The simple white jade pendant fell into the girl's hand, and then flew up again and was caught again.

Like a white butterfly, it flipped on her fingertips.

The texture of this white jade is considered to be of the highest grade, but it is a little weird, and the traces of three words can be faintly seen on one side, but it seems that it was originally there, and then it was sharpened and polished, but it is a little weird, those three words are not what kind of happiness and health, literary style and the like, look carefully, like 'one thousand taels'.

But how can there be people in the world who carve these three words on the close-fitting jade?

Jade is an elegant vessel, but the word is cheesy.

Tacky.

Fortunately, the jade quality is extraordinary, how much it has been saved, and at the upper and lower ends of the jade pendant, it has been drilled out of a round hole by a famous artist, with a red string on the top, which is convenient to tie to the waist, and a pale gold tassel below, which is dancing and dancing, and has a three-point wealth and wealth.

On the jade pendant, you can faintly see the bite of the dragon sparrow.

The high-quality white jade was placed in the palm of the girl Bai Shengsheng, but I don't know which one was more dazzling.

Li Qiwu played with the jade pendant in her hand, looked at the sky outside the palace wall, and couldn't help but think about the experience she had in Tianxiong City in the northwest years ago, such a thrilling adventure, she was afraid that her life would be unforgettable.

The little maid coughed lightly, Li Qiwu blinked her eyes, came back to her senses, and then indifferently put the rough jade pendant in her hand in her precious box, and then sorted out her clothes and long hair on her sideburns, and sat upright next to the desk.

Immediately lifted the pen and dipped it in ink, deliberately let the ink turn more on the inkstone, as if it had been soaked for a long time, and then he was not in a hurry, holding his cheek with one hand, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was meditating.

After a few breaths, there was a sound of footsteps, and the maid outside saluted, her voice delicate and crisp, and said:

"If Mr. is here, it's early today."

The old voice responded with a smile and said:

"Miss Qing'er is very polite, the old man's bones are not so brittle, how is Your Highness now?"

"Are you playful again today?"

"Where, Her Royal Highness the princess is working hard in it, after His Majesty blamed His Highness a few days ago, His Royal Highness reflected on himself every day, and felt that what he had learned was insufficient, so he got up early today, in order to be able to read carefully, and kicked us out."

"Haha, you'd say."

"If Your Highness can really do what you said, the old man can be regarded as having enough wishes."

The maid just laughed, and the two of them had already entered the conversation, led by an old man with white hair, wearing a regular suit, with a silverfish bag on the waist, quite atmospheric, and two steps behind him was a beautiful and generous maid, eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing an azure palace dress, but it seemed to be a female official, and smiled at Li Qiwu behind the old man.

When the old man entered, he raised his hand, tidied up his clothes, and then saluted respectfully, saying:

"I've seen His Highness ......"

Li Qiwu raised his hand to support the old man, refused to let him take his hem seriously, and pretended to be annoyed:

"Teacher, if you do this again, I have to tell Grandpa Huang that I can't let you come again in the future."

The old man gave her a support, then got up and said with a smile:

"Rites cannot be abolished, rites cannot be abolished."

"Qing'er said that His Royal Highness is working hard, I don't know how it is? Come, let the teacher take a look. ”

Li Qiwu nodded, and said obediently: "The matter of homework, naturally, you still have to bother you, the teacher, but although the classics of the military family are different from Confucianism, there are also many esoteric obscurities, and the students still have some problems here, and they don't understand ......."

"Oh? Whence? ”

"Here ......"

The girl in the azure palace dress saw that the old man was really attracted to attention, pursed her lips and smiled, thinking that Hua Lao was really still so serious, such a temperament, although it was easy to become a scholar, sometimes it was not very convenient, just like now, she was easily fooled by His Royal Highness.

If you change someone else, it won't be so easy.

Despite thinking so, she still couldn't find any problems with her appearance.

She is not the daughter of an ordinary family, only the daughters and daughters of those big families are qualified to enter the palace and serve as the companions and attendants of His Royal Highnesses.

