The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 143: There was a lot of smoke in the northwest, everyone in the capital was peaceful

Heaven and Earth Family Spring, but when the Beimang army was on the three fronts, the Liyang court had not learned of this, and Beiliang would not pass this military information to the capital.

Presumably, even if the capital heard about it, it would only be relieved. The barbarian kills the barbarian and the dog bites the dog. It doesn’t matter whether they have a coin. The best thing is to lose both. It is a great thing for the Liyang Dynasty. "Chongxi".

On the straight official road outside the south gate of the capital, there are four guys who have no way to guide you.

A couple took a child, and the young boy rode on the neck of the man with the sword. There was clearly a family of three. Then there was a slightly redundant man in white around them, bullying. This vaguely white-clothed man, if he says his appearance, is not outstanding, neither has the kind of adoration that a rouge criticizes a woman, nor is he as handsome as a man. Pedestrians on the nearby road did not dare to look at this person subconsciously. They only gave a glimpse, but when they turned their heads, it seemed that they shouldn't have left any impression, but they didn't have the guts to take another look. As for the humble family of three, it was automatically ignored.

The man holding his child's legs with both hands looked at the head of Tai'an City, feeling a little bit, "I am afraid that this is the only city in the world, which makes me very embarrassed. I want to go in, but I am afraid of getting into trouble. The three of us don’t have a serious Liyang identity, so we can’t really push in. It’s not appropriate to say sneak in at night. There was a man named Xie in the city at the time. The fight was not my opponent, but it’s easy to find me. . I want to take my daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law in to play, not running in and killing all quarters and trembling with power. This kind of thing makes me almost twenty years younger."

The man in white sneered: "Didn't Hong Xixiang do it?"

The man said helplessly: "Aren't you comparing me to Lu Zu?"

The white-clothed man said in a flat tone: "On those unclear identities, you will lose? Even if you only talk about the martial arts talent in this life, you will not lose. The result is reduced to a situation that is worse than Tuoba Bodhisattva."

The man looked as if he had nothing to say to you. His wife hurriedly said with a smile: "My man is born lazy, but it's not very good. You don't have to fight with someone inexplicably, but you are clean." /

The man nodded in agreement: "That's it."

The child put his chin on her father's head and nodded with the father. Although he didn't understand anything, he still booed: "That's it!"

The man in white looks at Tai'an City in the distance.

For 800 years, from Daqin to Liyang, she has passed through almost all the capitals of the capital, except for the most powerful city in the world.

The child suddenly said: "Father, didn't my mother say before, there is a guy who likes to wear blue clothes often goes to the city, why do you have a headache? Dad, it doesn't matter if you can't beat my future master, but you Anyway, fight for second and third in the world, right?"

The man rubbed his chin and said solemnly: "That's right."

The woman squeezed his waist hard.

The man was about to talk when he realized that the guy who was walking along the way turned around and left. He is indeed as lazy as his wife said, and he is too lazy to think about the reason, but it is inevitable that he is a little bit slanderous. Those identities of your great demon Luoyang are not messed up? Qualified to say me?

The man in white is Luoyang, he is the one who ran from Beimang to Liyang and found his wife, and then because the wife said that the swordsman was the most handsome, he randomly found a sword to pretend to be a swordsman, gave birth to a baby girl, and finally followed If Luoyang Tuoba Bodhisattva met at the foot of Huishan Mountain, if he was in Beimang, his fame would be great. Beimang has five major sects, and his sect is among them, and he is the only one. Door members.

The only one in the world.

One person, one door.

Of course he knows that his martial arts talent is very good, but he never pursues any proof of the way to ascend to the best in the world. It's like his wife who doesn't grow so much, but he is in the same position at first sight. There are always things in the world for no reason.

His only pursuit is to be unfettered. When he was young, it was the freedom of himself. When he met his wife and had children, it was the freedom of a family of three. As for what freedom is, he didn't bother to think about it.

He looked at the majestic city, he could clearly feel the luck. He wanted to come to Liyang after the new emperor ascended the throne, because Han Shengxuan is dead, Liu Hao is dead, and the one with the surname Xie also left, fearing to wear the dragon. Within a few days of sitting in the dragon chair, the robe was taken off the head, so the misty organs were arranged again. This is also reasonable. With the prosperous national power of the Liyang Dynasty, there is no way to be completely helpless against a single-handed top martial artist.

His daughter suddenly whispered: "Father, I want to eat leek pancakes."

The man was stunned for a moment. He smiled and turned his head to look at her eldest daughter-in-law, who is not as big as her. The woman stomped on the back of his instep. No way?"

She quickly added, "It's not that we don't give money!"

The man who got the imperial decree nodded and smiled: "Good!"

He freed a hand to hold his wife, and said softly: "Girlfriend, hold me tight."

In an instant.

All the first-grade masters on the surface and under the table in Tai'an City feel a majestic aura!

The Northern Sect Fulong Trainer was even more panicked like a group of headless flies.

The man raised a smile.

What is freedom?

At least at this time, he knew the answer.

