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Chapter Twenty-Four: The Old and New Strategists in the Old and New Temples


This chapter is slightly less.

The last beginning of winter before Liyang changed the year name.

A snow mega year, this winter's wheat cover three-layer quilt, next year you can sleep with steamed buns.

On this day, there was no early dynasty, the emperor led a more vast and grand civil and military officials to the northern suburbs to worship on the altar, not burdened by the early dynasty, the officials were refreshed, and the people along the way who ran to get the official and powerful were eye-opening, and some of the people who were far from the high-ranking officials in the team were far away from the people, and they were proudly boasting about how they had a relationship with them, and the neighbors who knew the roots around them naturally laughed and did not speak, and some of the people who were separated by several streets were shocked to hear it.

Sixty percent of the people are going to Chen Zhibao, the new secretary of the military department, and three percent are curious about what kind of young man the prince of Beiliang is, the common people are like this, even if the ears listen to the bad words of His Royal Highness the prince of the world, but when he really made a feat of tearing apart the land on the royal road, he was still shocked in his heart, even if the real people in the Taoist temple in the capital said that it was not worth mentioning, but the people still invisibly looked up to the Beiliang prince too much.

There are not 100,000 people in Tai'an City who play with swords and knives, but there are also 10,000, which one has this ability, it seems that this white-headed young man who came out of Beiliang is really not a good stubble that everyone can bully.

While muttering, the common people also have a small abacus in their hearts, and they will follow the trend to coax and scold Bei Liang in the future, is it not merciful and virtuous, if it falls into the ears of the father and son of the prince of Liang, wouldn't it be a disaster Chen Zhibao was dressed in a big red python robe, but unfortunately he did not mention the plum wine, and the emperor in the queue specially arranged for him to ride alone.

Nearby Zhao Bing, King of Yan, Zhao Yi, King of Guangling, Zhao Sui, King of Jiaodong, Zhao Ying, King of Huainan, Zhao Xun, King of Jing'an, and the six clan vassal kings, almost all of their demeanor were taken away by Chen Zhibao alone.

The princes who were all wearing yellow python clothes deliberately distanced themselves from a white-headed prince wearing a striking white python robe.

A young blind man came down to the side of the road with the help of the maid Xinghua, did not have to squeeze into it, but stood quietly on the edge of the thick team formed by the onlookers, when Xu Fengnian rode by on the street, Xinghua reminded softly, Lu Xu, a blind man who came from Xiangfan City, raised his head to "look", his face was solemn, Yongzi Lane sat on the hand and talked about ten games, from noon to the chessboard to twilight, unforgettable.

Xinghua carefully stretched out her hand to protect the scholar who the old Jing'an king asked her to protect at the cost of her life, the old vassal king only said that he wanted him to live, she didn't want the new vassal king to want him to die one day, and the worst thing was not to die at the hands of her apricot blossom.

Xinghua had a tacit understanding with him, and he talked freely, and asked softly: "Childe, do you know the prince of Beiliang?"

Lu Xu didn't hide it, and said with a smile: "I'm blind, and it's not good to say that I had a one-sided relationship, and when I gambled on chess in Yongzi Lane to make a living, I earned Xu Shizi a lot of copper coins."

Ten games of chess, earn 110 wen. ” Xinghua smiled: "He can also play chess and not be killed by Childe."

Lu Xu shook his head and said: "The chess strength is quite good, there are a lot of unreasonable moves, and it is not easy for me to win." ” After the master and servant stayed for a while, they were about to leave, Xinghua turned around suddenly, staring at an old Confucian student walking in the distance, and the scholar himself who couldn't recognize the real age was not afraid, but he had hidden qi, so that the dead Xinghua was like a great enemy, like an ocean surging wantonly.

Lu Xu patted her arm and asked, "But Mr.

Yuan" The visitor smiled softly and vaguely: "The editor of the Hanlin Academy cultivates Yuanpu. ” Lu Xu stood still, his expression was calm, and he was not surprised, surprised, or frightened.

Yuan Pu, or rather Yuan Benxi, took a few steps closer, ignored the apricot blossom who was like a tiger who chose people and devoured her, and continued to say in his vague but still authentic Beijing accent: "Lu Gongzi is cocooned and self-bound, and he is talented." ” Lu Xu shook his head and said: "The new temple has a new climate, no matter how small the temple is, the incense of pilgrims will not be too small."

