The Northern Wei Dynasty really didn't have the heart to spend the New Year.

No matter how lively Jiangnan is, it has nothing to do with Luoyang at this time.

Cao Zhixuan didn't look angry, nor annoyed, but smiled.

It's just that in the early dynasty at this time, there were inexplicably fewer than a dozen officials.

Only an elder like Wan Jinhou knows that the man surnamed Cao is not as old as Xiao Wang, but he is very good at the accident, calm and quiet, and on this road, ordinary people are far beyond his reach.

The angrier he was, the more he smiled.

Those officials who lacked the early dynasty are probably already under the prison of Sen Luodao at this moment, tortured until they spit out the secrets that Cao Zhixuan wants to know, and if they wait until they vent their anger, they can only die in their breath.

These officials who have missed the dynasty, without exception, are all Xiguan officials.

If there is a seat in the imperial capital of Luoyang, it is a huge piece of fragrant bread for the literati in Xiguan, scrambling to eat it, most of them have the idea of becoming a powerful person in Luoyang, and then approach the power center of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

This leads to a problem.

Before the death of the white-robed vassal king, some Li Qing was in town, and Xiguan and the Northern Wei Dynasty were still on the same foot.

After the death of the great feudal king, Xiguan and the Northern Wei Dynasty remained unchanged on the surface, but secretly, Yuan Sizhi had unilaterally severed contact with the ethereal slope, and Xiguan fulfilled the accusation of sending officials to Luoyang every year, and the officials sent by Luoyang, Xiguan did not use them, and they ignored them, and most of them returned to the capital with negative anger.

Xiguan didn't even sell the face of the owner of the Phoenix Immortal Palace.

Xiguan is Li Qing's.

Li Qing's is Li Qing's.

It's not Li Qing's sister's, and it's not surnamed Cao.

Thinking of this, Cao Zhixuan took a deep breath.

This court meeting ended early, and he was neither happy nor sad to review many major events, projects, and plans of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and then walked alone towards the Senluo Dao Prison hidden underground in the imperial capital of Luoyang.

He thought calmly.

I'm just a little bit behind......

It's just a little bit shorter, and you can hold Xiguan in your hands without spending a single soldier.

The prison in Senluo Dao is different from the prison of the Criminal Department.

Those who violate the criminal law of the Northern Wei Dynasty will be taken into the prison of the Criminal Department in accordance with the law, awaiting interrogation, review at various levels, and then receive due punishment.

And Senluo Dao is different.

In the prison of Sen Luo Dao, the prisoners are all sinners who do not need to be tried and are directly punished.

Cao Zhixuan heard the desolate crying sound in the prison, as well as the angry howl of scolding himself, ignored them all, and hurriedly glanced at them, the civil officials in Xiguan were weak and couldn't bear the beating, and they had already opened their skin, some of them were still hanging for a breath, hanging softly on the torture equipment, and some of them were stubborn, seeing that they were coming, they scolded loudly, and wanted to do their best to spitt out the stars and splash them on themselves.

It's just a pity that it's all in vain.

Cao Zhixuan...... Cao thief!"

"Master Jiang will ...... for us Ahh

"It's not a pity for you to die!"

Cao Zhixuan ignored it indifferently.

These people were all forced to obey the unique Demon Dao essence blood of Sen Luo Dao.

Mere whipping does not lead to death, and those who faint in the past will be subjected to endless torture after being poured with cold water, and those who want to insult themselves will not only be in vain, but will incur even more inhumane torture.

After standing for only a minute, the smell of blood was too strong, he shook his head and left.

Of course, he knew that most of the officials sent by Xiguan to Luoyang were really scholars who were ready to display their ambitions in Luoyang, and they didn't know about the ethereal slope of Xiguan, and those who could really be favored by Yuan Zhongzhong would stay in the Xiqiang or military camp, and would not be sent to Luoyang.

So these people, where can they spit out Cao Zhixuan's so-called "wanted secret"?

They don't know anything about Xiguan's secrets.

So Cao Zhixuan...... Why arrest these Xiguan officials?

Why the torture is this?

He walked out of the Senluo Dao Prison, walked for a while, and came to the gate of the Fengxian Palace, where he heard a baby crying in the palace.

The young emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty narrowed his eyes, and no one knew what was going on in his heart.

There is anger, and there is anger.

He passed by the Fengxian Palace, but did not enter.

walked all the way to the place where the purple-robed master was staying, and saw Xuan Shangyu lying on the bed, half of the purple robe soaked in red, Mu Ran opened his eyes and looked at the top of the house.

Several imperial doctors beside the bed stayed awake all night, busy and anxious, but they were helpless about the injuries on the great master's body.

Hyun Sang-woo didn't turn his head.

He asked softly, "Have you vented your anger?" ”

Cao Zhixuan didn't speak, and looked at him quietly.

The Imperial Physician retreated quite knowingly, leaving the two of them alone in the same room.

Cao Zhixuan said word by word: "Why is it here." ”

Xuan Shang Yu Muran said: "It's all fate, and you can't escape." What can I do? What can you do?"

He frowned.

Xuan Shangyu said weakly: "The Great Monarch of the Western Regions is a figure that cannot be counted at all by mysticism, he pays more attention to karmic retribution than me, but he pays attention to retribution, if he has the intention to retaliate, and sends out another finger, Yan Xiaoqi and I will be scattered." ”

Cao Zhixuan looked at the purple robe that was pierced by the "Phoenix Immortal", and the blood was not stopping.

