The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 203: See you on the battlefield again

In the north of Xishu, there are nine mountains that are like swords. Among them, the two cliffs of the big and small swords face each other. The old emperor of Xishu used the cliff to open the door. Just because Liyang unified the Central Plains, the post road and Jianmenshan road were smashed into the cold palace. For many years, only those merchants who bought and sold small business would come and go from there. Regarding Jianmen, after the death battle between Jianjiuhuang and Wang Xianzhi in Wudi City, some people said that it was so nicknamed because of the understanding of swords in the mountains at that time. Some people even said that Jianjiuhuang was on the cliff somewhere on the plank road before leaving Shu. After engraving the sword spectrum, there are now many young Xishu swordsman rangers who deliberately go to the plank road to look for opportunities. In the summer when the peach blossoms are gradually falling, the small intestine path is inlaid between the mountain walls, which is slightly dark and damp. There is a middle-aged man riding a donkey. Whispering to himself, the unsurprisingly-looking man is probably used to the grumbling of the teenager, turning a deaf ear to it, dozing off leisurely on the back of the donkey. At this time, a group of people walked in front of him. The leader was a common mountain woodcutter in Western Sichuan. With a group of young men and women in brocade clothes, the young people's eyes brightened, and they gently threw a bunch of peach branches inserted in the bamboo box to the middle-aged. Human, urged in a low voice: "Master, hurry up, turn around and ride the donkey! And now it’s time for you to chant aloud poems! Otherwise, there are so many followers of donkey riding in the world today, and you won’t be able to show what you are. Identity. Otherwise, you can't call yourself the Peach Flower Sword God, and no one believes it."

The middle-aged man said helplessly: "I have encountered more than a dozen pedestrians along the way, and I have to chant poems every time, and I have to carry the word "Peach Blossom". There are so many poems in my stomach." /

The young man stared and threatened: "Then repeat the previous song, "Every Immortal in Youli", which sounds pretty immortal. Master, if you don't read it, I won't help you lead the donkey."

The middle-aged man is really good-tempered and talkative. He languidly turned around and rode on the donkey, holding the peach branch in his hand, and then chanted loudly, "Look at the peach blossoms in your eyes, the twilight is getting deeper and longer. The old man taught. I have three cleansing urns, and live him a thousand years to laugh at the king......"

The young man who was tired like a dog just now put on the dusty demeanor of the boy under the Celestial constellation, without squinting his eyes, and striding forward with the donkey.

The boys and girls who hired a woodcutter to help lead the way saw this scene, they were first stunned, and then someone turned their heads and rolled their eyes to their companions and said: "Hey, these two big and small magic sticks, we haven’t seen bullying. In the world, I really think it’s Deng Tai'a to get a donkey to pick up a peach and a branch? It's Xu Fengnian to get a white horse and a knife!"

The young man flushed with anger, the middle-aged man laughed, turned around again and stopped riding the donkey upside down, and threw the peach branches into the cracks in the bamboo box. The two groups of people passed by in such a light wind, and the carefully set chance encounter by the donkey boy only got countless eyes. The man looked at the back of the discouraged boy, and chuckled: "Are you angry? Don't be angry. In fact, the master wanted to tell you a long time ago that there is always a real person in the rivers and lakes that is not real..."

The boy snorted coldly, obviously still in anger.

The middle-aged man comforted and said: "Okay, Master's entry into Shu will definitely show you the beautiful scenery all over the land."

The young man was silent.

The man had no choice but to laugh: "Or the master will come and walk with a sword to give those people a long experience?"

The young man sighed: "Forget it, those guys have eyes and no beads, they are also at a disadvantage anyway."

The young man has the sadness of a young man. "Master, I didn’t say you. Among the four great masters in the arena, Cao Changqing admires you. Later, he fought with Tuoba Bodhisattva and wept ghosts, even Xu Fengnian’s flying The sword was still given by you, but now it is said how overbearing Cao Changqing defeated the useless monk, and how Xu Fengnian and Tuoba Bodhisattva fought for thousands of miles in the Western Regions. Ah."

The man joked: "Then why do I teach you swordsmanship, every time I fish for three days and hang on the net for two days?"

The young man was very old-fashioned and sighed heavily: "I don't know myself, I have neither the roots nor the qualifications. If I can't be an apprentice, I have to think that Master is more promising."

Many smiled and said: "You guys really want to go!"

The young man suddenly turned his head and asked: "Master, you accepted me as an apprentice back then. Look at Wang Xianzhi, the bridegroom, Lin Ya, and the others are all first-class martial arts masters, so I can follow Say yes, don’t expect me to help you make a name for yourself in the world."

The man said very freely and freely: "Master, what do I want that reputation? Besides, it’s amazing to live and die without regrets. Do you think Cao Changqing and Xu Fengnian Tuoba Bodhisattva can do this? They, ah, You can’t do it. If you die tomorrow, the apprentice, you can live on your own, so I don’t have too many people and things to worry about. Xu Fengnian can’t let go of his father’s family background, and Cao Changqing can’t let go of Da Chu’s. Jiangshan, Tuoba Bodhisattva can't let go of fame and fortune. Don't envy such a land **** who is not happy."

The boy sighed: "It's really tired."

Deng Tai'a, who is the real Peach Flower Sword God at a fair price, smiled and said, "Isn’t it because I said that, you don’t feel so tired from holding a donkey?"

The boy said hey, not like having fun in hardship, but sincerely saying: "Master, it's really true."

There was a movement behind the two masters and apprentices. The teenager turned his head and saw that it was the son-in-law who had gone back to stop not far away, and then sent the woodcutter to run to them, seemingly embarrassed. Rubbing his hands to Deng Tai'a on the back of the donkey, smiled and said, "Can you discuss something?"

Deng Tai A smiled and said: "Brother, you say."

The woodcutter lowered his voice and said, "Big brother, I’m sorry, those rich kids say they want to buy donkeys from you, I can’t afford to offend them, there’s no way I can only run this leg, big brother, if you are If you are willing to sell, I think you might as well raise the price and ask for two to thirty taels. I guess they don’t care about the price difference between ten and twenty taels."

Before Deng Tai A spoke, the young man was already furious and did not anger the woodcutter. Instead, he turned around and shouted to the wealthy boys: "Let's don't sell donkeys! Don't sell them for ten thousand taels!"

Deng Tai'a, who turned the donkey's head, touched her chin and said softly: "If it's gold, sell it."

The young man who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos adds, "If you are lucky, the master said, ten thousand taels of gold will be sold!"

The woodcutter shook his head. These two people really don't know the sinister things of the world. If the group of annoyed young people in this wilderness and ridge behaved maliciously, would it be possible that they would report to the officials after they went down the mountain? Along the way, the tone of these men and women are all very big, and one general of the prefect of a certain county is not like an ordinary background. It's a good spirit. Just when the woodcutter was praying for peace and quiet, the seven or eight people had walked violently and quickly. One of them was a young man with a strong figure and a saber at his waist and took his scabbard from his waist. Pointing to Deng Tai'a with a sneer: "Old guy, don't be shameless, this son is big-hearted, and I will give you a chance at the end. I bought this donkey for fifty taels of silver. It's not that we can't afford a higher price. , This son once spent a full four thousand taels of real money in a month! However, I have always had a purpose in life, that is, even if you are a bully, you have to have a bottom line."

The young man struggled to suppress the anger in his chest, "Master, you can bear it? Anyway, I don't want to bear it anymore, I have to do it! I can't deal with the grandmaster, but I'm quite enough to deal with these guys."

Deng Tai'a glanced at a pretty young woman in the team, then glanced at her apprentice, who swallowed with a guilty conscience.

Deng Tai'a looked at this apprentice who had quietly grown from a child to a teenager. He rescued this orphan by the snowy road. For so many years, it seemed that this child was taking care of himself and this master. At that time Deng Tai A has just left from the Wu Family Sword Tomb. He is not a Peach Flower Sword God. He is unknown in the world. He has no interest in shaking swordsmanship with others. He can bear and endure things. In the past few years, he was this stupefied apprentice. Seeing injustice every time, that small body was naturally beaten into a pig's head again and again, probably this is a natural chivalrous heart, it is exactly what Deng Tai'a does not have, for Deng Tai'a, everything in the world, except for the sword in the heart , It's all about hanging up high. Then one day, I heard a storyteller's "The Romance of the Rivers and Lakes" in a restaurant. I commented on the sects and masters on the rivers and lakes. The little apprentice suddenly said that he was going to practice martial arts. Deng Tai Axiao asked him how he learned martial arts, and he said still I didn't think about it well, I learned it first before thinking about other things. Deng Tai'a was also happy to throw away this drag oil bottle at the time, which secretly prompted him to enter a small gang. When the child considered to be "unnatural" suddenly became a direct disciple of that small sect, and it didn't take long for him to practice martial arts. The energy to develop a super master quickly ran out, and martial arts training was commonplace, but because as a direct disciple, he had one or two small pieces of silver every month to get, it turned the child into a small fortune addict. When Deng Tai'a, who was uneasy about him, had to show up, the surprised kid saw Deng Tai'a at the gate and said that he would ask him to go out to the restaurant to have a good meal, and then ran back to the sect and took almost all of it to save. It turned out that the child bought a knife for Deng Tai'a and Zongmen. Because the child used to travel with Deng Tai'a, she occasionally heard Deng Tai'a sneer at the swordsmen of the world, and felt this. A lifesaver who can't afford weapons should not like swordsmen but longing for a career as swordsman. Since then, Deng Tai'a has accepted the only apprentice in this life. And that knife was replaced by a donkey at a discount. When Deng Tai'a went to the Wudi City in the East China Sea to fight with Wang Xianzhi, it was also a time when the peach blossoms were in full bloom. Master has a lot of attention, and he persuades Master not to fight with people with his bare hands. It is too bad. In the end, his mouth was broken and he did not persuade the Master who was unwilling to carry the sword. The child had to point to a peach tree angrily and said that Master is good or bad. It's okay to use a peach branch as a sword.

