You can reach Qingyu Mountain by walking 60 miles to the northwest from Linqing County. This distance is really not worth mentioning for the horse households of Dongqing Prefecture who live on horseback all year round. They can easily finish it even with their eyes closed.

It's just that when we arrived today, the sun was bright and powerful, and on the way back, it was dark and dark, making people panic.

After the Xiwu cavalry chased Pei Yue away, Li Zijun found great difficulty in gathering the bandits. He didn't even take a second look at the heavily guarded Linqing County, and immediately returned to Qingyu Mountain dejectedly.

No matter how much he hates Pei Yue, he still knows it. Since the task of entangling the opponent has failed, following him will only bring humiliation to himself. The abilities of these bandits cannot pose a threat to Pei Yue. The only option is

Return to Qingyu Mountain immediately, maybe there will be another chance in the future.

After setting off, he discovered that the twenty Xiwu swordsmen had disappeared.

"What a bunch of fucking bastards!"

After staying in the Western Region for two years, Li Zijun was no longer the handsome young man who was famous in Kyoto. Especially during the three months in Guping Town, his personality almost completely changed and he became no different from a rude military man.

Those Xiwu swordsmen apparently took advantage of the chaos to join the cavalry, and then left without even saying hello.

Observing the bandits' team under the dim moonlight, Li Zijun's heart immediately went cold.

Excluding those who died on the battlefield and those who escaped by mistake, there are only more than 800 people left around him.

"Big boss, should we find a place to rest for a while?" A small boss came over and asked.

Li Zijun frowned and said, "It's only sixty miles away. Wouldn't it be more appropriate to go directly back to the mountains?"

The little leader looked troubled and said: "Brothers, we are really injured today. Many people are injured. Although sixty miles is not far away, if we jostle back on the horse, I am afraid the injuries will be aggravated. Moreover, we have been fighting hard for a day.

He didn't eat or drink water, and he really couldn't walk. That bullshit imperial envoy was driven around, and he might be dead by now. Those useless soldiers in Linqing City didn't dare to come out at all. There won't be anything here.

Danger."

These words made Li Zijun blush a little. What does it mean to fight hard? After being played like a monkey for a day, it's not much.

Fortunately, the night covered him a little. Looking back and forth, he saw that the team was indeed exhausted. At this time, they had walked almost half the distance. Thinking that the people in Laqing County did not have the courage to follow, Li Zijun said: "I remember that it is not far ahead.

Is there a village? Let everyone slow down and send a hundred people to go there first and kill them all, and the women will be rewarded to you."

The little leader was overjoyed and said with a flattering look on his face: "Thank you, big leader! Brothers, you really did not follow the wrong person!"

Li Zijun pretended to smile and waved his hand to signal him to leave.

Less than half an hour later, Li Zijun stood in front of the tallest and solid house in the village, frowning and said: "They ran pretty fast, consider them lucky."

The village was deserted, but judging from the conditions inside each house, they should have left not long ago.

This place is less than thirty miles away from Qingyu Mountain, so the villagers have obviously been prepared for it.

Li Zijun hurriedly arranged several sentries, and then occupied the largest house in the house with a few small leaders. After eating some dry food at will, he went to sleep in the master's bedroom.

Perhaps because he was too tired, he quickly fell asleep.

There is another world in dreams.

During the more than three months in Guping Town, he did not dare to sleep every night because he might encounter some unbearable atrocities. Even so, he could not escape the hands of those desperadoes. He could only find time to squint secretly during the day.

For a while, he would wake up from nightmares every time. After being rescued by Chen Xizhi's people, he only ate and slept every day. He obeyed Chen Xizhi's words and agreed to whatever the other party asked him to do.

When he came to Qingyu Mountain, he became the leader of more than two thousand horse bandits, and he really lived a very enjoyable time.

Li Zijun even felt that such a life was more wonderful than being a dandy in Kyoto.

