The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 67: Invisible phase
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Chapter 67, the hidden phase
The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Feng Huo Opera Princes [Read the full text]
Update time: 2014-06-1818:36:05 Words: 7207
A trade horse team entered Liuzhou and came to Mazong Mountain, between Liangzhou and Qingcang City. At a glance, it was full of brown-yellow Gobi mounds, which were difficult to cultivate, and the mountains showed rows of north and south. The geese lined like a geese towards each other, and between the mountain passes, the sand flew like a knife. The horse team from east to west will pass through from now on. After the imperial court included the original three states of Beiliang in its territory, it would be considered as a departure from the border before leaving here. In the past two decades, there have been many poets traveling here, and many popular frontier fort poems have been passed down to the ruling and opposition parties. This time the Beiliang Road set up Liuzhou. About half a year later, the imperial court issued an edict. Dozens of people were promoted. The main one was the promotion of Yang Guangdou as Liuzhou governor. The officials of the Central Plains had never heard of this person. But I also knew that this was Zhao Ting who had to pinch his nose to admit that the Xu family’s hand covering the sky in Beiliang, the imperial edict of Tai'an City almost came out with the news of the invasion of Beimang’s national soldier Ma Nan. Some people gloated and said, "Let’s see how long Northern Liang went rampant." As the rumors about the western border of Beimang Chen’s soldiers were confirmed, it actually washed away the haze of the defeat of many Guangling Dao conquests. In many people’s eyes, as long as Without fighting on the eastern front line guarded by General Gu Jiantang, Liyang does not need to fight on two fronts. Secondly, Liang Mang is a dog biting a dog. Go, for the Liyang court, he is always a not obedient watchdog, wild and untamable.
As Beiliang Road gradually relaxes many bans on Liuzhou, some refugees can not only return to their hometowns to worship their ancestors, they can even join the army at the border, and the old Beiliang of the old three states can also enter Liuzhou smoothly, keenly looking for business opportunities for gold mining This is the case with this horse team that shuttles through Mazong Mountain. The owner of the horse team is a big family in Lingzhou, and has been operating tea, horse, salt and iron for generations. The official position only climbed to the old man from the fourth rank military commander who died of the old disease in the battlefield. It is said that even the King of Northern Liang had visited the mourning hall to worship. With the death of Liang Wang Xu Xiao, that treatment has become more and more of this family’s amulet. The border business of other families has begun to languish. Instead, their business has become more and more unimpeded, and they even extended the family branches smoothly. Liuzhou. There are two outsiders in the nearly 100-member Fu Jia Ma team, which are a pair of mentors and apprentices. The principals of the horse team who have been walking through dangerous borders all the year round are not very welcome to this, but I heard that it is a person from Lingzhou that even the Fu family provokes. The terrible popular official said that the family was full and was holding on to travel outside the Great Wall, and had to contain and enter the horse team. In addition to the old Patriarch's hard work, the Fu family has accumulated a lot of incense. After the two generations of younger generations follow the ancestral instructions and stay away from officialdom, they will inevitably show fatigue. After all, they still have to look at their faces. The nominal leader of the Fu family is Fu Zhensheng, the eldest grandson of the third room of the Fu family, and he is then taken by two old Jianghu gangs who are familiar with the border. This Fu Zhensheng is a bookish, but it is said that the martial arts instructor of the family is full of praise for his martial arts talents. No one has ever seen him take action. Zhao Jiabao and Feng Qianxiang, two elderly people who have been trained in the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, are also not sure. The rules of the rivers and lakes are to look at the low and look at the high and difficult, presumably Fu Zhensheng's skill is not much worse. .
