"Tell the emperor, after General Li Jing led 3,000 light cavalry to break Dingxiang at night, he led 10,000 iron cavalry to step on the Yinshan camp, killing and wounding and capturing more than 1,000 tents of men and horses. Later, taking advantage of the heavy fog, he rushed to the Iron Mountain and broke through the Jili Tooth Tent. Jili Khan fled for several days, and was finally captured by our army, and the battle was a great victory." Hou Junji, the squire of the military department, bowed down in front of Li Shimin's imperial case.

"How's the battle going in Hengzhou?" Li Shimin asked excitedly.

"The remnants of 2,500 men and horses in Hengzhou abandoned the city and attacked the enemy's main camp, and although the whole army was destroyed, it wounded the commander of the coalition army and caused the coalition army to fall apart. Now, the Murwei, the Khitan, the Uighurs, and the Tatars have all asked for peace, and they are willing to form a brotherly state with our dynasty forever. The ** Turkic army besieging Chang'an and Hengzhou has surrendered under the persuasion of Tuli." Hou Junji said in a deep voice.

"Well, the courage of the Hengzhou defenders is commendable, not only resisting hundreds of thousands of coalition troops for several days and nights, but also breaking through the coalition army's tent, which greatly demoralizes the Plugged army, which is really the greatest hero of this battle. It's a pity that all these warriors died in battle, and it hurt the gods of my thoughts." Li Shimin said with emotion.

"Your Majesty, there are still survivors of the Hengzhou garrison." Hou Junji looked around cautiously and said in a low voice, "The minister has a message."

Li Shimin frowned impatiently, raised his hand, and pulled back the attendants around him, "Say it."

Hou Junji said in a low voice, "What remains of the defenders of Hengzhou is a group of flying tiger darts led by Peng Wuwang. As Weichen told before, Peng Wuwang is the cousin of the traitor Jiang Wang, and he is extremely sympathetic to the Hebei people who rebelled against the Tang Dynasty. And at the time of the battle, he also wore Jiang Wang's armor, and his heart could be punished. The most worrying thing is that when he rushed into the enemy's main tent, he was so embarrassed that he should have died in battle, but he pulled out the god of war heavenly soldier he admired, which changed and changed, killing and wounding thousands of people, so that he could attack and kill the enemy commander and cause the Cypriot and foreign coalition forces to collapse. Imagine that if the person with this divine soldier wants to be unfavorable to His Majesty, it is difficult to match the palace guards. If this person is not removed, there will be no peace in the Holy One."

Li Shimin raised his eyebrows and said, "This person is a chivalrous man in the world, and he has his own arms for a chivalrous person, and he can't be compared with ordinary people. Moreover, this person and the flying tigers under his command sacrificed their lives to resist the enemy, and they were really heroes of the Tang Dynasty. If he were killed, wouldn't it make the world laugh at me for not distinguishing between right and wrong? Do you think that I am the master of the bow of the bird?"

Hou Junji was shocked, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Weichen doesn't dare."

At this moment, a clear and sharp voice came from the door: "The minister thinks that the view of the Holy One is very inappropriate."

Li Shimin and Hou Junji looked up, but saw that the person who came was the eldest grandson Wuji. Because of Empress Changsun, the relationship between Eldest Sun Wuji and Li Shimin is unusual, and only he can come and go freely in the imperial study.

"What do you have to say?" Li Shimin was unimpressed by the eldest grandson Wuji's outspokenness, smiled slightly, and asked in a deep voice.

"Since ancient times, chivalrous people have relied on their superior martial arts, disobeyed the law and discipline, and violated the prohibition with martial arts, which is the reason for controlling chaos. Now the traitor's brother Peng Wuwang relies on the benefits of the heavenly soldiers, and runs rampant, no one in the world can stop him, and the life of the saint is only between his thoughts. Whether he intended to kill the king or not, it was already an unforgivable sin, and the crime should be beheaded. Please don't hesitate to make a decision, Your Majesty." The eldest grandson Wuji bowed and said.

"However, if I really behead him, I am afraid that it will chill the hearts of the Flying Tiger Darts who fought bloodily in Hengzhou City." Li Shimin sighed and said loudly.

The eldest grandson Wuji sneered and said, "Your Majesty, the defeat of the Turks is all based on the sage's clever calculations, and General Li Jing, the Duke of Weiguo, led the whole army to fight bloodily to capture the Turkic Khan, and made the ** Turks surrender overnight. As for the Battle of Hengzhou, the siege of Chang'an was carried out by bandits, and the market was falsely rumored, so that it was exaggerated to this point. The darts of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau returned from the Bohai Sea, and encountered bandits on the road, and the whole army was annihilated.

"Not only do you want to kill Peng Wuhope, but you also want me to wipe out the Flying Tiger Darts?" Li Shimin narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a deep voice.

"The power of the god of war is infinite, and those who wear this thing are close to demons, and they must be removed, such a divine weapon and heavenly thing should be nationalized." The eldest grandson Wuji said in a deep voice.

Li Shimin only felt a pang of discomfort, frowned in disgust, and said, "If Li Jing finds out that we attribute all the credit to him, with his upright temperament, I am afraid he will refuse to accept it."

