Repugnant Gateway

Although he is already a prince who has been demoted to the people, the prince is still the prince. The so-called demotion to the people may just be a statement made by His Majesty His Majesty that he cannot do it together. Then it is a big mistake. For example, the Zhi Zhifu, who thought he was very clever, had already become another dead body in the prison of the temple.

In front is the three hundred rail rides, pedestrians on the road have evaded. Behind the three hundred iron rides is a series of eight carts pulled by monsters, loaded with some objects used by the heavy equipment.

Chen Zhongqi is also a very strange person. A lot of wenwan jewelry, a lot of gold and silver jade, and even a large number of spirit stones of various grades were left in the palace, but he was used to the chair and face Pots and even night pots are a thing.

Behind the convoy were three hundred cavalrymen, who looked majestic.

The reason why An Zheng respects the confidant of General Yan Guo is so great because Fang confidant has done an amazing thing ... that is, Yan Guo re-rides the iron.

It was precisely because he had seen the combat strength of the Daxi cavalry that An Zheng knew how great Tie Liuhuo was. This army is a main battle team built on supplies that are far inferior to those of Daxi, but its fighting power is not lost to Daxi's heavy cavalry. What you need to know is that Daxi's heavy cavalry are riding monsters with good fighting power, and Tie Liuhuo is just a war horse.

Not long ago, An Zheng had just been able to change the entire iron-fire mount.

Anzheng was sitting on a tea stall on the roadside. It was certainly not difficult to catch up with such a team that was not in a hurry. As for Zhuge Wenyun, it is nothing for An Zheng.

The dust was flying, and An Zheng reached out to cover the tea cup in front of him, and the other hand waved, fanning the floating dust away. Pedestrians on the road all avoided the marching team. The armor, the monster, and the long hang on the victorious hook radiating a chill, are all daunting.

This is Daxi's cavalry, and it runs north and south. Now every inch of land under the feet of the Daxi people is beaten by these brave warriors. In fact, the world is full of various contradictions, seemingly irreconcilable, and having to coexist.

When An Zheng sat watching the team passing by, he could not help thinking of the last scene when he had a long conversation with Chen Zhongqi.

It was in the Prince's Mansion that day that Chen Zhongqi had two jugs of good wine for An Zheng to taste. On the way, An Zheng bought a roast chicken and a bag of biscuits, and was ridiculed by Chen Zhongqi to the extreme.

At that time, the topic did not know how to mention the relationship between the people and the country. Chen Zhongqi drank a lot of wine at that time.

"Does the country and family complement each other?"

Chen Zhongqi asked An Zheng, who believed that Chen Zhongqi had a mad drink and ignored it.

After drinking a glass of wine, Chen Zhongqi said to himself, "You said, if the country is not big, not prosperous and powerful, and will not fear other countries, where will the people of Daxi have such a good day."

An Zheng laughed: "What are you crazy about?"

Chen Zhongqi said: "It hasn't been affirmed by the princes like Yu Shi in the holy court ... A few days ago, the northern sixteen small country in the north started fighting again, and a lot of refugees were going to flock to Daxi. The border guards did not order not to open the city gates and refuse to let the refugees into the customs. As a result, the generals who defended the city were actually attended by those who were only full of guns! "

Chen Zhongqi stood up and wished to drop the glass: "They know a fart, a group of stupid people who read silly books. What Daxi is a heavenly pilgrimage country, and should accept refugees, I will fuck. If this mouth is opened, go to At that time, the people in Daxi's frontier were really suffering. I'm not talking about the refugees. The group of people are lunatics, and they live like grasshoppers. The people in Daxi are safe and stable, and they don't worry about eating and dressing. But when the refugees come in, they will **** them clean! Fuck the people of other countries as people, but the people of Daxi are not people? "

When he shook his hand, his angry face was pale.

An Zheng said with a smile: "Your Majesty will not open this mouth."

"No, no, I let you say, should I drive?"

An Zheng frowned: "If you think about it from my perspective, you should open it, and then draw out a place for discipline and discipline. However, this is not feasible at all. Once you open your mouth, the refugees can't stop it."

"From a national perspective, don't open."

An Zheng shook his head: "There are always many contradictions in this world."

Chen Zhongqi said: "When it comes to contradictions, some people are as disgusting as flies. I don't know how many people envy the Western Kingdom of Buddhism, saying that there is freedom, freedom of belief, and everything is free. It is said that Daxi has no freedom, Daxi is arbitrary ... But they forgot that it was Daxi who gave them the current day. Before Daxi became a nation, years of turmoil and tens of millions of people were injured or killed. At that time, it was free. If Daxi split into seventy or eighty small countries, Then the battle continues, I see how the days go. "

An Zheng stood up and patted his shoulder: "You just think too much."

Chen Zhongqi: "You think too little, you only know to maintain the law, and nothing else is considered."

An Zheng laughed: "Because this is what I am best at."

Chen Zhongqi glared at Anzheng fiercely: "A person like you will not die well sooner or later."

Anzheng's head hurts, and the cup in his hand almost fell. The picture in his mind also dissipated, he watched the past team stunned ... Chen Chongqi, why did he kill himself?

People like you will not die well sooner or later.

When Chen Zhongqi said this sentence, did he already have the heart to kill himself? But the reason, why?

An Zheng got up, grabbed the straw hat on the table, put down the tea money for the tea stall owner, and followed the team forward. The team went all the way to the northwest, and it became more and more scarce. The land in the northwest is desolate and the climate is not good, so it is the poorest place in Daxi. Even so, Daxi's annual allocation to the northwest region is enough for the people to live a good life.

