Fei Jun galloped wildly, walking all the way, and before the servant who was standing next to the car and wanted to stop talking, the man's figure had disappeared into the streets and alleys with the clattering horses' hooves.

The man is lightly dressed and has a complicated mind. He couldn't help but recall the picture in the palace over and over again, and returned to the chess game he played with Wang Zhiran at the beginning.

At that time, Fei Jun, a merry boy who had just arrived, and Wang Zhiran, who was highly respected, played a game of chess when they met for the first time. A chess game that has been talked about by the officialdom of Qi'an County until now.

Although there are different versions, Fei Jun, who is the person concerned, has always clearly remembered that Mr. Wang, who has not completely lost his beard, grabbed his hand and said such words.

"For the officials and the people, they are all ordinary people. It's just that the official house is on top, and it is inevitable that you will be pressed on top of your head by fame and fortune and political achievements. But the word "Min" is very different. If the corpse is reformed into a hook, it will be hard to work and get something, and it will be based on the cultivation by hand. If there is no tick in the people's words, it is a corpse, and a mouthful of food is not allowed, and it is not a corpse. "Back then. The old man said with a smile, but Fei Jun, who was recalling these words in the horse and whip at this time, knew that Mr. Wang was laughing at that time!

"I, Fei Jun, will actually have such a time to walk on thin ice now. The man chuckled softly and twitched the reins.

Halfway through the road, the man with his blood floating on his head for a moment pulled the reins and asked himself softly if it was really worth walking on this road.

It is worth giving up the previous plan, and it is worth letting the Longhai Temple, which is already about to come stormy, once again set off a crooked wind from the inside out.

All this, men naturally do not know. He didn't want to think about it either. Only the reins of the horse in his hand will make the man feel a little bit of peace of mind.

Outside the palace, the stunned groom looked at the remaining carriage, and wanted to cry without tears. What kind of truth is this county magistrate, just go. If there is a slight difference in the road, how can he bear it as a mere groom?

"Alas. What the fuck is going on? "The groom is dumb and eats coptis, and he can't tell if he suffers. He glanced at the old man beside him, and was about to lead the trouble, and sprinkled the grievances and grievances on the old man.

"You old man doesn't know the truth. The adults rode their horses and whipped away, and it would be fine if the journey went smoothly. But if something goes wrong, when the time comes, you will bear it, or I will bear it. The groom was dumbfounded, staring anxiously but unable to do anything.

Fei Jun rode a fast horse and headed towards the east of Qi'an County.

Liu Yuan, the commander of Guoyi, was originally born in the gentry of the Northland, and his background is the same as Fei Jun's. It's just that the two of them are both concubines and are not valued by their families, so they have already served on the battlefield when they are only weak crowns, and they are fighting in the north and south.

Playing on the battlefield is simple. But only those who have experienced the battlefield and are still alive will understand the truth, how thrilling and fearful the days when the knife licks the blood, and the slightest carelessness is the head of the owl.

Fei Jun, who has experienced the battlefield, knows it, and Liu Yuan, who has also experienced the battlefield, naturally knows it. It is precisely because the two of them also have the generosity and hard work of the rapids battlefield that the two people from the same township and different neighbors will cherish each other and talk about everything.

In the east of Qi'an County, it was originally the land encircled by the local gentry, and later, after the war between Wu Yue and the Chu State in the south, most of the local gentry fled, which was jokingly called the Qilin Mansion by the local people, and the treasure land was thus vacant, and it was barren for many years.

It was only in these years that under the order of the county keeper to recuperate and accumulate people's strength, Qi'an County resumed its garrison. One is that Qi'an County and Fufeng County are not far apart, and if the two places are in an emergency, they can help each other and lead to the left. Second, in the places near the border passes, there are many homeless people and bandits mixed in, and the dispatch of military horses to garrison this place also plays a role in deterring the small. It is precisely because of these benefits that the county guard has the strength to disagree with the public and has sent many troops and horses to this place.

Outside the heavily guarded tent, an elegant man dressed in white stroked his long beard under his chin and looked at the white clouds in the distance.

"General Pray, barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes. Now he is doing evil, doing power, and he is happy for a while. But Liu still wants to tell you. If one day the people of Dachu don't have shoes to wear, then those of us who are still wearing shoes will probably not end up much better!" The man said concisely and drew a slender long sword pinned to his waist.

Three-foot green peak, clear as water. Coupled with the buzzing sound when the sword was drawn, there was no need for Liu Yuan to swing the sword and slash. Qi Jin Shen was already sweating, and his ears were like nine days of spring thunder.

The Chu army has been defeated repeatedly on the battlefield over the years, and the common people and gentry have many complaints in their hearts. If Liu Yuan's words are as they were, the truth is that even a young child can understand the stakes. He prayed that Jin Xiang, as a long-time sergeant, did not know what was at stake.

Liu Yuan threaded the needle, and he said left and right, but he was comprehensive.

"The last general, the last general......" The sweat of the prayer slipped down, and the white knuckles were clearly visible.

Liu Yuan finally lowered his head and knocked Qi Jinshen's head with a long sword.

"Remember, as long as the people of Great Chu have a bite to eat and wear, they will not rebel, and the strong men of Great Chu will be strong if they have a little bit of contention. Liu Yuan picked up the matching sword and looked at the northern line of Qi'an.

Crossing that line, it was the Chu National Road, and many, many times before it was his Liu Yuan's hometown.

"Liu Yuan!" Fei Jun waved his hands and stopped the horse.

