There was silence in the lobby, and everyone looked at Xuanyuan Chen, their eyes full of surprise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nangong Qianyue frowned slightly, and said slowly: "King Beiliang, do you really think what Master Wen said makes sense?"

Xuanyuan Chen stood up, walked to Wen Shidao's side, helped him up in the other party's surprised eyes, and then was silent for a long time before he said: "The Jin army entered the Kou and the 100,000 border troops were destroyed, because the commander Xu Shijie abandoned the city and fled, and the soldiers in front could not get a unified order, so they could only fight separately, and they were broken by the Jin army one by one."

He paused, and then said, "Why did Xu Shijie run away?" Because the 3,000 Jin army appeared outside Beiliang City like a divine soldier descending from the sky, and after a successful move, the Jin army could completely repeat its old tricks and send surprise soldiers to raid other places, which naturally included the other two major cities of Xishan Road, Pengcheng and Tianshui. ”

When Nangong Qianyue heard this, he already understood the meaning of Xuanyuan Chen's words, and said: "If it is to prevent the Jin army from sneaking attack, it is indeed somewhat reasonable for Wenshi Dao not to send troops to rescue Beiliang City."

Xuanyuan Chen smiled when he heard this, and glanced at Wen Shidao beside him, who also happened to look at him.

The two eyes touched, and there was an endless meaning.

Xuanyuan Chen could completely borrow Nangong Qianyue's hand to get rid of Wenshi Dao, but what good would it do to him?

Except for the momentary whim, there is no benefit at all.

On the contrary, if Xuanyuan Chen can exonerate Wenshidao, it is tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow, leaving a good fate between Wenshidao and Wenshidao, maybe there will be a time to get rewards in the future.

And this grace of life can also show his generosity and selfless conduct in front of Pengcheng officials, and win Xuanyuan Chen the reputation of a virtuous king.

Such a beautiful thing that can be done in one fell swoop, why not Xuanyuan Chen?

Nangong Qianyue stared at Xuanyuan Chen, his eyes flashed with a complicated light, and he didn't speak, but sat back in his chair a little tiredly and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, everyone did not dare to make a sound, and the hall fell silent again.

This time the silence didn't last long, Nangong Qianyue suddenly opened his eyes, and after simply saying "Let's disperse", he walked out of the lobby quickly.

Xuanyuan Chen looked at Nangong Qianyue's back, his face showed a trace of doubt, he found that Nangong Qianyue's pace was a little less firm than that of a veteran on the battlefield, but instead seemed a little staggering, as if it gave people the illusion that he wanted to leave all of a sudden, in order to escape something.

Nangong Qianyue left Xuanyuan Chen's field of vision, and finally sighed, feeling a little dazed in his heart. But he quickly perked up and made great strides as he saw the direction.

In the lobby, seeing Nangong Qianyue leaving, all the officials in Pengcheng looked at each other, and after a while, they said goodbye to the immortal Wenshi Dao, and they all left one by one.

Xuanyuan Chen didn't want others to think that he wanted to be self-respecting, so he repeatedly refused to be retained by Wen Shidao, and walked out of the lobby with Leng Junao.

It's just that when Xuanyuan Chen walked to the gate of the county guard's mansion, someone shouted behind him: "King Beiliang, please stay!"

Xuanyuan Chen turned around and saw the corner of the white clothes next to the ancient tree not far away. His eyes froze, and the eighteen or nineteen-year-old woman walked out from behind the ancient tree, bent down and bowed to Xuanyuan Chen.

The woman was wearing a white gauze shirt, with a slender figure, her long hair draped over the vest, gently held by a blue ribbon, her skin was better than snow, her facial features were exquisite, although she was not extremely beautiful, but for some reason, when Xuanyuan Chen looked at her, she only felt that there seemed to be a light cage of smoke beside this woman, and she was not like a person in the world.

She is none other than Wen Shidao's daughter, Wen Muyan.

Wen Muyan looked at Xuanyuan Chen's deep eyes, her face was very calm, but her heart was undulating.

She didn't know why she called Xuanyuan Chen, but she still called it, and she called without regrets. One of her hearts was beating, but she didn't lower her head, just stared at Xuanyuan Chen intently.

Since the head of Beiliang City, Xuanyuan Chen's brave figure has not been able to be erased from her mind, and today she finally has the opportunity to meet, Wen Muyan doesn't want to miss it, she wants to take a good look at the man in front of her.

However, Xuanyuan Chen couldn't give Wen Muyan much time, and asked lightly, "Girl, is there something wrong?"

Wen Muyan's heart sank, Xuanyuan Chen's coldness made her feel a trace of sourness, but her face could still remain calm and said: "Wen Muyan, the daughter of Wen Shidao, has seen the King of Beiliang!" She saluted Xuanyuan Chen again, and said respectfully: "Thank you to King Beiliang for saving my father from danger regardless of his past suspicions."

Xuanyuan Chen said disappreciatively: "Don't thank this king, this king just did what he had to do." After saying that, without any hesitation, he turned around and walked out of the county guard's mansion.

Leng Junao followed aside, and after taking a few steps, he suddenly asked, "Our military camp is at the north gate, why are you walking in the direction of the south gate?"

