With a flash of the blade, the head of the knight flew up. The headless corpse swayed and finally fell on the road. Yuan Meng leaped from the back of the horse and jumped onto the horse that had no one to drive it. He pulled the reins and the horse finally stopped. Yuan Meng laughed loudly and said, "Let's go back!"
Passing by the corpses of the enemy cavalry that were scattered on the road, Yuan Meng said viciously, "Give me another arrow. Remember to shoot the head. If any bastard dares to miss, get off the horse and pick up the arrow!"
The fearsome light cavalry roared with laughter. It turned out that one of them was trying to show off his skills on the white horse and tried to shoot the eyeball of a corpse. In the end, the eyeball brushed past his face and fell on the ground. Yuan Meng turned his head and scolded with a smile, "Wang Donglin, get off the horse and pick up the arrows one by one. If there is one arrow missing, I will make your ass bleed!"
The valiant light cavalry soldier called Wang Donglin scolded and got off the horse. He used his Beiliang Saber to chop the corpse that caused him to lose face into a pile of mud. Then, he obediently went to the corpses one by one to pull out the arrows. He didn't forget to shout at the top of his lungs, "If anyone dares to talk to His Royal Highness about this, I will not let him off!"
Yuan Meng's laughter came from afar, "Young chick that hasn't even grown hair yet. How dare you talk about me? His Royal Highness said that when we reach Jianzhou, he will find two courtesans for each of us!"
Wang Donglin, who was pulling out the arrows from the corpses, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. As a result, his face was covered in blood.
Hsu Fengnian had nothing to do, so he personally drove the carriage that Murong Tonghuang was in. The three carriages slowly moved forward. The three coachmen were His Royal Highness, Spear Immortal Wang Xiu's daughter, and the old God of Swords Li Chungang. This group of horses was really terrifying!
After meeting up with Yuan Meng, this general tried his best to gently hand Murong Wu Zhu over to His Highness the Crown Prince. He scratched his head and grinned, "Killed all of them. No one was left alive."
Murong Wuzhu had already fainted after seeing Yuan Tingshan's decapitation technique. It could be said that she was fortunate in her misfortune. Unfortunately, she was picked up by the Xuanyuan family's cavalry and jolted violently. She woke up with a start. Her willowy waist was almost broken and she was in so much pain that her face was covered in cold sweat. After she was brought back to the carriage by the warm hands of an unfamiliar young master, she only knew that her future was uncertain. She was in a daze and did not dare to raise her head.
Murong Tonghuang did not look at his sister. He lifted the curtain and looked at the broad back. He asked coldly, "Going to Sword Province?"
Hsu Fengnian didn't turn around. He nodded and said, "Let's go to Mount Longhu and meet Jiangdong Xuanyuan."
Murong Tonghuang asked, "Who are you? You knew that these knights were puppets of the Xuanyuan Family, yet you still dared to kill them?"
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Me? My surname is Fu. My given name is Jun. Jun means gentleman."
Murong Tonghuang sneered and let go of the curtain. Out of sight, out of mind.
Murong Wuzhu hid in the carriage and endured the pain. She said timidly, "Thank you for saving my life, young master."
Fortunately, Hsu Fengnian had sharp ears and heard it. He said with a smile, "According to the rules of Jianghu, young miss, you have to give yourself to me."
Murong Wuzhu was stunned and her cheeks turned red.
Murong Tonghuang saw this and frowned. His sister saw his expression and immediately kept quiet out of fear. Her face turned pale.
Hsu Fengnian touched the sore spot and asked, "Why did the Xuanyuan Family catch you? You and your sister are unarmed. You don't have to become enemies with such an aristocratic family that can be ranked in the top three in Jianghu, right? Or is it that young master Xuanyuan covets your beauty? Since the soft approach didn't work, he used the hard approach? "
Murong Tonghuang was silent. He pursed his lips tightly and looked cold and determined. It was a sharp contrast to his delicate and weak sister.
