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Ling Qu only felt a sharp pain in his back, followed by darkness in front of his eyes, and he was about to lean over, but he was supported by a pair of hands behind him, straightening him up.

Ling Qu looked at Sijin's worried expression in astonishment, wiped off the blood stains at the corner of his mouth for a moment, pretended to smile lightly and said, "I wanted to hide, but I couldn't. Why did you come here?"

Sijin's expression faded, and she said, "I know you're coming, so I'll come and see."

For some reason, he didn't want Ling Qu to face Fu'an alone.

Even if it is a close relative that I haven't seen for many years, and now has become a powerful official over the court of the enemy country, Fu An, from his own perspective, deserves this kick.Sijin could tell that it wasn't that Ling Qu couldn't hide, but that he couldn't hide.As a citizen of the previous dynasty, he had to bear this kick.

It's just that Sijin was worried, and couldn't bear to see Lingqu being kicked like this.After all, if you look into it carefully, you are the orphan of the former emperor, and you should be kicked even more if you have been living incognito and dying for comfort all these years.Ling Qu was only getting close through a layer of blood, so he suffered this for him.

At this moment, Fu An's sharp eyes stared at Ling Qu who was lying on the ground.If it wasn't for Zhen Zhao who was pulling desperately, his heels would almost crush Ling Qu's face.

"Danxiu! Don't—" Zhen Zhao desperately grabbed Fu An's sleeve, lest he accidentally trample someone on the ground to death, "This person is Wu Mazhen, the lord of Liangshuo City. I'm afraid I'm going to kick out the eight thousand guards in Liangshuo City!"

Although Zhenzhao didn't know why Wumazhen came to the school at this moment, everyone in Dongcheng knew that this person was treacherous, cunning and powerful.Wei Lijun has not left the army yet, if he gets into trouble with such a person, it will be even more difficult to deal with than getting into trouble with the monk army.After all, the monk army is just a bunch of mobs who can't make it to the stage, and now Wumazhen, in addition to having the Liangshuo guards at his side to serve, there is also the Huo army, the leader of the three armies, behind him.

Although the ultimate goal of the Wei Li army is to attack the strongest gate of the imperial city, and if they want to break through this threshold, they have to run over the head of Wumazhen's guard, but this does not mean that the Wei Li army is now Just want to confront the guards.After all, once there is an exchange of fire with the guards at this juncture, it will inevitably cause a joint effect. When the fire army rushes back and forth for support, the Wei Li army will have no way out.

"Ten years ago, the vultures of the Western Jue Monk Army swallowed the banner of the Great Jin Dynasty, and the corpses lay on the ground, bleeding for thousands of miles. Since then, every night in the old land of the Great Jin Dynasty, you can hear the crying of the unjust. Even if the corpses of 10 people gather in one place , should also be kneaded into your blood and bones, and remembered in my heart, instead of being trampled by you like this." Fuan said, as if the wind from the highland came to his ears.

A pack of wolves roared, and Li Jun's body gradually became stiff in the wind.In the palm of his curled hand, there is a last word carved on a stone. A few words are scribbled, but it is enough to make the eyes of a person like Fu An who cares about the world wet:

——"My son, don't cry."

The emperor with outstanding meritorious deeds, Fu'an witnessed his rise with his own eyes, and witnessed with his own eyes that he created a generation of prosperity and shined in the annals of history.But such Li Jun, at the last moment of death, turned into an ordinary father who felt guilty for leaving too early.

The reason why a person is great is that while he is great, he is still a person of flesh and blood.

Ling Qu struggled to get up.

He spit out the rusty smell in his mouth, and then he turned his attention to Danxiu who wanted to kick him to reincarnate.

People say that cultivating Taoism will make your face last forever, but Fu'an seems to find another way, and he ages faster.Although he looked a little more human compared to the day they met in the dungeon, but in Ling Qu's eyes, his appearance was still inconspicuous.

"Father is kind and son is filial." He opened his mouth, his eyes fixed, but his tone was lightly picked casually, "Isn't it good?"

Zhen Zhao, who was desperately holding on to Danxiu, gasped at the moment: Why, Danxiu is actually Wuma's real father? !Wait, it is rumored that Wuma is really in his forties, and Danxiu is about the same age. How did they become father and son?

