The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 146: Taian city 2 laughs 2 white clothes

　Chapter 146, Tai'an City, Two Smiles and Two White Clothes

　　

　　[Update Time]:2014-02-0607:35:04[Words]:7386

　　

　　The officialdom of Liyang has three kinds of exquisiteness, that is, in the same year as the same family, Zhao Youling, the official secretary of the ministry, and Yuanyu, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, are so coincidental. During the Yonghui period, they participated in the imperial examination together. One champion and one second place made the Jinmen County, which had very few scholars and no. The two mansions are only two to three hundred steps apart, and they go through the door very frequently. The neighbors have already seen strange things. Today, not only the Yuan Guo, but also Zhao Shangshu’s relative, Yin Maochun, The two important ministers of the dynasty both had children. The younger generations were about the same age. The children of the three surnames were mostly friends with each other. Wang Yuanran, the youngest son of Wang Xionggui of the household department, was drunk and molested Zhao Youling's second daughter, of course, he stabbed a big child. Hornet's nest, besides, he beat Han Xingyan, the only son of the Ministry of Justice, who came out to persuade him. He provokes the four families in a breath of death, but "a blessing in disguise". In this way, Wang Yuan burned the title of the first son of the capital. Afterwards, he was dragged to the entrance of Zhao's Mansion by his father, who was still a book, and knelt for half an hour, but this did not prevent the Prince's from being in the same spotlight in Tai'an City. Yuan Guo has no wife and no children, but he has the best children among the younger generations. When Zhao Youling and Yin Maochun's parents were making tea with winter snow in the cellar, Yuan Guo still mingled with a group of young men and women for a drink. Almost a dozen juniors are accustomed to handing over wine, but they also feel that they are justified. Like that Yin Maochun’s eldest son, Yin Changgeng, sat on Uncle Yuan’s neck to urinate every day when he was a child. The two uncles and nephews even made a joke. In the future, Yin Changgeng will give Yuan Shilang the end of his life. Like Han Xingyan, he was kidnapped by the disrespectful Yuan Guo when he first went to drink flower wine when he was young. This made the old pedant Han Lin furious and he was so angry that he didn't wear shoes. So he ran outside the closed gate of Yuan Mansion and cursed for a long time. Yuan Guo was not guilty. When he opened the door, he took out his earwax in one hand, and in the other he carried the hip flask that came from the brothel. He smiled and asked Han Shi Lang if he wanted to drink. Han Lin was so angry that he broke off with Yuan Guo, but after that, Han Xingyan often surreptitiously sought Yuan Guo to beg for a drink. Han Lin couldn't restrain himself, so he simply couldn't see and worry.

　　

　　 Yin Changgeng and Han Xingyan, both of them, as officials of the capital, both participated in the early dynasty, but their ranks were not enough to enter the hall, and the turmoil in the hall was surging, and they naturally didn’t hear it. At this time, Yuan Guo was sitting there. On the couch, I was holding Yin Maochun’s grandson in his arms, while dipping his chopsticks in the wine to let the children open their mouths and smack their mouths, while telling them vividly about the eight immortals crossing the sea on the temple, Jing Yuan’s minister added oil and jealousy, and everyone was shocked. Khan Qiao'er, Zhang Shoufu’s daughter in the waiting room and the youngest daughter of Chuxiang Yin also entered the house. Yuanguo had a shy face and asked two girls to be his uncles. He was "notorious" among the children of Tai'an City. Zhang Gaoxia glared at it. She drew two inches of the sword and returned it fiercely. The Yuan servant who was familiar with the woman's temper had to smile, but fortunately Yin Heyun was much more clever, sitting on the side of the couch and rubbing the uncle. Pinch your shoulders. Yin Changgeng glanced at the tall Zhang Gaoxia, quickly retracted his gaze, and chatted with the daughter-in-law who returned to her family today about trivial household chores. Han Xing said nothing but sighed in his heart. Why didn't he know that Brother Yin thought about Zhang Gaoxia and became the official of the bridegroom. , All the friends of the same age are congratulating Brother Yin on becoming Zhao Shangshu’s son-in-law, saying that the two families of Yin and Zhao are right, and they are even more talented. But Yin Changgeng just dragged him to Han Xingyan that night to drink boring wine in a small restaurant, and Han Xingyan let out a sigh of relief. How about the most difficult to understand love? Strangely speaking, Zhang Gaoxia is not even as good as her current sister-in-law. She has the same blue eyes as her father Shoufu, and if a woman is innocent, Zhang Gaoxia really deserves not to marry. When the princess of "Bachelor" competed, no man can speak of her. She is also very good at swordsmanship. She studied under Song Nianqing, the great master of Dongyue Jianchi, and Qi Jiajie, the first master of kendo in Beijing. She naturally embroidered pillows. Even Tangxi sword fairy Lu Baijie also admired her kendo talent. The eldest prince Zhao Wu suffered a lot from Zhang Gaoxia. This woman is indeed the woman who can walk sideways in Tai'an City. Anyway, if she is single-handedly, Surely no one can beat her. Fighting family background? I'm sorry, her father is Zhang Julu, her foster father is Huan Wen, and there are a lot of people like Yuan Guo who left Zhang Party but still want to support her. Who dares?

