The Prince with the Sword Goes to the End of the World

Far away from the 'Qiusi Pavilion', Guo Mingxuan and his apprentice went all the way north, towards the northern border.

Along the way, Shang Mo's thoughts were all about Leng Rongyue, and he regretted not being able to speak forcefully, which made Leng Rongyue take off his mask and see her true face.

Now, only the silent folding fan in his hand is left, and this folding fan is by no means an ordinary folding fan, it originally belonged to Su Haitang, not long ago it belonged to Leng Rongyue, but now it belongs to Shang Mo .

The wonder of an item is that it can be circulated and passed on infinitely. Even if it is in the hands of unrelated people, there is still some connection.

Shang Mo tightly held the folding fan in Shake's hand, even though he was reluctant to part with it, he had no choice but to slowly insert the folding fan into his waist.He knew clearly that he would always keep this folding fan with him, at least until he saw the 'ice string' in his heart again, he would keep it on his body well.

At this time, in Shang Mo's heart, Leng Rongyue is no longer a chance encounter, but an engraving, with thoughts and concerns.After all, under her guidance, Shang Mo has undergone earth-shaking changes. He is no longer that kid who knows nothing, but a person who can be ranked among the top masters in the world.

"Master, where are we going?" Shang Mo calmed down, glanced sideways at Guo Mingxuan who was staring into the distance, and said.

"Let's go see the hell on earth." Guo Mingxuan didn't turn his head to look at Shang Mo, but still stared ahead, whispering.

"Hell on earth?" Shang Mo asked with a confused face.

"Yes. In fact, as a teacher, I heard my father mention it when I was young, but I never saw it." Guo Mingxuan said with a slight frown.

"Since it's hell, isn't Master afraid?" Shang Mo hesitated.

"Don't be afraid, because it is people who make it hell. What is so scary between people? Even if he is a complete villain, I don't think he can do anything to us, haha." Guo Mingxuan smiled. ,road.

As the words fell, Guo Mingxuan's face showed a gloomy look. He glanced sideways at Shangmo, and said, "If according to what the white-clothed Palace Master in the 'Qiusi Pavilion' said, this time, the Duke of Qi, Qiu Fu, will ride one hundred thousand If the north seeks Benya to lose its place, it will be defeated. How many people will be displaced, and the displacement will be followed by burning, killing, looting, and exorbitant taxes. Where did it come from?"

"Master, do you care about the border people? So, we are going to the border?" Shang Mo blinked and said softly.

Guo Mingxuan showed a little sad expression on his face, and said slowly, "No. Rather than saying that I care about the common people, it is better to say that I feel pity for the soldiers. After I was a soldier, my father and the clan were all titles obtained from leading troops in battle. The salary is generous, but the most important thing for a handsome man is the life of his soldiers. It takes a lot of energy to train an ordinary person to become a soldier, and they have left a deep relationship with each other. Once on the battlefield, they are life and death. Then, for the relatives who protect each other with their lives, it will be a great grief to lose anyone."

"Then can we help them with anything?" Shang Mo asked doubtfully.

"We can't help much. The army is defeated like a mountain, and no one can stop it. What we can help is to save and heal people, and prevent more tragic things from happening." Guo Mingxuan raised his chin slightly, staring at the sky thoughtfully ,road.

Above the sky, there are white clouds, slightly moving blue, and sometimes the breeze blows, and the clouds will change into various forms.Guo Mingxuan was very clear about the Hexi Corridor he wanted to go to. Although it was a long and narrow area, it not only served as a blood vessel for culture, economy and trade, but also divided the ethnic minorities in the north into two parts, one east and one west, making them mutually dependent. To effectively contact and interact, and even completely isolate them, thus reducing their pressure on the Central Plains dynasty's invasion.

The same is true for the northern minorities. Losing the Hexi Corridor means being divided and having no ability to enter the Central Plains.The reason why the Yuan Dynasty was able to rule the Central Plains is also the same reason. Temujin first opened up the Mongolian Plateau and the Western Regions at any cost, completed a huge war reserve here, and waged a 22-year war against the Xixia people who controlled the Hexi Corridor , Attacking Xixia, and then destroying the Jin Dynasty, "connecting" the north into a whole, and then further invading the Central Plains.

If Qiu Fu, the Duke of Qi, was defeated, it would be unavoidable to injure the soldiers and the people, but this was only a temporary disaster; but if the Hexi Corridor was lost because of this defeat, it would be a huge disaster for the people of the Central Plains. long-term abuse.

Guo Mingxuan absolutely does not want to see any more turmoil in the Central Plains. Even if Zhu Di is in power now, he does not want to see the flames of war spread and lead to the lifeless life of the people.

Maybe, Guo Mingxuan couldn't bear it; or maybe, peace in the world was also the long-cherished wish of his fathers.

"Then, Master, if this is the case, let's do our best and help whatever we can." Shang Mo, who hesitated for a moment, suddenly showed a smiling face, and said loudly to Guo Mingxuan.

"Yeah." Guo Mingxuan didn't say much, just nodded his head, but he felt that Shang Mo seemed to have grown up a lot after he came out of "Qiu Si Pavilion", and growing up had nothing to do with Shang Mo's age, but rather Just a little maturity in thought and consciousness.

Guo Mingxuan smiled slightly, scratched the bridge of his nose a few times, and suddenly asked, "Does Shangmo miss the palace master in white?"

"Master is talking about Bing Xian?" Shang Mo asked in shock.

"Exactly." Guo Mingxuan smiled again and said.

"I miss her very much. Why did Master suddenly mention Bing Xian?" Shang Mo whispered sadly.

"It's nothing, I just thought of her. Shang Mo wants to see her, and she naturally wants to see Shang Mo. I think you will see each other again in a short time." Guo Mingxuan said calmly.

