"Does Yang Ping want to hear about Chong'er?"
"Oh, tell me, tell me about when he was in Yan Kingdom."
Murong Yong said calmly, "Mr. Yang Ping is interested in Chong'er?"
Xuancheng immediately shook his head, "No."
Suddenly, he felt his face was hot, and he should have been faintly flushed, so he explained, "Didn't he be appointed as the prefect of Pingyang by the emperor three years ago? Do you have letters between you, how is he now?"
"No, after the death of the Yan Kingdom, I lost contact with the royal family."
Judging from his tone, it seems that he is dissatisfied with Murong Wei and other Xianbei royal family.
"Are you angry?"
Murong Yong said coldly, expressionless, "If it wasn't for their greed for pleasure and doing nothing, how could the Yan Kingdom be destroyed? In the end, it is all their own fault. No one can blame anyone, and I don't blame anyone. Maybe this is fate. "
"Didn't Lord Yangping want to hear about Chong'er's deeds in Yecheng? Is there any deeds that can be mentioned? He was appointed as the Grand Sima just because of a joke made by the king at a young age. What can he do?" , Nothing is impossible, Murong Wei is not only incompetent, but also weak, he can listen to the words of the eunuchs around him, he can't listen to a word of the ministers in the court, the country is in the hands of them, how can it not perish, for us To put it bluntly, it is just that the world has changed to a promising monarch, and the people have gained peace. The situation in Daqin today is exactly what I am looking forward to. But the refugees in Shu were bewitched by traitors. I have the heart to serve the country. , and don’t dislike me from being poor.”
Xuancheng interrupted him, "You are not from a poor background, you just haven't met a good emperor. Someone like Murong Wei is really not suitable to be an emperor. It's just that I didn't expect that your vision is so high. admirable."
Yao Chang just came in at this moment, and seeing the two of them talking harmoniously, he frowned, as if displeased.
"Why, have you finished your hot pot?"
Yao Chang responded, "No, as I said, I'll treat you to a hot pot meal when Sichuan is peaceful. Now you are discussing military affairs, how can I eat alone."
Xuan Cheng picked up his body from the ground, stretched his body, "Let's go, guide, take us out for a walk."
"Where are you going?"
"Of course I went to see the Governor's Mansion of Yizhou in the Jin Dynasty."
"No, the prefect's mansion of Shu County is only ten miles away from the governor's mansion of Yizhou in the Jin Dynasty. There is a river in the middle. Standing on the side of the Chuan River, we can see the opposite. It's not good to visit."
"Didn't you say that? We look at each other across the river."
So Yao Chang acted as a guide in the city of Chengdu, leading Xuancheng and Murong Yong from the prefect's mansion, and walked about five miles along the bluestone road. It is full of willow trees. At this time, the willow trees are full of shade, and the birds are jumping in the woods, which is very agile.
"Follow this stone road for another five miles and you will be there."
The three of them walked side by side on the stone road by the river, looking at the other bank while walking, and saw the bustling crowds on the other bank, which was no less deserted than the north bank. The joint rule of the Jin Dynasty and the Great Qin Dynasty was divided by a river. The prefect of the county, to the south is the governor of Yizhou in the Jin Dynasty.
"It's right there, Mr. Yangping, look."
Following the direction of his finger, Xuancheng looked around. On the cliff on the other side of the river, a government office had landed on the ground. The architectural style was very beautiful like Jiangnan gardens. I also took a rough look, the four corners of the roof are upturned, pointing into the clouds, the overall color is light and elegant, the blue tiles and plain walls, the doors and windows seem to be brown, not like the brick red of the northern buildings. Some flowers and plants, dazzling pink, and willows hanging down from the edge of the cliff, give this official mansion standing by the river a kind of heroic spirit of martial arts, just like those standing on the cliff in the martial arts novels that Xuancheng has read. The palace is particularly withered and lonely, but it looks like a landscape painting.
Xuancheng couldn't help feeling emotional, "It's no wonder that the emperor yearns for the scenery of the southern country, and it's no wonder that the emperor said that he will build a mansion for three thousand scholars in Chang'an, so that the scholars will not suffer from traveling. In troubled times, who wants to really leave their homeland? "
"Then we'll go south and kill these ignorant guys." Yao Chang healed up again and forgot the pain, and he spoke without restraint in front of Xuancheng.
Xuancheng was powerless to reprimand him any more, and stabbed him with a very lethal gaze, Yao Chang immediately realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, rubbed his fingers, and calmed down.
The three of them watched by the river for a while, and the setting sun was slowly setting, casting a layer of brown-red light on the surging river. There were people going out by the river one after another. I heard that it was very lively at night, and every family would come. The river lanterns were set in the river, and some of their relatives were on the opposite side of the river, but they could not see each other. A river blocked not only two countries, but also a family. It was clearly a Chinese nation, but it was torn apart.
Thinking of this, Xuancheng felt sad.
He could understand Fu Jian's ideals better.
Although it is ideal, although it is great and illusory, it is noble after all.
With the unity of the family and the country, Xuancheng secretly thought that no matter what, he must understand Fu Jian and even more support him.
