The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 283: The wind and snow ride down the south of the Yangtze River (6)
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Horsehoes are bursting, and the Central Plains vibrates.
The Northern Liang cavalry came out of Beiliang Road and entered Lianghuai Road. They headed south in the area of Licheng bordering Jizhou, Hezhou, and rammed into the north of Jiangnan Road. They drove straight down like a broken bamboo.
For example, the sturdy man in the northwest, hitting the South Americans tottering.
All Liyang officials and the local army were silent in the place they passed. They didn't dare to make any provocative actions. The night ban was very early, and merchants were forbidden to enter and exit during the day. The Wushou garrison was not allowed to leave the camp. step.
The memorials are like chaotic snowflakes. The county government, the county guard's government, the governor's mansion, and the official residence of the economic and administrative envoys step by step. Finally, they are handed over to the Jinghan Yiqi, and they are passed to Tai'an City in a rush of five hundred miles.
Along with the arrogant advancement of ten thousand cavalry, more than a dozen households have surfaced along the way. Not only the leaders of the local government and the army are sweating, but also Zhao Gou, who has been responsible for spying on Liyang for many years. It is also extremely frightening. These behemoths that can be described as famous families in various states and counties, without exception, have countless fertile fields and abundant grain storage. Even four of the families can be called the "land princes" in the states and counties. A wealthy clan who commented on Zhao Gou’s secret files as “innocent” turned out to be a bold thieves who openly collided with Beiliang and sent countless grains and grasses for the Beiliang cavalry. Spoiling the sky and disaster, once the court settles accounts, the dozens of entrenched families are destined to be unable to eat, and the heads of Zhao Gou and civil and military officials in the major states and counties will definitely be smashed.
Among them, the first big family in Hezhou to reward the army in Beiliang, unexpectedly did not immediately fled to Beiliang, so the local government teamed up with the garrison to send out four hundred men and women after the North Liang cavalry left the country. Culled away, intending to confiscate this rebellious dog family for guilt, but the old owner of this family moved a chair alone and sat on the doorstep, basking in the warm early spring sun, with two laps on his knees. The cool sword with the handle, the old one, was the sword used when he followed the old Liang Wang Xu Xiao to fight in the Western Chu. For so many years, even the most indulgent grandson in the family did not know that his grandfather kept this sword and scabbard. The brighter one is the sixth-generation Xu family knife, the latest cold knife, which was given by the new Liang Wang personally not long ago. The old man faced the four hundred young and brave warriors in the county, smiled and raised the new cold knife, only said a word, and then everyone came and went in a hurry. In the end, he didn't even dare to say anything harsh.
The late old man said, the prince wants me to give you a message. One person in the Song family's house will die today, and the county generals will die 10,000. If the number of people is less than 10,000, then the Beiliang cavalry will go to other counties and other states. Borrow the head.
After that sentence, the white-haired old man bent down and picked up a jug of wine by his feet, looking at the backs of those embarrassed retreats, sipping the wine one by one, muttering vaguely.
The old man is like a boundless old dog, toothless, and clearly can't move, but it makes people feel a bit unique, probably because the scholar sees it in the book.
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After the Lianghuai Dao made Cai Nan come forward, the second Liyang bone-knock man who dared to block the road was not a warrior who led the war, nor was he a civilian guarding the side, but an official payback. The literati who lived in the township for many years arrogantly pulled out the six-grade official official uniform from the bottom of the box, and stood alone on the post road after putting it on. The trembling family really couldn't stop this mad old man. Half of the tribe moved out overnight. In the ancestral homes in the far country, half of the people stay behind closed doors. Only the second son of the old man who is the least promising, a poor talent who has not passed the exam for a lifetime. The bravery only has filial piety, so he is full of fear. Standing on the side of the road, waiting to collect his father's body and carry it home.
Afterwards, when the iron knights passed turbulently, only the father and son who sat slumped by the post road hugging and crying were left behind.
