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Chapter 32

Xie Chenyan was the closest to her, without thinking, he pushed her behind, raised his sword to meet her, the sword was not out of its sheath, the visitor had already fled, Xie Chenyan moved on the sweeping flag, and followed.

Miao Zhiguang protects Xia Liangyue, Ajia and the others reacted and hurriedly put on it.

The Jinling market is so prosperous, Xie Chenyan is in a hurry, and he lost his trace in the courtyard's double eaves and stacked fences in a short time.

Only Ah Wu, who was the first to react, followed, Ah Jia jumped anxiously, and Miao Zhiguang said decisively: "I will send Liangyue to Wenqulou, and you should go separately to find it."

Xie Chenyan followed the raider, seeing him leave the city from Wuding Gate in the east, he followed him to the outside of the city with a sigh of relief, Ah Wu forcibly followed him, looking like he was about to die.

Outside the Wuding Gate is the wide moat, Xie Chenyan passed over the suspension bridge, and there is still a continuous swamp of water, looking far and wide, but there is no trace of the assassin on the street just now.

Xie Chenyan disliked his heavy breath, which almost affected his judgment of the attacker's position, and said angrily, "Don't follow!"

Ah Wu was out of breath and said, "Young master, again..."

Xie Chenyan: "What's the matter?"

"...and..." Ah Wu waved to him.

Xie Chenyan turned around and left.

Ah Wu hurriedly chased after him, almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.

Xie Chenyan suddenly stopped in his tracks, Ah Wu couldn't hold back, and bumped into Xie Chenyan, and finally completed his words: "A trick to lure... the enemy!"

Xie Chenyan was expressionless: "You are late."

When I first came out of the city, I saw that this place was still a vast swamp of water. Looking at it now, it is surrounded by smoke and fog, but the scenery is already different.

Turning around and looking at the way he came from, the city wall was no longer visible, and there were reeds covering the sky and the sun near and far.

Xie Chenyan turned around in a circle, the daylight was covered by dark clouds, and he couldn't tell the direction they left the city.

Ah Wu was heartbroken, he had seen such a strange scene on Beimang Mountain before!

He stammered: "Young...young master, it's a formation!"

Xie Chenyan didn't want to speak anymore.

The water and marshes are endless, and the lake is ten miles flat, where murderous intent looms large.

Ah Wu tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, and said in horror: "Young...young master."

Xie Chenyan said: "Stop barking."

Ah Wu said: "I... am afraid."

Xie Chenyan choked speechlessly: "I'm afraid too."

Ah Wu withdrew his fingers.

Xie Chenyan breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could relax to the end, a thick martial artist's arm wrapped around his waist, Ah Wu said impassionedly: "Young master, don't be afraid! As long as I have one breath, I will definitely not hurt you, young master!"

Xie Chenyan said coldly: "Let go."

Ah Wu: "Huh?"

Xie Chenyan didn't wait for him to let go, twisted his waist, and got out of his arm, hitting the water three times with his sword.

Ah Wu was still dumbfounded looking at his empty arm, three wisps of blood had swirled out of the water surface.

Among the empty marshes and smoke, this is the only unevenness.

The clouds and waves will definitely tear this mist apart.

Xie Chenyan tapped her toes among the swaying reed ears, stabilized her figure, and said in a clear voice full of internal strength: "Who are you waiting for? Why did you hurt a little girl in my family who can't do martial arts?"

With a dry and cold voice, he snorted coldly: "Stop being hypocritical, you have nothing to do with killing people according to the Moon Gate, what kind of righteous heroes are you pretending to be now?"

Xie Chenyan lowered his head and asked Ah Wu in a low voice: "Who did you kill?"

Ah Wu was uncertain: "Yang...Yang Jin?"

Xie Chenyan thought about it for a while, and deeply agreed.

He asked loudly, "Who are you from Yang Jin!"

"..."

Not long after, an old man with white beard pushed aside the tall reeds and appeared tens of feet away from Xie Chenyan.

His face is pale and pale, and he is quite immortal.

During this time, water vapor surrounds him, intending to spread from his whole body.

He is the eye of the formation.

Xie Chenyan was a little strange, tilted his head and asked, "You didn't come to kill Liangyue, you came to kill me."

