"After the trapped hexagram, that son will definitely fall into a dead end, this is what Mr. taught me back then, I don't know if Mr. this time, there is a way to crack it." Yu Guang saw that within a hundred steps, except for Zhongqi, there was no one else, and the saint gently twisted the jade and spoke leisurely.

The old man's hand had slowly stretched out from the big grate as he finished his words, and the cold wind took the opportunity to drill into the big crush and sit into the old man's chest, so that he could no longer suppress the burning sensation in his chest.

"Ahem... Ahem..."The violent cough made the old man have to bend down his straight waist, and the girl on his side couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed forward to support the old man.

"Grandpa Xiao! Yue'er is bold, please call the imperial doctor quickly!" Wang Yue'er's eagerness on her face was almost uncontrollable, and she hurriedly asked for her life to Jiuwu, who was watching all this coldly.

The saint did not speak, but just let the old man cough, until a little red appeared on the ground, the pupils in the eyes of the ninety-five majesty, and suddenly flashed red, a little scarlet, which seemed to be more striking than the red in the snow on the ground, and after a while, the red rays had already covered the entire pupils, and they were about to swallow the ninety-five eyes, but the old man who was coughing and bending over suddenly stopped coughing, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the ninety-five pairs of pupils.

At this moment, the red glow in Jiuwu's eyes seemed to show fear, and he hurriedly retreated towards the pupils, but he was still a step too late, and he was seen by the old man...

Wang Yue'er on the side was concerned about Xiao Xiang, but when she saw him raise her eyes, she followed the old man's gaze and looked at Jiuwu, but when she looked at it, she didn't see anything abnormal, and her eyes were full of majesty and solemnity, just like usual.

Knowing that looking at the emperor is a great sin of disrespect, he hurriedly looked at it, and quickly looked away, when Wang Yue'er turned to the old man again, he saw that his slightly tired eyes showed a look of shock that he had never seen before, and he was concerned about the old man's condition in his heart, and asked.

"Xiao... Grandpa Xiao, what's wrong with you?"

Xu was fixed by the old man, Jiuwu showed a little panicked for the first time in so many years, and before the old man could speak, Jiuwu had already looked away a little, turned to the side Wang Yue'er, and said cordially: "Your Grandpa Xiao, my Xiao Xiang, is just a recurrence of an old disease... Zhong Qi, quickly pass on the imperial doctor, and diagnose and treat Xiao Xiang."

Zhongqi, who was waiting not far away, heard the emperor's order, and hurriedly bowed down and retreated...

"Grandpa Xiao, hold on a little longer, Uncle Huang has already ordered someone to ask for a doctor..." Wang Yue'er saw Zhongqi leaving, a hanging heart finally fell, and she was still distressed that the pair of monarchs and ministers were so-for-tat, how should she round the field, fortunately, the emperor finally couldn't bear it, and opened his mouth to call the imperial doctor.

But before the words fell, he felt that the old man in his hand had already stood up straight, and with a doting tone, he spoke to himself: "Yue'er... You go first, go outside the imperial city, go to your two uncles, Zhang and Wu, and go back to the house first..."

"How can this be done! Grandpa Xiao's old disease, I want to guard you here!" Wang Yue'er didn't want to leave and wanted to stay by Xiao Xiang's side.

"Lord Minyue, Xiao Xiang's words are also my meaning, you don't want to be temperamental, go, when the imperial doctor finishes Xiao Xiang's diagnosis and treatment, I will send someone to send Xiao Xiang back to his home." The saint rarely agreed with what the old man said, and spoke softly to Wang Yue'er, but it was not like the old man's doting tone, but with an unquestionable ninety-five life.

Although she is in Weizhou on weekdays, relying on Wang Tian and Xiao Xiang's favor, and Zhang, Wu and others are cherished by a group of border generals, Wang Yueer has always been not afraid of heaven and earth, but in recent days, she can't allow her to refuse again, knowing that staying by Grandpa Xiao's side at this moment will only displease the saint.

After thinking for a while, Wang Yue'er stared at the old man who had finally straightened up, took a few steps back, withdrew his gaze uneasily, turned to the Son of Heaven, bowed slightly, and retreated towards the outside of the imperial city step by step.

