Ying Tianchang

From the capital to the northwest, over the Yanling Mountains, through a large area of ​​Gobi, and after a few days, they entered the military reclamation site that stretched for hundreds of miles.This is the poorest place in the country.It is also the place where wars are most frequent.

This piece of land is the junction of Daying, Weitz, and Khalkha, and it is also a place where the three countries have fought repeatedly after several battles.Along the way, there are dilapidated thatched huts, corpses of cattle and sheep, abandoned stones, newly built cities, flat and untended barren fields, and the endless pale yellow skyline.Looking from a distance, there are still rows of human heads hanging on some city walls. They are the corpses of civilians who were forcibly moved by the court and then fled.

Yining rode on a horse, standing on the top of a mound outside the city, looking up at the towering huge stone city wall.Dawn was breaking, and the rising sun here was bigger, rounder, and redder than any one he had seen before.Under the reflection of the almost blood-colored morning sun and the dark purple clouds in the sky, a majestic pass made of huge stones suddenly appeared on the edge of the earth, showing off the mighty national strength and army of the country, and awe the people on the grasslands in the far northwest. People of different skin colors.

He finally arrived at Dingyuan City, an important place in the northern border of Yingguo, where the Ren clan ruled the world.

The title of Ren Weichang, the patriarch of the generation of the Ren family, came from the name of the city.

He only felt his heart tremble, and he couldn't help but hold his breath.

It's so beautiful!Also too majestic!

It was mid-July at this time, which was the hottest time of the year in Ying country, but outside Dingyuan city where the sun had not fully risen, the north wind was bleak and hunting like knives, chilling and chilling.

Yining looked fascinatedly at the caravans of camels entering and leaving the city gate, and the sergeants guarding the city for training.When a man is alive, he can gallop on the battlefield to rejoice in grievances and enmity, even if he is shrouded in horse leather and buried in a foreign land, what a pity!

He has followed the young master all his life, and has never traveled alone since he was born, and the farthest he has gone is to accompany the young master's wife back to the south of the Yangtze River to visit his relatives.But at this time, the majestic scene of Xiongguan on the border in the early morning stirred up the blood in his heart that had been suppressed for a long time.

It was forged long before he was born, with a strong and passionate blood engraved in his bones and blood.

His biological father was an iron-blooded lone minister who resisted the power and pleaded for the people, and his adoptive father was a genius Confucian general who was bold and forthright and killed thousands of miles away. He shouldn't have been hiding behind someone to be a silent and invisible shadow, and he didn't even have an identity!

In his body, there is a desire for adventure and meritorious deeds.

Yining never wanted to think about these things.His father gave him life, and the Shen family gave him another life. He originally wanted to bury his life like this.Isn't An Sheng and his greatest usefulness here?The two hands behind the young master, one for martial arts and one for text, one for light and one for darkness.He planned some plots for the young master that he was not good at, and did some things that An Sheng was not good at.

For example, to comfort the young master when he is in a low mood, for example, to go to the huge underground palace of Feixue Tower to steal a few sleeve crossbows, for example to pretend to be the young master and appear where he must appear, for example to take some from the spies at home in other countries Information that is inconvenient for others to access.

Although his martial strength is not as good as An Sheng's, his lightness kung fu is extremely sublime. What's more, he has a mind that few people can match, a calm temperament, and an incomparably superb disguise technique.

He hates Yi Rong the most.

It doesn't feel good to have a face full of things, but only rarely can he show his true colors.

However, at this time, even though he was still hiding under a pile of rouge and gouache, Yining felt that he saw himself more clearly than ever.

Thinking of the young master's playful smile before leaving, Yining suddenly felt that the young master might know himself better than himself.

He laughed at himself and rode his horse towards the city gate.

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Dingyuan is the most prosperous city on the border of Ying country, so even though it was early, there was already a long line of vegetable farmers queuing up to enter the city and business travelers from the hinterland of the Central Plains.Yining prepared the paperwork for customs clearance, and led the horse to line up in the queue.During this trip, he shuttled between the two countries with a top-secret purpose, and it was impossible for him to mix with other caravans, so the young master simply prepared a certificate issued by the Transshipment Department of the Zhanghu Department for him, and pretended to be an official checking the border trade tax situation.

The inspection work of the city gate guards is very meticulous, so the process of the team is not too fast.However, although the inspection was strict, the sergeants did not take the opportunity to collect oil and water benefits, nor did they deliberately keep merchants and vegetable farmers in trouble.Yining observed the joyful expressions of the businessmen around him, and nodded secretly in his heart. The Ren family has been operating in northern Xinjiang for decades, but they still haven't slackened in the slightest.

During this trip, Shen Yue did not alarm his father, and even his master kept it a secret, so he handed over the customs clearance documents to Lin Shiming to prepare. Really, I found a real product from the Ministry of Households with a little wrist, and naturally it can pass through the borders of the two countries without any hindrance.

Anyway, no one knew his real name, so the paperwork that Shen Yue got for him simply signed the word Yuan Yining boldly. When he cleared the customs, Yining secretly smiled in his heart, walking with his real name was really good.

