The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade

Chapter 682: Sit down and watch the sky

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The Chunxue Building, known as the small temple in the southeast of Liyang, was built on the Lion Cliff. The Slender Green Villa where the Chunxue Building is located was formerly a summer resort of the Great Chu Dynasty. It was destroyed by the Spring and Autumn War. Spare no effort to expand, and collected countless famous flowers and stones to "keep in the boudoir". Among them, there is a huge stone of Chunshen Lake that was transported to the villa jointly by the Guangling Navy and the vassal hussars. It is shaped like a pearl and is a well-deserved stone in the world. , and it is also a treasure of overwhelming feng shui. The Slender Green Villa faces the Guangling River in the south, and in the area around Shiziya, there used to be scholars from the south of the Yangtze River ascending the heights and making gifts. After Zhao Yi, the emperor's younger brother, became the vassal of the vassal, only a small group of people from Guangling Road were eligible to enter the Chunxue Building to discuss politics. The unique welfare of dignitaries. Lion Cliff is also called Jubao Mountain. In the last years of the Dafeng Dynasty, there was an eminent monk who was enlightened and said that he descended on a lion here, which attracted the magnificent vision of falling flowers from the sky like rain. There are countless. From the last year of Dafeng to the first year of Yonghui, during every war, these unowned stones were constantly picked up by travelers, tourists, and quarrymen, and entered the homes of ordinary people. , or take it by force, or buy it at a high price, and randomly scattered around the boulders of Chunshen Lake, gradually covering the Lion Cliff.

There is a spring snow building on the cliff, and there is a well downstairs.

The first light snowfall in the south of the Yangtze River came slowly, but suddenly dissipated, but the flames of battle in Guangling Road were really frightening. Whether it snowed or not, and the size of the snowfall, it didn't hurt or itch. The winter snow melted, and at noon, the scenery on the Lion Cliff was beautiful. A bloated and fat man sat alone on the mouth of the well downstairs. This small well has never had water, and it has been dug for some reason. The fat man was wearing a bright yellow boa robe embroidered with gold velvet. Among the vassal kings in Liyang, only this fat pig had this honor. It's just a blue satin python robe, Yan Chi Wang Zhao Bing is inferior to this one no matter whether he is a dragon or a python. Compared with Guangling, whose taxation is partly due to this, Liyang's ruling and opposition parties have always criticized Guangling King who is the most suspected of meritorious service among the feudal lords. It's staggering.

Nowadays, the fat man who finally suffered retribution and was roasted on the fire did not seem to be as flustered as the outside world imagined, but sat quietly on the mouth of the well, without any hostility or depression.

Whenever Zhao Yi sits in a daze, even Chun Xuelou's confidantes dare not disturb him.

In the distance, His Royal Highness Zhao Piao stood respectfully, and Song Li, the leader of the Western Front who had just returned from the front, stood side by side with him.

On the Guangling River outside the cliff, there are densely packed naval warships parked on the surface of the river. Although it is claimed that half of the Guangling Navy was taken by Western Chu, it was only a numerical loss. In the hands of the Guangling Army.

Zhao Piao and Song Li have an inseparable relationship. They have been called brothers for many years. Everyone knows that in Guangling Road, only Song Li's woman can truly escape the clutches of His Royal Highness. Otherwise, even if you have a father who is a governor, you can't be called There is a life-saving talisman. At this time, Zhao Piao lowered his voice and snorted, "It was said that the Grand Master of Western Chu fled here, unwilling to accept the surrender of the Xu family's iron cavalry, and resolutely jumped off the cliff to die with the subjugated princess in his arms, bullshit! Putting the court together, Xu Xiao should be given a more disgusting posthumous posthumous title!"

Song Li smiled and didn't agree, turned his head and glanced at the river rolling eastward.

There is no spring and autumn after the death of Chu, and there is no Central Plains after Gaoya.

When the Great Chu was destroyed, there were still two countries in the Southern Tang and Western Shu who were stubbornly resisting, but this has already been said among scholars in the literary world.

Zhao Piao yawned, his mind wandering. Suddenly, Song Li bumped his arm, and Zhao Biao realized that his father was waving at them. Zhao Biao hurried forward and walked to the well with Song Li.

Zhao Yi looked at Song Li and asked with a smile: "Then Kou Jianghuai really resigned from office and lived in seclusion?"

Song Li nodded and said, "In the beginning, the general thought it was Cao Changqing's blindfold, but now it seems that Kou Jianghuai's abrupt laying down of the burden should be more or less the same."

Zhao Yi gave Yuan Fu a look of encouragement, and Song Li mulled over his words before continuing: "The situation on the Western Front is already in tatters, if Kou Jianghuai continues to expand the results of the war, if he wants to stop this son's footsteps, the prince's The tens of thousands of hussars must be lost in half to stop Kou Jianghuai's advance. Not to mention whether Kou Jianghuai's departure was rumored to be at odds with Cao Changqing's political views, or because someone in the Western Chu court did not want him to be a big man, so he was sent down. Anyway, it must be a good thing for the prince. Before the spring, there will be no big movement on the western front. It is very unreasonable for Cao Changqing to agree to Kou Jianghuai's departure. Perhaps historians will comment on this in the future. It will be seen as an important turning point."

Zhao Yi, who was extremely large, hummed, bent down with some difficulty to pick up a stone, held it in his hand, feeling the coolness, and asked, "Don't talk about the future, let's just talk about the present. Song Li, what do you think is the next step?" Cao Changqing will personally lead the army, or will Xie Xizhen fill Kou Jianghuai's vacancy? No matter who is in charge of the Western Front, it seems that it is not good news."

