Chapter 1174
Wan Dajun
"Wang Shou is dead?"
"Yes!"
"That old dog!"
In the autumn wind, Chang Sheng, the real Miao Sheng on the high platform, is looking at Chang'an City in the distance.
Autumn is crisp and clear with high visibility.
Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see Chang'an City at a glance.
"Who will be in charge?"
"Zhao Sanfu is in charge of the mirror platform in order to supervise the censor." Jian Yun said.
"Supervising the censor?" Chang Sheng said, "It's interesting."
Jian Yun said: "Really, Yang Xuan has been designated as a traitor by the court."
"Since Pei Jiu's death, the two emperors wanted to cleanse the northern border, but Pei Jiu had already made an arrangement, and Huang Chunhui then stood between Chang'an and Beijiang, making Chang'an wary.
The emperor didn't do anything because he was good at forbearance, this is a headstrong emperor, he felt that Huang Chunhui was getting old, and wanted to take over Beijiang when Huang Chunhui was old.But Huang Chunhui's black-stalked snake pulled Yang Xuan up, and when he arrived, he slapped the emperor. "
Cranes with black and white feathers danced around, Chang Sheng smiled, "Yang Xuan is more than [-] years old, less than [-] years old, he can boil the king of Yue to death! The emperor can't bear it!"
Jian Yun said with a smile: "The real person knows the emperor's temperament like the back of his hand."
"That's a villain!" Chang Sheng said: "Over the northern border, Yang Xuan is planning the last blow to Beiliao, and the emperor is also planning to give him a blow. Junior brother, the world is going to be in chaos."
Jian Yun looked at Chang'an City, "Yes."
"Do you still remember the former Chen?" Chang Sheng asked.
"Remember!"
"Chen Shuanwei before, it was the common people who took the lead in attacking. If the common people had no food and clothing, they would gather together to rebel. Then came the generals, and the officials." Chang Sheng gently rolled his white hands, and the cranes danced accordingly.
"Did the emperor not notice?" Jian Yun was always curious about this question.
"He has been hiding in the deep palace, never went to the place, never went to the market, and he didn't care about the lives of the people. He thought that as long as he had an army in his hand, he could make the world bow down. Therefore, Yang Xuan must die!"
"But the northern Xinjiang army is strong!"
"The Southern Border Army is not bad either. By the way, I heard that this time the northern border will expand the army, and that Qin Guogong has smelled something ominous!"
"That's right! It's probably Yang Xuan who is preparing to go south. As soon as this battle starts, my lord, our chance will come."
"You work harder, go to the farms in Guanli to inspect, remember, there are more and more refugees." Chang Sheng looked at his junior brother.
"Refugees who have no food and clothing will plunder. It is only natural for the farm to practice self-protection." Jian Yun said sadly.
"It's good for you to know." Chang Sheng said: "Let those confidant disciples go to various places and lead them."
"Yes!"
"Junior brother." Chang Sheng patted Jian Yun on the shoulder, "The old man often said that good fortune tricks people. Now that the Tang Dynasty is in decline, it seems that it is time to change the dynasty again. Good fortune will not care about people like ants, good fortune will only Favor us who are prepared."
Jian Yun set off.
"Really, how can an emperor be so nice!"
Master Miaosheng stood on the top of the mountain, with the autumn wind blowing, his clothes fluttering, like a fairy.
A Taoist came over quietly, "Really, the disciple who assassinated Huang Chunhui last time has successfully entered the northern border."
"Huang Chunhui was assassinated, and the Beijiang club searched for the assassin like a mad dog. No one would have thought of him in Beijiang."
"Really, do you want to continue to do it?"
"No need, the last time I assassinated Huang Chunhui, the old man just wanted to anger Yang Xuan and disrupt his wishful thinking of destroying Beiliao first. I didn't expect that Huang Chunhui's old dog was hiding very deeply. Mingli was old and dying, but secretly The cultivation is getting deeper and deeper."
"So let's put this matter aside?"
"Well! Put it down."
Chang Sheng turned around, "The emperor is waiting for the opportunity to go north. When the time comes, he will dispatch the Southern Border Army to go north, and the Chang'an guards will also attack. At that time, the emptiness in Guanzhong will be our chance to rise up!"
"Chang'an!"
