These two arrows pierced through the window paper painted in the prosperous world. Looking through the small hole in the window paper, I found that what I saw in the old days was like a leopard in a tube, and what was hidden in the house was the undercurrent of troubled times.

In the past, there would never have been these two arrows. Although there is a clear struggle and a secret fight, it is also full of control of the overall situation, mutual checks and balances, and there is constant friction but never blood.

These two arrows are like the first time they meet each other on the invisible battlefield, announcing that the beacon fire will break out in all directions, and there will be no more stable day, and the historical picture scroll will first unfold.

At the beginning of the fourth watch, Song Huan in the house had not yet gone to bed, and he must have known everything that had just happened, just waiting for the result.

There are only a few old slaves who have followed him for decades in Song Huan's compound, and no one usually comes. No one dared to come except for important matters.

After a while, there was a short knock on the door, Song Huan frowned, a long sword was quietly pulled out, and three steps turned into two steps and stepped towards the door.

Seeing that no one answered, the people outside the door slowly pushed open the door, and at the moment of opening the door, a sword flashed with cold light.

The short blade of the man's left hand pushed aside the tip of the sword, took a big step close to Song Huan, and then stabbed the short blade of his right hand under Song Huan's ribs, in fact, this knife could have been stabbed to the throat. Song Huan didn't have time to return the sword to block it, so he had to lean back and dodge the knife. The sword in his hand flicked upwards and ran towards the man's jaw, the man took a step back, but after three breaths, after a few moves, the man heard the sound of footsteps approaching, and fled backwards when Song Huan's sword stabbed out. And said with a strange smile: "I'm afraid that few people in the world know that Song Ye still has such skills, admire and admire." Without waiting for Song Huan to reply to anything, the man threw out a dart and fixed it on the door and disappeared to the top of the hall without a trace.

As soon as the man left, the four of them hurried forward. The leader saw that no one was there except Song Huan, and knew that it was too late, but fortunately Song Huan was not injured, otherwise the responsibility would be great. After wiping the sweat on his robe, he knelt down on one knee and hurriedly said: "The head of the family, it is really careless, and he actually let people break into your room, spare your purity, and ask the head of the family to be punished." ”

Song Huan said calmly: "It's okay, it's him who came, and you can't notice it yet." ”

The man at the head was slightly puzzled, and when he saw Song Huan pointing at the door, he saw the dart.

This dart is fusiformal, extremely delicate, the whole body is dark cyan, and there is a pedal copper coin Pixiu engraved on the dart at the tail, lifelike.

As soon as he saw this dart, the leader gasped and said, "Dream?" Song Huan snorted.

Speaking of this dream, no one knows what he looks like and what his identity is. It's only known that he is good at disguise, and it is rumored that he can live as anyone without being noticed. Even the Song Mansion, which has eyes and hands, can only know his rare whereabouts. Kou Meng was still unknown two years ago, just two years ago, Qi country, Laba, heavy snow. The prime minister of Qi had a large office banquet and invited wise men from all over the world to chant poems. Before the banquet was halfway through, the forbidden army arrived to spread the emperor's will. Kou Meng hid in the forbidden army, and when the prime minister received the order, a dart went away like thunder, and the city was killed on the spot, and the blood was embedded in the snow. This dart is used in this fusiform unicorn dart, this dart has been famous all over the world since then, everyone knows, and it was listed in the hundred instrument spectrum back then. On this day, the dart was hung on white paper, and the word "dream" was written on it, and the dream was sealed as a god in a battle. Everyone was frightened and saw a person turn around and leave, and the forbidden army hurriedly chased after them, only to see a figure far away outside the house, stepping on the snow without a trace. Get out of the white blade and kill in the red dust. What's more, it is rumored that the leader of the forbidden army counted the number of forbidden troops present afterwards, and there were no less than one person, so how did Gou Meng hide in the forbidden army? Ignorance.

In two years, a total of three shuttle-shaped unicorn darts were born, and today Song Fu is the third.

The man headed by the guards of the Song Mansion couldn't help but be a little afraid, and he couldn't ask directly, and asked, "Family master, has he been to you?" Could it be that all the rumors are false?"

Song Huan put away the long sword in his hand and said calmly: "He should have no killing intent towards me, he avoided the key points with a few moves, and he was a little restrained in his moves." ”

The man at the head was also puzzled, and said, "This? Have you helped him?"

Song Huan did not answer this question, but ordered them to retreat first, and the person in charge was not good to ask any more questions, so he took down the shuttle-shaped unicorn dart and presented it to Song Huan, and then retreated with the three of them.