Freedom. That is because the girl said she wanted to eat cakes, even if the whole Tai'an City had to be stopped, she couldn't stop him from Hu Yan Daguan.

A bright stream exploded on the road, like a long rainbow falling into Tai'an City.

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Taian City does have a saying about cabbage and spring leek in late autumn. Regardless of whether it is a high-ranking official or a trafficker, every family can afford it and love it. The people in Beijing like to use leek to "bite the spring", and even press it again. The season is too late, and a bite of spicy and savory green leek can almost drive out the stale air accumulated in the internal organs in the winter. In Zhaojiaweng, the largest government office in the capital, many officials burped with the smell of leeks, not to mention the stuffy farts that came out of the **** of an unknown adult. After frowning, he smiled quickly.

Zhao Jiaweng has the Hanlin Academy, which has always been pure, noble and transcendent, and there are also two big yamen under the former Zhongshumen, which is now a little lively, but the most noisy is the six official offices of Shangshu Province, and the Ministry of War has always been. Among the six brothers, the most important part of the foreign court's atmosphere, even if the prime minister Yin Maochun replaced Zhao Youling as the official secretary, the situation could not be reversed. Different from the feng shui rotation of the other five main officials, the city may change the Great King Banner within a few years. From the first year of Yonghui, to the second year of Xiangfu, only three people have sat on that master in the next twenty years. The official seat, Gu Jiantang of Dazhu Kingdom, Chen Zhibao, the king of Shu, and Lu Baijie, the sword fairy of Tangxi, and the latter two have been in power for less than two years. The Ministry of War has undoubtedly always been the treasured place of feng shui where the new veterans most hope to have a place, so that last year’s No. 2 Gaoting Tree was in the palace of the monarchs and frankly said that he would rather be the head of the Qing dynasty secretary of the military election of the Ministry of War. Easy to promote the ritual system of the Qing official secretary Yuan Wai Lang. You know that Bai Guo, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, was on the spot in the main hall at that time. Bai Shangshu was so angry that he immediately kicked another Shangshu master, Lu Baijie. There are rumors that afterwards, Bai Guoping transferred the book to the Department of Shangshu. Youtian met with Xinke Bangyan in the early dynasty. Shang Shu-sama ridiculed, "Fortunately, this officer did not go to the staff department, otherwise you kid will wait to sit on the bench in the Ministry of War for more than ten or twenty years."

Today, a somewhat abrupt guest came from the unusually busy Ministry of War. Everyone in the Ministry of War, whether walking outside the house or sitting in the room, will either stop to salute or stand up awe-inspiringly after seeing him. , It’s not too far from seeing the emperor alone. Very simple, because this person is Gu Jiantang! The youngest warrior among the four great generals in the Spring and Autumn Period, the former master of Gu Lu of the Ministry of War! As a general, Xu Xiao, who was also a famous general in the Spring and Autumn Period, was old and dead, but Gu Jiantang was not even old. As an official, Zhang Lu, who had confronted Gu Lu for more than ten years, had long since collapsed, and Zhang Julu's death was extremely bleak, and Gu Jiantang, the only super first-rank state of the Liyang court, holds the power of 300,000 soldiers and horses in the northern border. ! Gu Jiantang walked into the big room of the old Zhanglu alone, without him saying anything. After the officials who were especially above the top of the six departments got up to salute, they sat down quickly and continued to do things by coincidence. This is Gu Jiantang. The cold and hard temperament left to the Ministry of Defense allows you to be arrogant and domineering, but you must be resolute in doing business and must not be sloppy.

Different from the other five Shangshu servants, each has a separate room. The three chief and deputy officials of the Ministry of War are all working in the same room. At present, the two servants of the Ministry of War, General Pianyi Lu Shengxiang, as the head of the Southern Expedition, is not in the capital, and the new servant General Longxiang Xu Gong is going to the two Liao patrols in accordance with the new Liyang etiquette system, so only Shang Shu Lu Baijie is still in the house. After seeing Gu Jiantang, he didn't deliberately squeeze the air, but just like the officials, put down the pen and got up to greet Lao Shangshu. He even stood after the rest of the people sat back. This is not only because Lu Baijie's official tonic with a second-grade lion embroidered on his chest is slightly inferior to Gu Jiantang's first-grade unicorn, but also because Lu Baijie has no need to hide his respect for the predecessor of the Ministry of War, Gu Jiantang.

Lu Baijie walked around the table to Gu Jiantang's side, and smiled: "General, sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Gu Jiantang nodded, and Lu Baijie took the lead to walk to the two adjacent empty tables on the far right of the room. Soon there was the No. 1 man who had written Drunken Eight Immortals and was "threat" by Shang Shu Baiguo himself and brought tea. To Gu Jiantang who is "far in the sky" and Lu Baijie who is "near in sight", after Gu Jiantang took the tea, he asked slowly: "You just don't go to the Gaoting tree of the Ministry of Rites?"

The young chief of Wuxuan Qinglisi, who didn't dare to make any superfluous actions, just wanted to leave quickly, he involuntarily tensed up, and said in a trembled, "It's just the official."

