The Northern Expedition means that the Yan State's army will once again cross the Hanshui River and set foot on the land north of the bank.
This means that the mystery that Yanmen Hou could not escape in seclusion will soon be revealed.
This means that the anger that Yun Que has buried deep in his heart for five years will finally be vented!
"Northern Expedition..."
Yun Que didn't realize that his palm had been pricked by the shards of the wine glass. He said dreamily: "I have finally waited for this day, Grandpa Lan. On the occasion of the Northern Expedition, I am willing to be a pioneer officer!"
Lan Yu took out the medicine to bandage Yun Que's wound, and said lovingly: "Don't worry, Mr. Yun, there will definitely be a place for you in the Northern Expedition army!"
Lan Yusheng said excitedly: "Seeing that autumn is here, there are still two or three months before the end of the year. I have to recover from my injuries quickly and fight in the North with my grandfather!"
"Okay!" Lan Yu patted the shoulders of the two young men and said with emotion: "Go all! Go! The three of us, grandfather and grandson, will go on an expedition together. If we don't avenge blood, we will never return until we die!"
"I will never return until I die!!!"
Yun Que and Lan Yusheng shouted in unison.
Their fathers both died in the war five years ago, under the iron hooves of the barbarians. How could they not avenge the blood feud.
Especially Yun Que,
Not only does he want to take revenge, but he also wants to solve the mystery of Hanshui City, wash away the humiliation of his father, and seek justice.
After calming down, Yun Que thought about the price of the Northern Expedition.
He looked at Duke Yu and said, "Grandpa Lan has agreed to assist the emperor in forging the Emperor's Sword?"
Lan Yu nodded and sighed softly.
This was a deal between him and the emperor. He was responsible for assisting in forging swords, and only then did the emperor agree to the Northern Expedition.
"Forging swords... Grandpa wants to help the emperor forge the Emperor's Sword!" Lan Yusheng was shocked and said: "The Emperor's Sword has killed countless people. If Grandpa helps the emperor to make swords, wouldn't his reputation be ruined for the rest of his life!"
Lan Yusheng did not know about the civil and military agreement between the Duke of Yu and the chief minister of the dynasty. He could not imagine the infamy that his grandfather would bear.
"What's the use of fame!"
Lan Yu held the strong drink, looked at the northern sky, and said:
"I plan to bury this old bone on the north bank of the Hanshui River. The tombstone will be made of good bluestone and made into a spire. It will be buried deep in the ground with the tip facing the north. Even if I die, I will make a smelly and hard stone.
, even if you can’t kill the barbarians, you can even trip them up! It feels so good just thinking about it, haha!”
Death becomes a stone and stumbles the feet of the enemy.
It sounds like a joke, but it makes people awe-inspiring.
The old man has already made his ambition clear.
Ming's will to die!
The sky was getting brighter, and a ray of morning glow from the east spread across the sky, dispersing the night and brightening the world.
After dawn, Yun Que prepared to say goodbye.
Just as I was about to get up, someone came outside the door to report a message.
It's someone from the Ministry of Punishment, bringing a piece of news.
Mu Wan, who was imprisoned in the sky prison, died suddenly last night.
Duke Yu's spies were all over the imperial city, and there were naturally many of them in the prison. However, Mu Wan's death was so sudden and unexpected that no one left any clues.
In the end, it can only be treated as a sudden death from illness.
Mu Wan is related to the barbarians, and many clues about the barbarians can be obtained from his mouth. With his death, many clues will be completely buried.
Death without evidence.
"Grandpa Lan, there were people from Piaomiao Pavilion guarding the mine outside the mine at that time. The leader was Iron Hand."
Yun Que told Lan Yu what happened outside the Mujia mine.
"Could it be that the Imperial Master is secretly colluding with the barbarians?"
Yun Que expressed his guess, which was just suspicion without any evidence.
Lan Yu pondered for a long time and said doubtfully: "Wei Mocheng is secretive in his actions, and the Emperor's Sword is the result of his strong support. He is suspected of helping the tyrants to commit evil, but he has no reason to collude with the barbarians. He is already a national teacher, and he is under one person."
There are more than ten thousand people, and the barbarians occupy Dayan, what good can it do to them?"
Lan Yu's speculation is not unreasonable.
