The square was dead silent.
No one would have thought that the person He Yan wanted to compete with was not Xiao Jue, but He Rufei.
Lin Shuanghe muttered, "Is Sister He crazy?"
Yan He also frowned and asked Xiao Jue, "What's wrong with her? Why didn't she look for you, but went to He Rufei."
Xiao Jue did not speak. Her expression was calm, as if she had already expected this scene.
He Rufei looked at the woman in front of him. The woman in the official's robes had a smile on her face, and her tone was so matter-of-fact. She clearly looked thin and weak, but he did not know where she got the confidence to compete with him.
Did she really think that he was "He Yan"?
He sneered in his heart. The woman in front of him looked nothing like He Yan in the past. He Yan heard that Marquis Wu An was frank and cheerful, completely different from his silent cousin. Even if she wanted to act mysterious, shouldn't she have investigated the other party's personality in advance? Such a clumsy imitation with so many loopholes could be seen through at a glance.
"You want to compete with me?" He Rufei slowly said.
"Everyone in the world says that General Feihong's sword is so fast that it can even cut the wind." He Yan smiled and said, "Unfortunately, I have never seen it. Since there is an opportunity today, Military Governor Xiao, there will be many opportunities to compete with swords in the future. I don't care about this time, but General Feihong's sword is not something that can be seen every day. "
"Young Master He," she chuckled, "Are you willing to compete with me?"
He Rufei curled his lips, "Of course, but … … swords have no eyes. If I lose … …" He glanced at Xiao Jue's direction, "Military Governor Xiao won't blame me for this?"
These words were full of naked provocation.
Rumors had it that General Fei Hong and General Feng Yun were natural enemies and had always been at odds. However, rumors were just rumors. No one had ever seen them truly draw their swords at each other's throat. But today it seemed that the rumors were not just rumors. After all, in this situation, even an idiot could see that there was an undercurrent surging.
Among the generals, the youth wearing the dark blue official's robes only smiled faintly and said, "No, but there should be a prize for competing with swords."
"Prize?" He Rufei asked, "How about … … …"
"How can we use General He's sword for a normal prize?" Xiao Jue did not wait for He Rufei to finish speaking, "Since we are competing with swords, we will use swords as the prize.
. "He Yan He Yan looked at He Rufei," The owner of Qinglang, from now on, the owner of Qinglang......... from now on....
As soon as these words were spoken, the square immediately boiled over.
"Is that true? Who would have thought that Military Governor Xiao would bet so much this time! "
"That is Qinglang and Qinglang. He is taking it out for a woman. Isn't he taking it too lightly?"
"I think Military Governor Xiao won't be able to keep Qinglang. No wonder they say that heroes have a weakness for beauties … … Looking at Military Governor Xiao's expression, could it be that he has some misunderstanding about his fiancée?"
"That is General Feihong. How can he lose to a woman!"
Emperor Wen Xuan frowned. He naturally saw the conflict between He Rufei and Xiao Jue. But these two had always minded their own business and lived in harmony for so many years. Since when did their relationship become so bad? Discord between military generals was not a good thing for an imperial dynasty.
He Rufei looked at Xiao Jue, "Military Governor Xiao, are you sure you want to use your sword as the prize?"
"Not 'my' sword," Xiao Jue said meaningfully, "but 'your' sword as well."
He Rufei smiled noncommittally. In his opinion, Xiao Jue's words were purely meant to make people laugh. He had heard of He Yan's reputation on the battlefield, but there were many reasons for winning a battle. Perhaps He Yan was clever, but in a one-on-one battle, he was confident that He Yan would not be his match.
There would only be one "He Yan" in the world, and that "He Yan" was already dead.
"Since Military Governor Xiao is so generous, then I will accept." He said, "Please."
"Wait." Xiao Jue said.
