White Feather Huaisha

As soon as the night fell, Li Yue put the burden on his shoulders with a dark face, stuffed all his wealth and life into his arms, and waved to the perverted little emperor who had just learned to be shameless.

Wu Jue rolled over with his short legs, lowered his head, and allowed Li Yue to open his right arm, unfold a dark cloak, and wrap himself under his armpit.

The ancestral temple is built on Jiuhui Ridge, and the mountain is tortuous.After walking two steps, the little emperor suspected that there might be a whole set of furniture stuffed into Li Shiwei's thin clothes. He was so choked up that he raised his head and asked, "Li Siwei, are you sinking or not?"

Li Yuexin stuffed him back into the cloak, and let the things on his chest move the little emperor around. He didn't even bother to smile, "Heavier than General Mo's head."

Wu Jue poked his head out, "What I mean is that this road is heavily guarded, and I'm afraid there will be blood. Is it a hindrance if you hold me like this?"

The person concerned has no consciousness to go down on his own, this is purely a redundant polite remark.

But Wu Jue was polite and confident, looking up at Li Shiwei from bottom to top.The latter kept walking, his soft and broken hair brushed his forehead and the night, and the stars moved slowly around his body, his face was shrouded in the exquisite moonlight, especially clear and bright.

The next moment, Guard Li stopped in his tracks and lowered his head slightly.

Wu Jue felt a chill on his cheek, and Li Shiwei gently rubbed his thumb over, wiping a faint trace of tears from the child's face, "It's all right."

He felt that his hypocritical tears just now were almost dirty in front of such guard Li, and couldn't help shrinking back.After a while, he poked his head out again, "Guard Li, where are you going to take me?"

Li Yue said: "It all depends on your Majesty's instructions. This is Jiuhui Ridge. Going down the mountain to the west is Qingzhou, to the south is Longzhou, and then to the south..."

Wu Yu said: "Further to the south is Liangzhou in Dazhou, then Yehuling, and then the line of Dajingmen. I have seen the map and know it all. Let me tell you something I don't know."

Li Yue thought for a while, "Jiuhuiling Mountain is high and extremely cold, with thick snow in winter. In the beginning of spring, children from the nearby refugee villages—that is, children of your majesty's age—come to the mountain in groups, and they can collect Get a lot of things, enough for them to play for half a year."

Wu Wei asked curiously, "What's so fun?"

"..." Li Yue smiled thoughtfully, and continued: "There is also a market, which His Majesty has never seen before. In the market in Jiuhuiling, there are also speaking books, scripture singing, and pictures. Can play all night..."

"I've heard the lectures." Wu Yi rubbed his hands up again, feeling uncomfortable in this way, wishing he could hang it around Li Shiwei's neck, "It's talking about the Buddha in the west... what kind of prajna, what kind of pineapple, I I fell asleep after listening to it. Are you not sleepy?"

Li Yue said with a smile: "The ones that I heard in the market at the end are all about Hong Fu Nu, Bearded Man, Huo Xiaoyu and Zhao Yunu."

Wu Yi had never heard of these fairies, and felt ashamed, so he shrank back again.

After a while, the curiosity and uneasiness in his heart drove him out of the creaking nest again, and he whispered again: "...what kind of red ball...is that my world?"

Guard Li didn't answer any more, pressed his wrist guard, and then held the handle of the knife at his waist with his backhand. Wu Jue heard a tooth-piercing sound of the long knife being unsheathed.

This was the first time he saw Li Shiwei really drew a knife in his hand.As if the clouds suddenly dodged the bright moon, a ray of moonlight was reflected by the light of the knife, shining into the clear eyes, surprisingly calm, as if killing thousands of troops, it was just a little cooking.

Wu Wei suddenly subconsciously felt that "abducting the emperor under the eyes of the regent" sounded so unprecedented and outrageous, but Li Yue probably didn't pay attention to it at all.

Before he could see clearly again, Guard Li loosened his grip on the side of the cloak, his eyes went dark, and the white moonlight was tightly covered by the thick cloth.

Wu Jue held his breath, and heard Guard Li say clearly, "Don't be afraid."

Li Shiwei's voice was clear and cool. In the dark, people's sense of hearing was particularly keen, and Wu Yi felt an inexplicable itch in his heart—these two words were simple, but to him, they were completely unfamiliar.

The person holding him started walking again.But for a while, there was a shout from the distant mountain, followed by the sound of knives and halberds clashing randomly, as well as a fishy and sweet smell.

Wu Jue killed many people directly or indirectly.Some people were sent by him personally, and more were dealt with by the regent.

According to what the Master said, "killing", "cutting" and "punishing" should have their own meanings.But to Wu Jue, they are all just square characters that are out of sight and out of mind.

Through the cloak, something hit his face, soft and warm, sticky and sweet to the touch.

The organs in the chest were beating faster and faster. It was unknown whether it was excitement or fear. Suddenly, some kind of indescribable tremor surged in Wu Yi's chest, and he struggled slightly.

He had only seen a murder scene once - the father was smiling, and so was the uncle.Piercing the heart with a sword seemed like a relief to the two of them.

But what is he in it now?

The person who told him "don't be afraid" has what capital to lead him out of the tight encirclement?

There was another shrill scream, Su Niao was startled, thumping in shock for a long time.Through the heavy cloak, a faint light can be seen faintly, and there is the sound of flint screeching, and the war horses come rushing up the mountain.

The man with a Beiji accent yelled: "Li Yuezao died, he was a big Zhou spy! Wai!"

