In the autumn, Ningxing City becomes a bit more lazy. Pedestrians are lazy and businessmen are also lazy.
As for chilling, the temperature in the north has always been lower than in the south. Coupled with the strong wind, leaves began to fall in the city at the end of summer.
Therefore, the killings are coming to an end.
Yang Xuan suddenly looked to the right.
The big man was tall and strong, and he threw the iron awl in his hand with all his strength. The corner of his eye actually cracked and blood flowed down.
Tiezhu took action, and the shouts followed.
"ha!"
call!
The iron cone roared and passed by like lightning.
In an instant, he was at Yang Xuan's side.
Tu Chang's expression changed, and the spear in his hand stabbed out like lightning, "Second brother!"
"exist!"
Wang Laoer flew away from his horse and drew his horizontal sword in mid-air.
The old thief rushed over and shouted: "Be alert!"
The pedestrians on the street slowly looked this way at this moment.
Some people's expressions changed dramatically.
The third prince's entourage reacted a moment too slowly, with a smile still on his face. He was attracted by the sound of breaking through the air and asked: "What is it?"
He turned around and saw Yang Xuan looking indifferently at the window on the right.
The iron cone roared in.
Yang Xuan leaned back.
The iron cone flew past his eyes, and the strong wind blew his hair violently to the left.
Just as he dodged the iron cone, Tu Shang turned his spear and shouted: "Shield!"
Tiezui rushed over. On the left, a customer was bargaining with a businessman. The two were arguing and their faces were red.
Boom!
The iron awl hit the guest's shoulder, and with the sound of fracture, it continued unabated and hit the businessman's head directly.
puff!
Red and white flying!
The guy who was carrying the goods saw it and opened his mouth...
"ah!"
Amidst the screams, Wang Laoer had already rushed through the window.
"kill!"
The big man almost used up all his inner breath with that throw. When facing Wang Laoer, he shouted: "Do it!"
The man standing in the shadows rushed out.
Wang Laoer didn't dodge, the big man's expression changed drastically, "You!"
The head flew up, and Wang Laoer grabbed his bun as a habit, and then his body fell suddenly. With a pop, he stepped on the floor and fell down.
The man on the side missed his attack. Just as he was about to escape, his figure flashed through the hole in the floor.
Wang Laoer is back again.
Clang clang clang!
Three swords!
The man watched in despair as the knife passed by.
One last thought...
Why does this person always like Xiaoshou?
Only then did the pedestrians on the street react.
"Killed!"
Pedestrians were running around in confusion.
Liang Jing kept trembling, "I shouldn't die, I shouldn't die!"
"I'm not here for you." Yang Xuan dispelled Liang Jing's worries with one sentence.
yes!
Liang Jing asked: "Why do you want to assassinate you? Is that man who is a fox jealous?"
"Eat your sister!" Yang Xuan finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Liang Jing said quietly: "Yeye's sister is the empress."
grass!
Yang Xuan cursed, but Liang Jing didn't pursue it.
The two of them were using this method to release tension at the moment.
On the streets of a foreign country, he was suddenly assassinated.
Being in an isolated and helpless situation would make anyone nervous.
More than ten people rushed this way.
Tu Shang didn't look back, "Lang Jun!"
"If you don't retreat even after ten steps, kill him!" Yang Xuan said coldly.
"Stop!" Uda shouted sharply.
One person stops.
The others continued to rush in.
Wang Laoer appeared at the window, and he saw the flash of metal from a high position.
"Langjun, be careful!"
More than ten people stopped abruptly.
The man behind actually had a bow and arrow in his hand.
"Left side!"
someone exclaimed.
On the left, several big men were looking up, holding spears in their hands.
The sharp spear head sparkled in the autumn sun.
Yang Xuan calmed down at this moment, "Do it!"
Arrows flew.
Yang Xuan did not move, but stared behind the dozen or so big men.
There, a man and a woman were walking leisurely.
The arrow flew towards him, and the old thief let out a long roar and waved his sword in front of Yang Xuan.
The arrow was chopped off.
Throw the gun from the left and fly.
aggressive.
Tu Shang moved his spear.
Clang clang clang!
The spear was thrown away.
At this moment, the man and woman flew over.
The woman is in front, the man is in the back.
Tu Shang had time to come back for help.
At this moment, the man slapped the woman on the back, and the woman's speed suddenly increased.
In an instant, he arrived in front of Yang Xuan.
A sword!
The sword wind is fierce.
Keep moving forward!
Yang Xuan, who had not moved yet, raised his sword.
clang!
The long sword was picked up, and a long knife appeared silently from behind the woman.
Yang Xuan shouted loudly and leaned back.
The long sword then fell again.
Yang Xuan could not avoid it.
The old thief who was fighting with the dozen or so people and had no time to come back for help said with eyes split open, "Slaughter the Duke!"
Tu Shang's spear will be withdrawn.
call!
Something passed over his head.
Snap!
The thing was swollen and hit the woman's face.
