The imperial capital, which is surrounded by water for 800 miles, wakes up with the rising sun, and the pedestrians on the streets are bustling, and the traffic and horses are endless.

This capital has been standing here for thousands of years, much older than the history of the Great Qin Dynasty.

In the middle of this ancient city is the Weiyang Palace, surrounded by vermilion palace walls, which is tall and majestic. Later generations described it like this: within the palace wall, five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor, ten steps on the pavilion, the corridor waist is back, the eaves are pecked high, each hugging the terrain, intriguing... Within a day, between the houses, and the climate is uneven......

In the alleys three streets outside the palace wall, vendors set up stalls selling all kinds of food.

An elderly man sits in front of a steamed bun stall, eating xiaolongbao. He was dressed in an extremely ordinary shirt, his weather-beaten face was carved with wrinkles from the years, and his dark brown eyes were deeply sunken into his sockets. At the moment, he looked at the busy crowd, not knowing what he was thinking.

An old man in sackcloth standing behind him reminded, "Lord Mo Kun has arrived. ”

The person who came was very young, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, the childishness on his face had not yet faded, he looked very sunny, his facial features were delicate, his fair skin was even more delicate than that of a girl, his eyes were clear, the bridge of his nose was high, and he looked harmless to humans and animals.

"The disciple has seen the teacher." Mo Kun respectfully saluted the old man.

In the entire court, except for Prime Minister Kou Huai, there are few people who need him to salute, and these two people in front of him are the most powerful people in the Great Qin Dynasty.

"Here, sit." The old man gently pointed to the small chair in front of him.

Mo Kun sat down obediently.

"The people I sent to the Medicine King Valley haven't been able to come back." The old man said nonchalantly.

Mo Kun didn't speak, he didn't rush to argue, he believed that the teacher must know who did it.

"Even if I get the purple lingzhi, I won't live for a year and a half, the world belongs to you young people after all, and I can't afford to wait for a year and a half. Are young people so impatient these days?" The old man said with some hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"Purple Lingzhi is still in the Jiangdong area, and the disciple will go there in person." Mo Kun said.

The old man nodded, "Don't embarrass Shangguan Old Fox's daughter." ”

Mo Kun was a little curious as to why, but he didn't ask. Very early on, he learned to obey without asking why, so he grew up very quickly. Learn to obey before you can command.

"How is your Great Xuan Ming practice?" The old man asked.

"It's been to the sixth grade, and I can't move in anymore." Mo Kun replied.

"Six years and six products." The old man muttered, "The Grandmaster realm is not so easy to enter, but the six grades are enough. ”

"What's going on with the Fifth Division now?" The old man asked, as if the gentleman was checking the student's homework.

"The important members of the court and the central government have eyeliner around them, but the one in the palace seems to know the methods of the Fifth Division. pulled out a lot of shadows around her, and she basically mastered the entire Weiyang Palace and the Imperial Forest Army. The Fifth Division could not intervene. Mo Kun replied.

"In the territory of the Qin State, there should be our Fifth Division, Zheng Weiqi has infiltrated, but Xiliang failed to successfully insert our people into it, but their little spiders crawled over, and their army was gathered on the northwest border, ready to move."

"Alas, His Majesty the Emperor is really old and confused, and he has destroyed the Great Wall." The old man looked at the rising sun and sighed, "I actually let Generalissimo Jingqing die at the hands of rats like Cao Kui." ”

Mo Kun was slightly shocked in his heart, the teacher's tone seemed to respect this generalissimo, who would the founder of the Fifth Division admire?

"Is Generalissimo Jing Qing really so amazing?"

"There is a Great Wall in the far north of the empire to repel the demons, and Jingqing is the Great Wall of Great Qin to resist the Western Liang. At that time, Bai Ze, the king of Xiliang, had just destroyed the Song Kingdom and led his army eastward, and everyone in the world thought that it was the god king Murong Yuanshan who forced Bai Ze back with his own strength. As everyone knows, individual force can never confront the army. ”

In fact, he conceited against the Xiliang vanguard and escaped with serious injuries. It was Jing Qing who led the Northwest Army to save him. Jing Qing sat in the northwest, commanded and dispatched, strict military discipline, united heart, and was ready for battle, and Bai Ze confronted him for several days. Looking up to the sky and sighing: Jingqing is really the Great Wall of Great Qin.

It was because he couldn't break through Jing Qing's defenses, so he retreated. Make good use of soldiers, and conquer people's soldiers instead of fighting, although Jing Qing has not fought, he has successfully defended Xiliang. This is actually the highest level of warfare, Bai Ze and Jing Qing are both a generation of military wizards. ”

"After that, he presided over the defense of the northwest, and the person Bai Ze wanted to kill the most was him, and he sent countless killer spies to no avail, and ironically, in the end, he died at the hands of his own Qin people." Kou Huai said.

