In a secluded tavern, Xu and Jiang accompanied Lu Ding-sheng for lunch.

  This is just a second-rate tavern, and although we are in a private room, the sounds from the main hall can still be heard clearly.

  The door creaked open, and a middle-aged man walked in with a tray. He placed the dishes and wine on the table, saying respectfully: "Sir, this is your favorite stir-fried waist meat, I've brought it for you."

  Lu Ding Sheng smiled and nodded, although the smile on his gaunt face had absolutely nothing to do with being pleasant to look at, yet it somehow managed to warm people's hearts.

  "How's your father?"

  The middle-aged man bowed deeply and said, "He is doing well, but keeps complaining that he has grown old and cannot continue to serve you, which fills him with regret."

  "Alas, so many years have passed." Lu Ding looked out the window, his gaze drifting and unfocused, as if through the hustle and bustle of the street, he saw the bygone days that had long since passed.

  The house fell silent, and no one dared to disturb the old man's memories and thoughts at this moment.

  After a long while, Lu Ding Sheng seemed to wake up from a big dream and smiled: "As people get older, it's often like this, thinking about past things. Alright, you go busy yourself."

  The middle-aged man responded with a sound, backing out of the room and covering the thin door with his hand.

  He pointed at the stir-fried kidneys in front of him and said, "His father was a personal soldier who served me when I was young. He cooked very well. Later, he got older and couldn't work anymore, so I let him open a small shop. His son also inherited his good cooking skills. When I'm craving food, I come here to eat my favorite stir-fried kidneys."

  He picked up a thin slice of bacon, took a few bites in his mouth, slowly swallowed it down, closed his eyes, seemingly savoring the flavor, and after a moment said: "I'm getting old too. I used to love eating that thick kind, but nowadays I find myself preferring thinner and thinner slices."

  "What you really want to eat is not this stir-fried waist, but that memory of the past." Jiang Kongming sighed on the side.

  Xu Haifeng naturally understood his current mood, he came alone to this strange world where no one knew him. Lu Ding Sheng could still see things and feel emotions, but he was at a loss, if it were said that he had more feelings in his heart, perhaps it would be even stronger than three parts.

  Lu Ding Sheng looked at him with a hint of surprise, and with his experience, he could naturally hear the tone of Jiang Kongming's words. However, how could he understand that unique feeling that only an old man would have? At this moment, the old man's heart was deeply curious about Jiang Kongming's background.

  However, as he grew older, he came to realize that it was better to avoid certain things.

  The old man ate another piece of waist meat and said, "Forty years ago, the 19th Route Army gathered in the northern border to support the king, and I was the commander of one of the routes."

  Xu Haifeng raised the wine glass in front of him, made a toast to him, and then downed it in one gulp, not leaving a single drop behind.

  Lu Ding Sheng burst out laughing and said, "That battle back then was indeed perilous and tragic. Although we ultimately drove the Xiongnu away, more than half of our troops had fallen. To this day, there are only two people left in this world who can be counted among the old men who managed to survive by sheer luck."

  "Cheng Xuanfeng." Xu Haifeng said slowly.

  "Not bad." Lu Ding Sheng let out a long sigh and said, "It's precisely Brother Cheng. Since you know him, I suppose you also know about the changes that occurred in the Dong family back then."

  "Yes." Xu Haifeng did not conceal anything and told the truth.

  Lu Ding Sheng's eyes also surged with intense dissatisfaction: "The previous emperor's move was extremely beautiful, and even with Dong Da Ge's talent, he was completely unprepared and died. Perhaps the only mistake the previous emperor made was not expecting Cheng Da Ge to break through the limit and become a master."

  Jiang Gongming sneered, "When the birds are gone, the good bow is put away; when the fox and rabbit die, the running dog is cooked. Since Dong Ziyue's achievements were so great that they shook the ruler, he should have known to restrain himself. If he suffered a calamity, it was also his own fault."

  Lu Ding Sheng's eyes flashed with insight, a truth he only fully grasped many years later. Thus, when he returned to the Western Regions, he immediately retreated from public view and for over 40 years never again sought to claim the throne of the Great General.

