Chapter 221: Reaching the same goal

He waited until Chu Yu's group of coaches drove far away, and only tolerated before moving forward.
When Chu Yu talked with Rong Zhi "borrowing one step" before, Mo Xiang was ordered not to keep up, so it was easy to look forward to Rong Zhi's return, and he hurried to meet him, saying, "Son, what should we do now?"
Tong Rongzhi recovered his slightly drifting mind. Although the situation in the Southern Dynasty was a little chaotic, it was not the direction he expected. At this time, if he wanted to send troops from the local area, he might not be able to defeat Jiankang's army. It was also a hit.
What's more, he doesn't need to use this mess anymore.
This game was played by a flower who stretched out a hand recklessly, disturbing the pieces on the board, and did not know how many pieces he had available, and whether he could pick them up.
After a moment of groaning, he said, "We will stay here for a while, Mo Xiangyou and Yu Wenxiong with my handwriting letter, and contact my people everywhere to see how much is left."
Wu Rongzhi raised his hand, and suddenly felt a lack of energy in his body, almost falling to the ground. He just said that it was too much effort to spend with the wrong hand, but for the sake of caution, he cut his own veins.
Seeing Rongzhi diagnose his pulse for no reason, Qi Moxiang couldn't help worrying and asked, "My son, what's wrong?"
Wu Rongzhi released his hand and shook his head, "Nothing."
Then he turned to Yu Wenxiong: "You took the black ride out of Jiangling. It should have attracted the attention of many interested people. It can be regarded as giving up the stronghold of Jiangling. This is a mistake, but you came to save me. Saved me ... "Rong Zhi smiled slightly." How can I reward you for your return to your hometown? " .
Su Yuwenxiong's resolute face emerged with surprise, kneeling on one knee, "Xie Gongzi."
Wu Rongzhi turned his head, his quiet and distant eyes turned to the north: "When the Southern Dynasties are finished, we will return to the Northern Wei Dynasty." After more than four years of absence, I do n’t know why all is well?
堆叠 Ice and snow stacked in the distance, just like the clouds of the horizon.
Uh ...
In the winter, Gangneung is also piled with snow and ice.
He He made people stop the carriage, walked out of the warm lingering carriage, came into contact with the cold air, and his whole body was refreshed.
He shook his gorgeous fox fur cloak on his shoulders proudly. After he stood still, he looked around to see the simple bamboo house at the end of the bamboo forest, and he could not help frowning.
"Is there nothing wrong here?"
He Hozhen turned his head and asked the attendant next to him. The attendant respectfully said, "I've asked someone, and there is only one family with the surname concept living outside Jiangling City."
After listening to the attendant's reply, He Yan frowned critically, looking again at the two bamboo houses next to each other, and walked with the mood of trying.
The two bamboo houses stand side by side, and they are constructed by stitching ordinary thick bamboos, but the craftsmanship is not very fine. Obviously, the builders only care about comfort, but ignore the good-looking. The appearance is very rough. In my eyes, it seems natural to be out of touch.
Some people came forward to knock on the door. After a while, a lazy voice came from the house, "Who is coming?"
He He slightly hesitated, cleared his throat, and slowly said, "He descendants."
After a while, the voice inside the room came a little reluctantly: "The door is not locked, you can come in by yourself."
He He slightly lifted his chin, and the attendant reached out and pushed the door open, letting the waiter wait outside. He entered with his arms folded, and the door behind him closed again.
After entering the room, He Yan's gaze swept away, and he could see the situation inside the room. Although the room was small, it was not crowded because there was very little furniture. There were only a few cages at the corner, one facing the door. There is a small red clay stove next to the bamboo ottoman. A pot of wine is warmed on the stove, and a few dishes of refreshing dishes are placed on the ground near the stove.
The owner of the house was lying on the couch, holding a wine glass in one hand and chopsticks and chopsticks in the other hand. He looked very leisurely. He heard the voice of He Yan coming in. He didn't get up to meet him, only to take care of himself. Drink and eat.
When he saw the man, he was somewhat surprised by the young man, but was quickly attracted by another thing: "You can't see?" The man's eyes were closed and not open, but his The movement was methodical, and he couldn't see that he was blind.
The man smiled and said, "I really can't see it. Why, this son of He, didn't you inquire about who I was before you came here?"
He Yun thought about it. He took half a piece of jade tincture from his arms. It seems that the jade tincture was broken by someone. The fracture was not very flat. He pinched the jade tincture with his index finger and thumb. He used to benefit others in the past. If I have something to ask for in the future, I can use this half of the jade to come to Jianglingcheng to find someone with a surname. "
The man pulled the corners of his mouth, a weird expression appeared on his face, and put the cup and chopsticks down. Then he was willing to get out of bed. He didn't wear shoes on his feet. The stove was burning inside, but this faint heat couldn't resist the cold winter invasion into the house. He walked slowly, and slowly said, "I'm right, my name is Guan Canghai."
At this time, He Zhi realized that the view of Canghai was wearing only a single coat, but it seemed that he could not feel the cold at all.
Watching the Canghai walked to the cage, opened it and turned around, whispering something in his mouth, He Zui vaguely heard words such as "trouble", "dead old man", "no peace", but could not hear it. distinct.
翻 He rummaged for a while, and finally got up with half a piece of Jade, and walked back to the pair with He You, the two halves of Jade just matched.
Zhe Hezhang was a little dazed, and he had always closed his eyes while watching the sea, but when he held the two half of the jade jade in alignment, the movement was not bad ... Is he really invisible?
"You are right." Guan Canghai said with a light tone, and took half of He Zuo's hand, saying, "The beneficiary you said should be my father. Now he is dead, and I am him. His son will naturally inherit his promise. "He held the jade in his hand, his palms pressed together, and in He Zhi's horrified eyes, the hard jade turned into fine particles and fell on the bamboo board on the ground. , Making a crisp sound.
He Fangfang was still wondering whether the sea was really blind, and he was a little worried whether the person could fulfill the entrustment request, but at this moment he was calmed by his seemingly casual actions, and his hands looking at the sea did not look like How to be strong, just with a very ordinary look, only to crush the jade!
While He Xun was still horrified, Guan Canghai sat back on the bamboo couch, and the hand that was enough to break the iron stone gently picked up the still warm glass, and asked, unhurriedly, "Say, what you have What is it? Since it is the kindness my father owes, as long as I can do it, I will do it for you. "
He Zheng came back to God, biting his teeth and said, "I want you to kill someone for me." Although the person in the plain record has died, but anyone who knows the inside knows that the person is still at ease. The ground is alive.
As long as the man lived for a day, the thorns in his heart would linger.
"who?"
"Liu Chuyu." His wife, the person he hates most.