Chapter 126 The Secret Affairs of Honghua Pavilion (3)

Zhan Long stopped, kissed the tears on her cheeks, and said: Sister-in-law, if you insist on rejecting me, I am no match for you. Even a master like Lord Zhang cannot easily possess your innocence, let alone me?You clearly hope that I will do this... Not to mention the ambiguous feelings that have been accumulated between you and me for a long time, there is one thing that my elder brother can never satisfy you. Haven’t you always wanted to have a child?I have always respected my sister-in-law and never dared to have any inappropriate thoughts before, but the forced love in the Qixing Tower is that we are just wrong.

Murong Xuehang said anxiously: Liulang, what are you talking nonsense?

Zhan Long did not stop, and continued rudely while saying: I'm just like that. After I finish, I'll kill and cut. Sister-in-law, please do it!

After saying that, he started doing it wildly.

Murong Xuehang sighed and closed his eyes. Zhan Long was full of heart and attacked, fully enjoying the pleasure brought to himself by his sister-in-law's plump and mature body. The slippery and tight feeling made Zhan Long constantly seek the famous feeling that was ecstatic and bone-like. It was precisely because there was no pause that Zhan Long came very quickly. He hugged Murong Xuehang's trembling body tightly and completed the final mountain torrent. Zhan Long lowered his head and said happily and tiredly: Sister-in-law, I'm done, are you willing to kill me?

Murong Xuehang sighed and said: You can't tell anyone about this, and!You must make sure this is the last time. If you force me to each other again in the future, I will commit suicide in front of you.

Zhan Long asked in his heart and a bad question: I wonder if he can win the bid with such effort?If we can't win, we will definitely have a next time.

Murong Xuehang pushed Zhan Long away angrily, and put on his clothes with red face. Zhan Long asked strangely: Sister-in-law, I think you are really confused. Why did you put on the clothes of that bad guy just now?

Murong Xuehang smiled slightly, tied up one of his hair with a jade hairpin, and then put on Lord Zhang's purple gold crown and said: I have been broken by him, so I have to put on his clothes first. In addition, I want to disguise myself as this person, but I can't learn his voice.

Zhan Long clapped his hands and said: It’s amazing!If you command his men to save Zi Ruoer, you will pretend to be hoarse. I'll just send an order for you, but this look...

Murong Xuehang said: It’s not difficult!

She took out a pair of human skin masks from her handbag and processed them with a brush. Zhan Long looked at it seriously. Murong Xuehang said: Before marrying your Yang family, I had a nickname called Qianfen Beauty. This disguise technique is the unique skill of our Murong family. Do you think I did it look like it?

As he said that, Murong Xuehang put the human skin mask on his face, Zhan Long said in amazement: He is reborn from that big pervert!

Murong Xuehang asked Zhan Long to cover Lord Zhang's broken body with Jin. He coughed a few times and shouted loudly to the outside: Come on, Ah!

After shouting twice, someone came in. Although they were wearing casual clothes outside, the boots under their feet were official boots. After the officer and soldier came in, he bowed to Murong Xuehang and said: What are the wills of sir?

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Xuehang's life was killed with one sword.Murong Xuehang pointed at the officer and soldier, and Zhan Long changed into his clothes knowingly and asked: Sister-in-law, do I want to make a mask too?

Murong Xuehang said: No, no one noticed a servant.

She took out a fake beard and asked Zhanlong to wear it. She also instructed: Tomorrow morning, we will command the army to Honghua Pavilion, and everyone will act according to the opportunity.

Zhan Long said: I understand, how to deal with these two corpses?

Murong Xuehang said: Go out and find the Taoist priest in charge of the Taoist temple.

Zhan Long thought to himself: Taoist Master Mu probably has set out as planned, so I will find a second in command.

As he said that, he opened the door and went out, and he took a young Taoist priest in there.

Murong Xuehang pointed to the ground and imitated Lord Zhang's voice and said: This woman and his helper wanted to murder me, but I have been executed by me. You will throw the body into the ravine, and gather everyone here immediately. I have an order.

Obey orders.

Zhan Long led the Taoist priest to carry Lord Zhang's body out. Soon the yard was brightly lit. An officer and a Taoist priest walked in and waited for his order. Murong Xuehang recognized the Taoist priest, who was obviously a confidant beside Taoist priest. He immediately understood eight or nine points, but Xuehang still dared not determine what was going on here.

So he asked tentatively: Where is Taoist Master Mu now?

The Taoist was stunned for a moment and said: Didn’t Lord Zhang send my senior brother to take the lead and act according to the plan?