No matter how big the old temple is, every time it rains and leaks, every time the wind leaks, you just give me the host, and you don't want to go.

What's more, in the old temple and the big temple, no matter how much incense there is, there are bound to be many disputes.

I don't know when he was kicked out of the temple.

What's more, Lu Xu is blind and ignorant of people, but he knows that he is two pounds and does not want to become the next Song family. ” Yuan Benxi seemed to be amused, even Nalan Youci, who was on par with resourcefulness, did not have the interest to speak like this, and said: "Master Lu, don't forget why the old master of the Song family died, and why the old temple of the Song family collapsed. ” Lu Xu said flatly: "Ordinary wealthy families harm their children and grandchildren with goods and wealth.

The Song family should have died a long time ago to kill future generations with academics.

Moreover, Mr.

Yuan, don't forget who borrowed my knife to support the Song family's young phoenix. ” Yuan Benxi smiled slightly, and then sighed: "There are more than ten people I have selected as many as ten ministers, and Song Kaili is the least noticeable.

This plan, I'm afraid that even Nalan Youci has to leave the capital to think of it. ” Lu Xu shook his head again and said: "What Mr.

Nalan is planning is not in the capital, not even in the temple, and Mr.

Yuan and Mr.

Yuan each take the single-plank bridge Yangguan Road, so naturally they don't bother to think more about these things, and it is inevitable that there will be omissions." ” Yuan Benxi fell into deep thought.

Yuan Benxi asked slowly: "The prince of Beiliang has the grace of recommending you, what should you do?"

Lu Xu asked rhetorically: "Isn't this the bottom line of a strategist?"

Yuan Benxi said with a smile: "I don't believe others who say such high-sounding words, but if you say it, I believe it for seven or eight points." ” Xinghua is just a dead soldier who lives in a corner of Xiangfan, even if his talent is not low, he would never have imagined that the old Confucian who talked to Lu Gongzi would be the chief strategist above the ten thousand people in the Liyang Dynasty and not under one person, but no matter how lonely and unheard, Xinghua still knows how powerful Nalan Youci is.

Not to mention the rumors that Nalan and King Yan have a broken sleeve fetish, Nalan himself is a well-deserved first-class master of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Xinghua's headache at this time lies in how to explain what she has seen and heard today with Zhao Xun, the king of Jing'an, and how to not be selfish, but how to keep Lu Gongzi from being the slightest suspicion and suspicion of the new King of Jing'an.

Yuan Benxi asked, "Why didn't you go to Beiliang?"

Lu Xu smiled: "I wanted to go, but Xu Fengnian didn't take me out of Yongzi Lane." ” Yuan Benxi laughed, turned his head to Xinghua and directly said his true name that even Lu Xu didn't know: "Liu Lingbao, I chatted with Lu Xu before, although you reported it to Zhao Xun according to the truth, if you want to live with your son for a few more years, don't mention this sentence." ” Apricot blossom is pale.

Yuan Benxi said: "Don't leave it here." ” Lu Xu hesitated for a moment, and said to Xinghua: "A ten-year life talisman given by Mr.

Xie Yuan. ” Xinghua was confused, but the woman in the ordinary portal gave a blessing.

Yuan Benxi waved his hand and turned to leave.

Xinghua's lips trembled, and she asked softly: "Childe, how do you interpret this life talisman?"

Lu Xu said calmly: "Our King Jing'an is suspicious by nature, and before he makes his career, he can endure it, and once he achieves the general trend, he will inevitably get carried away, and he will have to settle old accounts with others."

Mr.

Yuan is a character he doesn't dare to provoke no matter how he gets in power, this gentleman sees me today, he is giving me a life talisman, give it to me, and it is naturally for you. ” Xinghua said miserably, "This sentence will also rot in the stomach, son, please rest assured." ” Lu Xu suddenly rubbed Xinghua's hair, and said with a soft smile: "Liu Lingbao, this name is blessed." ” Xinghua smiled suddenly, "Borrow the son's auspicious words." ” Lu Xu turned his head and said to himself, "Bei Liang."

To be continued: