whispered by himself, actually, with Gu Shuai's ears when he was not deaf, he could hear a word of the word in the wind.
Chapter completed!