Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

Chapter 26

"My lord, my lord..."

Guan Junchen was awakened by an urgent call.As soon as he opened his eyes, he instantly felt his head hurt like a tear, and even his nose was hot as if his whole body was on fire.

"But something?"

Seeing Wang Jinzhi standing by the bed with a slight bow, Guan Junchen knew that Wang Jinzhi was definitely not a reckless person, even though his complexion was extremely gloomy at this time, so he immediately knew that there must be something urgent.

"My lord, Commander Wuyixiang Xia came here early in the morning with an edict - he is already waiting in front of the Zhengxin Hall to announce the edict."

"The emperor has a decree?" A layer of frost suddenly appeared on Guan Junchen's face.

Of course he knew what it meant for Xia Baimei to announce the decree in person.He had expected it a long time ago, but he still didn't expect that this day would come so soon.

"Wait for me to change."

He didn't care about his physical discomfort, but just as he moved, he felt his chest sink, and only then did he realize that Yan Chunxi was still sleeping on his chest.

A ray of autumn sun shone on the young man's face from the window, and the fine hairs on the skin seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light.

Those beautiful eyebrows stretched out, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, as if he had arrived at a beautiful place in his sleep.

Guan Junchen looked down at Yan Chunxi, at this moment, there was still a slight trace of tenderness on his face, and then he gently picked up the boy and put him on the side of the bed.

But as soon as he got out of bed, Wang Jinzhi said with a solemn expression: "My lord, Commander Xia said that he has an order from the sage... In addition to proclaiming the decree today, he also wants to see Mr. Yan."

"what?"

Guan Junchen stood up abruptly, and the sword pattern between his brows twisted fiercely.

He knew that Xia Baimei was definitely coming for him, the big case of King Pingnan's treason was pending there, and it hadn't been tried for several months.

This was not because Zhou Yingdi didn't intend to make a move, but because in Zhou Yingdi's big game of chess, he, Guan Junchen, was the big fish that Zhou Yingdi really pressed on every step of the way, and wanted to eat it completely.

He is prepared and dispatched, and he will never let it go.

But - Xia Baimei's move hit his weakest weakness at once.

Yan Chunxi.

Guan Junchen's phoenix eyes narrowed gloomyly, he lightly pressed his temples which were throbbing with excruciating pain with his fingers, and said in a hoarse voice, "Call Bai Suhan here."

When he said this, he paused slightly, with a trace of indifference on his face, and said word by word: "Then ask people to change clothes for the king and Mr. Yan, Commander Xia will come to announce the decree in person, and the etiquette cannot be sloppy."

"Yes." Wang Jinzhi was naturally prepared, he turned and went out, and then brought back Si Yue who was holding the prince's robe.

Si Yue carefully waited for Guan Junchen to change his clothes, while Guan Junchen silently stared at the bronze mirror.

In the mirror, he was dressed in a purple robe of a prince rolled in gold, with a jade belt around his waist, and his long black hair was tied high and tied into a red gold crown, looking extremely luxurious.

What a peerless prince.

His eyelids drooped slightly, holding back his cold eyes.

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Yan Chunxi was woken up by Si Yue when he was still asleep. He was a little puzzled when he saw that Guan Junchen was not in the room, but Si Yue couldn't say why, but hurriedly helped Yan Chunxi get dressed with a solemn expression.

Yan Chunxi was born in a wealthy family, and he also has some understanding of etiquette.Seeing that the robes he was wearing were different from those in the past, he felt that something big must happen today.

He didn't care about anything else, and walked out of the inner room as soon as he was dressed.

I saw Guan Junchen standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, silently looking at the chilling autumn scenery outside the window, while Wang Jinzhi and Bai Suhan both bowed their heads and stood behind him, and the whole hall seemed to be covered with dark clouds invisible.

"Brother Cheng..."

When Yan Chunxi saw the prince's robe on Guan Junchen, his face turned pale in an instant.

Prince Ning's mansion sits in Jinling, and it started from the mansion of Prince Yipin. There can only be one reason why a current prince can change into a full set of princely robes early in the morning——

The palace sent people to announce the decree.

Guan Junchen turned his head and glanced at Yan Chunxi, but he didn't respond.

