The devil is coming

Chapter 146 Bluffing
(Here, I hesitated. I didn’t want to change the perspective at this time, but I felt that it was necessary to change the perspective. Perhaps this is the difference between the update of online articles and the presentation of TV series; anyway, I wrote this book very willfully - Xiaolong according to.)
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A Ming once asked, is there something missing?
There is indeed something missing, his name is Xue San.
Small, short, long.
Siniang replied: No.
It's not that Siniang didn't notice that Xue San was not here, but that it was normal for Xue San not to be here.
Either he was already dead and was shot into a hornet's nest by random arrows when he broke out, or he went to where he was supposed to go and did what he was supposed to do.
As an assassin, of course he should stay hidden.
The last time I launched a desperate charge against Chen Daxia in Yincheng Station, it was helpless, but now:
In a city, the people inside the city are in panic; the people outside the city are shaking their swords.
This is a complex and chaotic night, and it is also the assassin's favorite background color.
Xue San,
He is in the city.
At first, he wanted to go to the city gate. He wanted to wait for an opportunity to kill the Ganren general, because he gave people a completely different feeling.
The reason why this city could still be defended, with a group of soldiers who had been panicking for a long time, was all because of the one-man maintenance of that general.
But there were too many people around that general, and that general was very sharp and never showed any flaws. Xue San observed for a while, but still did not choose to take action.
Because there is a certain probability that he will miss. If he is captured alive and hanged on the city gate, Xue San has no interest in letting the master and them have a show in Ping An County with him like Li Yunlong. The most important thing is that the master There are no Italian guns on board either.
As an assassin, he has enough patience.
This guy is so patient that he can still leave the city wall and go for a walk inside the city.
Just walk around, just look.
The moonlight hit Xue San's body and pulled out a three-legged reflection behind him.
In fact, Xue San is not panicking. He likes this feeling very much. You are all fighting hard and I am wandering here. The beauty of this is indescribable.
Xue San went to the magistrate's Yamen first. The magistrate's Yamen was already empty.
This is something that is expected. After all, the last time my master and the zombie killed people here, they killed a group of officials.
The Yan people came outside the city again, so it was naturally impossible for these officials to hide here again.
In addition, due to the cut off of trade routes and the fact that the city was once destroyed, many of the "residents" have actually left. Therefore, this border military city finally has a little bit of the deserted feeling that should belong to it.
Xue San wants to find that pillar.
found it,
But traces of fresh paint were found.
Xue San found pen and ink in the room.
Re-write on the post:
"Zheng Fan, the garrison of Cuiliu Fort in Dayan Yinlang County, came here with his general Xue San."
Xue San felt that this line of writing was a bit silly.
But he doesn't reject this sense of nonsense.
Regardless of whether the Lord and the others can break into the city tonight, the words have been left behind by themselves.
Just like many people who travel in later generations, it is difficult to tell whether they want to travel to relax or just to take photos and post them on Moments.
Xue San smashed his mouth.
Lost the pen and ink,
Take a step forward,
figure,
slowly disappear.
.........
"My lord, are you cold?"
Wen Le was shivering from the cold, but he still took off a brocade robe he was wearing and wanted to cover Prince Fu.
"Take it away, your clothes are so small, keep them for yourself."
King Fu kicked Bunraku while sniffing.
The two of them are now hiding in a stable.
Once upon a time, Mianzhou City was a transit point on the Silk Road. Goods from the East and the West were exchanged through the Qian Kingdom, the Yan Kingdom, and the desert. Mianzhou City was once prosperous because of this.
However, first the Yan people invaded here, and then the fierce friction on the border between the two sides continued to escalate, and the trade routes were naturally cut off.
Although the big businessman probably had other means and skills to transfer the goods out even at this time, he must have taken a hidden route and could no longer pass through the city openly.
Therefore, the warehouses in this city have long been empty, and the stables that were originally used to feed mules and horses are also empty.
