Chiwuxing

Chapter Seventy-Sixth - Hearing the imperial edict, Jia Sheng analyzed the hidden tricks, resigned from the Qiang Yin Hexu and entered Yan

As the winter chill gradually invaded, the Hu people replaced the burlap on the door curtains with dark black thick felt.

Yi Teng stood at the entrance of the hall and sent away the servants who came to help in a low voice, and closed the leaky door.

"This is the imperial edict issued by the crown prince of the Yan Kingdom." He Xuyi glanced at the inscription again, and threw it on the table with a gloomy expression.

Huxun came over, reached out and took the imperial edict for a closer look.

"They made this move mostly as a warning," Zong Zhengxi said indifferently, "Yan Jun has long been too busy to take care of himself. If he offends Utlong and the rest of the tribe again, he will just dig his own grave... relying on the prince alone Inappropriate to make such a decision, Qiu thought that Ni Congwen and others should have made this decision, the emperor was seriously ill, and he acted recklessly by taking advantage of the crown prince's power."

"Using Ah Jun as a trick...they really have a good plan," Hu Xuyu said disdainfully, "at this moment, they still don't forget to bully the weak and fear the strong."

Zong Zhengxi said nothing.

"Go and go," Hexun put down the edict, and said, "Chasa is right, if they dare to touch me, they will naturally know that father, you have no reason to be merciless here, at most, you are just adding titles through canonization. It's the right time, just don't let me go back."

"Yanshi is very cunning," He Xuyun said, frowning, "Even if his life is not in danger, once he reaches their territory, he will inevitably be made things difficult for him."

"The matter has come to this point, and there is no room for rejection," Hexun said, "The father once wrote a letter to express his loyalty, but now he suddenly refuses, isn't that a waste of all previous efforts? Even if it is for the sake of the overall situation, we must go now. "

Huxue didn't say a word, but he knew in his heart that what his daughter said was true, and he couldn't refute it.I only blame the Yan people for their incompetence in fighting, but they are used to knowing how to catch people seven inches.

"Damn it..." Even though the wolf lord Hu Qiang has always shown a heroic demeanor in front of people, at this time he couldn't help feeling annoyed and cursed because his only bloodline was controlled by others, "Chasa...what else do you think?"

"Going is a must. If there is another way out, it can be done as early as when the Hulan tribe took the initiative to fight against the barbarians," Zongzhengxi said in a deep voice, "Qiu can be a guarantor with the wolf master. In a few years, we will definitely find an opportunity to participate in the battle with Yan, and at that time welcome the princess and return to Hu Qiang without any injuries."

"How do you guarantee it?" He Xuhong's anxiety did not ease because of his words. He knew that the century-old hatred with Yan Guo had not disappeared, but he didn't know whether Yan Chen really knew what they were thinking.

"Qiu Mou invites himself, this trip also goes to Yan with him." Zong Zhengxi made a decision.

The two people on the side were taken aback when they heard the words, after all they already knew the origin of Zong Zhengxi's identity.

"Wolf Lord, you don't have to doubt Qiu's intentions," Zongzheng Xi said calmly when seeing the two were silent, "Ever since entering Hudi, Qiu has already told Wolf Lord about his intentions. I don’t even bother to do things that break my promise.”

He Xuyou pursed his lips and said, "I'm not questioning Chasa's sincerity, it's just that there are many acquaintances in the imperial capital of Yan Kingdom. If Chasa's identity is discovered by someone with ulterior motives, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get away and explain it for a while. Go back now, It is inevitable to reset in a dangerous situation.”

"Qiu has his own calculations about this matter," Zongzheng Xi said, with black eyelashes drooping, "Besides, one person is needed to go with him."

He Xuyun stared at the man's expression and guessed, "Jia Sheng?"

Zong Zhengxi acquiesced, and said again: "Jia Sheng is not stronger than the Hu people, and it is much more convenient to do things in Yan. It is a time when Yan is sensitive, and there are many inconveniences, so he needs to come out frequently."