Chang Sheng looked back and looked at a certain place in Chang'an City under the autumn sun with burning eyes, "Old man, I want to sit there!"
The leaves in Chang'an are still green, and the autumn wind in Taoxian has blown
There are fallen leaves.
The birds were stockpiling food for the cold winter, which was very lively, but it made the swordsman murderous.
"swordsman!"
On the big tree in the yard, the swordsman quietly approached a bird. A Liang yelled. The bird found the swordsman, and its feathers exploded. It croaked at the swordsman, but refused to fly away.
"Swordsman!" Ah Liang waved, "Come down!"
The swordsman stepped back as gracefully as a cat.
The bird watched it nervously until it went down, and then entered the nest.
In the bird's nest, several chicks raised their heads, opened their mouths and screamed desperately, asking for food.
This is a new guest.
The guest family is very well-behaved, and the hostess and hostess in the backyard don’t start singing until they get up in the morning.
"It's time to eat!"
The second son Wang in the front yard shouted happily.
At home, Helian Yunshang covered his forehead, "Why does he go to eat with peace of mind?"
The maid laughed and said, "Second Brother thinks we are a family!"
Today's breakfast is a bit bland, A Liang has some opinions, "Aniang, it's tasteless."
Zhou Ning said: "It's easy to get angry in autumn, so eat lighter."
"Light!" The second child recently likes to talk to adults like a parrot.
He even shook the spoon, and Yang Xuan's face was all over the side of the rare rice porridge.
Yang Xuan slowly touched his face, Zhou Ning suppressed a smile, and quickly got up to wipe it for him, "Erlang didn't do it on purpose."
Yang Xuan said helplessly: "I'm not angry, it's just a waste of food, but it shouldn't be."
He was starving for several years, and in those years he crazily devoured everything he thought he could eat, even eating grass roots.
Only those who have experienced long-term hunger will cherish food from the bottom of their hearts.
Yang Erlang eats half of the day and half of the earth, and the wasted food for each meal makes Yang Xuan feel distressed.
"Raise a few puppies!" Yang Xuan pulled a few grains of rice from his face and put them into his mouth.
"It stinks." Zhou Ning loved Jie.
"The children might like it." Yang Xuan turned a corner.
"I like it!" A Liang raised his hand.
After eating, the rice grains were left to dry on the steps. According to Yang Xuan, after drying, they were still grains, and they could be fed with anything.
He changed his clothes and prepared to go to the Jiedu Ambassador's Mansion, when he walked out the door, he saw A Liang squatting beside him, Gathering God looking at him.
Yang Xuan looked over, and saw the bird was pecking at the rice grains, and flew up the tree after a while, and then heard the chirping of the chicks scrambling to be the first.
Yang Xuan looked up at the bird's nest, and said with a smile, "Does Ah Liang like new guests?"
"I like it!" Ah Liang said, "Aye, the head teacher asked me to go to the mountain gate today."
"But something?" Yang Xuan asked.
"The teacher said what he wanted to teach me." A Liang thought for a while. "Practice."
Yang Xuan frowned slightly and Zhou Ning's voice came from behind him, "The head teacher means that Ah Liang's spirit is strong, and if the spirit is too strong, he is afraid of something wrong with his body."
"What secret technique?" Yang Xuan asked.
"The head teacher pondered for half a month, and found some of the most gentle secret techniques. He said that he didn't ask for a high level of cultivation, but only for Ah Liang's health."
These words were right to Yang Xuan's appetite, "Be cautious about this matter, but I'm naturally trustworthy as the teacher."
"understood."
Zhou Ning smiled.
There are some hints in Yang Xuan's words - I can trust Ning Yayun, but I added a word of caution in front of it, just to ask Ning Yayun to be more careful.
Of course, Yang Xuan can also teach his son by himself, but A Liang is not an ordinary child, and he dare not do it because of his powerful spirit.
Metaphysics has been passed down for more than a thousand years, and many good things have been collected. Ning Yayun's paintings have been imprisoned for many years.He shot, naturally extraordinary.
But it was about his son, so Yang Xuan couldn't calm down.
He walked out of the house, and suddenly laughed at himself: "Did he think so at the beginning?"
At the beginning, Yang Lue taught him the secret technique, but later revealed that it was prepared for him by Emperor Xiaojing himself.
