Life in Film and Television: Starting from the Jinshui Bridge

Chapter 186 The Saint Is Gone
Liu Meng ignored Guo Lishi's yelling, but raised his eyes to those envoys, and said to them:

"It's nothing to you, just stay aside, we won't kill you!"

Immediately looking at those panic-stricken officials, especially Lin Xiangyi, Liu Meng mocked with disdain.

King Yong thought he could take this opportunity to show his heroic side in front of the saint.

Standing in front of a group of officials, watching Liu Meng and others shouted loudly:
"Who are you, dare to attack the saint, aren't you afraid of copying your family and destroying your family?"

As the sound fell, Xiao Gui, who had long been impatient, took a step forward, and with a sound of 'woo', the bone in his hand hit Yongwang's shoulder.

With a clear sound of 'click', King Yong was knocked down to the ground.

The saint looked at Liu Meng and the others angrily, and shouted loudly:
"Don't hurt my prime minister, don't hurt my son, you are here to find me, if you have anything to say to me..."

Liu Meng squinted his eyes, looked at this old man with white hair and beard, and said with a sneer of disdain:
"Your prime minister, son? You don't know, it's your so-called prime ministers who have caused countless Tang soldiers to die in vain! It is your son who has displaced countless Chang'an people! But you are right, we are I came to look for you...Xiao Gui!"

Finally, he yelled out Long Bo's real name, which immediately surprised the saint.

He had the impression that Xiao Gui's name immediately reminded him of something.

Xiao Gui stood up immediately, shook his hands, took out a military flag from his arms, unfolded it with a 'crash', and roared hoarsely:
"Ah! Saint, do you know this flag?"

Seeing this military flag, Shengren, Guo Lishi, and Lin Jiulang were all taken aback.

The other officials may not know this military flag, but the three of them recognized it at a glance. This military flag was the flag of the Eighth Regiment during the Battle of Beacon Fort.

At this moment, Lin Jiulang was terrified, and unintuitively stepped back a few steps, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

Guo Lishi's face was gloomy. He gave Lin Jiulang a hard look, but still reached out to stop the saint.

The sage looked solemn, stretched out his hand and pushed Guo Lishi away and walked forward.

Seeing this, Guo Lishi and everyone shouted anxiously:

"saint..."

Before everyone could say anything, the sage interrupted everyone with a wave of his hand and said:

"There is nothing to be afraid of. They are all my people and my soldiers. They came to me just to seek justice."

Sheng Luo, who had already walked three meters away from Liu Meng and others, looked at the military flag in Xiao Gui's hand, and said in a sad voice:

"Of course I know. In the 23rd year of the lunar calendar, during the Battle of Fengsui Fort, 230 people from the Eighth Regiment of the Anxi Iron Army fought to the death for seven days, and finally 15 people survived. This is the flag of the Eighth Regiment..."

Having said that, the sage seemed to be lost in memory, and said with a heavy face:
"I can still remember their names, ages, and places of origin..."

After finishing speaking, looking at Xiao Gui who was still holding the military flag, his hands were trembling, and his eyes were filled with tears, he said:

"You... your name is Xiao Gui, and you are the standard bearer of the Eighth Regiment..."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Liu Meng and everyone, but his eyes flashed and he said:
"Not only do I know that you are Xiao Gui, but I also know everyone who is still alive, Wu Chief Wen Wuji, 'Meng Kui' Liu Meng, Zhang Xiaojing, Ding Laosan, Duan Junjun, Wang Shu..."

At this moment, when the sage named the 15 surviving members of the eighth regiment, Long Bo looked at the sage in amazement, shook his head slowly, and couldn't help but burst into tears and said:
"How can you remember, all of our names? Impossible..."

The saint raised his hands and said as if roaring:
"How could I not remember, those were my soldiers, and how could I not know their grievances. Gai Jiayun, for the sake of greed, used the Eighth Regiment as a bait to abandon his son. In the end, I asked him to dismiss him and become a Become a commoner!"

At this moment, Xiao Gui's expression finally collapsed, with tears in his eyes, he and Zhang Xiaojing clasped their fists together, knelt down to the saint and said:
"saint..."

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the crisis had been resolved.

Only Liu Meng didn't make any moves, just quietly looked at the saint, watching him pretending to be aggressive.

Sure enough, seeing Long Bo and others kneel down, the sage walked towards the edge of the Huae Tower with great satisfaction.

Picking up the longbow on one side of the bow stand, he took the golden arrow from Xu Hezi's hand, turned around and said:

"All my life, I have set things right, worked hard to bring order to order, and created a prosperous Tang Dynasty. My great achievements are comparable to those of Yao and Shun..."

Speaking of this, the saint's old face revealed a rebellious way:

"Yao and Shun are human after all... I..."

He raised his right hand, pointed to the sky proudly, and said:
"is God!"

Hearing this passage, all the ministers bowed and saluted in admiration. Xiao Gui's face revealed an expression of disbelief. He raised his head to look at the saint, and slowly stood up.

The same is true for Zhang Xiaojing, at this moment, he glanced at Liu Meng who had been standing aside.

He understood the reason why Liu Meng supported Xiao Gui, because, the saint, he no longer lived in the present.

The sage turned around, faced the huge and towering lantern, put the golden arrow to the side of the brazier to ignite, raised it high, and aimed it at the giant arm that came out of the lantern.

With a sound of 'whoosh', the arrow was shot.

Under the lanterns, the people of Chang'an who had been waiting for a long time raised their heads to watch the fire arrow shoot out, and immediately let out a huge cheer.

Soon, the arrow hit the giant arm, but instead of lighting up the entire lantern as expected, there was a violent explosion.

The fire spread out in an instant, igniting the entire giant arm, the fire mine exploded, and countless burning kerosene dripped down.

Yuan Zai, who was standing outside the Huae Building, was taken aback, but realized instantly that something had happened.

After a quick calculation in his mind, he guessed that something happened upstairs in Huae.

Because, according to the original plan, the saint should have shot the golden arrow in the first half, but this arrow was half a quarter late;

Furthermore, if something went wrong with the lantern, he was sure that something really happened upstairs in Huae.

If at this time, I lead people to rush up to the Huae Tower and save the saint, then, will I just go up to the top?

Thinking of this, Yuan Zai hurriedly found the general who was guarding Huae downstairs, and said to him:
"General, the official Dali Temple commented Yuan Zai. I thought that there was an accident upstairs in Huae. I hope the general will lead people to rescue the saint!"

The general was commanding his soldiers to evacuate the people. He was startled when he heard this, but he took a deep look at Yuan Zai.

Seeing that the general did not move, Yuan Zai said eagerly:
"General, the golden arrow was shot half a quarter late, and the lantern was not lit according to the original plan. This is abnormal...General, you are loyal to the saint. If..."

(End of this chapter)