There was no smile on Gu Jiantang's face, and he asked the newcomer of the Ministry of War a rather sharp question: "Why don't you give the tea to Master Shang first?"

Gao Ting Shu was speechless.

Lu Baijie laughed and said: "Great general, great general, if you have fun in your stomach, you don’t have to be cheap and good. Mr. Gao came to our Department of Defense at the risk of sitting on a cold bench. How can it be regarded as General, your half-mother family, don’t scare the younger generation as much as you."

Because of Lu Baijie’s "noise", Gu Jiantang no longer deliberately sullen his face, and smiled: "Just for the sake of handing tea to your boy, even if the staff wants to press you in the future, I will talk to you first. Bai Shangshu begs for his personal affection and promises that it will not delay your promotion in the future. But you kid should learn more and see how Bai Shangshu became an official. Not only did he lose face and find his way down, but also let you read him for help. Your great grace for relief."

Lu Baijie said helplessly: "Hey, hey, general, you are not kind, you just need to drink tea, and you will tear down my desk. I will lose all prestige in this room in the future." /

Lu Baijie turned his head and glared at Gao Tingshu, feigning angrily: "Smelly boy, don't you go! Aren't you afraid that the officer will put on your little shoes? If you want to irritate the six books, you can't give up? At that time, there will be a general insurance. You, at most let you run to the border to drink wind and eat sand!"

Gao Tingshu quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and trot away with a smirk.

Those military officials who were secretly pricking their ears suddenly burst into laughter. After laughing with a wonderful atmosphere, it was natural that everyone envied Gao Tingshu’s great fortune, and he was in the two military departments one after another. Shang Shu left a good impression in his heart.

Gu Jiantang drank the tea in one sip, put down the cup, and said with emotion: "Lu Shangshu is not easy."

Looking down and drinking the slightly bitter tea, Lu Baijie smiled and nodded slightly: "It's very difficult."

Gu Jiantang was silent for a long time, then stood up and said: "I'm about to leave Beijing and return to Liaoxi, so I won't bother."

Lu Baijie followed and stood up and said calmly: "Send the general a ride."

After the two walked out of the house, Lu Baijie hesitated for a while, and still asked in a low voice: "The general is really going to leave?"

Gu Jiantang gave a hum, and he was not as relaxed and relaxed as the man in the house beside him, his face was a bit solemn, "If I can decide to stay before arriving in the capital, there is still hope, even now I insist on staying. Do you think it is possible?"

Lu Baijie was speechless.

The meaning of the general Gu Jiantang’s words is actually not deep. When the first emperor was alive, Gu Jiantang once returned to Beijing together, but he still failed to persuade the first emperor to let him, the great pillar of the military and administration in the north, replace Lu Shengxiang to preside over the south. Zheng, then now that the new king is enthroned, how could Gu Jiantang threaten the new master with his old merits at this sensitive juncture? In fact, Gu Jiantang and Lu Baijie were obviously in agreement with the original judgment of someone’s situation. Guangling Road countered the rebellion. It is better to be fast but not slow. The court dispatched Lu Shengxiang’s partner Yang Shenxing and Yan Zhenchun to join the southern expedition, supplemented by several vassal kings Jing Nan, in terms of military strength. Actually enough, it’s not a good hand, but it’s certainly not a faint move, but there is one thing that a few people have forgotten, that is, the deployment and formation of troops on the battlefield is more up and down than every step. The officialdom where everyone can sit behind closed doors and ponder carefully is more straightforward. Lu Shengxiangkong has an excellent "general" talent, but the undercurrent surging court at that time did not give this military assistant at all." The chance of "General", not only did not have a chance, but dragged it down to the point where even generals were extremely difficult, so the imperial court forcibly turned the superior chess face into a quagmire of stinky chess. If Gu Jiantang was in charge, even if there were those. I don't know that the elder brother of the sky and the earth is causing trouble, Yang Shenxing still absolutely dare not greedy merits, so that he will not harm Yan Zhenchun and all 30,000 cavalry troops will be folded there, and it will not cause the two kings of Zhao Ying and Zhao Xun to die. It was a complete failure.

Gu Jiantang quietly slowed down and said: "Lu Shengxiang has won General Li Yi, and it is no accident that he has to vacate the position I had just sat in in the Ministry of War. At that time, my subordinate, Liaoxi General Tang Tieshuang, will come to Beijing to take over. It’s not good news, and it’s not bad news. Take advantage of the opportunity to say hello to you first. Tang Tieshuang is different from Lu Shengxiang and Xu Gong. , Lu Shangshu, try to get him to take a few young people to Gwangneungdo... Maybe it will be the south of Gyeonggi."

Gu Jiantang said indifferently: "The reason for saying this is not because of selfish intentions to make Tang Tieshuang's official duties smooth and smooth, but I hope that the Ministry of War can keep the taste of the battlefield for a few more days in Lu Shangshu's hands. I’m afraid that few people in the Ministry of Defense know what horse dung smells like, and few have calluses on the inside of their thighs."

