The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 139: The Movements of the World (Part 1)

The small and secluded building located in the corner of the inner court of Xijing, a large group of people kneeled down in the corridor. Not far from this building, many dead people lay, and those who died were regarded as invaluable by Beimang. scholar.

The old woman dressed in black and white fur stood under the eaves, with her arms folded across her chest, her sleeves being like bat wings.

This old woman who made all Beimang men crawl under her skirt rarely gets angry, but her face is very ugly today. First, the real man Nanming, the Taoist school who is good at divination in the building, told her tremblingly that the bronze figure of the chess sword Yuefu Master’s life or death is unknown, the sword qi is close to Huang Qing, and there is no doubt that he is dead, and then the hibernating vat of the country’s heavy weapon was slapped to pieces by an unknown land god. The real dragon broke out of the tank. That’s all. Under the thunder rolling, the Heavenly Dragon that took advantage of the fire did not take advantage of it, so she decided to help it, because she had always dared to gamble with God, no If you want to bet, you just gamble. Last time, she won and won a lot of money. The entire Beimang dynasty followed her surname, but this time, the real Nanming told her that she had lost. Lou Lou The hundred or so corpses outside are proof. In fact, her anger was not because she lost a battle that had nothing to do with the overall situation in Liuzhou, Beiliang, or even a real dragon who died, and it was not even those who had never asked the common people to ask ghosts and gods. Of gas trainers.

What really makes the elderly woman unbearable is just a little thing that cannot be talked about at all: She lost to a little-known Liaodong reckless man in the saddest time of her life, when the power was at its peak. Lost to his son again!

Taiping Ling stood beside the woman, and the old man was the only Northern Mang minister who dared to stand.

She finally spoke.

"Tell Dong Zhuo, and allow him to mobilize all frontier soldiers and horses without authorization, regardless of the general or the season, all obey him. Violators, let Dong Zhuo behave first!"

"Proclaim the decree to extend the Bodhisattva, lead the pros and cons to go south quickly, and go straight to Liuzhou."

"Promulgate the decree to Li Mibi, and set about preparing for the carp to cross the river."

"Huang Songpu was passed on, and he was ordered to rise again, and lead the army to sit in Xijing."

A series of imperial edicts came out of her mouth.

After all, she is an old woman who is dying. It is inevitable that she will not have enough energy, and she can hardly conceal her old tiredness for a while, but today she does not even allow herself to appear such a moment of slack, withdrawing her hand from her wide sleeves. Suddenly tore off the old fox fur from his body, threw it into the snow outside the steps, and then strode away, not looking at the old thing that was constantly accumulating snow.

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Tai'an City has never lacked excitement, but a lot of excitement is difficult to join in. Once there is excitement that can be joined together, everyone will be unwilling to lag behind.

Nowadays, there are rumors that the newly appointed Youjijiu, who succeeded Shinsaburo’s Guozijian, is about to start a lecture on martial arts, so whether it’s on paper or really full of tactics, it will be known whether the donkey or the mule is pulled out for a walk, and most people are still running. It's a joke.

Jin Lanting, the current minister of the Ministry of Rites, has a good reputation in the Imperial College. Not only did he win many court gifts for the Imperial College during his tenure, but he also founded the most prestigious poetry society in the capital. Jun, in one fell swoop, won the top three in the new division, the champion Li Jifu, the second-placed Gao Tingshu and the second-placed Wu Congxian, among them, the "poetry ghost" Gao Tingshu made the popular "Drunk Eight Immortals" at a banquet party. The son let the eight people present make a name for themselves overnight. Although the eight Toshihiko who are popular in the capital are of very different backgrounds and worlds apart, they often sing and sing together, which fully demonstrates the gentle and suave life of scholars. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that although Shinsaburo, the head of the eight masters, is not very pleasing on the side of the central cabinet ministers, the "vigour" he has gathered bit by bit cannot be underestimated.

