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Beitongxuan is hiding.

Hua Fei, who escaped from Chang'an, was hiding with Yu Ling'er yesterday.

He was hiding all the way to Xiliang.

They are the heirs of Tianlan Temple, the guardians of the common people, what they are doing is the right thing, why should they hide.

What's the point of hiding, hiding to the end, Beitongxuan killed Ruyan, and he lost Qingluan.

He didn't know what those dignitaries in Chang'an City were thinking, the three dukes and nine qing.

However, the barbarian army is approaching the pool, Yongning Pass is difficult to protect, and the iron hooves of the barbarian army with Sima Xu are about to break through the splendid clothes of the Central Plains nobles, and he does not feel sorry for these dignitaries.

He just can't let go of those displaced people, and it is difficult to let go of children like Ananda, maybe the current situation of the Moqingling people is the tomorrow of the people of Xiliang.

He's been thinking about this for the past few days.

Now that he has figured it out, he wants to stand up, he wants to stand up in the name of the watchman of Tianlan Temple, he wants to tell those who are still living in a sweet dream, Xiliang's predicament.

Yu Heng did not teach him the rise and fall of the world, and the husband is responsible.

So he doesn't understand.

All he knows is that the mountains and rivers are broken, and the common people are innocent.

"I'll write it for you. Su Changan's hand opened suddenly, and the pen, ink and letter paper in the man's hand flew into his hand suddenly.

"It's useless. Ruby shook her head. She seemed to realize what Su Changan wanted to do, and said: "We have sent dozens of requests for help to the imperial court before and after, but they are all like mud cows entering the sea, and there is no response. The current Yongning Pass is not so much the last barrier of Xiliang as the abandoned son of the imperial court. ”

Su Changan was silent, just silently continued to write on the piece of paper, everyone also knew that this young man had a special identity, although they all felt that what he was doing at this time was useless, but no one really interrupted it.

Until half an hour passed, Su Changan closed his pen.

He looked up at the crowd and vaguely guessed what was going on in their hearts.

"This letter cannot be delivered to the imperial court. Su Changan's fingers flexed slightly, and with a slight sigh, the letter flew into the hand of the general.

The general was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Where should I send it?"

"Taiwei Mansion, Mu Guiyun. Su Chang'an said.

The man was stunned for a moment, and looked at Hongyu with some hesitation.

Hongyu's gaze stopped at Su Changan's face for a while, and finally said with a calm brow: "Do as he says." ”

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After that, Mo Qingling and others, who got Hongyu's promise, hurried back to settle the clansmen, and promised that they would bring Wu Man to Yongning Pass to join everyone after half a month.

The rest of the generals also performed their duties under Hongyu's arrangement, and in the blink of an eye, only Su Changan and Hongyu were left in the camp tent that was still lively.

"What did you write in your letter?" Hongyu sat in the first place, looking at Su Chang'an, who was standing on the side, and asked. Her eyebrows were slightly raised, the corners of her mouth were upturned, and she seemed to be smiling, as if she was quite interested in Su Changan.

There are many rumors about this descendant of Tianlan Academy, and aside from the nonsense of those demon clan spies, the words that have been used the most about this young man should be such as stunned, self-conscious, and bold.

But Hongyu didn't think so, in her opinion, this young man could stay in Chang'an for so long after Yuheng's death, and he could escape all the way from Chang'an to Xiliang, and he was even more miraculously the leader of the 70,000 barbarians, and he must have his superiority.

If you really want to use some rhetoric to describe him, Hongyu is more willing to use rhetoric like Xiuwai Huizhong and Great Wisdom Ruoyu.

She didn't think that the letter sent by Su Changan was just a simple boy's heart, and more likely, maybe this young man had some plans of his own.

"Ask for help. Su Changan said with an ordinary expression.

"Asking for help?" Hongyu was a little surprised, "We've tried this many times, and the court has always ignored it. ”

"I heard that you have a lot of friendship with the son of Taiwei, but now the government is in the hands of Sima Xu, and Mu Liangshan can't be the master at all. ”

Su Changan shook his head and said indifferently: "I never thought of asking the imperial court for soldiers from the beginning. ”

"Don't ask the court to ask for soldiers, then who do you ask for soldiers?" Hongyu became more and more puzzled.

"Koto. ”

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After that, Su Changan talked with Hongyu for a long time.

There are about Xiliang, there are also about Chang'an, and even Beidi and Xishu.

By the time Su Changan returned to Beitongxuan's mansion, it was already evening, and he wanted to go to see Beitongxuan's condition, but he was told by Sima Changxue that Beitongxuan had fallen asleep after taking some decoction, so he naturally couldn't bother, so he surrendered to Sima Changxue and returned to his residence.

It's night.

Light snow began to fall again in Xiliang.

Su Changan rested his head on his arm, lying on the bed, looking at the snowflakes falling outside the house through the gap in the screen window, stunned.

He began to sort out the information he had gained over the past few days.

He had been through so much during this time that he had no time to think about it.

Now, it has finally come to an end, and I have this leisure.

He closed his brow, his thoughts drifting.

First of all, it is the Zhenxi god who came back from the dead in Laiyun City, his resurrection from the dead must be strange, and what Su Changan cares about the most is that the crape myrtle twins he saw that day, a star actually connected the lifeline of the two stars. And the Majesty in the mouth of Zhenxi Shenhou, in Su Changan's opinion, should also be someone else, or is the Holy Emperor not dead at all? After all, he had also heard Qingluan mention that she did not send away the Saint Emperor's heroic soul.

But the question is, where did he go? The biggest possibility that Su Changan could think of was the Northland. After all, there was his old ministry there, and his daughter and prince were there. It's just that Su Changan couldn't figure out how the Holy Emperor survived, let alone what he was planning.

Maybe when he got to this point, he should go back to the Northland, counting that he has been away there for two years, and he doesn't know what his father is doing now, and he doesn't know how Xianjun is doing now, she should be very worried about not having news of himself for so long.

Then, the grievances between him and Xu Rang will be broken, Tianlan Academy, he must take it back!

What Uncle Shi handed over to him himself, how could he easily give it to others?

Then, it was his other uncle, Ancestor Kaiyang, what did he want to do, Su Changan had no clue, and Sima Xu and those barbarian saints planned to press on Su Changan's heart like a mountain.

Finally, there is Qingluan.

Su Changan thought of this name, and felt a pain in his heart, he reached out and put it into his arms, groped for a while, and finally took out a doll.

It was a girl-like puppet, dressed in green clothes, and it was very cute.

Su Changan put it in front of his eyes, looked at this puppet and smiled.

"Wait for me, I'll definitely go to you. ”

He muttered like this, but he could no longer resist the heavy weariness, and fell asleep.