The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 158: Beiliang drank 2 cups of green ant wine

Chen Zhibao left the little Zhuangzi of Yangliu Yiyi in front, and Bai Huer's face was behind Chaoge. [Wudong Qiankun]

Xu Xiao came to this quiet Zhuangzi with no exterior walls. After the maid’s green paint, most of the people in the Zhuangzi already know that there is such a person who can make General Chen, who doesn’t like to talk and laugh, become abnormal. After I sent the old man back last time, I was obviously in a good mood. Some time ago, I was still speculating whether the old man would be the manager of Li Gongde. As for such deliberate greets, guessing and guessing, you can only think that it is mostly an old general who abdicated from the Northern Liang Army, or perhaps the old genus of General Chen. Only the old manager of Zhuangzi guessed the truth, but did not dare to mess around. Propaganda, this time the Northern Liang King came in person, the old steward did not have to spend much time, but still received the shade of the backyard, and let the face of the green paint brought Zhuangzi’s homemade melon and fruit dessert, Xu Xiao had eaten a little , She smiled and got up and asked the maid to take him to Chen Zhibao’s study. The girl Luqi dare not make her own claim, but it is not easy to say that General Chen’s study did not allow them to clean up. I am stunned by the ears and eyes, and if people don’t go to the general’s study, it becomes an unwritten rule. Even if the study’s door is open all the year round, no one will go, even if the dust accumulates. The maid is in a dilemma, waiting quietly in the distance. The steward hurried over and personally led the general to the study. When he reached the door, the old steward walked away with a suspicious green paint girl.

Xu Xiao crossed the threshold with his hand in hand, walked to the side of the bookcase, and saw a blank sheet of paper placed on it without writing a word.

Women will bring a dowry when they leave home when they marry. When a man travels, he doesn't have to go to someone's family, so he is naturally alone.

The lychee still leaves the branches after all.

Xu Xiao put away the white paper and rolled it into his sleeves, and whispered softly: "That's fine too."

Xu Xiao looked around for a week, and the bookshelves were all precious isolated books on military history collected from the collection. They did not use the emperor woods like red sandalwood and yellow pear as the book case collection. Obviously, the pictures can be flipped and read at any time. Xu Xiao stayed for a while, thinking about some past events. I remember that Zhibao was a very wicked child when he was a child. He had a bad skin. He liked riding on Brother Chen’s neck and pulling his beard. The little bunny has bad water in his stomach. When did it start to become taciturn? Probably on the day that the scribbled mound was toasted with incense, Zhibao knelt on the grave and buried his head in the loess. Even Xu Xiao didn't know if the child was crying. Later, the Northern Liang Army began to grow. The iron hoof broke through the six kingdoms. Afterwards, he was ordered to enter Beijing. Before the father and son met the saints, Xu Xiao once talked to him frankly and asked him if he wanted to go to the territories to seal the borders and become kings of different surnames. He Xu Xiao could stay in the capital for the elderly, and get a book from the Ministry of War and fool around. Chen Zhibao went to Beiliang to be the only king of the dynasty with a different surname, and controlled the northwestern throat for the dynasty. The emperor also had this thought at the time, but that time, Chen Zhibao finally returned. Still did not agree, saying that the place in the capital was uneasy, and he was not assured that his adoptive father would be a hostage for him.

Later, when he came to the court, the emperor made another trial, consciously or unconsciously, and asked Chen Zhibao if he would work with King Yan Chi to pacify the barbarians in the south for the court. This was a force to establish two kings with different surnames, and it scared the civil and military capitals of the whole dynasty. With no expression on his face, even a general like Gu Jiantang, who has a deep cultivation of qi, was furious on the spot, and suddenly turned around with his sleeves, while King Yanchi looked up at the main hall beams without saying a word. The old Shoufu, the civil leader who is now Zhang Shoufu's teacher, knelt on his knees, kept banging his head, and the blood flow continued. That year, Chen Zhibao in white was only seventeen years old, and Xu Fengnian was only about eight years old. Over the years, Xu Xiao has begun to fail to see what the son wants, and he doesn't know where his bottom line is. The more Chen Zhibao has no desires and desires, the more he accumulates, the less Xu Xiao dare to die in old age easily. Because Ren Tu knew that once he died, Chen Zhibao, who seemed to be indisputable, could get everything. When that day comes, the Beiliang in a crack may not be enough to fill Chen Zhibao's appetite. Why did the newly enthroned Zhao family emperor make Chen Zhibao a feudal king again? On the bright side, it is magnificent and magnificent, and if you have merit, you will be rewarded. Don't mind that the two kings of different surnames echo each other, why not let the father and son restrain each other?

Xu Xiao doesn't doubt Chen Zhibao, who is self-supporting, does not want to or cannot compete in the world.

Xu Xiao walked out of Zhuangzi and muttered to himself: "I hope there is still time for both sides."

Return to Beiliang Palace.

