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Within three months, Haojing once again fell into the flames of war.

Zhuhou and the kings of Zhen, Du, and Zong led the army out from the camp ten miles south of the city, and approached the city.Du Hou led the left army, Zhenhou Zonghou led the right army, and Zhu Hou led the middle army himself. There were fifty thousand infantry and three thousand armored chariots.

Zhu Hou Mingsong sat high under the repaired cover of the luxurious car, looking at the city coldly.Behind the female wall, a man in green fur without armor, with long sleeves Lingfeng, his over-sharpened chin raised slightly, looked indifferently at the thousands of troops below the city.

Zhu Hou showed disgust, "He still looks like this at this time, just as annoying as his rebel brother!"

General Zhu Meng Liang listened and sighed: "Your Highness, the army and horses of the rebels are in order, so don't underestimate them. Although Lu Changqing is a traitor, he is by no means an ordinary person."

Zhu Hou Zuo said: "This little thief killed the king and assassinated the son Xu. He sees lawlessness at all! This kind of person allows him to be as capable as he is, and it is not the law of nature."

Meng Liang looked at Lu Changqing's stern face on Gaocheng, and sighed: "He's been like a demon all these years. I still remember the scene of Master Feng Qi kneeling in the rain 20 years ago and begging the late king to leave the temple of Qing Kingdom. The national teacher has always been very intelligent. Wisdom, but this is the only thing that was done wrong. If Lu Changqing hadn't been left behind, Dazhou wouldn't be where it is today."

Zhu Hou recalled the old things and felt depressed, so he waved his sword and ordered loudly: "Beat the drums and attack the city!"

All of a sudden, there was a loud drumbeat, and the soldiers and horses of the Three Kingdoms fluttered away like eagles and falcons.

Under the city, Qinghou's soldiers and horses fought against the enemy as if, and Gaojing's murderous aura was everywhere, and blood was splashed on the yellow sand.

Lu Changqing lowered his eyes and looked back, then turned to Dazai Shenshu and said, "Marquis Zhu rushed all the way here. Fang set up camp this morning and couldn't wait to attack the city. We wait for work with ease, and take advantage of the geographical advantage. We can win more with less."

Uncle Shen said worriedly: "Marquis Jing stands still, I'm afraid he is still watching the situation. If we lose, he might turn his back."

"I have sent people to seal their food roads, but they can't attack the city, so they can only retreat." Lu Changqing observed the battle situation below the city, "Dazai, don't be fooled by Feng Qi's few words. Gain without fighting. If the Qing Kingdom wants to conquer the Central Plains from the east, the Weishui River is indispensable."

He paused, pointed to a Chinese army chariot, and said, "Dazai, that man is Zhu Hou Mingsong. If I shoot him down, Zhu Jun will definitely retreat. Once Zhu Jun leaves, the Zong and Du kingdoms will not stay." Down."

The distance to the city was too far, not within the range of the bow, Shen Shutong stared at Lu Changqing, his heart tightened suddenly, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness..."

Lu Changqing was lazily standing leaning against the wall, but at this moment he straightened up suddenly, a slight smile appeared on his stern face, and without a word, he waved his sleeves and left the city gate.

"Your Highness, stay!" Uncle Shen shouted behind him.

The gate of the city opened suddenly, and a horse galloped out of the deep.

Lu Changqing's green fur sleeves fluttered in the wind, he ignored the fighting around him, and rode his horse straight towards Zhuhou Zhongjun.Zhu Bing rushed up to stop him, he swung his sword casually and picked the man off his horse, and continued galloping forward without stopping.Everyone thought this was a brave general of the Qing Army.

Zhu Hou also noticed him at this time.

Xiao Shu's solitary and handsome, blue figure as clear as the north wind came trampling on blood.Zhu Hou's heart skipped a beat suddenly, as if he had once again witnessed the invincible Mr. Qitong back then.

It was the most glorious era of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the sound of the three characters Lu Shutong shook the southern barbarians and northern Di, scorching like the morning sun.

