Chu Qiao's Biography: The Sound of the Flute Outside the Great Wall

The spies around Su Duwei came overnight to join Su Duwei's team, saying that Yuan Song, the prince of Wei, had his arm broken when he assassinated Yan Xun, and Yan Xun was stabbed by a poisonous dagger and was in danger.

"Yuan Song?" Chu Qiaoying frowned anxiously, "Are you all right?"

"Back to Miss Chu, His Royal Highness did not blame someone for sending His Royal Highness Yuan Song and Princess Yuan Chun back to Chang'an." The spies replied.

Su Du glanced at Chu Qiao's cold face from the corner of her eye, and didn't say much. She leaned against the banyan tree and thought about something quietly. She sent the spies back to stand by to report at any time.

"You and I don't know about Yan Xun's current situation." Chu Qiao clenched his hands into fists and slammed it on the tree trunk. He was even more torn in his heart. He was worried about Yan Xun's safety, but he couldn't let go of his love for Yuan Song who had been protecting him for many years. She raised her eyes to look at Su Duwei and said, "Ah Wei, you have to go back first, I'm really worried that Yan Xun doesn't have a caring helper by his side, and with your concealed identity, you can escape the pursuers all the way, and I lead the Xiuli army I still have to continue to drag Wei to pursue soldiers for Yan Xun."

Su Du slightly loosened the movement of her arms, she slowly stood up straight and paused, "Can you do it by yourself?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Chu Qiao chuckled a few times, raised her hand and patted Su Duwei's shoulder, "Go back, Yan Xun needs your help, and Yan Bei also needs your tricks."

Su Duwei nodded and raised the knife to prepare the horse. She stopped and turned around to look at Chu Qiao with a faint smile: "Ah Chu, remember to come back safely."

"Yes." Chu Qiao smiled knowingly.

Unknowingly, the sound of cicadas gradually subsided, and a yellow leaf slipped silently on the shoulders, and suddenly found that summer had quietly left.After the war, in addition to the devastated and unsightly ruins, there are also lingering shadows that will always remain in people's hearts.

The long mountain road spreads among the quiet leaves, and the autumn wind blows the slightly red maple leaves gently falling in the woods. Su Duwei stands in the maple forest in the mountain. His green clothes stand out in the fiery red. The woman wears a bamboo hat Dressed in smoke, Liu Cuisha held a shiny long sword in his hand, adding to his air of dust.

"Miss Su." The spy bowed to her and cupped his hands.

"How is it? What did you find?" Su Duwei opened his eyes quietly without looking at him.

The spy replied: "His Royal Highness sent Song Qian of the direct line of troops to send the Yuan brothers and sisters back to Chang'an. The family members of those people have all been oppressed by the Wei people. It is estimated that the Yuan brothers and sisters will not go back to Chang'an." Had a good time."

Su Duwei raised her hand to rub her temples and slightly hooked the corners of her mouth. She slowly stroked her chin with her slender hand and pinched her chin for a moment of thought. Princess Hongxiao has one dead body and two lives, this time Yuan Song dared to assassinate Yan Xun, so there is no need to take care of him, you know what to do?"

The spy cupped his hands in understanding, turned around and disappeared into the red leaf forest in an instant without a trace.

As the breeze blows, countless yellow leaves flutter and fall to the dust, the air is filled with a bleak chill, the wind blows the withered yellow leaves and brushes against the woman's shoulders, and suddenly there is a small sound that cannot escape Su Duwei's ears.

"Qing Shan, your kung fu hasn't improved much." Su Duwei said lightly with his red lips.

"Miss, are you sure you won't let the Yuan brothers and sisters go?" Xu Qingshan walked slowly from behind the tree to Su Duwei's side, "There is an injustice and a debtor. Although Emperor Wei is cruel, the Yuan brothers and sisters have taken care of the prince a lot. Is that too heartless?"

Su Duwei snorted coldly a few times, turned and glanced at Xu Qingshan, raised his sleeves and walked slowly a few steps and said quietly: "Did Emperor Wei have any old love when he killed all the Yan clan? Your Highness, Second Your Highness and the princess all died in the hands of the rich and powerful of the Great Wei family, now that misfortune and fortune have taken their turn, why should I be merciful?"

Xu Qingshan nodded and had to obey, asking: "What shall we do next?"

