Chapter 386

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Song Yushi didn't dare to say much, but his expression was obviously a lot more relaxed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Now it seems that I can only pin my hopes on that little gentleman. ”

The old worshipper said expressionlessly: "If this incident really happens, the Dushan Sect will inevitably break with General Ximen Wang, and at that time, why will the son of the queen mother still climb the dragon chair?"

Song Yushi is not a cultivator, although he knows that many ministers in the court are from the Dushan Sect, but he still can't understand the statement of the old ancestor, and wonders how the Dushan Sect can decide the succession to the throne?

The old worshipper sighed and said: "That little gentleman is not afraid of Tang Law and killed Huang Xing and Yu Shuizhu on the rain street, that is because he is strong enough and confident that he will not be caught by anyone, but in front of Ximen Wang, the strength and weakness are easy to strength, if I am him, I don't know how to start, no matter how fast his realm has improved in the past two years, it is still impossible to be Ximen Wang's opponent, Ximen Wang can pinch him to death with only one finger." ”

Song Yushi listened to the clouds and subconsciously said, "Do we want to help that little gentleman secretly?"

The old worship glanced at him, his white eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said: "Ximen Wanggui is the means of the Dushan Sect, if Xu Chen wants to forcibly break the rules, the Dushan Sect will not help him, but it may not be able to stop him, the most likely is to watch from the sidelines, but that is because Xu Chen is a student of Xuanwei and is the person of the Dushan Sect, but if we intervene in this matter, do you think that the Dushan Sect really dare not attack Qinghe County?"

Song Yushi smiled a little embarrassedly, but he was thinking in his heart, if the clan didn't dare to meddle in this matter, wouldn't it be unreasonable for your old man to come to the capital?

The old worshipper guessed what this distant nephew was thinking in his heart, but he didn't explain anything, he slowly closed his eyes, he didn't need to play the unpredictable at this moment, it was really because he was still meditating at this time, thinking about how to defeat Ximen Wang for that little gentleman of the Dushan Sect.

If Xu Chen couldn't figure it out, then this battle would never be able to happen, and if the old worshipper couldn't figure it out, the Qinghe County surnames and Her Royal Highness the princess behind him wouldn't be able to benefit from this matter.

The confusion of the princes of Qinghe County is also the confusion of many people in the capital at this time, as the rumors of Xu Chen's life story spread in a very limited range, the big names in the palace are frowning and thinking, what will Xu Chen do without the support of the Shan Sect.

Those big people who vaguely guessed the inside story, like His Royal Highness the Prince, have not been deceived by Xu Chen's seemingly frivolous and scoundrel disguise, they all know that Xu Chen is a guy with strong self-control, very rational and even indifferent because of reason.

At the moment when there was no hope, it stands to reason that Xu Chen should not make any moves, and the big men thought hard for Xu Chen for a long time, but they couldn't find any hope, so their mood gradually relaxed, and they felt that the capital city should be peaceful this autumn, and there would be no problems between the Dushan Sect and the military.

At this time, a piece of news spread from the palace of the general of the town army to the palace, and also to the mansions of the princes and ministers, which made these big people puzzled.

General Ximen Wang gave a banquet to Mr. Xu Chen at the mansion tonight.

In the courtyard of the house on the shore of Yanming Lake.

Ye Tong looked at Xu Chen in the shadow of the locust tree, looked at the expression on his face, and suddenly asked, "I only know now why you need strength." ”

Xu Chen said: "It is worthy of being the chief secretary of the adjudication department, who escaped from the secluded capital of Taoshan, and can still receive such secret information. ”

Ye Tong said: "Of course, the revenge of killing my father must be avenged, but now is obviously the most inappropriate time, you can't even beat me now, why should you kill Ximen Wang?"

Xu Chen said: "When did I say that I was going to kill Ximen Wang?"