Immediately turned around and went out, took a delicate and small snack and flower tea, and knelt down to make tea for the two of them.

The old man over there analyzed the question that Li Qiwu asked at random and analyzed it very seriously for a moment, the old man is a rare master of the theory of soldiers in Tianjing City, Li Qiwu is a favored princess, there is no need to learn these things, there was a so-called Qingliu celebrity who made a big fuss that day, His Majesty laughed at it, and the literati went to the emperor again.

Then he was kicked out by the Emperor Taishang.

When Qing'er made tea, she suddenly felt a little envious, they were born in a big family, although they have a rich family background that others envy, but they are so far, most of them are not under their control, strictly speaking, the family is more before life.

She is extremely lucky to be here, as a female official.

A few years ago, my cousin got married, and they grew up together, and the child listened to her and bowed with her, thinking that it would be a long time, but until this moment I knew, and from now on, I am afraid that I will not see her a few times.

However, compared to the girl in front of her, her heart is full of envy, there are few people like His Majesty and His Majesty the Emperor in ancient times, and she doesn't think that women are inferior to men, what the grandson can do, the granddaughter can naturally do it.

The old man didn't know how many times he stood in front of Li Qiwu and stopped her from countless rumors.

Hua Pengxing analyzed the two questions very clearly, then took the tea from the female official Qing'er, sipped it lightly to moisten his throat, praised it, and was about to ask how his homework was, but he could hear Li Qiwu ask softly:

"Teacher, have you heard of Shenwu Mansion?"

Shenwu Mansion.

The old man's movements paused, looking at his students, the window opened slightly, the sunlight shone on the girl's fair face, as smooth as jade, a pair of eyes focused and serious, and those three words, as if coming from the distant past, hit the soft place in his heart at once.

Hua Pengxing's expression unconsciously softened, put the tea cup on the table next to him, sighed, and said:

"Shenwu...... How do you know? ”

Li Qiwu muttered softly: "I must know." ”

The old man suddenly smiled and said:

"Also, in the past few days, not only Tianjing City, but the whole world has been making a fuss about these words, everyone is saying, it seems to have returned to that era, and there are often such things at that time, which country is won here, who is fighting with people on the rivers and lakes for girls, and it is not only Shenwu Mansion ......"

"At that time, the rivers and lakes were also wonderful, interesting, more interesting than now, the rivers and lakes were good-looking, full of spirit, which country's Oiran came to invite the battle, it could attract ten miles of empty alleys."

"Fighting wine and fighting poetry, the sword leader of the Tianshan Mountains, the Taoist priest who is self-restrained, and the good news of the gods."

There was a slight glint on the old man's face, and then his voice paused, and he said:

"It's just a pity in people's hearts, it's just sunset after all......"

"It's been more than 20 years, and I'm getting old."

Li Qiwu said softly:

"But even if it's just the afterglow, it's as dazzling as it was back then."

"The military spirit reappears in Loulan; single-handedly, Zhang Xu, who blocked thousands of troops; There is also the contemporary mansion master, two people, no, it was the Shenwu Mansion that fought with the Huns once, and almost crippled the iron horseman, and it was not bad to say that it was famous for the world. ”

Hua Pengxing felt inexplicably better, and said with a smile: "Yes, the master of Shenwu Mansion." ”

"One person broke three thousand armor."

"Some people say that he can be included in the peerless world with the sword maniac, but no one can deny this, after all, it is the Dichuan Iron Horse, which can be called peerless after destroying the three thousand armors, but there is no conclusion about who is stronger among these two young warriors."

"Some people say it's a knife maniac, and some people say it's the master of the Shenwu Mansion."

"However, the sword maniac seems to be in his twenties, and the Lord of the Shenwu Mansion is only nineteen now."

"In comparison, the old man thinks the latter is stronger."

