The gates of Chang'an were all closed, and only the watchman walked through the empty alley and knocked on the bamboo bang from time to time.

A plain satin carriage drove slowly and stopped steadily outside the Shen residence. The steward of the gatekeeper came to greet him with a bench, the groom lifted the lantern and lifted the curtain, and helped Shen Wen out.

Stepping on the bench to get out of the car, Shen Wen took off the crown and pinched his brows tiredly. After entering the house, walked slowly along the long corridor. The only son Shenzhou was waiting in the hall, and he also prepared a bowl of hot noodles to warm the stomach.

"Father, I'm tired." Shen Zhou stood up, similar to Shen Wen, except that he was taller.

Shen Wenwen took a sip of soup from a bowl of grate, and he breathed a long sigh of relief when his stomach was hot. He said: "The will has been decided, Huo Linfeng dispatched Xiganling, and it is estimated that he will leave soon."

Shen Zhou's eyes were heavy, and it was useless to express his opinion, so he remained silent. Shen Wendao added: "I argued for him a few words, which disturbed Chen Ruoyin's happiness." The implication was that Chen Ruoyin represented the emperor, and the emperor would not be happy either.

Shen Zhou was startled: "Father, why?"

Shen asked and replied: "A person who protects the country with his life should not be like this, or he cherishes his talents for his father and can't bear to see that child lose his mind."

Shen Zhou was still shocked, he walked up to Shen Wen, and squatted down: "Father, you can Ding Beihou..."

That's an old thing.

Seventeen years ago, there was a Taifu in the court, named Tang Zhen, whose appearance was also beautiful, his talent was also outstanding, and he was a world-shattering talent. He is more familiar with Qimen's essential techniques, and he has tasted the book "Mirror of Sin".

Tang Zhen was fiercely envied by Chen Ruoyin, but he was cautious, guarded the Chaogang, and served the three princes with all his heart. At that time, the third prince was eight years old. After being taught and trained by Tang Zhen, he stood out among the princes, and it was difficult to hide his edge.

In the same year, things changed suddenly, and Chen Ruoyin exposed Tang Zhen's criminal evidence of conspiracy. Shen Wenwen was stunned, but at this moment he was still terrified, he stretched out his hand tremblingly and put it on Shen Zhou's shoulder.

In just one night, Taifu was not Taifu, and loyal ministers were not loyal ministers. The whole family was slaughtered by the emperor's order. After that, the third prince who lost Tang Zhen was in a state of slump, as if he had changed his personality.

The purpose of becoming emperor has been achieved, and the crown prince will be guaranteed to succeed the throne.

As for He Gan, the Marquis of Dingbei, Tang Zhen knew both civil and military affairs. That night, he fled to Saibei with his wife, and as soon as he left the customs, he met Huo Zhao. Huo Zhao did not know the inside information, but only ordered to kill and put Tang Zhen and his wife in the desert.

It is said that Huo Linfeng was six years old and witnessed the scene with his own eyes. As for the relics left by Tang Zhen, except for the "Nie Mirror", there is nothing else.

The book was kept by Huo Zhao, and there was a small note written by Zhang Suxin in it, with teeny small letters on the face, and there were four proverbs written: If you want to weave a brocade robe of Shu, you must choose a ramie coat.

Signing - rainy night, gift to children.

Tang Zhen had three children, the youngest was only three years old.

The bowl of noodles was so cold that it was not fragrant, Shen Wen asked Shen Zhou to help him, and entered the inner hall through the side door. He had no intention of betraying Huo Zhao's favor, but because of Tang Zhen's abandonment, it was enough to take risks by violating the holy will. But, the character has not been pinned, and the tail has been tucked for more than ten years, so there is still a little gentleman's mind left.

As for what happens after arriving at Xiganling, it depends on Huo Linfeng's good fortune.

In the inn, the guards were on duty changing shifts, standing like an iron wall. Inside the hall, the lights were softly down, the father and son were still asleep, the old man stroked his sword beside the bed, and the little one leaned against the window, beckoning a partridge that fell on the window sill.

