After the rain, the sky clears up and the sky is clear.
People came and went again on the road, but the road was muddy and it was inconvenient to walk. In addition, there were people riding fast horses without scruples, splashing mud and water, which caused shouting from time to time.
The horses' hooves trampled and the ground shook.
"Here we go again, here we go again." A passerby who had just been splashed with mud shouted angrily, "Why are there so many people riding horses today?"
What can I blame? I blame myself for not having a car or a horse, I deserve it.
Passers-by looked at the carriage next to them and were jealous.
The people in the carriage also lifted the curtains and looked at passers-by, smiling triumphantly at passers-by. Although the carriage was splashed with a lot of mud, they were well-dressed and couldn't help it. This was their fate.
"Step aside!"
Not only were the horses' hooves rolling behind him, but there were also shouts and shouts.
Not only was the horse riding very arrogant, the passers-by looked back and took a breath when they saw it. The road behind them looked like dark clouds rolling in.
This group of people are all dressed in black, but there is a golden light shining in the black, which is the gold thread pattern embroidered on the black clothes, and there is a faint light shining in the golden light, which is the waist knife hanging at the waist.
Seeing this group of people, without waiting for the second shout to get out of the way, people on the road exploded.
"Du Cha Si——" The low voices gathered together and the voices became louder.
Accompanied by the sound, people on the road jumped to both sides.
At this time, it is much more convenient for people who do not ride horses or cars. They can reach the roadside in three or two steps, but the carriage and horses have to work hard. The driver has to change the direction, the weight of the carriage is slow, and the horse pulling the carriage is frightened and panicked by the atmosphere.
Difficult to control——
During this delay, the team of men and horses arrived in front of them, and without making it too difficult for the carriages and horses, the four people in the lead reined up their horses and raised their hooves, and at the same time drew out their spears and flicked them.
Accompanied by the neighing of the horses and the screams of people, the cart and the horse were lifted up and thrown to the roadside.
The horse neighed and broke free from the reins, and the cart fell to the ground with its wheels in the air. The driver and the people in the cart fell out of the cart and fell headfirst into the mud.
"Help -" the people in the mud nest shouted.
Horse hooves rumbled past, no one came to take their lives, and no one came to save them. There were only people and horses honking and making noise all around, and there were even gloating laughter after seeing the miserable situation of the horses and cars here.
"Stop lying down and get up."
"The Yin soldiers have passed——"
Being able to call out Yin soldiers means that this group of people has indeed passed, otherwise who would dare to call them that.
The people who rolled out of the carriage looked up from the muddy water, helpless and angry.
"It's really unlucky." He said, "If I had known I was going to encounter the Yin soldiers, I shouldn't have taken the car."
In the third year of Jianping's reign, the emperor suddenly fell ill. The prince of Jin, who was enfeoffed abroad, together with Liang Si, the general of the Northern Navy, thought that the emperor was sending a good prescription. They first trapped and killed the prince, and then quietly killed him in the capital.
Fortunately, someone in the Northern Navy noticed it in time, killed General Liang Si with one blow, and led the Northern Navy to encircle and suppress the King of Jin, thus preventing the Great Zhou Dynasty from falling into chaos.
But this incident still greatly stimulated the emperor, and his condition worsened. Before his death, he named the prince's younger brother, the sixth prince, as his successor.
Although all the principal culprits in the Prince Jin's rebellion were confiscated and exterminated, the loss of their father and brother deeply hurt the Sixth Prince. He felt that the court's control was too negligent and that the conspiracy of Prince Jin and Liang Si was not investigated at all, so he started from
The Yushitai was divided into a division that was responsible for supervision, named the Ducha Division.
The Ducha Division has three thousand soldiers and guards. With the emperor's driving title, it is not restricted by the three divisions. In just four years, it has swept through the Great Xia. No matter whether it is a noble family, a high official or a prince or a princess, no matter it is day or midnight, as long as they are attacked by them
If you knock on the door, your family will be destroyed.
Because they are so fierce and fierce, they are privately called Yin Si, and their people are called Yin soldiers.
Of course, this title can only be spoken privately.
Once the Censor Zhongcheng called "Yinsi" in the court, and the Governor of the Ducha Division who was also in court at that time - in terms of official rank, the Censor Zhongcheng was his superior, but the Governor of the Ducha Division didn't say a word, took off his sword and slapped it with the back of the sword.
