Chen Zhibao left the small Zhuangzi where Yangliu Yiyi was in front, and Bai Huer's face turned to Ting Chaoge in the back.
Xu Xiao came to this secluded village with no outer walls. Most of the servants in the village knew that there was such a number one character after the maidservant's green paint, who could make General Chen, who doesn't like to joke, become abnormal, and sent him away last time. After the old man, he was obviously in a good mood. Some time ago, he was still guessing whether the old man might be Li Gongde, the economic envoy. Deliberately flattering, guessing and guessing, he can only think that he is probably an old general who abdicated from the Beiliang Army, maybe he is an old subordinate of General Chen. The next time the King of Beiliang came in person, the old steward didn't bother, he still took it under the shade of the tree in the backyard, and asked Lu Qi, who had met him before, to bring Zhuangzi's homemade melon and fruit snacks. After Xu Xiao ate a little, he laughed. Standing up and asking the maid to lead him to Chen Zhibao's study, the girl Lu Qi didn't dare to make up her own mind, but it's not good to just say that the maids don't let their maids clean General Chen's study. It has become an unwritten rule that people don't go to the general's study. Even if the door of the study is open all year round, no one will go even if the dust is piled up. Xiao ran over and personally led the general to the study, and when he reached the door, the old steward walked away quickly with the suspicious green girl.
Xu Xiao crossed the threshold with his hands behind his back, walked to the side of the desk, and saw a blank piece of paper with no words written on it.
When a woman gets married and leaves home, she will bring a dowry. When a man travels, he must marry into someone's family, so he will naturally be alone.
Lychee is still separated after all.
Xu Xiao put away the white paper and rolled it into his sleeve, and said softly, "That's fine."
Xu Xiao looked around, the bookshelves were full of rare and rare military books and historical books collected, they were not kept in royal wood such as red sandalwood and huanghuali, obviously they were just ones that could be flipped and read at any time. Xu Xiao was stunned for a while, thinking about some past events. I remember that Zhibao was a very naughty child when he was a child. The little bastard is full of water, hold it back before hugging, and will give you a pee when you are halfway through the hug. When did you start to become silent? Probably on the day of the toast on the scribbled tomb, Zhibao knelt on the grave and buried his head in the loess. Even Xu Xiao didn't know whether the child was crying or not. Later, the Beiliang army began to grow stronger, and the iron hooves broke through the courage of the six countries. Afterwards, they entered the capital according to the order. Before the father and son met the saint, Xu Xiao once had a frank and honest talk with him and asked him if he wanted to go to Lietu Fengjiang to be a king with a different surname. He, Xu Xiao, can live in the capital for the elderly, so if he is a minister of the Ministry of War, he can fool him, and let Chen Zhibao go to Beiliang to be the only king with a different surname in the dynasty, and control the throat of the northwest for the dynasty. He still didn't agree, saying that this place in the capital was uneasy, and he was worried that his foster father would be his hostage.
Later, when he came to the court, the emperor tried again intentionally or unintentionally, asking Chen Zhibao if he would join forces with King Yanchi to quell the barbarians in the south for the court. A general like Gu Jiantang, who was very skilled at nourishing Qi, was furious on the spot, and suddenly turned around with his sleeves swung, while King Yanchi looked up at the beams of the main hall, without saying a word. The old Shoufu, that is, the civil official leader of Zhang Shoufu's mentor today, knelt down, kowtowed, and bled profusely. That year, Chen Zhibao in white was only seventeen years old, and Xu Fengnian was only about eight years old. Over the years, Xu Xiao began to be unable to see through what this adopted son really wanted, and where his bottom line was. The more desireless Chen Zhibao was, and the more he had accumulated a lot, the less Xu Xiao dared to die of old age easily. Because Rentu knew that once he died, Chen Zhibao, who seemed to be fighting for nothing, could get everything. When that day really comes, Beiliang, who is in a crack, may not be able to satisfy Chen Zhibao's appetite. Why did the newly enthroned son of the Zhao family make Chen Zhibao the vassal again? On the bright side, he is magnanimous, and if he has meritorious service, he will be rewarded. I don't mind the two Wang Nanbei with different surnames echoing each other, so why not let the father and son restrain each other
Xu Xiao has no doubts at all that Chen Zhibao, who is independent, does not want to or cannot compete in the world.
Xu Xiao walked out of Zhuangzi, muttering to himself: "I hope both sides can have enough time."
Return to Beiliang Palace.
In the lobby, there were no military guards showing a murderous aura, and half of the six adopted sons came. Qi Dangguo, who carried the flag, Ye Xizhen, who studied under Yang Cai Zhao Changling, and Yao Jian, who was good at looking for dragons.