"Where do you have such a thick skin?" Fu'an shook Zhen Zhao's hand away, stepped forward and said, "With your father being kind and filial, I would rather not have had you. Let me ask you, ten years ago the Great Jin Dynasty was about to perish. I sent you to Mohe, why did you end up in Xijue?"

Ling Qu replied: "The wind and snow are getting stronger, and the horses and horses lost their way." He finally passed out from the cold, and was taken advantage of by his adoptive father and raised in the underground city.

"Where is the person who raised you now?"

Ling Qu replied without thinking, "Kill him. That person is nothing."

"Beasts can raise animals." Fu An uttered this sentence, making it difficult for people to tell whether he was scolding Ling Qu or himself.Fuan asked again: "How did you put on the real skin of a Wuma?"

People born in the dungeon all have slave status, and with slave status, they cannot be officials of the Xijue Dynasty.What's more, Fu'an heard that Wuma's true meritorious service was the leader of the [-] monks who broke through the Great Jin City Gate, and was later appointed as the city lord of Liangshuo City. Too much, can no longer be sealed.Calculating carefully, Ling Qu was only eight years old at that time, and he suffered from an illness that ruined his body and made him unable to walk steadily. How could it be Wumazhen?

The reason has to be heard from the kid himself.

Ling Qu lowered his eyelids, and said casually: "Kill the chicken and take the egg, and replace it."

"How dare you!" Fu'an raised his voice suddenly, startling Zhenzhao beside him, "You dare to kill Wumazhen! His old subordinates are all there, and everyone is watching him, and the rumors are jittery. If you kill him, you won't be afraid of exposing yourself. identity of!"

"What identity?" Ling Qu smiled, "Is the most holy Dan Xiufu'an of the previous dynasty my father? Do you think no one knows? Tu Shanxiong knows. Master Qingxu has become his Imperial Master, how can he not know?" ?”

After hearing this, Fu'an turned his head and left: "Don't talk to me in front of me."

"Why can't you mention it?" Seeing him leaving, Ling Qu stretched his neck and shouted, "Your old man and Emperor Jin Guang used to be enemies as friends back then, and the military plane was leaked, and hundreds of thousands of Jin people became the souls of the sword. Can't mention it?"

Fu An pulled out his saber and turned around to cut him.He was hugged tightly by Zhen Zhao.

Ling Qu continued: "Not only did I mention it, but I also scolded him. That Qingxu failed me, and even tried to harm my wife and children. If I don't kill him, it will be hard to solve the hatred in my heart!"

"Wife and child?" Fu An stopped, the knife in his hand was snatched by Zhen Zhao, "Where did you get a wife and child? Just like you, ghosts dare not marry, who would dare to marry you?"

Ling Qu ignored him, and said to himself: "If he hadn't betrayed him back then, Emperor Jin Guang would never have entrusted the orphan to him before he died. You were deceived by him, sold, and you will be paid back to him in the end. The name of the most holy Danxiu has been defeated, but what about him? He transformed into the most holy Buddhist monk of Xijue, and he has all the good things. Such a person is more hateful than the monk army."

Fu An still stayed on the last topic: "Where did your wife and children come from?"

He couldn't help but look away, looking at the little Shizi who had been following Lingqu closely but didn't say a word.

This little Shizi has delicate features and gentle features.The body is slender but not weak, and the lower abdomen is high and swollen, which makes people feel affectionate.

In Dajin, there are not many men who can conceive.It is said that this is the blood of the ancient "Qidong Royal Family", which has been passed down to the world for thousands of years.Those who see it are worshiped.Fu'an is from the Jin Dynasty, and he continues the tradition of the Jin Dynasty. When he saw it, he would naturally go up and kneel down to Sijin.

Seeing that Fu'an was staring at him firmly, Sijin rushed up without warning, and was frightened immediately, so she wanted to hide behind Lingqu.

Ling Qu had long forgotten his father's kindness and his son's filial piety, and warned Fu'an with a serious face: "If you scare him, I will never end with you."

Unexpectedly, Fu'an knelt down and kowtowed to Sijin in salute.

Ling Qu hurriedly jumped away, afraid that it was him who Fu An knelt down.What an insidious move, he thought.If Fuan knelt down, he would be stigmatized as unfilial when he went in and out in the future.

Sijin didn't understand why Fu'an had to kneel down on him, so she could only step forward to help him up.Unexpectedly, he helped, but he didn't.

