That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 841

Before the early morning mist cleared, a solitary figure had already arrived in front of the imperial capital city, staring at the towering city walls of the imperial capital, and stopped.

This young man named Xu Beiyou grabbed a handful of hay from the side of the post road.

After the withered grass has been subjected to hoarfrost, it is very brittle, and it will shatter inch by inch when you scratch it.

In the past few years, his experience can be summed up as going from north to south, from south to north, then from north to south, and then from south to north.

From south to north, from north to south.

Just like wild geese in the winter, the cold comes and goes, and the summer goes back and forth endlessly.

Before he knew it, he had already traveled half of the world, traveled many roads, seen many scenes, experienced many things, and met many people.

It's just that some people are like falling flowers on branches and flowing water in front of the court, and the past will pass away, but some people are like reefs in the water, which cannot be washed away, broken up, and even more difficult to pass.

Among the reefs in other people's growth rivers, some reefs could not withstand the impact of strong winds and waves after all, and fell down, just like his teacher Gongsun Zhongmou, who turned into little fireflies before his eyes, and he just I can just watch helplessly.

There are also some reefs that are already crumbling, just like his adoptive father Han Xuan, who was thrown into prison by Fu Zhongtian, life and death.

Xu Beiyou didn't want to be responsible again, he was as helpless as before, he wanted to straighten that crumbling reef with his own hands, without leaving any regrets.

Xu Beiyou let go of his fingers, and a little bit of withered yellow grass fell from his fingers with the wind.

He began to enter the city.

A flock of sparrows flew across the sky of the imperial capital.

……

There are many people with good eyes and ears in the imperial capital, so what happened in the Longevity Garden outside the city cannot be hidden from the ears of the dignitaries in the imperial capital. In just one night, the news that the emperor's son-in-law and His Royal Highness the Princess have arrived at the Longevity Garden outside the city is just a matter of time. It has spread throughout the entire imperial city.

For a while, the atmosphere in the imperial capital became treacherous again, especially those honorable ministers who seemed to submit to Fu Zhongtian's suppression began to think about advancing or retreating.

A person who is a minister pays attention to thinking twice before acting. What is thinking twice?Thinking twice means thinking about danger, thinking about retreat, and thinking about change.Thinking about danger in times of peace, thinking about retreating bravely in the torrent, thinking about changing to make up for mistakes.

The dignitaries in the imperial capital know this well.

Thus, the undercurrent surged.

There is a lake in the Royal Garden of the Imperial City, which is also called Haizi because of its size. There are picturesque boats on the lake.

At this time, there was only one painting boat on the lake, and there were three people on board, Xiao Li, Fu Zhongtian, and Wei Wuji.

At this time Xiao Li was looking at the sparkling lake water, dazed.They didn't come out early in the morning to take a boat tour of the lake, but stayed on the boat after having a banquet on the lake last night. None of them left halfway. In the end, what we waited for was the news that Xu Beiyou was worth ten thousand dollars.

After a long silence, Wei Wuji asked softly, "Your Highness, I don't know if I should say something or not."

Xiao Li came back to his senses and said: "Wei Shuai has something inappropriate to say, but it's okay."

After pondering for a while, Wei Wuji said softly: "Your Highness, forgive me for speaking bluntly, the princess and her party are coming in a menacing way, and the momentum is even more massive. It is imperative to observe, let alone guard against. To use an inappropriate analogy, now that they are approaching the city, it is a battle against the enemy. If it is a fight, there must be a charter."

Xiao Shen frowned, "But how should we defend? It is said that Xu Beiyou is already in the sword fairy realm of the seventeenth floor of the earth immortal, and he has the sword sect's heavy weapon Zhu Xian in his hand. Is it his opponent? If Xu Beiyou can't be stopped, how can he stop Xiao Zhinan?"

Wei Wuji looked at Fu Zhongtian.

Fu Zhongtian, who hadn't opened his mouth all this time, said slowly, "If it's really come to that point, this pavilion seems to want to learn about Xu Beiyou's Zhu Xian and Jian 36, and see if it's really as unstoppable as the rumors say."