Even with His Royal Highness's imagination, he still couldn't imagine that the ancestor of the Xuanyuan Family had taken a fancy to this pair of jade discs. Murong Wuzhu was old enough to be the old man's great-granddaughter. The old cow nibbled on the young grass to the extreme. Hsu Fengnian waved his hand and said to Yuan Meng, "Take 50 riders to the Hezhou Provincial Governor's Office and tell him the situation here. If the old man is playing dumb with you, you can directly mention Chu Lushan. If not, damn it, I'll have to do it myself."
Yuan Meng took the order and left.
Murong Tonghuang's face finally became as pale as his sister's. He said with a trembling voice, "You're Chu Lushan's subordinate in Beiliang?"
Hsu Fengnian was a little jealous of this damn fatty's reputation. He said angrily, "Don't worry, Chu Lushan won't touch you."
Indeed, according to Lu Qiu 'er's temperament, this fatty would even worship His Royal Highness's dog like his own father and mother.
However, how could Murong Tonghuang, who didn't know the inside story, be at ease? Wouldn't it be equally miserable if he fell into the hands of Chu Lushan and that old freak Xuanyuan's hands? He handed the dagger to his sister and said coldly, "Without the dagger, I know you don't have the courage to bite your tongue and commit suicide. This is the last one. Hide it well!"
Murong Wuzhu took the dagger with trembling hands. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Murong Tonghuang.
The convoy drove into Zhichang City at the border of Hezhou. In fact, His Royal Highness had all the official plates, but whether he wanted to show them or not depended on his mood. Hsu Fengnian looked up at the top of the city wall. This city was unfortunately massacred by Xu Xiao during the spring and autumn war. Not one out of ten families was left alive. It was only slightly better than Xiangfan. Hsu Fengnian drove indifferently into the city gate. Although there were only more than 30 light cavalry guards behind him, the gate guards didn't have the courage to be difficult to deal with. They could make things difficult for anyone, but they couldn't make things difficult for the soldiers. It would be strange if they didn't have a layer of skin ruthlessly peeled off when they encountered a military ruffian with a background. Hsu Fengnian had a deep impression of Zhichang City. The tragic massacre was secondary. The most important thing was that there was a scholar here that Xu Xiao admired the most when he was young.
His surname was Xun and his name was Ping. It was a very simple name that didn't even appear in any official history. There were no poems that were passed down, no romantic affairs or confessions.
However, Hsu Fengnian knew that this young scholar, who argued with the old Grand Secretary until his lips turned blue, was the most far-sighted scholar in Taian City. There, Xu Xiao, who returned to the capital for the first time, and Yang Taisui, who was not yet the State Preceptor, met Xun Ping, a scholar from the Imperial College who was well-versed in Confucianism and had extraordinary debating skills. Xun Ping wasn't even 20 years old yet, but he wrote a total of 21 books to the late Emperor, such as "Military Affairs", "Selected Scholars", and "Shu Shu". Unfortunately, all of them sank like stones into the sea. At that time, the Emperor was only the most unremarkable prince. He visited the Imperial College three times and was regarded as a think tank. In the end, he was attacked by the Qing currents and retreated to his hometown, Zhichang City. During the chaotic times of the Spring and Autumn Period, Xun Ping took the blame for the current Emperor and was cut in half at the waist in the downtown area of the city. At that time, it was still under the rule of West Chu.
That year, he was only 24 years old.
The "21 Books" from back then had already become the guiding principles of the country.
Xu Xiao often repeated the words that this scholar, who didn't even have the strength to truss a chicken, had said to him: "Scholars can only add flowers to embroidery. Only martial artists can help the common people in their hour of need. The nine kingdoms of the Spring and Autumn Period are like a large chopping board. Xu Xiao, you can just treat yourself as a butcher. Don't do anything else. As long as you chop people up, chop people up, chop people up, chop people up, chop people up, and chop people up, you'll be able to chop out a peaceful and prosperous era."
Xu Xiao had done this and thus became the only prince with a different surname in the dynasty.
Xun Ping didn't have the opportunity to add flowers to embroidery.
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