Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

Holy City.

Yueya took off her cloak and came to a majestic mansion.

After handing over the invitation, followed the concierge into the extremely luxurious living room, the crispy roast lamb was served on the table, and the banquet was staggered, and countless colorful gowns and skirts flashed in the meantime.

She is very good at hiding the anger in her eyes. Her grandmother is sad in the Western Regions, but Huyanshou is leisurely in the holy city. Is this fair?

"You are?"

A chubby old man with a purple robe and a gold belt walked slowly. It was Hu Yanshou, a powerful judge in the center.

He has a typical red phoenix eye and a hooked nose. When he moves his lips, he will pull the wings of his nose and forehead, as if a ouroboros were swimming under the skin of his face.

"The granddaughter of Yue Sanction." Yue Ya replied respectfully.

Huyanshou frowned deeply, and the central officials avoided contact with the top officials.

But you have come, you can't chase people away.

"Talk inside." He paced around a few times, came to the cramped and hidden tea room, and looked back at Yueya, who followed closely behind:

"Congratulations to the Yue family, who has created a genius who stirs up luck."

"There is no Yue Wudi at all." Yue Ya retorted coldly.

Huyanshou was not angry, and said solemnly:

"Bullying the king is worthless, the crime should be beheaded!"

It has nothing to do with him, he just wants to know the purpose of this trip.

The attitude of the woman in front of her showed no respect at all, as if she had come to ask the teacher for guilt.

"Are you questioning the old man?" As expected of a cunning and cunning central minister, Yueya's emotions could be inferred just by observation.

"That's right." Yueya pointed out directly, "Does the Supreme Judge still have any impression of Qiuci City?"

Huyanshou sat on the low stool, calmly poured a pot of tea, and said softly:

"It's an old thing, could it be that the hundreds of white-headed soldiers haven't died yet?"

"Dead, there is only one guard named Gu Changan left." Yueya tried her best to restrain her anger, and then stared at him:

"The lonely city is still standing in the Western Regions, and the Tang Dynasty flag was planted in the territory half a mile outside the city. It was the loss of soil that caused the abyss's luck to ripple."

Huyanshou's expression froze for a moment, and the teacup smashed.

"Speak in one breath!" His eyes were sharp as needles.

"Zhelansu was forced to run away, and Yuezhi lost 4,000 soldiers."

Looking at this pampered old man's increasingly bleak face, Yueya continued to make up for it ruthlessly:

"You heard that right, Gu Changan, a Han slave, killed 4,000 soldiers and 30 guards with one sword and one sword. It's unknown how many Zhelansu died."

Huyanshou clenched his fists tightly, his eyebrows and eyes twitched, and he looked like a vajra with angry eyes, and said gloomily:

"Absurd and bizarre, Arabian Nights."

"What's the purpose of making up a ghost story?!"

Yueya stared at him.

"Joke!" Huyanshou adjusted his emotions and calmed down:

"Tell it to the mountain ghost? One person and one sword can kill the army, even the devil in hell can't do it!"

Yue Yayu's cheeks were cold, and it was almost a voice drawn from her cavity:

"I traveled thousands of miles, and I exhausted seven horses to death on the way. I came here to tell a joke to a high-ranking judge, huh?!"

Hu Yanshou was caught off guard, fell back in fright, and slumped to the ground.

He could tell that it was not fake at all, these words were like a bolt from the blue!

"No one wants to stay out of this mess." Yueya's eyes were gloomy.

Yuezhi has already deceived the king, and he is still afraid of offending the old Huyan husband?

Grasshoppers on the same rope, either work together or die together!

Old dog Zhelan can run fast, but you can't run old Huyan!

"What kind of mess, does it have something to do with this old man?" Hu Yanshou calmly got up, and pretended to calmly straighten his clothes and hair.

"Who was the last Seven Thousand Mile Sanctioner?" Yue Ya sneered.

Huyanshou was calm:

"The sins are all in Zhelansu, he has lived up to the high hopes of the empire,

Ashamed of the gods, the only choice is self-determination. "

"Your grandmother lost half a mile of territory in the empire. It is an unforgivable crime. This old man will make a petition to the center and try not to affect the Yue family."

Yueya was in a hurry, looked at the murals in the tea room, and said coldly:

"You picked it clean, didn't you?"

"Otherwise?" Hu Yanshou asked back, his emotions suddenly out of control, and roared with the corners of his eyes fiercely:

"waste!"

