Datang Fenghua Road

The world was shocked, and the whole of Koryo was terrified. Yuan Gai Suwen, the power minister, urgently issued a call for war. All 15-year-old men in the whole country should join the army. A large army of 120 million was raised, and they were divided into five routes to fight northward.

There are also 1 swordsman guards under Wang Lingyun's command, plus 10 well-trained iron hooves. The collection of 11 is falsely claimed to be 30. They also set off from the capital of Koryo.

Before this army was dispatched, Wang Lingyun had quietly disappeared for a day and a night, and no one knew who he went to meet, but everyone smiled when they saw him returning, and they seemed to be confident of winning.

At this time, Quangai Suwen and Wang Lingyun had a total of six armies, with a total of 130 million people. However, the three guards of the West Mansion continued to rush forward without fear.

Three days later, the armies of the two sides faced each other from a distance, and a huge cowhide drum was beating wildly on the battlefield, and the war between the two countries was imminent.

In this battle, not only did Goguryeo overwhelm the nation's troops, but Han Yue also dispatched all the troops under his command. No matter who lost, it would be a complete defeat. Everyone thought that Han Yue would lead the army in person, but everyone guessed wrong, and he actually stayed behind. Take a leisurely stroll in Shenyang City.

Yes, shopping, as if sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, don't care whether the troops that I have painstakingly developed will be wiped out by millions of enemy troops.

On this day, when the sun was rising, the east was only slightly white, and the city of Shenyang had become noisy.

Today's Shenyang City is a place full of flowers and splendid beauty. Millions of people live in the city. There are many shops and lively everywhere.

There are 36 avenues in the city, all of which are places where businesses gather. When you walk on the streets, you will see crowds of people. There are barbarians in fur coats peddling along the street, orchids from the Western Regions dressed up in fancy dress, and rangers looking for employers everywhere. Son, there are also business travelers from the Central Plains driving ox carts.

Today Han Yue wore a heavy padded jacket. He took the child out early in the morning. First, he walked around the yamen of the Andong Duhufu, and then went to the counter selling war bonds. In an orderly manner, I took the child all the way to the street, wandering around aimlessly.

When I was walking to Qingshi Street, I suddenly heard someone giggling and calling from a distance: "Brother Shi is going out early today? Come and drink a bowl of noodle soup..."

It was a young girl who spoke, and her voice was as clear as a silver bell, which attracted countless people on the street to watch, and suddenly there was a sound of drooling.

Han Yue stopped to take a look, his brows suddenly raised slightly, and he said with a smile: "I'm afraid we haven't seen each other for a year. I didn't expect you to be able to chew the grass roots and be willing to be a street vendor."

The girl smiled lightly and waved her hand: "Brother Shi, come and sit down, my little sister's business has been bad these days, and I need you, a rich man, to take care of me. It just so happened that I just cooked ten catties of tiger meat, and I just cut a plate for my little nephew. make up..."

Han Yue looked a little weird, looked down at the little baby in the swaddle, and refused: "My son is only four months old, and he has not even given birth to all milk teeth. You actually let him eat tiger meat? Otherwise, Doudou will go crazy!"

The girl laughed, seeing Han Yue standing on the street and refusing to step forward, she trotted over the food stall, tapped her bright eyes into the swaddling clothes, and said, "The baby is so beautiful, with eyebrows and eyes like you, heroic."

Han Yue was a little smug, and said: "That's natural, this is my son."

"Let my little sister give me a hug!" The girl suddenly stretched out her hand.

Han Yue's face changed slightly, his eyes looked straight at the girl, and he suddenly said for a long time, "Should I call you Qingyue, or should I call you Zixia?"

The girl smiled sweetly and giggled: "Buddhist Qingyue is dead, there is only Zixia in the world..."

"Very good!" Han Yue raised his brows, nodded and said, "So you are my son's aunt, so you should naturally deserve to hold him!"

While speaking, he reached out and handed the swaddle over.

Zixia caught it carefully, but her eyes glared at Han Yue, and she hummed softly, "I'm not an aunt, please don't talk nonsense, oh, this little guy is so cute, I want one too!"

She looked at Han Yue with eyes like water, like a water rhythm, and hehe said, "Why don't you help me, Shixiong? They bought a courtyard house in Shenyang City. How about you live there for a few days?"

Han Yue hurriedly turned his head and pretended not to hear, and coughed, "I didn't eat anything in the morning, I'm a little hungry!"

Zixia giggled, holding the baby in one hand, and holding Han Yue in the other, dragging him directly to her food stall, and said as she walked, "I told you to come here just now, but you won't come, my little sister has a skill that has been fully practiced." For 20 years, people have been waiting for you to eat and eat..."

