The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 380: Beiliang is sad and desolate

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The Guangling Palace Chunxue Tower changed its owner. In fact, half of the country in Liyang changed its owner overnight.

Nalan Youci, who planned all of this, sat on the mouth of the rouge well on the top of the river bank, with a handful of dozens of colorful Guangling Road specialty Yuhua stones spread out in one hand, twisted one by one, and then discarded. Into the well.

Next to Nalan Youci stood the Tangxi sword fairy Lu Baijie, who was reduced to a prisoner status. Unlike the manager Wang Xionggui who was imprisoned in the jail, Lu Baijie, the Jidu Envoy of Guangling Road, was not restrained as long as he did not walk out of the palace without authorization.

Lu Baijie asked: "Why is Mr. Nalan looking for me?"

Nalan Youci bowed his head and looked at the dark well mouth, and said with a soft smile: "Although the Yanchi Palace has some spies who have been rooted in Tai'an City for many years, some of them are not low-profile, but After all, it’s better than Mr. Tangxi who was in the center for a long time. I just want to know those great ministers from Tai'an City who are eligible to participate in the Xiaochao Meeting of the Temple of Yangshen. The world is vacillating, and several people are detached from the young emperor. If Mr. Tangxi is willing to speak out, we will be able to watch the dishes, and in the future, Tai'an City will be able to reduce the spirits and ghosts."

Even if he speaks harsh words, the Spring and Autumn Counselor's voice is soothing and gentle, and his smile is shallow. It is really a romantic figure that is hard to hate.

Lu Baijie shook his head and said: "Mr. Nalan thinks too much."

Nalan Youci knew such an expression on her face, waved her sleeves and stood up, smiling: "Go, take you to a room, I spent a full 3,000 shi of rice to give to Mr. Tangxi A set of study rooms gathered together."

Lu Baijie is confused, giving gifts to the study? And what happened to the three thousand stone rice? Don't say that the city of Tai'an, where the land is golden, is on Jiangnan Road in your hometown. Only three thousand stones of rice can be converted into two silvers. How many good stationery can you buy?

Nalan said, "Mr. Tangxi, please wait and see, and you will never be disappointed!"

Lu Baijie followed Nalan Youci to a secluded courtyard in the palace and walked through the corridors. Nalan Youci opened the door and stretched out a palm to signal Lu Baijie to enter the house first.

The first thing that catches the eye is a yellow rosewood black-grain half table. Because it is a low table style, it is naturally not a precious book case, but the waist is made of banana leaves, undulating and flowing like water. It is elegant, with flowers and birds on the side, with the charm of large-scale porcelain. The teeth are carved with dragon-shaped horns below the teeth, and the back is looking up. It has a great look, the quality of the upper and lower red texts, the contrast is sharp, and the charm is unique. The desk farther away is a long table with a scorpion pattern. The four treasures of the study on the table are all the treasures that any scholarly family on Jiangnan Road can't wait to enshrine.

Nalan Youci walked to the table, held the lid of an ancient Xiu cute purple clay pot with two fingers, raised it high, the body of the pot did not fall, and said with a smile: "It is the old Dongyue that has been lost. That kind of spring pot made it so popular that it took the second place in drinking tea at the time, and it has become a masterpiece for connoisseurs. Nowadays, it is even more difficult to find. There is no alternative. Most of the East Vietnamese literati like it. When he died, he buried a Gongchun pot, and Hong Jia destroyed too much in the North Benli. Of course, the rare objects are expensive and difficult to find. Mr. Tangxi is a master of the tea ceremony. I want to know better than me.

This pot is good. "

Lu Baijie just glanced at the teapot, looked around, and asked with a heavy face: "This room, all the objects, only used three thousand stones of rice?!"