"I heard that Jia Sheng and Chasa sleep in the same room these days?" He Xuyun asked with a strange expression, "What did Chasa find out?"

"The reason, Qiu has already told the wolf master," Zong Zhengxi said with a calm expression, "It's just that it's not suitable to announce it yet, the princess understands."

"Originally, Jia Sheng was in charge of the blasting and rock excavation in the west, but now it seems that we need to change the manpower," He Xuhong called out after finishing speaking, "Yiteng."

The barbarians at the door heard the order to enter the house.

"It's getting late at this time, let's take advantage of the clansmen coming back at night. You go to the back mountain now, let Jia Sheng come over, and discuss things."

"Yes."

Soon, a tall figure came in from outside the door, with a dusty breath sweeping from the hem of his navy blue clothes, he moved with his body like a teleport, light and soundless.

After a few steps in the hall, with silent eyes, he said, "Lord Wolf."

He Xujun went forward to tell him all the matters discussed before, and did not avoid him, and handed him the prince's edict.

Surprise flashed across Fu Chen's eyes, and he took a few glances at Chao Zongzhengxi.

"According to your plan, when will the mountain road in the northwest be completely destroyed?" He Xuhong asked.

"Rushing day and night, half a month is enough," Fu Chen said flatly, "Try to make it according to the internal mountain structure, and prepare to use the inner valley as a natural gathering area, as a place for troops to retreat in the future. When leaving the mountain pass and entering The scale of the mountain pass is minimized, firstly for the consideration of the mountain’s load bearing, and secondly to reduce the labor time, which is reserved for the time to continue training and raising soldiers.”

He Xuyi nodded: "You have also read the edict handed over this morning, it is only five days away from the New Year's Eve banquet at the end of the Yan Kingdom, since you are required to follow tomorrow, you must report the matter to Yi before you leave. Teng made it clear."

"Understood." Fu Chen replied.

"Then what do you think of the fact that Ah Jun was hand-picked to enter the capital?" He Xuhong asked.

"At the end of the crossbow, struggling to the death," Fu Chen's rough voice faded away the warmth, "Using relatives to threaten each other, such a method must be Ni Congwen's handwriting."

"They haven't dared to touch me yet," Huxton said.

"No," Fu Chen thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "You still have to be on guard on the way to the princess."

"Why?"

"Under the eyes of everyone in Beijing, they dare not change their names. But what they want is not to cause disputes between the wolf lord and the country of Yan during the battle. Apart from detaining the princess in Beijing and threatening them, they can also do things on the road. "Hands and feet," Fu Chensi said, "on the way from the south of Hudi to the imperial capital, we must pass through the cities that the Hulan tribe and the barbarians have already conquered. Did it just happen to use the strength of the wolf lord again? Instead, he took the opportunity to kill, forcing the wolf lord to use his troops, and at the same time diverted the target of attacking the enemy. If this is the case, then it happens to kill two birds with one stone: there is no need to worry about the wolf lord. The remaining Hu soldiers are a threat to the Yan army, and they have increased their strength to counterattack the northern Hu-man coalition forces."

Both He Xuyi's father and daughter's expressions darkened, neither of them had considered this just now, if it was true as the young man said, then this trip would still be full of thrills.

Zong Zhengxi was sitting on the side, watching the young man calmly since the moment he spoke, and there was no disturbance when he heard the words.

He Xuyu said: "Then send the elite warriors of the tribe to escort them tomorrow."

"That may still be in the hands of the person who made this plan," Fu Chen said, "There are too many escorts. On the one hand, whether it is intercepted on the road or detained in Beijing, it will weaken the elite strength of our clan. On the other hand On the one hand, the princess was appointed by the imperial edict to enter Beijing, and because she is a woman, she will not be embarrassed by too many people in Beijing. But it is not easy for a group of Hu soldiers to enter Beijing. I am afraid that some Yan soldiers will make use of the problem. The means are beyond the imagination of the wolf lord."