A little **** named Sun Yin, who was under the sect of the province, made an extraordinarily abrupt and rude vacancy for You Jijiu. What's even stranger is that this person did not report that he had any strong backers, so Sun Yin The rampage of Xu Gongjinchao, a local official, as the minister of war, and Chen Wang's step to the sky, became the "three surprises" of the capital officialdom on the tail of the first year of Xiangfu, which is very eye-catching. After all, the identity of Xu Gong had the foundation of General Long Xiang before, while Chen Wang and Chen Shaobao had the double foreshadowing of the prince's attendant lecture and the examination of meritorious scholar, which made Sun Yin even more weird and weird.

What's more, Sun Yin is extremely arrogant and publicly threatened that what he was going to talk about would be a big show of martial arts. He will be the offensive side with two troops in his hands, the northern mang with a million iron cavalry, and the restoration of the West Chu State on Guangling Road. Remnants.

All the people attending the class belong to the defensive camp. There is a large army led by Lu Shengxiang, the head coach of the Southern Expedition, who is newly appointed by the imperial court, General Wei Yi. Forces, and finally, of course, there is the Northern Liang cavalry that has been deliberately forgotten by the Central Plains for many years.

In this unprecedented confrontation of words, guns and tongues, as many as six thousand students from the Imperial College who participated in the observations alone have gone to the forefront. In fact, most people are destined not to hear what the new Jijiu is talking about, but don’t worry. , Soon someone will pass messages from the front to the back, step by step, like waves. The students who rush to occupy the ground are all sitting on the ground. Later, they can only stand, and then they have to stand on their toes and stretch their necks, and then they need to stand on the bench. However, in the best position not far from the Sun Kuangpu, there are many simple but thick futons. There are probably more than 30. Those who are qualified to sit on the futons are really too noble!

The leader among them is the first prime minister of the Liyang court in the past 30 years, Qi Yanglong, the governor of Zhongshu Province. Zhong Shuling’s left hand is Tantan Weng Huanwen, who is in charge of the province, and his right hand is the "disappointed person" who failed to take over as the official book of the Baiguo Li Ministry in the change of power. Bai Guo of the Ministry of Real Power. Some relatives of the emperor, who was especially proud of the spring breeze in the mid-winter season, um, was the Cheshire King who swaggered into the view of the capital by the light of his son-in-law.

This long lecture on martial arts lasted from noon to dusk, and there was no sign of ending, but no one left, and there were even new faces pouring in and crowds of people.

During the period, His Royal Highness, who was in charge of the world, joined hands with the princess and quietly joined halfway.

Soon, Zhao Youling, the assistant minister of the old officials and the new book province of China, broke through the flow of people without concealing his identity, and took part in it, sitting on a temporarily newly added futon.

Compared with Zhao Youling, the prime minister Yin Maochun, who was promoted from the head of the Hanlin Academy to the official secretary, had to be a lot more reserved and low-key. Jian Chen went to the Imperial College and stood side by side with Chen Wang, the young and heinously young sect, the Sanqi Changshi. I can neither see nor hear anything, but these two great figures who can be called central and important ministers, the second-rank of a foreign court chief, and the third-rank of pure and noble, this station is enough to stand for two. Hours. Because they are standing extremely back, they have no escorts, and they are not wearing red and purple official uniforms. In addition, there are ordinary students from the Imperial College who are studying sages and sages in the cold window. No one knows that they are so close. The two tycoons only regarded them as ordinary Confucian scholars in Tai'an City.

Guozijian continued to be noisy and lively, becoming the focus of heated discussions up and down in the capital. The wine shop and tea shop outside the Guozijian was even more overcrowded, waiting for the conclusion of the debate to come to light.

Students and scholars continue to rush to the street to report "real-time battle conditions" loudly.