The old man nodded and said: "Yes. Xie's evil son, I have no intention of taking your life. If you are willing to abolish your martial arts and go overseas voluntarily, I will not embarrass you again."

Xie Chenyan said in surprise, "You are so unreasonable."

He was living a good life, why did he leave Yin Pavilion?

The old man snorted coldly: "Reason? When your demon cult killed my son's apprentice, did you make sense?"

Xie Chenyan turned pale with shock: "The Demon Cult?!"

Ah Wu bit the bullet and explained: "Those of them who claim to be in the righteous way like to call us Zhaoyuemen the Devil's Cult."

Xie Chenyan was struck by a thunderbolt from the blue sky, as if killed by lightning, he couldn't believe it at all: "Our Zhaoyue Gate is a demon sect?!"

He always thought that the Wulin League was the Demon Cult!

The old man also frowned, and explained patiently: "You are still young and don't know the past, but if you have practiced the skill of Zhaoyue Sword, sooner or later you will become a disaster in the martial arts. I tell you to abolish this skill. It's for your own good."

Xie Chenyan said unconvinced: "Brother Menghan didn't tell me to waste my time."

Always praise him for being great.

The old man snorted coldly: "If you don't want to abolish martial arts by yourself, don't blame the old man for being rude."

Xie Chenyan asked strangely: "Are you being polite to me?"

Ah Wu almost wanted to applaud his young master: Look!Our young master's tone of neither humble nor overbearing, has the aura of a master of faction!

The old man pushed out flatly with his palm, Xie Chenyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Xifengzong?"

The old man's heart was awe-inspiring, this young man had great eyesight and knowledge, he simply didn't hide his ways anymore, stopped Yue Zhi with his palm, and patted Xie Chenyan straight.

Emperor Yan summoned Shen Menghan into the palace, but there was nothing important to do. He made tea and sipped some tea, and casually chatted a few homely things.

The conversation went around for a few times before returning to the serious matter inadvertently: "Then if you are dissatisfied with Zhao Zhen, you can withdraw."

Shen Meng thought coldly: It was obvious that he was weak in guarding, but it was his fault when it came to Emperor Yan's mouth. The monarch said well, this ability to turn black and white is really amazing.

He shook his head and said: "No need, General Zhao is just inexperienced, Yuanzhou is in danger now, and it is located in the south of the Yangtze River, an important traffic road, just a few years of experience."

Zhao Zhen is a military officer with imperial edicts. Although he has been ordered to listen to him, if he really wants to be transferred or demoted, he will inevitably have to go to the Ministry of War and Li Chasi. Shen Menghan has no intention of participating in the affairs of the court, so naturally Be respectful.

Emperor Yan said: "Even if he is yours, Xiaoyin can do as he pleases."

Shen Menghan lowered his eyes, the crown prince for more than [-] years, once deposed, encountered danger in the exile, as a king and a father, what he cared about was the fate of a commander, so indifferent, enough to make people feel chilling.

But what does this have to do with him?

"Xiao Jiu was also restrained by me. Like Xiao Zhang, she stayed in the palace and thought about her mistakes behind closed doors." Emperor Yan said softly: "The guard who almost hurt you has been killed by my order. It is not easy to say this at this time. You Don't worry too much about this elder brother."

Ninth prince Shen Jue's mother and concubine died early, and grew up with the prince at the knees of the former empress.

Rumors abounded inside and outside the palace, that the prince was deposed immediately after Shen Menghan returned to the capital, and there were many rumors that the abolition of the prince was caused by Shen Menghan, and Shen Jue believed it.

It's a pity that he is still underage to become a king, lives in the palace, and has limited people at his disposal, so it is really audacious to send the guards of the imperial army to assassinate him.

It's just where did the rumors originate, who gave the order, and who put Shen Menghan in this dangerous situation.

Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king.

Emperor Yan wants to pave the way for his son, Shen Menghan is not just a stepping stone, he can only bear under the heavy pressure.

The attack on the river, the existing evidence can be concluded that King Su did it, Emperor Yan did not pursue it; now he is assassinated in the imperial capital, under the brilliant daylight, Emperor Yan also said lightly: He is young, don't worry about it .

Why.

