Noble

Looking down from the mountain pass at an altitude of 5190, the blue lake in the distance is Namtso. Ruan Li was forced by Xuancheng to inhale several mouthfuls of oxygen, and heard a couple next to him say that he went to the Everest Base Camp yesterday as if he was alive and kicking without inhaling oxygen. I don’t want to smoke anymore. I drove all the way down. It doesn’t look far away, but I still drove for a long time. When I got out of the car, the cold air hit my face, but I have to say that this is the best weather. .

Large groups of white clouds are fixed in the sky, and under the already charming blue sky is a deeper blue lake. The surface of the lake is sparkling, and silver ripples come ashore layer by layer. The seabirds on the shore are flying by themselves. The red shelducks foraging in pairs, the yellow-brown highlands are like low cliffs, standing on the right side of the distant water, while on the left side, on the other bank, far away, the main peak of the Nyainqentanglha Mountains reveals a pure white The snow top reveals its true face under the gentle sunlight.

Everything seems to have obeyed God's call and is proceeding steadily.

Ruan Li pulled off the lid of the portable oxygen tank, bent down to scoop up some water, and fed it to his mouth energetically, but Xuan Cheng didn't stop him, and smiled faintly as he watched the young man take a sip, squinted his eyes and smacked his lips, Looking at himself happily and laughing, he shouted to him as if he had discovered some great event:

"Salty!"

Xuancheng took the oxygen cap with a smile, and drank the remaining water in one gulp.

"Hey! There's sand in it!"

"fine."

On the white yaks in gorgeous Tibetan robes sat tourists and children from other places, their silver bell-like smiles rippled repeatedly on the lakeshore, the sun came out, and the air was still as cold as ice slag, Ruan Li wrapped his clothes tightly and went to Xuan Cheng flung himself in his arms, raised his head, rubbed his cold red nose against Xuan Cheng's chin, and smiled slyly:

"Take a picture!"

"Got it."

The man moved Ruan Li to the shore and stood there, and a silhouette was captured in the camera.

"Are you taking the picture now? I haven't stood up yet."

"What you want is randomness, you see."

On the screen, the silhouette of the young man stood in front of Namtso, and the holiness of turning his head slightly was not half-deliberate.

Ruan Li put the red bean bracelet in the lake, soaked it for a while, picked it up, and the wet red beans became brighter in color.

"What are you doing?" Xuancheng was puzzled.

"Soaked in holy lake water, it's worth a fortune now!"

"is it?"

"When I passed Yamdrok Yumcuo two days ago, I also soaked it in the lake, and now it is even more valuable."

The young man's heart is the cutest, Xuancheng hugged Ruan Li in his arms and asked with a smile:

"Is it worth money or am I worth it?"

Ruan Li pretended to think about this question seriously, and replied leisurely:

"It..."

As expected, the man frowned, reached out and flicked Ruan Li's forehead:

"Little heartless."

The hands hugged tighter.

Ruan Li lowered his head, smelled the smell of the man's chest, and whispered:

"Because you are priceless..."

Although the voice was low, Xuancheng still heard it. He was stunned for a second, then kissed Ruan Li affectionately on the forehead, and murmured:

"Pears..."

……

This is the day after Ruan Li returned to City A.

As soon as he came back, he was busy going online to check the situation of the Heroes Match, and when he entered the game, he contacted Xuan Yi without further ado. Unexpectedly, Xuan Yi was waiting at the gate of the Liyuan. He was still dressed in the carefree attire. He was leaning against the door frame with a small red flower in his mouth. He folded his hands in front of his chest. He raised his eyes inadvertently, and saw that Li Zu was online. , smiling and waiting for him to come forward.

"They all said you were missing, I thought you wouldn't be here today." Ruan Li walked up to Xuan Yi.

"How could it be? I'm very trustworthy, let's go to the arena."

"it is good."

The promotion of the "Stop War" Heroes Tournament has been going on for a long time, and many players have been waiting impatiently, and finally waited for the first stop of the preliminary round today: "Change of the Imperial City".

The competition is divided into countless groups, and each group has seven pairs of heroes. Each pair starts from their own starting station and goes to the capital to find the fugitive criminal—Wang Jinglin and escort him to Dali Temple.During this period, there will be countless incalculable interference factors. Each pair of heroes and even each player will play different roles. The system will randomly assign them according to their attributes, and each pair of heroes will have different information. In the end, there will only be one pair of heroes. If you can successfully advance to the next level, the seven pairs will fight each other, and if one of the heroes dies in the battle, it will be considered a failure. The game is cruel and dangerous.

"Notice - In the 21st year of Guangwu, the general Wei Qifang conspired with the imperial concubine to rebel against the imperial capital. After 49 days, he was besieged and suppressed by the imperial city defenders and city defense battalion soldiers. A catastrophe was caused, and the prime minister wrote to the emperor to mobilize the forces of the people and the court to recover the absconded man Wang Jinglin and the imperial jade seal he carried with him. The jade seal was retrieved, and the prisoner was brought back. , ten boxes of treasures."

Guangwu Street is the busiest place, under the misty clouds of the Beijing willows, the Tingting of the Qin Tower and the Chu Pavilion,

Ruan Li opened his eyes and looked at himself, only to see that he had changed into a blue and white scholar's attire, with a book bag on his back, such a handsome and tall scholar, and then looked at Xuan Yi, who was wearing a deep purple official uniform, with a delicate tortoise shell Noble, with the word "兵" inscribed on the pendant around his waist, it seems that Xuan Yi is playing the role of Minister of the Ministry of War of this dynasty.

