Infinite Script Killing

Fourth watch

Many businessmen's convoys have gathered outside the city gate of Lin'an Mansion and are waiting in line.

At this time, it was only around three in the morning.

Similar to reality, trucks that generally supply vegetable supplies to cities also start entering the warehouse at this point.

The only difference is that these merchants' convoys often have to wait until the fifth watch before they can start entering the city.

But today, as early as the third watch of the day, the city gate had been opened, and all the caravans had to give way to both sides. They all looked into the distance, as if waiting for someone to enter the city.

"Shuai Wu will be back today?"

"Absolutely. Otherwise, who would be waiting for such a big movement?"

"Okay, we're lucky this time. We can see Marshal Wu, even if it's just a carriage, it's worth it."

Everyone said to each other one by one.

It can be seen how high Wu Jie's reputation is in the hearts of many people.

In fact, the common people don't care who becomes the emperor.

But it would be different if they defeated the Northern Barbarians. Those barbarians treated the Han people like two-legged lambs. Once they fell into the hands of these barbarians, life would be worse than death.

When Xuan Kun was destroyed, the city was massacred for three days, and blood flowed like a river.

The ancestral tombs of Emperor Xuanguo were dug up by these barbarians. Not only did they plunder all the burial objects, but they also took out the heads of Emperor Xuanguo's ancestors and made them into wine bottles.

What's more, after so many years, Tiangan has not been able to get an advantage from the northern barbarians.

Now that he finally let out a fierce breath and defeated a hundred thousand elites of the Northern Barbarians, whoever has a little bit of blood in his heart can help but applaud him.

Time passed by minute by minute.

In the blink of an eye, the sun in the distance began to rise slightly, and it was already past the fifth watch, but none of the merchants outside the city entered the city.

If Marshal Wu doesn't enter the city, whoever dares to enter won't be afraid of having his spine pierced.

"It's coming!! It's coming!! Marshal Wu is back!!"

A little beggar ran and shouted in the distance. Everyone was suddenly excited and immediately raised their heads and looked up. Sure enough, on the road in the distance, a group of people were slowly approaching here. On the huge handsome flag, there was clearly written Wu character.

"Back, back!!"

At this time, everyone burst into tears of joy and shouted "Wu Shuai triumphs" in unison. The sound became louder and louder, and the entire Lin'an Mansion could hear it.

Hearing the cheers outside, Wu Jie sat in the carriage with a very complicated mood.

Returning triumphantly, these four words are what generals of all ages have wished for.

But he and Xiao Chi have been fighting for so many years. Although they have won and lost, they dare not say it is a triumph.

Now I finally hear this belated celebration, but I am already in my twilight years.

But at the same time, he also felt lucky.

Some people achieve great success at a young age, but it is only a fleeting brilliance.

Although he is a late-life achievement, he has already retired and his life is complete.

There is no need to worry about the success of the master, and there is no need to make calculations for the sake of profit.

Thinking about his life, Wu Jie would like to say that his regret was that Xiao Chi died too hastily. He wished that his old friend could return to heaven. Even if he sacrificed all his military exploits, he would definitely protect him, just to be able to It would be nice to compete with this old friend on the chessboard for a few more years.

At this time, the shouts outside suddenly stopped.

Wu Zhe, who was sitting on the shaft of the car driving for his father, changed his expression and quickly opened the car curtain: "Father, Marquis Shenwu is here to pick you up!"

Wu Jie looked at the shocked expression on his son's face and looked slightly unhappy. He thought to himself that one of the unsatisfactory aspects of his life was this son.

Although Shenwuhou had a rich battle and outstanding military exploits, he was still his subordinate. He came to pick up his commander, so that he could enter the palace to face the saint together, so what's the big deal.

Just when Wu Jie wanted to reprimand Wu Zhe, Wu Jie almost bit his tongue when he heard Wu Zhe's next words.

"Dad, he is holding Lu Yanfang's head in his hand."

"Hiss!!! What did you say!!"

Wu Jie took a breath of air, his head was buzzing, his heart was in a state of turmoil, and he had mixed feelings.

Lu Yanfang, this name is undoubtedly a scar in the hearts of the soldiers of the three armies, and it is a shame that I don't want to mention.

However, Yang Hong actually brought this man's head with him when he returned. This was not only a great comfort to his own reputation, but also to the hearts of the soldiers of the three armies.

Wu Jie immediately ignored Wu Zhe and hurriedly got out of the car to take a look. Sure enough, he saw Xu Tong standing in front of the city gate, holding a human head in his hands and standing there quietly.

Looking at the bloody head, Wu Jie's eyes were already moist.

