The mighty mission was escorted by General Gai to the long-awaited Yangshang. General Gai rode a black short-haired horse peculiar to Great Xia, and his black hair shone brightly in the bright sun.

He meticulously examined the capital, Yangshang.

Countless government orders and war orders have been issued from here, and the generals here have led the soldiers and horses to sweep across the Central Plains, and the people of Beiyang have stepped on the shoulders of their ancestors, carrying forward the past and forging ahead into the future.

However, it's all in the past.

In his heart, now Chengping in Great Xia is the place of worship for all nations. General Gai looked at the sunny streets, the dirty roofs and the cold wind from the north. Heavy reddish-purple and earthy yellow blankets cover the houses against the wind, and there are not many people on the streets, probably because of the state mourning.

People looked at the general in front of them curiously, his eyebrows were thick, but his words were not high. He meticulously followed the carriage and horse, and behind him was the long legation. The faces of the people of the mission were solemn. The wheels were as tall as an adult's outstretched arms, and on them were boxes and boxes of pearl vessels rewarded by the Xia King.

The curtain of the carriage was airtight, Zhang Ji sat in it holding a book in his hand, with a shallow smile on his face, he didn't know what Meng Yining's girl had tossed her family into, and it was difficult for the old lady to promise her a way to mess around this time. Listening to the occasional shouting outside, he knew exactly where he had gone.

Zhang Ji's fingers rubbed the rope on the bamboo roll, he lifted the curtain slightly, he had only been away from here for a few months, and the street had not changed sporadically, the stall of the mutton lady who sold it was still hot, and the mink shop next to it was still deserted. The people in the restaurant are the same as in the past.

But Zhang Ji's state of mind is completely different. His eyes were firm, and his eyes were clear, like a teenager returning home from a battle. He lowered the curtain and leaned against the cushions. Today, he still needs to meet Gu Chongwu and Zhao Yien, and it is estimated that it will be boring to think about it. He slowly closed his eyes to rest, the road in all directions has a history of more than 100 years, and it is so smooth that people can't feel bumps in the car.

Behind the mission was a white expanse, and it was rare to see such a strange combination. There was no other reason than a thick coffin with a pattern of gold lacquer. People wear a white silk around their waists, and from a distance, they look black, white and white, like mud and snowflakes mixed between heaven and earth.

The coffin was not empty, and for the sake of realism, it really contained a corpse inside. The corpse was about the same size as Gu Zi'an, and even the way he closed his eyes suddenly seemed to have traces of Gu Zi'an's eyebrows. He was dressed in bright yellow and pretended to be the supreme man.

At this time, Gu Zi'an was hiding in a carriage designed by himself with two hundred pioneers. Along the way, the little soldier may not feel any crisis, but in Gu Zi'an's eyes, the waves finally subsided. There were all soldiers around him who were Xiao Yong's good fighters, and everyone did not speak, and no one looked at the world in front of them with their eyes.

Even in the dark, he was as bright as a dazzling one, born with a chilling aura and majesty. Even if you don't say anything, you don't want to get close, you just want to stand in the distance.

His eyes were closed, and he breathed without a sound. He hadn't come back for too long, and the appearance of Beiyang in his memory was thinner than a piece of rice paper, and he couldn't even recall any details. Only that year, Meng Yining stumbled, and called His Highness beside him in a milky voice. The trembling girl in the past is now slim and tall in the wind and rain. He didn't see Meng Yining, but he could feel her hot gaze on him.

Meng Yining did wear an inconspicuous dark green dress, sitting in the restaurant and watching the group. She took a sip of the hot barley tea in the water, and dipped the taro in the nectar of wild flowers to chew it vigorously. Le Yi sat next to him and looked away, sweeping from Zhang's Mansion to the solemn palace in the distance.

"You went to see it yesterday, how's that?" Meng Yining stared at the convoy and asked.

Le Yi replied without thinking: "The guards have changed, fortunately you brought that bag of powder, otherwise we wouldn't be able to enter." His voice was light, his hands folded around his chest, and his whole body was confident.

"Hmm." Meng Yining agreed, squinting at Le Yi's indifferent look, "It's just the two of us...... You kept convincing me to let me stay in Zhangfu, that was impossible. ”

Le Yi smiled: "I know." ”

"Then are you going to stop me again?" She asked rhetorically.

He raised his eyes and looked at Meng Yining's proud little appearance: "What do you say?" ”

"I can't stop it, so it's better for me to go to the palace with peace of mind. The 3,000 men were taken by me and General Gai, and I went to General Gai's garrison in the evening. And you guarded the ten thousand men who came into the city at the gates. I hope Xia Fenghua and they can withstand it. Meng Yining said, stepping on the stool in a bold posture.

"There are a lot of fast horses, don't worry." Le Yi said.

"That's good."

The two looked at each other, and it was already afternoon. The men and horses had dispersed, the palace gate opened, and Gu Zi'an hid in the convoy and entered the palace. Meng Yining saw him go in safely, and then ran in the direction of General Gai without looking back. There were not many men in the barracks, and the soldiers and horses were scattered among the palace and the city. Meng Yining flipped it lightly and fell to the ground, and no one noticed it.

And Le Yi also returned to the library of Zhang's mansion safely. The soldiers in the backyard are gearing up, preparing for the battle tomorrow morning. They were extremely clear about their goals, Le Yi and Meng Yining took Gu Zi'an's edict to explain everything when they arrived, the first king was poisoned and died, and Gu Chongwu and his relatives tried to murder the prince and usurp the throne. Everyone can feel the responsibility on their shoulders. There was no noise in the courtyard, and there was silence before the momentum was ready.

Zhang Ji entered the palace, straightened his back, and walked in the bustling palace without humility or arrogance. Copper wind chimes are tied to colorful ribbons and tinkle in the breeze. His clothes were meticulous and unwrinkled. The people of the mission followed behind, and there was a majestic momentum from the inside out.

One step, one step.

Zhang Ji walked past the familiar patterned floor tiles, Gu Chongwu stood far away next to the main hall, Zhao Yien put his hands behind his back, he thought that Zhang Ji had experienced such a bumpy long journey, Gu Zi'an and the old lady died unexpectedly, and he thought that he would falter and could not hide his sadness. Who knew that it would be sonorous and powerful to walk. Zhao Yien smiled crookedly at the corner of his mouth, thinking in his heart that it was just a return to the light. Now that he has resigned and is at home, he can't pose any threat to himself, just eat and drink well.

Zhang Ji stopped twenty steps in front of Gu Chongwu and made a big salute. Gu Chongwu now looked at this old minister who had made contributions to his father for the first time, and raised his hand. In the distance, the clouds and mist rushed like a giant python.

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