He slapped Master Zhongcheng in the face.
Zhongcheng, an important minister of the late emperor and over sixty years old, fell to the ground with blood on his face.
The Governor of the Inspectorate Department said something to disturb His Majesty, and the minister retired first, but he even picked up Lord Zhongcheng and left the court.
The young emperor sat on the dragon throne without saying a word.
Seeing Master Zhongcheng's blood dragging long traces on the ground, and then looking at the back of the Governor of Duchasi, the whole court was silent.
The Commander-in-Chief of the Ducha Division was born in the Northern Navy.
It was the adopted son of Liang Si, the great general who conspired against him.
Liang Si had no children, so he adopted eight adopted sons, all of whom were brave and good at fighting. The most favored eighth son was known as Liang Bazi.
In the third year of Jianping, Liang Bazi chopped off the head of his adoptive father Liang Si with one sword to suppress the rebellion of the court and stop the King of Jin from plotting rebellion.
After the new emperor ascended the throne, Liang Bazi was transferred from the Northern Navy to the governor of the Ducha Division. The emperor gave him the surname Huo and the name Lian.
Huo, the emperor hoped that he would be as brave as the champion Hou Huo.
Lotus, it is said that Liang Bazi was an abandoned child picked up from the river by Liang Si. At that time, he was placed in swaddling clothes and floated in the lotus leaves.
Liang Bazi was able to chop off the head of his adoptive father who was kind to him in upbringing without blinking an eye. Do you dare to ask if he can show mercy to the head of someone who didn't even have the kindness to upbring him?
No one can control him except the emperor.
At present, the emperor does not want to control it.
Inspector Si Bingwei rolled away like a dark cloud, and people on the road looked at their backs with horror in their eyes.
"Why did these underworld soldiers appear in our Luo City?"
"I wonder who's going to be in trouble here."
"Is he the prefect of Luocheng?"
Seeing these people walking in, the prefect of Luocheng cursed in his heart that it was bad luck, and quickly thought about how generous the gift he would give to Governor Huo, the Inspector General, this year.
"Why are the adults here?" he asked enthusiastically, "What orders do you have?"
The magistrate of a city is a virtuous and upright person selected by the imperial court to accept the opinions of the world. Even after entering the capital and entering the court, he can stand up straight and speak. But now he is facing a few guards to fawn over him, which is really embarrassing.
The leading soldier said in a deep voice: "The governor passed by here and lost something."
The prefect of Luocheng was shocked.
Governor? That scourge, no, Huo Lian is here in person! Good fellow, is this a scourge of the princely and noble level?
Lost something? Can Dudu Huo's things be lost? Is this a hint that he wants money?
The prefect of Luocheng calmed down his racing heart and asked, "I wonder what it is? How much is it worth?"
Bingwei opened a painting: "It's of no value, it's just a weapon, but -" he looked at the prefect, "if you can't find it, the governor won't leave."
Good guy, the prefect of Luo City couldn't even see what was in the painting.
He understood, it meant that the value was a city.
All the officials and dignitaries in Luo City are dead!
When a group of soldiers entered the government office, more soldiers were already scattered around, entering towns and villages, searching every inch.
Everyone in the towns and villages was frightened. They didn’t know whose house was going to be raided. It seemed like everyone’s house was going to be raided.
Fortunately, before I actually entered the house, a few feet stepped on a piece of grass on a forest path, revealing a dark iron tool.
"Found it!" they shouted in surprise.
One of them bent down and picked up the iron tool stained with soil from the grass.
Under the sunlight, the lines outlined on the iron body glow faintly.
Bingwei grabbed one end and pulled it hard, and a sword appeared in front of him.
This is a six-foot sword with a simple and plain blade and the word "Nine Needles" engraved on it.
"That's right." Bingwei looked at the words on it and breathed a sigh of relief, "That's the sword."
He put the sword back into its scabbard and looked around again.
"Why did you fall here? Where is this place?"
A soldier was also looking around and said, "I remembered that the governor stopped here at that time."
Have you stopped? Bingwei was slightly startled, and then he saw a ruined temple looming at the end of the forest in front of him, and his expression suddenly dawned.