Nalan Youci laughed and said: "Don’t worry, it’s definitely not the raging war on Guangling Road that led to the sale of treasures at high prices. To put it ugly, Guangling Road has been in the officialdom since the fall of the Great Chu 20 years ago. They are all suddenly wealthy villains, and there are not many valuable surnames. Otherwise, they are some clever and safe guards. When the owner of the Chunxue Building is changed, most of them have turned quickly after seeing the wind and do not need to take out these good things. Things in exchange for gold and silver rice."

Nalan Youci suddenly squatted down, got into the chiffon desk, then poked his head out and beckoned to Lu Baijie.

Lu Baijie was confused by this troubled and lucky talisman. He hesitated for a while, but still crawled under the book case according to the gourd drawing. Nalan Youci rubbed his fingers at the bottom of the table for a while, and smiled: "In the daytime, no It’s good to light a candle, but with Tangxi Jianxian’s eyesight, you should still be able to tell the origin of this thing by writing. This is it!"

Lu Baijie followed Nalan Youci’s fingers and looked up. There seemed to be someone engraving six characters with a dagger. They were awkward. Except for a little bit of childishness, there was absolutely no demeanor of everyone, but Lu Baijie was shocked on the spot. It means three people, all with a name but no surname, the year of the phoenix, the fat tiger, and the dragon elephant!

It is important to know that Xu Zhihu, who is married to Jiangnan, is Lu Baijie's nephew. Lu Baijie was also the elder of the woman who was most distressed at the Lu family, so Lu Baijie confirmed that it was correct. This is Xu Zhihu's handwriting undoubtedly! Furthermore, Lu Baijie knew that in Qingliang Mountain, Xu Zhihu and Xu Weixiong had been in a peaceful relationship since they were young, so the four children of the Xu family were alone in missing the name of Xu Weixiong. This is a powerful circumstantial evidence that the world cannot fake it! Lu Baijie can even imagine the playful appearance of the girl in red sitting on the ground many years ago, engraving with a knife.

Lu Baijie was silent for a long time, even after leaving the table with Nalan Youci, he still didn't want to speak.

Nalan Youci's face was filled with joy, "I guess, even the owner of the table didn't even know that his sister had engraved on the bottom of the table back then, otherwise he would definitely be reluctant to sell it."

Lu Baijie thought of the young man in his early years who asked if he could sell him a few kilograms of benevolence and morality. He felt complicated and smiled bitterly: "Where does his Xu family come from? Didn't Mr. Nalan say before that Zhao Xun left Qingzhou. After that, I lost control of Jing'an Road at all. How can I prevent the food from entering the cold? And you temporarily unintentionally interfered with Jing'an Road. I thought at first that you were worried that your troops were too scattered and the front line stretched too long to prevent Wu Chongxuan from being too distracted. The army hurriedly marched south. Now it seems that you, Nalan Youci, mean it? Deliberately let Beiliang and the court give birth to nasty for this, for fear that if the Beiliang frontier army unexpectedly wins the second Liangmang war, the Xu family will be cavalry. Still have spare capacity to rush to the Central Plains to quell the rebellion?!"

Nalan Youci leaned against the window, Yushu was in the breeze, playing with the taste: "Otherwise, you think that an old servant Wen Taiyi can return to Qingzhou so smoothly as a manager? The imperial court officials are not allowed to serve as the parents of the hometown, but the law of Liyang One!"

Nalan Youci smiled more intensely, and said: "No matter how old Wen Taiyi is in the capital, and no matter how strong the official relationship in Tai'an City, he should go elsewhere and become a civilian leader. I want this guy to take up the post. Jing’an Dao was a military officer, but it cost a lot of favor in Tai’an City, but don’t think of it. The Liyang court gave me a great surprise and let Ma Fulu’s son go to Jing’an Dao to take charge of the military and horse power. In this way, In the matter of taking food into the cold, the two great officials of civil and military warriors joined forces to secretly support the moths of the country. This was able to withstand the pressure of Qi Yanglong and Huan Wen. Otherwise, it would be hard to say if it was replaced by someone else. The chief officer caught a fire, he was not a vegetarian, and the remaining two million stones, grains and grasses might really be sent to Beiliang Lingzhou."

