Under the Xu family's iron hoof, is the Eight Kingdoms safe
People who have never experienced the flames of war may not take this old saying seriously.
The 300,000 iron cavalry in Beiliang are fine and strong, and they hear their voices before they see their faces. The horses on the official road are like thunder, trampling the ground again and again, so neat that it makes people tremble. Rise up, a simple word Xu, with silver hooks painted on iron, rumored to be made by a woman. When Jing'an Princess Pei Nanwei finally saw the two black-armored heavy cavalry in front, she was so nervous that her breathing subconsciously slowed down. In Xiangfan City, King Jing'an Zhao Heng had a very good personal guard cavalry, in the hinterland of the central part of the empire. It can be called sweeping the army. When Pei Nanwei saw thousands of cavalry charging on the Guangling River, he thought that the bravery of the cavalry in the world was the apex.
Only then did Pei Nanwei know what it meant to be as high as a mountain. The Fengzi Battalion with swords and crossbows belonged to the Northern Liang Qingqi, but the cavalry with high horses and heavy armor was the real iron cavalry in the Northern Liang Army. In the Jue Dynasty, the cavalry's combat quality is second to none. When the horse steps on the hoof, the cavalry on the horse's back rises and falls, and the angle of the spear in his hand does not change at all. Fifty steps away from His Royal Highness's cavalry, the horse stops almost at the same time. Quiet, without any noise, two riders shuttled out, one of the generals was extremely martial and handsome, with a white horse and a silver spear, he got off his horse and walked freely. The other one reminded Pei Nanwei of Zhao Yi and Zhao Biao and his son in Guangling. The dismounting action lost any sense of beauty. The dust from the feet does not seem to lose to the horses.
Pei Nanwei and Murong's sister and brother paled in an instant. There are few women in the world who do not hate and fear the fat man in front of them. They say that their faces change when they talk about it. Even Pei Nanwei is not immune. If she is in Jing'an Palace in Xiangfan City, she will naturally Calmness, but in Beiliang territory, the lonely Pei Nanwei really didn't have the confidence and toughness, but then the fat man who should have gone to hell to be hacked into a frying pan made Pei Nanwei deeply understand what it means Shameless flattery, still five or six steps away from His Royal Highness, the whole body suddenly threw himself on the ground, hugged Xu Fengnian's thigh, with tears and snot on his face, "Your Highness is finally back, Lu Qiuer should die!" Ah, I couldn't stay with His Highness on the Guangling River, if something happened to His Highness, how would Lu Qiuer live! After hearing this, Lu Qiuer went to the General's side to beg for a tiger talisman overnight. 20,000 cavalrymen marched from Liangzhou to Guangling, cut off the eggs of the father and son and fried them. At that time, there will be countless concubines in the palace of Guangling, and His Highness will pick them first. Just a few Lu Qiuer."
Pei Nanwei is still good and can still pretend to be calm. Murong Wuzhu's face was pale with fright, and he hid behind Murong Tonghuang tremblingly, sticking out his head, timidly afraid that the vicious god would sit on the ground and howl one moment, but stand up and laugh at her hungry tiger the next moment. She thinks differently from Princess Jing'an. After all, Princess Pei is the real princess of the powerful vassal king in the dynasty. Although she is also afraid of Chu Lushan's notoriety, she pays more attention to the real combat power of Beiliang's cavalry and the story behind Chu Lushan. How can there be more Murong Wuzhu? Thinking of Chu Lushan's official position and military achievements in the Spring and Autumn Period, she now wished that all the fat people in the world were short of weight. Xu Fengnian rubbed Chu Lushan's cheeks, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, we are all our own people, who are you pretending to be a grandson for? I warn you, this son of mine is not very fond of stable men weighing more than 300 catties. Would you like to try it?"
Chu Lushan, who was often forgotten as General Qianwuniu, struggled resentfully to get up, and His Royal Highness, with a smile on his face, gave him a hand intentionally or unintentionally. Fatty Chu was still muttering to himself, Xu Fengnian turned his head and saw Yuan Zuozong, the unexpected white bear, and said softly, "Brother Yuan is lucky."