And then, there will be a Peach Flower Sword God riding a donkey in the rivers and lakes.

Since Deng Tai'a became famous, this apprentice still has complaints of one kind or another, complaining that his master failed to win Wang Xianzhi. It is the old monster Wang who has taken advantage of his age, and he is invincible. Complaining that Deng Tai'a gifted the box of twelve flying swords to Xu Fengnian, but he was not complaining that the master had good things but didn't read the apprentice first, but that the master never revealed the flying sword in front of him. As an outsider, he also had a cold war with Deng Tai'a for more than half a month. The young man also complained that this river and lake had no eyesight, his master was obviously the master of murder, but he wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with the other three.

Amidst the trivial complaints, Mrs. Deng felt that her ears were about to become calluses, and then suddenly one day, she found out that she, the apprentice who seemed to be a little grown up, really grew up, and began to sneak peeking at the road. The beautiful woman you met, huh? It turned out that a little bit of scum appeared on the lips. Just when Mrs. Deng was in a trance, the burly young man pointing with his sword angrily said, "I have a bad temper...Hey, old man, don't be shameless. It's a shame that Lao Tzu is not that kind of bullying. Unscrupulous boy, otherwise you would have been beaten down, hurry up, fifty taels of silver, the donkey belongs to me, you and that boy take the money and get out! Enough for you two paupers to go to the best restaurant in Shu. The sea has a drink!"

Deng Tai'a turned over and lowered the donkey, patted the back of the donkey, and looked at the apprentice who was less impulsive than he was when he was a child. Back then, he knew that he could not beat him, so he wanted to rush up and be beaten. Now it is his Tai'a Deng after all. Apprentice, let's not talk about fighting with first-class masters, it is certainly no problem to support twenty or thirty moves under the hands of the second-class masters, but he doesn't like to get close to those little jokes. Deng Tai'a ignored the anointed beam boy who was actually not too bad, walked to his apprentice, touched his head, and lazily smiled: "Apprentice, although you are not very promising, but Master, I have you like you. Apprentice, just feel very happy."

The boy said with horror: "Master, what's wrong with you? Isn't it sick?"

Deng Tai A smiled and said: "Just happy."

In the crowd, an over-alcoholic young boy shook his folding fan. He didn’t see the middle-aged uncle riding a donkey at all, but the little bunny’s eye tricks were so nasty that he dared to secretly look at the man next to him. A favorite woman, when she didn’t find it? ! The dignified only daughter of Lieutenant General of Yizhou in Xishu, is you a boy with a donkey that you can covet? ! He closed the folding fan with a very skillful slap, and smiled at the young man: "Fifty taels of silver, which is a lot. If you are longing for the world, you can buy a good weapon. If you are interested in the imperial examination, you can buy some books."

Deng Tai'a laughed when he heard the words of yin and yang and hidden needles in the cotton. His apprentice rolled his eyes and said to Deng Tai'a: "Master, let's go, don't pay attention to them."

Taia Deng nodded, but said: "Give me the bamboo box."

The young man frowned and said: "Don't, although I am afraid of tiredness, I am even more afraid that our donkey is tired. Master, you are carrying it on your back. In the final analysis, it is not that it is carrying it on its back. It is not young anymore."

Deng Tai'a stared and said: "If you want to, you will give it."

The young man was reluctant to take off the bamboo box and hand it to Deng Tai'a, inevitably there was another murmur.

The big sword and the small sword faced each other with two cliffs, and there was a gale whimpering between the mountains.

Occasionally, birds fly by.

Deng Tai'an had to carry the box by herself, and then smiled to her apprentice: "You go down the mountain first."

Deng Tai'a made a weird action in the next instant. He pulled out the peach branch from the bamboo box and threw it high.

Just when everyone was at a loss, suddenly someone was shocked by the sharp eyes and discovered that after the peach branch was thrown out, it was actually hovering in the air!

Even when he was young, he felt at a loss. Deng Tai'a gently pushed his shoulder to the side and yelled: "Heavy and lift the sword, step on the mountain!"

After hearing the sound of the young man who was pushed out of the plank road between the cliffs by the master, even at the high altitude between the two cliffs, he subconsciously made the sword-stepping pose that controlled the sinking of the Qi machine.

The boy happened to step on the peach branch.

This scene is like a fairy sword.

After a brief panic, the young man who followed this sword **** even though he had never eaten pork but had seen a pig run suddenly burst out laughing and yelled, "Go down the mountain!"

The young man's sword stepped on the wind and went down the mountain.

The lingering sound of laughter echoed among the cliffs for a long time.

How many young men in the world dream of walking the rivers and lakes with the sword?

How many people can fly around the rivers and lakes like the young donkey, like the imperial wind fairy?

Deng Tai'a rode on the donkey again and joked to the dumbfounded young people: "Fifty taels of silver, I really can't afford this donkey."

Finally, Deng Tai'a glanced at the little lady in her apprenticeship, and said with a smile: "Girl, remember, that young man, he, who has been talking about Wudi City face-to-face with Wang Xianzhi, with that Cao Changqing I have drunk at a table, and pointed at the nose of Guangling Prince Zhao Bi's nose. Of course, the most important thing is that this guy gave me the nickname of the Peach Flower Sword God, amazing?"

The young woman was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

The hoof of the old donkey struck the ground leisurely, further and further away.

The Peach Flower Sword God on the back of the donkey suddenly felt a little regretful. Three of the four great masters, Tuoba Bodhisattva had already beaten him, but Cao Changqing couldn’t do it. Then he didn’t know if there was any chance for him in this life. Discuss with the kid surnamed Xu.

Boy, don't die.

If you die under the horseshoes of the Northern Mangman, wouldn’t you feel awkward?

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After the death of the king and old monster in Dinghai City in the north of Liang, the status of Wudi City plummeted, especially since the bridegroom and others left the East China Sea. After a long period of turbulence, this holy place of the rivers and lakes in the past, the city was divided. There are many large and small forces, especially without the restriction of the prohibition of armed forces. It is often difficult to find a higher position as a battle site for the frequent invitations to fights between masters, and there are countless armed fights between the sects. , It is said that some good people have calculated that there are as many as 60 sects that have suddenly risen and disappeared within only half a year. Of course, many of the so-called gangs are three or two cats and puppies. All this chaos, until that The young man surnamed Jiang started to stabilize after half a year in the city. As for his young identity, there are many speculations. Some said Jiang Fuding was Wang Xianzhi’s true retreat disciple, and some said Jiang was similar to Qi Xuanjian’s exile. The immortal, possessed of great fortune, is the disgusting person of this generation who ultimately restrained the King of Northern Liang.

Jiang Fuding, who was lonely in Wudi City, did not hear about the world, but was playing the tide at that city day after day. The handsome man who was originally hanging from the waist with a **** crossing the river into the cold to provoke the King of Beiliang The son, his fair skin was tanned like a fisherman. Ever since the master of boxing, Lin Ya, left the city of Emperor Wudi, Jiang Fuding has not drunk anymore. In fact, it is not a dove occupying the magpie’s nest. Wang Xianzhi’s residence has become a land of no owner. He Jiang Fuding dominates the king with a pair of fists. The old monster's former residence, those who were not convinced and did not have eyesight shattered his body.

This night, a bright moon is born on the sea.

In the light of the moonlight, Jiang Fuding seldom took a pot of wine and sat on the head of the city, sitting cross-legged, drinking slowly. This extremely secretive young man was once young and frivolous. He was a big city in Tai'an. Among his peers, he disliked the two sons of General Gu Jiantang as too rigid, and disliked the four princes who had good reputation but had no ambitions. , I disliked the eldest prince Zhao Wu as vulgar, disliked that Huang Zi Gongqing's children were all wine bags and rice bags, and in the end they only fell in love with Zhao Kai, the illegitimate son of the first emperor. Before Zhao Kai returned to the capital from Shangyin Academy and died at the Tiemen Pass of the Western Regions, the two were drunk. One said that he wanted to make an immortal contribution to the Liyang Zhao family, and the other said with a smile that the country belongs to you. Own to me, what if you help Zhao Kai sit on the dragon chair in the future, and give me Jiang Fu Ding a Xiaoyao King?

Jiang Fuding stared at the bright moonlight on the sea in a daze. Competing for identity and family status, Zhao Kai is the emperor's son and a disciple of Yang Taisui. He was the son of the emperor's teacher from Liyang. Although he was completely incognito in order to cope with the endless assassinations of revenge since his childhood, he did not share the surname of that man, but the top group of people in Tai'an City, again Who would dare to underestimate him? The youngest son of Wang Xionggui, the former Shibu Shangshu, and the guy who is now the leader of the four princes in Beijing, had a conflict with him in his early years, but he came to honestly kowtow to admit his mistake that night afterwards. When Jiang Fuding was young, he said he wanted to practice swordsmanship. The vague man asked for Gu Jiantang's knife book for him. Gu Jiantang, who was still a book in the Ministry of War at the time, even Fang Cunlei personally taught him. Ouchi Arsenal took out the **** that crossed the river. During the more than ten years, no less than 20 martial arts masters fed him, and among them was Liu Hao, the great celestial realm with the same aloof status!

In that case, why would Jiang Fuding lose to that surname Xu?

Jiang Fu Ding threw the hip flask into the sea fiercely, and shouted: "How can I be willing, how can I give up?!"

Jiang Fuding panted, and took out a book from his arms. He seemed to want to discard it like the hip flask, but he raised his arm, and finally threw it away without saying it.

This book is the real relic of his father.

The man whose real name is not well known was once a well-deserved emperor in Liyang, a counselor of the great wisdom and demon of the Liyang dynasty. His opponent is Xun Ping, Huang Longshi, Xu Xiao, and Yanchi Wang Zhao Bing. It was the "Spring of Yonghui" led by Zhang Julu.

Jiang Fuding muttered: "Father, you have never lost, so how can I compare to you?"

