The wind blows the grass on the grassland, and the Beiyuan court is running on its own.

Emperor Yuan left the City of Eternal Life, silently.

It is enough to have only one person accompanying you.

There were some tenacious dog-tail grass growing scattered beside the road. Xue Lu bent down and pulled off two pieces, and handed them to Xue Zheng, who was slightly behind half a step back.

Xue Zheng took it with him in confusion, and was in a state of no clue.

Xue Lu smiled and said, "I remember when I was a child, I went out to play together. Didn't you like to hold this in your mouth the most?"

Xue Zheng smiled knowingly, held it in his mouth, and followed the emperor's brother to slowly go up the mountain.

The advantage of holding a dogtail grass in his mouth is that it looks unrestrained and unrestrained, and does not hinder his speech.

Xue Zheng found a big stone on the top of the mountain and sat down casually. He looked at his good brother and patted him on the side, "Sit down!"

After Xue Zheng sat down, Xue Lu stretched comfortably, "How many years have we brothers not come out so leisurely and chatted?"

"It's been a long time. The state is very heavy, and it's really rare for the emperor to escape."

As soon as Xue Zheng finished answering in a stern manner, he saw Xue Lu looking at him with a strange look. He was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

"Are you scolding me? The state affairs are heavy, do you think I...I am heavy?" Xue Lu replied angrily.

The major events of the country are sacrifices and wars.

In this Changsheng City, known as the Heart of Beiyuan, there are Great Shaman Chile, military god Xue Zheng, and the remaining political affairs are the prime ministers. He, the Yuan Emperor, can be regarded as one of the most idle people in Changsheng City.

Xue Zheng scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled, "That's also the emperor's mind and boldly delegating power."

"Today we are brothers, not monarchs and ministers, so talk well."

Xue Zheng nodded and was silent.

Above head, geese flew by, the sky was high and the clouds were clear.

Xue Lu hit him with his shoulder, "After so many years, why are you still so bored?"

Xue Zheng sighed lightly, "Tired."

Xue Lu bent her knees and rubbed them backwards, and sat more steadily, "Your boss is not very capable, you have to let go if you should. Learn from me!"

Xue Zheng was slightly surprised and turned to look at the emperor's brother, "The emperor's brother can trust him."

Xue Lu said carelessly: "The Emperor of the Southern Dynasty killed his whole family, we took him in and gave him wealth and glory. What's wrong with him?"

Xue Zheng smiled and bowed, "The emperor's mind is indeed hard for ordinary people."

"Don't flatter you, don't look at your cultivation level as strong as Beiyuan. When it comes to flattering, you will probably have to count backwards in this city of immortality."

Xue Zheng smiled and said, "Maybe it's better than the emperor."

Xue Lu was stunned and then laughed with Xue Zheng.

Xue Lu suddenly remembered something, "Luliu Tower hasn't been so lively these days, right?"

"Well, that guy has left, now he has changed to a new one. The business is still good, but it's so popular that day."

Xue Lu stood up with her knees, "Do you think the big hero he told is true or false?"

Xue Zheng also stood up, "Of course it's fake. There has never been such a person in history."

Xue Lu frowned and looked south, turned to look at Xue Zheng, "What about the scenery and scenery mentioned in the storytelling? Have you been to the Southern Dynasty, tell me?"

Xue Zheng's heart sank. Looking at Xue Lu's face, he knew that his royal brother was not as idiotic as rumors outside. On the contrary, he was completely talented and stubborn. It was just that due to the general trend of the world over the years and his own strong dissuasion, he had no interest in state affairs and had to indulge in his sensation.

If you are interested in it, the world will be in chaos.

With the war, it will be difficult to have peace again, and there will be many flesh and corpses scattered in a foreign land.

Xue Zheng thought to himself, "I'm sorry, brother."

"That's nothing, the heat and boredom of the Southern Dynasty, the trees are growing, insects, snakes, rats and ants are rampant, and the mountains are rugged and bumpy, which is far less than the vastness and vastness of our grassland. Therefore, the southerners advocate exquisiteness and meticulousness, and their minds are deep and dense, and they are even less than the ambition of our grassland men galloping on horseback and whistling their bows."

Xue Lu nodded repeatedly when he heard this, "So that's how it is."

He laughed, "It seems that this storyteller really can't believe it."

Xue Zhengshen nodded with consent, "Those four have never been kind-hearted people."

"Oh, by the way, how did you arrange the town? As you said, his life was not very comfortable." Xue Lu finally remembered that he was throwing a son in the Southern Dynasty.

When Xue Zhen mentioned, there was a smile on Xue Zheng's face, "It's only one year now, so I'll have to stay for about three years before I let him come back."

Xue Lu sighed, "This child has never been to kiss me since he was a child, but he can play with you. His mother died early, so I should care more about it."

Xue Zheng was silent, he was not easy to answer these words.

