Who will Moshang Qingshan belong to?

The big black banner covered the sky and blocked out the sun. On the bank of Qinshui, three thousand Cangyun troops reined in their horses and stopped, looking down at the hesitant enemies down the slope.The waves crashed against the shore, and the war drums rang out, one after another, stirring up the five thousand Spike Army on the opposite side in panic.

Huangfu Zhuo sneered, when the Yanmen Gate was closed and Langya slashed over with a knife, how fierce they were, now they are even afraid sometimes!

Shuo Mo stood beside Huangfu Zhuo, looking at his former companion opposite, he restrained the sharp light in his eyes.The pocket knife was in his hand, but Shuo Mo didn't have the courage to pull it out, he regretted it now, he should have listened to Huangfu Zhuo and stayed in Luoyang instead of following.But at this moment, he can't go back.

"The Spike Army doesn't dare to rush forward, how can we let them go back!" Huangfu Zhuo held up the black iron shield, holding a long knife in one hand, and raised his voice, "Brothers! It's time for shame!"

"rush!"

The sky-shattering roar resounded across the bank of Qinshui, and the black armor rushed down like a tide, rushing towards the trembling Spike Army.The hand raised the knife and fell, the blood column surged, and a human head fell to the ground. This battle of Qinshui knew the end from the beginning.

Shuo Mo stood on the hillside, the dust from the Cangyun army's charge rose around him, the child who was less than ten years old stared down at the Shura battlefield in a daze, and the pocket knife in his hand fell into the dust.No... Shuo Mo covered his ears in pain, squatted down and looked down at the ground under his feet. He desperately thought about Nan Yiyuan, the temperature of this man's hands in the heavy snow last winter, trying to forget the real pain in front of him, but The deafening fighting sounded again and again, Shuo Mo's eyes widened in shock, a wolf's tooth army's head rolled down to his feet, he yelled and fell to the ground, his feet were strenuous, and he backed away tremblingly. Open, something stuck to his back in a panic, before he could recover, someone picked him up.Shuo Mo yelled loudly, his fear continued to magnify, did he think he was going to die?Will he be decapitated by Huangfu Zhuo's long knife, or stabbed in the heart by the Spike Army's knife?

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" Shuo Mo didn't dare to open his eyes, he didn't want to look at him, "Sir, save me...sir..." He only wanted to see Nan Yiyuan, but he knew that Nan Yiyuan was not there beside him.

"This kid was scared to death." A strange voice came, and Shuo Mo felt his feet hit the ground.He quickly opened his eyes, and saw a Cang Yunjun standing in front of him, and behind Cang Yunjun, Huangfu Zhuo was holding a blood-stained long knife and looking at him coldly.

"I'm not dead..." Shuo Mo murmured, but he didn't dare to meet Huangfu Zhuo's eyes.

Huangfu Zhuo glanced at Shuo Mo, and said sharply: "I told you to stay in Luoyang and refuse to listen, and insisted on adding to the chaos! Take care of yourself, no one can save you next time!"

Shuo Mo nodded hesitantly, he touched his bosom subconsciously, and found that the knife in his arms was missing, a chill came to his heart instantly, he opened his mouth, but he didn't open his mouth to pray for Huangfu Zhuo after all.

"Take it, find a place to stay!" Huangfu Zhuo threw the pocket knife that Shuo Mo had lost in the panic to him, then got on his horse and led the team into the Spike Army again.

Shuo Mo held the pocket knife tightly, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a sharp line.

The heat came quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the heat was steaming, and the cicadas were singing one after another. The person sitting in the shade of the tree yawned, and he felt sleepy, but he was so preoccupied that he couldn't fall asleep.

Nan Yiyuan admires Mo Zhizhou who is standing in the sun and meditating. He is wrapped in a Taoist robe, and he still insists on meditating in the morning, noon and evening every day in the hot weather. Compared with him, he sits in the shade of a tree to enjoy the coolness Pei Xuanqing is much more comfortable.

Pei Xuanqing and Mo Zhizhou were originally going back to the Western Capital from Jiangnan. On that day, the two of them heard the sound of fighting on the way, and when they arrived, they saw several people lying on the side of an empty carriage. The two of them tried one by one. Pulse, and found that only Nan Yiyuan still had some faint breath, and saw a qin glowing with green light lying upside down beside Nan Yiyuan, and immediately understood Nan Yiyuan's identity.Pei Xuanqing studied under Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, and he was able to treat patients with ease. After his careful conditioning, within half a month, Nan Yiyuan recovered to a minimum.However, Pei Xuanqing could do nothing about the scar on Nan Yiyuan's face that was long on his index finger, but Nan Yiyuan didn't care, so Pei Xuanqing felt relieved.