Xuanyuan Chen's feet froze, his expression looked very unnatural, and said, "Oh, I seem to be confused."

Leng Jun was speechless, he had always been indifferent, but he actually rolled his eyes funny.

Xuanyuan Chen didn't squint, only pretended not to see.

The wind rises, the wind sounds like a song, and there is a hint of spring love in the song.

Wen Muyan stood at the gate of the county guard's mansion, and suddenly, she was already sad, and there was a flash of crystal in the corner of her eyes.

The long street is cold, the long street is long, and Xuanyuan Chen's mind is also long. If he knew that Wen Muyan wept for him, maybe he wouldn't have made a decisive choice to leave.

Whether it was in his past life or in this life, his experience and identity made it difficult for him to have the opportunity to taste an emotion, which was too foreign to him to distinguish.

He strolled down the long street, but his eyes were not idle, but had the sharpness of a goshawk.

He seemed to be looking for something, or rather he was reminiscing about something.

Reminiscing about the feeling of that moment, that wonderful moment.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "Zheng", which disturbed the aftertaste in Xuanyuan Chen's heart, and at the same time stirred his heartstrings. He came back to his senses and looked in the direction where the sound of the harp was coming from.

The sound of the piano came from a wine shop, and there was only one customer in it except for Xiao Er.

Xuanyuan Chen subconsciously walked slowly towards the wine shop, the sound of the piano was closer, but more quiet. Although I could only see the back of the person playing the piano, I could feel his concentration.

Leng Junao said, "Do you want to listen to the piano?"

Xuanyuan Chen was silent for a while, and replied, "No, I want to drink!"

Wine can be intoxicating, but it can also forget love!

You can't drink alcohol inside the barracks, so if you want to drink, you can only drink in the city. Leng Junao did not refuse, and walked into the wine shop with Xuanyuan Chen.

The two sat down, ordered a pot of wine, four side dishes, and after Xiao Er sent them, before they moved their chopsticks, the sound of the piano in their ears made them unconsciously look at the person playing the piano.

When the person playing the piano stroked the qin, he was so engrossed that he didn't seem to notice the arrival of outsiders in the liquor shop.

Xuanyuan Chen and Leng Junao could only see the back of the person playing the piano, looking over from the back, they only felt that the person was not tall, but no matter who looked at the back of that person, for some reason, they would have a feeling of palpitations.

The man was dressed like an ordinary person, his clothes were fluttering, and he looked as indifferent as the wind, but when he sat there, he was as dignified as a mountain. His shoulders are not wide, but the power contained in him seems to be able to collapse and crack the ground.

He looked very ordinary. But whoever sees him at a glance, even if they see his back, understands that he is definitely not an ordinary person. But how could such a person be in an ordinary wine shop, playing Qingle?

When Xuanyuan Chen looked at the man, his face suddenly had four points of doubt, five points of solemnity, and one point of vigilance.

And Leng Junao's vigilance was even heavier, and he had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

This is an instinct when facing a strong person, and it is necessary to be vigilant before distinguishing friend from foe.

Outside the wine shop, the wind had not stopped, but Qingle stopped at some point, and the man did not turn back, and said softly: "Do you know what song I played?"

It turned out that he had long known about the existence of Xuanyuan Chen and Leng Junao.

And listening to his tone, it seems that he is waiting for the two to come. His questioning seemed to be gossip, which was like gossip between friends.

Xuanyuan Chen has been carefully taught by his mother since he was a child, and he is also familiar with the music and rhythm, but he has never heard the music of a person who plays the piano, but Leng Junao actually knows it, and said: "This song is called shock, it is the song played by Xuanyuan Haotian, the founder of the Han Dynasty, when he encountered a traitor's plot, I heard that when he played this song, the sound of the piano was extremely long, and it actually spread to the Han army camp dozens of miles away, so that the Han army rushed to the traitor's mansion in time and rescued Xuanyuan Haotian." ”

The person who played the piano said lightly: "I didn't expect that General Leng would know."

Leng Junao's eyes flickered, and he said slowly: "You know me?" ”

The person who played the piano nodded slowly and said, "General Leng is famous, and there seems to be nothing surprising about knowing you." He paused for a moment and said, "Of course, this is the first time that the King of Beiliang has met."

The man's words were flat, but his tone was full of unmistakable confidence.

A trace of surprise appeared on Xuanyuan Chen's face, what surprised him was not that person's confidence, but the contradiction in his words, and asked, "You said that you met me for the first time, why can you recognize me as the King of Beiliang?"

The person who played the piano did not answer, but quietly looked at a plum tree next to the wine shop, the plum tree was fragrant, and the flowers were as white as snow.

After a long time, the person who played the piano said, "I haven't seen it, why can't I recognize it?" There was a hint of a smile in his tone, and there was still confidence in his smile.

After speaking, the person who played the piano raised his hand, and a roll of things suddenly arrived in front of Xuanyuan Chen.

Xuanyuan Chen grabbed it, opened it and took a look, his face changed sharply, and he muttered, "So that's ......"

The person who played the piano once again brushed the strings, and with a "bang" sound, one of the strings broke. The man seemed to do it on purpose, didn't react much, and asked in a calm tone, "Do you think it's strange why I have such a thing?"