He has black hair in high bunches, and his sideburns are neatly trimmed, revealing a smooth and proud forehead, and his expressionless face looks particularly alienated, as if he has become the aloof Prince Ning in vain, just like the gentle and soft-spoken him last night. They are two completely different people.

Guan Junchen didn't respond, and Bai Suhan and Wang Jinzhi naturally wouldn't speak either.

Yan Chunxi couldn't help but pause for a moment, he opened his lips slightly, feeling extremely embarrassed, and the intimate Chenggege was also very abrupt, so he suddenly couldn't ask what he wanted to ask.

Guan Junchen turned his head, and only slightly opened his arms. Wang Jinzhi immediately understood, and immediately took a black fox fur and put it on him.

And Guan Junchen looked at the sky outside again, and said indifferently: "Today it is so cold in vain, it must be...winter is coming soon."

As he said this, he took another fox fur from Wang Jinzhi's hand, and then slowly walked in front of Yan Chunxi who was still at a loss, unfolded the fox fur slowly, and then put it on the young man in front of him.

Yan Chunxi raised his head, and met Guan Junchen's eyes in a daze.

The look in Guan Junchen's dark red phoenix eyes was as secretive as a deep pool, and it was almost impossible for him to see what Guan Junchen was thinking, but at that moment, he suddenly panicked.

"Brother Cheng..." He whispered again.

"Don't freeze."

Guan Junchen lowered his head, and gently tied the fox fur belt around the young man's neck carefully. He took another deep look at Yan Chunxi before turning around, and said in a low voice, "Go, go to Zhengxin Hall Come forward, accept the order."

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In front of the upright and majestic Zhengxin Hall, the incense table has been quickly set up.

In the bitter autumn wind, the servants of Prince Ning's Mansion were divided into two rows and knelt on both sides of the Qingshi Road, all lowered their heads and looked at the ground respectfully.

Only Yan Chunxi knelt in the first place on the left, raised his eyes cautiously, and looked at Guan Junchen and Xia Baimei standing in front.

This was the second time he met the youngest commander of Wuyi Lane in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Xia Baimei was dressed in a dark black bird clothes alley robe, and carried a red gold emperor sword on his back. This time, he was wearing an official hat according to the full-length regulations, and his face was covered with a thin layer of black gauze, which barely covered his eyebrows and expressions. Only the icy aura remained.

Although he came alone, he was entrusted with an imperial decree, and his status was as precious as the presence of an emperor in person.

"The humble post bears the imperial edict written by the Holy Majesty, please Prince Ning to accept the edict."

Xia Baimei took out the red-gold imperial edict from her bosom.

He seemed to vaguely sense the solemn atmosphere that was different from the usual edicts. Although he took out the edict, he did not read it out. Instead, he raised his head and stared at Guan Junchen in front of him.

Guan Junchen also stared at Xia Baimei, but through the layer of black veil, he could only faintly see a pair of very charming and slender white eyebrows.

Although the stalemate between the two at this moment was brief, it was enough to make everyone around feel a little surprised.

Finally, Guan Junchen lifted up the hem of his crimson robe with no expression on his face, and then slowly knelt down on the cold ground of Zhengxin Hall.

Yan Chunxi watched this scene from behind, but for some reason, his eyes suddenly became sour.

His elder brother Cheng, his champion Hou... the unrivaled hero who once ruled the world and won the three armies bravely, but finally wants to kneel down like this.

Kneeling in front of Zhou Yingdi, kneeling in front of the heavy and cold etiquette system of the Great Zhou for generations.

"Following the heavens, the emperor ordered--"

Xia Baimei's hoarse and deep voice sounded slowly in the bleak autumn wind: "Prince Ning, Guan Junchen, has made great achievements and great power. He is a capable minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Today, the government and the public are full of traitors. Panic, at this time, Prince Ning will be ordered to enter Beijing immediately to meet the needs of the overall situation. Hereby."

Yan Chunxi's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, this day finally came.

Emperor Zhou Ying issued an edict to declare Guan Junchen to enter the capital. There is absolutely no more dangerous order in the world than this.

He looked at the figure of Guan Junchen kneeling in front of him, and bit his lips tightly. He knew that as soon as this decree was received, and as soon as he entered Beijing, Guan Junchen would feel like he was under a sword.

Guan Junchen buried his head deeply between his arms, looking at Xia Baimei's pair of black and gilt military boots in front of him.

