Leaning against the pillar outside the door, Xu Yanbing exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the warrior who had been forcibly suppressing his anger was ready to make a move.
Xu Yanbing is not a king sacrificial wine, he is a martial artist, and he has always been able to solve things with his fists without talking to others.
Han Laoshan, who is a brother in the same sect, is now the general of Lingzhou, and is the first person he wants to beat tonight.
But Xu Yanbing was stunned for a moment, because a white robe slowly came from not far away.
In Xu Yanbing's eyes, this young man with an obscure background is probably the only guy in the world who is more handsome than Chen Yu and more handsome than Xu Fengnian.
In his early years, he met His Royal Highness the Prince in the rivers and lakes, and once listened to the Chaoge Pavilion, and later lent a knife to His Royal Highness the Prince to go to the rivers and lakes.
White fox face.
He passed by the Jin Bao room, walked behind the Wang Sai Wine, stood at the gate, and said with an indifferent expression: "Xu Fengnian, if the man is a man, go to Guangling Road, I will accompany you." ” Xu Fengnian didn't get up, and asked softly: "I don't bring a soldier with me, how about going back?"
Bei Liang, who had been pretending to be deaf and dumb, protected Chu Lushan, got up with difficulty, and shook his head with the "His Royal Highness the Prince" in an undoubted tone for the first time: "I, Chu Lushan, am the first to refuse."
Yan Wenluan also got up, "I, Yan Wenluan, don't agree" Xu Beitong and Chen Xiliang got up almost at the same time, and they said in unison, but they didn't agree.
Almost all of them stood up and did not answer.
Among them, Xu Xiaoyizi like Yuan Zuozong Qi Dangguo, a brother like Li Hanlin, an old man like Gu Dazu Huang Shang who was personally brought to Beiliang by Xu Fengnian to give a high position, and a young and strong military general who was often Xu Huang Hongbiao was pinned on by Xu Fengnian.
I didn't agree.
Xu Fengnian slowly stood up and looked at the white fox's face, with a far-fetched smile.
The white fox didn't say a word on his face, but just took off the embroidered winter in the double knife on his waist, threw it high to Xu Fengnian, and said calmly: "Just follow me." ” Xu Yanbing stood beside the white fox's face, his hands around his chest, and just nodded to the young vassal king.
Xu Fengnian subconsciously stretched out his hand to take the embroidered winter knife that was not unfamiliar, and then the light in front of him dimmed, and it turned out to be Huang Man'er standing in front of him, blocking in front of everyone, high-fived with his fist, and said coldly: "Whoever stops my brother will die."
Xu Fengnian gently patted Huang Man'er's shoulder, the latter turned his head, and Xu Fengnian said softly: "Sit back." ” Xu Longxiang shook his head.
Xu Fengnian said indifferently: "Sit back." ” Xu Longxiang roared: "No" The white fox's face narrowed its peach blossom eyes, and her thumb pressed the handle of the Spring Thunder Knife, about to push the knife out of the sheath.
Xu Fengnian sat back in his position, rested the embroidered winter knife on his knees, bent down again to pick up the fire tongs, and his lips moved slightly.
There was a faint sneering sound in the silent council hall.
Such as dripping water into the fire.
The white fox's face was full of anger, "Xu Fengnian" Rao is Xu Yanbing was also murderous, and looked at Han Laoshan, "If you don't sit down, then take a shot from me."
Next year's Qingming Festival, it's a big deal that I, Xu Yanbing, will help you toast. ” For some reason, Xu Yanbing blinked when he saw this guy, and he smiled inexplicably.
On the main seat, Xu Fengnian, who couldn't see the expression, lowered his head and said gloomily I will come when I go, and then it disappeared in a flash, and in less than a stick of incense, the young vassal king returned to his seat.
During this period, the young man went to a house without an owner, and this year, for the first time, a pair of Spring Festival couplets were pasted on the outside of the shabby house, and a spring character was pasted.
He didn't post it himself, but let Wang Sheng and Yu Dilong, two apprentices, come here secretly.
He originally hoped to take her back to Qingliang Mountain to see if she would have a little surprise.
It seems that he is going to break his trust.
Xu Fengnian rubbed his cheeks and raised his head.
In a celebratory atmosphere, a young woman wearing a dragon robe in the palace sat alone in the imperial study, and there was a large stove with a lot of charcoal at her feet, burning from twilight to this time, just the charcoal fire was suitable, warm but not hot, the Empress of Western Chu in the Fengyi world had no sleep, sitting on a small bench, her body curled up, and her chin rested on her hands.
A small gourd is tied to his wrist, in which there is a trembling sound, light and pleasant.
