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Chapter 173 Revenge against Yang Guang (End Chapter 8)

Before Li Yuan's army officially attacked Daxing City, Li Shimin took Liu Wenjing, who had just returned from the grasslands to the Han Dynasty, with his great talents and great strategies for governing the country, his invincible military strategy, and his approachable demeanor, one by one.

Visited He Panren, Li Zhongwen, Xiang Shanzhi, Qiu Shi and other heroes in Guanzhong who had been surrendered by Li Hongyu.

Liu Wenjing, on the other hand, was responsible for telling everyone in a subtle way: "It is impossible for a woman to be the emperor."

From the moment the red sun rose to the sky full of stars, Li Shimin took the trouble to open a door, lift a curtain, and close them again. In the gaze of every hero, in the bright or dark light and shadow, he left a firm and powerful streak.

The back figure walking into the distance.

After this, a strange record was made in the history books - when the people of the world came, Li Zhongwen, Xiang Shanzhi and the bandits in Guanzhong all asked to surrender.



At dusk, in Li Hongyu's camp, groups of soldiers were ready and riding tall horses. Not long ago, Li Zhongwen, who had been immersed in the grace and grace of the Guanzhong goddess, bowed his hand towards Li Hongyu. The shadows of him and the horses were reflected in the sunset.

Cast a long darkness.

When he turned around and left, his whole body was coated with a golden light.

Chen Yingying threw a small stone towards the distance where he was walking and scratched Li Zhongwen's shoulder. Li Zhongwen didn't even look back and walked away slowly.

Chen Yingying turned to look at Li Hongyu, who seemed to have fulfilled her obligation to see off her friends and turned back to her tent, "You just don't care? Let them go!"

"The human heart has gone, but only the physical body remains. It is better to be beautiful as an adult than to do it by force."

"But I'm not willing to give in." Chen Yingying stayed where she was, not moving at all, like a person who refuses to go home when the sunset is approaching, "Will you? How much hard work we put in in Guanzhong..."

Li Hongyu suddenly stopped and turned around. The golden light also fell on her bright smiling face: "The dancing horse is still there."

Chen Yingying was stunned.



The night was as dark as ink. Liu Wenjing opened the door of the horse dancing tent and sneaked in. As usual, he exchanged greetings with the awakened disciple who he dug into the Tang Pagoda and watched him leave with his own eyes, and then told him

A piece of news that made it difficult for him to calm down——

Yuwen Jianxue, Liu Wenjing's close comrade-in-arms who was dancing horses, rode a fast horse to Jiangdu where Yang Guanglong was lying before Jinyang's army marched to Daxing. Liu Wenjing had been persuading her to be patient enough. Sooner or later, Duke Tang would meet

Going south to Jiangdu.

Yuwen Jianxue's answer was: "Is Mr. Tang willing to bear the reputation of regicide?"

After a pause, he continued: "Did Guild Tang allow me to kill the tyrant with my own hands?"

Liu Wenjing was speechless. Suddenly one night, Yu Wenjian Snowman left the room empty, leaving only a plain note:

[Wu Langjun said that if I want to take revenge, next April will be the last chance. Although I don’t know the reason, I always believe it. In recent days, I have had a vague but clear premonition in my heart, as if

I will lose the things I consider my life and I will regret it for the rest of my life.

This feeling becomes clearer and stronger as time goes by. After thinking about it, I think the source of this feeling can only be in Jiangdu, and the tyrant's life is probably not long. I can't wait for the army to sail to Jiangdu, so please forgive me.

Disciple’s willfulness.]

Wu Ma held Yuwen Jianxue's note in her hand and looked at it repeatedly to confirm that it was her refreshing font. Back in the grasslands, such fonts were neatly arranged in a letter written by Yuwen Jianxue to Wu Ma.

It tells the story of this aloof girl's fear and helplessness about the curse that the dancing horse carries and the danger of her life at any moment.

After leaving that letter, she took it upon herself to go deep into the vast desert to find a way to break the curse for the dancing horse, and almost had her body buried in the endless sand of the desert. In this way, she left another letter without saying goodbye.

This is Yuwen Jianxue’s cute habit.

"Your disciple went to Jiangdu to seek death. If you don't come to help, why are you looking for me?"

"Didn't you always say that you wanted to help her get revenge?" Liu Wenjing slapped the table, "A manly man, you keep your word... Now that Daxing is about to attack the city, how can I have time to go south."

"Your talent for fighting is not very good," Wu Ma shook his head, "In the future, you should stay less involved in fighting matters, or you may risk your life."

"You fart!"

As soon as the word "fart" came out, the candle on the two people's table jumped and almost went out. The two people's faces darkened in that moment of movement, like cold corpses in the coffin. They shivered together.



Wu Ma decided to go south to Jiangdu and informed Li Hongyu of this decision. It was another red moon night, and this time there was no need to wait for Li Hongyu to sneak into Wu Ma's tent in the middle of the night. Wu Ma went over first wearing his cassock.

They opened a big hole on the roof of the tent to let the red moonlight shine down without any obstruction. When Li Hongyu threw herself on Wu Ma enthusiastically, Wu Ma pressed her chest and told her to wait, and told her,

He will go south to Jiangdu to help a good friend get revenge.

"Who is your best friend?"

"Yuwen Jianxue—you probably don't recognize him."

There was a moment of silence.

"Who is the enemy?"

"Yang Guang."

After repeatedly stating to Wu Ma that Yang Guang was by no means as incompetent and mediocre as people thought, and that he was a rare martial arts master in the world, he could not dispel the idea of ​​going south at all. Li Hongyu's face gradually lost its luster, and her originally bright eyes became a little bit

Her energy had faded, and her ears seemed to be no longer functioning properly. The dancing horse called over and over again, but she couldn't get any response from her.

Not long after, dark clouds covered the red moon in the sky. Li Hongyu's body trembled suddenly, as if he had been hit by an invisible punch. He was blank for a while, looking around the entire tent with blurred eyes, as if looking for someone lost.

things.

When she looked at Wu Ma again, her eyes became cold and unfamiliar, as if she had never shared those private and beautiful moments with Wu Ma in the middle of the night. She said to Wu Ma: "Just go away. From now on.

From the moment Chai Shao left Hedong, I knew I could live without anyone."


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