"Let's rush back to Yanbei to garrison to prevent the people from the Eighth Part of the Grassland from waiting for an opportunity, and then our people will deploy in various places to monitor Wei Jun's every move." Su Duwei's tone was cold and without warmth, she looked up at the fire in front of her eyes The eyes were burning hotly, "Three years ago, the fire burned for three days and three nights and 20 soldiers and civilians were buried in the sea of ​​flames. The taste of this fire should also be tasted by the Great Wei Dynasty."

A round sunset was close to the ridgeline of the Gobi, and the earth was darkened with a layer of deep red, and the golden waves supported by the sunset solidified like a sleeping sea.The clouds that spread the sky above the Gobi move slowly, casting huge shadows on the undulating golden yellow—the sky and the earth here seem to face each other in eternal silence, but it is like two parallel time and space that never meet.

Yan Xun sat on the rock and closed his eyes for a rest, but he was very restless in his heart. He took a deep breath to calm down his irritability. The man dressed in rich clothes did not show the slightest extravagance. He sat with his hands on his knees, regardless of the hot sun no.

"My son, He Xiao sent a letter saying that Achu will rush back to Yanbei after sending the Yuan brothers and sisters back to Chang'an. Miss Su has already set off and rushed back to Yanbei to do some preparations first."

Yan Xun slowly opened his eyes and tried to adapt to the outline of the surroundings irradiated by the white light. He slightly raised his head and looked at the peregrine falcon flying across the sky with fluttering wings above his head. No father and no mother, I grew up in the secret mansion since I was sensible, they have no relatives but me, if I don't wait for anyone, I will wait for them."

The man's eyes showed a little softness in his heart, and he lowered his eyes slightly and sighed: "If I don't protect them, who will protect them?"

Zhong Yu nodded, she knew Yan Xun's intentions: "It's just my son, it's a fluke that you can get your life back now, if they don't see you when they come back, what's the point of all this?" Zhong Yu said earnestly She tried hard to persuade, "My son, you must firmly believe that Ah Chu and Miss Su will come back safely."

Yan Xun took out the crabapple hairpin in his bosom and stared at it for a long time, then held it in his palm and pressed it to his heart.

I hope you all come back safe and sound.

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Su Duwei rushed back to Yanbei City day and night, the desert ignited solitary smoke and yellow sand fell from the distant blue sky like rolling mist Camel bells rang in the sandy wind Sparse and dragging, the huge shadow of the clouds gave the marching a chance to breathe , the spies on the hunchback rushed back to their hometown-Yanbei with their faces full of wind and dust.

The Yanbei Secret Mansion is located in the Dingbei Marquis Mansion, and unless the third-rank officials of the Military Aircraft Minister can know the errands of the Yanbei Secret Mansion, very few people know the depth of it.After Dingbei Marquis Yan Shicheng was murdered, Su Duwei was the manager of Yanbei’s Secret Mansion, in charge of Yanbei’s spies lurking in various places. Now that Yan Xun is about to return, what she wants to do for Yan Xun has long been more than just fearing the courtiers. .

Su Duwei went back to Dingbeihou's Mansion alone and stood in front of the door for a long time, looking up at the dusty plaque that had been in disrepair, she felt a lot of emotion in her heart, she slowly opened the door of the mansion, only to feel the mist and wind and dust coming over her face, she followed along Along the bluestone path, flowers and willows come here, but the surrounding pavilions and pavilions are covered with thick dust, but there are still willows along the clear green bank in front of you, and the willow silk hangs down in the clear water, reflecting the clear and beautiful shadows.In the middle of the lake stands a gazebo with green tiles and flying scorpions, and the rockery and strange rocks not far away are not different from the style of the Houfu.

Today's Yanbei has to rely on Yan Xun's support, and the Yanbei Secret Mansion, as the sword in the hands of King Yanbei, must do more for him.

Xu Qingshan ordered people to spend three or four hours tidying up the Dingbei Hou Mansion and waiting for Yan Xun's return. The Yanbei Secret Mansion has always been taken care of by special personnel in the Hou Mansion. After Su Duwei went to Chang'an for three years, he began to miss the past. It's time for training.

After all, Yanbei was very peaceful at that time and there was no flames of war, and Yan Shicheng was still the Marquis of Dingbei on the side of Megatron.

Su Duwei was wearing a cyan brocade dress and covered with green veil. The breeze blew through the veil, and the whole person exuded a faint aura. Three thousand blue silks were tied into a simple green hair bun and an elegant begonia hairpin was worn on it. superior.The woman's eyes are like water, but she seems to be able to see through everything with the icy coldness of her conversation. Holding the cloud-cutting knife with ten slender fingers, she steps across the threshold step by step and enters the secret mansion. The orange flames of the secret mansion sway and sparsely illuminate the inner court. On several bookshelves, there are war reports and secrets that have been spying on for many years.

