Chapter 237: A Feast That Can't Be Refused

Jiuquanzi finished delivering the invitation and left Shushan.

Ning Yi stood alone on Xiaoshuang Mountain, watching the heavy snow falling, and twisting the red invitation with two fingers.

Before Jiuquanzi left, the last meaningful reminder really woke up Ning Yi.

I am a person who cares about people.

But the prince is not.

The meaning of this sentence is not to say that the prince is unkind...... Instead, he stood in his place and couldn't trust human feelings.

On the prince's birthday, all the holy mountains were invited, this is a big tide, and the last time the imperial city of Tiandu invited the holy mountain...... Or on the 600th birthday of Emperor Taizong!

After four years, the newly appointed Royal Highness the Crown Prince, although he did not ascend to the throne of the real dragon, but he really held the "imperial power" in his hands.

He has this qualification, let the holy mountain come and worship!

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, and on the side of the mountain steps, there was a bloated figure, struggling to walk the stone steps.

No. 327 held an oil-paper umbrella, looking at his expression, he was really a little tired, and at the end of the year, he did not go home to accompany his family, but in the dark sect to spy for Shushan.

Su Fu found a stone stool beside Ning Yi, wiped the snow with his cuffs, and then sat down with his butt and let out a comfortable sigh.

"After three days of running, I finally had a place to stay. ”

327 looked at Ning Yi and said seriously: "Mr. Ning, the prince has sent someone to the north." ”

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The Great Wall of the North.

Frost and snow are cold.

The city wall is covered with ice, and the sword cultivator who stepped on the flying sword turned into one streamer after another at the head of the city, looking down from a high altitude, the largest military barrier in the north is like a giant that rotates under the bite of countless gears, and the scorching sword qi and wind and snow are just nourishment...... The myriad branches of chaos eventually converge into an orderly whole.

A thin man in a gray robe, pushing a wheelchair cast by a machine with both hands, walks on the head of the Great Wall in the north, overlooking the image of this ice and snow giant city swallowing the torrent...... Qianyujun would take his senior brother every day to walk around the edge of the Great Wall barrier, and under the layers of differentiation, the power of the General's Mansion damaged in the Battle of Tianhailou had begun to "heal".

Since Shen Yuanjun excused himself from illness to excuse his resignation from Tiandu, the Great Wall of the North has staged a good show, and the envoys of the Red River still come to the north to visit regularly, but Shen Yuanjun has taken the initiative to sit in a wheelchair, so every time the envoy comes to his mouth, he will be pushed away by Qianqijun with an unmoved look and on the grounds that his senior brother is still recuperating from his injuries.

The situation is already clear.

For the crown prince who is eyeing the north, he is eager to know how injured Shen Yuanjun was after the battle of Tianhailou...... So the general's mansion could only convene a northern meeting after facing the White Emperor.

At that meeting, the top Nirvana of the Great Sui was gathered.

And a sword seriously injured the Holy Lord Gu...... It was Shen Yuanjun who showed his strength to the crown prince.

Although seriously injured.

But still a tiger.

The three divisions and six divisions of Tiandu are both jealous and suspicious of this tiger in the north...... The White Emperor was repulsed, and the price paid by Shen Yuanjun should be greater than what was revealed now.

But some people think that Shen Yuanjun, who is in a wheelchair at the moment, is just "pretending to be sick".

Confusing the line of sight, ambiguous, this is exactly the intention of the General's Mansion.

"Senior brother, Ning Yi has a letter. ”

Qianqijun said softly: "Ning Yi has completed a negotiation with the crown prince in Lingshan...... What a gamble. ”

Shen Yuanjun raised his eyebrows.

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Jun continued: "I really don't know how he talked about it......"

"The prince promised Ning Yi that he would successively send 100,000 pairs of primordial armor, 200,000 Zhutai bows and crossbows, the top formation talisman in Tiandu City in the past ten years, and the 'Star Radiance Pill' that is enough for 100,000 people to take it!"

Shen Yuanjun smiled and said, "There are some things that are delivered to you, and you won't need them...... This is going to take the eastern border. ”

Qianyu looked at the man in the wheelchair with admiration, "It is worthy of being a senior brother, Ning Yi said in the letter that half of the materials here will be taken over by people from Lingshan, and if a war breaks out in the east in the future, Lingshan will take the lead." ”

"Only half of it?"

Shen Yuanjun raised his eyebrows, which would be a little surprised, and asked softly, "The rest belong to the Great Wall of the Northern Realm?"

Qianyujun thought about the contents of the letter and prepared to speak.

At this moment, within the barrier, in the distant sky, a golden streamer swept in, and the envoy of the Red River stepped on the flying sword specially approved by the imperial city and landed on the top of the city, this time the person who came was no stranger, it was Zhu Hou, the former president of Ying Tianfu Academy.

Zhu Hou was wearing a big red robe, and the temperament on his body at this moment was diametrically opposed to that year.

After entering the Red Breeze River, Zhu Hou's whole person became a little gloomy, but it was not the kind of gloomy owl, but it was not aggressive, almost silent and restrained, and at this moment it fell on the head of the northern city, and he just took out a piece of gold paper coldly.

"The iron law is above, and the emperor's blood is the guide. There is no one on the throne of the Great Sui True Dragon, I am the prince of Tiandu, according to the edict of the first emperor, in charge of the four realms of Tianwei, acting on behalf of the imperial power, and making this edict. ”

He chanted the edict softly, and his whole temperament became majestic and solemn, and there was a terrifying golden color flowing in his eyes, and the sergeant above the city felt a pressure in his blood.

