In the three hundred and ninety-sixth year of the Qi calendar, Zhongzhou entered autumn, and the water fell and the stone rose.

Compared with the whole Zhongzhou, Qiyang is obviously particularly keen on festivals, and compared with Qiyang, this Xunyang city in the northwest is particularly lively.

Xunyang is originally formed by people from all over Zhongzhou, the so-called tired birds fly back, the fox dies in the first hill, the older generation of Xunyang people are difficult to return to their homeland, they are particularly homesick, every big festival and small festival have to put a big show, singing, touring the city, putting lanterns...... The city is full of festivities. The tradition is inherited, Xunyang people love to be crazy and noisy since childhood, when they were young, they made trouble in the city, and when they were big, they made trouble on the battlefield, thousands of troops avoided Xunyang, and the Xunyang soldiers who had the ability to go to the battlefield were overturned clouds and rain, so since ancient times, the northern tribe had a headache Xunyang, a group of madmen. During the reign of Emperor Xiang, it was even rumored that the Northern Military Order would retreat when it met Xunyang's generals, and if they won the battle, they did not make money, and they tied the blood loss.

Mixin is no longer verifiable, but the festival tradition of Xunyang is getting stronger and stronger every year. It is said that the smiling face people are the most bitter, and the people who love to be lively are the loneliest, and it is difficult to ensure that there is no such factor under the joyful surface of Xunyang people, and the big and small festivals of the year, especially the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Spring Festival, the Lantern Festival, etc., have become the days of Xunyang's carnival in the city.

This has just entered August, there is still half a month before the fifteenth full moon, and Xunyang City is already in a festive atmosphere. The City Lord's Mansion and the Qilin Tower bore the brunt, and the red lanterns were hung on the cornices at the four corners, and the City Lord's Mansion was also pasted with the word "autumn" in the handwritten script of the city lord Su Mantang. Festival costumes, explosions, lanterns, cruises...... Ziliang Road, Xunyang Commercial Road, is full of brilliance, and all kinds of gadgets have also been put on the stalls, such as sugar paintings made and sold by craftsmen, all kinds of lantern riddles, and cruise ships to attract customers. In this way, it seems that the strong festive atmosphere in Xunyang is not unrelated to the deliberate creation of businessmen, but Xunyang people have never done that short and explicit price drop behavior on this file, which is a happy thing that is willing to fight and suffer.

The noisy business road here at night has brought the whole Xunyang to a noisy scene. The usual white stone pagoda, which is known for its solemnity, also lit a red candle. A young monk on the top floor folded his hands, muttered a Buddha horn, turned around, and struck a Buddha bell, the bell rippled slightly, swinging all over Xunyang, and the night fell.

Compared with the three treasures of Wenxing, the solemn and sacred Fuxian Temple and the Lotus Tower, and the Qilin Tower under the wide acceptance of thousands of autumns, the Xunyang City Lord's Mansion is quite magnificent. The last renovation of the City Lord's Mansion was twelve years ago, presided over by the current city lord Su Mantang, and after the renovation was completed, it was a little less warlord murderous and a little more idle and comfortable. Under the reflection of the flowing water in several places and the newly renovated pavilion, there is a feeling of a large courtyard. At first, some people said that this was the selfishness of the city lord who was used to his daughter, and he had never seen Su Mantang come out to avoid suspicion, but Xunyang City had been thriving in his hands for more than ten years, and these rumors were becoming less and less, and now they are gone.

Haoyue was in the sky, the autumn wind pavilion in the backyard of the city lord's mansion, Sikong Yulong and Su Tianxue were playing, and both sides did not have too many long exams, and they fell quickly. In the guessing stage, Sikong Yulong won by luck, and he took the black first, so he rarely started with Tian Yuan, trying to let the other party go, but the result was almost a girl's beating. Now down to the middle game, the two sides have jointly created a picture of the tiger's sword. The girl pinched a white child in her hand and knocked on the table, and slowly fell, and Sikong Yulong followed by the son to take root, you come and go.

