[Jianwang III] Yellow sand is far above the sky

Tang Yichen's movements continued to float into the distance quickly, although he was still graceful but staggered a little more.The rain gradually tended to get bigger, and the raindrops hit Tang Yichen's body, making him shiver uncontrollably, recalling the weeping rain in Chang'an City half a month ago in his mind.

The rain came so suddenly that the originally bustling street became deserted and even desolate.The Yage restaurant, which was originally quiet, now looks a bit more secluded, especially after listening to Mo Liuxiang's eloquent plan, there is a chill of uneasiness down his spine.

Tang Yichen took a closer look at Mo Liuxiang, as if meeting this person for the first time, then sighed softly: "Is it really possible to do this?"

"Tuban men are brave and loyal, but not very good at strategy." Mo Liuxiang stood behind Tang Yichen and patted him lightly: "They are born to admire the strong and trust the powerful from the bottom of their hearts."

"I understand." Tang Yichen nodded upon hearing this, and then said with a bitter face, "But I don't like lying."

"It's not just about lying, it's asking you to tell a story, a completely true story. All you have to do is to quietly change a certain detail in this completely true story." Mo Liuxiang turned her white hair Covering her hair under the hood, she walked slowly downstairs: "If you want others to believe you, you must first deceive yourself."

Tang Yichen staggered a few steps and finally stopped, covering his left chest which was cracked and bleeding again, and shook his head lightly: "It seems that the injury is not as simple as imagined." He looked back at the distance, the rain weaving The rising mist blocked the view, but it must have been chaotic over there.

Tang Yichen turned his head and smiled softly. Regardless of the blood still oozing from his chest, he started his light work and continued to move forward.Although there were many changes in the plan, the overall progress was smooth.I didn't die, could it be that God has forgotten this person who died once?I don't know if that bastard Mo Liuxiang let Jing Baiyi go in the end, and how Alu is doing now.That kid Xiao Yiqing is actually so powerful now, this news must be told to Mo Liuxiang.By the way, what's his name now?Yuwen Yifei or Yuwen Yizhi?besides……

A bolt of lightning pierced through the sky, and fell heavily with the intention of splitting the earth.Tang Yichen looked up at the sky, and smiled helplessly.

I hope that guy Kuangxiu can hold on now.

After the lightning, there is the rolling thunder.Yuwen Yizhi looked up at the sky, the rain hit his face and flowed down his cheeks, like tears.He lowered his head and turned to Zanpu who was half kneeling in the muddy water and holding the big man's body.After a long time, Zanpu said softly: "Baji has been with me for a long time, and I can still think of him following me to hunt gazelle."

The people around looked at Zanpu who couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger in awe, and everyone was silent and dared not make a sound.Zanpu carefully wiped away the bloodstains on Baji's face that were gradually diluted by the rain, and said to himself: "I want to learn the culture of the Han people. He said that he also wants to learn, but he is so stupid that he can't learn it. I persuade him , goshawks are used to catch gazelles, let others do the combing of feathers. Then I didn't expect such a big man to cry in front of my face. He cried and said, he vowed to be my life forever The guard in the tent, but the hunting dog will lose all his teeth one day, so he has to learn from the Han people, he wants to be a general, he wants to defeat Tang Tong for me, and use Chang'an City as my Tubo frontier stronghold."

The black horse knight was silent for a long time. Hearing this, he took a step forward slowly: "Zanpu, please forgive me. It happened so suddenly. I'm so sorry."

Zanpu looked at the knight and smiled: "The special envoy is a disciple of the Nanzhao Sword God, right? People from Piluo Pavilion don't talk lowly." He paused and continued: "I can see clearly, it's Ba Ji first slashes at you with a knife, and if you kill him back, you can only say that his skills are inferior to others, on the grassland, old dogs are food for wild wolves, and the weak eat the strong, it's only right and proper."

The Nanzhao special envoy didn't know how to communicate, so he just said, "Thank you Zanpu."

"Thank you in no hurry, I haven't finished yet." Zanpu smiled, stood up and looked at Nanzhao's special envoy: "Among the warriors of the Golden Tent, Baji is actually a person who is afraid of death and never takes risks. He fights for life and death, so he is often ridiculed by others. But I know privately that Baji is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of fighting for power and becoming disabled, or that he will not be able to follow me and protect me after death, so he would rather Keep a low profile and even cowardly avoid all avoidable disputes." Zanpu stared at the face of the special envoy of Nanzhao, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Before the alliance, Ba Ji was seriously injured because he intercepted Tang Tong's assassin, why did he suddenly swing a knife at you? ?”