"Feeling. ”

Ye Tong said calmly: "This autumn lake, the house by the lake, the food cooked by the maid, your breathing, and the smell of the garden, all tell me that you are preparing to kill." ”

Xu Chen shook his head and said, "Killing people violates Tang Law, and the teacher and senior brother don't allow me to do this." ”

Ye Tong said: "Then why do you still want to go to the banquet." ”

Xu Chen said with a smile: "Why don't you go if you can eat for nothing?" I can't beat him now, and I can't kill him, so I have to eat all the delicacies and delicacies in the general's mansion, which can be regarded as revenge." ”

Ye Tong naturally didn't believe his words, and said, "If there is really a dispute between you and Ximen Wang, you will benefit a lot from it, so I won't stop you." ”

Xu Chen said: "I asked the maid to prepare a supper, so I will come back alive." ”

The General's Mansion did not prepare any delicacies for today's dinner, and the long square table set up in the courtyard among the autumn trees was dark in color, and some very ordinary dishes were placed on it, but it had a solemn atmosphere. The number of servants and maidservants serving at the table is not large, and this kind of thing is actually done by the two Ximen Wanggongzi, which is completely different from the extravagant pomp of the rumored general Ximen Wang.

At this time, probably the whole capital was paying attention to this dinner, but the atmosphere in the banquet was not as tense as people imagined, looking at Ximen and Xu Chen, who were sitting at both ends of the long table, just eating in silence, occasionally saying a few words about the scenery of the wasteland and the encounter in the mountain gate.

The simple dinner party was simply at the end, and the maidservants rushed in, quietly collecting the leftovers from the long table, and serving two trays of blue-sky teapots.

The two Ximen Wanggongzi shared the first tea for Xu Chen, and then said goodbye very politely, walked out of the garden, let all the maids and stewards stay away, and kept at the gate of the garden quietly.

The teapot and the teacup are the same color as the sky, quite sparse, but warm and unobtrusive, the tea is black fir, and it is also a very mild tea, even the tea temperature is just right at this time.

Xu Chen looked at the teapot intently, stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the teacup, and then he raised his head and looked at Ximen Wang at the end of the long table, just as attentive and serious as he looked at the teapot a moment ago, just like when he saw Prince Li Peiyan for the first time in front of the Dushan Sect Hall two years ago, he seemed to want to brand Ximen Wang's face into his eyes.

Ximen looked at the large black fir in the cup rising and falling in the slightly condensed warm well water, knowing that Xu Chen was staring at him, the corner of his lips slowly released a slightly mocking smile, and said: "Do you want to see what your enemy looks like? ”

Xu Chen didn't deny his words, but he didn't admit it either, his fingers gently turned the azure small teacup, and said, "In Wuxian Town, I respect Senior Brother, not you. ”

Hearing this, Ximen Wang slowly raised his head.

With his movements, the undulating piece of black fir in the teacup seemed to have been hit suddenly, and honestly sank to the bottom of the cup.

Xu Chen lowered his head.

Simon looked at him with a blank face.

The autumn breeze rose in the courtyard, the treetops rattled, and countless uneven yellow leaves were blown off the branches and landed on the long table and ground in front of the two of them.

If it were someone else, facing the strong coercion of General Ximen Wang and the killing intent brought by the autumn wind and yellow leaves, thinking of the profound resentment between the two, even if he was not afraid, he would probably feel a little nervous, but Xu Chen didn't, and there was not even a trace of expression on his face.

Simon looked him in the eye without any warning, and suddenly asked, "Are you the son of that man?"

Xu Chen looked at the darkening tea in the cup and shook his head.

The autumn wind, with its murderous aura, continued to linger in the courtyard, blowing off more leaves, and then brushing the yellow leaves on the table to the ground, and blowing the yellow leaves on the ground around.

Ximenwang said: "I have killed many people in my life, I don't care. ”

Xu Chen finally raised his head at this time, looked at him and said, "The general is mighty. ”

The yellow leaves on the ground are blown around by the autumn breeze until they reach the corner of the wall, and it looks like the lake is crashing against the embankment in waves, and there are many layers of waves.

Ximen Wang said: "Hatred is such a thing, sometimes it can't be solved, but it must be solved. ”

The fallen leaves piled higher and higher in the corners of the courtyard wall, and the top fallen leaves fell one after another, and were blown up again by the autumn wind that still occupied the ground, and the autumn wind did not give the fallen leaves any chance to escape.

Just like the conversation at this time, Ximen Wang said three words, and they didn't seem to have any connection with each other, but they were extremely strong and pressed step by step, without giving Xu Chen any chance to retreat.

Xu Chen looked at the withered yellow leaves struggling and cowering in the corner of the wall, and asked, "Please advise." ”

Simon looked at him expressionlessly and said, "You can't move me." ”

Xu Chen turned his head to look at him and said, "But you don't dare to touch me." ”

Can't move and don't dare to move, it sounds like there is no difference between the two, in fact, the difference is very big, the former is about Xu Chen's inability, and the latter is about Ximen Wang's lack of courage.

