The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 156: The early winter thunder shakes down the mountain
Lonely go to Beimang Chapter 156, the early winter thunder shook down the mountain
The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Fenghuo Opera Princes
[Update time]2013-08-0723:41:09[Word count]3672
In the deserted palace, the autumn wind blows the autumn leaves after the autumn rain. The newest concubine of this dynasty, Yan Dongwu, sits under the sycamore tree and tells the mother-in-law of the world about interesting things about the streets and lanes. Anecdote, no taboo, the harmonious relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is far beyond imagination. The talented woman in Beiliang, who was only crushed by Xu Weixiong, smiled and talked about the red leaf poem. The gentle and frugal prince immediately picked up a piece of phoenix tree leaves that could not be swept away, and stood up solemnly: "Also ask the lady to write a poem, and I will grind the lady."
, the empress Zhao Zhifeng, who is sitting by the side, is very dignified and elegant. Although she looks plain, she is highly respected by the emperor. As for Zhao Zhi’s ability to manage the harem with both rigidity and softness, it really makes all the favorite empresses feel terrified. Not long ago, there was not one empress who broke into the cold palace and washed her face in tears every day in Changchun-gong and spent three secretly Bailiang Gold purchased a sentimental poem with extremely lingering rhetoric. In the end, it was actually sent to Her Majesty by the queen herself. The result is self-evident. Honestly, stay in Changchun-gong to treat the old pearl yellow.
Zhao Zhi watched the squabbles between the princes and concubines, his mouth was slightly tilted, and he glared at this son who was regarded as the least ancestral among the princes. He was not angry and pretentious, but his tone was soft. He leaked the secret, "No one is right. I only learn a lot less than my own wife, and I don't know how to make progress."
The prince who was well-known in the capital looked helpless and said: "Women without talent is virtue, mother, you should teach Soochow to be right. She is full of talents and learns, and she is a Guozijian sacrifice wine or Dahuangmendu. More than enough."
Yan Dongwu also followed Zhao Zhi's glare at this unobstructed husband, and pinched him under the table.
Zhao Zhi stretched out his hand and patted his son's forehead, "Does it mean Sang yells at Huai? Or is it yelling at me and Soochow?"
When the prince laughs, his handsome face will be filled with knowing warmth, and he is very warm and intoxicating. Such an elegant man, born in the family of the emperor, can really make everyone in the capital go crazy. At the beginning, he married Yan Dongwu, a woman from Beiliang, who was still the daughter of a civil official in Beiliang, which really made the entire capital feel incredible. However, the facts proved that the two of them were perfect. Yan Dongwu showed up at the palace banquet several times, but he couldn't find the slightest fault. Many powerful old foxes who have lived in the capital for a long time were very pleased. The prince held Yan Dongwu’s little Qinliang hand, facing the queen Zhao Zhi, and smiled: "Both are scolded, both of you are extremely talented, and I am also a shameless and shameless mother, the most beloved in the world. The two women from here are unbiased. Here, they love the queen more, and when they return home, they love the lady more."
Zhao Zhi joked: "If Fengya hears this, it depends on how you end up!"
The prince sighed sadly: "This dead girl, I really feel sorry for 20 years. In recent years, I have found the emperor more than me."
Zhao Zhi's face calmly said: "After marrying someone, she will know who really loves her after some grievances."
The prince shook his head and said: "I can't bear to bear her hardship and worry more."
Zhao Zhi smiled again, "Your wife is still there, and she can’t speak too much. It’s no use to care for her sister for a lifetime, and it’s useless to rely on you to feel bad."
Yan Dongwu whispered: "Princess Sui Zhu has a really good temper."
Zhao Zhi nodded.
The prince stretched out his hand to hold a withered yellow leaf, and said with emotion: "It's so cool in autumn."
The gloomy sky was full of thunder rolling without warning.
The prince frowned and said: "It sounds like winter thunder."
, Zhao Zhi, who likes to have a clean vision in his field of vision, gently flicked a sycamore leaf that had just left the branch on the table, and looked up to the west with squinting eyes.
The prince listened to the thunder, smiled and quietly dropped the autumn leaves in his hand.