Murong Xuehang's heart skipped a beat and thought to himself: It's bad, it turns out that Taoist Master Mu is a traitor. It seems that he must have gone on the mission. What kind of mission is it, I can't ask.

So he pretended to be angry and scolded: Nonsense, can I not know that he is going to carry out the mission? I asked him where he should be now?

The Taoist said oh, and thought for a while and said: It has been almost two hours since Senior Brother Mu set out, and he should have not yet left the Great Wall.

Murong Xuehang nodded, guessing that Taoist Mu must have chased Zi Ruoer. It is conceivable how dangerous it would be to have such a villain hidden beside Zi Ruoer. What should I do now?

Calm down and think about it: I'm sending an order, now gather the team and rush to the Honghua Pavilion.

The deputy general was surprised, but he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he summoned the army at the foot of the mountain and set off at night to rush to the Honghua Pavilion.

Murong Xuehang knew that although there was no possibility of catching up with Taoist Master Mu, the earlier he arrived, the less danger Zi Ruoer would be.

The brigade of men was slow to travel. After all, they moved around in the fourth quarter and walked out three or four hundred miles at noon the next day. Murong Xuehang was anxious and could not reveal it.

She secretly observed her team. Although the number was not large, about 3,000 people, the horses were well-equipped, especially these sergeants were carefully selected and strong men.

There are even many Green Forest masters mixed in. After hearing the words of the deputy general, he once asked himself if he wanted to join Lord Xu's troops. It seems that there are more than one team surrounding Honghua Pavilion, and it is best for me not to reveal my identity now.

Zhan Long turned into Lord Zhang's personal soldier, and followed his sister-in-law, and secretly worried about Zi Ruoer. Today is June 14th, and tomorrow is the day for Honghua Pavilion to gather together. I don't know how many troops Cheng Shijie has dispatched?

Tomorrow's Honghua Pavilion will surely be a bloody battle.

After a whole day of marching, he finally arrived at the foot of the Great Wall. After leaving the Great Wall, the terrain gradually rose. The guide told Murong Xuehang that the mountain ahead was Shuangqi Town. The reason why it was called Shuangqi Town was because the town was originally a large population and rich in materials. There were two bandits, and the team was quite large. Both sides wanted to annex each other and fought many times, but they could not distinguish between victory and defeat.

In the end, they all raised their own banners in the town. This made the local people suffer. On the one hand, they had to pay taxes from the government and then pay taxes from the two kings. In a terrible way, they moved one after another. Over time, only two banners remained in a prosperous town.

Because Shuangqi Town has red flowers, it is also called Honghuating.

The soldier asked Murong Xuehang whether he was stationed here as planned or whether he crossed the mountain ridge to meet with the other two adults.

Murong Xuehang thought for a while and thought to himself: Although he could better understand the officers and soldiers' things when he joined with other teams, he was a fake Lord Zhang after all. If he accidentally let the other two adults see the flaws, it would be better to keep calm and wait until the two sides confront each other tomorrow and appear in trouble.

So he ordered the army to choose a place to rest.

The army continued to advance, and there was about a meal. It was crossing a wide stream and the other side was a high hill.

The horse team climbed to the top of the hill and saw a piece of wild land under the hill, with green grass and very flat, about dozens of acres wide and ten acres long.

The lonely peak on the left is towering, with clouds inserted high. There are old pine trees on half of the waist, dragons and snakes flying, and they are as tall as a cover. The horizontal hill on the right is broken, and the terrain is low, and the stream water reaches here and turns into a clear stream.

The stream is full of peach willows hugging together. The flowers have passed, the clear shadows fall into the stream, and the soft strips dance gently with the evening breeze. The fat peaches on the trees are half ripe, and the red flesh is full.

There is a building on the right side of Shuoguo, which looks like a temple. When you get closer, you will find that it is an ancient temple that has been abandoned for many years.

The army stopped. Seeing the sun slipping west, the soldiers were making fires in the temple to cook. Murong Xuehang came to the temple alone with Zhanlong in his arms, trying to clear his mind and plan for tomorrow's plan.

I accidentally saw the red mountain flowers on the roadside blooming lonely in the lush greenery. The breeze swayed sadly, as if waiting for the drift after it withered.

From this, when I think of myself, I suddenly feel a little sad. How passionate I was when I was studying art in Mount Li.

I didn't expect that the Northern Han Dynasty would perish just after I went down the mountain. The so-called beauty always had tears in her feelings, and every thing she had fallen into her heart, which was the feeling she had now.

The various scenery of practicing sword every day facing the sunset of the empty mountains, the flowing flowers and the eagle in the sky no longer exists. We can only let the years pass and look back at the dream in the evening.

