"Brother Bei, Zhang Liang is known as the peerless genius of Nanzhao, his strategy is shocking to the world, and his talent is ancient and modern, I don't know how many chances you have?" Li Bai's eyes were fixed on Beichen, wanting to see some clues. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, to his disappointment, Beichen's expression was calm, and there was no wave on his face, as if tomorrow's battle had nothing to do with him.

"Dragon and Tiger Fight......"

Du Fu muttered, the melancholy in his eyes was not concealed at all, and even Meng Ge Lao, who had been silent, sighed, who Zhang Liang was, a famous name, and few people didn't know when he said it.

is the so-called fame under the vain, if this Zhang Liang does not have this strength, he will definitely not be famous in the world.

"What do you think this is?"

Beichen smiled and said nothing, stretched out his hand to point at the raging flames, the three of them were surprised, and said truthfully: "This is a torch, what does Brother Bei mean?" ”

Nodding, Beichen pointed to the dark starry sky without five fingers, and then asked, "What is the night sky on weekdays?" ”

"Stars, Bright Moon ......"

Du Fu didn't know what he meant, and opened his mouth to answer, and the other two also looked over, Beichen's question was a little paranoid, and it had nothing to do with tomorrow's battle.

"Hahahaha, how can the light of fireflies be with Haoyue Zheng Hui!"

Laughing loudly, Beichen pushed the door and walked out, leaving only the three people who looked at each other, and after a long time, Li Bai stared at Beichen's departing figure and muttered in a low voice: "Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can I be a Penghao person!" ”

Beichen, who went out, didn't go to rest, he asked Uncle Hua to go to Wang Changling's old residence of Wang Ge, and calculated that the old Wang Ge and his party should have arrived.

But the news, Wang Ge was more than an hour later, Uncle Hua came back and brought a door that made Beichen frown and was more surprised, the door was closed, the cobwebs were dense, and no one was found.

After thinking about it, Beichen felt that it might be that Wang Ge Lao and his party were delayed on the road, and he was traveling day and night, so he should be faster.

The next day, the sky was just bright, and the rain fell on Chang'an at night, and the temperature plummeted, but outside Chang'an City, there were many people from other places, mostly some literati and scholars, and they were talented and lifted.

And with the passage of time, there are more and more people, and there is a battle to discharge the ten-mile long street.

It's just that everyone doesn't know that Beichen, the object of their discussion, is sleeping in King Mu's Mansion in Chang'an City at the moment, and there is no tension at all.

"It's all this time, can you still sleep?"

Meng Ge Lao and Li Bai Du Fu stayed awake all night, they were all worried about Wen Bi, if they lost, the consequences would be unimaginable, but what they never expected was that Beichen, as the party concerned, could still sleep?

Beichen sat up unhurriedly, and said with a haha: "Why can't you sleep, the competition is nothing more than two results, either lose or win, in this case, why not be calm!" ”

The surface is calm, but Beichen still has a suspicion in his heart, if Zhang Liang is the previous traverser, it can't be a dragon fight, or he will be killed without suspense!

"Uncle Hua, are breakfast ready?"

Turning his head, Beichen was not anxious at all, but looked at Uncle Hua who walked in and asked about breakfast.

Uncle Hua bowed: "Madam is ready, Beigongzi, please come with me......"

Regarding Beichen's attitude, Li Bai and the three of them could only shake their heads, but this is fine, winning or losing is secondary, and it may be better to be bearish.

During the meal, Beichen finally saw Princess Mu, who had never shown up, and Beichen was shocked at first sight, his skin was like congealed fat, his hands were like softness, his posture was proud, and he was slim.

A super beauty, although the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes show that she is old, she still can't hide the peerless elegance and enchantment.

"I've seen you!"

was startled at first, and Beichen sighed when he came back to his senses, and suddenly remembered in his mind that it was the news he saw by chance in the newspaper, restoring the original appearance of the ancients, and her person was the peerless Princess Mu, whose identity was mysterious and untraceable!

"Childe smiled, it's the first time the concubine and you have met!" The princess smiled and looked kind.

"......" stopped talking, Beichen really didn't know what to say, if according to that daily report, Princess Mu had little time left.

Assassinate!

Archaeologists have come to the conclusion that assassination is death, a knife to the throat, and a direct death!

After dinner, Beichen always wanted to find an opportunity to speak out, but he always didn't know how to speak, to no avail, so he could only be pulled out of the door by Meng Haoran and went straight to Chang'an City.

The morning sun rises in the east, and the city of Chang'an is already crowded with people, I am afraid that there are no less than 10,000 people, blocking the road to the point of impassability, and the three of Beichen have no choice but to wait.

It wasn't until more than half an hour later, there were two columns of civil and military officials, and the Tang Emperor came to watch the battle in person, and when he saw this battle, all of them slowly retreated, kneeling on the ground and shouting long live in fear!

"See, if you lose this competition today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive......" Following Tang Huang, Li Bai whispered softly in Beichen's ear.

"Yes, under the watchful eye of all people, if you can't save the face of the Tang Dynasty...... Du Fu looked worried, the formation was too big, and the crowd was watching, what if he lost?

Taking a deep breath, Beichen looked helpless: "If I go up to this Chang'an City, it will be a mixed life and death, and if I don't go up, I will definitely die, do you think there is a choice?" ”

Struggling to climb up to Chang'an City, Beichen first walked to the Tang Emperor and made a big salute, and then walked towards the vacated space, where there was already a person, a young man about thirty years old, with a white face and bright eyes.

"See, that's our Qilin talent in Luoyang, who is only eight high, rich and five cars!" There are people from Luoyang, the former residence, who boasted about the surroundings.

It's just that the scholars around him all rolled their eyes: "It is Zhang Liang of Nanzhao Kingdom who fought against him, it is said that this person not only has unparalleled tactics in the world, but also his literary talent is shocking to the world!" ”

"But isn't it, the civil officials of the Tang Dynasty have all been defeated in the hands of this person, and Beichen Wencai can't be a "Qilin talent", can he do it? "All talented literati who know the situation are worried.

"Dead horses should be treated as live horse doctors!"

Walking closer, Beichen looked at the people from the six countries on the other side, and said lightly: "Are you going up together, or are you coming one by one?" ”

Beichen's voice is not too loud, but he can stand on a high place, his voice floats far away, and the people of the Tang Dynasty who are watching are all stunned, too domineering, this is naked contempt, and he does not put the literati of the Six Kingdoms in his eyes at all.

Tang Emperor Li Longji nodded, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but a prince with real power next to him frowned and stopped talking.

"This is Brother Beichen, right?"

Zhang Liang stretched out his hand to stop the scribes of the Six Kingdoms who were about to get angry, stepped forward and saluted: "Brother Bei doesn't know, except for Zhang Liang, the literati of the Six Kingdoms have been defeated in vain, and they can't fight again!" ”

"You are Brother Zhang, just right, I still have something to say to Brother Zhang!"

Staring at Zhang Liang in front of him, Beichen took a deep breath, his eyes were bright, and he said sonorously: "Brother Zhang, your father is dead!" ”

Stunned, Zhang Liang frowned, although he didn't hear what he meant, but he heard that it was not a good word, but when he saw Beichen's polite appearance, he was even more puzzled: "Brother Bei, what does this mean?" ”

"It's not interesting, with your answer, I'm relieved!"

The corners of Beichen's mouth rose, revealing a smile that everyone didn't expect, Zhang Liang frowned even more, always feeling a little panicked in his heart.