Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 5: Lifetime alliance five

The sky is full of red clouds, like a fire, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the deep purple glazed tiles of the main hall of Zihuan Palace, and the light changes. The palace people put lighted agarwood into the bronze tortoise and crane, and the ethereal cigarettes spewed out from the tortoise and crane's mouth, gradually spreading out, like a layer of auspicious clouds covering the main entrance of the hall.

The sound of knocking on the cloud board can be heard from a high pavilion in the distance, it is already the eve of nightfall. The young man in brocade clothes and wide sleeves stood alone in the middle of the royal road outside Guanghe Hall. The wide royal road looks empty and desolate, looking around, it is empty and deserted.

The breeze lifted Lu Guichen's robe sleeves, making him feel chilly.

"The lord ordered Lu Guichen, the eldest son of the Qingyang Department of the Northern Kingdom, to meet him," the purple-clothed **** Zhangxiang stepped out of the palace and shouted loudly from the distant eaves.

Lu Guichen straightened his body in a hurry, and walked slowly along the royal road. After climbing the steps, he paused for a while at the door of the palace, and then stepped in silently. Under the silk screen, she was elegant and quiet, and her every move was in line with the etiquette of the Eastern Lu nobles.

The display in this palace room is simple, with several silk screens separating the front and back, and an elegant iron pear wood table case in the middle, behind which is Tang Guojun Baili Jinghong's broad robe and high crown, and he is writing like the wind. In the sixth year of the Tang Dynasty, although he had a lot of audiences, it was the first time that Lu Guichen saw Baili Jinghong writing with a pen. When he wrote the pen, there were setbacks and setbacks, which seemed to be condensed and unsteady. Lu Guichen became curious, and when he looked up, Baili Jinghong let out a low cry, and suddenly raised a purple hair in his hand, as if he was carrying a knife.

He threw the Zihao in his hand into the inkstone, exhaled slightly, and a copybook had been written.

"The son came back from an expedition to Shangyang Pass. General Xi stated that the son was the first roar of a breast tiger. He came to the battle in person, did not avoid arrows and stones, and left dozens of soldiers with his hands. He is worthy of being the queen of Qingyang heroes," Baili said. Jing Hong smiled.

The **** in charge beside him stepped forward quickly, carefully picked up the gold brocade cloud note that Baili Jinghong had just written, and brought it to Lu Guichen with his head bowed.

The ink is dripping, and the four strong characters are like knives - "The Leopard Walks in the North".

The ink is the purple smoke, pine and rain ink used by the emperor, and the characters are the "cut stone body" that Baili Jinghong is most proud of. The three fonts of Donglu Changlin are nothing more than Luo Huiyang's "Huiyang style", Chen Li's "Poyun style" and Xie Zhanshi's "Zhanshi style". The body of Huiyang is graceful and elegant, while the body of splashing clouds is free and uninhibited, while Xie Zhanshi is a military staff officer with a sword in his left hand and a pen in his right hand. Cutting the body of stone with one hand is like cutting a huge rock with a knife. Bones, once praised by Xidi, who is good at calligraphy and painting, as "the most visible man's liver and gallbladder". Baili Jinghong is respected by the Duke of Tang, and he is also known as a double masterpiece in poetry and calligraphy. The most rare thing is that he can copy the fonts of the three schools, and often bestows characters on his trusted ministers. However, "Chop Stone Body" is his most proud point. He once claimed that "as a public official and a great Confucianist, he also has a soldier in his heart", and he refused to give it to others easily.

"Thank you, Lord, for your kindness!" Lu Guichen respectfully accepted the gift and bowed in long respect.

"You don't need to be polite," Baili Jinghong twitched his beard and smiled, "You are our honored guest in the Tang Dynasty. I have long wanted to give you the words, but this hand-cutting stone body is the most difficult practice, and the strength is always strong. It is difficult to implement the strokes of the pen. In the past few days, I have finally reached a higher level. Just writing these four characters is also an encouragement to the prince.