The horse team took a break behind a geese-shaped mountain and temporarily took refuge in the sand. Fu Zhensheng sat with his back on the mountain wall, carefully picked up the newly made sheepskin water sac, and drank the unbearable warm and smelly water. The Fu family has always had this tradition. The first time the children of the Fu family walked through the border, the elders of the family sew water bladders and handed them over to the male elders. Even if the new pouch is dried to remove the fishy smell, it is still unbearable after storage, which is tantamount to torture for the wealthy descendants. However, the Fu family’s family style is simple and the descendants are mostly tough. Fu Zhensheng experienced initial unfitness. , Every time I drink water, my face does not change. He glanced at the pair of masters and apprentices standing in the distance. The master was about the same age as him. He looked like a tree in the wind. He was supposed to be the leader of the group on the occasion of Fengyue in Lingzhou. , That apprentice is an inconspicuous child, but after entering Liuzhou, he is even better than many Fu family members who are used to walking outside the Great Wall. Fu Zhensheng carefully observed all the way, and said to the two seniors at this time: "Uncle Zhao, Uncle Feng, Xu Qi is not like a figure walking on the border for the first time. We don't need to remind us. The amount of water drinking is very appropriate every time. Thirsty and gluttony. He is also exquisite in dealing with people and things, not like the children of the unsophisticated gentry, and the Lingzhou clans who can make our Fu family jealous are not too many, but I have never heard of such a number one person."
Zhao Jiabao, who has been a guest of the Fu family for more than 20 years, doesn’t need to bend his knees to the patriarch’s side. He has an irreversible relationship with the owner of the three-bedroom family. With these old words, I was so relieved, that old mottled face filled with a heartfelt smile, nodded and said: "The young man named Xu Qi walks in the middle of the horse team, and eats a lot less wind and sand than the young owner. It’s painful, but the anger is calm, you can’t pretend to be able to pretend it, riding a horse and dismounting to eat, are as careless as I and Qian Xiang, who are accustomed to drinking northwestern winds, are really inexperienced. It’s weird, I have to beware. It’s a good thing that the young boss can have more thoughts. Now that the young boss has spoken, Qianxiang, you can also get it through."
Feng Qianxiang, who carried a long knife behind his back, smiled, and said in a deep voice: "Don’t worry, the young owner, before this trip, the Patriarch told me and old Zhao privately. Although Xu Qi’s origin is unknown, he can guarantee his identity. Innocent, by no means a bad person. But I and Old Zhao are selfish. I want to see if the young master can see the strangeness of the teacher and apprentice by himself. This is not clear, so don't take offense to the young master."
"It should be so." Since childhood, Fu Zhensheng has been immersed in a family style that is very different from that of ordinary family members. Only after one trip did I know the taste of northwest wind, which is really not good."
Fu Zhensheng sighed suddenly, and said: "That Xinliuzhou is a place where wolves look around. Previously, Chen Xiliang, the confidant of the Beiliang Palace, was suspicious of women's benevolence. The city was besieged by 10,000 horse thieves in Qingcang City, and dozens of Baima Yicong’s lives were lost in vain. Beiliang guarded the border for so many years, this kind of loss is rare. I don’t know how the new governor Yang Guangdou is a big man with temperament. If we are in the same line as Chen Xiliang, the famous Qingliangshan celebrity, our Fu family’s trip may have an unpredictable future. We take 10,000 steps and say that Fu Zhen’s life and death will be dead, which has delayed the great cause of Beiliang. If my grandfather is alive, he will probably not allow me. The unsuccessful grandson has entered the house."
Zhao Jiabao is obviously not optimistic about the future, and said anxiously: "Our Fu family has been working for Beiliang for nearly 20 years. It is nominally a border business, but in fact, it is secretly looking for mines. Beiliang gold and iron mines can be described as Most of it came from the Fu family. This time I went to Fengxiang, Liuzhou to confirm the texture and yield of the iron ore. I think it’s a bit unclear."
Feng Qianxiang smiled and said: "I hope that Beiliang will win this battle after all, otherwise Lao Tzu’s wealth for most of his life will be lost. Even if the King of Beiliang is standing in front of me, I will also Point to his nose and swear."
Zhao Jiabao laughed and saw that Shaodong’s family was blank and explained: “As soon as I heard that there was going to be a war, many unscrupulous and courageous families in Lingzhou began to run out, but the house and the fields were not available. If you leave, you can only sell it at a low price. A good house that was originally bought for more than two thousand taels of silver can be obtained by eight hundred taels. Qianxiang did not take advantage of the fire and robbed four of them, so he even borrowed a thousand from me. 2. It's strange to say that the government completely ignored such a big movement, and the rules of asking relatives and neighbors were ignored. Anyone who went to the yamen could get the fixed post and the right deed. It is not a white deed, but a real deal. Chi Qi, but fortunately, the Protectorate finally got a card at the last moment. Every time you leave the country, you are not allowed to carry more than one hundred gold and one thousand silver."
