The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 156: Water Margin
Chapter 156 Water Margin
Update time: 2014-02-21
Xu Yanbing hasn’t come back yet, and the rice still has to be eaten. Zhou Junchen, who survived the catastrophe, didn’t dare to use big fish and meat, so the royal dining room carefully prepared a vegetarian feast. Queen Yu Rourou accompanied him and was responsible for pouring rice wine in a bottle. Zhou Junchen had already taken off his dragon robe and put on a brocade robe of an ordinary wealthy family. Yu Rourou was naturally a husband and wife, but even though she did not have a phoenix crown, she still spent some ingenuity and wore a yellow auntie crown made of green and red velvet brocade. The beaded jade is one foot high, like a straight-necked goose head, which sets her slender and white neck more and more alluring, and also has the elegance of a lady from the south of the Yangtze River. As soon as Huang Man'er swallowed, he carried a powerful general from Qingcang City to settle the residence of the monks traveling west. Zhou Junchen carefully glanced at the king of Beiliang who was chewing slowly, and made up his mind to accompany eating and drinking with a smiling face, as for accompany. Sleeping, he is a big master who has the heart and power, it is the queen empress of Qingcang City who is good at it.
Xu Fengnian ignored Yu Rourou’s eye-catching Qiubo, and asked Zhou Junchen to talk about the situation of the two vassals in Fengxiang’s rumor. The spies of Beiliang are not gods, and it is impossible to do everything in detail. Zhou Junchen is the fourth of the land of refugees. One of the leaders, the news from his mouth is not low credibility. Fengxiang Wang Ma Liuke used to be an unnamed Yangzhou metalworker, and his career was similar to that of Zhou Junchen. He first gave his life to other powerful forces, but he was just an adviser. Later the old owner died in an assault. The nominal Lord of Fengxiang was young and ignorant, so he gave Ma Liu to take the emperor to the princes, and accumulated a solid family background bit by bit. However, Zhou Junchen said that this person has some chances with Landa Mountain in the Western Regions and has harbored a few since last year. A hundred monks and soldiers are extremely brave and good at fighting. The Northern Liang spy report showed that Cai Anshan, a rumored king from the Northern Liang family, was mean and widowed. He was a man who shared hardships but could not share wealth. However, in Zhou Junchen’s mouth, he turned out to be a very proud old man, who can make him really small. The human Zhou Junchen was convinced. Xu Fengnian felt that most of them were somewhat capable. As for the gang between Lin Ruo and Fengxiang, they were all horse bandits who made a living by looting. Zuojun Town did not suffer less, and this group of horse thieves were often so courageous to cross the border to search for oil and water in the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties. Once they alarmed Liu Gui, one of the great generals of Beimang, and personally led the soldiers to suppress the bandits, but made a special trip. I asked a fat man named Dong to stare at this one. The horses on the border of Gusai Prefecture were reduced a lot after this. This lawless gang was stationed in Shijiashan. Zhou Junchen said that the gang leader was a charming and charming woman, and he broke the secret. Remind Xu Fengnian not to look at the horse bandits not dealing with Bei Mang. He and Cai Anshan felt that it was nothing but a bitter trick. In fact, they were the spies that Bei Mang had planted in the land of refugees. Otherwise, how could there be so many mature horses?
Xu Fengnian sorted out Zhou Junchen’s words bit by bit, and did not find too many loopholes, so he asked: "The three old military towns plus the horse thieves, a total of 170,000 criminals, young and strong Roughly half of them, the horse can be used to fight, and the horse can be used for farming. It is a source of troops who are very greedy in the Northern Liang and Northern Mang. That is, there are more than 20 people, how many are willing to be comforted and surrendered?"
Zhou Junchen hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "The little one risked death to tell the truth, don’t have to be a last resort, just use the vagabond’s hatred with Beiliang, as long as it’s not really starving to death, it’s better to be hungry than to go. Eating the leftovers of Beiliang’s charity. As for the small Qingcang city, you can guess it with your ass. Shen Congwu and his 1,600 people took advantage of this opportunity to either stand up on their own or just ran away. I’m attached to Cai Anshan in Linyao City. I won’t run back to Qingcang City even if I’m killed. It doesn’t matter how old the prince you are. It’s useless. When that guy was six years old, he saw the elders of his clan being killed. He chopped off his head and was driven to this place where the birds do not shit, dreaming about how to get back to Beiliang for revenge. Fengxiang Lin Rumor also has many such middle-aged guys who don’t share the sky with Beiliang holding the military power. The little one is not the Northern Liang family who was destroyed at the beginning, and has no hatred with Beiliang. Secondly, he admires the prince’s ability with a heart-felt admiration. Only then is he willing to be a cow and a horse for Beiliang and die..."
Xu Fengnian put down his chopsticks and said flatly, "If you sit in my seat, how can you gather the refugees? No matter how difficult it is, you still have to do it. If you can tell you how ugly you are, you will remember your great merit. Pieces, Qing Cang is still in your pocket."
Zhou Junchen was about to pretend to be trembling on purpose. Yu Rourou who was holding the bottle coughed slightly. Zhou Junchen quickly recovered. He probably already knows the habit of this young clan king when he tells you serious things. Don’t be vague. , Straightforward is better than anything. Zhou Junchen drank a glass of wine and became courageous. Then he said: "We refugees are all lonely ghosts with no homes and roots. Well, that’s the kind of poor people who don’t know where to go to the grave to worship our ancestors during the Qingming Festival. Worms, they all believe that if you don’t stay here, there is a place for you to stay. We are not interested in long-term business here. No one has the patience to put a long line to catch big fish, just pay attention to what you can get out of your pocket now. If you give money to food, you will be yours from head to toe. If you enjoy good wine and meat every day, Lao Tzu will work hard for you. Of course, except for the "outsiders" in Beiliang, I have eaten too much for so many years. The bitterness of the prince’s house, the crossbowmen in the prince’s family came here twice in three days to kill. We are afraid and hate, hate and fear, and they are all in our bones. Therefore, in this pot of porridge of the refugees, the chopsticks are too fast and the mouth is easy to burn, and it is slow. Slowly, I heard that the prince led more than a thousand monks into the land of the refugees. This is a clever hand that the little ones want to break their heads and can’t think of. It’s amazing. There are few classics in the entire land of the refugees, so the Confucianism is here. A joke, as for a Taoist person who has attained the Dao ascend to heaven, no one is interested. They are not full of food and go to cultivating? There is only the bald donkey that many people are willing to believe. Anyway, this life is reincarnation. It’s a hard life, a big deal, broken jars, broken jars, what’s the matter, can’t you just stare at the afterlife? This guy, I’ve seen it through, as long as I want to stay a little bit, I start to be afraid of death. Speaking of me, Zhou Junchen, the young one just heard that the prince wanted to keep me in the blue sky, his heart and eyes were unavoidable. When this monk came, he would say blessings to the refugees day after day, not to let the refugees be grateful. After thinking about it, I’m not so self-deprecating. I don’t just think that if I can kill one Northern Liang Jiashi in this life, I will pay back. Killing two is a profit. However, Zhou Junchen secretly thought that the monks alone would give us some thoughts. It’s still not very useful, it’s got some real stuff, especially to fill your stomach. Our Qingcang City used to be stretched out by the Dragon King’s Mansion. We really don’t have the money to attract people’s hearts. , As long as ten cauldrons can be placed at the gates of the three cities every day, I don’t believe that no one will take the bait. No one will come a day, and there should be one in ten days and a half, right? As long as someone takes the lead, it can’t stop Refugees are flocking to...The spine thing may be considered by everyone, but it is also divided into severity, some people are heavier, and there are some who will lose their lives, but more people are still light......"
Yu Rourou timidly lowered her eyebrows to please her eyes, and interrupted Zhou Junchen softly: "If no one dares to come, you can let the weak and weak blue armored soldiers pretend to be refugees."
Zhou Junchen stared: "Woman shut up!"
Xu Fengnian waved his hand, not commenting on Yu Rourou’s plan, and signaled Zhou Junchen to continue. The latter, who was full of bad water, became a moisturizer after drinking, and his face was full of red light. He was obviously getting better, "Just use the Beiliang iron ride to crush In the three towns, the refugees will definitely not be able to beat them, and they can hide. Go to the Western Regions to hide, or even to the Beimang area. If you go to Beimang, you will miss the prince’s grand plan. With the season...Oh no, Mr. Murong Earlier, it was said that the refugees were caught between Liang and Mang, and the gains and losses were calculated according to the double share. It can be seen that it is of great use to the prince. It is really pressing for the Beiliang Iron Cavaliers. Someone must be angry and vote for the Beimang and the Southern Dynasty. It is said that in the temples of Xijing in the Southern Dynasties, there were indeed big figures who wanted to take the refugees for their own use. However, many of the policies for the peaceful people were thunder and rain. I think they were blocked by the inside of Xijing. Besides, the refugees turned poor. Not stupid, I'm afraid that Bei Mang is uneasy and kind. Once he boarded the thief ship of the Southern Dynasty, he would drive himself to fight with the iron knights of the Northern Liangjia World. Those survivors of the Spring and Autumn Period in the Southern Dynasty had only a lot more bad water than Zhou Junchen. Fighting in the nest, their own ability to harm themselves, this gang has taken refuge in the two family slaves of Beimang, they are all the experience that has been slowly accumulated by hundreds of thousands of generations of ancestors. Do you tirelessly teach younger scholars **** without seeing blood?"
