The snow fell more and more urgently, and Yuan Tao coughed more and more urgently. In the end, Gu Ying helped him back to the main hall, and drank another cup of old ginseng tea.
"My little boss, I forgot to tell you that these two days are the time when the Beidi envoy will enter Changyang."
Yuan Tao's tone was mixed with bitterness.
The 130,000-strong Beidi army was defeated. No one could have imagined that in the end, this would be the situation.
"Those old foxes in the court will definitely say that in the past hundred years of the Epoch Times, we have never seen people from Di entering Changyang. It must be the congratulations of all nations."
"Congratulations from all nations?" Xu Mu laughed.
Yuan Tao also laughed, smiling with tears in his eyes.
"The Di people entered the Ji just for the sake of the 80,000 surrendered troops. Only a fool would think this is an honor."
"Go back, little boss. As I said before, don't cause trouble during this period." A look of helplessness appeared on Yuan Tao's face.
"Master Hou, take care of yourself."
"If you can't die for the time being, come and take a walk when you have time."
Xu Mu bowed his head and said goodbye before silently walking out of the main hall, taking Si Hu and others with him to prepare to leave Changyang.
…
The first snowfall in winter has not made many people accustomed to it. Even in Changyang, which is so prosperous, the same is true for wealthy men. After stepping on the threshold of the cloth shop, they still can't choose the right fur robe.
They had to wear last year's clothes, and everyone looked somewhat ashamed.
Dong Dong.
clang.
Under the snow, on the Suzaku Road, the central axis of Changyang City, dozens of officials went ahead. Seven or eight teams of officers and soldiers who opened the way were playing pot drums and looking back flatteringly.
Thousands of people and horses were riding slowly and proudly. According to the rules of Changyang, riding on Suzaku Road was not allowed, but at this time, no official dared to come and reprimand him.
Just because these thousands of people and horses are envoys from Beidi.
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and Qianqi's Beidi envoys were getting closer and closer to the palace.
Tread.
Two figures wrapped in robes suddenly walked out from the side and stood silently in the wind and snow, blocking the way of the Beidi envoy.
"Be bold! Give in quickly!"
A large group of officials did not dare to rebuke Di people, but at this time, they all spoke fiercely.
The two figures took off their bamboo hats and took off their robes, revealing only two old faces. They did not carry knives or bows. They knelt down coldly in front of thousands of Qidi people and thousands of people nearby.
Facing the royal palace due north.
"Hear! We, the Great Ji Dynasty, want to negotiate peace with the Di people. This is something that both humans and gods are angry about! The blood of the border warriors has not yet dried, and three million refugees have been displaced!"
"Xiao Yuanlu, the traitorous prime minister! He controls the government and confuses the young emperor. He is a traitor. How dare he call the prime minister father!"
"A piece of snow will bring peace to the world, and my dynasty will be restored to the Qingming Dynasty."
"Official! Zhang Wushui."
"Official! Li Changxiao."
"Death advice——"
Before several groups of officers and soldiers came, the two old men roared three times and each banged their heads on the bluestone road, causing their heads to split and died.
The blood didn't flow very far before it solidified suddenly and was quickly covered by snow velvet.
Thousands of people nearby were all palpitating at the sight, and they all moved hurriedly and took a few steps back without realizing it.
The officers and soldiers finally arrived, angrily picked up the two corpses and threw them on the roadside.
The young Beidi general who was riding at the front suddenly laughed loudly, his laughter was like thorns, which made the ears of those nearby hurt uncontrollably.
…
"Brother Mu, I'll chop him up." Si Hu was so jealous that he wanted to rush out with his chopping knife in his arms.
Xu Mu held down Si Hu's body coldly, even though he was also very angry. But under the current circumstances, they would just die in vain.
"Brother Mu, who is that?" Si Hu suddenly softened his voice and pointed at the dozen or so people who were helping the Beidi envoy lead the horse.
Xu Mu frowned and looked around. He actually saw You Wencai in front of the Beidi envoy. At this moment, You Wencai was licking his face and holding the horse for a Beidi general.
His flattering appearance resembles that of a dog begging for food.
When foreigners enter the imperial court, according to the rules of the Daji, they have to stop their horses and walk on Zhuque Avenue. Then someone will come to lead the horse they are riding, and lead it to the large post house in front of the palace.
People in this kind of idle position are called grooms, and they can often gain a familiar face and then rise to the top. There are many small officials who come to succeed them.
But now, the Beidi envoys who had thousands of horses did not take it seriously at all, and rode straight to the palace.
Juventus could only walk on his old legs and follow the horse while panting. If he hadn't run slower, he would probably vomit blood.
"This damn thing." Si Hu was still sulking.
Along the way, the group of people at the border gate, Zhao Qingyun, were greedy for power, and You Wencai did not hesitate to abandon his useless wife in order to gain a position.
Xu Mu looked slightly angry. As early as when he was at the border, he knew that people like You Wencai were not the same type.
"My boss, it's a pity for those two old heroes." Wei Feng sighed from the side.
These days, there are probably only a few people who dare to stand in the way of the Beidi envoys and face the palace to remonstrate with them.
"How deplorable are these Di dogs, they entered our land of Central Plains and still act so recklessly."
Xu Mu didn't say anything. He only felt a feeling of astringency in his chest and couldn't express it for a moment. Just as Yuan Tao said, those old foxes in the court already regarded such humiliation as a kind of honor.
"Get the horse and go back to Horseshoe Lake." Xu Mu turned around, his voice dry and hoarse.
There is no need to think about intercepting and killing the Beidi envoy. Even if we take all the villagers with us, it won't be enough to fill the grave.
"Dong, my boss has a hero!"
Wei Feng's words made Xu Mu turn around sharply again, opened his eyes, and looked forward in shock.
The huge Suzaku Avenue had become extremely messy at this time. Countless wealthy gentlemen were howling and shouting, while they were so frightened that they hid in the courtyard.
Under the snow curtain, hundreds of wet figures jumped up from the river beside Suzaku Avenue.
The sword in his hand reflected the wind and snow, exuding cold light.
"Brother Mu, that old man!"
Xu Mu gritted his teeth. He didn't need Si Hu to remind him. He also recognized Zhuge Fan, the old cold leg. His legs were wrapped in layers of curtains and he was holding a fox sword. He struck down with the sword in the air and flew away.
The head of a Di man.
The Di horses neighed, the officers and soldiers screamed, and the Di people, who were riding thousands of horses, quickly formed a group.
The young Di general who was leading the charge, with a face like a tiger and a wolf, and a cold light in his eyes, pulled out a long golden scimitar from the trousers under his horse.
Xu Mu looked at it from a distance and was suddenly shocked. He remembered clearly that this golden scimitar was the weapon of Guli King Huyange. It was originally given to the old general Lian Yong. But for some reason, it was handed over to the Di Ren general again.
Got it back in hand.
"Dogs from the prairie dare to enter our Central Plains land!"
Zhuge Fan used a "turning a thousand mountains" move, and in an instant, the four or five Di people, including their men and their horses, who were blocking the road were sent flying.
Behind him, hundreds of chivalrous men were obviously determined to die. They did not cover their pockmarked faces, and with only the knives and swords in their hands, they fought with the officers and soldiers blocking the road, as well as the Di people in formation, and killed them in the blink of an eye.
A bunch.
"My boss, how come these heroes are not afraid of death?"
"The world is dirty...someone will eventually clean it up."