Chang'an City is the first male city in the world, not to mention how atmospheric the scenery and layout of the city are, and how lively the streets and alleys are. It is the city wall that stretches for more than 100 miles and is dozens of zhang high, as if it can't see the edge, it is worthy of the title of the world's first majesty, if you look at it from the root of the city, there is an overwhelming sense of oppression from the city wall, and then it is full of years and traces of war that make people daunting.

And somewhere on this awe-inspiring wall, there was a lonely person, a woman.

The sergeants patrolling around the city wall seemed to not see this woman, or they avoided this woman intentionally or unintentionally, even if they had to pass by her, they tried to pass as lightly as possible, and then after leaving that section of the city wall, they would breathe a sigh of relief with some fear, obviously extremely jealous of this woman.

A woman who can make people feel as fearful as a femme fatale can be either ugly or beautiful, and this woman is clearly the latter.

The woman is wearing a bright red palace dress, her face is slightly powdered, her eyebrows are a little red, and her facial features are extremely exquisite.

It's just a pity that this beautiful woman has a woman's hair in a bun, which will make most men who have the world in their hearts helplessly discouraged.

It's just that he couldn't stop the man who went straight to the woman at this time, in fact, of course he couldn't stop it, because this man was a woman's man - at least nominally, this man's name was Zhang Cambodia, and it was the famous Zhang Xiang of the Great Zhou.

"Waiting for someone?" Zhang Zhikhan finally walked behind the woman, looked at the woman's back in a trance, and finally couldn't help but ask after a while, his voice was extremely gentle, and he couldn't see his usual serious appearance at all.

The woman didn't answer, she didn't seem to hear Zhang Cambodia's question at all, she didn't even have an expression, she just stared at the distant sky quietly, and the scene quickly fell silent, which was quite embarrassing.

It's just that Zhang Cambodia didn't feel any embarrassment at all, because he was used to this situation, in fact, when he opened his mouth to ask without words, he already had a trace of regret in his heart, afraid that the woman would leave with her sleeves up.

Zhang Cambodia couldn't help but tug the corners of his mouth slightly when he thought of this, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, because the woman's name, just like this cold red palace dress, is called Red Whisk.

It's just that Zhang Cambodia immediately restrained his smile, and his hands in his sleeves moved slightly like an old farmer, as if he wanted to help the woman straighten out her somewhat disheveled hair that was blown by the wind, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally gave up, sighed a little helplessly, and said, "You can't wait for him!"

The woman's originally cold expression finally changed a little, and a complicated look in her eyes flashed, and then she turned her head to look at her nominal father-in-law, and said expressionlessly: "Do you want to die?"

This kind of answer is obviously very excessive, even if the women of Da Zhou have always been tough, but it is quite inappropriate to speak bluntly about life and death in front of their own father-in-law, if they are even punished by the cane according to the law, Zhang Cambodia, who has been prepared in his heart, is also quite unbearable in the face of such a cold question, the smile on his face stiffened slightly, and he was a little embarrassed to be silent.

Of course, this is the reason why Zhang Cambodia has a deep love for women in his heart, but at the same time, the reason why Zhang Cambodia is silent is that he knows very well that the woman's words are not angry, and he even thinks that if he dares to respond to the next sound, maybe the woman will kill him mercilessly. Zhang Cambodia thought of this, but there was a trace of uncontrollable waves in his heart, and a voice in the dark kept urging him to try it to see if the woman would really shoot mercilessly.

"It's not bad to die in her hands like this!" Once such a crazy idea was aroused, it was out of control, making Zhang Cambodia a little nervous, but in the end he was dissipated by a cold look from the woman, so reason gradually returned to his body, and Zhang Cambodia became Zhang Xiang again, returning to his usual serious appearance.

Zhang Xiang is afraid that his wife's matter is not a secret in Chang'an, and he is even quite talked about in the streets and alleys, and after a long time, I am afraid that the whole Da Zhou almost knows about it.

It's just that no one laughed at Zhang Xiang, of course, because it has almost become a fashion for Chang'an people to be afraid of their wives, in Zhang Xiang's words, "There is no man who is afraid of his wife, that is to love you, do you know you?", when people think so, even most Chang'an people are a little envious of Zhang Xiang.

In addition to the beauty of Mrs. Zhang's family, what makes people feel even more enviable is her identity, a very special identity.

The woman named "Red Whisk" was once the closest and most beloved sister of His Majesty Emperor Shengwu, and even now this favor is still undiminished, if it is said that His Majesty Emperor Shengwu is the most trusted person, she definitely has a place.

There are still a very few people who know that Hongfu is the owner of the "Qingyan Pavilion" in Yifang and One Pavilion, who holds the most mysterious and terrifying intelligence organization in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and is also the absolute henchman of Emperor Shengwu.

Therefore, if you count it carefully, it should actually be regarded as Zhang Xianggao, and the scholar Zhang Cambodia was reused after tying the knot with the red whisk, and he rose step by step until he became today's Zhang Xiang. This matter is also known to everyone, so in fact, there are many people chewing their tongues behind Zhang Xiang's back, but no one dares to mention it to his face.

