The Beacon of Kyushu

Wan Jianfeng said casually, "What I mean is, if Li Huan doesn't know the current situation and wants to make things difficult for us, do you plan to fight to the end or surrender? It's okay, there's no one else here, just say whatever you think, I will never tell General Gao."

The leader of the imperial guards said generously: "Young Master Wan, you are a man of the world, but you still give up the comfortable life of settling scores and working everywhere for national affairs. As imperial guards, how can we live in disgrace!" Other imperial guards also expressed their opinions one after another, and all of them were willing to die for the country and shed their blood in a foreign land.

Wan Jianfeng looked at these loyal soldiers and couldn't help but applaud, "Well, well said! I'll drink first as a sign of respect!" As he spoke, he picked up a full jar of wine and let the rich wine fall straight into his mouth like a rushing waterfall without even blinking.

All the soldiers were impressed by this, and many of them showed the spirit of sacrificing their lives to accompany the gentleman, imitating Wan Jianfeng and drinking from the jar. Unfortunately, most of these people were willing but not strong enough, and they fell to the ground one after another before they finished half a jar, snoring loudly. The leader of the imperial army had a slightly better alcohol tolerance than those soldiers, but after barely drinking nearly a jar, he was also drunk.

Seeing that some of the guards were sound asleep, some were drunk, and some were talking nonsense, Ying Rufeng said disdainfully: "They all look like decent people, but they always yell at me. Now they are so drunk after drinking only two taels of urine soup. They are really useless!"

Wan Jianfeng took out a piece of wire from his arms, walked to the front of the prison van with a smile, and said as he picked the lock: "Hey, Mr. Ying, I risked my life to save you. How are you going to repay me?"

Ying Rufeng said without hesitation: "Young Master Wan, whether it is against the ancestor or my master, we are all family. I have three iron orders here that were not searched by Kaifeng Prefecture. Why not give them to Young Master Wan as proof. In the future, if you need me, Ying Fei, please send someone to find me with the iron orders. I will do my best to help you."

As he was talking, Wan Jianfeng had already helped Ying Fei open the iron lock on the prison car and the heavy shackle around his neck. Ying Fei stretched his arms and then took out three smaller iron tokens from his arms. Wan Jianfeng took the iron tokens, weighed them in his hands, and said jokingly: "Brother Ying, you are a thief, when did you change your career to become a constable? Otherwise, why do you still carry tokens with you? I have only seen cats eat mice in my life, but I have never seen mice turn into cats!"

Ying Rufeng pointed at Wan Jianfeng and laughed, "Haha, Young Master Wan, you just love to talk nonsense all day long. I stole these three tokens from the Swallow Sect back then. If you don't believe me, you can see that there is a swallow pattern engraved on the back. How come you turned them into fire tokens used by the dog officials to arrest people?"

Wan Jianfeng said: "Whether it's a fire order or an iron order, from now on, when I call you, you must come whenever I call."

Ying Rufeng nodded and said, "Of course! When you come to me with this order, even if I have 10,000 taels of gold in front of me, I will not delay even a minute! Well, I have to go, we will meet again!" Wan Jianfeng wanted to see him off, but in the blink of an eye, only the open prison car and the pried-open shackles were left, and Ying Rufeng had disappeared. Wan Jianfeng smiled in the direction where Ying Rufeng should go, and a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. Then he turned his eyes to the wine that had not been finished on the ground, and drank one jar after another happily.

Wine goes into the heart of joy, wine goes into the heart of sorrow. Now that Ying Rufeng has gone, the emperor, the King of Chu, and the Eighth King will all appreciate it, and he has even obtained three iron plates. How can Wan Jianfeng not be happy? But Qu Yue's journey ahead is difficult and dangerous, and Murong Yunyao has not been seen for several months. Too much worry, too much sorrow, all the time wrapped in his heart. This feeling becomes more and more obvious the closer he gets to Qu Yue. No matter how unrestrained he appears to be, how can he really be free of worries in his heart?

In the past, Wan Jianfeng could drink thousands of cups without getting drunk, but today, he had only cleaned up a few jars of leftover wine when he felt dizzy and dizzy. He wanted to go back to his tent to take a nap, but he thought that nothing had happened today. If Gao Chujun asked about the private release of Ying Fei, that would be tomorrow's matter. Why should he worry about it tonight?

But Wan Jianfeng had just stood up from the ground and staggered a few steps when he suddenly noticed a dark shadow flashing through the dense forest not far from the camp. The shadow was extremely fast and it must be a person, a woman with agile skills and secretive whereabouts. The shadow flashed and disappeared, and Wan Jianfeng tried to see it more clearly, but he couldn't find the shadow.

"Strange...strange, could it be that Li Huan sent someone to spy on military intelligence? But he has a lot of men under him, why would he send a woman in the middle of the night? There must be something fishy!" Wan Jianfeng thought about going back to the tent to get the Dragon Subduing Stick, staggered over the wooden fence built around the camp, and chased the black shadow in the direction he remembered.

However, he finally got to the forest, but he didn't find any traces, as if no one had ever been here. There was only the cold moonlight, the low cry of crows, and the evening breeze that occasionally passed through the forest. "Come out... Come out, I see you!" Wan Jianfeng used the stick as a crutch, swaying on the stick, constantly calling out, and walked deeper into the woods.

After a long time, he walked to the middle of the forest, but still did not find anyone in the forest. Wan Jianfeng could not help but stop and slapped his forehead and said, "Haha, I must have drunk too much, and I was dizzy and mistook the mountain cats in the forest for humans! It's getting late, I can't stand these beasts fooling around, I'm going back to the camp to sleep!" He turned around and wanted to go back the way he came.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he actually saw a girl dressed in black, holding a dagger in her hand. The girl's face was covered with a layer of black veil, a very thick and delicate black veil, which mostly covered her originally cold and beautiful face. Only a pair of narrow, bright, murderous eyes were exposed, always watching Wan Jianfeng's every move.

Wan Jianfeng had never seen this girl before, so he naturally didn't know who she was, where she came from, or why she was here. However, from her hostile gaze, Wan Jianfeng could be sure that she was here to kill him. He was about to ask what the hatred between the two was and why they were determined to kill him, but before he could open his mouth, he suddenly felt a strong wind whistling from far away, and the cold light stung his eyes. (End of this chapter)