Huo Ran is a human head.
The woman's reaction was a little slower.
Just this moment was enough for Yang Xuan to fight back.
The horizontal knife was raised from below and passed over the woman's chest and abdomen.
call!
Something flew over Tu Shang's head again.
Tu Shang resisted the urge to shoot this man down.
Wang Laoer has arrived.
Blocked another sneak attack from the man with a knife.
The woman screamed and threw the long sword in her hand.
Caught off guard, Yang Xuan leaned back again.
Only now did Tu Shang's spear pierce the man's chest.
The long sword passed over Yang Xuan's face, and he felt a sharp edge. After sitting up, he touched his cheek.
There is an opening, very shallow.
Fortunately, the appearance was not disfigured.
The woman covered her chest and abdomen with her hands and backed away. The man was shot away and his body fell to the ground. The woman just arrived and helped him.
As soon as the woman's hand was released, her internal organs flowed out from the opening in her chest and abdomen.
She looked pale and said, "Husband."
The man was dying. "The calculation was wrong, and the good hands around him were too sharp."
"It's okay to die together." The woman couldn't bear it anymore and raised her head, "I beg you and I to be buried together..."
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at them, "Second child."
Wang Laoer flew over.
The horizontal knife flashes continuously.
Two heads fell to the ground.
Corpses were everywhere on the street. The third prince's entourage only woke up at this moment and said tremblingly: "It has nothing to do with the king!"
Yang Xuan's face was cold, and his cold back was gradually getting warmer at this moment, "Then, tell me, who did this?" Gu Yan
He has no enemies in Ningxing, so who would set up such a large formation to assassinate him?
The attendant looked pale and said, "I will go and report this to the king!"
After something like this happened, Yang Xuan would naturally not attend any poetry gatherings again.
But Yang Xuan said: "Lead the way."
Follower: "..."
Liang Jing looked ahead, always feeling that there were dangers on both sides of this street, "Zitai."
Yang Xuan put the horizontal sword into the scabbard, "I am the governor of Chenzhou, and I have been thinking about when I can come to Ningxing. I thought it would be the day when the army comes to the city. I didn't expect that by chance, I would come here. But it seems
, Ning Xing does not welcome me."
The attendant smiled apologetically, "It's just a coincidence, a coincidence."
Yang Xuan said: "It doesn't matter whether you're welcome or not. Since I'm here, I want to see how many monsters there are in Ningxing City!"
Arriving outside a large house, the entourage took Yang Xuan in.
"In the back."
There is a garden at the back, and a group of men and women are gathering in the garden.
Some people are reciting their own poems loudly, while others are cheering on the side; some are peeping at women with a wretched look on their faces; some are thinking hard and wandering outside the realm...
The attendant hurriedly ran in, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something happened!"
The third prince was talking to two men. Hearing this, he asked, "What's the matter? By the way, where is Commander Yang?"
"Yang is here."
Ahead was a bamboo forest, and Yang Xuan walked slowly through the path.
"Is this person Yang Xuan, the governor of Chenzhou?"
"So young."
"She looks good too."
"There is a poem of his that has been circulated outside, a luminous cup of grape wine, bold and uninhibited."
"Didn't the king say it before? Today we are going to fight for Daliao and suppress this person with poems!" An old man said: "In that case, everyone, get ready!"
A girl stood up and said, "Let me try this guy."
When everyone saw that it was the famous talented girl Tan Ying, they all laughed and said, "Okay!"
The talented woman pointed at Yang Xuan Fu Shen, "A person's life is only a few decades, how short it is. You should live your life to the fullest, and you should stand proudly in the world! Today we are writing poems with pride as the title. We have dozens of poems. Yang Shijun Gao
Talented slave, please enlighten me!"
Poetry was popular in the Tang Dynasty, and Ci was a literary medium that emerged in recent years in the Southern Zhou Dynasty and became popular in the Northern Liao Dynasty.
Yang Xuan looked at the third prince, "Just before, Yang was attacked by dozens of assassins, with iron awls, spears, bows and arrows, experts... Yang wanted to ask, was this the intention of the Liao Emperor, or...whose...
mean!?"
The third prince's expression changed and he stood up.
Yang Xuan looked at Tan Ying, frowned and said: "It's okay for a group of people to drink and talk here for nothing. It's just a pastime. They can do some poetry or arrogance, and they can eat enough."
Tan Ying is a talented woman, and everyone respects her wherever she goes, firstly because of her talent, and secondly because of her identity as a woman.
But today, his face turned red after what Yang Xuan said.
Old people, old-hearted people, will vent their anger on beauties when they see this, "Vulgar people will go without talent!"
Yang Xuan turned around and left.
He came here to put pressure on the third prince.
Then the third prince will naturally seek the prince's bad luck.
What a frame-up from your mother-in-law!
hehe!
The two brothers started to make a fuss, and then it became lively.
Tan Ying could no longer suppress her grievances and shouted: "Hey! Are you poetry?"
Yang Xuan waved his hand without turning around.