"What is it?" He Rufei turned to look at him, "Could it be that Military Governor Xiao is regretting it? It's not too late to change your mind. "
Xiao Jue's mouth twitched, and he said mockingly, "General He's weapon is one of the best in the world. It's not fair to the opponent." He raised his hand, and Autumn Wine flew towards He Yan. He Yan caught it firmly, "I'll use my Autumn Wine to compete with you."
He Rufei frowned. He Yan smiled, "Thank you, Military Governor."
She turned and walked towards the empty space, saying, "After you, Young Master He."
He Rufei paused for a moment, then turned and followed her.
The officials in the square and the imperial relatives on the Heavenly Star Platform all stared at the two people in the square. This was much more thrilling than the wrestling of the two warriors from the Utopia Kingdom. Ma Ningbu also stared at the woman in the red official robes. He hadn't expected He Yan to be unwilling to compete with their Uto, and he hadn't expected He Yan to pick He Rufei.
It seemed that the discord between the two great generals of Da Wei was deeper than they had imagined.
Guang Ji whispered to Guang shuo beside him, "Fourth Brother, isn't this wrong? How can General He bully a woman? "
Even in Guang Ji's young mind, He Yan as Xiao Jue's fiancée was obviously not as perfect as Shen Muxue as Xiao Jue's fiancée. However, the rules and principles he had learned since young also taught him that men should not bully women and the weak.
Guang shuo shook his head, "Let's wait and see."
He also couldn't understand. If He Yan chose He Rufei because she didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, then not only did Xiao Jue not stop her, she even suggested using her sword as the prize. This was even more confusing.
Yan He said in a low voice, "Xiao Huaijin, are you crazy? How can He Yan defeat He Rufei? Although He Rufei won't take her life … but if your woman suffers a loss in front of so many people, how could she be willing to accept it in the future? She has just entered the imperial court as an official. If she is defeated by He Rufei's sword here, she will most likely be treated as a joke in the future. "
"She will win," Xiao Jue said.
"Are you joking?" Yan He's eyes widened as he looked at him like he was an idiot. "At first, I didn't believe people who said you were blinded by lust. I didn't expect you to be just an ordinary man. No matter how bad He Rufei is, he has practiced the sword more than your woman and has been on the battlefield for a few more years. Even if you don't care about your woman, you should care about your sword! I don't want to help you, I just don't want the two famous swords to fall into He Rufei's hands. I will die of anger! "
"Oh." Xiao Jue's voice still carried a bit of indifference. "Then you can rest assured that you won't die of anger for now."
"I!" Yan He was angry. "I'm too lazy to talk to you!"
In the square, He Rufei slowly pulled out Qinglang from his waist.
Qinglang was verdant. As soon as it came out of the sheath, he felt the biting cold of the sword. He Yan's gaze froze for a moment. That was her sword.
It was the sword that had accompanied her for many years. It was the sword that had watched her grow from an ignorant and inexperienced recruit to a brave and invincible general. During her most difficult times, she had hugged the sword and sat by the frozen river, thinking about her future path. After not seeing it for many years, the sword had finally come out of the sheath, but it was in He Rufei's hands.
"Gongzi He has a good sword," she said, "What a pity."
He Rufei asked, "What's a pity?"
He Yan smiled but did not speak. He suddenly pulled out Autumn Drinking Sword from his waist. "Sword!"
The two figures tangled together in a split second.
Qinglang was verdant, Autumn Drinking Sword was sparkling and translucent. The swords crossed, one green and one white. It was like the autumn morning in the valley, filled with a desolate chill. The green mountains were faintly discernible, and the trees were filled with autumn colors. The sword's aura caused the sand on the ground to fly in all directions. It was clearly a competition of swords, but it was as moving as a dance.
General Feihong's swordsmanship was naturally excellent. It was fast and accurate, and had an indomitable aura. What was surprising was that the girl holding Autumn Drinking Sword did not seem to be at a disadvantage when fighting with General Feihong's sword.
How was this possible?
She was just a girl. Although she had been on the battlefield, she was only sixteen or seventeen years old. How could she be a match for a veteran on the battlefield? Could it be that General Feihong was going easy on her?