Song Li said without hesitation: "Xie Xizhen is more likely to lead the army, and Cao Changqing probably still retreats behind the scenes to plan strategies."

Zhao Yi laughed at himself and said: "That's right, Cao Changqing doesn't think much of me and Lu Shengxiang, he only has Gu Jiantang in his eyes. If Gu Jiantang doesn't go south from the Liao border, Cao Changqing won't show up to take charge."

Song Li nodded and said: "It seems conceited, but it's not a long-term consideration. Cao Changqing is too sharp. He can only give Xie Xizhen and Kou Jianghuai, two young people, enough opportunities to grow up if he doesn't intervene in the specific dispatch of troops and horses. .”

Zhao Yi suddenly laughed and said: "There are no heroes in this era, and it makes Shuzi famous."

Zhao Piao was a little dazed, he knew that the so-called "Zhuzi" was Xie Xizhen and Kou Jianghuai, but he didn't know who the so-called heroes of his father were.

Zhao Yi said with emotion: "Back then, when Xu Zizi kicked lightly, he was Shenzhou Lu Chen."

Zhao Yi's face showed strong sarcasm, "This time, the feudal prince Jing Nan, the thunder is so loud, let alone the rain, there is nothing at all. Except for the son of the old man Zhao Bing, who has ulterior motives, the rest are a bunch of smugglers. If Xu Laizi is not dead, Cao Changqing and his Xichu will not have to jump at all if he just pulls 50,000 elite riders from Beiliang. As for Zhao Bing, if he is really willing to do his best, he can join hands with this king to solve the problem. This trouble is just that Zhao Bing's scheming is similar to that of Zhao Heng who was ridiculed by Xu Xiao as a "woman", but Zhao Heng's ability to pretend to be foolish is far behind. Cao Changqing and that Before the little girl raised the flag, she intentionally sent three six-hundred-mile expedited memorials to Tai'an City in a row, saying that there was a turmoil in southern Xinjiang. Didn't she even write a letter of apology not long ago? Said Nanman Sixteen The family colluded with the remnants of Western Chu, which led to three consecutive defeats on the front line where he personally went out, and tens of thousands of horses died. Tens of thousands? I'll fuck your mother! Hundreds of talents, right, your son was only a teenager You can go to the hinterland of southern Xinjiang to chop off people's heads and build a Beijing temple. You, Zhao Bing, were defeated once, and you lost three games? Nalan Youci, who claims to be able to "break the city with a flick of a finger and destroy the country with a wave of his sleeves" What are you doing? A big man, he couldn’t have given you Zhao Bing enough to get pregnant and have a baby, right?”

Zhao Yi sighed, "Among all the vassal kings, the old Jing'an King Zhao Heng has the greatest grievances and limitations, the Huainan King Zhao Ying is the most talented and the least capable, and the Jiaodong King Zhao Sui has the softest temper, and he is the most ungrateful from beginning to end. As for This king has the smallest vision, he can't compete for the title of the best cavalry in the world, but he is content with being the number one sailor in the world, he has the least ambition, and never covets that chair, he has been like this since he was a child, even for my brother Sitting on his buttocks, he even ran to Xu Zizi and almost knelt down. So these years, outsiders say that this king has a fierce reputation, and Xu Xiao, the king of Beiliang, is majestic. If you want to say who this king hates the most, in fact It is still Zhao Bing, who can turn the rudder when the wind blows, cross the river and demolish bridges, and is a good player. It is a pity that Brother Huang has been wholeheartedly guarding against the Northwest. .”

Zhao Yi smiled miserably, looked up at his son Zhao Biao, and laughed at himself: "That year when Xu Feng came to Guangling River, you had a deadly feud with him. This king deliberately showed weakness to Xu Xiao, and cut a piece of meat from your body and sent it to Beiliang. , and then at this time, send a secret letter to the emperor. It is not to say bad things about Beiliang Xu Xiao, but to say that Zhao Bing must not allow him to accumulate power. As a result, the emperor still does not go up Heart. If chopping off a few catties of meat from this king can exchange for brother Huang's change of heart, this king will really do it."

"Since the emperor doesn't want to be a villain, then this king is here. So in the past half a year, this king has ordered people to secretly assassinate the son of Prince Yanchi four times, all of which have returned without success."

Song Li remained silent.

Zhao Biao, who heard about this for the first time, opened his mouth wide in shock.

Zhao Yi threw out the stone warmed by the palm of his hand, "Later Chen Zhibao went to Beijing to serve as Minister of the Ministry of War. This king knew that this person would definitely be crowned king and vassal, so he submitted the secret letter again and proposed to the emperor that Chen Zhibao should be a vassal in Guangling Road and Between Nanjiang Road, if Chen Zhibao dislikes the fact that the domain is too small, this king can even give up one more state. The two of you now know the result."

Zhao Yi laughed and said: "Biaoer, being a father is just to let you be a hereditary successor. I don't expect my grandson to be a prince anymore. In the future, I will definitely go to Tai'an City to be a happy county king. But then Zhao Bing will be a father. It should be more domineering."

Then Zhao Yi took a deep breath and waved his hands wearily. Zhao Piao, who was hesitant to speak, and Song Li, who had been silent all along, retreated together.

Zhao Yi continued to sit on the mouth of the well, looking at the sky.

Like a fool watching the sky from a well.