(Here, I hesitated. I didn’t want to change the perspective at this time, but I felt that it was necessary to change the perspective. Perhaps this is the difference between the update of online articles and the presentation of TV series; anyway, I wrote this book very willfully. ——Xiao Long Press)
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A Ming once asked, is there something missing?
There is indeed something missing, his name is Xue San.
Small, short, long.
Six Niang replied: No.
It’s not that Siniang didn’t notice that Xue San was not here, but that it was normal for Xue San not to be here.
Either he was already dead, shot into a hornet's nest by random arrows when he broke out, or he went to where he was supposed to go and did what he was supposed to do.
As an assassin, of course he should hide.
The last time I launched a desperate charge against Chen Daxia in Yincheng Station, it was helpless, but now:
A city, the people inside the city are panic; the people outside the city are shaking their swords .
This is a complex and chaotic night, and it is also the assassin’s favorite background color.
Xue San,
He is in the city.
At first, he wanted to go to the city gate. He wanted to wait for an opportunity to kill the Ganren general, because he gave people a completely different feeling.
The reason why this city could still be defended, with a group of soldiers who had been panicking for a long time, was all because of the one-man maintenance of that general.
But there were too many people around the general, and the general was very keen and never showed any flaws. Xue San observed for a while, but still did not choose to take action.
Because there is a certain probability that he will miss. If he is captured alive and hanged on the city gate, Xue San has no interest in letting his superiors and the others have a fight with him in Ping An County like Li Yunlong. The most important thing is that the master does not have Italian cannons.
As an assassin, he has enough patience.
This guy is so patient that he can still leave the city wall and go for a walk in the city.
Just walk around and take a look.
The moonlight fell on Xue San’s body, pulling out a three-legged reflection behind him.
Actually, Xue San is not panicking. He likes this feeling very much. You are all fighting hard and I am wandering here. The beauty of this is indescribable.
Xue San went to the magistrate's Yamen first, and the magistrate's Yamen was already empty.
This is something that is expected. After all, the last time my master and the zombie killed people here, they killed a group of officials.
The Yan people came outside the city again, and it was naturally impossible for these officials to hide here again.
In addition, due to the cutoff of trade routes and the fact that the city was once destroyed, many of the "residents" have actually left. Therefore, this border military city finally has what it should have. It belongs to its desertedness.
Xue San wanted to find the pillar,
found it,
but foundTraces of fresh paint.
Xue San found pen and ink in the room,
wrote on the pillar again:
"Zheng Fan, guard of Cuiliu Fort in Yinlang County, Dayan I took my general Xue San here for a visit."
Xue San felt that this line of writing was a bit ridiculous,
but he did not reject this feeling of nonsense.
No matter whether the Lord and the others can break into the city tonight, the words have been left behind by themselves.
Like many people who travel in later generations, it is difficult to tell whether they want to travel to relax or just to take photos and post them on Moments.
Xue San slapped his mouth,
dropped the pen and ink,
stepped forward,
the figure, < /p>
Disappear slowly.
………
“My lord, are you cold?”
Wen Le was shivering from the cold, but he still wore a brocade robe on his body He took it off and wanted to cover King Fu.
"Take it away, your clothes are so small, keep them for yourself."
King Fu kicked Wenle while sucking his nose.
The two of them are now hiding in a stable.
In the past, Mianzhou City was a transit point on the Silk Road. Goods from the East and the West were exchanged through the Qian Kingdom, the Yan Kingdom and the desert, and Mianzhou City was once prosperous.
However, first the Yan people invaded here, and then the fierce friction on the border between the two sides continued to escalate, and the trade routes were naturally cut off.
Although the big businessman probably had other means and skills to transfer the goods out even at this time, he must have taken a hidden route and could no longer openly pass through the city.
So, the warehouses in this city have long been empty, and the stables that were originally used to feed mules and horses are also empty.