He Rufei's heart flashed with a trace of surprise.
Before the competition, He Rufei thought that he had already overestimated He Yan's swordsmanship. But now, it seemed that he had still underestimated it.
This girl's swordsmanship was skillful, as if she had practiced swordsmanship since she was a child. The tip of her sword was extremely stable and cunning. She could easily avoid his every attack. And her attacks were not weak at all. Like a storm, they were equally matched. Sometimes, because the girl's body was light, it seemed that she was faster.
Lin Shuanghe was stunned. He muttered to himself, "My Sister He … is this powerful?"
Although he knew that He Yan was powerful, but every time He Yan fought to the death, he had never seen it with his own eyes. He had only heard about it. And in her opinion, He Yan might be skilled in the art of war, but because of a girl's physical strength, her skills could not be compared to a man's. Moreover, her opponent was He Rufei.
He Rufei was a little weak when he was young and studying in the Xianchang School. But later, in Da Wei, he was on par with Xiao Jue. Lin Shuanghe's heart, which had been in his throat, was now at ease. But what followed was a deeper suspicion. He Yan was so powerful. Didn't that mean that she was at least on par with He Rufei?
Did Xiao Jue know about this beforehand? Was that why she was so confident and dared to use the Autumn Drinker Sword as the prize for this competition for He Yan?
Wherever the tip of the sword went, there was actually one person who had been overlooked by everyone. It was Xu Zhiheng, who was hiding among the civil officials.
Ever since he had seen He Yan at the celebration banquet, Xu Zhiheng had felt uneasy. But fortunately, he had not seen He Yan again. Today, when Ma Ningbu mentioned He Yan, Xu Zhiheng had a bad premonition.
This premonition reached its peak when He Yan proposed to compete with He Rufei.
If not for the fact that everyone was standing there obediently and the Emperor was watching from the Heavenly Star Platform, Xu Zhiheng might have already run away. The woman holding the sword was full of smiles. In an instant, her face overlapped with the face of a certain woman in his memory.
Xu Zhiheng looked at He Yan, who was fighting with He Rufei, and heard the exclamations of the people around him. He only felt his entire body turn cold.
She's back … It can't be anyone else, it can only be her. He Yan is back.
He Yan used her sword to block He Rufei's sword. Then, with a light leap, she turned around and went behind He Rufei.
The Autumn Drinking Sword understood her very well. Although it was Xiao Jue's sword, she was able to use it with ease. Her gaze was fixed on He Rufei, and her expression was somewhat cold.
He Rufei was imitating her sword moves.
Perhaps because He Rufei was afraid that his disguise as "General Feihong" would be exposed, even if he took off his mask, even if he did not go to the battlefield, he still deliberately imitated He Yan's sword moves. In fact, he imitated 80% of He Yan's moves. If he was not very close to He Yan and often saw her use her sword, he was afraid that he would not be able to tell.
But … in the end, 20% was missing. And that 20% happened to be the most important 20% for He Yan. 10% came from Xiao Jue's guidance when she was young, and 10% came from Master Liu Buwang's teachings. In all fairness, He Rufei's sword moves were not bad. However, as a person who had never been on the battlefield and had never experienced the edge of life and death, his sword energy would always be reserved.
He Yan smiled slightly and stabbed her sword towards He Rufei. He Rufei was shocked and used his sword to block. When the two swords collided, the sword did not move, but the person moved.
He took two steps back.
Suddenly, there were low exclamations around.
The civil officials did not understand, but the military generals saw it clearly. Someone said, "General Feihong is actually at a disadvantage?"
"He must have been merciful, so Marquis Wu An won."
He Yan's smile was like frost. "Young Master He has a good sword, but unfortunately, you don't know how to use it at all."
"Arrogant!" He Rufei said darkly, turned around and rushed forward.
He Yan smiled and leaned back. Qing Lang brushed past her head and cut off a strand of her hair. Her laughing voice resounded throughout the Heavenly Star Platform.
