Luo nine needles

Chapter 6

After the rain, the sky cleared and the sky was as clear as a wash.

People came and went on the main road again, but the road was muddy and it was inconvenient to walk on. In addition, some riders on fast horses had no scruples, splashing mud and water, which caused shouting and scolding from time to time.

The horse's hooves trampled, and the ground shook.

"It's coming again, it's coming again." The passerby who had just been splashed with mud shouted angrily, "Why are there so many people riding horses today?"

What can be blamed?Blame myself for not having a car or a horse, I deserve it.

Passers-by looked at the carriage next to them with jealousy.

The people in the carriage also lifted the curtains to look at the passers-by, and smiled smugly at the passers-by. Although there was a lot of mud splashed on the carriage, they were well-dressed and there was nothing they could do. This was fate.

"Step aside!"

Not only the horseshoes rolled behind him, but also the sound of shouting.

Not only was the horse riding quite arrogant, but the passers-by looked back and took a deep breath when they saw it. The road behind was like dark clouds billowing.

This group of people and horses were all wearing black clothes, but there was a golden light shining in the black, which was the gold silk pattern embroidered on the black clothes, and there was a faint light shining in the golden light, which was the waist knife hanging from the waist.

Seeing this group of people, he didn't wait to shout a second time to get out of the way, and the people on the road exploded like nests.

"Duchasi—" The low shouts gathered together, and the voice became louder.

Accompanied by the sound, people on the road jumped to both sides one after another.

At this time, people who don’t ride a horse or take a cart are much more convenient. They reach the side of the road in three or two steps. Difficult to defend——

During this delay, the team of people arrived in front of them, and they didn't make it too difficult for the horses and horses. The leader of the group of four reined in their horses and raised their hooves, and at the same time drew out their spears and swung them.

Accompanied by horses neighing and people screaming, the cart and horse were lifted up and thrown to the side of the road.

The horse neighed and broke free from the rein, the cart fell to the ground with two wheels in the sky, the driver and the people in the cart fell out of the cart and fell headlong into the mud pit.

"Help—" the people in the mud nest shouted.

The horseshoes rumbled past, no one came to kill them, and no one came to save their lives. There were only people chaotic and horses screaming, and there were even laughs gloating at the sight of the cars and horses here.

"Don't lie down, get up."

"The Yin soldiers have passed—"

To be able to call Yin Bing means that this group of people has indeed passed, otherwise who would dare to call it that.

The person who tumbled out of the carriage raised his head from the muddy water, helpless and angry.

"It's unlucky." He said, "If I knew I would meet Yin soldiers, I shouldn't have taken the car."

In the third year of Jianping, the emperor suddenly fell ill. The king of Jin, who was entrusted outside, together with Liang Si, the general of the Northern Navy, thought that the emperor would send a good prescription, first to trap and kill the prince, and then to kill quietly in the capital.

Fortunately, someone in the Beihai Navy noticed it in time, beheaded the general Liang Si with a single knife, and led the Beihai Navy to encircle and suppress King Jin, preventing Da Zhou from falling into chaos.

But this incident still greatly stimulated the emperor, and his condition worsened. Before he died, he pointed out that the prince's younger brother, the sixth prince, would succeed him.

Although all the principal culprits in the King Jin's rebellion case were ransacked and exterminated, the loss of their father and brother left a deep wound on the sixth prince. He felt that the imperial court's control was too negligent, and the conspiracy between King Jin and Liang Temple was not investigated at all, so he never Yushitai set up a department dedicated to supervision, named Duchasi.

The Ducha Division set up three thousand soldiers and guards, held the emperor's driving sticker, and was not restricted by the three divisions. In just four years, it swept the Great Xia. No matter if it was a family, high-ranking official, prince or princess, no matter it was day or night, as long as they were Knock on the door, and the family will be ruined.

Because they are too cruel and ferocious, they are called Yin Division in private, and their people are called Yin soldiers.

Of course, this title can only be said in private.

Censor Zhongcheng once called Yinsi in the court hall, and the Duchasi Dudu who was also in the court at that time—in terms of rank, Yushi Zhongcheng was his boss, but the Duchasi Dudu didn't say a word, took off his waist knife, and slapped him with the back of the knife. He slapped Mr. Zhongcheng on the face.