  And Jiang Kungming actually broke through with one word, and the sentence he said was even more piercing, instantly making him look at him in a new light.

  However, what he couldn't understand was that Jiang Kungming actually said this in front of Xu Haifeng without any disguise, wasn't he afraid...

  "Thank you for your help today, elder."

  Xu Haifeng's words broke his contemplation, and Lu Ding said: "Do you know why I want to help you?"

  "Just about to ask for advice."

  "Cheng Da Ge wants to avenge his brother, I don't object to that, but he shouldn't drag the entire Great Han into this endless war."

  Xu Haifeng lowered his head and replied: "Senior is right."

  "But what's strange, old man is that Zhang Jinzhong agreed to the request for troops so readily, without any hesitation or difficulty, which doesn't seem to be in line with his character." Lu Ding Sheng said, as if muttering to himself.

  Jiang Kongming's mouth curled up with a hint of an unfathomable and profound smile, which fell into Xu Haifeng's eyes, and he immediately knew that this Jiang Da Junshi had already come up with an answer.

  As they watched the old man's back disappear into the distance, Jiang Gongming suddenly asked: "My lord, on this trip to the northern border, who do you plan to bring along?"

  Xu Haifeng looked at him in surprise and said, "My battle with Lizhi, is there still someone who can intervene?"

  With his current status, he naturally disdains bringing people to help him fight.

  Jiang Kongming smiled slightly and said, "The student asks the master to take two people there." Facing Xu Haifeng's inquiring gaze, he lightly spat out two names: "Lü Yangming, Lin Yixing."

  "Why?"

  "They were all local heroes of the previous generation, but they have been at odds with each other. Only a master like you can suppress them steadily. Now that Li Ming Tang has not returned, Xia Zhu Mu is not suitable to show her face, and Tai Yi Zhen Ren is even less likely to care about such trivial matters. Before they return, it's really not appropriate to put them in Wodragon City. Please take them to the northern camp with the Xiongnu and have a battle."

  "The north is treacherous, if something unexpected happens, wouldn't it be a pity? They are after all rare top-notch experts." Xǔ Hǎifēng frowned and said. The battlefield is not like the martial arts arena, no matter how high one's personal bravery is, facing thousands of horses and soldiers is useless. Even if you're a master of the highest level, you can barely escape with your life, but for those in the first rank, it's feared that they won't be able to avoid disaster."

  "Just die then..." Jiang Kongming said calmly, with a hint of cold smile at the corner of his mouth: "If they can't put aside their past grudges and unite against a common enemy on this trip, then just stay in the north, or come back alone."

  Zhang Jinzhong returned to his bedroom, and suddenly heard the sound of a secret mechanism underground. He covered up the door. A moment later, the door was pushed open by someone, and a figure slipped in quietly.

  "Family crest, you're here." Zhang Jinzhong's words carried a hint of relief.

  "Father, you sent a secret message for me to come, is there something going on?"

  This man turned out to be Lin Jiahui, the eldest disciple of Meilin Mountain Villa, but it was unknown why they called each other father and son at this time.

  "Hmph..." Zhang Jinzhong snorted in anger, lowering his voice to say: "You still have the nerve to say it, didn't I always teach you to be cautious and prudent, not to act impulsively with bravery? What did you do last night?"

  Lin Jiahui explained: "Father, I have done this with a bitter intention."

  "What's the point of suffering? For what did you sell your life to Xi Haifeng?" Zhang Jinzhong scolded.

  "Father, now that the Liu imperial dynasty has fallen, who do you think among the Han people is most likely to obtain the world?" Lin Jiahui asked.

  Zhang Jinzhong was taken aback, and although the anger on his face had not yet dissipated, he still replied: "The Cheng family."

  "What about Cheng's family?" Lin Jiahui asked further.

  After a moment, Zhang Jinzhong said in a low voice: "Xu Haifeng..."

  "Not bad, after defeating the Xiongnu and the Caesars, I'm afraid only these two families are qualified to contend for the world." Lin Jiahui said affirmatively.

  "How could you not take care of the Cheng family? For today, they have been preparing for a full 40 years."

