"What the hell!"

Peng Yuanzheng returned to the house and shook the rain off his body. The moon was still bright and the stars were sparse, and suddenly there was continuous rain, and the weather in Bianjing was really as confusing as the current situation.

"Uncle Zhang."

Walking into the courtyard, Peng Yuanzhi knew that the old housekeeper had always slept late, so he habitually called out. But until I walked to the inner courtyard, I didn't see anyone answering.

I have fallen asleep after seeing it. Peng Yuanzheng thought in his heart, quietly looked at his home in the rain, and suddenly felt a little stunned.

This large courtyard, from the moment his beloved wife died, could not be regarded as a complete home.

I think about how sweet and happy he and his wife were childhood sweethearts until they entered marriage. But God doesn't seem to be accustomed to having a lover, so he forcibly took away his love, making the most beautiful family in the world fall apart in an instant, leaving him and his son to rely on each other.

Originally, Peng Yuanzheng felt that he would probably spend his life in chaos, but he didn't expect that the emperor's grace was mighty, and he was a poor military general, but he could soar into the sky, take on the important position of the mighty general of the entire Xiyuwei, and guard the western gateway of the entire Bianjing.

He is a husband and a member of Datang. Everyone who is in the army dreams of making contributions to the battlefield with the horse leather shroud, and Peng Yuanzheng is no exception. What's more, this is also the best way for him to divert his thoughts from his deceased wife.

He put all his experience into governing the army, and after a few years, the Xiyu Guard was strict in discipline, and the soldiers worked together to become a real tiger and wolf army. Peng Yuanzheng's name has gradually stood out from the younger generation of generals and has become the most shining new star.

This seems to be God's compensation for him, not only in the officialdom, but also in the love field.

A few years ago, in order to congratulate him on his re-establishment of military exploits, several powerful people in the capital invited him to Feixue Yue Lan Pavilion to enjoy the dance. When he saw Feng Zhilan with excellent demeanor for the first time, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

Feng Zhilan's elegant temperament made him seem to see his late wife again.

After that day, Feng Zhilan's shadow often broke into his dreams. The beauty of that smile, or the charm of gestures, is like a beloved wife who has returned to the world and returned to herself.

Since then, he has become a regular visitor to the Flying Snow Orchid Pavilion. As long as he could see Feng Zhilan, he felt extremely satisfied. He didn't expect Feng Zhilan to accept her, that kind of stunning enchantment that stood out from the crowd, how could a person like him who had no status and no money be able to expect it?

But he never expected that Feng Zhilan would really look at himself differently.

One day, Feng Zhilan smiled and said a few words to him with a smile.

The first sentence is: "Are you General Peng?" ”

The second sentence is: "Why do you always peek at the slaves?" ”

At that time, he made a big red face, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and Feng Zhilan giggled, looking very happy.

This is the first time the two have communicated, and until today, the two are very clear about their feelings for each other, but no one has pierced this layer of window paper.

Peng Yuanzheng was very conflicted and scared.

If Feng Zhilan is accepted, will the wife under Jiuquan be cold? Does this count as a betrayal?

The perennial military life outside the country has certainly made him famous, but he can only see his son a few times a year, and now the father and son are almost strangers. The debt to his son has always been a thorn in his heart. If he marries Feng Zhilan again, what will his son think?

Feng Zhilan has countless followers, what if he secretly calculates him out of jealousy and hatred? He is not afraid of losing his official position, but he is afraid that he will not be able to complete the grand dream of dominating the world for Datang.

All of this is an obstacle to his and Feng Zhilan's love.

With a slight sigh, Peng Yuanzheng put these distracting thoughts behind him and strolled towards the two-story building where his son lived.

For the only bloodline left by his deceased wife, Peng Yuanzheng took his treasure from his heart to the extreme. It's just that a man's love is often too subtle, he always keeps his words in his heart and never shows it to anyone.

In the rain, Peng Yuanzheng was surprised to find that Peng Zhaoan's house was still lit. It's so late, and this kid hasn't slept yet?

Peng Yuanzheng was overjoyed and walked quickly towards the house. As soon as he took two steps, he heard a terrible scream.

Peng Yuanzheng's heart sank, and he pushed the door in with a frosty face. The scene in front of him made him completely stunned.

In Peng Zhaoan's house, there were five or six corpses lying on the ground, all of which were Peng's subordinates and slaves. On a round table, five human heads are neatly placed.

There were only two living people in the whole room.

One of the strange middle-aged men sat peacefully at the table, dressed in a costume unique to the Western Regions, secretly revealing his identity, and the beast bone necklace around his neck added a sense of strength to him.

The man was dark-skinned, with a fierce face with indifference, and in his left hand a long blood-dripping knife, apparently the executioner of these poor, defenseless people.

His free right hand lightly lit his empty teacup, and the only living maid beside him held the teapot, trembling uncontrollably, and her pretty face had long since cried.

Seeing Peng Yuanzheng push the door in, her tense nerves finally collapsed, and she cried out with a "wow", saying, "Master! ”

The man sitting didn't even raise his head, and said lightly: "It's time for you to pour tea." ”

The maid looked at the glittering long knife, and in fear filled the cup for the man.

"This cup is for you to drink." The man said.

Hearing this, the maid seemed to have heard the most terrifying language in the world, and her face suddenly lost color!

Because the five people in front of them all drank a cup of tea first, and then their heads were cut off by this demon!

"The Meng Po soup on Huangquan Road is not as good as this good Biluochun." The man lifted the long knife and gently wiped the blood from the knife.

"Master, save me!"

The maid seemed to know what the demon was going to do next, and ran towards Peng Yuanzheng with her legs.

It's just that no matter how fast she runs, she can't be as fast as a knife.

"Whew!"

The sword flashed, and the head fell to the ground.

Even though Peng Yuanzheng wanted to save people, he was powerless. Looking at the head that rolled from the ground to him, the pretty little girl's eyes had not yet been closed, and there was still a trace of fear and a trace of expectation, and his heart was angry. After a closer look, he found that none of the dead had a son of his own.

"I have never met Your Excellency, and I asked myself if I have never had a grudge, why did Your Excellency do such a ruthless move?" Peng Yuanzheng said in a cold voice with anger, his fists were already clenched unnaturally.

The man laughed, stood up and said, "General Peng's name, a certain family has heard of it for a long time. Come uninvited today, General Peng don't be surprised. “

"Less nonsense! Where is my son Siu On now? Peng Yuanzheng said.

The man said: "General Peng, rest assured, Ling Gongzi is very safe now." We just hope that General Peng will do a small favor, and after the matter is completed, we will definitely return Ling Gongzi to you intact. “

Peng Yuanzheng was upset and said, "What do you want me to do?" “

"It's simple." The man drank the tea and said, "I want the tiger talisman of the Tang Dynasty!" “

Peng Yuanzheng's eyebrows jumped, these Xia Kingdom dog thieves are obviously going to delay the Tang Dynasty's troops! It seems that the act of disturbing the border really contains a big conspiracy!

"You, yes, who!" Peng Yuanzheng said in a deep voice.

"Well said. The name of a certain family is not as loud as that of General Peng. The man smiled, but the smile on his face was eerie. A certain family is called Moncha, and the general can also call me... Bloody! ”