The sun sets, the afterglow of the remnant sun is reflected on a grass in the east courtyard of the Jin Palace, Yang Yuanba is in full armor, holding the lance and standing concentrating, he swings a long lance, the shadow of the lance flies, the blade of the lance beats like a flower of fire under the reflection of the sunset, the flowers gradually become charming, his lance shadow is getting faster and faster, and gradually becomes a fire burning.

Yang Yuanba was engrossed, his lance method had no tricks, and there were only sixteen words in the book that Yuwen Huayu gave him, and he finally understood the essence of the sixteen-word formula.

There are no tricks on the battlefield, the battle situation is ever-changing, and the tricks are also ever-changing, but everything is not far from its origin, as long as he understands the sixteen-character formula, then he is a top lance master.

Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle, he does not dare to be careless at all, and he does not underestimate the enemy, after all, He Fubo is recognized as the fifth of the nine generals in the army, and his martial arts are outstanding, although He Fubo is over sixty years old, he Yang Yuanba seems to have a young advantage, and there are also rumors in the workshop, but Yang Yuanba knows in his heart that the real master of the decisive battle can often be seen within one or two moves, at this time physical strength is not important, the important thing is speed, strength and experience.

As soon as Yang Yuanba recruited him, in an instant, the shadow of the lance disappeared, and he plunged the lance into the soil, only then did he turn around and smile at Yang Zhao, who had been standing behind him for a long time: "Let Your Highness wait for a long time." ”

Yang Zhao applauded lightly and praised sincerely: "It's really amazing!"

Yang Zhao is obese, although he is not suitable for martial arts, but he is well-informed, he can distinguish the level of martial arts, Yang Yuanba's martial arts really amazed him.

Sit down on a large rock next to you. Yang Zhao patted the empty seat beside him, "You sit down! I have something to say to you." ”

Yang Yuanba took a towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead, slowly walked to Yang Zhao's side and sat down and said with a smile: "Actually, it's just looking for a feel, if you really fight with him, I'm afraid it only takes two or three moves to see the difference." ”

Yang Zhao frowned, "Yuanba, although it doesn't make sense to say it now, but my original intention." This kind of gambling on life and death is a bad custom of Xianbei people, you are a Han Chinese, you can completely ignore him. ”

Yang Yuanba shook his head, "This has nothing to do with the nation, the hatred between me and him is too deep." Indeed, it is necessary to live and die. ”

"But you are not yet sixteen years old, and he has had enough of the glory and riches, and it is too unfair to you. Yang Zhao sighed and said.

"Your Highness, why does it have to be me who loses?"

Yang Yuanba smiled: "I'm very confident, I think he must be defeated." ”

"Tell me, why are you confident?" Yang Zhao asked with a smile.

Yang Yuanba said lightly: "It's very simple, his knife has been softened by Gentle Township, and I just returned from a bloody battle on the battlefield." The murderous spirit has not disappeared. ”

"Makes sense!"

Yang Zhao nodded approvingly, he groaned for a while, and said slowly: "Just now, my father sent someone to deliver a letter, and he still has a few words to add, let me explain it to you again." ”

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Qi Wangfu, Qi King Yang Jun's staff Chen Zhiwei hurriedly rushed into the palace, he walked briskly all the way, and came to Yang Jun's study in a moment. The door of the study was closed, and he just wanted to knock on the door, but two of Yang Xuan's personal guards stopped him and shook their heads at him, Chen Zhiwei was stunned, and he suddenly heard the sound of a woman's laughter in the room, and immediately understood. Hurriedly stood aside and waited.

About a quarter of an hour later, the door opened, and a young woman with slightly messy hair walked out quickly, her face flushed unfaded, and Chen Zhiwei was secretly surprised in his heart. This woman is the sister of Princess Qi, married to the son of the general Yuanshou, how did she hook up with King Qi?

"Who's out there?" asked Yang Xuan, the king of Qi, from inside the room.

"It's a subordinate, Chen Zhiwei. ”

"Come in!"

Chen Zhiwei walked in quickly.

Yang Xuan's cold eyes made Chen Zhiwei shiver, and he hurriedly bowed down and said: "The humble position has received the latest news, and the life-and-death battle between He Bi and Yang Yuanba will be made by Dugu. ”

"What else?"

"There is also the fact that Yang Yuanba now lives in the Jin Palace. ”

Yang Xuan's face softened slightly, and he said, "I know this, I want to know, do He Bi have any other means?"

"Shouldn't be, our people said that He Bi was practicing martial arts desperately in the mansion today. ”

"Humph!"

Yang Jun sneered disdainfully, "I usually play with women until my legs are weak, but now I think of practicing martial arts, it's too late!"

"Your Highness, do you want us to make a move, help He Bi, and let him kill Yang Yuanba directly. ”

Yang Jun got up and walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, he was very conflicted in his heart, Yang Yuanba lived in Yang Zhao's mansion, which made him feel a potential threat, he knew the weight of Yang Chudao, once Yang Chudao was really pulled to the side of King Jin because of his grandson Yang Yuanba, it would be very unfavorable to him, if he could borrow He Bi's hand to kill Yang Yuanba and eradicate this potential danger, it would not be bad.

But Yang Yun was thinking about another thing, I heard that my father had intervened in this battle in some way, if he was not secret, and his father knew that he was secretly manipulating this matter, I am afraid that this would cause great anger from his father, and it would be even more detrimental to himself.