However, the smell here is still very unpleasant. The old horse manure has probably been integrated with the wall and floor tiles, regardless of you and me.
Prince Fu was lying in the straw at this time, and Wenle leaned against him.
The two guards originally left by the prince were sent to the city gate to check the situation.
"My lord, do you think Meng Gong can defend the city?"
"Meng Gong has great talent, so he should be able to do so."
Wang Fuwang is not very sure about the safety of his own life.
He was certain that Meng Gong was a talented person. In fact, although most of the group of confidants who had followed Mr. Thorns were suppressed and dispersed, the small number that remained People have performed very well in countering rebellions and responding to other military conflicts in various parts of the country over the years.
The assassin-faced gentleman was like a sign. God knows how he managed to attract so many heroes to serve under him.
Prince Fu also has spies in the court. This is not unusual, as every family actually has them.
So, he knew that as the Yan people became more and more aggressive, Mr. Han's life in the court was not so comfortable these days.
The assassination of Xianggong Xiangmian at the hands of Xianggong Han was once the achievement that Xianggong Han was most proud of back then.
Before that warrior could completely become a powerful minister or a great warlord, he eliminated the hidden dangers that might disrupt the country's political agenda.
Originally,
the direction of the court was that after the rebellion in the southwest was settled, the assassin-faced prince would be sent to the three towns in the north.
I probably don’t dare to carry out the Northern Expedition, but I really don’t.
As the victors, the Yan people may not have deep feelings, but the Gan people have never forgotten the tragic ending after His Majesty Emperor Taizong led an army of 500,000 in the Northern Expedition.
It was like the sky was falling, and its shadow has shrouded it to this day. And you must know that that time, it was launched while the main force of the Yan people was in the decisive battle with the barbarian royal court in the desert, but it was They were still defeated by the Yan people.
Nowadays, the threat of the Desert Royal Court to the Yan people has begun to become smaller and smaller. The internal strife of the Jin State has caused the Jin State's national power to begin to further weaken, and at the same time, it has become somewhat silent to the outside world.
Back then, when someone was busy fighting and you went up to attack him, you were kicked back. Now, someone is sitting there waiting for you. How dare you take the initiative to flirt with her?
The West Garden outside Yanjing City is the best proof of the attitude of Qian State towards Yan State. Although the court propaganda is that the Yan barbarians admire Daqian culture and beg us to build one for him to see, but in fact The upper class people actually know what is going on.
Originally, Daqian wanted to wait for the Yan Kingdom to slowly weaken. The Yan Kingdom had many problems, including the clans and vassals, each of which was an extremely troublesome problem.
But the most terrible thing is that Qian Guo also has many problems of his own. San Rong has been raising them for many years, and he has carried out reforms twice, but they have no effect.
Brothers, wouldn’t it be nice to slowly compete together?
Holding hands and having fun together, you can’t touch me, and I can’t touch you.
Who knew that this generation of Emperor Yan would actually stand together with the two princes from the north and the south. After the horse stepped on the family, the people of Yan had lost all their shackles, and it was obvious that they were going to fight.
After thinking this, King Fu licked his dry lips.
At this time, the princes in the court and the official seemed to have remembered that if the assassin had not met such a sad end, and if the person sitting in the position of governor of the three sides at this time was not Yang Laogou But that Mr. Thorny-faced...
Well, considering his age, Xianggong Han, who was about the same age as Mr. Thorny-face, is still strong and strong today. Mr. Thorny-faced is a martial arts practitioner, and he is not being punished. , he should be tough now.
At this time, a guard from outside ran over:
"Your Majesty!"
"How is the war going?" Prince Fu asked immediately.
The guard swallowed and said immediately:
"Your Majesty, the Yan people entered the city first, but the local soldiers drove the Yan people out of the city."
"Okay! ”
Prince Fu breathed a sigh of relief.
Wen Le felt relieved, and immediately stood up, and together with the guard, "pulled" the prince out of the straw.