"Assassin?" The special envoy of Nanzhao was startled, looked into Zanpu's eyes and said sincerely, "I don't know."

"Then do you know what Budge shouted when he rushed towards you?" Zamp's body stood in the rain, his body was very tall.

The Nanzhao special envoy had an ominous premonition: "Forgive me, I am not familiar with Tubo."

"In Chinese, it means 'die, assassin'." Zanpu looked at the special envoy of Nanzhao, with an oppressive aura that made people dare not face him: "Although I was blocked by Baji at that time, I still When I saw Baji flying an arrow, I thought it was the feathered arrow you were holding, but I found that there was another arrow in Baji's heart. Then this feathered arrow that appeared out of nowhere was Baji's arrow to you? What's the reason for doing it?"

"Zanpu misunderstood!" The special envoy of Nanzhao only felt that he had fallen into a huge conspiracy, but he didn't know where to start to distinguish: "There is indeed a feathered arrow passing by me, stop the first arrow below I have tried my best, and the second arrow is going slowly, I think Zanpu is surrounded by a cloud of experts, so it must be fine, but I didn't know that this would lead to such a misunderstanding."

"Zanpu." A Tubo general knelt on the ground, holding a broken Qin with both hands: "It has been found out that the assassin was assassinated on a high platform, and only this broken musical instrument was left behind. The soldier on duty said that it was the Wolf Fang Guard Fan. The general brought a man up to the high platform. The man only had a qin and no weapons. The soldiers were afraid of General Fan and did not dare to search him. The weapons must have been brought into the high platform by General Fan. In the middle, General Fan ordered all the soldiers on duty to evacuate from the high platform, but refused to evacuate The soldier was slapped in the face. Now General Fan’s body is on the high platform, presumably he committed suicide by taking poison in fear of crime after a mistake.”

Zanpu frowned as he listened, and cursed viciously: "This wolf cub, An Lushan, has he forgotten his origin and become a dog after being fed a few pieces of meat by Tang Tong?" Then Zanpu stared at the special envoy of Nanzhao, Sneered: "Sure enough, compared to Tubo, you are still closer to Tangtong!"

"Zanpu!" The special envoy of Nanzhao was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

Yu Wenyi's heart became clear, it turned out that this was the assassination planned by Tang Yichen!Whether it's General Fan, Seven Strings, or even Zan Pu who is the target of assassination, they are just pawns he uses to cover up.The real assassination is probably to use the Nanzhao special envoy as the bow and Baji as the arrow to break the fragile connection between Tubo, Nanzhao and even Anlu Mountain.

Knowing this level, it doesn't matter what Tang Yichen did exactly.Presumably, there were many chess pieces that shaped this false truth before, and then gained Baji's trust. A false information branded in the bottom of my heart was triggered by that seemingly thoughtless arrow... What a master of heaven!What an assassin!

Zanpu looked at the special envoy of Nanzhao with a blank expression on his face, then suddenly turned his head to look at Yuwen Yizhi with a warm and kind face: "Hero, who are you?"

"Yuwen Yizhi, a disciple of the Ming Cult, is here to deliver a letter to Zanpu at the order of Master Lu." Yuwen Yizhi took out a small package wrapped in oilcloth from his arms, and respectfully handed it to Zanpu.

Zanpu nodded and took it, then patted Yuwen Yizhi on the shoulder.The moment he lifted from his shoulders, Zamp waved his hand violently.The neighing of horses, the sound of hooves, and the sound of a knife being unsheathed passed by Yuwen Yizhi's side.

Another bolt of lightning strikes, reflecting the pale face of Nanzhao's special envoy.

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"Drunken and sleepy, people seem to be insane, lying on the yellow sand and laughing for nine days. Waving bamboo leaves and dancing to tease the golden dragon, opening the altar, the incense is swaying the gods. The lice are dissipated in the downtown, and the unruly water and clouds are scattered. Pick off the stars and the moon, and send them to Dragon Palace for wine money."