At that moment, he suddenly thought that at the beginning of this year, it was also in front of Zhengxin Hall, and it was a winter day with heavy snow.

"As a minister, every drink and peck will be grateful for the emperor's kindness. Serving the emperor is more of the order of heaven and earth. The emperor bestowed a golden letter today, and the ministers are very happy-kneeling all night, everyone in Ning's palace will be grateful."

He knelt down all night to thank God.

He still remembers every word and every word.

People, living in this world, everything is bestowed by the Holy Spirit.

His name, his fate—in this life, he cannot control himself.

Little by little, he raised his hands flat, turned his palms to the sky, and said calmly and slowly: "Minister—accept the order."

When Xia Baimei handed the red-gold imperial decree into Guan Junchen's palm, for some reason, a bitter autumn wind suddenly rose from the ground in front of Zhengxin Hall, blowing the withered and yellow leaves and the back of Guan Junchen's robe high.

Xia Baimei watched Guan Junchen stand up slowly in the strong wind through the black gauze. His black hair was neatly gathered in the golden crown. Desolate and exhausted.

In front of him is the famous Prince Ning of the Great Zhou. More than ten years ago, his reputation resounded throughout the border. The iron cavalry he led once firmly frightened the enemies of the Great Zhou beyond Guanshan. It should leave a strong mark in the history books.

But now, a hundred years later, will future generations still know that the Great Zhou Dynasty once had such a talented champion?

At that moment, Xia Baimei suddenly became distracted.

He remembered that when he accompanied Emperor Zhou Ying who was still the crown prince in the palace, that year, the news of Guan Juncheng's great victory in Guanshan was reported to Chang'an, and the late emperor Longyan Dayue wrote an edict that night to make Guan Juncheng the unique champion of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Emperor Zhou Ying stayed up all night in the East Palace. He copied the edict of the first emperor over and over again. After writing it once, he threw it into the brazier and burned it, and then wrote it again.

Xia Baimei still remembers that night, when Zhou Yingdi's eyes were red, when he fixedly stared at the word "Champion Hou" on the desk, it seemed as if he wanted to engrave something into his flesh and blood.

Perhaps, from that night on, what happened today was already destined to come.

Xia Baimei sighed silently in his heart, but then he collected his thoughts and said again: "Prince Ning, I still have an oral order to pass on."

Guan Junchen didn't have any expression on his face, but the deep eyes made it hard to see what he was thinking: "Oral order?"

"Yes." Xia Baimei's voice was hoarse. He stood still, facing Guan Junchen, and said in a deep voice: "The Holy One ordered me to bring Yan Chunxi, the sinful slave of Prince Ning's residence, back to Fengge."

Yan Chunxi, who was kneeling behind, turned pale in an instant, and his back was soaked in cold sweat almost instantly, and he barely fell to the ground by supporting himself with his hands.

Despair engulfed him like a thick night. In fact, he was by no means a coward, but until this moment, he didn't really know what fear was.

In front of the Ninth Five-Year Lord and in front of the cold Bird Clothes Lane, he is so small and humble, he is like a grasshopper, he can be trampled to death at any time, this kind of horror and powerlessness is like falling into the abyss.

And Guan Junchen raised a pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes, and glanced at Xia Baimei lightly: "Feng Pavilion?"

"Yes."

Although people all over the world call the most gloomy and frightening place in Bird Clothes Lane Feng Prison, the people in Bird Clothes Lane always call it Fengge in an elegant manner.

It seemed that the [-] tortures there, and the rolls of blood-stained confessions did not exist, and the clouds and wind were so light that it seemed that it was just an elegant place for literati.

Guan Junchen folded his hands into the sleeves of his robe, and there seemed to be a trace of sarcasm on his face: "The Phoenix Pavilion in Wuyi Lane is far from an ordinary prison. Only high-ranking officials and nobles are lucky enough to enter it. What a crime I have committed as a small criminal slave in the Ning Palace. , to have such an honor?"

"Prince Ning—"

Xia Baimei's voice did not fluctuate, and she said calmly: "You know that what you do in Wuyixiang should only be listened to by the gods, and you don't have to answer any inquiries from officials in the court. Please don't embarrass your position. Furthermore, Fengge is not a sea of ​​swords and flames, if there is nothing wrong, we will naturally let Mr. Yan go, and you don't have to worry too much about Mr. Yan."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Guan Junchen raised his slender eyebrows lightly, he seemed to ponder for a moment, and then said calmly: "Then you can take someone."

