Chapter 13 Chapter Twelve

Xiangsi obviously saw him too, and her face moved. But she calmed down immediately, and with the help of Yoshiya Munezu, she began to order tea. The faint tea fragrance gradually fills the entire Golden Tea House. Hirao Hideyoshi was obviously satisfied with their surprise. Almost all of his painstaking efforts have been poured into this golden tea house, which is the culmination of his imperial visit to the Kingdom of the Rising Sun.He walked slowly among the tatami and sat down on the cushion. "How about this tea room?" Shen Weijing hastily used all the exaggerated words to describe his shock.Ping Xiuji smiled: "Actually, the golden tea room is not precious. This lovesick girl is truly extremely precious. Because she actually knows the way of tea ordering by the tea saint Lu Yu. Everyone in my tea ceremony must try it."

Saying that, Chang Yi and the two distinguished guests sat down and made a kneeling gesture to Xiangsi. Acacia Long Sleeve is like a lotus flower, floating in the water vapor, gently brushing over various tea sets, and shedding transparent water drops.Her expression was extremely focused, and the bright red on her cheeks reflected the light of the crystal mirror, softening the gold in the room. Yang Yizhi took a deep breath and slowly knelt down in front of her.His heart gradually settled down. Finally saw her again. Even if there are thousands of troops, he can still fight out without hurting a single hair of her.

He smiled lightly and bowed his hands to Hira Hideyoshi with a smile: "Thank you Taiko for the tea." With a flash of Yuebai's light, the essence of Fengyue Sword has been gathered in his palm! He didn't know how Ping Xiuji hijacked Xiangsi, so he wanted to catch Ping Xiuji first, then save Xiangsi, force Ping Xiuji to tell the solution, and then kill out of Seoul. Even if the most elite ninja troops in the Land of the Rising Sun gather here, he still has the confidence to escape unscathed! Because he saw her again. Suddenly, a faint voice said: "My lord, can I ask you to hold up the tea bowl?"

Yang Yizhi raised his head, only to see Xiangsi's beautiful eyebrows frowning slightly, holding a blue teapot in his hand. She looked at him as if she knew him, but also as if she didn't know him. Yang Yizhi slowly raised the tea bowl.Ping Hideyoshi clapped his hands and said, "The first bowl of tea should be dedicated to distinguished guests." Xiangsi slowly lowered the teapot, and poured a wisp of clear tea into Yang Yizhi's cup.Yang Yizhi stared at her, but found that her gaze was focused on the tea. He couldn't help but focus on the tea. The wisp of tea was thin, shaking gently in the teacup.Yang Yizhi felt that Acacia's gaze lifted up to look at him, followed, and then lowered down to continue looking at the tea.As if, there is something deep in it.

Yang Yizhi pondered for a while, and suddenly found that the tea shaking in Xiangsi's hand seemed to be writing something. He couldn't help noticing.That was eleven words. "Incarnation of hundreds of billions, invincible and indestructible." "Pira Hideyoshi." Yang Yi was shocked.He suddenly remembered what happened in the account just now.He couldn't help but raised his head and looked at Acacia in astonishment. Acacia nodded slowly. The water moved slowly, and a few words were written: "Tonight, Zishi." Yang Yizhi was shocked again. He already understood why the Hira Hideyoshi he saw today was different from the one he saw at the beginning.Apparently, Hirao Hideyoshi has already practiced a very peculiar ninjutsu, which can change the shape and appearance, and turn into another completely different person.

He also understood why no one could notice when Hirao Hideyoshi broke into the abandoned temple. So, what do the other four words mean? Is Acacia asking me to meet you?Where will we meet? He looked up at Xiangsi in confusion, but saw the trace of worry in Xiangsi's eyebrows and eyes.He suddenly understood the meaning of lovesickness.It was him that Xiangsi looked at. Tonight, Zishi, is the time to become hundreds of billions. The incarnation will be him. What would happen if "he" appeared outside Pyongyang tonight?No one will stand in the way. "He" will drive straight in, and neither the guards nor the Four Heavenly Holy Formation will stop "him".

