Under the ancient ginkgo tree, the tea table let out a wail and immediately fell apart.
Finely carved gold mills, silver ingots, copper stoves, white porcelain bowls, etc. were scattered on the floor, making a tinkling sound, but it was not pleasant to hear.
Wang Che, whose face was stained with blood, knelt in front of the tea table and looked at Wang Jin's face, which was pale with anger. He was trembling with charcoal fire, tea soup, and broken porcelain pieces splashing on his body, and his head almost dropped.
Wang Jin raised his right palm and saw that in anger, he had smashed the tea table with his palm, and a bloody gash had been drawn on it. He looked at his left palm again, and saw that the doctor had applied scalding medicine and a soft towel.
Wrapped like rice dumplings, I can’t help but feel desolate:
After all, I have grown old and am no longer as brave as I was when I was young. I have killed so many thieves’ heads with these two hands without any damage, but now it is just a broken piece of wooden case, and it has been injured like this...
However, after spending a lot of effort, these mail guards raised with gold and silver turned out to be nothing more than wine sacks and rice sacks. Half of them were lost to the Zoroastrian religion, and although the other half escaped back, most of them were disabled and lost their armor.
The adopted son Wang Che was even blinded in his left eye, his head was scattered, and he was no longer as heroic as before. In the future, he may not be able to hit the target even if he draws an arrow with his bow.
Wang Jin stretched out a finger and pointed at Wang Che. He couldn't help but tremble. He held back a sentence for a long time: "Bo Shan... Victory and defeat are common things for military strategists. You tell me! After my foster father went out to kill the demon, what happened in the palace? I was actually killed."
The 'mail guard' who has been in hiding for several years has become this kind of virtuous person?!"
Only then did Wang Che dare to raise his head and said angrily: "At that time, the Zoroastrian saint suddenly left the religion, and the monsters had no fighting spirit. The armored guards had the upper hand as soon as they took action, and with the help of the camp guards who had defected, we
It was a sure win. Unexpectedly, a Tianzhu girl appeared among the Zoroastrian demons, who made the demons create strange formations and blocked all the armored guards and personal guards.
The Taoist priests who were going with them wanted to help, but they were all blocked by Li Changyuan. The offensive and defensive momentum changed immediately! The number of our armored guards became less and less, and the offensive gradually declined. At this time, Yang Chaoxi turned back and started to attack.
On the pretext of persuading peace, he made a bet with me... The child was defeated and was blinded by him, so he had to gather the remaining people and escape back..."
Wang Jin saw blood oozing from his left eye and knew that he was suppressing the pain and went back to report it. He didn't have time to treat the injury. Finally, he showed a hint of distress and waved his hand: "Where are the medical workers? Take Boshan for treatment quickly.
Eye injuries, lest the evil poison attacks and your life is at risk!"
At this time, the medical worker hiding aside carefully responded, stepped forward to help Wang Che, and walked out of the other hospital.
Wang Jin then looked at his assistant generals who were kneeling on the ground: "Today's defeat is a shame for you! I will put your two heads on your shoulders first, and save your lives to reflect on how you can make up for your mistakes! Pass the order and ask the guards to keep it.
All the mail guards in the city have returned to their camps, are practicing behind closed doors, and are ready to be dispatched. There must be no mistakes!"
The two generals felt like they were being pardoned. They kowtowed in thanks and then stood up and left.
Only Wang Jin was left standing under the tree, his eyes turning from dark to bright, revealing a cold murderous intent: "Li Changyuan... Humph!"
When Zhaohui entered the hospital, the eaves and tiles were flowing with gold. The morning drums had already sounded across the three links.
A little child, shaking his head and looking like a longevity peach, ran to a guest room. He waved his chubby little hands and slapped them hard: "Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang! Get up quickly! The sun is shining.
It’s up to the butt…”
However, after patting for a long time, no one responded. The child frowned, and his expression instantly turned angry. Suddenly, he remembered the tricks his father and mother used to "fight", and he raised both hands and gave a sudden push!
"哐! Zhiyo——"
The door was immediately forced open. However, due to excessive force, the child lost his hands, leaned forward, tripped over the threshold, and immediately fell down.
After a moment of silence, an aggrieved sound of "嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤" was heard in the guest room. The sound became louder and louder, and quickly evolved into earth-shattering cries. The waves were louder than the waves, and the servants in the house were immediately alarmed, and they all followed.
The sound came.
