Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

The wind is getting hurry.

When I opened the curtain and looked out, I could already feel the fine snow foam rolling in the wind and hitting my face with a bit of cold pain.

Even their horses seemed to feel something from the wind and became restless, especially as they were getting closer and closer to the city gate, even a few people's horses had begun to stand still, no matter how the owner pinched The horse's belly, even beaten with a whip, was just restlessly spinning around.

The team even became a little chaotic for a while.

But Xie Yan, is always the most stable of these people. He walked the road slowly to lead the way by himself. In the snow and snow, I saw his back. Although he was as tall and upright as before, he did not. Know why, with an inexplicable, sad breath.

Finally, we turned a corner and reached the gate of the city.

Far away, I saw a large open space outside the gate.

Tianjin City is a port, and it is also a must for some officials and businessmen to leave the south of Beijing. With more and more people coming and going, the gate of the city has become lively. We can even see more than a dozen pavers on both sides of the open space, and there is tea There are wine shops, places for people to rest, and a few simple stables. Obviously, some people do resale or rent horses in this place.

Want to come, this place in the past is quite lively.

But at this moment, I can't hear anything except the wind.

Because not only did they not have a guest in the tea shop and wine shop, there wasn't even a host to solicit guests, and the stable was empty, except for a few dry grasses that were blown away by the wind, and nothing else.

The entire city gate was empty.

At the moment, the tall city gate was so tightly closed that it couldn't even see a crack. When the strong wind blew through, the gate shook slightly, making a whining sound. In such a quiet and open place, it became even more confusing. People feel chilling.

Our team stopped outside the city gate, and seemed to be deterred by such a scene. For a time, even Xie Yun didn't take a step forward.

And at this moment, I saw Xie Ye's eyes slowly looking into a teapot on the side of the road.

The wind was constantly shaking with the straw curtain, and when the curtain was blown, I realized that there was a person sitting in the teapot.

My heart fluttered, and everyone around me apparently noticed, everyone's breath tightened, and all eyes focused on the teapot.

The wind seemed to sense the atmosphere at the moment, and it became more and more urgent.

When the curtain was blown, we could see clearly that the man was facing away from us. There was a tea bowl on the wooden table in front of him. He reached up and took a sip, then put it back slowly. I don't know how long he has been sitting here, and how long the tea bowl has been set up, but in such cold weather and in such a dreary north wind, even if it is just the boiling water that has just been boiled, it will freeze after a while.

This man, however, seemed to feel nothing, still slowly drinking his tea.

At this time, everyone is almost sure that this person is waiting for us, and if there is an empty city plan in Tianjin City, then this must be the person who designed it.

Who is he?

The gates are closed, all business outside is closed, and who else is going to appear at this time?

The people around me became nervous-even if Xie Yun already said, there is no ambush inside and outside this city, but suddenly such a person appears in such a weird scene, even if one soldier is dead, it is enough to make people Overwhelmed by fear in my heart.

Just when everyone was nervous and gazed in breath, Xie Xie gently shook the reins in his hand, and the steed under him took a small step and slowly walked forward.

Click-click-

The horseshoe stepped across the gravel road in front of the city gate, and made a monotonous sound. The sound that was originally drowned by the wind, at this time, became extremely harsh, as if stepping on everyone's heart.

And the man in the tea cup seemed to have heard it. The tea bowl that he sent to his mouth was slightly stagnant. After taking another sip, he slowly got up, opened the curtain, and walked out.

Everyone's breath sank at this moment.

The person who came out was a noble man in his thirties.

Although he is a noble man, his clothes are really not expensive, not satin, and there is no rich fur to keep warm. It is just one of the most common crickets. The waist sleeves are tightly tied. A pair of black boots, it seems that this man is tall, with a bee-waisted ape back, and looks like the man in the painting.

But I do n’t know why, this is not an expensive dress, but this person appears in my eyes, and the words of your son appear in my heart.

Maybe it was because his back was too straight, his eyes were too sharp, his expression was indescribably arrogant, and the whole body exuded a breath that was so powerful that it couldn't add to the snow.

However, the most remarkable thing is that he held a saber in his hand.

The blade is slender and bright, and it is constantly cold in the snow.

And this man, just like this unsheathed sabre, is extremely sharp and more deeply murderous. When he slowly walked out of the teapot and reached the center of the open space, the high tower behind him was tight. The closed city gates seemed to have only become a backing behind him, and he was the master here.

I faintly feel that this person is not only not good but also extraordinary.

On the other side of the carriage, Han Zitong lay at the window and looked at the scene. She seemed to feel the heavy pressure. She frowned and said quietly, "Who is this person?"

All people probably have this doubt in their hearts.

But no one dared to speak at this time.

The only thing that broke the moment of calm was Xie Yun, his horse was still walking forward slowly, the click sound seemed to urge something.

Finally, he came to the forefront of the team, facing the man with the saber.

Xie Yan was silent for a while and said, "Who are you?"

Xie Yan was standing with his back to us. His voice was naturally forward, and the sound of the wind was howling, but when he spoke, every word sounded clearly in everyone's voice. In his ears, even his voice reached the wall, and there was an echo.

Even me, a complete layman, knew that his opening was a force.

Sure enough, the man squinted slightly.

However, his expression was not too tense, but he was a little quieter than he was just now, and said coldly: "You came with swordsmen and you were so aggressive that you came down to the city and asked who I was?"

Xie Yi said: "Are you from the city?"

