On the official road to Anhaiguan, the trees were sparse, and there were not many people coming and going, so the two of them were galloping in a hurry, rushing to the future. www.biquge.info After a while, the horse slowed down gradually. Song Qi changed his clothes and felt more generous, while Ling Xue changed into men's clothes, like a beautiful son. Along the way, you will not be hungry and thirsty, and you will stay overnight.

When Song Qi and Lingxue inquired at Anhaiguan, they learned that Jin Zhenglei had been promoted to the generalissimo of Chen Guotianxia and moved to the capital. I had to rush to Chenjing Changning City again, and it took another half a month to come to Changning City. Changning City is full of high-rise buildings, the market is prosperous, the population is prosperous, the streets are bustling, and the traffic is busy.

This was the first time Song Qi came to the city more than a thousand years ago. Compared to modern cities, it is not inferior, and in some respects, even better. Although the high-rise buildings are not as tall as those of modern cities, and the roads are not as wide as those of modern cities, the urban buildings are more distinctive and charming, and the people are more simple and polite.

The two inquired all the way to the Marshal's Mansion, and according to the direction pointed by passers-by, they found the Marshal's Mansion very smoothly. On both sides of the entrance of the marshal's mansion squatted a majestic crouching lion, and next to it stood two military servicemen, one fat and one thin, one with a gun and the other with a halberd, which was majestic.

"Hello military master! Is this Kim Jong-lei's home? Ling Xue stepped forward and saluted.

"Presumptuous! The name of the marshal is also what you are waiting for! The thin man glared at him, pouted his mouth, and said.

"Excuse me! Trouble to the marshal, and say that there is an old man Ling Xue who wants to see him! Ling Xue hurriedly changed her words.

The thin man saw that the two of them were dressed well, and led two tall horses, and heard that they were the marshal's old man, so he softened his face and said, "Wait a minute." Wait for me to go in and say goodbye. After speaking, the thin man turned around and walked towards the house, less than half a cup of tea, only to see the thin man sweating profusely, like a rabbit flying out, seeing Ling Xue, nodded and said with a smile on his face: "Ling Gongzi, marshal, please go in quickly!" The little ones just now were a little sluggish, and there are a lot of adults Ling Gongzi, don't be surprised! ”

When Ling Xue saw it, she thought it was funny, where did she account for some trivial matters, and said, "It's okay! Don't care! ”

"Ling Gongzi has killed the little one! Just call me a little skinny! The thin man smiled as he stooped diagonally in front of them to guide the two of them.

Turn the wall, pass through the triple gate, and come to a palace-like building, with blue tile yellow walls, cornices and corners, carved beams and painted buildings, and the momentum is extraordinary. A golden plaque is hung on the lintel, and the three words "White Tiger Hall" are written on it.

"It's a place where the marshal and the generals discuss important military affairs." The little thin man pointed to the White Tiger Hall and whispered to them. The little thin man did not go to the White Tiger Hall meeting hall, but turned to the left and right, walked nearly a hundred steps, came to the west wing, bent down and asked to enter: "Marshal, please rest in the study for a while, he will come over after the old man finishes discussing the matter for a while." ”

Ling Xue waved at the little thin man and said, "Thank you!" He crossed the threshold more than a foot high and entered the study, and Song Qi followed him. The little thin man arched, said "quit", and bowed out.

This study is a side hall remodeled, about 20 steps long, about 10 steps wide, the furnishings are very simple, against the north wall stands a bookshelf, on which all kinds of books are placed. In front of the bookshelf, there is a large rosewood bookcase about two meters long, on which are placed the four treasures of the study. On the side of the bookcase stood an armory rack with three swords and two bows stuck on it. On the flour wall opposite the bookcase, there are several black characters written on the flour wall, which is very eye-catching. From this point of view, although Kim Jong-lei is the generalissimo of Chen Guo's soldiers and horses, he still does not forget his original intention of revenge.

"Haha, Cher, it was the gust of wind that blew you here!" A loud voice came from outside. Ling Xue and Song Qi, who were browsing books by the bookshelf, turned around when they heard the sound and came to the door in three steps and two steps to greet them. As soon as the words fell, Kim Jong-lei strode into the study.