Su Duwei glanced at the more than a hundred Yanbei spies in the hall. She stood in front of the main seat and bowed deeply to the golden eagle totem on the wall before taking her seat.The woman squeezed the wolf fur blanket on the seat with her slender hands and narrowed her eyes slightly. She looked around at the long-lost environment and sighed deeply.

Standing beside Su Duwei, Xu Qingshan said with a stern face, "From today on, Ms. Su will be in charge of all affairs of the Yanbei Secret Mansion. The son will return to the north and needs the support of spies. I hope you will cooperate sincerely to assist Your Highness!"

Most of the spies in the church are people who believe in Su Duwei, so they are naturally respectful, but the leaders of the eight tribes in the Yanbei Grassland also know that Yan Shicheng still has the secret mansion in his hand, and there are many people who are eyeing the secret mansion. When Yan Xun returns to the court, there will be many people who will coax and create momentum to divide up the power. How can Yan Xun stand if his foundation is not yet determined?

"Miss Su, the first thing we do is to get off to a good start, and we need to do it vigorously!" The undercover agent cupped his hands.

Su Du's charming eyes lightly raised her fingers and tapped the wolf fur blanket. The woman leaned halfway on the back of the chair and said, "Enge, the former team leader of the Huotu Department, was an ally of Lord Hou. I want to kill you." Su Duwei stood up, grasped the long sword on the shelf, and slowly pulled it out. Suddenly, the blade was shiny, and the smooth blade reflected the beautiful face of the woman, "It's time to clean up the house."

"I heard that the Huo Tu Department is holding an all-cattle feast these days. If you arrive quickly, you may be able to catch up with the consumed cattle on the grassland." Xu Qingshan smiled and half leaned forward, "The girl likes to eat the most. Sauce beef."

"Oh? Then there is something delicious, let's go and taste it!"

On the desert where the imperial city is connected to the desert, the oasis is accompanied by yellow sand, and the birds dance with the camel bell. The sand dunes in the desert are clear in outline and distinct in layers, with smooth and smooth hill ridges.

The grassland is shrouded in golden silence, and the mountains in the distance are covered with colorful clothes of sunset, and the clouds that are as white as milk are also bright red like flames, and the herds of cattle and sheep come from the distant grassland; The returned camels were still wandering by the lake near the willow forest, and the entire prairie looked peaceful.

Su Duwei's staff quickly wrapped up the entire big tent, and she was the only one who entered together with Xu Qingshan. In the big tent, there were lively singing, singing, singing, singing and swallow dancing every night, hugging left and right to taste the gluttonous feast.

Xu Qingshan lightly raised the curtain of the tent to lead Su Duwei in. A thin and thin woman who didn't fit in with the pair of big guys looked very weak. The guards on both sides held the handle of the knife to prevent the two from underestimating them. Suddenly there was silence in the tent. Agutu stared at Su Duwei for a while, and Agutu, who was sitting on the tiger-skin chief seat, was stunned. He slammed the wine glass on the table and pointed at Su Duwei's nose.

"Little girls broke into my tent! Who are you?"

Su Duwei turned his hands behind his back unmoved, nodded slightly and smiled lightly, his domineering smile made one's heart tremble.

Agutu got up angrily and walked towards her. The man showed his chest and exposed his breasts, and he looked like a grassland man. He yelled: "Did I ask you something! Deaf..."

Before anyone could finish speaking, the dagger in Xu Qingshan's hand stabbed fiercely. The blood on the man's shoulder instantly stained the blade red. Putting more force into the wound, the woman squinted her eyes and lifted the man's legs between her legs. The man knelt down in pain in Su Duwei's hands and had no strength to fight back.

The woman's beautiful eyes glanced at the people present, so she smiled and said: "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Su Duwei from the Yanbei Secret Mansion. Nice to meet you!"

Su Duwei hooked his wrist slightly at the corner of his mouth and tilted the dagger to the right, cutting Agutu's throat, blood sprayed all over the ground.

"By the way, Yan Xun's eldest son is returning to the north. If you don't see you all going to pay homage to the palace tomorrow, I guess you won't be able to get out of this grassland."

The woman pulled out the dagger and threw it on the ground, clapped her hands, walked out of the big tent eloquently, and within a quarter of an hour it was settled.

Those who stand in Yan Xun's way must die.

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