The moment He Lixing dragged his weak legs and feet out of the gate of the Chu Palace, he took a deep breath and exhaled fiercely: "I am not willing to live a lifetime of wealth and danger." ”

is really fed up with the tattered habits of the officialdom of the state over the years, and there is already a grievance in his heart that has nowhere to vent, he understands that there must be a big crisis in the great wealth, not to mention the wretched spirit he has suffered over the years, just hugging Chen Jingcang's thigh, He Lixing has the courage to fight.

Young general, young miscellaneous general, He Lixing doesn't want to be called an old miscellaneous general by others in the future, just like the outside world calls his father He Daring a "miscellaneous general", the meanness between his words and the contemptuous eyes when he sees himself are like a needle in the heart, how can he raise a knife and kill them?

He didn't dare, so he humbly stayed away from these people, he didn't dare to use the lives of his father and several of his uncles to exchange for a moment of refreshment, only forbearance, when was the end of the year after so many years?

Wait until his father is in the grave?

He Lixing raised his eyes and looked at the sky, the night sky was starry, He Lixing looked at the street in the distance, he was waiting for someone!

Chen Jingcang and He Lixing have already talked in detail about the soldiers and horses in his hands now, and the strength is geometric, so naturally he will not let He Lixing go back, and be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old ship, which Chen Jingcang bought with dozens of lives.

The sound of horses' hooves, a carriage slowly came, He Li walked forward to pull the curtain, He Bold bowed out of the carriage, followed by two old men of the same age as He Daring, two old men one tall and one fat, the tall one was carrying a spear behind him, this person was the second master of the original cottage He Tietou, and the fat old man with a horizontal face was the third master of the king land. The two old men silently followed behind He Daring, without saying a word, just stepped forward and patted He Lixing's shoulder.

When He Lixing asked someone to pass the word home, he also specially gave a message to these two old masters of the former village: "Maybe you can lift the head on the waistband of your trousers?"

This sentence is the jargon in the original cottage, most of the time when it comes to an important matter, or a major event of life and death, this sentence will be transmitted, and this sentence also means that life and death are at stake, and you can choose by yourself.

He Tietou and Wang Didi both laughed heartily when they received this sentence, how to practice it, these years of wimply qi have already reached its peak, but there is a lack of an opportunity to vent, and now it seems that the time has come.

The old is old, but there is also a sense of pride.

He Lixing clenched his fists and bowed down and said: "The little nephew has thanked the two uncles, but there are some things that have to be explained, there is a trench on this road, I hope the uncle and uncle will think about it clearly." ”

"I have a big knife that I can split?" He Tietou said with a smile. Wang Di smiled and didn't say anything, just nodded lightly at He Lixing.

In this way, the two old masters restored the pride of the year, one stretched out a hand on He Daring's shoulder, and the three of them said in unison: "The road is uneven, cut it with a knife, the bridge does not leave, take a cold bath in the river!"

The three old men, who had already looked down on life and death, followed He Lixing into the Bingzhou Palace.

Early in the morning of the second day, He Lixing and the three masters left the palace early and went to the mountain that Chen Jingcang was going to go up during the Qingming Festival, and the two of them did not come back until midnight, but the terrain of the entire mountain has been recorded in detail.

Chen Jingcang saw another person today, Lu Deliang, a military general from the third rank, who made an extremely fierce hammer in one hand, called "fixed-point hammer method." ”

Lu Deliang is good at stacking strength, hammer after hammer, and the explosive strength after stacking strength is quite extraordinary.

Lu Deliang is in his early forties this year, and at the age of fourteen, he entered the account of the king of Chu, and he smashed out of the official rank of Sanpin with a hammer, and he brought four hundred city defense troops to this trip, and there are also troops in various other places in the state who are about to arrive, and the number of people will not be too much, and there should be about 1,000 people in the total of the full fight, but it seems that it is still not enough.

Somehow, Chen Jingcang was still uneasy in his heart, although He Lixing and others had begun to set traps on the mountain, Chen Jingcang never had confidence in his heart, how could ordinary thousands of soldiers stop the heroes of the rivers and lakes who flew away?

Numbers don't mean superiority, because no fool will rush into battle.

People from all over the world flocked to it, Chen Jingcang was busy until late at night, he sat in the study and waited quietly, and the next person Chen Jingcang was a little expectant.

The sky was about to break, and a slender figure slowly pushed open the door of the study, the woman smiled and said softly: "Did the prince guess that it was me?" Chen Jingcang took a sip of tea and nodded lightly: "The smell of the rouge girl has been smelled by this king since you stepped into the door of the Chu King's Mansion, and it is really a distinguished guest." ”

Rouge gently handed over a letter, Chen Jingcang took it and glanced down, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "What a great gift." ”

Rouge smiled and didn't speak, staring at Chen Jingcang with her very good-looking eyes, Chen Jingcang raised his eyes to look at her, and said slowly: "This sincerity is not enough!"

Rouge still didn't speak immediately, she walked up to Chen Jingcang, stared at him and said, "Don't you think the prince thinks I'm beautiful at all?"

Chen Jingcang deliberately turned his head, picked up another cup of tea on the table and handed it to Rouge, and said: "The girl is naturally beautiful, but this king is ......" Chen Jingcang paused for a moment, and then said: "There are some things that the rouge girl should also understand and explain is boring!"

