When Xu Fengnian entered the carriage, there were still only Xu Zhihu and Princess Jing'an. Xu Fengnian sat down cross-legged, leaning against the wall of the car, frowning.
Xu Zhihu felt a little distressed, and stretched out his hand to smooth his younger brother's brow.
Xu Fengnian smiled bitterly.
Is the delicate situation in Beiliang so clearly visible that even Cao Changqing can see through it at a glance? The emperors, especially the Taizu emperors who founded the dynasty, some of them didn’t use their swords to kill people, but they would take back their swords, and stabbed their companions who used to hold swords. Dogs were raised to bite people and prevent thieves. Isn't it a waste of rations to keep the dog? But Beiliang is not a dynasty after all, its borders are broken, and it lives in a corner. No matter how Xu Xiao is called the second emperor, he has to be respectful to the one in the capital in name. Allowing you to kill people and go to the palace with a sword is a kind of heavenly grace. Bei Mang, who was ready to move, knew that the imperial court would not be so stupid as to destroy his foundation for a long time, and Xu Xiao was a good hero, but he was not the kind of cunning cold owl who would treat Beiliang's old generals lightly. On the contrary, Xu Fengnian knows better than anyone else that Xu Xiao has spent a lot of time comforting and caring for the descendants of the old family. It doesn't make you, Xu Xiao, really comfortable. Yan Jiexi who betrayed Beiliang is a typical example.
Intentionally or unintentionally, the Confucian general in white clothes, Chen Zhibao, has monopolized power and has his own team. Even if he is not as exaggerated as a military general like Yun and a scholar, Ruyu, it is not too far behind. The Palace of Preserving Harmony said it in person in front of Xu Xiao and all the civil and military officials in the hall.
Chen Zhibao is recognized as the best at national warfare. He dispatches troops with more than 100,000 troops. He is superb. It is said that he remembers the names of every lieutenant and the strengths and weaknesses of their respective leaders. Fighting opportunities are fleeting, but Chen Zhibao can always fight. The finishing touch was the formation of troops, the battle of Xileibi, which lasted for three days and nights. Chen Zhibao did not sleep, and the commanding soldiers who raised the flag behind him rotated six batches of 18 people. The military historian who was in charge of recording the process wrote No less than ten sticks were broken. From the beginning to the end, Chen Zhibao remained motionless in his white clothes. Under his extremely precise and countless orders, he gnawed to death the last hundreds of thousands of young men in Xichu.
Rumor has it that today's son read it to the record, read it again and again, circled countless highlights, and rewrote the eight characters at the end of the scroll: really fascinating, worthy of the battle fairy!
In the past two years, Xu Fengnian had to imagine whether the fame and prestige of Chen Zhibao, who was dressed in white at that time, would be easier if he agreed to the emperor to go to southern Xinjiang. Even though Xu Fengnian is His Royal Highness, he doesn't know what Xu Xiao really thinks about any topic.
If Xu Xiao kept Chen Zhibao as a whetstone, it is even less like the kind of emperor's mind that slaughtered all the meritorious veterans to pave the way for his successor. If the tail is too big to lose, I am really not afraid that Xu Fengnian will lose to Chen Zhibao. After decades of military career with his head tied to his belt, will he lose completely in the end? As long as Chen Zhibao looks at each other coldly in Beiliang, how can Xu Fengnian really live without caring
Xu Zhihu quietly looked at his deep-thinking younger brother, and after realizing it, he was taken aback, "Then Cao Changqing's surname is Cao, and he can make the old sword god so nervous, so he must be Cao Guanzi?"
Xu Fengnian, who came back to his senses, said helplessly: "Unfortunately, you were right. This person is the high-ranking official who went to the palace to play hide-and-seek with Korean cats when he was bored."
Princess Jing'an is not stupid either. Jiang Ni's surname is Jiang, and she is clearly a maidservant, but when she gets along with His Royal Highness, how can she ever have the slightest awareness of being a slave and a maidservant? Pei Nanwei sneered and said, "It's fine to keep the princess of the subjugated country privately, and she was approached by the old ministers of Western Chu. How will His Highness explain to the capital? If the scholars in the south of the Yangtze River know about this, they will play it up and make Longyan furious. Didn't Your Highness come here aggressively and in high spirits, and leave in disgrace?"