Not long after entering the Yongdao, the palace gate of the imperial city had slowly closed with the sound of rubbing the snow, and the old but upright figure gradually narrowed as the crack in the door gradually narrowed, and finally disappeared from sight with the sound of the huge closing.

"No, grandpa once said that grandpa Xiao must not be allowed to face the saint alone, you need to think of a way..." The girl turned around for a moment, her mind was already spinning rapidly, and she said to herself.

Her eyes were like spinning thoughts, constantly sweeping out of the corridor, and Wang Yue'er's clear eyes reflected a person's posture standing still, as calm as a lake, and her eyes were neutral and rippling.

"There it is!"

As soon as the words came out, the girl's figure did not stop, and she walked away quickly, leaving only the closed gate of the imperial city in the darkness behind her.

In the palace gate, the old man had stopped coughing violently, straightened his waist, and his face was sickly ruddy, but his eyes were fixed, looking at Jiuwu who had turned to look at the sky.

"Okay, there is no one else here, isn't it precisely for this reason that you support the county lord of Minyue, if you want to ask me, just ask." Xu felt the old man's gaze, Jiuwu was still staring at the twinkling stars in the night sky, and he opened his mouth.

The old man glanced at him when he heard this, looked at his slightly white frost sideburns, couldn't help but be in a trance, and muttered: "In the palace back then, there were many talents, the king, the second general, and the seven sons of Qi Yun, all of whom were handsome and talented, two princes, one question, one article and one martial arts, and also the world's talents, brothers, friends, brothers, brothers, fathers and sons, a prosperous scene... The old man also boasts that he can calculate all the things in the world, but he can't count the battle of winning the river, how did you retreat from the enemy, and how did you make the Southern Tang Dynasty willing to row the river with you and rule..."

Seeing the old man's reminiscence, the saint looked up to the sky and smiled, and said with a little guard in his eyes: "Hahaha, I didn't expect that there are still things in this world that the unequaled national warriors can't count... It's rare to be starry tonight, how about Xiao Xiang and I go on a night trip to enjoy the stars?"

"Your Majesty is rare to be Yaxing, and the old minister should sacrifice his life to accompany him!" The old man also saw that the vigilance in Jiuwu's eyes had disappeared a little, and his eyes shone slightly, and he immediately opened his mouth to answer.

When the saint heard this, he turned around, and Xiao Xiang also followed, and the golden armor soldiers who were a hundred steps away saw this, and they also wanted to protect each other, but they were stopped by the saint who was moving forward, and the generals looked at each other, and did not dare to disobey the emperor's order, so they had to stand in place and no longer follow.

The stars are dotted, like falling stars, rolling up layers of waves,

The moonlight is slender, hiding the murderous intention, cutting through the surging undercurrent.

Under the night, the master and apprentice have already changed their forward and heel postures, and the relaxed atmosphere of the year has long been dark and turbulent.

"I know why he came, but I also want to ask him, I don't know if he can answer truthfully." The saint never looked back, stopped and spoke lightly.

"If the saint asks, the minister will naturally come truthfully." The old man behind him did not lose his vigilance because of the soothing tone in front of him.

"If back then, it was I who went north to resist the Jin Dynasty, and the imperial brother went south to fight the Tang Dynasty... In the end, it was the death of Zhao Du, and the imperial brother took the world, will Mr. be as he is now, and cling to the events of the past?" When the saint spoke again, he had already turned around, his eyes were calm, and he met the old man's eyes, and there was no red light in his eyes, only majestic and clear.

The old man saw it clearly, his eyes flashed with doubt, and then he stroked his beard and replied in a deep voice: "The change of dynasty is also the desire of the people, whether he goes north or the saint goes south, it is determined by heaven's will, and the minister does not dare to say anything."

"But you are a national warrior, a peerless national soldier, and you can be counted as the whole world, otherwise why do you live alone in the mountains, refuse the invitation of several princes, and wait until your father invites you to go out of the mountain? Isn't it also accurate that the father is the chosen one, and he can give you a lifetime of glory!" The saint opened his mouth, changing his previous moody look, and when he spoke, he was full of anger.

Looking at his expression at this time, the vigilance in the old man's eyes had been replaced by a deep sadness, and he did not answer the slightly crazy emperor, but asked calmly: "Won the battle of the river back then..."