"May I ask Lord Shangshu, what is the relationship with the grassroots?" Ruan Li entered the play, lowered his eyes to Lord Shangshu, and asked.

"I don't dare to say Yuanyuan, there is fate." It seems that Xuan Yi is also willing to play with the child.

Ruan Li snatched the bamboo slips from Xuan Yi's hand, which contained information known to the prime minister. He combined the content on the slips with the scholar's knowledge, and got the following information:

The night before yesterday, the scholar was studying late at a private school in the capital, and a figure suddenly flashed outside the window. The night was dark and the sky was moonless. The figure was not conspicuous, but it was abrupt enough. Drop by drop of blood and blood-colored footprints on the ground, the whereabouts of the man is obvious, the scholar is very curious, and because he has a heart to bring peace to the world under the teacher's words and deeds, so he followed. The series of footprints stopped behind the haystack behind the private school. I saw a haggard old man leaning against the haystack in pain. After hearing the scholar's footsteps, he woke up:

"Who? Don't come here! Ahem..."

"Old gentleman, what's the matter with you?" The scholar panicked, but he didn't dare to go forward, because the old man held a cold dagger in front of him.

"Who are you? Hmph, the imperial court sent me to kill me? Get lost... the dog emperor is unkind, my general is loyal and courageous, but he was framed by Beirong traitors! The dog emperor wants to get rid of the general, and the general has no choice but to do this The world is not easy, the master can't do it!"

"Do not……"

"What are you talking about? If you want to kill or kill, you can do whatever you want!" The old man's voice was very tired, but the firmness in it was self-evident.

"You...can't see?" The scholar realized that the old man seemed to be blind.

"...Aren't you from the imperial court?" The old man frowned, his body was still bleeding and trembling, the scholar panicked, thinking that he couldn't leave this man here, so he stepped forward carefully and snatched it from the old man's hand. knife.

"Ah!" the scholar screamed.

"you--"

"Old gentleman, don't take this thing, be careful of hurting someone." The scholar quietly wiped away the small cut when grabbing the knife, and slowly helped the old man up. The old man found that the scholar was indeed not the one who chased and killed him, and slowly Let go of the heart, but fainted from exhaustion.

The next day, the scholar who had dealt with the chaos in the verandah returned to his small hut panting, only to see that the old man had already woken up, but he couldn't move because of the deep wound.

"Old man, are you better? This is the wound medicine left by my mother. If it doesn't work, I'll go to the pharmacy to change it for you."

"Don't, don't go to the pharmacy, it's messy outside." The old man squinted his eyes, but he was full of anger. It seemed that the medicine was effective.

"Okay, okay, I'm not going out, but, what happened to you? Why did you..." The rebellion has ended, and it stands to reason that no one will be allowed to hack and kill. The scholar connected what the old man said last night with the outside situation, The mood has been restless, the old man is afraid that he has something to do with the rebellious party.

The old man's mind is so keen, he knew that he couldn't hide it, so he could only tell the truth:

"You know it all?"

"No, not at all, I don't know anything about you yet."

"I am General Wei's subordinate, Huang Zhong."

"Ah? You...you are General Zuo... Huang..." The scholar was stunned. The old man in front of him turned out to be Wei Qifang's old subordinate, Huang Zhong. All the courtiers who participated in the conspiracy were killed. In this way, Huang Zhong seems to have just arrived in the capital not long ago.This person's original face is definitely not as old as he looks now, and he is only 40 to [-] years old, but I don't know what happened, the whole body has shrunk like this...

"it's me."

"Then you are being hunted down by... the court?" The scholar's words trembled a little, and it was a lie to say that he was not nervous.

"It's not the imperial court...it's a traitor from Beirong!" Huang Zhong gritted his teeth, as if the person he spoke of was standing in front of him.

It is impossible for a scholar not to hear about the affairs of the world. He naturally knows that the only Beirong proton in the court is Xiao Zhi, Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

So there is Xiao Zhi's shadow behind this rebellion?

The scholar suddenly thought of a person, and he felt that he had to ask him.

After all, the person in front of him was not only innocent, but also a well-known general.

It is impossible for a scholar not to hear about the affairs of the world. He naturally knows that the only Beirong proton in the court is Xiao Zhi, Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

"General Huang, do you have a countermeasure now?"

Huang Zhong raised his eyes to look at the scholar, his eyes seemed to say that he took too much care.

The scholar blushed, consciously overstepping the rules, and hurriedly put the steamed buns and porridge on the broken table beside the bed, and left a sentence: "Use it slowly." Then he left in a hurry.

The scholar had no intention of reviewing books as usual, and his master was injured by the rebellion and went back to the countryside to recuperate. He was the only one left in the private school, but he really couldn't deal with it calmly if he wanted to get along with Huang Zhong. He wanted to know what happened behind it, but Huang Zhong would not tell him an outsider.

The author has something to say: very familiar, the feeling of writing old sayings

In this chapter, travel notes, modern drama, online games, and ancient drama appeared successively.

I don't know why, maybe there is a lack of collection in my life, and I have to rely on external forces to make up for it.