Fu Zhensheng asked curiously: "With such a small amount of gold and silver, is it possible to send people to and from Beiliang? Those who are rich are not too troublesome? Even if there is only one hundred thousand taels of silver, one hundred gold and one thousand silver, I have to run fifty times."
Feng Qianxiang shook his head and smiled: “It’s also simple. In fact, you don’t need to take gold and silver out of the country. They bought antique calligraphy and paintings. It’s easy and convenient. Anyway, no one cares about this. If you go outside Beiliang, you can change it. Yinzi, those gentry who are good at appreciating have settled down and become the guests of every household. Now they have enough money. We have heard of the inexplicably rising ichthyosaur gang in Lingzhou, the young master, I compare their taste , It’s not worth mentioning, the people’s posture is like all the money is gone. They bought all the fields and houses. I don’t know where so much money came from. I have roughly calculated it. As far as the real estate I know, the Yulong Gang just More than 800,000 taels of silver have been smashed out, and the true number cannot be doubled. This is about to become the big landlord who sits in half of Lingzhou. The courage of the female gang leader of the Yulong Gang, I also admire the big masters. Five-body throws to the ground. Young boss, do you want to marry that woman?"
Fu Zhensheng is not a person who can't afford to laugh, but he still feels a little helpless, and laughs at himself: "Where can I be attracted by a female Chinese hero who is as famous as Huishan Ziyi."
Zhao Jiabao gave a cry with a look of surprise. The pair of masters and disciples had disappeared under their noses, and the few Fu family members who had been close to outsiders did not notice. Fu Zhensheng was burdened by Beiliang and his family during his trip. He was a little disgusted with Xu Qi's self-assertion. He looked up at the sky and said, "Wait for half an hour, if we can't find them, we must set off. Now, it’s really difficult to walk between Qing Cang and Feng Xiang. We can’t indulge them."
Xu Fengnian, who entered Liuzhou with room for a dragon, went around to another Yan-shaped mountain wall and saw a pair of unexpected acquaintances, Song Dongming of the Song family of Luming and his book boy, looking at each other. Song Dongming first I froze for a moment, and then laughed heartily, "From the beautiful Wudang to the poor mountains and rivers, you can meet this young man, but you don't meet anywhere in your life. If you can rest assured, I still have a small half-bag of wine here, which is from Beiliang. The green ant, the wine was very strong, burned his throat when he entered his mouth, but after a while, he was able to drink a refreshing drink. Song was also the way to drink it. He had already bought a few more pots if he knew it. I'm shy, I should bring two pots of green ants next to me on credit."
Xu Fengnian didn’t have too much politeness. He took the wine bag, carried it in the air, poured a sip, and handed it back to Song Dongming. The latter asked with a smile: "You don’t want to take a few more sips, it’s fine."
Xu Fengnian shook his head and smiled: "Xu Qi is no longer beautiful."
Seeing Xu Fengnian self-reported his family, Song Dongming probably thinks that the son of the Northern Liang accent must not know where the Song clan of Luming is sacred, and said: "In Song Dongming, my ancestor lived in Luming County, Jiangnan, and I met Xu Gongzi twice. It's not small..."
was only halfway through, Song Dongming slapped the dry stipe grass wrapped in wind and sand on his cheeks, reached out his hand, grabbed the mature yellow thatch that was rooted away from the earth and used as flies, and said with emotion: "One year old and two withered. Drifting with the long wind."
The book boy suddenly stretched out his finger and shouted: "Look, sir, is that wolf smoke?"