Yuan Zuozong, who likes to use the enemy's head as a wine bowl, squinted his eyes and shook his head: "Your Highness does not need to worry about the responsibility of the last general."
Pausing for a while, it seemed that the wording was a bit blunt. Yuan Zuozong, who had always been serious, smiled and joked for the first time: "Your Highness, Yuan Erge, Yuan Zuozong walked comfortably for hundreds of miles."
Xu Fengnian asked Shu Shu to let the horse out, and kept pace with Chu Lushan on the official road. Aunt Shu, whose fate is far better than Lu Qiantang's, had to act as a groom. Ever since she left Guangling, she had never had a good night's sleep, and she felt at ease until now. When you arrive in Beiliang, even a dragon has to lower your head obediently, and for Beiliang, there has never been a word of river dragon, but here, only river insects. On the way home, she got a hidden message from His Royal Highness, that the woman in Xiangfan city who was hidden in Zhao Xun's golden house had died suddenly. Does this mean that she can replace her? His Royal Highness said something blank, she did not dare to speculate.
Two dusty carriages followed closely behind, and one of them was driven by Qingniao, the maid of Wutongyuan. She looked at the back of His Royal Highness, bit her lips tightly, and slowly lowered the corners of her eyes. The first three riders on the official road, His Royal Highness is in the middle, and the two righteous sons of Beiliang kings are guarding the left and right. They are all three-rank military generals who are famous for their most solid military exploits in the Spring and Autumn Period. , but compared with Ning Emei Dian Xiongshu, who made Beimang gnash his teeth, the generals of Beiliang's young and strong faction are still stable. In addition, Yuan Zuozong's horse battles are all recognized in the empire as super-class generals. There are countless "Yuan Baixiong" in the Liang army.
The Beiliang iron cavalry who was a little closer to the three of them galloped on their horses, and they all stared at His Royal Highness. What they had seen and heard in the past was nothing more than that His Highness competed with other princes and brothers for women in the territory. It was never reported in the last three years of travel. If there is any rumor, they will just think that it is His Highness who went to harm the girls in other places, but news of this trip came back to Beiliang one after another, which made the whole Beiliang terrified. Who would believe that Zhao Heng, the King of Jing'an, was stabbed to death on the spot in front of the vassal king? Later, I heard that the old sword god Li Chungang, who somehow became His Royal Highness's retinue, borrowed countless swords in Huishan, Jianzhou. There are quite a few people who firmly believe that this is His Highness's demeanor. Speaking of this, while feeling absurd, they are also very relieved. As for the recent rumor that Li Chungang beheaded 2,600 horses with his sword on the bank of Guangling River, few people believed it to be true, but His Royal Highness said that he wanted to teach Guangling to hang all the swords in the city, and almost all the audience were amazed and shouted hello! These days, because of this sentence, Beiliang's specialty green ant wine is almost out of stock.
The people of Beiliang enjoyed drinking and drinking. The restaurants and restaurants in the streets and alleys were booming. The overwhelming verbal criticism of His Royal Highness disappeared. Some storytellers with excellent business acumen gathered here and there. To invent more wonderful deeds, as long as they talk about His Royal Highness's travels, they will win applause. Usually, storytelling consumes a few catties, and the extra reward is only a few copper coins. Now I can get it every day. Broken silver spared no effort to flatter and praise the prince who had never been masked. At first, the scholars and scholars scoffed, but they couldn't bear the unanimous opinion of everyone around them, and began to be skeptical. Finally, seeing the general trend, they had no choice but to follow suit.
However, the Beiliang army remained unusually silent.
Murong Wuzhu put down the curtain and said to himself: "It turns out that a big devil like Chu Lushan would be afraid of His Highness."
Murong Tonghuang sneered and said, "This Chu Lushan is just afraid of the King of Beiliang who has done too much to reward him."
Murong Wuzhu frowned, she was not used to rebutting her younger brother and said in a low voice: "But I think Chu Lushan is actually a little afraid of His Highness."
Murong Tonghuang hesitated for a moment and fell into deep thought.