I couldn't help but sigh: Flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year.

I sent a message to the beautiful man in full swing, and I should be locked up by the white-headed man.

Zhan Long continued and asked again: Why is my sister-in-law so sad?

Murong Xuehang shook his head and said: I don’t know either. Maybe it’s because I’m sad about the scene. I haven’t returned to my hometown in Shanxi for several years.

A heavy rain at Honghua Pavilion last night made the weather particularly cool today. The valley along the mountain pass to Honghua Pavilion is still a zipper-shaped road, five or six meters wide, and two rows of strange trees planted beside it.

The trees are all thick and embrace each other. The trunks are as bright as red and pale as a cover, with flowers but no leaves, and the flowers are made of six colors, like silver jade.

Seven or eight feet above the ground, branches will be seen.

The rows below are sparse, the branches above are entangled, densely packed like two silver curtains, and two jade dragons flying around each other, giving the vermilion tree trunk below a foil, and suddenly becoming a wonder.

The grass under the trees is full of unknown red flowers. The flowers are bright in color and have a faint fragrance, and they begin to fall sparsely. The place near the Red Flower Pavilion begins to become dense. Looking from a distance, it is like a red ocean.

Honghua Pavilion is also named after it. It is a T-junction. The roads from the mountain pass are divided into two parts here. One leads to the mountain on the left and the other leads to the mountain on the right. The terrain around the pavilion is relatively wide, about one hundred acres in size.

Early this morning, there were men and women holding swords and swords gathered here. These men and women all put a red flower on their shoulders, about two or three hundred people, and the red embellishment was quite spectacular.

The leader was a girl in purple clothes. She stood in the middle of the Red Flower Pavilion, looking at the people outside the court with her eyebrows coldly. This woman was Zi Ruoer.

In front of Zi Ruoer, there were more than a dozen black lacquer coffins. Hundreds of heroes who came here to gather together could not guess why these coffins appeared. They were talking about it below. Zi Ruoer cleared her throat and said loudly: Uncles and uncles, brothers and sisters, today we have only one purpose, which is to unite to kill the rebel Cheng Shijie.From now on, we will be like-minded brothers and sisters, and there is no distinction between a monarch and a subject. I am no longer the Princess Liancheng of the past. Cheng Shijie sold his owners for honor. Over the years, we have probably countless loyal, brave and righteous officials who have killed us in the Northern Han Dynasty.Blood debts must be paid with blood. Although Cheng Shijie has heavy troops and there are many masters around him, as long as we all unite, we will definitely be able to kill the rebels.

Everyone followed: Kill the rebels, kill the dog thief of Cheng Shijie...

Hundreds of people shouted together, and their voices resounded throughout the valley.

A big man flashed beside Zi Ruoer and shouted loudly: I am Qi Chenghai, the Flying Tiger General of the Northern Han Dynasty. The princess summoned everyone this time to lead us to fight against the rebels. Some brothers may still be wondering if we have the strength. Now I will introduce a few people...

This is Wang Shi, the deputy general of the General of Yanmen Pass.

This is the military commander-in-chief of the Dama Pass.

This is Zuo Tiankui, the leader of Tongjia Village...

Zi Ruoer added: On the mountain on our right side, there is a Moyun Village. This is the leader of the Great Village, the Golden-winged Tiger Wanhuaqiang. Shuangqi Town is located in the intersection of Song and Liao, and there are still four thousand soldiers on this mountain. We can attack and retreat and defend. In addition, these brothers who hold important positions work together inside and outside, why worry about Cheng Shijie's immortality?In addition, everyone may be guessing what is contained in these dozen coffins, Uncle Qi, the museum is opened!

At Zi Ruoer's order, Qi Fengshan led his men to open more than a dozen coffins, and everyone's eyes were dazzling. It turned out that the coffins were filled with gold, silver and jewelry. When everyone was surprised, Zi Ruoer smiled slightly and said: Back then, the rebel ministers were in power, and the father thought that the country was difficult to preserve, so he sent the jewelry in the treasury overnight. In case of precautions, he put it in these coffins and transported it to the master of Wanzhai, so that one day, he would support us, the righteous men who loved our own mountains and rivers to make a comeback. With it, we could recruit soldiers, build artillery, and fight against Cheng Shijie's rebel thieves.

Wan Huaqiang smiled and said: Even I don’t know about this matter. At that time, the emperor said that the coffin contained the spiritual position of the ancestors. He was afraid that the Song army would be disrespectful to the ancestors after the mountains and rivers fell, so he sent it to me for worship and had a dedicated person to take care of it. Unexpectedly, there was military pay.