Gong Xue has bandits

Chapter 112
The raging fire ignited, blood splashed all over the sky, the vegetation was scorched black, and corpses were strewn across the field. Ba Yuehan led the army and killed them with a ferocity that almost slaughtered the village.

In fact, he did hold the idea of ​​cutting grass and roots, leaving no one behind, and would rather kill all of them than let Luo Qiuchi go.

The villager who reported to Ba Yuehan back then would never have imagined what kind of disaster his own greed had brought to Gaojia Village.

As early as Wen Renjun and his group entered the Plague Village and asked around, the villager noticed it, and he quietly went out to report the news, just in exchange for a huge bounty.

In the years when wars raged and corpses piled up in mountains, there were some people who could give up their dignity, integrity, family and country, as long as they could survive, even if they lived like animals.

It's a pity that even this opportunity to be a beast is gone.

Gaojia Village was completely reduced to a purgatory on earth. There were screams and howls everywhere. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The fire burned half the sky red.

"Quick! Fifth Miss, go over there!"

A group of people in the Pojun Building were closely guarded by Wen Renjun's side. Luo Qiuchi was lying on the back of one of them, wrapped in a torn blanket. It'll be fine..."

They headed towards the exit of Gaojia Village all the way, only to find that the place was surrounded by Di tribe people like iron barrels, and it was impossible to escape!
If you want to open a gap in this iron barrel, there is no other way but to face it head-on.

The flames in the sky lit up the eyes of the group in Pojunlou. Some of them could not bear it any longer. They stuck out a pair of iron hooks from their sleeves and said through gritted teeth, "Grandma, fight with these wolf cubs!" Already!"

They are a pair of twin brothers who are good at using iron hooks, and their moves are as fast as lightning.

They are not very old, but they have repeatedly made contributions in the Pojun Building. They followed Lu Xingyun to fight everywhere, and traveled all over the rivers and lakes. They are considered the "old people" in the building.

At that moment, they looked at each other under the sky, and they had understood each other's thoughts, turned their heads, and said to everyone in unison: "You go first, our brothers will die!"

The rest of the people were startled, and before they could stop them, the two brothers jumped out, and the iron hook struck swiftly in the wind, really like two bolts of lightning, knocking down a whole group of Di people in an instant as they passed by!

The guarding army was in chaos, and a gap was opened in an instant!
The opportunity was precious, and the remaining heroes who broke the army building did not hesitate any longer, they went straight to snatch a few horses, and escorted Wen Renjun and Luo Qiuchi to the outside of the village.

"go!"

The strong wind blew up their sleeves, and Wen Renjun turned his head immediately, only to see the iron hooks in the hands of the two brothers were covered with blood, and Yanyan was blooming in the snow all the way.

They met the tears in her eyes, and laughed long and loudly: "Happy, happy, slaughtering the Di clan wolf today! Fifth Miss, these heads are our congratulatory gifts to you and General Luo!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and hooked down a few more times, and the soldiers of the Di tribe who surrounded them fell down. Their laughter echoed in the sky and the earth: "Brothers, I drank that cup of wedding wine for us. The bones will be buried in the green hills, and we will meet again in the next life." , be a good brother again!"

With the sound of horseshoes and the strong cold wind, everyone in the Pojun Building fought back their tears, only to hear a hiss from behind that resounded through the sky: "Go, let's go! We must escort Miss Fifth and General Luo back safe and sound!"

The two blood-stained figures were getting further and further away, Wen Renjun's vision was completely blurred by tears, her long hair was flying in the wind, she closed her eyes, and hugged Luo Qiuchi tightly in her arms.

The world is rustling, life and death never give up.

A round of bright moon hangs high in the sky, the prosperous capital city, the residence of the six princes, singing and dancing, and the fragrance of wine is lingering.

Today is the birthday of the Sixth Prince, the palace has been lively all day, after the banquet is over, now in the dead of night, the mansion quietly welcomes two special guests——

The leader of the Han family army, Han Yanming, and his adopted son, Han Pingchang.

Another secret birthday banquet at midnight was specially set up for the two of them.

Apart from the Sixth Prince's confidantes, there was another person accompanying him, and that was his proud son-in-law, Fu Yuanzhi, the former son-in-law of the prime minister's mansion and now the prince of Yuan'an County.