The eldest grandson Wuji said unhurriedly: "After General Li Jing broke through the Turks, he plundered the army, and ordered the army to lose foreign treasures and scatter the people.

Li Shimin sighed and said, "Wuji, I didn't expect you to have thought everything through. You're so sharp, aren't you afraid that I'll be jealous?"

The eldest grandson Wuji said confidently: "The saint is the master of the world, he knows people well, he should know that Wuji is brave and loyal, and he will never dare to have the slightest dissent."

Li Shimin nodded helplessly, and said, "The Flying Tiger Darts are brave and good at fighting, if you want to kill them all, it will be difficult."

Hou Junji immediately said, "Tell the emperor that the minister has welcomed everyone from the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau into the palace, and invited the best imperial doctor to heal their injuries and win their trust. When the time comes, as long as the saint celebrates the success with wine, he lures them into the imperial garden. The ministers will poison the wine, and if they drink the wine, there is no reason to be spared."

"Okay, good, just do what you want." Li Shimin could no longer suppress the disgust in his heart, waved the sleeves of his robe with all his might, and turned away.

A chill seeped into Peng Wuwang's internal organs, and he shuddered and woke up from his slumber. What caught my eye was the four anxious faces of Hong Sixue, Fang Mengjing, Jia Bian Que and Situ Wan'er. Startled, he jerked up from the bed and said, "What's wrong with me, where is this?"

"Big brother, you escaped from the Turkic camp and fell unconscious on the ground, just in time to be rescued by us." Hong Sixue said with relief, "Miss Jia said that you are exhausted and have insufficient physical strength, and you may have to fall asleep for a long time, but I didn't expect you to wake up so soon."

"Hmph, what a monster, woke up so quickly, and I was left with my kung fu." Jia Bianque raised her eyebrows and said indifferently, but the corners of her mouth showed a shallow smile.

"What about the others?" Peng looked around anxiously.

"I'll call them in for you." Situ Wan'er smiled quietly, slowly stood up, turned around and walked out the door.

"Master!" Luo Mingxian and Zhao Yixiang rushed in first, and the two of them fell into Peng Wuhope's arms like two horses and monkeys, and the three of them hugged each other with a mixture of joy and sorrow.

"Third brother, I'll be relieved when you come back, next time you go on an adventure, don't call me again, I have to fight with you." Peng fearlessly helped Hou Zaichun, who was unable to walk, into the front of the room with a smile.

Peng Wuwang peeked at Hong Sixue rather guiltily, lowered his head and did not speak. Hong Sixue glanced at him and didn't speak. Immediately afterwards, Li Yu, Lian Feng and Xiao Liechen helped each other into the room. The three of them were not lightly injured in Hengzhou, and they still haven't eased up.

"Brother Zheng died heroically, Peng did not protect him thoroughly, but was rescued by him, which is really ashamed." Peng Wuwang sighed and said in a low voice.

"Brother Peng has done his best, just rely on your strength to break the tent of the coalition army, Brother Zheng has knowledge and should have no regrets." Lian Feng said with a bitter smile. Xiao Liechen and Li Yu shook their heads again and again, thinking of their close friends and relatives who died in Hengzhou, not only from their hearts.

Suddenly, a cold murderous aura suddenly hit Peng Wuwang's whole body, and he was full of excitement and fought a cold war.

"Brother Peng, what's wrong with you?" Fang Mengjing, who had always been keenly observant, immediately noticed that something was wrong and asked urgently.

"Let's get out of here now, where is this?" Peng Wuwang said in a low voice.

"This is the Tang Palace, and Lord Shilang of the War Department has placed us here and hired the best doctor to treat our injuries. It is said that the emperor will have a reward in a few days." Fang Mengjing said in a deep voice.

"It doesn't make sense, why is the murderous aura here so heavy?" Peng Wuwang asked strangely. As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. Peng's hopeless premonition has always been as good as God. However, if there is murderous energy in the palace, and only the current emperor wants to kill them, how can it not be shocking.

"The bird is hidden in the bow, I should have expected that the emperor would not be able to tolerate our Flying Tiger Dart Bureau." Fang Mengjing woke up like a dream, and said hatefully.

At this moment, Hou Junji, the squire of the military department, led several guards of the forbidden palace to stride to the room where the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau rested, and said loudly: "I heard that Peng Wuwang, the head of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau, has woken up, this is a great joy, the Holy Lord has set up a banquet in the Imperial Garden to celebrate your achievements, and there is a reward during the banquet, please come with me."

Everyone present looked at Peng Wuwang and Fang Mengjing in unison.

"We are the people of the Tang Dynasty, and the emperor has invited us to go." Fang Mengjing said in a deep voice.

Peng Wuwang straightened his chest and said to Hou Junji, "Please let Lord Hou lead the way."

In the splendid courtyard of the Imperial Garden, more than a dozen exquisite and elegant banquets are placed in a staggered manner. Hundreds of golden-armored guards stood majestically around the courtyard. In the pavilion in the middle of the courtyard, three tables of banquets were placed, and Li Shimin and the eldest grandson Wuji were dressed in civilian clothes and sat on the table calmly. Seeing Hou Junji leading the flying tiger darts to come, Li Shimin let out a long laugh, stood up, and said loudly: "You are finally here, the first battle in Hengzhou, I am in Chang'an, Qing and others are in Hengzhou, each fighting for a long time, but I have been friends for a long time, and now I can see the heroic appearance of Zhuqing, and I am happy." These words made the atmosphere of the whole banquet warm. The tense faces of the Flying Tiger Darts couldn't help but soften.