How to say this secret technique!
stable!
steady!
A solid batch!
When practicing, you don’t need to worry about going wrong, just practice casually, if you practice crookedly, it’s just slowing down your progress.
Such a good secret technique made Yang Xuan very happy, but when he practiced it, he found that the progress was slow, which was outrageous.
At first he was very dissatisfied, thinking that the old man was cheating himself.
But at this moment he suddenly realized.
Honoring the emperor is not cheating him, but holding the same mentality.
"Everyone adopts a child who wants to be smart, but I have been fooled by being smart all my life. I only hope that the child will be a fool and be free from disaster and trouble."
After more than [-] years, Yang Xuan found his father's mentality towards him back then.
There are no such cold interests as the royal family, but only love and affection.
"Kingdom."
Helian Yan stood in front of her pretty.
"What's the matter?" Yang Xuan walked over.
He Lianyan followed behind him and said, "Over there in Jiangzhou, He Lianyan has [-] more cavalry."
Ningxing strengthened Jiangzhou's military strength, which was expected by Yang Xuan.
"In Ningxing's side, Princess Dachang continued to cleanse Lin Ya's party. The latest news is that five one-word kings in the clan have been taken down."
One word king, that is, the former prince.
"killed?"
"Just confinement."
It seems that Changling is still rational, no, it is propriety.
Lin Ya was able to infiltrate the clan's clan, and her means were amazing.
"But I know that the two One-word Kings and Lin Ya are deadly enemies."
Yang Xuan was stunned, and sighed: "Changling is borrowing strength."
With the help of Lin Ya's major treason case, he pulled down his opponent.
"This is the wrist of the emperor."
In the guard room, Luo Cai said decisively: "This girl is not vulgar, Duke, be careful."
Cough!
Boss Yang coughed a few times, thinking that what Changling is best at is pretending to be weak, and he had suffered from embarrassment back then.Didn't realize it wasn't her peak.
"Ning Xing's clan conspired against him."
There was a pile of news in He Lianyan's hands, and he picked up the news that could shake the world in the past.
But now everyone is used to it.
"The eldest princess was suppressed and then ransacked the house, and the whole family was exiled to the extreme north."
The land of the extreme north is the territory of the Shegu people. Is this sending slaves to them?
Yang Xuan thought of He Lianrong's wife, children and family, so he glanced at him.
He Lianrong looked calm and his monk robes were flowing.
The bald head is also very shiny.
Was it waxed?
"Ning Xing is recruiting troops. Some people say that Princess Dachang has said that she wants to form an army of one million. First, she will destroy the ancient people, and then go south."
Song Zhen smiled and said, "She can't afford a million troops!"
The army is a gold-swallowing beast. In the heyday of the Northern Liao Dynasty, it would not dare to say that it could support a million troops, let alone in such a precarious state.
"Embrace yourself!" Yang Xuan felt that he had found Changling's weak side.
He Lianyan didn't comment on this, "Eagle Guards wantonly arrested, He Lianhong's popularity has turned purple recently."
"That widow is getting sharper." He Lianrong said: "Jin Yiwei has lost more than ten brothers in Ningxing in the past six months, all of which are Yingwei's masterpieces."
"What about them?" Yang Xuan asked.
"More than twenty people." He Lianyan raised her head slightly.
"Good job!" Yang Xuan nodded in approval.
He Lianyan smiled, "They are all mighty dukes."
"This is Peach County?"
A man entered Taoxian County, looked at both sides of the long street, and was a little surprised, "Is it so complicated?"
There were people coming and going on the street, the man asked for an address, and found a house following the guidance of passers-by.
Knock knock knock!
The door opened, and the man inside looked outside, "Come in quickly."
The man went in, "Why are you so vigilant?"
"You assassinated Huang Chunhui in Chang'an, but did you know that the Duke of Qin let go of his words, whoever touches Huang Chunhui, he will kill everyone?"
The two went in, and the man put down his burden, "Ding Qi, have you been here for three years?"
"Less than three years, two years, seven months and nineteen days." Ding Qi made him
Tea, "You, Huang Hang, have always been the best of the three generations of disciples, yet you failed to assassinate Huang Chunhui. To be honest, I couldn't believe it when I received the news."
"Why?"
