Chapter 492 Longquan, Remnant Book, Spirits

Damba Wangjie lowered his head and did not dare to look up at Zanpu and garqinling, with a gray face.

Gar Qinling was calm and said indifferently, "It seems that we have overestimated Li Ke."

"Yes." Qi Zong sighed and nodded helplessly, "I thought that Li Ke, on behalf of the imperial court, would stand in the fair position of the Tang Empire and think about the problems of war and peace, and would have a certain decisive power."

"It's true!" Danba Wangjie said angrily, "I didn't expect that Li Ke was just a puppet and decoration in front of Qin Mubai. Qin Mubai didn't discuss with him at all, so he made a decision. What else do you say? Although the Han Dynasty is Confucian, it may not be weak! Those who violate the prestige of the heavenly court will be killed even if they are far away! It's really annoying! - Zanpu, Marshal, if we want to go to war, we may not be afraid of him! Although Qin Mubai claims to be an army of 400,000, we occupy the best of the time and place. In the face of the danger of destroying the country, we fight against each other and let them come back on the plateau!"

"General Deger is right." The face of garqinling sank slightly and said, "Since Qin Mubai oil and salt do not enter... then Zanpu, please send troops to fight against the enemy!"

"It seems that Qin Mubai has done everything, so that we don't have any room for manoeuvre." Qi Zong's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a trace of anger and murderousness on his face. As soon as he raised his hand, he was waiting for the order to send troops from the Chalqin Mausoleum. Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the royal city.

The Chalqin Mausoleum sent the Danbawang Outstanding City to check and reported that it turned out that it was the tribal leaders, noble leaders and representatives of civilian families who flocked to the royal city to "demonstrate" and threatened to burn the murderous demon king - Hou Junji!

"It's been nearly ten days in a row." Qizong said, "Qinling, it is impossible to make peace with the alliance now, and Hou Junji has also lost his value. What should I do? I'll give it to you."

"Yes." Karqinling answered and said to Damba Wangjie, "You go out of the city to tell those people and say that Hou Junji will be openly executed within three days!"

In the evening, the garqinling came outside the room of the prince.

I only heard the woman's fierce shouting in the room and laughing with Hou Junji.

Garqinling stepped on the door, and the sound in the room suddenly stopped.

In the room, Hou Junji and the two women are naked**. Looking at this situation, the two women were abused by Hou Junji and were scarred.

"Get out of here." The Chalqin Mausoleum shouted coldly. Two women picked up the messy clothes on the ground and covered them randomly, and went out in a hurry

"Get out of here, get out of here!" Hou Junji waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's just right that I'm tired of playing with these two women. I'll change them to two new ones. Also, I'm only interested in your Zanpu women! Don't use female slaves to pretend to be Zanpu's waitress, or I'll kill one by one!"

"You don't have a chance." Garqinling looked at Hou Junji and said, "Today, I will come to see you for the last time."

Hou Junji was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "Well, those good brothers have been waiting long enough, and it's time to accompany them. Say, when will you do it?"

"Anytime." Gar Qinling said coldly, "I pity that you are a rare military master, and now I will give you one last chance. Either surrender immediately, we will not blame the past, and please praise you as General Wei Ru. You can continue to live a good life that you can't play with good wine and meat women; or you are openly burned to death in the Fuscumen of Luo City!"

Hou Junji lazily pulled a dress and put it on his body. He walked to the Kar Qinling, looked straight at his face and said, "Do me a favor first, and I'll answer you."

"say."

"When you caught me, you should have captured my belongings on my saddle. There is a sword, a book, and a pot of wine. Hou Junji said, "Sent someone to pick it up and give it to me."

Garqinling didn't say anything and called a bodyguard to pick up the things. Not long after, the things were picked up, and the Chalingling threw him in front of Hou Junji.

Hou Junji bent down, picked up his sword first, turned around and sneered at Garqinling, "Aren't you afraid that I will draw my sword and kill you?"

"You won't." Garqinling said lightly, "If you draw your sword, you are not Hou Junji. Besides, even if you draw your sword, you are not my opponent.