"Thanks to the saint's wrong love, the ministers dare not be ashamed." Under Peng Wuhope's leadership, everyone said in unison.

"Please be seated." Li Shimin waved his hand heroically and said in a deep voice.

"Serve!" The eldest grandson Wuji clapped his hands lightly and said in a loud voice. A group of waiters rushed in and placed the wine upright in front of everyone's tables.

Li Shimin glanced at Peng Wuwang, who was expressionless, and suddenly smiled, "You are Peng Wuwang?"

Peng Wuwang lowered his head and hugged his fist at Li Shimin, and said, "Caomin is."

Li Shimin looked Peng Wuwang up and down with curiosity for a while, and said with a smile: "I have heard people talk about many deeds of Qing on weekdays. Back then, Qing Li killed the number one demon in the world, and was coaxed to be rumored for a while, which is really a once-in-a-century event."

"It is not my work to kill the Heavenly Demons, but it is the work of the Heavenly Soldiers of the God of War. If he had not been troubled by the demons and made him weary, the ministers might not have killed him." Peng Wuwang said honestly.

Hearing the name of the God of War Heavenly Soldier, Li Shimin's eyebrows jumped slightly, and he did not speak. The eyes of the eldest grandson Wuji and Hou Junji, who were sitting on his left and right, showed a hint of fierceness at the same time.

"Qing is too modest, come, drink." Li Shimin raised his glass.

The Holy Lord's gift of wine was not trivial, and everyone had to stand up at the same time and raise their glasses. Only Peng Wuwang sat firmly in the middle, ignoring Li Shimin's toast.

The eldest grandson Wuji and Hou Junji glanced at each other, Hou Junji stood up and shouted angrily: "What a bold man, the saint gave wine, but he didn't drink it, isn't it the opposite?"

Peng Wuwang said in a deep voice: "The grass people are not guilty, and they don't want to drink this poisonous wine." As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

"Be bold, the holy wine, how can you poison it, you have committed disrespect, it is already a capital crime, come and take him down." The eldest grandson Wuji said sharply. As soon as his words fell, more than a thousand golden-armored warriors rushed out of the imperial garden, surrounding the Flying Tiger Darts.

Peng Wuwang stood up suddenly, bowed his hand to Li Shimin, and said, "Holy Mingjian, with such a distance between you and me, the grass people are sure that they can put anyone to death between raising their hands. Think twice."

"Are you blackmailing me?" Li Shimin frowned slightly and asked leisurely.

"The grass people don't dare, but they only ask the ministers what crime they have committed, and they need to drink this poisonous wine." Peng Wuwang asked in a deep voice.

"Now that it's happened, why do you bother asking why?" Li Shimin smiled slightly bitterly.

Peng Wuwang also smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, now that the ministers have been criminalized and deceived the king, it is a dead end no matter what, so don't ask about this matter."

Li Shimin nodded in understanding and said, "Now that you have seen through the poisoned wine, what are you going to do? Do you want to kidnap me and break out of the palace?"

Peng Wuwang sighed and said, "The safety of the saint is related to the blessings and misfortunes of all the people in the world. Now that the prosperity is not easy to come by, if Your Majesty makes a mistake in the hands of the grass people, the grass people will die tens of thousands of times, and it will be difficult to make up for it."

Li Shimin smiled: "Then whether you want to die voluntarily to avoid this trouble."

Peng Wuwang smiled slightly, and said, "The grass people want to make a bet with the Holy Lord, if the grass people win, please let us go." Otherwise, the grass people promise to put an end to the mastermind of this poisoning before they die." After speaking, his eyes flashed, and he glanced at Hou Junji and the eldest grandson Wuji.

"Please don't care about the lives of your ministers, and kill this traitor at once." Eldest Sun Wuji said loudly without fear. Hou Junji's eyes flashed and he was silent.

Li Shimin said unhurriedly, "Okay, I'm very interested in hearing what you want to bet on?"

Peng Wuwang said proudly: "Please drink the imperial wine in the garden, if the grass people are unfortunately poisoned to death, the saint can dispose of the people in the garden at will, and the grass people promise that they will not have any resistance. If the grass people survive, please forgive us all our sins and let us go away in peace."

"Commander, don't!" "Brother Peng, no!" Hearing this, the Flying Tiger Darts and Fang Mengjing and the others couldn't help but become anxious.

Li Shimin looked at the eldest grandson Wuji and Hou Junji beside him, and saw that both of them had relieved expressions in their eyes, and secretly laughed in his heart, and said loudly: "If this wine poison does not kill you, who in the world can kill you, and it is boring for me to kill them. When the time comes, you will go, and I will not hinder you, and I will swear by it."

