Watch the sea

The Sifang City Gate of Yinghai was firmly under the control of the left division of the East China Sea Navy led by Jiang Di. When the old man led people to break through, Jiang Di was in the tent talking with the envoy from Dingkang City.

There was a commotion outside, and the lieutenant rushed in hastily: "General, it's not good, the old Ying Guogong Su Huai personally led people out of the city, brothers, don't force them to stop you, general, go and have a look..."

"What are you panicking?" Jiang Di calmly poured a cup of tea for Dingkang City's envoy, raised his head and said calmly to the lieutenant general, "Didn't I give an order, but anyone who enters or leaves the city without authorization, no matter who it is, will be shot. "

The deputy general realized the meaning of Jiang Di's words, and was stunned on the spot, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he recovered his voice after a while, and said with difficulty: "K-Ke general, Su Huai is a first-rank Duke, shooting him here is tantamount to killing him." rebel!"

"Yes, it's tantamount to rebellion." Jiang Di repeated slowly, his eyes full of meaning: "Yinghai City is surrounded, are you afraid of another death?"

The lieutenant's face turned pale, and a bone-chilling chill suddenly shot up his back, and he said in a shy voice: "General, there is a reason for sending troops to siege the city, it is caused by natural disasters, it can't be regarded as rebellion, but if the old man..."

Jiang Di waved his hand and interrupted: "The plague is rampant in Yinghai City. When these people come out of the city, what should they do if they accidentally spread the epidemic to a farther place? We are also thinking about the safety of the people in Changzhou. Brothers just want to The generals who stopped the Duke Ying's mansion didn't want to attack the old Duke, but there are so many people in chaos, it is not impossible to miss in the chaos."

The deputy general hesitated for a while, and wanted to persuade again: "General..."

Jiang Di's eyes were slightly cold, and he said beyond doubt: "Remember, I just missed."

He paused, his tone softened a little, and he lowered his voice and said earnestly to the lieutenant general: "We have already come to this point, and it will be a matter of time before the emperor rebels. We put Qin Youfang under house arrest and sent troops to besiege Yinghai. Do you want to severely injure the Su family and break off the emperor's arm?"

"I will understand at the end."

Jiang Di looked at the back of the lieutenant general going away, exchanged glances with the envoy from Dingkang City, and smiled.

……

The sound of weapons clashing outside came into the tent from time to time. Jiang Di sat opposite the envoy from Dingkang City amidst the aroma of tea. As the noise subsided, the two looked at each other and smiled, reading through each other's eyes. To the voice of victory.

No one knew how tragic the breakout was.

When Su Lang led his people to Yinghai, what he saw were bloody corpses all over the place, the old Duke with his eyes closed at the foot of the city wall, and beside him, a cat pierced by arrows.

No one knew why Su Dabao sneaked back again, just in time to help the old man block the arrow that went straight into the back of his heart.

Su Lang used to say it was fat, but now when he holds it in his arms, he feels as light as a piece of paper, which will fall apart when the wind blows.

He hurried quickly, galloping all the way from the border of Ningchang against the heavy rain, the road was blocked by the rain, and he hardly dared to rest his eyes.Holding the floating cloud in his hand, no one dared to stop him, and he rode his horse across the thousands of troops, and he was about to reach the gate of Yinghai City.

A shimmering arrow rushed towards the old man with ulterior motives in the chaos. The entangled guard roared, and Su Huai had no time to turn around to block it, and the sharp metallic arrow was about to pierce into him. From the back of Su Huai's heart, a familiar orange shadow suddenly flew obliquely and hit Su Huai's back with a "dong".

Su Huai was staggered. He heard the tearing sound of the arrow piercing through the flesh from behind him. All the hustle and bustle around him went away at this moment, and his mind went blank. ", followed by a sharp arrow piercing the ground.

Su Huai's hand trembled so much that he couldn't hold the sword steadily, he turned around slowly, the orange ball was dyed with a dazzling bright red, blood gurgled down the arrow body, and quietly dripped down at his feet.An hour ago, Su Huai was still hugging the restless it with gentle words to comfort it.

"Dabao——" his heart was stricken, his heart was filled with grief and anger, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes instantly went dark.

The fallen figure of the old man and the orange shadow pierced by the arrow nails caught off guard and crashed into the eyes of Su Lang, who was about to drive the horse away—

He took a step slower.

Just one step.

Everyone stopped their hands unanimously, and there was silence in front of the messy city gate. Su Lang rolled off the saddle, his feet went limp, and he almost staggered to his knees. He had no expression on his face, but his complexion was as pale as paper.

The entourage behind them all rushed forward and helped the fainted old man to his feet. Su Huai's fingers moved slightly, and he managed to regain a trace of clarity in his grief. At this moment, the traces of the years all struck him in a hale and hearty way. His face, Duke Ying, is old after all.

"Aaron..."

"I know." Su Lang didn't look at the cat, and couldn't even find a trace of sadness on his face. He shook the old Duke's hand, and commanded his followers as usual: "Send grandfather back to the city."

The Fuzhong family who followed the old Duke to break out of the siege swept Su Zhang aside from the corner of his eyes, and the arrow was bloody orange. He looked at the flat expression on Su Lang's face, stepped forward to block Su Lang's sight, and said, "Two Son..."