　　

　　 Yuan Guo also wanted to take the chopsticks to Yin Chuxiang’s young grandson for a drink, but Zhang Gaoxia, who couldn’t stand it, snatched the child. Yuan Guo had to change the subject and ask: "Where did you talk?"

　　

　　 Zhao Shangshu’s youngest son, Zhao Wenwei, was still a teenager, and said cheerfully: "Uncle Yuan just said that Jin Saburo from the Imperial College had somehow swollen nose and face!"

　　

　　 Yuanqiu laughed and said: "Yes, this old fist was played by our old man Tantan Wenghuan. It is really tricky and old. The poor Jin Jijiu first annoyed everyone in Yao, and now he is still being beaten by him. Father Huan, a half-official leader, was beaten, and Fu Wushuang is not alone. So you Guapi children, in the future, remember that you have to hold your tail when you are an official. Don’t get too proud of yourself. There is always a mountain high, as well as Uncle Yuan. , Your dad, the high hat is not too small, right? Hey, you still can't get rid of the vulgarity."

　　

The three members of the 　　 family know their roots and knowledge, and there is no taboo with Yuan Guo, Han Xingyan frowned and whispered: "Uncle Yuan, although Jin’s hobby of sacrificial wine is a blow to Beiliang, this is what makes you famous Wang Qingyu, the taste of food is a little bit tricky, but it is ultimately beneficial to the court community, and he does have a lot of high-level insights, people can't help but scream at the case. He and everyone in the Imperial College have to point their needles to the wheat mang. This It’s a good thing to shoot Lord Zuo Pu, why do you want to fight? Don’t you be afraid of passing it to your Majesty’s ears?"

　　

　　 Yuanguo took a sip of shochu, rubbed his ears subconsciously, and smiled: "How can the old man care about this trivial matter? You are too young. When I was an official with your dad, Master Shoufu’s temper is very good, but the worst is the old man Huan. Uncle Yuan was often scolded by his ears. By the way, old man Huan beat Jin Lanting, even if you have heard it, in this room So far, it’s not good to spread it out, otherwise I will have a headache from your dad."

　　

　　 Yuanqiu saw Yin Changgeng’s eagerness to speak, and drank the glass of wine in one sip, exclaiming joy, stretched out the glass to let Han Xingyan fill a full glass, grabbed a peanut and threw it into the glass. The wine is a good wine. I can hang the glass, so even if the drink is higher than the glass, it still hasn't overflowed the slightest. The hostess looked down at the ripples, in a trance. After raising his head, he returned to calmness and gently shook the glass and smiled: "I know what you most want to ask. It’s not impossible to say about this, but..."

　　

　　 The heroine who was teasing Yin Maochun's grandson said in an angry voice: "I just pretended not to hear it."

　　

　　 Yuanguo smiled, and drank the spirits with his head up again, chewing on the alcoholic peanuts, and said with a look of intoxication: "Wufeng eighteen, the word is fierce, it is a genuine evil post When Old Master Song wrote "Jie Shi", it was the first emperor who instructed to change this word from evil to beautiful, but it was at the bottom of the eighteen beautiful posthumous titles. The master of the heroine and her father has always had a great resentment against the King of Northern Liang. The first emperor’s move is not without a unique thought. This thought did not come to the surface until this year’s shock sting. The present majesty bestows this word, and even more. It was done with heart. With your majesty's bearing, he would not give General Xu any evil posthumous posthumous name. The other seventeen-character posthumous posthumous posthumously, if given generously, there will be a mess of porridge in the hall that day. After the imperial court, let’s talk about the Northern Liang. The young man who became the king of Northern Liang inherited from His Royal Highness, to accept such a posthumous posthumous name, or not? If you don’t accept the imperial decree..."

