Seeing this, Xu Beizhi's face showed a bit of desolation.

He looked down at the empty table in front of him and said:

"I just didn't expect that the dead knot was a dead knot, but the old man died.

Before, my grandfather said, even if you see you, whoever lives and dies is still between five or five.”

Xu Qianqiu lowered his head and drank the second glass of wine.

Xu Beizhi pursed her lips and stared at Xu Qianqiu who was drinking turbid wine slowly, and asked straight to the point:

"What if you hand over the military power of Northern Liang to Chen Zhibao?"

Xu Qianqiu glanced at him, took an empty glass, poured a glass of wine, and slowly pushed it to his table.

Xu Beizhi shook her head and didn't raise her glass. She paused, and she faintly cried and said to herself:

"Yes, I don't drink, so I don't know the taste of the wine."

Xu Qianqiu then said, "My lame father once said that the forces of Northern Liang, as the world knows and hears, are just the tip of the iceberg, and Chen Zhibao can't afford this property.

When Beiliang settled the six kingdoms in the Spring and Autumn Period and Xu Xiao was named King of Beiliang, Chen Zhibao could have gone to southern Xinjiang to establish his own doorstep.

He brought nearly 80,000 direct troops from Beiliang to the south, splitting the land and becoming the second king of different surnames in Liyang.

However, he rejected the Emperor of the Zhao family at that time.

Now, I can't blame him for his stingy father, who has already given him a chance.

In Beiliang, family rules should be greater than state laws."

Xu Beizhi pondered silently.

After a long time, he silently recited: "Qi is born from the place where it is broken."

Scholars are all literary and inexplicable.

Fortunately, Xu Qianqiu is also a scholar.

Therefore, he can understand the meaning of his words:

After the death of Xu Xiao, the adoptive father, was the time when Chen Zhibao rebelled.

Xu Qianqiu skipped this topic.

Whether to kill Chen Zhibao or not is a family matter to the Northern Liang Palace, why should you discuss with others?

What's more, people only know that the military immortal Chen Zhibao should not live in the land of Beiliang, but who knows what Beiliang means in the heart of the orphan Chen Zhibao?

Protecting Beiliang is the only persistence of the white-clothed soldier immortal in his life.

It’s a pity that people don’t know Chen Zhibao.

Xu Qianqiu changed to a leisurely and freehand topic and asked with a smile:

"Can you tell me what is the identity of that young Taoist boy?"

Xu Beizhi glanced at Xu Qianqiu, who had his fingers rotated his empty wine glass, and said frankly and unfamiliarly:

"I don't know the mystery. I only know that the Taoist boy came to the Xu family ten years ago, and ten years later, he still looked like a child."

Xu Qianqiu said, "Didn't it be true that mysterious statement?"

The two of them spoke in unison and said two words:

"Eternal life."

After blurted out this statement, the two looked different.

There was a hint of hostility and murderous intent between Xu Qianqiu's eyebrows.

He will never allow anyone who lives in this world to live forever.

Xu Beizhi is full of curiosity to find out the truth.

Xu Beizhi followed his grandfather since childhood and was immersed in the public school to practice. He was a delicate person who was good at dancing and was good at observing his words and expressions.

Seeing the clues revealed by Xu Qianqiu, he was worried, but he did not ask.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qianqiu took the initiative to say:

"When I unified the world and free up my hands, all the immortals in this world will be washed away by blood.

I do not allow immortals in this world.

If there is, there will be no mercy to kill!"

Xu Beizhi didn't answer this conversation.

Xu Qianqiu stood up and said, "I will soon enter the territory of Jinchanzhou. With your grandfather's penetration, you will be able to pass there. It is better to be relaxed in Baopingzhou and take a rest earlier."

Xu Beizhi wanted to speak but stopped until Xu Qianqiu turned around, but she didn't say anything.

It was not until Xu Qianqiu took a few steps that he finally couldn't help but speak, and his voice was hoarse:

"You can only live up to this trip if you take my grandfather's head and return to Beiliang."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqiu stopped.

Turning around and looking at the scholar.

Xu Beizhi clasped her fists tightly, placed them on her legs, lowered her head and looked at Xu Qianqiu, and said:

"I also know that grandpa is helping you increase your prestige in the army.

After all, it is even more rare to cut off the former King Li Beiyuan and the head of the prime minister of the dynasty than to lead troops to destroy the 100,000 Beimang army.

But he is my grandfather, I just want to take a look, just one glance!

I hope the prince will give it!"

After saying that, he bowed and held the ceremony.

A little crying.

After staring at him for a long time, Xu Qianqiu asked:

"Xu Beizhi, don't you hate me?"

The man smiled sadly and said, "How dare I hate you? Are you trying to make my grandfather die with his eyes open?"

Xu Qianqiu said oh, turned around and left, leaving a light sentence:

"It's hard to see your grandpa.

He has been picked up by the world's No. 1 building and spent his old age. From then on, there is no such person in the world again.

That head is just a fake guy. I was buried by the Ruoshui River."

Xu Beizhi was stunned.

It's late at night and people are quiet.

At the door, the waiter who used his butt to warm up the steps was bored.

Suddenly, he heard the movement and turned his head, looking disbelief.

The owner who did not touch the wine raised his glass and drank all the wine in the glass, as if he was crying but not crying, as if he was laughing but not laughing.

He raised his head and lifted the remaining half of the wine pot, and poured it into his stomach.

For some reason, the attendant seemed to finally see the state of a strategist when he met the wise master.

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After leaving the Taoist temple, Tuoba Bodhisattva headed to the extreme northern ice field.

Before crossing the Yellow River, there was no storm along the way.

Near the upper reaches of the Yellow River, there was no horrible action.

Moreover, he took the initiative to pay the money to the shipkeeper.

He was like a clay Buddha on a raft across the river.

No temper at all.

The podium between him and Wang Xianzhi's travel is very different.

Wang Xianzhi left Wudi City, and the Liyang Dynasty sent tens of thousands of iron cavalry to follow him.

On the other hand, Tuoba Bodhisattva made the empress feel extremely relieved and trusted.

It is known to everyone in Beimang that Bodhisattva Tuoba does not believe in Buddhism.

However, relatively speaking, this grassland military god is closer to the Buddhist sect and far away from the Taoist sect.

He assisted the Empress in the same dynasty as the national teacher Qilin Zhenren, but for twenty years, the two have never met once.

The two sides are more like mortal enemies.

In the Liyang Dynasty, vassal kings were not allowed to meet vassal kings.
To be continued...