"Huang Chunhui is getting old."
"If you see him holding a horse lance, you will never dare to say such words again!"
Yao Hang drank a cup of tea, "Chang'an is preparing for the Northern Expedition, and we can do a lot here. By the way, is it convenient for the Yang family to assassinate?"
Ding Qi shook his head, "I advise you to give up this idea."
Yao Hang smiled noncommittally.
He is the top assassin, and also a killer trained by Jianyun Temple.
There are no more than ten such people in Jianyun Temple.
Yao Hang felt that it was not his fault that he failed to assassinate Huang Chunhui.
According to the information given to him by Guanli, Huang Chunhui is an old man waiting to die.
This also made him relax his vigilance when facing Huang Chunhui, and he didn't know that he had been tricked until Ma Qian approached him.
On the second day, Yao Hang started to go out to familiarize himself with the environment.
"I've seen the little prince!"
Hearing this title, Yao Hang was overjoyed.
He followed the sound and saw a handsome old man coming slowly with a child.
Passers-by saluted one after another, calling him Xiao Guogong.
Yang Xuan's eldest son!
kill him!
Put the blame on the emperor.
Yao Hang did not expect the target to appear so soon.
Could it be that this is God's compensation for me?
He approached quietly.
He clasped a throwing knife in his right hand.
Ahead, Ah Liang walked slowly.
Yao Hang's right hand breath surged
One click and go!
"I've seen Headmaster Ning!"
A woman salutes a handsome old man.
Ning Yayun!
As if a gust of cold water poured into his body from the top of his head, Yao Hang felt that his bone marrow was frozen.
The inner breath of the right hand dissipated quickly.
He looked at Ah Liang calmly, and was about to turn around.
"What is in your hand?"
Behind him came a child's voice.
Yao Hang turned around, and saw a seven or eight-year-old child looking at his right hand curiously.
"nothing!"
Saying that, Yao Hang retracted his right hand into his cuff.
The child snorted and squeezed forward.
Yao Hang had just gone a few steps when he heard the child shout, "Aye, someone is carrying a throwing knife!"
This is still a child!
He even recognized the flying knife?
Yao Hang was dumbfounded and ran away.
"Yes!"
"That old dog!"
In the autumn wind, Chang Sheng, the real Miao Sheng on the high platform, is looking at Chang'an City in the distance.
Autumn is crisp and clear with high visibility.
Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see Chang'an City at a glance.
"Who will be in charge?"
"Zhao Sanfu is in charge of the mirror platform in order to supervise the censor." Jian Yun said.
"Supervising the censor?" Chang Sheng said, "It's interesting."
Jian Yun said: "Really, Yang Xuan has been designated as a traitor by the court."
"Since Pei Jiu's death, the two emperors wanted to cleanse the northern border, but Pei Jiu had already made an arrangement, and Huang Chunhui then stood between Chang'an and Beijiang, making Chang'an wary.
The emperor didn't do anything because he was good at forbearance, this is a headstrong emperor, he felt that Huang Chunhui was getting old, and wanted to take over Beijiang when Huang Chunhui was old.But Huang Chunhui's black-stalked snake pulled Yang Xuan up, and when he arrived, he slapped the emperor. "
Cranes with black and white feathers danced around, Chang Sheng smiled, "Yang Xuan is more than [-] years old, less than [-] years old, he can boil the king of Yue to death! The emperor can't bear it!"
Jian Yun said with a smile: "The real person knows the emperor's temperament like the back of his hand."
"That's a villain!" Chang Sheng said: "Over the northern border, Yang Xuan is planning the last blow to Beiliao, and the emperor is also planning to give him a blow. Junior brother, the world is going to be in chaos."
Jian Yun looked at Chang'an City, "Yes."
"Do you still remember the former Chen?" Chang Sheng asked.
"Remember!"
"Chen Shuanwei before, it was the common people who took the lead in attacking. If the common people had no food and clothing, they would gather together to rebel. Then came the generals, and the officials." Chang Sheng gently rolled his white hands, and the cranes danced accordingly.
"Did the emperor not notice?" Jian Yun was always curious about this question.
"He has been hiding in the deep palace, never went to the place, never went to the market, and he didn't care about the lives of the people. He thought that as long as he had an army in his hand, he could make the world bow down. Therefore, Yang Xuan must die!"