"Dad, rest early, and I'll blow the lamp for you." Huo Linfeng said, then paused, "You go to Saibei, and I go to Jiangnan, and I don't know when father and son can get together."

Huo Zhao instructed: "Outside is no better than at home, arrogance is useless, remember to be careful in everything." Putting down his sword, he looked at the lively partridge, a little melancholy, "Remember to write to your mother, this time, she will be heartbroken. ."

When Huo Linfeng heard the words, he was thinking about the Bai family, and his heart was blocked. There are also bells on the weeping lotus posts, which will be difficult to ring day after day. The elder brother, the servant, the old woman with colorful eyes, the people in the city, and the brothers in the ar camp, counted them down.

It must have been his mumbling words in front of the altar, and he was punished.

Huo Linfeng shook his head, threw the partridge on his flying finger, and blew the lamp back to his room. Du Zheng had already packed his luggage, made the bed, set down the tent, and sat on the bedside to watch the night. He lay down gently, turned to his side, and stole Du Zheng's hair on the back of his neck.

"Hey..." Du Zheng murmured, not fully awake.

Huo Linfeng asked, "Idiot, are you willing to go to Jiangnan with me?" If you don't want to, he won't take Du Zheng with him when he leaves tomorrow. After serving him for many years, it's better to go back to Bei'an and be safe.

Du Zheng muttered: "Go, how can you live without me serving you..."

Huo Linfeng laughed and let go, rolled into the bed and said nothing again, his eyes closed and he looked for Duke Zhou. Chen Ruoyin has a saying that is right, once you come, you will be at ease, Shen Wendao said it better, a general talent, and a soldier in the palm of your hand can subvert the world. He weighed these two sentences, took half a stick of incense, and took a steady breath.

The guards exchanged classes twice. At the fifth watch, a team of elite cavalry gathered outside the inn, with a total of 20 people, who were the army sent by the imperial court to Huo Linfeng. The candle breathed, and the cock crowing startled the partridge, and Yi Shui'er's Master Attendant prepared water and carried his clothes, and waited in a line outside the door.

Huo Linfeng didn't open his eyes, his ears moved first, and he scolded in a low voice, "Du Zheng, do you want to suffocate me?"

Du Zheng rubbed his eyes and got up, pushed open the window, and woke up the cold wind. He knew it at a glance, turned back to the bed, and whispered through a layer of veil: "Master, there is a team of soldiers, the middle crown, the official uniform is deep bean green, the white sticker is inside, each riding a saber."

Huo Linfeng knew that the Xiaowei Army seemed to be "protecting" him to go to the south of the Yangtze River. Suddenly, he sat up, staring at him, and nudging his chin arrogantly. Du Zheng understood, opened the door and covered the donkey's skin: "What are you still doing, the general is awake, and Baba is waiting!"

Putting on socks, sealing his waist and kicking boots, Huo Linfeng asked his Master Attendant to serve him transparently, put on a crown, spread his hands, and Du Zheng handed over the Cascade Sword. He strode out of the pavilion, and the courtyard was full. The guards, Xiaowei, and the officials who sent him on the road squeezed the Huo family's iron cavalry to the point of being unable to stand.

"Give way." He said, "First, I respectfully send the Duke of Dingbei on his way."

Upon hearing the order, the Huo family's iron cavalry, who had retreated to the corner, moved in succession, holding the reins and shouting, exuding the spirit of licking blood from the knife edge.

"What's wrong?" Huo Linfeng laughed, with the wickedness of success, "My Huo family's pawns are just lined up in formation, so everyone is scared?"

Everyone was embarrassed. He smiled and stood tall and straight in front of him: "The Huo family's iron cavalry obeys orders and returns to the northern part of the Great Wall, watching all directions and six roads, and protecting the marquis. If anyone commits a crime, the head will be cut off, and there will be no pardon."

A team of iron cavalry responded in unison, and the roar was earth-shattering and powerful.