"I want to give Mrs. Daxi a reward. Ouch, my legs are numb, my legs are numb..."
The prince leaned on the stable railing and sat down, and the railing made a sound. There was an aggrieved sound of "squeaking", and the object used to tie the horse was a little unable to bear the weight of King Fu.
"Ouch, sit down for a while, sit down for a while, I'm a little dizzy."
Under the great joy and sorrow, I have a little high blood pressure.
"From this point of view, the Yan people are nothing more than this. At least, they are not as scary as we thought before." Wenle said.
Prince Fu smiled and said:
"The most powerful Zhenbei army of the Yan people has not made any move."
"But Prince, we The Western Army has not yet arrived. ”
The Zhenbei Army is the pride of the Yan people, and the Western Army is the sustenance of the Gan people.
"Yes." King Fu nodded.
As a member of the Qian Kingdom, I naturally hope that my country will be well. After all, King Fu has no intention of rebelling. Under this premise, it is natural that the Qian Kingdom will last for thousands of years.
"My subordinates would like to congratulate the prince. As soon as the prince arrived in Mianzhou City, he personally commanded to repel the Yan people!"
Wen Le immediately congratulated Prince Fu.
"Heh heh heh."
Prince Fu laughed out loud, but still shook his head and said:
"Just mention it lightly, I, the king. Just a little reputation is enough to let the civil servants know that our surname is Zhao."
Of course we need this reputation, but we can't ask for too much. After all, Prince Fu can't do it with that. To lead troops as a vassal king is too sensitive, and you are looking for death!
I squeezed my feet for a while and chatted casually for a while.
At this time,
another guard ran over panting, with a look on his face, With hesitation.
The quality of the guards of the palace cannot be compared with that of the palace guards. As a rule, King Fu should be able to equip two thousand private troops, but this is just a rule. King Fu had to do it very early. He took the initiative to "corrupt" the money, dismissed most of the palace guards and began to live on empty wages.
"But what happened?"
Prince Fu asked immediately.
"Your Majesty, the soldiers chased out of the city and were defeated by the Yan people!"
"Ah!"
Prince Fu was so frightened that he wanted to jump up, but He failed to jump successfully, but his body pressed down even harder.
"Crack!"
The wooden fence split open and the prince fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
BunrakuHe quickly helped King Fu up with another guard.
"How is the city gate now?" King Fu was still able to remember things.
"The city gate is still in our hands. General Meng led his troops out of the city to stop the enemy. The Yan people did not dare to enter the city. Now the city gate is closed."
"Huh... Phew..."
Prince Fu reached out and touched his chest.
Today was so exciting that his blood pressure was a little unbearable.
Wang Fu didn’t know what high blood pressure was, but the doctor still told him not to be overjoyed or angry.
But there is nothing we can do about it. How many people in this world can calmly face matters related to their own life and death?
"Mrs. Daxi mistook me."
Prince Fu sighed.
Originally, this was considered a real victory, and I could get some credit for it, and it could also boost the morale of the three countries.
Who knew it would turn out to be this embarrassing situation again in the end.
Can this be said to be a victory or a defeat?
"Your Majesty, as long as the Yan people fail to enter the city, we will win." Wenle reminded.
Prince Fu closed his eyes, nodded, and at the same time waved his finger to the guard who came back first,
said:
"Go to the city gate again Keep an eye on the situation and report back at any time."
"I obey!"
The guard hurriedly ran out of the stable.
Wenle looked at the prince with some worry and said:
"Your Majesty?"
"Get up."
Prince Fu stood up , walked towards the straw pile.
The danger has not been resolved yet, and I still have to hide.
Wenle and another guard naturally came over to help. At this moment, the guard's body twisted unnaturally and fell to the ground with a "thud".
Wang Fu, who had already sat in the straw pile, trembled again when he saw this, his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't say anything.