"Then... so what?" Huxun clenched his fists, also hesitating.

Fu Chen lowered his eyes and said in thought: "Jia thought that when the princess set off tomorrow afternoon, she would ride a horse into the mountain behind and set up another carriage to carry the end-of-year tributes to cover the front, and Jia would clear the way for the princess in front. As long as I stop and lure the danger, their plan will be broken naturally. After crossing the Jinhe River and arriving at the Imperial Capital, they will naturally not dare to act rashly again."

He Xuyun nodded, and said: "It seems that this road... also has hidden dangers."

"As long as the wolf master is willing to trust, Jia will ensure that the princess enters Beijing safely, and the journey is safe and sound."

The young man straightened his back and showed undoubted strength, showing a bravery that did not match his age.

He Xuyi said: "Since you have said this, then I will trust you, and I must ensure Ah Jun's safety. Only you...can you handle it?"

"Since Jia has made an oath, he will not hurt the princess at all."

He Xujun was listening, and said in a firm voice: "Even if there are people from Yan who ambushes, the boy is not bad at martial arts, and he can still fight with them, so that the group of people from Yan can see how powerful our children of Utlong are. "

"Girls... be careful." He Xuyi has always been proud of his daughter's hard work in martial arts and not inferior to men, but she still doesn't want her to take risks when she is in danger.

"Lord Wolf is right," Zong Zhengxi reminded, "Princess, please don't expose your martial arts unless it is necessary and urgent."

Huxun also came to his senses and nodded in response.

He Xuyi was not at ease, so he gave a few more detailed instructions, and seeing that it was getting dark, he ordered Zongzheng and Fu Chen to go back to rest and recharge their energy for the journey tomorrow.

Leaving the inner palace, the two of them were still accustomed to being silent on the road.

It's just that this time, Fu Chen took a big step forward. He has been familiar with the route of Zong Zhengxi's room for many days, and walked to the courtyard at the end of the alley without stopping.

Fu Chen walked across the courtyard, pushed the door open and entered the house, with the sound of wheels rubbing unhurriedly behind him.

"You asked to return to Yandi on your own initiative." The question blurted into an affirmative sentence.

Fu Chen turned around, the original hesitation was calmed down by the cold wind blowing along the way, and the thick black night sky had the power to calm him down.

"good."

Zong Zhengxi's face was facing away from the light outside the door, the sharp outline was firm and deep.

Fu Chen stared at his expression, hesitant to speak.

"The important things come first, and I can't be limited by temporary prejudices." Zong Zhengxi closed the door behind his back, lowered his eyes, and covered the young man's eyes.

"Heh." Fu Chen laughed inexplicably, the bright moonlight in the courtyard hit his face horizontally through the crack of the door, and it happened to form a "ten" shape with the vertical scar on his left cheek. The lack of blood color is even more tinged with ghostly flavor.

Zong Zhengxi said nothing.

After the faint smile completely disappeared, Fu Chen couldn't tell the feeling that surged in his heart. It was obviously a rupture of some kind of imagination, but he felt that the man was a little closer than usual at this moment.

Fu Chen swallowed his thoughts, and originally wanted to ask why he didn't want to go to Yandi when he was customizing the weapons, but when he spoke, the question was replaced by: "Going back to Yandi this time... How long will it take? "

"I have made a promise to He Xuxu, not more than one year." Zongzheng Xi said.

Within a year, the two of them knew exactly how far they would reach.

This was much faster than what Fu Chen had originally thought, and a faint, unexplained heat pervaded the bottom of his heart.

"What are you going to do?" Fu Chen asked.

Zong Zhengxi was silent, Fu Chen waited for him to speak.

"We were in the palace just now," Zong Zhengxi looked up at him, and said suddenly, "The conjectures you mentioned, how sure are you that they will actually happen?"