Following the book boy’s fingers, Song Dongming saw a thick wolf smoke rising from the desert, which should be in the direction of Qingcang City. He was reporting safety to Liangzhou. They had never seen this before when they entered Liuzhou. No wonder his book boy was so surprised, Song Dongming muttered to himself: "Ancient book said that the wolf smoke here is different from the Central Plains. It is named after the wolf dung. The fireworks are straight and extremely dark, and the wind does not blow. But look at it this way. Apart from being thicker, the intensity of this wolf smoke is no different from that of the Central Plains."
Xu Feng said with a young laugh: "That may be the misrepresentation of some frontier poets. In the northwestern frontier, wolf dung and smoke may occasionally be used, but it is a helpless move when cow and sheep dung is not enough. Most of them are taken locally, with Populus euphratica and red willow wood as firewood, supplemented by flammable grasses such as dry reeds that are available everywhere, and the supply of so-called wolf smoke fuels in various places in the northern Liang border army has a very strict deployment. If the patrol supervisor finds that a certain Fengsui has insufficient reserves, he will have to go all the way to the fourth rank officials, beheading all on the spot, and it is useless for anyone to intercede. Beiliang has been around for nearly two decades because of this'trivial matter'. More than 300 people died. Relatively few in the first four or five years, this year the most, killing more than 60 negligent side pawns in one go."
Song Dongming was shocked and took a sip of green ant wine. Then he said: "The two generations of princes alternately succeeded, and the Northern Liang Frontier Army is different from other princes' armies. I should be seeking stability and preventing chaos. Why did you still use such violent methods to see the big from the slightest? In addition to the previous rumors, the Huaihua General Zhong Hongwu was secretly killed with a word inconsistent. Are you not afraid of triggering a mutiny? Mr. Xu, listen to you The reason for the wolf smoke mentioned earlier is obviously familiar with military affairs. Can you explain to Song Dongming?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and asked, "I don't agree with you?"
Song Dongming is so smart. Although he was full of temptations at the beginning, he also knew that he could not speak some foreign Chinese language and couldn’t pick up the expert proficiency. He said, “The northern Liang army is full of hilltops, and the new king is on the top. Kill the chickens and curse the monkeys, otherwise the war will not start and it will be difficult to convince the people with military exploits."
Xu Fengnian listened to this kind of general conversation with cocooned ears. Without the desire to talk, he planned to return to the Fu’s horse team. He had to protect them to reach Qingcang City safely. Then naturally there would be an elite cavalry team secretly escorting to Fengxiang. The newly discovered mine over there. If the Fu family, who has worked hard in the Northern Liang, learned that the King of Northern Liang had personally escorted him, he would not know what he would think, and would he feel that the hard work for so many years is worthwhile. Of course, Xu Fengnian won't let them know the truth. This may be exactly what Xu Weixiong doesn't like, who pays attention to the details. Song Dongming saw that Xu Fengnian was leaving, so he hurriedly remedied his death and said, "Master Xu, I heard that you have two young staff in the Beiliang Palace. This is the King of Northern Liang’s unquestioning in employing people, and the appointment of Han Shi Chen Xiliang can be regarded as employing people regardless of rank, and it can very well attract the bead in the door of the Northern Liang. Boldly say, if your Northern Liang Road is a country of its own, So these two people are definitely the future zaifu talents, but since the ancient temples, they have all been from the public to the private, that is, they first learned their achievements and entered the center of the court, and after they entered the eyes of the emperor, they were able to walk to the side of the emperor. Come, you at Qingliang Mountain, it seems that you are not very disciplined."
Xu Fengnian nodded and said: "It's not very rules, but then again, in Mr. Song's opinion, what are the pros and cons of this extraordinary promotion?"
Song Dongming smiled slightly, about what he was good at, and the whole person suddenly appeared superficial and vulgar, and said, "In the short term, it is a good thing to buy bones for a thousand dollars, especially to comfort the scholars who go to Liang. Chen Xiliang, who was frustrated by two major events in a row, was not punished by the King of Northern Liang. Then we scholars are full of knowledge and wealth in poems and books, and we have to be no worse than that of Chen Xiliang. How can we not be a high-ranking official?"
Xu Fengnian unceremoniously interrupted Song Dongming’s words and asked: "How does Mr. Song think of Chen Xiliang’s steadfastness? Do you think the Northern Liang King should be punished or improperly?"