Before entering Liangzhou City, His Royal Highness Shizi got back into the carriage and took the same carriage with Pei Nanwei.
Princess Pei lifted a corner of the car curtain, saw the people pointing at the people through the gap, and sneered, "Your Highness is still shy? After traveling three thousand miles across mountains and mountains, he finally turned his bad reputation into a good one. Isn't it just His Royal Highness?" Is it the intention to travel?"
Xu Fengnian ignored the cynicism, folded his knives on his knees, closed his eyes, and breathed silently according to Da Huang Ting's heart formula.
Northern Liang Palace.
Pei Nanwei followed Xu Fengnian out of the carriage. What she didn't expect was the grand scale of the palace and the shabby reception of the battle. Such a huge palace occupying mountains and lakes must have countless servants. But at this time, there was only an old man who was not in a strong figure standing at the door of Zhu Qi. Today is the beginning of winter. As the old saying goes, the water is frozen, and the pheasant enters the big water and becomes a mirage. The heat from his body was draining quickly, and the old man who couldn't help the wind shook his feet, saw the carriage stop, and came with a smile on his face, and when he saw His Royal Highness, he smiled and chatted trivially, similar to "I'm back, good Well, it looks stronger." "Father has asked the family to prepare some meat dishes such as donkey rolling and tender ginger duck. In a year, eating at the beginning of winter is the most nourishing." "Hey, why did you come out of Liangzhou? How many girls did you bring with you, and you didn’t see many of them when you came back this trip? Could it be that you didn’t bring enough money for the trip, and those girls from Liangzhou accident are too shrewd and philistine?”
The corner of Murong Tonghuang's mouth twitched.
Murong Wuzhu stared wide-eyed, with a dazed expression on his face, this old man, could it be that man Tu Beiliang King? Murong Wuzhu kept telling himself absolutely not.
Jing'an Princess Pei Nanwei was as shocked as the Murong sisters and brothers, but she was relatively more sophisticated in the world. She bent down and gave a graceful blessing, but her words couldn't help but tremble, "Pei Nanwei pays homage to Xu General."
Murong Wuzhu swallowed, and instinctively took a step back.
After Murong Tonghuang confirmed the identity of the old man in front of him, he waved his sleeves, threw his body to the ground, and pressed his forehead firmly against the cold stone, and said respectfully: "Murong Tonghuang, a grassroots man in Jianzhou, greets the King of Beiliang!"
It's a pity that Xu Xiao didn't take a look at Princess Jing'an who bent over Wanfu and Emperor Murong Tong who prostrated himself on the ground. The old man, whose attire did not match the No. With mist on his lips, he asked with a smile: "I blame the old man for not having enough troops, and not being able to kill Zhao Yi's dead fat pig at Guangling?"
Princess Pei's eyelids twitched without feeling slighted. Murong Tonghuang, who didn't dare to move, trembled even more.
Xu Fengnian pursed his lips that always felt hot and mean, and said calmly: "I thought you would scold me a few words, even if you don't scold me, at least you won't give me a good face."
Xu Xiao looked at the eldest son with a smile, waved his sleeves lightly, patted His Royal Highness on the shoulder, walked to the side door together, and said softly: "The son is like a father, how can the father not know that you are forcing yourself to be the son?" King of Beiliang."
Xu Fengnian remained silent.
Entering the palace, Xu Fengnian caught a glimpse of the big celadon plate in the hand of the big housekeeper, and there was a small porcelain bowl inside, which contained a lump of meat that didn't look very fresh.
In the eyes of Princess Jing'an, Pei Nanwei looked like an old man who had more rich men than slaughtered too many people, Nu Nuzui, and said with a light smile, "It was cut from Zhao Yi's body, and it was delivered as soon as possible."
Xu Fengnian was stunned.
Xu Xiao said slowly: "After you left Guangling, my father sent someone to reason with him, probably because he felt wronged, so he cut off this piece of meat himself."
Pei Nanwei had the urge to turn around and run away.
This time, Xu Xiao didn't smile with His Royal Highness who is the most spoiled son, but said softly: "Father is old after all, and in the future, you will have to explain these truths to others by yourself."