In the lobby, there is no armored guard showing the murderous aura, and half of the six righteous sons have arrived. Qi Dangguo, who carried the flag, studied under Ye Xizhen, who was a talented young man of Zhao Changling, and Yao Jian, who was good at sacred dragons.

Chen Zhibao, Yuan Zuozong and Chu Lushan are no longer in Beiliang.

There are only four of them left, father and son.

Seeing the adoptive father who was gently sitting on the chair, Ye Xizhen and Yao Jian glanced at each other and knelt down slowly. Qi Dangguo stayed still, staring at him, looking at the two brothers who had already succeeded, his face was full of anger.

Xu Xiao put his hands in his sleeves, leaned back, and said: "Our spy agency in Beiliang has been divided into two over the years. Luqiuer is in charge of half, and Xizhen is in charge of the other half. Not long ago, there were two. Everyone spent a thousand taels of gold to buy his life and hired a blind woman named Xue Songguan to kill Fengnian. Xizhen, your life is the first mover, and Lu Qiu'er is the second mover, because of this blind female violinist. After receiving the money, there is no saying that there is no one to break her promise, so Luqiu'er's one thousand taels spent a little bit at a loss, but she only asked her to stop. Whether Feng Nian can survive in Beimang, you have to fight hard. I know, Before his death, Changling had always been very optimistic about Zhibao. He felt that as long as he could master the Beiliang iron cavalry, let alone dominate the Spring and Autumn Period, it would not matter if he would eat Beimang in the future. Changling was a warrior of the unparalleled country who could not play with the intestines. He never concealed it in front of me. He held my hand before he died. The last words clearly stated that Zhibao could become a magnificent king of the great Qin emperor. So Xizhen, you inherited the legacy of Changling, all these years. I can’t find out without splashing dirty water with my own hands, and I don’t want Lu Qiu'er to do it, but I think about it and know who is contributing to the situation, plus this is the original intention of Yishan to ask me to hide my self. Don’t blame you. Xizhen, you, just thinking about fighting for the master, proving that Li Yishan was wrong, and proving that Li Yishan is not as good as Zhao Changling. In recent years, people in the old part of Beiliang have become distracted, especially those old guys who persuaded me to become the emperor. I even held a sigh of grievance, but it never disappeared."

"As for you, Yao Jian, I have always believed in Huang Longshi’s saying that he would kill the python dragon in white clothes. For the ambition of maintaining the incense of the world, if I choose to persuade you clearly, the relationship between father and son will probably be gone long ago. In those years, how can you travel to Beiliang with the Phoenix Year, I have been holding back not to say."

Xu Xiao is really old. He put his hands on the back of the chair, and his low body slowly stood up from the chair. Back then, the young general who took the lead every time and was not afraid of tiredness and death was so difficult. Finally, I said. One sentence: "Now I can't say that it must be me right, you are wrong."

Xu Xiao walked out of the lobby, Qi Dangguo guarded at the door, his back turned to Yao Jian and Ye Xizhen.

Ye Xizhen stood up first, staggered and walked to pick up a jug of wine left by her adoptive father, holding two wine glasses between the fingers of one hand, and raising the jug in the other hand and placing it on the tip of his nose to smell it, the tearful scribe smiled He said softly: "Look, tell you that it must be green ants. You must bet with me that it is rice wine, and the rice wine will be warmed up. You don't think it is troublesome for me."

Yao Jian didn't stand up, just sat cross-legged.

Ye Xizhen sat in front of him and poured two glasses of wine.

Ye Xizhen held up a cup of green ants, wiped his tears with his sleeves, and smiled: "What's wrong, Lao Yao, don't want the broken books in your rooms?"

The expressionless Yao Jian held the glass and shook his head: "If there is anything you can't bear, leave it to Feng Nian, it's actually pretty good. He used to steal books when he was a kid, so don't worry about getting scolded by me this time. . I live or die, I am alone, but you, don’t worry about that family?"

Ye Xizhen laughed and said: "I feel relieved, I can't trust my foster father for this kind of thing?"

Yao Jian nodded.

Ye Xizhen raises a glass to Yao Jian~IndoMTL.com~ Give one? "

Yao Jian rolled his eyes and said: "If you don't touch it, you won't have a good wine in your life. Whenever you celebrate, you don't have a few catties of alcohol under your feet. You ruined it. Clink glasses with you and lose your share."

The scribe Ye Xizhen covered his face with his sleeve and drank it.

Yao Jian drank all the wine without an appointment, closed his eyes and whispered softly: "Unfortunately, there is no food to go with."

The two drank two glasses of wine, and then knelt toward the door at the same time.

Standing at the door, Qi Dangguo rubbed his eyes.

Looking at the foster father who was leaning against a red-painted pillar outside the door, Qi Dangguo closed the door, walked to the old man and squatted down, hoarsely saying: "I don't understand what they want to do so much, and live well. Is it okay?"

Perhaps Xu Xiao was tired of standing, sitting on the steps, and said softly: "Foster father doesn't know either. People who can tell me the answer, like Changling, like Yishan, have all gone."

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