Before the words fell, the slight anger on the saint suddenly disappeared, and he returned to calm, and opened his mouth to tell the truth about the past.

"At the behest of my father, I sent out King Jiang Linqin to protect Li Min, and the emperor's brother led the elite cavalry to the north, while I led Tianyunwei to the south and went to the Yingjiang River to reach the Southern Tang Dynasty."

"I led an army of 50,000 all the way south, and when I arrived in Luzhou, I found out that the 130,000 army of the Southern Tang Dynasty had already crossed the Yingjiang River and would arrive at the city of Luzhou in a few days.

When the old man heard Jiuwu talk about the strength of the troops back then, his eyes showed a little brilliance, as if he had returned to the time when he fought the world with King Qiyun, and took over the words of the saint: "The soldiers are fast and fast, if they can't intercept the Southern Tang Dynasty sailors when they cross the water, they will definitely fall into passivity."

The saint seemed to be trapped in the memories of the year, and said eloquently: "Yes, the enemy is outnumbered, and the 130,000 army is about to reach the city of Luzhou, I dare not be careless, so I ordered to march at full speed, and finally rushed to the city of Luzhou when the army of the Southern Tang Dynasty was 100 miles away from Luzhou."

"Inside Luzhou City

, it has already been a mess, Zhao Jun is deaf, the people are not happy, Luzhou Taishou has already abandoned the city with his family and fled, leaving me with not so much the people of the city, but an empty city."

Looking up at the sky, looking at the rotation of the stars, the saint's eyes were slightly fixed, and he glanced at the old man with solemn eyes, and continued: "After entering the city, there are no stones and trees, I and Fan... After he deliberated, he gave up the idea of defending the city and decided to take the initiative to attack."

The old man's eyes flashed, and he didn't know whether to praise the emperor's courage to take the initiative to attack, or praise him for obeying his nine-victory strategy in the Qiyun Palace: "The soldiers of the Southern Tang Dynasty are good at water warfare, but they are lacking in land warfare.

"Yes, I remember the gentleman's strategy back then, and the soldiers were divided into two ways..." The saint seems to dream back to the battle, not so much talking about the old man, but reminiscing...

Qi Yun's main general Zhou Min and the second son Qi Shao, under the city of Luzhou, were arguing fiercely, so that the Qi Yun soldiers who were waiting for the big battle were in the clouds, and they didn't know what was going on.

"His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, when the old man sent out the army, he promised King Yun that he would never let the Prince of the World take risks, this matter of luring the enemy, or let a certain lead the troops, the Prince of the World led the light cavalry to ambush, as long as the Tang army entered the valley, it could be blocked before and after, and when the Prince of the World led the light cavalry to attack and disturb, then a battle could be decided." Zhou Min stroked his beautiful hair and repeatedly dissuaded the second son who wanted to lead troops to lure the enemy.

Qi Shao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "General Zhou and General Wang, are the two generals under my father's command, who have been fighting in the south and north with my father for many years, and they are also the main generals this time, how can they move without permission, my father once said, in the anti-Qi Yun army, whether they are prominent or not, they are all soldiers under the command of the main general, how can I let the main general lead the troops to lure the enemy, General Zhou must not fight again, so decided, I will lead the army to lure the enemy, and General Zhou will lead the cavalry to intercept the enemy."

Zhou Min fought for the first life, looked at this prince who studied under Xiao Jishen, his eyes were full of relief, and he secretly said in his heart: "If it weren't for King Yun, his two sons are both outstanding people, with the wisdom of the second son, and he is willing to share the same fate with the soldiers, in the future..."

After a little meditation, Zhou Min immediately spoke: "Well, since His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is sincere in his meritorious service, Zhou is naturally an adult, but the Prince of the World must keep in mind that the enemy is outnumbered, and when the enemy is lured, and it is not allowed to go deep, if it is surrounded, when you want to retreat, it will be too late."

After telling this, Zhou Min didn't seem to be at ease, and said again: "His Royal Highness, Tang Zaixing, the commander of the Tang Army, is not only proficient in the art of war, but also a master of martial arts.

Turning his head to look at the setting sun, Qi Shao shook off the cloak behind him, hugged his fists and saluted, "Qi Shao obeys the general's order!"