Suya

Juzhan Pass is one of the largest pass cities in the feudal kingdom. Although it has gradually become desolate because it is no longer a border fortress in the past forty years, it is not difficult to find the former pass city from among the walls and buildings. Brilliant shadow.

There are north and south gates in the inner city, Weiling Gate in the south, and Jima Gate in the north. Both gates are surrounded by urn walls. The turrets, enemy towers, and archery towers in the pass echo each other.

Pass through the closed gate, walk through Wengcheng, cross the Jiuqu Corridor, pass by the General's Mansion and Jingting in turn, and finally arrive at Wenchang Pavilion.

Wenchang Pavilion is a three-story hilltop-style building with blue bricks and white tiles, red painted pillars, and small carved windows, adding a touch of elegance and grace to this chilling frontier city.

The bearded man and Mu Linghan stayed downstairs, and Feng Chen went up to the top floor alone.

The door of the shop upstairs was closed tightly, Feng Chen knocked on the door, while waiting for someone to open the door, turned around and looked outside, taking a rough look at this ancient Guancheng.

With a sound of "squeak", the door opened.

An old man stood behind the door, with thick eyebrows and bright hair. He was more than seventy years old, but he was white-haired and beautiful, with a hale and hearty spirit, a pair of tiger eyes shining with power, and an imposing manner.

This person is General Qi Yan who has guarded Juzhan for many years.

Feng Chen looked at him, and for some reason, a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind-Mo Dao, life is never short, the water flowing in front of the door can still go west, and Hugh will sing the yellow chicken with white hair.

The two looked at each other, Feng Chen was silent for a while, bowed respectfully, and called: "Teacher."

Qi Yan looked at him with indescribable emotion in his expression.

"You..." He stretched out his hand, patted Feng Chen's shoulder vigorously, raised his index finger with the other hand, and counted towards Feng Chen's nose: "You boy will really cause trouble .”

Feng Chen looked up at him, a faint smile floated on his cold face, the smile hung on the corner of his mouth, so shallow, so faint, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

"Come in." Qi Yan turned around and led Feng Chen into the room.

The two sat down by the window, which was facing the Welling Gate. There were tall buildings standing on the city wall, and there were thousands of miles of wilderness outside the city wall.

Qi Yan poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Feng Chen.

Feng Chen took it, and raised his hand to raise his glass: "Teacher, my disciple here respects you."

Qi Yan raised his cup and said boldly: "Do it."

The two drank the wine in the glass neatly.

Feng Chen wiped the remaining wine on his lips, exhaled freely, and said, "Good wine."

Qi Yan laughed loudly, his voice was like Hong Zhonglu's drum: "This old man brought you the best wine from Juzhen. If you dare to say the word 'bad', this old man will definitely kill you."

Feng Chen said with a smile: "If someone can say 'poor' to such fine wine, I have to kill him too."

Qi Yan gave Feng Chen a thumbs up: "The old man confiscated you as an apprentice."

Feng Chen filled the wine glass again with a smile, raised his glass, and Qi Yan also raised his glass in return.

The two drank a few cups to each other, talking about the past and the present, the warmth and coldness of human relations, so happy.

After drinking for three rounds, Qi Yan put down his glass, smacked his lips, and looked out of the window.

The bright moon is in the sky, looking around, all you can see is a deep night, the night is vast and boundless, covering the sky and covering the earth.Even though the city walls are thousands of miles long and the turrets are tall, they still appear insignificant in this vast world, so small that they are like a grain of sand in the ocean.

Qi Yan looked at it for a while and asked, "Teacher, do you know why this south gate is called Weiling Gate?"

Feng Chen: "The time is right and the spirit is angry."

Qi Yan went on to read: "Strictly kill everything and abandon the wilderness. You can't get in and out, and you can't go back. The plains are so far away."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the city wall of Juzhan Pass outside the window: "This Juzhan Pass used to be a mouthpiece. In the past nearly 600 years, it has been ravaged by wars, people's lives are difficult, and countless people died in vain. As the saying goes, once Entering the giant pit, you will never return it in your life."

Feng Chen put down his wine glass and looked at him quietly.

"40 years ago, Zong Chengguo was defeated in the north, closed the country and occupied Jinchuan, and then pushed the line of defense to Beiling. After 600 years of blood washing, Juzhen finally ushered in tranquility. To be honest, I would rather guard it all my life. With such an empty city, I don’t want to see the flames of war reignite.”

Holding the wine glass with one hand, Feng Chen stared at him motionless for a long time without any reaction, but the look in his eyes changed again and again.

Qi Yan turned his head to look at him, and sighed with a smile: "I'm old, I'm no longer a young man with high aspirations, I will only start to say some discouraged words." He picked up the wine jar, poured wine into the glass, and said : "The first battle you fought when you were 16 years old was the battlefield where I took you personally. I have never forgotten what you looked like at that time in 12 years, and I still remember it clearly until today. It was really high-spirited , lashing out at Fang Qiu."

"What's the use of being high-spirited again?" Feng Chen laughed at himself and said, "Isn't he in such a down and out state now."

Qi Yan looked at him and pondered for a long time: "Teacher, I know that Fengguo really has a lot to do to you." He raised his glass: "This glass of wine, I respect you on behalf of all Fengguo people, I hope you can For the sake of the friendship between master and apprentice, I drank this cup."

After all, he picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Feng Chen frowned slightly, and clenched his hands unconsciously.

After finishing his glass of wine, Qi Yan put down his glass.

Feng Chen still sat motionless.

Qi Yan looked at the completely untouched glass of wine in front of him, and the expression in his eyes was extremely complicated. He sighed softly, and shook his head: "Are you still unable to put it down?"

"Teacher..." Feng Chen squeezed his hands, but stopped talking.

Qi Yan: "It doesn't matter if you have something to say."

Feng Chen: "Back then when I was conquering the Qin Kingdom, I was besieged by bandits when I crossed the Xun Kingdom. For many years, both the court and people around me said that the people who attacked us were the Xun Kingdom people, but not long ago, someone Suddenly told me that the people who besieged us at the beginning were not the Xunguo people, but the Fengguo people, is this true?"

Qi Yan looked at him and was silent for a long time.

Feng Chen: "Teacher, I hope you can tell me the truth."

Qi Yan's white eyebrows frowned, he pondered for a moment, then stood up, paced back and forth on the spot, stopping and going, as if he really couldn't make up his mind.

Feng Chen looked up at him, without any intention of giving in.

Qi Yan paced back and forth for a long time, finally stopped, and sighed deeply: "That's all, you should know, you will know sooner or later."

He sat back at the low table again, looked at Feng Chen solemnly, and said word by word: "Back then, those who besieged you were indeed the soldiers of the state, not the people looking for the state."