Chapter 129

"Boss... How is this good..."

The escort had already taken the path around the back door of the palace.

"This is the place where a good brother is on duty, and today he specially asked him to take the people here away, so I will get out of here later. The Impressionists had long guessed that this would be the result, and he did not dare to pursue it in the labyrinth at all, because he was afraid of the enemy's schemes, and secondly, because there were gas lamps.

As a result, before the escort could keep up with the man in black, the Impressionists noticed the movement of the black dots on the paper, and then the entire labyrinth formation disappeared. So he didn't follow the man in black anymore, and went in the opposite direction with the rest of the horses.

After the deep palace labyrinth disappeared, the guards were no longer in the main hall, but near a side hall far away from the main hall.

"Boss, don't you care about Qu Gong?" asked the escort men.

The Impressionists took the man by the hand and pointed to the distant celestial realm, where the red flames and billowing smoke were rising.

"Is this...?" the men panicked.

"You guessed right, that is the direction of Qufu, this smoke is the information of the retreat, and it also shows the failure of the Qu Gong plan, we are defeated, this is the true situation that is understandable. The Impressionist looked at the crimson fire in a daze, but soon he came back to his senses, and continued: "When I leave the palace, I will change into the clothes of ordinary people, and I will find a way to get out of the city tomorrow." ”

"Boss... The little ones are still good in the city... It's really lonely to leave like this..."

"Let's take it together, Qu Gong asked me to wait and meet in Beihai County in Langya Kingdom. ”

"How did you find out...?"

"Of course, Qu Gong said it early in the morning, okay! Quickly take off the clothes on your body and change them!"

The Impressionist didn't know where to find a baggage, and when he opened it, it was a piece of clothing, and he handed them to his subordinates one by one, and a group of people found a deserted forest to change their clothes, and then went out through the back door of the palace.

Fan Shijin and his entourage did not dare to leave the palace in advance, even if such a thing happened, they could only wait outside the main hall at this time.

"Brother Fan... Who won the hell...?" asked Liu Cong.

Fan Shijin put his hands behind his back, looked up at the dark sky, and then said indifferently: "It doesn't matter who wins or loses... However, it should be the Eagle of the Northern Zhou that won. ”

"Fan Shijin guessed the meaning of the Eagle of the Northern Zhou Dynasty?" Liu Cong still remembered the content of Fan Shijin's prophecy paper, which said that the Eagle of the Northern Zhou Dynasty flapped its wings and intended to fly into the air.

"I didn't guess it before, but when I looked at King Zhou's demeanor again, I seemed to understand something... If my guess is correct, he is the Eagle of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Fan Shijin quietly waited for news from the palace.

At this time, the outside of the main hall has been surrounded by heavy troops, not only the envoys of Shu and his party, but even the princes and ministers of Zhou are also anxiously waiting. Along the way, many guards stepped forward to interrogate Fan Shijin and others, and these guards with knives also carried a portrait.

This portrait was caught by Fan Shijin, it was Qu An's portrait, which means that Qu An has been defeated, and the person should not know where to go, otherwise this group of guards would not have searched so carefully.

After the guards left with knives, the palace officials came again.

The internal official smiled slightly when he saw the envoy of the Shu Kingdom: "The envoys of the Shu Kingdom have worked hard, so the lower officials will send a few of them out of the palace." ”

"There's a lau officer. Fan Shijin thanked him.

Just as the internal officials were sending the envoys of Shu out of the palace, Fan Shijin saw the courtiers of Zhou with gloomy faces, and they didn't seem to be able to leave the palace yet.

"Brother Fan can go back to Shu now, and it can be regarded as a victorious return to the dynasty. Liu Cong already wants to go home, this is the first time he is so far away from home, although I don't know if it is the last time, but Liu Cong this time is enough to experience homesickness, but also miss his father and mother.

"It's not enough to win and return to the court, but you Brother Fan! It's certain that you will be promoted to an official and make a fortune!" Xiong Jingchong quipped.

"Brother Fan, the food of Shudi, you want to cover it all!" Bai Xiyue licked his lips.

"Yes, yes, Brother Fan has to do it all!" Liu Congye echoed.

"Definitely! Don't get carried away... The road back was not easy. Fan Shijin looked at the sky to the west and didn't say anything more.

"yes..."

Liu suddenly understood what "worrying and incomprehensible" was like at a young age, although he held a sword in his hand, he did not make much progress in kung fu. For Liu Cong, he is just a foil in this team, he used to rely on Wenrenxing to protect the team, and later relied on Uncle Wei to enter.

And the memory that he Liu Cong received from his waist was as if it happened yesterday, it was the immortal stabbed downstairs of the ship, and the immortal's bone sword stabbed Liu Cong a few times, Liu Cong panicked at that time, and the panic caused by the severe pain in his abdomen, fortunately, Uncle Wei came in to help, and Liu Cong saved his life.

"Brother Bai'er, when will I be able to comprehend my divine sense?" asked Liu Cong.

Bai Xiyue saw Liu Cong's thoughts, and then comforted: "If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, when we get to the Kongyang Gate, and then climb the Wind Ladder!