Chen Zhibao, Yuan Zuozong and Chu Lushan are no longer in Beiliang.
There are only four father and son left.
Seeing the adoptive father who sat gently on the chair, Ye Xizhen and Yao Jian looked at each other and knelt down slowly. Qi Dangguo stood still, glaring at these two brothers who had already achieved success, his face full of anger.
Xu Xiao put his hands in his sleeves, leaned back, and said, "Our spy agency in Beiliang has been divided into two these years, with Lu Qiuer in charge of one half and Xi Zhen in charge of the other half. A thousand taels of gold was paid for his life, and a blind woman named Xue Songguan was hired to kill Fengnian. Xizhen, you bought your life first, and Lu Qiuer was the second, because the blind female luthier took the money There is no such thing as breaking a promise, so Lu Qiu'er's one thousand taels of money is a bit of a disadvantage, but she just asked her to order it. Whether Feng Nian can survive in Beimang will have to be fought. I know, Changling died I have been very optimistic about Zhibao before, thinking that as long as he can master the Beiliang iron cavalry, let alone dominate the Spring and Autumn Period, it will be no problem even if he eats Beimang in the future. Don't hide it in front of me, you still held my hand before you died, and your last words clearly stated that Zhi Bao can become a king as majestic and strategic as the Great Qin Emperor. So Xizhen, you inherit Changling's will, those who have not done it yourself these years I can't find out the dirty water, and I don't want Lu Qiu'er to investigate, but I know who is contributing to the flames, and this is the original intention of Yishan to ask me to keep a low profile. I don't blame you for that. You, Xizhen, just want to fight for Master, to prove that Li Yishan is wrong, and that Li Yishan is not as good as Zhao Changling. These years, the old people in Beiliang have lost their hearts, especially those old guys who persuaded me to proclaim themselves emperor, are even more depressed With a breath of resentment, it never dissipated."
"As for you, Yao Jian, you have always been convinced of Huang Longshi's statement that the white clothes cut the python dragon together. You have been stubborn since you were a child, and you want to become a national teacher like the real Qilin in Beimang. As for the great wish of continuing the incense, if I make it clear to persuade you, the father-son relationship may be gone long ago, and how could you travel all over Beiliang with Fengnian in those years, I have been holding back and not talking about it."
Xu Xiao is really old. With his hands resting on the back of the chair, he slowly stood up from the chair with a short body. The young general who took the lead every time was not afraid of being tired or dying. It was so difficult, and he finally said: " It’s hard for me to say now, but I must be right and you are wrong.”
Xu Xiao walked out of the lobby, Qi Dangguo stood guard at the door, with his back to Yao Jian and Ye Xizhen.
Ye Xizhen stood up first, staggered to pick up a jug of wine left by his adoptive father, held two wine glasses between the fingers of one hand, raised the jug with the other hand and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff, the tearful scribe said softly with a smile : "Look, I told you it must be green ants. You have to bet with me that it is rice wine. The rice wine needs to be warmed up. If you don't mind the trouble, I will."
Yao Jian didn't stand up, but sat cross-legged.
Ye Xizhen sat in front of him and poured two glasses of wine.
Ye Xizhen held up a cup of green ants, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and said with a smile, "What's wrong, Lao Yao, don't you want to part with those broken books in your room?"
The expressionless Yao Jian held the wine glass, shook his head and said, "If there's anything you can't bear, it's actually quite good to leave it to Fengnian. He used to like to steal books when he was a child. This time, he doesn't have to worry about being scolded by me. I am Whether it is life or death, there is only one person, but you, don't worry about that family?"
Ye Xizhen laughed and said: "Don't worry, I still can't trust my adoptive father in this kind of thing?"
Yao Jian nodded.
Ye Xizhen raised his glass to Yao Jian, "Try one?"
Yao Jian rolled his eyes and said: "Don't touch it, you have never been a good drinker all your life, and every time you celebrated a victory, you didn't have a few catties of wine under your feet, and you ruined it. Clinking glasses with you will lose your reputation."
Scholar Ye Xizhen covered his face with his sleeve and drank it down.
Yao Jian coincidentally drank all the wine in his glass, closed his eyes and murmured softly, "Unfortunately, there are no appetizers."
The two drank two glasses of wine, then knelt towards the door at the same time.
Qi Dangguo, who was standing at the door, rubbed his eyes.
Looking at the adoptive father who was leaning against a big red-painted pillar outside the door, Qi Dangguo closed the door, walked up to the old man and squatted down, and said hoarsely: "I don't understand what they want to do so much, why don't you live well?" ?”
Xu Xiao was probably tired of standing, so he sat on the steps and said softly, "Yifu doesn't know either. Those who can tell me the answer, like Changling and Yishan, have all left."