"Yesterday I followed the clues you provided to ask the people of Changgemen. Lord Changyuan arrived at Qiandao Lake ten days ago." After knowing that Nan Yiyuan sent Lord Changyuan to Changgemen, Pei Xuanqing and Mo Zhizhou knew Because of Nan Yiyuan's status, he kept an eye on Li Mi's movements for Nan Yiyuan.

Nan Yiyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and while thanking Pei Xuanqing, he said: "Thank you for your great help. I am relieved that Mr. Changyuan arrived at Changgemen."

"Mr. Nan is going back to Changgemen?" Nan Yiyuan is from Changgemen, and he wants to escort Li Mi back to Qiandao Lake. Seeing that Nan Yiyuan's mind is settled, Pei Xuanqing thought that Nan Yiyuan might leave soon.

Nan Yiyuan shook his head: "Going back to the Eastern Capital, I promised to go back alone." He recalled Huangfu's reluctant eyes on the outskirts of Luoyang that day, and Nan Yiyuan felt warm in his heart, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Master Mo and I are going to the Eastern Capital too, how about we go together?"

Nan Yiyuan smiled and said, "I'm going to bother you two again."

Pei Xuanqing waved her hand and said it's okay.

The heat was unbearable, even if a few pieces of ice were placed in the hall, it still couldn't relieve the heat.The current emperor Li Heng took off the crown and simply fixed the bun with a jade hairpin. He flipped through the memorial anxiously, and threw the memorial aside after a few glances.

Li Fuguo waited carefully, and made a face to the palace man beside him, and the palace man hurriedly handed the iced bird's nest to Li Fuguo's hand.Li Fuguo stepped forward respectfully, and placed the bird's nest by Li Heng's hand: "Everyone, let's cool off."

Now Li Heng is only willing to listen to two people, one is Queen Zhang, and the other is Li Fuguo.In the past, he was also willing to listen to Li Mi's words, but later Li Fuguo told him that Li Mi wanted to help Cheng Wang ascend the throne, so Li Heng began to guard against Li Mi.The old fox Li Mi realized that Li Heng was wary of him, so he wrote a letter requesting to return to hermit and practice Taoism.Li Heng originally wanted to keep Li Mi for a while, but because of what Li Fuguo and Queen Zhang said, he granted Li Mi's request.After Li Mi left, Li Heng still couldn't bear it, but Li Fuguo served him comfortably, and Li Heng gradually stopped mentioning Li Mi.

Li Heng picked up the bird's nest and took a sip. The cold bird's nest passed across his throat, refreshing and relieving some of the heat.Li Heng exhaled comfortably, took another sip, then he looked at Li Fuguo with admiration, and said with a smile: "What do you want from me?"

"How dare Fuguo ask you for things?" Li Fuguo handed over the silk handkerchief and smiled flatteringly. "Everyone has already rewarded me a lot. These things are my duty."

Li Heng took the silk handkerchief, wiped his mouth, and said: "It's hot, I don't want to use my brain, don't flirt with me."

Li Fuguo knew Li Heng best, if he beat around the bush again, Li Heng would definitely turn his back on him.Li Fuguo pondered Li Heng's thoughts, changed his address, and solemnly knelt in front of Li Heng and said: "Saint, I heard in Luoyang City not long ago that King Cheng personally summoned the souls of the soldiers of the Tang army who died in battle when he was in the Eastern Capital. So, I have the guts to ask the sage to order Cheng Wang as the crown prince!"

Li Heng's pupils shrank suddenly, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart. He clenched the silk handkerchief in his hand, and then let go, and the smile returned to his face—as King Cheng's entrustment is expected by everyone, if this is the case, why should he fight with him? Can't everyone in the world get through it?What's more, he felt a little sorry for his third son Li Tan in his heart. If he made King Cheng the crown prince, it would be considered an explanation to Li Tan who had been assisting Li Chu all the time.

"Fuguo, you and I should pretend that this incident never happened today. I decided to establish the crown prince myself, and it has nothing to do with others." Li Heng took another sip of the bird's nest, and then continued to review the memorial.

Li Fuguo stood up and waited on him. Although what Li Heng said just now was to protect him, Li Fuguo was still worried. His every move today was deliberately arranged by that person. Guessing Li Heng's mind and arranging the next move, Li Fuguo became more and more afraid, but he couldn't get away.