Because of his outstanding talent and good at making plans, Fu Yuanzhi has shared a lot of worries for the Sixth Prince in the past half a year, gradually gained the Sixth Prince's trust, and successfully entered the Sixth Prince's internal "core group". The confidants are integrated into one and have a close relationship.

Tonight's secret birthday banquet, his presence here is a kind of extreme recognition from the Sixth Prince, who completely regards him as "one of his own", without reservation, and shows everything to him.

Facing the visit of the starry night and the father and son of the Han family who came to celebrate their birthday, Fu Yuanzhi had already set off a turbulent storm in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and did not show it at all.

The father and son of the Han family were supposed to be on their way to Kuocang Valley to support them, but now they secretly appeared in the imperial city, and they came to the sixth prince's birthday banquet.

The profound meaning of this is self-evident.

The corners of Fu Yuanzhi's lips were slightly raised, with a gentle smile. When the Sixth Prince introduced himself to the Han family father and son, he nodded and greeted him with a humble attitude without losing his status. The Sixth Prince was very satisfied.

The amount of information in this birthday banquet was extremely rich, even to the point of astonishment, Fu Yuanzhi was no different, he just memorized every word in his heart.

Halfway through the banquet, the Sixth Prince didn't know whether he drank too much, or he wanted to take advantage of his birthday to have a good time.

He clapped his hands, and immediately someone brought up a tray with a set of glittering golden clothes.

"Don't be afraid of your jokes. This year's birthday is of great significance to this king. Some things seem to be close at hand, and they will be within your reach. This king is really happy, so I also gave myself a gift. Why don't you take a look. How about this gift from the king?"

The gorgeous dress unfolded and was worn on the body, shining brightly under the lamp. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with golden dragon patterns. The style clearly looked like something that only the emperor could wear on his body——

Dragon robe.

Fu Yuanzhi's eyes moved, and he tried his best to suppress the surging emotions in his heart, but slowly clenched his hands hidden under the desk.

"How about it, this king's new clothes, don't you look good?" The sixth prince was full of interest, his eyes shot out with a look of contempt for the world.

Facing all his confidantes, his ambition was no longer concealed, and all his subordinates praised him endlessly, except for Han Yanming's adopted son, Han Pingchang, who frowned while sitting in the banquet, as if he hesitated to speak.

The Sixth Prince is a person who is as careful as dust, and immediately noticed this strangeness. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Han Pingchang with a half-smile: "What do you want to say, my nephew? Is there something wrong with this clothes?" ?”

He has been calling Han Yanming "brother Han" intimately, and seeing Han Pingchang treating him like his own nephew, that greasy intimacy made Fu Yuanzhi sneer inwardly.

Now that he heard the sixth prince's question, Han Pingchang didn't feel flustered. He just stood up from the table, saluted the sixth prince respectfully, and then said loudly: "The clothes are extremely gorgeous, and there is nothing imprecise about them. , but in terms of the standard, I am afraid that the embroiderer craftsmen did not think well, and many places are not in compliance with the rules."

As soon as he said that, the faces of all the people in the room changed, and Han Yanming slapped the table and said angrily: "You are a big bastard who wields knives and guns, what kind of clothes do you know, sit down for me!"

Only the Sixth Prince smiled deeper and raised his hand to stop him: "Brother Han, don't get angry, maybe the nephew really has some insight? Maybe the gold wire used is not good enough, and the clothes made are not dazzling enough." , what needs to be improved?"

He intentionally teased and gave both parties a step down, but Han Pingchang didn't "appreciate" him, he just said with piercing eyes in the hall: "Maybe the craftsmen in the prince's mansion don't understand etiquette, this dress can't be bright yellow, You can't embroider dragon patterns, otherwise, you will offend the emperor and be disrespectful to His Majesty. Although it is just a piece of clothing, it is very likely that the prince will be killed..."

Han Pingchang hadn't finished speaking when Han Yanming suddenly stood up and kicked him fiercely, "You're full of nonsense! Kneel down and apologize to the Sixth Prince!"

He grabbed Han Pingchang with his big hands, forced him to kneel in the hall, and slapped him with two big slaps, "Apologize quickly, do you hear me?"

Han Pingchang's cheeks were red and swollen, and he was short of breath, but he still straightened his back and said without flinching: "My boy is not talking nonsense, my boy is only thinking of the sixth prince, and the one who should be severely punished is the person who made the clothes..."

"You fucking talk nonsense!" Han Yanming was furious, and slapped Han Pingchang in the face again.

Everyone in the room was stunned, wondering if Mr. Han was really stupid, too straightforward, or he was pretending to be stupid, and took the opportunity to say what was in his heart.

But no matter which one, it is obvious that he has offended the host of today's birthday banquet.

Looking at the slightly narrowed eyes of the Sixth Prince, Han Yanming felt chills in his heart, fearing that the Sixth Prince would misunderstand him, he hurriedly kicked Han Pingchang again, and cursed: "What kind of son are you? If it weren't for my sons If you die in battle, will I praise you, a bastard?"

"Don't look at your ability to lead the battle, your tail will be higher than the sky! Don't forget, who picked you up, you were a lowly orphan, if I didn't give you a bite of food Eat, you will have today? You are a bastard who doesn't know what to do, and you are nothing..."

Han Pingchang was beaten head-on and face-to-face, bleeding from his eye sockets, but he didn't dodge at all. It seems that he is used to being beaten, and his body and mind have long been numb. Today is not the first time.

He just knelt in the hall, trying to straighten his back, like a green bamboo that never fell down in the storm.

Fu Yuanzhi stared at the scene, and with a thought, something faintly emerged in his mind.

Maybe, he will have something unexpected at the birthday banquet tonight?

When Han Yanming had enough scolding and beating, the sixth prince waved his hand and persuaded symbolically: "Children, you are not sensible, brother Han, don't get angry... Come on, keep drinking, tonight Be happy, don’t go home if you don’t get drunk!”

Han Yanming kicked Han Pingchang again, and he didn't know who was watching, "You are also worthy of drinking the wine of the sixth prince. What are you? Kneel out for me, do you hear me? When will the prince forgive you? What?" Time to get back in!"

The Sixth Prince didn't speak again this time, just stared at him coldly, showing no intention of stopping him at all, there was still a bottomless, extremely cold smile on his lips.

It was cold outside, and Han Pingchang knelt in the night for an unknown how long before the sixth prince put down his wine glass, and said to Fu Yuanzhi, who was sitting on the right side of the table, "Yuanzhi, take your medicine and go see Mr. Han, and invite him come in."

Han Yanming quickly waved his hands and said, "Let that bastard kneel for a while..."

The sixth prince shook his head and smiled: "It's such a cold day, don't freeze to death, Brother Han doesn't feel bad, but this king does, and the Han family army will feel bad too, Brother Han, right?"

There was something in his words, Han Yanming understood, and hurriedly nodded and said: "What the prince said is very true."

Now Han Yanming, the most respected general in the Han family army, is probably not Han Yanming, but Han Pingchang. He has outstanding military skills and has a very high reputation in the army. This is also an important reason why Han Yanming brought him to the banquet tonight.

In the incident not long after, the role of Han Pingchang was absolutely indispensable.

Therefore, tonight, he can't be frozen to death, the Sixth Prince's kindness and power are combined, and the means make people have to obey.

It's a pity that the only thing the Sixth Prince miscalculated is probably... Fu Yuanzhi, his nemesis that he never dreamed of.

Under the starry night, Fu Yuanzhi came to Han Pingchang, handed him the medicine, and said in a gentle voice, "Mr. Han, get up quickly. Does it matter if you are injured? I'll let someone lead you to change clothes..."

Han Pingchang pursed his lips tightly, without saying a word, he just looked up at Fu Yuanzhi, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

Fu Yuanzhi saw it, but his heart was even more joyful, and the idea in his mind became more and more firm.

He knelt down, looked at Han Pingchang, suddenly smiled inscrutablely, and said in a low voice: "As far as I know, Mr. Han likes calligraphy, and the master of calligraphy he admires the most is my grandfather, Zheng Runing, right?"

Han Pingchang was taken aback, and Fu Yuanzhi's smile deepened.

After Han Pingchang was led to change clothes, Fu Yuanzhi walked up the stairs step by step, and when he was about to enter the lobby full of wolves, tigers and leopards, his mind was suddenly in a trance.

The cold wind blew the ends of his clothes and hair, and in this lonely cold night, his thoughts flew far, far away, to the distant Kuocang Valley——

I don't know what Ah Jun is doing now, how are you doing?

(End of this chapter)