Advise you to be drunk tonight, and do not talk about the Ming Dynasty.
Treasure the heart of the owner, the wine is also deeply affectionate.
You must worry about the shortness of the spring, and Mo tells that the golden cup is full.
Hehe when you meet wine, life can be geometric.
Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang "Bodhisattva Man·Advise the Lord to Be Drunk Tonight"
—I am the dividing line —
As a Yanzhou person with sturdy folk customs in the North, and a veteran army from the Taining Army; it’s not that Qin Shigong has never made use of the buildings and terrain after the pass to regroup and resist and resist to the end, but it is a pity that those who have entered the pass The thieves who came did not give him this opportunity;
The thief army even got a fire-breathing weapon on the wall after opening and closing the door, and then gathered her handwriting so easily that the beating ghost cried and howled the army was crushed.
And Qin Shigong was also hit on the head by a piece of brick that jumped up; even though he was protected by a helmet, he couldn't help his blood flow half way down. However, only a few soldiers were groggy and helped to escape.
However, when he arrived at Fengjie City, the door was wide open. Those training regiments who stayed at the local area had already left their guards and scattered around, and started looting and burning around the city on their own. Therefore, he has no evidence or possibility to stick to it in the city.
However, he rushed all the way with his head supported. What he saw was the open door of the house and the discarded household items all over the floor. Can not help but feel furious.
Immediately he broke into the other courtyard where the concubine's attendant lived. Sure enough, the soft jewelry had already been put away, and even the bedroom he was staying in was completely emptied.
"Town general, all the people in the city hall are gone, and no one is presiding over the situation.. Where should I wait..."
The soldiers who came to join not long afterwards also shouted while holding their heads, not knowing the pony that had been brought.
"We headed north, from land to Kaizhou (now Kaixian, Sichuan), no, to Tongzhou (now Daxian, Sichuan)..."
He was distressed about the loss of his furniture and was annoyed at Qin Shigong, who ran away from his concubine.
"The navy with the thief army will go up the river, I am afraid that the Wan, Zhong, Kai, Fu, and Yu prefectures along the waterways will not be safe anymore..."
At this time, there was a big uproar and running sound from the direction of the waterway pier outside the city again, and there were people screaming heartbreakingly:
"The thieves... The thieves have landed ashore..."
"The thieves have entered the city..."
On the land and water wharf outside Fengjie City, several large and weird boats were throwing arrows at the head of the city, and many soldiers wading from the shore were coming down in an endless stream.
Among them, the one who rushed ashore first had already walked along the low city wall to the iron official's office in the west of the city, and cut off the escape route on land. At the same time, the Yufupu and Yong'an Towns in the upper reaches of Fengjie, Zhoucheng, were also attacked by boat landings. They were also caught in fire and fighting.
In the more upstream Fuling County of Fuzhou, the provincial governor Han Shengxiu of Fuzhou was also watching, the Jingnan Army banner covered in forests under the city, while constantly complaining about his deputy, half of his body wrapped up in soldiers. The horse succumbed to the line.
"If I hadn't listened to your advice, why would my generation be like this;"
"Nowadays, not only is it impossible to obtain the festival, but on the contrary, it is difficult to preserve the land of the Xiajiang and several prefectures. The Yanli of Yunan and Luojing can't be kept, and they are stuck here..."
"The oxen people in Liangzhou are certainly the mediocre people who sit back and fear things; but these Jingnan Songhao and Shuxi are high and benevolent, but they are not good at each other..."
"However, this is the end of the matter. Even if the palace is repentant, it is in vain. Today's Hecheng Lishu may be available on credit, but you and I can't avoid it..."
With a hoarse voice, surrendered slowly.
"Who would have expected that the Qin Neng generation would be so unhelpful; instead of worrying and regretting for a while, it would be better to keep an eye on the city to prevent someone from accidentally reacting to the outside; taking you and me to serve the court..."
"Only in this firm basis can we wait for more opportunities to be changed; perhaps after the Jingnan Army and the Xichuan Army fight for success, there will be a way for my generation to survive..."
In the camp under the city, Jingnan Jiedu Song Hao was also receiving the urging and persuasion of the Supervisor Zhu Jingmei.
"The festival should be a quick fight and a quick decision... The miscellaneous family has already got the definitive news that Gao Renhou, the magical soldier and horseman of the Xichuan camp, has already settled the chaos in the west of Sichuan, and will be able to send troops down soon. ."
"Although your ministry should be invited by Shanxi Niu (勖) Jieshuai as a teacher, Gao Renhou has been given the order of Tian Dahuan... I am afraid that it will be overwhelmed by the time..."
—I am the dividing line —
And at a banquet in Chengdu Zicheng Bieyuan in the middle of Shu, dressed in the magnificent Shu brocade, they were also singing and dancing with all their strength to entertain the guests. Just behind the curtain of Secanruoxia.
After receiving the news that Gao Renhou put down the Xichuan rebellion; as the host, Tian Lingzi was also greatly relieved, and drank a glass of Lang Guanchun. After all, when he and this brother were in the first town of Sanchuan, they were useless except for restraining. They had to find ways to fix the problems that caused them.
In contrast, the same town is Sanchuan Jiedu. Whether it is Jiedu in Shanxi or Yang Shili in Jiedu in Dongchuan, it is much more worry-free; not only is it sending off a large number of envoys, but also frequently There are gold and silver treasures, rare and precious things to enjoy, and they must be presented to him before they can be selected.
"What books are the Holy Lord reading now..."
Thinking of this, Tian Lingzi suddenly asked inadvertently.
"Returning to the Grand Duke, it is the legendary and strange story written by Lanling Buxiaosheng, "Swordsman Record of Shu Mountain", which has been circulated in the market."
The adopted son Tian Jiming, who was participating in the banquet, responded carefully.
"It turns out to be this book. I have read one or two. There are all kinds of mysterious allusions, but it is a good choice to open up your mind..."
Tian Lingzi immediately let go of his skin, and said with his fat fingers.
"On the contrary, Nai enshrines the "Kunlun Slave" written by Pei Chong, which is nothing more than stealing people and the house, but "Nie Yinniang" reflects the relationship between the court and the town, or it should not stain the vision of the holy lord... "
"Grand Duke Jinyu's good words, my generation is deep and deep..."
The others hurriedly said yes.
"Furthermore, if Zheng Partridge is an accompaniment with such outstanding prose but extraordinary (negligence of economics and current affairs), he can be introduced to the Holy Master. For other things, don't let the Holy Master bother you too much..."
Tian Lingzi continued to say something
"What is this again..."
Later, after retreating to the more private Qingling barrier, two confidants followed closely, but it was Chengdu Changshi Yin Xifu and Neiyuanshi Wang Shicheng.
"The demon book found in Jinguan City, I specially asked the father to have a look at it."
Chengdu Changshi Yin Xi continued to say.
""Heroes of the Three Kingdoms", what a demon book is this... it's just a history book, right?"
Tian Lingzi was a little confused.
"That's why the book is heard from the hand of the demon monk outside Lingwai..."
Wang Shicheng added the Neiyuan Envoy.
"Oh, it's actually the handwriting of the demon monk, so there must be slander, far-fetched, and insincere...
Tian Lingzi remarked slightly.
"Because there are more comments, saying... saying... saying that today's holy lord is a later lord who does not think of Shu is alive..."
At this point, Yin Xifu became more nervous and apprehensive.
"It's just a slander of no ruler and no father, hasn't it been seen in recent years..."
Tian Lingzi couldn't help but whispered
"However, he compared you to Huang Hao and his ilk who confuse the Lord and lead the country."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help dripping sweat.
"Oh, it's no accident that this happened... But I want to pay attention to it..."
Tian Ling said indifferently.
"Now it is even more entrained in the body of a little yellow door..."
Then, Wang Shicheng added additional lanes
"What happened? It's really interesting..."
Tian Lingzi's indifferent expression suddenly couldn't be maintained, and slowly became gloomy, and then suddenly stretched out with a smile.
"It seems that someone wants to give the miscellaneous family a big surprise... It's really good."
As the saying goes, the holy family should also guard against the slightest failure. Don’t you see that the eunuchs of the past, including Simon Si Gong and others who originally supported the merits of this dynasty, have neglected details before losing power. But seeing the trouble and Jun Shang gradually gave birth to suspicion and suspicion.
The teacher of past life and future events, although he is not highly educated and started from the contempt of Wufang, but in the subtle changes in human sentiment, he is the essence of what he knows and sees, and he does not want to be repeated by others.
"Waiting for the opportunity to send this book up, it is a way that has nothing to do with the miscellaneous family... or before that, you have to imitate these batch-by-batch styles and add some text..."
However, not long after, Tian Lingzi called Wang Shicheng back to explain.
"Since the miscellaneous family has received kindness, the analogy is to mistake the country with Huang Hao and his ilk; then I don't know whether Zheng Xianggong and Er Yang compare themselves to Zhuge Wuhou or Jiang Wei's story;"
"Deng Ai. Who is Zhong Hui's choice, and who should Wei Yan, who was born and died that day, fell on him... The miscellaneous family is really looking forward to it?" (End of this chapter)