The Mystery of Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 1 Introduction - The Wind Rises Old City

On the second day of February, the wind in the old city was extremely cold.

As the sun rose, on the official road ten miles outside the city, Li Erniu was curled up in a corner of the pavilion beside the road.

As the most famous idler in Shanting Village, the three thatched cottages that could have sheltered him from the wind and snow have long been paid off to his neighbors, his wife has long since remarried, and his brothers have long since cut off contact for fear of being dragged down by him.

People who have nothing, their vitality is always surprisingly strong.Li Erniu lived through the coldest winter moon in the old city in this gazebo. For him, the rising sun means that he can live another day. As for the hungry stomach, only those who survive Eligible to go hungry.

After brushing off the dust from his body, Li Erniu stood up and prepared to go to a distant village to get some food. Since he was alive, he had to treat his withered stomach better.

The sound of horseshoes, from far to near.

Li Erniu didn't care. This is the official road leading to the old city. People come and go all year round. Even in the cold winter months, there are official document postmen in the yamen, messengers in the mansion gate, and merchants coming and going. The sound of horseshoes is not abrupt.

What he didn't hear was the sound of sharp instruments piercing the wind hidden in the sound of horseshoes.

An arrow, a black arrow made of iron.

With a bang, Li Erniu fell to the ground with wide-eyed eyes. There was a finger-sized blood hole in his throat that was continuously splattering bright red blood. The arrow was nailing to the pillar of the gazebo behind him.

What a domineering arrow.

In the gradually blurred vision, a group of knights in black clothes and black armor appeared, and the horses under the crotch were also wrapped in black armor.

"I don't have to fight against the wind at night anymore," the dead Li Erniu thought at the last moment.

Of course he didn't have to fight against the cold wind in February anymore, because the stopped black-armored knights quickly cleaned the gazebo, and Li Erniu's body was carried a hundred feet away from the gazebo and buried on the spot.The bloodstains have been wiped away long ago, and the traces of a person have been cleaned up like this.In a few days, the memory he left for the villagers, relatives and friends of Shanting Village will also fade away, becoming a symbol that will never be remembered.

Between heaven and earth, a piece of clean.

After cleaning the gazebo, the black-armored knights immediately stood on both sides in an orderly manner, with steel knives at their waists, military crossbows at their backs, and horses standing quietly beside them. The wind was cold, and they were very quiet.

and so on.

Who are you waiting for.

The answer was soon revealed, and there was another sound of cars and horses coming from far and near, and a low-key convoy appeared in the distance of the official road.

The low-key is because of the color, from the car to the horse, to the people, the whole body is black.

A carriage galloped in the middle, without any markings on the body, surrounded by guards, who were dressed exactly like the black armored knight who cleaned the gazebo.

The motorcade stopped in front of the gazebo, the knight stepped forward and opened the car door, and a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi came down, with the sun and the moon on his shoulders and the stars on his back. There was no disturbance.

The owner of Yuan Pavilion, Mu Qing.

Yuan Pavilion, established at the beginning of the Xia Kingdom's campaign, is in charge of information scouting and hidden assassination.The famous battle of Yuan Pavilion was a fierce battle between Daxia and Nanshi. With one trick, he earned 300 barbarians from Nanshi with the lives of 3 marquises. Gaozu then sent his troops southward, and the Nanshi was almost wiped out in the first battle. It lasted more than a hundred years. Come, no longer have the strength to attack and harass northward.

Hou Zhe, the spy at the bottom of Yuan Pavilion, 300 Hou Zhe exchanged 3 barbarians. Mu Tieshan, then the owner of Yuan Pavilion Pavilion, became famous in the first battle.

Bottom-level spies are used to make sacrifices, and everyone has this kind of consciousness. If necessary, everyone in the Mu family can die for Da Xia without complaint or regret.

Since Gaozu, the owner of Yuan Pavilion has been in charge of the Mu family. The 40-year-old Mu Qing is already the sixth generation heir, and he has been in charge of Yuan Pavilion for more than 8 years.