Peng Wuwang didn't answer, he stood up, raised the imperial wine in front of him and drank it all. Then, he came to the table of the Flying Tiger Darts, raised the imperial wine in front of everyone in turn, raised his head and poured it into his stomach, Hong Sixue, Fang Mengjing, Luo Mingxian and others wanted to stop it, but he pushed it away, grabbed the wine glass and drank it dry.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, looking at Peng Wuhope, who had drunk all the poisonous wine, with concern. I saw him trembling all over, his face turned pale as snow in an instant, and streams of blood slowly flowed from his ears, the corners of his mouth and eyes. Seeing his terrible appearance, everyone in the Flying Tiger Dart had grief and anger in their hearts, secretly dripping blood.

Hou Junji saw it in his eyes and thought proudly, "Okay, this poison really lives up to its name. Even the world-famous Peng Wuwang can't stand such a strange poison in the world. As long as his nosebleed comes out, even Da Luo Jin Immortal will not be able to save him."

Who knew that after a stick of incense, the blood on Peng Wuwang's face had dried up, and there was still no blood flowing out of his nose.

"Impossible!" The stunned Hou Junji couldn't help but whisper.

"Okay. Now that you are still standing as before, I will keep my promise to let you go." Li Shimin felt relieved in his heart and said freely.

"Your Majesty!" Hou Junji and eldest grandson Wuji couldn't help but say in unison.

Li Shimin waved his hand, stopped their words, and said, "I'm just a little curious, do you know what poison is in the wine? And how do you detoxify it?"

Peng Wuwang bowed down and said, "This poison is called Poison Gu, and there is no antidote in the world. The minister has a friend, to find a way to detoxify, is to find a person as the medicine tripod, drink a small amount of poison Gu every month, rely on their own resistance to overcome the poison, in the long run, after more than a year, the blood of the medicine tripod can be the antidote."

Li Shimin let out a long sigh and said, "This method is indeed ingenious, but a person who has become a medicine tripod suffers from poisonous Gu every month, and the pain he suffers must be unbearable."

Peng Wuwang said loudly: "Thank you for your concern, the grass people have volunteered to be the medicine tripod, and now, it has been more than a year, and the blood in the body has become the antidote. I thought I could save more innocent lives, but who knew that today I saved my own life."

Li Shimin smiled slightly and said, "You deserve to sow good causes and get good results. You need to remember that you are the first person in the world who I want to kill but can't, and that alone is enough to be proud."

Peng Wuwang raised his head and glanced at Li Shimin, a shallow smile appeared on his stiff face: "Your Majesty, you are also the first person who should be killed but can't be killed by the grass people, please take your majesty's words to heart."

Li Shimin frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "You think I should be killed, why?"

Peng Wuwang said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty reflects on yourself, what you have done, put it on the rivers and lakes, may you avoid my Peng Wuhope's head knife?"

Li Shimin smiled suddenly, nodded and said, "Yes, I will keep this sentence of yours in my heart, and I will always read it, you can rest assured."

Peng Wuwang's face showed a look of relief, bowed deeply to Li Shimin, and led the flying tigers and darts out of the imperial garden with heavy soldiers and sanitation held high.

postscript

Time flies, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and after the battle of Hengzhou, three years have passed in a blink of an eye. In the past three years, the Tang Dynasty Emperor has repaired government affairs internally, expanded the land outside, and the land and roads of the Tang Dynasty have not been forgotten, the night has not been closed, the singing and dancing have been leveled, and all the four countries of Fanbang have been worshipped.

In the seventh year of Zhenguan, Zhuyi came to the court to present gifts, Tang Emperor Li Shimin drew the "Broken Array Music Map", ordered Taichang Cheng Lu Cai to process and compile the music, and ordered Li Baiyao, Yu Shinan, Chu Liang, Wei Zheng and other lyrics to reinterpret "Qin King Breaking Array Music", in order to show that the whole world celebrates, but also promotes the national prestige, and deters the four Yi. The first rehearsal went very smoothly, but the music and dance had already taken shape in a few days, and the soldiers and musicians who participated in the dance were very excited, and the ministers who participated in the creation and the Tang Emperor Li Shimin were also quite proud.

At the time of the music, all the four Yi came to the court to pay homage, Taizong in accordance with the national policy of the four seas and the leaders of all ethnic groups were commensurate with each other, sitting together in the court, happily waiting for the opening of the Qin King's breaking array. Who knows, after half a cup of tea, there is no movement. Li Shimin was slightly angry in his heart, because of the presence of the leaders of Siyi, it was inconvenient to be angry, so he had to endure himself.

A moment later, the music official hurriedly came to Hou Junji's side and whispered a message. Hou Junji's expression changed, and he hurriedly came to Taizong's side and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the drum technique is pure and he suddenly suffered a stroke and can't play."

Li Shimin was slightly startled, and said in a deep voice: "The breaking array music relies on the sound of drums to dominate the overall situation, and the drummer is down, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't play. Go and rest the people, and have no need to rejoice."

Hou Junji said again: "Leguan said that he found a person and was willing to guarantee that he could replace Duan Chuncai with a head, but this person's origin is unknown, and Weichen does not dare to call the shots, so he asks the Holy Lord to be the master."

Li Shimin smiled slightly: "The music official said this, he is very sure, so let him give it a try."

Hou Junji bowed his head and said yes, bowed down, and whispered to the music official.