Song Huan actually didn't know what Kou Meng's move meant. Coming but not going all out, is it a warning, a temptation or a scruple? The Song Mansion is strict, not when he wants to come, he can come and leave as soon as he wants. But tonight, since there is no malice, it is better to be quiet than to move. A strong wind struck, and the tree was blown away, but the trunk did not move.

I thought about it to myself, but I simply didn't want to. As soon as he was about to go back to the house, he played with the dart a little, and was startled, so he ordered the guard who had just retreated to summon someone.

Soon, a young man in white entered through the side door, and the guards clenched their fists and let them go. This person's facial features are clear, and his face is like jade. Holding a black-and-ink paper fan with golden cursive on it.

If Song Qiulai is also here, he will be dumbfounded, the two families are friends in the world, but they are doing things in their own house? The status doesn't seem to be low, so how can you not be surprised.

This handsome man's surname is Yang, and his name is Shukai. Among Song Qiulai's group, he was not very outstanding, and even seemed a little mediocre. Although they have been together for a long time, everyone does not know that he has been the protégé of the emperor for three years.

Yang Shukai stepped forward to salute and asked, "Uncle Song, what's going on in the autumn, he has drunk a lot." Haha smiled, and didn't ask what had just happened, knowing that since there was nothing to do, there was no harm in asking.

Song Huan sniffed first, and then said, "Your second uncle sent him back and went to sleep, it was a little cold, and he went into the house and said." ”

As soon as the two of them entered the house, Song Huan pointed at the dart-tailed Pixiu and asked, "Sukai, you have seen this pattern." ”

Yang Shukai said: "This is the dart that prefers to become a god?" I've only seen it in the weapons directory. "Huh?" He said: "No, I'm so familiar with this Pixiu, I seem to have seen it." "I thought about it, but I couldn't think of where to see it.

Song Huan said: "You can smell the dart." ”

Yang Shukai thought to himself, can this dart still carry a fragrance? Even if there is a smell, it should be blood. But when I heard it like this, I was panicked.

Song Huan saw him hesitate, so he said: "But it doesn't matter, I can't put it in other people's eyes." ”

Yang Shukai saw Song Huan say this, so he hurriedly said: "Uncle Song, this, this is eight years of drunkenness?" The hurried voice stammered, this eight-year-old drunk in Donghuan City is only available in the restaurant they frequent, and the farther restaurant that has been drunk for eight years is a hundred miles away from Donghuan City. The wine was not opened from the old altar and soon lost its taste. The smell of wine is very fragrant, only the clothes and belts can not be dispersed for a few hours, and even the sweat is fragrant after drinking, this dream has obviously just been drunk for eight years, clothes can be changed, but the dart is to be carried.

Song Huan said again: "I can see that you have drunk this wine in addition to tonight?"

The restaurant is deserted tonight, and it is not difficult to recall that only Yu Yuzhen and Song Qiulai have been drinking for eight years tonight. Although this wine is fragrant, it is very strong, and most people can only smell it once and praise it for a good wine, but they have never drunk it.

Yang Shukai swallowed his saliva and said a little nervously: "No one else will ever drink this wine." If so, according to his delusional nature, he would have had a drink with that person. ”

Song Huan said: "Yu Yuzhen? That stunned boy? You continue. ”

Yang Shukai replied: "It's true that he has always liked it for eight years, but it shouldn't be him." Or maybe someone bought it just now, or maybe someone bought it before we went?" Thinking of Qu Jin when Kou Meng and Song Huan fought before, he shook his head and didn't dare to think about it, and said, "I'd better inquire now, or I won't be able to feel down-to-earth after all." ”

Song Huan said: "It's okay, it's most appropriate for you to go, then go back quickly, if you find out how to deal with it, you should understand." ”

After Yang Shukai left, a man holding a dark iron bow outside the house respectfully called the head of the house, and the bow knocked on the ground three times, two long and one short, and Song Huan let him enter the house after hearing it.

The one holding the Xuantie bow was the one who shot the two arrows, and he was one of the five generals of the Song family's iron cavalry. The hundred-pound giant bow was like a plaything in his hands. Wear Yang Guan lice, and kill people in a thousand steps. Thinking about the time when the Jin State and the Chu State competed, the five arrows of the Chu State who were good archers a hundred steps away were all hit the bull's-eye, and the Chu army was full of joy. This one disagreed, the same hundred steps, after an arrow was shot, he quickly pulled the string with the arrow, repeated three arrows, one arrow was faster than the other. When the first arrow is about to hit the target, the latter catches up with the former, and finally there is only one heart left on the target, and three broken arrows are lined up in front of the target. This arrow is like a meteor, hitting the target. I saw that there was still an arrow on the target, and there was one more residual arrow on the target, the Chu army was silent, and the Jin army was like thunder. Later, someone praised: "The thunderbolt is frightened by the four strings, and the five arrows are bright." When you return, you should travel thousands of miles. These five arrows made future generations remember this name, Feiyu General Li Jianyu.