8 years is enough to make Mu Qing, who is in full bloom, grow old.

Mu Qing lifted his feet up to the gazebo, and his subordinates had already arranged the stools and other things properly. Mu Qing sat down slowly, breathing in slightly, and the faint smell of blood made him frown.

The subordinate bowed his luggage: "There was a beggar just now, and my subordinates have already dealt with it."

Mu Qing looked into the distance again, and his subordinates continued: "There is a village three miles away from here, and the tiger shooters are on guard against it, and they dare not allow anyone to approach it."

Mu Qing nodded slightly, and another subordinate set up the iron stove and started to make tea.

The water vapor was dense, slightly blowing away the cold air around him.

Without raising his head, Mu Qing asked, "Is there any news from Tu Wei?"

The subordinate said, "Half an hour ago, the pigeon passed the letter, and the car had already passed Yaoshan."

Mu Qing said: "Order Tu Wei, after my meeting with the visitor, I need to be closely monitored, and the other party can only turn back after leaving the Xixia Pass."

The subordinate of "Nuo" turned to go far away, Mu Qing stared at the water vapor in front of him, and was speechless.

Then wait.

The wind is cold again.

On the official road, a convoy is galloping.

Nearly a hundred knights dressed as civilians are guarding an extremely ordinary carriage in the middle. If someone observes carefully, they can find something unusual about this convoy.

The horses are all Western pole warhorses, and the knights on horseback can't hide their murderous aura even if they wear private clothes.Moreover, there are traces of the battle just now on their bodies.

Inside the carriage, Chang Guangsheng, the governor of Daxia Xiji Prefecture, was sitting in the center with a lot of thoughts. The bumps of the carriage did not affect the center of gravity of this veteran who had stepped from a small soldier to the top of Daxia's power step by step.

The governor of Xiji Prefecture is one of the eight governors of Daxia, with jurisdiction over thousands of miles, tens of thousands of soldiers, and a high position.

In recent years, the Great Xia Kingdom's conquests have been concentrated in the north and the west, so the Governor of the West Pole State must be a general who can recruit and fight well.

Chang Guangsheng is.

He has been in the army for 20 years, and Chang Guangsheng has always been known for his fierceness. He is cruel to the enemy, to the soldiers, and to himself.In the battle with the Ule people, he was hit with 13 knives, led 2000 light cavalry to defeat [-] Ule wolf soldiers, and opened up thousands of miles for Daxia. After the battle, he personally beheaded the boss who fled the battle. The world knows it.

At this moment, the vicious Chang Guangsheng was full of sadness, and even a little bit of fear.

Sitting next to him was an extraordinary young man who opened his mouth and said, "Father, you don't have to worry too much. Since Pavilion Master Mu has agreed to meet, things are not too bad. Yuan Pavilion can definitely find out something." The young man It is Chang Guangsheng's only son, Chang Yun.

Chang Guangsheng said in a deep voice: "What do you know? This gang of thieves has been operating in the West Pole for many years, but my father has never heard of it, and I have sent four groups of messengers and five teams of pigeons to the capital. They were all intercepted by thieves, this is definitely not an ordinary thieves."

Chang Yun: "Fortunately, my father came up with the plan of Li Daitao's death, and used the incident of patrolling the border to sneak in, so we were able to transfer to Yongzhou via the desert, but?"

Chang Guangsheng said: "You guessed it right, the thieves already knew that my border patrol was a fake and that my trip to Beijing was real, so they sent someone to intercept it."

Chang Yun was startled and said, "Then we're on our way back to the West Pole?"

Chang Guangsheng waved his hand: "I can't think about it so much now, the most urgent thing is to inform Mu Qing of the news, and he will report it to the emperor. We need to make plans early and investigate carefully."

Chang Yun wanted to say something, but he heard voices outside the car, "My lord, we are here."

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