Wenle subconsciously took a few steps back, pressed down with one hand, and pulled out a soft sword from his belt, and a red light flickered from his body.
There is no trace of a weak scholar here!
However, a black dagger appeared behind him and wiped his neck.
"Poof!"
Wenle's eyes widened. He never expected that the enemy was hiding behind him.
"Plop!"
Wenle fell to the ground.
This scholar who has always been timid and afraid of things and only likes to talk has just revealed his true identity and is about to reveal his martial arts.
It hasn’t really been launched yet,
Not yet had time to explain to King Fu,
Not yet dealt with King Fu’s confusion and shock,
It hasn’t been thrown yet OwnThe Silver Armor Guard Token,
I haven’t told King Fu about my helplessness, I haven’t let King Fu face me with fear, and I haven’t lamented the changes in the world and the changeable fate;
In short, there are still many, many plots that have not been completed, and I will die.
Xue San's figure walked out from behind Wenle's body, "Hey, that man was poisoned by me on the way back, but I didn't stab him with a knife."
Prince Fu’s shocked gaze shifted from the guard who fell to the ground to Wen Le and finally landed on Xue San.
Xue San played with the dagger in his hand,
looking at the prince sitting in the straw with a smile,
said:
< p>"Prince? What kind of prince are you?""This king...this king...this king..."
"Is he the emperor's younger brother?"
p>"No...it's not..."
"That's my brother?"
A depressed smile appeared on King Fu's face and he said:
< p>"It's far away...""Oh, the descendants of the old feudal lord?"
"Well, yes...yes..."
"Tsk...that's not worth anything."
Xue San scratched his back with a dagger.
"No... no... not valuable... not... valuable... valuable..."
Prince Fu was frightened to the point of dementia and could not even reply.
"Tsk tsk, he is also a prince after all? It can't be any worse."
"Well...yes...right..."
" Oh, okay."
Xue San walked to the haystack opposite King Fu, followed King Fu's example, and sat in.
"Bang!"
Xue Sancha held two daggers in front of him.
Looking at King Fu, who was pale with fright, he smiled. ,
said:
"How about I make a deal with you?"
"You are...where are you from?"
< p>"I am in the same group as the people outside.""Yan people...Yan people?"
"Well, I am a Yan person."
There was a look of despair in King Fu's eyes.
"Come on, let's talk about our deal. How about we just sit here and chat?"
"Chat...?"
" Well, you're too fat and I can't carry you. Let's just sit like this, chat and brag.
If our people outside can't break into the city, I'll cut you off. I will take your head away;
If our people from outside come in, I will capture you alive."
"This...this king..."
< p> "You know, my Lord is also a very good actor. He has been acting since he woke up in this world, and then he and hisThe level of people who play against each other starts to get higher and higher.In the first two months, I even went to Yanjing to act with several movie stars, and I benefited a lot.
So, after the Lord came back, he shared his experience with us. He said that acting requires a sense of immersion, which can be 70% fake and 30% real.
The play acted in this way will be more realistic, more convincing, and more difficult for people to see the flaws.
Do you know what this means? "
"No...I don't know...I...I don't know..."
Xue San shook his head,
said:
"Stop pretending, you can't lie to me, you know martial arts, can we talk properly and don't stutter on purpose? It's quite uncomfortable to hear. I am from Yan, and you are the prince of Qian Kingdom. You must show some airs and style in front of me, right? ”
The desperate, panicked and fearful eyes of King Fu suddenly calmed down at this time,
as if he had changed into a different person,
with his fat hands on his body Patting from the side, a wave of air blew away the grass clippings around him.
Prince Fu leaned back slightly,
a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Looking at Xue San,
said:
"Okay, I will have a chat with you. ”
Xue San suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, pointed at King Fu and said:
“Oh my God, I just took a look at this silver-armored spy and tried to cheat him.” I lied to you, you actually know martial arts? ”
“………” King Fu.