"The greatest thing about him is not his talent, but his personality. He is a banner, the soul of the Northwest Frontier Army, because of his existence, the 200,000 Northwest Frontier Army closely supports him and is a powerful fist. And the current Northwest Frontier Army is far from being comparable to when Jing Qing was still there. ”

"Can't Yang Wei take his place?" Mo Kun asked.

The old man shook his head and said, "Do you remember how the Northwest Frontier Army reacted three years ago, when Jing Qing died in the Northwest Incident?" ”

"The Northwest Frontier Army spontaneously sent 100,000 people to the east to force the capital."

"At that time, when the Northwest Army heard the news, the crowd was so excited that they almost gave up the Northwest Defense Line and returned to Beijing to seek justice for their generalissimo." Kou Huai said.

"Fortunately, there are generals who stop them: if we ignore the overall situation, let the Xiliang thieves enter the Central Plains. How to be worthy of the Generalissimo's spirit in the sky. Then the 200,000 Northwest Army was silent, and it was automatically divided into two groups of 100,000 people each, of which 100,000 soldiers brushed their swords and drew their swords and said loudly: "Everyone, please go back to Beijing to seek justice for the generalissimo." As long as I wait for a breath to survive, it is impossible for the Xiliang thieves to cross Xiqi Mountain by one step. Kou Huai said, at that time, he was in charge of the Fifth Division, there were many eyes and ears, and everything that happened was clear.

"Xi Liang naturally didn't dare to attack this 100,000 tiger and wolf army at this time. It is conceivable what Jing Qing's prestige is in the army. Think about it again, if you die, will someone in the Fifth Division stand up and seek justice for you? Kou Huai said.

Mo Kun was silent.

The Fifth Division was created by Kou Huai, who accepted a disciple Mo Kun six years ago, taught him for three years, and then handed over the Fifth Division to him to take care of for three years.

"The second prince failed to defeat Wu, and he had withdrawn from the army and returned to the dynasty yesterday." Mo Kun continued.

"It's just a small fight, it's just a training exercise, and it doesn't matter if you win or lose." The old man didn't care, but he didn't know that the man hidden behind this little war would change the pattern of the continent in the near future.

"Is there anything else the teacher needs to explain to the students?"

The old man waved his hand, leisurely drinking tea and eating steamed buns, and he couldn't see that he had less than half a year left to live.

"The student is retired, teacher, take care of your health." Mo Kun saluted and retreated.

He walked out of the alley, didn't look at his body, involuntarily trembled and glanced at the subordinates who were lying low on both sides of the road, and said lightly, "Beiliu Yunju." ”

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"Hey, don't you think these earrings are beautiful?"

"Pretty."

"Be serious, don't be perfunctory." Shangguan Junyue was dissatisfied with Jing Ge's answer, because he didn't even look at it.

Jing Ge looked around nervously, and kept pressing his hand on the short blade on his waist, which was newly bought. The previous one was a shame for Shangguan Junyue to take.

He was very helpless and said, "Aren't we running for our lives? ”

"yes." Shangguan Junyue replied casually.

Is there anyone like you who is running for your life? In the past few days, Shangguan Junyue has been looking at the scenery and shopping unhurriedly.

"We don't have to keep a low profile?" Jing Ge asked, "I thought that escaping for my life was dangerous and embarrassing. "After all, that's what it's done on TV.

"We have been targeted for a long time, although some people want us to die, but there are also people who don't want us to die, and the people who are staring at us now just don't want us to die. So we'll just wait for someone to pick us up. If you calculate the time, it should be a day or two before anyone arrives. Shangguan Junyue said.

"So, the days of our escape are over, find a good restaurant to have a big meal to celebrate?" Jing Ge proposed.

"You're spending all my money." Shangguan Junyue squinted at him and emphasized again.

"What's mine is yours, what's yours is mine, hehe." Jing Ge was unceremonious, and led her to the most prosperous restaurant in Anyi City.

This restaurant is located on the main street of Anyi City and is six stories high. The top floor is a huge pavilion, supported by six pillars, with a very wide view, which can overlook Anyi City from all around, in Jingge's eyes, this kind of high-rise building is certainly not high. However, in this era, a six-storey high-rise building is a representative of high-end atmosphere.

The most famous specialty food here is the fresh puffer fish from the Yangtze River, which is dozens of miles away. The puffer fish is poisonous, but the treated puffer fish is extremely delicious.

Jing Ge sat down and ordered a few of the most expensive dishes at random, anyway, I have money every month, and I have a bottle of aged wine from thirty years ago. It's so refreshing to have money to spend casually.

When Jing Ge put down the menu, he found that Shangguan Junyue was looking at the railing on the side of the street with interest. Following her gaze, there were a few small dishes and a large jar of wine on the table next to the railing.

A man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, sitting casually on the railing with his back against the post. The dusty look on his face could not hide his heroic spirit. Angular features, indifferent eyes, frowning, head down and don't know what to think.

The wide robe fluttered in the wind, a long sword was tied around the waist, and a green bamboo flute was stuck diagonally between the belt. He held a wine gourd in his hand, and took two sips from time to time, looking very melancholy, this is a swordsman.