Dream Broken You Pavilion

"Report-"

An urgent report rushed into the study with the sound of hurried footsteps, and a guard ran in panting, cupping his fists and saying:

"Young Master, come down from the mountain to report that a large number of people are approaching Fulong Mountain."

"So fast?"

Gao Liang asked, "How many people?"

The guard panted and replied: "About a hundred people are only twenty miles away from the mountain. Their whereabouts are very secretive. There are no horses. They are all walking in the mountains and jungles. The speed is not fast. If there is no accident, we will arrive in about two hours. down the mountain."

Gao Liang looked at Shang Wuyang, "Twenty miles away, and there are no horses, it will take them two or three hours to get here, will they still attack the mountain?"

Shang Wuyang said: "If everyone thinks like you, they will be satisfied. Prepare earlier, and be prepared."

Turning to the guard, he said, "Quickly inform Geng Yu to prepare for the battle."

"Yes." The guard took the order and turned around to retreat.

Gao Liang called out loudly, "Deqing, Dewang."

Two young men dressed as guards strode into the study with their scabbards in their hands, cupped their fists and said:

"Subordinates are here."

Gao Liang ordered: "Deqing quickly inform Han Lin that they are ready to enter the ditch, and Dewang quickly light the torches according to the plan."

"Yes." The two capable young men clasped their fists and took orders, turned around and ran away.

Shang Wuyang leaned back in his chair, looked at the sky outside, and muttered silently: "It's Haishi now, there are still twenty miles..."

Gao Liang's excited eyes were shining brightly, he fisted his fists and rolled up his sleeves, and said cheerfully:

"Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a short period of time, now it's time for me to show off my talents."

Looking at the dark night outside the door, Shang Wuyang was unusually calm, and said slowly:

"The battle is imminent, don't underestimate the enemy."

Suddenly a trace of uneasiness hit his heart, he left the back of the chair, straightened his back, propped his elbows on the desk, and pressed his fists tightly to his mouth, "Gao Liang, why do I always feel that something is wrong?" Woolen cloth?"

Gao Liang patted his chest, and said in a loud voice: "Young master, don't worry, the front and rear mountains are properly arranged, the house is surrounded by servants and guards, and not a single fly can fly in. This subordinate will go to check all the defenses before coming over. "

After saying that, he cupped his fists at Shang Wuyang, and then strode out of the study.

Looking at the back of his departure, Shang Wuyang's long eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and his dark eyes moved uncomfortably from side to side. There was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, which made him always feel that something was wrong, but he thought about it, but he didn't think of anything wrong. Come.

After thinking for a moment, he stood up, walked to the knife rest by the wall, reached out to take his gleaming long sword, a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitched to one side, and he gritted his teeth secretly. He slapped his throat and let out a cold "hum": "Iron Yan Luo, the time for the young master to settle accounts with you is almost here..."

......

Shang Wuyang went straight to Lanlin Garden with a long sword in his hand.

The key to the chance of winning tonight lies in the secret passage of Lan Lin Yuan. He must quickly inform his mother, Mrs. Shang Qi, so that they can prepare in time.

When Shang Wuyang stepped into Mrs. Shang Qi's courtyard in a hurry, under the red light of the lantern hanging in front of the door, he saw Su Qing'er pouring water into the gutter with a basin in front of the bedroom door. road:

"Why is the young master here?"

Seeing his cold face again, he immediately turned cold, and hurriedly called into the room:

"Madam, the young master is here."

Shang Wuyang walked in quickly, seeing Mrs. Shang Qi who seemed to have just finished grooming, sitting in front of the dressing table with long hair, before saluting, he called out:

"mother."

Mrs. Shang Qi saw that he was dressed in gray and black clothes, holding a long sword, and his face was dignified, as if he was ready for battle. She was secretly startled, but she kept calm on her face, and asked calmly:

"What? Is it time to start?"

Shang Wuyang raised his forehead and said: "There are still [-] miles to go down the mountain, if we do it tonight, it will probably be around Zishi."

"Yang'er, are you ready?"

Hearing his mother's question, Shang Wuyang pulled a stern smile from the corner of his mouth, and said:

"Mother, don't worry, everything has been arranged properly. There are multiple traps arranged on the front and rear mountains. They won't be able to attack for a while. Even if they do, the casualties should be more than half. Now, my son will notify Ah Jun immediately so that they can do a good job." Get ready. It's just that, tonight, mother has to go to rest in another room."

Mrs. Shang Qi nodded and said: "Okay, Yang'er, let's go quickly, mother knows what to do."

Su Qing'er walked to the closet first, reached out her hand on the copperware on the top of the closet, and spun it gently, the closet made a rattling sound and spun open, revealing a hidden door.

"I'll lead the way." Su Qing'er volunteered.

"No, I'll go by myself."

As Shang Wuyang said, he turned his head and glanced at the two lit candlesticks in the room, reached out and took one to hold in his hand, then turned his head and told Qing'er:

"Clean up for my mother and order sister Yurong to come and protect Lan Linyuan."

"Yes, young master." Su Qing'er responded respectfully with lowered eyebrows.

Mrs. Shang Qi said: "My mother knows, Yang'er, let's go, the leader of the secret road, it will take some time to go back and forth."

Shang Wuyang didn't say any more, he climbed down the ladder holding the candlestick, and entered the dark secret passage...

After he went in, Qing'er hurriedly stepped forward and pushed the secret door closed, restoring the wardrobe to its original state.

Mrs. Shang Qi's complexion was dignified, her eyes were like torches, she stood up, and said in a deep voice:

"Change clothes for the old man."

Without further ado, Qing'er opened the closet, took out a set of brown clothes to change for the old lady, tied her belt, put on a pair of black deerskin light boots, and helped her arrange her hair in a bun, and put on a kerchief truss.

Mrs. Shang Qi looked at her outfit in the mirror and said with emotion:

"This is what I wore more than ten years ago, and the clothes are still the same clothes now, but people are getting old."

Su Qing'er looked at Mrs. Shang Qi in the mirror, her eyes were full of admiration, and she said:

"This dress used to be the old lady's favorite. Now that you are wearing this dress again, it immediately reminds me of your heroic demeanor and heroine demeanor. Now it seems that your demeanor has not diminished."

Mrs. Shang Qi smiled at Qing'er in the mirror:

"It's just your sweet mouth, alas, you are old now, not as good as you were then."

She stretched her arms and moved her waist.His face was stern, his eyes were radiant, he held his breath, he stepped on the horse, his fists were clenched, and he punched out suddenly, left the bridge, right hook, a tyrant toast, then left the bridge, right vertical punch, a punch Calling the butterfly under the leaf, bringing out the sound of whistling wind...

She practiced each move seriously, and Su Qing'er was full of praise, and applauded lightly, "The old lady hides needles in her cotton, she is soft but strong, and she is very majestic when she suddenly shows her true energy."

Mrs. Shang Qi swung her fists and kicked her legs for a while in the room, then gradually withdrew her moves, and calmed down her slightly panting breath, not without emotion:

"It's not as good as it was back then, but it's thanks to Jing'er who healed my illness, otherwise the old man is still on the sick bed right now, how could he move a little bit. Now that he is like this, I don't want to help Yang'er, as long as I don't drag him down, It will be good."

Su Qing'er smiled and said: "Since the old lady has recovered, she has not slackened in practicing exercises every day. Qing'er admires the old lady from the bottom of her heart."

"Okay, don't try to comfort the old man with nice words, you should change your clothes soon, Yang'er and the others are outside to meet the enemy, in this huge house, we still have to help him."

"What the old lady said is, I'll go get ready now." Su Qing'er said that and retreated.

After a while, she returned to Mrs. Shang Qi's bedroom, and behind her, Yurong, Xuelian and other eight maids filed in.

Mrs. Shang Qi glanced at the eight young women dressed in gray dresses and holding swords, she was very satisfied to see that they were all radiant, energetic and heroic, and said:

"Listen to me, you are the eight Xiaoyuntian sisters trained by me personally, now there will be foreign enemies coming on the mountain, the opportunity for your eight sisters to test their skills has come, Yang'er is out to defend against the enemy, this house is managed by the servants Guards, there is still a shortage of manpower on the mountain, how many of you have been sent to Zhulin Garden to protect the young lady, did you understand?"

Hearing this, Yu Rong and the others looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion, they did not respond to Mrs. Shang Qi, but turned their eyes to Su Qing'er.

Su Qing'er was also puzzled when she heard Mrs. Shang Qi's words, and asked:

"Old lady, forgive Qinger for talking too much, just now the young master said to let them protect you, why did you let them go to Zhulin Garden..."

Mrs. Shang Qi's face was condensed, she raised her hand, interrupted her, and said:

"Min'er is pregnant now, and it is right for multiple people to protect her. No matter what, after all, she is pregnant with the flesh and blood of the merchant."

Speaking of this, she glanced at Qing'er and Yurong sisters, "The blood slave must be confident in attacking the mountain today. I guess, no matter how vicious the iron-faced Yan Luo is, he will never put his own daughter's life at risk. Let her daughter retreat in this scuffle, guess what he will do?"

Su Qinger frowned, rolled her eyes slightly, and said in a low voice:

"What does the old lady mean...he will personally or send someone to pick up the young lady?"

Mrs. Shang Qi asked back: "What do you say?"

Su Qing'er suddenly looked worried, and gritted her teeth, "What about you, old lady?"

"I?"

Mrs. Shang Qi raised her eyebrows, and then strode forward to the weapon stand, reached out to take down a long sword, held the sheath in one hand, and the hilt in the other, and gently pulled it outward, following the "clang clang clang" With a crisp sound, a beam of cold silver light was drawn in the air, and a sword flower was held casually, and the sound of "swish" splitting the air came to everyone's ears, bringing a chilly wind, and another "snap" With a light and crisp sound, the silver light instantly disappeared in the scabbard, but it was all between the electric light and flint.

Holding a long sword in her hand, she walked slowly in front of Qing'er and the others, her face was flushed, majestic, with a solemn and solemn expression, and her pair of torch-like eyes scanned the crowd.

She didn't say anything, and there was no need to say anything, Su Qing'er and others already knew it well.The Yurong sisters cupped their fists and replied in unison:

"Follow the old lady's orders."

Mrs. Shang Qi glanced at Sister Yurong, and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, now that I understand, I will put the life of this young lady and the child in her womb in your hands, but I also have other considerations on my side, Yurong, Yulian, Yuchan, Yuyan, Yuyue Yuxin and Yuxin will go to the Young Madam's room as personal guards. Yuping and Yucui will stay here and follow us to help the Young Master at any time. That's it, Yurong, you go."

"Yes."

Yurong and other six sisters left the bedroom and went straight to Zhulinyuan.Yuping and Yucui retreated behind Qing'er, standing with swords in hand.

After everything was arranged, Su Qing'er asked softly: "Madam, would you like to go to the West Wing to rest for a while?"

The radiant Mrs. Shang Qi's eyes flickered, she raised her hand and said:

"No need, the old man is in good spirits. I think that Mrs. Shang Qi was also a generation of heroines in the Jianghu. This time, I will fight side by side with my son, so that they can see my little Yuntian's majesty. After a while, Yang'er will also It’s time to come out, let’s just wait with peace of mind.”

Su Qing'er said "yes" on her forehead, and stepped aside.