Chapter 63 Fate and fame, that is important
Xu Zhe wanted to kill Zhou Fei, not at the behest of Meng Zhulu.
It's that he personally thinks that Zhou Fei must die.
Last time, the national division united with the left prime minister to deal with Zhou Ding with the acquiescence of His Majesty the Emperor, Xu Zhe once wrote to Meng Zhulu and told the lord that this opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, because Meng Zhulu is the only one who collects my military power, and if he also joins the army that crusades against Zhou Ding, then there will be no one left alive in the Zhou family.
However, what Xu Zhe never expected was that Meng Zhulu reprimanded him fiercely, and told him that the gentleman did something and did not do something, and the dispute between him and Zhou Ding was just a dispute of ideas, and the ultimate goal of both parties was to safeguard the interests of Datang, which was not a personal grudge.
His Majesty the Emperor used such a method to deal with Zhou Ding, and it is possible to use such a method to deal with the Meng family in the future!
If he falls into the well at this moment, when the emperor attacks the Meng family in the future, others will also learn from him.
Xu Zhe did not agree with the Lord's point of view, but he still obeyed orders honestly.
This time, the academy sent students to the grassland to practice, and Xu Zhe stared at Zhou Fei all the way, wanting to wait for an opportunity to attack. However, the protector will always be in shape, and it is not easy to start.
What I didn't expect was that Zhou Fei actually walked into the depths of the grassland without knowing what to do, how could Xu Zhe miss this kind of heaven-sent opportunity?
Solving Zhou Fei and disposing of this batch of horse thieves at the same time is simply a lot of work.
On weekdays, assassinating a disciple on the second floor of the academy would inevitably bring endless calamity. The entire Datang people know that the master is an extremely protective person, and his disciples cannot be bullied by others.
Thirty years ago, a disciple on the second floor of the academy was killed by the priests of the Garan Temple, and the master came to the Garan Temple alone, set up a pergola at the entrance in front of the temple mountain, and sat quietly for three days.
For three days, not a single person from the temple came out to communicate with the Master.
At that time, the temple was extremely arrogant, thinking that the master would not dare to do anything.
But they were wrong.
On the fourth day, Master began to climb the mountain.
The Master walked very slowly.
However, every step is trampling on the dignity of the Garan Temple.
Because no one has ever climbed a mountain in such a way.
The temple began to send people to stop it.
Then these people who were sent to stop were all defeated by the Master, and their cultivation was ruined.
The Master continued to climb the mountain.
A day later, the Master came halfway up the mountain.
This is the front hall of the Garan Temple, and it is also the place where all outsiders stop.
The front hall is dedicated to the goddess.
She is a goddess that all believers believe in.
The Master smashed the statue of the goddess.
smashed the front hall as well.
As a result, the people at the top of the temple could not sit still and began to send priests down to communicate with the Master.
The master ignored them, sent them all away, and continued to climb the mountain.
If the master is allowed to walk to the top of the sacred mountain like this, then the temple will no longer be able to raise his head in front of the academy in the future.
So not long after the Master's second departure, a human head was delivered to the Master.
This is the priest who murdered the disciple of the Master by despicable means.
The Master turned the human head into powder, and then turned away in a dashing manner.
After this battle, no one questioned the strength of the master.
And the common people of the Great Wilderness judge whether a person is awesome or not, depending on whether he has the ability to walk on the temple and the mountain.
The temple and the mountain have also become a place for many masters to prove themselves, but it made the group of people in the temple cry and laugh, and after dealing with a few people with ruthless methods, this trend stopped.
But no matter what the latecomers are, no one doubts the strength of the master.
The disciples of the academy, especially those on the second floor, and the disciples of the master and son, few of them dared to find trouble easily.
But this is the grassland, a place where horse thieves are rampant and barbarians are rampant.
killed Zhou Fei, and then blamed the horse thief, even if the master wants to take revenge, it is not the head of the Marshal's Mansion.
This is Xu Zhe's wishful thinking.
......
Night is here again.
The atmosphere in the camp was solemn to the extreme.
After the battle last night, the mental pressure of the girls of Dingjian Pavilion was so extreme that they couldn't rest at all during the day, and those farmers were so frightened that they didn't dare to close their eyes, huddled together, extremely pitiful.
Now, night strikes again.
The crowd was even more sleepy.
Zhou Fei did not leave, but he only stayed in the corner of the camp, and made it clear that he would leave if the horse thieves attacked.
The girls of Dingjian Pavilion have no opinion on this.
But it is inevitable that he will despise Zhou Fei a little in his heart.
The moon slowly climbed into the sky.
The moon stars are scarce and suitable for killing.
Click, click.
The sound of horses' hooves finally came.
At the same time, there is the signature roar of horse thieves.
The girls of the Ding Sword Pavilion stood up in unison, and then drew their swords in unison.
In this battle, there was almost no chance of victory, and they stayed only for the reputation of Ding Sword Pavilion.
This is a group of girls who value their reputation more than their lives.
Zhou Fei didn't know whether to call them stupid or admire them.
"Sisters, we may all die in this battle. Are you afraid?" asked Heng Lingdong.
The girls replied loudly: "Don't be afraid." ”
"It's all good. Master once taught us that as a swordsman, we should show our sword even if we know that we are invincible, and this is the spirit of a swordsman. Never go back. Once you step back, you will never be able to improve your kendo. Sisters, do you see those poor people? They see us as hope, and we will save their lives even if we fight to the death. Heng Lingdong said loudly.
"The Sword Warrior is unmatched!"
The girls of Dingjian Pavilion shouted out the admonition of Dingjian Pavilion.
The horse thief also appeared on the horizon.
In the darkness of the night, he rushed to the camp.
The first round of attacks was still a rain of arrows.
The girls waved their swords vigorously to block the rain of arrows.
However, the rain of arrows was so dense that many girls were still injured, and many farmers were shot dead on the spot.
The situation has become extremely dangerous.
Zhou Fei said: "It's still too late to run, I have a way to stop them for a while." ”
"Zhou Gongzi, please don't say anything more if you run away. Ling Zhaoyan also stood up, looking at her appearance, she was ready to use the sword formation again.
"You don't have much aura left, and you'll die halfway through the sword formation. Zhou Fei said coldly.
Ling Zhaoyan said: "It's better to die than to be a coward." ”
Zhou Fei said: "Damn, do you know what it means to stay in Qingshan without worrying about no firewood." ”
"I don't understand. Ling Zhaoyan said.
Zhou Fei: "......"
By this time, the horse thieves who had rushed to the front had already entered the camp.
The girls, both wounded and unwounded, rushed forward with their swords in their hands and stood in a league with the horse thieves.
Miao Meow rushed to the front.
Zhou Fei pointed at Ling Zhaoyan and said, "When I meet your group of people, I really have eight lifetimes of mold, let me tell you." ”
After speaking, he took out the inscription knife and began to engrave the inscription.
Ling Zhaoyan took the initiative to hand over his sword: "Engrave one for me too, inscription master." ”