Fu Chen said: "Nine out of ten."

"Why are you so sure?"

"The emperor is seriously ill, the crown prince is weak, and Ni Congwen is in charge of the power secretly. It is already clear." Fu Chen didn't know whether he really didn't know or was asking knowingly. There are not many, but they have been trained for many years to do some secret murders for him. I stayed with him for a short time, but he thought he had a fatal handle on me, and he trusted me...to do things for him before he died , I am very clear about the means he will use."

"It's like forming an army. Only those who have participated in its establishment," Zong Zhengxi said lightly, "know how to destroy it best."

Fu Chen's eyes flickered, and he wanted to speak again, so he heard Zong Zhengxi say: "Since you know this well, how can you find out how many people will come tomorrow?"

"There will be no more than ten people," Fu Chen said, "Ni Congwen's unemployed dead soldiers who can be recruited have always been disciplined separately. If they don't have the same important task, they don't know each other. He still guards against these later ones." The dead men colluded secretly, reducing the number of people to the minimum necessary for each operation. However, most of the tasks he ordered only needed one person, and if there were too many, they would make a lot of noise. Ni Congwen hates these troubles."

"So, the Tang Langjiang Zhong we saw last time in the suburbs of the mountain can be regarded as these dead soldiers tamed secretly in the army." Zongzheng Xi said.

"Maybe," Fu Chen said, "but it's also possible that he intentionally bought him later in the army."

"The time has come, and the hypocrisy has appeared in all directions," Zong Zhengxi closed his eyes and said, "Go to sleep."

When Fu Chen was lying on the bed, the heat from the acupoints on his wrists flowed to the five meridians, urging him to fall into an endless and deep hole, but the sense of security was too comfortable, It was like the sugar-skin mask that he had seen countless times before, and he couldn't help but get closer.

Before losing consciousness, there was a moment of trance.He was so twisted that he thought that those deceptions were beneficial, at least it made him feel that this abandoned child, with his broken body of little use value, could finally believe in a little bit of unnecessary warmth at this time.At least since I separated from my mother at the age of 12, I have been going around for more than ten years, looking forward to half a month of sweet dreams.

Whether it's sympathy or pity, it's all his unrepentant willingness.

Dawn broke, Fu Chen slept peacefully in the house, half of King Le Jin's capital was sleepless.

At chen shi, the sky was bright.

Extending from the hunting ground under the Huidan Ridge to the foot of Qishan Mountain, newly dressed Hu people stand in line. The entire grass field and hills are distributed by the Utlong tribe and its subordinate tribes. The eleven tribes range from large to small, from the main gate of the capital to Qishan. At the foot of the mountain road, there is a human-shaped roadside.

Along the way, Wumian banners vibrated in the air, and the wolf totem was vivid.

A group of horses and horses came to the gate of the capital, and Hu Qiang and Wolf walked in front of them. It was not as casual as usual, with crowns and hair tied, narrow sleeves fluttering, and a sable fur cloak.And the person next to her is short and thin, wearing narrow clothes and trim, she looks like a woman, but compared to the formal attire of the barbarians present today, she wears a black short beard with no patterns or decorations.Not like a princess, more like a thief.It's just that everyone in the barbarians knows how the Yan people forced the women of their clan to a dangerous road under the guise of conferring titles.

The Qiang pipes are long and the ring drums are loud.

The low-pitched music tells the resentment and depression of the barbarians.

Hu Xuyi accompanied his daughter to stop on a slope, and from below he could see everyone's attention.

Sorrowful playing, sending off guests from afar, covering up hatred and tears, pouring sand into the river.

He Xujun pursed his lips and looked at the people down the slope, then turned his head and said to the people behind him: "You guys go first."

Fu Chen nodded, passed the rein in his hand, turned his head and walked towards the other side of the crowd.

A carriage carrying a box of tribute stood at the foot of the slope, and four Hu Han stopped their horses and stood around the carriage, ready to set off at any time.

