Nightfall

(There is a mistake in the previous article. Xiahou is not the general of the town and country, but the general of the town. Here I will report first, and then I will immediately revise it. Chapter 3 before 6 o'clock)

The morning light went from faint to bright, and General Xiahou went to the eastern front without expression. Gu Xi and a team of guards followed him silently. The light rising from the rising sun shone on his armor, giving off a faint white luster, and it looked as if a mighty statue was standing in the holy divine light.

After walking into the tent of the temporary Chinese military camp and listening to the subordinates reporting the results of the left front cavalry rushing into Yan Realm in the morning, Xiahou was silent for a long time and raised his head to say: "Cut 300 of Yan prisoners for punishment."

There was no third person in the tent except him and Guxi. Gu Xi watched him stop talking and persuaded: "The previous general made a policy to hide the stabbing and only secretly sent it to His Majesty. If the prisoners were killed in battle, it would be difficult to conceal the matter, not to mention the Yan people Will actively promote this matter. "

Xia Hou Moran said: "Yan Jun's entry has harmed and weakened the people of the Datang people, burned the villages of the Datang people, and killed him. Three hundred prisoners of war should be deserved. The general did not believe who dare to say anything."

Gu Xi was silent for a moment, and said: "However, it is ominous to kill the prisoner, and Your Majesty ... won't like it either."

Xia Hou took off his helmet and put it aside. He quietly looked at the loyal subordinate who had accompanied him for more than 20 years and said, "You should be very clear that your majesty has never liked me very much. Because I built the Immortal Order for the Empire. I have always been rewarded and punished. As long as I can continue to build, the princes of the DPRK and China ca n’t grasp my handle, and His Majesty will not move me easily. In this way, His Majesty likes this General It does n’t matter at all. Besides, if your majesty likes me too much, I really do n’t know how to manage myself. "

In this passage, especially in the last sentence, there was something that only the two of them understood. Gu Xi was about to say something after a moment of silence, and the horizontal line embroidered with gold thread somewhere on the cuff suddenly brightened.

"Go." Xiahou said.

Gu Xi silently bowed his hand and bowed, then withdrew from the camp.

There was no one in the account, Xia Hou's face smiled with self-deprecation, and said softly: "How lucky is this general, when he meets a majesty king like His Majesty, otherwise he doesn't really know how many times he will die, and the gentleman can deceive him. Is it possible for me to bully His Majesty? It ’s just that the king cares for the old feelings, and the feelings of love that no one knows, allowing me to live all these years. "

After a moment, Gu Xi lifted the tent and walked back, holding a secret letter with varnish in his hand. He walked to Xiahou and whispered: "The military department has a letter to run letters. Recently, these days, Chang'an City is a bit uneven. I heard that Nancheng had a murder case, and even shocked Yu Linjun.

Xia Hou lightly ridiculed and said, "The princes of the central government bullied His Majesty Kuanren, and even the general's subordinates dared to kill them. They had eaten such a big loss in the hands of Chao Xiaoshu a few days ago. Be honest? "

"It really has nothing to do with the princes of the North and Central China." Gu Xi shook his head and replied: "Nancheng's murder case killed the master of Dongxuan Realm, and that person was a former military official, so they caused these disturbances."

Xia Hou's eyes narrowed, and he narrowed his eyes and looked at him, saying, "Continue."

"I don't know if you can remember this general. His name is Yan Suqing. He used to be a military clerical expert, but few people knew he was a great swordsman ..."

Speaking of this, Gu Ximan looked at the general with a deep meaning and continued: "This person should have learned enlightenment at the Xiling Haotian Temple. After being expelled from the military because of the events of the year, he has been following it safely and steadily. A tea merchant in Chang'an City had a hard time, but did not expect to die in the end. "

The atmosphere in the tent gradually became serious and condensed, and the candlelight in the corner shook unsteadily. After being quiet for a long time, General Xiahou asked indifferently: "Thirteen years of the Apocalypse ... this is the number?"

Gu Xi responded softly: "Yushi Shi Zhang Yiqi died in a car crash. Former General Xuanwei Barnyard Chen Zixian died in the east city. In addition to this, Yan Suqing, whose head was cut off, is the third to die this year."

The folk customs of Datang are simple and strong, and the population of Chang'an City is large. Although the public security is excellent, if you want to say that there are abnormal deaths, I am afraid that there will be one or two cases every day. The third person in the account at this time is naturally not the third. Refers to the number of abnormal deaths in the 13 years of the Apocalypse, but refers to the deaths related to those past events.

"If it weren't for the Queen's Mother this year to stop holding a birthday banquet and allocate a pen free silver to the military department, the military department will not think of visiting the veteran soldiers to lay cloth for condolences, nor will Chen Zixian, who no longer remembers, have been killed."

Gu Xi looked at Xia Hou and said softly: "Now Yan Suqing is also being cut off from the head. His hands are very similar. If he can be sure that Yu Shi Zhang Yiqi's so-called accident ... is also a killing game, then he can find the truth."

"Not all things have the truth." General Xiahou said indifferently: "The **** people in those two cases were dead. Who will remember these things?"

