retaliate

Chapter 396 If you like it, that's fine

Ningxing City in autumn is a bit more lazy, pedestrians are lazy, and businessmen are also lazy.

As for the killing, the temperature in the north has always been lower than that in the south, coupled with the strong wind, at the end of summer, the leaves began to fall in the city.

Therefore, the killing is coming to an end.

Yang Xuan suddenly looked to the right.

The big man was tall and burly, and he threw the iron awl in his hand with all his strength, the corner of his eye was cracked, and blood flowed down.

The iron cone shot, and the shouts followed.

"what!"

call!
The iron cone roared, passing like lightning.

In an instant, he arrived at Yang Xuan's side.

Tu Chang's complexion changed, and the spear in his hand shot out like lightning, "Second!"

"exist!"

Wang Laoer flew away from his horse, and drew out the horizontal saber in mid-air.

The old thief rushed over and shouted: "Be alert!"

At this moment, the pedestrians on the street slowly looked towards this side.

Someone's complexion changed dramatically.

The reaction of the third prince's entourage was half a beat slower, with a smile on his face, attracted by the sound of breaking through the air, he asked, "What is it?"

He turned his head, just in time to see Yang Xuan looking indifferently at the right window.

The iron cone whizzed over.

Yang Xuan leaned back.

The iron cone flew past his eyes, and the strong wind blew his hair violently to the left.

Just when he avoided the iron cone, Tu Chang's spear turned and shouted: "Shield!"

Tie Zhuo rushed over, and a customer on the left was negotiating with the merchant, their faces were red from arguing.

Bah!
The iron awl hit the guest's shoulder, and with the sound of fractures, it continued to hit the businessman's head.

puff!
Red and white dancing!

The guy who was carrying the goods saw it and opened his mouth...

"what!"

Amidst the screams, Wang Er Er had already rushed into the window.

"kill!"

The big man almost used up his internal energy with that throw, and when he faced Wang Laoer, he shouted: "Do it!"

The man standing sideways in the shadow rushed out.

Wang Laoer didn't dodge either, the big man's expression changed drastically, "You!"

The head flew up, and Wang Lao Er habitually grabbed the bun, then his body fell suddenly, with a bang, he stepped on the floor and fell down.

The man on the side missed in one shot. Just as he was about to escape, his figure flickered at the hole in the floor.

Wang Laoer is back again.

Dangdang Dangdang!
Three knives!

The man looked desperately at the horizontal knife passing by.

One last thought...

Why does this person always like Xiaoshou?
Only then did the pedestrians on the street react.

"Killed!"

Pedestrians run in disorder.

Liang Jing kept trembling, "I shouldn't die, I shouldn't die!"

"It's not for you." Yang Xuan dispelled Liang Jing's worries with one sentence.

Yes!

Liang Jing asked: "Why do you want to assassinate you? Could it be that the man who flirts with foxes is jealous?"

"Eat your sister!" Yang Xuan finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Liang Jing said quietly: "Yeye's younger sister is your empress."

Hey!
Yang Xuan cursed, but Liang Jing didn't pursue it.

The two are using this method to release tension at the moment.

On the streets of a foreign country, there was a sudden assassination.

In a situation of isolation and helplessness, anyone would be nervous.

More than ten people rushed here.

Tu Chang didn't look back, "Lang Jun!"

"Don't retreat ten steps away, kill!" Yang Xuan said coldly.

"Stop!" Uda yelled.

One person stops.

The rest continued to rush forward.

Wang Lao Er appeared at the window, and he saw the metallic flash from above.

"Lang Jun, be careful!"

More than ten people stopped abruptly.

The people behind were holding bows and arrows in their hands.

"Left!"

someone exclaimed.

On the left side, several big men were looking up, and they were actually throwing guns in their hands.

The sharp tip of the gun glistens in the autumn sun.

Yang Xuan calmed down at this moment, "Do it!"

Arrows fly.

Yang Xuan didn't move, but stared behind the dozen or so big men.

There, a man and a woman are strolling towards.

As the arrow flew towards him, the old thief let out a long roar, and swung the horizontal knife in front of Yang Xuan.

Arrows were chopped off.

The gun flew from the left.

aggressive.

Tu Chang's spear moved.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The shotgun was thrown away.

At this moment, the man and the woman flew over.

The women are in front and the men are behind.

Tu Chang had time to come back for help.

At this moment, the man slapped the woman's back with a palm, and the woman's speed suddenly increased.

In an instant, he arrived in front of Yang Xuan.

A sword!
The wind of the sword is bitter.

Go ahead!

Yang Xuan, who had not moved all this time, raised his saber.

clang!
The long sword was raised, and a long knife quietly appeared from behind the woman.

Yang Xuan shouted loudly and leaned back.

The long sword then fell again.

Yang Xuan can't avoid it.

The old thief who was fighting with those dozen or so people before he had time to come back to help, his eyes were tearing apart, "Tu Gong!"