"Yes."

"So, why are you alone here?"

"Of course to stop you."

"Only you?"

When the man heard this sentence, he seemed more proud, and smiled coldly, "Why not?"

Xie Yi's shoulders tightened slightly, as if something had attracted his idea, and then suddenly said, "Who are you?"

The man looked at him coldly: "Do I have to repeat it a second time? If you want to know who I am, why not quote your own name first and say what you are doing."

Xie Xun said a few moments of silence and said, "My surname is Xie. I'm here to find someone from Yuwen's family."

"...!"

The saber-skinned man frowned slightly and paused before he reacted, raising his head to look at him: "Thanks?"

"Yes."

"You are, descendants of the Xie family?"

"Yes."

The man looked him up and down, his eyes were a little deeper than just now, he nodded and said, "Okay, you get off the horse."

His words were direct and overbearing, as if it were an order, and Xie Yan actually dismissed the horse obediently. After letting go of the reins, the horse immediately ran back until the people here stopped it.

Xie Yan looked up at the man and said, "Now, you can tell me, who are you?"

The man said calmly, "I'm Yu Wenying."

Although the two did not exchange their names until this time, it seems that they had already guessed each other ’s identity when they first started the conversation, so when they heard the name “Yu Wenying”, Xie Xie shook her shoulders slightly Besides, there is not much indication.

But the people here were obviously unable to calm down.

Even when I heard the name, I was a little lost.

Yu Wenying ...

Yuwen.

This surname is a rare compound surname from outside the customs, but it is earlier than the royal family. It seems that there has been no more and more movement in the Central Plains in recent decades. The only thing to remember is that most of the people in the Yuwen family have high martial arts skills. Throughout the ages, people from the Yuwen family appeared near the court, and even beside the emperor.

For example, this Tianjin city in front of you.

Although there should be the army of the imperial court here, but the people of the Yuwen family are also here, and they have their own power. Although they are similar to the powerful gentry in other regions, but because their appointment comes directly from the emperor, their interests are also Related to the imperial court.

However, what I thought was that the people of the Yuwen family and the army of the imperial court guarded the city of Tianjin together. Here they set off a confrontation with Pei Yuanxiu's army. A **** battle determined the victory, but now it looks like this, but it makes some accident.

There is no guard on the tower, there is no ambush inside and outside the city, only this one Yu Wenying holding a saber is standing here.

And between him and Xie Yan--

Xie Yan said, "Yu Wenying, do you want to stop the people here?"

Yu Wenying looked at him and looked behind him. The army here still had no fear in his eyes, as if this was a normal thing. He said lightly, "Why not?"

Xie Yan said: "Did you not hear that our righteous masters were invincible along the way and that they could not be defeated. From Jinling to Tianjin, there are no cities we can't win."

"..."

"You alone, want to stop us, isn't it the praying arm?"

Yu Wenying sneered and said, "Of course I heard that. I heard too much of your news."

"..."

"I heard that on the river outside the city of Yangzhou, all the bodies of soldiers who died during the war; I also heard that you killed many people's family members in Huai'an; The casualties are heavy, and now there are probably not many live ones. "

His words were even colder than the snow at this moment.

Xie Yi's tone also cooled down: "Then, do you still want to stop us? Do you also hope that this city will experience such a war and end up in the corpse, and the people will not talk about life?"

Yu Wenying said, "I don't want to."

Xie Yi said: "Then why are you--"

"So, it's me, Yu Wenying, standing here."

"..."

Xie Yuan suddenly seemed to understand something. He looked at the saber in front of the man in front of him, and then looked at Pei Yuanxiu again.

Their conversations were clearly transmitted to our ears. At this time, Pei Yuanxiu's eyes flickered slightly. Cui Jiancheng on the side couldn't hold back and whispered softly: "Master, since there is only one person here, it's not as good as us —— "

Pei Yuanxiu raised his hand to stop him from saying, "Listen to him first."

Xie Yi also immediately asked, "So, what do you do alone?"

Yu Wenying said: "It's very simple. You choose one person to fight with me; if I win, you can retreat and return to your old place, and you can never set foot in the Central Plains!"

Upon hearing this, everyone around them became restless.

Cui Jiancheng said anxiously: "My son!"

Pei Yuanxiu said nothing and still raised one hand.

Xie Yan asked, "What if you lose?"

"If I lose," Yu Wenying said coldly, "the city gates are wide open. I don't need you to kill a soldier and I will let you enter Tianjin."

As soon as this word came out, the people around him were even more shocked.

Everyone is ready to have a **** battle in Tianjin, everyone also knows that this Acropolis will be a difficult hard bone, but no one expected that Yu Wenying would have proposed this at this time. Conditions, with World War I, determine the future of a city.

I could not help frowning.

This, although it sounds arrogant and dry, is a bit unbelievable.

You know, Tianjin is the closest Acropolis to Beijing. If the portal here opens, the capital is already under Pei Yuanxiu's iron hoof.

Could he treat such important things in such a hasty way?

Pei Yuanzhang, does he know?

Just when I was confused, I heard Xie Yan smiled softly, and this laughter was like a blade in the wind, giving people an indefensible sharpness, he slowly held his waist. Jian's sword, "This is a good way."

"..."

"Originally, I came to open the gate of Tianjin."

"..."

"I just want to know if the descendants of Yuwen Gong, one of the eight pillar nations, still have the style of the original ancestors of Ru!"