Chu Yue did not help the old patriarch who was saluting, but bowed his waist and cupped his hands and said: "Welcome to you, my juniors, the old patriarch has returned to his home to strengthen my family and raise the spirit of our army. I hope that one day, everyone will see the light, and everyone will be able to see the light."
You can shine on the road of martial arts!"
An old man and a young man saluted each other in this small teahouse.
Many years have passed between them, but they are both walking the same path.
Today's wind blew through Imperial Street and lifted the bamboo curtain of the teahouse.
The two looked at each other and smiled, seeing in each other's eyes a bright future and a new martial arts continent.
All the beautiful things are in the darkness and bloodshed of the past, and also in the longing for the future.
The girl is bright and flamboyant, and has the air of a general.
Wearing a bright red gown, she looks bright and beautiful.
The old man looks like a lonely old man with a gray face, but he has an extraordinary temperament.
Chu Yue helped the old patriarch sit down, raised his chin slightly, his eyes were rippling, and he said with meaning: "Master Han, after listening to you for so long, is it time to come out?"
The old patriarch was full of surprise.
I saw a man dressed in purple robes and fine clothes, with deep eyes, overflowing with nobility, and a face as handsome as a crown jewel.
He came from behind the bamboo curtain and said in a meaningful tone: "It seems that nothing can be hidden from General Wu Ling, but..."
Han Jin lowered his eyes and smiled softly.
"The old patriarch of the Mu Mansion has been missing for sixty years, so there must be something hidden. General Wu Ling has reunited with the old patriarch and knows that there are ears on the wall, so how can he not be on guard?"
The man's long and narrow eyes are like an ancient pool that has existed for thousands of years, and are richer than the abyss.
At this moment, the shopkeeper left and came back.
"Girl, the tea you asked for has arrived. This is the best Fufeng Willow Leaf Tea in the hotel. The tea leaves are all young buds. I'll give it to you."
The store owner said politely: "As for the hundred portions of chicken drumsticks, someone from the restaurant will deliver them later. There are too many and we can't get them all at once. Please forgive me, girl."
"Well, let's serve tea."
Chu Yue tapped her fingertips on the table.
Han Jin sat down at the tea table, his eyes a little deeper.
The old patriarch looked at Chu Yue and then at Han Jin, narrowing his eyes and thinking for a long time.
Perhaps something had occurred to him, and the old patriarch was shocked.
It turns out that this pot of Fufeng Willow Leaf Tea was prepared for Han Jin!
Chu Yue held the teapot in her hand, poured tea into the cup, and said quietly:
"Mr. Han is a man of brilliance and grace. Naturally, he will not come here just to listen to others."
"Since Mr. Han knows that the current Beizhou is no longer the stable situation it was yesterday, if the Han family does not make the right decision, then the Nangong family of yesterday will become the Han family of today."
"Mr. Han, you are prepared for danger in times of peace. You want to cooperate with your old enemy, Mu Mansion. As a descendant of Mu Mansion, of course I have to show my utmost sincerity. How can I be on guard against you?"
"So, is Young Master Han satisfied with this sincerity?"
Chu Yue pushed the cup filled with tea in front of Han Jin.
This cup of tea means covenant.
Han Jin stared at it for a long time and laughed out loud.
Then, without hesitation, he picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.
He elegantly showed the bottomed cup to the young and old in front of him: "The old patriarch, General Wuling, takes this tea as an alliance. I hope that in the future, Beizhou, Mu and Han will coexist, and my grandfather and old uncle will be able to coexist."
intimate friendship."
"Mr. Han, if you don't speak secretly, how many Han family dead soldiers, government soldiers, elite warriors and soldiers in the military aircraft department can you mobilize?"
Chu Yue got straight to the point.
Han Jin frowned, then raised his eyes: "Everyone in the Han family can be mobilized. One person, Han, is enough."
Chu Yue pulled her lips and smiled.