Lv Guichen took the brocade paper from Lu Guichen's hand, and held it up high to mount it, while the inner supervisor of Zhangxiang quietly brought out a round brocade stool, inviting Lu Guichen to sit down. Baili Jinghong flicked his sleeves and sat back in his chair.

"How old is the prince?"

"Seventeen." Lu Guichen whispered.

"Seventeen," Baili Jinghong nodded slightly, "In our east land, men are already crowned, and daughters are at the age of marriage. When the eldest son is in north land, can there be marriage?"

"Guichen was only ten years old when he traveled south. The custom in Beilu is that a boy can be betrothed at the age of twelve, so there is no time to discuss marriage."

"Oh?" Baili Jinghong smiled, "In a blink of an eye, the son is a hero straddling a horse, and he is also considered an adult. We live in the southern wilderness in the Tang Dynasty, but the daughter of the Tang Dynasty is not bad. Let’s talk about Tang women who are graceful and amiable. When the son came to Nanhuai City, he also made many friends. Is there any woman he likes?”

Lu Guichen's heart moved slightly, for some reason, he suddenly felt restless.

Yu Ran's appearance suddenly floated in front of his eyes, when he first saw him, a hooked eaves cut off the setting sun, and in the huge pale red sun disc, a girl in white clothes pouted and swayed her legs singing that he couldn't hear understand the ballad. Whenever he thinks of Yu Ran, he always has an indescribable joy, faintly, and then the whole person seems to sink into it, like a sound dream, although he knows it's illusory, he doesn't want to get out.

"Shizi?"

Lu Guichen woke up suddenly, and hurriedly stood up and cupped his hands: "Guichen is young, and he has not yet understood the relationship between men and women."

Baili Jinghong could see that he was distracted, but he didn't point it out, and smiled faintly: "Sit down. You are young and dependent on your parents, and when you are old, you know people and admire them. It's human nature, so don't be ashamed. I heard Marriage in Beilu, there is a saying of "Diaoyanghui". When the daughter of a rich family reaches the age of marriage, she will set up a wine jar, roast blue sheep, recruit young people from all over the world, and release a red heifer when she is drunk. Sheep. Whoever can ride a horse and **** the ewe is the strongest man in the prairie, and he can win the beauty, right?"

"Yes, the main body of the country is observant and has a clear insight," Lu Guichen couldn't help showing a little surprise.

He did not expect Baili Jinghong to be so familiar with the customs of North Lu. Diaoyanghui is a method used by rich families on the grasslands to select sons-in-law, in order to select the strongest and bravest son-in-law among young people and continue the blood of the family. However, the nobles of the Qingyang tribe have not lived a life of chasing grass and sheep for several generations, and even Lu Guichen himself has only heard of the Sheep Club. But Baili Jinghong said it in detail, as if he saw it with his own eyes. Compared with the contempt of the northern barbarians by other Eastern Lu nobles, Baili Jinghong can be regarded as well-informed.

Baili Jinghong waved his hand: "I know that some people say that I am just a prince of poetry and literature, who only knows how to recite the wind and the moon, but does not know the major events in Kyushu. How do they know about military and political events, how much pains have I put in secretly? The Qingyang tribe became a state of brothers, and I was the one who fought against all opinions in the court, so how could I not know the customs and important events in Beilu?"

"The ruler of the country is wise."

"Your Majesty can understand my good intentions, that's the best," Baili Jinghong straightened his sleeves and sat back in his seat, "The alliance with the Qingyang Department, Xia Tang's intentions are sincere, not just for a while Friendship, but the hope that one day the north and the south will echo each other and advance and retreat together. The son came to us for six years in the Tang Dynasty, did Jinghong, a hundred miles away, have any incomplete hospitality?"

"The lord of the country is very caring, Lu Guichen is deeply gracious, and there is nothing incomprehensible."

