v (There is a mistake in the previous article, Xiahou is not the general of the Zhenguo, but the general of the Zhenjun.) I'll report it here, and then I'll fix it right away. Chapter 3 Before 6 o'clock)

The morning light changed from faint to bright, and General Xiahou walked towards the eastern front line with an expressionless face, Gu Xi and a team of personal guards followed him silently. The light of the rising sun shone on his armor, emitting a faint white sheen, and it looked like a mighty god standing in the midst of the holy radiance.

Walking into the tent of the temporary Chinese military camp, after listening to the subordinate general's report on the results of the left forward cavalry breaking into the Yan realm in the morning, Xiahou was silent for a long time, raised his head and said, "Behead three hundred Yan prisoners as punishment." ”

At this time, there was no third person in the tent except him and Gu Xi. Gu Xi looked at him and stopped talking, and admonished: "The previous general decided to conceal the assassination, and only sent a secret letter to His Majesty. If the prisoners are killed in the battle, I am afraid that it will be difficult to hide this matter, not to mention that those Yan people will definitely take the initiative to publicize this matter. ”

Xiahou said indifferently: "The entry of the Yan army harmed the old and weak people of my Tang Dynasty, burned the villages of my Tang people, and killed him 300 prisoners of war. ”

Gu Xi was silent for a moment and said, "Then it is ominous to kill prisoners, Your Majesty...... Nor will I like it. ”

Xiahou took off his helmet and put it aside, quietly looked at this loyal subordinate who had accompanied him for more than 20 years, and said: "You should know very well that Your Majesty has never liked me very much, and I am still alive because I have established immortal feats for the empire. My Tang Dynasty has always had clear rewards and punishments, as long as I can continue to make contributions, and the princes of the court and the central government can't grasp my handle, His Majesty will not move me lightly, so it doesn't matter whether His Majesty likes the general or not. Besides, if Your Majesty likes me too much, I really don't know how to deal with myself. ”

This paragraph, especially the last sentence, concealed some meanings that only the two of them could understand, and Gu Xi was about to say something after a moment of silence, when a horizontal line embroidered with gold thread somewhere on the cuffs suddenly lit up.

"Go ahead. Xiahou said.

Gu Xi bowed silently, and then withdrew from the camp.

The tent was empty, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on Xiahou's face, and he said softly: "How lucky is this general, to meet such a lenient monarch as His Majesty, otherwise I really don't know how many times I will die, the gentleman can be bullied, but can I be benevolent to His Majesty? It's just that the king cares about the old feelings, and the feelings that no one knows, so I can live for so many more years." ”

After a while, Gu Xi lifted the tent curtain and walked back, holding a secret letter painted with fire paint in his hand, walked up to Xiahou and said softly: "The military department has sent a message, there has been some unpeace in Chang'an City these days, I heard that there was a murder case in Nancheng, and it even alarmed the Yulin Army.

Xiahou said lightly mocking: "The princes of the court bullied His Majesty and were lenient, and even the subordinates of the general dared to kill, and he suffered such a big loss at the hands of Chao Xiaoshu a few days ago, haven't you learned to be honest in front of Your Majesty?"

"It really has nothing to do with the princes of the DPRK and China. Gu Xi shook his head and replied: "The Nancheng Nage murder case killed a master of the Cave Xuan Realm, and that person used to be a former military official, so he caused these troubles. ”

Xia Hou's eyes gradually condensed, squinted at him, and said, "Go on." ”

"I don't know if you still remember this person, general, his name is Yan Suqing, and he used to be a clerical appraiser in the military department, but few people know that he is a great sword master......"

Speaking of this, Gu Xi glanced at the general with deep meaning, and continued: "This person should have been enlightened and learned swordsmanship in the Xiling Haotian Temple, and after being expelled from the military headquarters because of the events of that year, he has been living a peaceful and stable life with a certain tea merchant in Chang'an City, but he didn't expect to die in the end. ”

The atmosphere inside the tent gradually became solemn and condensed, and the candle flame in the corner flickered uneasily. After being quiet for a long time, General Xiahou asked indifferently, "Thirteenth year of the Apocalypse...... How many are these?"

Gu Xi replied softly: "Yushi Zhang Yiqi crashed and died, Chen Zixian, a former Xuanwei general, died in Dongcheng, plus Yan Suqing, who had his head cut off, has died the third this year." ”

The folk customs of the Tang Dynasty are simple and ruthless, Chang'an City has a large population, although the public security is excellent, but if you want to say unnatural deaths, I am afraid that there are one or two cases every day, and the third one mentioned by the two people in the account at this time naturally does not refer to the number of unnatural deaths in the thirteenth year of the Apocalypse, but refers to the deaths related to those past events.

"If it weren't for the fact that the queen mother stopped holding a birthday banquet this year and allocated a pen of spare money to the military department, the military department would not have thought of visiting veterans to distribute cloth and condolences, and would not have found that Chen Zixian, who no one remembered for a long time, had died violently. ”

Gu Xi looked at Xiahou and said softly: "Now Yan Suqing has also been cut off by someone, and the techniques are extremely similar, if you can determine the so-called accident of Yushi Zhang Yiqi...... It's also a killing game, so you can find the truth of the matter. ”

"Not everything has a truth. General Xiahou said indifferently: "The damned people in those two cases back then are all dead, who will remember these things?"