The book boy had long seen this guy surnamed Xu not pleasing to his eyes. How talented his own master is. Even if the Chinese celebrities on Jiangnan Road listened to the master’s explanations, they would all have to look respectful. This Xu He deserves to be a savage in Beiliang, just looking at him like a scholar, his tolerance and knowledge are all messed up, isn't his master the one who bluffs his eyes to the blind? The book boy was about to teach the ignorant guy. Song Dongming glanced at him quietly. The most disciplined book boy was frightened and immediately silenced. Song Dongming continued: "For Chen Xiliang, both rewards and punishments. This person defends the city. , Seems confused, so that everyone in Beiliang thinks that this son is a very talented person, but they don't know that Beiliang is not short of soldiers, good swords, and even silver. The only thing missing is the two words, the people's heart. "
Song Dongming looked into the distance, "The people's heart is the foundation of the harmony of the people and the people in the right time and place. The danger of the country is never the danger of the mountains and rivers of the right place, but in the people's heart. The right place is a dead thing. The debate between heaven and man naturally fell on the head of the heaven and the man. Confucianism, Taoism, and Mohism have their own opinions, and countless sages have not argued for a reason. Song Dongming dare not speak falsely, but he is the king and the master, and he can be right in his heart. , Is willing to accumulate merits and turn disasters into blessings. This is to prove the way of heaven with humanity. Even if the sky cannot be reversed, it will never go wrong. If Beiliang is in the hands of the old Liang Wang Xu Xiao, the armor is strong, 300,000 The iron cavalry is already the best in the world, so if the Xinliang king Xu Fengnian can gather the hearts of the people, then there will be millions of households in Beiliang, everyone can fight the soldiers who are willing to fight, even if Beimang is known as the one million people who control the strings, and How to insult Beiliang?"
Song Dongming whispered: "So, Chen Xiliang gave Beiliang a good start. Those refugees who entered the city were counted as 3,000. After they survived, the so-called word-of-mouth is well-known. Liuzhou will have 30,000. , And even more refugees know the benevolence and righteousness of the young feudal lord. It is not the benevolent and moral master of Beiliang, and it is definitely not a fake benevolence who only puts some porridge at the gate of the city, but can really help them to guard the Beiliang Youliang Mausoleum. Flowing to four states!"
The self-talking middle-aged scholar had a solemn expression, "If Chen Xiliang chose to retreat at that time, yes, it did leave the king of Beiliang with the white horse in the city. Unfortunately, Li Yishan’s plan at the time was all made of bamboo. The baskets were empty. Both grace and power. Li Yishan expelled the refugees and was not allowed to return to his hometown. He sent soldiers from Beiliang to kill and train soldiers all the year round. But they are all staring, Xu Fengnian wants these refugees to fight for Beiliang? The idiot talks about dreams! Beiliang thinks Xu Beizhi who is thoughtful and thoughtful is far better than Chen Xiliang, who is the kind of woman, so much, huh, this is the real short-sightedness! , Only by acting for politics and virtue, can it be like the northern stars in the sky, and there are many stars guarding in the place, so that the real gainers can be more help. Beiliangkong has military support but no popular support, so even if 300,000 soldiers die Absolutely, I can’t hold the northwest gate of Liyang! Then Xu Fengnian, who was still the son of the prince at the time, said in the capital imperial road that he should guard the gate for the people of the Central Plains and avoid the North Mang horseshoe disaster. It is simply a nonsense that was laughed off by people. !"
The book boy stares wide-eyed, and his gentleman who has always been gentle and elegant would be so unabashed?
Xu Fengnian nodded silently.
Yudilong squatted beside the master, he would definitely not understand it, but he still felt that this slightly older Jiangnan scholar was very energetic when speaking, and seemed to be more imposing than a master of the rivers and lakes.
momentum.
Staring at Song Dong Ming's room, the dragon is a little puzzled. How many books can they read aloud? Is there such a good thing in the world? How about going back and telling Master, let's go to study and learn to read?
