Deep in the bamboo forest, a small figure was moving in the sound of breaking through the air, holding a sword in his hand and practicing sword skills.

Looking closely, the little figure is only five or six years old. She looks pink and jade-like, very cute. She has a pair of bright big eyes full of cunning. She is wearing a slightly tight-fitting little dress. She is very flexible and looks a little serious.

Not far away, a green bamboo in a dark blue robe stood quietly, holding one hand behind him, and the other hand pressed a simple long sword against the ground.

"Senior Brother, how are I practicing?" The little boy who stopped after a while couldn't help but wipe his forehead, which was almost sweatless with his hands, grinning at Qingzhu, and asked.

Qingzhu, who was unquestionable, pulled out the long sword he was pressing with his hand. A sharp cold light flashed by. The next moment, Qingzhu, whose figure flashed, seemed slow but actually quickly, flashed several sword shadows, turned away the sword and returned to the sheath, and looked at the little boy, "Junior Brother Chu Yu, have you seen it clearly? Your sword is more fancy and not sharp enough. Such a sword cannot kill anyone."

"This is practicing sword, not killing people!" The little Tong Chuyu muttered slightly.

Qingzhu frowned: "Chu Yu, what are you muttering? You don't care about practicing swords. When you really face the enemy, you are not killing the enemy, but sending it to the enemy to kill."

"Hmph! A qualified commander should be in the planning and winning thousands of miles away," Chu Yu snorted with a dissatisfaction, saying, "I, Xue Chuyu, don't be a stupid general and swordsman, but a real handsome talent, even better than my father! No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can't be invincible in the world!"

Qingzhu shook her head and asked back with a funny look: "Then can you be invincible if you plan your strategy and win a thousand miles?"

"Is there anyone smarter than me in this world?" The little guy Xue Chuyu said, which made Qingzhu roll his eyes slightly, and was speechless.

And at this moment, a misty and gentle voice came into the ears of the two: "Qingzhu, Chu Yu, come back!"

"The teacher told us to go! Go back!" Qingzhu said as she wanted to go forward and hug Xue Chuyu.

However, Xue Chuyu avoided it flexibly, raised her head and walked forward with a tough heart: "I will leave myself!"

Seeing this, Qingzhu shook her head slightly and smiled helplessly. She had to hold a long sword in her hand and then follow her.

Because of the foundation-building and training of Qi since childhood, Xue Chuyu was young, but his speed was not slow at all. His pair of calves moved quickly, and his speed was much faster than that of ordinary people trotting.

Soon, the two brothers came to the pavilion in the bamboo forest.

"Teacher!" Qingzhu and Xue Chuyu were both busy taking the initiative to salute Taoist Ziyang respectfully.

Instead, Qingzhu bowed slightly to Xue Rengui, walked silently behind Ziyang Old Taoist, stood still.

"Father! Has the injury on your arm healed?" Xue Chuyu walked to Xue Rengui. He looked up at Xue Rengui and asked with a clever voice as if he was a good baby.

"Father's injury is fine. It's been well!" Xue Rengui couldn't help laughing when he heard this, moved his arm and signaled it. Instead, he picked up Xue Chuyu in a doting way and let him sit on his thigh.

Xue Chuyu, who blinked her big shining eyes, asked again: "Father, will you go back to the court to take charge?"

"Kids' home, don't worry about so many!" Xue Rengui was stunned, and then he reached out and pointed Xue Chuyu's nose and smiled.

At this moment, a horse was rushing towards the sound of horse hooves, and in the blink of an eye came outside the pavilion. A heroic young man in brocade clothes flexibly turned over and dismounted, and went straight to the pavilion and bowed to Xue Rengui, "Uncle, Mr. Cheng is here again. This time, he read out the imperial edict given to his uncle by the court to his golden burial."

"What is the Golden Pinnacle Imperial Burial? That emperor, would he curse my father to die early? Humph, if my father dies, who can defend him from the enemy territory?" Xue Chuyu said unhappily. But his cute look, it felt a bit funny when he said such words.

Xue Rengui also shook his head slightly and smiled: "Haha! Jinding Imperial Burial? The Emperor is quite generous to me Xue Rengui!"

"Liu Fei, go back first and say to your aunt, let her deal with it calmly, and I'll go back later!" Xue Rengui immediately ordered the young man.

The young man Liu Fei, who responded, left the pavilion, turned over and rushed back.

Seeing Liu Fei leaving, Xue Chuyu couldn't help but smile and said, "Father, why did you ask your cousin to go back first? Then go back, is your father going to put on airs?"

"Boy, what are you talking about?" Xue Rengui suddenly glared at Xue Chuyu with a angrily smile.

Xue Chuyu covered her mouth and smiled, "Hehe! Father, it's actually just for you to put on airs, so as not to the emperor think that you will come and leave as soon as you summon it, and care about you if you don't care."

"A small man is big!" Xue Rengui, who patted Xue Chuyu's head, smiled happily.

The old Taoist Ziyang, who smiled and stroked his beard, also said slowly: "Rengui! If you want to return to the court this time, you really need to take a stand. At least, you have to clear your previous grievances, otherwise it will be unreasonable to send troops."

"Yes! Father, you are not going to atone for your sins," Xue Chuyu said hurriedly with his head raised.

Xue Rengui, who shook his head and smiled, said, "Master, I, Xue Rengui, must have cleansed up the grievances of this injustice, not only for personal revenge, but also for the Tang Dynasty to remove any harm from the court. If this can be done, even if I, Xue Rengui, was blamed by the emperor, I would have a clear conscience!"

"Renity is noble and righteous! If you think this way, I feel very comforted in my heart!" Ziyang's old Taoist couldn't help but nod and smiled.

Xue Chuyu even held Xue Rengui's shoulder and stood up on his thigh, looking like a little adult, and said, "A real man should be proud of himself when he stands in the world, so why bother with him so much?"

"Haha, yes! My son said it well, you really don't have to worry about him so much!" Xue Rengui laughed loudly.

In Longmen County, more than a hundred miles away from Jiangzhou City, Jiangzhou Prefecture soldiers and Cheng Yaojin's imperial guards escorted the golden coffin and Liu Yinhuan. Zhaoyang and Xue Jinlian rushed to the forest where the Xue family's ancestral tomb was located near Longmen County.

The team of more than a thousand people was led by Cheng Yaojin, Luo Tong and others, and the carriages and horses were moving forward slowly.

After some busy work, when it was getting late, the coffin was finally buried successfully. Everyone also set up a marching tent in the open space outside the forest and lived there.

The night was getting late. Cheng Yaojin, Luo Tong and others who had eaten dinner gathered in Cheng Yaojin's military tent.

"Uncle Cheng, why did you call us all over?" Luo Tong asked first.

Cheng Yaojin glared at Luo Tong with anger: "Okay, Luo Tong. I used to think you had some brains, but now it seems like a brainless fool. What else can I do if I ask you to come? Of course, I'm trying to find a way to lure Rengui out!"

"Uncle Cheng, if Brother Xue really doesn't want to see us, even if we are here, it will be useless!" Yuchi Baolin shook his head and said helplessly.

Cheng Yaojin snorted: "Only you can't think of any solution!"

"Uncle Cheng. Do you have a way to say so?" Yuchi Baoqing looked at Cheng Yaojin with a little dissatisfaction.

He glanced at Cheng Yaojin who looked at Yuchi Baoqing and smiled confidently: "Of course! Who is I, Old Cheng? I remember when I was conquering the world with your father, the real brains were only half of Lao Qin and Brother Luo, and half of the big black ones were not considered. Only Old Cheng can be considered a complete one."

"Oh! Uncle Cheng, you are considered a military advisor!" Luo Tong couldn't help but smile.

Cheng Yaojin, who had a blank look at Luo Tong, said, "I, old Cheng, is not a military advisor. I don't have the ability to plan and win a thousand miles. The teacher is too tired to plot. That bull's nose is more brainy than me. His brain is more useful than ten people, and a hundred people are useful. However, if he can plot against the military master and wants to ask someone to come out, he will not have a way for me, old Cheng."

"Okay, Uncle Cheng, stop bragging. Tell me your solution!" Qin Huaiyu hurriedly said, "The war in the northwest is tense, we can't afford to delay here. We can convince Brother Xue as soon as possible. It's better to return to the North Korea to train the army as soon as possible!"

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but glared at Qin Huaiyu: "You boy, what does it mean to blow? I, Cheng, is this scheming and conspiracy. Have you heard of it when there is an old man in the family?

"Okay, Uncle Cheng, just talk quickly!" Luo Tong was also speechless at Cheng Yaojin.

After humming, Cheng Yaojin then coughed lightly and said slowly: "First of all, we need to find an excuse to stay here and stay here. I promise that we can definitely find some tricks."

"I thought there was a good way! I waited for the rabbit, and then I had to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?" Yuchi Baolin shook his head and said.

Seeing Yuchi Baolin's expression that was a little contemptuous of his wisdom, Cheng Yaojin immediately said angrily: "You boy don't touch your brain. Do you think your Uncle Cheng, I just stay here and do nothing? That's what a fool does!"

"Uncle Cheng, what else do you want to do?" Luo Tong asked with his eyebrows raised.

"Luo Tong, don't be sarcastic," Cheng Yaojin, who glared at Luo Tong, turned to look at everyone and showed a mysterious expression and whispered: "Dig a grave!"

"What? Digging a grave?" Yuchi Baolin glared at him as soon as he heard this, "Uncle Cheng, are you too much, right? Can you do such an immoral thing?"

Cheng Yaojin was almost choked to death after hearing this, rolled his eyes and looked at Yuchi Baolin and said, "Good boy, do you think I am immoral? Do you uncle Cheng look like an immoral person? When did I, Cheng Yaojin, do immoral things in my life?"