Jiang Fuding slowly retracted his hand, and looked at the yellowed book with a dull expression. The title of the book was written in meticulous italics, with a very strange name, "Night Sailing". Jiang Fuding knows the reason, because the man once mentioned that the world's knowledge is the most difficult to deal with in the night ship. At the beginning of this book, a ridiculous man of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, together with an old boatman, and the four of them were going boating in the sea. Confucian scholars said that the science of economics and benefiting the people is a majestic righteousness, and Taoists said that eternal life. The technique is mysterious and unparalleled, and the monk said that the deepest Dharma, the goddess scattered flowers. The boatman became more horrified as he listened, and almost lost the bamboo wormwood in his hands. Later, the more he listened, the more sleepy and confused, he accidentally lost the wormwood, making it impossible for the four of them to return to the voyage and land ashore.

This book was handed to Jiang Fuding personally after Yuan Benxi took Song Keli out of Beijing to travel the north and south of the Yangtze River when he came to Wudi City. He only said that the stories in the book are just hearsay, strange stories, like ghosts and symbols, which are difficult to be elegant. It is purely an old master’s boring trifle. It is useless except to turn a few pages for his son. .

This book contains more than two hundred thousand words, so every page is extremely dense. Jiang Fengding can fully imagine the scene without magnificence. An old man who is slightly lonely is playing with Yuanpu. When I was on duty in the Hanlin Academy, I had a pot of cheap and good-quality wine, a plate of peanuts that smelled like a knife, and a shot of the old rabbit like a knife, sitting alone and drinking. The writing was extremely slow and extremely sketchy. Wei, whenever I write to my satisfaction, I take a sip of wine...

Jiang Fuding carefully put the book back in his arms, lay down on his back, looking at the bright moon above his head, "When I was a kid, you told me that heaven and earth gave birth to my seven-foot man, that is to win and be a hero, lose Be a hero, die a ghost."

Jiang Fuding closed his eyes and said bitterly: "But you and I are the last, but said that as long as I live well, it's enough."

In the long silence, this young man who was the most lonely in Wudi City seemed to have fallen asleep.

In the morning sun bathing, after finally opening his eyes, Jiang Fuding sat up and whispered: "I think it's good, the world can forget one hundred and one thousand Jiang Fuding, but can't forget that Yuanbenxi!" /

Jiang Fuding stood up again, his teary eyes dimly said: "Father...I'm going to ask Zhao Zhuan and Li Yang for this account for you, and I'll help that Zhao Zhu sit on the dragon chair... I... miss you very much."

"Surnamed Xu, if you are lucky not to die, then we will see you in the temple..."

At this moment, a little boy with a small bamboo cage in his hand trot up to the city. Although his clothes were shabby, he took care of himself quite neatly. When he was silent, there were children of the same age on that clean face. Without a solemn look, the child who trot all the way saw the familiar slender back, breathed smoothly, raised his feet, and then shouted: "Jiang Fuding!"

Jiang Fuding cleared up his emotions and turned to look at this child born and raised in Wudi City. He seems to be an orphan. An elderly couple in the city adopted him and opened a bun shop not far from Wang Xianzhi’s old residence. It is said that Wang Xianzhi used to be an orphan. Among the apprentices, the bridegroom and Lin Ya like to go to that small place to eat breakfast. The seven or eight-year-old child naturally has a high vision. The child has a scrawny dog, and he walks the dog all over the city if he has nothing to do. Just like a general led his troops to patrol the jurisdiction, Jiang Fuding had no one to help take care of his life after arriving at Wudi City, especially after Lin Ya left the East China Sea, he was very particular about all the time, so breakfast was served at that bun. Shop at will. Every time I spend 20 cents on a small steamed bun with thin and juicy skin. As time goes by, I become familiar with the child who collects the money, and occasionally teases what I do. Jiang Fuding wondered how an easy-going couple taught such a weird child with an old and pedantic atmosphere.

Following the old couple and the child with the surname Gou, handed the caged bun to Jiang Fuding, and said seriously: "Twenty cents, first record it, if you forget, I will remind you."

Jiang Fuding said helplessly: "I don't care, it's only twenty cents, and you are indispensable."

The little boy stared and said: "My surname is Gou, and my name is Fang! From the sage's classics, "Parents are here. If you don't travel far, you must travel well."

Jiang Fuding, who has been silent for a long time in the East China Sea, only when he meets this interesting child will he show a little bit of the demeanor of the first-class family in Beijing, and said with a smile: "You don't even know who your parents are, why bother." You Fang'? I think, the girl in green with your childhood sweetheart, the nickname she helped you, is more appropriate. Ignore it, the dog ignores it, how smooth it is to shout."

The child scowled and said: "Don't speak up."

Jiang Ao Ding laughed and said: "Little boy knows what manners and impolites are. I think that the scholar who told me that courtesy is a matter of law back then is the sage of Zhang Mansion's Yan Sheng Gong himself."

The child frowned, "I don't know if that gentleman has learned, but his students did not learn well, I know."

Jiang Fuding, who was ridiculed by a child, was not angry. He sat on the head of the city, opened the cool bamboo cage, gently picked up a small and exquisite bun with two fingers, raised his head and gently threw it into his mouth. Mouthful fragrance, endless aftertaste.

In the past years in Tai'an City, I can’t remember how many delicacies from mountains and seas that are known as the world’s top delicacies, but now it’s a small meat bun that costs only two cents a day, and I don’t eat a basket a day. , It will be unforgettable.

Jiang Axe and Ding smacked his mouth, ate six or seven buns in one go, and then seemed to remember some past events, he hehe laughed and said, "It rained heavily in Tai'an City, and many fish were drowned."

Gou Youfang sighed and said softly: "It's not funny."

Jiang Fuding looked down at the steamed buns in the cage, and said with emotion: "Yes, people eat soil for a generation, soil eats people once."

The child did not speak, after all, at a young age, he should not have this feeling.

Jiang Fuding suddenly turned his head to look at the child standing next to him, and said with a smile: "After the junior master of the second grade, enter the Diamond Realm, relying on perseverance. It means that if you want to have the great atmosphere of the world, you must It depends on innate roots and bones. As for the land fairy, it depends on the illusory aura. Don’t care, do you want to practice martial arts?"

The child shook his head without hesitation and said: "I don't want to."

Jiang Fuding was surprised: "In this Wudi City, you are dealing with Jianghu people every day, you don't want to practice martial arts?"

The child whispered: "I heard people say that martial arts training is a bottomless pit, and no amount of money can be filled, I have no money."

Jiang Fuding suddenly stared at the last bun in the cage, and asked in surprise: "Don't care, I remember that I have eaten ten buns, why is there one more bun today?"

The child calmly said: "Grandpa said that you people in the martial arts practice need to fight and eat more, so I asked Grandpa for one more, and I can only ask for one more, otherwise this steamed bun I'm going to lose money, it's not easy for my grandpa to make money."

Jiang Fuding was startled to cry and laugh, then smiled softly, as if he was reluctant to eat the eleventh dumpling immediately.

Jiang Fuding finally picked up the bun, slowly ate it, looked into the distance and laughed softly: "What I gave you, you may not want it, and in the long run, it may not be really good to you. . But I will leave this city soon, and I will probably not come back, but I will miss you as a kid and hope you have a good life. I hope that if one day you grow up, I Well, it just happened to have not given the soil to eat, you will come to me, and I will definitely invite you to drink."

Hearing that Jiang Fuding was leaving Wudi City, the child felt a little disappointed, but there was no expression on his face. He just nodded and said a good word.

Jiang Fuding smiled and held up the bamboo cage with one hand, looking at the ebb and flow of the vast sea, he laughed loudly: "You don’t see the three mountains and five mountains high in the sky, you don’t see the boundless wind and sand in the northwest kill people, don’t you see The river rushes to the sea and never returns! Let’s listen, your life is only a hundred years, and you want to be a god, only in a glass of wine!"

The child also followed the heroic Jiang Fuding with a smile, and joked for an unprecedented time: "When you meet in the future, you can ask me to have a good drink."

Jiang Ao Ding hurled the bamboo cage into the sea, and rubbed the child's head, "It's nothing!"

The child was stunned, and said anxiously: "Jiang Ao Ding! What did you do with the dumpling cage! I have to take it back for Grandpa!"

Jiang Fuding was shocked and speechless, very unreasonable.

Long, long time later, there will be a very cheesy saying in the arena where the older generation of masters have passed away one after another.

Yudilong is not really invincible.

Just because there is still a good way in the world.

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For the people south of the Guangling River from Yangtze River, it is hard to imagine that some places have not completely ended the frost at the beginning of summer.

This is the Liangliao, here is the black mountain and white water, here may fall the first snow of the Liyang Dynasty, and the last snow will fall, the midwinter blizzard here is called the big smoke bubble, which obscures the sky. day. In the extreme cold of last winter, two people entered Liangliao from Gyeonggibei under the personal **** of Qijiajie. The first swordsman in the capital was able to thrive and move the crowd like this. Naturally, the bridegroom of the two men was secretly trying to draw in. The master of martial arts, because the bridegroom declined. After today’s son’s retention, Emperor Zhao Zhuan asked Qi Jiajie to send him all the way to dispel the coveting thoughts of other forces. As Wang Xianzhi’s first apprentice, befriending the bridegroom is almost equivalent to that. They fully accepted Wudi City Mantle, Lou Huang, Lou Banque, Lin Ya, and the other three. Even if they can't serve themselves, they will be able to get a good relationship with these top masters who are in the same spirit. Therefore, Qi Jiajie sent a message to the emperor when he was leaving at the border, telling the bridegroom that whenever he returned to Tai'an City, His Majesty the Emperor would treat each other as a friend.

On the bank of the Songnen River in Jinzhou, Liaodong Province, there is a small village living along the river. There are about hundreds of households in the village. Most of the villages are young hunters. It is said that the ancestors of a certain family once captured two seas in their lives. Dongqing was sent as a tribute to the Dudu Mansion, which was set up in Liyang in Liang Liao Dynasty at that time. The well-prepared hard bow in this family's family as a family treasure was an extra gift from Dudu Mansion in addition to the bounty. There were two distinguished guests who lived in the village. At the end of winter last year, a group of hunters met a black blind man who did not enter hibernation for some reason. It was the benefactor who drove the giant bear away. Ask for some tips, and the children in the village also like to play with the kid who likes to wear green clothes.

