I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man

Qin Nuo stood on another tall building not far away, looking into the rich darkness. Listening to the faint shouting and killing, and the figure fled around in the near future.

Through the sound of Xiao Se's rain, those sounds of killing gold and iron were a little fuzzy. But in the occasional screams, an atmosphere of brutal killing was still felt.

The action was almost doomed from the beginning.

Not only are the numbers of the embargoes involved in the round-ups, but they are also top players.

If it wasn't for the sake of catching as many live feeds as possible, the battle would have ended now.

There were also several high-ranking officials from the Criminal and Military Departments accompanying the emperor. For the young emperor not to stay in the palace and wait for news, she had to be on the battlefield, and everyone was full of doubts, and it could only be classified as the blood of the young people. Fortunately, this waywardness is still within the acceptance range of the courtiers.

The shouting and killing gradually subsided.

Qin Nuo looked back and looked at the people around him.

"Is Ren Qing mindful?"

Ren Jinglei was standing behind him, staring at the heavy rain curtain through the window, suddenly amazed.

As the new commander of the Wucheng Warrior Division, he did not participate in the round-up tonight, but accompanied the emperor to take people and take care of the emperor's safety.

Upon hearing Qin Nuo's inquiries, Ren Jinglei immediately returned to God and bowed down, "The minister was concerned about the situation of the war, and was temporarily out of shape."

"Are you worried about Nanxiang Hou?"

"The emperor joked, and Pei Tuo's kid didn't have much to worry about." Ren Jinglei quickly restored his bright and cheerful expression, and laughed.

"Is that thinking about going to the battlefield myself?" Qin Nuo laughed. "I heard that Ren Qing's martial arts was directed by General Pei from a young age, and he is also the top one in the Five Guards of the Imperial Army. When it is so important, you cannot kiss It's not a big deal to fight with your friends, but stay with your uncle. "

"Which positions do you all contribute to the court and the emperor? It ’s tiring to fight and kill every day." Ren Jinglei also blinked at Qin Nuo, Xiu Yi was lovely.

Qin Nuo looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and most of his eyes were admiration.

The Wucheng Warrior Division is different from the Five Guards of the Forbidden Army, because it is responsible for maintaining the security of the capital city. However, shortly after taking over, Ren Jinglei handled his official duties very well. It is rare among people of his age. Prior to Pei's recommendation, it really turned out to be brilliant.

"After this battle, Nan Chen's fine works in Beijing should be able to clean up the land almost." Qin Nuo sighed.

"The Emperor is wise."

"It's just that the wildfires are endless and the spring breeze is blowing again. Do not completely destroy the resistance forces in Nanchen, and soon, I am afraid that there will be a new system built."

More than a decade ago, Da Zhou also used the thunder to sweep down Nan Chen's potential forces here, and captured and killed all its leaders. However, a few years later, another Yaoguang came and re-integrated the original broken and withdrawn spy report system, and built a perfect network.

Hate, how can the people lurking in the south of Da Zhou not have such outstanding talents?

"Nan Chen weakened, so why is the emperor worried, the establishment of a spy report system will take at least three or five years. At this time, our army must be able to level the south." Ren Jinglei calmly smiled and comforted.

"It's also the case, what I need to consider now is the manpower lurking in Beishuo." Qin Nuo stretched his waist, waiting in the middle of the night, seemed a little tired.

However, his lazy waist stretched to half, Qin Nuo's eyes fell on Ren Jinglei, and he suddenly laughed: "Ren Qing, if you arrange for you to host Beishuo's spy net, can you do it?"

"Ah?" Ren Jinglei looked for a moment, obviously stunned by this unexpected option.

Seeing such a dull expression on his face, Qin Nuo suddenly felt like laughing.

After thinking about it, Ren Jinglei smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid the minister is not up to the task."

"Reluctant." Qin Nuo pressed hard.

"Uh, Chen is familiar with some generals in Beishuo, especially the soldiers stationed at the border."