"Oh?" Han Yue was a little curious, and couldn't help but said: "20 years of craftsmanship, I don't know what to eat?"

Zixia looked back at him, her eyes were as gentle as water, and said softly: "Zhajiang noodles!"

Han Yue's face suddenly changed, and he felt an incredible feeling in his heart.

There is a reason for his face to change, because there is no fried noodles in this era.

"Zixia, you..." He hesitated for a while, but finally he couldn't help but try: "Do you know KFC?"

"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it!"

Han Yue was even more startled, clenched his fists subconsciously, and asked again solemnly, "Have you ever been in a car?"

"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it!" Zixia replied again, suddenly with a faint voice, raised her little face with a sweet smile, and said sweetly: "Don't be afraid, my little sister was born in the twilight years of the Sui Dynasty, I just said those things you said. Heard it, but never saw it."

Han Yue was still a little uneasy, and suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Return my son to me, you hold him and recognize him..."

Zixia giggled and said, "Brother Shi is afraid that he wants to kill someone, right? My son is going back, and my little sister has no amulet."

Han Yue's eyes slowly became sharp, and he said coldly: "My son is me!"

"Just don't pay it back, unless you ask me to give birth to another..." Zixia took three steps back, seeing that Han Yue's misunderstanding was deepening, she suddenly laughed and said proudly: "Alright, alright, I'll scare you, people My father is Ziyang Feng, do you understand now?"

"Ziyang Wind?" Han Yue didn't react for a while, and when he saw Zixia's sly face, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he remembered the mundane name of the real person Ziyang. "My master?"

Zixia smiled and leaned back and forth, and giggled: "They say you are extremely smart, so it turns out that there are times when the lights are dark!"

Han Yue was shocked. He didn't listen to Zixia's words at all. He only murmured: "You turned out to be my master's daughter? You turned out to be my master's daughter..."

Zixia glared at him, took his arm to the side of the food stall and pressed it hard, but turned her head and shouted at the back of the cauldron, judo: "Master, add water and fire, knead noodles and cut meat, today we have a business to do. Developed, a distinguished guest came to the stall."

"Amitabha, the old monk has already seen it, and the King Zhao of the West Palace is here, and the stall is full of brilliance! Hehehe, let's make a fire, let's cut the meat."

Han Yue heard the voice a little familiar, so he couldn't help but get up and turn to the back of the pot to look, his face suddenly showed a strange look, and he said in a daze: "Master Zhicao?"

Behind the pot, an old monk fell and sat cross-legged, holding a piece of firewood in his hand to deliver it to the bottom of the pot. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled, put down the firewood and folded his hands together, and said respectfully, "My lord, we meet again."

Han Yue glanced at the cauldron, and then looked at a tiger's head on the chopping board at the back. There was a pot of meat next to the tiger's head. Han Yue suddenly sighed and said with deep meaning: "Master kills tigers and cooks meat. , how can it be called Buddhism again?"

"Amitabha, there is a Buddha in his heart, and killing is also a virtue. This evil tiger ate a hunter in the mountains. The old monk killed it and boiled the meat, not only avenging the hunter, but also selling the tiger meat to feed the world. This is not the case. Violation of the precepts is practice."

"Sure enough, it's a good practice!" Han Yue nodded solemnly, sat cross-legged next to the old monk Zhicao, picked up a firewood and sent it to the bottom of the pot, and said in his mouth: "If Buddhism can do this, this king can donate to build a temple. ."

Zhicao shook his head slightly, and said with a sad face, "I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Yue, his eyes bright and said: "When did the lord kill Dongdu?"

Han Yue was stunned and tentatively asked, "You hate him for taking your power?"

"The old monk hates him for messing with my Buddha's true meaning..."

Han Yue nodded again, suddenly got up and patted his butt, and said solemnly: "Come on, when I sweep Liaodong, I will kill the Western Turks!"

"Amitabha!" Zhicao shouted the Buddha's name lightly, and also stood up, suddenly picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board to cut the meat, and said lightly: "The old monk has nothing to repay, please ask the king to answer with tiger meat."

Han Yue sat down on the small stool by the table and laughed: "Okay, the rice has fried noodles, and the dishes have tiger meat. Although it is early in the morning, this king has to have a good drink..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard a long laughter coming from a distance. An old man came from the street in the south, stopped suddenly when he reached the stall, sat directly opposite Han Yue and said, "This old man also wants to have a drink!"

Han Yue's expression remained unchanged and he nodded slowly, and said indifferently: "Yes..." He suddenly glanced at the other party with a deep meaning, and said leisurely: "But you have to spend a lot of money."

He stared at the person who came, and fell to the short knife stuck in his waist.

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