The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 277: Beiliang did not agree with one sound

Xu Yanbing leaned against the pillar outside the door and let out a heavy breath. The angry warrior who had been forcibly suppressed, was ready to take action. 【】

Xu Yanbing is not Wang Jijiu, he is a martial artist, and he has always used his fist to solve things that he doesn't talk to people.

Han Laoshan, a fellow student, and now General Lingzhou, is the first person he wants to beat tonight.

But Xu Yanbing was taken aback, because a white robe came slowly not far away.

In Xu Yanbing's eyes, this young man with a gloomy background is probably the only guy in the world who is more attractive than Chen Yu and handsomer than Xu Fengnian.

In the early years, I met His Royal Highness in the rivers and lakes, and once listened to the Chaoge Pavilion, and later lent a knife to His Royal Highness to walk the rivers and lakes.

White fox face.

He passed by Jin Baoshi, walked behind Wang Jijiu, stood at the gate, and said indifferently: "Xu Fengnian, are you a man? If you are a man, go to Guangling Road, I will accompany you."

Xu Fengnian didn't get up, and asked softly: "I don't have a soldier and one soldier, how about going back quickly, how about?"

The Northern Liangdu who has been pretending to be deaf and dumb protects Chu Lushan, and got up with difficulty. For the first time, he shook his head with the "His Royal Highness" in an undoubted tone: "I was the first Chu Lushan to disagree!"

Yan Wenluan followed ≦ and got up, "I won't agree with Yan Wenluan!"

Xu Beizhi and Chen Xiliang got up almost at the same time and said in unison, neither agreed.

Almost everyone stood up and refused to agree.

Among them, the son of Xu Xiao like Yuan Zuozongqi, brothers like Li Hanlin, old people like Gu Dazu Huang Chang who was personally brought to Beiliang by Xu Fengnian to give him a high position, and Chang Sui Xu Huang Hongpi who was highly hoped by Xu Fengnian. .

Neither agreed.

Xu Fengnian stood up slowly and looked at the white fox's face with a far-fetched smile.

Bai Hu'er's face didn't say a word, just took off the embroidered winter from the double knives at his waist, threw it high to Xu Fengnian, and calmly said: "Just follow me."

Xu Yanbing stood beside Bai Hu'er's face, with his hands around his chest, just nodding to the young prince.

Xu Fengnian subconsciously reached out and took the familiar winter embroidered knife, and then the light in front of him dimmed. It turned out that Huang Man'er stood in front of him, blocking everyone, and said coldly with a boxing palm:" Who stopped my brother and died!"

Xu Fengyoung patted Huang Man'er on the shoulder, the latter turned his head, and Xu Fengnian said softly, "Sit back."

Xu Longxiang shook his head.

Xu Fengnian said calmly: "Sit back."

Xu Longxiang roared: "No!"

White Fox's face narrowed the peach eyes, and the thumb pressed the handle of the Chunlei knife, about to push the knife out of its sheath.

Xu Fengnian sat back, put the Xiudong knife on his knees, bent over again and picked up the tongs, his lips moved slightly.

A faint snoring sound was particularly harsh in the silent chamber.

As dripping water into the fire.

White Fox's face was full of anger, "Xu Fengnian!"

Rao is Xu Yanbing also murderous, looking at Han Laoshan, "If you don't sit down, then take a shot. Next year's Ching Ming Festival, the big deal is that Xu Yanbing will help you toast."

For some reason, Xu Yanbing blinked his eyes when he saw this guy, and smiled inexplicably.

In the main seat, Xu Fengnian, who had no expression on his face, lowered his head and said sadly, "I'll be here, I'll come," and then it flashed away. Less than a stick of incense-kung fu, the young prince returned to his seat.

During this period, the young man went to the house without the owner. This year, for the first time, a pair of Spring Festival couplets were pasted outside the shabby house, with a spring character affixed. He didn't post it himself, but let the two apprentices, Wang Sheng and Yu Dilong, sneak here.

He originally hoped to see if she would have a little surprise after taking her back to Qingliang Mountain.

It seems that you are going to lose faith.

Xu Fengnian rubbed his cheek and raised his head.