Xu Fengnian's mood fell to the bottom, and he said angrily: "It's not your turn to have fun, this life is peaceful, your life will be more comfortable, this life is not peaceful, how can you be better, with your temperament, Zhao Heng really blinded his piercing eyes to be able to become the Zheng Wangfei of Jing'an Palace. Coupled with a Zhao Xun who covets your body, the family is unlucky. My son saved you in dire straits. Are you gloating here? Have you forgotten the feeling of slapping your face with Xiudong's scabbard?"
Pei Nanwei just sneered.
Xu Zhihu had a headache and said: "The old sword god in the teahouse said the name of Cao Guanzi. With Xu Huipu's prudence, he was destined to talk to several old priests. When the time comes, the true identities of Cao Changqing and Jiang Ni will be revealed together. This matter is true. tricky."
Xu Fengnian thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Trouble is trouble, but it's not a big deal. Those shrewd bastards in the Jiangnan Scholars Group, although they are not good at it and like to eat fish in muddy water, may not be willing to be with us in Beiliang. What's the benefit of tearing up the face and accepting the death feud with Xu Xiao? A reckless man uses a knife, a literati uses his mouth, and the well water does not violate the river water. It is not a last resort, and there will be no tragic slashing with pens and knives. After killing a few low-level scholars who are not well-known, now that Guanzi Cao is out to disrupt the situation, he should give some old patriarchs a handle. In this way, they can also balance their hearts, so that the old guy will not feel ashamed and there will be no accidents. Before I leave Yangchun City, someone will come to remind me, it's nothing more than "Your Highness, it's wrong for you to kill someone. Our trip to Yangzhou caught your little horse's feet, but it doesn't matter. Let's ignore the previous suspicions and just treat it as a blind one." Close your eyes, so Your Highness, can you restrain yourself, stop making noise, it's not good for everyone' This kind of boring tone, haha, sister, tell me, does this count as repaying hatred with virtue, and being a celebrity? "
Xu Zhihu listened to his younger brother speaking in that old pedantic tone, nodded vigorously, and couldn't help laughing.
Princess Jing'an murmured incredulously: "Is the state affairs so trifling?"
Xu Fengnian sneered and said: "Child's play? This is not a joke. Do you really think that the nobles of the aristocratic family are simply the court's favor? You have to beg for mercy from the king? State affairs are state affairs, so they can be compared to family affairs? It is true, for hundreds of years Didn’t those princesses from all over the world who can’t marry rich families and princes who can’t marry wealthy women all suffer humiliation in vain?”
Xu Fengnian knocked his head on the wall of the car, flicked his fingers on his lap, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "It's only been twenty years now, and the centipede is dead but not stiff. It might be hard to say in the future. I have to say, Xu Xiao is really fierce. There are ten intertwined families who don't know the emperor and only recognize their family. They cut melons and vegetables. Those emperors who died in Xu Xiao's hands, maybe there will be one or two smart people who laugh at death. How can our emperor tolerate so many potholes of the four ethnic groups in Yangzhou in the courtyard of the flat river? The king was named to crack the soil and sit in all directions, in order to slowly clean up these skin diseases with blunt knives. There are advantages and disadvantages, but to take a step back, these powerful vassal kings want the position of the Ninth Five-Year Lord. Regardless of the outcome, aren’t they all surnamed Zhao? Isn’t the world all owned by the Zhao family? In fact, the Spring and Autumn Period In the national war, the worst losers are Princess Pei, the family whose eyes are higher than the top, and the scholars are clamoring and abusing very much. The reason why Xu Xiao is not afraid is that he has counted the emperor's mind. I dare to kill people in Yangzhou, the same The truth, Princess Pei, how about we make a bet, the Jiangnan scholars are teaming up with the Imperial Academy to impeach me for ignoring the laws of the country, and we will bet on who will be beaten by the emperor?"
Princess Jing'an nodded and said, "Okay! I just don't believe that the Son of Heaven won't even give you a verbal punishment!"
Xu Fengnian struck while the iron was hot and said, "You can bet and think about it."
Pei Nanwei was also decisive, and said in a deep voice, "Okay."
Xu Zhihu doesn't mind this kind of petty fights, his younger brother is very good at dealing with women. She moved her position, leaned against His Royal Highness, and asked, "Is Cao Zhangqing's martial arts as great as the world praises?"
Elder Xu Feng let out a sigh of relief, and said with a soft laugh: "It's so powerful that it's a mess, and it's so fierce that it's smeared."
