Nightfall Chapter 263: Yellow Leaf and White Chess

The General's Mansion did not prepare any delicacies from the mountains and seas for today's dinner. The rectangular square table set in the courtyard among the autumn trees was dark in color, and there were some unusual dishes on it, but it had a solemn atmosphere. There were not many servants and maidservants serving at the table, and it was the two sons of Xiahou who took care of things like serving dishes. This formation was completely different from the rumored general Xiahou's extravagant ostentation.

At this time, probably the entire city of Chang'an was watching the dinner, but the atmosphere was not as tense as people imagined. Xiahou and Ning Que sitting at both ends of the long table just ate in silence. Fan, occasionally say a few words about the scenery of the wasteland, the encounter in the mountain gate.

The simple dinner banquet was very simple and came to an end. The maids filed in, quietly taking away the leftovers from the long table, and serving two blue teapots.

The two sons of Xiahou divided the first tea for Ningque, and then said goodbye politely, walked out of the garden, let all the maidservants and housekeepers stay far away, and kept quiet at the garden gate.

The teapot and the teacup are the same blue sky. They are quite sparse, but they are warm and not eye-catching. The tea is black and it is also an extremely mild tea. The tea temperature is also just right at this time.

Ning Que looked at the teapot intently, stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the teacup, then he raised his head and looked at Xiahou on the other side of the long table, as focused and serious as Tao looked at the teapot two years ago. When Diantao of the Academy saw Prince Li Peiyan for the first time, he seemed to burn Xiahou's face into his eyes.

Xiahou watched the large piece of Wuxi in the cup rise and fall in the slightly condensed warm water, knowing that Ning Que was staring at him... the corner of his lips slowly released a slightly mocking smile, and said:" Want to see exactly what your enemy looks like? In Tuyang City, you are not so presumptuous."

Ning Que did not deny what he said, but he did not admit it either. He turned his finger lightly in the small azure tea cup and said, "In Tuyang City, I respect my senior brother, not you."

Hearing these words, Xiahou slowly raised his head.

Following his movements, the undulating piece of black in the tea cup seemed to be hit hard...it sank to the bottom of the cup honestly.

Ning Que lowered his head.

Xiahou looked at him blankly.

The autumn breeze started in the courtyard...The treetops rustled, and countless pieces of uneven yellow leaves were blown off the branches... They fell on the long table and the ground in front of the two people, and the intention was to kill them.

If you are replaced by someone else, facing the strong pressure of General Xiahou and the murderous intent brought by the autumn wind and yellow leaves, thinking about the deep inevitable grievances between the two, even if you are not afraid I would also feel a little nervous... but Ning Que didn't, there was not even a trace of expression on his face.

Xiahou looked into his eyes without any warning, and suddenly asked: "Are you Lin Guangyuan's son?"

Ning Que looked at the darker tea in the cup and shook his head.

The autumn breeze with a murderous atmosphere continued to linger in the courtyard. The phoebe fell and caught many leaves, and then the yellow leaf phoebe on the table was dragged to the ground, dragging the yellow leaves on the ground around.

Xiahou said: "I have killed many people in my life, I don't care."

At this time, Ning Que finally raised his head, looked at him and said, "The general is mighty." The yellow fallen leaves on the ground were blown around by the autumn wind, and did not stop until they reached the corner... It looked like a wave of lake water. The waves slapped against the embankment, and there were many layers of waves.

Xiahou said: "Sometimes things like hatred cannot be solved and must be solved."

The fallen leaves piled higher and higher in the corner of the courtyard... The top fallen leaves fell rustling, and the autumn wind that still occupied the ground went up again... The deadly autumn wind did not give the fallen leaves any chance to escape.

Similar to the conversation at this time, Xiahou said three sentences, and they did not seem to have any connection with each other, but they were pressing forward extremely strongly, without giving Ning Que any chance to evade.

Ning Que looked at the withered yellow leaves struggling in the corner and asked, "Please enlighten me."

Xiahou looked at him blankly and said, "You can't move me."

Ning Que turned to look at him and said, "But you dare not move me."

Can't move and dare not to move. It sounds like there is no difference between the two. In fact, there is a big difference. Taozhe said that Ning Que was incapable, and the latter said that Xiahou had no courage.

Xiahou said: "Because of this, even the insoluble hatred must be solved, or you can wait another twenty years until I really become weak and weak."

"The general must be dying at that time, and he had enjoyed the blessing for twenty years."

Ning Que looked at him with a smile and said, "Of course, I'm just talking about things. General, don't get me wrong. In fact, I think that since the general is going to be old soon, he shouldn't say these unlucky things."

When I heard the word "guilao", Xiahou squinted slightly, his dark iron face showed indifferent emotion, and said, "Whether the court or Xiling, I think I can return to old age safely, I should be satisfied. Actually, I’m not satisfied. My tens of thousands of cavalry are enough to sweep the countries. I have made countless merits for Datang and Xiling. As a result, the court and your majesty have always looked at me with cold eyes because of the small things that year. How can you go to the wasteland to grab that volume of heavenly books? How can you have the current situation?"

Ning Que asked: "The general is explaining to me?"

Xiahou made no secret of his contempt for him, and said with a mockery: "If you weren't lucky enough to worship the master, what qualifications do you have to sit in front of the general? Even so, what qualifications do you have to make the general general? Explain to you? I just want you to know that I am not in a good mood."

Ning Que said: "In the previous paragraph, the general described the **** wind in Chang'an and the massacre in Yanjing as trivial things, which makes me feel bad." /

At this point in the conversation, someone finally pointed out the old things of the year.

