Suo Jinling

Sunlight shone through the silver ring, and a long arc was reflected from the back of the hand. Chen Jing touched the pointed ring, and blood dripped from his fingertips.

Seeing Chen Jing's interest, the stall owner hurriedly took out the package and wrapped it all up on the table: "The little ones don't dare to lie to the adults, only 80 taels of silver, these are enough to make the adults happy!"

Hong Ye was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but took two steps forward: "Nonsense, how could such a lion open its mouth! Even if it's made of gold..."

"Wrap it up," Chen Jing said calmly, turned around and walked out of the alley, "Don't miss anything."

When a thunderbolt fell from the blue sky, Hong Ye was split into charred black and purple, and turned into a piece of rice paper, which was light and limp on the ground.

The stall owner was so happy that he almost fainted. In addition to the box, he added several leopard-print utensils, tied them into a heavy package, and handed it to Hongye's arms.

When Hong Ye handed out the silver bill, he was very reluctant to let it go. After a long time, he was unwilling to let go. These things were piled up behind him, rustling with his movements, and his back hurt. I was wasted on the battlefield, and it doesn’t seem to be the case now, but I have never heard that the general wants to start a family, and there is no room in the mansion, only the prisoners who were carried into the small courtyard to lie on their sides...

Hong Ye was choked by the wind, his face was flushed from coughing, his horse's hoof was caught by a stone, he staggered a few steps forward, the horse neighed, and almost threw him off the horse.

Could it be, could it be... the general is as good as Long Yang?

That prisoner could be called handsome, but after all, he was from the northern barbarians, and he was worried about being at odds with the general. Could it be that he wanted to entertain this moment and delay the important affairs of the court?

Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauty. If the general is really as good as Long Yang, this "beauty" is an out-and-out disaster.

The package on his back was scalding hot, and Hongye felt uncomfortable all over, full of remonstrances, but the cold wind whizzed all the way, like a sharp knife blowing towards his face, cutting the corners of his mouth sore and throat sore, he couldn't utter a word.

Chen Jing rode his horse galloping ahead, all the way out of the city, to the outside of Tiger Leaping Gorge, standing on the reef.

Outside the Tiger Leaping Gorge, the turbulent waves beat the shore, rolling up layers of white foam, and the waterfall hung like a curtain between the stones, slapping the grass that was once stained red with blood.

The tattered armor was washed away by the water, the red tassels were scattered everywhere, the debris was peeled off | the bright color was removed, leaving only scum and dust on the ground.

This place is full of once-living lives, and their souls are swept up by the gust of Tiger Leaping Gorge, floating leisurely in the wind.

Day after day, year after year, flowers bloom and wither, birth, old age, sickness and death... This is the law of heaven and earth, which cannot be disobeyed by human beings.

The husband's words surfaced, Chen Jing was silent for a while, got off his horse and stood on the edge of the cliff, grabbed a stone and threw it into the rushing river.

The pebble was a small one, shaken a few times by the wind, fell faster and faster, foamed up in the water, and suddenly disappeared.

"Sir, I don't believe in fate," Chen Jing stared at the stone, and breathed out slowly, "I want to go against the sky."

The waves crashed into the stone wall, and there were roars in the canyon. Chen Jing stood still, his eyes swept across the forest sea, and merged into the clouds: "Hong Ye, there is something about Beiyi."

Hong Ye clasped his fists and saluted after hearing the words: "If you go back to the general, the remnant soldiers and defeated generals captured these few times have already been thrown into prison. The spies came to report that there are a few Gele who are ready to move and want to counterattack."

"Lanchi Aguda is still silent," Chen Jing said calmly, "Hiding in the tent and not daring to come out, and let the sons and daughters rush to die one after another, it is quite capable. I don't know that these sons and daughters have gone through life and death for him, and they have complaints in their hearts. "

"General, do you want to..."

Kono realized something, and hurriedly raised his head.

"Heavy casualties are not what I want. If I can surrender without fighting, that would be the best policy." Chen Jing threw off his horsewhip and raised it high into the air, "You let the spies spread the news that these two men were killed The captive generals have already surrendered to our dynasty, and now they are living a fairy life with a hundred acres of good food and good food. How many elite soldiers and food are there in Beiyi? Sacrifice to heaven. If the rest of the people put down their swords and surrender on the spot, I, Chen Jing, swear by the tiger amulet in my hand that the past will be forgotten, and the gate of Yongkang City is open for them, and they are welcome to come in at any time."

"Yes," Hong Ye clasped his fists and obeyed, "I will follow the general's order, and I will send someone to do it."

