Jin Bao Shi shook her head and laughed softly, "You, don't be so bad. Be careful that you won't be able to get married! You should at least leave some memories for your friends. "
Han Guoxiu said childishly, "No! Who told them to say that my husband is not even one ten-thousandth of that Hsu Fengnian! "
Liu Duanmao was about to interrupt, but Lu Shouwen had already urged his horse forward and came to Jin Bao Shi's side. Liu Duanmao, who was born to be able to ward off evil spirits, had a sad look in his eyes and stopped moving. The sharp-eyed Sima Can sighed quietly. He had told his junior many times that Junior Sister Jin was not the kind of woman who judged people by their appearance, but Liu Duanmao would always be discouraged when he saw her. When his junior brother Zhao Kai was still in the academy, he had successfully "tricked" him into confessing after he got drunk. Although Jin Bao Shi was not moved, it was obvious that she did not hate him. However, Liu Duanmao was still so scared that his legs trembled after he woke up. Originally, Zhao Kai had already thought of how to encourage Liu Duanmao to strike while the iron was hot. However, with the sudden departure of his junior brother from Shangyin Academy and the shocking news that followed, Liu Duanmao completely retreated. For half a year, he drowned his sorrows in alcohol. In the end, he was awakened by Jin Bao Shi who could not stand it anymore. Only then did he let go of the wine jars and jugs that he relied on and was teased by others as the "drinking wife" by others.
Originally, except for Xu Weixiong and Jin Bao Shi, the six men of the same sect had all agreed that after Zhao Kai and Liu Duanmao returned with their beauties, they would get drunk together and drink all of their master's hidden wine in one go.
Sima Can looked to the south with red eyes. Junior Brother, you and I agreed to be the monarch and minister who would go down in history together.
Sima Can did not hate the Beiliang, nor did he hate the young man who was His Royal Highness at that time. He just missed his playful junior brother very much.
Lu Shouwen rode side by side with Jin Baoshi and Han Guoxiu, but he didn't speak to Jin Baoshi who fell in love at first sight. He looked towards Han Guoxiu and said with a gentle smile, "Are you scared after seeing those Northern Mang barbarians?"
Han Guoxiu, who was naturally closer to that coward Liu Duanmao in her heart, rolled her eyes and said, "Scared to death!"
Lu Shouwen was somewhat helpless, but he was not angry. In fact, his current situation was much better than when he had been targeted by the little girl. He shifted his gaze and asked softly, "Miss Jin, why did the Beimang cavalry take the initiative to retreat?"
Jin Baoshi shook his head and smiled faintly. "I don't know. That person didn't want to talk about it, and Sir didn't want to reveal the secrets of heaven."
Lu Shouwen made a sound of acknowledgment and did not continue to pester him with words. He just silently rode his horse.
After coming back to his senses, Sima Can couldn't help but sigh. His Junior Brother Liu Duanmao had met his match.
At the very front, Han Guzi and Xu Huang, one knew, the other was the first to guess Hsu Fengnian's true identity.
The three of them casually talked about the battle of Guangling. Han Guzi, intentionally or otherwise, spoke less and less. Most of the time, Xu Huang methodically explained his views on the situation. Hsu Fengnian did not blindly agree. Occasionally, he bluntly questioned and rebutted, and Xu Huang answered them one by one. However, the two of them still had a large difference in understanding of the final victory and defeat of the naval battle on the river. Xu Huang believed that victory and defeat were decided quickly. The Zhao Yi navy, with the help of the Qingzhou navy, had won. Hsu Fengnian believed that after two to three months, the West Chu side that Cao Changqing was on would win. Han Guzi only said that the two of them were half right and half wrong. Afterward, he did not express any more opinions. Later, Xu Huang asked about the battle at Calabash in detail. Hsu Fengnian told him everything he knew. In the end, Xu Huang sighed emotionally. Back then, the Beiliang had said that they would eat 150,000 Beimang at Calabash. Before Xu Gong entered the capital to take up his post, he did not believe it. He said it was not too much, but too little. When Hsu Fengnian and Xu Huang talked about building another Hutou City in Liangzhou, the old man casually mentioned that Xu Huang had this idea three years ago when he was doing his calculations. At the time, many people thought it was a fool's dream. In the large Education Palace, only Kou Jianghuai and Qi Shence believed it.