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There are survivors everywhere in the Central Plains, and the sound of firecrackers in the capital of West Chu is saying goodbye to the old age. In a festive atmosphere, a young woman wearing a dragon robe sat alone in the imperial study room with a one at her feet. The large charcoal stove burned from the twilight to this time. The charcoal fire was just right, warm but not hot. The female emperor of Xichu in Fengyi World did not have much sleep. She sat on a small bench with her body curled up and her chin resting. On both hands. There is a small gourd tied to his wrist, and there is a trembling sound in it, which is light and pleasant. People live for a lifetime, grass and trees fall in autumn, and the grass and insects are in a hurry. But the Da Chu Palace has a tradition early on. The Ministry of Internal Affairs catches crickets and grasshoppers and other insects every year in the beginning of autumn. Watering and laying eggs wait until winter before it can be used as an adult. It is used at the New Year's banquet on New Year's Day. It screams loudly and complements the sound of firecrackers. At this time, Jiang Si contained a few long-lived small worms in the small gourd in his hand. The gourd is a homonym for Fulu. It is recorded in ancient books that "eating melons in July and breaking pots in August" has been recorded early in the ancient books. The gourd seedlings are planted in the spring every year. When the gourd shed is green and lush in summer, they are picked in the golden autumn and made into water scoops or flasks by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and then the emperor bestows them on ministers of merit. Jiang Si raised his arm and looked at the small yellowed gourd, not thinking about the traditions of the Jiang family of Da Chu, but thinking of the greenery of the vegetable garden on the mountain back then. He squatted there after working every day. Seeing the greenery growing stronger and stronger, the kind of joy that she had never mentioned to outsiders, even if it was Uncle Chess and the old man in sheepskin fur, she never shared this joy. Because since she can remember, even if she is now sitting on the dragon chair of the Emperor Xichu, she still feels that in this life, only the small vegetable garden really belongs to her. She is very strange to the capital, and she can't get close to her all the time.

Moving books to Wudang Mountain, and then reading for someone to earn money, and then practicing calligraphy and swords with Li Chungang, and finally put on the most luxurious and luxurious clothes in the world...

Jiang Si sighed and pressed the little gourd to her ear, listening to the neighing inside, she couldn't hear the slightest joy, she felt a little melancholy for no reason.

Looking at this big room with a red candle lit, it was not gloomy. Although there were palace ladies standing outside, Jiang Si was still a little scared. She has been very courageous since she was a child. In this life, she has only done two feats. One is to assassinate someone with a dagger and rune. No feeling. The word home, she thought about it, and finally found to her annoyance that, deep in her heart, it was the dilapidated house that was so cold that it made people's teeth tremble every winter, and it looked the most like a home. At that time, every New Year’s Eve, there would be a nasty guy of the same age who followed the old man she was most afraid of and swaggered to post the Spring Festival couplets. Once the young man ran to her room on purpose and asked her with a smile if she wanted to be in her room. Spring couplets were also hung on both sides of Ying. Of course she said that she didn't want to, but she knew it but didn't want to admit it, she thought. The sound of firecrackers in the city became more and more intense. Jiang Si stood up and came to the window, knowing that it was about to be the time for the change of the old and the new.

Suddenly there was a squeak from behind, someone opened the door and entered. Jiang Si smiled and turned around. As expected, she was waiting for Uncle Zhao. Seeing this kind elder, she would feel relieved.

Cao Changqing closed the door gently, and the court lady outside the door turned a blind eye to this. This man, known as the most proud of Chu, his status in the hearts of the people of Chu, in fact, even the current Emperor, His Majesty, cannot be compared to Cao Changqing. The admiration of this emperor, Xi Chu from top to bottom, everyone from the heart.

Cao Changqing squatted by the fire, stretched out his hand over the charcoal fire to keep warm. It is reasonable to say that this Confucian sage's land immortal cultivation has long been invaded by the cold and heat.

Jiang Si sat back on the small bench with a bright smile.

Cao Changqing hesitated for a moment, and said: "It's the New Year and the New Year. It should be the Annunciation, but there is something, I think I should explain it to your Majesty first. I just got the news not long ago. There are many generals in Beiliang. In the past few days, gather in the Chamber."

The young female emperor ignorantly asked: "Huh? They went to worship the New Year so early?"

Cao Changqing could not laugh or cry, and said sadly: "In my original expectation, he was going to send troops to Guangling Road. Beimang could not stop it, because it was not suitable to send troops to the south in a hurry, and Liyang could not stop it because the two of them served as Jingan Road. The only people who can stop the ambassadors are in Beiliang. I thought Chu Lushan, Yuan Zuozong and Chen Xiliang, Xu Beizhi, two groups of people were helping him to speak, so I wouldn’t be so inspiring. It seems that I’m still It underestimated Beiliang’s cohesion and underestimated the Beiliang civil and military’s desire to win against Beimang. Once so, if it were before last year, Xu Fengnian would insist on sending troops, at least he would go south alone, but now..."

