The weeds on both sides of the official road are already as deep as half a person. This is Gyeonggi-do. On both sides of the official road, you can only see grain fields that seem to be painted one by one, neat and square. Now the grain field has become the home of weeds. When the grass seeds mature, a gust of wind can sprinkle them out, making them more luxuriant in the coming year.
From time to time, I saw a grass-green snake crawling out of the grass, and the soldiers picked it up as a toy when it was just on the official road, and it didn't take long for it to die. Words like this will always be circulated among the common people... It is unlucky to see a snake in a horizontal direction and a rabbit in a vertical position, and it will be bad luck if you see it.
Unless killed.
Of course the soldiers didn't know that Fang Xie had a story about slaying a white snake in his previous life, and Fang Xie had never had such a past. However, when the reckless emperor in Fang Jie's previous life was singing songs of besieged people on all sides, the soldiers holding the flags with Chinese characters must have the same mood as the current black flag army.
The march was quite dull, but luckily everyone was in a good mood.
The white lion jumped out of the carriage in the morning, and burrowed into the grass to find food for himself. It didn't take long before he came back licking his beard, jumped into the carriage and continued to take a nap. As soon as it got into the cart, the poor horse pulling the cart neighed reluctantly. That nasty horse gradually got used to having this fierce beast right behind him, and now he dared to complain.
Fang Jie stroked the soft long hair of the white lion, while holding a book of historical records in the other hand. This historical record does not have any allusions to imperial punishment, and it was not written by a historian of the Sui Dynasty, but was written by a poor scholar named Dong Yanye during the Zheng Kingdom of the previous dynasty, who devoted his entire life to it. This person failed in many trials and used up his family's wealth. When he was established, he lost the idea of continuing to obtain fame and fame, so he began to write this book, which is mostly derived from unofficial history but has a lot of research.
This book did not bring wealth and status to Dong Yanye, and he eventually died in depression. When the annals of history were rebuilt after the founding of the Sui Dynasty, this book became a reference and gradually became familiar to people.
"My lord."
Someone yelled outside the carriage, Fang Jie raised his eyelids and asked, "What's the matter?"
The voice of Chen Xiaoru was outside, full of excitement: "Just now General Zhuge Wuyin sent someone to send back the news that Gao Kaitai's team mutinied, and Gao Kaitai's counselor Fan Zengli led the generals to force Gao Kaitai to leave. Gao Kaitai cursed everyone and led his soldiers to fight to the death. In the end, they were outnumbered and died fighting hard... "
"General Zhuge sent someone back to tell the lord that he and Lu Fenghou had led the army into the Gao Jun camp and took over the command of the Gao Jun. Those who opposed Gao Kaitai were killing in the barracks. They were all killed, the Gao army was in civil turmoil, and many people died. But now the situation has been controlled by General Zhuge and the others, and General Lu Fenghou is rushing over here with Fan Zengli and some high-level generals."
"In addition, Cui Zhongzhen has already set off again."
Chen Xiaoru finished speaking in one breath, the excitement in his tone couldn't be hidden.
Gao Kaitai was dealt with, and there was no tougher opponent north of the Yangtze River. After Gao Kaitai's death, Gao's army was in chaos, and there was nothing to fear. Now that the Black Banner Army has no worries, they can enter Chang'an City in a safe and sound way, and they can fight the Mengyuan people in a down-to-earth manner.
"Arrange someone to kill Fan Zengli, and do it cleanly so as not to cause panic among those high-ranking generals."
Fang Jie said in a calm tone: "What to do? I have already told Zhuge Wuxian that those soldiers under Gao Kaitai who are willing to follow me will stay, and those who are not willing to follow me will also stay. If these people are released, it will be a disaster. I will arrange people Respond, let Zhuge bring that team back to me."
"Here."
Chen Xiaoru responded outside.
"Also, send people from the Xiao Riding School to join Mu San in Chang'an City. There is a hundred households from Yi Chong's Ouchi guards, who are admitted to the Xiao Riding School and promoted to Qianhu."
"Here."
"Go, come and tell me any news about Dongjiang."
After Fang explained this sentence, he continued to lower his head and read the book.
"You're about to enter Chang'an City, why don't you look happy at all?"
Xiang Qingniu, who was sitting on the side and combing the white lion's whip boredly, asked. The long hair on the back of the white lion's head had been braided into more than a dozen small braids, which looked a little funny. Xiang Qingniu was not interested in how Fang Xie handled military affairs, and he also knew that the execution of Fan Zengli was inevitable. There are still many people in Gao Kaitai's army who have not come along. Fan Zengli's death is good for controlling Gao's army. This person must now think that he has the bargaining chip to talk to Fang, and try to get as many benefits as possible. It is conceivable that he can persuade dozens of generals in the future, and it is useless to keep it.
"I thought I'd be happy and excited."
Fang Jie raised his head and glanced at Xiang Qingniu: "But when I got here, this feeling still hasn't come. I am thinking more about the wars in the eastern border and the northwest, and I don't think about the things in Chang'an City." .After entering Chang'an City, I will leave in a short time, and this place does not seem to be the end."
"starting point?"
Xiang Qingniu asked.
Fang Jie didn't know how to answer, but life is true, there is never only one starting point. If the starting point this time is Chang'an City, where is the end point and the next starting point
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In the afternoon, the Chengde Gate in the center of the south of Chang'an City slowly opened. This was the first time that the Chengde Gate opened after Chang'an City was trapped for several years. A while ago, when Gao Kaitai withdrew his troops, someone had left the city, but what was opened at that time was Yong'an Gate near the southwest corner of the city wall, which was much smaller than Chengde Gate in terms of scale. And it will be closed immediately after opening, and the people who go out to find vegetables will open a slit to let people in after they come back.