Xu Fengnian took a look at him, and he smiled and said: "Don't be emotional, talk about serious things."
Zhou Junchen hurriedly pecked the rice, nodded and said: "Zhou Junchen has a policy, four words, divide and rule. This divide is divided into two types, one is regional, and the small **** Qingcang king is eliminated. You can promise that the remaining three soldiers and horses will continue to be the emperors of the land, but in name they have to go to Beiliang, and the prince will add the land of the refugees to a new state, which has two big official hats of the governor and the general, like Cai Anshan I must sneer, but it doesn’t matter. Ma Liuke, who only cares about his own well-being and doesn’t care about the life and death of others, may be tempted. What's more, Cai Anshan is ignorant and unappreciative, and he must be eager to keep his subordinates around. In this way, the refugees in the two towns The lords of the soldiers, more or less, have to have their own ghosts. Anyway, they surrendered to Beiliang, and if they really want to go to the battlefield to work hard, they are also the soldiers and pawns under their hands. They are not the officials, but You have to tell them about this matter. The second divide-and-conquer is aimed at the refugees themselves, some of whom have committed serious crimes in the Northern Liang Army. This group of people is not guilty. .There are also some people from the Haoheng family in Beiliang in the past ten years. They have been driven to us. The prince can restore their property in Beiliang. If they have official status, they can return it to them. If you look down on them too much, The family property can be halved, the official hats can be reduced, and the smaller ones can be reduced to comfort. As for the first group of refugees and locals, the guys around them are dead in their lives, and the number is the largest, but they may not be real oil. If salt doesn’t enter, aren’t their ancestral graves in Beiliang? They are allowed to return to the hometown to worship their ancestors. After seeing the blooming flowers in Beiliang’s hometown, there will always be people willing to return to their roots with fallen leaves, and there is still nowhere left to go. The desperadoes who can only take refuge in the refugees’ land, including the people of the Central Plains, and the descendants of officials who hate the Liyang court, are better to dismiss them. The prince ordered to open the door to Beiliang for them. Will be the one who is most willing to leave the land of the refugees. There is one more thing for the small ones. I have to dare to say the last one. The prince is ambitious, and the soldiers are unmatched. So Beiliang is definitely able to eat ten. Tens of thousands of refugees, this piece of fat, can be eaten better, but what a good way? Once the criminals of the three towns are recruited, for example, they are not eager to put them into the frontier army, but are sent to relatively stable ones. Lingzhou, but the salary can be very low, much lower than that of the border army or even the Lingzhou army. When they merge into Beiliang, they will be sturdy, **** and lonely characters, and most of them don’t. Worry, I will probably start wanting to go to the border to gain military merits. Hey, if you say it far, you don’t want to blame the prince. If you’re a little one, it’s a little closer. If you want to succeed in dividing and conquering, it’s nothing more than that all the high-ranking people like it all through the ages. Both the grace and power used, the young grace has already said that giving the official hat of an official, giving a bite of food to the hungry, and taking off the crime for the sinful body are all the great kindness of the prince. It is not necessary for the prince to go out in person like today. The little prince is enough to carry thousands of dragon elephants and iron horses. The little prince has already made a reputation, but it is an invincible warrior who kills the northern mang soldiers like cutting rice. The prince benevolence is in front, and the little prince is behind. Refugees with hard bones, but not so hard, just fell smoothly. Anyway, losing to such a hero is not embarrassing, isn’t it? Those who remain stubborn, if they want to die, go to die. The 300,000 iron knights from the Northern Liang Dynasty handed over by the old prince to the prince, who is vague to kill? "
Yu Rourou curled her eyebrows quietly. She was always carefully looking at the face of the young prince. It seemed that her husband’s "nonsense" could keep the position of the lord of the blue sky. The worse situation is sinking.