Lu Baijie sighed and said, "This thing shouldn't be difficult."

Gu Jiantang suddenly looked back at the old Gu Lu. In the evening, some of the afterglow of spring still fell on the roof.

Gu Jiantang then smiled at Lu Baijie: "No need to give it away, I'm going to a place I didn't have the chance to go before."

Lu Baijie stopped to watch the general go away.

He knows where Gu Jiantang is going.

The former Zhang Lu.

Zhang Lu was the first place where the staff was located. After all, no matter how arrogant and arrogant Gu Jiantang’s military department was, the staff’s Yamen was always Liyang’s nominal first place in the foreign court. Later, Zhao Youling parted ways with his adviser. It changed places. At that time, as Wang Xionggui, who stood firmly behind Shoufu as the proud disciple, the household department he led did not move into Zhanglu, but at that time the official department, industrial department, household department, etc. Both the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Penalty will ask a servant to sit down in Zhanglu, so that the civilian leader can convey his intentions or will to the joints of the five parts as quickly as possible. Now Zhao Youling has been promoted to Zhongshu Province, and Yin Maochun has joined the staff, who unexpectedly chose to sit in that room.

Of course, there will be no more Zhang Lu in the world. Compared with Gu Lu, who is often talked about, this place dare not even mention it.

As if it never appeared in the Liyang court.

Gu Jiantang walked to that place and looked there.

Under the night, compared to Gu Lu, there is not even the last afterglow there.

This time when he returned to Beijing, His Majesty the Emperor, who had not been called the first emperor, stood in the prison that night. It was the last time that Gu Jiantang went to see him and said the last sentence.

The man and his general were separated by an iron fence, but he didn't say even half a word of his last words, but just waved at him Gu Jiantang.

Gu Jiantang retracted his thoughts and did not look at the key officials who rushed out of the house and ran down the steps to greet him after hearing the news, nor did he look at the prime minister Yin Maochun who was staying at the door.

Gu Jiantang turned straight and strode away.

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There are many more people in the capital without any sound. It is reasonable to say that there is one more person in this world’s best place, even if there are a thousand more people, it is like a descent, but this guest who has a body to be sinned No one can underestimate it.

Jing'an King Zhao Xun, the youngest Zhao clan king of the Liyang Dynasty.

From the time when Zhao Xun was summoned to Zhao Xun when he entered Beijing, the Ministry of Rites had not been able to intervene from beginning to end. It was all operated by the clan mansion. There is no impermeable wall in the capital, and the gossip has begun to spread rapidly in high-level officialdom, but basically no one knows whether Zhao Xun’s trip to Tai'an City is a blessing or a curse. In the battle outside Yaoyouguan, the Huainan king Zhao Ying, who was also the clan king, died after three battles and three victories. It seems a bit wrong to say that he is wronged, but it is not right to say that he is brave. Bravery is brave, but it is too unreliable. I tried a little bit, abandoning the three passes, and ran to the plains to play a cavalry showdown with people. How could I say that? As for Zhao Xun, it is more praise than derogation. After all, the Jingan King was rushing to rescue King Huainan, and he was almost chased to death by the West Chu rebels' rangers. The relationship between the princes of generations is shallow, and it can be seen that Zhao Xun's loyalty to the court is beyond doubt, and it is a world of difference from his father, the old Jingan Wang Zhao Heng. It's only now that His Majesty the emperor inherits the rule, and the king's heart is unpredictable.

Zhao Xun temporarily lives in a mansion on that Junwang Street, and has nothing to do with him. It used to be the private residence of a power official of the Liyang Dynasty more than a hundred years ago. It is beyond the limit of arrogant violations, occupying a very large area. Guang, there are more than 400 houses, and among them, the foundation of the palace is a few meters higher than the street outside the door. It was later given to King Zhongyi by the Emperor Liyang about forty years ago. Unfortunately, the king was hereditary. One generation has been convicted and lost. In the last forty years, several times have been tossed, and the owners have all lived far away. Of course, the most famous one is the old lady of Xichu, Sun Xiji.

Although Zhao Xun went to Beijing to petition the vassal king in name, the previous imperial decree was rather harsh. If all the trends were not in the blind Mr. Lu’s expectations, Zhao Xun might have been scared to death. At that time, Lu Xu’s message was very simple, "Go away and settle down."

At the moment, Zhao Xun is really at ease when he comes. These days, he often walks alone in the mansion and enjoys the mansion’s bright corridors and ridges, towering ancient trees, and water and mountains. Zhao Xun was standing in a lake pavilion at this time, with a smile on his face. After arriving in the capital, You Zongzheng, the clan mansion who escorted him into this place, called him a nose, not a nose, or a face. Look. Zhao Xun is like watching a wild dog on the side of the road. Maybe he heard some news yesterday. The relationship has been rushed and repaired. A wrinkled old face is smiling and blooming. Of course, Zhao Xun will not care about it. He even gave the You Zongzheng a piece of mercury Qinyu finger that had been prepared a long time ago. The old guy's eyes brightened when he saw it. Obviously, such a small object carefully prepared by Mr. Lu was in his weakness. In fact, in addition to Yubanzhi, Lu Xu also let him carry an ink-colored turtle-back inkstone with him, saying that if Zuo Zongzheng came forward to be responsible for the reception, he would need to send it out.

