Chapter 862: Qiu stayed that day

Chapter 862 Remaining That Day
The people would not bother to see or see the undercurrents of Dongjiang, which seem to be calm, nor the disaster that may come tomorrow. They can only see today's day, and run for today. It is already this time of spring sowing, and there are not many pedestrians on the official road.
When the farmers working in the field heard the sound of stuffy thunder rolling over the ground from a distance, they all got up and looked in the direction of the sound. They are curious, but also take the opportunity to relax straight up and relax. The children were playing on the side of the road and hadn't noticed why his father's tired bent waist plate looked so strange. They also didn't understand why his father would put his hands on his waist when he stood up, he would gasp and sweat.
When they saw that a terrible army was coming, the adults in the field began to cry with panic and shouted that the children would leave the official road. The children ran to the arms of their parents as if they were in danger of getting into the under their parents' wings.
I haven't seen the movement of the army for a long time, so people are a bit frightened.
The cavalry who rushed past in the official way was aggressive, and the word Mu on the front banner let the people breathe a sigh of relief.
It's Mu Man.
This place is not too far from the bank of the Yangtze River, you can see the embankment through the village.
A dozen riders came from the Yangtze River to meet the team. The father holding the child in the field told the child a bit of pride. It was called scouting, which was for the team to explore the road. The child's eyes are admired. At this age, he still thinks his father is omniscient. If there is any question, he can get the answer from his father.
The scout leader jumped off the horse's back, hurried a few steps, and then fell to his knees in front of a general in iron armor, because the distance was far away, and the people did not know what he was talking about. Then they saw the Iron Armor reaching out and pointing forward, and the team set off again.
"Master, I will be such a general in the future!"
A boy nestled in his father's arms, saying so.
"it is good"
My father laughed, "My child is just motivated!"
I don't know how many fathers have sincerely praised their children, and then after a few years, they have to have a headache for how their children can live a little better in the future. The fact is that being motivated does not mean that ... will succeed. If there are a million fathers who are proud of their son, then perhaps only at most one of the million fathers can be proud to watch the son put on that armor.
The remaining 99,999,999 fathers either farmed the church son with their hands, worked with the church son with their hands, or ... wiped an old tear when the son put on his livery, Pray for his son not to die on the battlefield.
The team quickly passed the village and town, and then rushed west along the Yangtze River embankment. After a dozen more miles, the team stopped again. A large ship was parked by the river less than 200 meters away. This was the only place within 30 miles that was suitable for large ships.
It used to be a very prosperous merchant ship supply place. The Yangtze River floods flooded the strait hundreds of years ago and the place was destroyed. Who knows that after the water receded, the trestle was exposed and there was no damage. However, because the water village was built near the county seat of fifty or more miles away, the caravan chose not to moor here.
Solitary, there is only one ship.
There were no signs on the ship, and it was impossible to see which firm they belonged to.
The general in iron armor waved his hand, and the team broke apart. He jumped off the horse, raised a thousand miles of eyes, and observed it carefully. After a few words were commanded, two hundred knights immediately got off the horse and took out the weapon hidden under the cloak from the back.
It was a musket, something that many people in Central China had heard of but had not seen. And Mu Guangling's team seems to have something more special. At the time of the formation, Su Yang, the leader of the Penglai School, had asserted that this cavalry was an army that could really threaten the great practitioners.
A team of two hundred and fifty people scrambled towards the big ship, and then stopped a few tens of meters away, in a fan-shaped array, and aimed their guns at the muzzle.
Mu Guangling took off the iron helmet from his head, his face was gloomy and watery.
He strode over to the side of the ship, followed by eight warriors in iron armor and long gauntlets. Only eight people in this cavalry team still use puppets, not firearms.
Big ship
On deck
Fang Xie sat there alone, with a small table in front of him, and there was a plate of braised fish stewed on the table. It was a river fish that he had fished up after dawn. Tangy. He actually had the mood to find someone on the shore to ask for two radishes, then cut into thick slices and stew them together under the fish.
In the northwest, the people of Fan Gucheng are used to stewing fish like this. It's just that they don't have much time to eat fish all year round, and that small lake east of Fan Gucheng has only been frozen for a few months. Fan Guren used to stew with radish and fish and called it fish pickles.
To be honest, after a long stew, that radish tastes really better than fish.
Not only radishes, but also stewed very wide noodles, sometimes with pork belly. This way of eating must be regarded as alien in the South of the Great Sui River.
Fang Jie picked up a slice of radish and put it in his mouth, feeling the smell of fish.
He glanced at Mu Guangling when he boarded the ship, then reached out to pick up the jug, and filled the empty glass with wine. Behind him, Mu Xianjun, who had broken one arm, sat on the chair with a vicious expression on his face. When he saw his father, he cried like a child.
"Bring Master Back"
Mu Guangling's gaze looked at Mu Xianjun's bare right shoulder, his eyebrows shaking involuntarily. The iron armored guard behind stepped forward quickly, helping Mu Xianjun to get off the ship.
"Temporarily changed my mind."
Fang Xie pointed to the opposite chair: "I was going to let my man take the little grandfather to take a step first, and then thought about it, it might as well give him back to you first."
