Soon Wang Jian and others followed Cui Jiancheng into the village, which is a small isolated village, the whole village plus women and children is only about 300 people, and the women and children who stayed behind are pointing at a "strange man" on the small field in the center of the village.

A woman surrounded the strange man: "Look, this man is so weird, his eyes are blue, and his hair is brown."

"Whoever believes in God has eternal life, and the Lord is mighty in all, Amen."

"yes, yes! He can actually speak human words! ”

Several children jumped around the strange man, and pointed again: "Speak quickly, talk about people..."

When a woman saw that the patriarch and the men had returned, who had disappeared for six days, she hurriedly shouted, and the others dispersed, each leading their own men home to talk, and they all had a premonition that if outsiders came to the village for no reason, something big would happen.

Cui Jiancheng also confessed to Wang Jian and went to do something.

Only then did Wang Jian see that the besieged person was actually a foreigner, and according to Chongzhen's memory, he still knew him.

This person is Tang Ruowang, who revised the calendar for Chongzhen, and Wang Jian's eyes couldn't help but light up: This product is a good thing.

He hurriedly asked, "Why is Tang Aiqing here?" ”

Tang Ruowang looked like an old god was there, and said in broken Chinese: "The Lord guided me to preach here, saying that there must be nobles passing by, but I didn't expect it to be the emperor!" "It turned out that the Beijing division was not peaceful these days, so he took refuge and wandered around in the name of preaching, and it happened that he was passing by here today, but he didn't expect to see the emperor himself who was in distress.

He naturally understood that people were uneasy when they were in trouble, and it was easiest for them to become a church, so he caught Wang Jianyi and explained that God was omnipotent, and believing that God would inevitably turn evil into good fortune and become auspicious in trouble.

Wang Jian naturally didn't believe in him, but he was also very respectful of devout believers, and he couldn't pour cold water, so he just coped helplessly.

Tang Ruowang also knew that Wang Jian was not interested, and seeing that Chen Yuanyuan on the side listened to it with relish, he had great hope of joining the church, so he changed the target of the development line, and chatted with Chen Yuanyuan in unfamiliar Chinese.

Cui Jianjian saw that Tang Ruowang was walking away, so he walked over with a young man and asked, "Does the emperor know this foreign monk?" He really didn't dare to gamble with the safety of more than 300 people in the village, and wanted to kill John Tang.

Wang Jian felt his flashing murderous intent, and said lightly: "Well, it's just an acquaintance, don't be nervous." ”

Cui Jianjian put his mind at ease and introduced: "Your Majesty, this is Cui Dazhuang, the grandson of the old minister, Da Zhuang, you will follow the emperor in the future, remember, you can not live or not, but also protect the emperor!" ”

Cui Da Zhuang is as his name suggests, burly and strong, and his instruments are extraordinary, he nodded and said, "Grandson remember, grandpa, don't you go out with your grandson?" ”

Cui Jiancheng said infinitely sadly: "Grandpa is old and can't ride a horse, so he can't follow the emperor to kill the enemy, and now it's the world of young people." ”

Wang Jian glanced at Chen Yuanyuan, who was chatting with Tang Ruowang, thought of what he said about horses and armor, and asked, "How are you doing?" ”

Cui Jiancheng said: "The emperor can rest assured, everything is arranged, just wait for the family to settle down, and you can go on the expedition tomorrow." ”

Then Cui Jiancheng led the villagers to worship their ancestors and comfort their ancestors until the evening.

Early the next morning, Wang Jian came to the head of the village, and there were already a hundred horsemen waiting at this time, these were all the men of the Cui family.

Cui Jiancheng held a bowl of wine, full of pride, as if he had returned to his youth at this moment, watching his children and grandchildren realize their dreams when they were young: "Children and grandchildren, this time out, you must be loyal, protect the emperor, and make a vigorous career like your ancestors, my Cui family has no children and grandchildren who are afraid of death, and they are not allowed to insult the prestige of their ancestors," "Fight bravely to kill the enemy!! ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Cui Dazhuang has a bear on his back, a body of armor is mighty, and he can't help but shed men's tears at this time, he doesn't know what his fate is, maybe he died on the battlefield, maybe he returned to his hometown, he drank the wine, slammed the bowl on the ground, commanded the Cui family cavalry, and shouted: "Get on the horse!" ”

The Cui family also stepped on the war horse, and the thought of finally leaving this isolated village and conquering the world was ambitious!

However, they waited left and right for a long time, but they did not hear the order to leave, and the originally solemn and majestic atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

Wang Jian looked at a white-maned horse in front of him embarrassedly, and the horse also looked at him, and occasionally snorted, as if laughing at him, and then he realized that he couldn't ride a horse.

Chen Yuanyuan was watching the play on the side, but fortunately, Ma Xiaomei also saw Wang Jian's embarrassment, and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, the concubines also want to ride horses, or you can teach me." ”

Wang Jian smiled "haha", pretended to help her onto the white horse, and then jumped up by himself, stubbornly holding on to her little waist, stabilizing her body and saying, "Let's go!" ”

Cui Jianjian climbed up the hill and looked at the men of the Cui family who went out on the expedition, until they disappeared, he returned to the village and announced that the whole village would be closed immediately, and no one was allowed to leave the village without permission.

A cavalry of more than 100 people galloped on the official road, and no one would have thought that the Great Tomorrow was in it.

Two days later, Wang Jian and the others met the Thirteenth Taibao who had been waiting for many days at Shaheyi.