Chen Jing pinched the handle of the whip and turned it around a few times with force. The rough cotton rope rubbed against the flesh and blood, causing pain in the palm of his hand.

Lanchi Aguda has always been sensitive, suspicious and self-willed. He doesn't believe that the other party will be indifferent.

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Randuer and Lan Xinhong got the order and hurried back to the tent. When they came back, they realized that the situation was wrong. The horses hooves neighed and the cattle and sheep howled in the tent. In the day and night, I dare not show my head.

The two walked into the main tent according to the order, and the scent of animal bones overflowed. Several wolf heads hung in the tent, and the fishy smell swarmed into the nostrils. The shape shrouded, like a giant net that covered the sky and covered the earth, and the two of them couldn't stand up, and they knelt on the ground one after another.

"The boy with the yellow mouth stepped on our heads and spread these gossips just to see you fighting among yourself. They will sneak in and beat you by surprise," Lanchi Aguda slowly wiped the long knife, the blade overflowed Hanmang, "Now the heavy burden falls on your shoulders, you need to work together, be the eagle soaring in the sky, and expand the territory for my northern barbarians."

The two hurriedly bowed to the ground, respectfully and respectfully responded, and went to recruit soldiers and horses, preparing to recuperate for a period of time before making a large-scale attack.

Lanchi Aguda stroked the long knife, swung it downwards fiercely, exerted force on his shoulders and chest, and coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

He gritted his teeth, bloodshot eyes appeared from the bottom of his eyes, the horse's voodoo was extremely poisonous, even if it was suppressed with medicine, it could only delay the decline, now he was at the end of his battle, with blue veins popping out of his formerly strong arms, and blood flowed under the skin Tumbling and rolling, wanting to break out of the body.

A corner of the curtain was lifted, and Old Tuzhen came in with his back bent, and fell silently on the ground.

"Khan don't need to worry," Old Tuzhen breathed out, "I have already told Jingming about He Zhongyin, he was defeated by Chen Jing, Chen Jing did not kill him, now he is taken into the general's mansion, everything It's all under control."

"Is that so?" Lanchi Aguda retracted the knife, covering his eyes with a cold light, "If the yellow-mouthed boy is so red-eyed and cuts my son off by the knife, what should I do?"

The cold wind outside the tent made the curtains rustle. Old Tuzhen knelt deeper, blending into the curtain like a long shadow: "Khan can rest assured, according to reports from spies, that He Zhongyin once It is Chen Jing's husband, and since Jingming left the General's Mansion and came back here, Chen Jing has not married a wife all these years, and there is not even a maid in the mansion."

"Oh, it's really easy to play every step of the way, and you can play a good game of chess," Lanchi Aguda said with a smile, the long knife in his hand was out of the sheath, and lay across Old Tuzhen's neck, crushing it inward, "Ben Khan wants to ask you again, Back then when the horse opened the prison, your clansman fled in all directions, and buried the rest of your life incognito, why did you insist on staying, willing to assist Ben Khan?"

The wolf's head hangs high in the air, and the red eyes fall straight down on the old Tuzhen's back. The old Tuzhen slowly stood up, parted the corners of his lips that were chapped like bark, and replied cautiously: "Has Khan ever heard of mirages? "

"Of course I've heard about it," Lanchi Aguda said with a smile, "What does it have to do with Ben Khan?"

"Witch doctors live in a paradise and don't want to care about world affairs. This is like a mirage, and it will not last long after all." Old Tuzhen bent his back and breathed out respectfully. The medical family has been reluctant to go out of the mountain for a long time. It has deviated from the training of the group and risked the displeasure of the world. Even if Khan does not come to the mountain, I will come out in the future to find a wise king to help him achieve his great cause and restore peace to the world. "

"Then why do you insist on being loyal to Ben Khan?" Lanchi Aguda said, "Ben Khan has a violent temperament and likes to kill. That's what you call Mingjun?"

Lanchi Aguda was aggressive. Old Tuzhen broke out in a cold sweat, his neck drooped deeper, and his back trembled slightly: "One thought becomes a Buddha and the other becomes a demon. Bodhisattvas still need Shura to protect the Dharma. Over the years, the Khan has conquered many tribes. , Beiyi is now a thriving population, with abundant pastures and flocks of cattle and sheep, and the old and weak, women and children can live in peace. If they can conquer the Central Plains in one fell swoop, quell the wars everywhere, and make the people of the world submit to the Khan, then everyone can live and work in peace and contentment. It can be regarded as fulfilling one's wish, not violating the clan precepts, and seeking the well-being of the world."

