The wind that blows the city is still blowing, and the turmoil in the city has long since subsided.

King Jing's army entered the city, and Qiu did not commit any crimes, and successfully harvested a large wave of people's hearts.

Yunluo stood on the city wall, looking depressed, "I said Brother Mei, can't we not fight this fight?"

Opposite him, was Mei Ziqing, dressed in black, "So many days, hard work, not for this fight, why?"

Yunluo thought for a moment and said tentatively: "For love?"

Seeing a sneer on Mei Ziqing's face, he was about to roll up his sleeves, Yunluo hurriedly waved his hand, "Brother Mei, Brother Mei, you have something to say." It's not that this fight can't be fought, but now I'm just a mid-grade in the Xuan Realm, how can I beat you in a low-grade realm of knowing your fate. ”

"If you can kill Qin Mingyue, you can naturally fight with me. Mei Ziqing said firmly.

"Hey, isn't this a misunderstanding!" Yunluo's expression was exaggerated, "Then Qin Mingyue was killed by the girl, she is the peak of Tongxuan, and she is much more powerful than me." ”

"The surname is Ling! you don't want to be faced!" Guan Youyou suddenly appeared on the city wall, and behind her, Jian Qi, Fu Tianqi and the others smiled cheaply.

"Oh, Apocalypse, you came just in time, where is the town, I have something important to discuss with him!" Yunluo walked towards Pei Zhen calmly.

Guan Youyou pulled out the "Immortal Killing" and stabbed at Yunluo's head.

was so frightened that Yun Luo was so excited that he simply jumped off the city wall, and Guan Youyou followed him like a shadow, and jumped down after him.

In the frightened eyes of everyone, two streamers, one blue and one black, flashed away.

Mei Ziqing rubbed her chin and looked at Fu Tianqi, "Do you think I've been deceived?" ”

Jian Qi suddenly said, "Brother Mei, let's have a discussion?"

Running away, the two stopped tacitly, and Guan Youyou said: "Can you keep hiding? ”

Yunluo had a bitter face, "I can't beat it, I'm not a fool, I'm looking for a beating." Living so big, enough beatings have been taken. ”

When the two of them returned to the city, Fu Tianqi hugged Jian Qi with a helpless expression, "He just took the initiative to fight with Brother Mei, and then said that he wanted to sleep for a while." ”

Yunluo held back a smile and stretched out his hand towards Guan Youyou.

Guan Youyou kicked Jian Qi's ass hatefully, "Are you stupid!"

In a study room in the City Lord's Mansion in Fengyang City, there were only four people sitting at the moment.

Yunluo, Pei Zhen, Chi Xuance, Cui Xian.

What they want to discuss is the end of the big war and the next direction.

At the end of the conversation, Pei Zhen asked, "Are you ready?"

Cui Xian nodded, "Three miles outside the city, it has been arranged." ”

What they were talking about was the burial ceremony of the fallen that Yunluo had promoted, and for this reason, they even wasted two whole days here in order to collect the corpses, screen and identify, and carry out a series of advance preparations.

Originally, Chi Xuance was opposed, he thought that he should take advantage of the fact that Murong Cheng and the rest of the family had not yet reacted, take advantage of the victory, seize some more cities, and win a broader strategic space.

But when Yunluo pulled him for a secret talk, he not only agreed, but also participated more actively in the matter.

Pei

Zhen looked at Yunluo, "Let's go together?"

Yunluo shook his head, "I'll go talk to Bo Mushi, you're busy with you." ”

Pei Zhen's face was moved, and Yunluo smiled slightly.

Three miles outside the city in the west, not far from the place where Pei Zhen led the army to be stationed that day, hundreds of firewood piles were piled up.

In front of the firewood pile, there was a huge stone monument, blank.

In a big battle that day, 58 people died in Xue Wei, and 367 people died in the newly attached Murong family's private soldiers and the city defense of Qiu'an City.

The bodies of a total of 425 people were recovered over a period of two days and placed on the firewood pile one by one.

At the beginning, there were 3,000 people in Fengyang City, but now there are only about 2,000 people left.

Peeling apart the dead, the rest are those who deserted on the way.

At the end of the war, under the persuasion of Chi Xuance and Yunluo, Pei Zhen agreed to buy horse bones with a thousand dollars, and did not blame the more than 500 deserters in the past, giving them a chance to make meritorious contributions.