Liu Cong didn't care about Bai Xiyue's eyebrows dancing and dancing there, he wanted to become stronger than anything. "Speaking of which, along the way, are we winning more or losing more?"

"Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, Little Brother Liu doesn't need to care too much, in my Wei's opinion, it is good to be able to save his life. ”

"What Brother Wei said is reasonable, don't care about these small details, what you want is that our mission is successful, and then look back at those difficulties and obstacles, they didn't stop us!"

"Good!

Uncle Wei pulled his throat and said a few words in a row, for a person who has been marching and fighting for many years, nothing is more important than saving his life, after all, a person's life is only once.

On the second day, the king of Zhou invited the envoy of Shu to the palace, and after entertaining the envoy of Shu, he ordered a troop to escort Princess Pingle to follow the envoy of Shu to Shu.

On this day, the people in Guangyang City came out, except for the previous Qu Qi'er, Princess Pingle in front of her was another gorgeous flower in Guangyang City.

Seeing that the flowers were about to be picked away by the envoys of Shu, the people came to see Princess Pingle under the severe cold.

"Princess... All the people of the city have come to see you off," said the maid as she walked to the side of the carriage and into it.

"Hmm... I know..."Princess Pingle did not open the curtains of the carriage, she cried silently in the carriage, it was a very small cry, like a breeze in the middle of the night, not a trace was revealed, not a sound was left.

Pingle's tear-stained eyes are distressing, especially the part of the light and thick eyebrows makes people want to smooth it out, it wrinkles very hard, endures very hard, bean-sized tears are ticking down, and in the end there is not the slightest whimper outside.

Yu Wenxiao was very reluctant to give up this sister, but the only thing he could believe was this sister, and he knew that she could help him deal with the relationship between Shu and Zhou.

"In the past, there was Zhaojun, and now there is peace, Brother Wang doesn't have to worry too much. Yu Wenfu walked to Yu Wenxiao's side, this was the first time Yu Wenfu had seen Yu Wenxiao so lost.

Yu Wenxiao's face was more ugly than the gray sky, because he knew that he would never see his sister again in this life.

The general who was responsible for escorting Princess Pingle to marry this time was the famous general [Xiao Ji] of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the marching troops and horses this time were 3,000 elites.

The army walked in Guangyang City in the wind and snow, and the people who came to see them off were holding hot tea and handed it to these soldiers to drink at every opportunity, which has always been the tradition of Guangyang City.

"Young man, drink a bowl of hot tea and then set off, after drinking the water of your hometown, you will be blessed by the fairy family!" the old man held a teapot in one hand and a bowl in the other.

"Thank you!"

The departing soldiers stayed for a short time, drank hot tea, and returned to the ranks, and the leading generals would acquiesce to these behaviors, which had been the custom for many years.

"Have a hot cup of tea!"

"We appreciate your kindness, but we are strangers..."Fan Shijin postponed.

"Whether it's a fellow villager or a stranger, if you are in this team, you are related to my Zhou, and if you drink this cup of hot tea, you will also be blessed by the fairy family!"

Fan Shijin really couldn't postpone it anymore, so he took the hot tea and drank it all, the temperature of this hot tea is not piping hot, it is the kind of temperature that can bring warmth to the stomach, but it is not too cold, and the control is just right. I don't know if it's because of the hot tea or the person who delivered the tea, Fan Shijin didn't feel cold after drinking the hot tea.

"That's embarrassing... Ah... Since you've said so... Then I'll drink it!" Liu Congke didn't say anything politely, and only began to say these words after drinking the tea in the bowl, it was obvious that he didn't know the relationship.

And Bai Xiyue, Wei Shujin, Xiaowu, and Xiong Jingchong were also villagers who couldn't hand over tea, so they had to drink this bowl of hot tea.

Xiao Ji led the mighty army out of Guangyang City, although the enthusiasm of the people in the city melted the ice and snow, but the outside of the city was still white. The soldiers wore thick armor, which looked heavy but was actually very light, most of them were made of light materials and were resistant to cold, which not only kept them warm from the cold, but also did not affect the speed of the soldiers' movements.

"It can be regarded as leaving Guangyang, with this group of troops escorting us, isn't the road to Shu smooth and unhindered?" Bai Xiyue shrank in a corner of the car, his face full of joy.

"It would be nice if that were the case, the crossing of the army was a little ostentatious, but for the sake of the princess's safety, it was understandable. Fan Shijin's ears were filled with the sound of the soldiers' armor shaking.

"Eh, have you ever seen the leading general, with a fierce face... It's as if someone owes him..."Liu Cong retracted his head sticking out of the window.

Xiao Ji was not at the front of the queue, but muttering something near Princess Pingle's carriage, looking like he was talking to the people in the car.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it. Xiong Jingyi closed the curtains so that the cold wind would not come in.

Xiao Ji had just been dispatched back to Guangyang a few days ago, and the steel helmet on his head was far more scars than on his face, but the soldiers around him were not frightened by this, and they still maintained their formation without moving, and they didn't mean to look at the general sideways at all.