"General He, is it because you haven't been on the battlefield for a long time? Even your sword moves are so slow." She hooked her finger and her posture was extremely arrogant. "Can you still lift the sword in your hand?"
He Rufei's expression was extremely ugly.
The Emperor's expression was also ugly. He Rufei's actions were like a slap to Da Wei's face. This girl was also insensible. Even if his skills were not bad, he should not be so aggressive. Furthermore, he had only temporarily gained the upper hand. How could she dare to speak so arrogantly?
Yan He crossed his arms and watched, frowning. "He Rufei's swordsmanship doesn't seem to be very powerful now. However, their swordsmanship looks somewhat similar. "His heart moved and he looked at Xiao Jue." Could it be that you also gave He Yan some advice? "
"You are really like the martial artists on the streets." Yan He was very disdainful. "Everyone can worship you as their teacher. Do you still remember that you are Xiao Huaijin?"
"You are too noisy." Xiao Jue spoke with displeasure.
"Ha," Yan He saw through him. "Why are you pretending to be calm? Are you already worried to death inside? You can't wait to go up and help He Yan compete? However, don't worry. I don't think He Rufei will win. Your girl is right. Maybe it's because he hasn't been on the battlefield for a long time that even his hands are weak. You really are an embarrassment to Xian Chang Guan! "
He Yan and He Rufei's swordsmanship competition to this point was already very unexpected.
They had originally thought that this sword competition would end very quickly, because putting aside the male and female identities, one was a new recruit who had just made his debut, the other was a brave general who had already achieved success. No matter how they looked at it, it was He Yan who lost. Even if he won, it would be because He Rufei deliberately did so.
If He Yan won quickly, it would mean that General Feihong was considerate of the girl and did not want to embarrass the girl. This would protect Marquis Wu An's pride. However, He Yan and He Rufei fought for such a long time.
After fighting for such a long time, there was still no clear victor. It was impossible that General Feihong was deliberately showing mercy.
And looking at the reactions of the other generals, He Rufei … did not even have the upper hand.
Was it because Xiao Huaijin's fiancée was really that powerful? Even He Rufei could not beat her. Or had General Feihong's skills deteriorated over the years?
Among the crowd, other than Xu Zhiheng and He Rufei, the one with the ugliest expression was Xu Jingfu.
Today's events were really out of Xu Jingfu's expectations.
Those Uto were very cunning. They also had private dealings with the Crown Prince Guang Yan. The Guang Yan was short-sighted, narrow-minded, and did not think before doing things. Other than being vicious and merciless, he did not have any of the qualities of a Crown Prince. Xu Jingfu only suspected that the Uto did not have a backup plan, but the Crown Prince Guang Yan already had a grudge against him. If not for the fact that he had invested so much effort in the Guang Yan over the years, and that he was so close to success, he would have wanted to abandon the darkness and join the light.
The Guang Yan had some reservations about him. Ever since the Battle of Jiyang, the Uto had been very dissatisfied with him. But so what? In the Da Wei Imperial Court, he could cover the sky with one hand. Even if the Uto wanted to do something, they could not do anything.
Today, when Ma Ningbu proposed to compete with He Yan, it was out of Xu Jingfu's expectations. In the end, the people competing in swords were He Yan and He Rufei. This made him feel that something was not right.
He Yan was the daughter of a military officer at the city gate. Everything that he did must have been instructed by Xiao Jue. When Xiao Jue proposed to use swords as the wager, it was clear that he did not have good intentions. Xu Jingfu had been rivals with Xiao Jue for so many years. He had watched him grow from a young man who barely held on to the family's lintel to the current Right Military Commander. Sometimes, he understood Xiao Jue better than he did. He Yan and he had obviously set a trap for He Rufei, and He Rufei had foolishly walked right into it.
Or maybe He Rufei did not not see through it, but was conceited and did not believe that he would lose to a woman.
