Xu Jiye's voice was dry, "Can you kill Zhang Jiao?"

Li Ruyu remained silent.

Xu Jiye was stunned for a long time before sighing sadly: "If you kill my brother, I will kill him."

After saying that, I slowly drew my sword, there was nothing to say, only killing.

Xu Jiye felt helpless. For some reason, he remembered the long-lasting incident. The stories in the water had long been drowned in the years when he was the Zhao Shizhang Kingdom.

Li Ruyu was not afraid at all.

If you can kill Zhang Jiao, you won’t be afraid of Xu Jiye, a scholar.

Li Ruyu was originally no match for Zhang Jiao, especially in the second round, Zhang Jiao took back the white short sword. The sword with the two swords in his hand was like a storm, and the two swords were like Yin and Yang fish swimming. In just three or four rounds, he added seven or eight injuries.

But Zhang Jiao still died, dead under arrogance.

He didn't believe it until he died, and a sword that came out of Lingxi could kill him with a sudden sword.

Li Ruyu forgot the dreamer Jing Ke, but at the endangered moment, he remembered the sword technique of killing ten steps, so Zhang Jiao died.

Zhang Jiao was not suffering when he died, but just looked at himself with pity, and then he said the last words: Master, you say that when you are holding a sword, you must not be angry and draw the sword for the beauty. The love in those novels is lies, and you must not fall in love with any woman. Women are indifferent and righteous. The more beautiful they are, the less affectionate they are. Don’t follow the footsteps of the "Young Master". Say that the sword is the world of the world.

But the disciple still violated your old man’s teachings.

However, I really want to go back to Qingcheng to tell you, Master, you are wrong.

When she first met her, she was washing clothes and smiling slightly when she raised her head and found her own world.

The more you talk, the lower your head becomes.

When he finally died, Zhang Jiao called out a person's name.

Very ordinary name, Zhang Xueqing.

Zhang Jiao, who called Zhang Xueqing, had a warm feeling like spring in his lifeless eyes, as if he had the whole world.

Li Ruyu just looked at him quietly.

I said she was very happy to meet you.

Zhang Jiao smiled, but opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

Li Ruyu knew that he wanted to say thank you.

...

...

Xu Jiye drew his sword, and Li Ruyu was shocked inexplicably.

Xu Jiye was a scholar, and there is no doubt that Jiang Qiufang had his resume. During the Shunzong Dynasty, the young Xu Jiye entered the army and served as a military officer in the Western Army. Later, due to the defeat of Xu Jizu, Xu Jiye became an official in the local area.

First, he served as the chief clerk in a county under Gongzhou. Later, the county magistrate was killed by a criminal. The Xu family used countless connections to make Xu Jiye fill the gap, and later transferred to Jiang Qiuzhou as the magistrate.

With the case of Su Banyue's family destruction, the former magistrate of Jiang Qiuzhou was promoted to Xiangyang Prefecture, and Xu Jiye made up for the vacancy again and served as the magistrate of Jiang Qiu.

This resume is not outstanding.

The only military career is also a civilian military man.

There is no information that this scholar from the Xu family has practiced swords and went to the battlefield in Jinyu Mountain, but has never fought in person.

At this moment, Xu Jiye was in his hand, but Li Ruyu suddenly saw an iron-blooded general who had been in danger of death on the battlefield - Xu Jiye's face was solemn, and his body was filled with an iron-blooded and cold temperament.

Any veteran of the army knows where this temperament comes from.

Only those who crawl through the sea of ​​corpses and blood will develop this kind of iron-blooded temperament.

Li Ruyu frowned.

I had a slight bad premonition. Could it be that I accidentally hit Jiang Qiu's prefect is really an alien?

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came.

Both of them looked at each other and were stunned for a moment. What did he do?

Veteran and old horse, holding a sword.

Du Laosan slowly came to the Chunfeng Pass, dismounted and held a sword in his hand. He didn't even look at Li Ruyu, but just stared at Xu Jiye coldly. At this moment, he was no longer the old shopkeeper of Ping'an Inn, but just a veteran who walked down from the battlefield.

Xu Jiye frowned, "Old Du?"

Du Laosan's eyes were no longer respectful and humble, his waist was straight, and his face was tragic, "Xu Junji, do you still remember the battle at Jinyu Mountain twenty years ago?"

