Chapter Twenty-Nine: Yangguan

The group saw the majestic city tower of Yangguan in the distance, and tears of excitement filled their eyes, just like the mood of the four Tang monks crossing the ninety-nine eighty-one pass and seeing the Leiyin Temple.

They have a very bumpy road along the way, always have to hide and hide from the greedy people who pursue and besiege them, compete for courage and wisdom, after more than half a month of trekking through mountains and rivers, it is not easy for everyone to come here today!

Yangguan is named Yangguan because it is located in the south of Yumen Pass.

Yangguan, was built in the Yuan Ding period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, in Hexi, "four counties, according to two passes", Yangguan is one of the two passes.

Now it is located in Yangguan County, Dunhuang County, Liangzhou, is the throat of the Central Plains land external traffic, is the pass that the South Road of the Silk Road must pass, with the water as the pass, according to the Sichuan when the danger, and the north and south of the Yumen Pass echo, is the strategic place that the soldiers must fight.

Yangguan has a special Yangguan lieutenant who sits here, commanding an elite military horse stationed nearby, and Yangguan County is not under the jurisdiction of each other, and is located under Dunhuang County.

"Childe, don't be stunned! Hurry into the customs, find a place, everyone can take a comfortable bubble bath, eat some cooked food, and sleep first! ”

Ning Zhenhu patted Gongzi's arm, reminded him, and rode his horse to Yangguan with joy.

Gongzi Wei Xing did not get carried away like everyone else, he rode his horse slowly, calmly looked at everything around Yangguan, and silently remembered it in his heart.

Xiahou Zhu silently followed Gongzi's horse, and after more than ten years, he saw the familiar scene and thing in Yangguan again, and his heart was full of mixed tastes, and he had a different experience.

Walking on the suspension bridge and looking at the turbulent river under his feet, Gongzi Wei looked at all the facilities on the city tower with great interest.

"Don't look at it, Childe! In order not to leak the horse's feet and attract unnecessary investigations, Sima Gou's secret spy yamen has a secret stronghold here. Xiahou Zhu rode past him and whispered a warning.

Gongzi Wei Xing was stunned for a moment, and immediately came to his senses, and no longer deliberately observed those sensitive things on the city tower.

Gongzi Wei Xing also felt that he was a little careless, Yangguan and Yumen Pass in the north were the only two military strongholds in the Central Plains, and the spy organization of the Western Jin Dynasty must set up a secret station here, this is a certain thing, and it will be the same in the Cao Wei era.

"I heard Uncle Zhongyi say that when you go out in the Central Plains, you need a road guide issued by the government, and we will be fine, right?" Gongzi Wei Xing asked in a somewhat uneasy whisper.

"Don't worry, the chief dart head naturally knows that we people don't have the so-called road guide, and we will automatically take care of all this."

Hearing Uncle Xiahou's reply, Gongzi Wei Xing's uneasy mood suddenly calmed down a lot.

If it was placed in normal times, he himself would understand this truth in an instant, and when he arrived at the head of Mr. Ning's dart, he would naturally know what to do.

This is still because Gongzi Wei Xing holds his identity as the son of the abolished emperor, and his heart is too sensitive, so that his brain is temporarily out of order!

As the old saying goes, if you don't want to do it, you will be strong, and if you care, you will be chaotic!

For any person, as the prince of the previous dynasty, the first time he came to such an important military fortress as the enemy, he would inevitably suffer from gains and losses in his heart.

When he arrived at the city gate, Ning Zhenhu made a point in advance, and after the officials guarding the gate asked a dozen ordinary questions at random, he issued a road guide for Gongzi Wei Xing as usual, and casually signaled to leave here.

Walking out of the dozens of meters of the city tower, Gongzi Wei Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and his sweat stopped.

"Childe, what are you nervous about, you have shed so many beads of sweat, and the people outside the gate have no road guides, this is a normal thing, besides, I have already gone down to make a point, and the city gate officials will not embarrass you." Ning Zhenhu saw the young man who was so nervous and sweaty for the first time, and joked casually.

Gongzi Wei Xing showed a bitter smile, and he didn't know how to reply, so he had to wave his hand and turn his head to look at the endless flow of cars and horses on the bluestone road.

"Childe, this is more prosperous than what, and the end of the royal city is much more prosperous, right?" Ning Zhenhu asked very proudly.

Gongzi Wei Xing is also the first time to see so many people and shops, and he feels that he is more than ten times more prosperous than the end of the king city!

"I've been to Chang'an a few times, and in terms of prosperity, the East and West markets are just like that!" Ning Zhenhu boasted arrogantly.

Xiahou Zhu nodded and answered: "Childe, what the chief dart head said is right, the east and west markets of Chang'an are just like that, but they are a little bigger than this place!" ”

Ning Zhenhu turned around with some surprise and asked, "Xiahou, have you also been to Chang'an?" ”

In Ning Zhenhu's consciousness, the vast majority of the small number of Han people in Phoenix Fort should have escaped from their ancestors and fathers, and they should not have had the opportunity to go to distant Chang'an!