"Xue'er has seen Uncle Marshal Jin!" Ling Xue saw Jin Zhenglei and bowed to the ground, at this time she didn't know whether to call Jin Zhenglei a marshal or an uncle, so it was better to call the two titles together.

When Jin Zhenglei heard this, he laughed, hurriedly took a step forward, pulled Ling Xue up, looked at Ling Xue carefully, and said with a smile: "Xue'er, I haven't seen you for a year, you have grown up a lot, and you have become more charming!" Then he asked, "When did you become a boy?" "

"I'm dressed like this for the convenience of travel!" Ling Xue's face flushed when she was asked, and she replied.

When Kim Jong-lei was talking to Ling Xue, Song Qi secretly looked at Kim Jong-lei. Seeing that this person is of moderate size, with a white face and black beard, sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth, not angry and arrogant, heroic and compelling, and around 35 years old, this is the generalissimo Kim Zhenglei who controls the million-strong army of Chen State. Compared with the private visit to Huanglongling a year ago, it looks more friendly and modest.

At this time, Jin Zhenglei noticed Song Qi standing behind Ling Xue, looked up and down, and felt very angry, so he turned his head to Ling Xue and asked, "Who is this?" ”

"This is my senior brother! It's called Song Qi! Ling Xue hurriedly pulled Song Qi to introduce him to Kim Zhenglei.

"Oh, come to mind, we met in Huanglongling last year." Kim Jong-lei thought about it and realized something.

At this time, Song Qi's hair was long, and he was judged to be the same as last year, so Kim Zhenglei didn't recognize it for a while. Song Qi hurriedly bowed to Jin Zhenglei and said, "Under Song Qi, I've seen Marshal Jin!" ”

Kim Zhenglei nodded his head a little, which was considered to be a return of the courtesy, stretched out his hand to help him, and said with a smile: "You are the apprentice of Brother Helai, that is, my friend of Kim Zhenglei!" He turned his head and asked Ling Xue again, "How is your father?" ”

Ling Xue heard Jin Zhenglei mention her father, her eyes were sour, her tears turned a few times, she couldn't stop crying, and she cried and said: "My father was killed by the prince in Huanglongling half a year ago... Before he could finish speaking, he wept bitterly. Although her father had passed away for six or seven months, the pain of losing her father had gradually calmed down in Ling Xue's heart, but in this place where his father had assassinated Chen Tai Diguang, in front of Jin Zhenglei, one of the main parties, how could she suppress the pain of losing her father!

When Kim Zhenglei heard that Ling Helai was killed, he beat his chest, tears flowed from his eyes, and he cried bitterly: "Brother Helai! You died so miserably, I hurt you! ”

Kim Jonglei is grateful and guilty for Ling Helai, Ling Helai has paid too much for his old Kim family and for him Kim Jonglei! At the beginning, Ling Helai took the initiative to take on the task of assassination, and he was already risking the belief that he would die, and everyone thought that he would definitely die, so Kim Jong-lei swore to Ling Helai that he would definitely take care of his daughter Ling Xue in the future. No one expected that after Ling Helai successfully assassinated Chen Guang, he would be able to break through the encirclement of the 3,000 Imperial Forest Army and escape unscathed.

When Kim Jong-lei heard the news, he jumped up with joy, and he prayed to the heavens: "God, bless Brother Helai to go back safely!" The guilt in my heart suddenly eased a lot.

Later, he was busy helping Chen Qu get sick and ascend the throne all day long, and he had no time to care about Ling Helai's life and death, and he didn't rest for a long time, so he wanted to be safe. Now Ling Xue brought the news of Brother Helai's death, and he was chased and killed by the prince's general, and the guilt of how long he disappeared occupied Kim Jong-lei's heart again, and now it is not only guilty, but also aggravated into a sense of guilt.

Song Qi saw that the two were almost crying, so he grabbed the arms of the two from the side and comforted, "Marshal, Xue'er, please mourn and change!" Master's heroes are admired by the world! He is gone, but he lives forever in our hearts. Those of us who are alive must avenge Master! ”

When Jin Zhenglei heard this, he stopped crying, wiped away the tears on his face, and persuaded with a trembling crying voice: "What Brother Song said is true." Cher, we must avenge your father! ”

When Ling Xue heard this, she also wiped her tears, swore to the sky, and said, "If you don't take revenge, I, Ling Xue, will not be a human being!" ”