Ximen Wang said: "Because of this, even the unsolvable hatred must be unraveled, or you wait another twenty years, when I really become old and weak." ”

"At that time, the general must have died, and he had enjoyed twenty years of good fortune. ”

Xu Chen looked at him and smiled and said: "Of course, I'm just talking about things, general, don't misunderstand anything, in fact, I think that since the general is about to return to old age, he shouldn't say these unlucky words." ”

Hearing the word "return to the old", Ximen Wang squinted slightly, and an indifferent emotion appeared on his dark and iron-like face, and said: "Whether it is the imperial court or the Western Jin Dynasty, they all think that I can return to old age safely, and I should feel very satisfied, in fact, I am not satisfied, tens of thousands of iron horsemen under my command are enough to sweep the countries, I have made countless feats for Chaoyang and the Western Jin Dynasty, but because of those small things back then, the court and His Majesty have been looking at me coldly, if not, how would I go to the wasteland to grab the book of heaven? How can there be the current situation?"

Xu Chen asked, "Is the general explaining to me?"

Ximen Wang did not hide his contempt for him, and said mockingly: "If it weren't for luck to bow down to Xuanwei Sect, what qualifications would you have to sit in front of General Ben? Even so, what qualifications do you have to let General Ben explain to you? I just want you to know that I'm not in a good mood right now." ”

Xu Chen said: "In the previous paragraph, the general said that the bloody rain in the capital and the massacre of the village in Yanjing were small things, which made me not feel very good. ”

At this point in the conversation, someone finally pointed out the old things of the year.

"I don't care about your mood. ”

Simon looked at him indifferently and said, "Because I said before, you can't move me, and I'm in a bad mood, so you have to care, because if you really let me start a rush, I can crush you like an ant, so I advise you to make General Ben feel better in the days before I leave the capital." ”

Xu Chen shook his head and said, "I can't imagine how you crushed me." ”

"Than this moment, in the autumn garden of this party. ”

Ximen looked expressionless and said: "Mr. Dushan Zong tried in vain to assassinate the imperial general, but he failed in embarrassment, and was slapped into pulp by the general of this general. ”

Xu Chen took a sip of slightly astringent tea, and said with a slight smile: "Crush me...... General, you, this general's mansion, and the relatives of the clansmen you sent back to your hometown will also be crushed to death by the teacher. ”

In the territory of Chaoyang, the person who can really silence Ximen Wang and dare not make any reckless moves has never been His Majesty the Emperor, but can only be the Xuanwei of the back mountain of the Dushan Sect.

Ximen looked at him and said indifferently: "As I said before, I don't dare to touch you, you can't move me, so the power of the host and guest is in my hands, in the days before I leave the capital, if you really want to do something, what I do is unbearable, then I will try to move you." ”

Xu Chen asked seriously, "Is this a threat?"

Ximen Wang said: "I am educating you that any backing and backing is a meaningless thing, and in the face of real life and death, only your own strength is worthy of trust." ”

Xu Chen looked at him and laughed, and said: "Back then, when a sword picked the Demon Sect, the general found that his back and scenery had all become a bubble, so he betrayed his division and defected to the Western Jin Dynasty? But my situation is different, Xuanwei is not Liansheng, and the Dushan Sect is not the Demon Sect, the general can rest assured." ”

This sentence directly revealed all the dark curtains in the deepest part of Ximen Wang's heart, which can be said to be the most naked slap in the face, so General Ximen Wang's face became crimson.

Not every time you blush, you're drunk.

Tonight is tea.

Simon Wangda's face was flushed, and he was angry.

Xu Chen dared to ridicule like this, naturally he was sure that even if the other party was the general of the town army, no matter how violent and murderous he was, he still didn't dare to do anything to himself who was born in the Dushan Sect.

Sure enough, Ximen Wang looked at him quietly, just like looking at a withered yellow leaf on the table, the crimson color on his face gradually faded, and his mood gradually calmed down, and said, "Send off guests." ”

Xu Chen gently shook off a fallen leaf that fell on the black hospital uniform, and did not say goodbye to Ximen Wang, who was sitting on the opposite side of the long table, and stood up and left this autumn garden.

The autumn breeze in the garden is gradually quieting, and the pile of yellow leaves that have been blown to the corner of the wall gradually disperses.

The two Ximen Wanggongzi walked back to the garden, looked at their silent father, and stopped talking.

