Chapter Seventy-One: Roll Cold
The six rates of the prince can be subdivided into the left and right guard rates, the left and right Siyu rates, the left and right clearing rates, each leading five prefectures, and each province has 1,000 people.
A total of 30,000 people.
There were only 300 people who followed Li Xianyi to the Venerable Master's world on this trip, although they were not many, but they were all well-deserved elites among the six rates.
Ordinary discipline such as an order and prohibition is the foundation of the foundation.
And the one who was originally guarding the door with the people who listened to the snow building was General Zuo Wei, who was also the twenty-third strongest man on the grass yellow paper, Ying Zi'an.
This person is good at using spears like Drunken Chunfeng, and he has been following the prince's side for personal protection since he broke through the realm and traveled to the wilderness, so he can be described as a henchman among his henchmen, and naturally he is also the most trustworthy person, so Li Xianyi handed him the piece of jade paper.
After taking the jade paper, Ying Zi'an walked out directly, naturally he couldn't hear the faint sound of flowers and bridges that sounded after a while.
But fortunately, it had begun to rain in the sky at this time, and perhaps in order to announce the arrival of autumn, the rain fell very often on this day.
The Chang'an pro-army wore the Ming Yellow Armor, and so did the prince's six rates.
Ying Zi'an walked in the streets, the night dyed the golden armor into pitch black, and the jade paper in his hand flickered slightly in the night like fireflies, even if the rain washed it, it had no effect.
The sound of the rubbing of the armor on his body between the steps was crisp and pleasant.
Ying Zi'an raised one hand and put it on the green brick on one side, and slowly slid his two fingers forward along the wall of different shades, letting the rain fall on his face.
It's cold.
It's a pleasant feeling.
It is also a rare comfort in the past few years.
Since His Majesty's retreat, the responsibility of supervising the country has fallen on the prince, the prince is worthy of being the prince, governing the country is like cooking a small fresh, if there is no-for-tat confrontation between the queen and the prince, I am afraid that the national strength of the Tang State will become stronger and stronger.
When the news of the Xiaonanqiao Incident reached Kyoto a few months ago, even though Ying Zi'an was going to lead the army to support, how could he send troops to be suppressed by the Taiwei.
Since then, he has vowed that in this life, he must be for Tang Guoqing's internal troubles and punish him as little as possible.
The jade paper shone with a slight glow, and the text on it was clearly visible.
Li Xianyi did not conceal Ying Zi'an's intentions, and there was no need to conceal this matter.
Since Li Xiu broke the death of Xiaonanqiao, Ying Zi'an has a very complicated impression of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who has only met once in the Curtain Forest Garden.
Murong Yingjie just sent an invitation, but it brought a death
Bureau.
He could naturally see the catty in it.
Originally, I was worried that the queen and the princess would cooperate with those thieves, but now with the will of His Royal Highness the Prince, the internal troubles are safe.
The national teacher must still be in the East Palace and has not yet left, since His Majesty announced that the crown prince will supervise the country, the life of the national teacher in the East Palace has been much longer than in the National Teacher's Mansion.
Before this edict was issued, it was still necessary to show the national teacher.
If you want to get wet in the rain slowly, and you want to hand over the will quickly, you can only take a shortcut.
This road is the same road as when a few people came, and the alley under your feet is also the alley when you came.
The road ends at the end, and then turns and walks a little further to enter the wide street, which is not far from the East Palace.
The alleys are very long, and Ying Zi'an walks very slowly, but the road will always end.
He stood on the side of the alley, but instead of moving on, he stood there, stuffed the slightly shiny jade paper into his arms, and then a spear appeared from the ring and was held in the palm of his hand.
There was a man standing around the corner.
A woman.
A woman dressed in purple.
His shoulders were draped, and his long hair was drenched by the rain.
That face didn't really look at it in the night.
Ying Zi'an's face was expressionless, and the spear was raised and pointed at the woman from afar.
"Give way. ”
People in the military don't like to talk nonsense the most, and they don't like to say superfluous things.
You're in my way, so get out of the way.
That's it, it's the most simple and straightforward.
The woman didn't move, and the rain that fell in the dark night was like a cloth of water between the two.
"Zi'an, long time no see. ”
The woman spoke, although it was a cool night in the autumn rain, but the charm revealed in the voice was not diminished at all, but a simple sentence seemed to fill people's hearts like strings.
Two people know each other.
This is an acquaintance.
"Get out of the way, or die. ”
Acquaintances naturally have to reminisce when they meet, and then recall the past and talk about the future, these are redundant and useless nonsense.
Since it's nonsense, there's no need to say more.
Give way, or die.
It's a good choice.
"The temples and rivers and lakes are determined to destroy Changlin this time, which is different from the past, this is a real dead end. ”
The woman continued to speak, sound
There is a lot less charm in the sound, and there is seriousness and urgency.
Ying Zi'an didn't speak, and there was only perseverance in his eyes.
He walked forward with his gun, and if he didn't get out of the way, it would kill someone.
Seeing that he was unmoved, the woman in purple let out a sneer and sneered: "One day is Changlin, and all life is Changlin, don't think that the prince will value you now, once your Changlin identity is exposed, do you think Datang will spare you?"
As soon as the words fell, the black gun shadow struck, and the purple-clothed woman's face changed and she retreated to the side.
Ying Zi'an withdrew his spear and passed by him.
The night rain fell between the two, wetting their shoulders and robbing.
Ying Zi'an continued to walk forward, and the woman in purple stood alone in the deep alley, her face changed several times, and finally smiled a little dejectedly.
"Zi'an, isn't it good to be a Changlin?"
Her voice was low, and she was drowned out by the rain as soon as she exited.
But Ying Zi'an's footsteps stopped, he withdrew the spear into the ring, and then looked back at the woman in purple, her cold face changed slightly.
"I grew up in Changlin since I was a child, but I am a Tang person, and I have never dared to forget this. ”
His voice was a little hoarse, and the alley behind him was narrow and long, and the long street in front of him was wide.
He took a step forward.
Out of the darkness and into the light, everything in the past of the two seems to be completely separated with this step.
Ying Zi'an didn't walk fast, but the street was not long, and it disappeared in front of the rain in an instant.
The woman in purple stood fixedly in the deep alley in the wind and rain, looking at his disappearing figure a little blankly, and after a long time, her eyes fell on the street not far in front of her.
It was just a very ordinary street, but at this moment it was given a completely different meaning by the two of them.
"I never hated you for going to the light, I only hated you for forgetting to take me with you when you walked into the light. ”
The woman in purple leaned her back against the blue bricks, her body slid down slightly, and the robe on her body seemed to have lost its brilliance.
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PS: Three more failed again.,Don't be discouraged by defeat.,Try again tomorrow.,By the way, I'm more satisfied with this chapter.,As for why I'm not very satisfied, it's because I should be able to write better.,But it's very sleepy.,It's inevitable to be in a hurry.,It's a pity.