"Khan, the old saying says that everything in the world must be divided for a long time, and it must be united for a long time. This old man is dying, and he is willing to do his best for Khan." Old Tuzhen was sweating profusely, his back curled into a ball, and the cloak was covered on his back like a curtain , shrouded him into a group, "Wanwang Khan Mingjian."

The burnt smell wafted faintly, the tent was silent, the flames jumped up, and there was a soft beeping sound.

Lanchi Aguda raised his head and laughed, and the laughter circled, shaking the eagles and birds in the forest, and the fallen leaves fell like rain, and were blown into the river by the strong wind, and rushed away with the rapid current.

"Go out," Lanchi Aguda waved his hand, "Ben Khan is going to rest."

Old Tuzhen breathed a sigh of relief, his stiff back relaxed, he stepped back a few steps on the ground, just turned around and walked to the edge of the tent, when Khan suddenly called out: "What do you think this is?"

Old Tuzhen turned his head when he heard the words, the next moment there was a flash of coldness, there was a hoo-hoo sound in his throat, blood spurted out like a rushing river, and the patter was like a rain curtain, soaking half of his body.

"Hoho...uh...uh..."

Old Tuzhen strangled his neck, turned his eyes upwards, waved his arms a few times, and kept shouting, but his breath seemed to be squeezed out by the sound of the wind, his lower body was soaked in urine, his legs could no longer support him, and he staggered backwards It moved, and fell to the ground with a bang.

He raised his hand stiffly, swinging it around a few times, trying to grab something, his cracked bark-like face was twisted, soaked in the thick blood around his neck, he opened his mouth wide to try to breathe, only blood bubbles came out during the panting, and the turbulent pressure Hold the throat so that he cannot move.

The eyes gradually darkened, and his legs twitched like earthworms. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lanchi Aguda walking towards him with a knife in hand. The tip of the knife touched the ground and stood beside him.

"Since I wish to do my best for Ben Khan," Lanchi Aguda said with a smile, "then let's do what we say."

With a flash of cold light, fresh blood gushed out like a waterfall, and the fishy smell diffused, soaking the grass in the tent.

The light in Old Tuzhen's eyes dimmed, and his eyes were heavy and concentrated, like ink sticks that had been squeezed away, dried into two balls of dross. Bloodthirsty color: "I really have great ambitions, and I planned a good game of chess. Do you think I don't know that you secretly win over others and want to replace me? I have been with the child all these years, and my face does not change when I poison the child. It is a hard stone Heart. If you really take back the heart-killing grass, you can still be loyal to me wholeheartedly as you said before? You really have to deceive yourself first, and you have deceived yourself."

Lanchi Aguda picked up the tip of the knife and shook it out half an inch. Old Tuzhen's head gurgled, leaving only a layer of fleshy skin hanging on his neck.

"Since we have a grand plan and a great cause to do," Lanchi Aguda said, "let's go to Asura Hell to do it."

The wind blowing outside the tent, the forest rustled, and the chill entered the tent. Lan Xinhong suddenly opened his eyes, sneezed fiercely, turned over and hugged the beauty beside the pillow, and squeezed into the place where the soul was lost. .

The beauty next to him was something he wanted to come here since he was a child, and he has always been with him. Over the years, the two fought in the north and south, and the two of them have lived together. After giving birth to a few babies, they are still like glue, and they will never get tired of it. Right now, Lan Xinhong is having a nightmare. , the whole body trembled, his forehead was buried in the beauty's neck, soaked in cold sweat, and the corners of his eyes ached from the sting.

The beauty opened her arms, hugged Lan Xinhong into her arms, and caressed Lan Xinhong a few times: "What is Gele worried about?"

"My righteous brother has been taken into captivity. Father Khan didn't say a word about it. He just ordered us to stand still and not to attack rashly." Lan Xinhong sniffed the beauty's fragrance, and his heart became much calmer. "Let's not talk about the righteous brother. Lan Jingming has never disregarded his life. He has charged forward for several years and recovered many tribes. Now that he has been taken away, his father Khan still does not change his face, showing no signs of panic. In Khan's eyes...Fang deserved his death."

The beauty puffed out her chest, and hugged Lan Xinhong closer: "Be gentle on Gele, be careful that the walls have ears."

Lan Xinhong leaned against the beauty's earlobe, and breathed out in a low voice: "Father Khan is in his prime, but he hasn't been on a horse for a long time. I can't hide any discomfort."

The beauty was covered in cold sweat when she heard this, her eyes rolled left and right, and she hurriedly raised her hands: "Gremo, let's talk."