　　

　　 Han Xingyan smiled: "Does this guy want to tell the world that the Xu family is going to rebel?"

　　

　　 Yuanqiu put down his wine glass, smiled at Han Xingyan’s judgment, and continued: “If Beiliang swallows this imperial decree, and with Beiliang’s loyalty to the old prince, that new prince will undoubtedly lose his military support and people’s support. Yu Zi opened the door. Uncle Yuan told you this, do you think the young Beiliang King will accept or not accept the imperial decree? Wake up, ask you!"

　　

　　Han Xingyan thought for a while, and smiled: "I bet that guy still dare not take it, it's nothing more than trying to turn the big things into small things, pretending to be calm, and trying to suppress the posthumous title."

　　

　　 Yin Changgeng frowned and said: "It’s difficult, the scholars go to Liang, but they are all watching. Even if the North Liang Road blocks the news, the people don’t know much, but how can there be so many scholars without news? It’s even more difficult. It is not filial to accept the imperial edict, and the 300,000 cavalry must despise the new king. Not to accept it is unfaithful. Many scholars who rush to Beiliang will also have ideas. Anyway, the new king is destined to be difficult to do. If one is improperly handled, it will also be unpleasant. , Inside and outside are not people."

　　

　　 Yuanqiu glanced at Zhang Gaoxia, twisted the glass with his fingers, and laughed softly: "This is the first mover in the new chess game between the imperial court and Beiliang. The new king will be filial piety for three years. No one in the imperial court is willing to do anything new. The feudal prince asked for a rebellion. This mid-game, which took three years, was even more troublesome. Even if you survived the mid-game and solved the internal worries of the frustrated, I am afraid that you will face a hasty conclusion. Once Bei Mang insists We have to fight Beiliang first, hey..."

　　

　　 Yuan Yao stopped talking.

　　

　　 Han Xingyan whispered: "It sounds like the new Liang Wang will have a miserable life in the future?"

　　

　　 Yin Changgeng sneered: "It's extremely miserable."

　　

　　 Yuanqiu left the small couch and swayed: "Drunk and drunk, go to your father to drink hangover tea."

　　

　　 Yuanqiu habitually rubbed his earlobes with his hands and walked out of the house swayingly. At this time, the spring breeze was still engulfed in the cold, was blown by the wind, and was agitated. He turned his head and saw Zhang Gaoxia following behind him, slowing down his steps, and mocking himself. "I, Yuanguo, is the least promising one in the'Yonghui Spring'. In those years, Mr. Huan scolded the most and most fiercely, and I disappointed Master Shoufu."

　　

　　 Zhang Gaoxia said coldly, and went back to Yin Changgeng and Han Xingyan.

　　

　　"It is indeed the biggest disappointment!"

　　

　　 Yuanqiu seemed to have heard nothing, and continued to move forward, staggering.

　　

　　 Yuan Bangyan, who was only a servant in the Ministry of Engineering, walked to a huge rock of Chunshen Lake that was two people high and stopped and laughed.

Strangely speaking, the first assistant Zhang Julu is neither a strict father nor a loving father in a large family. He never interferes with housework, treats several children, and has always held a self-defeating indifferent attitude, the eldest son. It seems that he did not inherit the knowledge and talents of Shoufu's father. He was ineffective. He served as the county magistrate in a small county with a population of less than 3,000 households on the edge of Gyeonggi. After six years, he has not been able to climb a step forward. In fact, it is still today. , The official master of that state and county didn't even know that this person was the son of Lord Shoufu. The second son was just a nerd, and he failed to enter the Hanlin Academy to become Huang Menlang on the basis of his family's blessings. The youngest son can only be regarded as idle, he didn't even have the courage to divide into evil. Over time, even if he was Zhang Shoufu's little son, Wang Yuanran, who had clearly lost a lot of his family, didn't like to play with him. , I think this guy is too unpromising, and it's embarrassing to take it out. Zhang Shoufu’s daughters were married in a mediocre way. Every time they went back to their parents’ house, they couldn’t even see their father. Standing at the entrance of the study room with her husband whose husband was unsteady, Zhang Shoufu greeted him timidly. At most, Zhang Shoufu was not light or heavy, and often simply ignored him.

　　

　　 Zhang Shoufu occasionally saw his grandson who would only walk, so he could only smile slightly. Therefore, in the mansion, only Zhang Gaoxia, who is not yet married, can say a few words to this powerful father.

