Qing Song Xun Ling [Three Kingdoms]

Just like Tiance's horse, Changge's piano is definitely not something that outsiders can easily touch.

If you dare to make his violin like this, you must be prepared to bear his anger. God knows how difficult it is for him to make such a violin when it is so difficult to find a good violin.

After staying here for more than 20 years, Xun Yu knows very well that there is no internal force in this world, and he may be the only person in this world who can develop internal force.

Not all violins can withstand the infusion of internal force. In order to make a violin that suits him, Xun Yu studied for a long time with the master who made the violin, and then worked hard to find materials and carved a little bit to make it into today's stream. sound.

And the sword hidden in the qin was specially made by him, and then he personally combined the two into one to make it look similar to the qin sword in Changgemen in his previous life.

This is his only thought about Changgemen. If there is no this piano, he will gradually forget the things in Datang as a dream at some point.

It's not that the tiny flaws on the piano cannot be repaired, but now, the long cracks drawn by sharp tools can no longer be solved by repairing them.

Anger gushed out of his eyes, and Xun Yu stood holding the qin. Now he doesn't want to know who sent this person to destroy his qin, so let's save his life.

Xun Yu is a person who attaches great importance to etiquette and pursues perfection. People around him are very aware of this. The piano he carries has become like this. If he didn't want to deal with this sudden assassin, he would never touch it again.

Having carried it with me for so many years, seeing it only adds to the sadness.

But in the current situation, it is absolutely impossible not to touch the piano, so Xun Yu, who was suffocating in his heart, looked even more unkindly at the black-clothed assassin.

Sweeping the fingertips over the strings, a green light flashed across the dimly lit room, and then the clear sound of the piano resounded faintly, causing fear for no reason in the assassin who was wrapped in darkness.

Looking at Xun Yu who was a few steps away from him holding the piano, the black-clothed assassin gritted his teeth and charged forward again with his sword.

The sound of the zither will attract soldiers from outside. You must succeed as soon as possible, otherwise the mission will only fail.

The long sword no longer covered up and went straight to Xun Yu's face. The black-clothed assassin was sure that he would never be able to hide from such a short distance, but the scene that followed made him think he was hallucinating.

——Chang Luan moved the flying feathers, and Tong Sheng went through the night.

Under the horrified gaze of the assassin, Xun Yu's figure suddenly rose, and the long sword directly hit the wall behind him.

Because of lack of internal strength, Xun Yu couldn't hang in the air for a long time, but he could still dodge an attack.

Turning over and landing behind the assassin, Xun Yu with a cold expression twisted his hand and firmly held the piano in front of him.

Without hesitation, he turned his mind into Mo Wen, and the wind of the mountains and flowing water rang out, and the slender fingers sweeping across the strings were like afterimages. Xun Yu looked coldly at the assassin who had sent the sword into the wall, and shot Show no mercy.

The black-clothed assassin didn't know what was weird about the sound of the piano, but that didn't mean he was stupid enough not to notice something was wrong.

He was horrified to find that the sound of the piano cut wounds on his body like sharp knives, and the assassin didn't care about the mission, he just turned around and was about to run away, assassinating and assassinating, if he failed to hit him, there was basically no possibility of success.

This is not a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken at all!

Before coming here, the target of the task was a frail young man, but now it seems that the information they got was very wrong. How can someone who can dodge the sword not have the slightest skill?

Knowing that the son of the family will not be so weak that he is really powerless, but the assassin never thought that Xun Yu could confront him so easily, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger. The failed assassin quickly turned around.

The layout of this mansion is very clear, as long as he can get out of the room, this person will definitely not be able to catch up with him. As for the assassination mission... we can only wait until we get accurate information later.

However, although the assassin in black thought well, it was not something he could escape if he wanted to.

With a sneer, the tune changed, and Xun Yu waved his fingertips to expand the sound range, and a faint green halo appeared under his feet, seemingly weak and harmless, but the assassin's eyes widened.

——The tide rises from the Dongjiang moon, and the stringed pipes play fisherman's songs.

The sound range of the river spreads out month by month, so the sound range is within the range, not to mention people, even the water has to be still.

Want to run?

Did he agree?

Looking at the immobile black-clothed assassin inside with a blank face, Xun Yu kept moving his hands. They Changgemen can't only heal wounds!

If it weren't for the fear that his body would not be able to bear it, a small assassin would not be qualified to let him take out the sword in the piano, and this person would have returned to the underworld by now.

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

The soft voice seemed to come from the Hall of Yama. The assassin, who was unable to move at first, was horrified to find that even though he tried his best to control himself not to speak, his body was not under his control at all.

"Wang... Wang Situ..."

His eyes were full of despair, the assassin didn't know why the person in front of him asked him to recruit directly, and he was simply unforgivable for ruining the matter of the lord.

Sure enough!

A flash of clarity flashed in his eyes, and he was sure that the person behind this person was exactly what he thought, so Xun Yu didn't hold back his move.

Gong Yin kept hitting the assassin one after another, and the black clothes on the assassin's body were gradually stained with blood. Feeling that he was almost cleaned up, Xun Yu snorted coldly, turned around and walked outside the door to call for someone to come in.