People live for a lifetime, grass and trees are in an autumn, grass insects are in a hurry of life and death, but there is a tradition in the Great Chu Palace very early, by the Ministry of Internal Affairs every year in the autumn to catch crickets and other insects, raise the embroidered cage tile pot on the hot kang, cover the soil and water, lay eggs and wait until the winter to become an adult, with the New Year's Day of the spring feast, the neighing is loud, and the sound of firecrackers complements each other.
At this time, the small gourd in Jiang Xi's hand contained several small insects with longevity, spreading their wings and chirping, endlessly.
Gourd homonym Fulu, there is a record of "eating melons in July, breaking the pot in August" very early in ancient books, and there is a saying that you can collect the evil spirit between heaven and earth in the folk, so the queens of the great Chu palace will personally plant the gourd seedlings every spring, whenever the gourd shed is green and lush in midsummer, and the golden autumn is picked, and it is made into a water scoop or a wine pot by the internal affairs office, and then given by the emperor to the meritorious minister.
Jiang Xi raised her arm and looked at the small yellowed gourd, not thinking about the tradition of the Jiang clan of Da Chu, but thinking of the greenery of the vegetable garden on the mountain back then, squatting there after working every day, watching the greenery become more and more intense, that kind of joy, she never mentioned it to outsiders, even if it was Uncle Zhao and the old man in sheepskin, she never shared this happiness.
Because since she can remember, even if she is now sitting on the dragon chair of the Emperor of Western Chu, she still feels that in this life, only that small vegetable garden really belongs to her, what is the big Chu country, what is the battlefield of the West Fortress, what is the capital, she is very unfamiliar, and she has never been close. moved books to Wudang Mountain, and later read to someone to make money, and then practiced calligraphy and sword practice with Li Chungang, and finally put on the most noble clothes in the world Jiang Xi sighed, put the small gourd to her ear, and listened to the hissing inside, but she couldn't hear the slightest festivity, she was a little melancholy for no reason.
Looking at this big room where the red candles were lit and did not look gloomy, although there were palace maids standing outside the house, Jiang Xi was still a little afraid.
She has been very timid since she was a child, and she has only done two feats in her life, one is to assassinate someone with a dagger rune, and the second is probably to practice swords.
The word home, she thought about it, and in the end she was very annoyed to realize that in the depths of her heart, it was the dilapidated house that was so cold that it made people's teeth chatter every winter, and it was most like a home.
At that time, every Chinese New Year's Eve, there would be a hateful guy of the same age, following behind the old man she was most afraid of, swaggering to post the Spring Festival, once the teenager also deliberately ran to her house, smiled and asked her if she wanted to hang the Spring Festival on both sides of her room, of course she said she didn't want to, but she knew but didn't want to admit it, she wanted ah.
The sound of firecrackers in the city intensified, Jiang Xi stood up and came to the window, knowing that it was about to be the time for the old and the new to alternate.
Suddenly, there was a squeak behind him, someone pushed the door in, Jiang Xi turned around with a smile, as expected, it was Uncle Zhao, looking at this kind elder, she would feel a little more at ease.
Cao Changqing closed the door gently, and the palace maid outside the door turned a blind eye to this, this man who is known as the most proud man in Dachu, his position in the hearts of the people of Dachu, in fact, even the current emperor and His Majesty can not be compared, and the admiration for Cao Changqing, the emperor, is from top to bottom in Western Chu, and everyone is from the bottom of their hearts.
Cao Changqing squatted beside the stove and stretched out his hand to warm up above the charcoal fire.
Jiang Xi sat back on the small bench with a bright smile.
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Cao Changqing hesitated for a moment, but still said: "It's the New Year and the New Year soon, and it should be the good news, but there is one thing, I think it's better to make it clear to Your Majesty first, I just got the news not long ago, and many generals from Beiliang will gather in the council hall in the past few days." ” The young empress was ignorant and puzzled: "Ah, they went to worship the New Year so early" Cao Changqing couldn't cry or laugh, and said with some sadness: "In my original expectation, he was going to send troops to Guangling Dao, but Beimang couldn't stop it, because it was not suitable to send troops to the south in a hurry, and Liyang couldn't stop it, because the two of them served as envoys to Jing'an Dao, and they were at a loss."
Then the only person who can stop is the only person left inside Beiliang, I thought that there were Chu Lushan, Yuan Zuozong and Chen Xiliang, Xu Beitong, two groups of people to help him speak, so as not to be so popular, it seems that I still underestimated the cohesion of Beiliang, and underestimated the victory of Beiliang Wenwu against Beimang.