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Gu Jiantang, who died in the Spring and Autumn Kingdoms, took charge of the Ministry of War with the rank of Zhengyi General after Xu Xiao was named a king of different surnames. Excluding the six vassal kings, the imperial court also joined him as the chief assistant Zhang Julu and the leader of the surviving party Sun Xiji. Last year, he rushed to the northern border of the empire to personally collect all the border affairs. He rarely participated in the court meeting, but no one dared to write a book because he was "considerate" Gu Da The general worked so hard to take off the official hat of the Ministry of War. The Ministry of War is still the "General's Camp" of the Gu Party, and it is impossible to enter. As a first-class frontier minister and leader of the Gu Party, Gu Jiantang had almost never had any private interactions with Zhang Julu, except for the previous overnight stay in the palace. This time he returned to Beijing and visited the Shoufu Mansion for an unprecedented time. It doesn’t matter whether the emperor is jealous of civil and military co-ordination, or if the government officials are stunned over there, this kind of official taboo that the officials of the past dynasties have been afraid of like tigers has become a trivial matter on Gu Jiantang’s side. The general traveled in plain clothes, and he also brought Yuan Tingshan, a new guerrilla captain who said it was not good to be a son-in-law or a son-in-law. He had several pairs of eyes staring at the door of most of Liyang Chongchen's residences on the same street. After Gu Shangshu strode out of Biyan's Zhang Shoufu's mansion, he quickly reported it to his master who was waiting for news.
no more, no less, exactly half an hour. Not enough time to drink two pots of tea! What great military affairs can you talk about?
Entering the mansion, Yuan Tingshan, who has been wandering around, followed the general and got into the carriage. He couldn't find any clues from the face of the world's number one swordsman. His expression was as pale as a white steamed bun. Yuan Tingshan, who had fought against the land and fire, was very sorry.
Yuan Tingshan is an impetuous man who can’t sit still for a while. The silent carriage allows him to spend the years before he drove out of the street where a dynasty Bodhisattva sat within any door on either side, and he endured it. I couldn't help but ask: "General, what's the matter?"
Gu Jiantang ignored it.
Yuan Tingshan is always Lao Tzu’s most popular skin habit in front of whoever is in front of him. It’s a little better in front of General Gu, so he doesn’t dare to make trouble. My father-in-law, the one he admired most was the king who was called by a different surname.
The person from slaughtered Xu Xiao, and later attacked and killed the widow Xu Zhihu in Jiangnan Road, and hit the young fairy who could cut his luck with the sword. He felt that Xu Xiao would not have a good relationship with Xu Xiao in this life. Turn to pestering Gu Jiantang. At the moment Yuan Tingshan had to mumble: "If you don't tell, don't tell, I'm too lazy to guess."
Gu Jiantang said plainly: "Don't worry about the rivers and lakes in the north, I will let you go to Jizhou."
Yuan Tingshan frowned tightly and said: "Jizhou? The family of Zhonglie Han's nest? I heard that it was copied by Zhang Shoufu for the sake of Liwei. General, you didn't contribute less at that time, did you?"
Gu Jiantang squinted Yuan Tingshan's eyes, the latter shrank his neck, and whispered: "Anyway, there is no official official who is not cruel and cruel. How many people I have killed, compared to you, count as an egg!" /
Gu Jiantang's tone did not see ups and downs, "When you arrive in Jizhou, you don't need to report the murder to me. I will intercept the impeachment on the court side for you."
Yuan Tingshan was surprised: "Really?"
Gu Jiantang closed his eyes.
Yuan Tingshan laughed and said: "Someday there is a big battle to fight, but don't let Lao Tzu be promoted to a high official, otherwise we will let Beiliang not be able to eat and walk! Lao Tzu and the surname Xu Your Highness has forged a vengeance."
Gu Jiantang closed his eyes and sneered: "It's up to you?"
Yuan Tingshan leaned against the wall of the car with his head in both hands, his eyes gloomy and said: "There will be one day. See whose sword is more deadly!"
Gu Jiantang slowly said: "There may not be a chance."
Yuan Tingshan said in shock: "General, what do you mean by this?"
Gu Jiantang didn't smile, and his smile made Yuan Crazy Dog, who was fearless and fearless, had a chill on his scalp.
"Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but this time everyone who sits on the mountain will have to go down the mountain."
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Jiangaku, as the dynasty’s key to controlling the West’s throat, was stationed with a large number of elite soldiers from a hundred battles, equipped with both infantry and cavalry. Most of the 8,000 foot soldiers were descended from the same line in the Spring and Autumn Wars. There are few imperial kings.
