The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The night has already passed, the cold wind is more piercing, Ning Chen faintly feels that his legs start to hurt again, can't help but feel a little upset and irritable, and he goes down the tower with a gloomy face.

The pagoda is ten feet high. The disabled can't die any more. Green bows and arrow boxes are scattered not far away, emitting a cool light.

It's a good bow, Ning Chen said.

In fact, he didn't know what kind of bow was good or bad. He just judged it by feeling.

The bow almost shot him through the heart last time, but this time it almost shot him through the heart again. They had a deep hatred.

The material of the bow is not like wood, but a kind of metal that he can't understand. There are so many strange things in this world that he can't distinguish them.

The inside of the green bow is engraved with the word "Po Shang". It's simple and elegant. It seems that for some years, it should be worth a lot of money.

From today on, the green bow is his and the arrow box is his.

Back to the road, some far, rather Chen don't want to work hard, slowly walking, wheelchair rolled on the stone road, ring creaking sound, some harsh, but also better than empty lonely.

The dark clouds gradually covered the moon. It seemed that the damned day would snow again. It was endless and uncomfortable.

There is an extremely subtle voice behind him, Ning Chen knows that someone is following him, and it's not one or two.

He is also lazy to pay attention to these, as long as no one kills each other, it is sunny.

There must be a spy of the eldest grandson among the people behind. If he accidentally hurts the wrong person, he will have a lot of fun.

There are not many people he is afraid of in this world. Unfortunately, his eldest grandson is one of them.

The cold wind at the end of the clothes is particularly cool. Ning Chen walks on the road and shivers a little unconsciously. His hand in the wheelchair is slightly stiff.

"He won't vomit blood again"

the depression in his chest makes his bad mood worse. He has already taken the medicine in the evening, and the effect seems to be very general.

Eight hundred taels of silver were lost.

Lingyan Pavilion has been very quiet, brothel women also need to rest, all said that the ruthless bitches, the actors have no righteousness, but the real heartless or these self styled romantic clients.

Ning Chen's life is the most annoying is these so-called romantic talent, talent is romantic, however, romantic behind are women's blood and tears.

Du Shiniang jumped into the river, Chen Yuanyuan became a monk, Liu Rushi became a monk, and Li Shishi would rather die than surrender.

He is not an angry youth, but if anyone dares to call himself a man of talent in front of him, he will certainly shake the sole of his shoes.

"Young master Ning"

at this time, a beautiful shadow came slowly from under the moon. It was Yueling who had just separated.

"So late?"

Ning Chen's face slightly peeps out a silk surprised, ask a way.

Yueling looked at the direction of the pagoda thoughtfully and said softly, "I just heard some voices, so I came out to have a look"

Ning Chen understood that it must be the movement made when the arrow collided with the big black umbrella just now. Unexpectedly, Yueling noticed so far away. It seems that the event of tonight will soon spread all over the imperial city.

Yin River's night is very beautiful, but the weather is not beautiful, gradually began to snow.

"I'll take you back"

Ning Chen worries about Yueling's body and says.

"Well"

Yueling didn't refuse. She lived not far from here, less than a quarter of an hour's walk.

Ning Chen turns his wheelchair and doesn't let Yueling push it for him. It's too cold at night and the wheelchair will be very cold.

"Keke"

the snow is falling, beautiful and cool. Yueling wears a lot of clothes, but still coughs quietly. It seems that they have something similar. They don't like snow.

Knowing each other for a few days, Ning Chen finds that he knows little about this strange woman. He can't help but wonder, "where is Ling girl's hometown?"

"North"

Yueling points to the north and speaks softly.

Ning Chen is dumb but a smile, he that day know is north, they meet is in the north of summer, however, since the month spirit don't want to say, so he also no longer ask.

"Mr. Ning, what is your ideal in your life?"

Yueling looks at the far north, with a flash of color in her eyes. It's very bright, so people dare not look directly at it.

Ning Chen is silent. This question is too difficult for him to answer. He used to want to go out of the palace, but now he tries every means to go back.

If you really want to say that one day you can stand up.

It seems that the realization of a simple wish is out of reach.

"How about you?" Ning Chen didn't answer, but asked in reverse.

"The world is peaceful and the people are rich!"

When she said this, there was no affectation on her pretty face, holy and noble, without a trace of dust.

Ning Chen is more silent, he is inferior to her, he always pushes the world peace to the afterlife, because he knows he can't do it.

This is an ideal that cannot be profaned, but it is also the most difficult one to realize.Yue to the inn, on the spirit to rest, Ning Chen watched the former upstairs, and then turn the wheelchair to leave.

He sincerely hoped that her ideal would come true.

After returning to Lingyan Pavilion, Ning Chen sits in front of the bed, looks at the broken bow in his hand, and immediately runs the Gong body to gently pull the bow string.

The hard bow didn't move. As a last resort, he could only continue to push the genuine Qi into the bow. However, he felt a great suction coming, and the real element in his body was reduced by 30%.

"No wonder"

Ning Chen frowned and said to himself that this bow is really strange. It consumes so much Qi that ordinary people can't even pull it away once.

Now, I'm afraid he can only open it twice at most.

It's OK to use it to protect your life. You can't use it every time you fight, or you'll be very tired.

