In an elegant house in the mountains and forests, two elderly people sat opposite each other and ate crabs. The older one had snow-white eyebrows, and there was a lazy white cat squatting on the corner of the table in hand. The autumn wind is picking up crab legs, but it should be twenty years away from the best season for eating crabs. However, as the capital of Liyang, Tai'an City has received countless tributes. There are gourmets with background and connections, and they have their own unique ways. Yangzhou There is Fenquan Lake, which produces purple bearded yellow crabs. Because there are many yellow and purple nobles in the Tianshi Mansion of Longhushan, the ancestral home of Taoism, I do not know which elegant person took the nickname of "Dragon Tiger Crab", which has been used to this day. Compared with other lake crabs and river crabs, this kind of crabs matures 20 days earlier, and the female crabs are already yellow and thick in autumn. The old man in snow-white was kind-hearted, and there were eight exquisitely crafted crabs on the table. The old man was particular about eating crabs. From time to time, he picked up a piece of ginger and put it in his mouth to dispel the coldness of crabs. The new chrysanthemums picked in early autumn from unknown where are used to wipe hands and relieve fishy smell. The old man eats crabs lightly and slowly peeling, everything is in order, obviously he is a veteran of this way. The person on the opposite side is not young anymore, but he is still one and a half years younger than the old man who raised a precious "snow lion". When he eats crabs, he obviously has to gobble them up. The eight pieces of trivial crabs made his ten fingers golden and greasy, and he did not forget to lick them off in his mouth. Seeing the white-browed old man's close servant girl's scalp go numb for a while, but she did not dare to show the slightest disdain, you must know This old man is Tantan Weng who is well-known all over the world, the chief official of the Liyang Dynasty, if he hadn't defected, no one in the temple would have dared to confront the chief assistant Zhang Julu. However, the old man whom she has been serving carefully for several years is by no means an ordinary person. Yu Jiankang, the ancestor of Jiangxin Yu's family, in real terms, even Tan Tan Weng should be called Master. The maidservant felt a little helpless in her heart. The ancestor brought Tangxi Sword Immortal to intercede for a few words. Unexpectedly, Mr. Huan was not willing to wait because Lu Baijie, Minister of the Ministry of War, was involved in temporary military affairs. What.
Yu Jiankang was the majestic old man in the back mountain of Jiangnan Dao Baoguo Temple, who was able to force Huang Guandao to rush to recommend himself to the prince of Beiliang. This is how it is today. After eating the crab, the old man rinsed his mouth and wiped his hands, exhaled lightly, and the extremely clever maid left wisely. Yu Jiankang reached out and touched the white cat's head, looked at Tan Tanweng who was rubbing the oil on his clothes casually, and said with a soft smile: "Master Pushe, when do you have time to go to the south of the Yangtze River? So that the old man can return to the landlord's position." friendship."
Tan Tanweng said with a smile: "Mr. Yu, you and I have not reached that point in our relationship, so let's stop being polite. To be honest, there are still several old accounts that have not been settled clearly, but since the calculations are all muddled, I Huan Wen If you can deceive yourself all these years, Mr. Yu will not deceive others again."
Yu Jiankang took a deep look at Tan Tan Weng, whom he hadn't seen for more than 20 years, and suppressed Xiao He's gloominess in his heart, and laughed at himself: "I really underestimated you back then. Fighting mandarin ducks is also a great regret in the old man's life."
Huan Wen shook his arm, and cut straight to the point: "Don't worry, you, Mr. Yu, are you, Mr. Yu, Yu Lian is Yu Lian, and Lu Baijie is even more Lu Baijie. I, Huan Wen, are not so small-minded as to blame others. It's just that Yu Lian can't be that." The Minister of the Ministry of Officials who entered the palace three times could not compete with Zhang Lumen's student Zhao Youling. I, Huan Wen, were indeed one of the obstacles in the way, but it was not a personal grudge. It was just that he, Yu Lian, could not support the Ministry of Officials. Huan Wen could still turn a blind eye to a government office like this, but if he wanted to be in charge of a bureaucracy whose rank was about to be raised, Yu Lian had to beg thick smoke to come out of his ancestral grave. "
The old Patriarch of the Yu family who pointed at Sang and scolded Huai smiled, but he was not angry, and it was not a deliberate concealment with profound cultivation skills, but the old man with snow eyebrows was really not angry.