The two talked about the country and the world while playing against each other, and just finished talking about the division and unification of Qiyang in the past two hundred years, the opening of the Western Dynasty and the thirty years of ups and downs in the Southern Dynasty.

Sikong Yulong made a chess piece and said: "Qiyang Northern Desert north and south confrontation, four hundred years Qiyang is helpless to fall behind, the northern tribe has the entire desert as the hinterland of the strategic depth, occupy the geographical advantage, Qiyang relies on the twenty-seven years of division and division to unify the time and two hundred years of national strength. The people and both sides occupy each other, but it is difficult to say whether the innate soldiers of the Northern Desert who are proud of the world are stronger, or Qiyang, which has the most fertile land and the largest population in Zhongzhou, has more stamina. It is not easy for the two sides to reach this situation of barely half the battle. Over the years, Qi Yang has secretly planned a lot, especially the methods of several scholars in the past hundred years, which are buried very deeply, and it is not easy to find out, so the good or bad will not be determined for the time being. The two countries have two wars, and the Northern people are known as breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, but in fact, there has always been a surplus, which is not difficult to think that it is the Northern people who planned to support the people with war and secretly Chen Cang, as for the hidden hand buried, it depends on the direction of the next situation. I heard that there has been a terrible emperor over there recently, called Jiao Qiannu, which is very exciting, Qiyang scholars have suppressed the Northern Clan for 500 years, and it is really unreasonable to say that there is no one who can stand up straight. ”

Su Tianxue didn't make an evaluation, and picked the child.

Sikong Yulong glanced at Su Tianxue and said with a smile: "The two countries have seen the move over the years, and the mess is so troublesome that it is to death, if you don't have to say a clear which is higher and which is lower, but Qiyang can fight outside the country in both wars, which makes me admire and appreciate it the most." It seems that the demeanor of Qiyang scholars back then was indeed unique in Zhongzhou. The same is true of Xiangyang City, which rises from the ground, blocking the wind and sand and killing trees, and has kept the peace and contentment of the people of Zhongzhou for nearly two hundred years. This alone is enough for us scholars to rush to the majestic imperial court one after another, and I don't know whose magic trick it is. ”

Su Tianxue didn't raise her head, and said, "Then you also want to go to Chang'an to gain fame?" ”

When Sikong Yulong heard this, his back spine was cold, and he hurriedly laughed and said: "How can that, no matter how good Chang'an City is, it is comparable to Miss Xunyang?" ”

Su Tianxue snorted lightly.

Sikong Yulong said righteously: "If Miss doesn't believe it, I'll go to the Qilin Building of Nalaoshizi Ming'er, and burn the subset of scriptures and history with a fire, and the bullshit reader, dare to make our young lady angry, there is no good fruit to eat." ”

Sikong Yulong pressed the long sword at his waist and said, "If the young lady still doesn't believe it, see that this sword is not, the old man's treasured god, a sword that really sharpens iron like clay." Let's go pick up two high-quality BMWs now, prepare enough dry food, go all the way north out of Xiangyang, and don't prepare to come back. It's just that I want to be wronged Miss suffers from chasing and killing all day long, and I accompany Xiaosheng to wander the world......"

Sikong Yulong wanted to snatch some sycophants from his stomach again, but he just caught a glimpse of the corners of his mouth on the other side, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Tianxue picked a chess piece, and said angrily: "You said that you are a dignified 'chess sword' who cultivates both civil and military, and even my father sincerely praised the major general of Xiangyang, where did you get so many philistine slang, 100,000 books in Qilin Building, have you read some sycophants?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Tianxue realized that she had slipped away, and accidentally missed the word "sycophancy" in the slang she said, and quickly silenced her.

Sikong Yulong was happy there.