The man looked up at the sky, but what came to his mind was the snowy scenery of his hometown. At that time, what was it like when Liu Yuan, who was still carefree, was running alone on the endless snow.

Liu Yuan closed his eyes tightly and looked remembrance.

Fei Jun jumped off the horse, and when he saw Liu Yuan asking but not answering, he frowned slightly.

"What's the matter, Liu Yuan. It's hard to remember the good friends of the past. Fei Jun pursed his lips and chuckled and patted the man's shoulder.

Liu Yuan opened his closed eyes, slapped Fei Jun's shoulder with his backhand, and scolded the man for not being in shape.

When the two met in the same village, they naturally had a lot of words. But before Liu Yuan could say a few more words, Fei Jun interrupted Liu Yuan's words, and his face was embarrassed.

"Brother Fei, who are you?" Liu Yuan walked and stopped, constantly talking about the past battlefield years, and the rise and fall of those years. Seeing Fei Jun stretching out his hand to interrupt, Liu Yuan didn't know the reason for it for a while. He clenched the sword at his waist and frowned.

Fei Jun was in trouble in his heart, and he didn't say much. When he clarified the original commission in his heart, the man said softly: "Captain Liu, there is really a reluctant invitation for the lower officials to come. ”

"Why don't you come with me for this. Could it be that Liu is also regarded as an outsider? Liu Yuan smiled softly and stretched out his fist against Fei Jun's chest.

At that time, when the two of them were fighting on the battlefield, every time they encountered difficulties, the two of their fellow townsmen were so against their chests, crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood again and again, and picked up a life from the sword of the Northland cavalry again and again.

......

Liu Jingang and Zhang Zhe raised their knives into battle, and the two sides were in a stalemate, and the tide of the battle began to turn around.

According to the strategy arranged by Liu Jingang Mountain, the army should be divided into three teams, and one team will attack each other in front of each other to break the enemy's deployment. The Chinese army carried swords and horses, waited for the opportunity to move, and rushed to kill the bandits in groups in Jia and the cottage to eliminate the living forces, while the rear army was a battlefield mending knife, just waiting for meritorious service. But the man didn't expect that the gang of bandits would greatly exceed his expectations, and even the soldiers carefully selected by Fei Jun were faintly not one of their enemies when facing a single bandit.

On the contrary, it took a group of three or two to strangle a bandit, so that the sergeants who were originally in the array were also disrupted, and the situation was faintly reversed after Zhang Zheji and Liu Jingang joined the battle array.

"I didn't expect this grassy bandit to be so fierce. Zhang Zhiji muttered in a low voice, drew his long knife and slashed the enemy in front of him.

Liu Jingang was full of emotion in his heart, and his eyes couldn't bear it.

"Why do so many Chu men fall into the grass. If you enlist in the army and have such thoughts of death, then what about Wu Yue in the south, but also the grassland in the north. Liu Jingang's eyes were embarrassed, but the knife under his hand did not have the slightest room for maneuver.

He rushed left and right, and after a while, more than a dozen people fell under Liu Jingang's shiny long knife and fell in a pool of blood at the man's feet.

Thinking about the past, swallowing mountains and rivers for thousands of miles like a tiger, it is probably such a beautiful scenery.

......

Jia He hugged his wife's thin waist and lingered, and he didn't know what year it was for a while. When the calm and beautiful autumn scenery behind him was broken by an abrupt hiss, the man let go of the woman in his arms and looked at the person behind him.

The person who came was five big and three thick, with a full beard and a full jaw. It's just that a pair of eyes are divided into bright ones, and at this time it seems to be like a little light, and the surrounding mountains and rivers are faintly discolored.

"Oh, who should I be, it turned out to be Mr. Zhan. Mr. has always been calm and modest, but I don't know what kind of difficulties he encountered, and he behaved so panickedly. Jia He put down the woman on his body and took a few steps forward.

Yuan Hongxing's face was flushed, and she dragged small steps to the side a little.

"Ma'am, we'll talk later. Jia He winked at the woman, and inadvertently looked at the woman's beautiful face and plump figure.

Yuan Hongxing took a sip lightly, only saying that the man was not in shape.

Zhan Wenlong waited until Jia He was within half a foot of him, and then said in a low voice: "The official army has touched the cliff from the west and is fighting on the Fish Dragon Road. ”

Zhan Wenlong was concise and to the point, and finished reporting the military situation under the mountain.

Jia He frowned slightly, put his hands behind his waist, he walked back and forth a few steps, looked at Zhan Wenlong and said, "Is it Fei Jun who personally raised the troops, or Zhang Zheji." ”

The man pursed his lips and shook his head bitterly.

"Who is that?" Jia He asked again in confusion.

"It's a strong black man. Zhan Wenlong replied in embarrassment.

"Black strong man, who is that?" Jiahe touched his chin and lowered his head in thought.

Yuan Hongxing saw that Jia He had not come for a long time, and saw that he was embarrassed, and only thought that her husband had encountered great difficulties. The woman rolled up her long sleeves and smiled gently at Jia He: "No matter how difficult my husband is, I, Yuan Hongxing, will definitely accompany my husband to the end." ”

Jia He turned around when he heard the words, and Jia He heard the words very clearly and was very pleased.

"It seems that I, Jia He, am not a bastard who is skinned and cramped in the eyes of some people, and everyone wants to eat it. That's enough comfort for life. Jia He pretended to be chic and shook a folding fan pinned to his waist, but in Yuan Hongxing's eyes, it was extraordinarily romantic.

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