Evil King

Chapter 587 Tianguanling, men’s tears!

“That’s the case, lest the handsome man be anxious. Wang Meng and Dage have to take good care of the third son and the young lady, and go up quickly. Only then was Yiyi scattered on both sides, inadvertently, there were already two neat rows, watching Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan slowly passing between them, in their eyes, they were all very pleased looking at their nephew…

Jun Moxie greeted him all the way, until he traveled far, and still saw that nearly a hundred big guys were still looking at Own’s back, without moving…like looking at the one they most respected and admired back then… Military handsome in white…

Jun Moxie’s heart was sour again, and he took a deep breath, trying to contain a certain emotion, but his nose was sour and tears almost couldn’t help dripping…

Wang Meng followed him with a happy face, as if he had done something great. All the way to Jun Moxie introduced every grass and every tree, the scars on his face seemed to be shaking with joy…

“San Gongzi, look at this place; when the commander came to Tianguanling, the first time he got off his horse, he was here. There are still a few stones here. At that time, the commander stood on the biggest stone and looked back. The team of brothers came majestic. At that time, I was just a small captain of the guards team. I happened to be right next to him. I could see clearly. I still remember what he said at that time. He said:’Here, it’s a good place to camp.'”

When Wang Meng said the last sentence, his voice suddenly became calm, as if he was mimicking the Shen Xiong tone of Jun Wugui’s words, and the expression on his face suddenly became serious.

Jun Moxie followed what he said and saw that there was a big stone there, square and square, and the many edges and corners around it were a bit smooth…It must be the past ten years that these guards wiped it every day. Ordinary stones have completed the polishing process unknowingly…

“When I came here that year, the commander seemed to be a little worried. On the rock wall over there, the commander used to stand there for a long time, calm and silent. After a long time, he wrote a poem. Brother. They were carved on the stone wall afterwards…” Wang Meng’s eyes were red, and he said: “I, Wang Meng, is a vulgar person. Although I don’t know what the poem means, I always read it every day when I pass by here. .”

Jun Moxie slowly stepped up and came to the front of the stone wall, and saw that there were four lines of iron-painted and silver hook-like characters engraved on it, but the handwriting was exactly the same as the seven characters at the foot of the mountain:

“Fengyan is in full swing,

Thousands of horses are rolling in;

When the swordsman on the battlefield knows well,

Since then, the man will not be sad! ”

“It turns out that my father…he was already tired of killing…” Jun Moxie looked at him quietly, and couldn’t help but remember the story of Jun Wugui’s “Moons don’t sorrow” that San Shujun unintentionally told him.

When the swordsman on the battlefield knows well, the man will never be sad from now on! These two lines of poems just express Jun Wugui, a generation of military god, a white-clothed military commander, his heartfelt hatred for war in his heart, and his greatest blessings to his brothers and siblings…

The terrain is getting steeper and steeper, and gradually on the way of climbing. After half a mile away, the road on the mountainside is narrower and can only accommodate four or five people side by side at most. One side is a knife-cut cliff, straight into the blue sky; the other side is a low cliff with white snow under the cliff. Smooth as a mirror, it turned out to be like a plain…

“Below this is a big lake, but it’s completely covered by snow at this time, but you can’t see it right now. If it’s summer, it’s shimmering, it’s very beautiful.”

Wang Meng introduced with some pride: “After being stationed here for three days that year, the handsome man came here one day, staring at the lake for a long time, using his own sword and carving a few poems on the rock wall over there… ”

Jun Moxie had already noticed that on the cliff in front of him, there was another relatively smooth place with several lines of handwriting carved with the tip of the sword. The font was round and full, and naturally carried a majestic atmosphere: “Long hate this If you don’t belong to me, whoever is the master in the pastoral dream; why should we unwind in the rivers and mountains, and go to the Five Lakes in a leisurely boat.”

After reading these four-character quatrain poems, it is as if you have seen a man of hundreds of wars, who is infinitely fascinated looking at the fascinating scene of the long lake in front of you…

He, apparently already planning to retire,

Even more, looking forward to the plain happiness after retiring Life…

Jun Moxie took a long breath of cold air; suddenly a burst of anger came to his heart: “It turns out that my father has long been tired of his career on the battlefield and disputes over rights. He has already planned to retire. He will not threaten the emperor’s power at all, but… Tianxiang The empire is still afraid of his high merits, and the yellow robe adds to his body, and he does not hesitate to lure wolves into the house and destroy the pillars of himself! Use despicable means to harm him…”

Jun Moxie suddenly felt an inexplicable anger!

“Ahead is the handsome man!” Wang Meng led Jun Moxie all the way, and went through seven or eight outposts. A group of sentry veterans heard that the handsome man came to worship, and they were all excited. Endless…

Finally boarded the hillside, here is the real Tianguanling!

