Chapter 159: The Supervisor and the Prince of Nanli County
The inn has collapsed, and eleven of the nineteen horses have died.
Eight of the eleven people at the post station were knocked unconscious. Only post officer Liu Pheasant and two post soldiers were lucky enough to be still conscious. They were just sitting in the ruins in a daze with dust on their faces.
Li Fuzi was also sitting in the ruins. The sword on the door panel was thrown aside. He had a folding gun stuck in his chest. Blood had stained half of his body red, and the ground beneath him was also stained red. , frost and thunder and lightning are still roaring.
“Cough cough cough…”
He coughed violently, his life had passed to the end, and he looked at Xin Zhuo with difficulty. The humiliation and resentment on his face completely disappeared, leaving only calmness, and his voice was hoarse and weak: "I... have two questions..."
Xin Zhuo squatted down and asked: "Please answer my question first. What is the paper talisman you used earlier? Why is it so powerful? Why didn't you use it just now?"
If it weren't for the fear of the paper talisman, he would never have chased her all the way and waited until Mrs. Li was seriously injured before taking action.
"That is... the little venerable's great power talisman of heaven and earth, used to save lives... I... only have one..."
"That's it, the way you used it is not good, the timing It’s not clever enough, what a pity! Ask any question!”
"First... why did your meridians reunite... and your realm advanced so quickly..." Li Fuzi coughed again, and more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Xin Zhuo replied: "Because I am a genius, we got together quickly."
Li Fuzi was silent, looking at him intently, as if he wanted to see it from his face There was a clue, and then gave up and asked the second question: "What is your true energy...?"
Xin Zhuo replied again: "It's true energy."
There is nothing wrong with this answer, it is indeed very angry.
Li Fuzi has already died, with humiliation and anger on his face, and he is not closing his eyes. This is not because of the humiliation of being killed by a little bandit who could be crushed to death at will, but... you are not willing to tell me the truth before you die. .
Xin Zhuo looked at his right hand, where he held a piece of paper talisman that he had not yet crushed. Perhaps Mr. Li was planning to trick him before he died, but he was caught in a sudden attack and forgot to pinch it. , or running out of energy?
He picked up the paper talisman, searched the pear master again, and confirmed that there was only this one, so he put it away: "Everyone is dishonest, you can't blame me!"
Then he carried it on his back. The three-petal corpse walked into the distance and quickly disappeared into the mountains and rivers.
It wasn't until he was very far away that the three of them stood up in confusion and looked at the ruins around them in a daze.
"These two are fifth-grade masters, right?" asked a postman.
Liu Pheasant couldn't tell, but he still nodded heavily: "Yes!"
The postman asked again: "Why is that young man so scary at such a young age?"
Liu Pheasant said: "He just said he was a genius, didn't you hear?"
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The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Andu!
Autumn Wind Academy.
In the pavilion built with precious brown kudzu wood, two koi carp jumped to the water surface in the lotus pond, rolled and played, touched the lotus leaves, and made ripples.
At the end of the pavilion road beside the pool, there is an elegant waterside pavilion, in which two people are talking.
An old man wearing a black gauze crown and a tight purple robe, with a tall and tall figure and three long beards. There was no trace of emotion on his face, and he walked down slowly. One son, Fang said: "Mr. Dongfang has been back for a few months, are you still getting used to it?"
The person opposite had white beard and hair, but there was no trace of age on his face. He was dressed in an ordinary white master's robe, but his outstretched left hand was covered with age spots. He also said: "A mountain villager, I am used to living a hard life, the late emperor After his death, he had no choice but to drag his body with his old face and serve the new king for a few years. "
The face of the person opposite was still expressionless: "Zuo Cheng asked, where would the Sixth Division go?"
Mr. Dongfang pondered for a moment, but before he could speak, he saw a man in the distance. A man in a brown official robe and carrying a sword hurried over and handed over a piece of blood-stained cloth.
The old man in purple robe took it, glanced at it, and handed it to Mr. Dongfang.
Mr. Dongfang seemed to already know the content on the cloth without even taking a glance at it. There was a trace of surprise in his eyes that were like old wells for thousands of years, and he was silent for a moment: "I still need to borrow the hands of the supervisor."< br>
The purple-robed old man stroked his beard and pondered for a moment: "Order the five sects of Wudang, Shaolin, Gucang, Lingjian, and Heshan, the Half-Step Little Grandmaster, and the Little Grandmaster to take action!"
