Fu Canglu

Chapter 338 Wedding Dress (End)

The big shots in Xiguan looked at the huge dragon boat one after another.

Night is about to go away.

At the West Ferry at this moment, the heavy rain hit the bow of the dragon boat, the night was ferocious, and the thunder light reflected the shadow of a young man boarding the bow of the dragon boat.

All eyes were on the young Confucian scholar in Eguanbo.

Yuan Tiangang boarded the bow, with his hands behind his back in his big sleeves, with a calm face, looking at the dark sixteen-character battalion in Xiguan.

In the dark night, all the black armors in Xiguan put their hands on the hilt of the scabbard.

Huan Tuqiong was fearless and fearless, and looked at Yuan Tiangang calmly.

Xiguan now has two options.

The first is to sink the dragon boat.

Sinking the dragon boat, using all the strength of a level, killed the few people in front of him.

What will be faced afterwards is the huge uproar brought by the entire Qiliang Nineteenth Dao. Countless dragon boats will break through the Qi River, setting off huge waves, and it is very likely that Xiguan will be leveled in a very short period of time.

More and more Heijia were transferred from Xiguan City and came to Xidukou.

They are waiting for Huan Tuqiong's choice.

Sirius King pursed his dry lips and looked at Huan Tuqiong.

Xiguan Shadow silently looked at the dragon boat.

Now Xiguan is placed in a dilemma. If Xiao Buyi really died in Tunyi Gorge, it would not be as difficult to make a choice as it is now.

If Xiao Buyi died in Tunyi Gorge, Huan Tuqiong would not hesitate at this moment, even if the princess was on the dragon boat, he would order the dragon boat to be sunk and leave all the guests from Qiliang in Xiguan.

No matter how many can be left behind, Xiguan Misty Slope will spare no effort to prepare for Qi Liang's wrath.

But Yuan Tiangang took out the "Karma Pill" on the dragon boat and saved Xiao Buyi.

So Huan Tuqiong had a second choice.

Xiguan had a chance to step back.

The young Confucian scholar standing on the dragon boat exerted great pressure on the entire Xiguan without saying a word.

Looking down.

Yuan Tiangang calmly looked at the densely packed black armor at the West Ferry, and suddenly smiled and said, "It's such a magnificent scene, I haven't seen it for a long time."

Huan Tuqiong repeatedly clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

The second choice, the right to choose is in the hands of Huan Tuqiong, but it represents the entire Xiguan.

The immature boy on the dragon boat said in an old-fashioned voice: "If you do something wrong, you have to admit it."

"My disciple almost died in Xiguan."

"You should know what that means."

Yuan Tiangang said softly to Huan Tuqiong: "If you do something wrong, you must admit it. If you refuse to admit your mistake, you will be beaten."

"You should understand this truth." Master Guoshi said calmly: "Even if Li Qing is standing in front of me, he doesn't want to be beaten, so he can only bow his head obediently and sincerely apologize to Qi Liang."

Yuan Tiangang paused, and said, "So there's nothing to worry about, I'll help you clear your mind. There's only one question, do you want to be beaten?"

The heavy rain poured down from the sky, exhausting the last majesty.

The shadow in Xiguan moved his lips slightly, and let go of the hand that was on the hilt of his sword.

Huan Tuqiong took a deep breath and asked sincerely, "How should I apologize?"

Yuan Tiangang glanced at this man who was trapped by Yuan Zhongcheng at Xidukou, and in this situation, he was in a difficult situation.

He said in a calm tone: "Wuxian received a total of eighteen injuries in Xiguan, two of which were fatal, and the other sixteen were minor or serious injuries. I don't care about them. I don't want you to lose your life, I want you to kneel down Kowtow to Qi Liang twice as an apology."

As soon as the words fell, the black armor in Xiguan began to become restless.

In Xiguan, there is no kneeling, only death.

Those eyes that contained great anger and aggrieved looked at the young Confucian scholars on the dragon boat.

Yuan Tiangang folded his sleeves with both hands, his eyes drifted across the West Ferry Pass, turned faintly, and then fell back on Huan Tuqiong.

The man plunged his saber into the ground with his backhand, and mud and rocks splashed.

Huan Tuqiong lowered his eyebrows, lightly brushed the hem of his clothes that was in the way, and lightly touched the ground with his knees.

Then touch the ground with both hands.

kowtow.

First.

the second.

The Sirius King beside him looked at the kneeling man silently.

Ning Fengxiu actually guessed that the Qi Liang Guoshi on the dragon boat would make such a request.

If Luoyang changed to the current situation, so what if he said he would kneel, and his face would be wiped out?Luoyang doesn't care about face. In the final analysis, the Nanguan, Beiguan, and Dongguan of the Northern Wei Dynasty don't care about face.

But Xiguan's bones are proud, can be killed in battle, but cannot be crushed.

To kneel down is to bow one's head.

From the moment Yuan Tiangang came to Xidukou, Qi Liang was destined to stand at the highest point.The master of the national teacher, who made a decision before moving, came in person. Even if Xiguan sank the dragon boat, it would be impossible to stop the loss at all.

When Huan Tuqian kowtowed, his expression was blank, and his mind went blank.

Ever since he came to Xidukou and saw the dragon boat coming alone, Huan Tuqiong knew that Yuan Zhongcheng from Misty Slope was no longer the Yuan Zhongcheng he was back then.

What Yuan Zhongcheng has to do, in the final analysis, can no longer be regarded as inheriting the will of the prince.

It doesn't matter if he connects with Yincheng or does some shady things, hasn't he thought about it?

Behind him is the entire Xiguan!

Gameplay.