Li Qiwu didn't have the right taste in his heart, thinking of the dazzling sword light, as well as the back blocking the front, he shook his head and said:

"The teacher's words are wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"It's not for nothing that a thousand miles a day, a thousand miles away. How can you be sure that the knife maniac will not advance by leaps and bounds in the future? How can you be sure that the Mansion Master is not running out of potential? Not further in the next ten or twenty years? ”

Hua Pengxing was dumbfounded and said, "There is no right or wrong in this matter." ”

"It's just that Your Highness, you seem to be quite optimistic about the sword maniac, but obviously you should be on the side of Shenwu."

"Shenwu Mansion Lord Wang Anfeng...... Or An Feng, who has a lot to do with His Royal Highness...... Originally, I thought that he was a straw bag that ate the capital of his ancestors, just like the children of those big clans in the capital, but now it seems that he is also a figure in the world. ”

Li Qiwu has always heard that person's name in the past few days, and said:

"So where is he now?"

The old man, who had always been familiar with the affairs of the world's soldiers and families, hesitated, opened the file and map in his hand, looked up and down for a long time with a pair of pale eyebrows, and then stretched out his right hand and carefully crossed a curve on the map with his fingers.

Li Qiwu looked in that direction.

"...... the Western Regions?"

"What is he still doing in the Western Regions now?"

The old man frowned and said:

"This, this is not something we can know, after all, he is a peak martial artist."

"It's just that I heard that he hasn't come back from the Western Regions, and it's possible that he is secretly recuperating from his injuries."

"Although he is strong enough, there are 8,000 regular members of the Dichuan Iron Cavalry, if you include the auxiliary soldiers and the like, I am afraid that there will be more than 20,000 people, forming a military formation, and it is a normal record to consume the grandmaster."

"And the Great Khan of Dichuan is not a scholar who is powerless, he is a rare warrior of the Hun Golden Horde, Shenwu killed 3,000 people, Wang Anfeng must have paid a big enough price, I am afraid that serious injuries are also very likely."

Li Qiwu said: "Didn't he kill the Great Khan King of the Huns?" ”

Hua Pengxing shook his head.

"There should be no ......"

"Otherwise, his record is one sword and three thousand armor, killing the king of Dichuan Khan in the army."

"It's just, why is he still there?"

The old man furrowed his eyebrows and looked at the vast Western Regions.

……………………

Outside the northern frontier of Great Qin, there is an extremely vast, but bitter cold land.

Such an environment naturally created a brutal and brave country, the Golden Horde and the Great Qin, their history, almost never completely unified, did not build cities, under the Golden Horde Huns, there are eight Great Khan kings.

There is enough grassland in the north to divide it for them.

The eight Great Khan kings are all in their own territories, but every year in August, they will gather under the king's command, saying that they are courtiers, but not like courtiers, to be precise, they are like vassal states.

However, if the king of the Golden Horde summoned them back with a golden scroll, they would become close vassals and be protected by the king, but they would lose their original fiefdoms, and the current Hun king is the second king in three hundred years to be recognized by all the Great Khans.

The last great hero of the Huns, the great hero, after unifying the grassland, built the city, intending to take the power of the eight Great Khans into his own hands, truly unify the tribes of the whole clan, and establish the cause of eternity, but was assassinated, and the grassland fell into two hundred years of war again, leaving only the big city that had not been built.

After the modern king succeeded in unifying the various ministries, he never mentioned the regaining of power.

As a result, the grasslands of northern Xinjiang ushered in the most prosperous period in hundreds of years.

In the midst of the golden tent, a man with slightly gray temples stretched out his hand to roast the stove, on which was the white mare's milk fragrant, and on the table next to him lay roasted golden crispy naan, sprinkled with spices and cooked sesame seeds.

He didn't look like a monarch who ruled all the tribes, but more like an ordinary herdsman.

Dressed in not very luxurious clothes, with broad shoulders and a daunting muscle on his back, he was now relaxed, and on his waist hung a white tin jug that was common to the Hun herdsmen, flat enough to fit in the palm of his hand, no different from the one that the herdsmen had outside.

It's just that on the other side hangs a golden scimitar from his waist. Even through the scabbard, you can feel a sharp and intimidating feeling, and the handle is inlaid with precious stones, and the edges of the blue gems have been rubbed into a soft line by the skin on the palm.