The important minister of the first emperor, Yushi Zhongcheng, who was over sixty years old, fell to the ground with blood streaming down his face on the spot.

The Inspector General Dudu said something that disturbed His Majesty, and the minister retired first, and he even retreated from the court after mentioning Mr. Zhong Cheng.

The young emperor sat on the dragon chair without saying a word.

Seeing Lord Zhongcheng's blood dragging long traces on the ground, and looking at the back of the Duchasi Dudu, the whole court fell silent.

The governor of the Ducha Division was born in the Beihai Navy.

It was the righteous son of Liang Si, the general who conspired against him.

Liang Si had no children, and adopted eight adoptive sons, all of whom were brave and good at fighting. The most beloved eighth son was known as Liang Bazi.

In the third year of Jianping, Liang Bazi cut off the head of his adoptive father Liangsi with a knife, and stopped the Jin Wang's conspiracy for the court to suppress the rebellion.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, Liang Bazi was transferred from the Beihai Navy to be the governor of the Duchasi. The emperor gave him the surname Huo and the name Lian.

Huo, the emperor expected him to be as brave as the champion Hou Huo.

Lian, it is said that Liang Bazi was an abandoned child picked up by Liang Si from the river.

Liang Bazi can behead his well-educated adoptive father without blinking an eye. How can he take pity on the head of a person who doesn't even have the kindness of upbringing?
No one can control him except the emperor.

But at present, the emperor does not want to control.

The inspector's soldiers and guards rolled away like dark clouds, and the people on the road looked at their backs with horror in their eyes.

"Why did these dark soldiers appear in our city of Los Angeles?"

"I don't know who is going to be unlucky here."

"Is it the prefect of Los Angeles?"

Seeing these people stepping in, the prefect of Los Angeles repeatedly scolded him for being unlucky, and his mind quickly turned to think that the presents given to Duchasi Huo Dudu this year were quite substantial.

"Why are the adults here?" He asked enthusiastically, "What orders do you have?"

The magistrate of a city is a virtuous and upright man selected by the imperial court to accept the words of the world. Even if he enters the capital and enters the court, he can speak with his back straight, but now he is respectful and courteous to a few guards. It is really ashamed.

The leading guard said in a deep voice, "The governor passed by here and lost something."

The prefect of Los Angeles was taken aback.

Governor?That scourge, no, Huo Lian came in person!My good fellow, this must not be a disaster at the level of Prince Xungui?
Lost something?Can Huo Dodu's things still be lost?Is this a hint of asking for money?
The prefect of Los Angeles suppressed his beating heart and asked, "I don't know what it is? How much is it worth?"

Bingwei shook off a painting: "It's worthless, it's just a weapon, but—" He looked at the prefect, "If you can't find it, the governor will not leave."

Good guy, the prefect of Los Angeles couldn't see what was on the painting at all.

He understood, meaning that the value is a city.

All the officials and dignitaries in Los Angeles are about to die!

When a group of soldiers entered the government office, more soldiers were scattered around, entering towns and villages, searching inch by inch.

Everyone in the towns and villages was terrified. They didn't know whose house was going to be copied. It looked like everyone was going to be copied.

Fortunately, before entering the house, a few feet stepped on a piece of grass on a forest path, revealing a black iron artifact.

"Found it!" they shouted in surprise.

One of them bent down and picked up the iron tool that was stained with mud in the grass.

Under the sunlight, the lines outlined on the ironware were faintly glowing.

Heibei grabbed one end and pulled it out vigorously, a sword appeared in front of his eyes.

This is a six-foot sword, the body of the sword is simple and plain, engraved with the word "Nine Needles".

"That's right." Heibei looked at the words on it and heaved a sigh of relief, "It's this sword."

He put the sword back into the scabbard and looked around again.

"Why did it fall here? Where is this place?"

A guard was also looking around and said, "I remembered, the governor stayed here at that time."

have stayed?Bingwei was slightly stunned, and then saw the end of the forest in front of him, a ruined temple was looming, and his expression suddenly dawned.

here.

(End of this chapter)