　　

　　 Shoufu, with purple beard and blue eyes, sits alone in the dimly lit study today. This study is the Thunder Pond of Zhang Mansion. Not even his daughter Zhang Gaoxia can walk in. The characters who have been able to sit here for so many years are naturally even more important. There are only a handful of them, Huan Wen counts one, because there is only one chair in the room, and whoever sits down means that Lord Shoufu must stand up.

　　

　　Zhang Julu has never been interested in wine and delicacies, and he has no concubine. His wife is the daughter of the old mentor and the first assistant. When the old woman married Zhang Julu, there was a saying in Beijing that the first assistant's daughter was the first wife, waiting for her husband. After becoming the first assistant, he is even more respectful, even if the current queen Zhao Zhi sees it, he must treat each other with courtesy. It's just that the relationship between the two is as light as water, and they can't say a few words throughout the year. Zhang Julu is not interested in the vertical and horizontal nineteen ways, but is very obsessed with the chess pioneered by Huang Longshi, but except for his old friend Huan Wen, he rarely fights with others on the chessboard, and more often he plays with himself, playing twenty. In the coming year, I'm not bored either. At this time, Zhang Julu moved the red and black chess pieces separately on the chessboard. This expensive chess piece, all carved from ivory, was sent by Yuan Guo. The number one scholar has been on the list every year, but the "young Toshihiko" who entered the court's vision in the short four years of the Spring of Yonghui is the famous minister in power in the temple today, so that it is destined to leave a strong color in the history. The large pages of beautiful words. These nobles who are not young nowadays, Yuan Guo is the most "interesting" one, recognized as the most talented, but the reputation is the least obvious, the most liberating, the most promiscuous and unscrupulous. He rests on the ordinary civil servants. This is called a celebrity. Merry, but for an official who wants to become a cabinet minister, such an image is fatal. So at that time, who should take over the mantle of Zhang Dang and which surname should Zhang Lu change to? No one would have thought of the Yuan Shi Lang who was in the Ministry of Industry, not to mention Zhao Youling, Wang Xionggui, Yin Maochun, and even Han Lin of the Criminal Ministry of comparable rank. To be more brilliant than Yuan Guo, it is difficult to imagine Yuan Guo being the first of these five to cross the 4th-Rank threshold. It is a pity that it is not helpful to have a good first hand in the overall situation. Place, otherwise there will only be a horrible end.

　　

　　 Zhang Julu clamped a chess piece with two fingers, tapped a pile of "dead" chess piled up on the edge of the chessboard lightly, and said to himself: "Chess is a good chess. A wonderful game of free play. At this time, it is too close, and the next thing is to either keep it or play too much. But it is also human nature. After losing for so many years, if you don’t win back a city, you want to win in the future. He didn't even have a chance once."

　　

　　 The first assistant glanced at the scattered chess board, lost interest, stood up, walked to the window, the green willows in the courtyard were only half yellow, and it was indeed the beginning of spring.

　　

　　 Zhang Julu fell into deep thought, turned around and picked up a red chess piece on the chessboard, engraved with the word "phase".

　　

　　 Zhang Julu smiled.

　　

　　"Before Yuan Benxi's plan was reached. One thing for one thing, it’s time to leave it to you."

When the imperial decree reached the border of Beiliang Road, a rider quietly left the city in the early morning.

　　

　　 The man in white, holding a shot of plum wine diagonally, left Beijing straight along the royal road.

　　

　　 Amidst the dull spring thunder outside the temple, Song Tanglu, the **** and eunuch, read the three imperial decree: Lu Daolin, the minister of rites, resigned from office and returned to his hometown. Yuan Guo, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, will make up for it.

　　

　　Chen Zhibao resigned from the official position, and the king was granted to Xishu. The Shangshu of the Ministry of War was promoted by the minister Lu Baijie.

　　

　　 The capital is shaking.

　　

　　 There are rumors that several veteran officials staggered and knelt on the ground, sobbing, and admonishing the emperor in court, without any subtlety in their words, and straightforwardly said that Chen Zhibao should not be released back to the mountain, and that Beiliang is a lesson for the past, and raising a tiger is a trouble. That's all, how can Chen Zhibao gain the upper hand.

　　

　　 His Majesty the Emperor responded with the four words "Retreat without incident".

　　

　　 In this way, the two new scholars, Yuanguo, Lu Baijie, who were promoted to the next level, didn't have much congratulations.