However, the smell here is still very unpleasant. The old horse manure has probably been integrated into the wall and floor tiles, regardless of you or me.
King Fu was currently lying in the straw, and Wen Le was leaning against him.
The two guards originally left by the prince were sent to the city gate to check the situation.
"My lord, do you think Meng Gong can defend the city?"
"Meng Gong has great talent, so he should be able to do it."
Regarding the safety of his own life, King Fu was not very sure.
He was sure that Meng Gong was a talented person. In fact, although most of the group of confidants who had followed Mr. Thorny Face were suppressed and dispersed, the small group that remained had all worked hard over the years. It has performed very well in counterinsurgency and other military conflicts across the country.
The assassin-faced gentleman was like a sign. God knows how he managed to attract so many heroes to serve under him.
Prince Fu also had spies in the court, which was not unusual, as every family actually had them.
Therefore, he knew that as the Yan people became more and more aggressive, Mr. Han's life in the court was not so comfortable these days.
The assassination of the assassin-faced Xianggong at the hands of Xianggong Han was once the achievement that Xianggong Han was most proud of back then.
Before that warrior could completely become a powerful minister or a great warlord, he eliminated the hidden dangers that might disrupt the country's political agenda.
original,
At that time, the trend of the imperial court was:
After the rebellion in the southwest is settled, let the assassin-faced gentleman go to the three towns in the north.
I probably didn’t dare to go to the Northern Expedition, but I really didn’t.
As the victors, the Yan people may not have deep feelings, but the Gan people have never forgotten the tragic ending after His Majesty Emperor Taizong led an army of 50 in the Northern Expedition.
It was really like the sky was falling, and its shadow has shrouded it to this day. And you must know that that time, it was launched while the main force of the Yan people was fighting in the desert and the barbarian royal court, but it was still defeated by the Yan people. return.
Nowadays, the threat of the Desert Royal Court to the Yan people has begun to become smaller and smaller. The internal strife of the Jin State has caused the Jin State's national power to begin to further weaken, and at the same time, it also seems to be somewhat silent to the outside world.
Back then, when someone was busy fighting and you went up to attack him, he was kicked back. Now, he is sitting there waiting for you. How dare you take the initiative to flirt with her?
The West Garden outside the city of Yanjing is the best proof of Qian State’s attitude towards Yan State. Although the court propaganda is that Yan Manzi admires Da Qian culture and begs us to build one for him to see, what is actually going on? People at the top actually know it in their hearts.
Originally, Da Qian wanted to wait for the Yan State to slowly weaken. The Yan State had many problems, including the clans and vassals, each of which was an extremely troublesome problem.
But the most terrible thing is that Qian Guo also has many problems of his own. San Duan has raised them for many years and implemented reforms twice, but they have no effect.
Brothers, wouldn't it be nice to slowly compete together?
Holding hands and having fun together, you can't touch me, and I can't touch you.
Who would have known that this generation of Emperor Yan would actually stand together with the two princes of the north and south. After the horse stepped on the throne, the people of Yan had lost all their shackles, and it was obvious that they were going to fight.
After thinking about this, King Fu licked his dry lips.
At this time, the princes in the court and the official seemed to have remembered that if the assassin-faced Xianggong had not met such a sad end, and if the person sitting in the position of governor of the three sides at this time was not Yang Laogou but the assassin-faced Xianggong. …
Alas, considering age, Xianggong Han, who was about the same age as Mr. Thorny Face, is still strong and strong now. Mr. Thorny Face is a martial arts practitioner. He was not being punished, so he should be tough now.
At this time, a guard from outside ran over:
"My lord!"
"How is the war going?" King Fu asked immediately.
The guard swallowed and immediately said:
"Your Majesty, the Yan people entered the city first, but the local soldiers drove the Yan people out of the city."
"it is good!"
King Fu breathed a sigh of relief.
Wen Le felt relieved, and immediately stood up, and together with the guard, "pulled" the prince out of the straw pile.