Hou Junji raised his eyebrows, nodded and smiled, "Gar Qinling, you are still a person. In fact, if we are not natural enemies, I may make you a friend. However, natural enemies are natural enemies, and it is impossible to become friends.

"Is this your answer?" Garqinling said in a somewhat annoyed voice.

"It's true!" Hou Junji sighed, and a rare relieved and gentle smile appeared on his face. He slowly pulled out his sword and said, "Do you want to know the origin of this sword?"

"I'm not interested." Garqinling stared at Hou Junji, "If you have something to say, just say it quickly. My patience is quite limited."

"This is an ancient sword, named 'Longyuan'. It was renamed Longquan because it avoided the name of my Tang Dynasty." Hou Junji said, "When I followed Qin Wang in the palace of Qin, the king of Qin personally gave me this sword. This is his carry-on sword, which has always been his favorite.

"If you want, we can give you a tribe." Garqinling said, "Wanhuhou, is it comparable to a sword?"

Hou Junji smiled and didn't say anything. He opened the bag and took out a broken book from his bag.

Gerqinling smiled and said, "It's just a Tao Te Ching, and half of it has been burned. What is so precious that you can take it with you on an expedition for thousands of miles?

"You must have heard of the person who gave me this book." Hou Junji slowly picked up the book and gently stroked it.

"Who?"

"I am the military god of the Tang Dynasty, Li Yaoshi, the Duke of Wei. That's my teacher." Hou Junji slowly opened the page and said, "Can't you think of it? What Li Yaoshi taught me is not the military book, but the Tao Te Ching?

"It's a little funny." The Chalingian Mausoleum laughed.

"It's not funny at all." Hou Junji's eyebrows were slightly thoughtful and said, "At that time, the emperor recommended me to the door of Wei Gong to learn the art of war. After learning half of it, Wei Gong refused to teach me the art of war anymore, but let me read the Tao Te Ching. I was very angry at that time. I quarreled with Duke Wei on the spot and went to the emperor to complain. When I got home, I set fire to this Tao Te Ching. It was my wife who snatched the book from the brazier and kept it secretly. My husband didn't give me this book until I was demoted and exiled.

Gar Qinling raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What's the special meaning of this book for you?"

"Actually, Duke Wei wanted to warn me that Hou Junji's temperament was too fierce and his mental skills were too fierce, so he wanted me to cultivate myself. Now it has been proved that my Hou Junji's ability is no worse than that of anyone else. If I lose, I will lose in this temperament. Now I can also understand that the reason why he didn't teach all the tactics of war in those years was that he was worried that one day if I led the army against the other, who could control me? Hou Junji sighed and said, "It's a pity that Hou woke up too late."

"This is what you Han people say. Is it good for people to die?" The Chalqin Mausoleum said.

"Oh, whatever you think." Hou Junji smiled indifferently and picked up the last thing in the package, a wooden wine pot that looked very ordinary.

Pry it up and shake it, full of a pot of wine. Hou Junji smiled on the spot, "Ghar Qinling, have you ever heard of 'Qin Xianjiu'?"

"I've heard about it." Ghar Qinling said, "I heard that it is the strongest wine in the world, invented by Qin Mubai."

"Yes, it seems that you still have some insight." Hou Junji opened the lid of the pot and smelled it, and laughed again, "Do you dare to have a few drinks with me?"

"Come on, prepare a banquet."

"Haha, garqinling, you are indeed a little heroic." Hou Junji smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid. This is a pot of poisonous wine that Hou Junji used to break himself?"

"Suicide? This is not what Hou Junji can do. Otherwise, why wait until today?" The garqinling said lightly, "Once, I drank wine with Qin Mubai once before the two armies. That time, it was not fun at all. Today, I'm going to drink with my sworn enemy again. I won't get drunk. As the saying goes, wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants, but I prefer to drink with my enemies. There is a taste that ordinary people can't appreciate.

"What about you? You are indeed a little arrogant; but you just gave birth to the wrong place." Hou Junji smiled and said, "If you were born in the Tang Dynasty, Qin Mubai would definitely be far inferior to you. It's a pity that God teases you, first giving you amazing ability, and then makes you born in a country doomed to fail and perish.