Jiang Si lowered his head, hmm, and whispered softly: "It's okay, I didn't expect him to come."

Cao Changqing was silent for a long time, and said with a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, there is one thing, we must remember that it is not that he does not want to come, but that he can't come. No wonder Xu Fengnian for this matter."

Jiang Si stared at the fire without making a sound.

Cao Changqing smiled bitterly: "Originally, I planned to go north when they Beiliang sent troops to Guangling Road. Now I have to make other plans."

The absent-minded Jiang Si obviously didn't pay attention to this uncle who was waiting for him to say "I" instead of leading the army northward.

When Cao Changqing used tongs to fiddle with the charcoal fire to make the stove warmer, he whispered softly: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have forced Your Majesty to come back here with the righteousness of my family."

Jiang Si shook his head.

Cao Changqing suddenly showed an undisguised anger, "Xu Fengnian never let Beiliang be disappointed and chilled. You Beiliang, why are you here?! How is it different from me, Cao Changqing?!"

Jiang Si raised his head, but looked relieved, smiled and took off the little gourd, and handed it to Cao Changqing, "Chess is waiting for Uncle Zhao, you listen."

The frost-white scholar on the temples did not take the little gourd, clenched his fists, and closed his eyes in pain.

Outside the window, the New Year has just arrived, and there is another heavy snowfall.

There is snow falling in the sky, and there is no song on the earth.

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But Xu Fengnian in Beiliang, Xu Weixiong, Wang Jijiu, and the face of the white fox.

Little clay figurines and Cao Changqing on Guangling Road.

Don't mention the past, just say that on this New Year's Eve, I seem to have forgotten the Northern Liang, never Liyang!

So the next scene will make Jin Baoshi unforgettable for a lifetime.

Wang Jijiu was even more stunned.

I saw Chu Lushan take a step forward, turned to face the main position, clasped his fists and lowered his head and said loudly: "Whether the cavalry mobilized by the king of Northern Liang led Wanyu to go south, or rush to Guangling Road single-handedly, I am the second one. Don’t agree!"

Yuan Zuozong also took a step, acting exactly the same as Chu Lushan, "Yuan Zuozong is not with me, of course I don't agree with Yuan Zuozong!"

Yan Wenluan snorted coldly, strode out, still the same, sneered: "How can I show the power of my Northern Liang army without a snow dragon riding into the Central Plains? How can Yan Wenluan nod and agree!" /

Xu Beizhi said lazily: "The dignified King of Northern Liang, holding 300,000 iron knights, led the shit'excellent' drawn from various places to the Central Plains? I can't afford to lose this face in Beiliang, how can Xu Beiliang agree? "

Song Dongming immediately went out and clasped his fists and laughed: "Everyone says that I, Song Dongming, the deputy manager, is not worthy of the name. That's all. Is it possible that the Beiliang iron cavalry, which is the most powerful in the world, should be underestimated? Song Dongming. It’s a literati, so I don’t agree!"

Li Hanlin whispered: "Brother Nian, you want to marry your sister-in-law, how can you do without the dowry? I'm a brother, I won't agree!"

Bai Yu waited for his disapproval, and finally he came to the end, smiling: "Central Plains can't tolerate a woman in Xu's family. Naturally, my Beiliang iron cavalry will not agree! I believe Liu Jinu, Wang Lingbao and the others These big masters will not agree!"

Bai Yu stretched out a finger and pointed to the empty chair beside the young prince, "Even if you Xu Fengnian can agree, but the general, the first one will not agree!"

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Xu Fengnian looked blank.

Everyone burst into laughter with ingenuity~IndoMTL.com~ Everyone has colluded, and the acting has been so **** hard until now.

Xu Beizhi smiled brightly, and smiled at Chu Lushan. The two of them were the initiators of this scene.

Beiliang, 300,000 iron knights outside the pass, and millions of households inside the pass, all owe them a surprise to the king of the North Liang!

Xu Fengnian raised his arm, wiped his eyes, and cursed a bit of a **** under the gaze of everyone.

At this moment, everyone said in unison: "General, please sit down!"

Wang Jijiu looked at the full house of civilians and martial arts. The old man sat on the threshold and trembled with excitement. He remembered a certain young mantra, and muttered: "Technical work, you can't appreciate it."

At that moment of Xu Fengnian, whether it was a battle with Tuoba Bodhisattva for thousands of miles, or a battle against two people at the Xia Mawei, or a murder by the Qin Tianjian, he had never been so proud in his life. I saw the young feudal king waving his sleeves and sitting first. On that chair, he said loudly: "Sit down!"

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