To be able to lurk here, there must be an internal response in the mansion, just in case, I still want to save his life...

I just don't know what Wang Situ wants to do. Is this blatantly trying to tear up his face with them?

His pupils constricted suddenly, and he suddenly thought of something. Xun Yu turned his body and immediately heard a rapid syllable from his fingertips. He has assassins here, so it is inevitable that there are also Cheng Yu?

"Who else in the city has assassins around?" Xun Yu looked coldly at the people on the ground, and there was no warmth in Xun Yu's eyes.

"No..." An inaudible voice came from the ground. Without Jiang Zhuyuetian's control, the assassin would have been lying on the ground for a long time, and Xun Yu's current control could only make this person sober Just for a moment.

All the weakness of this man...is an illusion...

Heaving a sigh of relief, Xun Yu's face turned pale and he took a breath, flung his sleeves and left the room. Cheng Yu was both civil and military, even if there was an assassin, he might not be able to succeed, but he was too worried.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, he, Xun Wenruo, was the best one to attack, so that was a relief.

The soldiers outside had already noticed something was wrong when they heard the sound of "duangduang" coming from inside the house. It was definitely not Mr. Xun who was playing the qin that was so difficult to hear.

The guards generally do not enter the inner courtyard, except for Mr. Xun's servants and servants, there is no one else in it. Mr. loves the qin so much. He wipes and maintains it by himself on weekdays. Who dares to touch Mr.'s qin at night?

After Xun Yu opened the door and came out, what he saw was the soldier running over in a hurry. The assassin had no ability to fight back in his hands. It didn't take long from the time he entered to the time he came out. It was beyond his expectation that he could rush over now. up.

The soldiers are all in the outer courtyard, and there is still a distance from the inner courtyard. The maid Gan Lan in the inner courtyard has not yet rushed over, so their reaction is fast enough, but even so, if he really does not react, these soldiers will rush over Also in vain.

Bowing his head and coughing twice, Xun Yu pointed to the room, "Assassin..."

There are assassins? !

A few soldiers rushed into the room, stunned for a moment when they saw the black-clothed assassin whose life and death were unknown on the ground, and then angrily picked him up and took him out.

With a gloomy expression, he kicked twice on the assassin who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The leading soldier ordered the assassin to be dragged down quickly, and then quickly came back to look at Xun Yu nervously, "Mr., have you been injured?"

Although the assassin's situation can't do any harm to Mr. Xun, what should he do if he is frightened?

Xun Yu shook his head to indicate that he was fine, but just ordered someone to inform Cao Cao that now is not a good time to communicate with others.

Consciously arranged the matter, the soldier turned around and was about to ask something, but his face turned pale with fright at one glance. Mr. Xun, who was standing there just now, leaned against the wall and lowered his head to pant slightly. bloody.

That damned assassin actually hurt their husband? !

Swearing at the assassin in his heart, the soldier hurriedly stepped forward to support Xun Yu, and then shouted at the person standing beside him, "Hurry up and call the doctor!"

Xun Yu turned his head and wanted to say something else, but there was another dull pain in his chest, and the suppressed cough made the soldier wish he could take his place.

Damn it, when it is found out who sent the assassin, he will definitely lead his troops to wipe out that man's lair. When did their delicate and frail Mr. Xun suffer so much?

If they had known that there was a problem with this mansion, they shouldn't have let Mr. come in by themselves. They don't mind at all for personal protection.

Looking at the soldier with fierce eyes, Xun Yu almost choked on his chest. After recovering, he quickly stopped him. He just accidentally exhausted his internal energy. He will be fine after two days of training, and he can solve it by himself. There is no need to call the doctor.

Besides, since this assassin is so bold in assassinating in the capital, Wang Yun will definitely not be without backup, now is not the time to make a big show.

It wasn't the first day they lived in this mansion. Although Xun Yu only went to the bedroom and study on weekdays, it didn't mean that there were no guards in other places.

To be able to sneak in and hide in his bedroom under such circumstances, Wang Yun's ability is not small.

Asking people to re-examine the mansion from the inside to the outside, specifically explaining not to spread the news, Xun Yu plucked the strings and slowly healed himself, and his complexion gradually improved as the sound of the piano nourished him.

The soldier who had been staring at him saw that his complexion had indeed improved, and he finally relaxed a little bit, but no matter what, the doctor was still looking for him.

What the husband is worried about is nothing more than bewilderment. They should be quieter, and it is not impossible to disguise themselves and ask the doctor quietly.

The courtyard where Cheng Yu and Xun Yu lived was not far away, and as soon as he returned to his room to rest, he heard a rapid knock on the door. Before the soldier who sent the letter finished speaking, Cheng Zhongde hurried towards Xun Yu.

There are only three important people in their mansion. Cao Mengde and he are both used to lead troops to fight, so they naturally have the power to protect themselves. This assassin had a good idea and went directly to Wen Ruo.

With a fierce look in his eyes, Cheng Yu walked quickly into the room, and saw the conspicuous blood stains on the handkerchief in this man's hand at a glance.