For the residents of Liangzhou, Chang'an is still a very distant and longing place, and ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to see the majesty and magnificence of Chang'an City with their own eyes.

In the hearts of the people of the Central Plains, Luoyang and Chang'an are two very sacred places, representing the authority and civilization of the empire, and they have been longing for a long time!

But the road and harsh environment of the ancient trough cake, ordinary people travel far away, which is almost equivalent to a farewell to relatives!

"Xiahou is a native of Luoyang, very unfilial, and has traveled to the Western Regions for more than ten years, I wonder if his parents at home are still well?" Xiahou Zhu looked very ashamed and sad.

Luoyang is the new imperial capital of the Western Jin Dynasty, and in everyone's hearts, it is more sacred than Chang'an.

Regarding Xiahou Zhu's background, Ning Zhenhu was very surprised in his heart, ordinary people committed crimes in Luoyang, and there was no chance to escape to the Western Regions.

But he has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, so he naturally understands what can be asked and what cannot be asked, and he was deliberately surprised, and he didn't dare to mention the matter of Luoyang and Chang'an again, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Uncle Xiahou, I'm sorry!"

It was because of Gongzi Wei Xing himself that Uncle Xiahou and these people had a hard time returning home, and he was also very sad about not going, and he was even more sad for those sacrificial guards, they would never be able to go back, and they would never see their relatives!

Xiahou Zhu quickly restrained his complicated mood and comforted: "Taking people's money and wealth to eliminate disasters for others, cannibalism and loyalty to duty, this is a matter of course, you don't have to be uneasy!" ”

"If there is a chance, I will let Uncle Xiahou go back in style!" Gongzi Wei Xing solemnly promised.

Xiahou Zhu understood the deep meaning of Gongzi's words very well, knew the difficulties in this, and the possibility of achieving it was extremely small, and admonished: "Go with the flow, don't be strong!"

Gongzi Wei Xing naturally understood Uncle Xiahou's kindness, don't let yourself be too impatient, and finally make a failure.

Under the leadership of Ning Zhenhu, more than 30 people soon came to a large inn that was somewhat remote.

"Xiao Er, the guest is here, come out to welcome the guest!" Ning Zhenhu shouted loudly, and then turned around and said, "Childe, we will rest here for two days now, and after we have changed our mental strength, we will go to the foothold of our Demon Suppression Dart Bureau outside!" ”

Gongzi Wei Xing looked at this inn that covers a small area a little, and said with satisfaction: "The guest is as he pleases, everything is decided by the chief dart!" ”

After washing and scrubbing and eating a full meal, after everyone had rested, Ning Zhenhu couldn't care about the exhaustion of his whole body, and hurried to the contact point of the Demon Suppression Dart Bureau in Yangguan.

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The backyard of the Magic Dart Bureau in Yumen County, Jiuquan County

"Master, something is wrong!"

A middle-aged dart master hurriedly broke into the pond in the backyard with a note the length and width of his middle finger.

"What a panic, such a big person, the sky can't fall!"

A thin old man in high spirits slowly stood up from the bluestone, revealing a majestic expression and a very unhappy reprimand.

"Master, the disciple knows his mistake!" The middle-aged dart master immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Tell me, what is it that makes you so panicked?" The thin old man asked.

"Master, Brother Tiger sent a secret message from Yangguan, and the dart master of our dart bureau was extremely killed and injured!"

The thin old man glared at the other party, knowing that the three of them were filthy in private for the position of the leader of the dart game in the future, and they had some-for-tat meanings, and they didn't quite believe the words of the eldest apprentice and adopted son Ning Zhenshi.

When Ning Zhenshi saw this scene, he immediately became anxious, hurriedly handed over the note, and said, "Master, look at it yourself, this is the secret note that has just been removed from the carrier pigeon!" ”

The thin old man casually skimmed through the note that was not very good, his face changed in shock, and he shouted in disbelief: "What? Of the 120 dart masters, only 26 survived! ”

There were only 500 official dart masters in the Demon Suppression Dart Bureau, and one-fifth of them were killed in one fell swoop, and the Dart Bureau had never suffered such serious losses;

Looking at this unbelievable note, the founder of Old Man Ning was stunned all of a sudden!

Ning Zhenshi immediately helped the old man, and shouted loudly outside the courtyard: "Come on!" The old man fainted、、、、、、"

Immediately, several housewives and maidservants hurried from the backyard, and they began to cry in a hurry and panic.

"Don't cry, send someone to invite the doctor and the third junior brother to come over!" Ning Zhenshi commanded loudly.

Only then did everyone have the backbone, and they hurriedly ran to the front yard and asked people to invite the doctor and Ning Zhenbao to come over.