After the summer, the girl in green clothes who was finally able to take off the heavy fur clothes was very happy, and she had frostbite that winter. She herself didn't feel any hardship, but she was always guilty. In fact, she didn't like Liangliao very much at first, because when she first entered here, the wind and snow were the heaviest, and the terrible weather of the big smoke cannons seemed to give her and less than a horse. Until she stopped in this village, she dug holes and fished on the icy river led by her new friends, or slid on the ice on a wooden board. She could have snowball fights with more than a dozen people her age every day. She feels fresh and happy. So when she was about to leave for Liaobei, she was unwilling, and then she didn't urge her anymore. Over time, she and Yu looked like native Liaodong people. Yu would go hunting with the village adults with their bows and arrows on their backs, and began to raise young eagles under the instruction of the old hunter, and she no longer wondered why the window papers here Stuck outside, why do every family have big and small jars of pickled vegetables? Why do adults hang in the basket when they teach their children that they are not obedient. Today, Yu is helping a family in the village to cut down the half-foot tall plant called Leymus chinensis by the locals to build houses. Of course, it is not the grass that sheep eat. Its hollow pole is just like the bamboo from her hometown. almost. She squatted quietly next to her, looking at the appearance of Xiao Xiao holding a knife and cutting a grass pole, and she felt very handsome. She remembered that Grandpa Gao left Wudi City the day before, chatting with her privately, talking about a lot of people, many of them she did not remember, only when she said that she was less than her, she was very caring, so remember clearly, Grandpa Gao said that today Swordsman in the world, so and so and so and so and so have the best chances, and so-and-so has the best innate roots, but the aptitude for sword practice is the best, and there is no one.

She squatted on the ground, thinking of that grandpa, suddenly a little sad. She actually knew his surname was Wang, but he was so tall, she liked to call him grandpa, and he was never unhappy.

Then she thought of another person.

The man called her a green robe before he died.

That person is amazing, and Grandpa Gao will admire him for most of his life.

She suddenly asked: "Less than, Grandpa Gao asked you to find that person, which is to let you take up an apprentice on your behalf, but how can we find it?"

The groom turned his head and smiled and said: "You can always find it."

She said, "I'm going to play," she ran away as soon as she got up.

Just like this little girl's brother Yu Groom smiled knowingly, always afraid that she would find the trip between the two Liao Dynasty boring and boring, and now it seems to be too worrying. The only trouble is that this girl has learned a lot of dialects and idioms from many local children, such as what you biao ah, what **** off, and what is deleted from a distance. Thinking about it, the bridegroom can't help but sweat.

As for the "little brother" who doesn't know where he is, that is equivalent to the master's behind-the-scenes disciple in a sense. The groom is not in a hurry at the moment. He firmly believes that he will meet naturally when he finds it. Kind of wonderful intuition.

Yu groom waited patiently.

For five hundred years, there was only one Wang Xianzhi, and even Li Chungang.

In the evening, the bridegroom Yu helped the villagers with their work, and before returning to the house where they lived, the owner of the house had already prepared dinner, but the bridegroom Yu didn’t know where the girl was having fun, so he had to learn how to shout like the villagers. With a scream, there was a response sound from the riverside soon. She ran back quickly and walked across the threshold with her skirt lightly, and saw that Yu and the family were already sitting on the Kang made of adobe, because she was waiting. She didn't even move her chopsticks. She grimaced at Yu, and then sat down apologetically next to Yu. The groom helplessly reminded her in a low voice: "There is no reason for the host to wait for the guests to eat."

The middle-aged village woman likes the girl in green with a heart-felt love, and quickly smiled: "It doesn't matter."

A middle-aged man with a southern appearance poured a glass of wine for the bridegroom. The man is actually a foreigner, and his wife is a local. His ancestral home is in Dongyue. He moved to Jinzhou with his grandfather and father, but compared to Hong Jiabei Ben was even earlier. It was a blessing in disguise. Fortunately, I escaped the Spring and Autumn War that burned all over the Central Plains because the western part of Liaoning was the land of Longxing in Liyang, and the eastern part of Liaoning was also stained with a lot of light, although not better than the western part of Liaoning. Enjoy the various preferential treatments of the imperial court, but the people of Dongyue Road, who are heavily taxed, are still far apart. Everyone knows that there is a king with a different surname who was "tiger out of the forest" in Jinzhou, plus the Liyang feudal lord who lived in the two Liao Dynasty. It is the king of Jiaodong, Zhao Sui, who is also very kind to the people under his jurisdiction. Although Beimang Liyang has faced off for many years, the war has not spread here, so even middle-aged men have never seen it since childhood. Fighting through the battlefield. The man’s family brought a large box of books when they were convicted of moving to the north. Even if they were passed down for four generations, fathers taught their sons to read and read, and they achieved a lot of books that many Central Plains clans could not do.

The reason why the bridegroom Yu chose to live in this house is that he feels close to middle-aged men who are extremely rare in the Northland. When the bridegroom Yu said that he was leaving the village to go to Jinzhou City in the next day, the men who had no drinking buddies would inevitably feel a little regret. Probably half a bowl of wine was consumed, and there were not too many middle-aged people who were not good at drinking and drinking. With a simple and deep taboo, he chuckled and asked, "Brother Yu, is this going to see the ancestral residence of the Northern Liang King? I'll be honest with you. It's nothing to behold. Once ordinary people can't be close, there are royal residences. His guards stared at him. In the second place, many people said that there were two or three broken houses. It is said that many people who went to Jinzhou City to join in the fun have gone out of their enthusiasm and returned."

The groom asked: "Many people go to Jinzhou?"

The man swallowed the small half bowl of wine and smiled: "No, there are more stories about this stall. We are only 80 miles away from Jinzhou, and the village found valuables. Things like mink and fox fur, especially the old ginseng that the official government forbids to dig privately, are assured to be handed over to me, the "Mr. Accountant" who knows a few words, to sell secretly in Jinzhou City, so I No stranger to Jinzhou City..."

The woman said that she had a great affection for the groom and the little girl, but when her man talked about privately selling ginseng, she still kicked him secretly.

It’s not easy for a man to say clearly that his wife’s is not the case, so he just pretends that nothing has happened, and continues: “About that famous slaughter, even if he left Jinzhou for more than 20 years, he also died in the north. It’s cool, but the people from Jinzhou still talk about it with great gusto. The last ten years are the most lively. According to legend, many of the great tycoons of the Central Plains who have had antagonisms with others have settled down. They dare not go to Beiliang to avenge them, so they think about it. To dig up the ancestral grave of the Xu family, if it weren’t for our Jiaodong King’s good relationship with Rentu, I’m afraid it would have really been a disaster. To me, the Jiaodong King also killed the pond fish for that person, otherwise the king and his elders Ability, it shouldn’t be in such a bleak situation today. Last time, you said that Huainan King Zhao Ying died in a heroic battle. Our prince did not say that it was compared with King Rentu and King Yanchi, but compared with King Huainan and King Jing’an. Isn’t it more than enough? Otherwise, you won’t be able to sit in the position of King Jiaodong. Except for Beiliang, the only place where the prince’s domain is face-to-face with Beimang barbarians? If the first emperor didn’t trust our prince’s ability, wouldn’t he? Dare to arrange like this."

Yu bridegroom nodded, and the first emperor Liyang placed the feudal lord. It was a painstaking effort to "capitulate" Zhao Ying on Huainan Road under his nose, and "send" the ambitious Zhao Bing to Nanjiang, so that he would be the same father. The mother's younger brother Zhao Yi ruled the most prosperous Guangling Road in the world, and placed the most unruly King Jing'an in Xiangfan, Qingzhou, where he was surrounded by enemies. Only Xu Xiao and Zhao Sui were placed in northern Xinjiang. The middle-aged man, who is not a scholar and never considered himself a scholar, had already drunk two bowls of wine without knowing it. He had only died of this amount of alcohol, but maybe it was because there were only a few cups of wine in his confidante, but it was another one. He poured himself a bowl, and his wife couldn’t stop it. He raised the bowl, smelled it, and didn’t drink. He looked up at the bridegroom on the opposite side. His eyes were a little lost. This middle-aged man who was far away from the gunpowder and the temple. People seem to start talking to themselves, "Dongyue, where my ancestors were located, was destroyed by General Gu Jiantang. It may not have been the work of that person Tu. Since my grandfather, I have no ill feelings towards Human Tu. I am no exception. I heard it before. It is said that Tai'an City is the place where people are most swearing and slaughter in the world, and then Guangling Road, which is known as "the seed of reading, five or six out of ten", and then there are countless celebrities in the south of the Yangtze River, and now it is even the new Liangwang. I also scolded together. It seems that the more the officials are scolded, the bigger the officials are. Among them, there is a servant of the Ministry of Rites. I heard that he is from the North Liang... Hey, so I really want to understand one thing. Guan, many people have not even seen Ren Tu and the Xinliang King, and even the rise of their family is attributed to Ren Tu’s Ma Ting Chunqiu. What kind of curse then? Brother Yu, you have a lot of knowledge, see. Your temperament, I want to come to be a person who has read poetry and books, maybe it is for my brother to solve my doubts?"

The groom hesitated for a while, and smiled: "Pick up the bowl for dinner and put down the chopsticks to scold your mother?"

The middle-aged man said with emotion: "Yes! There is no hero in a country, like a house without a pillar, and a man without a backbone."

The man drank the third bowl of wine and he was really drunk. He fell asleep under the wait of his wife. He murmured to himself, saying that if the new Liang Wang couldn’t keep the northwest, he would have to The scolding mother even scolded the young prince's father together. The middle-aged daughter-in-law can't laugh or cry, nagging that she really considers herself a high-ranking official, and you don't see you so hard to do that farm work these years. The woman was nagging and nagging, she just looked down at her man's face, which was much rougher than when she was young, and she couldn't help but smile on her slightly dark face, wondering who made you so handsome, back then But it was with many women who grabbed you, even if your crops are so-so, it doesn't matter.