At about a quarter of Mao the next day, Xuancheng got up early, this was one of the few times when he got up early, Yao Chang and Murong Yong were already waiting for him outside.
Wang Tong wanted to send troops to escort him, but Xuancheng refused. Sima Wangshu said he would follow him personally, but Xuancheng also refused.
When we finally set off, it was still a threesome.
The mist in the morning lightly sprinkled the long street paved with bluestone slabs with a sense of mystery and mist. The ancient charm is unusual. There are rows of shops on both sides of the road. Walking out of the ancient street, there is a high mountain in front of you, and the mountain road is winding and rugged. At this time, the sun seems to be coming out of the mountain, and a white light and shadow in the sky are smudged. Condensing the crystal dew, some slowly fell and sank into the soil.
Traveling eastward for more than 80 miles from Chengdu, you will enter Zizhong County, which is a county under the jurisdiction of Shu County. The mountains, rivers and rivers here are quite different from those in Chengdu. Although they are only less than a hundred miles away, the landforms are very different. It belongs to a hilly fault, with many cliffs, gullies, and scattered trees. The road is difficult and dangerous, and even walking on the edge of the cliff, it is necessary to find another path.
Yao Chang is not very good as a guide, this is what Xuan Cheng said to Murong Yong.
Murong Yong pursed his lips into a rare smile, and then remained silent.
"I said, Guide Yao, are you trying to murder us by bringing us all up to the cliff?"
Yao Chang hastened to avenge his own grievances and complained, "My Lord Yangping, you have seen the topography here, it is really complicated and changeable, and I am not very familiar with Badi, so you can't blame me for that."
It makes sense, Yao Chang is from Qiang, so we can't blame him, Xuancheng just wanted to play tricks on him.
Ba Liao is about a hundred miles away from Yanjiang Town, the seat of Zizhong County, but there is a small world surrounded by high mountains. Yao Chang knows that place, but he has never been there. He has heard local people say that there is In the settlements of primitive tribes, the people live by farming and are self-sufficient, basically isolated from the outside world.
They stood on the edge of the mountain road and looked up. There are many mountains one after another. The mountains are filled with hazy mist, like a veil, and the peaks of the mountains seem to stand in the clouds. Looking at it like this, they seem to be in a fairyland.
Xuancheng sighed, "The mountains and rivers are so beautiful."
This was Fu Jian's exclamation on the high mountain when he and Wang Meng crossed the Dragon Gate. Xuancheng knew that it was also at that time that Fu Jian had an ideal, not only wanting to unify the north, but also to unify the Kyushu.
However, Xuancheng's state of mind at this moment is very different from that of Fu Jian. He yearns for beautiful scenery. Sichuan and Chongqing are gifted by nature. They are located on the Hengduan Mountains and Longmen Mountains. However, it is precisely because of the active crustal movement that nature has given this place a unique beauty, which is mysterious and fascinating.
Yao Chang poured a basin of cold water over, "The mountains and rivers are beautiful, but why are we crossing this cliff now, is it possible that we have to go back and find the path again?"
Xuancheng glared at him, and responded with his eyes that of course he can't go back to the original path and look for a new way out.
Murong Yong didn't know what he was thinking, his long and narrow eyes looked solemnly at the opposite cliff, there was a mountain path, and there was a shortcut leading directly down to Ba Liao, and if he returned to the mountain from here, he would look for New paths are time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Xuancheng glanced at him, and he also cast his gaze, with firmness inside, Xuancheng looked at his feet, and then at the mountain path opposite, the distance between the two mountains was only a few feet, Xuancheng suddenly understood him With that look, he was seeking his own opinion, but he already had a plan in his heart.
Xuancheng nodded silently.
Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing towards him, and before he could figure out what it was, he was bound around the waist, and his arms and shoulders were tightly clasped.
"Mr. Yangping, offended."
The next moment, Xuancheng seemed to fall into the light cotton, his feet stepped on the ground, and there seemed to be thousands of clouds wrapped around him, and there was a faint gust of cold wind in his ears, and then, his body fell firmly on the ground.
Xuancheng's face was hot, and he didn't realize it until the man let go of him, and he had already crossed the gully in a short while.
Murong Yong, at this moment he turned into a light kung fu master in a martial arts drama. Xuancheng never thought that his skill is so good. He thought he was just a person with good martial arts, but he was also a light kung fu master. This is different from Jin Yong's. What is the difference between Murong Fu in martial arts dramas? This is clearly the previous version of Nan Murong.
Only then did Xuancheng understand the look in his eyes, but he was about to say a word of encouragement, but unexpectedly, he was hugged by his waist before he could utter the words. The second person touches his own body.
Xuancheng's body is Fu Rong's, and Fu Rong's martial arts are good, but after all, carrying people over mountains and cliffs is such a superior light kung fu method, he never thought that a general on the battlefield is no better than a master of light kung fu in martial arts dramas .
"You, you, Murong Yong, let me go." There was a cry of struggle from the opposite side.
Xuancheng glanced over, and Murong Yong was grabbing Yao Chang, who resisted tenaciously.
…
Xuancheng finally felt complacent once, someone finally punished you.
Later, for a long period of time, Yao Chang avoided Murong Yong, as long as there was Murong Yong, he would automatically stay away.