Zhao Xun said from the bottom of his heart: "Lu Xu, you are really a clever calculation. When the king was still his son, he always felt that the so-called top advisers like Li Yishan and Nalan Youci were just heroes created by the times. It’s also stunned that everyone didn’t know until they met you that no matter they were in troubled times, they would definitely have a place for you."

Zhao Xun previously thought that using the entire army of six thousand cavalry to complete the "retreat for advance" layout was too costly, but when Zhao Xun came to Tai'an City and stood in this mansion, he began to understand that Mr. Lu was talented. That's right.

Zhao Xun suddenly saw two figures appearing on the other side of the lake, and then walked towards the lake pavilion, no one was leading the way. Zhao Xun frowned and gave birth to some instinctive guards.

As the two gradually approached, Zhao Xun was taken aback for a moment. After recognizing one of them, he asked in doubt: "Brother Song?"

Song Keli, the young phoenix of the Song family.

The last time I entered Beijing, Zhao Xun and Song Keli had some close-up dealings.

Song Keli said: "The next official pays homage to King Jing'an."

Zhao Xun quickly smiled and said: "Brother Song don't need to be polite."

Song Keli has a leisurely demeanor. There is no arrogance or rashness from his bones. There is not the slightest frustration of family decay and his body is covered in dust. In addition, he and the Confucian scholar with two temples come together to visit, so that Zhao Xun's heart is very deep. Is hesitant.

Song Keli said softly: "This is Mr. Yuan, and Sun Xiji and others are only Mr. Yuan's guests."

Zhao Xun is not stupid, he wants to be thorough all of a sudden.

The last name is Yuan. The real owner of this house.

It was the first strategist in Liyang who made his father Zhao Heng hate him, half an inch of tongue Yuan Benxi!

Zhao Xun teased to the end, "Junior Zhao Xun pays respects to Mr. Yuan!"

Yuan Benxi did not speak, but waved his hand.

Song Keli smiled and said: "The next official is here to tell the prince that he can leave Beijing and return to Qingzhou soon."

Without waiting for Zhao Xun's recollection, the "soon" in Song Keli's mouth was really soon fulfilled.

The **** Bingbi, an **** in a bright red python robe, walked towards the three of them with the imperial decree, walking very fast but not giving people a sense of rush.

After seeing Yuan Benxi, the old **** with the imperial edict nodded slightly before declaring the edict to Zhao Xun, the king of Jing'an.

Zhao Xun naturally needs to kneel down, and Song Keli also stepped back and knelt down to listen.

Only Yuan Benxi, facing the lake, turned a deaf ear.

And the **** who sits firmly among the top three eunuchs in the world did not show any strange expression at all.

Accepting the imperial decree, Zhao Xun had to leave Beijing quickly, and without Lu Xu's tricks, he really didn't know how to talk to the Liyang emperor, for fear of self-defeating, he took the opportunity to leave Huxin Pavilion.

When Zhao Xun and the chief **** left one after another, Yuan Benxi asked: "Guess what the **** will be asked after the **** Bingbi returns to the palace?"

Song Keli shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

Yuan Benxi smiled and said: "The emperor will not care about King Jing'an, but will ask Yuan Benxi whether he is respectful when he sees the imperial edict."

Song Keli couldn't laugh or cry.

Yuan Benxi calmly said: "I once suggested that the first emperor, if the king of Jing'an Zhao Xun had the intention to hide his strength in the Battle of Jingnan, he decreed to let him enter the capital, remove the title and be demoted to the common people. If he tried his best and still failed, So he asked him to keep the king, but he must live in Tai'an City for a year or two. The first emperor was concerned about this, but today the son is not indifferent, but for the emperor, a prestigious prince, Zhao Xun’s It’s not a big deal to leave. He wants to imitate the first emperor’s handling of Zhang Julu's wrists, keep trying to respond, step by step, and bit by bit..."

Song Keli whispered: "It's too anxious."

Yuan Benxi was noncommittal, opening the chattering box with a little effort, and continued: "Zhao Xun is very smart, not how smart he is. In fact, he is much inferior to his father Zhao Heng, but this person knows how to obey the people behind him. . I want him to stay in Tai’an City and can only watch the changes in the world with his hands, because Xiangfan, as the waist of the world, is too important to tolerate the slightest loss. The blind and lively young man is a huge man in itself. Variable. I wanted to completely disrupt the forces of Qingzhou and let Xu Gong or Tang Tieshuang go to Xiangfan City. Now it seems that maybe, one day, Qingzhou will become a battleground for military strategists, Liyang and Beimang. , Beiliang, Xichu, Xishu, and Southern Xinjiang are all possible."

Song Keli hesitated to speak but stopped.

"The counselor, the planning scholar, the status has been determined, but the ‘shi’, and then it’s up to you to give advice to the helper, but before that, you must find the right person."