He warmed his palms, broke the hard-boiled naan, threw it into the mare's milk little by little, stirred it into porridge-like food, sat cross-legged on the mat, and cut the roasted leg of lamb with a golden scimitar, the skin of the leg of lamb was roasted a color between brown and golden, and the skin was divided into thin slices obliquely, and placed in the mare's milk porridge, and small oil splashes would emerge from the edges.

The man ate slowly, and after eating half of it, someone suddenly lifted the curtain.

It was a young man, dressed in a Hun robe, sturdy like a yak, walking with a gust of wind rushing in, and then half-kneeling in front of the man who looked like an ordinary herdsman, his facial features were very heroic and masculine, but at this time there was more excitement-

"Your Majesty, here's your chance!"

The man chewed the food, took a sip of porridge, and said:

"What chance?"

The person who came in was not dressed well, showed an arm with hard muscles, half-knelt on the ground, and said excitedly:

"This time, King Dichuan Khan crossed the Western Regions to find the divine soldier Zhanlu Jian, and it is said that he failed, and even the Dichuan Iron Cavalry suffered great losses, and he himself was injured and was carrying his subordinates to the northern frontier."

"That person from the Shenwu Mansion didn't seem to give up, and after cleaning up the corpses of his subordinates, he chased and killed the Dichuan Khan all the way, coming from the Western Regions, and now two countries have passed."

"At such a time, we were able to take his steppe, and take back many of the places he had been divided, and hold them in our hands, and the land of the Dichuan Khan was very large, and the vegetation was abundant, and he was able to graze many cattle and sheep. We can share with other people. ”

The Hun King didn't answer, he just drank the porridge slowly, then wiped the corners of his mouth, and said:

"Who told you to say that?"

The young man's eyes flickered, and he met the gaze and said, "No one asked me to say that......"

The Hun smiled and withdrew the knife back to his waist, and instead of pursuing it, he asked:

"You say, the land of the Dichuan Khan King is very wide and lush with vegetation?"

The young man's eyes lit up, and he raised his voice, and said, "Yes, with there, you will be able to graze more cattle and sheep, and the cattle and sheep will produce milk and meat, as well as fur, which can withstand the cold, and can also be exchanged for more steel and weapons, more horses, more wealth and gold." ”

"This is the perfect opportunity."

The King of Huns asked:

"So, why don't you go to King Lanfu Khan?"

"His place there is more fertile, with lake water, clear as the falling sky."

The young Hun couldn't answer, he knew that it was because there would be a big loss, and it was not worth it, but he didn't know how to speak.

The Hun King stretched out his hand to stir the stove, and his smile gradually converged, but there was a quiet power.

"If you want a fertile place, go south, there is the Central Plains, where the land is more fertile than the most fertile grassland, but we can't beat there, right?"

The young man opened his mouth and said:

"Three hundred years ago, we lost."

The Hun King nodded and said:

"Yes, just because you lost that time doesn't mean you will lose this time."

"Go and send people, contact the sons of the Dichuan Khan, as well as his generals, and help them protect the Dichuan Khan back, what I need is not the grassland, nor the cattle and horses, the grassland and the cattle and horses, and even gold is not something to care about, son, what I need is a complete, one-hearted Huns."

"Interests are exchanged for interests, and only sincerity can be exchanged for friendship."

"So, King Dichuan Khan, you must survive."

"Who is the man who is chasing him?"

The young man felt a fire burning in his chest, and got up and replied:

"I heard that the person who came back from the summons said that it was the lord of the Shenwu Mansion of this generation, and his name was Wang Anfeng."

"Shenmu Mansion ......"

The Hun King's movements paused, his eyes were dark, reflecting the burning flames, and then, with such a high status in the world, the man who was comparable to the Qin Emperor still had the firewood in his hand in the furnace, watched the flames become more and more turbulent, and calmly ordered:

"This is the task I gave you, don't let me down."

"Stop him."

PS: Today's update presents......

Five thousand words.