  "The child dare not comment rashly, but the sudden rise of the Black Flag Army, Xu Haifeng's entry into the realm of the sect master, these changes have made the child's heart anxious."

  "What do you want to do?" Zhang Jinzhong gazed at him and asked in a low voice.

  Lin Jiahui raised his head to meet Zhang Jinzhong's gaze and said, "The child wants to surrender to Jiang Gongming. In this way, whoever wins or loses in the future can leave a way out for the family."

  As for him, he only mentioned Jiang Kungming and did not mention Xu Haifeng. Zhang Jin's heart was clear, and since Xu Haifeng had already set foot in the sect, it was naturally impossible for him to be entangled in mundane affairs. Therefore, the one who would eventually hold power could only be Jiang Kungming.

  Zhang Jinzhong gritted his teeth and said after a long time: "Gu's favor to our Zhang family is as heavy as a mountain, I cannot betray him."

  "Father, you want me to change my name and surname, what's the reason?" Lin Jia Hui said coldly: "Isn't it because you're worried that the Cheng family's rebellion will fail, and afraid of the great crime of exterminating nine clans? You want to leave a seed for the Zhang family in advance. If so, why not let me surrender to Jiang Kongming?"

  Zhang Jinzhong was speechless for a moment, he hesitated for a while before saying: "But, the Xu and Cheng families are destined to be at war in the future, what will become of you and me then?"

  "Hah, what perfect thing is there in the world? Where there's a gain, there must be a loss. Father, when did you become so indecisive?"

  Zhang Jin's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Lin Jia Hui, only to see that his eyes were filled with unyielding determination and arrogance, and even a hint of disdain.

  His thoughts went back twenty years ago, in that unforgettable era, didn't he also have the same expression?

  The Beijiang camp was suddenly tense, and in these few days, they had clashed with the Xiongnu people many times.

  Fang Lingchen finally determined that the tens of thousands of troops in front were absolutely not the Xiongnu's renowned Golden Wolf Army. Their combat strength was even inferior to that of the Flying Horse Corps' brave warriors.

  Fang Lianchen repeatedly sought opportunities to attack, wanting to wipe out his enemies. However, his opponent was the extremely rare wise general of the Xiongnu, Tuer Hong.

  Under the command of this dense and cautious Xiongnu high-ranking official, in each confrontation, Fang Zhongchen was able to gain a slight advantage, but compared to the vast number of tens of thousands of troops, it could almost be ignored.

  "General... Second Master has arrived." A messenger rushed over and shouted loudly.

  "What? Second brother has arrived, quick, invite him in"

  When Fang Lingde appeared in front of him with a disheveled look, he was greatly shocked.

  "Second Brother...... You?" Pulling on his brother's hand, Fang Lingchen felt a sense of foreboding: "How is the capital?"

  "Alas... The capital has fallen." Fang Lingde sighed and said: "I have escorted the Crown Prince to the Northern Frontier Great Camp."

  "Broken? What about big brother?"

  Fang Lingde shook his head, and a mist rose in his eyes.

  Fang Lingchen felt dizzy and his eyes blurred, his feet stumbled and he almost fell to the ground.

  "The Huns......" Fang Ling's eyes narrowed, his teeth clenched in rage, as a boundless hatred surged up in his heart.

  Suddenly thinking of Da Dianxia, Fang Lingchen asked: "Isn't Da Dianxia leading an army of 100,000 to provide support? Can't the additional 100,000 people still hold on?"

  "One hundred thousand people?" A man stepped forward with a big stride, his right sleeve fluttering, and surprisingly he was disabled. He asked in a low voice, but there was a hint of chill in his tone.

  "Not bad, the Grand Duke has taken the imperial edict and is on his way to the capital under the escort of Cheng Jia Sheng, deploying the Wolf and Yellow Dragon troops. They have already been on their way for over a dozen days."

  "What a wonderful Cheng family..."

  Volume 7 complete, please read Volume 8

  Recommend a friend's new book "Moonlight Night", the writing is very good, although the number of words is relatively small, but everyone can collect it and watch it again after fattening up later.

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