After hearing that sentence, the bridegroom Yu suddenly drank a bowl of wine and said indifferently: "How sad is a country without heroes. How sad is a country with heroes but not respecting heroes."

The bridegroom got off the kang and sat outside with the little **** a bench. He turned his head and looked at her in a daze with his cheeks in a daze. He smiled and said, "Or let's go find your grandfather elsewhere. Apprentice?"

The little girl turned her head and rolled her eyes, "If I want to go to Beiliang, I just say it, I don't really care."

The bridegroom was a little embarrassed immediately. Just about to talk, the little girl said seriously: "Go, go, I miss Uncle Lou anyway. This Uncle Lou, I don’t know much when we were still in Wudi City. Take care of yourself, he is away from home, I am not at ease!"

The bridegroom Yu rubbed her little head and smiled: "Yes, yeah, Uncle Lou, Uncle Gong, and your Aunt Lin, you are all indispensable."

She hurriedly stretched out her finger and hissed, "You have to call sister Lin! If you call Aunt Lin, she will be angry."

The bridegroom Yu laughed and said: "No wonder the master said that you are not afraid of heaven and earth, but you are afraid of Lin Ya."

The little girl suddenly sighed, and finally said to the bridegroom with a sincere heart: "Less than, let's say it first. When we get to Beiliang, we won't fight with people, just talk well, okay?"

Yu Groom pretended to be surprised and said: "Huh? Who said that he can do it without arguing?"

The little girl raised her chin, and said fiercely: "I haven't said the second half yet. When you need to make a quarrel, you have to discuss something. Those who move their fists are not considered heroes."

The groom squinted his eyes and said softly: "If you walk in the rivers and lakes in the future, you will definitely become a heroine of the sky."

The little girl nodded vigorously, then put her head on the groom's knee, muffled and said: "Less, I actually wanted to go to Beiliang a long time ago, and I want to take a look at the place where Grandpa Gao died." /

Yu bridegroom nodded lightly and said nothing.

The little girl lifted her head slightly, the tears were still there, but there was already a smiley face, "Xia Xiao, Beiliang is in the northwest, then don't we drink the northwest wind every day?"

Yu bridegroom smiled and said: "Yes, there are battlefields everywhere now, maybe you have to eat a lot of sand."

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It is not easy to be an official in Beijing. Even after being bestowed by the imperial son of today as the first national player of the dynasty, Fan Chang, a nobleman in the imperial court, it is inevitable to have this feeling. Fan's family can be described as a scholar. The family, just in Xiangzhou, is not a luxury. When he was called into Beijing, he was just going north alone. He had never carried a book boy servant. He also had seven or eight hundred taels of cash on his body. It's not too shabby. I never thought of becoming a Beijing official before I knew how expensive it was. After all, Fan Changhou did not receive the honor given by the emperor, and he was not a graduate of the imperial examination, so he did not have a master house teacher to rely on in Tai'an City, and there was no subsidy from his fellow villagers in the same year, but the Beijing official, especially the Huangmen of the Imperial Academy Lang is such a clear and noble status, the residence is about matching the official authority, so Fan Changhou gritted his teeth and rented the old mansion of the Ministry of Engineering, who was returning home. For him a full two hundred taels of silver, that was the price given by the old magistrate before cutting the meat on Huang Menlang's face. If he was replaced by other ordinary officials, let alone two hundred, doubled, the four hundred taels were all ten thousand dollars. Can't hold it. The Liyang imperial court did not do everything in terms of official uniforms. Except for a few sets of court uniforms for the Ministry of Etiquette, the others needed to be provided by the officials themselves. The purchase of a wide variety of official uniforms was another large expenditure. After serving in the Imperial Academy for a while, I realized that many of the old-fashioned Hanlins who were not well-earned for making money were so poor that they needed to borrow official uniforms all the year round. What made the situation worse was that Fan Changhou was a recent celebrity in the Tai'an city officialdom, and he had a great variety of entertainment banquets. As well as the happy events of colleagues, it made this solitary young man spend money like water, plus the decentness of being a Hanlin, the pen, ink and paper needed for daily writing, and there are such and other doorways. Fortunately, Fan Changhou brought it when he went to Beijing. After more than two decades of rare and isolated rare books engraved, Hanlin colleagues are so addicted to books that even if they are poor, the old man who borrows money to buy books, after receiving this meeting ceremony, Fan Changhou began to gain a foothold in the Hanlin Academy. Moreover, he also promised that many scribes and capital officials would buy the relatively cheap multi-volume tome books in his hometown. This also gave Fan Changhou a good impression. In fact, he said that the purchase was just an excuse. It’s just love in the library at home. I believe those old fried dough sticks that have been practicing for half a lifetime are actually well aware of it, but both sides don’t say it is broken.

Officials from outside the capital mostly live in the southeast of the city. The scenery here is not bad. Southern scholars like Fan Changhou must enter the capital from here. Therefore, those Liyang Xianhuas who have achieved fame, although they are worthy Inner city's court officials are still mostly here. There are other mansions, and it is also convenient for the descendants to be supported by the towers near the water. Most of the chanting gatherings in Tai'an City are also held here. From spring to summer, near the mang species, there is an old saying that spring contends for time between day and summer. Over the years, it’s been time for mango planting. A large number of literati and elegant people held a gathering near the Xinran Pavilion. What is interesting is that I don’t know which family has such a big business. In the south of Xinran Pavilion, more than 20 acres of rice fields that are not easy to see in the north have been specially opened. , For people to enjoy, in summer, every night, I really hear the sound of frogs. This year’s Xinranting rally was particularly interesting. I don’t know if the old officials have a tacit understanding. From the book of Zhongshu, Qi Yanglong to Tantanweng, the province under the monarch, to Zhao Youling and Yin Maochun, who came to the fore in the Spring of Yonghui, did not join in the fun this year, but From Chen Wang, Yan Jiexi, Jin Lanting to Li Jifu, Gao Tingshu, Sun Yin, etc., these "young people" who declared the most prosperous in Tai'an City, almost never left, attended the Xinran Pavilion banquet all by appointment. Of course, Fan Changhou, who is in the air, is also on this list.

This gathering of humanities has no initiators in the strict sense. It just calls friends, friends, and everyone to lead people, and Xinran Pavilion is so lively as ever.

At that time, Fan Changhou had a hand-to-hand talk with the youth of the Qin Tianjian in front of the emperor and empress, and finally six people stayed for the end. Among them, Chen Wang and the champion Lang Li Jifu had a very happy conversation, "Uncle Guo" Yan Chiji chatted with Song Keli, while his fan Changhou had a good affinity with that madman Sun Yin in the matter of chess. It is very interesting that in the subsequent experience of the **** in the capital city, the development generally follows this trend. Li Jifu is often a guest of the Chen Mansion, and in the imperial court, Yan Chiji and the Song family's young phoenix co-edited the history books, which is said to be very true. Although they are not aware of themselves, Fan Changhou and Sun Yin sometimes chat about the situation. Today, Fan Changhou met with Sun Yin and went to Xinran Pavilion together. In Tai'an City, many officials would say with a smile, "Senior officials ride thin horses, but they don’t show richness." Zhengda Guangming bought a tall horse from Beiliang, and used this horse to travel every time during the meeting and on duty. It was very eye-catching. Fan Changhou had the honor to take a ride on the Shunfeng horse today and ride with Sun Yin. Near the Xinran Pavilion, Fan Changhou turned over and got off his horse. He couldn't help rubbing his butt. Sun Yin was really riding a horse in Tai'an City.

The feeling of being able to ride the desert whip, Fan Changhou is about to suffer. Sun Yin saw Fan Changhou's embarrassed appearance, and his face was full of gloat.

They came to an inconspicuous carriage in Xinran Pavilion one after another, and walked off two men wearing plain and elegant blue shirts. Fan Changhou saw that they were Chen Wang, the servant of the school, Zuo Sanqi, and the champion Lang Li Jifu. I thought that in accordance with Sun Yin’s noble nature, he would not pay attention at least when he squinted his eyes. Unexpectedly, Sun Yin actually took him to step forward. Li Jifu, who also saw the two of them, obviously did not expect that Sun Yin would say hello, and it was difficult to hide that. Unexpectedly, it was Chen Shaobao who was able to compete with Shin Saburo in the entire Liyang Dynasty. He did not look surprised and smiled at them: "Brother Sun, Mr. Yuetian, I said in advance that I still don’t drink alcohol today, I can only drink tea. It's a substitute for wine, but Jifu has already made plans to stay drunk and not return, so you can just drink him."

Sun Yin coldly snorted: "What about drinking tea, I just drink, let's have a drink alone, so I can still let the Chang waiter go to the table four, five, six or seven times."

Chen Wang smiled bitterly and clasped his fists to beg for mercy: "Brother Sun, don't bully your fellow villagers. I implore Brother Sun to point the finger at Jifu, or Mr. Yuetian will do too."

Fan Changhou smiled and said: "Sir, you can't rely on the official hat to be big, just like this, it will damage the court's decency."

Li Jifu looked at the three unscrupulously talkative three people, with some envy deep down in his heart. Although he and the minister, who is both a relative of the emperor and a high-ranking minister, had a private meeting with him, he never really let it go. Every time I go home from a gathering, I have to go back and forth and think carefully about whether there is something wrong with the wording or rudeness. It's no wonder that Li Jifu is suffering from gains and losses. Everyone knows that Chen Shaobao, the number one courtier of the emperor, will occupy a place in that small court meeting, and it is just around the corner. Moreover, compared with ordinary Beijing officials, Li Jifu knows more reliable insider information. The Zhongshu Province, which has been suspended for decades in the Liyang court, was a waste of time after Qi Yanglong became the master. Although Chen Wang is a high-ranking official of the third grade, it is very likely that he will be transferred to the Ministry of Science and Technology within one or two years to serve as the post of Zhongshu assistant who has not yet been "successful." But Zhongshu Shilang is undoubtedly the one with the most weight. It is not that Hanlin’s failure to gain a posthumous post is the general trend, but these rules do not control this Chen Shaobao, the Zhongshu Shilang in his early thirties. Perhaps he was in the old Liyang dynasty in the turbulent Wufu country. It is not shocking, but Li Jifu dare to assert that this must be an official feat of no one to come.