What unfolded before Jun Moxie’s eyes was a huge and powerful military camp! The wind on the ridge is urgent, the handsome flag of Jun Wuhui stands high in the wind, and the bright red flag is like a burning cloud waving in the sky. There is a faint spirit of fighting the universe and dominating the world!

Surrounding the Chinese army’s handsome tent, there are eight barracks in horns, watching each other, like stars holding the moon, tightly protecting the Chinese army’s handsome tent; groups of brightly armored soldiers stand upright. Resolute body, patrolling back and forth, serious and meticulous. As soon as this team passed, the team over there immediately patrolled over, and the eight patrol teams came and went, without the slightest gap.

At this time, Shuai Zhuang strode out of a person, wearing a general’s costume, thick eyebrows, more than seven feet tall, and an unusually burly figure. Wherever he went, he stood there like an iron tower, and saw the general’s eyes. He stared and said loudly: “Wang Meng! Let your kid lead the men and horses to clear the snow on the road, you actually be lazy and return? What’s the crime?”

Wang Meng was startled, and a military salute was made with both feet, and he said loudly: “Report to General Wu, the third son of the general and his wife came to pay respect to the general! The subordinates are all responsible for leading, not Deliberately neglect military affairs.”

“The handsome third son? Jun Moxie?” The general Wu’s face changed suddenly, and his eyes turned towards Jun Moxie, his eyes sharper!

When Jun Moxie was at home, he knew that Wu Yongjun, the first general of the guards of his father, was a brave tiger general. At this time, seeing him so majestic, he also sighed in his heart. Just about to step forward to salute, he saw Wu Yong. Jun suddenly stared, and said angrily: “Your kid is Jun Moxie? How come you, a beast, now?! In the past few years, what did you bastard do?”

It turned out to be a reprimand, plus a series of curses, which changed three titles in one sentence!

Then, Wu Yongjun’s eyes of the Hundred Wars Generals suddenly turned red. He opened his eyes as hard as he could, controlling his own emotions, lest a little tears flow down, but his voice was still hoarse, and he screamed: “You As the only flesh and blood of the marshal, the brute has never come to worship for ten years! Jun Moxie, you, you…you bastard knows… how lonely the marshal is here alone, yes Miss you so much? You…you…unsatisfied…” At the end, the voice couldn’t help sobbing…Jun Moxie was speechless, and facing the people in front of him, Wu Yongjun’s voice was very loud. With his roar, a lot of people suddenly came out from the camps around him. When I heard that he was a handsome man. When his sons came, they all swarmed over, and the scene suddenly became a little chaotic…

“Wu, you little bastard, don’t you hurry in to see your father, there is something in the ink here, you bastard thing!” Wu Yongjun roared like a thunderbolt in the sky, but after the roar, he couldn’t help but rub it. He rubbed his eyes, and when he took his hand away, his eyes were already red.

There seemed to be something blocked in the throat, the bellows snorted a few times, and the mouth grinned a few times. It seemed that he was about to cry when he saw it. Suddenly he separated the crowd and ran into a big tent with his face covered. There was a very depressing sound from inside, like the dull painful whimper of a bull in the quilt…

Handsome, your son finally came to see you… That kid was scolded by me… But after all, he came to see you… He looks like you, so handsome, and he brought him with him. A beautiful daughter-in-law, you definitely like it…

Under the continuous urging of everyone, Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan stepped into the handsome account step by step.

Everyone stood neatly outside the handsome tent, their faces filled with joy and sorrow, and their gratified smiles were full of tears. They watched this silent handsome tent silently. The space inside the general’s tent was complete. It was left to Jun Moxie…

Then, facing the handsome account, they knelt down neatly, and everyone whispered in their mouths: “Congratulations to the handsome! There are successors! God bless the Jun family, the future is not lonely!” Their faces were like that. His sincerity seems to have spoken the sixteen-character blessing with all my heart and soul…

When Jun Moxie entered, he immediately felt a shock, a heartfelt shock!

In the handsome account, it is completely a wartime command with a strict military capacity!

There are eight chairs on each side. Behind the chairs, there are distinct scabbard swords. Directly in front of them is a book case; on top, an ivory bucket, inside, neatly placed a dozen military orders.

On the table, there was a work book spread out, and on the other side, a long sword with cold light was placed there silently…

In the middle seat, there is a person in white clothes and white robe, his body is slightly sideways, sitting there, his right hand is placed on the table, the index finger is gently bent, as if he is doing the action of tapping the table, his left hand is slightly raised, half Fist is placed on the chest, his face is majestic, his eyes are not angry, and there is a slight wrinkle between his eyebrows. It seems that he is thinking about something, thinking quietly, and there is a kind of sad worry… (to be finished Continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)