Fu An didn't get up until he finished kneeling firmly, and said: "In the past years in Dajin, I haven't seen the blood of Qidong's royal family for a long time. Seeing you today, I have the right to feel happy."

"Qidong royal bloodline?" Sijin couldn't understand.

"It is rumored that only the men of the ancient Qidong royal family can conceive. When ordinary people see the Qidong royal family, no matter how humble they are, they have to bow down." Ling Qu explained to him, "It's an old tradition of the Jin Dynasty, and it's normal if you don't know .”

Sijin could only nod her head.He was still young at that time and really couldn't remember things.Just now when Fu An knelt down on him, he panicked for a while, thinking that Fu An recognized his identity, but now it seems that Fu An didn't think much about it.

"Since he is the son of Danxiu, then he is a distinguished guest, let's have a cup of hot tea!" Zhen Zhao said right away.

When everyone went in, Sijin looked back at the vigorous Costinus, and vaguely figured out a hint of father's taste from its demeanor.

After entering the tent, Fu'an spread out the soft cloak and lay down on it: "I have lived in seclusion in the underground city for ten years, so I don't know the current form. Who are the powerful figures in the Xijue Palace now?"

Ling Qu took the hot tea, blew it on and handed it to Sijin, and conveniently put the hot tea in Sijin's hand to his own.He said: "The monk army is precarious, there is nothing to be afraid of. There are also mobs above the court. The one who is difficult to deal with is Wuma Zhenjiu."

He took a sip of tea and continued: "Although I have replaced Wumazhen's position, these old ministries spread all over the world have been disconnected. These years, every time there is a war, these old ministries have to write a letter to ask for food and supplies. Horses, Tu Shanxiong has never treated soldiers badly, he will give them if he can, and the official roads will transport all the luggage during the festivals. With the backlog, the power is not small."

"Strange thing." Fu'an said while lying down, "The Tu Shan clan is afraid of Wumazhen, why is he not afraid of Wumazhen's old department?"

"When the moon is full, you will lose money. The Tu Shan family wants to fatten up these old people and persuade them to defect in the next year." Ling Qu put down the tea cup, and said, "This is really bad tea."

As he talked, he quietly threw a piece of candy into Sijin's tea cup.Sijin gave him a warm look, and drank the tea.

Indeed much better.

"Who are the people in these old ministries now? Can they be compared with your guards and fire troops?" Fu'an asked.

Ling Qu said: "Linglong Dice An Hongdou[1]. The old Xichi troops in Linglong Mountain and the old Zhanghe troops in the south of Anhong City are the most difficult to deal with. As for whether they can be compared with my guards and fire troops - I won't say that. "

Fu An let out a "hum" from his nose.He shook the wine in the iron pot, raised his head and poured it in: "I'll know if you don't tell me. As long as Huo Jun is there, Xi Chi Zhang He is not afraid. You stay behind."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ling Qu and asked, "Who are you leaving behind?"

Ling Qu raised his eyes, and asked without answering: "Don't you think you have too many questions? I have concerns in my heart, so naturally I don't want to have no way out. Isn't it normal to keep back hands! Why do you have to leave it to someone?"

Unexpectedly, Fuan said: "No, no. If you want to leave a way out, it is very simple. You don't have to set aside the entire army. The person you are protecting is obviously more important than your own life."

"I said you haven't moved in these years, so you have become a spirit." Ling Qu couldn't talk to him, so he had to say, "Then guess, who am I leaving behind?"

"If Li Jun's orphan is still here—" Fu An paused, "I'll let you work for him."

Without raising his eyelids, Ling Qu drank his tea, "You have a good idea. You owe him, not me."

"The son pays the father's debt," Fu'an said.

"Then you have to die first," Ling Qu said.

"I am old, what is the difference between death and death?" Fu An asked back.

"Isn't it still a breath of air?" Ling Qu put down the teacup and stood up, "Don't even think about the Huo Army. This army will be of great use to me later."

"As for the matter of being a cow or a horse, I will consider it."

Sijin, who was quietly drinking tea, choked violently without knowing what she had drunk.

His face turned red.

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[1] From Wen Tingyun's "Two Songs of Nangezi"

Fu An: "If Li Jun's orphan is still there, I'll let you work for him."

Ling Qu: "I'm doing it, I'm doing it.