Ning Que met Xiahou for the first time on the shore of Hulan Sea last year, and then had a close meeting in Tuyang City, at that time, Xiahou, although he failed to compete for the Tianshu Ming scroll and was forced to reach an agreement with the academy to dismiss his armor and return to old age, but his demeanor was still calm and confident, and even had a domineering spirit that was hidden but not revealed.

However, today's Xiahou has obviously become a little older, although he is wearing a brand new armor, although his eyebrows and eyes are still cold and indifferent, and his body is still as tall as a mountain, Ning Que can faintly smell that from the general's body there is a musty smell of damp firewood after many years.

The news that Xiahou was continuously assassinated by the powerhouses of the Demon Sect in the wasteland, although it was strictly kept secret by the Tang Army, it still gradually spread, and naturally reached Ning Que's ears.

"The Demon Sect's methods of cleaning up traitors are even more direct and powerful than imagined. ”

Ning Que looked at the back of Xiahou who was covered by the sea of people in the distance, and thought to himself that if the armor on Xiahou's body was really cut by the giant knife in Tang's hand, his originally extremely pitiful hope of success might be lucky to have one more point.

Xiahou is an imperial general, with a glorious title, not a person like Zhang Yiqi Yushi or Huang Xing, who can be assassinated at will, the most critical problem is that the aging Xiahou is still so powerful, Ning Que wants to assassinate successfully, and it is basically impossible to leave any evidence.

The imperial court and the academy tacitly allowed the resumption of the marquis to return to old age calmly, Xiling didn't know what to think, in short, Ning Que now, it seems that there are countless background backers behind him, in front of Xiahou, these background backers will not contribute at all, so in this case, how can he kill Xiahou?

In the days when the spring of the fifteenth year of the Tang Dynasty Apocalypse went to the summer solstice and autumn back, a plan gradually took shape in Ning Que's heart, but every time he thought of this plan, even he felt a little ridiculous, because no matter how you look at it, there is no possibility of success, if you let others know the true content of his plan, such as Li Yu, such as Ye Hongyu, such as Chen Pipi, they will feel that there must be something wrong with his brain.

In the whole world, probably only the two guys, Second Senior Brother and Chao Xiaoshu, will agree.

Sang Sang held his chin, looked at the crowd below the teahouse, suddenly turned his head, looked at Ning Que, his little face was full of worry, and said, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Ning Que said: "I've been waiting for fifteen years, and I feel that my patience is already very good. ”

Sang Sang said very seriously: "When he is older, we will be stronger, and when he returns to the countryside for a few years, isn't it more certain to do it at that time?"

From childhood to adulthood, Ning Que didn't want Sang Sang to think about those things that were too bloody and cruel, but this doesn't mean that he didn't teach her, in fact, whether it was in Minshan or on the grassland outside Weicheng, he kept instilling a certain concept to the little maid, no matter whether the enemy is always weak or women and children, as long as he can defeat the other party, no matter how shameless means can be used, no matter how sad the feelings are, he must endure it, and he must endure it until he is most sure before making a move, and if he makes a move, he will let the other party die.

Ning Que smiled and said, "If you don't kill again, Xiahou will really be old." ”

Sang Sang was puzzled and asked, "Isn't that bad?"

Ning Que said: "When he is older...... It's more certain to kill him, but I'm worried about what if he dies of illness, what if he really dies of old age?"

Sang Sang couldn't understand, thinking to himself what was the problem if Xiahou died of old age and illness like this?

"Isn't that bad?" she asked.

Ning Ying nodded and said, "Very bad." ”

Sang Sang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked, "Why?"

"Because Xiahou is not my enemy. ”

After a pause, Ning Que continued to say calmly: "He is my enemy. ”

At this moment, the shopkeeper of the teahouse and his men returned to the building, excitedly discussing the procession they had seen on the side of the street before, and admiring the might of General Xiahou.

Ning Que quietly listened to the discussion in the teahouse and shook his head.

"The enemy can die in a natural disaster** tsunami river collapse, as long as he no longer stops in front of us, blocks our way forward, and destroys our affairs, it doesn't matter if he chokes on eating, goes to the toilet, and stinks to death. ”

"But the enemy is different. ”

"Revenge, if it drags on for too long and too long, will often gradually evolve into another flavor, more important than to let the other party die and pay the price for the story of the year, as if to kill the other party and make himself forget the story of the year, so as to get real relief. ”

He looked at Sang Sang and said, "But whether it is to make the enemy pay the price or to free oneself, after all, it is inseparable from the most critical link, that is, to kill the enemy."

And he must die at the hands of the avengers, he can't die by himself, he can't be killed by God, he can't sleep in bed. ”

Ning Que thought of the rainy Dongcheng of Chang'an that year, thought of the old blacksmith in the blacksmith shop, and thought of the pale hair that was wet by the rain at that time, and his expression was slightly confused.

"He can't even be old, he can't be sick, he can't be haggard, it's better to be at the peak of life, only in this way can he bring enough pleasure to the Avenger, and this is the point of revenge. ”

"Xiahou is already old. ”

Ning Que was very strict and seriously repeated what he had said before.