At this time, a young woman walked out of the corridor. Her figure was swaying and fragrant, and her waist was swaying in the wind, which was quite touching. However, she was seen lifting her embroidered shoes lightly, and her steps were not slow. She quickly passed the crowd and stopped her.
In front of the guest room door, he frowned and opened his red lips: "Do whatever you need to do, don't get too busy here!"
All the servants and maids knew the young lady's temperament, so they did not dare to disobey her and left one after another.
The young woman was Tang Juan. After everyone had been dismissed, she turned around and looked at the tearful child, who was crying out of breath. She couldn't help laughing and said: "Good Jian'er, good Jian'er! Why are you crying?"
In this way, your hard-hearted Uncle Yang Shi doesn't even care about it?"
As he spoke, he had already crossed the threshold, picked up Fang Zijian, held it in his arms, and said coaxingly: "Junior Brother Yang, I asked the kitchen to cook some sesame porridge, and serve it with steamed cakes. It tastes great! It will be ready in a moment.
Send it. Master Yang...eh?"
But when he saw a note with dried ink on the table in front of the window, he immediately waved his hand and picked it up:
Senior Brother Fang and Senior Sister Tang! The hatred for killing their father is irreconcilable; the hatred for taking away their wives is so bitter that they can’t help but gnaw their teeth! Foolish brother has been tossing and turning all night, and finally his mind is hard to reconcile. So we say goodbye without saying goodbye, go back to the mountain to settle our revenge, and look forward to Haihan! 2
Don’t dare to forget your kindness in taking me in and helping me. I say farewell!
My eyes were spinning, and I couldn't help but be astonished as I read it all in an instant.
The reason why Junior Brother Yang came down the mountain this time was well known to the Taoist Priest Shangqingguan. She had heard it from Yu Lingzi Huang Shuo before. In addition to her questioning yesterday, Fang Qidou explained how Junior Brother Yang had accidentally learned about his father's war.
The truth about his death was also told to her. At this moment, when she read between the lines of Junior Brother Yang's words, the murderous intention came out clearly, and she immediately knew that something was wrong.
Junior Brother Yang is very skilled in martial arts, so it’s not surprising that he will suffer a loss in a fight. But if he really kills that Li Zhengguan Dashi, Yangliu Villa will no longer be able to tolerate him, and the public sect will post sea arrest documents to hunt for the murderers everywhere. Besides, his green plum blossoms
bamboo
Ma's Guan Lin'er, as well as his blood-sworn brothers Guan Hu'er and Niu Pang'er, will definitely turn against him and fight to the death... He also has a mother who was widowed early, named Lu Qiuniang, and I'm afraid she will also be punished for this.
Implicated...
Thinking of this, Tang Juan hurriedly called her maid and handed Fang Zijian over to her. Because Fang Qidou and others had to rush back to the camp to recover, they had already left the city late yesterday. This matter was urgent, so she had to go out in person.
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So he called a servant who was agile and agile, led the horse to the door, and asked Zhang, the owner of the house, when Junior Brother Yang went out. He felt a little relieved. He knew that if he was on foot, he should have just left the city not long ago, and there was still time to chase him back.
He picked up the long sword, jumped on his horse, and headed for Yucaifang first.
From the square to the far bank of the canal, all the people are already at work. Some have short arms and some are simply naked, busy between the sand mining boats and the canal bank.
Suddenly I saw a well-dressed young woman galloping towards me. I couldn't help but stop what I was doing and whistled to the shore. When the unscrupulous guards who were patrolling and supervising the work on the shore saw it, they didn't bother to control it. Instead, they stood aside with their arms crossed.
Look at the excitement.
Tang Juan's face looked slightly cold, and she immediately raised her riding whip, leaned down, rolled up a dead branch on the ground, and threw it towards the most cheerful farmer in the canal.
"Ouch!"
The farmer was hit on the forehead by a dead branch. He was startled. His right foot suddenly stepped on the air and he fell into the water with a "plop". This made all the people burst into laughter.
However, the faces of the bad guards on the bank of the canal darkened, and they rushed towards Tang Juan with their swords drawn, and surrounded Tang Juan. The leading bad guard was called Gao Mazi, who once served under Wu Hou Zhang Songyue. At this time, he had a fierce look on his face: "Hey! Whose family do you belong to?"
Madam? You are so handsome with hidden weapon skills! What do you want to do by trespassing into the important land of Qingqu?!"
Tang Juan's face did not change, she turned over and dismounted, took off the fish charm from her waist that she had been awarded by the Zhaitan martial arts performance, threw it to Gao Mazi, and immediately clasped her fists and replied: "I'm a poor Taoist, Linji Kanjing Xiko, I'm here to find someone."