Half an hour later, there was a shocking burst of war drums, and the sound of war drums of weeping ghosts and gods was like a Kyushu wind and thunder flying thousands of miles, instantly sweeping the audience. With the sound of the drums of the turbulent mountains and rivers, the orchestral music rich in the style of Qiuzi rose leisurely, hundreds of armored halberd warriors lined up in a neat array of fish and li, slowly entered the arena, and the majestic songs of the King of Qin sounded in all directions, corresponding to the surging drums, which made people angry.

The drum suddenly changed a few soothingly, and the Yuli array that was walking suddenly changed, staggered flexion and extension, head and tail protection, as if suddenly growing wings, stretching and stretching, and changing into a goose stork array, the armor in the formation followed each other head and tail, corresponding to each other, and the bright armor reflected the brilliant candle flame on the main hall, shining.

The drums are becoming more and more intense, and the armor warriors who are dancers are becoming more and more urgent, as if they are in a killing field, fighting with the enemy, changing as much as possible, and striving to win, which is dizzying, and the mind is flying, completely forgetting in this ** solemn dance music. Three sections of dance music, the twelve road formation changes as if the performance was completed in an instant, only the war drums are high-pitched and heroic, such as anger and complaints, as if a thunderbolt collapses, waterfalls hit stones, and the mountains and rivers are moved, and the wind and clouds change color. The Turkic, Uighur, Murwei, Khitan, and Ya leaders present were all moved, and everyone unconsciously remembered the unforgettable iron-blooded battle in Hengzhou City.

Several Yi leaders stood up and asked to join the dance team.

Li Shimin slowly came back to his senses from deep thought, and agreed to their request with a smile. When the leaders came to the middle of the formation, the drums of war sounded again, as bright as before, without a trace of fatigue.

Li Shimin leaned over to Hou Junji and said, "Order the music officer to reward this drummer."

A wry smile appeared on Hou Junji's face: "Your Majesty, this person is a foreigner, and he is not subject to official gifts."

The drums gradually calmed down, and the people who forgot to sing and dance on the hall were all happy, and they knelt down in front of the throne of Taizong, and the ministers of the hall stood up at the same time, facing Taizong, and the mountain shouted long live, and the atmosphere was warm to the top. Li Shimin smiled and returned the salute to the hundreds of officials and dancers, his gaze swept to the empty position of the drummer, and there was a hint of understanding in his eyes.

Chang'an Dancing Phoenix Fang was crowded, and countless men, women and children crowded in front of the Dancing Phoenix Workshop, vying to watch the sword dance performance of the first dancer in Chang'an. In the dance hall of Wufengfang, there are elegant seats all over the city, many noble princes and nobles in the capital, and famous ministers and good generals are all present, among which there are the famous Tang Dynasty generals Cheng Zhijie and Qin Shubao. This made everyone in the already lively dance hall even more excited. Strangely enough, each of the VIPs' tables was empty, and only one seat was served a cup of fragrant pre-rain Longjing, and the owner of this VIP table was still delayed.

The girl who was about to perform the sword dance had beautiful long hair, an elegant high bun on her head, and a beautiful orange and bright narrow-sleeved beard, and a red armor on the outside of the clothes, reflecting her peerless appearance.

"Miss Gongsun!" Cheng Zhijie rubbed his hands and said anxiously, "Don't wait, that guy is running around all day, maybe he won't be able to come this time."

"Yes, yes!" Qin Shubao was also impatient, "This muddy boy, the next time I see him teach him a good lesson for the girl, the girl is pitiful and pitiful, and the two lonely old men have finally stolen some time to come out and enjoy it, so let's start quickly."

Miss Gongsun ignored the pleading of the two, and stood in the middle of the room by herself, looking around anxiously, hoping to find the figure she had been longing for day and night.

At this moment, a man in black wearing a hat made a light turn in the air, and in an instant, he passed over the figures of everyone and landed on the specially vacated seat. It wasn't until he sat down that they noticed a blood-stained package hanging from his waist. I saw him slowly take off the hat on his head, revealing a haggard face full of scars, which was Peng Wuwang, who was known as the Qingzhou Flying Tiger. A few strands of hair on his sideburns have turned gray, revealing a hint of vicissitudes.

"Stinky boy, are you willing to come?" Cheng Zhijie and Qin Shubao scolded in unison.

A soft sound came from the field, and the high-profile Gongsun girl suddenly closed the purple and green swords in her hand, turned her back to her back, and straightened her body, and her originally beautiful and soft figure suddenly revealed a sassy and heroic aura that was compelling.

"Good!" The crowd of spectators, who couldn't wait, applauded eagerly.

The figure of the Gongsun girl in the field suddenly turned into a hundred and ten thousand, like a raging fire rolling violently in the field, and the snowy sword shadow was like a long rainbow breaking through the sky in summer, and the ribbon turned in the air and soared freely. A refreshing coolness spread throughout the audience with the sound of the Gongsun girl's sword weapon breaking through the air. The bright and flickering shadows of the sword gradually intertwined like spider webs, and the dark tide surged, the cold air was overflowing, and the hidden edge was boundless.

Seeing the dazzling sword light that filled the air, Peng Wuwang's tired face showed a helpless smile: "Is she going to use that trick?" He raised his hand, brought the teacup to his lips, and silently took a sip of tea.