"But the northern Xinjiang army is strong!"
"The Southern Border Army is not bad either. By the way, I heard that this time the northern border will expand the army, and that Qin Guogong has smelled something ominous!"
"That's right! It's probably Yang Xuan who is preparing to go south. As soon as this battle starts, my lord, our chance will come."
"You work harder, go to the farms in Guanli to inspect, remember, there are more and more refugees." Chang Sheng looked at his junior brother.
"Refugees who have no food and clothing will plunder. It is only natural for the farm to practice self-protection." Jian Yun said sadly.
"It's good for you to know." Chang Sheng said: "Let those confidant disciples go to various places and lead them."
"Yes!"
"Junior brother." Chang Sheng patted Jian Yun on the shoulder, "The old man often said that good fortune tricks people. Now that the Tang Dynasty is in decline, it seems that it is time to change the dynasty again. Good fortune will not care about people like ants, good fortune will only Favor us who are prepared."
Jian Yun set off.
"Really, how can an emperor be so nice!"
Master Miaosheng stood on the top of the mountain, with the autumn wind blowing, his clothes fluttering, like a fairy.
A Taoist came over quietly, "Really, the disciple who assassinated Huang Chunhui last time has successfully entered the northern border."
"Huang Chunhui was assassinated, and the Beijiang club searched for the assassin like a mad dog. No one would have thought of him in Beijiang."
"Really, do you want to continue to do it?"
"No need, the last time I assassinated Huang Chunhui, the old man just wanted to anger Yang Xuan and disrupt his wishful thinking of destroying Beiliao first. I didn't expect that Huang Chunhui's old dog was hiding very deeply. Mingli was old and dying, but secretly The cultivation is getting deeper and deeper."
"So let's put this matter aside?"
"Well! Put it down."
Chang Sheng turned around, "The emperor is waiting for the opportunity to go north. When the time comes, he will dispatch the Southern Border Army to go north, and the Chang'an guards will also attack. At that time, the emptiness in Guanzhong will be our chance to rise up!"
"Chang'an!"
Chang Sheng looked back and looked at a certain place in Chang'an City under the autumn sun with burning eyes, "Old man, I want to sit there!"
The leaves in Chang'an are still green, and the autumn wind in Taoxian has blown
There are fallen leaves.
The birds were stockpiling food for the cold winter, which was very lively, but it made the swordsman murderous.
"swordsman!"
On the big tree in the yard, the swordsman quietly approached a bird. A Liang yelled. The bird found the swordsman, and its feathers exploded. It croaked at the swordsman, but refused to fly away.
"Swordsman!" Ah Liang waved, "Come down!"
The swordsman stepped back as gracefully as a cat.
The bird watched it nervously until it went down, and then entered the nest.
In the bird's nest, several chicks raised their heads, opened their mouths and screamed desperately, asking for food.
This is a new guest.
The guest family is very well-behaved, and the hostess and hostess in the backyard don’t start singing until they get up in the morning.
"It's time to eat!"
The second son Wang in the front yard shouted happily.
At home, Helian Yunshang covered his forehead, "Why does he go to eat with peace of mind?"
The maid laughed and said, "Second Brother thinks we are a family!"
Today's breakfast is a bit bland, A Liang has some opinions, "Aniang, it's tasteless."
Zhou Ning said: "It's easy to get angry in autumn, so eat lighter."
"Light!" The second child recently likes to talk to adults like a parrot.
He even shook the spoon, and Yang Xuan's face was all over the side of the rare rice porridge.
Yang Xuan slowly touched his face, Zhou Ning suppressed a smile, and quickly got up to wipe it for him, "Erlang didn't do it on purpose."
Yang Xuan said helplessly: "I'm not angry, it's just a waste of food, but it shouldn't be."
He was starving for several years, and in those years he crazily devoured everything he thought he could eat, even eating grass roots.
Only those who have experienced long-term hunger will cherish food from the bottom of their hearts.
Yang Erlang eats half of the day and half of the earth, and the wasted food for each meal makes Yang Xuan feel distressed.
"Raise a few puppies!" Yang Xuan pulled a few grains of rice from his face and put them into his mouth.
"It stinks." Zhou Ning loved Jie.