Zhao Youling, Yin Maochun, Jin Lanting, all the agencies are all staring at the title of "first assistant".

But Chen Wang alone was so absent-minded and strolling in the courtyard.

Perhaps many people present did not expect that the Xinran Pavilion gathering in the second year of Xiangfu left many popular and elegant events in the history of later generations.

He was praised by Tan Tanweng himself as a young artist Huang Quan who was praised as "Dong Jiazi has ghosts and gods on his wrist, and the words are like spring breeze." Dong Juran wrote the famous novel "Xinran Pavilion" for Qi Yanglong. After the minister of rites, Jin Lanting, personally spread the rice paper for him, he was so drunk and splashed ink to draw a picture of "The Drunken Eight Immortals" that was hung in the Imperial Study Room by His Majesty the Emperor on the same day, and that song was passed down almost overnight. The "Knight Walks in Beijing" all over the capital started with Sun Yin, and a total of sixty-four people including Jin Lanting, Yan Chiji, Song Keli, Chen Wang, Fan Changhou, and Gao Tingshu wrote the first move together. The long poems of the world.

Of course, in Xinran Pavilion this day, how can there be only handsome heroes and no moving rouge? The three oirans in the capital, each with their own merits, took the stage one after another, dancing or singing, especially the woman who was once on the rouge list, known as the sensual Li Baishi, that solo dance was amazing. What is even more amazing is that Li Baishi was completely silent in Tai'an City after that day, and disappeared so decisively, as if he had passed through this world from the future. Afterwards, based on what she said at the banquet, some people guessed that it was because she admired each other with an unknown swordsman ranger, and the gods and relatives have gone to the rivers and lakes since then.

If there is no wind or rain, the wind will disperse by itself.

The flow of people at the banquet did not leave until late at night. Li Jifu was already drunk and unconscious. The highest official position was also the only Chen Wang who did not drink alcohol. He wanted to take Li Jifu away personally, but was retained by others, so he couldn’t get away. , I could only ask someone to take Li Jifu back, and that person was actually Jin Lanting, the minister of the hall, and personally assisted Li Jifu with the Gaoting tree to return to the carriage. Sun Yin left too late, but when they came, the two of them were lonely when they went, and there was no one beside them. They rode their horses drunkly and ran wildly, shocking many of the graceful young girls in the capital. Fan Changhou was instigated by everyone and Wu Congxian had another "fight" with Wu Congxian. The two sides played well. Although Wu Congxian lost the game, he did not lose his momentum, which made the spectators so happy. After this battle, Wu Congxian vaguely settled. After Fan Chang, Liyang Weiqi was ranked second. Yan Chiji, Song Keli and the fellow of the nickname Kong Wuzhi left together, and "Xinran Pavilion", "The Drunken Eight Immortals" and "The Knight Walks in Beijing" were all handed over to this young man. Relatives of the emperor, he will be sent to the palace soon.

The night is deep and the lights are still bright. There are only a dozen people left in Xinran Pavilion. Chen Wang, who is known in the capital, who has never been a drinker, is left until the end. Fan Changhou and Wu Congxian have already played chess, the latter and a group of My friends returned home with joy, and the characters still staying in the pavilion were all upstarts in the officialdom of Tai'an City, and they were willing to put aside their skin to get close to Chen Wang, the central high-ranking official, but everyone was a scholar with a poem and a zeal. After drinking too much, the chatting and demeanor still does not diminish the literati's habits, and he is not vulgar. And Chen Wang has never been the kind of person who likes to make air, and he is in harmony with them. In the end, I don’t know who is still interested in it, so he spent some money calling for someone who “walked” to make money in this gathering. A musician singing girl, the girl embraces the pipa and does not apply fat powder. Although it is not a country of beauty, but the lights are swaying, it also has a kind of lovely meaning. She was timid and obviously had a deserted business in today’s banquet and did not solicit any business. Unlike other women in the same industry, although she was tired, she had already returned home with a bag full of money. This woman was sitting outside the pavilion. On the small stool, before playing the pipa, I quickly glanced at the people sitting on the futon in front of the pavilion. There were a dozen people, mostly sitting on the futon on the steps. Young men, she can also guess that since these people can appear in the Xinran Pavilion, instead of being as far away from the pavilion as most scholars, then they should be the most prominent type of people in the banquets in Beijing today. , Is the real big man in Yangyang Tai'an City, even if he is not today, he will definitely be in the future. She was lost for a moment. She was very curious about these young sons who were waiting for their pipa, if they put on official uniforms, what would it be like?

The young man who hired her to sing, sat on the low steps, smiled and reminded softly: "Girl, it's time to make a sound."

She blushed, she was a little nervous, and whispered: "The son will wait a moment, and Rong Nu and maidservant will try out one or two."

Listening to the woman gently twisting the pipa string, Fan Changhou, who was able to sit side by side with Chen Shaobao intentionally or unintentionally, smiled and said: "It is the typical Jiangzuo Wu family technique in Xiangzhou. However, it is high, not fast enough, soothing, not fuller than the northern bow, but it also has a unique interest, so the repertoire is also a small tune with Jiangnan charm. After drinking, it is really comfortable to listen to such a song."

Chen Wang smiled and nodded, and said softly: "I didn't know that Pipa was originally in my hometown until the capital, and there was a saying that it was immediately drumming. I was just a shabby scholar, and I couldn't go to the border to study. I’m ashamed to say that even if I just want to be arty, I only have the life of laughter and generosity, so for so many years I have been very aware of the current affairs and don’t participate in banquet gatherings. People say that I am not a good thing, that really praises me."

"The name of the song and song, daughter red, refers to the Jiangnan water Jiangnan wine and the Jiangnan girl..."

After hearing the woman’s crisp voice chanting before the song, Fan Changhou yelled and laughed: "Coincidentally, it means that my daughter has red wine. This custom has existed in my hometown since ancient times. When a daughter was born in the family, I would bury an altar of wine, and when I drink, it’s the day when the woman gets married. In addition, there is also the champion red, who only took out the banquet when the man in the family got the fame..."

Fan Changhou suddenly found that Chen Wang seemed to be in a trance.

"One cent of rice and millet air around the beam, two minutes of flowing water, and the sky was slightly cooler, just as one-third of apricot blossoms. A spring thunder buried an altar. Eighteen years later, daughter is red, daughter laughs, daughter Jiao, the new wine becomes aging. , Xiao Niang is waiting to put on red makeup..."

After closing his eyes and listening to Fan Chang who is singing pipa and women's singing, he finally sighed slightly. It turns out that the ending of this tune is not as beautiful as the name of the wine.

The woman in the song, after waiting for many years, still couldn't wait for the son far away, and she didn't put red makeup on other men, so she died.

According to the custom, if the girl in the family died before she was married, the jar of red wine for her daughter would be called a Huadiao, and she would have to take it out and drink it.

At the end of the song, it is said that the son finally returned to his hometown. Although he has been the champion in high school, he can only drink that jar of wine at the grave.

After Fan Changhou opened his eyes, this time there was nothing strange on Chen Wang's face.

At the end of the song, people fade away.

There was no need for Fan Changhou’s request. Someone took the initiative to borrow a horse from Huang Menlang. When Fan Changhou got on the horse, he turned his head inadvertently and saw Chen Wang standing outside the pavilion, seeming to sing with him. After a few words, he walked to the carriage.

Fan Changhou didn't have any thoughts of inquiring. Given Chen Wang's well-known character and Fan Changhou's personal knowledge of Chen Shaobao, he would never think that Zuo Sanqi standing attendant would have the slightest attempt to be frivolous.

Fan Chang rode slowly on horseback.

At that time, I was far away from the rivers and lakes, but now I am at the height of a temple.

My mentor, even Sun Yin wants to be an official now. Although I can't play your game of Spring and Autumn as the Empress Fan, I will try my best to play this game of my own.

In the distance, Chen Wang boarded the carriage. Before getting into the carriage, he asked the woman holding the pipa a word, asking her if the son in the song came home late.

The woman is timid and doesn't know how to answer. Chen Wang was just unintentional words, so he left.

Chen Wang slumped against the wall of the carriage.

Even if he married the Jinzhiyuye who was named Zhao, even if the old man was a county prince, Chen Wang never drank at the wedding banquet. For this reason, many of the children of Zhao Shixungui who attended the wedding in those days also had a lot of cynicism. , But after so many years passed, Chen Wang went to various ministries in the capital, leaping over the dragon gate time and time again, not to mention those feudal kings and grandchildren who were not successful, even those high-powered county kings, he only dared to sit on an equal footing with Chen Wangping.

Chen Wang actually brought back a small bottle of wine at this time today.

Just yesterday, he received a verbal secret message. The content is only four words, dead. Ashamed.

Being ashamed is Beiliang.

Dead.

It's just like the poor woman who waited for Huadiao from the girl red in that song, but couldn't wait for someone.

South of the Yangtze River, every family rains in Huangmei season.

In the north of the northwest, flies in the reeds.

Chen Wang drank the wine one sip.

Silent, non-stop drinking, crying.

Chen Wang's first thought at the time was to anger the young feudal lord, angering Beiliang, whom he had no longer attached to.

Everything he has done over the years, except for the silver and the gift of understanding, is more because she is in Beiliang, and he hopes that Beiliang will be stable. In the final analysis, he just wants her to be stable. For this reason, he has not been afraid of companionship as a companion tiger for so many years, and he is not afraid of the cunning of officialdom. This man with extreme tolerance, fearing that he would talk in sleep in his sleep and call out that name.

But in the end, he who can make the change of the world's version with his own words, he who can persuade the emperor to strengthen the restraint of water transportation, he did nothing.