Tu Chang's spear was about to be retracted.

call!
Something passed over his head.

Snapped!
The thing was round and bulging, and it hit the woman's face straight.

Huo Ran is a human head.

The woman's reaction was a bit slow.

Just this, is enough for Yang Xuan to fight back.

The horizontal knife slashed from below, skimming the woman's chest and abdomen.

call!
Something flew over Tu Chang's head again.

Tu Chang resisted the urge to shoot this person down.

Wang Laoer has arrived.

One knife blocked the man's sneak attack again.

The woman screamed and threw out the long sword in her hand.

Caught off guard, Yang Xuan leaned back again.

Tu Chang's spear pierced the man's chest at this moment.

The long sword brushed across Yang Xuan's face, he felt a bit of sharpness, sat up, and touched his cheek.

There is a hole, very shallow.

Fortunately, no disfigurement.

The woman covered her chest and abdomen with her hands and backed away. The man was shot flying and fell to the ground. The woman just arrived and supported him.

As soon as the woman loosened her hand, the internal organs flowed out from the opening in the chest and abdomen.

Her face was pale, "Husband."

The man was dying, "The calculation was wrong, and the players around him are too sharp."

"It's fine to die together." The woman couldn't bear it any longer, she raised her head, "Please bury my husband and wife together..."

Yang Xuan squinted at them, "Second."

Wang Lao Er flew over.

The horizontal knife flashes continuously.

Two heads fell to the ground.

There were corpses everywhere on the street, and the third prince's entourage only woke up at this moment, and said tremblingly: "It has nothing to do with the king!"

Yang Xuan's face was cold, and his cold back gradually warmed up at this moment, "Then, tell me, who did this?"

He has no enemies in Ningxing, who would deploy such a large force to assassinate him?
The attendant's face was pale, "The villain is going to report to the king!"

After such things happened, Yang Xuan naturally wouldn't go to any poetry fairs.

But Yang Xuan said: "Lead the way."

Follower: "..."

Liang Jing looked ahead, feeling that there were crises on both sides of this street, "Zitai."

Yang Xuan put the horizontal knife back into the scabbard, "I am the governor of Chenzhou, and I have been thinking about when I can come to Ningxing. I think it will probably be the day when the army is approaching the city. I didn't expect to come here by chance. But it seems , Ning Xing does not welcome me."

The follower smiled apologetically, "It's just by chance, by chance."

Yang Xuan said: "It doesn't matter if you are welcome or not, since I'm here, I want to see how many ghosts and monsters there are in Ningxing City!"

Arriving outside a big mansion, the attendants led Yang Xuan in.

"behind."

There is a garden behind, and a group of men and women are gathering in the garden.

Some people recite their poems aloud, some applaud at the sidelines;

The entourage rushed in, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something has happened!"

The third prince was talking to two men, and asked, "What's the matter? By the way, where is Mr. Yang?"

"Yang is here."

There is a bamboo forest ahead, and Yang Xuan walked slowly from the path.

"Is this person Yang Xuan, the governor of Chenzhou?"

"very young."

"It looks good too."

"One of his poems has been passed on outside, the grape wine luminous cup, bold and uninhibited."

"Didn't Your Majesty say it before, today we are going to fight for Daliao and suppress him with poems!" An old man said, "In that case, everyone, get ready!"

A girl stood up, "I'll try this person."

When everyone saw that it was Tan Ying, a famous talented woman, they all laughed and said, "Good!"

The talented woman pointed at Yang Xuanfu, "The life of a person is so short that it is dozens of years. You should enjoy it with all your heart and stand proudly in the world! Today, we have written poems, with the theme of pride, and we have dozens of poems. Yang Shijun Gao Talent, please enlighten me!"

Poetry was popular in the Tang Dynasty, and Ci was a literary carrier that emerged in the Southern Zhou Dynasty in recent years, and it became popular in the Northern Liao Dynasty.

Yang Xuan looked at the third prince, "Just before, Yang was attacked by dozens of assassins, iron cones, spears, bows and arrows, experts... Yang wants to ask, is this the meaning of the emperor of Daliao, or...whose? mean!?"

The third prince's complexion changed and he got up.

Yang Xuan looked at Tan Ying, frowned, and said: "It's okay for a group of people to drink and talk here if they have nothing to do. It's a pastime. What poetry, what arrogance, is full."

Tan Ying is a talented woman, and everyone respects her wherever she goes. One is because of her talent, and the other is because of her status as a woman.

But today, Yang Xuan's face turned red at what Yang Xuan said.

The old man, the heart is not old, and when he sees the beauty, he will vent his anger on the beauty, "Vulgar people, go without talent!"

Yang Xuan turned around and left.

He came here to put pressure on the third prince.

Then the third prince will naturally find the prince's bad luck.

Your mother's frame!

Ha ha!

The two brothers got into a row, and then it became lively.

Tan Ying's grievances could not be suppressed after all, and she shouted: "Hey! Are you a poet?"

