Chapter 11: The Thirteen Swords of the Horse (I)
Fu Jingnian returned to the house in despair, seeing that Wei Nian's father and son were still kneeling on the ground, Fu Jingnian reluctantly smiled, and gently helped Wei Nian and his son up, when Fu Jingnian helped Wei Nian up, he obviously felt that this old man who was nearly sixty years old, his legs were trembling terribly.
"Uncle Wei. Fu Jingnian did not call General Wei Nian this time, but bent down and called Uncle Wei sincerely.
Wei Yu's expression was complicated, he had been kneeling for so long just now, and the Nine Emperor Princes didn't even have a word of comfort to himself, which couldn't help but make Wei Yu, who was elegant on the surface and arrogant in his heart, a little embarrassed. However, it is not to be disgusted, but I just think that this is the disadvantage of the Nine Emperor Princes to their father and son.
It's really naΓ―ve, Wei Yu couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
I didn't know that when Fu Jingnian helped Wei Nian up, he gently said in Wei Nian's ear: "Hundred refining recipes become steel, can An make it?"
When Wei Nian heard this, he laughed heartily, "Make, make." β
Fu Jing Nian Wuer.
Although the people around didn't understand what happened between Fu Jingnian and Wei Nian, they didn't ask much.
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"Your Highness, there are more than 20,000 members of the Weinian Legion, all of whom have been stationed in Nanban City at a hundred miles, waiting to be sent. β
"Well, you will first occupy the various hills of Nanban City, turn into robbers, and then contact you in secret if you have something. How?" Fu Hu'er said.
"Yes!" Wei Nian Wei said, "Then the old minister will go back and give orders now." β
Fu Hu'er smiled and nodded.
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There is another day is the end of the year, the entire Great Qin Empire began to rain goose feather snow, the snow is very large, it is said that the snow in Chang'an has almost flooded the feet, but even so, all the faces are filled with the taste of festivity, adults are happy to be happy all year round, can finally rest a few days, children are happy to get "New Year's money". In the end, the New Year is a happy time.
But the real meaning of the New Year, many people may have forgotten, the New Year's Close, this year's debt is repaid this year, and the debtor's New Year's Eve is as difficult as passing, which is why there is a saying about the New Year.
And this said, in the Nanban City, there are saints riding horses and stepping on snow, carrying thirteen swords, sweeping to Chang'an, and the speed is like a thunderstorm.
"Xuanxuan, Da Chu, I'm here to avenge you. The saint laughed loudly, and his voice shook through the nine heavens
Changan.
The streets of Chang'an are full of lights, lanterns are hung high, and there are disobedient children wrapped in sweaters and jackets knitted by their mothers, playing snowball fights on the snow, kneading a snowball, and building a snowman. Although my father and mother gritted their teeth, they had a smile on their faces, and it was said that they could not beat children on the day of the New Year, because it would be unlucky.
The New Year is a big reunion, and the sons and daughters who go out to travel generally go home on this day and accompany the old parents to have a rare reunion dinner, and many old fathers and mothers will also be in tears, shouting and asking for warmth, so lively.
There was an old man who was leading a sick horse, dressed in white and carrying thirteen knives on his horseback, and the old man walked very slowly, as if he was thinking about something.
He suddenly stopped and grabbed a pedestrian beside him, "This little brother, how to get to the palace?"
"The Palace, are you going to the Palace?"
"Yes, I'm going to the palace. β
"What are you doing at the palace?"
The old man seemed to think for a while, and suddenly grinned: "Kill." β
Outside the palace gate, looking at the brightly lit palace, the old man sighed, rubbed his hands and rubbed his hands, and finally led the horse over.
The two guards stationed at the city gate looked at the vanity that was gradually coming over, and shouted: "Old man, this is the imperial palace, and you can't enter here." β
Yu Tian smiled at the two guards, an apology flashed in his eyes, and he said softly, "Two." β
The two guards fell to the ground abruptly, and there was an extra line of blood on their eyebrows.
Walking into the palace gate, the old man continued to walk slowly with a smile on his face, and the sick nagging horse followed behind, kicking and neighing excitedly.
The eight Praetorian guards who were patrolling saw this scene and were surprised in their hearts and decided to capture this person first.
The old man smiled slightly, "Ten." The eight Praetorian guards were stunned, and before they had time to think about it, there was an extra line of blood on everyone's eyebrows.
"Kill!" In the distance, a hundred Praetorian guards came with guns.
The old man's smile did not change, "One hundred and twelve." β
Hundreds of Praetorian guards fell to the ground
Huang Shiqi is the martial artist in the military department, he is not confused at the age, and his official position is already General Ning Yuan under the fifth grade, and his cultivation is also very good, and he has stepped into the Guanyin realm with his whole body, and is known as the third master of the military department. From afar, Huang Shiqi saw an old man leading a horse from the palace gate, and all the way he was killed, and the bones that fell to the ground were already counted, and he could also know that there were hundreds, which couldn't help but make his pupils shrink for a while. He asked himself, if he was asked to do it, he could do it if he asked himself, but it would definitely not be so weird and easy, "Who is coming?" Huang Shiqi stared at the old man solemnly, and the black spear in his hand was clenched very tightly by him.
The old man smiled and did not speak, but gently removed the first knife from the horse.
The horse carried thirteen swords, the first of which was unsheathed
In the palace study, a middle-aged man in a nine-clawed dragon robe sat on a chair with a smile, there was no light in the room, he was the only one in the huge study, due to the darkness of the light, he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, he grinded the jade plate finger on the thumb of his right hand, raised his head and said to himself: "Foolish heaven, I have been waiting for you for nineteen years, is your old friend finally willing to come to see me?" I haven't seen you for nineteen years, and I don't know if you are growing up now?" I don't have many old friends left, you can count half of them, so don't let me down.
You'd better grow a little, or I'm afraid I won't be able to let you take the head this time. The man smiled to himself, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Greedy Huan, you haven't seen your master for nineteen years, how about accompanying me to see him this time?"
In the darker part behind the chair, a faint voice came from the background: "Obey." β
Great Qin Tianzi Yingzheng stood up and laughed, "There are friends from afar, are you happy?
ps:, "Hush" ranks sixty-seventh on the new book list, bandits, let's rush to the top fifty, okay?