At this moment, the brocade-like sword light suddenly broke out of the cocoon, turning into a whistling snow-white wave, and the sky swept towards Peng Wuwang like a sea of stars. All the spectators were surprised and all screamed loudly, only Peng Wuwang smiled sadly, his upper body did not move, but he put the teacup in his hand back on the table steadily, raised his hands, and applauded gently.

The surging and fierce sword light slowly faded from around him like a tide, and a few strands of white hair on his sideburns also turned invisible with the sword light. Only then did the audience realize all this and applaud wildly.

I saw that the Gongsun girl screamed, a pair of sword weapons came out of her hand, turning into a pair of silver swallows that swirled and danced, drawing amazing and beautiful light marks in the air, walking around the field more than ten times, and then a turn, back to her hand, ending the entire sword dance.

When Jian Hua Yunguang was still flickering obsessively in everyone's eyes, Peng Wuwang had already shrugged up, turned his head and prepared to leave.

"Peng is hopeless!" Miss Gongsun shouted, "Stop."

Peng Wuwang suddenly stood up. "Peng Wuwang, this is the third year, I don't care if I ask you again, are you willing to marry me?" Miss Gongsun asked loudly.

Peng Wuwang turned his head with difficulty, looked into her eyes, and said after a while, "Not this year."

"I'll wait, next year, I'll ask you again, you go." Miss Gongsun held back the tears in her eyes and said in a trembling voice.

Peng Wuwang turned his head to look at her in pain, gritted his teeth, turned around and quickly separated the crowd and left.

"You bastard, bastard! Since you don't want to marry me, why do you look at me with that kind of look, do you know, it's because of this look that I like you." Miss Gongsun said loudly in anger.

Peng's hopeless figure froze for a moment, and finally walked quickly into the distance, never looking back.

"Master, you finally killed that Tuguhun No. 1 assassin, what is it called...... What ......?" Luo Mingxian thought desperately.

"Ring the strings, save your brain, don't bother thinking about the names of the dead." Peng Wuwang untied the head from his waist and handed it to him and Zhao Yixiang.

"By the way, good news, Master, when you left, Sister Jia seemed to have found a way to cure Master Peng's dementia, and she was going to start treatment in the next few months, and Mother Peng was so happy that she couldn't keep her mouth shut." Luo Mingxian said excitedly.

"Great!" Peng Wuwang said excitedly, "Where is Miss Jia, I want to thank her in person."

"Sister Jia went to Huashan to collect medicine, and it will take more than a month to come back." Fang Mengjing's soft voice came leisurely.

"Miss Fang!" Zhao Yixiang and Luo Mingxian arched their hands.

"Miss Fang, how has the money been in the dart game recently?" Peng Wuwang asked in a deep voice.

"It's okay, but it's not as rich as the original two years, maybe the world is too peaceful." Fang Mengjing said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed.

Fang Mengjing glanced around at everyone and said to Peng Wuwang, "Brother Peng, are you going to Chang'an Feng Dance Workshop again?"

Peng Wuwang nodded, dismissed everyone, and said in a low voice, "Yes, she still wants me to marry her, and I finally can't agree."

Fang Mengjing smiled bitterly and said, "Since you love Princess Jinxiu deeply, although she has now become another temperament, she is still the same person. Why are you so persistent?"

Peng Wuwang sighed and said, "Splendid her, it's just a shell left. My blow had already killed my beloved girl with her own hands. Now Jinxiu is already another person."

"Brother Peng......" Fang Mengjing said softly with reluctance.

At this moment, a fiery figure flashed in from the door, and people's spirits couldn't help but be lifted.

"Sixue, you're back!" Fang Mengjing said in surprise, "Is there good news?"

Dressed in red and full of spring breeze, Hong Sixue jumped off the back of the rouge horse and said excitedly, "Sister Jing, Brother Peng, good news, Bao Jiancheng, the big Jia of Guanzhong, has a dart to go to Hexi. I have made an agreement with him and will leave tomorrow."

"Great!" Peng Wuwang and Fang Mengjing said in unison.

"There is also good news, Lian Feng Lian Gongzi, the head of Tianshan, invited us to Tianshan to attend the Tianshan Sword Meeting, where we can meet many old friends." Hong Sixue said happily.

"Since it's a sword club, the eldest brother and the second brother can't bear the loneliness, so they will definitely go, and our three brothers haven't seen each other for a long time." Peng Wuwang said happily.

"Daddy and Uncle Duan may go to see the excitement." Hong Sixue said wistfully.

"Speaking of old friends, I think of another thing, Xiao Liechen and Xiao Gongzi and his wife seem to be going to have a big banquet tonight to celebrate their noble son, and the wedding card has been sent to our Chang'an Branch of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau, and we must attend." Fang Mengjing said with a smile.

"Wait a minute!" An old and loud voice came from the account room, and Li Yu, whose face was full of red light, rushed out of the door with a strange belly, and said in a loud voice, "Who said that you were going to Tianshan?"

Peng Wuwang hurriedly said, "Mr. Li, we are all going to participate in the Tianshan Sword Meeting."

"It is rumored that the first martial artist in the Sword Society can get the Nine Heavens Xuantie refined from the flying star that fell on the Tianshan Mountain, is it true?" Li Yu asked eagerly.

