The autumn is high and cool, the wind is light and the clouds are light, the wild geese fly south, the water and grass are abundant, the sun sets, the golden glow reflects the Boluo grassland, and a beautiful scene is displayed in front of the world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A river more than three zhang wide hides in the reeds more than one person high, the water flow is slow, clear and sweet, it is when the sun sets, the river is sparkling, a small boat is slowly moving on the river, the boat is supported by an old man, dark skin, strong body, dialing the long bamboo pole in his hand, squinting, looking at the distance of the river.

At the bow of the boat is a passenger.

Dressed in a green shirt, his long hair tied up casually with a headband, and two swords at his waist, he stood at the bow of the boat, as if looking at the end of the river.

The boat broke through the sparkling water, and the water rippled in all directions, disturbing the schools of fish that roosted under the reeds and swallowed the fresh air.

The man in the green shirt who was standing suddenly turned around, simply sat down directly against the railing, wrung out a good wine, poured it into his throat in a big gulp, felt the heat burning, and shouted a happy cry.

The old man who was holding the boat couldn't help laughing, revealing the few yellowed teeth that were left.

"Old man...... How long has it been holding the boat. ”

The man in the green shirt asked out loud with the wine table in his arms.

The smile on the old man's face was even worse, the bamboo pole in his hand was a little stronger, and the boat suddenly moved forward a little faster, "The boat that has lasted a lifetime - old, not good!"

Lao Su sighed softly and shook his head.

The frivolity on the face of the man in the green shirt gradually retracted, his eyes narrowed, and only a thin slit remained, "Old man, do you know, although there are many rivers on this Boluo grassland, but there is no magnificent momentum, through this Boluo grassland, into the west of the Taiqian Empire, there is a big river, just the width is a hundred times beyond this river, the boat on it is called cool, down the river, a thousand miles a day, it is really happy." ”

The old man who was holding the boat shook his head, clenched the bamboo pole in his hand, and said, "Old man, I don't want to toss, if I were twenty years younger, I really want to see the river you said." ”

The man in the green shirt was still squinting, staring at Lao Suo.

Lao Suo stretched the bamboo pole into the water, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and the boat rushed forward a few meters.

The man in the green shirt raised the wine table in his hand, and the wine suddenly poured into his throat like a stream, and in one breath, he drank all the wine in the wine table.

"Have you ever heard that on the great river that is too dry recently, hundreds of boats have flowed, and white sails have covered the sky and the sun, bringing countless grains and grasses to the border army in the west. The man in the green shirt slowly shook the wine table in his hand, and said in a calm voice.

Lao Suo's face changed slightly, but he quickly lowered his head, but the life in his hand was not the slightest slow.

"In the western realm, there are countless bright cards and secret whistles, what am I doing as an old man, when you say that, I am a little more and more curious. ”

Lao Sue said in a flat tone.

The man in the green shirt nodded, his squinting eyes suddenly opened, and the wine platform that shook in his right hand suddenly turned into an arrow from Xuan, galloped away, and smashed towards the old man.

Crash!

The sound of water rang out.

The three-foot-long bamboo pole jumped out of the water and pointed at the galloping wine platform, which turned into countless fragments in mid-air.

The man in the green shirt stood with his body, and the two swords on his waist came out together, with a fierce killing intent, killing the old man.

Lao Suo let out an angry shout, and the bamboo pole in his hand swept out, with a strong internal force, stirring in all directions, and the reeds on both sides of the bank suddenly tilted.

The two swords that came out of Qi were hit by a bamboo pole and flew upside down.

The man in the green shirt raised his right hand, and the long sword let out a buzzing sound.

There is also a sword like a streamer, stabbing at the throat of the old man, the old man's expression changed in shock, and he let go of the bamboo pole with both hands to stop the sword, but found that it was too late.

The sword pierced Lao Suo's throat mercilessly, Lao Suo's eyes were shocked, and he looked at the man in green shirt with wide eyes, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say it.

The man in the green shirt stretched out his left hand, and the murder fell into his hand without a drop of blood.

Looking at the old man who fell on the boat, the man in the green shirt shook his head a little helplessly, "Some scenery is to be remembered for a lifetime once you see it, such as the Grand Canal that you watched in the morning." ”

As soon as the words fell, the man in the green shirt rose to the sky, and the two swords on his waist made a crashing sound, and he quickly disappeared.

After a long time.

In the military camp in the west, the man in the green shirt entered with two swords, and the soldiers on patrol saluted respectfully when they saw it, "Hello general." ”

The man in the green shirt nodded and entered the big tent of the Chinese army.

In the Boluo Grassland, there are fine works who risk death to cross the border to spy on intelligence, but the Taiqian Empire has a general with two swords at his waist to cut him with a sword.

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In the imperial capital, after the autumn rain, the temperature is warm and cold, and many of the nobles in the palace who are light and soft-boned are a little uncomfortable, and they are panicked when they have a slight headache and brain fever, but they are busy with the imperial doctors in the palace, as well as the maids and servants who serve the nobles.

On the huge palace hall, the temperature is a little low, and the noisy early dynasty has ended, Long Yue sat on the dragon chair and looked carefully at the two folds on the table.

One fold was handed over by the iron-blooded king Li Qing, and the other fold was handed over by the old lady Fu Wenren Chu.

There are many similar things written on the two folds, and the same people are not much different at first glance, but after careful reading, the difference is still very large.

Closing the two folds, Long Yue's expression showed a trace of tiredness and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Wu Bo was about to turn around and leave, and went to prepare some braziers to warm up the hall.

Long Yue, who closed his eyes and recuperated, stopped Wu Bo.

"Fog Bo...... Has Li Qing, the Iron Blood King, returned home?"

Wu Bo's steps to leave froze, turned around, and said respectfully: "Li Qing, the Iron Blood King, has returned home." ”

Long Yue pondered for a moment and said, "Tell me if this Li Qing has been resting for too long, it is rumored that the thirteen states of the Southern Barbarian are the thirteen states of the Iron Blood King, so shouldn't he be allowed to protect it?"

Long Yue seemed to be asking, and it seemed to be asking himself.

Wu Bo's body couldn't help but be shocked, he lowered his head, he didn't speak, and he didn't dare to say anything - just one sentence: The thirteen states of the Nanban are the thirteen states of the Iron Blood King, this is a damn crime, the emperor said, but he can't talk about it.

Long Yue was silent for a moment, and continued: "This year, all the stored grain in Jiangbei Kyushu was transported to the western border, and it can barely maintain the expenses of the western army for a year, this is not a long-term solution after all, the food of the empire has never supported idlers, and it should be solved once and for all." ”

Wu Bo lowered his head and raised suddenly, looking at Long Yue in disbelief, all along, Long Yue has been planning to seize the Boluo Grassland, so that the western territory is completely stable as Mount Tai, and the empire uses three hundred years of national strength to open up the Grand Canal, its intention is self-evident - in order to one day, to seize the Boluo Grassland.