He can easily decide a person's life or death, and every bandit is careful to flatter him.

With the assistance of the twenty swordsmen of Xiwu, he defeated the Lingzhou Guards of the Xiang Army three times. This was probably the most glorious moment in his life. His prestige among the horse bandits reached its peak, and everyone surrounded him in awe.

.Compared with it, the past stories in Kyoto were like children's play. He only felt that he was very childish, as if he had found the true meaning of life here.

There may have been one or two dazed moments when he thought of his family far away in Kyoto, but this emotion was soon forcibly expelled from his mind.

He not only hated Pei Yue, but also hated his grandfather Li Bingzhong. If the old man didn't just think about his official position, but tried to save him at all costs, wouldn't the Kaiping Emperor even give him this face?

Even if you can't impress the emperor by begging for bones, don't you still have a title? How can you be worthy of being a grandfather if you can't even bear these?

You didn't give up anything and made me become like this, a human being and a ghost.

Li Zijun curled his lips in his sleep.

He dreamed that he started from the Qingyu Mountain, and had more and more soldiers under his command, taking over the entire Lingzhou, and then fighting between Daliang and Xiwu, and finally having millions of soldiers to pacify the world.

Earth-shattering shouts of killing echoed in my ears.

The voice was so clear and real that Li Zijun in his dream gradually felt that it was both real and fake.

The shouts of killing gradually subsided, and then a cold voice came into his ears.

"Wake up."

Li Zijun can't even remember the voice of his grandfather Li Bingzhong clearly now, but he can't forget this voice no matter what. Almost as a conditioned reflex, he suddenly opened his eyes, and then saw a familiar figure sitting there under the dim candlelight.

Not far from the opposite side.

"Pei Yue!"

Li Zijun gritted his teeth and shouted angrily. He subconsciously wanted to grab the long sword placed by the window, but missed it.

The long sword is in Pei Yue's hand.

He looked at it carefully, then shook his head and said: "It's flashy, Lao Chen, I'm giving this sword to you, maybe you can sell it for a few bucks."

Chen Xianda, who was standing by the door, took it with a happy face, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Sir."

Pei Yue smiled softly, looked back at Li Zijun who was sitting on the bed with a ferocious expression, especially the criss-cross scars on his face, and sighed meaningfully: "It's almost dawn, how can you sleep?"

Li Zijun looked out the door.

Pei Yue shook his head and said: "Don't look at it. Half of your horse bandits were killed and half surrendered. No one ran away."

For some reason, Li Zijun suddenly calmed down, and he sneered: "You don't have to scare me, do you really dare to kill me? My grandfather is the Marquis of Fengcheng, the commander of the South Camp of the Beijing Army, and a trusted minister of His Majesty. I know that I

It's a capital crime, but you don't have the right to kill me."

Pei Yue said expressionlessly: "That's indeed what it sounds like."

Li Zijun got off the bed, put on his boots in an orderly manner, sat on the edge of the bed and said calmly: "Stop pretending. Do you think that at this point, I will still be afraid of death? But I will not die in your hands."

Pei Yue sighed softly and said rather boredly: "Li Zijun, were you beaten out of your mind by someone in Guping Town? I am an imperial envoy."

To execute an imperial prisoner who first absconded and then rebelled as an imperial envoy, not to mention that Li Pingzhong was only the commander-in-chief of the South Camp. Even if he was a Zuojunji, he would not be able to question Pei Yue. I am afraid we still have to expect him to say a few good words, otherwise the entire Li family will suffer.

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Li Zijun couldn't help but think of those things in the past. He suddenly rushed forward with red eyes, like a beast in desperate situation, roaring almost madly: "I will fight with you!"

Pei Yue stood up and raised the knife in his hand.

At dawn on June 25, the fifth year of Kaiping, Li Zijun, the eldest grandson of Fengcheng Marquis Li Bingzhong, died in a corner of Lingzhou that no one cared about.
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