Chiwuxing

Xu Yi turned around, looked at the man, and said, "Chasa can understand my intentions, but if you want to gain an opportunity on the battlefield, people from all clans will always send troops together, which still detracts from the power of the entire clan..."

"No," the man said calmly, "I just meant that the country of Yan is going to attack, but it's not now, and it's not you, the wolf lord. What you have to do is to pay the annual tribute, and then submit to Yan."

"This... the name of the Hulan tribe has been announced, and Yan Jun will definitely not believe that we really have no intention of rebellion."

"They don't need to believe it," the man said, "Yan Guo is still unable to withdraw from the war, and will not have the time to take the opportunity to wipe it out. Yan Guo is light on force, and such aggressive actions will definitely be criticized by the courtiers. "

Speaking of this moment, Hu Xuhong glanced at the man, then turned back.

The man glanced at his movement, and only said indifferently: "So this action at least makes them ignore this for the time being. Even if they want to fight, they will not hit the center of Lejin King's Capital and endanger the safety of the entire Hu Qiang. That's what we are fighting for." In the past few years, it has been enough to prepare troops and take advantage of the opportunity."

He Xuhong nodded and said: "Time is really tight... It's just nothing compared to these years of dormancy... But in this way, half of Hu Qiang's wolf riders will follow Podo Luosang I'm afraid the strength of this army is much inferior to Yanman's if we entrust them to go out."

The man looked straight at the night of the palace gate and said: "Soldiers are expensive and not expensive. Instead of picking out a large number of dissidents, it is better to leave a group of the cleanest. This is the reason why the Hulan tribe cannot return to the army for a long time. Even No matter how strong their clan soldiers are, they cannot stay behind."

"Only these cleanest and most reliable personal soldiers are the source of victory."

The moonlight casts a dark shadow on the man's sharp jawline, which is light gray.

Huxun recalled that the man had never finalized the final pro-military candidate since his military training. Now that he thinks about it, the Hulan tribe might have had rebellious thoughts at that time, which caused this decisive person to postpone his decision.It's just that the men's identities are different, and Fang dare not identify them without evidence.

He sighed in a low voice: "Dian... Chasa's words of 'building high walls' are really good. People's hearts are fickle, and only time can testify. If you are eager for short-term gain, I'm afraid you will lose your position first. "

The man didn't answer his words, and only said: "Fu Xuan's side has been dragging on for a long time now. Although his tricks are clear, as long as he doesn't make big moves, he still has to be wary of their actions. If the Hulan tribe wants to have sex, then let them Just go, if Lord Wolf has made up his mind, there is no need to show mercy."

"Well," He Xuxuan nodded, and then said, "By the way, today's Jia Sheng... I heard from Dorosanto that he is still a general in the Red Armor Army. Chasa...has he met this person before?" ?”

"……No."

"That's right, he's still young, maybe he's a new young general." He Xuhong immediately frowned, and said, "Then why did Chasa have the confidence to accept him into the clan army? I can't do it just based on his words." Total trust."

"He has a good grasp of body speed. Hu Ren has multiple strengths, and his shortcomings in battle are also outstanding. The enemies he encountered on the battlefield in the future have countless tricks. Now it is not a bad thing to break through these weaknesses," the man said, "If He has a different heart, except that, in Hu Qiang's territory, it is naturally not his turn to stir up trouble."

He Xuhong said: "Indeed, Jia Sheng has the ruthlessness of a barbarian and the sense of a Yan man, and he still has an excellent talent in martial arts. If he is allowed to return to the country of Yan, there is no guarantee that it will not be a serious problem."

The man stopped talking.

When He Xuyu was tired, he said, "Since that's the case, then the matter of the Hulan tribe is finalized. I'll call another tribe to inform them in the future... It's cold at night, Chasa might as well rest earlier."

The man didn't give in, he just said, "Farewell."

Immediately, he turned the wheelchair and left, Hu Xuhong looked at his leaving shadow.

On the dark palace road, the man turned the chair slowly and walked, the friction sound between the wheels made in the night, occasionally accompanied by the rustling of branches and leaves on the trees.

The man swivels the chair and turns into a deep alleyway outside the main palace. The place is secluded, and there is a firewood gate deep in the alleyway. He pushes the door and enters.

Hu people's houses are mostly simple and crowded, unlike Yan people who pay attention to courtyard design and layout, and there is only a banyan tree planted outside the only walled room. This banyan tree has huge branches and leaves, covering the wall of the next courtyard.

The man stood still under the tree.

for a long time.

Until a person quietly appeared behind the tree, without making a sound, just a shadowy shadow under the tree.

The man glanced at the shadow on the ground, but said nothing.

There was another gust of night wind, blowing the rustling leaves on the ground.

"Ding."

A sharp and thin sound whispered in the night.

The man looked indifferently at the thing thrown on the ground.

A hoarse voice sounded behind him: "Thank you for your kindness, I don't need it."

Zong Zhengxi's face was expressionless, and it took a long time before he turned the wheelchair around to face the visitor.

"You said, your name is Jia Sheng."

Fu Chen looked into the depths of his eyes, paused, and said, "...Yes."

"How did he die?"

Zongzhengxi cut to the chase.

Fu Chen secretly clenched his sleeves tightly. Ever since he saw this man again, he knew that he was planning a plan again, but the plan came and went, but after all, he couldn't take care of the person he was looking for.

He didn't expect to meet again in this different place by chance, so he had to suffer this heart-pounding question first.

Zong Zhengxi looked at this young man whom he hadn't seen for a long time. For some reason, his hair was more than half gray, his voice was not the same as in the past, his clothes had not changed, and he was still broken into shapeless by being scratched by Xie's sharp claws today.But there were only some changes that made him feel dazed when he saw her for the first time today, perhaps it was the look in his eyes, or the temperament between his words and actions.

