Near the northern gate of the inner city of Huai City, the second floor of a restaurant is very quiet.
Beside the innermost window, two young men sat and stood looking quietly at the official road outside the window, neither of them said a word.
The two old men sat opposite each other at the table, as if they were old friends meeting again, drinking and chatting leisurely.
"I heard earlier that Brother Wei has resigned from the post of general and no longer holds any position in Anyang County. I am very happy. I feel that brother, you have finally left the southern mountains and returned to Ancheng to live a comfortable life. What is the reason for asking now?
You came out of the mountains and came to Huaicheng?" The old coachman raised his wine glass and touched it lightly with the old man opposite, and asked directly.
The old man in black robe sitting opposite the old coachman smiled, drank all the wine in his glass, smacked his lips and said, "It is indeed comfortable, but after all, I am more accustomed to the climate and military camps of the southern mountains.
Life inside, but there is no other way. When you get older, you should make way for young people, otherwise you will be scolded for being old and not dying?" He laughed heartily a few times and then looked at the old coachman, "But you, these years
It’s really comfortable in Zhongjing.”
"Indeed," the old coachman smiled and refilled the wine for the two of them, then raised his head and asked the previous question again, "Then what exactly happened in Huaicheng?"
The old man in black robe raised his finger and pointed at the old coachman and said with a wry smile, "You, you, you are still so straightforward. If you hadn't changed your bad temper, how could you have only been a figurehead general all your life?" He seemed to feel a little regretful.
Sighing, "Although you have left the army now, if you can return to Licheng safely this time, won't you still have to deal with the dignitaries of Li County? You have to learn to be flexible after all."
The old coachman was startled when he heard this, then reached out his hand to stroke the wine glass and stopped talking.
The old man in black robe on the other side didn't seem to see anything wrong, and still said to himself, "Today's Dading... there are some problems, you don't have to continue to stay in the capital and can't leave even half a step?
Most of the people in the world have probably changed their minds." He looked at the old coachman's fingers touching his wine glass thoughtfully and said, "Everyone has to make plans for their next step, or even if not for themselves, they have to make plans for themselves.
For future generations to find a way out, even if it cannot be a broad road, it must be a path that they think is relatively safe, right?"
The old coachman still said nothing.
The old man in black robe sighed again, "Now everyone has their own thoughts and plans. It won't work if you don't think more than others, or even think later than others or think less," he smiled.
Looking out the window, "This is a place where Hanoi County is connected to four states. Naturally, we thought earlier and more..."
"The situation is still unclear. If you dare to think, it doesn't matter. If you dare to do it, you won't be afraid of having your hand chopped off?" the old coachman finally asked.
The old man in black robe laughed loudly, "It depends on what you think and what you do." He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, as if he was a little drunk. Just when he wanted to say something more, something suddenly happened outside the window.
There was a rumbling vibration!
The old coachman frowned slightly, looked down at the ripples of wine in the wine glass in his hand, and remained silent.
Luo Chuan in front of the window looked into the distance with some surprise.
I could only hear the rumbling vibration sound coming from far away from the center of the inner city. Because the official road was twisting and turning, I couldn't see anything at first. When the vibration sound became louder and louder, I could already distinguish the horseshoes treading on the stone road.
Soon after the sound, the figure of the sound maker appeared at the end of the official road in the distance!
Those are extremely armed tanks!
Two war horses pull a chariot. The war horses are armored and the chariot is inlaid with copper. Three warriors wearing full armor stand side by side on the chariot. One is driving in the middle, one is carrying a crossbow, and the other is holding a gun and a sword. They are as motionless as a mountain.
Like a puppet warrior!
Since the official road was not spacious enough, the chariots could only line up in a single file.
But even so, the momentum of the approaching iron horses, accompanied by the terrifying roar caused by the heavy chariots rolling over the stone slabs, and the trembling rhythm of a large number of war horses stampeding on the ground, gave all viewers an unparalleled sense of oppression.
Let the merchants and civilians on both sides of the official road have the terrifying feeling of lying prone on the chopping board and being slaughtered!
Luo Chuan was also impressed by the momentum at first, and then he remembered the history of chariots that disappeared without much glory in the previous life, and couldn't help but look at Lijun Qingqi below the restaurant.
The five cavalrymen headed by Li Mu were just watching the chariots speeding along the official road silently, not seeing anything strange.
Gradually, the chariot formation approached the city gate. The leader of the chariot driver made a fist with his right hand and pointed to the sky. The chariots in the entire array slowly slowed down until they all stopped ten meters in front of the city gate.
Then one of the dozen or so golden-armored cavalry who had previously ridden their horses to clear the official road dismounted and came to the front of the leading chariot. Luo Chuan then discovered that although they were both golden armors, this person's armor was obviously more complete in shape, and his helmet
The vital parts such as the breastplate and breastplate are engraved with mysterious patterns, which is obviously not ordinary.
I saw the man looking up slightly, smiling and nodding at the people on the leading chariot. After talking for a while, the knight in golden armor retreated to the side of the official road with a smile on his face.
The horseman on the leading chariot once again made a fist with his right hand and pointed to the sky, then smashed it in the direction of the city gate. Then he took the lead in waving the reins, and the chariot started suddenly and accelerated into the city gate hole.
Nearly a hundred chariots followed and roared past. It didn't take long for the official road to return to silence. It was as if nothing had happened. Only the faint sound of vibrations in the distance reminded people.
That kind of reality.
However, Luo Chuan couldn't help frowning and looking towards the outer city. Even though it was almost dark now, there would be no shortage of pedestrians on the official road in the outer city of Huaicheng. He turned around and looked at the man who was the leader of the dozen or so golden armored cavalry.
He mounted his horse again, raised his head high, and saw nothing left.
"Okay, it's time to leave after the good show is over." The old man in black robe raised his hand and drank the last glass of wine. He stood up and nodded to the old coachman, "I don't know when we will see you next time.
,Brother Luo...take care."
The old coachman also slowly stood up and gave the old man in black a fist, "Take care."
The old man in black robe smiled, turned around and walked slowly down to the restaurant.
The young man in white robe who was sitting by the window without saying a word also stood up and walked out. After taking two steps, he stopped, turned sideways and looked at Luochuan for the first time, "I am Yan Zhuo."
Luo Chuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and said, "Hello, Brother Yan."
The young man in white robe nodded with satisfaction and said, "You have to be careful." After saying that, he didn't even look at Luo Chuan's reaction, and turned around and went downstairs.
Behind them, the "guests" at the other two tables on the second floor of the restaurant stood up and left. In a moment, only the old coachman and Luo Chuan were left on the second floor of the restaurant.