It seems that since his death, the Zhou Dynasty has decayed rapidly.The princes seem to be in harmony with each other, and they are in charge of their own affairs. Even the always diligent national teacher is obsessed with the way of immortality and absent-minded about state affairs.

It seemed that something important was buried along with the words Qi Tongjun.

With the bravery of the poor army, no one can stop Lu Changqing.

He came alone with the wind and broke through the formation.

Zhu Hou suddenly turned pale with fright. He actually saw Lu Changqing riding a horse and galloping while drawing a bow and an arrow, so methodical that he didn't seem to be in a chaotic battlefield at all.

Someone screamed loudly: "That person is Qinghou Lu Changqing!"

Lu Changqing looked at Zhu Hou, his eyes were cold and menacing, and his white and slender fingers were holding a murder weapon.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, Zhu Hou Mingsong watched Lu Changqing's movements, but his whole body was too stiff to move.What Lu Changqing held in his hand was the bow that made the Qing Kingdom dominate the world, and Lu Changqing's martial arts had already surpassed that of Lord Qi Tong back then.

For a moment, Ming Song felt a deep fear—as long as Lu Changqing has an arrow in his hand, no one can defeat him.Gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

An arrow shot out suddenly from the dark, and the arrow in Lu Changqing's hand was instantly off the string.

Seeing that no one could stop Lu Changqing, Meng Shan had to return to the formation and shoot an arrow at Lu Changqing to rescue Zhu Hou.Lu Changqing tilted his head slightly to avoid it, and the off-string arrow was slightly deflected and shot into Zhu Hou's left shoulder.

Zhu Hou yelled, turned over and fell down, almost falling into the car.For a while, I wish the army was in chaos, Meng Shan ordered Ming Jin to withdraw the troops, and the retreat was orderly.

"Don't chase." Lu Changqing ordered, he reined in his horse, and looked back at the retreating soldiers and horses of the Three Kingdoms.

He wants to win the world.It's just a pity that Feng Qi is dead and can no longer see it with his own eyes.

"Qinghou shot Zhuhou in the shoulder, and Zhuhou's army retreated to the barracks ten miles outside the city." A Xiao folded his arms and leaned against the window.

Feng Qi hugged the quilt and sat on the bed. While sewing the last stitch of the clothes in his hand, he cut off the thread and sighed: "So? So the young man broke into the room below?"

A Xiao curled his lips, stepped forward and sat on the chair opposite the bed, "Brother Mao, what do you think of Qinghou?"

Feng Qi shook off his clothes, looked them up in his hands, said absently, "His martial arts are excellent."

Seeing that he was perfunctory, A Xiao simply sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, frowned and said to himself: "I thought Qinghou would definitely lose, but now I don't think so. The person I admire the most is Mr. Qi Tong, now The real Qinghou is worthy of being the younger brother of Mr. Qitong, and he can make that old fellow Zhuhou feel ashamed. Mr. Qitong died for no apparent reason. I had some sympathy for him when Qinghou fought to expand his borders all these years. It’s just that after he captured the king’s city and tore the national division apart, I felt that this person deserved to die.”

"Hey, do you know that after the death of Mr. Qitong, King Wen was afraid that Lu Changqing would retaliate when he grew up, so he wanted to cut the weeds and root them out. Later, Master Feng Qi knelt down outside the palace for three days to beg for him. People like Master Feng Qi actually Kneeling and begging others for him...but he repays his kindness by cutting up your lord's body, which is really nothing! If your lord is still alive, you will definitely regret saving him."

Although it has been many years, Feng Qi has not forgotten the wind and rain for those three days.He was touched by the past, and he only sighed lightly: "If Feng Qi was still alive, he would not have saved Lu Changqing. After all, he was innocent at that time and did not cause war in the world... At that time, he was just a man who lost his only relative, A helpless child."

A Xiao looked at him carefully, and couldn't help saying: "...Master Feng Qi really thinks so?"