Yuan Benxi narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice: "Li Yishan is right to find Xu Xiao, but Zhao Changling is wrong. I am looking for Emperor Xian, which is right. Xun Ping is wrong. Nalan Youci is looking for Yanchi Wang Zhao Bing, yes Yes. It was wrong for Lu Xu to find Zhao Heng and Zhao Xun and his son."

Song Keli asked curiously: "So Song Dongming, Xu Beizhi and Chen Xiliang found Xu Fengnian, was it right or wrong?"

Yuan Benxi smiled and said: "I don't know."

Song Keli asked seriously: "Mr. Is there anything you can't be sure about?"

Yuan Benxi asked back: "Couldn't there be?"

Song Keli smiled and said: "Yes."

Yuan Benxi smiled and said, "I once asked two monks the same question, killing thousands and tens of thousands of people, is there something to be done or not? When I asked about killing ten people and tens of thousands At the time, Yang Taisui nodded and said that something could be done. But when I kept asking until I killed one person and tens of thousands, Li Dao still refused to nod."

After Yuan Benxi finished speaking, he paused for a long time. He stretched out his hand on the pavilion pillar and said: "Next, I will let you take a sacred decree and a secret decree to Jizhou. The former is for you to take root in Jinan, the latter is Let you give Yuan Tingshan that mad dog, let him boldly let go and open the gateway to Jibei."

Song Keli was puzzled at first, but soon became pale suddenly.

Yuan Benxi said calmly: "Let Beiliang be more chaotic. The survivors live, and the deceased die, and each has its own place. Beiliang irons the world? Then let the whole Central Plains wait and see."

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In the same way as before, Tai'an City is now ushering in the "literary talent flying" that will not come during the most unmissable time of the first month.

For a time, the name flew like a thorn in the sky.

The imperial examination began in Dafeng, flourished in the Western Chu, and flourished in Liyang. During the Western Chu period, the imperial examination subjects were extremely complicated. After the reform of Liyang, the imperial examination began to focus on the Jinshi subject, and in someone’s hand, the Jinshi subject was gradually emphasized. Ce asked, there was a hustle and bustle of "Master Shoufu was cold-blooded and learned whether he was alone or not." The number of Jinshi and Li also increased, ranging from a handful of three or four in Dafeng to more than 20 or 30 in Western Chu, to more than a hundred in the late Yonghui period, until the first year of Xiangfu, which was an unprecedented two. Hundreds of people. Because of the prosperous imperial examinations, many foreign nationals who went to Beijing to rush for the exams continued to influx and stay in Tai'an City, so there were two interesting things, "Tongbang" and "Provincial Rolls", which invisibly made the officialdom of the literary world continue to be drawn closer. relation. The Liyang Jinshi Division is held in the first month of the first month. The list is released in February. If you skip the dragon gate, don’t say anything. Don’t be naive to think that you’ll be over if you lose the ranking. The huge entanglement is not something that most scholars can bear, so they have to stay in the capital. If they are related, they will find relatives and friends to find fellow villagers. It doesn’t matter if they live in the temples and Taoist temples. "Take a glance" at your proud essays to officials or famous literary figures, or directly deliver it to officials of the Ministry of Rites other than the chief examiner of the imperial examination, similar to "Prime Minister Concierge Seventh Grade Officer", "Good sight to the King, little devil" The argument of "difficulty" was born for this reason.

In the second year of Xiangfu's second year, the "Seven-Rank" concierge, which is the most indispensable and turned like a spinning top, is a bit unusual. After Tantanweng, he has presided over several imperial examinations and is now the "Lord Tianguan" in front of the gate of Yin Maochun. It’s not surprising that there is a lot of traffic. It’s not a strange thing that the Song family’s family has a father and son and two masters. The unusual thing is that the mansion that has the most famous thorns this year is not the house of Zhongshu Ling Qi Yanglong, nor is it the university of science. Grandmaster Yao Baifeng’s residence was not the residence of Yan Jiexi, who was also a relative of the emperor and a fellow of the Royal Palace. It was the residence of two young officials. Saburo, another one is Sun Yin, who is offering wine at the right of the new country.

It is said that the famous thorns received by these two concierges can be filled with dozens of large baskets!

The two most popular officials in Liyang also showed completely different attitudes. Even though the official duties of Jinlan Pavilion were heavy, they tried their best to meet with all the officials, even if they were in line behind the dowager and couldn’t get into the Shilang’s mansion. In person, Master Jin will definitely "warm the scroll" and reply to people carefully, and never scribble, so that he spends all nights almost every day, except for the enthusiastic interviews with scholars in person, which is to criticize essays and poems. Some are good. The poems and essays will even be passed on and browsed by Jin Saburo among the eight masters of the capital. It can be said that he has spared no effort to help those scholars extend their reputations, so no one is grateful for them. However, in comparison with Sun Yinsun Jijiu, it appears to be extra unkind. He accepted it in a doorway, but did not meet anyone in the first ten days of the first month of the first lunar month. The confirmed "warm scroll" just casually responded It's just that this guy is too shocking to speak about martial arts in the Imperial College, don't forget, that famous battle between the ruling party and the Confucian, is this person's victory!