"Where's the injury? Is it serious? Where's the doctor?" After asking a series of questions, Cheng Yu frowned tightly, and there was a little worry in his eyes.

Even if he knew that Xun Yu wasn't really weak, Cheng Yu couldn't help worrying when he saw the bloodstains. This person was different from those of them who had been killed directly from the battlefield with blood on their swords.

"It's okay, it's just a little injury." Throwing aside the blood-stained handkerchief lightly, Xun Yu raised his eyes to look at Cheng Yu, "The person who came was sent by Wang Situ, don't spread the news for now."

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Yu's frown didn't seem to relax in the slightest, "Have you sent someone to inform the lord? Where is the assassin at this time?"

Old Wang Yun, you are really deceiving people too much!

With only an empty imperial court in his hands, Cheng Yu really couldn't figure out why Wang Yun would be so bold and reckless to attack Xun Yu directly. Wen Ruo is not an ordinary scholar with no background.

Wang Yun would not be unaware of the status of the Xun family among the clans in the world. Even if Xun Shuang had stepped down from the position of Sikong now, the Xun family's connections were not comparable to those of ordinary clans.

Not only the Xun family, but Wen Ruo's position in the army, did Wang Yun really think that he would be able to control the government in a stable manner after harming this man?

Among the many counselors and generals in Yanzhou, there are only a few who are really considering the situation of the court in their work. If these few people are gone, they would have formed a family of their own like those in Liangzhou.

Court?

If you can't even keep your own people, what's the use of waiting for the court?

Seeing the anger hidden in Cheng Yu's eyes, Xun Yu replied in a deep voice, "I have already sent someone to inform that the lord should be on his way back now, no matter how bold Wang Situ is, he would not dare to directly attack the lord in the capital. "

It's alright for him to be a subordinate, if Yizhou Zhoumu was assassinated in the capital, the capital might be turned upside down.

Turning around to look at the soldier standing behind Xun Yu, Cheng Yu winked and said, "Wen Ruo is resting well in the room, there are people guarding outside all the time, there will definitely be no more assassins, Yu will go and see the assassin first. "

I'm afraid I can only look at it...

Replied in his mind, Xun Yu nodded and signaled Cheng Yu to leave him alone, he didn't notice the eye contact of the two people around him who had just cleaned up the assassin, and continued to nourish the meridians with the sound of the piano after everyone went out.

Looking at the long scratches and the body of the piano that was about to crack, Xun Yu was silent for a long time, and finally he just sighed.

In Jia Xu's house, two people with the same purpose went around for a long time and finally got to the point. Knowing that this person would not give up on him immediately, Cao Cao didn't care much.

He knew what kind of person Jia Wenhe was, and there were many records in the bamboo slips left by Xun Sikong. If he wanted this person to work, he had to push him, and it was just a dream to ask him to take the initiative to cause trouble.

Fortunately, both of them were quite satisfied with the final result, and the posture of the night talk at Bingzhu was already set, but at this moment, a soldier suddenly came to Cao Cao's ear and said something.

Jia Xu couldn't hear what the soldiers said, but he knew it was not a good thing just by looking at Cao Cao's expression.

Standing up abruptly, Cao Cao looked at Jia Xu with a sullen face, "Suddenly something happened in the mansion, today you and I have no chance to talk again, and Cao Cao will definitely make up with Wen He in the future."

Wang Yun?

Really good!

"Minggong, can you tell me what's the matter?" Standing up and cupping his hands, Jia Xu looked at the obvious anger in Cao Cao's eyes, and his thoughts turned back and forth.

Jia Wenhe is still a decent official of the imperial court. Before leaving Luoyang, he would naturally not change his name to Cao Cao, but these are not problems. They have reached a consensus, and this person will definitely not stay in the capital when he leaves this time.

Taking a fixed look at Jia Xu, Cao Cao's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't mean to hide it from this person, "Someone came to report just now, and Wen Ruo was assassinated in the mansion just now."

The capital is heavily guarded, with tens of thousands of forbidden soldiers standing guard around the capital, who would dare to assassinate so blatantly?

Wen Ruo has always been kind to others, knowing that the assassin was targeting him, Cao Cao clenched his fist with veins popping out, "Wen He, do you know who Master Situ has been in contact with these days?"

Wen Ruo's position in his heart was extremely important, if something happened, there would be chaos in the army, and if foreign enemies invaded at this time, the consequences would be disastrous.

It doesn't mean that other advisers in the army are inferior to Xun Yu. Which of the civil servants in Yanzhou is not proficient in everything, and who doesn't have an unusual relationship with Xun Yu?

The mansion had been inspected several times before moving in, and there were soldiers around, so how could assassins get in?

Although he was annoyed that an assassin had sneaked into the house, Cao Cao was not worried about Xun Yu's safety. Although Wen Ruo looked weak, he was actually a powerful general. Wang Yun wanted to take Wen Ruo as his weakness. It's so beautiful.

After pondering for a moment, Jia Xu took two steps, and then slowly said a word, "A few days ago, Tao Xuzhou went to Lord Sikong's mansion."

The author has something to say: Ling Jun (unhappy): The piano is broken, sad.jpg

ps: Really thick and long!