Provoke right and wrong.

After today, in this land, how many people are still fascinated by Misty Po, wishing to die forever? !
Huan Tuqiong was heartbroken for a while.

He thought of Yuan Tiangang's words again.

That's right, even if the prince is here today, he has to obediently apologize to Qi Liang.

The prince will let Yuan Zhongcheng, who is a staff member, kneel here and kowtow to Qi Liang, so that everyone in Xiguan can see that it is straight and straight.

Xiguan is proud at heart, but distinguishes right from wrong.

Huan Tuqiong does not hate himself for not knowing the truth, nor does he hate himself for being tricked and deceived.

When he was kneeling at Xidukou, his mind was empty.

He didn't even feel ashamed, because this kneeling was due to Yuan Zhongcheng, and if he kneeled alone, Xiguan would be able to expose the matter.

It's just that in the past 16 years, those days when the three of us were jokingly called "Xiguan Three Dogs" by the Luoyang government and the public, and those days when we traveled across Xiguan and accompanied the prince in life and death, all of them will no longer exist under this kneeling.

Xu Zhirou is dead.

If the prince is still alive, Yuan Zhongcheng will die today.

Huan Tuqiong took a deep breath.

If he could return to Misty Slope, would he still have a chance to apologize to the prince and drink a pot of wine in front of the stele?

Xiguan Yingying knelt at the West Ferry, thinking that if he had this opportunity, he might have to take Yuan Zhongcheng's head to see the prince.

He respectfully kowtowed twice.

He didn't stand up, because the boy on the dragon boat spoke again.

"After paying the ceremony, it's time to apologize."

Huan Tuqiong, who was on the ground with his hands on the ground, had a numb expression, his hands clenched in the soil.

Yuan Tiangang turned around: "It's very simple, the head of Yan Bailou, the governor of the West Barrier, you hang it up after you return to Misty Slope, and if you hang it up for a hundred days, you will be considered an apology."

Huan Tuqiong got up slowly.

Yuan Tiangang glanced at the Kuroshio at the West Ferry, and said calmly: "Remove the armor."

The tone is so flat, like a casual remark, more like some kind of indifferent permission.

Everyone in the sixteen-character battalion felt a great aggrieved feeling in their hearts. When did Xiguan suffer such humiliation? Compared to dying outside the western wall, such verbal insults made them more unbearable.

And Huan Tuqiong raised a hand.

The voice of Xiguan Shadow revealed extreme fatigue.

He said softly to the soldiers behind him: "Withdraw the armor."

Awkward.

Some soldiers in the Heijia Chaoshui blushed and gritted their teeth. Even so, the formation of Xiguan was still not in the slightest disorder.

Hei Jia, who was transferred by Yuan Zhongzhong's order, retreated lifelessly and returned to the city.

Xidukou ushered in a bloodless dawn.

After the heavy rain washed away, the entire sky became clear and blue.

The winter sun is born from the east and advances toward the west.

Push away the darkness.

As the dawn came from the face of the Qijiang River, the heavy snow and the last torrential rain also disappeared.

Fog, raindrops, surf.

Beat the shore and rise.

The line of sight rises from the dragon boat, slowly advances in the sky, and overlooks Xiguan.

The blood on Tunyi Gorge had already been washed away.

The red tide in the Daji Mountains last night was bleak and was also buried by heavy rain.

The cry of the baby resounded in Liangjia City.

This is dawn.

This is also new.

This is actually reincarnation.

After dawn, Xidukou was withdrawn.

There were only two people who hadn't left yet.

Huan Tuqiong and Sirius King.

And this dragon boat from Qiliang will return soon.

In fact, it really doesn't take long from night to dawn.

Dawn comes when the first rays of light break through the sky.

His Highness just woke up from the meditation.

He turned his head slowly, and the first thing he saw was the girl with red hair not far from him.

Yi Xiaoan, who came from Tunyi Gorge, had just boarded the dragon boat, maybe he was too tired, and had already fallen asleep leaning against the cabin.

Yi Xiao stood up, pulled the flower out of her sleeve, and gently placed it beside Yi Xiaoan.

turn around.

The light is a bit dazzling.

There was a woman in a toga.

She faced herself, leaning on the sword in her arms, leaning her back against the railing of the dragon boat.

The long hair spreads gently in the sun.

Ten thousand miles away.

A thousand miles away.

Now it's just one step away.

Yi Xiao wanted to say something, Wei Lingshan slightly raised a finger, and shook it in front of his lips.

"Shh."

Silence.

Yi Xiao was slightly taken aback, turned his head slightly, and saw Xiao Wuhui in heavy armor also using this gesture to signal himself to keep quiet.

Be careful.

The princess lowered her eyebrows, and lightly tapped Yi Xiao with the finger that stood in front of her lips. After attracting the attention of the little highness, she tapped at a location not far away.

It was a young man and a woman cuddling each other on the bow deck.

The woman in red makeup was drowsy, subconsciously embraced the commoner man, and leaned in his arms.

While half asleep and half awake, I felt some slight vibrations.

There was a moist temperature on her forehead.

After the man let go of his lips.

The voice was extremely gentle: "Go to sleep for a while."

She smiled tiredly, replied in a low voice, and fell asleep peacefully.

Xiao Buyi closed his eyes with a smile, lowered his head, raised a finger, and made a silent movement.

So it is true of all people.

His Highness smiled when he saw Wei Lingshan.

A string in the bottom of my heart was touched.

There has never been a moment in my life that is so lazy and comfortable as it is now.

Think about nothing, do nothing.

The sun goes down and the wind blows.

Warm and silent.

(End of this chapter)