……

The Imperial Guard's Imperial Prison.

There are two heavens separated by a line of iron fences.

At this time, inside the fence is Han Xuan, the former chief assistant of the cabinet, and outside the fence is Sun Zhihong, the director of ceremonies who turned his back on Fu Zhongtian.

Sun Zhihong, who was wearing a boa robe, sat on the chair, put his hands on his knees, and said softly: "Mr. Wen Bi, I will honor you as Han Ge Lao, Taizu Gao and Taizong Wen have already gone, and so has Your Majesty." , I think it’s a matter of fate now. It will be a matter of time before King Yan enters the palace. Why are you holding your neck? After all, King Yan is also surnamed Xiao, and he is also a member of the Xiao family. After becoming the emperor, the world is still the Xiao family. world."

Han Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the prison, was indifferent.

Sun Zhihong had to admit that this old man, no matter how future generations judge his merits and demerits, the character of this scholar is not inferior to the loyal and loyal ministers of the previous dynasty, but if this character is spread on him, it will be a shame. No homage to speak of, just smelly, tough, sour.

Sun Zhihong frowned, and said in a louder voice: "Old Han Ge, with all due respect, the current situation is no longer with the Xiao family of the great grandfather, but with the Xiao family of the old ancestor. Did you leave with the late emperor? The princess is not allowed to come down to sit in the world, there is no such reason in the world, isn't it..."

Han Xuan suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Sun Zhihong. Although he didn't have half of his cultivation, it was Sun Zhihong, a monk in the realm of the immortal, who felt guilty and had to look away.

Sun Zhihong gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "To tell you the truth, Mr. Han Ge, now all the people in this temple have become the people of His Highness King Yan and Mr. Fu, and the rest are sent to this temple just like Mr. Han Ge. In the imperial prison, after His Royal Highness the King of Yan boarded the Great Treasure, the three jurisprudences will be asked to judge the crime and ask to be executed, so why should Mr. Han Ge..."

Han Xuan interrupted calmly: "Eunuch Sun means, why should the old man be a ghost under the sword?"

Although Sun Zhihong was dissatisfied with Han Xuan repeatedly interrupting him, but thinking of the errand that Fu Zhongtian personally explained, he suppressed his anger and nodded, "That's exactly what I mean."

Han Xuan said indifferently: "The old man will live up to Eunuch Sun's good intentions. The old man is old and has not had a good life for a few years. The so-called life is no joy, and death is nothing to fear. Maybe this knife will continue. If I can leave a name in history, at that time, I will still be grateful to Eunuch Sun, King Yan and Master Fu under the Nine Springs."

Speaking of this, Sun Zhihong no longer cared about the superficial skills on the surface, let out a heavy breath, and said with a sneer: "Han Wenbi, you have a good plan, but don't forget, you are the one to be punished now." You are a rebellious minister and traitor who conspired against you! It is not up to you to decide how the history books will conclude."

Han Xuan was not afraid at all, and said calmly: "Who is Han Xuan, future generations will have their own opinions, and it is not your turn to point fingers here."

Before Sun Zhihong could continue to speak, Han Xuan waved his hand to see off the guests and said, "Needless to say, Eunuch Sun, please do as you please."

No matter how angry Sun Zhihong was outside the iron fence, Han Xuan turned a deaf ear and slowly closed his eyes.

……

The city gate of the imperial capital opened slowly, and the people who had been waiting outside the city gate entered the city one by one.

Right in the crowd, a young man with a long box on his back walked past the door guard, but the door guard turned a blind eye to it, as if he hadn't seen this person at all.

Like a ray of breeze, the young man carrying the sword box passed through the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, and finally came to the sealed-off Han Mansion.

He came to the main courtyard where Han Xuan lived, untied the sword box behind his back, and dropped it heavily on the ground.

He held the sword box in his hand, as if he was swearing something.

The owner of the mansion has returned.

(End of this chapter)