Chapter 1283: Talent Always Runs Out

Outside Ning'an City, a convoy of armored oxen was hurrying, the sound of oxen hooves, dusty, and indistinguishable from ordinary caravans.

In the fifth armored ox cart, there were three people wearing robes but with a majestic spirit, and in the middle was a bearded old man with a golden sword, who did not look like an old man of seventy or eighty years old, but looked like a horse thief and bandit.

"General...... Do you really want to do it yourself? Why don't you cut off the talent of the Holy Temple and let us do it! This matter is different from the ordinary assassination of scholars, and the Holy Academy will send the two of us to the ancient land at most. Since we joined the army, we have the consciousness of going to death, not to mention this kind of indifferent punishment!"

"Yes, with the Wenqu Star Descending from the Sky, you can be promoted to a university scholar in a short period of time, and you will definitely become a great Confucian in the end. ”

The bearded old man smiled, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said: "I, Zhang Poyue, want to kill someone, of course I will do it myself! Dare to make trouble in Ning'an and slander Fang Yun, this hatred cannot be left overnight, nor can it be replaced by others." It's just that the disguise is a bit different from Lao Tzu's style, and it will be lifted after killing people. ”

"That means that you won't be able to return to the Shengyuan Continent for at least ten years. ”

Zhang Poyue was very pleased, and said with a smile: "After ten years of training in the ancient land, I will come back to kill Liushan! After killing Liushan, I will go to the ancient land for twenty years, and after I come out, I will go to the Lei family for a walk!"

The two Jinshi generals dressed as businessmen couldn't cry or laugh, the two of them had followed Zhang Poyue for many years, and they both knew that this general was famous for his unscrupulousness, but when he heard him say these words, he still felt that he couldn't keep up with his train of thought, it was too ruthless.

"I heard that those who assassinated Liushan were all imprisoned in Jingguo. The old man of the Torture Palace Pavilion used the excuse that the Holy Discussion was not finished, and did not send anyone to try the case for the time being, it seemed that he was deliberately delaying the time and waiting for the saints to come to the rescue. In my opinion, it is better for you to procrastinate. ”

Zhang Poyue said helplessly: "If Li Wenying is here, there is no need for me to kill Ji Zhibai, he will solve it with three swords and two knives like chopping vegetables." And then...... Probably led the army from all walks of life to break through Yuyang Pass, returned to King Qin, and forced Liushan to return to his hometown. At that time, I was a follower, waving the flag and shouting, no matter what, I didn't have to go to the ancient land to suffer. But now that Jian Meigong is not here, I can't bear it, so I can only go out in person. Alas, it's really not the right time for Fang Xusheng to go......"

The two Jinshi generals rolled their eyes when they heard this, and Li Wenying and Zhang Poyue joined forces. It is really possible to lead the army to surround the capital before the demon barbarians, saying that it is to force Liushan to return to his hometown, and he may not know where to kill him.

"You kill the trick, it's a bit cheap, I think, it's better to wait for you to be promoted to a university scholar or a Confucian, and directly slaughter Liu Shan's traitorous appearance. ”

"Killing chickens with a knife is a last resort, after all, a blood-stained knife is more terrifying than scissors. At this moment. Anyway, Lao Tzu is already disgusted with the mess of Jingguo, so it is better to go to the ancient land to practice and sharpen as soon as possible. ”

"Alas......"

"Ning'an County is almost here......"

One person lifted the curtains, poked his head out, and saw the city wall of Ning'an County.

Ning'an County is crowded with people. It's noisy, and most of them are scholars in clerical uniforms.

Since the Fang Yun Palace Examination, there have been scholars who have come to visit, and some are for practice. Some are to protect Ning'an, and some are admiring Fang Yun.

The surrounding readers were extremely sad and indignant, and a few readers had firm eyes. Occasionally, there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

The big pit in front of the county yamen is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more readers are jumping into it, and some readers even hold up Fang Yun's poems and articles.