"Whoever wins or loses is not what you say with Hou Junji's mouth." Garqinling was very calm and said, "I'll accompany you to have the last meal and drink the last pot of wine. Hou Junji, you are worth it in your life.

"Indeed." Hou Junji did not deny it. He shook the wine pot and said, "At the broken head banquet, there is the first hero in the world to accompany the banquet, and he drinks the first wine in the world!" Haha, Hou, this life is really worth it!"

"Is this wine given to you by Qin Mubai?"

"Not bad." Hou Junji nodded and said, "After he became an official, Qin Mubai stopped brewing wine himself. All the Qin Xian wine in the world came from the wineshop of Wu's business name. But this pot of wine is different. It was brewed and preserved by Qin Mubai himself in the early years and specially left for his father to drink. When Qin Shubao passed away, there were only three pots left. He sacrificed to his dead father with one pot, drank one pot with me alone, and then gave me the last pot.

"Then, you were bought by him like this?" The sneer of the Chalingian Mausoleum.

"Gerqinling, even if you learn from the rich five cars and understand the past, there are some things that you, a barbarian, may never understand." Hou Junji said, "The world loves the icing on the cake. How many people will send charcoal in the snow? ...In my Hou Junji's opinion, the sword, the remnant book, and the liquor are from the hands of three people, and these three people also decide or change the life of my Hou Junji. To this day, Hou has no regrets about what he has done; the only regret is that he can't say thank you to these three people in person before he dies!"

The eyebrows of the Chalqin Mausoleum raised and fell into silence.

"So I want to ask you to do me a favor." Hou Junji said seriously, "After my death, please send the Longquan Sword, the Tao Te Ching and this wine pot to Qin Mubai, and ask him to return the book and sword to His Majesty and Duke Wei."

Gar Qinling frowned slightly and was still silent. After a moment, he said, "Is this your only wish before you die?"

"Yes." Hou Junji looked directly at the Garqin Mausoleum and said, "Garqin Mausoleum, I, Hou Junji, never ask for help in my life. This time... I beg you!"

Garqinling nodded slowly, "I promise you!"

At the banquet, Hou Junji and the Chalqinling raised their glasses and drank and got drunk together.

Two days later, in the early morning, a large pile of firewood was piled up in the Futumen Square of Luozhi Wangcheng, and a pillar was erected to tie people. Tens of thousands of people gathered in the square in the early morning, and there was a lot of noise.

Hou Junji was transported by the prison car and escorted to the firewood pile. When the left and right sergeants wanted to tie him up, Hou Junji pushed him away and said, "Don't bother! Someone is sitting in this pile of firewood for you to burn! If you struggle for half a time, you are also a son of a bitch!"

Gerqinling, who came on horseback, waved his hand and motioned the sergeant to retreat.

"Hou Junji, at the last moment, you can think about it again." Garqinling frowned and said, "In public and private, you and I are the enemies of the sky. But I really don't want you to die. Because no one has ever been able to drink with me so happily!"

"It turns out that the Chalqin Mausoleum would also say such a thing." Hou Junji laughed.

Gar Qinling also smiled, "When even a demon like Hou Junji can reveal human nature, why can't I tell a few words of truth?"

"Maybe you are the fourth person I should be grateful for." Hou Junji smiled and said, "But don't waste your time. Burn it quickly!" My brothers can't wait!"

Garqinling sighed and was ready to leave. Suddenly, he stopped again, took a big pot of wine from the saddle and threw it to Hou Junji, "I almost forgot - I gave it to you!"

"Thank you!!!" Hou Junji shouted this, pulled out the plug and drank it.

The milky white milk wine wet his chest.

"Ignite!"

......

The fire is raging and the smoke is rolling.

A group of lamas sitting around in their coats closed their eyes and praised the scriptures. The ferocious wizards danced the witch dance, and the onlookers cheered loudly.

Hou Junji sat in the fire, staring at the distant east and looking up to the sky. His hysterical voice roared angrily: "God! If there is an afterlife, let Hou Junji be born in the Tang Dynasty!!"

Garqinling stood in the distance, closed his eyes, shook his head and sighed, "Why is there no such general beside me? ...Qin Mubai, your life is so good!"