My friend, I would like to ask you to make it easier for me."
Gao Mazi saw the fish talisman and then took a look at the woman's figure. He couldn't help but think of someone, and his expression suddenly turned from gloomy to clear. He clasped his fists and said with a smile, "It turns out to be Miss Fang of the Fang family! Brothers, you can't see Taishan.
Please forgive me! I wonder which dredger is so lucky as to be able to establish friendship with Young Madam Fang?"
Tang Juan saw that although this man had a smooth mouth, he said he was well versed in the ways of the world, so she smiled: "This man is about eighteen or nineteen years old, not tall, and his nickname is 'Shang Qingguan'. Please call him
Come and talk to me, I want to see him for something."
Seeing her sultry appearance, Gao Mazi smiled like a flower again, half of his body had already softened. He couldn't help but smile: "Young lady Fang, you're welcome! Just call me Gao Mazi!" He turned around and kicked the bad guard to the ground.
Jumped up, "Why are you still standing there? Go and call someone, don't you see that Young Madam Fang is getting angry in a hurry!"
The bad guard didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly ran back. After a few breaths, he dragged a strong young man covered in mud and trotted towards this side, urging him before he died: "Run fast."
That’s it! Young mistress of the Fang family is looking for you to ask questions, don’t neglect it... Oops! I don’t know where you got such good fortune..."
When "Shang Qingguo" was out of breath and stood still in front of Tang Juan, Gao Mazi knew that she had something important to tell her. He hurriedly drove away all the bad guards who were watching, and stayed away himself to avoid hearing anything he shouldn't.
The secret that I heard was silenced by these powerful people in the world.
Tang Juan lost her smile and said: "Junior brother Huang, this matter is not trivial! You immediately tell Guan Huer that someone with knowledge of the past told Junior Brother Yang yesterday that Guan Dashi was his father-killing enemy. Early this morning
, Junior Brother Yang has left the city and returned to the mountain, leaving a note saying that he wants revenge. Now I am about to chase him on horseback, you must follow me quickly. No matter what, we must stop Junior Brother Yang!"
Huang Shuo, whose pseudonym was "Shang Qingguan", his expression changed after hearing this, and he immediately understood the key to the matter. It was by no means as simple as avenging his father. He hurriedly accepted the offer, turned around and ran away, but he was no longer the same as before.
It's much lighter now.
Without further delay, Tang Juan turned the horse's head and ran towards Anxi Gate in the north of the city.
Walking through the streets and houses, the shadows are as clear as the dust.
Before it was time to have a cup of tea, Tang Juan had already galloped out of Luoyang City. Looking at the scattered graves and fertile fields and barren trees, she roughly figured out the direction, and then she hurried forward and headed north again.
He still remembered that five years ago, he was ordered by his master to escort Junior Brother Yang and Lu Qiuniang, mother and son, back to the mountain. At that time, Fang Qidou, in the name of brotherly loyalty, had to follow him for nothing. If not for this trip.
, I'm afraid she couldn't open her heart, and finally got married to Fang Qidou, and gave birth to Fang Zijian... Thinking about it this way, Junior Brother Yang and Aunt Lu are like Yue Lao sent by God to bring them together.
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Time has passed and when I look back at the past, I feel a little blurry.
Tang Juan was thinking wildly all the way, and before she knew it, the horse had already run along the foothills of the mountain and entered a narrow path.
Mang Mountain was in sight, as if it was within reach. Unexpectedly, I ran to death at Wangshan Mountain and ran for a meal, but I still couldn't find the mountain pass where I said goodbye to mother and son five years ago.
Looking at the surrounding scenery, there were no green field seedlings for a long time. It was all red soil and gravel covered by boundless wormwood. There was no half a hut, and not a single smoke. Two mountain rabbits suddenly jumped out from the grass, seeming to be fleeing.
After turning towards the horse, the sparrows hiding in the bushes flew up in fright, which frightened her.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard several horses honking from far behind him. The sound of hoofbeats became louder and louder, and there was also the faint sound of men shouting.
Tang Juan's heart tightened, and she immediately dismounted, took off her sword, and swung her hand at the horse's buttocks. The horse was in pain, so it jumped out immediately, and ran far away in an instant.
The sound of hoofbeats was approaching quickly. Tang Juan lay crouched in the grass, holding a long sword in her hand, her eyebrows stern.