Just as Xu Huang seemed to carelessly mention that Beimang's central front might divert a portion of its forces to the eastern front in Liuzhou, Han Guzi, who seemed to be unable to stand the bumpy ride of the horse, asked with a smile, "Have we traveled more than 10 li?"
Xu Huang was stunned. He nodded and said, "Almost."
The old man suddenly smiled at Hsu Fengnian and said, "It doesn't matter if you travel 10 li or 20 li. In fact, the thought is more important than the distance. As for this old man, I won't delay your journey to Huaiyang Pass. Once the Xu girl gets angry, it's not just her fellow disciples who are all trembling in fear, like mice meeting a cat. In fact, I'm also afraid. "
The old man muttered that he was old, really old. He got off the horse with difficulty. After getting into the carriage, he still did not enter the cabin. He sat down cross-legged behind Song Xinsheng and waved his hand. He laughed loudly and said, "I have no wine to send you off. I'm old. I have the heart but not the strength."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and stopped his horse. A rider brushed past him. He watched the group gradually disappear into the distance.
The wind in Longshang was strong. Hsu Fengnian's sleeves wantonly fluttered forward.
Sima Can gave the little girl, Han Guoxiu, a look. Unfortunately, the girl did not understand at all. When Sima Can estimated that his eyelids were about to ache, she finally flew into a rage. "If you have something to say, say it!"
The old man coughed and scolded with a straight face, "Guo Xiu, speak properly!"
The girl said in a muffled voice, then turned to Sima Can and made a signature hand gesture that said, "See if I don't beat you to death."
The old man looked forward and said slowly, "You guys, don't guess blindly. Wait a moment. As long as you look back, you'll know why the Beimang cavalry took the initiative to retreat."
Apart from Xu Huang and Song Xinsheng, who needed to drive carefully, everyone turned to look.
The old man laughed and said, "I, Han Guzi, am just a person who doesn't live up to my name. Compared to the young man who might make the entire Beimang avoid him in the future, I've lived for so many years in vain. But even so, I'm happy. "
Sima Can, Liu Duanmao, Jin Baoshi, Han Guoxiu, Qi Zihu, and Lu Shouwen all turned to look in that direction, but they only saw that the cavalry was galloping in the opposite direction.
The old man closed his eyes and leisurely hummed a song that he had accidentally heard in the marketplace of Youzhou. At that time, a little girl sang it when she bought Green Ant Wine for her father. Her childish voice was clear and crisp. Perhaps she could buy some food with the little money she had left after buying the wine, but the innocent child seemed very happy when she sang.
But at this moment, the yellow sand outside the Great Wall and the strong wind on the Long River sounded particularly sorrowful and desolate when the old man hummed with a hoarse voice.
"Spring returns, yellow orioles fly on the branches. Autumn returns, wild geese return to the city. Year after year, I've waited for many years. Beiliang's Saber Master, wrapped in horse hide, returned … "
Han Guoxiu, who had waited for a long time but still did not get an answer, felt her neck ache. Finally, she could not help but complain that her grandfather was lying.
Everyone suddenly widened their eyes at the same time.
In the distance, there was a line of Peerless Cavalry, like a snow-white tide, surging over.
Sima Can said in shock, "Is it the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry?!"
Xu Huang did not turn around, and said in a deep voice, "It's the White Horse Cavalry!"
Han Guzi opened his eyes, "Thinking back to those years, the invincible elite soldiers of Great Qin, every time there was a war, there would be two words that would resound through the sky."
Xu Huang closed his eyes, as if he was imagining the scene of the tiger and wolf army with irresistible force. He laughed softly, "The wind rises."
Sima Can, who was familiar with history books, murmured, "The wind rises."
While Han Guoxiu was shocked behind him, Jin Baoshi suddenly turned her horse around. Her whole body was trembling, and she shouted at the back of the figure, "Beiliang! The wind rises! "
Han Guzi exhaled softly, and laughed loudly, "Eight hundred years ago, the wind rose in Great Qin! But how can the era that I, Han Guzi, live in be inferior! "
Because eight hundred years later, Beiliang would fight to the death.
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