After the disappearance of Major General Song fifteen years ago, Li Jianyu also left the barracks. Emperor Jin did not allow it, but the day after he submitted his resignation, there was no further news, and the records of the intelligence systems of various countries ended at this point, and no one has seen him again.

After Li Jianyu entered the house, he reported: "Family master, you are right, the people from Tiange are still here, according to your wishes, kill them." The people in the Underground Pavilion in the city should not know about it, and we haven't found out about the people in the Hidden Pavilion yet. ”

Li Jianyu, who said nothing in the iron horse, was so respectful in front of Song Huan that if his old subordinates saw it, his jaw would drop in shock.

Song Huan nodded in praise and smiled: "How can the Earth Pavilion not know? It's time for the people of the Hidden Pavilion to move, go and let Dingming prepare. ”

Li Jianyu didn't like to say much, and turned to leave.

In the east of the city, a restaurant near the Xue Palace.

When Yang Shukai rode to the restaurant, he found that the restaurant had not closed, and thought that it was a wonderful thing, so as not to disturb the restaurant owner's rest.

Yang Shukai settled the horses and walked into the restaurant, and Xiao Er saw that it was a regular customer who came, and hurriedly greeted him. With a smile on his face: "Master Yang, why are you back too?" Your brother really has a heart. "Yang Shukai: "Huh?" sighed and asked, "It's this hour, who else is there?" Xiao Erda said: "Tsk, Yu Ye and the ninth master are here." We were just about to close, and the two masters came back. It's strange to say, these two masters came back and came to two more tables, if it weren't for the good wine, the boss added a few pennies to me, and I would have lost a lot today. ”

Yang Shukai interrupted his nagging, handed over a piece of broken silver, and asked, "Little Second Brother, when did these two come back?" The remaining two tables are eight years old?"

Xiao Er thought that Yang Shukai had drunk too much, otherwise how could he not know when it would close, and he asked so many questions. But how can you not want the silver in front of you, take it, smile from the bottom of your heart, and say: "The little one thanked Yang Ye first, Yang Ye, you must have drunk too much, isn't the small shop always closed in the middle of the third watch." ”

Yang Shukai said impatiently: "I know, I asked when Yu Yuzhen and the others arrived!" Did they arrive together or what? And also! And no one has ordered it for eight years!"

Xiao Er heard that Yang Shukai was a little displeased, and hurriedly said: "The two masters arrived together, Yu Ye is really good for eight years, no, I want two more pots, and I said that I want to have one pot with the ninth master." Others naturally can't compare with Yu Ye, they all order ordinary wine, the good bamboo leaves and green bamboo leaves ordered upstairs and the jade syrup you love to drink on weekdays. ”

Yang Shukai thought about it when he heard this: "Brother Nine has been drinking for eight years?" Xiao Er replied: "Isn't it, it is estimated that the pot on the ninth master's body has been hungry for eight years." ”

Yang Shukai was a little anxious and asked, "When has the Ninth Master been lying on his body for eight years?" Grass, how the don't I know?"

Xiao Er said: "As soon as you left, the ninth master came back, and I asked more, and the ninth master said that he left something and came back to pick it up." I found a time to sprinkle the pot that I hadn't drunk for eight years, and I smelled it from a distance. Yu Ye is still clamoring for the ninth master to compensate. ”

The two of them have their own thoughts.

Xiao Er was a little confused, Yang Shukai, who has always been elegant, burst into foul language? Could it be that he said the wrong thing and provoked him? Don't ask for back the money you just gave, that's not good, so I don't dare to say more.

Yang Shukai, who had some ideas on the road, was in a mess at the moment. Is Kou Meng Yu Yuzhen or Jin Jiuhan, who is called Brother Jiu on weekdays? I don't know which organization he belongs to or what he wants to do. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but scold, Xiao Er didn't dare to see Yang Shukai like this, didn't dare to stay for a long time, and hurriedly said that he suddenly remembered that the boss had just called him something, and ran to the back kitchen.

Yang Shukai opened his fan and fanned it, and his intuition told him that the dream was by their side, and no matter who it was, it would be difficult to deal with after all.

Yang Shukai brushed a fan and walked up the stairs, the breeze blew, and he shivered, not because the wind was cold, but because the wind brought the aroma of being drunk for eight years, which made him feel a little cold in his heart.

A few clouds outside the house obscured the moonlight tonight, and the sky and the earth were a little darker.