[Zuzhou] White clothes in the world

The last day of Tuyue was freezing cold.The boulder-gold city wall of Beimo was bustling with activity. Hundreds of Beimo Gaoqi came and went with buckets of water. Buckets of ice water were poured on the city wall, and another bucket was brought up immediately.Gray Blade wagged its tail and shuttled back and forth among the crowd, as if very excited.Sha Yangren didn't care about the gray wolf that was lazy and jumping away from time to time, and let it wander around the city wall. He poured the water in the bucket on the city wall, then put down the empty bucket and replaced it with another one. The bucket filled with water poured cold water on the city wall again.Lan Qizhun didn't rest, he was directing the high cavalry to carry water in Lijin City. On the last night of the old year, there were shouts of carrying water and splashing of pouring water everywhere in Lijin City.

The rooster crows at dawn, and the first day of the new year arrives.The watering high cavalry soldiers stopped their work under Sha Yangren's order.After a night of hard work, the moat of Lijin City was covered with ice scum, which was as thick as a shield. The ladders and siege vehicles of the Shile people were useless, and even the battering hammer was not much of a threat.Lang Qirong stretched out his hand to stick to the wall. The city wall was as frozen as iron, smooth as a mirror, and the tentacles were cold. Today's Lijin City is unbreakable.

"Even if Shile's 20 troops are under pressure, it may not be so easy to break through the city easily." Lang Qirong finally heaved a long sigh of relief, and his tight heart was relieved. In vain.

Sha Yangren's blue eyes were bloodshot, he nodded, but his expression did not relax much: "I also have to thank the weather, the temperature dropped sharply last night, if it is still as it was a few days ago, it will be a bit embarrassing gone."

Lang Qirong's expression was slightly condensed. Although it was related to the weather last night, since a larger white embroidered golden bird pattern banner was erected in the opposite white barracks three days ago, the camp of Shile's three armies has undergone slight changes. Both Sha Yangren and Lang Qirong knew that the big white banner was the symbol of the king of Shile, which meant that Tianluan, the lord of Shile, had already arrived at the Shile camp.However, after Tianluan entered the camp for many days, Shi Le's three armies remained on hold except for the Wind Cavalry Army who had been assigned to the front army was transferred away.If Tianluan attacked Lijin City as soon as he arrived in the army, I'm afraid their strategy may not be feasible.

"This subordinate is unclear about something." Lang Qirong thought for a while, and finally expressed his doubts.

"Say."

"The Lord of Shile has been stationed in the camp for three days, why hasn't there been any movement?" Although Lang Qirong doesn't know Tianluan well, Sha Yangren has known Tianluan for ten years, and Tianluan once helped Sha Yangren remove obstacles secretly, and got The throne of King Hanhai, if you ask Sha Yangren, you may get the answer you want.

Sha Yangren sneered and said: "He has always calculated everything before making a move. Even if he has to endure for many years, he can wait patiently. However, when he wants to make a move, he will definitely kill him with one blow!"

"That is to say, he is waiting for the best opportunity?" Lang Qirong pondered.

"Yes, the reason why we didn't attack the city for half a month is that we waited for our food and grass to be almost consumed. Tianluan has been in Beimo for ten years, and naturally knows that Beimo will not send people to the inland to purchase rice until the next spring, when the ice and snow thaw. When fighting with soldiers, the demand for rice and grain is much greater than usual, and Lijin City will not be able to sustain it in half a month at most." Sha Yangren turned around, facing away from the silver waves that surrounded Lijin City ten miles away. Blowing his russet mantle like a raging fire, to fight his way through the waves.

Lang Qixuan frowned even deeper, and said in a low voice, "Then why did the king pour water into the city last night?"

Sha Yangren glanced at the loyal courtiers beside him indifferently, and then said: "Naturally, it is impossible to kill in one hit in a marching battle. It is common to fight for a year or so, and if he is alone, he will be counted as alone. Do you know why they attacked Yan Kong?"

Although Lang Qirong was a military commander, his mind was very bright, and he immediately understood the meaning of Sha Yangren's words, but... Lang Qirong's heart sank again. If it was true as Sha Yangren said, then wouldn't this battle be Beimo must be defeated?

"There is no chance of winning this battle in Beimo." Sha Yangren saw Lang Qirong's thoughts and disapproved, "The only thing we want is to die together!" The last four words were said by Sha Yangren through gritted teeth.Tianluan wants Beimo to bow down to Shile, and it depends on whether he agrees or not!

Fufeng County Sheriff's obese face had an ambiguous flattering smile. He had racked his brains, but the craftsmen of Yankong Liulifang were really...too difficult to deal with!

Wu Xuan clasped his hands in his sleeves, looked at the red pomegranate flowers with only dead branches left in the courtyard, and said in a cold voice, "Is there anything the sheriff can do with them?"

The fat on Fufeng County Guard's face trembled, he picked up the hot tea handed over by his servants, took a big sip, and said in tears: "Those old craftsmen really don't know how to flatter them, so they gave them 10 taels of gold beads They built three siege vehicles, and they said they wouldn’t trade with the thieves, they actually...threw all the gold beads brought by the humble officer, and... even beat the humble officer.” The governor of Fufeng thought of being smashed by the glass. His head hurt, he couldn't help but rubbed his blue forehead again, gritted his teeth and secretly thought that he must take revenge.

Wu Xuan raised his hand and pressed down the dead branch next to his head, listening to the "crying" of the Fufeng County Sheriff, he showed no expression: "The Fufeng County Sheriff brought a team of soldiers and horses but was blasted out by the descendants of Yankong. The Lord knows, can the sheriff still drink tea here?"