A total of 2,500 people stood in front of the fire, but it was evident that the 500 or so who had been deserters were slightly excluded by the rest of the people, separated from each other.

Still wearing the black and gold-patterned robe, Pei Zhen stepped forward with a solemn expression.

Cui Xian flicked it lightly, and the torch in his hand suddenly lit up.

Pei Zhen stretched out his hand to take it, starting from the push on the top, and lit each pile of firewood one by one.

He walked to the center and handed the torch back to Choi Hyun.

He was silent, his gaze sweeping over everyone's faces, then turned, put his hand on his chest, and saluted slowly.

Everyone behind him followed his movements.

A long sword appeared silently in Pei Zhen's hand, the true yuan flowed, and the sword qi was swallowed.

He came to the stele, used his sword as a pen, and wrote down a line of numbers, "Four hundred and twenty-five." ”

Then write your name underneath, "Xue Zhen." ”

After doing this, he said softly: "Go back and gather the ashes, bury them here, and engrave everyone's names on the stone tablet." ”

"If you have relatives, come here and treat them well. ”

Cui Xian nodded in response.

Pei Zhen quietly looked at the faces of the five hundred or so deserters, and without saying a word, he walked towards the city gate.

Looking at Pei Zhen's departing back, a deserter finally couldn't help the heat on his face, and knelt on one knee, "Your Highness!

Pei Zhen paused.

"Your Highness, I am willing to be the vanguard in the next battle and atone for my crimes!"

A person's voice, thin and lonely, Pei Zhen sighed softly and was about to take a step.

"Your Highness, we are willing to be the vanguard and make the merit for the crime!"

Pei Zhen turned around suddenly, looked at the figure kneeling on one knee, the faces of shame, and said softly: "Okay." ”

At the head of the city, Yunluo and Bo Mushi stood side by side, "How is it?"

Bo Mushi sighed, "It's impossible for a general like us to turn around and go back to deal with the old master." ”

Yunluo didn't care, "Then it's good for you to deal with others! such as Bao, Mu, Pei, such as others." ”

Bo Mushi suddenly said, "What about my personal guard?"

"Alive, alive and well. Yunluo replied, "

However, that cultivator was slaughtered by Mr. Cui. ”

This was said very horizontally, and Bo Mushi also understood the meaning.

He pondered for a while, and suddenly sighed, "The general of the defeated army, after surrendering, how can it be reused." ”

"If the general is willing to be attached, the position of the lord of the city will be given to you, and all the soldiers and horses under your command except for the cowardly Xue Wei will be under your control. ”

Bo Mushi turned his head abruptly and saw the calm face of His Royal Highness King Jing.

Back at the City Lord's Mansion, Pei Zhen and Yunluo sat opposite each other, he looked at Yunluo, "Thank you, brother." ”

Yunluo shook his head slightly, "Everything is difficult at the beginning, and it will be a headache for you to think about it." ”

"There is a shortage of talent. Pei Zhen lay on the table weakly, resting his chin on the table, only in front of Yunluo, he would be so relaxed, "The four cities have been defeated, there must be someone on duty, right? The intelligence channel must start to be established, right? Someone always needs to take care of internal affairs, right? In comparison, military affairs have become the easiest thing, after all, there is Yelu Jincai, and now there is Bo Mushi." ”

"Take your time, don't rush. This is also what I said to Brother Chi that day, we don't have such a big appetite for the time being, and if we eat so many places, we will inevitably hold on. It is better to take these four cities as the foundation, first build the framework, and then develop slowly. Yunluo's fingers tapped lightly on the table and said slowly.

"Will Murong Cheng give us such a chance?" Pei Zhen muttered.

"So, I'll take a trip for you. Yunluo slapped his thigh, stood up, and spoke softly, Pei Zhen Huo Ran got up.

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"Your Majesty is willing to come to the humble house, and it shines brightly!" the old storyteller stood at the door of the house, surrounded by frightened slaves kneeling.

Pi Xiaorou didn't smile, but the surprise was real, especially when he saw Xun Wei also appear together.

In this world, there are not many people who are worthy of the two monarchs and ministers to come together, or rather, very few.

Xun Wei pretended to be surprised and said, "Shouldn't you invite guests into the house first?"

"Your Majesty, National Teacher, please. "The old storyteller gets out of the way.

