Song of Adolescence

"Fortunately, Lord Hou knows noble people this time, and he rushed back overnight to keep your Majesty from worry." Outside the Tai'an Hall, National Teacher Qi Tianchen hugged Fuchen and said with his head slightly lowered at Lan Yuehou.

Lan Yuehou returned a gift: "The national teacher has passed the award, even if I did not bring back the little genius doctor, the national teacher must have his own way."

Qi Tianchen nodded, not modest: "But there is one more thing, maybe Lan Yuehou will have to go there again?"

Lan Yuehou froze and said: "Why do I want to go out again? I just came back. I am the prisoner ordered by your majesty. I am not supervising state affairs in Tianqi City. What am I running outside this time?"

"That person has left Xueyue City." Qi Tianchen said slowly.

Lan Yuehou was taken aback: "What? He left?"

"And it seems that he left alone." Qi Tianchen added, "The people from Xueyue City didn't accompany him."

Lan Yuehou was shocked again.

"Then many people moved quietly, whether it was Jianghu or Chaotang." Qi Tianchen said the last sentence.

Lan Yuehou finally couldn't help it, and shouted: "Li Changqing!"

Hearing his shouting, accompanied by the personal guards of the emperor, Li Changqing, Captain Ouchihuben, walked out of the Tai'an Temple and asked in confusion: "Master Hou, suddenly called me, what is the matter? Your Majesty is still asleep, don't be disturbed. Kill him."

"Li Changqing, let me ask you. Hu Benlang, how many people are there now?" Lan Yuehou asked.

"Hubenlang Jingwei has a hundred and twelve people, and Hubenlang has 1,300 people." Li Changqing replied.

Lan Yuehou nodded: "Where is the Forbidden Army?"

"Three thousand imperial soldiers." Li Changqing answered again.

After thinking about it, Lan Yuehou nodded: "Okay. Borrow me eight hundred tigers, I want to go out of town."

"Eight Hundred Tigers and Benlang?" Li Changqing was taken aback, "Master Hou knows what he is talking about?"

"Three thousand forbidden troops, five hundred for tigers, and one hundred for fine guards, enough for you to protect the apocalypse." Lan Yuehou patted Li Changqing on the shoulder, "Don't worry, you lend me eight hundred tigers, I promise After your majesty wakes up, you will be promoted to the nobility."

"This..." Li Changqing was still hesitating.

Qi Tianchen suddenly said: "Don't worry. Jinyilan Yuehou, Jinkouyuyan, everyone knows Apocalypse City. I can't fool you."

After thinking for a while, Li Changqing nodded, and handed a tiger head talisman to Lan Yuehou's hand: "Master Hou, go to Huben Camp and order soldiers. I have said 800...but remember to keep 500... …"

"I see, look at your stingy energy. It's no wonder that I have been Captain Hu Ben for so many years, and most of the Forbidden Army, and I can't be the commander of the three armies. Only 800, not many, and a lot of one." Lan Yuehou took the tiger head. Fu, without looking back, hurried out of the palace immediately.

Father Jinxuan walked out, looked at Lan Yuehou's back, and muttered, "Is Lan Yuehou going out of the city again?"

Qi Tianchen smiled and said: "The general manager knows why all the princes were sealed as kings and sent to the fief. But the youngest brother was left behind?"

"Your Majesty has loved this little brother since he was a child, and everyone knows it." Jin Xuan Gonggong replied.

"Then why does your Majesty love him?" Qi Tianchen continued to ask.

Duke Jinxuan looked at Qi Tianchen: "The words of the national teacher mean..."

"Because Lan Yuehou is really, I don't want to be the emperor at all." Qi Tianchen said meaningfully, shaking the whisk.

Tiger Ben Barracks.

Lan Yuehou pulled out the long knife, which was a beautifully shaped long knife. Under the sunlight, there was a faint blue light on the long knife. Lan Yuehou raised the long knife: "All the tigers and the bengers are obedient."

Hu Benlang in the barracks knelt down on one knee.

"Twenty-three years ago, your ancestors and guards killed all the way to the Tai'an Hall. Many of them died in that **** battle, but the glory stayed. Now that kind of glory flows in yours. In the blood." Lan Yuehou looked at the tigers and beavers and shouted loudly, "Your ancestors smashed the blood path for your majesty, and are you willing to blaze a blood path for the future emperor!"

When the son was still alive today and the prince had not yet been registered, the words Lan Yuehou said were very rebellious and sinful! But Lan Yuehou didn't care. Even when Emperor Mingde was awake, he dared to speak nonsense. What's more, he was still in a coma now. He was the superintendent of the country and the first person in the north. More importantly, he knew very well that it would be easier for the blood of those tigers to boil.

"Are you willing to blaze a trail for the future emperor!" Lan Yuehou shouted again.

"We, yes!" All Hu Benlang raised their right hands and placed them on their right shoulders.

There is a tiger head embroidered there, which is a symbol of tiger benlang, a symbol of their honor.

Lan Yuehou turned his horse's head: "The whole army is ready, and after half an hour, let's go!"

Half an hour later, a team of Hu Benlang fully armed, opened the gate of Apocalypse and left.

The headed person, holding a long knife, looks as handsome as a moon in the sky. He sighed softly in his heart: Brother Emperor, Brother Langya, did you deceive the hundred soldiers to fight for you like this?

Behind him. Hu Benlang, one thousand three hundred people, not a single one.

After hearing the news, Li Changqing almost broke the handle of the knife in his hand: "You shouldn't believe him!"

Above the official road.

A team of people is advancing quickly.

"Big brother, how long will it take?" someone asked in a low voice. They had been on their way for three consecutive days, and they were all exhausted now.

"Are you tired?" The leader shook his head, "But I can't stop, I can't stop for a moment." But when he just finished saying this, he suddenly stopped, he took off his hood and looked at The person who suddenly appeared before him whispered in confusion: "Is it you?"

Everyone immediately stopped afterwards.

In front of them, I don't know when a boy in red appeared. The young man was holding a sword, his red clothes burning in the wind like flames, his chest opened wide, revealing his knotted muscles. The young man smiled slightly and looked at the person headed: "I know you. You are Lu Yudi, the big disciple of Wushuang City."

Lu Yudi mentioned the spear: "I remember you too. You belong to Xueyue City, Lei Wujie."

"You are wrong." Lei Wujie shook his head.

"What's wrong? I'm not my idiot junior, my memory is very good, people who have seen it will always remember it." Lu Yudi said seriously.

Lei Wujie drew his sword: "The name is right, the title is wrong."

"Are you leaving Xueyue City?" Lu Yudi asked.

"Not really, but I didn't come because of Xueyue City." Lei Wujie reached the ground with a sword, "Apocalypse guards the four, ranks east, Qinglong."