Qin Nuo suddenly hesitated and laughed: "I almost forgot, you have lived in northern Xinjiang for many years."

After Ren Jinglei was adopted by Pei Yi, he quickly returned to the Northern Army with him. His life and study of martial arts were all over there. Even when he was young, he served as the deputy commander of the Perak battalion. Accumulated military achievements.

He is the same age as Cui Wei, and is considered one of the youngest promoted officers in the army.

The most important thing is that because he is noble, friendly and sociable, he has acted as an accompanying ambassador on several occasions with the Bei Shuo and negotiated with him. Really familiar.

During the time of laughing and joking, the logging outside gradually subsided.

The spies running away have been banned or killed by the embargo.

There is only one battlefield and it continues.

Above the tall building, Qin Nuo suddenly said, "It's over, let's take a look."

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Yan Chang hit with a punch, and her strong vigor drove Yi Yi to fly.

This kind of practical internal force hedging is not fake, and it can best test one's skill.

As soon as the two touched, Yao Guang with the bronze mask took a step back and stabilized his body. On the opposite side, Yan Chang retreated several times on the bluestone paved ground, his feet across the thin water curtain on the ground, causing a splash of water.

Yan Chang was shocked by the strong internal force of the opponent, and at the same time the original inexplicable belligerent heart was more eager, and his eyes glowed sharply.

But he didn't wait for him to stabilize before rushing forward. There was already another figure leap up beside.

It's Pei Tuo.

Hey, obviously I haven't lost yet, can you grab someone's prey like this? Yan Chang stared angrily at Pei Tuo's back, but unfortunately the two had been killed inextricably, and there was no room for him to intervene.

Yao Guang had a short knife in his hand. One inch is short and one is in danger. Only a short knife with a length of more than a foot is in his hands, but it is like a long, gun-like weapon, showing an impenetrable defense and an impenetrable offensive.

Pei Tuo Yin gun waving opposite, sharp offensive.

The two were playing fast, and they heard only the continuous clash of gold and iron throughout the field, almost merging with the sound of rain. The figure of the two people is even more difficult to understand, as fast as flying shadows.

The night was deep and shrouded in heaven and earth, and the sound of the rain was rapid, adding a touch to the originally quiet night.

Between the two people's moves, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the impact of vigor is getting more and more intense. People around us can feel a **** and murderous spirit spreading around.

Even the rain curtain around them seemed to be afraid of the two's momentum, distorting to avoid the center of the war.

It was the momentum of the two's hedging that affected the trajectory of the raindrops.

Between the fighting, the figures gradually appeared around. It was the other members of the embargo who ended their fighting and came back here one after another.

"Good opponent!" Standing next to Yan Chang, Pu Yangcheng whispered.

Such a strong opponent, any martial arts man could not help but be motivated to be belligerent, even he has always been calm and self-confident.

"I heard that Yao Guang's martial arts were truly extraordinary," Yan Chang's eyes narrowed.

Many pretentious officers were eager to look around.

Because of occupying an absolute advantage, surrounded by dozens of people, Yao Guang in front of him has absolutely no chance to escape. The crowd did not rush together.

Pei Tuo was forced to retreat by the opponent, and then Li Yangcheng rushed up.

The battle became more and more fierce, and from time to time, splashing blood dripped out, accompanied by rain, cold and heartfelt.

The short knife crossed a round arc, such as the electric light of the cricket, forcing the retreat of Puyang Cheng to follow.

Yao Guang stepped back, suddenly stood still, and looked forward.

Pu Yang became a stunner, and followed his gaze.

At some point, the young emperor appeared at the end of the street.

All the people in the encirclement looked attentively, and they did not pay attention when they heard that they were themselves. At this point I noticed that it was the emperor who came. Followed by officials from the Ministry of Criminal Affairs and the Ministry of Defense.

Qin Nuo raised his hand and signaled that everyone didn't need to salute. He stepped forward slowly.

Qin Nuo's footsteps were very slow, Ren Jinglei held an umbrella and stayed with him.