Xu Zhihu asked in a low voice: "Then ginger mud?"
Xu Fengnian did not speak.
He was able to bet with Pei Nanwei with confidence, and he even hid his scheming in the betting process, just to be sure that the arrogant Princess Jing'an is not a shrewd businessman. Once he loses to him, the profit will be greater than if he tells it by himself However, there is nothing he can do about Cao Guanzi, who can't be beaten but can't be scolded, but even more calculating. Once the martial arts achievements reach the peak, he has the qualification to be arrogant.
When Cao Changqing broke into the imperial city for the first time, it was as if he had entered the land of no one, and what he said in his mouth was even more domineering: To punish Zhao Zi is his life ambition, and Mo Xiaoru's ministers have gray hair on their temples. So what about the three households left in Chu, I enter the palace like a corridor.
For this kind of master who is willing to risk his life as if he is insane, not to mention Xu Fengnian, almost no one can do anything about it, unless Qi Xuanjiao and other land gods are born, otherwise even Wang Xianzhi may not be able to stop Cao Qingyi from desperately trying to do it. The match between the pavilion and the enemy pavilion does not mean that Cao Changqing will be able to defeat the old sword god, but for Cao Qizhao, who has never forgotten Western Chu in this life, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky can ignore the things that have been recognized. The iron-armored guards were in front, and they were still fighting all the way. Wang Xianzhi was on the top of the building, and he went up the building in one go. Today, Li Chungang was in front, so he naturally walked forward.
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Xu Fengnian didn't give an answer when he arrived in Lufu Freehand Garden. Cao Changqing didn't enter the mansion, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to put pressure on His Royal Highness. Xu Fengnian somewhat understood the psychology of the two emperors of the dynasty. On the side of the couch, in Tai'an City, there was such a Confucian scholar who appeared in front of him at some point, and he felt an indescribable sense of suffocation. Cao Changqing entered the capital three times and entered the palace three times, just to let the emperor surnamed Zhao of the Liyang Dynasty know that the whole world is yours, but you may not be able to enjoy it with peace of mind. Throughout the afternoon, His Royal Highness, with a normal face, stayed in the Xiyi Garden chatting with his elder sister Xu Zhihu. Xu Fengnian talked to her about the white fox's face on the third floor, and about the esoteric female Dharma king who happened to meet outside Xiangfan City, and the accident in the city. Mujian Wenhua, who eventually parted ways after reuniting, even talked about the girl Li Zi who grew up in the temple, the romantic girl Wang Dongxiang and the big Kui Yuan on the Spring God Lake. skip it.
At noon, after His Royal Highness left the Baoguo Temple, the poor scholar and the little beggar also stepped over the threshold, and the meditation room continued the debate between the king and the king. The right time, place and people were all on Yuan Honghu's side. Chen Liangxi, who read it, was not discouraged either. Yuan Jiangyan's Qingtan Jiangzuo's title of No. 1 was well deserved, not just for fame. Scholars in the south of the Yangtze River have three good things, they are good at accumulating prostitutes, good at raising their names, and good at building momentum. Those who reach the pinnacle are probably Yuan Jiangyan and the few people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Mr. Honghu. The host, Yin Daolin, was worthy of his nickname of Fudo Monk, and he kept silent all the time, but when Chen Liangxi got up to leave, Yuan Jiangyan didn't move, just nodded, and the respected and respected old Jiangnan famous monk got up and sent him to the door in person. Of course, the little beggar was not allowed to enter the meditation room, and stood at the door all the time, holding the empty watermelon in his hand, which was ridiculous. Walking out of Baoguo Temple, Chen Liangxi turned his head and looked at the gate of the temple, with a faint look of disappointment, and said to himself: "The way is different, it was not my plan."
The little beggar asked softly with curiosity on his face: "Where is that kind brother?"
Chen Liangxi touched her little head, and said gently: "You should leave Baoguo Temple earlier than us."
The little beggar let out an oh, very disappointed.
Chen Liangxi bent down to help take the watermelon, and joked: "What's wrong, little Dingdong, did you like that big brother? Indeed, he is a hundred times prettier than Brother Chen."
The little beggar's face was flushed red, and he was so cute.
Chen Liangxi stopped teasing the little girl.
The little beggar clutched the cuffs of the poor scholar and walked on the road. After hesitating for a long time, he summoned up the courage to raise his head and was about to speak. Chen Liangxi lowered his head and said softly, "You know that little Dingdong still likes brother Chen the most, right?"