"Mr. Li, aren't you going to say that you urgently need this material to refine the Three Flavors True Fire?" Luo Mingxian, who heard the sound and rushed into the courtyard, said with a smile.

"How do you know?" Li Yulao's face flushed, and he whispered.

"Mr. Li, over the years, my master has been running around, and every time you go out of the country, you want a rare thing, we are all used to it." Zhao Yixiang, who walked in the door with Luo Mingxian, also smiled.

Peng Wuwang looked embarrassed and said, "With Peng's martial arts, it is really difficult to obtain the title of the first martial artist, but I can discuss it with the champion, maybe he will sell me a face."

"Great, I'll pack up and go with you. I am determined to obtain this Nine Heavens Dark Iron, and with it, the God of War Heavenly Soldier will be able to refine it in less than fifteen years." Lee said proudly.

"So fast?" Peng Wuwang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Third brother, I'm looking for you for something!" Peng Wuxian whistled through the door like a gust of wind.

Peng Wuwang hurriedly came to him and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You come with me!" Peng Wuxing grabbed his arm and rushed out of the door.

"Come back early, I'm going to Xiao Gongzi's house in the evening, don't forget!" Hong Sixue and Fang Mengjing said in unison.

Peng Wuwang was dragged out a few streets by Peng Wuxing, and finally couldn't help but shake his hand away, and said, "Fourth brother, look at you, you already have a wife, and you are still so shocked, what does it look like."

Peng said proudly, "Third brother, when it comes to wife's room, you have no right to talk about me. At the very least, I know who likes me and who doesn't. It's not like you're as confused as you are, third brother."

"Fourth brother, what nonsense are you talking about?" Peng said hopelessly.

"Forget it, I'll talk about these words later, guess who I saw in the East City?" Peng said mysteriously.

"Who?" Peng Wuwang asked.

Peng Wuxing tugged at his sleeve and said, "Look, it's just ahead!"

Peng Wuwang was slightly stunned, but suddenly heard a familiar shout: "Look at the bones and touch the bones, the iron mouth is calculated, the outspoken is unscrupulous, and the magic is like a god."

"Remember the fortune teller?" Peng asked excitedly.

Looking at the fortune teller with a round head and a round brain, thin lips and a wide mouth, and bright eyes, Peng Wuwang couldn't help but be in a trance, although he hadn't seen him for a few years, but it seemed that he had been separated by thousands of lifetimes, and now seeing this person again, it was like being in a dream.

Peng Wuxian pulled his arm to wake him up from his trance, and he walked towards the fortune teller involuntarily.

"Sir! Do you still recognize us?" Peng said to him with a grin.

The fortune teller turned his head to look, although he didn't recognize Peng Wuwang, but he recognized Peng Wuxing at a glance, and he was so frightened that the soles of his feet slipped, fell to the ground, and said in a panic: "Hero, the little fortune teller has been like a god in the past few years, and he has not deceived people out of half a penny. Spare the little one."

Peng Wuxing turned his head to Peng Wuwang and said, "What to do with this person, third brother, you can do it."

Peng Wuwang sighed, took out a gold ingot from his arms, and put it on the fortune teller's hexagram stall. The fortune teller was shocked and said, "Hero, please don't drive me away, I finally got the household registration in Chang'an, and I don't want to leave my hometown again."

Peng Wuwang hurriedly said, "Sir, don't get me wrong, this ingot of gold is the hexagram gold from the last hexagram. Please sir, smile! Last time, Peng was young and ignorant, so he offended a lot, and asked Mr. Haihan."

"Hero!" "Third brother!" The fortune teller and Peng Wuxing screamed at the same time.

"Third brother, it turns out that you have known since the beginning of the day, and you know everything!" Peng Wuxing exclaimed, "It turns out that you already know that Sister Hong likes you, Sister Fang also likes you, and Sister Jia. For so many years, you've been pretending to be stupid and stupid, just doing it without realizing it."

"Wronged, wronged!" The fortune teller kept shaking his head and sighing, "Hero, you are really burdened by your bones, and you have failed so many girls, which is really evil."

Peng Wuwang smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, if you are not afraid of me being wordy, I have something to ask you one by one."

The fortune teller touched his sparse beard and said, "May it be auspicious."

Peng Wuwang sighed and said, "I and a girl have met many times because of the grievances of Shu Cottage and Qingfeng Hall, and we have been inseparable from each other. She wants to disband the New Year Gang and rescue her father who is trapped in the main hall, and it is my duty to go with her. In order to live up to the trust, I fought to the death all the way, and was born and died many times. In the end, she finally disbanded the Nian Gang, rescued her father, and all the major events that plagued her life were over, I thought she could be happy and carefree from now on, and enjoy some leisurely days, who knew that by mistake, she was wrong to love me, and I had a heart to belong to, and I didn't dare to respond, and finally made her affectionate and helpless, and she was depressed all her life."

"Time, fate, what can I do?" The fortune teller let out a long sigh.