Mu Guangling faced Shen Shui and sat down opposite Fang Xie, waving his hand to prevent the guard's intention to step forward.
"good smell"
Mu Guangling picked up chopsticks and put a piece of fish into his mouth, and chewed slowly: "A person's attitude towards food can explain his attitude towards himself. Zhen Guogong can slowly stew a fish so fine Naturally, I care more. So I don't understand why you want to target me deliberately. "
"When you come to Dongjiang, the first thing ruined my layout in Beiliao. I did n’t investigate this matter because you are, after all, your uncle Yan Yan, I can find a reason for you, you I don't want your father-in-law to be your enemy in the future ... This is enough. "
"Second thing, you killed my two men and sent me the head back to my house. I also found a reason for you, because these two people did send them to you for killing. If not The two of them went up on their own, and you didn't have a chance to kill them. This reason is enough. "
"Third thing, you've lost my son's arm."
He looked at Fang Jie: "I didn't help you find a reason for this, because any reason is meaningless. Even if my son is wrong, it is not wrong in the eyes of his father. The wrong will always hurt him. He Without an arm, if I don't kill the person who disused his arm, it's my father's fault. "
"Yes"
Fang Xie nodded: "Understandable."
"So, I have no reason not to kill you."
Mu Guangling put down his chopsticks and stared straight at Fang Jie's eyes.
"It took me a whole morning to stew this fish, and I beat it when I finished."
Fang Jie picked a piece of fish fat and put it in his mouth. Then he took a sip of wine, which was very beautiful.
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"Speaking of this has nothing to do with you abandoning my son's arm."
Mu Guangling looked at Fang Xie and said.
Fang Xie drank the last sip of wine and looked at the remaining half of the stewed fish with a pity. "I thought you would eat some, but I didn't expect to waste my kindness."
This sentence is pun intended.
"The things you told me are not worth my son's arm."
Mu Guangling stood up and stepped back a few steps: "If Dongjiang really faces disasters, I would rather give up and enter the Central Plains and keep every inch of land I should keep. I thank you for telling me this, and the 100,000 Frontiers. You warned in advance. What else is important to know the top and bottom of Mu House? I can fight for the world for my son, but I can't lose Dongjiang for the world. But this has nothing to do with this battle between you and me Now. "
"I never thought about avoiding this battle because I told you this. To avoid it, I didn't have to stop, and I didn't have to return your son to you. Maybe it was because I returned your son to you. , You think I'm showing you good ... If you think so, you're wrong. "
Fang Xie also got up and stretched his body: "I returned him to you because of his cultivation, even if there is only one arm left in the future, he can kill countless enemies on the battlefield, because he can still help the East. Jiang works. If he is returned to you, he will still come to me, and I will kill him next time. "
"Why do you tell me foreigners?"
Mu Guangling suddenly asked: "If I bring troops into the Central Plains and foreigners invade, I rush to lead the troops back to defense will inevitably cause heavy losses. Isn't it better for you? You tell me now, it seems silly. A Those who look at the highest places should not make such a choice. "
"You're wrong again."
Fang Jie said: "The person who looks at the highest place knows what must be put first."
Fang Jie pulled the cuffs, revealing the white lining inside, especially clean and refreshing.
"Let your people go back. It will inevitably hurt innocent people. The musketeers you have are meaningless to me. I made this stuff earlier than you. I only learned last night that you have a special musketeer team. , Can deal with the major practitioners. And I just happened to kill a natural poisonous body, and dilute his blood with some soaked ammunition, should the practice that can erode the major practitioners be correct? "
Fang Jie's mouth was slightly proud when he said something slightly.
"Just guess this, because your son brought that person to kill me, and I happen to be a person who is not afraid of this thing, so you still keep this team against foreigners. Although there are no practitioners among foreigners, But there are some wizards who use the meteorite to change the vitality of the world. "
"Why do you know so much?"
Mu Guangling asked curiously.
"Who knows."
Fang Xie shrugged his shoulders: "Maybe it's because I have a lot of heart ... Come on, I have to rush back after this fight ~ EbookFREE.me ~ This thing not only tells you, but also tells the forces of the Central Plains I have to tell the court. I ’m going to have to rest after the fight, and there ’s something you guessed wrong. Just as you would immediately give up the plan to enter the Central Plains because foreigners may invade, there are many in the Central Plains. Many people who are willing to temporarily give up fighting for this matter. If you do n’t believe it, look at how many people are willing to help you when the foreigners ’troops set foot on Dongjiang land.

Fang Xie slowly said, "There are things that can change the position of each other as enemies. I always believe this."
Mu Guangling was silent for a while, then shook his head: "No need to hit. I can't kill you."
He looked back to the distance: "This revenge will remain with you the day I kill all foreigners."
He turned around and strode forward: "Fang Jie, let me tell you! The reason why I Mu Guangling was able to gain a foothold in Dongjiang, the reason why the Emperor Da Sui was unwilling to change me is precisely because I know what matters and what matters!" Mufu bleeds too much blood to defend Dongjiang. Today, if foreign enemies invade, Mufu people's blood will never flow behind others! As long as I don't die, I will come to you sooner or later! My son's account with one arm , Can never be erased! "
Fang Xie watched the figure go away and folded his hands with his hands.