Chapter 1184 Panlong Zhan Golden Gun

Hearing me say this, Li Qingqing nodded, took the sword in my hand, and spoke: "If, I said if, the Song and Jin countries really negotiate peace and make a truce, will you come to Jinling to help me?"

If the negotiation was successful, according to the later ending, most of the generals under Yue Fei chose to return to the field, and it was not until more than ten years later that his second son Yue Lei took charge of the army, and those former subordinates did not return to the army.

If "Yang Zaixing" doesn't die, I'm afraid the ending will be like this.

"If you can really take Jinling and get the approval of the soldiers and people of the city, I will come to your aid. I said.

"Okay, gentleman's word!" Li Qingqing stretched out his hand, patted me, said no more, put away his sword, and immediately ordered those "female soldiers" to get up and set off towards Jinling.

Seeing them leave, I sighed, turned my horse's head, and returned to Phoenix Mountain.

I don't know if Li Qingqing can succeed, but I know that she will never want to be the emperor for no reason.

Behind her, there must be more than one "mad monk" supporting her.

Her mother, Master Li, is one of the four legendary prostitutes, and it is said that in terms of beauty, she is even inferior to the legendary "Four Beauties".

In his life, Master Li must have met a lot of literati and warriors, and it is estimated that they will all be able to be used by Li Qingqing when the time comes.

And Li Qingqing's identity is not just as simple as "Master Li's daughter".

It is impossible for Master Li to give birth to a daughter alone, although Li Qingqing has the surname of Master Li, she must also have a father.

In this era of great respect for blood, Li Qingqing actually dared to get involved in the throne and wanted to cut off half of the Great Song Dynasty, but I am afraid that it is very possible that Li Qingqing has royal blood.

You must know that the biggest prostitute of Master Li in the legend was the emperor at that time - Zhao Ji of Song Huizong.

Could it be that Li Qingqing is Zhao Ji's daughter?

Zhao Ji of Song Huizong was proficient in "piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting" in his life, and even had a "thin gold body" in calligraphy, which he created, which can be regarded as a typical "literati and ink writer", so the style and flow are normal.

Later, when the Dajin soldiers and horses came to the city, Song Huizong passed the throne to the crown prince - that is, Song Qinzong, but he still could not escape, and was captured by the Jin soldiers and went to the Dajin Kingdom, announcing the era of the Northern Song Dynasty and drawing an end.

This is also known as the "Jingkang Rebellion".

Later, after Song Qinzong's younger brother Zhao Gou fled back from the Jin Kingdom, he ascended the throne as the emperor and built the capital Lin'an, which is the Southern Song Dynasty, which is the current emperor.

And Li Qingqing, if she is the daughter of Song Huizong, it is equivalent to the sister of the current emperor.

No wonder she wants to be emperor too.

If her identity is really as I calculated, then she is indeed qualified to be the emperor.

......

I thought, pat the horse and head to Phoenix Mountain.

From here to Phoenix Mountain, the distance is almost thirty miles, and ordinary war horses can travel almost three hundred miles a day, but I deliberately calculated the time and waited until it was almost dark, and then I arrived at the foot of Phoenix Mountain.

Lu Wenlong's silver horse is obviously much better than my broken horse, and he seems to have been waiting for a long time.

Behind him, there was not a single soldier, but followed by a red horse, immediately dragging a long thing shrouded in black cloth.

When he saw me, he picked up the golden gun in his hand, threw the long thing at me, and shouted, "Catch it!"

I reached out and caught it, took off the cloth bag, and saw that it was my Yang family's golden gun.

Lu Wenlong saw me take the gun, went around the horse, and then spoke: "This gun, called Panlong Zhan Golden Gun, is a treasure stolen from Liao by Meng Liang, a general under Yang Liulang of the Great Song Dynasty, in order to steal BMW Wanliyun. I heard that the Yang family has an ancestral teaching, the gun is in the person, the gun is lost, and the gun is lost, and he would rather die than lose the gun.

You actually lost the gun, it's really a shame for the Yang family. ”

When he said this, I found that under the blade of the gun, there was indeed a faint dragon pattern, extending from the tip of the gun to the tail of the gun.

I smiled, and didn't pay attention to his words, but pointed the gun in my hand: "In this case, you might as well be a good person to the end, and lend me that jujube red horse to use." My horse is too scumbag. ”

"This horse was originally brought to you. Lu Wenlong sneered: "You and I will fight fairly, I will never take advantage of you." ”

Oh?

It's a good feeling.

My war horse has always been just an item looted by bandits in the cottage, far less than the good horse behind Lu Wenlong.

I'm not polite, and I went over and led the jujube red horse behind Lu Wenlong.

Lu Wenlong waited to fight me, but I ignored him, but reached out and shot the horse in front of me to the ground.

"What are you?" Lu Wenlong didn't understand what I meant.

"After a long journey, I was a little hungry, and I didn't have any food to satisfy my hunger, so I had to kill my horse and roast some horse meat to eat. When we are full, it will not be too late for you and me to fight. Of course, if you want to fight me now, I will accompany you, but I don't have the strength, and if you win, you won't be able to win. ”

Hearing my words, Lu Wenlong snorted heavily and did not refuse my request.

I immediately deduced two dead logs, set them up, and then smashed sparks on the stones with the tail of my spear, set the dead wood on fire, cut the horse's skin with the tip of my spear, and roasted the horse's meat.

After about an hour, the meat was almost roasted.

And at this time, the sky began to darken.

I started to eat meat in large gulps.

If I don't take more food in the human form, then in the zombie form, I will have to devour raw blood and flesh, or suck the corpse qi.

But if that's the case, it's easy for me to fall into the "devil's path" and thus produce "inner demons".

Because in the corpse qi, the resentment is too heavy, and it is easy to affect the corpse soul.

Even if it's a zombie cultivator, it's going crazy.

Energy is always conserved, and this is common in every world.

After I ate a horse leg, I took off one horse leg and threw it to Lu Wenlong: "Do you want one?"

I thought that this guy would refuse coldly, but I didn't want to, he actually took the horse's leg and responded: "Okay." ”

Then he followed my example and took a big bite.

It's just that the amount of food he eats is obviously not as good as mine, and he only eats half of the horse's leg, and then he doesn't eat anymore.

As I ate, I slowly transformed my body from the inside out.

When I waited for a horse, I ate almost a quarter of it alone, and then I felt a little full.

I patted my stomach, stood up, rolled over and rode on the jujube red horse, and then put on a golden helmet to cover my face while completing the corpse transformation.

"Come on!" I raised the Panlong Zhan Golden Gun in my hand and shouted at Lu Wenlong in a hoarse voice.