Everything was arranged, Huo Zhao stepped out of the inn, Huo Linfeng bowed to greet him, supported his horse, and walked out of the gate with the team. It's still a clean street, and it's still a cracked window. The only thing that has changed is that the father and son came together on the same road, but today they went in opposite directions.

Huo Linfeng kicked off the hem of his clothes and knelt down in the street: "—Send the Duke of Dingbei to the fortress." On the horseback, Huo Zhao had a broad figure with his head slightly turned, and glanced at him hurriedly and unable to let go.

Du Zheng clutched his bag and cried, and the people in the cracks of the window sighed softly. The partridge on the branch flapped its wings and flew out for a while, then flew back again, repeating like asking: Why don't you leave...

Dingbeihou's team was far away, Huo Linfeng looked at it, panicked, thinking that it was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

He calmed down, stood up, tugged the sobbing Du Zheng, got on his horse, and had a face-to-face with a group of Xiaowei who didn't know what to do: "Very good, thank the emperor for being sympathetic." , "—Go to Xiganling."

The official road was flat, and the group of officials wore swords, which made passersby avoid it. The Xiganling Mountains are more than a thousand miles away from Chang'an. During this period, the horses were replaced three times, which was a delay.

Nearly half a month later, it was finally less than a hundred miles away from Xiganling. At dusk, when he entered the station to rest, Huo Linfeng stared at the distant mountains for a moment. The green hills are continuous, moist like a fog, half a round of slanting sun hangs, and a red cloud collides with green. The scenery that is there every day is so beautiful that people's hearts are tight.

Laughing at his ignorance, he rolled up his sleeves, grabbed a handful of horse grass and cut it up, and fed his horses himself. Suddenly I heard the rustling behind me, and when I looked back, I saw the carriage swaying lightly, and there was someone tinkering with something hidden under the carriage.

Du Zheng got out and asked for credit after fiddling: "Master, the Xiganling Mountains are not peaceful, I will hide your official seal and official documents in the plywood under the car, so that you will not be afraid of bandits who rob the road, and take precautions before they happen."

"Oh?" Huo Linfeng asked back, "What do you think the odds are of robbing me?"

Du Zheng was stunned for a moment, with a blank expression on his face, knowing that he had done something wrong again, he turned around and fled: "Master, let me see if the dinner is cooked, it can't be without meat and fishy!"

The official seal and the official document stayed, and Huo Linfeng ignored the horse after feeding the horse.

As soon as the night passed, and the morning mist was thick, we hurried on our way, preparing to arrive at Xiganling today. The forest in the south is deep, the trees are dense and the water is full, and it is difficult to walk. The water bag is empty in the afternoon, and everyone is a little tired.

Resting on the spot, Du Zheng went to the lake to replenish water, Huo Linfeng found an old tree and jumped up between the trees and closed his eyes to rest. After a short while, the wind blew the leaves, and he opened his eyes abruptly, pushing aside the layers of leaves to peek southeast.

A gust of wind blew up, the grass and trees in the bushes flew, and saw a blue and blue shadow of the lake circling out!

Twenty Guardsmen immediately drew their knives and fought against each other. That lake blue and blue shadow seemed to have laughter, clear and crisp, with a swaying waist, waving his arms, and his movements were so fast that he could not see the weapon in his hand.

With a puff, Yi Xiaowei dropped his knife and fell to the ground. Blood came out and dyed the green grass red, and it was turned into gold by the sunshine. The lake blue figure stopped, his back rushed towards the person, his face was half turned, and the corner of his mouth was hooked in an unhappy manner. Only then did he see clearly that he was holding a pair of cold iron machetes in his negative hand.

Xiao Wei asked, "Who is coming?!"

That Hulan Biying replied: "I..." The ending sound was long, as if a child was acting like a spoiled child, turned around lightly, and swayed twenty chirps as youthful.White-faced, with raised eyebrows and flying eyes, there is a hint of cunning and naughty in his delicacy, just like a willful and frivolous little boy.

Huo Linfeng saw it clearly, but didn't move, waiting for the other party to report his name.

Just listen to the man's tone of voice: "Listen! I am the jade-faced machete - the little god of wealth, Lu Zhun."