Baili Jinghong Nian Xu nodded and smiled: "However, I was busy with official duties and neglected some places. In a blink of an eye, the son is already old, but he is alone and far away from his hometown. How can he not feel lonely? I intend to How about the son getting married to a famous family in the Tang Dynasty?"

Lu Guichen only felt that there was thunder in his ears, and he couldn't hear anything clearly. Before that, he always imagined that he was sitting in the golden tent, and there was a girl sitting in front of him. He walked out of the golden tent with this person's hand, and people surrounded them shouting Maharaja and Yanshi. At this moment he turned to look at his wife, were her eyes dark red?

If not, how strange it would be!

He felt that he didn't know how to put his hands and feet. He stretched out his hands and didn't know whether he was waving his hands to refuse, or he was just shaking: "The lord... Gui Chen has no plans to get married yet!" His words meant that there was no room for change, and he directly rejected Baili Jinghong's proposal.

Baili Jinghong didn't expect his reaction to be so intense, he couldn't help frowning: "What is the meaning of the son saying that?"

"Guichen..." Lu Guichen clenched his fists tightly, but couldn't help trembling all over.

"Your Majesty doesn't like the appearance of women from the Tang Dynasty? Do you think your status as a lady from the East Lu family is not enough for you to climb up? Or does your Majesty think that my lord's intentions are dishonest?" Baili Jinghong pressed on every step of the way.

"Return to the dust...don't dare."

Baili Jinghong softened his expression slightly: "I know, since the son is the young master of Qingyang, he should also have a barbarian concubine. But the alliance between Xia Tang and Qingyang, is it necessary to distinguish blood? If we talk about blood, Fengyan back then During the Northern Expedition of the Iron Brigade, Princess Lu Shun of your department also followed Emperor Fengyan back to Tianqi City. To this day, the royal family members still have barbarian blood in their bodies."

Baili Jinghong's words seemed to be close to his ears, yet seemed extremely far away. Lu Guichen suddenly felt that his mind was blank, there was only a eaves in the emptiness, and a shadow with dangling legs was sitting in the huge sunset. He wanted to struggle to stand up, but his body was so heavy.

"It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. It's common sense for the son to return to Beilu in the future and marry a newcomer in Beilu," Baili Jinghong said leisurely, "I have plans for this matter, my son. There is no need to refuse."

Lu Guichen didn't answer, he seemed to be dead.

"This incident happened suddenly, and I understand your feeling of being at a loss. However, a man's big wedding is a happy event after all. I will choose a wife for you, and she must be the first in the Tang Dynasty and even the entire Eastern Six Emperors. No matter the beauty or talent of a famous lady, the crown prince will not be disappointed. When the crown prince sees it with his own eyes, it may be too late for joy."

"Return to dust..."

"Needless to say," Baili Jinghong waved his hand to stop Lu Guichen, "This matter is not in a hurry, I will write a letter to King Qingyang in my own hand, and wait until my parents' order is given. I would like to act as the matchmaker's words. This step will make our two countries blood relatives. In the future, the son will not only be the lord of Qingyang, but also my son-in-law in the Tang Dynasty. The future is limitless. The weight of gains and losses, The prince can decide for himself."

"Send the son down to rest," Baili Jinghong sent an order to Zhang Xiang's inner supervisor.

"My son please!" The **** took a step forward, covering Lu Guichen's face, and immediately blocked his sight of Baili Jinghong.

Baili Jinghong paced back to the table with his hands behind his back, without another word.

After a moment of silence, Lu Guichen slowly stood up and bowed his hands. The **** Zhang Xiang waved his fly whisk, raised a lantern, and led him to the side door.

Walking to the door, the lord suddenly heard a sigh: "It is no longer necessary to hide the matter from the son. According to our information, the father of the son, His Royal Highness Lu Song, passed away last winter, and he just kept it a secret." The news is not dead yet."