Su Lang interrupted him with a wave of his hand, turned around and looked at the bewildered general, the Floating Cloud Ji Ji in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, half of the sword fell into the ground in front of Su Lang, there was a loud clang, his face was expressionless : "Ask Jiang Di to come see me."

The soldiers around looked at the geographical lines of mountains and rivers on the sword, and knelt on the ground in unison.

Jiang Di walked over slowly after a cup of tea. He glanced at the sword on the ground, his expression changed slightly, he rolled up his sleeves, and saluted in a calm manner.

Su Lang looked at him coldly, and said, "I'll give you one hour to order the two divisions of the Donghai Navy to retreat fifty miles away from Yinghai City, one step later—"

Su Lang pulled up the floating clouds, the green front and cold light swirled in front of Jiang Di's neck, and the piercing sword light swept across his temples with undisguised killing intent, but when Su Lang withdrew his blade and sheathed it, In an instant, they were all put into the scabbard, and nothing could be seen.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Jiang Di's back. He settled his mind, his face was still calm, and he clasped his hands and explained: "Master Su Haihan, there is a plague in the city. In order to prevent the epidemic from spreading, no one is allowed to enter or leave. This is also for the people of Changzhou. For the sake of his life."

Su Lang glanced at him, and said in a flat voice, "General Jiang, I am also thinking about your life." He knocked on the scabbard with his fingers, and glanced coldly at the generals of the Donghai Navy who were kneeling on the ground: "One hour , take a step back, and deal with the theory of resisting the decree and treason."

The city gate of Yinghai, which had been blocked for several days, finally opened, and the entourage who came with Su Lang from the border of Ningchang took over the city gate checkpoint, and the cat that was lost by the arrow was still quietly frozen by the city wall , Su Zhang stood by, no one dared to remind Su Lang aloud, it seemed that Su Dabao, who always escaped from the future, was just quiet for a while, and accompanied Su Lang to arrange the affairs of Yinghai City Gate.

The crisis has not really been resolved yet, Jiang Di has turned back, and Fuyun Diji can't really restrain him, but now that the right division of the Donghai Navy is unstable, and the time to respect the king is not yet fully ripe, Jiang Di takes a step back temporarily.

What Su Lang needs now is time, he has to wait for Xinghui and Xie Yu to lead the army to arrive, and wait for the emperor to make a choice between Yinghai and Changzhou.

The gate of the chaotic city gradually became orderly, Su Lang turned around with a normal expression, and walked slowly towards Su Dabao.He bent down and held the arrow, his eyes were downcast so he couldn't see his expression clearly, Su Zhang at the side could only see his lips moving, his voice was barely audible, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, his tone was gentle and gentle: "Su Dazhuang, Just bear with it, and it won't hurt soon."

The sound of the sharp arrow tearing away from the flesh made Su Zhang turn his face away unbearably. Su Lang's movements were extremely steady and fast. When Su Zhang turned his head again, he only saw the arrow in his hand. It was broken into powder inch by inch.

There was still no sadness on Su Lang's face. He hugged the bloody cat in his arms, stroked its head, stood up calmly, and said softly, "Su Dabao, you're home."

Su Zhang cautiously followed behind, followed him into the city, Su Lang walked slowly for a while, stopped, suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and told Su Zhang: "Is the shop in the south of the city still open, you go Help me buy two catties of fried small yellow croaker..."

He lowered his voice, looked down at the coldness in his arms, and shook his head again: "No, I'll go by myself. Su Dabao, a picky cat, likes to eat freshly cooked ones, so I'll take him there."

"My lord..." Su Zhang looked at his back and couldn't help but speak out, but before he finished speaking, he saw that Su Lang had only taken two steps, his feet suddenly softened, and he knelt down straight on the ground. The weight bent his shoulders, and big tears fell to the ground.

After a long time, Su Zhang heard him mourning: "I am late."

"It's my fault……"

A servant from outside the city rode in and stopped ten steps behind Su Lang. Seeing that he lost his composure, he hesitated and did not dare to go forward.

Su Zhang hurriedly stepped forward, blocked Su Lang, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The attendant saluted, and offered the things with both hands: "Sign up, my lord, Zhou Mincai, the son of Duke Dingguo, sent someone to deliver a letter to you."

Su Zhang's forehead twitched, his intuition was not good, he stepped forward to take the letter, waved his hand to make the attendants back, hesitating but did not dare to go forward.

"Bring it." Su Lang quickly collected his emotions and opened the envelope calmly, but there was not a single word on the paper, and what he saw was only a landscape painting dripping with ink——

Lanjiang Hongbo.

It was exactly the same as the fan that Zhou Mincai gave him in Jindu.

Su Zhang glanced at the silent Su Dabao from the corner of his eye, his heartstrings tensed suddenly, and he hurriedly took the rice paper from Su Lang: "My lord, this painting should be thrown away..."

Su Lang lowered his eyes, looked at the ink painting expressionlessly, and said in a very low voice: "Keep it."

Su Zhang didn't hear clearly, looked at his expression and asked again cautiously: "Master?"

Su Lang raised his eyes, with a cold expression: "I said keep it."

The author says:

I may be masochistic, I am a sweet bowl, the next chapter of Xinghui is coming!