The Imperial Preceptor was already a highly respected minister and held great power, and the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty were afraid of giving in to him. If he was not satisfied with his status, the only option left was to seek to usurp the throne and ascend the throne himself as the emperor.
Lan Yu couldn't figure out Wei Mocheng's motive for colluding with the barbarians.
As an outsider, even if the barbarians conquer the land of Dayan, they cannot let Wei Mocheng be their barbarian king.
Yun Que was also very puzzled by this.
Unfortunately, there is no further evidence or clues to prove that the national master is related to the barbarians.
After leaving the Duke's Mansion, Yun Que couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.
The Northern Expedition is a foregone conclusion, and the war between the Yan Kingdom and the barbarians is about to break out. He must improve his cultivation as soon as possible.
In a battle involving thousands of troops, a single practitioner cannot gain any benefit.
The power of artillery is by no means trivial.
With the power of hundreds of artillery fire, the Danjie monks had to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
There are many practitioners in the army, especially in large-scale wars between two countries, which can be called Shura Fields.
Only by doing your best to improve your cultivation can you kill more enemies in war and live longer.
It's daybreak.
Yun Que had breakfast on the street and went straight to Changliu Neighborhood Market.
Get ready to get the defensive inner armor.
From the clues revealed by Yu Qingfu, he learned that the rich man was a woman, and that Si Ruonan was in urgent need of Sophora Crystal. As a result, Yun Que had no choice but to doubt the true identity of the weapon refiner.
While retrieving the inner armor this time, Yun Que planned to take the opportunity to test it out.
Let’s see if Si Ruonan is a ‘rich man’ who is respected as a VIP in all major stores.
Along the way, Yun Que prepared several test plans. After entering the weapon refining shop, he became calm and uncertain.
It's just that there's no one in the store.
The courtyard was empty, and there was no sign of Si Ruonan.
Not at home?
Walking into the courtyard, a cold and cold atmosphere hit my face.
The temperature of the weapon refining shop is obviously much lower than outside, giving people a cold feeling.
Other than that, nothing unusual.
Yun Que thought it was because Si Ruonan had refined some special magic weapon. After all, the magic weapons here were all kinds of strange, with all kinds of shapes, and naturally had a variety of effects.
Some magic weapons are inherently hot and can contain the power of fire, while others are cold and have the miraculous effect of emitting ice and snow.
Yun Que stood in the big room, looking at the rows of magic instruments on the wooden frame.
After waiting for a long time, Si Ruonan still didn't come back.
After looking at all the magic weapons in the room, there was still no sign of Si Ruonan.
"Senior Si! Are you at home?"
Yun Que walked out of the door and shouted a few words in the yard.
No one spoke.
Where did it go?
If no one is around, you can just leave all the magical artifacts in the room without fear of losing them?
Something's wrong...
Yun Que noticed something unusual.
There are indeed a dazzling array of magical instruments in the house, and there are three magical instruments with a cold aura.
But the coldness of the magic weapon is completely different from the coldness in the small courtyard.
The magic weapon radiated something cold, like ice and snow, and the aura that shrouded the courtyard contained an uncomfortable chill in the cold.
"Ghost spirit!"
Yun Que's pupils shrank.
The coldness in the small courtyard was similar to that of the ghost that lived on his shoulder.
Thinking of the black-faced doll Luo Xiaoyu had seen before, Yun Que suddenly turned his head and looked towards the backyard.
Yun Que guessed Si Ruonan's whereabouts.
In the backyard, that mysterious woodshed!
The last time I came here, Si Ruonan appeared in the woodshed, and his expression was very strange at that time. I don't know what he was tinkering with inside.
I've been calling for a long time today but I haven't seen anyone. Could something have happened?
With doubts, Yun Que came to the backyard.
The wooden door of the woodshed was closed tightly, and there was no sound inside, but the coldness here was heavier than anywhere else.
"Senior Si, are you in there?"
Yun Que stood at the door and asked.
No one answered, it was eerily quiet.
After waiting for a while, Yun Que reached out and pushed towards the wooden door, and at the same time activated the alien sword spirit.
Crunch…
The wooden door slowly opened.
It was pitch black inside.
As Yun Que stepped forward, a pair of blood-red eyes lit up in the deepest darkness.