"Your mood, I don't need to care."

Xiahou looked at him indifferently and said: "Because I said before, you can't move me, and I'm in a bad mood, you must care, because if you really make me rush, I can crush one to death. You are crushed to death like an ant, so I advise you to make this general feel better during the period when I leave Changan Zhitao."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "I can't imagine how you would crush me to death."

At this moment, in this Fang Qiu Garden. "

Xiahou said blankly: "Mr. Thirteen of the Academy tried to assassinate the imperial general...but he was embarrassed and failed and was slapped into flesh by the palm of the general."

Ning Que drank it. With the slightly astringent tea, he smiled slightly: "Crush me to death... The general, you and this general mansion, as well as the family members who were sent back to your hometown, will also be crushed to death by the teacher."

In the territory of Datang, the person who can truly silence Xiahou and dare not make any rashness has never been the emperor... but the master in the back mountain of the academy.

Xiahou looked at him indifferently and said: "As I said before, I dare not move you, you can't move me... So the power of subject and guest is in my hands. During the days before I left Chang'an, if you really want to What do you do, what you do makes me unbearable, then I will try to move you."

Ning Que asked seriously: "Is this a threat?"

Xiahou said: "I'm educating you...any background is meaningless. In the face of true life and death, only one's own power can be trusted."

Ning Que looked at him and laughed, and said, "Back when my little uncle picked the Demon Sect with a sword, the general found that his backing was all in vain, so he rebelled against the division and went to Xiling? But mine The situation is different... The Master is not Liansheng, and the Academy is not the Demon Sect. The general can rest assured."

This sentence directly revealed all the shady scenes in the deepest part of Xiahou's heart. It could be said that it was the most naked slap in the face, so General Xiahou's face became blushing.

Not every time you blush is drunk.

Drinking tea tonight.

General Xiahou's blush... is angry.

Ning Que dared to be so ridiculed. Naturally, even though the opponent was a town army general, no matter how violent and bloodthirsty he was, he still did not dare to treat himself from academy.

Sure enough... Xia Hou looked at him quietly, as if looking at a withered yellow leaf on the table, the scarlet color on his face gradually faded, his mood gradually calmed down, and he said, "Send off the guests."

Ning Que gently begged to go to a fallen leaf on the black courtyard uniform, and did not say goodbye to Xiahou, who was sitting opposite the long table. He stood up and left the autumn garden like this.

The autumn wind in the garden gradually calmed down, and the pile of yellow leaves that had been in the corner by Nan gradually dispersed.

The two sons of Xiahou walked back to the garden, looking at the silent father, they stopped talking)

"Nothing."

Xiahou expressionlessly said: "A person who kills his father and an enemy in front of him and dare not even admit his own life experience may be smart, calm and rational, but these qualities have no meaning."

"Standing against the table, but not daring to avenge the family, is really a great humiliation. He knows this very well, so he feels humiliated and humiliates me with words."

"If I want to use this to find the psychological Anli, I can only use my mouth, not my hands. A guy who lacks the most fundamental courage to become a strong, how can I be my enemy?"

General Xiahou’s banquet for Ning Que is definitely the most important thing in Chang’an on this day. When Ning Que walked into the General’s Mansion, I don’t know how many people became anxious and nervous. I don’t know how many eyeliners were hiding outside the General’s Mansion. , The situation of this dinner is continuously passed back to the palace or other places.

No one knows the details of the dinner at the General’s Mansion, but since Ning Que came out alive, nothing happened at the dinner, because that means that General Xiahou did not take action. As for Ning Que who killed Xiahou and no longer The serum came out, and in everyone's eyes, this and possibility did not exist.

In the imperial study room, His Majesty the Emperor thoughtfully, in a hall not far away, the Empress Empress and the Academician Zeng Jing glanced at each other with a slightly peaceful expression. General Xu Shi, who had been in the military headquarters, nodded when he heard the information, but the old priest in Qinghe County who lived in the Yushi Mansion could not help but feel a little regretful.

On the top of the Wanyan Pagoda, Datang Guoshi Li Qingshan stood by the stone window, looking at the direction of the general’s mansion, and said with satisfaction: “I’ve always worried about Ning Que’s temperament. Now it seems that I have been studying with the Master for so long. At the beginning, I had to know a lot, and it was not in vain that Senior Brother Yanse gave him the mantle and line of sight."

Master Huang Yang looked at him and smiled, without saying anything.

Li Qingshan left the tower, walked back to the table, pushed the Buddhist scriptures aside, took out a few black and white chess pieces from his arms, and threw them at random.

His injury has never been better, but when he is in a good mood, he wants to do something. This time the calculation is completely casual, and he does not want to see the secrets of the sky, just want to see if he can get lucky.

A white chess piece suddenly turned around, and it turned faster and faster until it finally turned out of the table and landed on the hard floor.

There was only a crisp sound, and the white chess piece split in half.

The cracks are smooth and unmarked, as if they were cut open by a sharp sword.

Li Qingshan looked at the white chess blankly, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

Huang Yang frowned, and said in shock: "What a terrible sword...Is Liu Bai coming to Chang'an?"

(The plot is clear, the state is right, but the speed will definitely be suppressed first. You also know that the first major node of the story of Jiang Ye is coming soon. You need to be cautious and then cautious to get the momentum Okay, then you can sway it. This node is not only a battle destined to Xiahou, but more importantly, this big plot is to set the tone, set the tone of the book and Ning Que, or temperament, I’m very confident. Let’s do this well together. See you tomorrow. No, I will rest tomorrow and Saturday. See you the day after tomorrow.)