Huan Wen continued to speak bluntly: "The Ministry of War did not do its job well, and made Guangling Road a mess. Cao Changqing took advantage of it and took it away easily. I, Huan Wen, have a resentment in my heart. If you don't scold Lu Baijie, Minister of the Ministry of War, who else can you blame? Blame it. He sat in this position, if it was Gu Jiantang or Chen Zhibao, I would still scold him. Of course, Lu Baijie has only been a servant for a short time, and the position of Shangshu has not been warmed up. He is a bit wronged by being scolded this time .”
Even Yu Jiankang couldn't laugh or cry, and said helplessly, "You don't just swear, you also hit people. Now the whole world knows that Sword Immortal Tangxi almost kicked your servant on the chest."
Huan Wen slapped the table, and said angrily, "I almost twisted my foot with an old bone, who can I ask for comment?"
Yu Jiankang sighed, not intending to get entangled with this scoundrel on this matter. Everyone in the temple knew that it didn't matter whether Tan Tan Weng kicked Lu Shangshu or not, the important thing was that Zuo Pushe, who was under the door, was furious with the newly changed military department, and would affect the whole body, even if Lu Baijie was valued by His Majesty the Emperor However, once people get the bad impression of being hated by Tan Tan Weng, then Lu Baijie wants to display his ambitions, and many things will be hindered by invisible clues. Even if it can be done, it will be greatly reduced. People in the Ministry of War are already fluctuating, and the bureaucracy, which has been suppressed for a long time, is showing signs of rising again. As the new leader of the Jiangnan Scholars Group, the well-known Lu Baijie was even expected to make further progress, and there is no need to stop at the corner of the Ministry of War In the end, Huan Wen kicked him like this, and everything changed. Among the scholars in the south of the Yangtze River, he was Yu Jiankang, who once appraised the family rank, but there were not many old immortals hiding behind the scenes in Jiangbei
Yu Jiankang could afford it and put it down, and asked, "Then Xu Gong?"
Huan Wen glanced at Yu Jiankang, and said angrily, "I'm not blue-eyed. It's not difficult to get in the way of someone's future, but I can't do it, and I don't want to do it to promote others. Mr. Yu mentioned the wrong pig's head and entered the wrong temple, let alone It seems that there is no need to burn incense to anyone for the friendship accumulated by Mr. Yu for decades."
Gumu Xu's family used to be supported by two pillars. The outstanding military general Xu Gong was outside, and Concubine Xu Shu was inside. Unfortunately, because of the eldest daughter of Xu Xiao, the latter was caught by the empress and thrown into the cold palace. Forget about seeing the light of day again. When she went to Changchun Palace, not only Gumu Xu's vitality was seriously injured, but also the entire Jiangnan scholar group was seriously affected. The aristocratic clans are all prosperous and the other is damaged, and it has been natural since ancient times. Concubine Xu Shu fell out of favor at that time, and soon several well-known and well-known officials in the south of the Yangtze River used various tricks to push back to their original positions for the official department under Zhao Youling's control. In officialdom, laughing at others and being laughed at by others often happens overnight, and there is no such thing as thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. If it weren't for Lu Baijie's success in Tai'an City, the scholars in the Jiangnan side would have been even more difficult. Not to mention other things, on the day Lu Baijie was promoted to the Minister of the Ministry of War, the number of guild halls in Jiangnan states and counties doubled. After Tan Tanweng scolded the Ministry of War, Thirty percent went away quietly.
Yu Jiankang gently stroked the white cat's back, shook his head and said with emotion: "It makes a big difference whether you are in a temple or not. Inside, if you ask others to do things, it should be due to others' gratitude. When you are outside, it is not very smart to ask others to do things." .”
Under the guise of interceding with Lu Baijie, Yu Jiankang actually came to seek Xu Gong's future. Because the two old men are very clear-cut, Lu Baijie's temporary ups and downs on the stage can't stop the general trend of this emperor's celebrity. However, General Longxiang Xu Gong is different. The imperial court already has an undercurrent of suppressing generals. The officials’ promotion is higher than that of the military department. Shantou is in such a hurry to ask for orders to go south? Didn't they all see the reason why there is no shop in this village after visiting this village? They are all thinking about accumulating as much merit as possible for their children and grandchildren. If Xu Gong misses this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it will be even harder to get ahead in the future.
For those who can create great power by themselves, in the whole spring and autumn, there is only one person, Tu Xuxiao.
Gu Jiantang can only be counted as half. As for the others, even a hero like Lu Shengxiang, no matter how talented he is, is just taking advantage of the situation.
Huan Wen hesitated.