On the official road, under the curtain of night, in the carriage, there is a man who is likely to become the second Liyang Zhang Shoufu, like a child, crying loudly.

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If the first year of Xiangfu was a year that made Liyang orthodoxy feel astonished, but still had a sense of confidence, then the second year of Xiangfu was a year of ups and downs that made people increasingly uneasy.

In the late spring of this year, under the personal leadership of Cao Changqing, the Western Chu rebellious arrogance was overwhelming. The Qingzhou navy under the leadership of Jing'an King Zhao Xun was unable to rescue him, and the Guangling navy of the feudal king Zhao Yi was wiped out. This also directly led to the balance of power that Song Li had finally won on the land of Guangling Road, which was easily broken on the surface of the Guangling River. What is even more worrying is that the Southern Xinjiang Jinrui Army, as the most important reinforcement force, had to evade its edge after the Qingzhou Navy, which was less powerful than Guangling, could only land from a few narrow ferry crossings on the upper reaches of the Guangling River. At the same time, the feudal lord Zhao Yi, who had lost all naval forces, was defeated like a mountain. As Xie Xikui personally presided over the Eastern Front, echoing the Xichu Navy’s descending along the river, Zhao Yi’s remnant army could only shrink more and more. The land regained by Li's hands was as if they were all offered with both hands. The battle on the river caused the whole body to be affected. The army of Lu Shengxiang, the coach of the Southern Expedition, had to stop and stick to a few key passes in place to prevent the Xichu Xie Xifeng from sending the army to the north to counterattack. This naturally made the situation that the Liyang court originally anticipated the confluence of north and south and the confluence of east and west, until the capital of the West Chu was blocked, and became a fantasy.

Fortunately, at this time of national turmoil, there is still a gathering in Xinran Pavilion in the capital, which means that the people's hearts are still stable, and Chen Zhibao led 10,000 elite soldiers out of Shu, and on the east line of the two Liaoning and the border of Jibei. , Dazhuguo Gu Jiantang and the new Jizhou General Yuan Tingshan both fought a series of beautiful victories.

At noon, on the Guangling River, several large-scale boats that were newly changed to hang the **** flag went upstream. They did not stop on the river outside the capital of Xichu, but continued to sail up the river. These warships were all The Jiangshang War was captured from the hands of Guangling King Zhao Yi. Funny to say that these boats that were supposed to have exerted great power in that battle were almost intact before they changed their owners. Standing on a towering ship in the center, a group of people leaned on a railing. The man with frosty white temples and blue shirts are elegant and elegant, and there are young women with purple sword boxes on their backs. There was also a group of court servants who temporarily boarded the ship from the capital to enjoy the scenery, chatting and laughing. Among them, two young men are the most eye-catching. If their identities are aside, one looks plain and restrained. He is only eye-catching because of the position he is standing. He stands beside the middle-aged man in the blue shirt, faintly wrinkled. The brow is very different from the relaxed and comfortable of most military commanders and ministers on board. Another young man was about to make people's eyes light up sincerely, and had to marvel that there was such a handsome man in the world, with a white robe and jade belt, standing against the wind, really like a god, enough to make others feel ashamed.

The four people at the top of the bow are Cao Changqing, Jiang Ni, Xie Xifeng, and Song Maolin.

Now Xie Xikui's reputation in the Liyang Dynasty is so great that even the common people have heard that there is a great genius general in the Xichu rebels, almost like the posture of the Spring and Autumn Soldier, Ye Baikui.

As for Song Maolin, although he was a young star in the temples of the Western Chu, he was not much better than Xie Xikui, who made brilliant achievements in battle. The two of them have one literary and one martial art, and they are called the two masters of the great Chu. Because of Song Maolin's outstanding appearance, he seemed to be an immortal in the world, and his literary talent was brilliant. In addition to the Great Chu Shuangbi, he also shared the saying of "Northern Xunan Song" with the northwestern king. Song Maolin was born as a tycoon, and this is probably the true prince of heaven.

Cao Changqing, the backbone of Xi Chu’s master with stronger frost on the temples, suddenly turned to Xie Xikui and laughed in a low voice: "Why, finally driving away a Song Li, but Chen Zhibao from the east arrived at the Qingzhou Navy, and from the south came a Wu Chongxuan, Lu Shengxiang in the north is also really in charge of the military, feel that the evil battle has just begun?"

Xie Xiwei said softly: "If General Kou was still there, it would be much better."

Cao Changqing smiled casually and said: "Don't worry about that guy, he has a big temper...well, my heart is not small."

It seems a little taboo, Xie Xiwei was silent.

Cao Changqing sighed and said: "Master Sun said last year that the Western Chu had dragged down Cao Changqing. I want to say to you now that it was me, Cao Changqing, that dragged down you, a student."

Xie Xikui shook his head and said: "Sir, don't think about it. My disciples have been the people of Da Chu for generations. Da Chu gave birth to me, Xie Xikui, and I can die for it."

Cao Changqing laughed suddenly, "There is a young man who really should know you so that he knows what a scholar is. That guy, the resentment against us scholars was not small. He saw Tangxi sword fairy Lu Baijie on Jiangnan Road. On the first side, I asked, "Can my husband sell me a few pounds of benevolence and morality?" As for him, he didn't have a good face after seeing me."

Xie Xikui wondered: "But I observe various measures in Beiliang. In Daxing Academy in the territory, I am very kind to scholars who go to Liang. New Liangwang is not like this kind of person."

Cao Changqing knowingly smiled and said: "Maybe it is because a man has a burden on his shoulders, he can no longer do whatever he wants. Anyway, Xu Fengnian is indeed the most interesting young man I have ever seen in my life, not even one of them."

Then Cao Changqing laughed coldly and laughed at herself, and said: "Even if I was praised by Cao Changqing, Xu Fengnian would not feel any honor, right? After all, he is the first king of Liyang with 300,000 cavalry. At the same time, he is also the great master of martial arts and me, Cao Guanzi. So no matter how good I say, it can only be regarded as a sympathy? To be honest, I just met that kid a few years ago, but I never thought it would be today. Knowing that I should have beaten him back then, now I’m bragging to talk to you."

Xie Xiwei was a little bit sad for no reason. Although her husband has always been approachable, he is not such a talkative elder.

Cao Changqing seemed to see what Xie Xikui was thinking, patted the young man on the shoulder, and smiled: "Young people do young things, frivolous and frivolous. It's okay to say sorrow for new words. Then do things that are responsible. As for the old age like me, then you have to obey the old honestly, and occasionally rely on the old to sell the old, it is one of the few pleasures in life."

Xie Xiwei smiled far-fetched.

Mr. Cao, who is most proud of Da Chu, will grow old?

Cao Changqing slightly lowered his voice and said: "That guest will come in secretly in the evening. You and Song Maolin will stay by my side at that time, and you don't need to do anything."

Xie Xiwei asked worriedly: "Why is the saint's family with a heritage of more than 800 years, why should the present-day Emperor Yan Sheng meet his husband? The students don't understand that this is the end, what can I say?"

Cao Changqing did not immediately give an answer.

Liu Songtao, who became a Buddha in Landa Mountain of the Western Regions, came to him to persuade him to let go.

Those who want to come to Yan Sheng Gong should be similar.

The kings and the princes will die in one word, and the righteousness lies. Our scholars are full of passion and generosity to die without fear.

But if someone can say whether a person is a long-lived person or a stinking person for thousands of years, will he calm down and think about it?

Cao Changqing looked at the sky and murmured: "When the family and the country have to be put down, they can only put it down. The rivers and lakes can be put down. But some, I just want to put it down, even if I read more books. No matter how much you know, the same is true."

Xie Xifeng travels thousands of miles.

If one day in this life I can fight the Beiliang Iron Horse on the battlefield dignifiedly, I will die without regret.

But such an opportunity is impossible.

Jiang Ni didn't know when he went to a secluded place, watching the waves of the river roll by himself.

Song Maolin hesitated for a moment, but came to her and said softly: "Princess."

Jiang Ni, who turned his back to the banished immortal, didn't move at all. Obviously, he wanted to pretend not to hear, so that Song Maolin would be interested in casual people.

Song Maolin smiled bitterly: "Princess, I only have to say a word, and I will leave after speaking."

Jiang Ni had to turn his head and said calmly: "You said it."

Song Maolin has a gentle voice and said softly: "Weichen can also guess where the princess went some time ago and who she has met. Weichen dare not dictate anything. I only hope that the princess should not take such a risk in the future. There are many in the world. The matter should be borne by the man, and there is no reason for the woman to help."

Jiang Ni let out a cry, but unfortunately there will be no more details.

Song Maolin smiled and said goodbye.

Only the next moment Song Maolin felt a surprise when the princess called his name.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and turned slowly.

Jiang Ni smiled, "Someone asked me to give you a word, and he said that if I let him see you next time, he will definitely beat you...no one knows anyone."

Jiang Ni felt that he was already quite kind, so he replaced the word father and mother with someone who was less hurtful.

Song Maolin's face was stiff as if struck by lightning.

Poor banished fairy.

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On a border line between Beimang and Liangliao, a heavily armored cavalry army whizzed past almost under the eyelids of the guard sentry in Liyang.

The leader is the newest coach of Beimang Eastern Front, a legendary figure who is somewhat similar to but very different from the Chunqiu survivors who entered Beimang from the north by Hong Jia. This old man did not take root in the Southern Dynasties. Instead, he traveled alone on the Beiting grassland. It is similar to the Taipingling’s travels to Yangjiang and Mountain. Although he is nearly half a hundred years old, the old man in armor is still not very old now, vaguely. It can be seen that when he was young, he must have been a first-class beautiful man. It is no wonder that for more than ten years, he has always been romantic and charming. Even the Royal Court of Beimang has heard that there is an old man who does not know the details. A bunch of ladies, when this guy suddenly became the coach of the Eastern Front, the whole Beimang suddenly realized that it was him!

Wang Sui!