Lu Baijie pressed one palm firmly on the table, and the table creaked, showing that he was under the majestic pressure of the sword immortal Tangxi.

Nalan Youci is in a very good mood and smiled to himself: "As long as you fight in this world, you need food and grass. The North Liang Border Army is not the **** soldier, and of course it is no exception, even the young governor Xu Beizhi. It was very foresight to make the history of buying back rice thorns, but the strength of Lingzhou, which is known as the south of the Great Wall, is obviously still not enough to make the North Liang border army, who is about to usher in the second cool and reckless battle, no worries. , What about the Beiliang transshipment envoy Xu Beizhi?"

Nalan Youci asked and replied: "It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. This truth is even understood by the ordinary people who have never read a book, let alone the first person in the Northern Liang Dynasty who Liyang Zhaoshi most hopes to win. So Xu Beizhi ran to Qingliang Mountain and said to the feudal lord Xu, your family has a lot of money, but it is still not enough. You can be the seller. I will help you to toss this matter. Throwing away the shopkeeper, it just happened that Liangzhou Pass was going to build the city of Jubei, which was laborious and costly. Except for the military households, the wages needed by the other households would be paid out from here, and the food and grass from the frontier army would come to Lingzhou to buy you Xu. They make money from the households, make a price with them, don’t charge them money, only need grain and grass. As long as they have the ability to extract grain and grass from the small and large water transport officials along the Guangling River through their personal contacts or various channels, don’t worry. What method is used to deliver to Beiliang, the transaction will be counted!"

Nalan Youci pointed his finger at the folding fan beside Lu Baijie, "The old Xishu fan master Ma Xiaoguan’s work of his late years, there are only two left in the world, and one is placed in the imperial study room of Emperor Liyang. Now, it’s probably hot in the summer, and I just look at it. I can’t bear to go and ask for a breeze. The rest is at the hand of your Mr. Tangxi. Do you know how much stone rice was used to buy this fan? Six hundred. It sounds rare, right? Even if you spread the cost of the buyer’s management relationship, it still earned your grandma’s house, didn’t you? But let’s not wrong the Beiliang King who is not in charge. The algorithm of the account here is not the same as ours. It’s a pity that Mr. Tangxi understands the algorithm, even Qi Yanglong and Huan Wen, the two leaders of the country, are both useless!"

Nalan Youci came near the half-table of Huanghuali Wuwen, and suddenly stood on tiptoe, and sat on the table with a sloppy butt, looking face to face with Lu Baijie who was standing, and stretched out his hands. "Mr. Tangxi is not the kind of old-fashioned sour Confucian who can only bury classics. He has been a Shangshu master in the Beijing Military Department. Although he is not the head of the household department, he naturally knows the rations of the young and strong people in the Central Plains and the frontier army. It is different from the poor and the rich, but they are slightly different, but they are roughly the same. Mr. Tangxi is the son of a wealthy family in Jiangnan Road. You know the rich world, where you have extravagant food customs and lavish meals as many as four or even five meals, which ordinary people can maintain. Three meals a day, two sashimi and three burning pots should be filled. Fresh fish is the most expensive yellow flower. This is a common saying, but I envy even those who are far away in southern Xinjiang."

Nalan Youci gently shook a palm, "On the other hand, even the people of Lingzhou usually have two meals a day. In summer and autumn, they eat small meat a day, and three days in spring and winter. The young people who need to do heavy work can drink one spoonful of wine per day. Green Ant Wine is notoriously inexpensive. As a result, Beiliang Qingzhuang consumes about eleven shi of rice a year, and rations for women and children. Halved, if a household is counted as five people, because there is always a young and strong person in the family who is a frontier army outside the Guan, only a household in Beiliang where only the young and Zhuang is left in the Guan, it takes 16 or 7 shi a year Rice, based on Xu Beizhi’s efforts to raise food in Lingzhou in the first two years, it can roughly guarantee that within three years, the people’s food in the Guan will not be affected by the war, and even in critical moments, they will be able to urgently support the Beiliang Border Army with 500,000 shi., But this is already the limit of Northern Liang. The second battle of Liang and Mang is imminent. If it is played for one year, and one person in the frontier army is eleven shi rations a year, by next fall, it will be three hundred and one hundred and one. One hundred thousand stones, food and grass!"

Nalan Youci patted the palm of her hand lightly and smiled: "But the court has only sent 800,000 shi for food and grass, and the remaining 2.2 million shi has been promised. I replaced it with the original daily Jindou Jinfei. There is no way for the oily food and grain officials to turn around. Moreover, it is easy to change from frugality to extravagance, and it is difficult to change from extravagance to frugality. For no reason, three million stone, grain, and grass dividends are cut off every year. Killing parents, can this be tolerated? What's more, it's for the northern Liang barbarians. If it's for the two Liao frontier troops who are in charge of Gu Jiantang of Dazhu Kingdom, that's fine. Just pinch your nose and accept your life. Go in, but isn't the Beiliang barbarian biting the dog with the Beimang barbarian dog? We are dragging it, because his Xu family cavalry is hard to protect himself, and he can free his hands to compete with the transportation officials who are far away from us? "

The book case under Lu Baijie's palm, four legs of the table shattered!

The entire tabletop just fell straight to the ground, and those literati who once had a price but no market and are now incomparably inferior, are scattered like birds and beasts.

Nalan Youci turned a deaf ear, and continued to smile: "Of course, the dog will jump over the wall when anxious. The Beiliang side is not just relying on cheap sellers in exchange for food and grass. The young man surnamed Xu didn't get him. The many powerful fish-and-dragon gangs, let them drive down the Guangling River and set up shops in various places with countless antique collections. Of course, these people from the rivers and lakes also have very hard fists. It is said that Xu Beizhi has already spoken out. Come, dare to delay the Yulong Gang to do that legitimate business in the Liyang official mansion, he let the Beiliang Iron Cavalry personally knock on the door of the house to speak reason. In fact, to scare the 10,000-large Snow Dragon Cavalry before the courageous cross-strait yamen With the local garrison, I really shocked this hand, so at this time, I need Nalan Youci to stir the water."

Nalan Youci stretched out a finger and pointed to his nose, smiling brightly.

Lu Baijie clenched his fists and fixed his eyes on the only surviving figure among those in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Zhao Changling, Huang Longshi, Yuan Benxi, and Li Yishan all died.

It seems that only this Nalan Youci survived to the end, and seemed to have the last laugh.

Lu Baijie asked: "You Nalan Youci is nothing more than trying to help Zhao Bing usurp the throne, why is this?!"

Nalan Youci suppressed a smile, holding the delicately textured huanghuali table with both hands, "I have always spent no less time in Beiliang than in Tai'an City."

Lu Baijie, who has always been gentle and elegant, asked angrily: "You really are not afraid of Liyang Beiliang snipe and clam fight, only the Beimang fisherman will benefit?! Nalan Youci, what do you want to do?!"

Nalan Youci didn't care about the killing intent from Lu Baijie, and said lazily: "Whoever knows me means I am worried, whoever does not know me means what I want."

Then Nalan turned right and smiled at the door: "You are all backing away, Mr. Tangxi is just joking."

Lu Baijie was extremely angry and laughed, "Am I kidding you Nalan Youci?!"

Nalan Youci asked back: "Otherwise you can really kill me?"

The Tangxi Sword Immortal was suddenly slumped.

Lu Baijie has never been so disheartened.

Whether it was because of a woman who had fallen silent in the family of Yingjie, was relegated from Tai'an City by the Emperor Liyang, or was imprisoned in the Chunxue Tower, Lu Baijie, who was indifferent by nature, never felt so helpless.

Nalan Youci jumped off the table and sneered softly: "The whole Central Plains will be as helpless as you. You Lu Baijie is just the first person you know."

Lu Baijie squatted down silently, turned over the desktop, and stared at the handwriting carved by the woman in her early years, startled in a daze.

After Nalan Youci finished speaking the last sentence, he walked out of the house slowly, not forgetting to gently close the door for that Mr. Tangxi.

The sentence is "I want to see, how can the young man named Xu help you in the Central Plains guard the northwest gate!"

Nalan Youci walked out of the house, left the courtyard, boarded the top floor of Chunxue Building, and stood by the railing in the corridor, overlooking the Guangling River.

He muttered to himself: "Drunk holding a wine glass, you can swallow the breeze of Wuyue in the south of the Yangtze River! Breathing through the armour, you can breathe the energy of Qin Long in the northwest!"

Only now, I live in the south of the Yangtze River, and you who spoke these brave words have already died in the northwest.

Nalan Youci raised his head and asked softly: "Li Yishan, if you are still alive, would you persuade your student to stop guarding this northwest gate?"

At this moment, a voice rang behind Nalan Youci, "Li Yishan will never say this."

Nalan Youci didn't turn his head, but quickly returned to normal color, and asked with a smile: "Why does the king of Shu also have the leisurely sentiment of climbing up and looking into the distance?"

It is Chen Zhibao’s noncommittal guest who calmly said: "Wu Chongxuan is a thing, thrown to the North Liang border army, even the infantry deputy commander, deserves my solemnity?"

Nalan Youci finally turned around, leaning against the fence, and said with a smile: "Don’t say this in front of Zhao Bing. It’s too slapstick. Wu Chongxuan and Nalan Youci back then, that’s The right arm of King Yanchi back then."

Chen Zhibao sneered and said: "So your southern Xinjiang soldiers and horses are only worthy of fighting in the Central Plains."

Nalan Youci sighed, "Chen Zhibao, Chen Zhibao, you just want to tell the truth, you really have to change it."

The implication is that Nalan Youci obviously did not deny Chen Zhibao, and tacitly acknowledged the contempt of the southern Xinjiang's elite army by the former Northern Liang prefecture.

Nalan Youci smiled and asked, "Do you regret leaving Beiliang?"

Chen Zhibao twitched the corners of her mouth, and there was no more to speak.

Nalan Youci turned around again, looked at the Guangling River that rolled into the ocean current, and said: "Iron cavalry resists the north like the Euphorbia Hengjiang River, who said this?"

Chen Zhibao still did not speak.

Nalan Youci lay on the railing, chin lightly resting on the back of the folded hands, "Northern Liang Beiliang, the homophony is sad and unlucky. I don’t know why that guy didn’t persuade Xu Xiao to change. ."

Chen Zhibao finally sneered and said, "Sad?"

He walked to Nalan's right side and laughed: "My Beiliang Iron Horse is 300,000! Life is sad and desolate, but death is magnificent! How can you Zhongyuan Wenrou Township understand it!"

Nalan Youci whispered: "You said I'm Beiliang?"

Nalan Youci, who suddenly realized it, let out a cry~IndoMTL.com~ and said to herself: "One day is the northern Liang border army, this life is the northern Liang veteran. I understand, what you have done is consistent with the new Liang Wang Xu Fengnian has nothing to do with the old Liang Wang Xu Xiao."

Nalan turned right to support his chin with one hand, patted the railing with one hand, and continued to look far away, "Chen Zhibao, rest assured, I will help you to make this Central Plains understand. Of course, this is how we can stand. The premise of talking here."

Chen Zhibao asked: "Are you not afraid of Zhao Bing and Zhao Zhu and his son killing you? Especially Zhao Zhu?"

Nalan Youci said a not very funny joke, "I, I'm almost afraid to die."

Chen Zhibao turned and left, and said in a deep voice: "I, Chen Zhibao, don't ask about the process, but only look at the results. If you can't do it then, let alone Zhao Bing and Zhao Zhu, I will kill you first."

Nalan Youci, with his back to the white soldier saint, said in a tone of voice Gu Jingbubo: "Let's wait and see together with this world."

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