Yu Jiankang was stunned for a moment, this guy has never been procrastinating, but he would hesitate about things? The ancestor of the Yu family immediately became serious.
Huan Wen suddenly asked an inexplicable and irrelevant question, "Old Yu, how many years do you have left, can you live for fifteen years?"
Yu Jiankang couldn't grasp the mystery for a while, so he could only tell the truth, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to think too much in fifteen years, but I will definitely not be able to lie in a coffin in ten years."
Huan Wen nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay. Then I, Huan Wen, will make an exception and say a few words for Xu Gong. Within three years, I will definitely give him a powerful general. To be honest, if you follow the operation of your Jiangnan scholars, Xu Gong will not be promoted. , a dead end! As a reward, you Yu Jiankang, before you die, you have to write two words for someone."
Yu Jiankang frowned, a little puzzled.
Huan Wen wrote two words on the table with his fingers, then got up and left.
Yu Jiankang looked at the unwritten empty table, and did not see off Tan Tanweng. He was silent for a long time, and sighed, "Bi Yaner, with this friend, what fear is there in death?"
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The empress of Beimang was far more open-minded than men in the world, allowing the Southern Dynasty to become its own temple.
The Southern Dynasties set up six departments but did not set up the second province of Zhongshu under the sect, but there was an extra king of the Southern Court, but the six ministers were always one rank lower than the Beiting.
The status of Huang Songpu, the great king of the Southern Academy, in Beimang is in decline, especially after his confidant Hong Gu'an was buried in the Junziguan, a border fortress. Huang Songpu, who was born in a small noble family who moved to the north, was dealt a heavy blow. Yu, and Yang Yuanzan, who was a pariah who joined the army, these two big figures did not take advantage of this to encroach on Huang Songpu's power and territory. The Gaohua family has calmed down a lot. Those Spring and Autumn veterans who dared to point fingers at the three generals felt the dull atmosphere of the coming storm, and stopped talking nonsense about overthrowing Beiliang without needing a hundred thousand soldiers. . The Southern Dynasty was blessed by misfortune, and there was a rare harmonious atmosphere. In addition, Dong Zhuo became more and more powerful, and external forces rose almost irresistibly, and Hong Jingyan got all the Rouran cavalry. Transferred some of the original old contradictions.
With the 400,000 army in the Southern Dynasty, Huang Songpu, the great king of the Southern Academy, became more and more unable to command, and the inside and outside of the court already knew it well. It's just that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. As long as the two generals, Liu Gui and Yang Yuanzan, don't break faces with Huang Songpu, then no one will dare to confront him face to face.
Except that fat man.
At this moment, Fatty, who is more powerful in the military, has nearly one hundred thousand soldiers in his hands, and all of them are elite soldiers. This Fatty Dong, who is extremely popular in the temple, is cursing, almost pointing at Huang Songpu's nose. saliva.
"Old man Huang, are you deluded by lard and want to fight Beiliang to decide the outcome?!"
"I ask you, how did Hong Gu'an, who should have been dragged out to flog the corpse, die in the first place? He was superior in number and geography. Didn't he lose to the Dragon Elephant Army who had temporarily changed from heavy cavalry to light cavalry?"
"I bet you that if you do this, don't talk about flattening Beiliang, maybe His Majesty's royal tent will have to be copied by the Xu family's iron cavalry!"
"You old bastard, are you blind? After Gu Dazu entered Liang, the defense line woven with fourteen passes as key nodes in Beiliang was a quagmire. He was determined to stay with you. The second line of defense is slowly making eye contact with us! The 400,000 troops rush forward in one fell swoop, Beiliang can afford it, and we can afford it? Are you sure that the Xu family on the opposite side will not cut back and let us transport food and grass in a big way?"
The more Fatty Dong talked, the more he had no scruples. The white-haired Huang Songpu remained expressionless, and he didn't even bother to wipe the fat man's saliva.
For the first time, Yang Yuanzan and Liu Gui did not stop Dong Zhuo's lack of rules.
Huang Songpu asked calmly when Dong Zhuo took time to breathe and rest: "Are you done scolding?"
Dong Zhuo bent over and hurriedly raised his arms, "Wait a minute."
Many old ministers in the temple who were not surprised at all rolled their eyes, and some young upstarts were more or less shocked.
Huang Song Pu really didn't speak.
Dong Zhuo moved his mouth, as if he was trying to produce some body fluid so that he could curse more easily.
Dong Zhuo straightened his back, and was about to scold Huang Songpu to wake up this old dizzy man.