Yang Jun weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and really felt very contradictory, Chen Zhiwei understood Yang Jun's worries very well, he smiled and said: "In fact, Yang Yuanba is just the concubine of the Yang family, as far as he knows, he has been alone since he was a child, and the Yang family does not like him, the reason why he lives in the Jin Mansion today is because he can't stay in the Yang Mansion anymore, His Royal Highness might as well make a fuss about it and reduce his influence on Yang Chudao, so I think it is more secure." ”

Chen Zhiwei's strategy is called drawing salary from the bottom of the kettle, which makes Yang Yuan very satisfied, and Yang Yuanba should return to Dali City soon, so he really doesn't have to take it too seriously.

He nodded, "We don't want to participate in this life-and-death fight, we can stay out of it, but Yang Chudao has to fight for it, and if you want to use dim sum, you must find a way to get Yang Chudao to support me." ”

"The lowly duty understands, and the lowly duty goes to find a way again. ”

"Wait!"

Chen Zhiwei was just about to leave, but Yang Yun stopped him again, and coldly ordered: "That little housekeeper in He Bi's mansion." Kill him!"

Chen Zhiwei couldn't help but shudder, it was this little butler who told He Bi that Yang Yuanba had returned to Beijing, and he had just bought it yesterday, so he was going to kill him today? Chen Zhiwei didn't dare to argue, agreed, and slowly retreated.

Yang Jun's gaze fell on a jade horn on the table again, and he picked up the jade horn. After weighing it slightly, he couldn't help but put it in front of his nose and sniffed, with a smug smile on his face.

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In the past twenty years, He Bi has never focused on martial arts as much as he does today, in the back garden. He Bi was wearing a purple samurai robe, with a golden crown on his head, and he danced a large knife from the gate to the wind, and the sword was as bright as snow.

He Bi is sixty years old this year, but he is still strong and strong, and his martial arts are strong, especially his archery skills are outstanding, five years ago. He once competed with the Turks for arrows, and a hundred paces away, an arrow hit the bird feathers on the wall, which impressed the Turks and made Yang Xiong greatly appreciated.

Although He Bi's martial arts are high, his character is not good, he is short-tempered and reckless. Especially narrow-minded, the eyes will be repaid, the ninth year of the Jianyuan Dynasty destroyed Liang, he and Han Jinggong attacked the capital of the Southern Dynasty at the same time, when attacking the palace, He Bi was a step slower, and Han Jinggong grabbed Chen Houzhu first. Ling He Bi jumped like thunder, and drew his sword several times to find Han Jinggong to duel, wanting to fight for the first prize.

He refused to let go of a small battle feat, let alone the revenge of killing his son, Yang Yuanba left Beijing and went north. The bitter hatred of killing children has been deposited in He Bi's heart for more than a month, and this time Yang Yuanba returned to Beijing again, and the fire of hatred in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

He Bi danced the eighty-pound heavy knife, and there was a wooden stake in front of him, at this time, this wooden stake gradually became Yang Yuanba in his eyes, he hated so much that he wanted to spew fire, roared, and slashed his waist, 'Click!', the wooden stake was split into two sections, He Bi thrust the big knife into the ground, and laughed proudly, and he seemed to have a situation in his mind that Yang Yuanba was split into two by him.

A plump maid hurriedly stepped forward with a wooden plate, holding a bowl of buttermilk high in front of him, He Bi picked up the buttermilk and drank it dry, but Mao shrugged his big hand from the girl's placket, kneading the maid's plump breasts, the maid's face was swollen red, and he shouted in a low voice, "Master!"

Only then did He Bi find that his eldest son He Sheng was standing behind him, so he had to withdraw his hand and asked unhappily, "What's the matter?"

He Sheng saw a scene that he shouldn't have seen, his face was full of embarrassment, and he bowed down and said, "Father, Pingxianghou is here, waiting in the outer study." ”

"I see!"

He Bi took a towel from the plate to wipe his sweat and threw it to the maid!"

"You?"

He Bi glanced back at his son, snorted and said, "Your martial arts are not even comparable to ordinary border generals, and you still want to fight with Yang Yuanba, aren't you sent to death?"

"But my father is old, if there are three long and two short......"

"Enough!"

He Bi interrupted his son unhappily, "Don't talk this nonsense now!"

After a pause, he said coldly: "If I die, you will naturally inherit my title, what are you worried about?"

He Sheng didn't dare to say anything, his father was so old, and the dignified Song Guogong had to duel with a young general to the death, he really felt ashamed.

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He Bi pushed the door into the study, in the study, a middle-aged man was slowly drinking tea, He Bi didn't like tea, he had the best Mengding tea in his house, which was generally used to entertain guests.

When the middle-aged man saw He Bi coming in, he hurriedly got up and saluted with a smile, "It seems that Brother He Ruo is very confident!"

The middle-aged man's name is Dugu Quan, the seventh son of the famous general Dugu Xin of the Northern Qi Dynasty, fifty years old this year, the official worships the assassin of Youzhou, because Yang Liang rebelled and returned to Beijing to take refuge temporarily, it was he who told Yang Ying, and Dou Kang, the governor of Youzhou, was suspected of colluding with Yang Liang.

The Dugu family can be called the first gate valve of the Guanlong aristocracy, not only because Dugu Xin is the pillar of the Northern Qi Dynasty, but also because Yang Xiong Empress Dugu Jia Jinyun is the daughter of Dugu Xin, so that the Dugu family is particularly favored at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The Dugu family and the He family are world friends, and they are also related by marriage, and He Bi's dead second son He Jin married the daughter of the Dugu family.

He Bi nodded, "Qilang, please take a seat!"

The two sat down, and Dugu took out something from his bag and put it on the table, and said with a smile: "This is for you." ”

He Bi's eyes lit up suddenly.

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