Carved beams and painted buildings, between rockery ponds, Yang Hao walked slowly with his hands behind his back, "If this is a humble house, I am really too competent as an emperor." ”

When they arrived at the main hall, the old fisherman was already standing at the foot of the steps of the main hall.

Yang Hao simply didn't enter the main hall and waved his hand, "Is there a round table and stone bench in the garden, find a place for us to sit and talk?"

The group arrived at a garden pavilion, where the round table was not prioritized, and the four of them sat down casually.

Yang Hao got straight to the point, "I need the help of the two of you. ”

The old fisherman looked at his nose and nose, and the old storyteller groaned: "The war in the north?"

Yang Hao nodded, "It's really amazing." That makes me feel more at ease. ”

"What shall we get?" said the old fisherman.

Yang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, "If I can accommodate the six clans, I can accommodate the seven clans and the eight clans." ”

The storyteller and the old fisherman glanced at each other, got up and bowed slightly to Yang Hao, "I am willing to serve Your Majesty." ”

Yang Hao smiled and pressed the two of them to their seats, "I don't know if the two of them are first."

What do you call a student?"

Indeed, for the surnames of the four saints, even in the secret books of the royal family, there is no pen and ink.

Now that I think about it, it was because of the deliberate dilution of blood and family affection, and the four left-behind people had already planned to set up.

The words of the storyteller also confirm this, "We are not bloodline, we have long forgotten our childhood names, and my title is Beitang." ”

The old fisherman also nodded, "Nangong." ”

Xun Wei said with a smile: "Now that I have entered the WTO, as the ancestor of a clan, I still have to have a name." ”

"Beitang Wang. ”

"Nangong Lin. ”

Yang Hao laughed, "Good name! So Mr. Beitang, Mr. Nangong, who is going to conquer the camp of the Northern Army?"

Beitang glanced at Nangong Lin, and said in his heart that he had just been here for a few days, so let him enjoy a few more days.

"Just let the old man go. ”

"Good. Readily. As soon as Mr. Nangong has news, he can enter the palace at any time. Yang Hao took out a token from his arms and handed it to Nangong Lin.

Nangong Lin stretched out his right hand to take it, looked at it for a moment, and put it on the table.

Yang Hao stood up, "In that case, please ask Mr. Beitang to leave immediately, and I ask you to bring him my first order to Han Feilong." ”

Yang Hao said and took out a note from his arms.

Beitangwang took it and looked at it, and there was a string of numbers on it.

It was still late summer and early autumn, but the atmosphere in the pavilion was suddenly a little cold.

"I must guard against you, but above board. Facing the undisguised hostility of the two Merge Realm masters, Yang Hao's expression was calm, "If the two of you want to establish your own kinship power, this should be the first congratulatory gift I have prepared for the two of you." ”

"I mean I still want to thank you?" Nangong Lin's tone was cold.

"No, but it's not impossible. Yang Hao looked at Beitangwang, it seemed that this person's brain was better.

Sure enough, Beitangwang glanced at Yang Hao deeply, and glanced at Nangong Lin.

Yang Hao looked at Nangong Lin, who was still a little resentful, "Since Mr. Nangong stays behind, I will invite the people of Zixiao Palace to enter the palace tomorrow to preach, so you might as well listen to it together." ”

Nangong Lin raised his eyebrows, and quickly retracted, obviously Beitang Wang said something to him in his heart.

"In that case, I won't bother much. The two don't have to send each other."

Yang Hao got up and left with Xun Wei.

In the pavilion, Beitangwang and Nangong Lin looked up and watched a purple-clothed figure disappear.

Without the name of the Four Sages and the privilege of supervising the world, Yang Hao has no reason to respect them as the Four Sages, and Chang'an is the same.

Their current situation was not finalized at the moment when the bull-riding Taoist priest was sealed on behalf of Xuanzun, but when they chose to make a move and broke the rules to intervene in human affairs.

The two of them had tried to contact the two of them several times these days, but there was no response.

Now that Yang Hao is doing this again, how can he not make the two of them resentful.

But what's the use of being indignant?

Turning his head to look at the beautiful autumn colors in this garden, slaves everywhere, brocade clothes and food, some things naturally slowly dissolved.

They both remembered a sentence almost at the same time.

Money is hard to earn, is hard to eat.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Sword and Immortal" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~