Feng Qi coughed for a while, pressed his heart, and sighed: "Don't forget that it was the national teacher who lured Mr. Qi Tong to Hojing. It's understandable that Lu Changqing hated him. The fault is that the national teacher has been ignorant for many years, and he can't expel the courtiers. On the side of the Qing emperor, he couldn't resolve the hatred in Lu Changqing's heart, which led to today's situation. People who have abilities but don't do anything, such people are the most shameful."

A Xiao couldn't tolerate anyone who slandered the national teacher, and immediately said: "Why do you say that Master Feng Qi is wrong! How can we figure out what kind of character he is! If it weren't for Master Feng Qi these years, the king would have been over!"

Feng Qi couldn't argue with what she said, but seeing her flushed with anxiety, he could only smile wryly.He pushed away the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, and handed the clothes he just sewed to A Xiao.

A Xiao also knew that he had just lost his composure, so he blushed for a moment, coughed a few times, and asked, "What is this?"

"I sewed a piece of clothing for you to keep out the cold." Feng Qi simply replied.

A Xiao took it over, shook and dusted, "Is this made of silk?"

"It is made of raw silk, which is warm and light for you people in the Jianghu." It also has another more important function, and you will know it when you encounter something.Feng Qi didn't say what was on his mind.

"Why did you give it to me?" A Xiao scratched his head and asked.

"Because you are very interesting." Feng Qi leaned on the bedside and smiled, "And you did me a favor by not bringing anyone to catch me. There must be someone in the city who is spying on me."

A Xiao pondered and said: "Someone came to the inn today to inquire about you, but I dismissed them." After a pause, she continued, "I was among them, and I saw Doctor Xuan Yuan."

Feng Qi raised her phoenix eyes slightly, and asked back: "Do you know Doctor Xuan Yuan?"

A Xiao pursed his lips, "...It was just a once-in-a-lifetime relationship."

Feng Qi squinted his slender eyes, and said calmly: "Jinghou is lustful. I was offered up, but I ran away privately, so Jinghou sent Dr. Xuanyuan to arrest me."

A Xiao patted the table, "It turns out that you are a child prostitute. I said why you are so slender, but you seem to be older...

Is Jinghou really as absurd as the rumors?Send scholar-bureaucrats out to chase after a child molester? "

Feng Qi smiled, "Although I am a little older, I know more about style than those young men with long hair. Don't underestimate me, young man."

When he laughed, the tenderness in his eyes seemed to water, and although his words were vulgar, there was a trace of clarity in his brows and eyes.A Xiao looked at him and didn't know what to say for a while.

Feng Qi covered the quilt and lay down, and said softly, "Young Xia Xiao, I'm going to sleep."

A Xiao was ordered to evict him again, so he had no choice but to pick up the sword on the table, "We people in Jianghu are not hypocritical, I accept your clothes. You can't go out, so I'll buy you some medicine to cure your illness. It's a return gift. If you can use me in the future, feel free to talk." After speaking, he opened the door and left.

As the night darkened, the Milky Way poured out.Feng Qi opened his eyes and pushed the quilt up in a short while.He put on a robe and walked to the window with his shoes on.Looking up at the stars all over the sky, the blue in Feng Qi's eyes gradually became deeper and deeper.

"The king is about to enter Ziwei Palace, Ah Man, if you don't return to Qiguan, your elder brother's country will not be able to defend." Feng Qi looked at the astrology and sighed softly, "...Do you really hate me? so important?"

He put on his clothes, opened the door and walked out quietly.

Under the night, the city gate of Luoyang opened a gap silently, and a simple carriage was parked under the willow tree outside the city.

The man's eyes were filled with worry, and he said in a low voice, "Master Feng Qi, you... take care all the way!"

"Changli, thank you very much, let's go back." Feng Qi said softly.

He got into the carriage with some difficulty, and the carriage staggered westward in the night.

Feng Qi gently rubbed his painful wrists and ankles, and sighed.Ji Guo couldn't go.

——Aman, you refused to listen to me, so I had no choice but to go to Qiguan myself.If you hate me, come to me quickly.

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