After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

The high-spirited young men traveled light and headed north.

On the way, he unfortunately met the Northern Cavalry led by Batu. At the moment of life and death, he was rescued by a group of rough men with beards and swords.

Niu Jinyi was responsible for pacifying everyone, while Song Zhizhou stepped forward to bow and thank the rough man who was leading the group.

"I am the Governor Song, and I would like to thank all the heroes for saving me!"

When the rough man in the lead heard the three words "Song Zhizhou", his eyes lit up and he asked, "Why are you running to Hezhong County instead of staying at Baichuan Academy?"

Song Zhizhou narrowed his eyes slightly and looked them up and down inconspicuously. He actually felt that this group of people looked familiar. "I think you all look familiar. Have we met before?"

“Never seen it.” The leader laughed it off when he realized he had accidentally let the cat out of the bag.

Song Zhizhou didn't care and took the initiative to tell the destination of his group: "We are all going to Fuming Town."

The rough man who led the group said: "The thirteen tribes of the northern border are more powerful than the elite soldiers of the Great Zhou. If you go there, you will just be delivering food."

Song Zhizhou raised his lips slightly, as if smiling: "Don't you know? The conquering general Gu Nanxi burned Chierle, swept through the grassland tribes along the river, and beat the thirteen tribes to tears!"

Bang!

The weapons of the rough guys fell to the ground one after another, and everyone seemed to be frozen, not moving at all.

After a while, the rough man in the lead held Song Zhizhou's shoulders tightly with both hands, and said with a smile on his face, "Are you telling the truth?! But how is this possible?! Didn't everyone say that Gu Nanxi deserted the battlefield?"

Song Zhizhou had a guess in his mind, so he endured the pain in his shoulders and patiently explained: "How could the general desert the battlefield? She led her troops across the Death Prisoner Mountain, found Chierle, penetrated deep into the enemy's rear, and killed people everywhere! Everyone in Kyoto knows this."

The rough guys didn't know how to express their inner excitement, so they just banged and punched their companions in the chest!

They all grimaced in pain, but still laughed out loud.

"Chierle! It was Chierle who was annihilated! Heaven has eyes!"

"It's all Boss Li's fault! He told us to go to Hezhong County and wait, but he followed the general to Death Prisoner Mountain and didn't even send us a message, leaving us waiting here foolishly!"

The rough men regretted their actions: "If we had known earlier, we would have gone to join the general earlier! It would be worth our lives to be able to kill the Tartars without leaving a single piece of armor behind!"

The rough guy who led the group no longer concealed the secret from Song Zhizhou: "We are comrades with Boss Li. We learned that the general was going north to fight the enemy, so we waited here, but unfortunately we missed him. You wait a moment, we still have thousands of companions, and we will go together when the time comes!"

Song Zhizhou and others naturally agreed.

The news of the great victory at the border spread from Kyoto to all directions.

The clear stream is unfathomably deep, with only a solitary cloud hidden in its hiding place.

At the foot of Qingqing Mountain, an old man sat cross-legged on a huge rock by the river and fished.

The stream was clear and fast flowing, and there were no fish on the hook.

But Lao Weng was calm and at ease.

"Master, there is a letter for you!"

The old man took the white envelope handed over by the boy, on which were written the three big characters "Cui Sanlun" in a flamboyant style.

The old man smiled at the middle-aged man on another boulder and said, "This Cui Sanlun will not give up until he reaches the Yellow River. He will definitely want us to work hard for his goddaughter again!"

The middle-aged man pushed down his hat and said, "Although the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang has some abilities and is loyal to the country, she is not good enough for us to leave the country."

Lao Weng opened the envelope carelessly, and was completely attracted by the first line of words!

I read it over and over again, and even read it out loud word by word, before I was sure that it was not my illusion!

The old man lowered his hands and stared at the sparkling stream in a daze.

Such abnormal behavior naturally aroused the curiosity of the middle-aged man beside him: "What did Lord Cui say in the letter? What made you so distracted?"

The old man put away his fishing rod, jumped off the rock, lowered his rolled-up trouser legs, and his whole demeanor changed, as if a long-hidden sword was finally about to be unsheathed!

"He gave me a reason to regret it for the rest of my life if I didn't leave the mountain."

"What reason?"

"Gu Nanxi crossed the Death Prisoner Mountain, burned Chierle, and continued to go deep into the grassland to sweep away various tribes on the grassland. He has not returned yet!"

Pfft!

The fishing rod in the middle-aged man's hand fell into the stream and drifted away with the current.

After a long while, the middle-aged man sighed: "Chi Erle! I underestimated Gu Nanxi. I will go with you."

In addition to the old men and middle-aged people who live in seclusion in the mountains, there are also the prodigals who embrace women in brothels, the teachers who give earnest advice in the academy, and the scholars who stay at home and are busy writing books...

They all received Cui Sanlun's letter, and at first they all treated it with disdain, and even used it to pressure the table.

However, a glimmer of hope that remained in their hearts made them open the letter again.

When this unfolded, I was both ecstatic and scared, as I almost missed it!

The south of the Yangtze River is shrouded in mist and rain, like a dream or a painting.

On the river, there is an exquisite gallery boat docked.

The handsome man with a hint of evil drank the wine that Hua Niang fed to his mouth and listened to the housekeeper's report on the industry situation.

Since taking over the family business, the man has only suffered great losses at the hands of Gu Nanxi, especially the Kyoto business that was sold at a low price, which made him heartbroken!

"Is there any news from Gu Nanxi?"

Although many people said that she escaped from the battle, the man firmly believed that Gu Nanxi was definitely doing something secretly!

Just as the butler was about to shake his head, a man in black came on board.

"A letter from Xiao Hei!"

"Huh?! Didn't Xiao Hei betray us? How dare he write a letter to me?!" The man was so angry that he almost laughed.

The man raised his chin to the housekeeper and said, "Nian! Let me see what kind of courage he has to come to me!"

The housekeeper said expressionlessly: "From the previous master: The previous master was very kind to me. Today, I have an opportunity to make a lot of money to tell you! The place to make a fortune is at the border."

The man kicked the table with a bang: "Do you really think I'm a sucker?!"

The next second, the man's angry expression froze on his face! What did he hear? ! Gu Nanxi crossed the Death Prisoner Mountain and destroyed Chierle?

The man sat down slowly, and after a long time, he tore a letter in his arms into pieces, threw it out of the window of the flower boat, and it fell into the rolling river.

"Humph! How can I be inferior to Gu Nanxi?!"

The stars are shining brightly, as if they are happy for Gu Nanxi. Since the great victory at the border, the starry sky has been particularly bright.

Inside the Daxiangguo Temple, a skinny old monk looked up at the stars at night.

"Old Ancestor, have you gained anything from observing for seven days?"

The abbot of Daxiangguo Temple asked for advice humbly, and something big must have happened to make the old ancestor so concerned!

"Originally, the Great Zhou Emperor Star was dim, and the stars were shaky. But after the great victory at the border, the Seven Killing Stars became dazzling, and the surrounding Pojun also shone a lot. Many tiny stars surrounded the Seven Killings, shining brightly."

There are many stars in the sky, and not every one of them is qualified to be associated with the destiny of a country.

However, this time, those tiny and dim stars actually showed signs of competing with the auxiliary stars!

How strange! How strange!

But one thing is beyond doubt, these changes are definitely related to Gu Nanxi!