"Holy Lord, General Zhang of Fengzhou has arrived. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

White smoke curls on the carved incense copper stove, but the calming effect of sandalwood is too weak in front of the battle report. On the warm chair in the study sat the young emperor of the Zhan Dynasty, and in his hand he was holding a fragment of the vase at the door.

In the red dust lock, the vase represents the Luoyan Pass. Over the years, Luoyan Pass has been attacked frequently, and the broken lines on the vase are like a hundred pieces of garbage. Except for him, no one in the palace knew the mystery of the study furnishings, and several times someone asked him to replace the broken vase, but he refused--the reputation of the saint and the frugality immediately spread to the court and the opposition, and it is said that the people of the imperial capital were replaced with worn-out porcelain overnight. Broken copper and rotten iron old patches have become fashionable for a while, and even old things are more expensive than new things.

However, he had no time to worry about these trivial matters. "Hundreds of garbage pieces" will eventually become hundreds of pieces, which means that the ashes of Luoyanguan will be wiped out. The waiter held a brand-new glass vase and put it in the distance, but unfortunately no matter how beautiful the vase was, it was just an ornament.

Zhan Mingyou threw the fragments in his hand aside, took the somewhat wrinkled note from Zai Cheng's hand, and said indifferently: "In my opinion, this is asking for help again." Luoyan Pass is lost, and then it will be Fengzhou's turn, alas, this is also a helpless thing. ”

Na Zai Cheng bowed slightly and said, "Holy Lord, but we still have some soldiers in our hands, don't we really send them out?"

Zhan Mingyou said: "That's to keep the imperial capital, this is our last resort, how can we use it easily?" As he spoke, he looked at the note, but at a glance, his body that was originally sitting straightened up suddenly, his face turned white and red, and he couldn't tell whether he was surprised or happy.

Accustomed to the saint's quiet appearance, Na Zai Cheng was stunned by Zhan Mingyou's reaction: "Saint, isn't there something wrong with Fengzhou?"

"No, no!" Zhan Mingyou stared at the note intently, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise upward, if it weren't for someone else, he was afraid that he would almost laugh, "No need to save soldiers!

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The carriage rolls around, and Pegasus neighs, as if warning the people in the car.

"Slow down. Durham leaned over and lifted the curtain and looked ahead. In the distance, yellow dust was still billowing in the distance, and the surrounding crops had long been barren, and now they were overgrown with weeds and were very bad. A few finches frolicked on the trunks of withered poplars, and crows could be seen flying in the sky at the end of the road—since there were birds, there should be no one in ambush ahead.

So why did Pegasus warn?

Or is it because there are no people, so there are traces of beasts?

"Bachelor's degree, there is still more than half a day away from Toyoshu. "The soldier who drove the car was a young man with squinted eyes and a few freckles on his nose, and he looked childish.

Durham said: "There is still more than half a day's journey...... Then it is possible to encounter Zhao Gong's army at any time. Let's take it slow and wait for the horses to return. ”

Naturally, the horses are also Pegasus. Although there is not much difference in the foot strength between the Pegasus and the Pegasus, after all, the Pegasus brought by Duren is a cart, and in terms of speed, it is forty or fifty miles behind the Tanma. Since they still have more than half a day's journey from Toyosu, Tanma must have approached Toyosu City.

After walking for another ten miles, the sun was shining, and it was already noon, and it had been nearly half a day compared to when I left yesterday. Durham tapped the chariot soldier on the shoulder with his scepter, motioning for him to drive the wagon off the dirt road and into the nearby wasteland.

"Scholar, aren't we going any further?" the soldier scratched his head, a little puzzled.

Du Lun smiled, stretched out the carriage diagonally, pointed to the sky, and said, "Such a good weather, of course you should take a good nap." You are also tired for so many days, rest and rest. Don't make yourself nervous all day long, it's rare to steal this half of your life in the world. ”

The soldier naturally couldn't understand Duren's words, but when he saw Duren sleeping in the carriage with his back on his back, he had no choice but to listen to him, and honestly waited where he was, chewing the dry food he was carrying.

The weeds were already taller than a man's head, and the wagon was hidden in the grass, and it was impossible to see anyone passing by on the dirt road. The two of them rested, and Pegasus chewed the weeds happily, and after half an hour, he suddenly heard movement around him.

It wasn't from a dirt road, it wasn't the sound of horses' hooves. The sound is not loud, and the number of people is very small. Duren sat up at once, gave the soldier a soft "shhh", and then lifted the curtain on the carriage and looked out.

The grass a little farther away moved, and it seemed that something was walking in it, and if it hadn't been for Duren's constant staring, he would have thought it was the wind and grass. The grass grows unevenly, dense in some places and sparse in others. There was a withered poplar trunk in the grass, and there was noticeably less grass around the trunk than elsewhere, and when the man came out, Durham could finally see clearly.

It was a young man of about twenty-five years of age, with a straw hat on his head and a yellow-brown garment, so that he was inconspicuous in the grass. The expression on the man's face could not be revealed because of the straw hat covering it, and Duren saw him go to the poplar tree and sit down, look at the sky, and then reach out and take it in his arms.

His body was very thick, which did not match his thin countenance, and it was obvious that the bulging in his arms was full of debris. Seeing him act as usual, it was evident that the miscellaneous objects were not sinking. He dug for a moment and threw everything on the ground, and Durham saw that it was all paper balls.

This person doesn't look like he's reading, and I don't know where so many paper balls came from. Durham was secretly puzzled, and saw the man spread out the paper balls, and muttered words in his mouth, as if he was counting something.

"This man is really strange. However, judging by the direction he came from, it seems that Fengzhou, maybe if he is arrested, he can ask some questions about the situation in the city. Duren looked at the soldier who was driving the car, but he felt a little uncertain in his heart. I don't know if this young man has kung fu on him, and if the soldier alone can restrain him. If you want to arrest him, but you ruin the negotiation, it really can't be done.

However, before Durham could make up his mind, he saw that the man suddenly became irritable. He tore the paper balls in his hand with all his might, looked up to the sky and sighed twice, untied his belt and threw it on the poplar trunk, climbed up to the tree and tied a slipknot, and then put his neck into the knot—he was about to kill himself!

"Master Du, what should I do?" the soldier was dumbfounded, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and asked in a low voice.

Du Lun frowned, and saw that the man had already taken a diagonal step from the stump next to him and hung in the air, hanging in the air and convulsing, and hurriedly said: "Save people, save people first!"