Chapter 4 The Wind Rises

The old man looked at the silver ticket and dagger in front of him, and after being quiet for a long time, he spoke.

His voice suddenly became a little hoarse, all the anomalies on his body disappeared, and the whole person seemed very calm.

"Your Highness is right, whether it is public or private, the prince has never failed me. ”

He got up, reached out and touched the yellowed pillar on the side, with nostalgia and emotion on his face.

He smiled.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day? Fourteen years, in these fourteen years, I have even slept with a string, and the thirty years of following the prince are the proudest thirty years of my life. ”

But there are many things in this world in addition to right and wrong, such as guarding Xuzhou back then, such as guarding a teahouse with the woman in my heart, and now fourteen years have passed, and everything has happened back then, and now there is nothing left except for three feet of loess and half an inch of sand. ”

He faced Li Xiu, then bent his knees and knelt down.

"My Liu Qiyun's cheap life, where is it worth 100,000 taels of silver. ”

The old man kowtowed to him.

"To the 210,000 soldiers of the border army. ”

This is the number of border soldiers who died in the same battle with Li Laiyi that year.

His forehead hit the ground, and the bluestone cracked through the cracks, and his forehead was blue.

"To the millions of people in the frontier. ”

He kowtowed a second time, and the bluestone shattered, his forehead was bright red, and blood flowed down his face.

"To the king of Chenliu. ”

He then kowtowed a third time, and the bluestone turned into powder.

Li Xiu just looked at him, his face calm and indifferent.

Liu Qiyun stood up, wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and then reached out to pick up the dagger and put it across his neck.

Turned to face north.

It was the camp of the million-dollar border army of the Tang State.

His body stood straight, and two lines of hot tears rolled down his face.

The old man's voice was like thunder on dry land, rising from the ground.

"Liu Qiyun, a military captain under the command of the Beidi Border Army, returned to the mound. ”

The shouting fell, and I saw that his arm was strong, the dagger cut through his throat, and the whole person fell to the ground, in a pool of blood.

......

This scene is very heroic, and anyone who sees it will say that he is an iron-clad man.

But Old Qiao was silent, and Li Xiu's face was still cold.

No matter what today's performance is, Liu Qiyun's betrayal of the Northland border army is a fact, this is a sin, and it is a sin that must be atoned for.

Li Xiu poured the last bit of Biluochun in the pot into his mouth, and put the 100,000 taels of silver tickets on the table motionless.

He got up and pushed open the door and walked out of the teahouse, and met the shopkeeper who had returned from drinking.

Reaching out to remove the braised knife, he stood in the snow and took a big sip with his head up, the intense spicy making him cough loudly.

A touch of gloom flashed in Li Xiu's eyes, and he threw the wine jug on the ground, and most of the remaining braised knives were spilled on the ground, spreading far, far away.

The aroma of wine overflows, masking the smell of blood.

The shopkeeper looked at the backs of the two of them with an idiot-like expression, muttered a few words, and then pushed the door and walked in.

Then he let out a miserable scream, then covered his mouth, and quickly closed the door, he trembled, his face pale, and he forced his spirit to put the 100,000 taels of silver on the table into his sackcloth clothes.

He straightened his expression, suppressed his beating heart, staggered out of the door, and stood in the street shouting.

"Kill, kill!"

......

"Young master, don't come here in person for such a trivial matter in the future, just give an order, and the people in the building will naturally kill him. ”

The two of them continued to walk down the street, and it had only been two hours since he entered Chang'an.

By this time the snowflakes in the sky had disappeared, and there was still half an hour before nightfall, and there was still a lot of work to be done.

"That's different, there are many ways to kill people, but the best way is always to do it yourself, especially in this case. ”

Old Qiao bowed slightly, indicating that he understood.

"Prepare a gift and follow me to the academy. ”

"Generous gifts?"

"A chessboard, black and white. ”

Li Xiu said softly.

The academy is not in the city, but outside the city, in Meiling.

Ten miles south outside Chang'an City is Meiling, which is the most outstanding place in the entire Tang Kingdom.

Because there are Qingmei that never falls all year round, and there is Tang Academy.

In Chang'an, almost all young children will choose to go to the Tang Academy to practice, because there is the best teaching and training in the world, and there is the best environment in the world.

There are very few rules in the college, except that no nonsense is allowed.

Today's academy is not peaceful, because an incident happened in the morning, Li Xiu, the son of Li Laizhi, the son of the previous king of Chenliu, returned to Chang'an after disappearing for fourteen years.

And there is an intersection with Mr. Chen.

Many academy disciples gathered together to discuss with each other about Li Xiu, saying everything, but if you put all the various descriptions together, you will find one thing in common.

It's this person who is arrogant and rude, and can't see others in his eyes.

What happened at the gate of the city had already spread in the academy, and You Yiren personally spoke to him, so Li Xiu didn't even pay attention to it, such a person didn't seem to have any other advantages except for being good-looking.

You Yiren was the female disciple who followed Mr. Chen and asked loudly.

You must know that You Yiren has already cultivated to the peak of Chengyi at the age of seventeen, and such a talent can be regarded as the best in the academy.

Most of the people in today's academy are still in the early stage of Chengyi, and there are still a very small number of disciples who have just entered the initial realm.

And I heard that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World doesn't seem to be able to cultivate, and now he is only an ordinary person at the age of nineteen, and he hasn't even stepped into the threshold of the initial realm, let alone the Youyi people who have already reached the peak of their intentions.

The heat of one thing could not last long, just as the night was approaching, and everyone began to prepare for the evening class, a piece of news blew into the ears of the academy disciples like the wind blowing the grassland.

The arrogant prince Li Xiu came to the gate of the academy.

In the classroom, a bearded instructor holds a book in his hand and explains the meaning of the practice with his back to the students.

One student quietly stood up and stepped out the back door.

Then all the students got up and retreated through the back door.

They wanted to take a look, what did His Royal Highness the noble prince do when he came to the academy?

After a while, he put the thin book in his hand on the table, looked in the direction of the entrance of the academy, and sighed.

......

Everyone wants to enter the Tang Academy, but there is no one who can really be admitted, and the Tang Academy has an ironclad rule, if you want to enter the academy, you can't practice before the age of sixteen, and if you enter the academy after the age of sixteen, you can start practicing.

The allure of the academy is great, but there are also many people who dare not bet that it is a good thing to be selected after the age of sixteen.

If you don't make the selection, it means that you have wasted more than ten years of cultivation time.

Therefore, there are only more than 300 people in the academy now, and the realm is only the initial realm.

Dozens of people came to the gate of the academy, and the plum trees on both sides of the gate were so beautiful.

The later people couldn't figure out the situation, so they asked the first person to ask aloud.

The one who came first shook his head, his face full of confusion.

Because Li Xiu never said a word from beginning to end, he just sat there quietly, with a chessboard in front of him, and an old servant in a green shirt stood behind him.

The wind rose, the plum branches trembled all around, and thousands of plum blossoms floated up and sprinkled on the chessboard.