Su Tianxue was secretly annoyed, and said angrily: "Play your chess, and then laugh at the big dragon to be slaughtered by me." ”

Strange to say, Su Tianxue, as the only daughter of the city lord Su Mantang, was pampered in the honey altar when she urinated, she had the best food and housing, and the etiquette was also the best. In addition, under the influence of Su Mantang, a city lord who has a university in his stomach in his behavior, Su Tianxue should have been a perfect lady on any occasion. It's just that in front of this smiling young man at this time, he didn't have the slightest smiling attitude with the young lady.

When Su Mantang was a child, when he saw Su Tianxue following Sikong Yulong to climb trees and dig out birds' nests, he could only hold his forehead and sigh in the distance, who called this little bastard who kidnapped his daughter the son of the general of Xiangyang Shoucheng and his best friend? When he was older, he made Su Mantang even more embarrassed, from digging out the bird's nest to sneaking into the forbidden Qilin Building with the boy; shouting to learn the sword and defeat the abominable sword deceitful Jade Dragon; Chinese New Year's Eve did not return all night, and danced with the stinky boy in the Lotus Tower Sword Dance all night, hitting the bell in the early morning and breaking a city of snow; There is also a rumor that Su Tianxue heard from somewhere that Sikong Yulong died outside Xiangyang Pass, a person and a horse sneaked out of the city, she was not skilled in equestrian skills, she stumbled all the way to Xiangyang only to know that it was a rumor, and fell from the horse with a sigh of relief, and was sent back to Xunyang for three days in Xiangyang, and it took more than half a month to recover. It's also thanks to the good physique that he has practiced with the boy since he was a child, otherwise the condition would have been more serious.

Sikong Yulong put away his joking attitude and said, "I may have to go back to Xiangyang before the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

Su Tianxue frowned and said, "Something happened in Xiangyang?" ”

Sikong Yulong said: "The specific situation is not clear, it seems that there is a great figure in the Northern Desert Tiger Whisker Town, and it will be here in the next few days." Master sent someone to tell me, but I was only given two words, 'Dragon King'. ”

Su Tianxue said with a solemn face: "Mr. Gu has intervened, it seems that this matter is only bigger than imagined." ”

Sikong Yulong nodded.

Su Tianxue said worriedly: "I'm afraid that there will be another war, can it be solved smoothly?" ”

Sikong Yulong said helplessly: "You just said that I am a dignified chess and sword, a big name, and I have a little confidence in me." His Northern Desert Dragon King is mysterious and powerful, and my Central Plains Sword Immortal has to be afraid of him? ”

Su Tianxue muttered shamelessly in her heart, I didn't say that you are famous, and you are also a self-proclaimed sword immortal.

Sikong Yulong silently looked at the north, rubbing the hilt of the sword with his hand, the meaning was unknown.

Su Tianxue sighed and said softly: "There are only 200,000 people in the Northern Clan, but they have survived for five hundred years, relying on far more splendid means than just superficial ones. For hundreds of years, people have said that the Qiyang Guoshi is stronger than the Northern Tribe, and it is difficult to guarantee that it is not the rumors spread by the Northern people to cover up the true image. In addition, the Northern Clan has the strongest male soldier in the world, will they not have the idea of chasing the Central Plains? Cavalry with horses, lances, oxen and bows, and infantry with spears, armor and shields are all invincible in the world, and even the once simple and scarce armaments are no longer under our court. The military system, military discipline and military style, Zhongzhou is the strictest, and there are countless precedents for us to be careless and lose when it comes to planning and arranging formations. During the Yongdi period, there was not a battle, 400 northern army surrendered, the army retreated for 20 miles, and later gathered in the sand ridge to kill back the horse pistol, the inside should be combined with the outside, the soldiers rose violently, the army was caught off guard, more than 6,000 people were killed and wounded, these are the lessons of bloodshed. ”