Pyongyang, once a golden city, will soon be as flat again. The subsequent results will be unimaginable. Yang Yizhi slowly withdrew his hand. The tea bowl is clear and cloudy, in his hands, it seems to be holding the reflection of a blue sky. He couldn't let her go, never could.But he knew that he had to rush back to Pyongyang without stopping to tell the guards in the city the news. He looked at Acacia and drank the cup of tea slowly. Xiangsi already understood what was in his heart, showing a gentle smile. He secretly made up his mind that when this matter was over, he would definitely come back immediately and rescue her with blood.It's the same as seven in and seven out back then, smashing the company!

Hirao Hideyoshi stared into his eyes: "How about the tea?" Yang Yizhi: "Good tea." "I hope, in this life, I can drink another cup of such good tea." A white horse galloped like a shooting star, galloping towards Pyongyang city. Yang Yizhi felt a little uneasy in his heart.Ever since he saw the words written by Xiangsi in the tea bowl, uneasiness has been growing in his heart.It seemed that if he didn't rush back to Pyongyang overnight, something terrible would happen. Can't even rescue her first. Ping Hideyoshi's peculiar ninjutsu made any defense extremely fragile. Even if Pyongyang had the protection of the Four Heavenly Holy Formation and the Huaying Pavilion, it might not be able to stop this person.And once this person enters the city, it is possible that all the achievements of the coalition forces of the Ming and North Korea will collapse.

Fortunately, he has already seen the towers of Pyongyang. The anxiety in his heart turned into reality. A man in white was standing floatingly at the top of the city, talking to the soldiers guarding the city.His white clothes looked like moonlight on a rainy night. Well, it turned out to be himself. With a clear whistle, Yang Yizhi flew up from the horse's back. All the faint lights in the sky dimmed, and they were gathered in his hands.He seems to be a flying fairy in the sky, dragging a long beam of light, flying in the air, approaching the top of the city! The man in white on the top of the wall was startled, Guang Lian had already turned into a sword.

It was a sword of the contemporary era. The man in white wanted to pick it up, but found he couldn't.The man in white wanted to block it, but found he couldn't. This sword seemed to have been there since ancient times, and it was decided by fate that it should be inserted into his chest, and no one could stop it. He could only fold his hands together in a daze. The sword light has pierced his palms.Yang Yizhi's figure hangs down, standing in front of him. With just one step, he can step into the city of Pyongyang.He can immediately transform into hundreds of billions, blending into the city like water, and no one can stop him.