This time, Chengde's gate was wide open.
The news spread quickly, and the people in the entire Nancheng almost became excited. A long time ago, it was said that Fang Jie, the Duke of Zhen, led his troops back to the city, and the people of Chang'an City were no strangers to this name. Compared with the unfamiliar Iron Armored General or the unknown Wei Mu, Master Xiaofang's name is much more friendly. What's more, it is said that Yang Qinyan, the last bloodline princess of the Sui Yang royal family, is also in the black flag in the army.
The people of Chang'an City have always had a kind of dependence on the royal family. To put it in a less pleasant way, the people in the imperial capital are more servile and have a strange sense of pride. It's as if living here, everyone is a relative of the emperor.
As soon as the Chengde Gate opened, all the nearby people rushed to both sides of the road. In the sea of people, everyone is eagerly waiting.
However, to their disappointment, it was not Zhen Guogong who took the lead in entering the city.
The first to enter the city were the 600 Xiao cavalry school, wearing dark blue brocade clothes and big red cloaks, they were like dragons and horses, and their aura was convincing when they lined up. Leading the team into the city was Liao Sheng, a thousand households from the Xiaoqi School. He straightened his chest, and the boiling pride made him a little uneasy.
Behind the Xiaoqi School, there are ten thousand fine riders.
The cavalry general Lang Chengdong led a group of generals to protect Dugu Wenxiu into the city. Before entering the city, all the soldiers changed into brand-new uniforms, and they were all in high spirits. Tall war horses, majestic soldiers, neatly lined up, majestic and solemn. One after another black battle flags fluttered in the queue, and the big square characters on the flags were so clear.
Mu San took Yi Chong and others to stand at the door and waited, the excitement in his heart was beyond words. For several years, he lived carefully in Chang'an City, just to welcome this moment. Seeing the familiar flag, Mu San burst into tears. If Yi Chong hadn't pulled the hem of his clothes from behind, he might have burst into tears.
"Mu San?"
Liao Sheng got off his horse and went over to ask.
"it's me."
Mu San said quickly.
"Grandpa Guo asked you and Yi Chong to go back to the camp immediately. You just need to leave a few people who are familiar with the situation in the city. You have worked hard for you in the past few years, so you can wait for the generous reward from Grandpa Guo. "
Liao Sheng said with a smile.
These words, so kind.
Mu San rubbed his sore nose, turned around to discuss with Yi Chong, and left a few able-bodied men to assist Liao Sheng, and the others took him to the camp to meet Lord Zhen Guo. They walked out of the city, Liao Sheng yelled again, and caught up from behind, his men handed over the brand new Xiaoqi school brocade clothes.
"From now on, you are the thirteenth thousand households of Xiaoqi School."
Liao Sheng looked at Yi Chong and smiled: "From now on, we will be brothers, and everyone will be brothers after entering the Xiaoqi School."
Even Yi Chong had red eyes.
"Where is Lord Luo?"
Liao Sheng asked.
"He went back to the back mountain of Yanwu Academy. He knew that the Lord would not enter the city today, so he didn't follow."
Mu San explained: "When will the lord enter the city?"
"Why don't you ask yourself."
Liao Sheng smiled, turned around and led Xiaoqi School into the city. Immediately afterwards, Mu San and Yi Chong greeted Dugu Wenxiu and the others. Although he was not familiar with these generals of the Black Banner Army, the kindness in his heart could not be replaced. He met Lang Chengdong when he followed Fang Jie, and the two chatted for a while before leaving.
"Pity… "
Lang Chengdong looked at Mu San's back and sighed slightly: "It's a pity that he came out of the palace. If he was a healthy person, how could the reward for his achievements be so low?"
But Dugu Wenxiu shook her head: "Why don't you know my lord? My lord never sticks to one pattern. Although Mu San is a eunuch, his meritorious service is his merit. If you don't believe me, just watch. If your lord doesn't give him a big official position, I lost a jug of old wine to you."
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Chang'an City
Yanwuyuan
An old man with white hair and beard stood at the door, looking up at the sky and crying. He has been waiting here for a long time, waiting for the day when Yanwuyuan can rise again. Ever since Emperor Yang Yi died, the Yanwu Academy existed in name only.
Although his status as the dean is a bit misleading, he has devoted his whole life to the Yanwu Academy. When the real master of the Yanwu Academy surfaced, people seem to have gradually forgotten his name. However, no matter what, he occupies an extremely important position in the history of Yanwu Academy.
His name is Zhou Banchuan
It's only been a few years, and he is already old and out of shape.
"Dean?"
He heard someone calling himself, trembling and turned his head to look.
Qiu Yu walked over quickly, helping the old man who seemed to be dying. In the past, she had quarreled with this old man more than once, and this stubborn and stubborn old man was always so angry that she wanted to demolish his house. Now, when we meet again, there is an illusion as if we have passed away.
"You're back too!"
Zhou Banchuan held Qiu Yu's hand, trembling involuntarily: "I've been waiting for you all the time, waiting for you to come back. When you come back, the students will come back too, and the Academy of Martial Arts is still Academy of Martial Arts."
"yes."
Qiu Yu nodded vigorously: "Yanwu Academy will always be Yanwu Academy and will not collapse."
street corner
A tall and thick man wiped the corners of his eyes with a gray apron, and his nose was so red that it looked like it had been painted with red paint. He hid behind the street corner, secretly wiping away his tears.
"What should come back always comes back... I... Will I come back?"
he was asking himself.
But when he thought of the words he heard that night, he felt a little nervous. If you come back, will it be difficult to return to your original life? He stood there silent for a long time, and finally turned and left silently. Qiu Yu seemed to feel something, turned his head to look this way, but saw nothing. She concentrated on perceiving it, but she didn't notice anything strange.