Therefore, even if the recognized madman in the capital writes the four characters "shit not making sense" in a thick pen in a reply, the guy who got the reply is still like a treasure, and brazenly advertises for himself. , Was cited as a joke by the whole Tai'an City.

In just a few years, from Huangmen Lang Mansion to Jijiu Mansion and Shi Lang Mansion, is it still far from the title of Shangshu Mansion?

Jin Lanting walked alone in the corridor after sending away the other seven of the Eight Masters in Beijing. He knew that there were gate-shaped piles of doors on the desk of the study, and he knew that as long as the imperial examination was not officially opened, the hill would only become more and more piles. The higher the level, the Ministry of Rites is indeed the most clear-cut and water-reduced of the six, but if it succeeds, it is the oily water from the Qingshui Yamen, but this oily water is more concealed than gold and silver. Jin Lanting stopped by a pillar, raised his head and closed his eyes, his face was intoxicated, and he took a deep breath.

"Tai'an City, Tai'an City, how can you make me Shinsaburo not proud of the spring breeze?"

After a long time, Jin Lanting opened his eyes with fiery eyes, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Master Shoufu, I will do better than you!"

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The small house Sun Yin currently lives in is rented. When he first rented it, he was just a small official in the province. The rent is still Sun Yin and the rich guy. The rent is reduced to a monthly rent of twelve taels. , Pay in March. After Sun Yin's fame rose, Fu Jia Pidian Pidian ran to the door and said that he would give the mansion to Lord You Jijiu. Sun Yin did not agree, but changed the payment in March to once a year. Today, Sun Yin was going out. Through the gap in the door, he saw that a dozen people were still waiting outside the door, so Sun Yin turned to the back door and left. In the end, he was still blocked by a shabby young scholar. Sun Yin was stopped. The scholar introduced himself in a thick old Xishu accent, and then he bent down and handed out a stack of things, possibly multiple poems. It may also be a long fu.

Sun Yin asked indifferently: "Have you shown it to Shi Lang Jin?"

The scholar blushed and shouted. Obviously, he had voted for the minister's mansion, and it was mostly by Jin Saburo Wen. It must be because Jin Lan Ting only gave a bland and indifferent social entertainment. This is the reason for Sun Yin, who has a higher threshold, to hit his luck. Sun Yin fumbled and took out a handful of odds and ends, opened his palms, and asked: "I haven't looked at anyone since this past ten days. The things in your hand will be 10% of the time. I don't even bother to scold me. High officials in Beijing cherish feathers. When you meet someone like you, you can at most pinch your nose and give you some money. Then you want me to give you money so that you can quickly pay back the rent on your credit and have a few more delicious meals. Satiated, or do I have to look at your things?"

The plain-looking and unremarkable Xishu Road rushed to the exam and shook his head and said: "I don't need money, as long as Master Jijiu takes a serious look at my poem."

Sun Yin took back the silver, took the pile of poems with the correct handwriting, pinched a corner with **** with his left hand, and flipped through seven or eight pages with his right hand, and quickly handed over to the desperate act of frostbite on his hands. Son, but when the latter's hands immediately borrowed the poem, Sun Yin took the lead to let go, and the poem fell all over the ground. Sun Yin looked at the scholar with a stunned look, and for some reason he took out a small piece of silver and left him casually. Throwing it on the ground, when passing by the Xishu family, he sneered and said: "I will not pick up that grain of silver, because it is really not worth mentioning to me. Your poem, yes. It should be the same for you, because it is too worthless."

Sun Yin just left.

After walking far away, Sun Yin turned his head and looked at the man.

The thin-clothed scholar squatted on the ground, picking up poems page by page.

Sun Yin also saw the man raised his arm and wiped his face.

Sun Yin sighed and slowly walked towards a mansion that was not too close.

When I arrived, the concierge, which was originally considered extremely difficult to serve in the capital, did not stop at all, and even showed a sincere smile. Obviously, this was not only because Sun Yin was the second-in-chief of the Imperial College.

No need to lead the way, after finding Tan Tan Weng who was drinking peanuts and rice in the study, Sun Yin didn't speak, but just drank by himself.

Huan Wen smiled and said: "Sophora japonicus is yellow, and the children are busy. Spring is green, and you are busy. Just get used to it. When you reach my age, you don't need to be busy."

Sun Yin, who had drunk several large bowls of wine, suddenly lifted a pair of chopsticks, tapped the edge of the bowl lightly, and whispered: "The snowy night in the capital is freezing and the fingers are broken, the ruined temple is snoring like thunder, and the Zhumen high wall warms the spring. , The old noble man in purple clothes and white moustaches, I can’t ask if I close my eyes..."

Listening to Sun Yin's long story, Huan Wen listened to it for most of the day. After a bowl of wine was brought to his mouth, he didn't drink it, and finally couldn't help but laugh and curse: "What messy stuff!"

Sun Yin stopped and said nothing.