However, in the imperial court where almost everyone went to the building, two old faces appeared. One was Mr. Yuan who had been depressed for many years, and the other made the official on duty almost unable to help but turn up face to face. With a blank eye, when the two masters of the Song family dominated the literary world, the official praised the young phoenix of the Song family with thumbs up. Now, the two masters are dead, and there is no sorrow. Who I don’t know if the Song family, with its boundless scenery, definitely has no chance to make a comeback? A hairless young phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken. Who would be willing to demote you to a poor place as a small county lieutenant Song Keli as a green onion? If such a cold stove can still be burned, I will eat all the ashes!

This official from the Seventh-Rank Qingliu didn't take too much arrogance. After all, Yuan Puyuan Huangmen, who had previously gone out to visit his relatives, was still in the imperial court. He didn't look up and saw him. There was no need to lose sight of Song Keli. The merits accumulated over the years and exquisitely.

Yuan Pu, or Yuan Benxi, the emperor of Liyang, took a seat in his house, his half-inch tongue was naturally vague, "Don't go to the Imperial College to take a look? That's where your Song family was born." /

Song Keli, who followed Mr. Yuan to walk across the river, shook his head and said calmly: "It won't help to revisit the old place."

Yuan Benxi was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "Chen Wang, Sun Yin, you will be your political enemy in the future. They will not lose you regardless of their merits and knowledge. But the two of them took the lead in turning from darkness to light. This is you. The biggest disadvantage is your only advantage."

Song Keli nodded.

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In the twilight, at the Zhaojiawan Shangshu Provincial Government Office not far from the Hanlin Academy, a tall old man with purple beard and blue eyes walked alone on the imperial street, standing in the middle of the most majestic and wide street in the world, with his back facing the emperor. The gate of the city, looking towards the southern sky.

The old man had no reason to remember an accidental meeting when he was young. At that time, the man was also very young, at least his legs were not lame.

At that time, I was deliberately pressed by my mentor in the Imperial Academy, and my best friend had already served as the chief driver of the Ministry of War. The rest of the Jinshi in the same year also had a bright future. That was a time when the literati was overwhelmed by the martial artist. Ten years forward, the literati became like an actor, and he was only rationed to the military commander in the court hall. Everyone seals the borders and cracks the soil. It is difficult for scholars to even respond to worms. They didn’t shoot the fart correctly, or they took a lot of pictures but were misunderstood by the warrior or didn’t understand. Maybe they would be chopped off their heads with a click. Such a dynasty, no. To say that the orthodox Da Chu in the Central Plains is Dongyue who willingly served Da Chu as slaves, and is also qualified to laugh at this northern neighbor as a group of uncivilized barbarians. And because he was born with purple beard and blue eyes, even the Liyang North Barbarian in the eyes of the Central Plains was ridiculed.

In the late autumn when a scholar's life was finally a little better. It was a gloomy day. He went to the Ministry of War and found a friend to open the back door to borrow a map about the territories of the Liao Dynasty. When he got his wish, he got the map. The heavy rain came suddenly, so I dared not let the rain wet the map, so I had to hide under the eaves of the yamen, but the heavy rain never stopped, so he could only wait honestly. Then he saw a young man approaching under an umbrella, carrying a small wooden box in his hand. He didn't like this man because he had a strong martial arts flame. Looking at his costume, he was probably a squad captain with one eye closed. The courtyard of the Ministry of War was deep and there were several weights As he counted in, he guessed that this person probably stopped when he first entered the yard. As expected, the guy was blocked in the first yard and he didn’t care about it anymore. He just waited for the rain, occasionally Turning his head and glanced, he saw the lonely young martial artist standing in the heavy rain, just soaking in the rain, with the umbrella at his feet, and the open box, white flowers, it should be silver. . It's just that a little bit of silver, in the eyes of the military master who can swallow the sky, it's just a matter of three or four colleagues drinking wine.

He faintly heard the words of the young man who had eaten his door, and turned them upside down. It was just a few words, "I Xu Xiao took my head and promised to all the adults! I only need to give me a thousand soldiers and horses for a month, as long as a month. , The next time you visit the lord, you will be carrying ten boxes, ten boxes of gold!"

