But please understand, for the royal princes, this two-hundred-mile road is already very remarkable! How could they possibly let Dongxun go back to Jingdong to see it? What if something happens? They need Donghoon's protection! They hugged Dongxun tightly in front of them like a heart armor and refused to let go at all.

Donghoon wants to go back, unless they follow along!

But this large group was finally pulled out of the capital, and they had to jump back to a suspicious place, what happened?

It froze. Not before, not after.

Or the Queen Mother has an idea, let the cook and the palace E pull out - hey, yes, it's the two who didn't kill the two who were merciful in front of them, and told them to make meritorious contributions! Tell them to be vanguards and messengers, and go to Xie Yunjian to report a message first, saying that the emperor is coming, what should I do if I see Xie Yunjian?

In case Xie Yunjian really has opposing intentions, these two people will be regarded as sword testing stones. They were cut down by Xie Yunjian first, and the emperor didn't want to go over to the painting city.

But if Xie Yunjian was very cunning and deliberately polite to these two people, so as to lure the emperor and the others to come and catch them all, how could this be good?

To say that ginger is still old and spicy! After discussing with several old courtiers, the Queen Mother had another idea: let these two envoys put on an arrogant look with their nostrils facing the sky, and it would be embarrassing for Xie Yunjian! If Xie Yunjian is really a loyal minister, he must be polite to the emperor's envoy. The emperor knew his sincerity. When the emperor arrives at him, he will be allowed to give him a good reward, so that all the anger he receives will be worthwhile. If he hadn't been a loyal servant, he wouldn't have been angry, and he would have jumped up and killed the two messengers. Then the emperor will know that he has a different heart, and he will not have to go to him! Yes, that's it!

This idea was presented to Cui Heng, and Cui Heng felt that there seemed to be something wrong. But he was really dying, his head began to get dizzy, his thinking began to be unclear, and he couldn't see where the problem was. Moreover, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, and even more to avoid the ministers from making him stunned, he did not hand over to the courtiers who went out of Beijing with him to discuss, and directly did what the queen mother wanted, and sent the two "envoys" out!

After sending it out. The emperor and the ministers waited. They all pinched their sweat and held on to such good hopes: Xie Yunjian will definitely be able to withstand the test. He will not disappoint the expectations of the emperor!

General Dongxun silently wiped his knife.

The knife is really a good knife, and the steel imported from the west is made by the most famous craftsmen.

The craftsman's surname is Shen, and I heard that he is Shen Zhan's apprentice.

Shen Zhan only left a knife. The knife. In Donghoon's younger sister. Guo Liche's hand. It's called Green Eyebrows.

The green eyebrow knife is small, thin, and narrow. Curved, like a beauty's eyebrows, the color should be colorless, but the sword is quiet, like a bottomless forest shadow.

Guo Liche didn't like such a knife, he thought it was too delicate.

She's a girl herself, but she doesn't like such girly things.

But after getting the green eyebrows, she suddenly liked it. The love is indescribable. Dongxun had to think that if she met a suitable man, she would fall in love like this, right? That day she will no longer be able to pretend to be a tomboy, and will obediently get married, IKEA.

If she still has a chance to marry obediently.

If only he could stay by her side and protect her. Like all the previous times, she protected him in her own way.

It's a pity that he has to protect the royal family here.

A gang of fugitive royals, a litter of lost dogs...... He really didn't want to say that about his king, but he was too aggrieved to speak.

His whole life has been spent in silence. Graphite is subjected to endless pressure and scorching in the ground, turning into diamonds. And what about him? He's just wasted. There are ambitions, but there is no chance to show them on the real battlefield. In the end, there is a ruthless heart, but it is not allowed to fight.

In the previous dynasty, a woman martyred her husband and left a suicide note, saying, "Although the concubine is weak, she is fortunate to have the power of the sword, let alone the heart of the sword." ”

"Pity me, Guo Yongche doesn't even have this." Dong Hoon said in his heart.

By the time he was given the title of "General Dongxun", his own original name had been replaced. and his life is no longer for himself.

He took out a pamphlet and gently stroked his fingers over the old cover, as if facing Guo Liche's eyebrows.

"General?" But it was the Taifu who came. Raise your hand. He brought his own pot of wine and wanted to have a night drink with Dong Hoon.

It was originally inappropriate for Taifu to drink with the generals of the forbidden army. But now...... I don't have to worry so much about it.

The whole world is collapsing, and the imperial power and order can not be left alone.

Dong Xun politely let Taifu in.

"The general is reading the book of war?" Taifu didn't have anything to say, "Oh, this ......"

This pamphlet is not a military book.

The Green Eyebrow Sword used to be sandwiched between this booklet, like a bookmark.

Dong Xun politely pushed the booklet to Taifu: "If Taifu is interested, you might as well take a look." "I am afraid that Taifu has more important things, and I don't have time to read these wild history nonsense." ”

"Probably so." But the Taifu put aside his important intentions and opened the booklet first.

The booklet is narrated in the vernacular, and the style of writing is as serious as that of a Mongolian child learning to write, and the beginning is as follows:

Three years, two months, fifteen days, I remember it so clearly.

