A Song of Yangguan Like the Early Years

Borrowing wine to send each other don't sigh the long journey

Folding willows and dipping towels, why bother to think so much

Say goodbye to you and meet again in another year

——"Pingyao Ancient Rhyme: Long Lovesickness"

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Zhu Yu Nian moved a stool, sat down awkwardly, and called everyone to watch the excitement. "Tell me, Li Zhiyuan will lose within a few moves?" Zhu Yunian stroked his chin and considered this question seriously.

Facing Yijian Zhuqing, who was infused with Li Zhiyuan's true energy, he would not take it lightly. Once the folding fan was closed, Bai Lian slapped it hard on the sand, relying on the reaction force, he flew into the air, and Bai Lian swung it like a white dragon. With a sword to Chuanyun, Bai Lian, who was three feet soft and filled with true energy, was as hard as a peerless sharp weapon, entangled with the impulsive sword that stabbed him, Zhu Qing waved Bai Lian lightly across the air, Li Zhiyuan just Feeling a feminine but powerful energy enter the body, Bai Lian picked up a sword that was caught off guard.

A swordsman takes the loss of his sword as a lifelong shame, and this time he lost his sword, he stood in the middle of the yellow sand, stunned.

Zhu Qing retracted Bai Lian, circled in the air, and slowly landed on the ground.Bai Lian was flying beside him, and under the bright sun, he looked as graceful as a frightened bird, like a swimming dragon. He was dressed in white, with flying belts, circling among the yellow sand, like a dance left behind in the world, beautiful If a fairy descends to earth.

one move!With just one move, Li Zhiyuan was defeated by him, and it was still a disastrous defeat.

"Have you taken it?" Bai Lian tucked it in his sleeves, his thin body standing in the yellow sand, not stained with a trace of filth, clear from the dust, his thin lips parted slightly, and his clear voice echoed between the heaven and the earth.

Li Zhiyuan stared blankly at the child in front of him, suddenly he realized how stupid he was before!

In three games, Zhuqing won two games in a row, and won completely.All the high-ranking officers in the army have seen what Master Moyan can do, and the 60 troops of the Xun Kingdom fell into his hands.

This competition laid the groundwork for the unification of the world in the future.

Smoke country barracks.

Pingyang Hou Helian stared blankly out of the window, the figure of the boy in white was still in front of him.Why, just a quick glance, is so unforgettable...

That night, the sky was like stars, and the moon was as silent as water.The man was dressed in white, with a stick of purple bamboo and ink sticking out of his mouth, brushing his thin lips lightly, the faint sound of flute wafted out.Even though the sound of the flute is ruthless, that person must be stunningly beautiful to make the world eclipse!

Could it be that I really fell in love with a man at first sight?If you like it, then you have to take it by all means!

He stroked the cold silver mask on his face, and murmured: "After the crowning ceremony, there will be no Pingyang Marquis Helian in this world..."

"My lord, General Feilong is waiting for you in the commander's tent." A servant reported from outside, He Lian Yu responded lightly, straightened his mask, and walked out of the tent.

Long Duanya, Flying Dragon General, sat at the head of the coach's tent. When he saw Marquis Pingyang coming in, he got up and smiled, "The thing must have arrived in the hands of General Xunguo, right?" How much wisdom and strategy are in his body.

He Lianyuan smiled and nodded.That thing was not given to Zhu Yunian, but to his son—Zhu Qing!That legendary child who traveled around the world at the age of five!He knew very well about Mr. Mo Yan's abilities.Three years ago, there was an eight-year-old child who claimed to be Zhuqing and entered the imperial capital of the Yan Kingdom. After leaving a lot of troubles, he still dared to meet the emperor of the Yan Kingdom, which made the young emperor anxious, but he still gave him a house. , to settle the foundation he left behind in Tobacco Country.Others don't know, but Pingyang Hou Helian knows that the owner of the largest silk and satin workshop in Yan Country is the child of Xun Country——Zhuqing!The guy who holds half of the lifeline of Yan Country's business!

A hundred miles away, someone was thinking about a young man in white, while in Xun Country, Zhu Yunian was curiously looking at the things in his hands, which were sent by the envoy of Yan Country.The envoy also said that Marquis Pingyang was coming, and wondered if Xunguo would set up a banquet to welcome him.

All the generals said no, isn't this leading wolves into the house?Who would do such a stupid thing!Although the envoy has repeatedly emphasized that Pingyang Hou came alone, and he does not know the slightest martial arts.

"Daddy, can you show the things to the child?" Zhuqing asked.

Zhu Yunian thought about this kid's many years of traveling and knowledge, maybe he knows what it is.He threw the things in his hands to Zhuqing, Zhuqing happily took them.

It's just a very ordinary accessory, made of rosewood, with red tassels, engraved with the word "Cloud", in wild handwriting.

Just this wooden sign made the usually calm Mr. Mo Yan slapped the table and stood up.

"This Marquis of Pingyang, we must see you!" Zhuqing said decisively.