"How can Zhe Lansu still have the face to live in the world!"

"The old man left office, and only the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled are left in the lonely city..."

"Why not kill?" Yueya intercepted his words.

Huyanshou opened his mouth and suddenly smiled distorted.

commit a sin! !

"When a person is promoted, he is still a judge at the decision-making level of the empire. He is eager to run into the holy city on eight legs. Why would he care about the little trouble in front of him?"

"You could have completely eradicated it in the first place, but just because of a single thought, it created irreversible consequences."

Yueya stated unhurriedly, this is what her grandmother taught her to say.

That's right, it happened to be Huyanshou's psychology at that time.

He bowed his head slumped, as if fate was deliberately playing tricks.

The moment he received the decree, he had already put the matter of Qiqianli out of his mind. No matter from any point of interest, his successor Zhe Lansu would help him deal with Qiuci City.

"Gu Changan is really so shocking?" Hu Yanshou's eyes widened in disbelief.

Yueya was silent, disgusted to describe how terrifying Hannu was.

"Hahahaha... One person is creating an epic miracle!" Huyanshou's veins were bulging and his tone was hysterical.

As long as there is a choice, the old witch will not deceive the gods.

And Zhelansu, the old beast, would rather punish himself and demote himself, and leave the quagmire.

Combining everything, Huyanshou deeply understands that the seven thousand miles of the Western Regions is already a disaster volcano.

Can't explode!

"Block the news, keep covering the lid!" He squirmed his lips, losing his threatening thoughts.

No amount of intimidation could change the fact that he was guilty.

Once exposed, with the resources of the power field and relatively small charges, he is likely to be spared from Ling Chi, but he will definitely lose his official hat.

He only climbed to this position at the age of sixty-five, and he was one step away from becoming an extremely noble minister. What is the difference between death without power?

"Then trouble to borrow troops from your superiors." Yueya said solemnly.

Huyan Shou stared at her coldly, with a rough and angry tone:

"The old witch is a senior official in the frontier, the old man is in the center, and he is still borrowing soldiers, what does the old witch think?!"

"Sooner or later, you will be killed by your group of insects, what's wrong with this old man?"

Seeing that he still felt innocent, Yueya scolded:

"Old dog Zhelan took over your mess, he's not innocent? Grandma was tricked, more innocent than you!"

"It's impossible to borrow troops." Hu Yanshou's face was covered with clouds, and he said solemnly:

"Allocate money and food, and we must eradicate the lonely city!"

"Can the food pile kill Gu Changan?" Yueya also knew that borrowing troops was completely nonsense and was just a bargaining chip.

"Weapons, and the three masters of the third grade, must be masters who can easily crush the Peach Blossom Sword Fushang!"

Huyanshou did not refute:

"Weapons can be given, but experts need time."

"Let them come to the Western Regions as soon as possible." Yueya said solemnly.

As expected by grandmother, the old Huyan husband is also cowardly and fearful.

The tea room fell into a long dead silence, and the atmosphere was as rigid as iron.

Huyanshou paced back and forth, and suddenly said sternly:

"First persuade to surrender."

Yueya was exhausted, leaned against the wall and said:

"Do you want to witness the bloody scene where he slaughtered the 4,000-strong army with your own eyes? What persuasion do you use to persuade a Han slave who swore to die for the burial of the old dynasty?"

Huyanshou shuddered, he didn't even dare to imagine that hell scene.

There is still such a stupid guardian of the broken Chinese civilization.

"It is necessary to persuade him to surrender. Even if Gu Changan is dead, it does not mean that it can cover up the traces of the existence of thousands of miles of lonely city, and one day it will happen to the public."

"At that time, we will be exempted from the death penalty, and the living crime will not escape!"

"Only surrender!"

"Imagine that an isolated city that has been standing for more than 60 years has changed hands. Such an unparalleled figure who holds a torch alone in the dark has surrendered. As long as it is exposed, the will of the Eastern Central Plains can be completely disintegrated!"

"Huaxia, who dares to say that he is more desperate than Gu Changan? Even if he can't hold on, who has the courage to resist?"

Huyanshou's eyes were burning, and he spoke very firmly.

Yueya pursed her lips.

The old man of the dog is also having a funeral and wants to take the opportunity to make political capital.

According to the blueprint he drew, it is possible that the God of Heaven will really forgive them the crime of deceiving the king, and even reward them.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the Han slave Gu Changan was not just a person, but a great spiritual belief.