As soon as he said this, even Xia Baimei froze slightly.

And Yan Chunxi, who was kneeling behind, suddenly seemed to collapse, and his body was also precarious.

He raised his head and looked sadly at Guan Junchen's straight and cold back. The autumn wind slightly rolled up Guan Junchen's clothes, as if answering silently.

He just waited eagerly, waiting for a long time, but he didn't wait for that person to turn around, even if he just glanced at him.

In fact, if he still had the chance, he really wanted to tell Guan Junchen that this time, he would not complain.

Last time, he didn't understand, so he resented very much.

But this time he understood, from the moment he saw Guan Junchen kneeling down to receive the order, he understood.

He didn't blame Guan Junchen, didn't blame him, and didn't want him to suffer even more because of himself.

He just really wanted to take another look at him and tell him—

Tell him that if people really have an afterlife, he just wants to be a quiet peach tree.

He wanted to be born in Guan Junchen's courtyard, to sneak the peach blossom with the most full bloom in front of Guan Junchen's study desk, and wait for that person to break him off with his own hands in the lingering spring days...

Yan Chunxi showed a sour smile, he finally lowered his head, closed his eyes as if accepting his fate, and knelt down on the ground.

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"Then you can take someone."

When Xia Baimei heard Guan Junchen's words, although she was startled for a moment, she didn't find it unexpected immediately.

Even though Prince Ning has an honorable status, Yan Chunxi may be an extraordinary pamper to him.

But a courtier is a courtier after all, and under the coercion of the Great Zhou Emperor, no one in the world can not bow their heads just like that.

"Thank you, Lord."

Xia Baimei bowed slightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward with his left foot.

But the face of Guan Junchen standing in front of him was still indifferent, as if nothing that happened here could move him,

Just when Xia Baimei was about to pass by Guan Junchen's side, the rustling autumn wind slightly blew the corners of his robe, and the yellowed autumn leaves made a slight withered sound under his military boots. Bai Mei suddenly stopped.

At that moment, he suddenly felt an unprecedented uneasiness attacking him from all directions.

He was one of the commanders of Wuyi Lane of the Great Zhou at a young age. He stepped into danger more than a thousand times in his life and retreated completely, but this time made him tremble almost instantly.

wrong--

The situation is extremely dangerous!

Xia Baimei's tiger and crane dual-form kung fu has already reached the level of transformation, a tiger is a big cat, and a cat is sensitive, so he naturally has the essence of it.

As soon as he felt something was wrong, in an instant his entire back was arched vigilantly like a cat, and he was about to step back as soon as he kicked his toes.

But by now it was too late——

Guan Junchen swung his sleeves violently, and the ink-colored fox fur on his body immediately covered Xia Baimei like a dark cloud covering snow.

Xia Baimei gasped, he never expected that Guan Junchen would dare to attack him.

You must know that he is not only the commander of Wuyi Lane, but more importantly, he is carrying the Chijin Emperor Sword at this moment——

With the Huangji sword in his body, it was as if the emperor had come in person, but Guan Junchen dared to attack him, this was already tantamount to treason!

"Prince Ning, you—"

Xia Baimei twisted his body neatly, raised his evil long eyebrows fiercely, and shouted loudly.

But before he could finish his words, he saw a streak of dazzling golden light coming straight towards his face with a howling wind in the dark cloud that was as thick as black ink——

"Xia Baimei, you are bold! How dare you falsely pass on an oral order from the Holy Master, and take it down right away!"

Guan Junchen's expression was serious, and Xia Baimei had to stop talking with a whip.

Three feet long whip, consuming cowhide, golden whip tip.

Xia Baimei's voice was stopped immediately, and his pupils shrank suddenly. He recognized Guan Junchen's famous weapon in an instant——Thousand Armies Sunder Armor!

Thousands of troops broke through the armor and shocked Guanshan.

At that time, the generals of the Xirong army were not afraid of any other weapons, they were only afraid of Guan Junchen's hand that could swim like a spirit snake, or a whip that weighed as much as a thousand weights.

It is said that with the power of a whip from the champion back then, Huyan Chongfeng, the first general of Xirong, was shocked to death through a heart-guard, including a man and a horse.