Wang Jian asked, "What is the intention of Wu Xiang's grandson?" ”

Confucius Shimeng is delicate, and he knows Wang Jian's intention to order the Thirteen Taibao and Wu Xiang to accompany him, saying that he is accompanying him, but in fact, he is also under house arrest, which is the most proficient in Dongchang, and he naturally knows the stakes involved.

Confucius Meng said: "According to the emperor's orders, the lowly rank will no longer rush to this Shaheyi, Wu Xiang asked a few times, and the lowly said that Yang Changwei is seriously ill and needs to recuperate, so why not leave a letter to Wu Zongbing, and let him personally send someone to pick it up." ”

Wang Jian glanced at Yang Wei, who was dressed as a turtle in the Qinglou next to him, and sure enough, his face was pale and sickly.

Yang Wei grinned with a smug "hehe".

Wang Jian asked again: "Then Wu Xiang didn't suspect it?" ”

"No, he didn't ask anything more, so he took a letter off, and here is the letter." After Confucius Shimeng finished speaking, he took out a letterhead, but Wang Jian couldn't understand it, so he handed it to Wang Chengen, who nodded after reading it, indicating that there was no problem.

Wang Jian couldn't help but look at Wu Xiang differently, of course he didn't think that Wu Xiang, a veteran of a hundred battles, should have already seen Confucius Meng's intentions, and he responded everywhere and cooperated in everything.

"Where is Wu Sangui?"

Shen Sihai, who looked like a businessman, replied: "Your Majesty, the humble position has been inquired about, and it is said that when he arrived in Luanzhou City, he did not move, and seemed to be waiting. ”

"Hmph, it's a wait-and-see, I'm afraid that I won't come when I'm dead," Wang Jian couldn't help but be a little angry, when he saw Li Zicheng about to enter Beijing City, Chongzhen hurriedly sent several orders from King Qin, but as a result, only Tang Tong came to the five-way military horses near the Beijing Division, and he also surrendered to the enemy, and the other four roads either shirked or bargained, if it weren't for the lightning, Wang Jian would be hanging up now.

Wang Jian ordered Zhou Guanfu and Orion Li Wanshan, who looked like they were catching heads, to go to see Wu Sangui with Wu Xiang's handwritten letter, and ordered Cui Dazhuang to lead the Cui family cavalry to ambush around the post station, waiting for Wu Sangui's arrival.

After another three days, finally an army appeared outside the post station, the leader was only in his thirties, with a weather-beaten face and a pair of starry eyes and sword eyebrows, and the tiger walked into the room with a murderous aura, this person was Wu Sangui, the hero of the troubled times.

Wu Sangui only led two cronies into the post station, and he didn't suspect the five people still standing behind Wu Xiang, thinking that they were just his entourage. He took three steps and two steps forward, hugged Wu Xiang and cried, "Father, Sangui thought that he would never see your old man again." If Wu Sangui's subordinates saw this situation, they would definitely not believe that this person was their Wu Dashuai, the killing god who treated human life like a mustard on the battlefield.

Wu Xiang was also very excited, and after talking about his family, he got up and retreated, stood aside respectfully and said: "Sangui, for my father to come back alive today, thanks to the saving grace of the saint, why don't you hurry up and see the saint." ”

"Holy?" Wu Sangui's heart was shocked for a while, and only then did he carefully look at the five people behind Wu Xiang. According to the report of the spies, half a month ago, the Jingshi was captured by the thieves, and the whereabouts of the saint are unknown.

"Pingxibo is unharmed." After saying that, Wang Jian's whole body dragon qi was running at high speed, and the strength of the Son of Heaven rippled from the inside to the outside to form a powerful aura, which did not give him any room to move, and seemed to caress his shoulder slowly and urgently.

Wu Sangui only felt that his shoulders were heavier than a thousand catties at this time, and he was attacked by Wang Jian in a trance of great joy and sorrow, and he didn't dare to resist with all his strength in shock, and only relied on the true qi of the instinctive king realm to support him, and soon his whole body trembled slightly and sweated.

Although the dragon qi of the Son of Heaven is a supreme heart method, Wang Jian's cultivation time is still short. He attacked first, and Wu Sangui was even more irresistible because of the irresistible imperial power since ancient times, so his real skills were not displayed, otherwise, Wang Jian's martial arts were not an opponent at all.

Wang Jian was also at the end of the crossbow, biting the tip of his tongue and forcibly lifting his true breath: "Damn, if you don't kneel down, Lao Tzu will kneel for you." ”

Just as Wu Sangui's guards were about to make a move, Wu Xiang seemed to have discovered the abnormality of the two, and shouted: "Rebel, don't kneel down quickly." He knew that in fact, the entire post station was filled with ambush soldiers, and with only the dozens of people brought by Wu Sangui, it was impossible for Wang Jian to be Wang Jian's opponent, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade him.

Wu Sangui woke up like a dream when he heard the words, and knelt down on one knee with a "bang" of his true qi: "Weichen is in armor, and he can't pay full salutes, please forgive me." Wu Sangui, the general soldier of Liaodong, knocked to see my emperor, long live, long live, long live. ”

Wang Jian called Wu Sangui a knighthood, but he was very dissatisfied with the practice of only mentioning the official position, and he was not convinced, so he really reminded him, "I still have the final say in the first level of the world, and you can't play without me when the emperor comes." Wang Jian seemed to turn a deaf ear, and he didn't say anything about flattening, and kept him cold in the moment.