Ning Chen starts to close his eyes and adjust his breath. Recently, there have been too many fights, and injuries are just like eating. Now he doesn't take the time to heal. If the injuries break out in the next battle, he will be happy.

The night passed quickly, but the dawn did not come as before. The light snow was falling slowly, and the whole sky of the imperial city was dyed beautiful white.

Outside Lingyan Pavilion, Ning Chen went out of the room very early and turned his wheelchair to Yin river. Looking at the snow all over the ice, he gradually fell in love with the pure and beautiful scenery.

If it wasn't for the legs, the snow wouldn't be so bad.

The snow in the imperial city is not big, which does not affect people's travel. People come and go, bustling, simple and quiet, but life is the only way.

After a night of thinking, Ning Chen finally knows how to get in touch with his eldest grandson, and can make the Xia emperor and the Western Palace have scruples, dare not start openly.

It's a pity that we have to leave without saying goodbye this time.

Ning Chen turns his wheelchair and comes to the pagoda, overlooking the imperial city from the top of the pagoda. Then he takes out the broken bow behind him, bends the bow, takes an arrow, and shoots in the direction of Weiyang palace.

"Whoosh"

the iron arrow of the volume of true Qi blessing of Jingsheng is wrapped in the silver light. It breaks through the obstacles of the void and rushes towards Weiyang palace like a meteor.

In Weiyang palace, lime's face changed dramatically. Looking at the silver light in the sky, she swept out three feet, pulled out her nearest sword, stomped on her feet, and flew up to block the terrible arrow light.

With a thump, the sword broke into pieces. As soon as the lime eyes coagulated, the slender hand explored the iron arrow in the silver light.

All of a sudden, after catching an iron arrow, she turned around and went to her eldest grandson's bedroom.

Behind the iron arrow, a moon shaped jade pendant sways. Qingling is heavy hearted. She knows that the empress specially left it for the boy to protect his life. Few people know it. No one can threaten him.

In this way, the jade pendant must have been shot by Ning Chen himself.

The situation is urgent. She doesn't have time to think about why she has such ability. If she's worried, she's in a mess. She's afraid of the danger of the former. She needs help from her mother.

Not long after the eldest sun woke up, the eldest prince was not in the palace, and the ninth princess was locked up because of Ning Chen, so no one would come to greet her early in the morning.

As for the imperial concubines, they won't come until after breakfast.

She didn't knock on the door, but pushed directly into the room, which made the eldest grandson in the room frown slightly. It's not a blame, but she understands the character of her. If there is no extremely important thing, she will never be so impolite.

"What's the matter"

Chang sun continued to make up and asked calmly.

Lime stepped forward quickly and passed the arrow in her hand, looking worried.

Seeing the jade pendant on the arrow, the eldest grandson thought for a moment and immediately got up. His eyes were fixed and he said, "go with me out of the palace"

"Niang, is there anything wrong with ningchen?" asked Qingling anxiously.

"No, he wants to tell me that he has something urgent to see me," he said, shaking his head.

At the same time, both Xigong and Tianyu hall had a reaction. The arrow was too dazzling, and the strong people hidden in the palace had already seen it. However, this time they were slow.

The spy's intelligence needs time no matter how fast. When Ning Chen's move reaches the palace, changsun and Qingling are out of the palace.

After Ning Chen shot the arrow, he stayed on the pagoda and didn't move. He was waiting for his eldest grandson to come.

Sure enough, after waiting for a long time, a carriage came slowly from a distance. There were no guards, no eunuchs in court, only lime accompanied.

Chang sun's trust is a little heavy. Once he was assassinated, he dared to go out of the palace like this, which made his burden heavier.

However, he stands so high, and with the existence of lime, no one can hurt his eldest grandson unless he is born with him.

Standing high, you can see far, and the arrow in his hand can also shoot far.

Changsun's carriage arrived soon. There were many spies from Weiyang palace outside the palace. It was easy to determine his position.

The carriage stops under the pagoda. Lime accompanies his eldest son to the pagoda and sees Ning Chen in a wheelchair."Niang Niang, sister lime"

long time no see, Ning Chen didn't know what to say, grinned and said hello.

Seeing the wheelchair under Ning Chen's body, Qingling feels a pain in her heart. Her tears almost don't fall down. Ignoring the presence of her eldest grandson, she steps forward and slaps the former on the head.

"Hum"

on one side, the eldest son gave a cold hum, and at the same time, he was dissatisfied and angry with the boy.

Time is pressing. Ning Chen doesn't dare to delay. He turns his wheelchair and passes the envelope in his hand. "Niang Niang, this letter is too much involved. I really can't help it. Please come out"

the eldest grandson takes the letter and takes a look at the torn lacquer. He says faintly, "have you seen it?"

It's a special lacquer for generals above barracks. They can't use it when it's not very important. It's also a capital crime to tear down military letters privately.

Ning Chen embarrassed ground scratched to scratch a head, if he didn't see how can know the affair is serious.

Chang sun didn't care either. If she did, the boy would have made too many mistakes. It's not too many to die a hundred times.

When he opened the letter, his eyes shrank slightly and his face became more and more gloomy.

"What a northern Marquis!"