Lan Xinhong was unmoved, his muscles tensed, and his back was covered with sweat: "The old Tuzhen next to Father Khan once tried to win me over. I pretended to be perfunctory on the surface, but secretly cut off all ties with him. Report. The situation is urgent now, and Randur and I stay beside Father Khan, and it is impossible for Father Khan not to notice."

After the beauty heard this, her arms gradually lowered. She knew that she was in danger of riding a tiger. If she didn't take the initiative to attack, she would be a mermaid: "The situation is unclear now, and Gele wants to stay still. Nalanduer's temper is bursting and he is born rebellious. There are some similarities, and you will be hooked if you are a little bit excited. Khan will definitely issue another order in the future, Gele only needs to play by ear, and don't try to get ahead everywhere, so that he can keep himself safe."

Lan Xinhong was soothed by the beauty, his whole body became much warmer, the two of them turned upside down, and the tent was full of spring.

The prison in the General's Mansion was gloomy and cold. Landau really didn't know who had cursed him. He sneezed several times and his nose was red from choking.

He has been staying in this dark dungeon since he was taken captive. The coat on his back has been torn, his body is bruised and purple, and his skin is not good. He is not afraid of whipping, but the person who tortured him seems to be dumb. When he came out and kicked but couldn't get out, he turned into a purple-red and black saw-mouthed gourd. He didn't know where Lan Jingming was locked up, nor what happened to his subordinates. He hated him so much that he turned his grief and anger into appetite. A catty of beef, and I still don't give up after eating until my stomach is round.

The people here have never cut down on his diet, they will bring everything they want to eat, and they will prepare suitable food for him according to his taste. I have to say that although these Liang people are insidious and cunning, they cook food first-class. He is a master, the stewed beef and mutton are soft and delicious, and the smell is so strong that he can't resist.

Right now, the executioner was tired and went to rest. The person who took care of the food came and brought him the newly cooked bone stick. Landao really buried himself in eating it. He took the bone stick as Chen Jing's head and bit it so hard that he just choked. Most of the time, the cell door opened a long crack, and a dark figure stood at the door, blocking most of the sunlight.

The executioner hurried over and sent the bamboo chair opposite to Landaozhen. Chen Jing was wearing a robe, approached the chair step by step, stood beside the chair without sitting down, only slightly twisted his eyebrows, raised his hand and fanned it a few times: "It stinks too much. "

His eyes drifted to Landozhen's face, and he seemed to not care much about him, Landozhen became angry immediately, spit out bone residue, teeth grinding and creaking: "Where did you imprison Lan Jingming? Why don't you lock up with me? You Liang people are really insidious and cunning, you eat people and don't spit out your bones! Let me go if you have the ability! Standing there and watching a play is nothing, you and I fight alone, see if I don't beat you all over the floor Find a tooth!"

Hong Ye was standing behind Chen Jing, his eyes were on his nose, his nose was on his heart, his head was hanging down, his back trembled, and he almost laughed out loud.

Chen Jing was unmoved, and raised his eyelids flutteringly: "You care about him very much, but he never mentioned you. It's a pity that you have met with unkind people, and you have paid all your sincerity. Speaking of which, he is fighting everywhere. You are quite famous outside, why are you so unknown, no one has heard of you? Could it be that you are blessed by him and cannot walk without him?"

Hong Ye put his hands on his forehead, his back was sweating, General Xin Dao really put what he learned into practice, he learned all the libretto from listening to the music in Qingmei Garden during the day, and he didn't know what to do.

"Nonsense! What nonsense, what do you know! He, he, he, let me tell you, he is my younger brother. He is the only one who follows me, and obeys my order in everything!" Landao really flushed and struggled desperately, Pulling the chain rattled, his head was full of blood, and he started talking nonsense, "I can tell you, do you know what a Qidi is? He dare not look west when I say east, and dare not look north when I say south! Even Then what, when, he is below! "

Landau really held his head high and his chest was full of tongue, he felt elated and happy.

There was a loud thunder, and Hong Ye's eyes went black, he just wanted to find a cotton ball to come over and silence this kid.

With a movement of Chen Jing's finger, the executioner swung down a long whip, which made Landao really jump up and down, screaming non-stop.

Dark clouds were overwhelming outside, and the torture room was dark. Humid water vapor climbed up like a layer of haze, covering Chen Jing's cheeks.

Chen Jing turned his body sideways, and Hong Ye hurried over, listening to the order respectfully.

"Go and put the package on the couch in my bedroom." Chen Jing's lips curled up slightly, and there was no smile in his eyes, "Nothing is missing."