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Let me say a casual word, I shouldn't remember it so clearly.However, in retrospect, he seems to still remember the expression on Xue Ling's face at that time, with a smile on his face, and a rare crisp tone, and lively shouting "Brother Li, this year's new February spring".

The servant raised his voice and complained: "What are you talking about, the spring of February, the spring of February, that is the tea in February, it is picked to dry and processed, and it is the earliest to drink it at the beginning of March, how can you drink it in February?" arrived.

My lord, your lamp will never be gone any longer. "

Li Jingsi stared at the tea bowl, the tea soup in it was clear and slightly sweet, it seemed no different from the one he drank in Heyuan.It's just a bowl of tea, Xue Ling can't afford to lie to himself.

He asked: "It's too early? Why did I drink it elsewhere?"

The servant smiled and cursed angrily: "However, some traitors have bullied adults, talking nonsense, or using old tea from years ago as new tea. They really don't have good eyes."

"Old tea for new tea?" Li Jingsi muttered, and didn't ask any more questions.The servant especially babbled a few words, the way is that there are rascals in the folk who lie about getting the spring of February, but in fact, there are no more than a hundred barrels of this tea every year, and most of them enter the palace. The one in hand is given by the emperor during the day of.

Li Jingsi waved his hand, dismissed the servants, stared at the tea bowl for a long time, took another sip, and felt that nothing was right.He is not good at tasting tea, but he feels that the tea he drank today is better than the one he drank in Heyuan that day.

Er Yuechun Er Yuechun, he was hesitant to straighten out the true and the false, today must be the real Er Yuechun, and what he drank that day was fake?

Thinking about it this way, whether it's February Spring or March Spring, no matter how much you don't want to swallow, you can't fall asleep. After walking a few steps to the edge of the window, you flipped your wrist, and all the residual tea and cold wine splashed on the sleeping Yang Su's face. superior.

It was cold in Beijing, but it was hot in Yuanding. Because of drinking a few more cups at night, Yang Su slept soundly.Being woken up suddenly by someone, the moment he opened his eyes, his hair stood on end, and Zichen slept a little too soundly.

After thinking about it for a while, he raised his eyes and saw that standing in front of him was Fan Tao who offered his surrender.Yang Su is also considered obedient, knowing that his heart is not good, he turned over and sat up, looked around for a week, there were seven or eight people standing in the room, and none of them were under his control.

Fan Tao still had the empty wine bowl in his hand, looked at Yang Su with a smile, and said, "Your Excellency offered me a drink in the evening, and I will offer you a drink now. The old water is good, and the brewed wine is also good. Take two altars with you. , Discuss with Lord Yama, and have a good birth in the next life."

Rao Yang Su had already prepared in his heart, but this time he was still quite terrified.He saw that Fan Tao's words were not rushed or slow, so it must be that the situation in the city is over.

Today, [-] to [-] soldiers and horses entered the city, and I saw with my own eyes that the city was full of people who were dying of hunger and thirst. How could it be possible to change the sky in just a dream?
He couldn't help but look out, wanting to see what happened, Yang Su threw the wine bowl on the ground with a crisp sound, and said: "You also know that I took Huang Chengyu's head, but the general may not know that the head is mine." borrowed.

If you have a loan, you have to pay it back.

Although the sufferer is gone, there are still many people living in the Huang family. I can't live with this debt.You see, are you giving it to me yourself, or am I going to pick it up? "

He asked, but did not let Fan Tao answer. Instead, he took a short dagger from his waist with a "swish" and said, "However, I personally took Huang Chengyu's head. Look, the general is not as beautiful as an adult."

At this time, Yang Su felt a little afraid, and his panting began to be unstable.He saw Fan Tao's appearance as a white-faced scholar, but the hand holding the knife was extraordinarily strong, showing all his strength.

"You..." He looked at Fan Tao, but still couldn't help but look out. He always felt that this matter should not be done. Even if [-] to [-] soldiers were slaughtered, it would take half a day to finish it. It's only been a few days. what.The outside is a bit like the sun, could it be that I slept until dawn?

In an instant, his eyes wandered back and forth several times, and he finally realized that something was wrong. The sky outside was a fiery red.

What kind of Xuguang is this?
He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.It's true that it's been a bit hot these two days, but at night he slept until his body was covered in sweat, and when he looked at Fan Tao again, his whole body was already trembling.

How come you haven't finished asking.

Fan Tao lightly turned a stick in a circle in his hand. It was the map of Yuanding that Xue Ling had touched no less than a hundred times. At this time, it was carefully rolled into a finger-thick tube, and it was tied like a treasure. The slender red rope dangled in front of Yang Su's eyes.

He didn't recognize it immediately, but he didn't need Fan Tao to remind him, because the leather used for the map was really rare.It is precisely because of this map that I know that the Yuan Ding dark river, so I can
He looked at Fan Tao again, tremblingly said: "The picture, the picture is from you."

"That's not true, but it's not that bad."Fan Tao stopped, held the map firmly in his hand, and said respectfully, "General, please."

Yang Su was startled and angry, and couldn't believe it: "You tricked me into poisoning the city, and you used Huang Chengyu's head as an injection to lure me into the city? How many innocent people died in the city, how dare you do that?"

"If you don't poison, who can deceive you? At the celebration banquet last night, you may not have toasted innocent people twice." Fan Tao stepped forward, put one hand on Yang Su's shoulder, and the other hand sank all the blades into his chest. He only stared for a moment, and his body froze unconsciously, without any resistance.

He has some martial arts skills, and he is not well-known in Beijing. He is only an ordinary person, and he has not been able to reach the heavens and the earth. No matter what, he will not be able to get out tonight.Otherwise, Yang Su estimated that he would not be able to get close to him.

Fan Tao pulled out the dagger, and before the blood spurted out, he stabbed three or four times.Before Yang Su breathed out, his eyes were already pitch black, and he could no longer see the flames in the city, only to hear Fan Tao disgustedly say: "The defeated general, the bereaved dog, dare to blame me?"

While speaking, it seemed that he had been stabbed several times.

It was probably a dying person, and even the pain was vague, but Fan Tao felt something pinched on his shoulder.

what is it then?

He swallowed the blood rushing up from his throat, trying to make himself clearer, there was something pressing on his shoulders, the uncomfortable feeling was more difficult than the sharpness in his chest and abdomen.

what is it.

It should be Fan Tao's hand, it should be Fan Tao's hand there, so as not to dodge himself.But, how could the human hands be so cruel?
It seems that his ears are not working well, at least he never heard Fan Tao say anything.Limbs and bones are losing consciousness, only the shoulder is still burning hot.

Could it be that the fire in the city came in?He couldn't swallow the surging blood anymore, and he couldn't sit still any longer. Qia Fantao dropped his hand, probably because he knew that this person was bound to die.

Yang Su fell to the ground, blood spilled everywhere, taking away the scorching heat from his shoulders, he really knew what was hurting him.

Isn't Fan Tao still holding that map in his hand?

It's strange, the tanned leather feels as soft as cotton, it's really confusing, why do you feel that thousands of needles are pricking it just now.

Isn't that the map that shows the dark river?