Together with Ye Baikui, Xu Xiao, and Gu Jiantang, they are called the Four Great Generals of the Spring and Autumn Period. The youngest and most unruly Dongyue horse master, unlike Ye Baikui, who loses completely with only one defeat in a hundred battles, no He became the ultimate winner like Ren Tu Xuxiao, but he had actually suffered a lot of defeats, and he was not like Gu Jiantang’s notorious suspicion. On the battlefield he was on, Wang Sui was truly unbeaten. Dongyue The subjugation of the country was attributed to the self-destructing city of the Dongyue imperial court. It was Li Yang's divorce plan, and he removed Wang Sui's title of commander in chief, and Wang Sui himself abdicated without a trace, and then disappeared without a trace.

Wang Sui became the main general of another front in Beimang after Dong Zhuo, Yang Yuanzan, and Liu Gui. Unlike the three of them who have their own direct lineages, Wang Sui rode an old horse to the border to take office. On the eastern frontier of Beimang, which is lined with hills, Wang Sui neither made drastic efforts to promote who was dismissed, nor did he be kind to others and intertwined with those big and small army leaders. He was like an outsider who ran to the theater. Disharmony, what do you like, that Wang Sui squinted every day, bent his back, and wandered around the various armies. This made the old forces who were uneasy or full of resentment dumbfounded. On the contrary, the head of the mang army is anxious. Your mother is so idle all day long. By then, your majesty will misunderstand that we are partnering to exclude your surname from the king. Our elders have suffered a great grievance this day for no reason. Who can tell you? So someone suggested that this Wang Sui come to a military parade on the border, so that he can taste the first person of the Eastern Front Army, and he should compensate the old man's knowledge of the current affairs.

That’s why there is the scene that the military commander of the North Mang East Line has done today. It’s just that many veterans of the North Mang border and the old ten thousand chiefs, squinted at the guy who was surrounded by not far away, and the corners of their mouths A little sneer, your Wang Sui's majestic and prestige is just a splendid display.

The flowery frame is also a frame, besides the guards of various forces, Wang Sui also has Qiu Nabo as big as Shi Wei and Dong Nabo Wang Jingsong, as well as four or five young and powerful princes. accompanying.

The Beimang Eastern Route is known as a 300,000 army. In fact, it is only in the early 200,000 yuan. There are 23 ten thousand chiefs. On top of this, there are two others that are less famous than Liu Gui, Yang Yuanzan and others. The Great General Beimang, this is nothing. In the Southern Dynasties, there were Beiliang cavalry who could face each other far away. From time to time, he could fight a few tough battles. But on the light and breezy Eastern Front, he could only fight with the Jiaodong King. Zhao Sui and Gu Jiantang faced each other with two big tortoises. Now the situation is even more unbearable. Under the secret instruction of the Peace Order, the Eastern Front has only lost consecutive battles, and the two generals only feel that their old faces have been ashamed of Liyang.

Wang Sui suddenly reined and stopped the horse, and the whole army could only stop with it.

The large-scale cavalry of tens of thousands of people suddenly advanced from fast to completely still in almost an instant, which made Wang Sui, who was sitting on horseback and looking around, let out a tusk, just that slick and slick. Looks like, it is inevitable that people wonder if this old guy is really admiring. During this period of time, many commanders who hadn't seen the coach in the distance were all puzzled. Is this man really a top player in the Central Plains like Tu Laoliang? Isn't it a liar who came out of a small corner to eat and drink? Did your Majesty accidentally use the wrong person?

Wang Sui turned his head to look at the two young Nabos, and said with a nasty smile: "Our Central Plains soldiers have been in decline since the end of the Dafeng dynasty. In the late Spring and Autumn Wars, it was miserable to the North Han Dynasty. It’s horrible, it’s really horrible to see you. Fortunately, Liyang has won the Central Plains, otherwise I will really give you Beimang to take advantage of the chaos to rule the world. And Liyang, why can it happen? Xu Xiao It’s one thing that Xu Jiajun can fight, but it’s not the most important thing. It’s the existence of Xu Xiao and Xu Jiajun, which set an example for Li Yang, and let the general understand one thing, oh, his mother’s original fight can be. Fighting so fiercely, people can die like this! How about the Buddha contends for a stick of incense and people fight for a sigh of relief, so a large number of young and strong generals who dared to fight and die appeared in the Liyang Dynasty. There is no way, even if it is not. Xu Xiao can’t be too far behind, isn’t it? The two emperors before Liyang, apart from others, have good eyes. My Wang Sui played four big and small games with Xu Xiao on the northern border of East Vietnam in the early years. Of course Yes, I must have won."

Hearing this, the few ten thousand chiefs who were in their primes all swallowed subconsciously, and when they looked at the old guy, they suddenly felt that the figure was so tall and the aura was so strong.

The sunlight reflected on the iron armor draped by the old man, and it seemed to be dazzling for a while.

The character who defeated Xu Xiao! And it won four games in a row! In the past ten or twenty years, which general in Beimang dared to claim to wrestle with Lao Liang Wang? General Liu Gui is powerful enough, he is only called half Xu Xiao by His Majesty!

Wang Sui said to himself: "Of course, at that time, I used more to fight against less, the most disparity in strength, I beat Xu Xiao 600 people with four thousand people, and Xu Xiao died five hundred. Many."

The princes who had just given birth to the old man's admiration almost couldn't help getting off the horse and scolding his mother.

It's just that Wang Sui slowly said: "If I remember correctly, the six hundred Jinzhou veterans, and now the three major old character camps in Beiliang, the skeletons were built by those six hundred people."

Everyone is horrified.

Wang Sui chuckled, "The closest force was Wang Sui's 3,000 men and Xu Xiao 1,900 men. I won a big victory and lost only 600 men in the battle. Xu Xiao was defeated miserably, and once again discounted the old man. Ben, this is the time when I ran to the Liyang Military Department Yamen and waited in the rain."

Not only the few captains and the group of captains who approached quietly, but even the two men in autumn and winter listened attentively, and their mood was agitated.

Wang Sui asked and replied, "Is Wang Sui really using soldiers like a god? Among the generals in the Spring and Autumn Period, maybe it can be regarded as such, but if you want to say who thinks that Xu Xiao's old man is not suitable, it is a big mistake. Wrong. Xu Xiao is really amazing. No matter how much he loses, what about? He can always win the last battle. That's enough. The generals on the battlefield lead the troops, don't learn from Ye Baikui, you have to learn Xu Xiao."

Wang Sui looked around, looked at the faces that weren’t too unfamiliar, and said with a chuckle: “An army is not afraid of defeat or the dead. As long as there is that soul, the tiger’s death will not fall, let alone An army formed by thousands of soldiers?"

Wang Sui laughed, "I don’t know how many of you here are truly heartbroken and willing to die for the old woman. But I know that Beiliang has 300,000 frontier troops, so they are really willing to do Two people one after another, to die."

Wang Sui’s eyes sharpened suddenly, "After I arrived at the Eastern Front, I kept eating and waiting to die. That’s because I, Wang Sui, couldn’t look down on one Gu Jiantang and the two Liao defense lines. I really want to The one who wants to fight is the Beiliang Iron Cavalry!"

Wang Sui suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Who would like to lay down Jizhou for this general, and then go to Youzhou to learn about Yan Wenluan's pawns?!"

The princes looked at each other. Isn't this just slapped Nanyuan Great King Dong Zhuo in the face? This coach is not afraid to annoy your Majesty and Peace Order?

Wang Sui regained his cynical appearance, and said, "No one seems to be happy."

If it is a simple and crude method of aggressive generals, the presence of these generals who can become a master of ten thousand in Shangwu Beimang, of course, will not be moved, and they will not be enthusiastic, because the old guy’s words result in running away from the east. Jizhou.

But things are far from that simple. Regardless of how Liyang's government views the Liangmang war, Beimang himself is already very worried, and is very much looking forward to someone breaking the deadlock on a certain battlefield.

Dong Nabo Wang Jing Chong took the lead in breaking the silence, and asked in a deep voice: "Dare to ask the general, if someone asks the crime afterwards?"

Wang Sui sneered: "Ask the sin of a fart! If you are still afraid, then I, Wang Sui, will leave a word here. All the consequences will be borne by my Wang Sui."

Wang Sui laughed unscrupulously, "Nevertheless, you guys without eggs, it is not difficult for you guys who have no eggs to lay down Jizhou, which has lost all the elite, but can you really challenge Youzhou Yanwenluan? I? Look at the hanging!"

Wang Jingchong smiled and said: "Then there will be an egg?"

Wang Sui squinted his eyes at the Chunqiu survivor who had left his homeland when he was young, and slowly said, "This... really can be there."

The Qiu Naobo is as big as the Zhe Shiwei also smiled: "Actually, the words of the crotch are not small, it's just that, I don't usually see the Shui Ling ladies, so I don't bother to be sharp, since there are again today Jizhou has Youzhou again, so it’s going to be a bright weapon."

Wang Sui ignored the two pots, "Don’t worry, I’ll give you half a day~ IndoMTL.com~ You should weigh up the pros and cons and make a good calculation. Those who should discuss with the elders should also hurry up. After half a decade, there will be some unwillingness. If you’re nesting on the Eastern Front, just come to me. By the way, don’t forget to bring good wine. I know you have hidden a lot of good things. In the future, you will work hard with me, Wang Sui, and give me a few jars of good wine today. I don’t dare to return you as a general tomorrow, it’s not difficult for everyone to be promoted to the next level."

Wang then looked to the east and spit heavily.

Then the old man turned his horse's head and walked slowly.

He looked towards the distant Beiliang.

I heard that you have been full of food and have been in the rivers and lakes, small rivers and lakes? What if you are alone against ten thousand people? Is it comparable to a golden horse on the battlefield? Is it comparable to the generosity of the hundreds of thousands of armored men who died?

How can Xu Xiao's son be so petty!

Xu Fengnian, back then, your father was wiped out by my Wang Sui, the old man in Jinzhou. Your kid is really capable, so he came to me to settle the account.

If you lose, then obediently accept your fate.

If you can win this, you should belong to Xu Fengnian in this world.