The little beggar smiled brightly.
Chen Liangxi looked up at the sky, with an intoxicating smile, and said: "In the future, if brother Chen can step into the mud of history and leave footprints by chance, he must also let Xiao Dingdong accompany him."
How many reckless heroes have been in troubled times since ancient times, and how many of them can leave their names in history? Even if it is just a few crosses, it is an extravagant wish! The so-called footprints of this poor scholar who died with the posthumous posthumous name Wenzheng were clearly ambitious to leave his name in the official history, not a privately compiled unofficial history. Where does the little beggar know this? In her opinion, it might not be as affordable as having fried watermelon slices for dinner. She just thought it was brother Chen who said something good, and she was happy, jumping up and down, this is her rare carefree. Chen Liangxi also knew that the little girl couldn't understand, so he said it. Abandon the eight items taught by the sages to study things, to learn, to be sincere, to cultivate oneself, to govern the family, to govern the country and to bring peace to the world, and not to care about the foundation of inner sages and the achievements of kings outside, or even to talk about whether the king and hegemony have become rare goods to live in today. think. He just smiled and said, "Let's go, let's draw a dragon for you and grandpa on the stone slab outside the temple. As usual, Brother Chen draws a dragon, and Xiao Dingdong will do the finishing touches."
The little beggar hummed heavily.
Xu Huipu stood at the gate of Baoguo Temple, staring at the backs of the two poor people, one big and one small, fading away, in a daze. As a daughter of an aristocratic family, she was able to get acquainted with Chen Liangxi, a scholar from a poor family. It was due to an encounter at the root spring outside the temple wall. The little beggar went into the water to pick up money, but was reprimanded by the monks in the temple. After the siege, Xu Huipu was in a good mood at the time, so he asked Baoguo Temple not to stop the little girl from picking up the wishing money in the pool. Later, he accidentally discovered that Chen Liangxi had actually drawn a dragon privately. At first, he was shocked by his audacity, but after a closer look, he immediately went Amazed by his exquisite painting skills, it can be said that brushing the handwriting of the king's beard is like a god's help!
A picture of dragons and pythons fighting dragons, the sky dragon looming above the colorful and condensed clouds and mists, dripping with ink, the sky dragon has a long beard and a huge mouth, soaring through the clouds and fog, it is old and fearsome; Tweeting the letter, the picture was at the end at that time, Xu Huipu was really frightened by the strange and bizarre picture, Chen Liangxi was not in the slightest panic when the secret was discovered, after the conversation, the conversation was very happy, and he admired Chen Liangxi very much Yes, but this person is too sharp-edged. Xu Huipu knew that only his father, a first-class celebrity in the south of the Yangtze River, could be tamed, so he kept the meaning of Xu Xutuzhi. The original intention was that Chen Liangxi would break through the rules after being honed by life for a few more years. Recommended to Xu's natal family, starting from a staff member, maybe he can become a dragon. In the future, Chen Liangxi will naturally be grateful for Xu's gift of clouds and rain, so he will be truly used by the family. It's all messed up, the atmosphere is smoky, and her several years of planning are ruined!
Now Chen Liangxi, who monopolizes the limelight of Qushui Liushang, has already been considered to take off, and his reputation will soon spread throughout Jiangnan Road. If the Xu family wants to recruit again, it must be done blatantly, and the cost is bound to be several times higher than before. , how can Xu Huipu not hate His Royal Highness? The bigger secret is that if Lu Baijie hadn't shown up, she would have been so downcast that she would have warmed the quilt for this unscrupulous son. Xu Huipu devoted herself to cultivating the Tao, which was naturally regarded as a great shame and humiliation.
Seeing Bo Tuan and Yuan Jiangyan in Fangcai Temple, this long-established big shot had dark and gloomy eyes, which made Xu Hui feel even more horrified.
Famous scholars who can say, "Keeping a scholar is not like raising running dogs, it's like boiling an eagle, if you're hungry, eat it when you're full" are not just moral scholars who can only talk about mysteries!
Xu Hui sighed, feeling disheartened.
She walked out of the Baoguo Temple alone, squinted her eyes, and walked slowly towards the base of the wall. She said with a sad face, "Cao Changqing? What does it have to do with me? I just pretend I haven't heard of it!"
The female crown looked down at a clump of weeds, and said with a sneer, "Women are as cheap as grass."