Nalan Huaiyu, who was among the hundreds of horses in the Wu family, originally followed far behind, but she couldn't survive her strong curiosity. She hurried to the side of the young clan king, the kendo who once reelected the beauty of the rouge. The grandmaster smiled and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"
Xu Fengnian hesitated for a while, still shook his head, and did not chat. I just got a secret report from Costin, who has been with him for many years, except that Yuan Tingshan led Jibei Jingqi to enter the pass from Jizikou, Shu Di also mobilized 20,000 soldiers and horses to go to Guangling Road, and the commander was Xi Wu Qi, who left Xu's house in anger after the Battle of the Wall, was the general who rarely chose to follow Chen Zhibao to leave Beiliang, a young general named Che Ye who was born in the frontier army, whether it was with this young man. Ning Emei, who has dealt with, or Han Laoshan, the Lingzhou general who is now responsible for guarding the southern gateway of Beiliang, thinks highly of this person, and thinks that Che Ye is not inferior to the two Kou Jianghuai Yuluan Dao.
The heroic female swordsman refused to give up and asked the bottom line.
Xu Fengnian was startled, as if he hadn't heard Nalan Huaiyu's chatter at all.
Wu Liuding said helplessly: "Auntie, shall we be more reserved?"
Nalan Huaiyu rolled her eyes and said: "Yeah, now I know how to be reserved. When I was a child, who desperately rubbed my aunt’s chest, what thunder and rain are so scary to find a place to hide, why is it cold in winter? My face is so cold..."
Wu Liuding carefully glanced at the Cuihua beside him, and then hurriedly smiled and begged Nalan Huaiyu: "Auntie, I'm afraid of you, it just happened. We are always inseparable when we marry Grandpa Jian and the surname Xu. Presumably his old man knows the inside story, you ask him to go."
The old man who was discussing kendo with Zhang Luantai and Liu Jianzhi heard the words and laughed: "It's nothing unusual. The prince asked him if he wanted to win the reputation of Shilin, so that the white-haired man gave the black-haired man, and then Hong Shuwen that The kid drew out the knife and tried to kill people on horseback."
The young master of Xingzi Sword Furnace who was full of spirits in the past, now the taciturn middle-aged swordsman Yue Zhuowu interjects: "Self-cultivation is the'family motto' of the Confucian ancestors. Being a good official? Let alone helping the people. I don’t see this kind of literati in my life. I have no bottom line to be a man for the sake of history. Especially the former Liyang Shoufu Biyaner, especially not a thing. !"
Xu Fengnian suddenly came back to his senses and turned around and said: "It's hard for others to say, but Zhang Julu is a real scholar in my eyes. It will be a blessing for the whole world to have one in a hundred years."
Yue Zhuowu did not blindly agree with Xu Fengnian as the king of the Northern Liang. He still insisted on his own opinion and shook his head. Not much better."
Xu Fengnian didn't debate anything, just laughed it off.
History is like a book, and some pages are so heavy that you may not be able to turn it through with your fingers. Passing down the fire, if you want to pass it on to future generations, those who hold the fire may burn their arms, even at the mercy of the younger generation who are waiting to take over the fire. In this world, you need Mingjun, famous officials, heroes, heroes, romantic, sing, spirit, and talk...it needs a lot of people, but sometimes, when smart people have their own style, they actually need one. Two fools.
Xu Fengnian laughed softly for no reason: "In fact, that old scholar is quite good. He blocked the way as a minister and gave way to be a father. It's a pity that we are not from Beiliang."
Hong Shuwen, who has the nickname of a lunatic in the army, heartlessly said: "Lord, we have iron knights, cold swords, strong crossbows, and Malaysians in Beiliang, that's enough!"
Xu Fengnian whispered: "I hope there will be a day when there is not enough."
Hong Shuwen, who was like Xu Fengnian's follower all the way, suddenly sighed, "Master, if only I was a lady."
Wu Liuding suddenly got terrified and made a trembling gesture with his hands around his chest, and said angrily: "Mad Hong, it's okay to flatter, but is it okay to point his face?"
Cuihua smiled knowingly.
Hong Shuwen said angrily: "I'm a lady, I can't go to Wutongyuan to bring tea and water to the prince, what do you think about the six big jars?!"
Then Hong Shuwen turned his head and smiled hippiely: "Sister Cuihua, staying with this kind of silly thoughts, you have to be careful and careful. But fortunately, Sister Cuihua, your swordsmanship is higher than the six big tanks, he If you dare to use your hands and feet, you can chop off his three legs with a single sword. Then I will pick up one of them and marinate them as a snack!"
Not only is Wu Liuding unable to carry it, but Liu Jianzhi and Zhang Luantai are also a little overwhelmed, and they all laughed and scolded Hong Shuwen for his tastes.