Fu Chen swiftly climbed onto the front carriage of the carriage in a few steps, held the rein with one hand, approached the thin carriage curtain behind, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Let's go."

"Okay." The same short answer came from behind the curtain.

Fu Chen steered the horse, took the carriage and a cart of tributes behind him and ran towards the mountain road, turning his back on the crowd of hordes on the slope behind him, and went to clear the way.

The horse's chew is bound and decorated with red silk, and the car is also surrounded by red decorations, which is very festive.

Drinking before leaving here, the sound of Qiang pipes slowly stopped.The crowd hums and howls slowly, which is a unique sigh for Hu Digu.

He Xuyi threw away the wine bowl, hugged his daughter into his arms, and said in a calm voice, "Ah Jun must wait for the father to go to the Kingdom of Yan to meet him."

"A child will not be disgraced," the woman blushed, raised her hand tightly to press her father's shoulders, and whispered, "Chou Ri told his daughter that in Yanjing, there must be a place to take care of him... in the future To overthrow the Yan court and avenge the hatred of the clan, it is also a great fortune for the child to participate in it with little strength."

He Xuyu patted his palms, turned around, looked at the crowd below with earnest gazes, and shouted: "Hu Yan's hatred! I can't live together! In the future, I will sacrifice the blood of the Yan people! Defend my ancestors!"

The chanting stopped, and the Hu crowd below shouted, and the Qiang drum sounded again.

Huxun stared down deeply, turned around, jumped on the horse, and quickly got off the pasture.

The sound of horseshoes behind him faded away, Hu Qiang Wolf Lord looked at the eye-catching red eyes of Xie Xi on the black flags everywhere, and his face tightened.

Near noon, the carriage turned from the mountain road to the forest mountain road. Even the official road has not been repaired for a long time, and the road with few people walking is empty and silent.

The four barbarians accompanying the carriage body looked serious, paying attention to the surrounding scene.

Fu Chen's Hu Dao was tied by his side.

The wind moves, only in the sweep of the forest leaves.The young man put down the reins of the horse, lifted the knife, and with his toes brushed over Che Shi, he jumped and disappeared immediately.

Seeing the carriage stopped suddenly, the four barbarians hadn't reacted to the situation, and were wondering if it was the young man who had run away, when they saw a group of black-clothed figures suddenly flashing in the middle of the road, about ten of them, approaching the carriage with swords Come.

The Hu Xindao young man accompanying him had guessed that it had come true, so he had no time to think about it, and immediately rode his horse to stop a few assassins who were coming straight to the carriage.

Waves rose again in the woods, and I saw an assassin who had just rushed in had a dart in his back and suddenly fell to the ground.

Fu Chen suddenly flew out from the forest on one side, his figure was so fast, he hit several assassins fatally from behind, and died immediately.

Those who were fighting with the barbarian didn't pay attention, they fought for a long time before they realized something was wrong, several companions had already fallen on the ground, alarm bells were ringing in their hearts.

"It's you!"

In the midst of the fight, the eyes of the man in black shone brightly, and his brilliance flashed, and he recognized the identity of the youth in an instant.

Fu Chen thought to himself that it was the secret guard he had seen in Xiang's mansion before, so he didn't have the heart to say anything, so he swung his knife directly at him.

The man sneered, knowing the situation now, he was more cautious and merciless.Facing the attack blocked by Fu Chen, he secretly shifted the field, and took advantage of the opponent's dodge, quickly jumped to another place.

Fu Chen thought that he was about to attack the carriage, so he immediately followed him, and the moment he slashed at the waist of the man in black, he saw the man waved his hand at the fastest speed in his life before stabbing him in the back of his companion. The hidden weapon on it, and then concentratedly shot it towards the curtain of the carriage.

"No... only you can make... secret moves..." The man withstood Fu Chen's knife with his backhand, but was cut in the waist, bleeding profusely.

