Chapter 803: Everyone is choosing

A few fat hares, barely moving, lay down in the grass by the roadside and buried their heads very low, the gray fur of the hare was their protective color, and from a distance they thought it was just a stone, and the grass was obscuring it, so it was difficult for people to detect. They are like a group of well-cultivated masters who take advantage of the terrain to hide, waiting for the enemy to arrive and deliver a fatal blow.

An eagle is hovering in the sky

When Fang Xie passed by on the road riding a white lion, the hares were so frightened that they didn't even dare to move, and the soaring eagle in the sky shook its wings a few times and flew away into the distance.

The two people who followed behind Fang Xie were a handsome young man with a sword on his back, and a cute fat man.

The three of them didn't move fast, although the horses of the two people behind had gradually adapted to the incomparable overlord aura of the white lion, but they still didn't dare to get too close. The young man with the sword on his back on his back looked grim, while the fat man was a little bored and leaned over from time to time to pull a hairy grass from the weeds on the side of the road and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it for a while and then spit it off.

"I suddenly thought of the way from the northwest to Chang'an."

Xiang Qingniu suddenly smiled, and said with Mao Mao grass in his mouth: "It's also like this, and it's a somewhat broken official road, and it's like this, you can't see a passerby for a long distance." ”

Xie Fuyao didn't know about this past, so he tilted his head slightly to listen.

"I'll tell you."

Xiang Qingniu leaned towards Xie Fuyao: "At that time, this guy riding the white lion in front of him was still a fool, and it was a bit too much to say that he was powerless, but at best he was just an ordinary person. At that time, I wanted to cheat him out of a few taels of silver, but who would have thought that he would cheat him more......"

Xie Fuyao's eyes flashed with a hint of strangeness, and then nodded thoughtfully. Xiang Qingniu saw that something was wrong from Xie Fuyao's eyes, he didn't understand at first, and after a while, he spat off the hairy grass in his mouth and said, "Don't think nonsense, Master Dao, I am a master!" Although I don't like to get too close to women, Dao Ye still likes daughters not men! ”

Xie Fuyao didn't speak, but the expression on his face that you explained what was the use of these made Xiang Qingniu a little annoyed.

Xiang Qingniu didn't seem to have much to do with this kind of guy who didn't speak more irritating than talking, so he simply shut up. He glanced at the hare in the grass by the roadside, looked up at the eagle flying farther and farther away, and then his gaze fell on the white lion.

"What are you going to do in the future?"

Xiang Qingniu found that he was really not a person who could bear not to speak, so he walked in silence for dozens of meters and couldn't help but start talking: "The war can't never end, the days will always return to calm, I sometimes think about what kind of life I want to live in the future, go back to Qingle Mountain and continue to pretend to be the Taoist Venerable as the master?" Or go as you always want, and go all over the world. ”

"The war will end, but the rivers and lakes are never calm."

Xie Fuyao finally replied, which made Xiang Qingniu a little happy: "The wind and waves of the rivers and lakes, if you pay attention to it, this wind and wave can hit you, if you ignore it, the wind and waves will be calm." ”

"The Martial Arts Academy is ruined."

Xie Fuyao's tone was a little heavy, and it was so depressing that it made people's hearts blocked: "After Yang Jian came out of the door, the Martial Arts Academy actually existed in name only. Dean Zhou sat in the back mountain from sunrise to sunset every day, watching his hair and beard turn white. The professors in the academy who were not Sui people all left and returned to their respective hometowns. In the whole large courtyard, there were not many people to be seen all day. ”

"Actually, it's pretty much the same."

Xiang Qingniu sighed and said, "Isn't it the same as a gas view? After the old cow's nose left, the view was not as good as day by day, and the master and his old man said that the future of the concept of one qi was in me, and I now understand what he meant...... The old bull nose ran to the barbarian tribe in the Western Regions to be a saint and was reluctant to come back, the second senior brother traveled west with a sword for more than ten years, and finally got his wish and went to another world...... I am the only one left with the special mother, who does not rely on me? ”

After saying this, he suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but smile: "Quick, call Uncle Shi!" ”

Xie Fu was stunned: "Why? ”

Xiang Qingniu said seriously: "The old cow nose Xiao Yijiu and your master Zhang Zhenren are equals, and the cow nose called Zhang Zhenren a senior brother, and Zhang Zhenren didn't feel that he had lost face." I'm Xiao Yijiu's junior brother, so it's not an exaggeration to call me Uncle in terms of seniority, right? ”

Xie Fuyao thought about it seriously, and then called Uncle Shi with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Xiang Qingniu laughed as if he had picked up a gold ingot, and his chest trembled with pride.

He urged the horse to catch up with Fang Xie in front, patted Fang Xie on the shoulder and raised his chin: "Quick, call Uncle Shi!" ”

Fang Xie looked at him and asked, "If I call you Uncle Shi, what's the benefit?" ”

Xiang Qingniu glanced at him and said: "It's not crisp at all, you look at how people don't bargain with each other, what kind of age it should be, it can't be messy." ”

Xie Fuyao said coldly behind him: "It's nothing for you to let me call you uncle, if you dare to call me thank you again, I will kill you......"

Fang Xie picked his thumb: "That's how it should be, thank you!" ”

Xie Fuyao: "......"

"It's here."

Xiang Qingniu looked at the Xiongcheng called Dali in front of him, looked up at the defenders on the city wall who were like facing a great enemy, and couldn't help but smile proudly: "Why do I have the pride of three people to pick down a big city?" ”

Fang explained: "Because you're doing this." ”

……

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"Please go to the city in a hanging basket!"

