At the tenth day of the summer solstice, it is extremely hot in the vast Gobi desert in the northwest, and it is difficult to see any green in the desert for thousands of miles. If outsiders have long been shunned by this scene, only those who are running for a living would be unlucky enough to go out at this time.
There were two people in a group, riding horses, with cloths wrapped around their heads, and guys on their waists, and they were cursing.
The person on the left weighed the water bag, listened to the sound, and said with a sad look on his face: "Brother-in-law, let's go back today. Who has nothing to do and is wandering around outside at this time?"
As soon as he heard this, the man on the right hit him with a scabbard on his head and said, "What do you know? Do you know what it means to do what you do and love what you do? High risks lead to high rewards."
"But, brother-in-law, what do you mean about us..." The voice stopped suddenly. He pointed at the large piece of smoke and dust in front of him and said tremblingly: "Brother-in-law, look, there are so many people here. Could they be horse thieves?"
Bar!"
"I really despise you, what are you afraid of! We are the horse thieves!"
He yelled and took out the knife from his waist. He was about to shout twice before hitting the horse, but suddenly he felt something was wrong and quickly stopped his stupid brother.
"go back."
With these two concise words, the man turned around and was about to run away, but suddenly realized that the sword light had arrived.
With two plops, they both fell off their horses. After two twitches, there was no more movement. The man who drew the sword rode on the horse and left without looking back.
There was a thunderous sound of horse hooves, and several people behind them stopped to take a look at the two corpses on the ground. One of them, a lanky man, asked the swordsman: "These two people didn't do anything wrong, so why kill them."
"If you can't see it, kill it." The swordsman wiped his sword with his sleeves, and then he saw that the red and white clothes on his body came from this.
"Kill him or her, brother, don't waste time on such a trivial matter."
Seeing that the two of them seemed to be about to quarrel over this matter, another middle-aged man with a mustache came out and stood in between them: "We still have more than ten miles to go, and there will be plenty of time for you to argue when we get there."
The swordsman and the lanky man stopped talking, and the group started marching again.
In this desolate land in the northwest, there are many people like them, and these people are all heading towards the same place, which is Mobei City.
As its name suggests, the city is located in the northwest desert, on the border of the imperial court, and beyond is the territory of foreigners.
The power of the imperial court is limited. Generally speaking, the closer to the border, the weaker the power of the imperial court. Like Mobei City, it is even more out of reach.
In the conflict between good and evil in the world, the devil has always looked down on the righteous sects. Even those righteous sects and mountain gate dojos have chosen the feng shui treasure land with beautiful mountains, clear waters and beautiful bells and souls.
But the more good this place is, the stronger the presence of the imperial court. If you want to live in peace, you have to compromise and bow to the imperial court to a certain extent.
On the other hand, the demons, although they are located in barren land with poor mountains and rivers, can be free and unrestrained. Although the court's laws are strict, they can't control them in this remote place.
Today, Mobei is full of demons, with three sects and nine sects of demons gathered one after another. Since the King of Swords and the ten evil men were killed by the righteous one after another, they have inadvertently become rats crossing the street. This makes these unruly people with eyes higher than their heads.
How can the elders endure it?
Compared with the alliance formed by mutual compromise between the righteous path, the demonic path is a pure mess. They have always fought on their own and have no intention of joining forces.
The so-called battle between good and evil five years ago was just a battle between the Wandao Sect and a few of the people it had made friends with, and against several major sects of the right path.
The reason is also very simple. Demonic people are often surly and domineering, and they never like to be subordinate to others. Most of them are like the top ten evil people, in groups of three or five, such as Wandao Sect and Xuantian Sect, which gather people by sects.
It can be said that there are very few people who dominate one area.
However, the demons are not all lunatics and fanatics. Although they don't like to bow to others, they have always been proud of themselves and pride themselves on the demons. Now that the Huangfu family is suppressing the demons to gain the limelight, there are not many people who can't stand it.
You don't need anyone else to organize it, you just need someone to take the lead. The day when these demons will cause chaos in Jiangnan is not far away.
On this day, all the famous bosses in the devil's path gathered in Mobei. Looking around, there were bandits who said they were good, there were Toutuo who drank and drank a lot of meat, there were Taoist priests who talked crazy, and there were murderers.
A ruthless scholar.
"Trapped the Huangfu family!"
In an instant, the crowd was excited and wildly lit up the midsummer fireworks, which would light up the sky in the south of the Yangtze River in a short time.
...
Just when the Mobei Demonic Path was holding a swearing-in ceremony unscrupulously, Lu Hanjiang and his party had returned to the capital.
It was still early, so Lu Hanjiang went directly to find the commander Meng Yuan.
Meng Yuan, dressed in a python robe, sat squarely in front of a eucalyptus tablet, with a calm and authoritative face, gray hair on the temples, and a powerful figure, which made people sigh,
The old man is brave and ambitious, but his ambition is thousands of miles.
"I've seen the Commander-in-Chief."
Lu Hanjiang saluted solemnly. For this commander, he had no shortage of etiquette. Meng Yuan had indeed helped him a lot, and this courtesy did not take advantage of him.
"Well, it'll be nice to come back." Meng Yuan's stern expression relaxed a bit.
The commander, Meng Yuan, had a close personal relationship with Lu Shangshu. In addition, Meng Yuan was over fifty, and he already had children and grandchildren around his knees. Lu Hanjiang, a young man who had only been wearing a hat for a few years, regarded him as his nephew.
He stood up and walked to Lu Hanjiang. He was over fifty years old and didn't hunch at all. He didn't need to speak, but he felt a sense of oppression just when he was face to face.
"I wonder why you summoned me back to Beijing?" Lu Hanjiang asked.
"Two things. One is that Qiao Qianhu is scheduled for a trip to the south of the Yangtze River. It's not appropriate to leave you there." Meng Yuan said and glanced at Lu Hanjiang pointedly.
Lu Hanjiang said somewhat innocently: "With these words, your Excellency, are you comparing the official to some kind of flood beast?"
Meng Yuan looked at him and said: "After Jiang Xiao's death, some people said that you were not doing things well."
"I'm not his father, so why should I teach him to be smart?"
"Okay, that's the end of this matter."
Meng Yuan waved his hand and interrupted Lu Hanjiang. He didn't have any little secrets. In the position of Jinyiwei Qianhu, most people are like this. As long as they can understand important matters clearly, he will turn a blind eye.
Besides, Lu Hanjiang was still a junior he valued, so naturally he would not criticize him harshly for this matter. He just reminded him casually, and the matter was considered a thing of the past.
"The second thing is that for His Majesty's birthday banquet, there is a shortage of manpower in the capital, so having you come back can also put more effort into it." Meng Yuan's words sounded nice. The extra effort means that there is a shortage of people to watch the door.
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