But only one step away, he will never be able to enter the city again. Yang Yizhi was standing in front of this step, blocking his ambition to sweep the world. The man in white stared at him. The soldiers on the top of the city stared at them, staring in amazement.They had never seen two people so alike. These two people are too similar, no matter in terms of appearance, expression, even demeanor and appearance, they are exactly the same, and they cannot be distinguished. If it wasn't for the real Yang Yizhi standing in front of them, no one would have doubted that the person they first met was not Yang Yizhi. That dusty white clothes, that pure posture, even the slight sadness between the brows. No one can doubt that such a person is not Yang Yizhi. Only by comparing with the real Yang Yizhi can we see the difference.The difference lies in Yang Yizhi's demeanor from the bottom of his heart.That is the only remnant of Wei and Jin demeanor, and the only condensation of Songfenglangyue. No one in the world can imitate. The man in white let out a long breath. "President Yang...President Yang..." He seems to be admiring, but also seems to be sorry. It is admiration for such a superb elegance, but it is also a pity that he failed so close to success. But he was convinced.Who else would not be willing to be defeated by Yang Yizhi? He smiled.Only a real hero can still laugh when the victory at his fingertips slips away: "Mr. Yang, how did you see through my scheme?" Yang Yizhi remained silent. He didn't see through, the one who really saw through the scheme was Acacia.He was just implementing Acacia's strategy. This thought made his heart tighten suddenly.As if, he had returned to that deserted city again, under the city wall of the setting sun, he watched her dance for the common people.That was his happiest time. Today, it seems to reappear. Seeing that he didn't answer, the man in white nodded his head: "Sure enough, if I can't bear it, I will make a big mess. If I didn't bear the help of the tiger and kill myself, how could the leader Yang see through the secrets of ghosts..." He sighed, and said, "I just didn't expect Leader Yang's thoughts to turn so quickly, and he already saw that I would become the leader and attack Pyongyang...I lost." He bent down and bowed respectfully, his body suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the rainy night. Yang Yizhi looked at the direction where his figure disappeared, and frowned slightly. This is really a terrible opponent. No matter who it was, meeting such a terrifying opponent would definitely make him sleepless. How many days can Pyongyang City survive in such an unpredictable sneak attack? Yang Yizhi sighed leisurely. Master Tan Hong did not speak to Taoist Master Qing Shang, but Yang Yizhi knew that they were waiting for his answer. Zhuo Wangsun and Pyongyang City made them extremely worried.The decision to negotiate peace made their distrust of Zhuo Wangsun reach its peak.They need him to stand up and question Zhuo Wangsun. But he can't. The first battle in Pyongyang allowed him to see the future of the Koryo War.Only by joining hands with him can this war be won under such difficult circumstances.No one can do without.If there is internal strife, failure will be inevitable. He must be cautious in making any decision. Before there is enough evidence, he can only remain silent. Therefore, he could only ignore the suspicious gazes of Master Tan Hong and Daoist Qing Shang. There was no expression on Zhuo Wangsun's face. Shen Weijing walked for seven days out of breath before rushing back to Pyongyang.Yang Yizhi was not by his side, he always felt that the ninja of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun would come out from the side of the road at any time, and take his head off with a single blow.But unexpectedly, his journey was safe and sound, without even the slightest accident. However, kneeling in front of Zhuo Wangsun at this moment, he felt chills running down his back. It seemed that the most terrifying danger was lurking, as long as he made a wrong word, his body would be crushed to pieces immediately. He first blew for a quarter of an hour, starting with how they arrived in Seoul after going through all kinds of hardships, how the Japanese army received them grandly, how Hirao Hideyoshi made tea himself, and so on.The scandal that he was terrified of courage is naturally omitted, and replaced by how bold and careful he is, chatting and laughing with all the murderers. Zhuo Wangsun listened quietly to his bragging without saying a word. Finally, Shen Weijing began to talk about the terms of the negotiation.He began to stammer: "First, the two armies will cease fighting immediately. The Japanese army withdrew from Seoul, and the Ming army withdrew from Goryeo..." In the Japanese camp that day, facing 30,000 elite soldiers from the Land of the Rising Sun, Shen Weijing didn't think there was anything strange about this condition, but at this moment, just reading this condition made him break out in a cold sweat. "Secondly, cede the area east of the Datong River to the Kingdom of the Rising Sun..." Shen Weijing was dripping with cold sweat, and his head was almost stuck to the stone steps, but his street spirit remained unchanged, and he still peeked at Zhuo Wangsun's face through the slit of his hat. Zhuo Wangsun's face remained unchanged, like a mountain. Shen Weijing felt that this mountain would fall down at any time, crushing him to pieces.His spirit couldn't help becoming tense, and he felt that he would collapse at any time.He gritted his teeth and read out the third article: "Thirdly, take Prince Linhai of Korea as a hostage and send him to the Land of the Rising Sun, so that Japan and Korea can reconcile forever..." He collapsed on the ground, barely able to speak. All his vitality disappeared following these three sentences. At this moment, he is almost like a dead person. For a long time, Zhuo Wangsun didn't speak, just looked at him quietly. Silence is like a huge instrument of torture. The phantom crushes Shen Weijing with real pain. He feels that he is constantly dying, coming back to life, coming back to life, and dying again. He couldn't help but kowtowed vigorously: "I beg you to give me another chance, just one chance! I will try my best to negotiate with the Japanese army! I will definitely live up to your trust!" Zhuo Wangsun said indifferently: "Okay." Shen Weijing crawled out like shit, feeling as if he had suffered ten thousand times. He never, never dared to go back with such a result.Never dare again! Zhuo Wangsun was silent, turned his head slowly, and stared at Yang Yizhi. "Did they want you to question me?" Yang Yizhi pondered. It is not surprising that Zhuo Wangsun can see through this matter.The elders of the Righteous Path have relatively straightforward tempers, and they can't hide things on their faces. "No." Yang Yizhi said slowly. "Because I see things differently than they do." Zhuo Wangsun waited for him to speak. Yang Yizhi said: "Everyone thinks that you are cowardly if you don't attack Seoul, but devote all your energy to build Pyongyang City; it is fearful to retreat after using the Flying Tiger Army to surprise the Biju Pavilion; it is stupid to appoint a clown like Shen Weijing; the rewards and punishments are not clear, Appointing treacherous ministers is tyrannical. But I think these are just superficial. Your real intention is actually only one, which is to delay time." "The purpose of building Pyongyang is to build a war base. This base is so strong that even Ping Hideyoshi can only enter it by himself. This will definitely make the enemy extremely worried. Although it seems cruel to prevent the people from entering, if the people If they can enter, the spies of the Japanese army will also enter. Such a decision is to go to Xiaoren to save the overall situation. Besides, this city and the four-day holy formation around the city have formed a barrier. This city will not fall, and the vast north of the city The land will be safe. People who cannot enter the city may not be in real danger of being attacked by pirates." "The Flying Tiger Army made a surprise attack on the Biju Hall and returned with a complete victory. But the victory in the first battle may not affect the overall situation. Moreover, the only chess piece that our army can dispatch is the Flying Tiger Army. The enemy army has 180,000 people .Once there is any mistake in the Flying Tiger Army, our army's battle situation will be extremely critical. This makes the Flying Tiger Army bet even though it is a sharp blade. It is better to use it as a deterrent than to be desperate. Formidable combat power, the arrogance of the Japanese army has shrunk greatly. To this day, they still dare not march out of Seoul to fight. "Appointing Shen Weijing as a negotiating envoy seems extremely absurd, but it is so absurd that the Japanese army could not think of it. Shen Weijing is greedy for life and fears death, and is as cowardly as a mouse. When the Japanese army sees it, they must despise it. Shen Weijing is obedient and has no claims. I think he is easy to bully, so I hope to get great benefits in the negotiation. The more they hope to negotiate, the less they want to fight again, and they will become the active side of peace. If I am not wrong , During the second negotiation, the Japanese army will take the initiative to make concessions so that the negotiation can continue.” He sighed and continued: "But they guessed Shen Weijing wrong. It is precisely because of greed for life and fear of death that Shen Weijing may not be as weak as they imagined when he goes to negotiate for the second time. Because what Shen Weijing fears most , it is definitely not the intimidation of the Japanese army, but you." He glanced at Zhuo Wangsun and said: "Anyone who has seen the demeanor of the master of the pavilion will be fearful. Shen Weijing is no exception. He will definitely do his best to tilt the balance of the negotiation to our interests. The Japanese army It must not be reconciled, so negotiations will be carried out again and again. As long as the negotiations continue, large-scale operations must be impossible. Therefore, our army will get enough breathing time." "I don't know, am I right?" Zhuo Wangsun: "Not bad." Yang Yizhi frowned. "Others see the comparison between 180,000 and 20,000, and think that our army will definitely be defeated. But I know that the Huayin Pavilion actually hides a huge power. As long as the pavilion master releases it completely, it is enough to compete with the Japanese army. What I don't like What I understand is why the pavilion master doesn't face it head-on, why does he do these things that others don't understand?" Zhuo Wangsun smiled lightly: "Can't you understand?" He stood up.The vast land seems to be under his feet, extending and expanding into endless magnificence. "During Tangun's time, this land experienced a massacre. At that time, almost half of the population died. Although ten rooms and nine empties are an exaggeration, ten rooms and five empties are by no means empty words. Its miserable state is worse than that of Japanese pirates today." Invasion is worse than worse." "But a hundred years later, the population on this land is more than before the massacre. More cities were built, and more people were born. If there were no historical records, the massacre What other evidence exists?" "In the Battle of Changping, Zhao's 400,000 soldiers were killed. I'm afraid the number of people who died in the war will be even more. However, after only a hundred years, the population of Zhao is no more than that of any unexperienced There are fewer countries with massacres.” "There is a country called Loulan in the Western Regions, which was once very powerful. Even today, relics are still found from time to time. It is amazing that this country was so powerful at that time. However, the glorious Loulan does not exist anymore." "Goryeo and Zhao, which experienced the massacre, are still there today, and Loulan, which was once glorious and powerful, no longer exists. Standing on the ruins of history, looking back, examining, war or massacre, what's the point?" His gaze was extremely far away: "Although this Japanese pirate war is tragic, but when it becomes history, what is there to look at?" "One hundred years later, as long as this country is still there, more people will surely be born. Apart from history, there will be no traces of this war left." "The only thing to worry about is that it cannot become the second Loulan." "You are right. If I do my best, the mysterious power hidden in Huayin Pavilion can indeed defeat the Japanese army. I also believe that even if you don't use the power of Huaying Pavilion, you only need to let Leader Yang lead the troops, and you can rely on tricks Defeat the Japanese army. But, if the Japanese army invades Goryeo for the second time, will you and I come to rescue again?" "If Daming is also in turmoil, will it still send troops to rescue Goryeo?" Yang Yizhi was taken aback. This is indeed a very acute question. Yang Yizhi couldn't answer. Even this time, if Zhuo Wangsun hadn't personally invited him, even he might not have come to Korea. If the two of them did not come to Korea, and if Daming did not send troops, who would be able to save Korea? "It must be able to save itself, so as not to become Loulan. Only then can it look down on history and erase the existence of massacres." "Therefore, there must be a third person who can defeat the Japanese army. And this third person must be a Korean." "Only the victory you win is the real victory. Only then can your country not be Loulan." "Now, do you understand?" The wind blew over, and the damp breath hit the Pyongyang city wall and splashed down.Zhuo Wangsun's black hair fluttered in the wind and rain, like a flying banner.Yang Yizhi looked up at him under the steps, and suddenly felt like looking up to a god. His thinking has indeed surpassed many of his contemporaries, which may be the reason why those elders did not understand him. Or even Yang Yizhi himself could not understand him. Zhuo Wangsun stared into the distance. It was already dark at night, and in the rain, no matter how bright your eyes were, you couldn't see far away. "I want to see if it can save itself." Zhuo Wangsun's words were more like talking to himself.In this desolate rainy night, there seemed to be a trace of confusion in his voice. When the king looked at the fate of this ancient country, he seemed to see a cloud of fog. Yang Yizhi was silent. He thought about Zhuo Wangsun's words, and suddenly felt a burst of sadness. Such a profound thought, no one can understand him.Not only can't understand, there are so many people who want to resist him and are afraid of him. Whose sorrow is this? Zhuo Wangsun suddenly smiled. "Are we still friends?" Yang Yizhi's body shook.He couldn't help raising his head and staring at Zhuo Wangsun again.Zhuo Wangsun's figure seemed to merge with the dark rainy night, only his eyes were still bright, like two stars that could not be covered by rain clouds. There was a faint smile on his face. In a trance, it seems to be the top of Yusu mountain, when the two meet each other with cups. Yang Yizhi couldn't help lowering his head. Still not a friend? Only he himself knows, but he is no longer worthy to be his friend. He has betrayed him. Zhuo Wangsun smiled again. "Perhaps, we are the two people in the world who are least likely to be friends. This is fate." Yes, this is fate.Yang Yizhi's heart skipped a beat. A destiny made of that blush. "Remember? I said we'd drink together." Yang Yizhi naturally remembered.It was on Yusu Mountain, and the two made an appointment to drink together after finding out the cause of death of the three elders of Wudang.But no one expected that after so many things happened, it was impossible for the two of them to toast together. Yang Yizhi couldn't help but sighed softly. Zhuo Wangsun walked down the stone steps slowly. In his hand, he raised a small wine cup. "Who says we can't be together? Wine?" This glass of wine contains so many meanings.Poured by Zhuo Wangsun himself, and held in Yang Yizhi's cup.When the faint icy cold spreads over the lips and teeth, it is really full of thoughts and tastes. If they weren't supposed to be friends, how could two people in the world be friends? "Can you do me a favor?" "Convince the elders to let Goryeo become the third person in this war." Yang Yizhi pondered. This is a request. Zhuo Wangsun never asked others. Only this time, it was as loud as gold and stone. "I promise you." It's a promise. This promise is also like an alliance of gold and stone, and it is a promise.