Everyone was watching He Yan and He Rufei compete in swords. They were amazed that He Yan and He Rufei's swordsmanship was on par. But was that really important?
Could it be that Xiao Jue did all this just to let his woman humiliate He Rufei in front of all the officials?
Xu Jingfu did not think so. He Rufei and Xiao Jue did not have any enmity before, but He Rufei later sought refuge with him. To show his sincerity, he even sent his confidant to Liangzhou City in an attempt to assassinate Xiao Jue. Although he failed in the end, he did not succeed.
However, Xu Jingfu saw He Rufei's sincerity. He had the support of civil officials, but he also needed a military general. He Rufei appeared at the right time. Although Xu Jingfu did not understand why He Rufei chose him, he could clearly protect himself. But later on, he thought about it. Officialdom could change a person the most. Even a brave general would willingly offer his sword in the face of greater benefits and a higher position.
He Rufei … He Rufei … Xu Jingfu's uneasiness was like a ball of thick ink, it wrapped around him in an instant. He looked at He Rufei who was fighting with the woman on the field and his heart sank.
If something happened to He Rufei … would it implicate him?
After all, he and He Rufei had been very close since Yuan Baozhen in Liangzhou City.
The tip of the sword carried a murderous aura as it stabbed from behind. However, the person who was stabbed seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He gently leaned to the side and the tip of the sword missed.
"Young Master He's swordsmanship looks a little familiar." He Yan smiled and said, "But I can only see the shape, not the spirit. How to use this sword? "Her lips curled up with a murderous look." Do you want me to teach you? "
She suddenly turned around and stabbed.
With a "bang", the tip of the sword pierced He Rufei's chest. However, it only went in a little and did not go any further.
"Young Master He actually came to the Heavenly Star Platform wearing soft armor?" He Yan said in surprise. "How afraid of death are you to do this? Could it be that you have many enemies and are afraid that someone will come for you midway? "
He Rufei sneered. "You talk too much!"
"It's your swordsmanship that is too weak."
In terms of provocation, He Rufei really was not He Yan's opponent. When they were in the Liangzhou City Guards, He Yan could provoke every new recruit with just a few words, let alone now.
He Rufei also felt mentally strained.
This woman's swordsmanship was truly too good. There were no loopholes and he could not find any. On the contrary, she was always able to find his mistakes and see through them at a glance. There were several times when He Yan clearly could have ended the battle quickly, but she did not. She would sometimes cut off a button of his, sometimes cut off a section of his sleeve. She was unhurried, like a cat catching a mouse, making him look inferior to a woman in front of everyone.
Inferior to a woman!
He was clearly the real He Rufei, clearly the young master of the He Family, but he had to live according to He Yan's lifestyle. He lived as if he was He Yan's substitute. In the end, he was still being said that he was inferior to He Yan.
Don't think that he could not see that those people were talking and pointing behind his back. The current General Feihong could not compare to the previous General Feihong. Why?
Why did he have to be compared like this? Why did he have to live in someone else's shadow and be inferior to a woman? It was ridiculous. That woman was already a dead person. How could a dead person compare to him? The one who lived to the end was the winner.
He held his sword and stabbed at He Yan's back from a tricky angle. This was General Feihong's most powerful swordsmanship. He had learned it for a long time … It was said that no one could avoid General Feihong's last sword.
The tip of the sword was about to pierce the woman's back. Everyone's hearts were in their throats.
In the next moment, Yin Qiu accurately parried his sword. The woman in red did not turn her head. Instead, she turned her hand and thrust her sword back. The tip of her sword was swift and fierce. He Rufei was startled. He wanted to dodge, but the woman did not really want to stab him. She jumped behind him and viciously kicked his knee. He Rufei was caught off guard. His knees went soft and he knelt down.
He immediately felt a cold sensation on his neck.
The woman in red looked down at him with a smile. She silently moved her lips. It was too far away for others to hear, but He Rufei saw it clearly.
"Big brother." She said, "Are you worthy to use my sword?"
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