The man on the side saluted and asked: "Seizure Or kill?" The old man in purple robe looked at Mr. Dongfang, who was speechless and just made a move.
The man on the side looked at the chessboard, understood already, bowed and backed away, and left in a hurry.
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Nanli State is adjacent to the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is a powerful country with millions of armored men. There are many barbarian witch sects and extremely strong martial arts.
In the territory of Da Zhou, which is close to Nan Li, there is actually a large state of Nan Li. It was separated by water from Nan Li and shared the same roots and ancestors. However, because it was occupied by Da Zhou fifty years ago, now it has 300,000 soldiers fighting against each other. .
Three hundred thousand Zhou troops were commanded by the king of Nanli County.
The king of Nanli County, not to mention his name, just the title alone made the whole Nanli Kingdom grit their teeth, but they would never dare to cross the "Heavenly Pass" even half a step.
Three thousand Nanli Hongying can kill a hundred thousand soldiers without any blood on them!
In late spring, the fragrant peach and plum blossoms on the trees have faded, but in Nanli County Prince's Mansion, the flowers are still in bloom. As far as the eye can see, there are all famous species in the world.
It is said that the murderous prince, in order to make the daughter of the princess happy who had just returned home, sent powerful soldiers, exhausted seventy-two horses, and transplanted them from various places.
At this moment, the Dongling maid from a small place, holding a plate of watery lychees, passed through the layers of heavily guarded pavilions and entered the backyard.
“Hello, sister Xiang’er!”
“Aunt Su!”
"Good morning, Manager Sun!"
After bowing all the way, we finally arrived at an elegant courtyard with strong fragrance of flowers and green bamboos, and saw twelve maids standing upright, being fucked by a The stern-faced female steward scolded.
Dong Ling couldn't help but stick out his tongue, lowered his head and was about to go around, when the female steward scolded: "Lychees are cold in nature, so don't eat too much. If the princess feels unwell, I will take your baby." Life! Also, from now on, you have to call the princess, don’t always call her the eldest lady, there are no rules.”
“I got it!”
Dong Ling’s face turned pale and he walked in hastily. A luxuriously decorated women's boudoir was built. From here, one can already overlook the distant city walls and distant mountains, and the view is extremely broad.
She glanced at the graceful figure sitting in front of the white jade table by the window, dressed in white, with long hair reaching her waist. She put down the lychee and pouted: "Miss, this county prince's palace is so stuffy. There are too many rules. In winter, It’s not comfortable at all to live in the spirit! "
"You didn't go to Jiang's house, there are so many rules there!"
Su Miaojin put on a little makeup, and two strands of black hair fell on her cheeks. She was dressed in a lazy way, but it was The beauty is unparalleled.
Dong Ling was stunned when he saw the eldest lady painting. Curiously, he stepped forward to take a look and found that the painting was a young man in coarse linen clothes. He couldn't help but said: "Ah! Miss, you Are you painting Xin Zhuo again?"
Su Miaojin stopped the last stroke, picked up the painting and handed it to her: "Have you seen Xin Zhuo, does it look like it?"
Dong Ling looked at it for a while and tapped her chin with her finger: "It's very similar. The eldest lady is good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but nothing like that little thief Xin Zhuo, who only fights and robs!"
Su Miaojin shook her head and chuckled. , seeming to say to himself: "I always feel that Xin Zhuo... is That person from the Jiang family looks very similar to the portrait of the Prince of Western Qin, and he is about the same age. He really looks like him in every way..."
In fact, this doubt has been deeply buried since I went to the Jiang Mansion. Deep down in my heart, I can’t explain the reason, it seems to be a kind of divine connection!
Not waiting for Dong Ling to ask doubtfully, she had already shouted softly: "Aunt Hong?"
The female steward who was scolding the maid hurriedly came over, respectfully and unable to find any fault. Salute: "My slave is here!"
Su Miaojin rolled up the scroll, stuffed it into the envelope that had been prepared, and handed it over: "Eight hundred miles urgent, send it to the Jiang family!"
Aunt Hong was stunned for a moment: "The princess has already contacted the Jiang family. Cancel the engagement, why..."
Su Miaojin was expressionless.
Aunt Hong immediately received the letter: "Here!"
(End of this chapter)