"The children might like it." Yang Xuan turned a corner.
"I like it!" A Liang raised his hand.
After eating, the rice grains were left to dry on the steps. According to Yang Xuan, after drying, they were still grains, and they could be fed with anything.
He changed his clothes and prepared to go to the Jiedu Ambassador's Mansion, when he walked out the door, he saw A Liang squatting beside him, Gathering God looking at him.
Yang Xuan looked over, and saw the bird was pecking at the rice grains, and flew up the tree after a while, and then heard the chirping of the chicks scrambling to be the first.
Yang Xuan looked up at the bird's nest, and said with a smile, "Does Ah Liang like new guests?"
"I like it!" Ah Liang said, "Aye, the head teacher asked me to go to the mountain gate today."
"But something?" Yang Xuan asked.
"The teacher said what he wanted to teach me." A Liang thought for a while. "Practice."
Yang Xuan frowned slightly and Zhou Ning's voice came from behind him, "The head teacher means that Ah Liang's spirit is strong, and if the spirit is too strong, he is afraid of something wrong with his body."
"What secret technique?" Yang Xuan asked.
"The head teacher pondered for half a month, and found some of the most gentle secret techniques. He said that he didn't ask for a high level of cultivation, but only for Ah Liang's health."
These words were right to Yang Xuan's appetite, "Be cautious about this matter, but I'm naturally trustworthy as the teacher."
"understood."
Zhou Ning smiled.
There are some hints in Yang Xuan's words - I can trust Ning Yayun, but I added a word of caution in front of it, just to ask Ning Yayun to be more careful.
Of course, Yang Xuan can also teach his son by himself, but A Liang is not an ordinary child, and he dare not do it because of his powerful spirit.
Metaphysics has been passed down for more than a thousand years, and many good things have been collected. Ning Yayun's paintings have been imprisoned for many years.He shot, naturally extraordinary.
But it was about his son, so Yang Xuan couldn't calm down.
He walked out of the house, and suddenly laughed at himself: "Did he think so at the beginning?"
At the beginning, Yang Lue taught him the secret technique, but later revealed that it was prepared for him by Emperor Xiaojing himself.
How to say this secret technique!
stable!
steady!
A solid batch!
When practicing, you don’t need to worry about going wrong, just practice casually, if you practice crookedly, it’s just slowing down your progress.
Such a good secret technique made Yang Xuan very happy, but when he practiced it, he found that the progress was slow, which was outrageous.
At first he was very dissatisfied, thinking that the old man was cheating himself.
But at this moment he suddenly realized.
Honoring the emperor is not cheating him, but holding the same mentality.
"Everyone adopts a child who wants to be smart, but I have been fooled by being smart all my life. I only hope that the child will be a fool and be free from disaster and trouble."
After more than [-] years, Yang Xuan found his father's mentality towards him back then.
There are no such cold interests as the royal family, but only love and affection.
"Kingdom."
Helian Yan stood in front of her pretty.
"What's the matter?" Yang Xuan walked over.
He Lianyan followed behind him and said, "Over there in Jiangzhou, He Lianyan has [-] more cavalry."
Ningxing strengthened Jiangzhou's military strength, which was expected by Yang Xuan.
"In Ningxing's side, Princess Dachang continued to cleanse Lin Ya's party. The latest news is that five one-word kings in the clan have been taken down."
One word king, that is, the former prince.
"killed?"
"Just confinement."
It seems that Changling is still rational, no, it is propriety.
Lin Ya was able to infiltrate the clan's clan, and her means were amazing.
"But I know that the two One-word Kings and Lin Ya are deadly enemies."
Yang Xuan was stunned, and sighed: "Changling is borrowing strength."
With the help of Lin Ya's major treason case, he pulled down his opponent.
"This is the wrist of the emperor."
In the guard room, Luo Cai said decisively: "This girl is not vulgar, Duke, be careful."
Cough!
Boss Yang coughed a few times, thinking that what Changling is best at is pretending to be weak, and he had suffered from embarrassment back then.Didn't realize it wasn't her peak.
"Ning Xing's clan conspired against him."
There was a pile of news in He Lianyan's hands, and he picked up the news that could shake the world in the past.
But now everyone is used to it.
"The eldest princess was suppressed and then ransacked the house, and the whole family was exiled to the extreme north."