Peng Wuwang sighed bitterly, "I met another girl in Daozuo and saved her life from the hands of the elders of Qingfeng Hall, and we have known each other ever since. Luoyang revenge battle, she made my second brother avenge. Later, her father died tragically in the hands of Qingfengtang, I Peng Wuwang thanked her for her kindness, and Qingfengtang formed a bond, several bloody battles, the top of Huashan, and finally hit the master of Qingfengtang hard, avenging her father's revenge. I thought that from now on, this girl could let go of her arms and live happily, who knew the twists and turns, she actually loved me wrongly, and I couldn't bear it. Although her wisdom is as deep as the sea, it is difficult to untie this knot, and she will inevitably end up in this life."

"Shameless, consistent." The fortune teller said again.

"The third girl is the most wronged, she was a good healer, she once saved my life, and I will take revenge for thinking that she is a bloodsucking banshee. Later, I learned that she made a grand wish and was willing to test the poison and refine the antidote for the world's first strange poison. Peng is not talented, volunteered to become a medicine tripod, and fulfilled this lifelong wish for her. Although a glass of poisoned wine every month is not easy to consume, it is common to get used to it. But this little thing was remembered by this girl, and she secretly felt affection for me, and thought that after refining the antidote, she would fulfill her wish and live happily, but who knew that I made her drink another cup of poisonous wine, and she would not get the antidote in this life."

"There is no more sorrow in the world than this." The fortune teller sighed.

"I, Peng Wuhope, fell in love with a beautiful girl, who knew that she was actually the princess of an enemy country. On the Lotus Mountain, the two of us fell off the cliff together, thinking that we would be isolated from the world from now on, so we made an alliance of three lives. I didn't know that God would make people, the two of us got out of trouble and met again on the battlefield, and we had to fight to the death. In the end, this girl was killed by my own hands, and her soul flew away, leaving only a shell to live in the world. And this girl, who has become a different person, has a love for me for no reason." Peng Wuwang said in a dumb voice.

"It's sad and lamentable, and the will of heaven is unpredictable!" The fortune teller shook his head.

"Sir, out of good intentions, Peng hoped that they would get out of the sea of suffering, but after a thousand turns, they still returned to the original starting point, and the hard work they paid was in vain. I asked myself to be upright, but in the face of these girls, I could only pretend to be stupid and stunned, and I didn't dare to speak out, for fear that in the end, I would only hurt them more. Others call me a contemporary celebrity, but they don't know what I have done in my life, but in the end it is a void ....... I...... What the hell should I do?" Peng said hopelessly and helplessly.

"Third brother...... you are really miserable." Peng Wuxing, who was on the side, heard this, and sorrow came from it for no reason, and tears rolled down.

"Hero, I'm ...... I'm just a fortune teller, and I don't know how to solve these things." The fortune teller said with a bitter face.

At this moment, a crane chirped from mid-air. A yellow-clothed and white-robed disciple of the Yue Nu Palace descended from the sky, came to Peng Wuwang, and arched his hand, "Peng Daxia, the Yue Nu Palace Fang Feihong is polite."

Peng Wuwang still had something to say, but at this moment he had to swallow it back into his stomach and said in a deep voice, "Please say something."

Fang Feihong said respectfully: "The palace master reminded me that after more than a month, the palace master will travel north to the Tianshan Mountains and participate in the Tianshan Sword Meeting. She hopes to change the place of the sword competition to the top of the Tianshan Mountain, and if Peng Daxia wants to take revenge on his family, please go to the Tianshan Mountain for a while." After speaking, Fang Feihong jumped up and jumped on the white crane that glided down from the sky. The white crane turned around leisurely, let out a long roar, and flapped its wings away.

Looking at Fang Feihong's distant back, Peng Wuwang muttered, "There is another girl, she still seems to think that I don't know that Jin Baiba and his wife are no longer in the world."

The fortune teller shook his head and sighed bitterly, "Hero, I can't solve your thoughts, why don't I give you a hexagram for your future as compensation." As he spoke, he couldn't help but say, grabbed Peng Wuhope's palm and watched carefully.

"Hero, you have a long journey in the near future, and the future seems to be quite disastrous, but ......," said the fortune teller.

"But as long as you have an open heart, you can't live in peace." Peng Wuwang suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, hero, it turns out that you also know fortune telling!" The fortune teller asked in surprise.

"I don't understand, but I still have that confidence." Peng Wuwang arched his hand and said, "Sir, I'm waiting to leave."

"Hero, you...... Take care." The fortune teller said with emotion.

"Fourth brother, let's go." Peng Wuwang turned his head and said in a deep voice.

Peng Wuxing wiped the tears on his face, suddenly chased after Peng Wuwang, and said loudly: "I remember, Mr. Li Yu always claims to be in love, but he is a love saint, when I was able to marry a wife, he also helped him, third brother, why don't you ask him."

From afar, Peng Wuwang's stern voice rang out: "Nonsense. You are not allowed to talk nonsense."

The setting sun casts a brilliant orange-red brilliance on the fading East Market, and the figures of the Peng brothers are stretched longer and longer on the ground by the afterglow of dusk. The fortune teller saw that Peng Wuwang's overwhelmed figure suddenly straightened up, as if he was rejuvenated. A smile of relief appeared on his face, "He's still young, and he has time. After all, he is the number one hero in the world, Peng Wuhope, as long as he is alive, what can he not solve?"