What a storm.
It finally rolled up in the peaceful Beizhou.
I just hope that when the weather is calm, there will still be old friends by my side.
Chu Yue picked up the tea in the cup, paid respect to Han Jin, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Everyone in the Mu Mansion will listen to my orders. During the Dragon Slaying Banquet, my Mu Mansion will be the largest in Beizhou."
Chu Yue lowered the tea cup and placed it on the table: "Mr. Han, happy cooperation."
“A pleasure to work with.”
"..."
The old patriarch was really shocked when he saw the two smart young men who acted resolutely, had words in their words and had a perfect understanding of each other.
The old man looked at Chu Yue deeply.
It turns out that peeking behind the wall and looking up close are two completely different feelings.
Tell the old patriarch intuitively.
Ye Chuyue.
She will do a big thing at the Dragon Slaying Banquet.
Chu Yue glanced at Han Jin and curled her lips slightly.
The Hongmen Banquet and Nangong Xiong's death were a wake-up call for the remaining three major families.
Since she can kill Nangong Xiong in Dongge in a rage, how long the heads of the other three will stay on their necks depends on her mood.
Those three people were naturally panicked.
Chu Yue condensed her eyes and looked out the window of the teahouse.
Dragon-slaying feast——
Really looking forward to it.
...
The alliance between Mu and Han has been concluded.
Han Jin was a smart man, so he stopped staying in the teahouse.
The remaining time was left to the old patriarch and new general of Mu Mansion.
"Now, there is no one around. Could the old patriarch tell me why he disappeared for sixty years?"
Chu Yue asked: "The younger generation knows that the old patriarch must have hidden secrets, but only when the old patriarch tells the truth can the younger generation have a direction."
"General, have you ever heard of these four words?" the old patriarch said.
Chu Yue's eyes dimmed instantly.
She said nothing and just continued to drink tea.
He didn't put the cup down until his stomach was filled with tea.
She smiled self-deprecatingly, her eyes suddenly moistened, and she looked at the old patriarch with a slightly reddened voice, her voice trembling: "Is it... that he is... a master of great power?"
"Exactly."
The old patriarch closed his eyes: "When I was in my prime, the four major families in the past were just as bright as a grain of rice. How could they compare to the light of the sun and the moon in Mu Mansion? At that time, besides Mu Jun, the three most famous families in Mu Mansion were
The army, among which is the current Agni Fire Army, and the other two are the Dingguo Army and the Beishenwei trained by Lao Ruo!"
"That year something happened to the Demonic Flame in the East, and there was a rebellion organized by a foreign army organized by warriors."
"I led the Dingguo army to annihilate the foreign troops and kill them all. In the end, none of my hundred thousand Dingguo troops survived."
"It's really ridiculous."
"I ran thousands of miles and used my lord's treasure to bring my hundred thousand souls of Dingguo heroes back to my homeland. I returned to the imperial capital at the feet of the emperor, but I was hunted for dozens of months."
"After losing his hamstrings and hand tendons, he fled for ten months and finally returned to his homeland. He wanted to see the monarch of Beizhou to express his grievances in October."
"I never thought that it would be a coincidence to learn that the monarch of Beizhou met with the dead man who was chasing the old man. What a trick of fate."
At this point, the old patriarch's eyes were red and congested.
He smiled, but his eyes became redder and redder.
Hot tears flowed down.
Drops fell into the cup.
He looked at Chu Yue painfully: "General, although I am alone and have lived alone for sixty years, I am not lonely. On my back are a hundred thousand heroic souls who have established the country. I still want to work for them.
Justice."
"I know this, they will die with their eyes open, unwilling to cross the Naihe Bridge, and unwilling to be reincarnated."
"They were guarding Huangquan Road, waiting for this justice for sixty years. I still haven't given it to them in the end. I feel ashamed of my ancestors in the Mu family. They lingered for sixty years just for the sake of justice."