And eight thousand horses stroke is roughly a complicated situation of a three-way race. Among them, three thousand horses belong to a lonely person with no father or mother. The leader Wang Zhi is a general who has come up with his military merits after the Spring and Autumn Period. Bringing two or three hundred elite cavalrymen to go deep into the hinterland of the Western Regions to start hunting. Their hands were so **** and black that they were very unpopular among their colleagues. At this time, they were carrying three thousand horses to strangle a group of highland bandits. In addition, although the general who commanded the three thousand horses was not clearly a member of the Gu Dang of the Ministry of War Shangshu, he has always been regarded as a more orthodox foreign official of the Ministry of War. It climbed up by relying on the connections in the capital, and belonged to the Jiange foreign faction with a bright background, with the remaining two thousand. Cavalry is a native of Jianmenguan force. Cavalry commander He Yan has always been a turf, he has been relatively awkward, with few people and horses, and such a spineless principal. Although the two thousand cavalry has good combat power, However, they have been unable to get any oil and water. What is strange is that the forces of the sword pavilion are intertwined, digging corners, and the two thousand people are swaying, riding the wall but not crossing the wall.
Jiange takes the Gu Dang’s line general Ruan Dacheng, who is in charge of eight thousand foot soldiers, as the nominal commander. Today, he watched two thousand horses arbitrarily pull out of Kansai. He has already taken He Yan’s **** ancestor in the barracks. The eighteenth generation scolded him again, and he was about to let the confidant of his staff write an impeachment memorial and sue He Yan for leaving the customs for no reason. But when Ruan Dacheng dictated and let his staff finish writing almost to the end, he stopped. He Yan is the most treacherous and slick. Why did he suddenly take the wrong medicine? When he personally intercepted just now, those two thousand horses even rushed straight out of the city. They had a barbaric posture of killing when they blocked the road. Ruan Dacheng almost thought it was a troop change, so he had to avoid his edge, and was just fortunate to catch. After thinking about it, Ruan Dacheng calmed down and played a little heavier. He picked up the memorial from the book table and slowly burned it with the fire book. He said to the stunned scribe: "Change another one." MeSince, you find a postman you can trust, five hundred li expedited to the capital, and hand it to Shang Shu."
At this time, a white and dusty man without the need for a man to break into the big tent, Ruan Dacheng was first annoyed by the incompetence of his guards. After seeing his appearance, he quickly became surprised and nervous. He was about to please a few words. The eunuch's palace **** stomped fiercely, pointing to Ruan Dacheng’s nose and cursing: “Useless things, why don’t you stop He Yan’s two thousand horses?!”
Ruan Dacheng was dumbfounded, thinking about remedy.
The **** who had served the queen diligently in the palace for many years then waved away fiercely, leaving behind a sentence that made Ruan Dacheng's legs soft, "Ruan Dacheng, you just wait to get out of the Jiange! Waste!"
The inexplicable Nguyen Dacheng stayed in place~IndoMTL.com~ It took a long time to come back to his senses. There is no third person in the big tent. This powerful general still only dares to slander in his stomach: "Dogday, you Do eunuchs have eggs?!"
Outside Jianmen Pass, two thousand riders rushed like a torrent.
Far away, in front of him, there is a man in a red python robe with a cloak because he is riding a horse and was blown out by the strong wind. His head is full of silver threads.
The gas is extremely domineering.
He stopped Cao Changqing at Liyang Palace three times.
Once, a great official was only a hundred steps away from His Majesty the Emperor.
was still abruptly blocked by the head of the **** in the world.
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Before, Beiliang Wangfu Baihuer went downstairs and came out of the pavilion, and even alarmed the Beiliang King.
Xu Xiao smiled and asked, "Is this out of the cabinet?"
White Fox’s face calmly said: "Be breathable. Go and go back."
Xu Xiao put his hands in his sleeves naturally, and asked: "Isn't it counted?"
White Fox's face nodded: "Naturally."
On this day, the servant of Nangong, known as the number one beauty in the world, left Liangzhou and disappeared.
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almost at the same time, in the vast Western Regions, riding a leisurely ride.
The white-clothed man carries a deep purple spear in his hand.
The spear head has not been inlaid temporarily, making this gun more like a stick.
The gun is named plum wine.