Huan Wen took a sip of wine and said softly: "But the meaning is still a little bit trivial."

Sun Yin said calmly: "I borrowed it with a grain of silver. I borrowed it, I can't afford it."

How old and spicy Tan Tan Wong is and what kind of Taoism is, just take a leisurely sip of the wine and make a series of tuts, I don't know if the wine is too spicy or what.

Sun Yin asked: "I'm out of alcohol?"

Huan Wen rolled his eyes and said: "Young people drink alcohol, they shouldn't be used to drunk their sorrows. At a young age, they know the sorrow of a fart. Only when they are seven or eighty years old, can they be used to destroy people's hearts and liver."

Sun Yin stared: "Don't be sour, talk human!"

Huan Wen put the empty wine bowl on the table again and stared: "I don't understand what I mean? You have no wine!"

Sun Yin leaned back in his chair.

Huan Wen said angrily: "If it wasn't for your kid who finally knew that while wearing an official hat, the first month's salary was settled, so quickly change the payment to the merchant to pay once a year, or else don't talk about drinking it. Bowl of wine, you don’t even want to enter this gate of mine!"

As soon as Huan Wen talked about this, he made a real fire. He took his finger and fiercely tapped the youngest right sacrifice wine in the history of the Imperial College. "Your brain is flooded! With the north Mang Liyang as the offensive and defensive sides, martial arts? Talk about you big head!"

Huan Wen grabbed the wine bowl on the table and smashed it over, regardless of the continuous blood flow on Sun Yin's forehead, he sternly said: "Well, what a national disaster, Wu does not hesitate his body, and his writing does not hesitate! What an inch of mountain and river. An inch of blood! What a Beimang knocking on the pass and heading straight to Tai'an City! Under the world, you are Beiliang Sun Yin who knows the art of war and the current situation!"

Sun Yin closed his eyes altogether.

The more Sun Yin looks immortal, the hotter Huan Wen becomes, and he pats the table repeatedly, "When you were sitting on the futon, your Royal Highness was a fool? The Chinese book made Qi Yanglong a fool?! "

Huan Wen almost cursed directly, "Do you think Huan Wen is a fool?! Fuck your mother!"

Sun Yin said coldly and warmly: "I'm sorry, my mother died a long time ago."

"Fuck your uncle!"

"Dead too."

"I don't care if your ancestors died for the eighteenth generation!"

Sun Yin stopped talking at all.

Huan Wen slowed down, his expression was sad, his hands trembled, and he whispered softly: "Bi Yan'er has never been selfish in his life. He made an exception only for you **** during his lifetime."

Sun Yin looked stupid, "In the Imperial College, so many scholars who are full of economics, think that Beiliang’s 300,000 iron knights deserve to die completely, and even think that even millions of people in Beiliang will die."

"Yan Zhenchun is dead, they are indifferent, Zhang Julu is dead, they are very happy."

"These people feel that if they were Yan Zhenchun, they could easily break the Western Cavalry. These people felt that if they were Zhang Julu, they would have been able to dominate the world with the help of the country."

"These people are all scholars."

Sun Yin lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, choked up and said: "When I was young, I had a hard time attending a private school. My husband is a survivor of the Spring and Autumn Period who did not know why he stayed in Beiliang in Hongjia Beiben. Remember that my husband liked to take us. Half-reading and half-singing the "Song of Everlasting Regret." Before I left Lingzhou, I saw my husband for the last time. The husband said that he had not thought of the sound of Langlang books he heard in Beiliang, and the sound of books he heard in his hometown. It turned out to be The same. So the husband said he was buried in Beiliang after his death, it’s okay."

"The Tai'an City of these scholars is so peaceful."

"I don't want to see this kind of peace. My Sun Yin wants to go back to my hometown. I would rather go and see the raging smoke there."

Huan Wen muttered to himself: "Sun Yin, you are going back to Beiliang, and I will not stop you. But I hope you know that the Tai'an City of those scholars you see is not the real Tai'an City, nor is it Tai'an City for everyone."

"This city has had my teacher, Zhang Julu, Xun Ping, Yan Zhenchun, and Huan Wen who is still alive~ IndoMTL.com~ There are many people, you don’t know."

"Xu Xiao, Li Danxin, Cao Changqing, Yang Taisui, they have all been in this place. They are so energetic, and each of them can have a clear conscience."

"When you go back to Beiliang, you may become an official, you may be a counselor, you may die on the battlefield with a clear conscience. But if you don’t give up today, one day in the future, at some point, you will have a chance to Another young man said,'Taian City, there is my Sun Yin. In this world, there is my Sun Yin!'"

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In a secluded courtyard in a narrow alley, a woman sits quietly on the threshold of the inner courtyard, with the outer courtyard open, and she looks out the door.

As if waiting for someone to return home.

She would occasionally hear the melodious shouts of those selling candied haws coming from a distance, but it may be that this alley is too small to see those vendors carrying candied haws passing by the door.

She stretched out her hand on her abdomen, and said softly: "Border, my child and I are fine."

But we all miss you.