The enclosing circle automatically separated a gap, and Qin Nuo entered the middle.

Peripheral officials were tense for a while. Although the emperor was surrounded by the cutting-edge masters of the forbidden army, the other party was the leader of Nan Chen's elaborate work.

Fortunately, the emperor stopped short.

Standing a few steps away from Yaoguang, the two looked at each other from a distance.

The heartbreaking murderous energy permeated the entire street, and even the raindrops falling on the skin added a cold chill.

Because of the long battle, Yao Guang had many scars on his body. The blood infects the black clothes. It is not conspicuous, but the drops of water dripping along the corners of the clothespins become dazzling pink. Although the embargo did not swarm up, the consumption of wheel warfare was also a kind of torture.

Qin Nuo stared deeply at him.

It was a slender young man with a straight and straight figure that made him extremely familiar.

Even Li Wan at the back recognized the figure at a glance. His face became extremely wonderful.

Qin Nuo suddenly felt a blocked nose, and some did not know how to speak. In the end, he could only ask one sentence: "Why?"

The opposite Yao Guang laughed suddenly, although he could make people feel that he was smiling through the mask.

Then he raised one hand and took off the sloppy bronze mask.

There was a sudden silence on the court. Even the rapid wind and the clear rain suddenly disappeared. The whole world seemed to sink in another lonely space.

Until that person removed the mask to reveal the long-lost face.

Under the mask is a handsome face, and the scar on the bridge of the nose adds two points of heroism to this overly gentle face.

Incomparably familiar and intimate.

"Emperor, Chen Chen was originally from Nan Chen." Fang Yuan was still smiling and said slowly.

The rain on the edge of the sky suddenly increased. The violent raindrops hit the bluestone ground. It was noisy and chaotic. The whole world turned from static, so sudden and fierce. Unpredictable. As if something was lost in the quiet space before.

Qin Nuo felt powerless, and dense raindrops struck the umbrella above his head, and also struck his own heart.

"Why?" He asked persistently.

"Doesn't the emperor think he's asking too innocently?" Fang Yuan's smile was slightly ironic. This expression was the first time Qin Nuo saw this face.

"The emperor knew the true identity of the minister."

"In this way, the emperor has always believed in the minister."

"Because the emperor thinks that Nan Chen is sorry for me, will I completely give up my former lord and home country?"

"That kind of thought is really naive."

He looked down.

"Did the emperor forget how the Chen's family died?"

Bai Feiheng, Governor of the Southern Chen Shui Division, was beheaded by Pei Yi, and then captured Jianye. As a die-hard diehard, hundreds of people in the entire family were slaughtered.

There was silence all over the street, and no one spoke.

Only Fang Yuan's voice echoed.

His voice was calm and indifferent, but with a piercing force.

"Does the emperor think that as long as he serves others with morality, he can easily let go of his father's hatred?"

"Is the emperor aware of how many civilians have been killed innocently and killed Huangquan in these years? How many wealthy families have their families broken and their wives scattered?"

"Why did Chen Chen decline in the South for so many years and after Chen Bei went north, he can still mobilize this intelligence network, of course, because almost everyone who lurks here has deep hatred against the Zhou Dynasty."

"The emperor thinks that these hatreds can be easily put down?"

A voice questioning, like the same whipping, struck Qin Nuo's heart.

As emperor, he had no words to refute these allegations.

In the end, Fang Yuan raised his hand.

The guards around Qin Nuo made nervous preparations. However, Fang Yuan did not make any attacks. With the raised hand, he banged, and the indomitable knife that he had just destroyed was thrown to the ground by him, together with the bronze mask of the hoe, splashed a small splash.

"It is ashamed to rely on the emperor and take advantage of the emperor's trust." He said flatly, like the countless days and nights he accompanied him, "the minister is willing to take the crime and let it be handled."

"It's over, it's over ..." He shifted his gaze, as if staring at the rain curtain in the void, and finally announced flatly.

Qin Nuo closed his eyes, "I understand."