The horses' hooves burst, and the Central Plains shook.
The Beiliang cavalry went out of the Beiliang Road, entered the Lianghuai Road, and went south in the Yuncheng area bordering Jizhou, Hezhou, and crashed into the northern part of Jiangnan Road. is like the big man in the northwest, which made the Jiangnan people crumbling.
In the places they passed, the officials and local soldiers in Liyang were all silent, and they did not dare to take the slightest provocative move, and the night ban was extremely early, even during the day, and the merchants were forbidden to enter and leave the camp, and the garrison was not allowed to leave the camp for half a step.
The twists and turns are like chaotic snowflakes, the county yamen, the county guard yamen, the assassin mansion, and the official residence of the Jingluo are progressive, and finally handed over to the elite post horseman, and passed to Tai'an City with 500 miles of expedited fire.
With the brutal advance of 10,000 iron horses, during this period, more than a dozen families surfaced along the way, not only the leaders of the local government and military were scared and sweaty, but even Zhao Gou, who has been in charge of Liyang spy for many years, is also extremely terrified, these behemoths that can be described as famous families in various states and counties, without exception, all have countless fertile fields, rich grain reserves, and even four of the families can be called the "land princes" in the state and county.
It turned out to be a bold thief who openly collaborated with the enemy of Beiliang, and delivered countless grains and grass for the Beiliang cavalry, such a catastrophe on the table, once the imperial court settled the accounts after the autumn, the dozen or so deep-rooted families were destined to not be able to eat and go around, and the heads of Zhao Gou and civil and military officials in major states and counties would definitely be ruthlessly stripped of a layer of skin.
Among them, the first big family in Hezhou to sacrifice the army in Beiliang, unexpectedly did not immediately flee and move into Beiliang, so the local government joined forces with the garrison to kill four hundred elites after the Beiliang cavalry left the country, intending to rob the house of this rebellious dog family and ask for the crime, and the old owner of this family moved a chair alone, just sat on the steps of the door, basking in the warm sun of early spring, and put two cool knives on his knees.
For so many years, even the eldest grandson of the most spoiled in the family did not know that his grandfather treasured this knife, and the one with a brighter scabbard was the sixth generation of the Xu family knife, the latest cool knife, and it was personally given by the new Liang King not long ago.
The old man faced the four hundred young warriors in his county, raised the new cool knife with a smile, and only said one word, and then everyone came and went in a hurry, and in the end, he didn't even dare to say a cruel word.
The old man said, the prince wants me to give you a message, one person died in the Song family's house today, and 10,000 generals in the county will die, if the head is not 10,000, then the Beiliang Iron Cavalry will go to other counties and other states to borrow heads.
After saying that, the white-headed old man bent down and picked up a pot of wine at his feet, looked at the backs of those embarrassed retreaters, drank the wine one by one, and muttered to himself indistinctly.
The old man is like a vast old dog, toothless, obviously he can't howl anymore, but it makes people feel a little unique, probably that is what the reader sees in the book swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.
After Cai Nan stepped forward after the two Huai Dao festivals, the second man who dared to block the road was not a warrior who led the troops to fight, nor was he a civil official who guarded the herdsman, but a literati who had returned to his hometown for many years.
After a lifetime of exams, he has not been admitted to the poor and sour talent who has made a name for himself, and he has no courage and only filial piety, so he stood on the side of the road with a frightened face and waited to collect his father's body and carry it home.
Later, when the iron horse surged by, only the father and son who sat on the side of the post road and hugged their heads and cried.
Nalan Huaiyu, who was among the Wu family's hundred horses, originally followed far behind, but she really couldn't stand her strong curiosity, and quickly whipped to the side of the young vassal king, the kendo master who had been a rouge beauty for a long time and asked with a smile: "Lord, what's the matter?"
Xu Fengnian hesitated, but still shook his head, and didn't chat.
Just got a secret report from Hai Dongqing, who has been with him for many years, in addition to Yuan Tingshan leading the Jibei Jingqi to enter the pass from Jizikou to block, Shu also dispatched 20,000 soldiers and horses to Guangling Road, the commander is Wu Qi, who left the Xu family after the Battle of Xileibi, and the deputy general is one of the few generals who chose to follow Chen Zhibao to leave Beiliang, a young general who was once born in the border army, named Che Ye, whether it is Ning Emei, who has dealt with this young man, or Han Laoshan, the general of Lingzhou who is now in charge of guarding the southern gateway of Beiliang, has a high opinion of this person, thinking that Che Ye is not inferior to Kou Jianghuai and Yu Luandao.