The rain kept falling, and he heard the young man in the courtyard constantly talking loudly and constantly compromising.

From a thousand soldiers and horses to eight hundred, and then to five hundred. The boxes have also increased from ten boxes to twenty boxes, and then to thirty boxes.

When the heavy rain finally got smaller, maybe it was the lords of the Ministry of War who were leisurely wandering in and drinking tea and laughing. They thought it was almost time to go home. One after another, there were two big people walking out of the courtyard, chatting, laughing and chatting. , Passing by the young man without squinting his eyes. Later, a staff member finally took a look, not at the young man who was begging for war and horses, but at the rain-soaked box in the box. Yinzi let out a sneer, and seemed to have said something strangely, but he could not hear clearly when he was avoiding the people discharged from the hospital at the door.

He thought that since the rain hadn't stopped completely, he would just wait for his friends in the courtyard to finish his affairs.

It may really be a road without a world. He saw an old man wearing tiger and leopard tonics walking out of the yard with his hands shouldered. There was a military officer by his side who graciously helped hold an umbrella, all of which tilted towards the old man. .

When the old man passed by the young man, he stopped and kicked the box with his foot. Because the rain was much lighter, he heard the conversation with disparity in identity clearly.

"Where is the person?"

"Final Xu Xiao, from Jinzhou, East Liaoning!"

"Did you defeat the battle?"

"Yes! But 700 of the final general brothers have eaten the two main battalions of Hong Chengcui, one of which is still a cavalry..."

"The main force and the cavalry are all nonsense. If you lose, you lose. The officer only asks you one sentence. The officer will be a small gamble and give you some manpower, but your kid can really make money. This?"

"Yes!"

"Well, let's do it, the officer will give you a tiger charm, you can go to the right guard to dispatch three hundred people. As for the box, by the way, how many did you say before?"

"My lord, it's thirty."

"Thirty?"

"Fifty!"

"Yeah, it's quite on the road. Okay, I will give you three hundred people. Remember to turn around and move the box directly to the official mansion."

"Thanks to your lord! The final will certainly live up to your kindness!"

"Oh, I almost forgot, what's your name? I don't want to kill someone without knowing who to look for."

"Jinzhouying Xu Xiao!"

Finally, the head of the military department walked out of the yamen gate, followed by the officer who was holding an umbrella for him, and carrying the box in one hand.

He saw the young general standing in the rain with his fists clenched, his waist always straight, but there was an extra tiger charm in his hand.

The young man put the tiger charm in his arms, bent over to pick up the umbrella, and turned to the door.

When the young general was picking up the umbrella, he had already retracted his gaze, watching his nose and his heart facing the south.

The latter did not rush to hold the umbrella, but stopped under the eaves of the door. As if seeing him, he took the initiative to laugh and ask: "Still waiting for the rain to stop?"

He froze for a moment, then nodded.

Then the guy grinned at him, and threw the umbrella straight out, without giving him a chance to refuse, strode down the steps, stepped in the mud, and drifted away.

That day, Zhang Julu remembered the name of the young warrior.

Xu Xiao~IndoMTL.com~ In that year, the name of Shang Yonghui was not used yet.

The two young people I met by chance, one was not yet a powerful leader, and the other was not a general.

It's not even a political enemy who doesn't interact with each other.

At the end of the first year of Xiangfu, only Zhang Julu, who is already an old man, is left.

The old man standing on the imperial road slowly recovered, smiled, and said to himself: "I don't like drinking. If I can meet you underground, I have to buy you a drink. But before that, Let me hold an umbrella for Beiliang. Not for you, Xu Xiao, only for the people of Beiliang, and the people of Liyang."

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At the end of the first year of Xiangfu, Emperor Zhao Dun returned to Beijing on a tour.

Yushitai and Liuke Guizhong jointly impeached one person.

Liyang's first assistant Zhang Julu was sent to prison, and the court announced the ten deadly sins in the world. The emperor made an order to punish the nine tribes.