Fu Chen let go of his palm, just now he exerted force suddenly, and it involved the wound he suffered from today's fight.

He met Shang Zongzhengxi's gaze and said: "...lost to the barbarian generals in the Yanman battle...the widow was stabbed to death without being rescued."

The young man's face was whirled under the shadow of the tree.

Zong Zhengxi stared at him for a long time before the swivel chair approached.

Fu Chen didn't move.

The two stood and sat together under the banyan tree, so close to each other.

"Is that what I think it is?"

"I've always been stupid, didn't understand, didn't understand."

"...pretending to be stupid?"

Fu Chen didn't answer.

Zong Zhengxi lost his patience in a rare way, and straightened up and pulled off his arm. This force directly pulled Fu Chen off, and he clasped the young man's shoulder without losing strength.

Fu Chen didn't move, and let him hold his shoulder and neck with great strength.

"I'm not interested in the other things. Tell me the truth about this matter."

The man's voice was cold and firm, merciless.

Fu Chen turned his gaze from the tree back to Zong Zhengxi's face. He couldn't help turning his face away and panting, as if smiling, and then said in a low voice: "I let him be beheaded, how about it? Your Highness is now Kill me to avenge him?"

Zong Zhengxi used even more force in his hand, but there was no further movement.He looked at Fu Chen's face coldly for a moment, then sneered, and said, "Then what are you doing? Ashamed? Don't tell me that I have nothing to do with him."

Fu Chen knew what he wanted to ask, but he didn't want to say more.He struggled to shake off Zong Zhengxi's hand, only to realize that the man's grip was extremely tight, as if he was about to penetrate deep into his flesh and blood.

"You were so thoughtful at the time, I didn't touch you. Now that I'm in a different place, if I really want to abolish you, I won't let you go easily based on what you concealed from Huxun." The man is strangely persistent on this matter.

Fu Chen had a strange feeling in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness is so sure that what I just said is not the truth?"

"Then look at me and say it again."

Fu Chen met his eyes and said, "How much does Your Highness know about him?"

"What's the matter with you."

Fu Chen simply ignored it, but some unusual emotions filled his heart. He said in a hoarse voice: "Did your Highness ever think... that he has descendants?"

The words were shocking, but the young man's expression was serious and there was something different about him just now, Zong Zhengxi stared at him, and slightly let go.

It's hard for Fu Chen to imagine that this man's eyes would flash with alarm one day, and he smiled softly: "Uh...hehe...uh..."

If it's a joke, it can't be funny, and if it's ironic, it's going too far.

Zongzheng Xi closed his eyes and paused for a long time before opening them. At this time, the young man was still squatting aside, his originally torn navy blue coat was scattered and wrapped in a ball, like a man in a mess.

"... When is your birthday?"

"Are you really willing to believe my nonsense?" Fu Chen laughed a few more times without knowing it, which was extremely ugly.

"You are a mad wolf, and you dare not make fun of relatives."

Fu Chen's vain smiles disappeared, only his tired eyes raised at this moment, and he said, "I don't know the exact date, but I roughly calculated later, it's about Xisheng's ten years... It's almost the same."

Zong Zhengxi's eyes no longer trembled, and he looked at him calmly: "How sure are you?"

Fu Chen curled his lower lip, and replied coldly, "Is this life enough?"

Zong Zhengxi lowered his eyes, put his right hand on top of his left, and the black leather glove was integrated with the black robe, without saying a word.

The two were silent for a long time, neither moved nor left.

Maybe it's because I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, or maybe it's the strange feeling of reuniting in a different place. In this strange and cold place, there are familiar people rushing towards him again with memories. Fu Chen looked down at the man. Although he didn't know why he was here, and he didn't intend to ask, but recalling what he had heard and heard before, he also knew that there were more secret things in it.

Until the moon was in the sky, Fu Chen got up, looked at Zong Zhengxi who was still looking down at the side thinking, and said, "If your highness has any questions, why don't you just ask me? Your highness cares about everything, and now don't let the old ones be ashamed." A's inner ghost is still at large in the army? It can be seen that the scheme is as deep as His Highness, and it is difficult to escape entanglement. Not everything is in this scheme..."

Zong Zhengxi looked up at him, and there seemed to be sarcasm in his eyes, and said, "Who are you talking about? You?"

Fu Chen faced him directly: "After he left, Liao Hui and Jiao Shiling were the only leaders in the army. Liao Hui was reckless, and it was Jiao Shiling who was promoted to the chief general and ranked in the general army."

Zong Zhengxi looked at him indifferently and said:

"I never said that it was the time when the ghosts in the Japanese army were in focus."

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, without any doubts in his tone, he only said coldly: "It turns out that His Highness had already planned to pretend to die that day... Indeed, it should be so."

Zong Zhengxi ignored his words, and only asked, "Why are you coming to Hu Qiang now?"

"Do what you want to do, and solve unlimited worries."

Zong Zhengxi saw a smile on the young man's face. He was so poor at the moment, he didn't show his smile at all, and the smile didn't reach his eyes, but it made him feel dazed inexplicably.

He turned his chair and turned into the room, and said: "If you still have disagreements, it's best to leave by yourself."

This statement is not to expose his intention of protecting each other.

Then he heard the rough voice of the young man from behind again, and he couldn't tell his emotions brokenly: "Your Highness has the imperial veins, and abandoning the swallows to the barbarians, is it all the same?"

Zong Zhengxi went straight into the door and shut off the sound from outside.

Fu Chen stared at him as he entered the room, turned his head, the banyan tree leaves were shaking and falling, he looked up, peeked at the starry sky between the branches, and couldn't help laughing: "Uh...hehe...hehe..."