When Dingyuan City was first built, it was a military garrison, but it gradually developed due to its special geographical location. Therefore, the military facilities in the city are sufficient, and the military garrison is also well-organized. As for the private houses, shops and commercial workshops... it is a mess.Yining was not in a hurry to go to the General's Mansion, but spent half a day wandering around the city thoroughly.Anyway, it will take a long time here, and it is serious to be familiar with the terrain first.

Information transmission, hiding, escaping, will be used in the future.Yining sighed secretly, and then rejoiced again. Although he still lived a shady underground life, the air in the frontier was obviously much cleaner than Yuechun.

The strange thing is that he didn't feel this way during the three days he stayed in Witz Flying Pheasant City.

Yining found that although he was born in Nanli and had a mixed-race master with Weitz, he seemed to have identified himself as a native of Yingguo in his heart.

I'm afraid the young master has the same thought.

Crouching under the kitchen stove in the General's Mansion, Yining touched the thin tube inserted in his belt, a little cold sweat oozing from his hands.

Although there was no malice in this trip, even if Ren Hui caught him, it would be fine, but the young master's request was to try not to let Ren Hui find out.Probably, as a half-Witzer, doing this kind of thing is more or less a psychological burden.

The easiest way to get in any mansion is to climb the wall and the kitchen.

Yining's skills in climbing the wall are naturally good, but the General's Mansion stands in the city, if he climbed up the two-foot-high outer wall of the General's Mansion openly, the people on the street would be scared too much.

So he got into the vegetable boxcar.From Feixue Tower to the General's Mansion, this method has been tried and tested repeatedly.Just because as long as there are people, there must be food.

What's more, the people in the General's Mansion don't worry about assassins at all.

The sergeants of the General's Mansion are naturally elite soldiers trained by the Ren family, and as the most loyal subordinates of the Ren family, they have a strong confidence in the strength of their master.

It's the same even if you don't know the surname of Ren, the most successful assassin in Ying country in the past 20 years.Yining felt that this kind of unfounded confidence was really ridiculous.Compared with the city gate, the guards of the General's Mansion are so sparse that any third-rate assassin can successfully sneak in.After ordering the servant who delivered the food and the boy who washed the vegetables in the kitchen, he took off his clothes, and Yining stuffed the two of them under the woodpile, hesitated for a moment, frowned, and changed into the clothes that were full of oily smoke , took out the disguise equipment and smeared it extensively, and started the big business of washing vegetables that he had never done before.

This process took about a quarter of an hour.

During this period, there were four people in the kitchen. Although the noise of pots and pans was quite loud during the lunch preparation, it was not that no one noticed the strange noise, but no one came to ask for it until half a load of vegetables was washed. Looking for the servant who delivered the food, Yining looked around his surroundings to make sure that no one had discovered his identity, and he was even more confused.

Don't they know that even if Ren Hui can't be killed, he can still throw two pills into the water tank?

Yining hid in the kitchen until the evening, then chose a dish at random, carried a tray, walked out openly, walked through the backyard, found Ren Hui's study room, threw the bamboo tube on his desk, and returned along the same road to the backyard.

So far, everything is going well.

But obviously, he made a fatal mistake.

In the kitchen, he heard the cooks talking about how Ren Hui had just returned to the city in the past two days, and was so busy that he spent every day on the school grounds, or in the governor's mansion discussing the small-scale war that happened on the front line, Basically never had a meal in the mansion.

So he had no idea why Ren Hui would appear in the backyard of the General's Mansion at this time.

Yining reacted very quickly. Although he panicked for a moment, he recovered immediately, bowed, turned and retreated.

"Come back!" Ren Hui said softly, Yining knew that there were some loopholes in his handling of details, which aroused Ren Hui's suspicion.Now the young master's instruction was in vain, Yining was rather annoyed, but still held the hope of what might happen, and turned around respectfully.

Ren Hui squinted his eyes, and silently sized up the hunched boy, the cold light in his eyes gradually froze, and he said coldly, "Do you know where the sun is sunken?"

Yining was taken aback, trying to maintain a calm tone and said: "I don't know."

"First, your news is obviously not accurate enough. Brother Dou will come to live in a few days. I have made a rule yesterday that the boy is not allowed to enter the backyard; second, he shouldn't send someone I have seen over here. Third, your lightness skill seems to have improved." Ren Hui frowned, "When I saw you a month ago, you didn't walk so lightly. Fourth, you shouldn't have turned around just now."

Yining was puzzled, and unconsciously raised her head, "Shouldn't you turn around?"

Ren Hui raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Your back view is quite special, and my second uncle's drawing skills are very good—didn't I mention it that day? His name is An Sheng."

Yining smiled wryly. He had heard from the young master that Ren Hui had met An Sheng, but he didn't expect that he would recognize him with just a similar back after several disguises. He saluted, "Young Master Ren taught you the right thing."

Ren Hui narrowed his eyes again, his pupils shrunk slightly, and stared at Yining for a moment, his tone was much colder than before, "You are not An Sheng. Who are you?"

To be continued