"If you don't kill him, he'll be really old. ”

When General Xiahou returned to Chang'an City, he first entered the palace to meet His Majesty, and then accepted the title of reward from His Majesty at the court meeting, and accepted the respect and greetings of the courtiers.

After the court meeting, he politely refused the invitation of several court ministers, took his relatives to the military department to hand over military affairs, and stayed in the small building next to the Vermilion Bird Avenue in the meadow and green forest, and it is said that he had a long conversation with General Xu Shi, the leader of the Tang Dynasty military.

As the twilight receded and the night enveloped Chang'an, Xiahou left the military headquarters, and his soldiers rode horses and carried torches to escort him to the solemn and luxurious prince's mansion in Beicheng.

The prince's mansion was brightly lit at night, and after an ordinary but old friendship royal family banquet, His Royal Highness Li Peiyan, the prince of the Tang Dynasty, took him to the study.

On the jet-black bookcase, there are several files, the handwriting on the files is thick and light, obviously not written in a time period, there are some names written on them, and very detailed notes are written in small block letters next to the names.

Zhang Yiqi, Chen Zixian, Yan Suqing, Lin Ling, Gu Xi, Huang Xing, Yu Shuizhu......

These names are noble or low, or official or civilian or military, but they all have two common characteristics, first of all, these people were once members of the Tang military, and secondly, these people are dead.

Li Peiyan looked at the names on the file, and said indifferently after being silent for a long time: "These people are all dead, so it means that some people who should have died a long time ago are still alive." ”

Xia Hou looked at a certain name on the file, and said expressionlessly: "This person has not participated. ”

"He was involved in the Yan Realm. ”

Li Peiyan sighed, pushed aside the files on the bookcase, looked at Xiahou worriedly and said: "Although there is no evidence, these names and the stories hidden behind the names can prove that our worries are right, and there are really people in the Xuanwei General's Mansion who are still alive back then." ”

Listening to the name Lin Guangyuan, Xiahou's two eyebrows like thin wires slowly frowned.

Of course, he remembered who Lin Guangyuan was.

More than ten years ago, the Tang military had a general Xuanwei who was known for his bravery, and the general's name was Lin Guangyuan.

In the first year of the Tang Dynasty, Xiahou destroyed Lin Guangyuan.

It's not because he doesn't like people to compare himself to this general, although he is known for his domineering and violent nature, he also doesn't have the interests and hobbies that are full of people at every turn.

Xia Hou narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression was a little complicated.

It's not because he has any guilt about that General Xuanwei in his heart, he has killed too many people in his life, and has done even more cruel and cold-blooded things, what is it to behead a general.

It's just that the name Lin Guangyuan was mentioned in the prince's palace, which reminded him of a lot of past things.

More than ten years ago, the queen died of illness, and the surnames of Qinghe County were ready to move, and His Majesty took the trouble to take the concubine called Summer to travel south to Daze, and looked at the disaster.

Xiahou took His Majesty's secret message, took thousands of iron horses, secretly returned to Chang'an from Tuyang City, and sat in the rear for His Majesty, and His Royal Highness Prince Fu temporarily watched the affairs of the court.

He received another secret letter from the Xiling Temple.

Facing the secret of the Xiling Temple, he was at the peak of his life, and he wanted to continue to enjoy the respect of the world, so he calmly accepted the other party's request.

There was a bloody storm in Chang'an City, and General Xuanwei's Mansion was full of punishments.

Xiahou knew that if he did this, he would anger the emperor who was touring Daze, but he believed that with his own merits, no matter how angry His Majesty was, it would be impossible for him to do it to himself without evidence, and he vaguely hoped that when His Majesty was angry, he would not canonize the concubine named Xia as the queen.

He didn't want his sister to become the star queen of Datang, because he knew that it was a very dangerous thing. However, he didn't expect that His Majesty would still let his sister become the queen mother.

Compared with these stories, how much blood and dust the stone lion in front of General Xuanwei's mansion was stained has never moved Xiahou, let alone made him sentimental.

In the study of the Prince's Palace.

Li Peiyan looked at Xiahou and said bitterly: "Lin Guangyuan still has blood circulating in the world, this matter is nothing, but if the general's son, who is determined to avenge him, has now become the personal disciple of the master and the thirteenth gentleman on the second floor of the academy, this matter will be troublesome." ”

Xiahou was silent for a moment and said, "What does Your Highness mean...... Ning Que is Lin Guangyuan's son?"

Li Peiyan sighed and said: "I don't want to admit that this is true, but there is no other explanation except for this." ”

"At that time, I personally supervised the case of Xuanwei's general's mansion, and there were very few people who could be exempted from punishment according to Tang law, and they were all temporary hires without deed documents, and it was impossible for them to slip through the net. ”

Xia Hou looked at the slightly flickering candle flame on the bookcase, and said expressionlessly: "Lin Guangyuan only has two sons, and the characteristics on his body are all recorded, and I have personally checked them. ”

Li Peiyan said: "Then this shows that someone has done something.

Xiahou said with an indifferent expression: "Even if Ning Que is Lin Guangyuan's son, what can he do?"

(To be continued)