Xu Fengnian smiled, "You and someone's strategy of administering the refugees is a little coincident, and he has five or six points of skill. However, they have never been to the land of the refugees, which is different from you." /
Zhou Junchen even subconsciously bent over while sitting, and flattered his face: "The little ones are all nonsense. Don't you dare to compare with the masters around the prince. There are twelve similarities, they are all shit. ."
Xu Fengnian stood up, and Zhou Junchen quickly followed up.
Xu Fengnian said: "Zhou Junchen, give you two choices, either stay in Qingcang City to fight for that person, or go to Lingzhou to be a fat and deficient county guard. But I think you are safe to choose the latter, it's yours. That bit of backbone, in the future, when you encounter life and death choices, you will be a traitor to the Northern Liang in ten percent. I will definitely want you to die by that time. You, a man of peace, can barely be regarded as a capable official. Northern Liang lacks officials, but Don’t want to be an upright official with a corpse of a vegetarian meal. I don’t mind when you are greedy and greedy, but please remember not to delay doing things for the people in Beiliang. Corrupt officials, more greedy, less greedy, just one mouth and two hands, how much you can eat How much? What's more? What's more, the real valuables can't be brought in the coffin. The rich family properties are there. If you really want to use this to tell the story, the military power on the border of Beiliang can rise to a higher level, but the Xu family has not yet That’s it."
Zhou Junchen, who knelt down to give thanks, and Yu Rourou looked at each other, and both saw some visceral fear in the other's eyes.
Xu Fengnian said calmly: "Get up, you probably can stay in Qingcang for a month."
Zhou Junchen and Yu Rourou stood side by side after they got up. Xu Fengnian suddenly smiled at Yu Rourou: "I gave Zhou Junchen a county guard, and there is nothing to give you. You are written in the Beiliang spy newspaper, at least as long as you don’t want to. If so, no one will let you undress afterwards. If so, Zhou Junchen promised shamelessly that you come to Qingliang Mountain and I will stop you."
After Xu Fengnian left, there was a loud slap behind him, followed by a burst of crying, including Yu Rourou and Zhou Junchen.
Xu Fengnian walked straight out of the north gate of the Dragon King’s Mansion, which meant he was out of the city. There was a small lake in the north of the city that was only knee shallow. He squatted on the ground by the lake, grabbed a handful of sand, and gently threw it into the lake. Startled in a daze.
According to Chen Xiliang's original plan, the first thing to do is to wash Qingcang City with 20,000 iron horses and kill the grass around Qingcang, and then talk about charity.
The monks and soldiers of Ma Liu Ke were actually a deal between Xu Fengnian and the Six Pearl Bodhisattva of Mount Landa. Of course, Ma Liu Ke didn’t know the inside story. The female priest of Esoteric Buddhism who wanted the Lord of Mount Nalanda had to follow it. The Beiliang Xu family of the iron cavalry teamed up, and Xu Fengnian used this to control the vast areas of the Western Region. Of course, there is also an urgent need to form a military posture of restraining tens of thousands of refugees from the east and the west. Tens of thousands of refugees are running around. In fact, the refugees in this big pocket ~IndoMTL.com~ either surrender or die. The Beimang and Southern Dynasties deliberately spread rumors that Xu Xiao's last words were to be buried with the refugees. In fact, they misunderstood. Accidentally got half right. Before Li Yishan died, he left a brief and concise kit, and Chen Xiliang's vicious strategy coincided with it.
But in Xu Fengnian, I learned that Master feels guilty for these displaced people because of him, but he never put it in the mouth, but put it in the pen.
The ashes of the master who died without a grave were scattered on the border.
There is support for life, support for old age, and burial for death.
These are the three blessings in life that the withered man said.
The hundreds of thousands of displaced people on this soil don’t seem to be able to enjoy the same.
Li Yishan, who wrote the 20-year history of refugees, "Zhiqiulu", self-titled Water Margin Mountain Ghost in his twilight years.
Water Margin, even in the wild.
Wild ghosts by the water.
Maybe it’s because from the master’s point of view, he is different from Zhao Changling, the son of the family who took thousands of servants to join the Xu family. He is different from the Chunqiuyang, who is committed to peace in the world. He Li Yishan never left. After entering the temple, he has never kneeled before. In the final analysis, he is just like these homeless refugees who have no graves to sacrifice. He is always just listening to the wandering souls by the tide lake and the wild ghosts on the Qingliang Mountain.
Xu Fengnian leaned back and closed his eyes. Lie on the yellow sand, with his hands under the back of his head.
I ate the purple thunder of Master Liu Hao, and then I ate the bun of Yuan Qingshan, a real Qilin man.
is a little full.