A group of little beggars tapped various wine jars with bamboo sticks, lined up and sang songs as they walked through the downtown streets.A carriage slowly drove past the little beggars, and the curtain was lifted from the side and lowered calmly.

"This ballad seems to be written by Mr. Mo." Li Mi sat in the carriage leaning against the soft couch, and slowly moved the curtain of the window with his fingers.He looked at the person sitting in front of him, that person was dressed plainly, his face was completely covered by a bamboo hat: "I don't know, what is he doing now."

The man bowed his head respectfully and replied: "Mr. Mo has returned to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley since he welcomed the young master back from Chunyang, and has stayed behind closed doors for three days. However, with Mr. Mo's ability, if he wants to go there quietly What, I'm afraid it's not something that Luo can grasp."

"That's true." Li Bi nodded, and then picked up a volume of books beside him: "Zi Yue, is there any valuable news recently?"

Luo Ziyu thought for a while, and then said softly: "These days the most widely rumored things in Jianghu are two things. One is that Jing Baiyi, the lord of Luo today, failed to assassinate his son, and died in love with Huashan with his lover. Now there are already admirers. The person went to the tomb of his clothes to pay homage." Luo Ziyu paused and continued: "Secondly, Nan Gongmeng, a disciple of Jiangnan Zen, rushed thousands of miles to Haoqi League to deliver a letter to Tianji Zhai Jizhen among the seven stars. The letter Among them were the names of hundreds of strategists and soldiers. On the way Haoqi League went to meet them, it was discovered that these soldiers were plotted by Yang Guozhong. Although there was no proof of death, Yang Guozhong was still severely taught by the Holy Spirit. The arrogance has subsided a lot."

"Nangong Meng, that master is very interesting. It turned out that he was in a hurry at that time just to send such a letter. He was unrepentant but still chivalrous, and he really deserves the word heroic." Li Mi nodded slightly, and then sighed: "It's a pity for those strategists. Their sacrifices were nothing more than a reprimand to the traitor. Although all the names have been recorded, these bloody devotion are recorded in the history, I'm afraid it's just a certain year. It’s just a number of casualties in a certain month.”

Luo Ziyu was noncommittal, looked at Li Mi: "My lord."

Li Mi seemed to wake up suddenly, and smiled bitterly with shame: "I couldn't help but lose my temper as a scholar, and made Ziyu laugh at me. I don't know, but there is news from outside the Great Wall."

"A few days ago, Tubo Zanpu was assassinated. It is rumored that An Lushan and Nanzhao jointly did it. Zanpu was rescued by loyal and brave guards, and survived. Enraged, he ordered his subordinates to kill all the Nanzhao missions. From now on, we are at odds with Nanzhao." Luo Ziyu said calmly, "As for the Spike Guards stationed in Tubo in Anlushan, they were either beheaded or driven away. In his anger, Zanpu sent Anlushan to The five carts of jewels and the body of the Spike Guard were all buried at the site of the assassination. For a time, all people or things related to An Lushan were wiped out, only the one that An Lushan gave to Zanpu Fifty beauties survived the catastrophe."

"Oh?" Li Mi pondered for a moment with great interest, and then said softly, "Zanpu is a person who loves beauty and beauty."

"That's not the case. The reason why Zanpu didn't kill him was because someone pleaded for mercy." Luo Ziyu noticed Li Mi's inquiring eyes, and continued to talk: "The man's name is Yuwen Yizhi, and he is a disciple of Mingjiao in the Western Regions. When Zanpu was assassinated, Yuwen Yizhi fought hard to save Zanpu, which made Zanpu feel grateful. When Zanpu ordered to kill those singers and dancers, this Yu Wenyi came forward to persuade him. Zanpu also felt that these women were innocent, so he simply became a Following the flow of favors, I rewarded this disciple of the Ming Cult for his meritorious service in guarding."

"This Mingjiao disciple is quite interesting. Thinking about the time when Mingjiao offended me, Datang Tianwei, and was completely wiped out in the battle of Guangming Temple in Tiance Mansion, I didn't expect that the climate in the Western Regions has gradually recovered in these years. Ziyu, Mingjiao and Datang have a special relationship. It’s hard to guarantee that I don’t have revenge, so please pay more attention to the news of Mingjiao in the future.” Li Mi looked at the silent Luo Ziyue, knowing that he had already engraved it in his heart, so he didn’t say anything more.Li Mi opened the curtains and looked at the street view outside. Knowing that he was about to arrive at the East Palace, he hesitated and asked Luo Ziyu, "Is there no news about Tang Yichen and Kuang Xiu?"