The governor of Fufeng County was already trembling with fear, Wu Xuan's cold words came to his ears, the governor of Fufeng County shook his hand, and the teacup fell to the ground and shattered. "Humble job... I know I'm wrong!" Fufeng County Sheriff hurriedly knelt on the ground, his fat head hit the ground with a loud bang.

Wu Xuan frowned lightly: "There's no need to be polite when dealing with those surrendered county guards. If they don't do it, someone will do it!"

"But the people of Yankong are fierce and unyielding, and there is nothing they can do about their humble positions." The governor of Fufeng County did not dare to raise his head to look at the young Xuanpao Shao Siming.

"Strong and unyielding?" Wu Xuan sneered, flicked off the dust on his fingertips, and said disapprovingly: "In this world, there are only a few people who are not afraid of death, so it doesn't matter if you die a few old bones, Yankong people's temperament is exactly as you said How could you be a descendant of Shile thousands of years ago, just a few loyal and ignorant people."

The governor of Fufeng listened to the cold voice from above his head, and the fear that had just been suppressed in his heart gradually surfaced. The governor of Fufeng secretly wiped off the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and said in a trembling voice: "What does Shao Siming mean?" Could it be..." He didn't dare to say it out, he had already said something wrong once, and he was afraid that if he said something wrong a second time, he would anger this ruthless young commander.

"Fufeng Sheriff doesn't need to worry." Wu Xuan put his hands in his sleeves again, turned around leisurely, and glanced at the shivering man lying on the ground, "These things won't dirty the Sheriff's hands."

The governor of Fufeng County was stunned. If he hadn't buried his head on the ground, Wu Xuan might have seen a man with pale face and sweaty head.

After a while, seeing that the Fufeng County Guard was no longer trembling, Wu Xuan motioned to the people beside him to help the person kneeling on the ground. The Fufeng County Guard was held up by others, and he walked to the stool in a weak footstep, and sat down with difficulty. , A maid had already filled the teacup in front of her with hot tea and offered it to the Governor of Fufeng County.The governor of Fufeng raised his hand to hold the warm teacup, and it took him a long time to settle down.

Before he finished drinking the tea, the crisp sound of footsteps resounded in the courtyard. The guard of Fufeng County shook his hand, and a drop of tea landed on the back of his hand.Wu Xuan's eyes fell on the governor of Fufeng County, and seeing the governor of Fufeng County looked at him in panic, he quickly wiped off the tea on the back of his hand, trying to force out a stiff smile, Wu Xuan turned his head, and turned to the woman in white who came in against the light nodded.

"It's done?" Wu Xuan walked to the side of Fufeng County Sheriff, sat down and asked.

Ze Baiyue smiled lightly, and came out of the dust: "The old bones died after tossing a few times. When the younger ones saw such a scene, all the gas they had been pumped up got stuck in their throats. When the old bones die, they will die." It’s gone, and the breath is gone.” Ze Baiyue glanced at the pale-faced Fufeng Sheriff, clapped her hands as if nothing had happened, took the hot tea brought by the maid, filtered off the foam, and lightly Take a sip.

The governor of Fufeng felt that the people from the imperial capital were very scary. The woman in front of her looked beautiful and spoke with a smile, but her wrist was crueler than anyone else.You don't need to think about how miserable those old craftsmen in Liulifang were tortured by her. Although he hated those old stubborn people in Liulifang, he didn't want to kill them. Even if they smashed his head with colored glaze, he still quit Liulifang.But this woman simply killed all the old craftsmen in Liulifang, and acted like a normal person. If her hands were not covered with blood, how could this charming woman be indifferent to life and death.But the governor of Fufeng County also understood that Ze Baiyue was just following orders, and the real ruthless person was Wu Xuan who was sitting next to him and drinking tea indifferently.The governor of Fufeng County glanced at Wu Xuan intentionally or unintentionally, seeing Wu Xuan's icy eyes lingering on him, the governor of Fufeng County hurriedly turned his eyes away, and continued to sip his tea.He can't offend anyone here.

The magistrate of Fufeng had finished drinking tea, bid farewell to Wu Xuan and left the house. This was originally the mansion of Jinglie Hou Mo Jingzhi. After the Kingdom of Kong was destroyed, Shu Ningbai was sent by Mo Lianzhi to Chilong County, until Shu Ningbai died, no one entered this house again.After the four counties of Yankong were controlled by Gu Minglan, the house where three Lords of Yankong used to live became a deserted house until Wu Xuan moved in.

The sheriff of Fufeng sighed as he walked along the corridor, and when he was about to reach the door, he suddenly smelled a bloody smell. The sheriff of Fufeng's heart froze, and saw a big man with a cold face holding a transparent glass box at the gate and leaving When he entered, there was a still bloodstained human head in the box. The human head had its eyes wide open, its teeth clenched tightly, and could not rest in peace.The governor of Fufeng was so frightened that he took several steps back, pointed at the head in the box, and stammered, "Yang, Yang Zi?"

"The sheriff knows this person?" A familiar yet indifferent voice sounded from behind the sheriff of Fufeng.

The governor of Fufeng County didn't recover for a while, and nodded hurriedly: "Isn't he the owner of Liulifang?"

"Oh?" Wu Xuan's voice was even colder. He took the glazed square box from the big man's hand and waved it in front of Fufeng Sheriff's eyes, "I heard that he was chanting the Sheriff's name before he died, and what did he say about being ungrateful? .”

The governor of Fufeng was so frightened that his knees gave way, he quickly knelt down at Wu Xuan's feet and said, "He, he, he slandered the humble official, and the humble official only met him recently, so how could he have any kindness or righteousness!"

"That's... that's fine." Wu Xuan put the glass box back into the big man's hand, looked down at the kneeling man on the ground, turned around, and signaled the big man to help the limp Fufeng Sheriff up, and then walked back slowly. out the backyard.