"It's fine. ”

Ximen looked expressionless and said: "A person who kills his father's enemy in front of him and doesn't even dare to admit his own background may be very smart, calm and rational, but these qualities have no meaning. ”

"It is a great humiliation to stand at the table and not dare to take revenge for the family, and he himself knows this very well, so he feels humiliated and humiliates me with words. ”

"I want to seek psychological comfort in this? I can only move my mouth, not my hands, a guy who lacks the most fundamental courage to become a strong man, where is worthy of being my enemy. ”

When Xu Chen walked into the General's Mansion, I don't know how many big people began to be anxious and nervous, and there were I don't know how many eyeliners were hidden outside the General's Mansion, and the situation of this dinner was constantly transmitted back to the palace or other places.

No one knows the specific situation of the dinner in the General's Mansion, but since Xu Chen walked out alive, then nothing must have happened to this dinner, because that means that General Ximen Wang did not make a move, as for Xu Chen killing Ximen Wang and then coming out without blood stains, this possibility does not exist in the eyes of everyone.

In the imperial study, His Majesty the Emperor was thoughtful, and in a hall not far away, the Empress and Zeng Jing glanced at each other, with slightly more condescending expressions. General Xu Shida, who had been sitting in the military department, nodded after hearing the information, but the old worshipper of Qinghe County, who lived in the Imperial History Mansion, couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

On the top floor of the Ten Thousand Wild Goose Pagoda, standing by the stone window, looking at the direction of the General's Mansion, he said with relief: "I have always been worried about Xu Chen's temperament, but now it seems that I have been studying with Xuanwei for so long, and I really know more than I did at the beginning, and it is not in vain that Senior Brother Yan Se handed over the mantle and array eyes to him." ”

Master Wuzen looked at him and smiled slightly, but didn't say anything.

Li Mo left the tower, walked back to the table, pushed those Buddhist scriptures aside, took out a few black and white chess pieces from his arms, and threw them at random.

His injuries have not healed, but when he is in a good mood, he wants to do something, this time the divination is completely casual, and he doesn't want to peep into the sky, he just wants to see if he can be lucky enough to get some induction.

A white chess piece suddenly spun and spun faster and faster, until it finally spun off the table and landed on the hard floor.

I heard a crisp snap, and the white piece split in half.

The crack was smooth and unmarked, as if it had been cut open by a sharp sword.

Li Mo looked at the white chess in a daze, and his expression gradually became solemn.

Wuzen's brows furrowed suddenly, and he said in shock: "What a terrible sword...... Could it be that Liu Bai has come to the capital?"

The autumn wind enters the city tower, and the capital does not know sorrow.

Autumn grain from various counties was transported to the city one after another, and the good harvest not only made the wrinkles on the faces of the farmers in the countryside stretch, but also made the people in the city smile a lot. The leaves of the ginkgo tree fall from the branches, covering the long street, not showing solemnity but feeling beautiful.

As in the rest of the season, there were many tourists from other counties and even foreign countries who arrived in the capital with the autumn grain, including a man in a pale white plain shirt.

The man's plain shirt was a little dusty, and he carried a long sword on his back, and his expression was calm and gentle, and only few people could understand the pride and indifference hidden in the deepest part of his eyebrows.

He walked on the streets of the capital city full of pedestrians, and it was clear that there were crowds of people in front of him, but in his eyes there were only the historic buildings of the capital that had gone through thousands of years of wind and frost, and no one existed.

This is the bustling and prosperous capital of the world's first male city, this man in a light white shirt, but it seems that he can't feel the bustle and prosperity here at all, more accurately, although his body is in the prosperous red dust, his spirit is not in this world, only in the taste of this city.

Over the years, he has been either in the red dust or outside the world, where his body is, but that heart has been floating outside the world, so there is no prosperity in his eyes, not even people.

Several naughty boys ran past the man in a jostle holding frosted fruit bunches, and one of them, a crying little girl, almost wiped the snotty water from her face on his body, he frowned slightly at the little girl's back, and slowly shook his head.

At this moment before, he looked at the long street with no one in his eyes, felt the historical atmosphere of this thousand-year-old city, felt something, and was about to say something, but was disturbed by these naughty boys, and suddenly lost interest.

Standing in front of the stall, he watched the diminutive boss skewer all kinds of fruits into strings with great skill, and then rolled in the sugar paddle pot, and suddenly felt that there was no interest, and walked towards the north of the city.