Shen Meng said coldly: "If the Ninth Prince's words and deeds are in order, how can the grassroots be embarrassed."

Of course he knew that at this time, he should thank Jun En, be a sensible governor, and be courteous.

Shen Menghan raised his eyes, and the eyes of father and son met, crackling like sparks.

He was able to survive in Beizhao and get to where he is today, not because of forbearance, but because of fighting.

Fight with Mo Qianqiu, fight with Emperor Zhao, and fight with the sky.

The emperor's mind cannot be moved, but as a son of man, he still has to fight for it.

He insisted on catching King Su's mistakes, not just because he guessed Emperor Yan's intentions, but because he wanted to fight for justice for himself.

They have a father and a king to protect them. Shen Menghan doesn't have one, but he doesn't let others pinch and pound him.

If someone else bites him, he will definitely let that person cut off a piece of meat.

If he has suffered a bit of injustice, the others must not all back away.

If you don't give up an inch of land, you must compare every penny.

He was born in the market, and he didn't have the gentleman's demeanor and royal air above the Mingtang.

If there is no such care, how can he stay in Beiji City for twelve years.

Others do not value him more than him, but he cannot but value himself.

There was a sternness mixed with ice, frost and snow in his eyes, and he looked at the king without any concessions, with the determination to hurt the enemy eight hundred rather than one thousand.

Emperor Yan avoided his gaze, and said again: "Now that Xiaozhang is detained in Beijing, and the border of Beizhao is about to move, Xiaoyin thinks, who will be the new general of Zhenguo?"

His tone was indifferent, as if the confrontation just now did not exist, and he was chatting with Shen Menghan about family matters.

The wind in the cool hall is gentle, and in the palace confinement, the palace people walk with ease, and there is no sound when they advance and retreat.

According to Mingtang, the Son of Heaven should face the south from the north, but the Southern Yan and the Northern Dynasties are constantly fighting each other. In order to show that they will not forget their legacy, the Son of Heaven's sleeping hall faces north.

The military general of Nanyan established the country, Emperor Yan's breath was condensed, Xia's daily clothes were thin, and he could vaguely see the insulating jade silk clothes inside.The complexion is rosy, the face is bloody, and the movement of holding the cup shows the strength of his knuckles. It is in stark contrast to Shen Menghan, who is still tightly wrapped in three layers of silk clothes, pale and weak, with slender fingers.

He practiced martial arts all the year round, the veins on his arms under the thin gauze were bulging, his precious fingers were covered with calluses, and there was a shallow scratch on his wrist.

It is disrespectful to look directly at the emperor, Shen Menghan withdrew his eyes and withdrew his spirit.

Any more sharpness is willful and capricious, and Emperor Yan did not give him any support.

Shen Menghan said respectfully: "Yang Jin has led the army for decades, and he has a lot of prestige in the army, and the four sides are convinced. But Yang Jin is jealous of the virtuous and capable, and now in Beizhao, there is no general who can have this majesty again. Who does the position of the general of the country fall to No matter how difficult it is to have Yang Jin's authority, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Emperor Yan laughed loudly: "Exactly."

"At that time, the army of the imperial court was very powerful, and the master was established to learn from the military system of our dynasty. He divided the various ways of Beizhao into twelve guards and six commanders, and a letter every three years. The land was granted rent-free transfers, and the army soldiers worked in agriculture in spring and autumn. If there is no war, the soldiers will return to the government and the generals will return to the court. The military power is granted by the emperor, so it is easy to control." He also expressed emotion in his tone: "It's a pity that the north has been occupied by foreign races for many years, and most of the military power has fallen to the people. In the hands of local nobles, they have land and food, and the generals are all mercenaries of their own cronies. If the military system is established, the power of the generals will be returned to the imperial court. How can they allow others to get involved? Therefore, Ji Chao It is understandable to be killed."

Although the battle was imminent, Shen Menghan didn't know why he brought up the matter of the military system to himself, so he just nodded silently, waiting silently for Emperor Yan to speak.

Emperor Yan lowered his head and took a sip of the Southern Border Yugong herbal tea, frowned, and casually traced the secret-colored tea tray with his finger: "Our military system has been in use until now, but there is a fatal flaw, Xiao Yin knows where it is? "