Seeing Cheng Yaojin staring at him with excitement, Yuchi Baolin immediately shrank his head and stopped talking.

"Oh, Uncle Cheng, don't be angry!" Luo Tong, who helped Cheng Yaojin patted the back, and smiled apologized: "No Uncle Cheng, I also think that if you do this, it would be a bit unethical."

Cheng Yaojin turned his head and looked at Luo Tong, and was slightly silent, then he grabbed the wine pot beside him and wanted to smash it on Luo Tong's head.

"No! Uncle Cheng, I'm joking with you!" Luo Tong hurriedly dodged.

On the other side, Qin Huaiyu hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to hold Cheng Yaojin, frowned slightly and said, "Okay, Uncle Cheng, what are you thinking? Are you really going to dig a grave and inspect it?"

"Yes! Uncle Cheng, if Brother Xue really digs the grave, how can we be worthy of Brother Xue?" Brother Yuchi Baolin and Yuchi Baoqing also said hurriedly with a look of embarrassment.

Cheng Yaojin glared and said, "If you don't understand the situation, are you worthy of the emperor and the court? Besides, we are looking for Rengui to take charge. When he returns to the court, he will naturally have the opportunity to cleanse up the grievances of the past. Otherwise, no matter whether he is alive or dead, he will always be stigmatized. In this way, will you be worthy of him?"

"Don't worry! My old Cheng promised that Xue Rengui would never die. If the burial was really him, at worst, I, Old Cheng, went down to apologize to him. Is it okay?" Cheng Yaojin turned and hurriedly.

Luo Tong laughed at the hearing and said, "Uncle Cheng is so serious that he won't let you bury him! No matter how you say you are a veteran of the three dynasties and have outstanding achievements. If you stay here, it will be difficult for us to explain to the emperor when we go back!"

"Hey! I said Luo Tong, you curse me to die sooner, right?" Cheng Yaojin stared at Luo Tong with depression.

Luo Tong smiled and said, "Uncle Cheng, how dare you, my nephew? Isn't this a joke with you?"

"That's it! Even if you die, you will die on the battlefield of the Western Expedition, right?" Yuchi Baolin also nodded quickly.

Chen Yaojin was even more furious when he heard this: "Hey! I said, Baolin, you guy has even set a place for me to die. Ah?"

"No, Uncle Cheng, I don't mean that!" Yuchi Baolin shook his head in a hurry, and felt depressed. What's wrong with this old man today? Why does it seem like he was bitten by a mad dog? Who should he catch and bite whom?

Yuchi Baoqing explained with a smile: "Uncle Cheng, my brother is saying, if you always die on the battlefield of the Western Expedition, that would be right."

When Cheng Yaojin heard Yuchi Baoqing's words, he immediately glared at Yuchi Baoqing, and his eyes seemed to be about to spit out of fire.

"If you don't know how to say it, just say a few less words!" Yuchi Baolin turned around and glared at Yuchi Baoqing in anger.

"Okay, okay. Stop making trouble!" Qin Huaiyu couldn't stand it anymore, frowned and said, "Uncle Cheng. Even if we open the coffin and examine the autopsy, we know that the one who died was not Brother Xue, so how can we invite Brother Xue out?"

Cheng Yaojin said in a angrily voice: "Please ask him? Does he have that much face?"

"I've been invited for the third time, I'm really not a little face," Yuchi Baoqing murmured in a muffled voice.

Cheng Yaojin glared at Yuchi Baoqing slightly, and then continued to speak: "There are too many ways to get someone out. But these methods are inseparable from a little."

"What can't be separated from?" Yuchi Baolin asked curiously: "Uncle Cheng, don't keep it aside."

Luo Tong said angrily: "I can't live without a reason to come out!"

"Haha, that's right! Finally, I'm willing to use my brain," Cheng Yaojin smiled and looked at Luo Tong, then said confidently: "As long as we give Rengui this reason that must be made, he will definitely not be able to escape."

Qin Huaiyu, whose eyes flashed slightly, glanced at Cheng Yaojin and said, "Uncle Cheng, you said it clearly! What good idea did you think of?"

"Haha, the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed! Then you will know," Cheng Yaojin smiled mysteriously.

Seeing this, Luo Tong and others, who had a stagnant expression, immediately looked at each other and stood up and walked out with depressed helplessness.

"Hey, why are you leaving? It's not agreed on yet!" Cheng Yaojin glared and said depressedly when he saw it: "A group of gangsters, every one who is willing to use his brain. He can't do anything well. Poor, old Cheng, at such an old age, he still has to work so hard, thank you for your hard work!"

The next morning, Zhaoyang and Xue Jinlian asked the six imperial generals who came to pay their respects to take their personal guards to Longmen County not far away on the grounds that Liu Yinhuan was not feeling well, which provided a good opportunity for Cheng Yaojin and others to dig graves.
To be continued...