Chapter 0723 - Old Past, Turn the Pages Together
"The spirit of the youth is unobstructed."
Li Dangxin seemed to be very satisfied with Ning Chen's reply, and couldn't help nodding frequently.
Ning Chen didn't move on to this.
For him, this is his foundation, his hometown, who dares to ruin the lives of the people and harm the common people.
Naturally, he will not sit idly by.
This is my duty and my responsibility.
Li Beware revealed the topic, and asked another temporary question, "Last time Bai Qi fought Cao Xuanjia, how was the victory?" ”
"Five-five." Ning Chen said.
"In my lifetime, I have cultivated two apprentices, one Xuanjia and one Xuanwu."
Li Dangxin's eyes blinked, and he was quite emotional, "Cao Xuanjia has a wooden personality, honest and obedient, while Zhang Xuanwu is good at calculation, sleek, or exquisite." ”
"It stands to reason that I should prefer Xuanjia, because no matter who is the parent, they all like obedient descendants."
"But ......"
Li Beware changed his words, at first he glanced at Ning Chen twice, and then said in his words, "I don't like Cao Xuanjia. ”
The second time, patted Ning Chen's shoulder.
Ning Chen really didn't fit into Li's clever set.
Can't understand what to say?
I want to hide my shame, and I'm quite bored.
"If one day I am gone, I must smash the Dafeng Dynasty, and I must not let Dafeng Gou live in the world." Li Beware arched his fists with both hands and said earnestly towards Ning Chen.
"Otherwise, Dafeng will become a scourge, especially Dafeng led by Cao Xuanjia."
This look, this posture, quite a temporary orphanage?!
Ning Chen subconsciously put his five fingers together and pointed at Li Jingxin's eyebrows.
But he was separated by Li Beware, "I'm fine for the time being." ”
"I thought you were going to hang up, so I chattered a lot." Ning Chen quipped.
Close to the cliffs.
Li Xiangrong, who ran like a gust of wind, his eyes lit up, and he chased after Ning Chen, "Lao Ning, you can be regarded as winning." ”
Zhao Ling'er stood not far away, standing still.
Ning Chen rubbed Li Xiangrong's little head and smiled without saying a word.
"Why didn't the kitchen knife come down with you?"
Li Xiangrong stood on tiptoe, glanced at Ning Chen's back a few times, and then poked his chin with a puzzled expression.
"Dead." Ning Chen said.
After one side.
It's life and death.
For Li Xiangrong, it may not be possible to fully understand the true meaning of death.
But looking at Ning Chen's lonely gaze, he could guess a thing or two, instinctively holding Ning Chen's right hand, following beside him, silent.
"Li Guoshi, there will be a chance in the future, we will see you again."
Ning Chen arched his fists with both hands and said goodbye.
Lee Beware twisted his white beard and smiled without saying a word.
After this battle was over, he wanted to rush to Honghe immediately to take charge in person, so Ning Chen did not stay for a long time, and after a simple farewell, he set off and returned directly.
Although Li Xiangrong was reluctant to give up, she didn't say anything.
Now that this Ning Zhixiao is dead, the power of the Ning family's royal family is completely lost.
And from the royal city, to the northern territory, they all realized that the young man of the Ning family was going back to his hometown.
Although the Red River is still burning, it continues to burn.
But without the fangs of the Euphorbia Army, Li Chunyang now only dares to stick to the same place, and even has the idea of retiring from the army.
The Seven Swords of the Ning Royal Clan not only destroyed the core soldiers and horses of the Euphorbia Army that he relied on to become famous, but also deeply hurt the morale, and no matter how tired he was, he might be stuck in the quagmire and gradually eaten away by the other party.
Let alone.
The Northern Dynasty was the royal family of Huangfu, who listened to it in the future, and fell into an increasingly fierce division of power.
For three days in a row, no less than 15 urgent secret letters were sent to the barracks.
Throughout the text, the basic meaning is the same, knocking on the side, asking him, the regent, who does he support and who is on which side?
According to the attitude of Huangfu Tai before his death, the next helmsman was replaced by Huangfu Feiyue.
It's a pity that the emperor died too suddenly, and now everything has become variable.
And no one knows which side Li Chunyang wants to support.
In addition, because of Murong Anlan's affairs, the overall cohesion of the family has also been seriously impacted.
Now, except for the Shangguan and Yelu clans, the rest are in an extremely complicated environment.
"After the battle of the Red River, the north will be quiet for a long time." Ning Chen sat in the carriage and muttered to himself.
"It's a pity that I didn't take advantage of the autumn harvest to slaughter Nalan Chitose."
Song Que clenched his fists, a little unwillingly.
Huangfu Taiyi's unexpected death directly implicated the Ning royal family, which caused Ning Chen to dispatch a large army and throw the elite forces that were originally used to deal with the Nalan royal family into the battle of the Red River.
One after the other, the grain and grass were lost, and the soldiers and horses were sharply reduced.
These obvious losses were all imperceptibly changing Ning Chen's original plan.
It's autumn soon.
I can't fight this battle.
Even if you want to take down the Nalan royal family, you can't support it in terms of grain and grass, so you can only wait for Mu Changfeng's second batch of military supplies.
"Fortunately, Ning Zhixiao is dead." Ning Chen sighed.
Song Xiaoxiao nodded, and said with emotion in his tone, "Yes, as soon as Ning Zhixiao dies, who will dare to take over the power of this royal family except for our young marshal?" ”
"Finally home."
Ning Chen held his head in his hands and leaned back.
The former Tianzhong Chang'an boy has been away from his hometown for four or five years, and he will finally return to his hometown.
At the time of his departure, he was a young young marshal recognized by the royal family.
When he came back, he had already transformed into the major forces in the north, and he had to be in awe of the side king!
"Old man, my son didn't disgrace you."
Ning Chen muttered to himself, outlining in his mind the appearance of Ning Zhichuan, walking the birds through the streets and alleys, and unconsciously, the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious.
After Ning Chen fell asleep, Song Que carefully covered Ning Chen with a quilt.
Silence all around.
Only the cars and horses are sparkling.
After saying goodbye to Ning Chen, Li Beware went against the former.
The simple carriage, which was not spacious, was carrying Li Careful and quickly returned to the Dafeng Dynasty.
At this time, Li was careful, sitting cross-legged with his hands overlapped, and his eyes tightly closed.
At a glance from a distance, it has the charm of fairy wind bones.
Pity......
I don't know how long it has been, Li Beware, who opened his eyes repeatedly, first coughed, and gradually his pupils overflowed with terrifying blood.
The movement was so slow that he lifted the corner of the white robe.
Two longitudinal and horizontal knife wounds were cut along the chest and abdomen, deep into the white bones.
"That's how you want me to die."
Li Careful smiled self-deprecatingly, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, bleeding from his facial features, and then bleeding all over his body.
The white robe is replaced by the red robe.
"I have been determined to restore the country all my life, but in the end, I can't even deal with an invincible person, so how can I build a dream of recovering the country?"
Open the folding fan placed in front of him, accompanied by the trembling of the carriage and horse, the next moment, the old national teacher, was bleeding and crying, as if he remembered the eventful past of the year.
Lupine towels.
Strategize.
After more than ten years of hegemony, it is finally time to turn the page.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't send Pranya back, it's up to you."
The feather fan fell.
This life has quietly come to an end.