The dull expression flashed, and Xue Lu regained his spirits, "A few days ago, the Emperor of the Southern Dynasty sent me a letter of fame. According to convention, the Wuyin Conference is about to begin, and our people can set off. Then let Yan Jinghan lead the team. He is familiar with the situation and help me see the town."

Xue Zheng nodded and followed Xue Lu's steps and took a walk back slowly.

After returning to the palace, Xue Lu stood on the high platform in the palace, his eyes spread out from the City of Eternal Life at his feet, looking at the unknowing south rivers and mountains, and narrowed his eyes.

"The southeast is beautiful, the three Wu capitals, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times."

"There are three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus flowers. The Qiang pipes are sunny, the diamonds are singing at night, and the fishing fishing for the old and the lotus."

"Pei Xingyan, what you see and hear, can you have these."

"Bi Yuanhuang, there is indeed."

Xue Lu sighed softly.

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At the Guancheng Army camp, many soldiers were surrounding the circle, looking at the two people confronting each other with excitement on their faces, and talking a lot.

"You said this kid is really arrogant. He has caused so many troubles in just two days after coming to the military camp!"

"That's not, I don't accept discipline! Who doesn't come like this? A new recruit will not be able to go to heaven! But I see, it's over. Now Meng Chongshan takes action himself and can be defeated by him."

"I heard that this kid was stuffed in directly, so he wouldn't have any background, right?"

"Far, background? Now I don't fight and have no military merits. Who has a background who is full and has a full army to join the army?"

"That's right! Look, it's about to begin!"

The two people who were originally confronted each other, one tall and one big and three thick man, were moved at the same time with a boy of normal figure.

The big man took a sudden step, stirring up a burst of dust, clenched his huge fist and smashed it to the top of the boy's head.

Looking at the sturdy appearance of this big man, who knew that he did not feel clumsy at all when he took action, but instead there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Unexpectedly, the boy moved faster. He moved his feet and fist in an instant. He bowed his body and instead of retreating, he directly crashed into the arms of the man and made a stick.

The big man smiled grimly, and after being hit, his body was slightly backed up, his arms immediately closed to his chest, and he was about to hug the boy in his chest.

The young man suddenly lowered his body, bent his knees and bounced his head, and actually slid through the middle of the big man's legs and kicked the big man's back.

The big man was kicked and staggered, turned around suddenly, and the young man rushed over again, jumped up in the air, and looked at the top of the big man's head with an elbow.

The man was not panicked either. He slapped his left hand and slapped his right hand and slapped the young man who had nowhere to leverage his power in the air.

The boy landed steadily, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the two of them fought together again.

Outside the crowd, two figures slowly walked towards him. A middle-aged man in armor, with a national face, majestic expression, and a dragon and tiger walk. Behind him was a slightly younger man, also wearing armor.

It was Huang Daxing, the commander of Guancheng Army, and Yan Jie.

When the two approached, the people next to them realized that they were shocked and were about to salute. Huang Daxing stretched out his hand and pressed it.

The crowd silently gave way. Huang Daxing looked at the two men fighting hard and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

Yan Jie smiled, "After entering the camp, this young man might have some opinions on some of the military's conventions and was not convinced, so he had a dispute with some old people. But when he arrived at Meng Chongshan, it was over."

What he said in the end was not as others said before, as the young man could not beat Meng Chongshan. Instead, he said that after he arrived at Meng Chongshan, he could no longer solve the problem in private and needed them to intervene.

Huang Daxing reached out and stroked his chin, "Do you think he can beat Meng Chongshan?"

"Yun, Meng Chongshan has been at the top of our Guancheng army for several years, and is at its peak in his prime. Although the young man looks a bit good in martial arts, he still finds it difficult to defeat Meng Chongshan." Yan Jie sighed, "After all, he is not a cultivator."

Huang Daxing's eyes were also a little depressed, "Yes, after all, he is not a practitioner."

Nowadays, there are long no trace of practitioners in the army. Those practitioners who are willing to join the army, whether they are genealogical monks or wild practitioners, have been uniformly incorporated by the court and unified into an army. His Majesty personally leads it. Only when war occurs may they be sent to various troops.

Although according to rumors, thousands of elite soldiers can reach a high-level practitioner, and there are still some that seem to be fighting.

But the cruel truth here is that the children under his command are the cannon fodder that fills his lives.

But these are all living people and vivid faces. As their heads, how can they bear it?

Taking a deep breath, Huang Daxing slowly pressed down his emotions, narrowed his eyes, and began to look carefully.

When the noisy dust slowly dissipated, the young man and the man still stood opposite each other.

Huang Daxing and Yan Jie looked at each other, with a look of shock in their eyes.

The rest of the audience are still in doubt.

Meng Chongshan, who was tall and big, clasped his fists at the boy and said in a muffled voice: "I lost."

After saying that, he turned around and left.
To be continued...