Guan Junchen has not led any troops since becoming queen, and almost no one in the world has seen the power of a thousand armies piercing armor. For many years, Xia Baimei was the first person who had fought against Guan Junchen.

"drink!"

Xia Baimei yelled loudly, twisted his tall waist, almost pulling his body up out of thin air.

The five fingers of his right hand opened wide like tiger's claws, and he forcibly grasped Guan Junchen's whip with his bare hands!

With one move, the jaw of Xia Baimei's right hand burst open, and dazzling blood flowed down his wrist onto the bluestone bricks of the main heart hall.

Under the thin black gauze, Xia Bai's eyebrows were like gold paper, and two of the bluestone bricks under the red gold army boots were crushed by him.

He took a deep breath, a pair of upright and handsome phoenix eyes suddenly flashed an unspeakably deep look——

The champion of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it turns out that he is so powerful.

However, the current situation was so serious that Xia Baimei would not be allowed to be distracted for a moment. He had barely stood still when he felt a biting cold wind blowing from behind him.

Of course Xia Baimei knew that Bai Suhan, the second steward of Guan Junchen's mansion, had also become famous at a young age and was a well-known first-class master in the martial arts.

Xia Baimei's expression froze, and his body was already lifted up like a crane, but just as he jumped up, the Qianjun Armor in Guan Junchen's hand had already rushed towards him with a little bit of golden light.

Xia Baimei took a deep breath, almost turned over in the flash, and quickly retreated.

But Bai Suhan had expected in advance that as soon as Xia Baimei moved, his movement immediately followed Xia Baimei's steps, and a pair of icy palms lay across his chest, sealing Xia Baimei's way of retreat.

When masters fight with each other, if they retreat with one move, they will retreat step by step.

In terms of martial arts alone, Xia Baimei is one of the top ten masters in the imperial palace, and he is by no means against Guan Junchen or Bai Suhan. The passive situation is not an accident.

Xia Baimei knew in an instant from the bottom of his heart that he had no choice at this time, and it was nonsense to want to take Yan Chunxi down. The only thing he could do now was to retreat.

His mind was like lightning, he made up his mind, and with a quick turn, the black robe flew up like the wings of a goshawk.

But at this moment, he stared at Guan Junchen, who was dressed in a prince's robe, his expression was as dignified and indifferent as if covered with thick frost and snow, and his whip that pierced thousands of troops with one hand was flying like a storm. He has already made up his mind to keep him no matter what.

At that moment, Xia Baimei's heart suddenly became a little confused. He tried a few times, although he had a faint feeling that Yan Chunxi must have an extraordinary connection with Guan Junchen, but there was no definite fact after all.

But now, he has really tried it out——

This prince of Chaoning, who was enshrined as a marquis at a young age, is so invincible, but what is more rare than this is that such a hard-edged champion, Hou Zhuang, was repeatedly suppressed by Emperor Zhou Ying after he was young. Can hold this breath.

Emperor Zhou Ying bestowed him a minister, and he knelt down all night, and received it respectfully; when King Pingnan was restless and made a move, he also treated it indifferently, and sent a pair of "Loyalty Posts" lightly, even if Zhou Ying The imperial capital was greatly surprised.

Such a character is extremely good at forbearance, his scheming and the depth of the city can be imagined.

Prince Ning had obviously endured it all his life, even if it was the extremely dangerous intention to enter Beijing, he still accepted it.

But it happened, it happened at this moment to make a move.

The reason for it was an insignificant person, a mediocre Mr. Yan in the Eighteen Crane Gardens.

Who would have thought?

Xia Baimei thought about this in his heart, and suddenly he couldn't help but froze for a moment.

What kind of power is it that can make such a gloomy and forbearing prince who is aware of the dangers around him to resist the order decisively?

Xia Baimei seemed to be able to vaguely touch that answer, but she was unwilling to really think about it.

All along, he thought that Guan Junchen and Zhou Yingdi were the same person——

They are all the men with the most power, and they are destined to be the men who are the least able to have love in the world.

But now he couldn't help thinking, maybe...he was wrong.

At the moment when Xia Bai's eyebrows trembled slightly, the pulse of his right hand tightened in vain.

Startled, he raised his head suddenly, and saw Guan Junchen's serious face very close at hand.

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