Southwest, southeast, central, these places are rich, so the taxes levied are higher. Half of these taxes are used to subsidize the Northwest. So the people in the eastern part of Daxi didn't understand more or less, why did the imperial court do this, collect taxes from them, and then send them to others in the northwest.

But the height that the people can't imagine is that once the people in the northwest can't survive, they will inevitably be in chaos. After really messing up? The folk customs in the northwest are fierce, and there are a lot of big schools in terms of practice. If they really fight, they do n’t know how many people will die. In this world, Daxi is not just a powerful country. Other powerful countries will not miss the opportunity when they see the civil strife of Daxi.

This is a contradiction and cannot be reconciled.

The people will not stand at the height of Chaotang to consider the problem, and they are too lazy to explain.

An Zheng didn't know how he had thought of these things in his mind. He thought that Chen Zhongqi had gone to the northwest for five full years to open channels for the other side and open up wasteland for farming. One, in addition to the reasons of Chen Zhongxu and Yu Wen's family, the people in the northwest respected Chen Zhongqi very much.

Anzheng entered the Haoyuan City with the team, and the owner had already been outside the city. The scenery was greeted by Chen Zhongqi. After waiting for the team to walk, An Zheng found a tavern not far from the gate and sat down and ordered a few dishes.

It didn't take long for me to sit down, and I saw a man wearing a hat and a gray cloth gown walk in from outside the city. The man walked with his head down, but the streets were bustling, but he didn't hit anyone. Every time when he was about to hit a person, his pace would naturally stagger. He obviously didn't look at the road, but he didn't deviate.

This person looks like an ordinary and strange river and lake guest, and it seems that the mix is ​​not so good from the clothes. But since this person appeared in front of Anzheng, Anzheng's attention has not left.

His man, his knife.

An Zheng frowned slightly, such a person, followed the team of Chen Zhongqi into the city, why?

Or felt An Zheng's gaze, the man holding the knife raised his head and glanced over here. An Zheng found that it was a middle-aged man with a slightly elegant face, and he was a bit elegant. He was obviously a swordsman. When he lifted his face, he gave the impression of being a scholar.

An Zheng suddenly thought of who he was.

Chen Zhongxu's four men are his close friends. One is Lu Deng. He once had contact with An Zheng, but later died of misfortune. One is Mr. Xie and the other is Huangfu Qingqi. This man and woman are almost inseparable from Chen Zhongxu. The other one is a man with a knife ... Su Mengmu.

There is a legend in the northwest, what is faster than time?

Su Mengmu's sword.

Su Mengmu sat down on another stool not far from Anzheng and glanced at Anzheng: "Why do you look at me?"

An Zheng smiled: "You are wearing a hat and holding a knife, can't you take another look?"

Su Mengmu said after a moment of silence: "Why don't you say what about me?"

An Zheng: "What if you fight?"

Su Mengmu glanced in the direction of the city gate, and then said: "You said, if I use what I just told you to talk to others, will it fight?"

An Zheng: "If you want to fight, why do you have so many excuses?"

Su Mengmu shook his head: "No, you don't understand ..."

At this moment, a carriage came in outside the city gate. The driver on the carriage looked sturdy and sophisticated. Curiously, he, a driver, poked a long knife beside where he was sitting.

After the carriage entered the door, Su Mengmu stood up, walked to the table of Anzheng, took a drink of Anzheng and took a sip, and said thank you. Then he walked towards the carriage. When the carriage saw someone coming to stop, the driver glared at Su Mengmu fiercely.

Su Mengmu really asked: "What do you think of me?"

The coachman really answered: "What do you think of you?"

Su Mengmu said: "You can't see me."

The driver pulled out the long knife around him: "No, what do you want?"

Su Mengmu draws the knife: "If you can't, just pull the knife."

The knife flashed, and the driver split in two. The blue star point in An Zheng's left eye spun quickly, and then he was shocked ... The insignificant coachman was actually the cultivation base of Xiaomanjing Pinnacle. However, under Su Mengmu's knife, he couldn't persevere even a thousandth of a second. The knife was killed.

A golden light erupted from the carriage, and the light group quickly extended outward. Wherever Jin Guang went, everyone was cut open in unison. In an instant, there was no one living within a few hundred meters.

A big red figure flew up from the carriage, looking like a woman.

She was in the sky, her left hand stretched out flat, and her right hand pulled back. On an invisible bow, three strong arrows flew out.

"The murderer did not come in the right place, nor did the murderer."

Su Mengmu did not hide or hide, the knife light shook in front of him, and the three unseen strong arrows of longevity shattered.

"You things from another world should not appear. No matter who the person you are killing, whether it is the prince or the people, as long as you kill someone, you should die.

Su Mengmu raised her head and looked at the red woman in the sky, slowly raised her knife. He is the first quick knife on rivers and lakes, and is known as a faster knife than time. But this time he raised the knife, but it was slow.

An Zheng closed his right eye and looked at the woman in red. She saw a flaming phoenix burning with a blazing flame.

The woman fell from midair and screamed toward Su Mengmu. Su Mengmu was still slowly raising his knife, his left index finger and **** were together, and he kept lifting something imaginary, and then suddenly smiled: "found."

Then he shot.

Three hundred miles from the knife.

Three hundred miles away, a woman in red sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly opened her eyes and tried not to move. A red line appeared on her forehead, and then her brain cracked open, and blood and brains dripped down her mouth.

Su Mengmu closed the knife and turned: "It's almost a small day, but it's not a waste of this knife."