Xu Junji?!

Looking at Du Laosan, who had been servile in the past, called his long-lost position instead of his second master, Xu Jiye suddenly realized a lot of things and couldn't help but sigh, "You can really bear it."

Du Laosan was very quiet, tragic and quiet, "I have to bear the unjust death of two hundred and fifty-seven lives."

Xu Jiye was silent and said for a while: "That incident was not my wish."

Du Laosan shook his head, "It's not important. I only know that because of your battlefield record, my 257 robes died unjustly, and the forty-three robes who survived will bear the shame of deserters forever!"

Xu Jiye remembered the war.

The eldest brother Xu Jizu was a deputy general and led 300 soldiers to Jinyu Mountain to suppress the bandits who repeatedly harassed food and grass logistics. Unexpectedly, he was defeated and returned home. Only 43 left were left after the 300 soldiers returned to the camp alive.

The two military men only came back alive.

The military man died under the arrow.

Afterwards, he was sent to the Western Army Commander's table and sent to the Lin'an War Department's war record, which said that his elder brother Xu Jizu bravely cut off the rear and saved more than 40 deserters with serious injuries.

But what is the truth? The military man who died under the arrow will never tell anyone.

In fact, the military man died under his own arrow.

The one who broke the back was not the eldest brother, but a hundred people led by Du Laosan, and only a dozen people came back alive.

I had to kill the military man and had to change the record of the war.

Who told me that the eldest brother was the first to escape?

If the real situation is known by the commander of the Western Army, the eldest brother will be asked to beheaded, and he, the military man, will be abandoned by his family and will never have a chance to make a comeback. Because of this, the more than 200 people who died in the battle to kill the enemy did not get any fame, and their family members only received a small pension.

The forty-three soldiers who fled back were also called deserters and were left to the vanguard of three thousand soldiers and made meritorious service by the commander of the Western Army.

Only eleven people returned to their hometown alive.

Although the eleven soldiers tried to reveal the truth afterwards, fortunately, there was a minister of the Ministry of War in the Xu family who used all the energy they could use to suppress the matter.

When the civil strife in Dali ended, his eldest brother Xu Jizu was still slowly promoted in the Western Army.

Go to the official position by yourself.

Du Laosan and others retired from the army and returned to their hometowns. The Xu family once again used the energy of the officialdom, making them afraid to speak out what happened back then.

The dark plan back then was buried in the years.

I never thought that this Du Laosan had endured for so long, and now he had the opportunity to meet the lonely self by him, which was indeed unexpected.

He sighed, "What happened back then was that my Xu family was sorry for you, but after so many years, you already have children and grandchildren. For the sake of the aspirations of that year, would you bear to let them be buried with you?"

Du Lao San laughed and said angrily: "How can three or five children and grandchildren compare to the unjust death of 257 people in the cottage, and how can they compare to the unjust injustice of 42 people in the cottage!"

Holding the sword in both hands, he stared at Xu Jiye coldly, "Xu Junji, today I, Du Laosan, are two hundred and fifty-seven dead people, please die!"

Xu Jiye was silent, staring at the sword flowing out of the black market, and said something irrelevant, "This is a Western Army standard sword."

杜老三不语.

死在西军制式战刀下,你该知足了.

Xu Jiye continued: "The sword is the sword of the past, but people are no longer the people of the past. Du Laosan, if I told you that Xu Jiye, who tampers with the records of war, made you die unjustly and made you forty-two robes with deserters, would have died long ago, would you believe it?"

杜老三哂笑一声.

In fact, I believe it. Although I am just a veteran, I have been paying attention to the trends of the government for many years. Now that the Beizhen Fushishi has taken action against Xu Jiye, the prefect of Jiang Qiu is likely to be an alien.

他若是异人,便不再是当年的徐继业.

Xu Jiye felt a little empathetic and sighed with a low mood: "Actually, like you, I also watched countless robes die in front of me, and the thirty-six brothers who were like each other and planned to work together to die tragically. No one understands your state of mind better than me."

He paused and sighed, "But this is how life is. Maybe after a hundred years, I will personally kneel down to your robes and apologize, but today, I don't want to die."

Du Laosan said one by one, "But I just want to ask you to die."

大风拂来.

老兵衣袂飘飘.

手中战刀雪亮似青天.
Chapter completed!