One of the defenders of the city wall leaned down and shouted, he was wearing heavy iron armor, as if he had stuffed himself into a lump of iron, perhaps only then could he have some security. After all, standing below at this time was the second person to be called a butcher after Luo Yao. How afraid the people of Nanyan are of Luo Yao, how much they are afraid of Fang Jie. In fact, Fang Jie's family, which has only been in the southwest for less than a year, has killed a lot more people than Luo Yao has been in Yongzhou for 20 years.

Outside the city of Yongzhou, tens of thousands of Nanyan soldiers and 600,000 people were beheaded. Coupled with the retaliation of the Black Flag Army, the loss of the Su people was enough to reach a million.

"Opening the City Gate"

Fang Xie replied lightly with three words.

"Grandpa Guo, don't make it difficult to be humble. You also know what your identity is, and you don't have the right to open the city gate and let you in, and it has been instructed early on that you should go up to the city in a hanging basket. ”

He spoke cautiously, and he didn't know why, obviously there were so many subordinates around him, and there were only three people in the city, he was still scared to death.

Fang Xie didn't bother to pay attention to it, got down from the white lion and walked to the side to sit down and asked Xiang Qingniu: "Do you want to fight the landlord?" ”

Xiang Qingniu snorted and laughed: "Come on, who is afraid of whom." ”

Xie Fuyao looked serious: "I'm too young to play, I won't come......"

Not long after this guy arrived in the Black Flag Army, he had already learned this little game. Xiang Qingniu got off the horse, took out a deck of cards in the deer skin bag on his waist and shuffled skillfully: "Come on, come on, we are all people with status, a Daozun, a Guogong, and a professor of the Academy of Martial Arts. ”

"How big is the play?"

Xie Fuyao asked.

"Let's press the ground"

Fang Xie said suddenly, and then he pointed to the city gate: "I'll give the fat man in the south city, give it to you in the north city, mine in the west city, play on the street, whoever wins how much, I'll give you as much as I give you in Dali City." ”

Xiang Qingniu nodded: "This is a bit big...... But you are so generous, does Murong Yan know it? ”

The three of them chatted below as if no one was around, although the defenders on the city wall didn't know what they were playing, but they felt a little terrible when they heard Fang Jie's words, and faintly, it seemed that the three of them had divided Dali City.

The guards on the city wall did not dare to call the shots, and glanced back at the old man in a bright red robe standing in the distance, and when he looked at this old man, his eyes were full of fear.

"Venerable Master, what should I do?"

The guard leaned over and asked, his voice trembling slightly.

"Send someone to the palace to ask Your Majesty."

The old man, who was called the Venerable Master, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at the three people under the city wall with a cold look in his eyes: "However, these three people are under the city, do you think there is any difference between walking through the city gate and coming up in a hanging basket?" If the three of them go to the city and want to kill, none of you will survive. ”

The guard shuddered, but he still didn't dare to make a decision. He turned around to leave, wanting to go to the palace to ask Murong Shame, but before he could take a step, he saw Prime Minister Zhu Zhizhen slowly going up to the city with a team of guards. Seeing Zhu Zhijian, the guard general hurriedly went over to inquire as if he had seen the backbone of the main body.

Zhu Zhizhen nodded after listening to him, looked at the old man and said, "National Teacher, Your Majesty means that you can't lose face too much. If there were only three people on the other side, we would be too scared to open the door...... Neither the national body nor His Majesty's face is good-looking, and the national teacher is sitting here, and his face seems to be ......"

This old man in a big red robe is the national teacher of Dali Heishang, known as Heishang, I don't know the origin, and I don't know how strong the cultivation is, but everyone in Dali City knows that this person's status in Dali City is extremely high, and Murong Yan also highly respects this person.

"Open the door"

Hei Shangguoshi's face turned cold, and after glaring at Zhu Zhizhen, he strode towards the city.

"I'm here to greet you personally!"

Looking at the back of the black master, Zhu Zhizhen couldn't help but pick the corners of his mouth, he knew the character of every important person in the court for so many years in Dali City, otherwise he would not have been a prime minister for decades. This black national teacher is the most proud, a martial artist, and he can't tolerate others saying that he is timid.

Zhu Zhizhen leaned over and looked under the city wall, looked at Fang Jie, and breathed a long sigh of relief, to be honest, he didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong, and today's choice was the most important choice in his life for so many years. What he knew was that if he chose the right one, then the future of the Zhu family would not be too dark. If the choice is wrong, then either the Zhu family or any family of Nanyan will face a bloody disaster.

In fact, most people will always face a variety of choices in their lives, choose to stand in line, choose the right one may not be prosperous, choose the wrong one may not necessarily die without a place to be buried, because for ordinary people, no matter how many choices in life are made, life and death are rarely touched. They didn't bother to think about these questions, but Zhu Zhizhen had to think about it and have to be sad......

"No matter how strong the Zhu family is, what can they do? No matter how strong you are, you are just barely qualified to choose, and you will always choose the one who stands in line, not ...... A person who qualifies as a tour leader. ”

He smiled bitterly in his heart and muttered that he hoped that this decision would not make him an eternal sinner of the Zhu family.

The Black Master stood inside the city gate, watching the soldiers hurriedly move the huge wood that held up the city gate, watching them slowly pull the heavy city gate open, and when the door opened a gap, the black merchant national master suddenly fell into a trance, and he seemed to see the monstrous blood waves pouring in from outside the door.

Smell of blood...... Rushing to the face.