Gu Xi said: "When the fisherman sprinkled the fishing net, he always thought it would be able to run out of the net, but in fact, every time the net came out, there were always a few fish that leaked. In my notes, there are at least eleven in General Xuanwei's mansion. The individual is alive. "

General Xiahou closed his eyes slowly and said, "The only ones who can survive are some short-duty handymans. The law of the Tang Dynasty can not be cut, but all the daughters-in-law and daughter-in-law of the family have died, I do n’t believe those The short-duty handyman who does not have any qualities dares to harbor hatred towards the court, and has been thinking about revenge for years.

"Always check." Gu Xi said anxiously. "At least as mentioned earlier, people should be sent to see if the death of Yu Shi Zhang Yiqi is strange. The subordinates also don't believe that the two cases still have the suffering master left. But I am worried that this series of slaughter is a certain nobleman in the palace who took advantage of this to make a fortune. "

Xia Hou calmly replied: "The princes are still young, and the fourth princess is just a yellow-haired girl. If your majesty wants to bypass the law and clean up me, he would send someone to cut my head directly ten years ago. s method."

"But there is another distinguished person in the palace." Gu Xi glanced at his face and said carefully.

Sure enough, after hearing this sentence, General Xiahou suddenly looked cold, staring coldly at him and said, "Twenty years ago, you warned you when you took a vow to follow me, as long as I live, as long as I have one Tone, you can't pretend that noble person before anyone, could you forget it? "

Gu Xi buried his head deeply, and sincerely begged for sin, but there was a very tired and helpless sigh in the bottom of my heart. I thought, General, you do n’t want to let the world know the relationship with that noble person. The world knows that it's just that the way you choose is to stay away from Changan's silence, but who can be sure that the noble will not use more extreme cold methods? The so-called heart is like iron ...

Xia Hou looked at the subordinates who blamed him in front of him, thinking about the loyalty of the other side over the years, thinking about the other side's arduous ferry between the two sides of the turbulent river in these years, and his face looked slightly, Shen Sheng said: "But what you said Yes, things in Chang'an City must be checked and a read person sent back. "

After a short pause, he added with a blank expression: "Warning the clerk, even if he finds anything, it is strictly forbidden to act on his own, all the evidence is presented to the military department and Changan House, and the investigation is ultimately the matter of the court."

Guxi led his life away.

There was no one in the tent, Xiahou released his heavy armor, and then sat on the couch, silently watching the faint candlelight about to be swallowed by the sky outside the tent, motionless like a statue.

His face was a little pale, and before the thunder, he directly killed two strong practitioners. That picture is so powerful and powerful, but no one knows that his body still has some damage after all.

As the pinnacle of martial arts in the world, the strength of the battle is unparalleled. Only with the mind, there is a strong world of energy that condenses inside and outside the body surface, the mind can't hurt, the flying sword can't be broken, in fact, to kill the two swallows As a national assassin, he can choose a simpler and harmless way of coping.

But he is known as the tyrannical cold-blooded general Xiahou General. There are too many powerful enemies in the world. He wants to maintain his invincible image in front of the enemies and his subordinates, so he must choose the most arrogant and powerful response. He did not hesitate to hurt his body and mind.

If you don't want to be bothered to meet the assassinations, you need to show the thunder means and forcefully crush the battle of most enemies. This is probably the helplessness of many peerless powerhouses.

When the tent was lifted, a little man walked in with a bowl of well-prepared bird's nest golden jujube porridge. The little man looked clean and beautiful. The porcelain bowl on the food plate was refined and beautiful, which was unusual.

General Xiahou took the porridge bowl indifferently and drank it, waved his hand to signal Xiao Xiao to leave.

He knows that the princes who are jealous and envious of himself in Changan City have been secretly saying that General Xiahou likes Qingjun Xiaoyu, and has a different kind of interest in the matter of the bed. Whether it is His Majesty or those places where he really fears, it is very clear to the fact that since the killing of the beloved concubine that year, he has never been close to female sex, and he will not use any maidservant to serve him personally.

At that time, he killed the concubine ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It was the attack of the imperial history, and the status of the general was stormy. Those people who thought they knew the insider thought that he used the military aircraft to kill himself by cruel means. The favorite concubine is to deter an **** who is going to the army barracks to ask questions.

However, only Xiahou himself knew that the **** at that time came to ask questions, which had nothing to do with the courtesy of the imperial princes of North Korea, and what he was afraid of had nothing to do with those imperial princes.

It was a summer, the night was short, the day was long, and the luster spread by Haotian was not only warm and blazing. The rigorous inquiry letter of Xiling Divine Kingdom was directly delivered to the Chang’an Palace, and even that unknowable place expressed serious concern, and countless sword lights could be seen vaguely in the vast sleeping mountain not far from the barracks.

"Shuang'er, you shouldn't dance that Demon Dance that day."

Xiahou stared at the porridge water that was gradually freezing in his fingers, thinking that if it was still the same year, the tender woman she loved most would definitely appear the first time, and then smiled and took out the handkerchief to gently wipe it off for herself. Shaking his head, he repeated without expression: "You really shouldn't dance that dance, although the dance and the dance you ... are really beautiful."

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