Huyanshou's eyes flickered and he thought for a moment:

"The old man's official fans have a seven-rank sesame official. I heard that his wife's ancestral home is Chang'an, and the whole family went to the holy city, the beacon of this world."

"Let her persuade her to surrender?" Yueya asked.

"It's called Chang'an. Chang'an is closer and can penetrate the soul." Hu Yanshou made up his mind and added:

"The old man will do it, no matter what the outcome is, the woman must die in the Western Regions."

"I understand." Yue Ya nodded.

This is also my grandmother's policy. You can enter seven thousand miles, but not even a fly can fly out.

"If the persuasion to surrender fails, don't act rashly."

"When the masters arranged by the old man arrive, they will completely burn the lonely city without leaving a trace, and grind Gu Changan into powder."

After a pause, the high-ranking old man almost pleaded:

"Do things well, and don't let everyone go to hell."

"The Great Barbarian Empire now occupies 20 million miles of territory. As long as it devours the Divine Continent, it can create the supreme kingdom of God. We can't die on the mountainside, but we must accept the glorious applause on the mountaintop."

Yueya nodded heavily, staring at the flickering light.

Why do people have such a desire for power? Because the kingdom of heaven favors the empire after—

Stronger than ever!

Being in it is a kind of glory that is enough to shine through the ages, and Gu Changan, the Han slave, must not destroy her ambitions and dreams.

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A bright moon hangs over the desert.

Nearly four months have passed, which is particularly long for the lonely city. For the figure who patrolled back and forth in Wanglou, the peach tree has been seen thousands of times. Fortunately, the peach blossoms do not change due to the four seasons. Every day, they are bright red and lush and never wither.

"It's finally here." Gu Changan muttered to himself, he didn't know what the barbarians were brewing after being silent for so long.

The yellow sand rolled up, and hundreds of horses galloped across the desert, stopping a few miles away. Yueya took off her golden helmet and stared coldly at the striking blood-colored flag.

"Go." She looked sideways at a dusty woman.

How can a woman get used to the desert, her originally fair skin is chapped, the corners of her mouth are dry and peeling, and her hands are tightly clasping the corners of her skirt.

She was kidnapped here, and the idea instilled in her was to persuade her to surrender.

"Go!" Yueya held the purple whip in her hand, trying to pull it down.

The woman knew that she had no ability to resist, so she silently picked up the kettle and walked towards the lonely city.

In just a few short miles, I walked for more than an hour with my feet alone.

All her grievances and all fears vanished when she saw the white figure at the head of the city, and turned into boundless shock.

"Get out!"

On the land close to the flag, Gu Changan jumped down and stared at her indifferently.

"I... I'm from Chang'an." Facing the strong wind, the woman said these words with force.

Gu Changan was expressionless, squinting at the barbarians in the distance, perhaps because of the familiar accent of the Central Plains, he did not immediately draw his sword.

It's good to listen more.

"Persuaded to surrender?"

He walked over calmly.

Staring at this young and handsome face, the woman suddenly felt the urge to cry.

On the road to the Western Regions, she only regarded it as a myth and legend, and at that time she could not hear any noise because of fear.

But seeing this blood-stained lonely city with her own eyes, the man standing at the top of the city, her heart was bearing an unimaginable impact.

She has also read poetry and books, and she has also read historical records, but ask Huanghuang Huaxia, who would be so tragic and solitary?

The most desperate thing is that no one in the Central Plains knows who this man is!

"You are too bitter." Her eyes were red, and her emotions were uncontrollable.

"Are you really from Chang'an?" Gu Changan looked at her.

"Well, twenty years ago..." The woman hesitated, not daring to say that the family sneaked into the holy city.

In front of this man, defecting is not only a humiliation, but a heinous crime deep in the soul.

She didn't have the courage to say it at all.

"Tell me about Chang'an, I haven't been there yet." Gu Changan smiled.

The woman's eyes were full of tears, and the man who was alone in the abyss had a pair of clean and clear eyes, and she could vaguely see the color full of yearning.

She wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, and the Chang'an in her memory came to her mind, and said:

"Chang'an, when you enter the city, you can see the blooming peony flowers blooming all over the four streets and eight streets.

"The most prosperous is Suzaku Long Street. There are rows of sycamores and weeping willows planted on both sides of the wide and flat street. The sons of rich families ride horses around the street, and scholars from poor families read books by the sycamore trees."

"It was bright, and farmers in the suburbs of Beijing came with carts of fresh melons, fruits, vegetables and vegetables; young women gathered by the river to wash their clothes, and the warm wind blew their hair; In the streets, those who are shy can only stay away.”

"..."

Gu Changan was fascinated, perhaps because of the woman's tactful and gentle tone, or because of the beautiful scenery she depicted.

He loves the taste of the market and the smiling faces of the people.

"You should take a look at Chang'an City." The woman whispered.

Gu Changan was silent and shook his head:

"I like Chang'an very much, just as I like my name, and I am satisfied just by hearing it."

"Are you willing?" The woman is not only for her own task, but also the pain from her heart.

"You should be a monument that Huanghuang Qingshi can't get around, but you are no one cares about you now."

"Shenzhou didn't fall because of you, not because of us ordinary people, nor because of the soldiers guarding the frontier, but because of those high-ranking people who acted recklessly! It was the turmoil caused by Li Longji of the Tang Dynasty, and the five surnames and seven hopes were ignoring the lives and deaths of the common people. Otherwise, the way of heaven will favor the frontier barbarians!"

Gu Changan stared at her flushed cheeks with excitement, and said softly:

"I understand the truth, I'm not for the Li Dynasty, I want to save the common people Li Shu."

"In the past, in the late Jin Dynasty, the five chaotic China, in the darkest era of history, the Chinese civilization still stands tall."

"But now the barbarians are blessed by the heavens!"

"This time the descendants of Yan and Huang have fallen, and it may be more difficult."

"The general situation is so difficult, how can I go with the flow."

The woman was dumbfounded, as if she was facing a huge boulder in front of her that she couldn't move no matter what.

"They said that as long as you surrender, the old and weak women and children in the city will be escorted to Chang'an by them. The ashes and leaves of the Anxi Army will return to their roots, and the heroic souls will return to their hometowns."

Gu Changan's body was stiff, wasn't this what he dreamed of?

"Hero, you are not ashamed, the shameful is Shenzhou, and the shameless is the Central Plains." The woman said sincerely.

Gu Changan stared blankly at the flag, turning to look at every inch of territory around him, he said cautiously:

"Can you hug me?"

Without hesitation, the woman gently hugged her not-so-thin body, with a faint fragrance of peach blossoms on her body.

For the first time, Gu Changan felt the warmth from outside the city. He silently embraced the woman and remained silent for a long time.

Looking at this scene, Yueya and the others' eyes flickered. Could it be that they were really moved by the people of Chang'an?

"Our descendants of Huaxia have surrendered, is there still Huaxia?"

"I walked through a long dark abyss with my teeth gritted, and I couldn't do it halfway."

Hearing the hoarse voice, the woman was speechless.

"Actually, I want to die, but I can't."

"I want to get a good night's sleep, I don't want to patrol the city walls like a walking dead every day, but I can't rest."

"I also want to be rescued, and I also want to live a normal life."

"I'm going crazy. I told myself countless times not to be crazy, but I can't see any hope."

Gu Changan babbled and seemed a little confused.

"If it was someone else, I would have gone crazy a long time ago." The woman's tone was earnest, and she even summoned up the courage to pat him on the shoulder.

"My shoulders are too small to carry a Central Plains nation at the time of life and death, but I can still carry this territory now."

"You go."

Gu Changan suddenly left his embrace and walked back to the city gate calmly.

The woman stood blankly, let out a long sigh, and was about to turn around and walk back, when the whole person suddenly bleeds to death.

"Useless Han slave!"

Yueya directly crushed the green Gu worm in her palm, and her eyes seemed to be poisoned.

The back of her departure made her mad with hatred, and the chips she offered were almost kneeling and licking, but she was ruthlessly humiliated!

Suddenly, her eyes froze.

The moonlight shone on the top of the city, and the snow-white figure danced gracefully, with a graceful and forgetful posture, like a remnant of a lonely wandering soul under the shroud of death, more like a magnificent picture.

Gu Changan suddenly turned around and roared hysterically at the desert:

"Kill me now!!!"

Echoes vibrated endlessly in the windy yellow sand.

Yueya was frightened, and the overwhelming madness made her quickly turn her horse's head and run towards the distance.

Yes, the next time you come, it will take away your eyes, your nose, your mouth, and every piece of flesh in your body!

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