The land of the extreme north is the territory of the Shegu people. Is this sending slaves to them?
Yang Xuan thought of He Lianrong's wife, children and family, so he glanced at him.
He Lianrong looked calm and his monk robes were flowing.
The bald head is also very shiny.
Was it waxed?
"Ning Xing is recruiting troops. Some people say that Princess Dachang has said that she wants to form an army of one million. First, she will destroy the ancient people, and then go south."
Song Zhen smiled and said, "She can't afford a million troops!"
The army is a gold-swallowing beast. In the heyday of the Northern Liao Dynasty, it would not dare to say that it could support a million troops, let alone in such a precarious state.
"Embrace yourself!" Yang Xuan felt that he had found Changling's weak side.
He Lianyan didn't comment on this, "Eagle Guards wantonly arrested, He Lianhong's popularity has turned purple recently."
"That widow is getting sharper." He Lianrong said: "Jin Yiwei has lost more than ten brothers in Ningxing in the past six months, all of which are Yingwei's masterpieces."
"What about them?" Yang Xuan asked.
"More than twenty people." He Lianyan raised her head slightly.
"Good job!" Yang Xuan nodded in approval.
He Lianyan smiled, "They are all mighty dukes."
"This is Peach County?"
A man entered Taoxian County, looked at both sides of the long street, and was a little surprised, "Is it so complicated?"
There were people coming and going on the street, the man asked for an address, and found a house following the guidance of passers-by.
Knock knock knock!
The door opened, and the man inside looked outside, "Come in quickly."
The man went in, "Why are you so vigilant?"
"You assassinated Huang Chunhui in Chang'an, but did you know that the Duke of Qin let go of his words, whoever touches Huang Chunhui, he will kill everyone?"
The two went in, and the man put down his burden, "Ding Qi, have you been here for three years?"
"Less than three years, two years, seven months and nineteen days." Ding Qi made him
Tea, "You, Huang Hang, have always been the best of the three generations of disciples, yet you failed to assassinate Huang Chunhui. To be honest, I couldn't believe it when I received the news."
"Why?"
"Huang Chunhui is getting old."
"If you see him holding a horse lance, you will never dare to say such words again!"
Yao Hang drank a cup of tea, "Chang'an is preparing for the Northern Expedition, and we can do a lot here. By the way, is it convenient for the Yang family to assassinate?"
Ding Qi shook his head, "I advise you to give up this idea."
Yao Hang smiled noncommittally.
He is the top assassin, and also a killer trained by Jianyun Temple.
There are no more than ten such people in Jianyun Temple.
Yao Hang felt that it was not his fault that he failed to assassinate Huang Chunhui.
According to the information given to him by Guanli, Huang Chunhui is an old man waiting to die.
This also made him relax his vigilance when facing Huang Chunhui, and he didn't know that he had been tricked until Ma Qian approached him.
On the second day, Yao Hang started to go out to familiarize himself with the environment.
"I've seen the little prince!"
Hearing this title, Yao Hang was overjoyed.
He followed the sound and saw a handsome old man coming slowly with a child.
Passers-by saluted one after another, calling him Xiao Guogong.
Yang Xuan's eldest son!
kill him!
Put the blame on the emperor.
Yao Hang did not expect the target to appear so soon.
Could it be that this is God's compensation for me?
He approached quietly.
He clasped a throwing knife in his right hand.
Ahead, Ah Liang walked slowly.
Yao Hang's right hand breath surged
One click and go!
"I've seen Headmaster Ning!"
A woman salutes a handsome old man.
Ning Yayun!
As if a gust of cold water poured into his body from the top of his head, Yao Hang felt that his bone marrow was frozen.
The inner breath of the right hand dissipated quickly.
He looked at Ah Liang calmly, and was about to turn around.
"What is in your hand?"
Behind him came a child's voice.
Yao Hang turned around, and saw a seven or eight-year-old child looking at his right hand curiously.
"nothing!"
Saying that, Yao Hang retracted his right hand into his cuff.
The child snorted and squeezed forward.
Yao Hang had just gone a few steps when he heard the child shout, "Aye, someone is carrying a throwing knife!"
This is still a child!
He even recognized the flying knife?
Yao Hang was dumbfounded and ran away.