"The prince really doesn't pity the fragrance and jade at all. Rouge suddenly lifted the thin veil that had been covering her face, she stared at Chen Jingcang with a smile, her eyes were inquiring, and asked, "But a side concubine, the prince really can't take less?"

Chen Jingcang shook his head: "It's not that I can't, but I don't dare!"

Rouge silently put on the veil, took the tea handed by Chen Jingcang, and turned around with a smile: "This business is really a big loss, the prince is really a dime and a dime iron rooster!"

Rouge left the Chu Palace, what she sent was really a "big gift", but the position of a side concubine was too much of a lion's mouth, the prince naturally had a concubine and two side concubines, to be honest, Rouge was far from qualified to become Chen Jingcang's side concubine, but Chen Jingcang and Rouge were just doing business, some people offered a price, and some people naturally lowered the price, but the two who had seen a few times could not have any dry firewood, love at first sight, too unrealistic.

Rouge, who left the palace, immediately returned to the inn and sent a letter of resignation to the marriage sect.

Chen Jingcang stood up straight, stretched his waist, pushed open the door, and looked at the few houses that were still lit up in the middle of the night, it was already the beginning of the month, but there were still four days to go, and his grandfather might be able to come back, now it seems that under the hostile calculations, I am afraid that it will be delayed for a few days, at least until Chen Jingcang has gone up the mountain before it is possible to come back.

I didn't sleep all night last night, I was a little sleepy, Chen Jingcang returned to his yard, stretched his body and slowly practiced boxing, until his body was warm, he went to Chen Feizhu's yard again, and gently knocked on the door, but after two sounds, Chen Feizhu rushed to open the gatehouse, Chen Jingcang smiled: "Sister, didn't you say that grandpa could rush back at the beginning of the month? Why is there no news until today?"

Chen Feizhu sat cross-legged on the bed before he spoke: "They also counted my grandfather into it, I'm afraid they will have to wait for six or seven days." ”

When the sky was dark, a large group of people and horses were galloping, led by the old man, wearing a bauhinia python robe, there was a not very real scar at the corner of his eye, which extended to his ears, and more than a thousand people behind him were also tirelessly galloping, the sound of horses' hooves on the official road was uniform, and the speed was also extremely fast, and the passing city gate did not dare to stop and ask.

Suddenly, the old man in the bauhinia python robe lifted the reins, and he stopped suddenly, a thousand people ago, there was an elegant-looking middle-aged man, with his hands behind him, standing on the official road alone.

Tai'an, several dragon instruments in the Tianji Pavilion that monitored the luck of the world suddenly burst. frightened the few old men who were guarding the Heavenly Machine Palace.

Before the thousand people, one person was independent, and the thousand people did not dare to move in the slightest, even the old man in the python robe did not move, just stared at the middle-aged man in front of him, and did not speak for a long time, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and pointed at Tai'an, and turned around slightly.

The old man in the python robe sighed, turned over and dismounted.

No one in the world dared not to put the name of Chu Bayue in his eyes, Chu Bayue, who was in a bauhinia python robe, had just rushed here from Tai'an, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, he was actually walking towards him slowly.

The two walked side by side, there was a tea pavilion not far from the official road, the old man sat down with the elegant man, and the thousands of people behind him stayed in place and waited.

It is unwise to know that it is not wise to do it, and if a thousand more people come to the past, it will be useless to rush into it? Chu Bayue knew in his heart that even if ten thousand more people came, it would be useless.

As soon as the two of them sat down, another middle-aged man slowly walked out of the military column, he walked quickly behind Chu Bayue, holding a simple big sword in both hands, closed his eyes, and stood there as if no one was there.

Where has the old shopkeeper of the tea pavilion seen such a majestic old man, even the passers-by who are resting in the pantry are prostrate on the ground together, the python robe, this is the most noble person in the world can wear it, fake? The old shopkeeper can't even think of it, who dare?

Chu Bayue turned his head and said in a harmonious voice: "Shopkeeper, come to a pot of tea." ”

The old shopkeeper hurriedly got up, tremblingly prepared the tea, respectfully placed the teacup for this "big man" who couldn't even breathe smoothly in front of him, and filled it with tea, the old shopkeeper wanted to pour a cup of tea for the elegant man, Chu Bayue stretched out his hand to stop: "He doesn't deserve to drink such good tea!"

The old shopkeeper didn't dare to squeak, and stepped aside to stop moving.

"So stingy? Don't even give a cup of tea? Uncle Chu. The elegant man shook his head with a smile and said.

"In vain, you call me Uncle Chu, do you have to put Xiaocang and die?"

The elegant man sighed: "It's really hard to say about friendship, I owe it to that guy who is far away in Liaodong, and it's not good if I don't pay it back all the time." After speaking, he pointed to the top of his head and said, "It depends on when that guy in Liaodong asks him to return the incense, I'm afraid that everyone will have to meet each other at that time." ”

It turned out that Chu Bayue raised his eyes and looked at the slightly dull sky, and said with a dumb smile: "It turns out that you, a Confucian sage, are just a microphone, and the person who really stands in the way turns out to be that one!"

Chu Bayue got up, he wanted to turn back to Tai'an, and he couldn't continue to rush to Bingzhou no matter what happened today.

Because he knows that if another 100,000 people come, he is afraid that he will not be able to leave.

The one who stands in the way is an immortal!