Standing on the shaft of the car, raising and lowering his hands, not knowing what to do, the commander-in-chief of the three armies, the God of War of Heaven, could no longer control his emotions.

He knew that no matter how famous he was and how many achievements he had made, facing a despicable person like Lu Yanfang was like a lump in his throat and it was hard to swallow.

He might be able to sacrifice his military exploits to exchange for Xiao Chi's life, but he could not exchange his military exploits for Lu Yanfang's life.

Because Lu Yanfang was the person protected by his mentor, if he touches Lu Yanfang himself, he would be breaking his mentor's name and betraying his trust.

But now, what he didn't dare to do was done by Yang Hong. This bloody head was an elixir, allowing him to finally give them an answer when he faced those fallen soldiers in the future.

Thinking of this, Wu Jie ran forward quickly. The old man who was already seventy years old was walking as fast as flying.

Without waiting for Wu Jie to approach, Xu Tong held the head high with both hands and knelt forward on one knee as if pushing a golden mountain toppling a jade pillar: "The last general Yang Hong paid homage to Wu Jie. The deserter Lu Yanfang's head is here. The injustice of thirty thousand soldiers is today." It can be revealed!"

Xu Tong's voice was like a bell, filling the sky with shock, and seemed to have soul-penetrating power rippling over the entire Lin'an Mansion.

Shocking everyone's heart.

Wu Jie looked at the head and burst into tears for a moment. He hugged Xu Tong's arm with both hands and knelt down heavily: "Marquis Wu has great righteousness. The thirty thousand forward soldiers of this generation have thanked me!"

Outside the city gate, the two generals knelt down and worshiped each other. The old man and the young man hugged each other and cried. This scene shocked everyone's hearts.

At this moment a shout sounded.

"God bless you, may your martial arts prosper forever!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a spark falling into the gasoline, instantly igniting a raging flame.

"God bless you, may your martial arts prosper forever!"

The voices of everyone shouting in unison spread completely, shaking the white clouds in the sky and scattering them. Whether it was the common people waiting outside the city, the talented people and beauties in Lin'an Mansion, or even many noble manors and private houses. All kinds of people heard it clearly.

At this moment, on the high wall of the imperial city, a young man in his early thirties was looking in the direction of Lin'an Gate. His sharp eyes seemed to see a heart-shaking scene from dozens of miles away.

After a moment, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and said: "Okay, what a great saying: the military fortune will be prosperous forever, the old and the new will alternate, my destiny is prosperous and the country's fortune will be prosperous!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the palace maids and eunuchs behind him knelt down on the ground. The leading eunuch quickly complimented: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, my country is blessed with a prosperous destiny!"

"Pass the decree, Xu Wujie and Marquis Shenwu ride into the palace. All military generals can go to the palace with their swords and tell them that I am waiting for them in the Daqing Palace."

"According to the order!"

The eunuch hurriedly issued the decree, sighing in his heart that this honor was so great. He rode into the palace on horseback and brought a sword to the palace. Only Lord Guozhu was treated like this.

The decree was quickly delivered to Xu Tong, Wu Jie and others.

The eunuch who came to read out the imperial edict specially brought two horses: "This is specially given by the emperor to the commander-in-chief and Wuhou. Please follow me into the palace quickly. The emperor is already waiting for you two in Daqing Hall."

"God bless you, may your martial arts prosper forever!"

In the back house of Guozhu Mansion, Lu Ji was sitting on a chair, crying very sadly. She didn't know until yesterday that her brother Lu Yanfang was killed.

She went to find her master, but he happened to be away. Now she was sitting on a chair with her belly bulging out, crying more and more sadly.

At this time, Lu Ji's ears moved and she heard shouts outside.

Immediately he called a servant and asked, "What's the noise outside? What happened?"

As soon as these words came out, all the servants looked at each other, but no one dared to say anything.

"You are a bunch of trash. I will feed you whatever you want. If you don't say anything, I will beat you to death with sticks!"

Lu Ji's eyes were red, and her aura was as vicious as a she-wolf biting an antelope.

Now the servants no longer dared to hide it. When they mentioned that Yang Hong had offered Lu Yanfang's head at Lin'an Gate, Lu Ji was stunned for a moment, glaring at the sky outside.

"Yang Hong! Yang Hong! We, the Lu family, are at odds with you!!"

A scream made Lu Ji feel dizzy. Fortunately, the servants around her had already been on guard against her emotional discomfort and hurriedly supported her. Seeing that Lu Ji had passed out, her face suddenly changed, and she immediately called the imperial doctor in a hurry...