In the north.

Wherever a certain scale of the city is reached, there is basically a city defense team, which is paraded 24 hours a day.

However, Wang Cheng has the strictest precautions in this regard.

Although it has entered the wax moon season, the soldiers who joined the army have not been disbanded on a large scale, and only a small part of the team has returned to their hometowns to visit relatives.

The Forbidden City was established with the Imperial Palace.

5,000 people as standard.

Responsible for the security and order of the entire royal city.

According to the previous plan, this mansion was first handed over to Ning Hetu to be in charge, and then transferred to Ning Zhixiao halfway, and then, with Ning Chen saying goodbye, it is now under the care of other clansmen.

A cold wind whistled by.

After being swept into the sky, the flying snow, ups and downs, going around and around, has become a particularly unique landscape.

A group of teams that took over the city defense, after roughly inspecting the security of the perimeter, stood at the head of the city, like a door god, upright.

The Ningzi King Banner blends into one color with the flying snow.

It's another ordinary day, and it won't be long before the night falls, and the royal city should be lively again.

As the saying goes, life in the world is a kind of cultivation, not seeking strong winds and waves, earth-shattering, a lifetime of peace and security, no illness and no disasters is a rare and valuable blessing.

For many ordinary people who settled in the Forbidden City, or ordinary soldiers, the deeds of those noble people who stood at the top were too far away from them after all.

The most important thing is to live your own life.

A rare goshawk circled over the city, tore its throat and roared twice, and then completely disappeared into the sky.

"Yang Laosan, when will you take leave to go home? I heard that your daughter-in-law is going to give birth to a baby? ”

Standing in a column at the head of the city, a sturdy old man in his early forties bumped his elbow into a rough-looking man in his early twenties next to him.

It is estimated that he is too anxious to look up, obviously in his early twenties at the age of fighting, he was called Yang Laosan by his colleagues.

But everyone has a fateful friendship and doesn't care about that.

"Go, go, the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry."

The man who was called Yang Laosan was annoyed to push the old man, muttering and complaining, but in fact he had a smile on his face.

"This year's snow is really big, as the old saying goes, Ruixue is a good year, I think next year will be a good day."

The old pawn diverted the topic and reached out to take a piece of velvet snow that fell into his palm, looking satisfied.

Yang Laosan seemed to be still immersed in his daughter-in-law, who had not yet given birth, pouted, and decided, "In three or five days, I will ask the Duhufu for leave and go back to take care of her." ”

"Have you decided on a name?" The old man asked casually.

The young man rubbed his hands together and shook his head in embarrassment.

In this life, in addition to killing the enemy and fighting the world, I don't know a single character at all.

If he had known a few words, he would have been able to mix up a small official position with his military merits.

It's a pity, but there's nothing to complain about.

Getting back to the point, the man continued to rub his rough big hands, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he asked the old man next to him, "Didn't you brag that you had studied for a few years?" Why don't you get one? ”

The old pawn was waiting for this sentence, and after hearing it, he immediately smiled.

Just as he was about to show off the ink in his stomach, the void suddenly opened a dazzling white light, like a waterfall across the sky, from far and near, quickly swept towards the city.

Rumble!

The accumulated snow for more than a month directly set off a huge wave in the air, and the entire city wall trembled slightly when it was shocked.

"Who dares to trespass on the Forbidden King City?"

With a loud shout, the team that reacted quickly began to assemble head-on and defend.

However, the prepared white light was so fast that it was terrifying, and the team that had not yet formed a formation was suddenly hit in all directions by a splash of snow.

The next moment.

A young man in a white coat was raising his head and staring quietly at the swaying Ningzi Wang Banner above his head.

"Although the world is big, where is it, I can't go to the purple sparrow?"

The young man turned his back to the crowd and smiled lightly.

Rumble!

A second dull voice came one after another.

The servant who was old and had a sketched figure changed his temperament in an instant, like a cheetah running at the limit, leaping into the air, and actually fell behind the young man.

Straightened his waist slightly, and nodded his head at the young man, "In this broken place, there are not many masters, and there are a bunch of messy ordinary people." ”

"Look at this royal banner again, it has nothing to show for it, what are you doing here? Shame. ”

After chattering a few words, the old servant poked out his fingers under the clear indication of the young man.

He wanted to cut down the flag.

The military has always paid attention to honor, especially in the face of the banner of the king of the ministry, which is simply equivalent to the existence of life, and cutting off the flag is tantamount to cutting off their heads in public.

"You dare."

A strong man who was clearly leading the way roared angrily.

"Huh?"

Zique turned his head, and with a pair of dark eyes, he looked at the strong man expressionlessly.

The strong man swallowed his saliva, and suddenly felt palpitations.

As soon as he subconsciously took a step back, another heavy voice sounded in the air, "The banner of my Ning clan, as far as we are concerned, if we are waiting for our lives, no one is allowed to move." ”

It was Yang Laosan.

This rough man, who was only in his early twenties, said a deep word, pulled out the hanging knife on his waist, and slashed at the old servant who was about to move.

"Waste, dare to draw a knife at the old man? Suspicious of a long life? ”

The old servant, whose real name is Ah Si, was furious for no reason, and slapped his five fingers, which immediately made Yang Laosan dizzy and bleeding from seven holes.

When everyone reacted, this iron-clad man had already breathed in more and less in and out less.

"An inferior person with a humble status dares to sway the old man to do things, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead."

The old servant didn't even look at Yang Laosan, and with a twitch of his sleeves, he finally cut down the king flag in the air.

The purple finch has already taken the lead.

The moment their feet fell into the city, an extremely significant fluctuation was formed between the square inches, and many people around felt the dull feeling of the black clouds pressing down for the first time.

And the young man, whose real name is Zique, stood in place and stopped for a few breaths, looking at Wang Qi, who fell from mid-air and was lying impartially on the road ahead.

A sarcastic smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Royalty? Is that all there is to it? ”

Three steps and two steps, the center of the foot just stepped on this golden banner that symbolized the countless honors of the Ning family.

"The person who is troublesome comes out to greet him, my son-in-law, I want to enter the clan to talk about the issue of co-optation."

The old servant followed, and as he walked around, he gave orders unashamedly.

(End of chapter)