On the same day, the Northern Liang border.

In recent years, the war between Liangmang has not been magnificent.

Most of them are small groups of rosters, fighting each other in close combat.

The Beiliang crossbowman has become the most coveted army.

The two sides fought and retreated at once. If they could cut off a few enemies, they would hang on the side of the saddle and ride a horse back to the camp.

Even if the old man sees it, he will be jealous.

Those passionate new soldiers were even more excited.

This is a real merit and cannot be faked.

On this day, a team of crossbowmen in Beiliang went deep into Ma'aotou and encountered more than 20 agile railings in Beimanggu.

A fight will cause losses to each other.

After checking the body, I found out that it was a crow clan under Dong Zhuo's command.

This made Li Hanlin, an ordinary crossbowman with a bloody face, exclaimed that he was also a little scared.

A deep bone-visible wound was cut on his arm.

Riding on the horse, next to his butt, he tied the head of a Beimang clan.

Blood was already flowing on the side of the horse's back.

In this small-scale battle, three of them were killed and the opponent was wiped out.

In the Northern Liang army, one day's charity and one lifetime brother.

In the more than a year since joining the Northern Liang Army, Li Hanlin has completely integrated into it and has become a qualified Northern Liang soldier.

Today, when I went to the battlefield for the first time, I captured an enemy's head and made military achievements.

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In Wudang Mountain, the morning bell rang.

Eighty-one peaks face the top, and before the main peak Taoist temple, it is Wudang Square.

After becoming the headmaster, the young master rarely came here to herd cattle.

In recent days, I have been wearing a red dress and traveling around the world, and rarely appear in everyone's sight.

Even when he returned to the mountain, he lived a life of freedom with Hongyi like a god, and became a hand-off manager for the things in Wudang.

In the past year, the person who led the boxing practice in the square was the next heir of Wudang, Li Yufu.

Xuanwu is about to prosper, and it is due to Li Yufu!

Hong Xixiang has now achieved what he wants, and the day when he returns to secular life is not far away.

If it weren't for Wudang's rebellion now, I'd be afraid he would have removed the burden on his shoulders long ago.

Above the peak, there was smoke.

Hundreds of Wudang Taoist priests had uniform movements, like a person, moving their feet and fists, their Taoist robe swaying, and the wind and clouds were surging.

The young master, the youngest uncle in Wudang Mountain, created his own 108 styles.

Now, Li Yuxun has been simplified into seventy-two styles.

In this way, not only did not lose the essence of the Great Dao, but instead became more and more round in yin and yang.

Even the Taoist boy who has just climbed the mountain can finish the fight without any effort.

After Hong Xixiang stepped into the land god, she left the legendary Qi Xianxia, ​​known as the little Lu Zu, far behind.

So he gave the sword of Lu Zu, which had been hanging high above the eaves of Wudang, to him.

The little Lu Zu Qi's fairy tale was alone, and Wudang came to match the sword for Lu Zu.

Li Yufu put his hands on the sleeves of the Taoist robe, and he was a little unconvinced.

I thought to myself that when I was accomplished, I would definitely get the sword back.

Suddenly, Li Yufu asked softly:

"The teacher uncle is really the reincarnation of Lu Zu and Qi Xuanjian?"

On the side, his master Yu Xingrui smiled and said:

"Probably true, don't care."

Yu Xingrui patted this, and personally led the disciple who went to Wudang Mountain from the East China Sea to the shoulders, and said softly:

"You kid, you follow the character of your teacher and your master. You can eat and sleep, which is a great blessing."

Li Yufu scratched his head, showing a bit of silly appearance.

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Jing'an Prince's Mansion.

It is said that Princess Pei is dedicated to meditation and has not shown up for a long time. The already deserted royal palace becomes even more desolate.

The sky is cloudy but not rainy, and it is cool but not cold, just like a woman who wants to speak but stops.

Under the rain, several people in the world knew that King Jing'an and the prince had long been replaced.