Cuihua, who likes to close her eyes all day long, opens slightly, looking at Hong Shuwen and slowly saying: "What if one is not enough for drinking? Or add yours?"
Hong Shuwen subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect his crotch, and said awkwardly: "Sister Cuihua, no need to use it, really no need, I just quit drinking."
After talking and laughing, Xu Fengnian squinted and raised his head, then quickly raised an arm.
An extraordinary bird of prey fell diagonally and stopped on Xu Fengnian's arm.
When Xu Fengnian had read the secret letter in the small bamboo joint, Costin, who had accompanied his master to travel the rivers and lakes three times and entered Beijing twice, bowed his head affectionately and pecked at the back of Xu Fengnian's hand, flapping his wings and flying.
Xu Fengnian called Yuan Zuozong with a complex expression and whispered softly: "Er Brother Yuan, under the auspices of Xie Xiwei, the main force of the Western Chu Dynasty, she was driven by herself and began to break through the western front. And Cao Changqing has left quietly and went north alone. Tai'an city."
Yuan Zuozong was stunned and asked: "Cao Changqing will go north alone?"
Xu Fengnian nodded heavily.
Yuan Zuozong sighed: "Why is this big official who is recognized as good at closing, how can he be so messed up at the last minute?"
Xu Fengnian whispered: "I can only guess a general idea. Cao Changqing may choose to abandon a lot of people in the end. Perhaps among them are the tycoons of the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties who are bearing the burden of humiliation, Wang Sui who has made a sudden comeback, and even in the temple and Gu Jiantang, who has been tolerant of the two Liao Dynasty for many years. In order to restore the country, Cao Changqing has been able to put it down..."
Xu Fengnian did not go on.
After all, Yuan Zuozong is a player who has been in contact with a lot of insiders, and asked: "Is the Xichu rumor that the foster father said in his early years, is it true?"
Xu Fengnian laughed suddenly, "It is said that scholars are the most unsuccessful. Fortunately, there is Cao Changqing who told the world that the seeds of reading can also be the most infatuated species."
Yuan Zuozong wanted to speak but stopped.
Xu Fengnian was a little embarrassed, and he glared at Yuan Zuozong, obviously not wanting Yuan Zuozong to say anything.
Yuan Zuozong, who has always been unsmiling, has a smile on his mouth, but he really didn't say anything.
After a moment of silence, Yuan Zuozong could not help but speak, but instead of the usual honorific title of "Lord", "Xiao Nian" was a very popular name, "Xiao Nian, no matter what others think, Yuan Er Brother is very happy that you are leading the army to the south this time. The reason is very simple. I think this is what the foster father's eldest son should do."
Xu Fengnian is a little helpless.
This kind of unreasonableness is indeed very Xu Xiao's style.
Sure enough, it's not that a family doesn't enter a house.
Yuan Zuozong quickly added with a smile: "Of course, the Central Plains side hasn't heard the hooves of our Xu family's horses for 20 years, so they have to keep their memory!"
Yuan Zuozong raised his head and looked into the distance, "Foster father said, the world is louder than thunder, and only the sound of my Beiliang horses hoof!"
Xu Fengnian whispered: "Xu Xiao can't say such heroic words. It must be my master who said it first, and then he borrowed it and didn't pay it back, and would privately tell my master not to say it was plagiarism. Go."
Yuan Zuozong was speechless, rubbing his chin, "Listen to Xiaonian you mention it, it's really possible."
Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "But there are some things, whether or not Xu Xiao is the first to say, but as long as he says it, it is proud!"
The same is true of the facts. A spring and autumn war has already proved one thing~IndoMTL.com~ There are some things that can only be said by the cripple!
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At this time, it was just as the Beiliang Iron Horse went south to the Central Plains.
A scholar in a green shirt went from south to north.
The Cao family, who was famous in the world, was the most proud of the time. He was a romantic scholar who had his temples full of frosts and walked lightly. When he became a chess player that day, he has never been so relieved.
After the broken mountains and rivers were gone, he wore a green shirt and entered the Liyang Palace, but for the last time, he didn't enter the city or the palace.
It's just one soldier coming to Tai'an City.
No one before, no one afterwards, the overlord of Western Chu, Cao Changqing!
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