The heroic female swordsman refused to give up and got to the bottom of it.
Xu Fengnian was stunned, as if he hadn't heard Nalan Huaiyu's chatter at all.
Wu Liuding said helplessly: "Auntie, let's be reserved, okay?"
Nalan Huaiyu rolled his eyes and said: "Yo, now I know how reserved, who rubbed my aunt's chest desperately when I was a child, what thunder and rain are so scared, I have to find a place to hide, what winter weather is so cold and my face is so cold."
Wu Liuding cautiously glanced at the cuihua beside him, and then hurriedly smiled and begged Nalan Huaiyu for mercy: "Auntie, I'm afraid of you, let's marry Grandpa Jian and the surname Xu are inseparable all the time, 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 smiled when he heard this: "It's not unusual, the prince just asked him if he wanted to fight for Shilin's fame, so that the white man sent the black man, and then Hong Shuwen's kid pulled out the knife and made a gesture to kill people." ” In the past, the high-spirited young master of the apricot sword furnace, and now the taciturn middle-aged swordsman Yue Zhuowu interjected: "Self-cultivation and Qi family governing the country and leveling the world are the family mottos of the ancestors of Confucianism.
I can't see this kind of literati who sells his reputation in my life, and in order to leave a name in history, there is no bottom line to be a person.
Especially the ex's blue eyes from Yangfu, especially not a thing" Xu Fengnian suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head and said: "It's not easy for others to say, but Zhang Julu, in my eyes, is a real scholar, and it will be a blessing for the whole world to be able to produce one in a hundred years." ” Yue Zhuowu did not blindly agree with Xu Fengnian because he was the king of Beiliang, he still insisted on his opinion, shook his head and said: "Even children can be killed, it is estimated that they are still very arrogant, even if this kind of person is a clean official who is not greedy and does not disturb the people, it is 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 them over if you turn the book.
The torch is passed down from generation to generation, and if you want to pass it on to future generations, the person who holds the fire may burn his arm, or even wait for the younger generation who will take over the torch.
In this world, we need a wise man, a famous minister, a hero, a hero, a hero, a romantic man, a high song, a spirit, a lot of talk, but often sometimes, when smart people have their own style, in fact, they need one or two fools.
Xu Fengnian laughed softly for no reason: "Actually, that old scholar is very good, blocking the way to be a minister, making way to be a father, but unfortunately it is not our Beiliang people." ” Hong Shuwen, who is nicknamed a madman in the army, said heartlessly: "Lord Wang, we have iron horses, cool knives, strong crossbows, and big horses in Beiliang, which is enough."
Xu Fengnian said in a low voice: "I hope that there will be a day when there will be insufficient in the future." ” Hong Shuwen, who had been like Xu Fengnian and a fart all the way, suddenly sighed, "Lord Wang, if only I were a girl." ” Wu Liuding was suddenly terrified, made a trembling posture with his hands around his chest, and said indignantly: "Crazy Hong, it's okay to pat on the back, but it's okay to have a face."
Cuihua smiled knowingly.
Hong Shuwen said angrily: "Lao Tzu is a girl, it's not okay to go to Wutong Courtyard to serve tea and water to the prince, what do you want about the six jars?"
Then Hong Shuwen turned his head and said with a hippie smile: "Sister Cuihua, stay with this kind of color embryo full of improper thoughts, you have to be careful and careful."
But fortunately, Sister Cuihua, your swordsmanship is higher than the six major jars, if he dares to move his hands and feet, you will chop off his three legs with a sword, and when the time comes, I will pick up one of them and marinate it as a snack."
Not only Wu Liuding couldn't bear it, but Liu Jianzhi and Zhang Luantai were also a little unbearable, and they laughed and scolded Hong Shuwen for his heavy taste.