"See you again? Now, I don't know anything about her appearance, and I want to go to the border with you, Master, how can I see her?" Shang Mo looked curious, he didn't understand the meaning of Guo Mingxuan's words at all. .However, according to common sense, it is really difficult for him and the 'Bingxian' in his heart to meet again.

"I'm not afraid of being ruthless, but I'm afraid of my concubine's intentions. What's more, you, the 'jun', also has love? Haha... Your 'Bingxian' girl is by no means an ordinary woman. She can do many things that you can't imagine. Or, she has already figured out the time to meet you again." Guo Mingxuan couldn't help laughing.

"Bingxian, isn't she just an ordinary woman? Then is she a fairy? ... And ... the chance to meet me? Could it be that she can count?" Shang Mo scratched her head and said in a daze.

"Well, not only can she pinch and count, but she can also strategize. She is indeed a fairy. If you see her appearance, you will exclaim that she is supernatural. Even your senior sister Liu Yunjin, and Your aunt Su Haitang is hard to compare to."

"By the way, Yunjin is now in Jiangyue Gate, and I don't know what's wrong..." Guo Mingxuan's swearing face suddenly became a little moved, and what touched his heart was the current situation of his daughter Liu Yunjin.It has been several months since he left Jiangyuemen, whether Liu Yunjin can really take care of Jiangyuemen is a trivial matter, what he cares most about is whether his daughter Liu Yunjin's body is safe and sound, and whether her mood is smooth and happy.

"Senior Sister Yunjin has excellent martial arts skills, and with the support of Jiangyuemen's envoys Saiwei and Saiguang, she will be fine, master. If, master is really worried, we can return to Jiangyuemen immediately." Shang Mo said loudly.

"No, I'm not worried about what will happen to your Senior Sister Yunjin, but I'm worried about whether she can bear the loneliness, and whether she can find joy in being alone and relieve her depression. But... these are also things she should go through... If she doesn't experience These, how can they really grow up...Okay, Shang Mo, let's continue on our way to do our business." Guo Mingxuan looked worried, and he whispered thoughtfully.

"By the way, Master, have you seen the appearance of 'Bingxian'? How do you know that she is more beautiful than Senior Sister Yunjin and Aunt Haitang?" Shang Mo suddenly regained his composure, and softly shouted.

"You still have a fate to meet that white-clothed palace master, so you will naturally have a moment to see her face in the future." Guo Mingxuan suppressed the worry on his face, smiled faintly, and said.

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The journey is tossed and turned, the sun, the moon and the stars move.Near the border, the people are in a mess, and they go together for thousands of miles.The children wailed, the old man lamented, all the people were carrying parcels and wooden boxes, and they were walking south slowly, their expressions were gloomy, their heads bowed helplessly.

Guo Mingxuan watched the suffering of the people, exchanged heartfelt greetings, and with a few whispers, he heard that the battle was about to start, and he fled, just to save his life.

"This old man, why is he going south in such a hurry?" Guo Mingxuan leaned forward to support an old man, frowned, and said with bitterness in his heart.

"There is going to be a war, the army is stationed at the border, if you don't run for your life, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive..." the old man neighed in a low voice, his hands trembling, said.

"Nowadays, the noble forces of the Northern Yuan Dynasty are killing each other, and they are divided into three tribes: Tatar, Oara and Wuliangha. The Tatar is the most powerful, but even so, the Tatar will not easily attack and kill our border. Once they attack and kill It is inevitable that the Ming Realm will not be invaded by Wala and Wuliangha from the rear. Besides, the imperial court has sent [-] elite cavalry to conquer, so you don’t have to rush around like this.” Guo Mingxuan frowned when he heard the old man’s words Even tighter, he held the old man's trembling hand tightly and said in a low voice.

"Once the war breaks out, how can I manage to win or lose? If the imperial army loses and the Tatars harass the frontier, we will not be able to escape even if we want to. Who can gamble with their lives on this battle?" The war will definitely be won? Even if the imperial army wins, it is inevitable that they will be rewarded for their achievements, and then they will still bully us people? Otherwise, where will the rewards come from?" The old man's earnest words deeply robbed In Guo Mingxuan's heart, Guo Mingxuan sighed sideways, and was speechless for a moment.

For a moment, Guo Mingxuan slowly let go of the old man's hands, showing a helpless and lost look, and stared blankly at the crowds of people passing by him.

"Master, since we can't let go of them, why don't we bring them to our 'Tian Ao Gate'?" Shang Mo took a step forward, touched Guo Mingxuan's arm, and said softly.

"Our 'Tian'aomen' is far away in Sichuan, so far away from this place. If they are all young and middle-aged, it will be no problem to travel long distances, but how can the elderly, infants and young children bear it?" Guo Mingxuan took a deep breath and said.

"Master, can we just watch them flee?" Shang Mo said with a solemn expression.

"Yes, that old man is right. No matter whether the army wins or loses, it is of no benefit to the common people. They are just ordinary people who just want to live comfortably and have no war. At the moment, you and I can only rush to Qi State Gongqiu Among Fu's army, see if there is a good strategy that can bring the battle to a quick end and reduce the damage of the soldiers."

"If the war can be ended early, maybe these people can return to their original places and continue to live a simple life..." Guo Mingxuan looked up at the sky. Whenever he felt a little helpless, he would stare at the sky.

Even if God could not give him a clear answer and direction, he is still used to it.Gradually his eyes began to blur, and he lowered his head slowly, letting out a long sigh...

"Let's go, Master." Shang Mo said slowly.

Without saying a word, Guo Mingxuan quietly took Shang Mo's left hand and walked towards the place where the imperial army was stationed...