After Xu Fengnian was silent for a moment, he smiled and "knowingly asked" and said: "Chu Prime Minister Yin Maochun is presiding over the examination of officials in various places outside the capital. Mr. Song is traveling in the cold at this time, so he must not be in official career? With Mr. Song in mind, why not be an official? "
The book boy snorted heavily, apparently thinking that this kind of idiotic question was insulting his master.
Song Dongming suddenly felt a little sad, closed his eyes, and an expression of uncontrollable pain appeared vaguely, and said softly: "It is true that someone in the capital has asked me this way. What you want."
Song Dongming also seemed to realize that his true feelings were not appropriate, he smiled and said, "Master Xu, are you heading to Qingcang City on this trip?"
Xu Fengnian shook his head.
Leave a long way to look at Master calmly.
Song Dongming said: "Then don't pass it."
Xu Fengnian held a fist and said goodbye, and returned to the Fu Jia Ma team with a leeway.
Xu Fengnian suddenly remembered the spy records of the Northern Liang Dynasty. He was very early on by Song Dongming, who was in the prime minister of Benxi, Yuan. He was first named in the gold list after the big school, but he was the second place in the high school before he was crowned. Even the young emperor was shocked by this person. He had a strong knowledge and almost wanted to marry him. I never thought that this person would immediately marry a woman of low ethnicity after returning home. It's too small to be regrettable. So sorry for such a romantic figure, why wouldn't he marry the well-known Zhao family woman? After that, Song Dongming was soon widowed, had no children under his knees, had not married a wife for so many years, and did not even have a concubine. The espionage mentioned cryptically that Song Dongming's wife's death was abnormal. The Song family of Luming is a tycoon, and Song Dongming is a big clan Toshihiko who is expected to enter the dynasty. Who dares to act so frantically? The whole Liyang can be counted with one hand.
Xu Fengnian, who walked far away, couldn't help but glance back.
He once went wrong with Lu Xu in Xiangfan City, this time he shouldn't miss it again.
Xu Fengnian blew a whistle and slowly raised his hand. Not long after, a divine white falcon quickly fell onto his arm.
Over there, Song Dongming and the book boy continued to move forward in the wind and sand of Mazong Mountain. The book boy walked beside his husband, raised the gauze mask that covered the yellow sand by his mouth, and said loudly, "Sir, this Xu Qi should be born. The tallest in Beiliang's short family, right?"
Song Dongming smiled and said: "You speak more stubbornly than I am."
The book boy chuckled, and quickly turned his head and took out the yellow sand in the entrance. "Sir, when are we going around like this, when will we meet that young prince? The sir does not mean that Beiliang still lacks a strategizing assistant Liangchen. Do you have the ten wins and ten defeats in your mind, sir!"
Song Dongming said flatly: "Look at fate~IndoMTL.com~ Besides, whether Xu Fengnian is the master in my mind, I have to look again."
Shutong looked bitter and said: "Sir, even if his surname Xu can display his ambitions, how will we deal with the Luming Song family? That grandson Yuluan ran to the Yu family of the Beiliang Investment Army. But a lesson from the past."
Song Dongming shook his head and said: "Today is different from the past, with the restoration of the Western Chu Kingdom. If the court suppresses the Song family, it will have to pay the price of causing the turmoil in the hinterland of the Central Plains, which is not worth the loss. Moreover, Song Dong will be the chess piece of Tai'an City tomorrow. It doesn’t matter where it falls, maybe Mr. Yuan will be happy to see it happen."
The book boy sighed old-fashioned.
Song Dongming looked forward with determination.
Mr. Yuan, you said that you are willing to be willing to be willing, and you have to be willing to take care of it. So forced me to make a choice. But why Song Dongming didn't know this superficial truth, but I didn't want to exchange the little sacrifice in your eyes for the position of dignity.
I, Song Dongming, have always been a idiot who can't bear much use, just like I don't know if good people are really rewarded, but I want to believe it. Just like the world does not believe that Xu Fengnian in Beiliang can defend the northwest, but I am willing to believe it.
Song Dongming walked, his eyes moist.
Lips trembled slightly.
almost silently humming a little song that the woman who died young often sang.
"East and West, North and South, North and South, East and West, I just want to stay with each other.
This life and the next life, the next life, who can meet again? "