Zhu Hou looked at Shen Yuanjun and said: "Shen Yuanjun of the General's Mansion, Kaifeng Champion Hou, the Tiandu Mansion has been built, but Nian is stationed in the north, it is inconvenient to travel, and he is not allowed to return for the time being. ”

After speaking, Zhu Hou raised his sleeves, and a red cave sky ignited from the center of his eyebrows, and from the inside out, boxes of gold and silver were swept out, and fell on the frosty ground at the head of the city.

Shen Yuanjun's expression remained unchanged, and he ordered lightly: "I'll give these to the brothers later." ”

This sentence did not even shy away from the messenger of the Red Breeze River.

It's just that Zhu Hou's expression didn't change in the slightest, and finally he came to the wheelchair with the flying sword in both hands, and after reading the edict, the royal bloodline brand laid by Hongfu Hanoi slowly disappeared, and the whole person no longer looked gloomy.

He said softly: "General, this is a flying sword given by the crown prince. ”

Shen Yuanjun didn't raise his hand, Qianzhen stepped forward and took it for him.

Zhu Hou smiled and said, "There is another invitation...... On the crown prince's birthday after February, many holy mountains will be visited. ”

Qianqijun subconsciously spoke for his senior brother and politely refused: "I'm sorry, my senior brother is not in good health......

Zhu Hou said softly again: "Zhu Mi of Little Wuliang Mountain is eyeing Ning Yi, this is Tiandu's spy report. ”

Shen Yuanjun frowned.

This time, he took the initiative to reach out and take over the spy report.

The scroll unfolded, telling the current situation in the West.

Since the Northern Conference, the prerogatives of the General's Mansion have been gradually weakened by the Crown Prince...... It is already difficult for the spy network to go south, it can only be locked in the wind and snow, and even the huge turmoil in the east can only be understood by the leopard, if it were not for the ancestor of Qiang Mountain to submit a green slip to be a favor, I am afraid the situation will be even worse.

In this Tiandu spy report

, told in detail what happened in Shushan in recent days.

Ning Yi took Pei Lingsu to treat his illness, returned to Shushan, met Zhu Mi, and then suffered a heavy ...... Until the Holy Tomb of Little Wuliang Mountain was bombed.

The present cause and effect only continues here.

Shen Yuanjun looked at Zhu Hou with an expressionless face, and said, "What does the envoy want to say?"

Zhu Hou said softly: "Xiao Ning Sword Immortal will inevitably go to Tiandu, but after all, he has just blown up the holy tomb of Xiao Wuliang Mountain, and Zhu Mi is waiting for an opportunity to retaliate on the road...... That's a nirvana. ”

Qianyujun's pupils contracted, and he said coldly: "You...... What do you mean?"

Zhu Hou shook his head and said, "I'm just a messenger, I don't mean anything...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that if the general was willing to make a trip south, the situation would be much better. ”

Shen Yuanjun raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Shushan has a thousand hands. ”

"Thousand Hands...... She can't leave. Zhu Hou smiled slightly, and said meaningfully: "Can a thousand hands send Ning Yi to Tiandu, can you accompany Ning Yi back to Shushan?"

Shen Yuanjun lowered his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The prince just wants to see me like this?"

Zhu Hou bowed and bowed, and said: "Every time I think of the general's injury, my heart aches, if I meet to condole, it will be much better...... The feast has been set up in advance, just waiting for the general to come and rejoice with the people. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhu Mi maintained a bowed posture, slowly retreated, and after ten steps, the soles of his feet were raised, and the flying sword swept into the soles of his feet, carrying him back into a streamer of light, and swept towards the sky-

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At the head of the northern city, frost and snow are blowing.

Qianqijun looked at his senior brother silently, and had already returned to the door of the general's mansion, and the two senior brothers stopped in the heavy snow.

"There was a lot of ...... written in that spy report"

Shen Yuanjun's expression was a little lonely, and he smiled: "But I didn't write it, how is the little girl doing now." ”

Qianyu didn't speak, silently picked up a handful of snow from the city, rubbed it on his cheeks, he looked into the distance, and said in a deep voice: "The boy surnamed Ning, it is best to cure the girl's illness." ”

Shen Yuanjun asked slowly, "How long has it been since you removed your armor?"

The gray-robed junior brother looked at the senior brother in astonishment.

Shen Yuanjun said softly: "Recently, my body has recovered well, I always want to put on my armor again, I can still walk, at least go to Tiandu to have a meal, there is no problem." ”

Qianqijun was surprised and said, "Senior brother...... You ......"

The sound of the wind and snow squeaking.

The man propped his hands on the wheelchair, as if he had exhausted all his strength, before he could stand up with difficulty...... All the envoys of the Red River who visited the Great Wall in the north believed that Shen Yuanjun's injuries were not so serious.

But everyone was wrong.

After removing his armor, he was confined to a wheelchair.

The black robe was blown away by the thick wind and snow, the man's back was torn apart, and a bloody mouth was cracked, and Shen Yuanjun's fingertips swept out a golden talisman, and then a series of talismans, like a slender river, flowed around him, turning into a golden chain in the sky, and then shattered, pieces of armor, and burned into the skin.

He took the big stool handed by Qianqijun, raised his hands, and tied the sable tail that was stained with wind and snow to wipe his forehead.

A blazing wildfire reignited in his eyes.

At this moment, return to A.

The new lord of the north stood like a mountain, in front of the mansion, but did not push the door in.

Shen Yuanjun spoke softly, already having made up his mind.

"Get me a car. ”

"Go south.