"I saw how charming Qingshan was, and I expected Qingshan to see me this way."
Tan Ying: "..."
elder:"……"
Several talented people who were thinking hard slowly raised their heads.
A group of people looked at Yang Xuan who walked into the bamboo forest.
"If you don't hate the ancients, I won't see you. If you hate the ancients, you won't see me!"
Tu Shang appeared in front of him. He looked at the group of people warily. After Yang Xuan passed by, he turned around and followed.
Back garden.
Dead silence!
…
After leaving here, Liang Jing asked: "How is the third prince?"
"It's not him!" Yang Xuan said.
"Then why are you looking for him for leisure?"
"yes!"
Liang Jing was so angry.
Yang Xuan likes to see others so angry that they want to explode on the spot, but they dare not fall out with him.
It’s so sour and refreshing.
"He Lianfeng will not take action against the envoy, there is no way to do it." Yang Xuan has already analyzed this, "Even if I want to assassinate, I have to assassinate Wang Deng and you! I am just an attaché, why do you want to kill me?
"
"You are a famous general in Northern Xinjiang."
"Bullshit." Yang Xuan shook his head, "He Lianfeng is an emperor. If an emperor relies on such insidious means to get rid of enemy generals, he is destined not to last long."
certainly.
The exception is the false emperor.
"Lin Ya!"
"No, let this person do something! He must have benefits, that is, motives. Why did Lin Ya kill me? What good would it do to him?"
"Then the third prince..."
"Who will the third prince suspect?"
"There is no doubt that he is the prince."
"That's right, Lao Liang, after following me for a while, your wisdom has improved!" Yang Xuan said with a smile: "When the third prince and the prince have a quarrel, who is the happiest?"
Liang Jing couldn't think of this, "The emperor doesn't know how, other princes?"
"wrong!"
"Who could it be?"
"Lin Ya!"
Liang Jing suddenly realized.
Yang Xuan smiled, "The princes are at war with each other. He Lianfeng is in a state of panic. Lin Ya likes this kind of situation the most. Lao Liang."
"What!"
"It's time for Lin Ya to come."
A carriage came slowly.
Several men followed on horseback, looking good.
A carriage passed by.
The car curtain opens.
Lin Ya nodded, "Evening!"
Yang Xuan nodded, "Easy to say!"
The carriage kept moving forward.
…
"You did it!"
The third prince broke into the East Palace.
He looked at the prince with a sullen face.
The prince frowned, "I just learned about the assassination on Changjie, and you came to attack with great fanfare. Who gave you the courage?"
He is the prince.
When he is willing to release his majesty, except for the emperor who can suppress him, others can only bow their heads.
otherwise!
It is disrespectful to the imperial power.
The third prince's eyes flashed with anger and he bowed, "My dear brother, please leave."
The prince said calmly: "I heard that you and Yang Xuan's poems are in harmony, and there is a tacit understanding. He was assassinated, and you are anxious. I understand. But I don't bother to use such means, so go ahead!"
"yes!"
The third prince goes out.
Song Zhan, who had been silent all the time, said: "He didn't believe it."
"I don't need his letter!" The prince said calmly: "I heard that Yang Xuan made a good speech?"
Song Zhan nodded, "Full of arrogance."
"Proud!" The prince smiled, "I smell something disturbing, sir..."
Song Zhan lowered his head and said, "Yes."
In the palace.
Helianfeng is getting angry.
"Who in Ningxing City has the ability to attack the Tang envoy? Only those powerful people!"
Helian Hong was silent.
"check!"
"yes!"
He Lianhong bowed and stopped when he was about to leave, "Your Majesty."
"What's the matter?"
"There is some discord between the Crown Prince and the Third Prince."
He Lianfeng said calmly: "The children are just making noise. You... keep an eye on the prince."
"yes."
After He Lianhong left, He Lianfeng said, "I'm hungry, so let's get some food."
He Zhong smiled and said: "Your Majesty's appetite has been good these days, and I can't help but be happy."
"You are such a bitch!" He Lianfeng scolded with a smile: "As a cultivator, how can I lose my appetite? I just want you to be loyal, so I will reward He Zhong with 10,000 yuan."
He Zhong knelt down to thank him.
Then he got up and said, "Those people eat carelessly, so I'll keep an eye on them. I'll catch a few cooks who don't do their best today. It can be considered as a warning to the monkeys."
He Zhong went to the imperial kitchen, scolded several cooks, and replaced one.
Afterwards, he brought several servants with him to deliver the meals.
Beef and mutton are He Lianfeng's favorite food. They can be grilled, stewed, fried... and eaten in various ways.
He Lianchun ate a few pieces of roast mutton and praised: "It tastes much better today."
He Zhong smiled and said, "As long as your Majesty likes it."
He slowly retreated into the shadows behind.
Watching the emperor finish off the heavily flavored roast mutton, he smiled and said:
"If you like it, that's fine!"
The setting sun flickered, illuminating the face with a gloomy look.