"They won't believe it, but they will be suspicious. General, the time we can use is the time they hesitate. The spies reported that according to Zhou Shusheng's frenzied temperament, there would inevitably be a light sharp force to come to the test. Wen Yuan's face was indifferent, a smile appeared in the melancholy corner of his eyes, and his demeanor was leisurely and elegant, "General Xiang, Zhou Shusheng is a soldier, if the general doesn't want to be interlocked by the other party's schemes, he will take risks." ”

When Xiang Yiming heard this, he raised his arm, pinched the handle of the tin kettle, glanced at the empty teacup in front of Wen Yuan, and personally poured tea for the other party.

One person's eyes are confident, elegant and like a god, and the other person's eyes are melancholy, and he has his own good plan in the abdomen.

"The plan to go upstairs and draw the ladder?" Xiang Yiming smiled, stood up, walked outside the pavilion, slowly held up the paper umbrella, and turned his head slightly to look at Wen Yuan who was sitting upright, "The sergeant moved forward in batches and lured him." ”

Wen Yuan calmly raised the teacup in his hand, glanced at the corners of Xiang Yiming's mouth, and slowly finished the tea.

.................

One day later.

【Pingfang.Main City】

The huge stardial copper plate was bathed in the moonlight, and an old man was holding a cane with one hand behind his back, looking up at the huge stardial copper plate with his back bent, and the hand behind his back was pinching again and again.

"Teacher." Behind him, a middle-aged man with a preachy spirit looked at the back of the old man, he held a note in his hand, and said with a hesitant expression, "The spies in front are back, and the enemy army is stationed at the Pingfang Pavilion outside the city. ”

The old man lowered his head, sighed heavily, and spoke with his back to the middle-aged man, "Wei Yao, you are the master of this flat fang, and you don't need to pull me, an old man who is about to step into the cemetery, into these things." After he finished speaking, he turned around, an old face was extremely vicissitudes, and the hair on his temples was snow-white and flowing, "Wei Yao, have you forgotten the premise that the old man agreed to go out of the mountain? The old man is just helping you govern this city, not defending you." ”

The middle-aged man named Wei Yao slowly lowered his head, he spread out his hand and glanced at the note in his palm, and in hesitation, he raised his head again, "It's Xiang Yiming, the person who came is the successor of the first phase of the Zhanmen students." This...."

"In troubled times, there will be heroes who wield their swords. The old man raised an arm and interrupted Wei Yao's unfinished words, he stared at the other party, his voice was almost rotten, "Wei Yao, do you see the point on the copper plate? The day of the old man's return to the ruins is approaching, that is, in this month..."

Wei Yao's eyes suddenly widened, and he knelt down suddenly, holding his head high, "Teacher...."

"Wei Yao, twenty-seven years ago, a friend of mine who was a star master warned me in a letter not to get too involved in the affairs of the court. He said, his eyes burning with light, "The man from outside the city was the man in the mouth of my old friend. ”

"What?" Wei Yao narrowed his eyes, revealing a confused expression.

"Hehe, you don't have to know about old things. He smiled dryly and waved his hand, "The old man promised that friend that if it was as he said, I would do something for him." The old man's tone was full of reminiscence, he remembered the young star master who was young and windy, and just one sentence was to calculate the chaos of the Yue Kingdom twenty-four years ago, and three years later, the chaos happened just as the star master said.

He also survived because of that star master, and did not get involved in the royal party struggle prematurely.

"I wonder who the teacher promised?" Wei Yao asked with his head held high, in his impression, this old man had started studying the stars more than twenty years ago, but he didn't have any friends with the stars.

"Tuoba Pre-Su, that Tuoba family's rare talent. The old man sighed softly, "He is very accurate, when the day of the old man's return to the ruins is approaching, it is the time when this person comes, and he is worthy of being a peerless person of the Tuoba family." He said, his tone becoming more and more unstable, "You are my disciple, although you are relatively late, but the old man has something to give you, which he also gave to the old man back then." ”

Wei Yao's eyes narrowed, "Teacher, please speak." ”

"In the chaos of the government, the courtiers cannot be easily merged. Wei Yao stared intently at his disciple, "This war far away from Los Angeles is a continuation of the disaster twenty-four years ago, and the teacher is reluctant to join, I hope you will also act cautiously." ”

Wei Yao lowered his head slowly, he looked at the old man, his lips moved, "Does the teacher want the disciple to give up the city to the enemy? As he spoke, his face became worse and worse, "Although I, Wei Yao, am not a loyal person, I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

The old man's pupils slowly narrowed, and he stared at Wei Yao, "What is established in the stars, how can we and other courtiers change it? The chaos in the royal family, it must be the people of the royal family who can stop the chaos." The old man said, his tone stiffened, "Adapt to the development of the situation and minimize the internal friction of the Yue royal family, this is what loyal ministers should do." ”

"But.... But like this..."

"The old man knows what you're thinking? You are not concerned about this dynasty, but you are afraid of the world's leisurely mouth, and you are afraid that you will be burdened with the name of greed for life and fear of death for the rest of your life. The old man snorted coldly and interrupted what Wei Yao was about to say, "Leave the matter of defense to your junior brother, he is the spear of the broken army waiting in this troubled world, and the war is where he grew up." ”

Wei Yao lowered his head, his junior brother was only eighteen years old, he had been by the old man's side since he was a child, and he was good at martial arts while studying the Ten Thousand Volumes of War Books, and he was a pure-blooded Yu Clan, a member of the Bai Clan.

"The junior brother is young, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to win this battle. Wei Yao hesitated for a moment and lowered his head.

"Hmph, it's not for the sake of winning the battle, but for your face, and to send him in. The old man's words suddenly became stern, glaring at his disciple who had no vision, "Wei Yao, go with the flow, this is not only a good thing for Yue Guo, but also a good thing for you." In any case, this is also a war within the royal family. ”

"Yes. After a moment of silence, Wei Yao, who was kneeling on the ground, nodded, showing hesitation again.

"What else?" the old man's eyelids narrowed.

"The teacher just said that it was to send the junior brother in, is this also the teacher..."

"Wei Yao, this is not what you should ask. The people of the Bai family should appear on the battlefield, and they should also appear on the bright side of the Zhongzhou Continent. As a teacher is also entrusted by others, after the teacher leaves, the old man hopes that you will put your junior brother first. If he agrees with you, the people behind him will protect your family for a hundred years. The old man closed his eyes and showed a tired look, "You go down, what you said for the teacher just now, you don't have the slightest leak, your life, sometimes, there is nothing you can do for the teacher." ”

Wei Yao's eyes showed a deep groan, and after a moment he nodded fiercely, turned around and walked out.

(As mentioned earlier, the Bai family of the Yu clan is one of the four major families of a certain organization, and the Tuoba family has served this organization for generations.) So I won't say much about the origin of the old man. ）