　　

　　 In the twilight, a middle-aged monk in white ridiculously brought a woman by his side to enter the city together. Nowadays everyone knows that the court is violently destroying the Buddha. The men and women at the gate of the city have their eyes widened. Unbelievable, did this monk come to Tai'an City to seek death? People in Beijing who are used to seeing big scenes also look sideways, their eyes are similar to those of monsters

　　

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　　The woman with an unusual appearance joked softly: "I wanted to see you back then. I couldn't see you on tiptoe. I had to jump around."

　　

　　 The white-clothed monk touched his bald head and smiled warmly. "At that time, I felt like a girl from which family, her feet are really good, and she jumped for many miles."

　　

　　 The woman screwed him up and hummed: "When you arrive in the capital, don't hook up with Hu Meizi!"

　　

　　 "How can it be."

　　

　　 "As long as there is a shameless vixen coming to hook you up, see if I won't take care of you!"

　　

　　"This is a bit difficult...Daughter-in-law, you can do it now."

　　

　　 "Blow, let you blow! Look at who recognizes you now? Besides, those women who are still thinking about it are already so yellow, I don’t care about it!"

　　

　　 "Daughter-in-law, don't look at it, take it to your heart. It's better not to worry about it."

　　

　　 "Isn't you looking for it?"

　　

　　"……"

　　

　　 "There are people in this world who believe that eating your meat will make you immortal?"

　　

　　 "Oh."

　　

　　 "If the heart is not sincere, what is the benefit of Jiazi eating fast and keeping the precepts. If the heart is not good, what is the use of a hundred years of monkhood and practice. I think, burn incense and pray for God and worship Buddha, it is better to save your blessings and become a Bodhisattva."

　　

　　"Huh? Wife, did you also listen to the lecture by Abbot Huixin? Don’t you like this the most?"

　　

　　 "Huh! I borrowed money from the old abbot at that time. The old monk was clearly rich, but he didn't have any money, so he talked about this with me! The monks don’t go shopping, it’s not a good thing!"

"Ha, daughter-in-law, Abbot Huixin did not say anything when he said that he had no money. In his opinion, the money is the pages of the Buddhist scriptures of the Buddhist temple..."

　　

　　 "Oh? Didn't you let Stupid Nanbei secretly hide the money to the old abbot?"

　　

　　 "Haha, daughter-in-law, look quickly, there are so many people in Tai'an City."

　　

　　 "I think we have plums, and I also want north and south."

　　

　　 "I want to too."

　　

　　"Hey, who are the two men in front of you who are trying hard to look at you? Are there other men who want to grab a man from me besides Huang Longshi? Be careful, you can help me find a brick! Find a shoot! No?!"

　　

　　 "Uh, one is His Majesty the Emperor, and the other is Yuan Benxi."

　　

　　 "Then I went to buy rouge..."

　　

　　"Should I borrow some money from them?"

　　

　　 "I'm stupid, I can not repay the money borrowed from the old abbots. If I borrow from them, can I not repay it?"

　　

　　 "That's right."

　　

　　 The two people put their hands together in front of them. Although they didn't believe in the Buddha, they still bowed to the monk in white who had traveled west for thousands of miles.

　　

　　 But the white-clothed monk turned and smiled and looked at the back of his wife's departure.

Nanzhao Huaizhou is not peaceful, and along the way, there are people fleeing, slanting wooden beams, and gravel-like piles of black gravel. The ancient woodshang road on the river where the five rivers converge has disappeared from the prosperity of the past, and there is no boat staying at the ferry terminal.

　　

　　 A little monk and a girl were standing by the ferry creek. The girl lay on the ground, poking her head out and using the fairly clear stream as a mirror, carefully stroking the messy blue silk on the temples of her forehead.

　　

　　 The exhausted girl sat up, patted the dust in front of her, and said helplessly: "Stupid north and south, those refugees can't get enough to eat. What's the use of giving them lectures? It's not enough to fill your stomach."

　　

　　"Master said that the mind arises from being born..."

　　

　　 "Stop and stop, you will feel hungry when you tell people the scriptures. If you talk about it, I will really starve to death."

　　

　　 "Oh. I'll find food for you!"