"I want to give Mrs. Daxi a reward. Ouch, my legs are numb, my legs are numb..."
The prince leaned on the stable railing and sat down. The railing made an aggrieved sound of "squeaking". The object used to tie the horse could not bear the weight of Prince Fu.
"Ouch, sit down for a while, sit down for a while, I'm a little dizzy."
Amid great joy and sorrow, I have a bit of high blood pressure.
"From this point of view, the Yan people are nothing more than this. At least, they are not as scary as we thought before." Wenle said.
King Fu smiled and said:
"The most powerful Zhenbei army of the Yan people has been inactive."
"But Your Majesty, our Western Army hasn't arrived yet."
The Zhenbei Army is the pride of the Yan people, while the Western Army is the sustenance of the Gan people.
"Yes." King Fu nodded.
As a member of the Qian Kingdom, I naturally hope that my country will be well. After all, King Fu has no intention of rebellion. Under this premise, it is natural that the Qian Kingdom will be able to survive for thousands of years.
"My subordinates would like to congratulate the prince. As soon as the prince arrived in Mianzhou City, he personally commanded and repelled the Yan people!"
Wenle immediately raised his hands to Prince Fu and congratulated him.
"Hey hey hey."
King Fu laughed out loud, but still shook his head and said:
"Just mention it lightly. I just need to gain some fame and let the civil servants know that we surnamed Zhao still have some blood."
This reputation is naturally needed, but it cannot be too much. After all, it is impossible for Prince Fu to lead troops as a vassal king. That would be too sensitive and would lead to death!
I squeezed my feet for a while and chatted casually and relaxedly for a while.
At this time,
Another guard ran over panting, with a hesitant look on his face.
Naturally, the quality of the guards of the palace cannot be compared with that of the palace guards. As a rule, King Fu should be able to equip two thousand private troops, but this is just a rule. King Fu took the initiative to "corrupt" this money very early on. Money, most of the palace guards were dismissed and they began to eat empty pay.
"But what happened?"
King Fu asked immediately.
"My lord, the local soldiers chased them out of the city and were defeated by the Yan people!"
"what!"
King Fu was so frightened that he tried to jump up, but failed, and instead pressed down harder.
"Crack!"
The wooden fence split open and the prince fell to the ground.
"My lord, my lord!"
Wenle hurriedly helped Prince Fu up with another guard.
"How is the city gate now?" King Fu was still thinking about things.
"The city gate is still in our hands. General Meng led his troops out of the city to stop the enemy. The Yan people did not dare to enter the city. Now the city gate is closed."
"Huh...huh..."
King Fu reached out and touched his chest.
Today was so exciting that his blood pressure was a little unbearable.
King Fu didn't know what high blood pressure was, but the doctor still told him not to be overjoyed or angry.
But there is nothing we can do about it. How many people in this world can calmly face matters related to their own life and death?
"Mrs. Daxi mistook me."
King Fu sighed.
Originally, this was considered a real victory, and he could get some credit for it, and it could also boost the morale of the three parties in the Qian Kingdom.
Who knew it would turn out to be this embarrassing situation again in the end.
Can this be said to be a victory or a defeat?
"Your Majesty, as long as the Yan people fail to enter the city, we will win." Wenle reminded.
King Fu closed his eyes, nodded, and at the same time waved his finger to the guard who came back first,
Road:
"Go to the city gate and keep an eye on the situation, and report back at any time."
"Subordinates obey!"
The guard hurriedly ran out of the stable.
Wen Le looked at the prince with some worry and said:
"My lord?"
"stand up."
King Fu stood up and walked towards the straw pile.
The danger has not yet been resolved, and I still have to hide.
Wenle and another guard naturally came over to help. At this moment, the guard's body twisted unnaturally and fell to the ground with a "pop".
King Fu, who had already sat in the straw, trembled again when he saw this, his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't say anything.