Valley Burn

The lush reed marsh outside the city has sprouted after the fire.

Wildfires cannot be burned, and spring breezes will grow again, that's it.

I believe that it will not take long to reproduce the scene of white furnishings flying thousands of miles, which is fascinating.

It’s a pity that Princess Jing'an, who comes here every year, will never come again.

Today, Zhao Xun, the prince of King Jing'an, was in the capital and suddenly received a rush of 100 miles:

King Zhao Heng of Jing'an died suddenly and died of a stubborn disease!

Princess Pei Nanwei, Jing'an, committed suicide in love!

The news came to the capital, and all the civil and military officials were shocked.

Rumor has it that when Zhao Xun heard this bad news, he vomited blood and fainted.

On that day, the loving kindness was in great magnanimity.

The emperor issued an order, and Zhao Xun inherited the inheritance and King Jing'an.

He became the second prince of the seven vassal kings to be allowed to be hereditary.

Zhao Xun was in the palace and thanked His Majesty the Emperor, and quickly returned to Xiangfan.

After meeting Lu Xu, the first counselor of the royal palace, he began to wear mourning clothes.

It's late at night and people are quiet.

Zhao Xun, who had become the new vassal king of the dynasty, sat alone in the mourning hall with expressionless faces, slowly threw handfuls of yellow paper into the brazier.

After the mourning period was over, he asked the maid to serve, put on the robes of the vassal king, waved his hand and left, stood alone in the room, waiting quietly for something.

If someone watches, the prince will be incomprehensible at this moment.

Because there was no more sadness on his face.

A trace of success appeared on the corner of my mouth, which was fleeting, instantly restrained, and was hidden very well.

Lu Xu stood outside the door. Although he was blind, he could only reach the mood of the people inside the house.

It can be said that not only the one in the house, even the number one strategist in the royal palace, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The owner's plan ended perfectly!

His Majesty the Emperor issued an order that the throne of Jing'an was inherited and the power was handed over, and everything was decided.

Now, everything is ready, only the east wind is not available.

Not long after, a masked man in black suddenly appeared in the house at some point behind King Jing'an.

King Jing'an slowly turned around, bowed his hands and said:

"Waiting for the helm!"

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Capital.

The woman from Beiliang, Yan Dongwu, accompanied the second young master of Beiliang out of the city in college, and witnessed him killing with his own eyes, decisive and cruel.

But in the end, he still didn't want to marry Xu Fengnian, the world's number one playboy.

In the end, he decided to marry into the imperial family.

Before, Xu Qianqiu thought that there might be some stories between his younger brother Xu Fengnian and this Yan Dongwu.

Unexpectedly, Yan Dongwu finally failed to fall in love with his younger brother.

Once you enter the palace, no matter what your identity was before, you will be unable to help you from now on.

Today, my younger brother Yan Chiji and Kong Wuchi visited together.

Yan Dongwu's depressed mood finally improved a little.

She chose to marry the elegant and restrained fourth prince.

This prince's husband was too much fun-loving.

Moreover, he is obsessed with poetry, painting and musical instruments.

Yan Dongwu sometimes thinks about it and comforts himself. For women, this is no longer a complaint about wealth.

After the two became husband and wife, they respected each other as guests.

Yan Dongwu was also content and was loyal to himself.

Therefore, the mansion is in charge of the affairs, maids and servants, and every time I see the princess, I always feel close and kind.

I secretly praised him and I am worthy of being a lady from a noble family.

The little grudge she was born in Beiliang was also wiped out.

Yan Dongwu had poetry and books in his belly, and the fourth prince was also very satisfied.

Today, together with Yan Dongwu, he received his brother-in-law Yan Chiji and the Kong Wuni who was well-known in the capital.

In the capital, the fourth prince is known for his lack of airs.

Today, we hosted two peers, and gave them enough face and personally served tea and water.
Chapter completed!