As if a ray of white light suddenly fell, Wu Yi grabbed the waist by his side and struggled in the darkness, "Who are you?! Let me go—"

Before the words landed, the heavy cloak was thrown off.Accompanied by the bloody air, glaring flames suddenly surged up. Wu Yan squinted his eyes subconsciously. Before he could see the scene in front of him clearly, he heard a muffled groan from above his head. He was kicked away two or three feet by the volley.

But even after being kicked like this, he didn't let go. Wu Hao was still held tightly in his arms, and his back hit the tree trunk heavily, and he coughed violently.

He Daxi ignored the little emperor's predicament, strode forward, stepped on Li Yue's broken knife - the steel of the knife was fragile, and he stepped on it and broke a corner, "Zheng" With a bang, half a piece of remnant iron swept away with the summer night wind.

At the same time, He Daxi leaned down, squeezed Li Yue's jaw, and shouted, "Fire!"

Wu Xing hurried back to Weidu, and he was faster than Wu Xing. Driven by the regent, he ran back and forth twice in a few days, and checked all the family backgrounds of the guards around the little emperor.

I searched and checked, but nothing was found, and everything was normal and intact. This group of new leek soldiers was like a row of eggs, which were sound and solid on the surface, and it was impossible to see which one started to stink anyway.

Until he hopelessly isolated all the remaining palace guards in Mingguang Palace and asked them to write down all the details they knew about this batch of new guards one by one. "Self-narration" and "other-narration" were put together, and a beam of light was shining behind them, and a slight difference finally jumped out from the page.

——Li Yue, the guard from Jiuhuiling, is a sour scholar. He is so poor that he doesn't have a delicate wife at all.

At the same time, black crows flew from south to north in an endless stream, shedding new news.

Most of the Beiji secret operations in the Huben Army were newly installed, and they were separated by hundreds of thousands of miles from Qieyunhou's Chinese army camp. What can be felt are only very subtle marginal signs, but the word "willful" cannot be prevented. .

For example, when Qie Yunhou was recuperating behind closed doors, everyone in the Huben army was in danger, and the whole camp became a mouthless gourd, Qie Yunhou's personal bodyguard, who had always been loyal to the sun and the moon, swaggered around with a toothpick in his mouth After leaving the camp, I went to the world to find happiness and freedom.

The torch quickly approached, but He Daxi still didn't let go, he squeezed the young guard's chin fiercely, jumped in the light of the fire, turned slightly at a subtle angle, a thin and faint scar flashed slightly in the angle of light .

The scars cannot be faked, the one on the portrait is not Su Yu at all!

——The whole world is investigating Qie Yunhou's new actions, but Qie Yunhou has been under his nose all the time, and even provoked the regent and the emperor to almost turn against each other.

This person is used to tightrope walking, so he may not be ignorant of the rapid current and stand on the wall, and if he makes a wrong hand, his body will be smashed to pieces.But he came anyway.

A hint of ridicule suddenly appeared in He Daxi's chest.

He walked as a chivalrous man when he was young, and he often said that the rivers and lakes were dirty, but only after he entered the imperial court did he realize that this is the place where you can't see your fingers.

They often ridiculed that the people of Dazhou were so soft-boned that they could lose even the princess—but He Daxi would agree with him in the early years, but now that he has been on the front line, he doesn't talk much about it.

With the strong soldiers and horses supported by the whole country, the people of Dazhou are getting poorer and their bones and blood are getting tougher, as if they have changed a new look.That new face hangs on the old face with white hair and chicken skin. Although it is not harmonious, it can also be called "old and strong".

And what about Beiji?The soldiers, horses and iron cavalry are still strong, but the tune in the palace is getting louder and louder, and the memorial archways of loyal ministers are erected one after another. Unfortunately, He Geng died in disgrace, and he was the only defeated general in the first battle.

For generations, the He family was reluctant to bury people in vain, so He Geng's remains have not yet been buried, and they are still waiting for Su Yu's life in exchange for a "success and fame" award.

Bearing the honor of his family, he bit the bullet and worked as a jester for more than a year. After a long time, he was even able to greet the little guard he met for the first time without changing his expression, "He Ruo will go to the prince's hand in the future and recover the six states. Isn't it just around the corner to conquer Jinling?"

The little guard had a disdainful expression on his face, he didn't hide what was on his mind, and wrote "Idiot" clearly.

He Daxi felt a pang of depression in his chest, and couldn't help but think of his elder brother's way of dying that was almost a joke.

He couldn't take his eyes off, raised a hand, "knife."

The soldier holding the torch took off his long knife and said hesitantly, "General He, but this is..."

He Daxi suddenly shouted: "Knife!"

With the handle of the knife in his hand, he suddenly unsheathed it.The cold light hit Su Yu's throat suddenly, the sharp knife tip sank into the flesh, and as the silver light disappeared, a bead of blood came out from under the skin.

Wu Jue opened his eyes fiercely, and heard gasps from the surrounding soldiers, someone whispered: "General, be careful, Your Majesty!"

The situation changed, and the man who was pressed to death by the point of the knife did not retreat or evade, but raised his chin slightly, gently twitched the corners of his full and gentle lips, and uttered five words: "Where is the Tiger Army?"

As the words fell to the ground, he flipped his left hand, and a small ball slid down from the gap in the wristband like a raindrop.The slender index finger and thumb pinched slightly, and clusters of bright red flames flew into the sky.

The signal flare invented by the people of Dazhou made an extremely weak bang, and the soldier who drew the longbow shook his fingers, and the arrow suddenly lost its force, and it slanted into the dark bushes like a headless bird. There was a chaotic sound of the leaves, and a large number of resident birds were startled.

The little bird was in a deep sleep, and reacted a little slowly. Finally, it made a long "squeak" and fluttered its wings. Together with its companions, it flew into the dark sky and thick clouds.

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Xie Huai ends his vacation the day after tomorrow and joins the team