Fu Chen subconsciously glanced at the position of the carriage, and the man in black took the opportunity to forcefully push back his knife, and forced himself on the wound to move towards the carriage.

"Return to the original owner."

The low-alcohol male voice and the deep inner strength came from inside the carriage.

The man in black stopped abruptly.

Inside the car, the man wiped away the bloodstains on the dark dart, and the silver light flickered: "Thank you."

Fu Chen suddenly pulled out the knife buried in the jugular artery of the man in black. Before he died, the man knew that he had been fooled and was completely calculated by this dead man who came from nowhere. He vomited blood and died.

The four Hu people who accompanied him had been smoldering for a long time, and they used all their strength to fight. The remaining few people were Yan people. Although they had been domesticated for many years, they had no experience in fighting Hu people. If there is failure to catch it, it becomes more and more obvious that there is a tendency to retreat.Seeing the opportunity, Fu Chen stepped forward to assist, the knife pierced into the flesh with a blunt sound, and within a few strokes, the bodies of those who came were lying on the road.

The four barbarians were all wounded in the fight, Fu Chen went to ask, "Are the wounds serious?"

"Small injury! It's all right!" Yihu said indifferently.

Fu Chen's eyes fell on a blood-oozing crack on his arm sleeve, and the wound was exposed to the light.

"There's no rush at this moment," Fu Chen said decisively, "Take a break first, and we'll talk after the wound is tied."

The four accompanying Hu people had all been ordered by He Xuyi before they came, and they followed their arrangements on the way, and Hu Dizhong had seen the young man's abilities, so they did not pretend to come and go, and tied up the wound on the spot.

Fu Chen thought that a man in black recognized his identity just now, and found that man among the corpses on the ground, and took off the covering cloth on his face, he was shocked.

This person is none other than Ji Zhan who was introduced to the Gyeonggi Army back then.

It's just that he has an idle job in the Gyeonggi Army after all, how could he have such an idle time to make a special trip to the northern border?

Thinking about coming and going, he groped for him again, but he didn't come up with any useful evidence, so he had to put this question aside for the time being.

Fu Chen nimbly climbed onto the carriage, half lifted the curtain, and said to the carriage: "It's not good for those who came, it seems that the sender deliberately underestimated the enemy."

Zong Zhengxi handed over the dark dart that had just been wiped in the car, and said, "He chose a good place."

Fu Chen reached out to take it, puzzled, and said, "What?"

"Where is this side?" Zong Zhengxi pointed to the right side of the carriage and asked.

Fu Chen followed his finger to the outside of the carriage: "West...Jingzhou."

Zong Zhengxi stopped talking.

Fu Chen also stopped talking, the fact that the Hulan tribe led the crowd to massacre the city had already been spread by the barbarians who came to the capital to show off, no wonder most of the barbarians were anxious when they saw off the crowd in the morning.The soldiers didn't do their best, but instead caused the people to be killed.The identities of the two are embarrassing, and their positions on this matter are indeed vague. It is difficult to express all kinds of complicated feelings.

Fu Chen regretted that he didn't carefully check the route on the map when he came, and only chose the shortest way to catch up.

He froze for a long time, bit his lips and said calmly: "...the road is smooth now, and I guess we can reach the post house by tomorrow night."

Fu Chen suddenly put down the curtain, turned around and sat down, pulled up the rein again, and said to the Hu Ren who had finished their injuries:

"Everyone, you can hurry."

The horseshoes kicked and rattled on the road, like the drumbeats of a barbarian weeping blood and beating affectionately before parting, deliberately chaotic.

Fu Chen vaguely recalled the basic skills of martial arts that the school captain had taught him in the Gyeonggi camp.The journey was long, and he felt bored, so he did those exercises again:

… Concentrate on holding your breath, plug your ears and keep your mouth shut, so as to strengthen your mind and nourish your energy.

It blocked the noisy sound and the bloody smell that was still away from the assassin's dead body for some reason.