Cuihua, who likes to close her eyes all day and night, opened her eyes slightly, looked at Hong Shuwen and said slowly: "What if one is not enough to drink, otherwise add yours" Hong Shuwen subconsciously hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect his crotch, and said embarrassedly: "Sister Cuihua, no, no, I just quit drinking." ” After talking and laughing, Xu Fengnian squinted and raised his head, and then quickly raised an arm.
A handsome bird of prey fell diagonally and landed on Xu Fengnian's arm.
When Xu Fengnian read the secret letter in the small bamboo section, Hai Dongqing, who had accompanied his master to travel to the rivers and lakes three times and entered Beijing twice, bowed his head and pecked the back of Xu Fengnian's hand affectionately, and flew with wings.
Xu Fengnian called Yuan Zuozong, his face was complicated, and he said softly: "Second Brother Yuan, the main force of Western Chu is under the auspices of Xie Xichen, and she is driving the expedition in person and begins to break through to the Western Front.
And Cao Changqing has quietly set off and gone north to Tai'an City alone. ” Yuan Zuozong was stunned and asked, "Cao Changqing went north alone."
Xu Fengnian nodded heavily.
Yuan Zuozong sighed: "This big official, who is recognized to be good at closing, why is he so messy at the last moment?"
Xu Fengnian said in a low voice: "I can only guess a rough idea, Cao Changqing may have chosen to turn his back on many people in the end, maybe there are the tyrants of the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties who are enduring humiliation, Wang Sui who made a sudden comeback, and even Gu Jiantang, who has endured in the temple and Liangliao for many years.
In order to restore the country, he has worked hard to govern the north and south for 20 years, and Cao Changqing can even let go" Xu Fengnian did not continue.
After all, Yuan Zuozong was an insider who had been in contact with many insiders, and asked: "Could it be that the rumors of Western Chu that my father-in-law said in his early years are true?"
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Xu Fengnian suddenly laughed, "It is said that reading people are the most negative people, but fortunately, there is a Cao Changqing, who told the world that reading seeds can also be the most infatuated seeds." ” Yuan Zuozong wanted to speak and stopped.
Xu Fengnian was a little embarrassed, and glared at Yuan Zuozong, obviously not wanting Yuan Zuozong to say anything.
Yuan Zuozong, who had never been smiling, had a smile at the corner of his mouth, but he really didn't speak.
After a moment of silence, Yuan Zuozong still couldn't help but speak, but he didn't use the usual honorific title of "Wang Ye", but "Xiao Nian", a very family-like title, "Xiao Nian, no matter what others think, Second Brother Yuan is very happy that you led the army south this time, the reason is very simple, I think this is what the eldest son of a stepfather should do." ” Xu Fengnian was a little helpless.
This kind of unreasonableness is indeed very Xu Xiao's style.
Sure enough, it's not a family that doesn't enter the door.
Yuan Zuozong quickly added with a smile: "Of course, here in the Central Plains for twenty years, I haven't heard the sound of the hooves of our Xu family's iron horses, so they have to remember it for a long time."
Yuan Zuozong raised his head and looked into the distance, "My father-in-law said that the only sound in the world that is louder than thunder is the sound of my Beiliang horse's hooves."
Xu Fengnian whispered: "Xu Xiao can't say such heroic words, it must be my master who is the first to say it, and then he borrowed it and didn't pay it back, and he would privately tell my master not to say that he plagiarized it." ” Yuan Zuozong was speechless for a moment, and rubbed his chin, "Listening to Xiao Nian, you mentioned it like this, it's really possible." ” Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "But there are some words, whether Xu Xiao is the first to say it or not, but as long as he says it, it is arrogant."
This is also the case, a spring and autumn war has long proved one thing.
There are some words that can only, and only deserve to be said by the lame man At this time, it was the time when the Northern Liang Iron rode south to the Central Plains.
A Confucian man in a green shirt travels from south to north.
Back then, the world-famous Chu Cao family was the most proud, and the merry scholar who had a hundred frosts on his temples at some point walked lightly.
He had never been so relieved when he became a chess player that day.
After the mountains and rivers were broken and the country was gone, this green shirt entered the Liyang Palace, but this last time, he did not enter the city or enter the palace.
One soldier is just coming to Tai'an City.
There is no one before and no one after him, Cao Changqing, the overlord of Western Chu: