Chapter 5
The next day.
It was dusk approaching again, and the drizzle came suddenly.
A dusty team, guarding two carriages, appeared in the sight of Weicheng defenders.
The carriage, which was almost full of arrows, was moving slowly, fearing that a sudden acceleration would shake the already overwhelmed carriage away.
Li Yu, the princess of the Tang Dynasty in the carriage in front of her, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and looked at the Tang Dynasty's military flag fluttering in the wind above the city of Wei City, fluttering and declaring its great prestige.
The boulder that had weighed on Li Yu's heart for many days finally fell. This is Wei City, the northern border of Tang State.
Entering Wei City means returning to the Tang Kingdom, even the one in the palace would not dare to let her die in the border defense city of the Tang Kingdom blatantly.
"Lu Qingchen, tell the guard of Weicheng that the palace needs a guide, a guide who is familiar with the local area of Weicheng."
She couldn't trust the Tang border army, the elder brother of the one in the palace had a high prestige in the army, and she only had one younger brother, so she couldn't take risks, and couldn't bear the consequences of taking risks.
Lu Qingchen stepped down from the carriage behind and said, "The old minister accepts the order!"
"Mr. Chen, since you came from the mountain, how about entering Weicheng with me, how about seeing the scenery here?"
He wanted to enter the city to meet the Weicheng guard, so naturally he couldn't leave Mr. Chen outside.
Even if he was willing to believe in Chen Xuan, but as Her Royal Highness's guard, it was impossible for him to put Her Royal Highness's safety between Chen Xuan's good and evil.
Chen Xuan, who had learned how to ride a horse in half an hour, got off his horse proficiently. Looking at the rammed earth covered with blue bricks in the distance, Chen Xuan said: "Wei City is rainy in the morning, and the dust is light. It seems to be an old man in the frontier fortress. return."
"Since Mr. Lu invited you, I should go with you."
Obviously, this cultivator who was born in the south gate of Haotian Dao did not trust him, which is also in line with common sense.
It's normal to not be trusted with a sharp weapon.
Lu Qingchen walked towards Weicheng holding the wedding banner that the princess had received when she got married.
Chen Xuan was half a step behind Lu Qingchen. Before he even approached the gates of Weicheng, he could already feel the killing intent in the army.
In the ears, the rapid sound of war drums sounded.
The creak of the winch when the bed crossbow was wound up sounded more like the horn of death.
If it hadn't been for the battle in Lu Qingchen's hands, I'm afraid they would have been facing the arrows of the Weicheng defenders now.
Even though he was still in mortal form, there was no way he could survive when a crossbow pierced his heart.
After five hundred steps, we have reached the base of the city! Lu Qingchen held the staff and said loudly: "The south gate of Haotian Road is dedicated to Lu Qingchen. Please see General Ma, the guard of Weicheng."
Hearing the sound of General Ma, Ma Shixiang, who was wearing a dilapidated iron armor, grinned heartily above the city of Weicheng.
In his life, he was actually called General Ma by the South Gate of Haotian Road.
"What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you open the city gate and invite Mr. Lu to come in?"
Ma Shixiang kicked the weather-beaten soldier's ass, and the soldier held a spear, rubbed his buttocks and trotted all the way down the wall.
As an important frontier town, the garrison in Weicheng is only more than [-] people. This is all because no barbarian dares to make trouble wherever the Tang flag goes.
He could also guess a thing or two about the identity of the nobleman who refused to enter the city. The khan of the Golden Horde had been replaced!
Soon after, as the Qianjin gate was pulled up, the gate bolts of the city gate were removed, and the gate of Weicheng opened wide.
Ma Shixiang, the guard of Weicheng, personally led Lu Qingchen and Chen Xuan into Weicheng.
Walking on the path soaked in the drizzle, Chen Xuan carefully observed the layout of Wei City.
As a military city, the layout of Wei City is patchwork. There are six or seven archery towers, which can be seen in the military equipment of the Tang Dynasty.
Ma Shixiang led the two of them into the best restaurant in Weicheng. It was called a restaurant, but in fact it was just a restaurant.
But the owner of the tavern was afraid that others would underestimate him, so he told everyone that this was a restaurant.
Ma Shixiang yelled: "Boss quickly serve the dishes to entertain the distinguished guests, and then clear the place!"
The owner of the restaurant said with a smile: "Then it must be entertained by General Ma, the mutton slaughtered on the spot, and the fine wine from the capital."
It is better to know less to become a commoner. If you know too much, you will easily lose your sense of eating.
After a while, the fresh and tender mutton was served on the table, and the man who was the cook and the mistress consciously pushed out of the tavern after serving all the dishes.
The man was very cautious. After the Huotou Army retreated from the army, he stayed in Weicheng. Naturally, he knew what the scepter meant.
The restaurant was emptied of irrelevant people, and there were Weicheng soldiers guarding all directions, armed with strong bows and crossbows.
Ma Shixiang looked at Chen Xuan who was wearing a Taoist robe, and asked, "Mr. Lu, who is this gentleman?"
"I remember that when the nobleman married the Khan of the Golden Horde, this gentleman seemed not to be in the entourage."
In the court hall, the maidservant of the nobleman and the concierge of the prime minister cannot be offended.
But in this Gobi desert where horse bandits roam freely, the most annoying people are people in Taoist robes.
This is an extremely suspicious and dangerous person. As a lieutenant general in the army, he cannot let that nobleman have an accident around Weicheng.
Chen Xuan looked at the fresh and tender mutton in the pot, and said with a smile: "The wild way in the mountains, I was taught by a real person, and I realized something occasionally. I just met a nobleman two days ago."
"Although I have some cultivation skills, I only have a slight understanding of it. How can I compare to Mr. Lu?"
Frontier soldiers are always straightforward, and Chen Xuan is naturally not polite.
Drinking alcohol, cutting meat with a knife and eating it!
The alcohol content was not low, and it was extremely spicy in the throat. Chen Xuan naturally understood why.
Ma Shixiang said with a smile: "The boss is greedy for money. If he replaces the fine wine from Bei Real Estate with the wine jars in the capital, the price will be much higher."
"Few of the frontier troops have been to the capital city and have never drank wine from the capital city, so naturally this scam can be maintained."
But this is also a matter of mutual consent! As for who suffered the loss, only you know.
Chen Xuan's expression was slightly stunned, as if he felt helpless for the reason. In the bitter cold of the frontier, we saw desolation day and night, but how often could we see the bustling scene?
Lu Qingchen said with a solemn expression: "The next time I was ordered to come here, I wanted to borrow a guide, and the nobleman asked for a short cut."
Ma Shixiang said: "Mr. Lu, why is this necessary? Of the 100 soldiers in Weicheng, [-] of them can be drawn to escort the nobleman from the main road."
Not to mention that the small road is difficult to walk, and it is easy to be ambushed by others. I really don't know what the nobleman thinks, but he insists on taking the dangerous path.
Lu Qingchen said helplessly, "I can't dissuade you from what you mean!"
The South Gate of Haotian Dao is, after all, the product of a compromise between the Tang Kingdom and the Dao Sect.
Chen Xuan once said before that if he didn't come from Tianqi Mountain or Taoshan Mountain, then only the Zhishou Temple in the green hill behind Taoshan Mountain is left.
Coming from the foot of Qingshan Mountain, Zhishou Temple? With his status, it is extremely difficult to do anything among them.
Chen Xuan ignored the argument between the two, but savored the fresh and tender mutton carefully.
In the past, few people could eat such non-raised fresh and tender lamb.
The mutton is good, the wine is good, and the frontier scenery is even better, but I don't know how prosperous Chang'an is?
(End of this chapter)