Once this is the case, if it was before last year, Xu Fengnian would still insist on sending troops, at least he would go south alone, but now" Jiang Xi lowered her head, mumbled, and said softly: "It's okay, I didn't think he would come." ” Cao Changqing was silent for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, there is one thing, you must remember that it is not that he doesn't want to come, but that he can't come."
This matter is really no wonder Xu Fengnian. ” Jiang Ji stared at the fire in a daze and did not make a sound.
Cao Changqing smiled bitterly: "Originally, I planned that when they sent troops to Guangling Road in Beiliang, I would go north whenever I wanted."
Now I have to make another plan. ” The absent-minded Jiang Xi obviously didn't pay attention to whether this uncle was saying "me", instead of leading the army to the north.
When Cao Changqing used tongs to stir the charcoal fire to warm up the stove a little, he said softly: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have forced His Majesty to return here with the righteousness of my family and country." ” Jiang Ji shook her head.
Cao Changqing suddenly revealed an undisguised anger, "Xu Fengnian has never disappointed Bei Liang and chilled his heart, you Bei Liang, why is this different from me Cao Changqing?"
Jiang Xi raised her head, but she looked a little relieved, took off the small gourd with a smile, and handed it to Cao Changqing, "Uncle Zhao, you listen." ” The Confucian with frosty white temples did not take the little gourd, his fists clenched, and his eyes closed in pain.
Outside the window, the New Year has just arrived, and the north and south of the river are actually another heavy snowfall, and the snow is a mega year.
Snow is falling in the sky, and it doesn't form a song when it falls on earth.
But Xu Fengnian, who is in Beiliang, Xu Weixiong, Wang Sacrificial Wine, and White Fox Face.
The little clay man of Guangling Road and Cao Changqing.
Don't mention the past, just say that on this Chinese New Year's Eve, it seems that they have forgotten the northern cool, never leaving the sun So the next scene made the Jin Bao Room unforgettable.
The king was even more dumbfounded.
I saw Chu Lushan take a step forward, turned around to face the main seat, hugged his fists and bowed his head and said loudly: "It is good for the king of Beiliang to lead more than 10,000 cavalry troops to the south, or to rush to Guangling Road alone, but my Chu Lushan is the second to agree."
Yuan Zuozong also took a step, and his actions were the same as Chu Lushan, "There is no Yuan Zuozong by my side, of course my Yuan Zuozong will not agree" Yan Wenluan snorted coldly, strode out, still like this, and sneered: "Without the big snow dragon riding into the Central Plains, how can I show the prestige of my Beiliang army, how can I Yan Wenluan nod and agree" Xu Beitong said lazily: "The dignified King of Beiliang, with 300,000 iron horses in his hand, led the bullshit elite drawn from all over the country to the Central Plains, I Beiliang can't afford to lose this face, how can Xu Beitong agree?"
Song Dongming immediately came out and hugged his fists and laughed: "Everyone in the world says that I, Song Dongming, the deputy scripture and strategy, is not worthy of the name, that's it, is it that the Beiliang Iron Cavalry, whose combat power is the best in the world, also wants to underestimate that Song Dongming is a literati, and he will not agree."
Li Hanlin pulled his throat and said: "Brother Nian, you want to marry your sister-in-law, how can you do it if the dowry is less, I am a brother, I don't agree" After Bai Yu waited for a sound and did not agree, he finally ended the finale, and said with a smile: "The Central Plains can't accommodate a woman who grew up in the Xu family, and my Beiliang Tieqi naturally doesn't agree, I believe that Liu Jinu, Wang Lingbao, and their big men will not agree."
Bai Yu stretched out a finger and pointed to the empty chair beside the young vassal king, "Even if you Xu Fengnian can agree, but the general, the first one will not agree."
Xu Fengnian looked dazed.
Everyone burst into laughter.
Everyone is colluding, and acting so far, it's really hard.
Xu Beitong smiled brightly, and Chu Lushan looked at each other and smiled, in this scene, the two of them are the initiators.
Beiliang, 300,000 iron horsemen outside the Guan, and millions of households in the Guan, all owe them a surprise to the King of Beiliang Xu Fengnian raised his arm, wiped his eyes, and scolded a bastard in a low voice.
At this moment, everyone said in unison: "General, please take a seat" Wang Xijiu looked at the full hall of civil and military, and the old man sat on the threshold, trembling with excitement, remembering a certain young mantra, and muttering: "Technical work, you can't reward it." ” At that moment in Xu Fengnian, whether it was fighting thousands of miles with Tuoba Bodhisattva, or dismounting to fight two people alone, or killing people in Qintianjian, he had never been so heroic in his life, and he saw the young vassal king wave his sleeves, take the lead in sitting on the chair, and said loudly: "Sit":