Xu Jiye's voice was dry, "Can you kill Zhang Jiao?" ”

Li Ruyu was silent.

Xu Jiye was stunned for a long time before he sighed with a sad expression: "Whoever kills my brother, I will kill him." ”

After speaking, he slowly drew his sword, there was nothing to say, only killing.

Xu Jiye was a little helpless in his heart, he didn't know why, he remembered the events of a long time ago, and the stories in those water pools had long been drowned in the years when he was also Zhao Zhangguo.

Li Ruyu was not afraid at all.

can kill Zhang Jiao, and he will not be afraid of Xu Jiye, a scholar.

Li Ruyu was originally not Zhang Jiao's opponent, especially in the second round, Zhang Jiao took back the white short sword, Zhang Jiao's sword with the double sword in his hand was like a storm, and the double sword was like a yin and yang fish swimming away, only three or four rounds, he added seven or eight injuries.

But Zhang Jiao still died, under arrogance.

He didn't believe until he died that a sword ten steps away from his spirit could kill him.

Li Ruyu forgot about Jing Ke, the person in his dream, but remembered the sword technique of ten steps and one kill at the endangered moment, so Zhang Jiao died.

Zhang Jiao didn't have pain when he died, but he just glanced at himself with pity, and then said the last words in a rambling voice: Master, you said that when you fight the sword in the world, you must not have the spirit of drawing the sword in anger for a red face, the love in those novels is a lie, and don't fall in love with any woman, women are unkind, the more beautiful the more affectionate, don't follow in the footsteps of the "young master", say that this is the world, the sword is the world of rangers.

But the disciple still disobeyed your old man's teachings.

However, the disciple would like to go back to Qingcheng and tell you that Master, you are wrong.

When I met her for the first time, she was in Huanyi, looking up and smiling slightly, at that moment the disciple found his own world.

The more you talk, the lower your head becomes.

As he finally took his last breath, Zhang Jiao called out a person's name.

Very common name, Zhang Xueqing.

When Zhang Jiao called Zhang Xueqing, in those lifeless eyes, the warmth was like spring, as if he owned the whole world.

Li Ruyu just looked at him quietly.

After saying that, she is very happy to meet you.

Zhang Jiao smiled, but opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

Li Ruyu knew, and he wanted to say thank you.

……

……

Xu Jiye drew his sword, and Li Ruyu was shocked inexplicably.

Xu Jiye is a scholar, there is no doubt about this, Jiang Qiufang has his resume, the second son of the Xu family in Liuzhou, when the Shunzong Dynasty, the young Xu Jiye entered the army, served as a military aircraft in the Western Army, and later because of Xu Jizu's defeat of the Liukou, Xu Jiye went out of the place.

first served as the chief secretary of a county under the jurisdiction of Gongzhou, and later the county order was killed by gangsters, and the Xu family used countless connections and energy to let Xu Jiye fill the vacancy, and then transferred to Jiang Qiuzhou as the general judge.

With the case of Su Banyue's annihilation, the former governor of Jiangqiu Prefecture was promoted to Xiangyang Mansion, and Xu Jiye filled the vacancy again and served as the governor of Jiangqiu.

The resume is not impressive.

The only military career was also a civilian military aircraftman.

There is no information to explain that this scholar of the Xu family has practiced swords, and he has been on the battlefield in the first battle of Goldfish Mountain, but he has not fought in person.

At this moment, Xu Jiye's sword was in his hand, but Li Ruyu suddenly saw an iron-blooded general who had died on the battlefield - Xu Jiye's face was solemn, and his whole body exuded an iron-blooded and indifferent temperament.

Any veteran of the military knows where this temperament comes from.

Only those who have crawled through the sea of corpses and blood will develop this iron-blooded temperament.

Li Ruyu frowned.

Faintly had a bad premonition, could it be that he had stumbled into it by mistake, this Jiang Qiu Zhizhou was really a stranger?

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves.

The two looked at each other at the same time, and they were both stunned for a moment, what is he doing here?

Veteran soldiers and old horses, carrying war knives.

Du Laosan slowly came to the Spring Breeze Pass, dismounted, carried a war knife, and didn't look at Li Ruyu, just stared at Xu Jiye coldly, at this moment he was no longer the old shopkeeper of the Ping An Inn, just a veteran who walked down from the battlefield.

Xu Jiye frowned, "Old Du? ”

Du Laosan's eyes were no longer respectful and humble, his waist was straight, and his face was tragic, "Xu Junji, do you still remember the battle of Goldfish Mountain twenty years ago?" ”

Xu Junji?!

Seeing Du Laosan, who groveled in the past, call himself the long-lost job name instead of the second master, Xu Jiye suddenly figured out a lot of things, and couldn't help but sigh, "You can really bear it." ”

Du Laosan was very quiet, tragically quiet, "I have to endure the unjust death of two hundred and fifty-seven lives." ”

Xu Jiye was silent, and only said after a while: "I didn't want to do that back then. ”

Du Laosan shook his head, "It's not important, I only know that because of your battlefield records, my two hundred and fifty-seven robes died unjustly, and the forty-three robes who survived had to bear the shame of desertion for eternity!" ”

Xu Jiye remembered the battle.

The eldest brother Xu Jizu was a general, and led 300 soldiers to Jinyu Mountain to kill the rogues who repeatedly harassed the logistics of grain and grass, but he was defeated and returned, and only 43 of the 300 soldiers returned to the camp alive.

The two military aircraft were the only ones who came back alive.

The military fighter died under the stray arrows.

Afterwards, it was sent to the table of the commander of the Western Army, and then sent to the battle record of the Lin'an Military Department, which wrote that the eldest brother Xu Jizu was seriously injured and saved more than 40 deserters after his heroic death.

But what the truth is, the military fighter who died under the stray arrow will never be able to tell others.

In fact, the military fighter died under his own arrows.

It was not the eldest brother who broke off, but a hundred people led by Du Laosan, and only a dozen people came back alive in the end.

I had to kill the military mechanic and have to change the war record.

Who told the eldest brother to be the first to run for his life.

If the true situation is known to the commander of the Western Army, the eldest brother will inevitably be beheaded, and his own military machine will also be abandoned by the family, and there will be no future, and because of this, the more than 200 people who died bravely killing the enemy did not get any merit, and their families only received a small pension.

The 43 soldiers who escaped were also convicted of desertion, and were thrown into the vanguard of 3,000 soldiers and horses by the commander of the Western Army.

Only 11 people returned to their hometowns alive.

Although the eleven soldiers tried in vain to reveal the truth afterwards, fortunately, the Xu family had a soldier who used all the energy he could use to suppress this matter.

The civil strife in Dali ended, and the eldest brother Xu Jizu was still slowly promoted in the Western Army.

Make your own place to go.

Du Laosan and the others retired from the army and returned to their hometowns, and the Xu family once again used the energy of officialdom to make them dare not speak out about the events of the year.

The dark plot of that year was lost in the years.

I just never thought that this Du Laosan had endured for so long, and now he seized the opportunity to meet his lonely self, which is really unexpected.

sighed, "The thing back then was that my Xu family was sorry for you, but after so many years, you already have children and grandchildren, for the sake of the spirit of the year, can you bear to let them follow you to the funeral?" ”

Du Laosan laughed, and said angrily with pleasure: "Three or five children and grandchildren, how can they compare to the unjust death of two hundred and fifty-seven people in Paoze, and how can they compare to the injustice of forty-two Paoze!" ”

Holding the war knife in both hands, he stared at Xu Jiye coldly, "Xu Junji, today I, Du Laosan, as two hundred and fifty-seven dead people, please die!" ”

Xu Jiye was silent, staring at the war knife that flowed out of the black market, and said something inconsequential, "This is the Western Army's standard war knife." ”

Du Laosan was silent.

Die under the sword of the Western Army, you should be content.

Xu Jiye continued: "The knife is the knife of the year, but the person is no longer the person of the year, Du Laosan, if I tell you that Xu Jiye, who tampered with the war record back then, let you die unjustly in 257 robes, and let your 42 robes bear the shame of deserters, you will not believe it." ”

Du Laosan laughed.

In fact, it is believed, although he is only a veteran, he has been paying attention to the trends of the government for many years, and now that Beizhen Fusi is attacking Xu Jiye, then this Jiangqiu Zhizhou is likely to be a stranger.

If he were a stranger, he would no longer be the Xu Jiye of the year.

Xu Jiye felt a little empathy, and sighed in a low mood: "Actually, like you, I also watched countless robes die in front of my eyes back then, and the thirty-six brothers who conspired together with the same heart died tragically one after another, and no one understands your state of mind better than me." ”

After a pause, he sighed, "But life is like this, maybe after a hundred years, I will personally go and kneel down to your robe to apologize, but today, I don't want to die." ”

Du Laosan said word by word, "But I just want to ask you to die." ”

The wind is blowing.

The veteran's clothes are fluttering.

The sword in his hand is as bright as the blue sky.

The river is surging and the wind is roaring, as if there are infinite heroic spirits roaring, please die.