The Great Master closed his eyes and said, "For me, this injury doesn't matter, and it doesn't matter if you wear your heart, just rest and recuperate." Even if you can't get better in this life, just spend your days on the bed, and it's no big deal. ”

"For Yan Xiaoqi, it's different. Xuan Shangyu took a deep breath and said: "She has rushed back to Mobei, Dajun doesn't want to kill her, that sword pierced Donkey Kong's physique, and half of the essence blood was thrown on Jiang Qingyi's body, Yan Xiaoqi is not hard to support the injury now, and if he suppresses the king of Mobei before the injury bursts out, it will be a great loss for the Northern Wei Dynasty." ”

Cao Zhixuan spit out two words softly.

"Ridiculous. ”

Hyun Shangyu silently closed his eyes.

"It's ridiculous. ”

The man of the Cao family smiled and said: "The dignified national teacher, and my queen, the two of you have designed and plotted Xiguan, and instructed the king of Mobei on the border of the Western Regions to hide for the demon clan and raid Xiguan, my Xiguan...... How many lives died overnight?"

"It's ridiculous. ”

Cao Zhixuan smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and he asked seriously: "I want to ask you, you, Li Yu, put me ...... Where did you put it?"

"This is my Great Wei!"

Cao Zhixuan shouted angrily: "This fucking Xiguan, it's my Xiguan!

He slapped on the green jade case next to the bed, the jade case suddenly shattered, and the man of the Cao family was heartbroken at the moment, and asked in a deep voice: "Xuan Shangyu, how can you play such a mediocre chess!"

The purple-robed master was a little reluctant to close his eyes.

"Xiguan locked the battle line outside Liangjia City. ”

Yuan Zhongzhong beheaded all the officials sent to Xiguan in Luoyang, hung his head on the battle flag, and told the world the whole thing...... Colluding with the demon clan, burying Xiguan, and using demon Gu, how ridiculous are these things?! What's even more ridiculous is that this news reached Luoyang, and I actually ...... The last one to know?"

Cao Zhixuan put his hands on his belly, laughed, laughed out of tears, and said, "How do you let the world look at me? How do you let Qi Liang's Xiao Wang look at me?!"

His expression suddenly became serious, and then he became fierce.

"Huh?"

"You told me!"

......

......

Snow is falling.

The battle is blowing.

The bleak song echoes on the ethereal slope.

"Xiguan has a long road, white clothes and white robes stacked armor and cool ......"

The winding snow in Xiguan is paved with roads, and the white clothes are like snow, and the armor soldiers are everywhere.

"Pray for peace, the word Li is short and long. ”

Everyone, on the side of their shoulders and on their big arms, is hung with the word "Li".

They stood in the heavy snow, it was the last day before the New Year's Pass, and the atmosphere in Xiguan was solemn, a group of mourning, and the singing was broken.

"The king of Xiguan is a vassal king, and the mountain road stretches for one hundred and eight miles—"

"There is a big gun on the top of the mountain, and the tip of the gun is fragrant with wine!"

On the ethereal slope, the spear of the white-robed feudal king stands on the top of the mountain.

The spear, the tip of the spear pointed to the sky, was murderous.

Yuan Zhongzhong did not wear a white robe, but a green robe, lowered his eyebrows, and stood beside a young man.

His four fingers, clutching the plug of the huge wine jar, pulled it out with a "sudden".

The aroma of wine is overflowing.

The young man was dressed in a white robe, wearing the same color as the snow of the heavens and the earth, and his face was also bloodless, but he looked in good spirits, his lips were red, and he read a few words.

Later, the singing stopped in the summer.

The young man's words read as follows:

"Xiguan doesn't look back, this is the ...... of Great Wei"

"The boy died, and the monument was next to the three dogs. ”

This is the most widely circulated drinking song in Xiguan when the white-robed prince was alive.

It was not sung, but the last two lines were softly read out by the man in the white robe.

There is a sentence in it, which is to guard the customs for the Great Wei.

Now the battle flag hunts.

A few drops of blood spilled from the skull of the flag, stained with snowflakes in the air, dripped to the shoulders, and instantly stained the red and white clothes.

Hanging on the battle flag is the head of the Great Wei official.

Jiang Qingyi took Yuan Zhongzhong's huge wine vat with one hand.

He stood in front of the tomb of the king of the Liqing domain.

Slowly tilt the vat so that the wine pours out.

From behind him, Guo Youzhi and Dong Yun, as well as a column of Xiguan officials, all lowered their eyebrows and respectfully, and no one said anything.

Jiang Qingyi slowly stretched out a finger, put it into his lips, bit it down slowly and hard, and stood in front of the tomb of Prince Li Qing.

He suddenly tore open his white robe, dipped it in blood and wrote:

I fought for the Great Wei.

He also died for Da Wei.

Today, I will crusade against the Great Wei and pay tribute to the heroic soul of Xiguan until I die in battle!

Yuan Zhongzhong looked at the white-robed young man with compassion.

He gave half of the floating records in the prince's tomb to Jiang Qingyi, this young man has obtained the great creation left by the prince, and his cultivation has become the first class in the world.

And his body ...... has long lost the weak bookish atmosphere of the original.

In a trance, it was like seeing the high-spirited prince back then.

Under the white robe, layers of cool armor are stacked.

Jiang Qingyi pursed his lips, drank highly, and against the strong wind, he slammed the bloodstained white robe into the tip of the gun.

The red robe dances wildly in the wind.

The grand singing resounded among the Xiguan armor warriors—

"Xiguan doesn't look back, let's abandon the pass and break the Great Wei!"

Jiang Qingyi's hands were scarlet, and he raised his arms to support the sky, as if he was holding up a canopy.

The wooden sword at his waist moved with the wind, clanging and roaring.

"Raise my Xiguan sword, hold my Xiguan gun!"

"Sacrifice my 100,000 souls, cast me 10,000 jars of wine!"

"Wait for him...... The white robe is stacked with cool armor, and the battle flag enters Luoyang!"