Sikong Yulong said with a smile: "You are thinking far-reaching, take precautions, if the Northern Clan really attacks at that time, please go to Xiangyang to be a military advisor to ensure that it will have a miraculous effect, and the enemy army you may kill will lose their armor." ”

Sikong Yulong is not in a positive shape, and Su Tianxue is not angry, "The current battle line of the Northern Clan has stretched into an extremely long east-west line, in addition, Qiyang's three-sided enemies make the situation not optimistic, and now the whole world is waiting, waiting for which one can't hold his breath first, and who is waiting for the first to erect the flag and beat the drum." This time in the Northern Desert, maybe someone is behind it, who knows how many eyes are staring. So Yulong, I have no opinion on you going back to Xiangyang, I don't care if you want to go to the battlefield, and I don't object to even going to more dangerous places and seeking a bigger cause, but you have to promise me at least one thing. ”

"Don't die on the battlefield."

She took a deep breath, and the white son fell on the chessboard, one son was angry, and the three "long swords" launched a fierce offensive almost simultaneously with the traction of this one. Just like the ups and downs of Qiyang and the world.

Sikong Yulong looked at the chessboard, rubbed his chin with his fingers, picked up a black chess piece after a while, and chuckled: "Then it depends on the fact that I killed you with this hand." ”

Sunspots fall.

Landing and taking root, "digging" in the middle of the two swords of white chess. The situation changed drastically, and the overwhelming encirclement of white chess pieces was broken in an instant, revealing only a firm and thick hinterland. Wonderful, wonderful! The subtlety of this hand lies in the unparalleled strategy, no matter how white kills the white chess in the future, he cannot slaughter the big dragon of the black chess, and his own forces at both ends are weakly connected. The only chance in the middle is the solid layout that black has calculated from the beginning, and it is not difficult to break through.

This is a good move that made Su Tianxue almost flip the table.

This girl has good intentions, but she was stirred up and ruined by you, a negative man? This girl fights with you.

At the moment when Su Tianxue almost jumped to her feet, Sikong Yulong on the opposite side stood up first, clasped his thumb and index finger, and gently flicked between Su Tianxue's eyebrows, smiling, and the clouds were light and breezy.

This is the rogue method that Sikong Yulong has been accustomed to since he was a child.

This bullet directly bounced away the girl's grievances and worries.

The girl rejoiced in her heart, but saw that the young man suddenly gave birth to an unnatural serious momentum.

She looked at the boy who stood up, and strangely enough, he did not face north, but looked south.

Dressed in a black robe and a long sword, he looked at the night from afar, his eyes were stubborn and firm.

This scene is familiar to Su Tianxue. She unconsciously recalled that when she was ten years old, Yulong took her and slipped into the huge Qilin Tower, and after some searching and reading, Sikong Yulong, who closed a large history book, breathed a sigh of relief and ascended to the corridor on the second floor.

It's really distressing, the boy has been reluctant to talk about the bitterness in his heart since he was a child, and he has never just hidden it in the bottom of his heart, hidden under the appearance of impropriety, this hiding is ten years.

Su Tianxue had speculated countless times about the secret in his heart, but he never knew it. Young man, it feels like something he was born to do, he is not afraid, he is willing to accept it, but he is not happy.

"I promise you."

Under the white jade moonlight, Su Tianxue heard Sikong Yulong say faintly: "What's so good about fighting, it's really good not to fight." But if there is a real fight, our Qiyang men will definitely not be ambiguous at all. The Northern Clan is calm, two hundred years of wait-and-see, twenty years of tiger ambush, but why aren't we? Since ancient times, guns against guns, shields against shields, when have we ever coaxed it. Not to mention that the Northern Clan, the West Qi, and the Southern Wilderness are eyeing each other at the same time, but what is so terrible about adding an untestable and ethereal Dongming, when the time comes, the iron hoof and long sail will be all my Qiyang's territory, and the world will be peaceful at that time. ”