Three years, two months and fifteen days ago, I was a small craftsman who had a hard time making ends meet, but today, I know that my work is destined to be immortalized, and I know that I am about to die.

Before you die, I'm glad you heard my story and her.

As I approached her world, it was spring, and the field was so quiet that I could hear the sound of willows budding.

The snow had not melted for a long time, the sky was blue, the fields were quiet, and all the branches and leaves were as innocent and lovely as a child, and they were also in a hurry to kick their legs up like a child. A leaf, a branch, a piece, connected into a sea of green, and then matured, senescing, and withering, like a human being.

I grasped the hilt of the sword in my hand, stroked it gently, and heard the sound of sheep's hooves in the distance.

The plump and juicy buds all over the ground must be very tempting, the sheep stop and go, and the shepherd boy is reluctant to punish them, the whip flicks in the air, and shakes it as if it is not shaken, and hums a song gently: "The spring peach blooms all over the head, the spring river rises and flows eastward, the flowers bloom easily like Langyi, and the water flow is infinitely like a nong sorrow......"

Indeed, there is a clear and bright river rushing towards us, carrying pink petals between the waves, which are more delicate than peach blossoms and weaker than begonias. In the direction from which it comes, many of these flowers are planted, and it is said that they are cherry blossoms from Fuso.

I stood still, looking in the direction the river was coming from.

The long walls are repaired, the lintels are calm, and the green tiles glow softly and gracefully in the afterglow of the sunset. It was as if the building had been polished to perfection by time, and it was not something that a person like me could enter.

The sheep walked up behind me, and someone said "huh". I looked back, but I saw the sheep with pearl-colored cords tied to them, and holding a small wooden cart. There was a young man in green clothes and jade belt sitting in the car, and two boys, with beautiful eyes and eyebrows, like looking forward to it, but it was a pair of girls, both with short hair and short clothes, holding silk whips, dressed as shepherd boys, and even more moving, so that I couldn't help but shrink the corners of the mended clothes and the shoes with the seams back, cramped and uneasy.

The young man sighed and frowned, "Can I take a look at your sword?" ”

It was a question, but he didn't wait for me to answer, so he took care of himself and drew his sword.

He sat in the car, and I stood on the edge of the ridge. He didn't stand up, and I didn't come to him, but when he raised his hand like this, my sword somehow came into his hand.

The young man blew and flicked, then squinted at the blade of the sword as the sun set, and said, "Give it to me." ”

It was like a great privilege for me.

I had no choice but to reply, "No." ”

The two girls lowered their heads, their four hands together, and quietly glanced at me out of the corners of their eyes, as if they were afraid, as if they were sorry, and they seemed to be excited.

I hurriedly said, "It's for sale." ”

The two girls snorted, this time their expressions were clearly disappointed and disdainful.

"I'm a swordsmith...... "I defended myself weakly, "and the sword is for sale." ”

"You were also invited by Wei Gongzi?" The young man was surprised.

I hung my head and said, "I didn't...... I...... Not worthy ......"

I just heard that Wei Gongzi Wuji had a peerless famous sword, and my heart was itching, so I ran over and patrolled the walls of other people's houses from afar.

The young man said "oh" and handed me back the sword, regretfully: "I was invited, and when I come here, I remember that I forgot to spare my weapon, and it doesn't look like it." I didn't bother to go back and get it, but I had to do it. ”

"I—I'm selling!" I pinched my empty bag and didn't mind making a profit.

The young man replied lazily this time. Or the girl with the whip on the left kindly explained: "Our master wants something, or someone happens to give it to him, or he takes it by himself, then it is elegant, how can we go to someone else's door and buy it now?" What did that become! Why don't you even understand this. ”

The girl on the right impatiently bends her right foot and lazily straightens the cuff of her shoe. The brown cotton trousers were short, shrunk two inches down, and there was no shirt underneath, revealing the calves, white, half-worn cloth shoes with the cuffs of the ankles, and no socks. I turned around and didn't dare look again.

And the sheep slowly walked up again, this one to this and that to that, this side made some force, that side was stronger, and gradually they all went to one side, but it happened to be going to the green tile wall.

The girl on the left glanced at me, and I was in a trance, so I followed the car. There was a row of big men in front of the card, and when they met idle people, they were all driven, and when they saw the sheep cart, they all recognized, and they all let go, and even I who followed behind, and was thought to be the entourage of the owner of the sheep car, and let it go.

The sheep cart walked out of the small half mile, and the green tile long wall was closer, and the two big characters of Jialuo color on the rosewood plaque on the lintel could be seen in the distance: stop water.

Water-stopping Villa.

At that time, a family with the surname "ten" was given the "public" position, and the hereditary replacement, and the food was in Wei, so it was based on it. Later, there was a change of personnel, and the new monarch wanted to take back the honor. At that time, the head of the ten families surnamed Wei led the whole sect to leave Wei here, abandoned the title, built a new village, and became the Wei member of Zhishui Villa.

Up to now, there is only one Wuji left among the descendants of the Wei family, who fights with swords and pushes the rivers and lakes, and is still called "Gongzi".

It is Wei Gongzi Wuji. (To be continued......)