Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 161: 0 people practice knives at the same time
Xichuan Town is an ordinary town in the western border of Tang Dynasty, but it is famous far and near, because the location from this small town to the six countries in the west is almost the same. On weekdays, currency trade is frequent and business travel is constant.
There is a tea house at the entrance of the town. Two elderly men with gray hair sit by the window of the tea house. A chessboard is placed in front of the old man. On the chessboard, the black and white sides are fighting together, the game is staggered, and the outcome is unpredictable.
The old man on the left hand held a white child, "Tang State sent 30,000 Qingqi to Xixia, watching the posture, thinking about a quick fight."
The old man on the right hand sneered, "I want to destroy a country first, so that the rest of the attackers will be afraid before they fight. I think it's pretty beautiful."
Heizi fell, and Baizi was eaten thirteen. "After all, it is the largest country. Wherever there is the possibility of swallowing the sound, the small border country is not in their hearts."
"Then let this dying old lion understand the truth, the world is going to change, and it is no longer the once powerful lion, after all, it is old."
"I heard that the prince who will be enthroned has great ambitions."
"Hmph."
There was another sneer.
"The heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than paper!"
"The 30,000 Qingqi who set off from the Western Department will all die in the Tuwei of Xia Country, and this prince will not survive a spring and autumn as long as he becomes a throne."
Bianbian town, the white old man, the chess game is fierce, and the dialogue is extremely arrogant, but the two sides did not feel that they were bragging at all, as if what the old man said would come true. These two prophecies It will definitely be achieved in general.
Luoyang city was gloomy and dim all day and night, just like Luoyang people's mood.
There was a faint flash of thunder on the horizon, and a thunderous thunder rushed across the roof, and the fine raindrops hit the eaves and window frames, crackling, like ten thousand cannibalizing mulberries, and like a breeze blowing over bamboo. The raindrops fell from the sky. The raindrops were still raindrops at the first moment, and they became dense snowflakes at the next moment.
Luoyang, which was originally much warmer than Youbei, suddenly began to drop in temperature overnight.
It's freezing cold.
Looking at the falling snow, Li Chunzhi in front of the palace city's heart tightened, "It is said that Runxue is a good year, but why this snow does not understand my heart today!"
If there is no end of battle, Runxue will naturally be a prosperous year.
But in the west, wolves rose, and 30,000 Qingqi rushed towards Xia Country. If it is raining and snowing, how to walk on the road? How to transport food in the mud? How does the horse run wild? How to solve the cold winter clothes?
Li Chunzhi looked up at the sky, and saw that the clouds became thicker and heavier, seeming to cover Luoyang City entirely. Wan Lai is all silent, only to hear the boundless scream of falling snow between the world and the earth, the snow is not rushed, not sparse, and uninterrupted, and it slowly stretches like a fine yarn from the sky to cover the earth.
Fist clenched, "God knows, is it going to destroy my Tang Guo? Or is it to see me Li Chunzhi is an eye? Or I don't deserve to sit in that chair?"
The rice field eel sent a big umbrella at the right time.
Li Jianqi is holding an umbrella and holding an umbrella for his Abba.
Taking a few steps forward slowly, out of the covered area of the umbrella page, Li Chunzhi just stood in the snow.
"Sword Seven, do you think Abba is suitable to be an emperor?"
"Will it match?"
Listening to Li Soonzhi's words, Li Jianqi did not hesitate, "Abba is the most suitable person to be an emperor. If you work so hard and serve the country with all your heart, naturally you are the most suitable."
"But God doesn't seem to agree." Li Chunzhi said leisurely.
"What's the solution?" Li Jianqi asked.
"The strategy of surprise attack on Xia Country may be difficult to achieve. This snow will cause too much trouble for the march." Li Chunzhi frowned.
"The snow will also cause trouble for the other party. Wouldn't they also be slow to attack my western border?" Li Jianqi thought for a moment and said.
"But we don't have time!" Li Chunzhi continued, "The six kingdoms of the West can attack if they want to attack, and they can postpone the attack if they don't want to attack. What about us? Hoarding troops to defend the western front? What if the magic seeds of Youzhou go south? What about the monster army of Taikoo Tongmen? This is the weakest place in the Western Realm and the easiest place to make military exploits. If there are problems even here, then other places will not be inspiring."
This concludes the conversation. Li Jianqi is not good at military affairs or politics, and it is not her strong point to persuade others. She has lived in Jingzhai since she was a child. Like eating swords, the conversation now has already exceeded her cognition.
But as a daughter, she will always stand at the head of the city with Li Chunzhi, and will take action whenever he needs it.
One day and one night, Li Chunzhi finally returned to the Hall of Nourishing the Heart, and on the memorial in the hall, a striking piece of rice paper was placed at the top, and the paper was densely covered with tiny tiny characters.
Walking up to the desk with a little surprise, Li Chunzhi held up this rice paper and put it in front of him. The first line at the top reads, the old lady donated fifty thousand...
From the first line of rice paper to the last line, Li Chunzhi became more and more surprised when he looked at it. One day and one night, the palace received so many donations, from gold and silver to materials, and even more than one hundred blacksmith shops in Luoyang City. All donated thousands of weapons to Tang. ..
Luoxue increased the difficulty of marching.
But the people of Luoyang and the pillars of the Tang State gave Li Chunzhi infinite motivation~IndoMTL.com~ Things are dead, but people are alive. As long as the people of Tang Dynasty are united, no matter how great ordeal they are, they can survive side by side. "
The sky and the earth are vast, the snow is falling, and it is another cold morning.
The streets and alleys of Luoyang are all white, frozen and cold.
From the Changsheng Bridge to the Yunshi Bridge on Yong'an Avenue, thousands of people lined up in neat rows early on. The costumes are different. The traffickers and pawns have all walks of life, but everyone has a unified team. With knives, there are their own iron knives, homemade wooden knives, and even bamboo knives.
Tianmen Taoist Hall has not opened yet. On weekdays, everyone will wait quietly in front of the door. Today is a bit different. I don’t know who suggested it first. Everyone spontaneously started to practice the Beginner 3 taught by Ye Que. A knife cuts the mountain with one knife, cuts water with two cuts, and breaks the sky with three cuts.
The knife style is not difficult, but it is not easy to practice well.
But if it is paired with the Tianmen technique, it seems to have some unexpected miraculous effects.
Thousands of people raised their knives together and cut the mountains with their hands. The blades were condensed in one force and smashed the mountains. At the same time, everyone unconsciously uttered a uniform yell, and a hot breath exhaled and vomited. Into the air.
The falling snow on the ground shook slightly.
At the end of the first knife, the second knife will start, and the knife will be cut horizontally.
The falling snow that was shaken into the air follows the trajectory of the knife, without wind, automatically.
The water cut was over, the third knife drew the sword and broke the world, and there was another neat shout, but I don't know who actually didn't shout "Ha", but shouted "Kill". His knife was killed with this sound, and there was a vague ray of sword air from the position of the knife tip.
Thousands of people practiced swords together and mobilized the Tianmen exercises in their bodies together. An invisible air current appeared directly on Yong'an Street, which ordinary people could not see, nor could they experience abnormalities in them, but they just walked to the longevity. Ye Que on the bridge, Linghai seemed to burst.