Lu Guichen felt a strong sweet smell welling up from his heart, and sprayed it out from his nostrils and mouth. His eyes went dark, he lost consciousness, and rolled down the steps.

The doctors carried the unconscious Lu Guichen away. The person who had been waiting behind the screen came out slowly. His burly figure was wrapped in a deerskin soft armor. His light brown face was full of marks like knives and axes. A four-foot-long Pixiu knife was hanging on his waist. In the meantime, the golden chrysanthemum decoration on the scabbard clearly showed his identity: the general of the Tang Dynasty - Tuoba Shanyue.

"Why did the lord suddenly decide to tell the prince this news?"

"I can't wait, I think he is very hesitant about marrying, I want to force him. If he doesn't marry Xia Tang, will he still want to get out of the gate of Nanhuai City?"

Tuoba Shanyue saluted behind Baili Jinghong: "My lord, please think twice about the princess's marriage."

"Does Tuoba Aiqing mean that this son's character is unreliable, and he is not worthy of my son's entrustment for life?" Baili Jinghong didn't look back.

"The character of the son is not a problem, but with his body, it is not known whether he can live past twenty, and..." Tuoba Shanyue pondered slightly, "The lord really believes that the Qingyang Department will use him King?"

"General Tuoba!" Baili Jinghong turned around sharply, and looked at the famous barbarian with cold eyes, "Didn't it be the general himself who insisted on choosing him as a hostage?"

Tuoba Shanyue knelt down on one knee: "It's the minister who was negligent at the time."

Baili Jinghong shook his robe, walked slowly in front of him, returned to sit down at the table, and then waved his hand: "Get up. Who can be innocent? I didn't get old because of a small waste Man, you have been with us for many years, and your merits outweigh your faults, if I want to pursue it, will you be allowed until today?"

"Thank you, Lord!" Tuoba Shanyue got up and stood aside, still bowed, his eyes fell on the ground. From beginning to end, there was no change in his expression.

"Tell me what you think."

"Now the five princes of the Qingyang Department, the eldest son Lu Shouyu is in charge of government affairs, and the third son Lu Yingyang has been relegated to the north of Shuofangyuan to guard against the north of Shuofang. The original balance of power between the two powers has been broken. According to the scout's report, now Ninth King Lu Baoyin also had a close relationship with the eldest son, Yidang. Lu Shouyu's succession is not hindered at all, and I don't think he will let this younger brother return to Qingyang, and even said," Tuoba Shanyue whispered, "he would rather This younger brother died in East 6!"

"That's right!" Baili Jinghong smiled coldly, "Lu Shouyu really thinks so, but the situation may not be as he thought!"

"Forgive me for being stupid..."

"Qingyang's third son, Lu Yingyang, fourth son, Lu He, and this eldest son, Lu Guichen, were all born of foreign mothers, so they were excluded. Although the third son has been demoted, he still has three accounts in his hand. With 15,000 troops, it is impossible to let it go. But he wants to stand on his own, but he doesn't have enough strength. Once Lu Song dies, there will be chaos in the Qingyang Department. At that time, our Tang Kingdom will **** Lu Guichen with five thousand soldiers. Ship to the north to succeed. Lu Yingyang will definitely raise troops to support him, with his status as the son of the eldest son, plus the pressure of the army, all the tents in Qingyang will surely surrender, and the northern capital will be in our hands at that time!"

Baili Jinghong smiled coldly: "The majesty of Beilu, why isn't Lu Guichen?"

Tuoba Shanyue pondered for a long time, and said in a low voice: "But with his body and character, I'm afraid he can't subdue elder brother and control Qingyang Department. At most, he is just a puppet."

Baili Jinghong looked straight at Tuoba Shanyue, his eyes were serious, but with a hint of a smile: "I am neither afraid that he will be a puppet, nor that he will die unexpectedly. If he is a puppet, he must be in my hands." Puppet. Even if he wants to die, he will give birth to a grandson of Qingyang blood for me!"