Jing Ge grabbed Yun'er, tapped the ground with her toes, and then slid a few steps away, avoiding the blow, and the table in front of her shattered, splashing wood chips.

"Hmph, I can't leave you." Jing Ge sank his face, "Then let's go." ”

Jing Ge turned around, pulled up the afterglow and ran away.

The crowd who was hiding far away was stunned for a while, thinking it was a fierce battle, but they didn't expect the man to run away.

"Chase." The woman was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately and chased after her.

If he is replaced by Shangguan Junyue, he will be angry. But Yun'er doesn't think so, she agrees with Jingge's approach, why fight if she can run.

It is never wise to do it with someone in Xiliang.

The more the two chased after them, the more frightened they became, how could the speed of the young man and woman be so fast, and they ran away in the blink of an eye, out of reach, so they could only stop helplessly.

"Are you sure you're right?" The middle-aged man asked as he took off his cloak.

"There will be no mistake, it is indeed the princess's phoenix guqin." The woman answered in the affirmative.

"So, what is the relationship between the woman and the princess? Could it be ......" The middle-aged man's body shook, as if he had thought of something.

"Possibly." The woman looked at him deeply, and there was excitement in her eyes. It is also possible that she got the princess's guqin by chance. Everything still has to be found and asked by her to be sure. ”

"Depending on the direction they fled, maybe they were going to Handan." The middle-aged man speculated.

"If it was really Her Royal Highness the Princess, most likely she would go over there. But the Xiliang Eagle Dog is entrenched over there, if they find out that it is more than lucky. The woman was anxious.

"Don't worry too much, the person who is with her is very strong, and she just doesn't bother to do anything with us. It should be possible to protect her. The middle-aged man was relieved, he was a powerhouse in the Grandmaster realm, but the man took a woman of four or five grades and easily threw them away.

"Either way, we'd better find her as soon as possible." The woman said.

"Yun'er, those two should be your mother's old friends just now." Jing Ge said after getting rid of them.

Yun'er looked puzzled.

"At first, they didn't have any ill will towards us, they should have sensed your guqin breath, so they came to ask. They deliberately covered their faces and whereabouts, they must not be Xiliang people, nor ordinary Song people, and then look at their demeanor, excited and faintly expectant, I think it should be the former Song relics who are still resisting Xiliang. Jing Ge explained, expressing his own inference.

"If so, why did we flee?" Yun'er was puzzled, if it was a former Song Dynasty minister, it would be good to talk to them.

"Handan has now become another center of Xiliang, and most of them don't want you to go back there. It is too dangerous, and if you recognize them now, won't it take a lot more to convince them? Jing Ge said with a smile.

Yun'er was speechless, rolled her eyes, and dared to love that this guy was too lazy to tell them so much before he ran away with him.

"Don't worry, they'll come later, don't worry about not seeing you." Jing Ge knew Yun'er's thoughts, and she wanted to see the old people of those concubines.

As far as Jing Ge knows, there are still many old ministers, and in a country that has only been destroyed for less than 20 years, there will still be many loyal courtiers who miss the old lord and are unwilling to give in.

Xiliang, Handan, Song Palace.

On the rattan chair in the imperial garden, there was a man over half a hundred years old, handsome, heroic, and with the bearing of a superior person. Although the neatly combed hair has white strands, there is no fatigue. I was talking to a man holding a feather fan and a Dao bone fairy wind.

He is Bai Ze, the lord of Xiliang.

"My lord, Her Royal Highness the princess is back." There are subordinates to report.

"Father." Before he could finish speaking, a woman dressed in plain white clothes turned into the courtyard.

"Oops, my little loquat is back, come over and let me see if I've gotten thinner." Bai Ze beckoned her over with a smile, his eyes full of doting.

The feather fan man stood up and gave a slight salute, "I've seen Your Highness." ”

"Mr. Zhuge ." The woman returned the salute with great respect.

"How can His Highness have such a name as Loquat?" Zhuge Yin asked with a smile, a name like loquat sounded a bit like the name given by a mountain villager to his children. He is inseparable from Bai Zejun's ministers, talking about everything, and has no scruples.

"It's my daddy's nickname for me."

What does this name mean? Could it be that the lord loves loquat very much? "Zhuge Yin is a little strange.

Bai Ze just smiled and shook his head.

"The minister of state is like a god, and he is strategizing, but he can't think of what it means?" The woman laughed.

Zhuge Yin thought about it, but he really couldn't think of a reason.

"If it were your third brother, you would know what was going on when you heard it, believe it or not." The woman said.

"Oh?" Zhuge Yin obviously didn't believe it.

"Don't get me wrong, sir, if you talk about wisdom and strategy, no one can be on the right side of Mr. It's just that whether or not you can realize the meaning behind the name lies in temperament. The woman explained.

"I see, let's skip that for now. Did the princess go well? Zhuge Yin asked, serious business.

"Everything is arranged according to Mr.'s plan, but there is a variable." The woman said.

"What's the variable?"

"It's still related to your third brother, in the Northwest Army, he has unexpected prestige, and he may take Yang Wei's place."

"My third brother?" Zhuge Yin frowned slightly. "If he is replaced in the northwest in the future, it will indeed be extremely tricky."