"No." Luo Ziyu shook his head, wanted to say something but didn't say it, then shook his head again.

"That's it..." Li Mi didn't say much, and put down the curtain in his hand.He took a deep breath and leaned on the soft couch without saying a word.With many thoughts in my mind, suddenly the shadow of a little Taoist nun appeared.

The carriage came to a steady stop, Luo Ziyu got up and talked about the curtain of the carriage: "My lord, we're here."

Li Bi raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly: "Okay."

Li Mi got out of the car and looked up at the clouds in the sky, feeling an indescribably comfortable and at ease.He changed his usual elegant and dust-cleaning posture, and stretched slowly in the sun.

What is that little girl doing now?

"Ah!" Xihe followed behind Liu Yimei, sneezed suddenly and heavily, and rubbed his nose embarrassedly.

Liu Yimei frowned and looked at her. Although Chang'an City was not as cold as Huashan, her thin Taoist robe seemed to catch cold easily: "You have caught a cold, why don't you wear your original clothes?"

"No, it was cut by the imperial tailor of the East Palace!" Xi and Chong Liu stuck out their tongues to make a face, then turned around and looked at Liu Yimei: "Does it look good?"

Liu Yimei looked at Xi and that rascal, and felt annoyed and funny: "Your master and Yu Zhenren asked you to go out to listen to me, but with your appearance, I want to send you back to Chunyang Palace. "

"Don't, you finally came out, so you don't want to go back." Xi and the begging Lalaliu shared their sleeves.

"Since you don't want to go back to Chunyang Palace, then come with me to Hidden Sword Villa." Liu Yimei glanced back at the gate of Chang'an City, led the horse and walked slowly in front, the letter in her arms had turned yellow. letter.

"What are you going there for?" Xihe asked in surprise.

"Some things concern me very much." Liu Yimei frowned, the letter and the calluses between Mo Liuxiang's fingers became his lingering doubts, and Yu Rui's vague words could not be explained clearly.Although the trip to Hidden Sword Villa is inevitable, Xiaohehe should not let Xiaohe know that Doctor Mo is suspicious.

I really envy how carefree she is.

"Don't go!" Xihe was a little annoyed when he saw that Liu Yimei said nothing mysteriously.

"Are you sure?" Liu Yimei glanced at Xihe's pouting mouth.

"Sure, huh! I'm going to play with Li Mi!" Xihe turned around and kicked the stones to leave.

"I heard that the Tibetan Sword Villa has the best Longjing shrimp." Liu Yimei said to himself.

Xihe suddenly stopped and froze.Liu Yimei secretly laughed while looking at that figure, and faintly heard the sound of swallowing saliva.Liu Yimei patted the docile horse, then turned over and rode it.

"There is also West Lake Vinegar Fish, what a pity... Liao Yuan, let's go then."

Liu Yimei was about to ride the horse, when suddenly he felt the horse's body sink.Looking back, Xihe happily sat behind her, pulling on her clothes.

"Uncle Hua, good Uncle Hua... where did you say you were going?"

Liu Yimei laughed, and patted Liao Yuan's head. The horse knew what its master wanted, and spread its hooves and galloped away.A well-dressed man slowly stepped out of the shadows in the city gate, revealing Alu's delicate face under the sunlight.She stared at the official road that stretched to the horizon, saw the two figures getting smaller and smaller, thought for a moment, got on the horse and chased along the official road from a distance.

A group of little beggars carried the wine jars in Aluma and came out from the gate of Chang'an City. The wine jars were full of food or copper coins. As they walked, the little beggars beat the wine jars with bamboo poles and sang:

"The nobleman of Chang'an Restaurant sleeps, listen to me singing the beggar's insanity.

The writing on the stele of the book is engraved through the ages, and the fleeting years are painted with splashed ink.

Where the longitude and latitude of the chess patterns play against each other, the strings of the piano are wound vertically and horizontally between the beams.

If you ask where the legend is, the yellow sand is far away from the sky. "

The author has something to say: Assassination is over, this one is an introduction to the Huangsha series, the next one will be in depth, please continue to support~(≧▽≦)/~