At the entrance of the main hall, several tall men with deep prestige walked in. They were not too old, but their official hats could not be any older.
Most of them were the important ministers of the Northern Mang who were in the Southern Dynasty but could completely ignore this temple, holding the festival! The rest of them are just as rare as Jijie in Beimang, but their status is more detached.
Sensing the weird atmosphere around him, Dong Zhuo turned his head and opened his mouth wide.
Be good, is this still the court hall of the Southern Dynasty? Instead of the most solemn painting ashes in the Beiting King's Tent
These uninvited guests included two elders from Longyao Prefecture of Gusai Prefecture, and Murong Baoding, a festival chief from Juzi Prefecture, and a general with supernatural powers!
Only then did Huang Songpu speak slowly: "I have already handed over a letter to His Majesty the Emperor. If approved, the army going south to Beiliang will not only be the 400,000 troops from the Southern Dynasty. Now it seems that it is probably approved."
Hong Jingyan glanced at Fatty Dong and smiled coldly.
Dong Zhuo closed his mouth wisely, shook his head, looked left and right, and pretended nothing happened.
Huang Songpu nodded lightly to those officers and generals, and then calmly said to Dong Zhuo: "I also resigned as King of the North Courtyard on the note, and recommended you to His Majesty the Emperor, Dong Zhuo."
Dong Zhuo was dumbfounded.
Then the fat man suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes were moist, and he tightly held Huang Songpu's hand, "The old general is concerned about the country and the people, it is touching! Is there any granddaughter in the family who is worried, such as the yellow goose yellow in the waiting room, I, Dong Zhuo, will do my best to take care of it!"
Huang Songpu said coldly: "If you dare to take a step into the gate of Huang's mansion, I will break your three dog legs!"
Dong Zhuo withdrew his hand, and said with a chuckle: "Isn't this the king of the South Courtyard yet? All the good things in the world are safe in the bag, and they are safe in the bag, otherwise everything will be empty."
Hong Jingyan narrowed his eyes, watching coldly.
Huang Songpu ignored this snobbish fat man, walked to the center of the hall, and swept half a circle. The white-haired old man, who had been a soldier for half his life, was probably no longer the king of the Southern Courtyard. He didn't say anything, but just clasped his fists heavily.
Not only the generals who have made great achievements on the battlefield, but also the civil servants, all subconsciously clasped their fists in return.
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On the border of Beiliang, a cavalry team marched forward slowly, more than fifty riders.
No one is anyone's follower.
Everyone has an official status.
Among them is Beiliang, who protects Chulu Mountain. Yuan Zuozong, the commander of the Northern Liang Cavalry Army. Infantry commander Yan Wenluan.
As well as Gu Dazu, Zhou Kang, He Zhonghu, and Chen Yunchui, the deputy commanders of the infantry and cavalry armies.
Xu Xiao's second son, Xu Longxiang.
Liangzhou General Stone Talisman. General Han Laoshan of Lingzhou. Huangfu Scale, General of Youzhou.
And several brand-new lieutenants including Wang Zhi and Jiao Wuyi.
Next came the leaders of the various powerful brigades, and more than a dozen school lieutenants who guarded the dangerous pass in Beiliang.
Tongguan school captain Wei Shaqing, Xin Yinma. Li Maozhen, the lieutenant of the weak string. Captain Fengqiu Zhu Boyu. Ren Chunyun, Captain of Beiguo.
As well as a large group of newly promoted Bianguan captains, without exception, they are all strong men in their thirties, all of them have military achievements, and everyone has firm eyes.
The leader is Xu Fengnian, king of Northern Liang.
How did Beiliang, which many people mistakenly believe to be out of reach, have so many young and strong generals who are quite remarkable after careful study
Such a lineup is enough to make enemies of any status feel creepy.
Fifty riders lined up on the top of a high slope with a tacit understanding.
Let's quietly look down at Beimang together.
Yan Wenluan suddenly laughed loudly: "Old fellows who are over forty years old, how about taking a step back and giving way to young people?"
Gu Dazu, Chen Yunchui, these old fellows smiled at each other, and retreated silently.
This cavalry team is slightly uneven.
But the majestic momentum has not diminished in the slightest.
Because there are still more than 30 people on the front line.
Whether it is Liyang or Beimang, it seems impossible to be on the same front at the same time and pick out so many young and strong generals who can fight well!
It is even more impossible for famous generals like Yan Wenluan to be the queen willingly!
Holding an iron spear, the young vassal drew a horizontal line with the tip of the spear on the ground level with the horse's hoof.