　　

　　 A burst of yin and yang words suddenly came from behind the little monk and the girl. The girl looked sideways, her brows furrowed, and she was a group of dangling scorpions. There were as many as 30 people, strong in stature, mostly wearing animal skins on their shoulders. It is obvious that Kong Wu is much more powerful to play an ordinary swinger, probably the so-called Wuxi Barbarians in the rivers and lakes. The girl stood up and pulled the cuffs of the little monk's robes, her eyes indicating that he couldn't afford it. She was not so easy to talk when she was walking around the rivers and lakes before. When it comes to fighting and beating people, she is still so-so, but after taking the stupid Nanbei beside her, she rarely causes trouble. This group of Wuxi barbarians continued to speak foul language, but the two of them outsiders couldn't understand the slurred dialect, but the barbarians' eyes explained everything. They fell in love with the girl next to the little monk. The Wuxi area in Huaizhou was devastated by war because of the Emperor Mu’s fight against the river, and the Liyang imperial court was already ineffective in controlling Nanzhao. Some powers often took advantage of the fire to rob merchants in the Central Plains, and many Zhuangzi shops were wiped out. , This is all lucky, if you lose money, you can eliminate the disaster.

　　

　　The girl whispered: "Let’s jump into the stream."

　　

　　 The little monk shook his head and said: "Aren't you hungry? How can I swim?"

　　

　　 The girl was so angry that she wanted to knock this fool on the head, but the little monk had already walked forward alone, her hands folded, and she was blocked in the middle of the road.

　　

　　 A Wuxi savage stepped forward quickly, punched the little bald donkey looking for death, stepped back, shook his wrist, pain for a while, turned his head and talked a lot.

　　

　　 The next Wuxi barbarian ran a little grinningly, leaped high, and kicked to the chest of the weird little monk.

　　

　　 The little monk shook slightly, his expression still calm.

　　

　　 The group of Wuxi barbarians were obviously shocked, and several of them began to drew sharp scimitars.

　　

　　 The girl was about to drag the little monk into the stream. The little monk turned her head and grinned, shook the bald head, her eyes firm.

　　

　　 The little monk turned around again, said silently, folded his palms for a foot, and then suddenly folded.

　　

　　 Wuxi Barbarians froze for a moment and thought they had hit the iron plate. After waiting for a while, there was no movement around them. He laughed. One of the swordsmen hit the shoulder with the back of the knife and walked with a jealous smile.

　　

　　The little monk's robes are floating around.

　　

　　 "I am Buddha Tathagata."

　　

　　 Amidst the calm stream, a stormy wave suddenly rises without warning.

　　

　　The fierce blue dragon formed by the convergence of a stream has the shape of a king's whisker! Lower your head and roar like thunder at the group of Wuxi barbarians!

　　

　　 everyone was so frightened.

　　

　　 After leaving home this time, the girl who had never bought a box of rouge sat on the edge of the ferry without any surprises, but looked sad.

　　

　　 The little monk scratched his head and squatted beside the girl. After chatting for a long time, he finally spoke.

　　

　　 "Plum, I'm just a monk, I don't know anything, I can only recite sutras."

　　

　　 "Does chanting have to become a Buddha?! Who cares about your relics!"

　　

　　"Plum, are you hungry? I will give you alms?"

　　

　　"……"

　　

　　"Something?"

　　

　　"……"

　　

　　 "Lee things?"

　　

　　"……"

　　

　　 The little monk sighed~IndoMTL.com~ sighed and looked into the distance while holding his cheeks.

　　

　　 The girl with her back to the little monk raised her sleeves and wiped her cheeks.

A team of 100 elite Qingqi escorts has seen the Youzhou boundary monument, and just a few steps forward, it is Beiliang Road.

　　

　　 In the carriage with bright yellow curtains, sits a great **** who is imprinted with a prisoner, holding a gold-lacquered box that dared not leave his hand when sleeping, and inside the box is the sacred gift from the Liyang imperial court. Imperial edict.

　　

　　The older the **** got closer to Beiliang, his eyelids jumped harder and he kept telling himself that as long as he set foot on Beiliang Road, he would be satisfied. But after all, he was lucky, thinking about it, and still didn't think the young new feudal lord dared to send someone to assassinate or reject the imperial decree.

　　

　　 Then the carriage stopped abruptly, and the old **** of the Yinshou Supervisor felt an unusual breath. He raised the curtain and looked at it, and his heart sank suddenly.

　　

　　 Near the Youzhou Boundary Monument, there are countless horses spreading to the end of the post road in view.

　　

After the spring equinox of the first year of 　　xiangfu, before the Qing Ming Dynasty, the convoy escorting the imperial decree had not yet entered Beiliang and was expelled by two thousand Beiliang cavalry three hundred miles.

　　

　　 At the same time, there was a 8,000 cavalry force at Zhuloujun Town, Linhe Prefecture, and another 6,000 troopers pointed directly at Tieshuang City, Hezhou.

　　

　　The imperial decree is not allowed to enter Beiliang.