"This is Jing Qing's means, the legacy left to his son, this king has confronted him for twenty years, and he is also an enemy and a friend." Bai Ze sighed, "He is worthy of a generation of peerless famous generals, and he is still above this king." ”

"How could my father be inferior to him?" The woman disagreed with Bai Ze's statement and retorted that she was arrogant by nature.

"Okay, okay, don't go up and down with him, now my father is old and tired. The rest is up to you. Bai Ze is a little tired of it, and his ambition has been partially consumed by the years after all.

"His son is now in our territory in Xiliang." She said again.

"And what does the princess want to do to him?" Zhuge Yin asked.

"With his position in the Northwest Army, if he can serve my Xiliang, it will naturally be the best. If you don't want to, then let him stay in Xiliang forever. The woman in white stood with her hands in her hands and said coldly.

There is no doubt that people like him cannot be used for themselves, nor can they be used by others.

"Does the princess think she has a good chance of persuading him to stay?" Zhuge Yin asked.

The woman in white shook her head and said, "He is the son of Jing Qing, his relatives and friends are all in Daqin, and there is no reason to rebel." ”

"His father died at the hands of the Qin royal family, and if we can save his family and friends, we may not have a chance to persuade him to join us. Zhuge Yin said.

"If he is willing to make conditions, he can promise them, he is very valuable, and if he can be used by us, it will be a great help." She also held out hope, as far as she knew, that person didn't have much affection for Daqin, and only cared about the people around him.

"Well, Ben did his best to keep him staying." Zhuge Yin said.

"It's all up to Mr. Three-inch Tongue." The woman in white said sincerely.

"The princess has been in the imperial capital for a long time, what do you know about him?" Zhuge Yin asked again, knowing that he knew his confidant and had a greater grasp.

The woman in white pondered slightly.

"So far, I haven't been able to fully see through him, he should be a person who values love and righteousness, and there are two beloved women, one is Shangguan Junyue in Qin Weixiang, and the other is Song Yun, the princess of the dead Song Dynasty, who is in Xiliang with him."

"He has a lot of enemies in the imperial capital, and he has a very good relationship with the Wei family. He is sometimes flamboyant and domineering, sometimes low-key and introverted, and his personality is unpredictable. Well-informed and seems to have its own intelligence network. As for martial arts cultivation, he rarely makes a move, perhaps deliberately hiding his strength, and it is not clear how strong he is. ”

"He was quite strategic and proficient in the art of war, but he was a bit arrogant, empty-minded, and reckless of the consequences. For example, now, rashly intruding into our Xiliang, I am very curious, why. The woman in white said.

She was a little strange, the big battle between Daqin and Xiliang was imminent, and he just knew that he was deeply supported in the Northwest Army, so why did he take the risk of sneaking into Xiliang.

"Hehe, he'll know when he gets here." Zhuge Yin stroked his beard and smiled.

While the two were talking, Jing Ge and Yun'er arrived outside Handan City.

"Presumably, this is also one of the ancient main cities of the human race." The tall and thick city walls, the traces left by the swords and axes, and the bottomless moat all tell the story of resisting the demons back then.

"Yes, this and Luoyang, Hancheng, and Yedu are all one of the main cities of the human race that have been passed down for thousands of years." Yun'er looked at this ancient capital of the Song Kingdom.

"It's heavily guarded, and the inspection of entering and leaving the city is very strict, or we won't go in." At the city gate, the armor guards check the passers-by, and the city walls are densely covered with flags and mechanical crossbows that can shoot the best masters. Yun'er is worried that Jingge will be recognized.

"After walking thousands of miles, isn't it just to accompany you back to your parents' house to have a look, how can you not go in." Jing Ge smiled lightly.

"Then wait until the evening to sneak in." Yun'er knew Jingge's temperament and didn't say much.

"What sneaky things do, we have to go in openly." Jing Ge took her hand and walked straight to the city gate.

"Stop, where are you from?" The guard stepped forward to stop and interrogate, and it was clear at a glance that the two were not local residents.

"Daqin Feiyang waited for Jingge, and he was tired of informing your prime minister, so he said that the old man came to visit and reminisce about the past." Jing Ge said neither humbly nor arrogantly, calmly reporting his identity.

As soon as the words fell, a large group of Xiliang armor soldiers swarmed over and surrounded them.

"Are you the son of Jingqing?" A figure who seemed to be a small general asked, he had heard something, after all, Xiliang had been preparing to attack the Qin State, and the Xiliang Dynasty was doing their homework.

"Exactly." Jing Ge nodded, his face calm.

"Please wait, the end will be reported immediately." The little general said, glancing at his subordinates, and the surrounding armor soldiers gathered more closely.

"It's not a good feeling, is it?" Yun'er beside her suddenly whispered, with a smile.

"What's uncomfortable?" Jing Ge was a little confused.

"Shrouded in the aura of his father, he can't get out of his shadow. The loudest name is the son of the generalissimo. Yun'er looked at Jing Ge and said.

"I don't feel it, it's not a shame to be his son. On the contrary, I feel honored. As for what others think, I don't care even more. Jing Ge replied calmly.

Father shines his own light in this era and leaves his legacy. But it won't obscure another light, and it won't bury another legend.