Therefore, Zhang Xiang never doubted the authenticity of the woman's sentence "Do you want to die?", because she couldn't help but have the courage and ability.

"Exchanging a shadow son for 8,000 'Liuyu' troops, this deal is profitable no matter how you look at it, but it doesn't look like your style. Zhang Xiang said with some emotion.

Huaiyang is at least a hundred miles away from Chang'an City, but Zhang Xiang seems to know everything that happens in Huaiyang, and the woman who controls the entire Qingyan Pavilion is also a little surprised at this time, and glanced at the man as if he didn't have it.

It's just that the woman has long been accustomed to Zhang Xiang's various magical methods, so she only cares about the idea of not delving into it with just a slight movement in her heart. And perhaps it is only when these official affairs are mentioned that women will have the desire to talk to men, their eyes narrowed slightly, and they said with a sneer: "Don't say that it is eight thousand 'flowing feathers', if I don't want to, it will be the entire legion, how can it be compared to those children I have painstakingly cultivated, and they will die, so how can we talk about profit and loss?"

Zhang Xiang, who knew the woman's personality well, gave up this great opportunity to talk and fell into silence, just sighed slightly in his heart, looking into the distance uncertainly.

However, the woman was slightly stunned when she saw Zhang Xiang's appearance, and after thinking about it, her eyebrows were upside down, and she snorted softly: "Could it be that you have made any superfluous arrangements?"

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"Why do you have to do this?" Pei Wen sighed lightly, and held Xiao Er again, and at the same time his hand moved slightly, Xiao Er snorted at the same time, and his originally red face instantly turned pale, and he actually felt that the vitality from the penance in his body was instantly sucked away, and his body was empty, so he could only smile helplessly, and his body fell to the ground weakly.

It turned out that Pei Wen was a little unbearable in his heart just now, so he let go of the hand on Xiao Er's shoulder and wanted to admonish him, but he didn't expect that at this moment, Xiao Er didn't know what secret method he used, and his whole body was bruised in an instant, and his face was flushed.

It's a pity that the gap in the realm is insurmountable after all, even if Pei Wen is very weak at this time, Xiao Er's uprising was still stopped by Pei Wen in time, and he was temporarily abolished by Pei Wen by some unknown means.

Although Xiao Er didn't succeed in the end, he still frightened everyone in the inn, and Li Si gasped a little frightened, looked around and finally swallowed his saliva and chose to hide behind Pei Wen.

Pei Wen gently waved his hand to signal Li Si's peace of mind, and at the same time turned his head to look at Lu Zhi on the side.

Lu Zhi was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp when Pei Wen's eyes looked at him with deep meaning, although he asked himself that Pei Wen at this time might not fall behind, but the situation of Pei Wen shaking Zhao Ying's earth-shattering sword was still vivid, and he would not choose to touch his moldy head at this time, so he hurriedly shook his head again and again, and said in his heart that although he came in with the determination to die, it would be too unwilling to die like this, and the current situation is still unclear, that is, it is better to die than to live. Thinking about it, he gritted his teeth slightly, his face turned red and snorted, he actually held back his internal injuries to himself, such a fear of death is worthy of being an old fritter who has been in the army for a lifetime, and he didn't see the appearance of dying generously at the beginning, which made Pei Wen can't help but cry and laugh.

Pei Wen, who had finally dealt with the hidden dangers in the inn, took a deep breath, moved his hands and feet slightly, and felt his own state, and in a moment, he actually regained one or two points of strength. So his eyes narrowed slightly at the black line in the distance, and saw that the "Liuyu" army seemed to have finally recovered after a short period of repair, and there was already a faint posture of attacking again, so he thought about it with a serious expression, and actually jumped onto the roof with his big sword on his back and landed beside Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying, who was closing her eyes and pranayama, felt Pei Wen's movements, and looked at the person with some doubts.

Seeing this, Pei Wen patted the big sword and smiled honestly and said: "It's not a way to be beaten like this, I've recovered some of my strength now, I guess I can still hold up to one or two waves of arrow rain, if I guard here, so that you can shoot without scruples and completely solve this trouble." ”

Zhao Ying was slightly stunned when he heard this, as if he didn't expect Pei Wen to be willing to take the initiative to get involved in this whirlpool, and after thinking about it, he nodded slowly and said: "Then I'll accept your love, if I see your bastard teacher in the future, let him scold me and not return the favor." ”

Pei Wen's expression stiffened slightly, and his heart said What is the matter, Zhao Ying has already grown up and looked into the distance.

Cui Cheng, who had been paying close attention to Zhao Ying from a distance, felt a tight heart when he saw this, and a bad premonition rose, and he hurriedly shouted: "Form a formation, take a bow!"

The Eight Thousand Liuyu Army moved instantly, but the horror in Cui Cheng's heart did not decrease but increased, and Zhao Ying, who was originally far away, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, Cui Cheng's pupils shrank sharply to the size of a pinpoint.

Zhao Ying appeared in front of Cui Cheng's eyes very suddenly, and was far away from the 8,000 "Liuyu" army.

Zhao Ying's expression was calm, his unruly hair didn't even have time to fall, his right hand pressed on the bamboo sword at his waist, stared at Cui Cheng's eyes, and said seriously:

"Retreat, or die!"