The gate of the Ning'an County Ya was open, and there were two rows of officials standing at the door, and these officials were silent, they all lowered their heads and black faces, turned a blind eye, and did not hear them.

The black paint on the two lion is particularly eye-catching.

"Ji Zhibai came out!"

"Ji Zhibai came out!"

......

I don't know when many readers began to shout in unison.

After a while, no one came out of it, and some people began to thunder in their tongues.

"Ji Zhibai came out!"

"Ji Zhibai came out!"

......

A neat tongue and the sound of spring thunder echoed in the sky above Ning'an City.

As the shouts of the readers increased, the inexplicable power resonated with the temple and resonated with heaven and earth.

In a courtyard in the north of the city, a middle-aged man with a weathered face was dressed neatly, with a hunting bow on his back, facing the door of his house.

Within the threshold, a middle-aged woman holds the hands of her two daughters in each hand.

A family of four, with a white cloth wrapped around their waists, and two little girls even wore filial piety clothes.

The middle-aged Orion looked at his two daughters kindly and said, "Dad went deer hunting and came back to give you stewed meat to eat." I'm not at home, you have to listen to your mother, do you hear?"

"I heard you!" the two cute little girls smiled sweetly and obediently agreed.

"I ...... Let's go. The middle-aged hunter glanced at his wife, didn't know what he was afraid of, only dared to look at it, then turned his head sharply and strode away.

"Mother...... Why are you crying? Before, when my father went out hunting, you never cried. The eldest daughter looked up at her mother strangely.

"My mother didn't cry, but there was sand in her eyes. The woman hurriedly let go of her daughter's hand and wiped her tears with her sleeve, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not wipe them away.

"Liar!" said the youngest daughter timidly.

"I'm going to call Daddy back. The eldest daughter stepped out, but her hand was grabbed by her mother.

The two daughters looked at their mother ignorantly, not knowing why their mother was crying, but they watched and slowly began to cry.

"Sister-in-law of the Wang family, my family is weak, and I don't ask for anything else, you have time to take a look and talk to him!"

The two girls looked up in surprise and saw the neighbor's father and son standing at the door, talking to their mother, who had just turned 18 years old and had heard that he had a chance to be admitted to the middle school this year.

And now, the father has a hoe in his hand, and the son has a sickle in his hand.

The sister-in-law of the Wang family was cold for a moment, and she covered her face and cried.

The father and son didn't say anything more, and strode away.

The two little girls blinked, wiped away their tears, and felt that the father and son were very similar to their own father.

Later, the two little girls saw people passing by in front of the door, some with hoes, sickles, and iron picks, some with kitchen knives and sticks, and others with nothing but bulging in their robes.

These people have white cloths wrapped around their waists.

"Grandpa, uncle......" The two little girls suddenly spoke.

The old man and the middle-aged man passing by stopped, both of them holding wooden sticks, one end of the stick was sharpened, and the old man was still holding a copper cigarette bag and pot in his mouth.

The middle-aged man looked over and looked at his sister and two nieces with a complicated expression.

The old man looked indifferent, took two puffs of dry tobacco, took the cigarette bag and pot out of his mouth, gently exhaled the white smoke, and looked straight at the sky in front of him, without turning his head, without looking at his daughter and granddaughter in the door.

The two were only a few steps apart.

The mother-in-law of the Wang family looked at the familiar faces of her relatives, and couldn't hold back any longer, crying and shouting: "What are these sticks for? What are kitchen knives for! What ......are hoes for?"

The two girls seemed to hear that there were people crying in the neighbors' houses.

The old man clicked his lips, still looking ahead, and said slowly: "There will always be a time when the talent will run out." Let's go!"

After the old man finished speaking, he carried a stick in his right hand and his left hand behind his waist, and walked forward slowly, as if he were carrying a birdcage for a walk.

The middle-aged man followed closely.

The two little girls didn't understand, they just felt sad, just as sad as when they heard the death of Xiaofang County Order, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

(To be continued.) )