Wenle subconsciously took a few steps back, pressed down with one hand, and pulled out a soft sword from his belt, and a red light flickered from his body.
There is no trace of a weak scholar here!
However, a black dagger appeared behind him and wiped his neck.
"puff!"
Wenle's eyes widened. He never expected that the enemy was lurking behind him.
"Pfft!"
Bunraku fell to the ground.
This scholar who had always been timid and afraid of things and only liked to talk about things had just revealed his true identity and was about to reveal his martial arts skills.
It hasn't really been deployed yet,
Before I had time to explain to King Fu,
I haven’t yet dealt with King Fu’s confusion and shock,
He hasn't thrown out his Silver Armored Guard token yet,
I haven’t told Prince Fu about my helplessness yet, I haven’t let Prince Fu face me with fear and sincerity, I haven’t lamented the changes in the world and the changeable fate;
In short, there are still many plots to be completed.
just died.
Xue San's figure walked out from behind Wen Le's body, "Hey, that man was poisoned by me on the way back, but I didn't stab him with a knife."
King Fu’s shocked gaze,
It moved from the guard who fell to the ground at the beginning to Wen Le and finally landed on Xue San.
Xue San played with the dagger in his hand,
Looking at the prince sitting in the straw with a smile,
Road:
"Prince? What kind of prince are you?"
"This king...this king...this king..."
"Is he the emperor's younger brother?"
"No... not..."
"That's my brother?"
A depressed smile appeared on King Fu's face and he said:
"It's far away..."
"Oh, the descendants of the old feudal lord?"
"Well, yes...yes..."
"Tsk...that's not worth it."
Xue San scratched his back with the dagger.
"No... no... not valuable... not... valuable... valuable..."
Prince Fu was frightened to the point of dementia and could not even reply.
"Tsk tsk, he is still a prince after all? He can't be any worse."
"Well...yes...right..."
"okay."
Xue San walked to the haystack opposite King Fu, imitated King Fu, and sat in.
"Bang!"
Two daggers were inserted in front of him by Xue San.
Looking at King Fu who was pale with fright, he smiled and said,
Road:
"How about I make you a deal?"
"Are you...where are you from?"
"I'm with the people outside."
"Yan people...Yan people?"
"Well, I'm from Yan."
There was a look of despair in King Fu's eyes.
"Come on, let's talk about our deal. How about we just sit here and chat?"
"chat?"
"Well, you are too fat and I can't carry you. Let's just sit like this, chat and brag.
If our people outside fail to break into the city, I will cut off your head and take it away;
If our people from outside come in, I will capture you alive. "
"Ben... Ben King..."
"You know, my Lord is also a very good actor. He has been acting since he woke up in this world, and the people he plays opposite start to get higher and higher.
In the first two months, I even went to Yanjing to perform with several movie stars, and I benefited a lot.
Therefore, after the master came back, he shared his experience with us. He said that acting requires a sense of substitution, which can be [-]% fake and [-]% real.
Only when the play is performed in this way can it be more realistic, more convincing, and more difficult for people to see the flaws.
Do you know what this means? "
"No...I don't know...I...I don't know..."
Xue San shook his head,
Road:
"Stop pretending, you can't deceive me. You know martial arts. Can we talk properly and don't stutter on purpose? It's very uncomfortable to hear. I am from Yan, and you are the prince of Qian Kingdom. You must show something in front of me. Come on with airs and panache, right?”
King Fu's desperate, panicked, and fearful eyes suddenly calmed down at this moment.
As if he has changed into a different person,
His fat hands patted his sides, and a wave of air came, blowing away the grass clippings around him.
Prince Fu leaned back slightly,
A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth,
Looking at Xue San,
Road:
"Okay, I will have a chat with you."
Xue San suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, pointed at King Fu and said:
"Oh my God, I just took a look at this Shining Armor spy and tried to deceive you. You actually know martial arts?"
"..." King Fu.
(End of this chapter)