Yang Xuan didn't turn around and waved his hands.

"I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this."

Tan Ying: "..."

elder:"……"

The talented scholars who were thinking hard raised their heads slowly.

A group of people looked at Yang Xuan who walked into the bamboo forest.

"If you don't hate the ancients, I won't see you. If you hate the ancients, you won't see me!"

Tu Chang appeared in front of him, he looked at the group of people vigilantly, and waited for Yang Xuan to pass by before turning around and following.

back yard.

Dead!

……

After leaving here, Liang Jing asked, "How is the third prince?"

"It's not him!" Yang Xuan said.

"Then why are you looking for him? Is he idle?"

"Yes!"

Liang Jing was furious.

Yang Xuan likes to see others so angry that they want to explode in place, but they dare not turn against him.

It's so sour.

"He Lianfeng won't do anything to the mission, there's nothing wrong with it." Yang Xuan had already analyzed these things, "Even if he wanted to assassinate, he would have to assassinate Wang Deng and you! My mother is an attendant, why kill me? "

"You are a famous general in Northern Xinjiang."

"Bullshit." Yang Xuan shook his head, "He Lianfeng is the emperor, and if the emperor relies on such insidious tricks to eliminate the generals of the enemy country, he is doomed not to last long."

of course.

The false emperor is an exception.

"Lin Ya!"

"No, let this man do something! He has to be good, that is, the motive. Why does Lin Ya kill me? What good is it for him?"

"The third prince..."

"Who will the third prince suspect?"

"Undoubtedly the prince."

"That's right, Lao Liang, after following me for a while, your wisdom has grown!" Yang Xuan said with a smile, "Who will be the happiest when the third prince and the crown prince have a fight?"

This Liang Jing couldn't think of, "The emperor won't, other princes?"

"wrong!"

"Who will it be?"

"Lin Ya!"

Liang Jing suddenly realized.

Yang Xuan smiled, "The swords are on the verge of breaking out between the princes, and He Lianfeng is in a state of desperation. Lin Ya likes this kind of situation the most. Old Liang."

"What!"

"It's time for Lin Ya to come."

A carriage came slowly.

A few men followed on horseback, looking good.

The carriage passed by.

The curtains are lifted.

Lin Ya nodded, "Evening!"

Yang Xuan nodded, "It's easy to say!"

The carriage kept going.

……

"You did it!"

The third prince broke into the East Palace.

He looked at the prince with a sullen face.

The prince frowned, "Gu Fang just learned about the assassination in Changjie, and you came to attack with great fanfare. Who gave you the courage?"

He is the prince.

When he is willing to release his majesty, except for the emperor who can suppress him, others can only bow their heads.

otherwise!

It is disrespectful to the imperial power.

Anger flashed in the eyes of the third prince, and he bowed, "Your brother will take his leave."

The prince said indifferently: "I heard that you and Yang Xuan's poems are harmonious, but you have a tacit understanding. He was assassinated. You are anxious and understand. But I don't bother to use such means. Go!"

"Yes!"

The third prince went out.

Song Zhan, who had been silent by the side, said, "He didn't believe it."

"I don't need his letter!" The prince said indifferently: "I heard that Yang Xuan wrote a good poem?"

Song Zhan nodded, "full of arrogance."

"Aoba!" The prince smiled, "Gu smelled something disturbing, sir..."

Song Zhan lowered his head, "Yes."

in the palace.

Helian Feng was losing his temper.

"Who in Ningxing City has the ability to surprise Tang envoys? Only those dignitaries!"

He Lianhong was silent.

"check!"

"Yes!"

He Lianhong bowed and stopped when he was about to leave, "Your Majesty."

"What's the matter?"

"There is some discord between the crown prince and the third prince."

He Lianfeng said indifferently: "The child is just making a fuss. You... stare at the prince."

"Yes."

After He Lianhong left, He Lianfeng said: "I'm hungry, get me some food."

He Zhong said with a smile: "Your Majesty has a good appetite these days, and this servant can't help but be happy."

"You idiot!" He Lianfeng scolded with a smile: "As a cultivator, when has my appetite lost? But I think of your loyalty, come here, and reward He Zhong with ten thousand coins."

He Zhong knelt down to thank him.

Immediately got up, "Those people are careless about eating and drinking, and the servants are watching. At least catching a few unsatisfactory cooks today can be regarded as killing chickens and monkeys."

He Zhong went to the imperial dining room, scolded several cooks, and replaced one.

Afterwards, he brought some meals with his servants.

Beef and mutton are Helianfeng's favorite food, grilled, stewed, fried... Various ways to eat.

He Lianchun ate a few pieces of roast mutton and praised: "The taste is much better today."

He Zhong smiled and said, "As long as His Majesty likes it."

He retreated slowly into the shadows behind him.

Watching the emperor eat up the heavy-flavored roast lamb, he smiled and said:

"nice! You love it!"

The setting sun was flickering, and the face that was illuminated was gloomy.

(End of this chapter)