Gu Xi responded: "When the fisherman spills the fishing net, he always thinks that he can catch it all, but in fact, every time the fishing net comes out of the water, he can always find a few fish that have slipped through the net, and in my notes, there are at least eleven people alive in General Xuanwei's mansion." ”

General Xiahou slowly closed his eyes and said: "Those who can survive are some short-term laborers, Tang Law cannot be killed, and all the maidservants who have a body deed are all dead, I don't believe that those short-term laborers who have nothing to do with the master's family dare to have hatred for the court, and they have endured it for many years and still want revenge." ”

"I still have to look it up. Gu Xi said worriedly: "At least as I said before, I should send someone to see if there is anything strange about the death of Yushi Zhang Yiqi." My subordinates don't believe that there are still bitter masters left in those two cases, but I am worried that this series of killings is a nobleman in the palace who took advantage of this life to establish his authority. ”

Xiahou responded indifferently: "The princes are still young, and the fourth princess is just a yellow-haired girl, if His Majesty wants to bypass the law and clean me up, ten years ago, he would have sent someone to directly cut off my head, why use these insignificant means." ”

"But there is another noble man in the palace. Gu Xi glanced at his face and said cautiously.

Sure enough, hearing this, General Xiahou's face suddenly turned cold, and he stared at him coldly and said: "Twenty years ago, when you swore a poisonous oath to follow me, you warned you, as long as I am alive, as long as I still have a breath, you can't mention that noble person in front of anyone, could it be that you have forgotten?"

Gu Xi buried his head deeply, sincerely pleaded guilty, but a very tired and helpless sigh surged in the depths of his heart, thinking to himself, General, you don't want the world to know the relationship with that nobleman, that nobleman is only afraid and doesn't want the world to know, but the way you choose is to stay away from Chang'an and be silent, but who can be sure that the noble man will not use some more extreme and ruthless methods......?

Xia Hou looked at the subordinates in front of him, thinking about the loyalty of the other party over the years, thinking that the other party had been ferrying both sides of the turbulent river with himself all these years, his face was a little pale, and he said in a deep voice: "But what you said is right, the things in Chang'an City must be investigated, and a reciter must be sent back." ”

After a pause, he added expressionlessly: "Warning the officer, even if you find out anything, it is strictly forbidden to act on your own, all the evidence is presented to the military department and Chang'an Mansion, and the investigation is a matter for the imperial court after all." ”

Gu Xi took the order and left.

The tent was empty, Xia Hou took off the heavy armor on his body, and then sat on the couch, silently looking at the faint candle flame that was about to be swallowed by the light of the sky outside the tent, motionless like a statue.

His face was a little pale, and a thunderclap directly shocked the two cultivators to death before, the picture was so powerful and powerful, but no one knew that his body still had some damage after all.

As the pinnacle of martial arts in the world, the strength of his combat power is unparalleled, as long as he moves, he has a strong heaven and earth vitality condensed on the surface of his body inside and outside, his mind power cannot be injured, and the flying sword cannot be broken, in fact, to kill the two cultivation assassins from the Yan Kingdom, he can choose a simpler and undamaged way to deal with it.

But he is known as the violent and cold-blooded tyrannical general Xiahou, there are too many powerful enemies in the world, he has to maintain his invincible image in front of enemies and subordinates, so he must choose the most arrogant and powerful means of response, and even do not hesitate to hurt his body and mind for this.

If you don't want to be annoyed to meet the endless assassinations, you need to show thunder means to forcibly crush the battle of most of the enemies**, which is probably the helplessness of many peerless powerhouses.

The curtain was lifted, and a small servant walked in with a bowl of carefully prepared bird's nest golden jujube porridge.

General Xiahou indifferently took the porridge bowl and drank it all, waving his hand to signal the little servant to leave.

He knew that the princes in Chang'an City who were jealous and envious of him had been secretly saying that General Xiahou liked the handsome little man and had a different interest in the bed, and he was indifferent to this rumor, and he was not angry at all, because whether it was His Majesty or those places he was really afraid of, he was very clear about one fact: since he killed the concubine he loved the most, he had never been close to a woman, and he would not use any maid to serve closely.

When he killed the concubine, it was when the imperial history attacked like a tide and the status of the general was in turmoil, and those who thought they knew the inside story thought that he was using an excuse to spy on the military plane and kill his favorite concubine by cruel means, in order to deter a certain great eunuch who was ordered to go to the military camp for questioning.

However, only Xiahou himself knew that the great eunuch who came to interrogate at that time had nothing to do with the recitals of the imperial historians in the court, and the things he was afraid of had nothing to do with those imperial histories who were powerless.

It was summer, the nights were short, the days were long, and the luster spread by Haotian was not only warm but also blazing. The stern interrogation letter from the Xiling Divine Kingdom was directly delivered to the Chang'an Imperial Palace, and even that unknowable place expressed Yan Zhan's concern, and in the vast sleeping mountain not far from the military camp, countless sword lights could be faintly seen.

"Shuang'er, you shouldn't have danced that Heavenly Demon Dance that day. ”

Xia Hou stared at the porridge water that was gradually frozen between his fingers, thinking that if it was still back then, the gentle woman he loved the most would definitely find out at the first time, and then smiled and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe it off for himself, couldn't help but shook his head, and repeated expressionlessly: "You really shouldn't dance that dance, although you ...... when you danced and danced It's really beautiful.

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