Next, he said: "Zhao Zhuan opened the Six Halls under the suggestion of Qi Yanglong, and added the Six Halls of Bachelors after the Sixth Masters of the Dian Pavilion. In order to appease the civil servants and split up the power of the six ministries at the same time, it is said that the emperor of the Zhao family deliberately wanted to disgust the king of Jing'an Zhao Xun who you assisted, and called you to Beijing to enter Hongwen, one of the six halls. Museum. Do you want to go? Will Zhao Xun let you go? Even if Zhao Xun can continue to bear the humiliation and bear the burden, and has to let you leave Qingzhou Xiangfan City alive, how much price will you have to pay?"
Xu Fengnian suddenly smiled and said, "Since it's difficult for you and Zhao Xun is even more difficult, then I will be a good person."
Xu Fengnian didn't turn his head, but raised his voice and said: "Mi Fengjie, Fan Xiaochai, you two go to Xiangfan City and invite Lu Xu to Beiliang. If he doesn't want to, he will grab it."
Soon Xu Fengnian sighed and laughed at himself: "Forget it, if Lu Xu really doesn't want to come to Beiliang, then send him to a place where he doesn't have to worry about Zhao Gou."
Xu Fengnian glanced at the other side of the table, and said in a low voice: "I'm really unlucky in gambling, and a woman is kind. Fortunately, Xu Xiao has often been taught by you like this for so many years. I have seen it with my own eyes not once or twice. .”
Looking down, there are not many snow marks on the chess jars and fish brain frozen chess pieces, and the table has become densely packed, black and white intertwined, reminding him of the battle between the heavy snow dragon cavalry and Rouran cavalry outside the mouth of the gourd.
Xu Fengnian finally started to drink. He had a good capacity for alcohol before practicing martial arts, and he was drunk.
He still murmured repeatedly in his dream, "All gone, all gone..."
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The emperor Zhao Zhuan obviously wanted to follow the diligent tradition of the late emperor, but compared to the late emperor who stayed up all night every other day, Zhao Zhuan seemed more restrained, and even had to practice a set of boxing every morning without any damage. It was taught to His Majesty the Emperor by the Daoist Qingcheng Mountain Master who is in charge of Taoism in the Tianshi Mansion of Hushan Mountain. If in the beginning the young emperor listened more and talked less and made few final conclusions at the small court meeting where the house was full of purple, then now he has gradually begun to have the bearing that the Ninth Five-Year Lord should have. There are very few old people in Yanglong Huanwen, even Zhao Youling, who has been in charge of the Ministry of Officials for many years, is obviously starting to get nervous. The re-assignment of the world's editions, the deliberation of the candidates for the six hall bachelors, and the promotion and promotion of the former subordinate officials of the Ministry of Officials, one after another, Zhao Youling had to cheer up to deal with it. This made Song Tanglu heave a sigh of relief. The Liyang Dynasty could not stand any turbulence at this time. If at the sensitive moment of Liyang's two-front battle, there was a slight sign of a customer bullying the store in the center of the court, even if Song Tanglu knew that he would be killed. The title of eunuch intervening in politics must also be a blow to some people who are qualified to join the small court. Probably it was really God Blessing Liyang, Guangling Dao was not successful at the beginning, two veterans who were placed with high hopes by the court, one died in battle, the other was caught in the urn and became a laughing stock, and they both lost to the grandson who could almost be their grandson. Fortunately, Guangling King Zhao Yi's confidant general named Song Li is not only the lucky general of today's uncle, but also the lucky general of Liyang. The arrogance of the remnants of Western Chu who dared to clamor all the way north to kill the capital was immediately frustrated. And on the northwest side, the whole court is talking about the place called Hulukou in Youzhou, Beiliang, which has been defeated in a row. What kind of Beiliang iron cavalry, it's just an embroidered pillow that can't be attacked. Fortunately, General Yuan Tingshan of Jizhou turned the tide and completely defeated the more than 10,000 elite cavalry of the two autumn and winter Nabos in Beimang. In this comparison, no one in the world would scold the Beiliang frontier army with wine bags and rice bags, and the one who never knew how to hide Where is the trembling Xu Fengnian
Song Tanglu naturally knew many secrets that even the six servants should not and would not know, such as the heavy price paid by the Beimang infantry to break through two small cities outside Youzhou Pass, no one who fell into Wubao in Hulukou surrendered, and Xu Fengnian's army With the appearance of the Youzhou Cavalry Army, even the Daxue Dragon Riders have entered the battlefield, but these secrets just need to be rotten in the stomach. Song Tanglu knew a more "interesting fact" that he had to grit his teeth. Nowadays, today's son likes to collect "jade puppets", which are carved with the reputation of various materials. There are three heights in between, for a total of nine classes. Because of Song Li's outstanding military exploits known to everyone in the capital, there is a two-inch tall jade "Song Li", standing on the table in a secluded study room of the emperor, and Yuan Tingshan jumped from one inch to six cents after his meritorious service. Three inches high. Relatively fresh-faced beauties, as well as Sun Yin, who offered sacrifices to the Confucianists in the Imperial Academy, and the "Chess Master" Fan Changhou who recently entered Beijing, and Gao Tingshu, who was extremely eye-catching in the frontiers of the Ministry of War, and yesterday , Song Tanglu walked into the small study room where only he, the supervisor of ceremonies, and two eunuchs on duty entered, and found a brand new beautiful woman. Taking a sneak peek, I found that it was an extremely young stranger, and his spirit was quite different from that of the other beauties. This "person" closed his eyes and concentrated, like a blind man. Before leaving the house, Song Tanglu guessed the identity of this person, a blind chess player who had to make a living by playing chess in the alleys of Qingzhou when he was at his worst, a person who had no record in the official department, Lu Xu.
There is no big court meeting today, the emperor Zhao Zhuan can only do that set of punches when the sky is already light, the queen occasionally feels cold and unwell recently, the emperor specially asked her to go to her mother's house to recuperate and relax, and the emperor has not had any luck with any women during this period The common people often say that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry, but most of them don't know the true meaning. In fact, it means this kind of time. For a family with a small family and a small family, there is still a saying that there are three unfilial sons who have no descendants. For a huge dynasty with a vast territory, the king of a country without heirs is nothing less than an invisible disaster. Countless bloody allusions have made it very clear, which is enough to trigger all kinds of unpredictable "heavenly changes". However, no matter how carefully Song Tanglu and Sizhi Diaosi tried to persuade him, His Majesty refused, and even told Song Tanglu with a smile that the queen was in the palace, so he could do it occasionally, but now the queen is still sick at her mother's house. He will never do it.
Song Tanglu admired him sincerely.
Moreover, His Majesty the Emperor practiced boxing every day, how could it be a boring way to pass the time
Song Tanglu believes that people in the world can't believe it. When the emperor ascended the throne, he had already begun to prepare for becoming the longest-serving monarch in Liyang. The emperor who lived the longest in the Liyang Zhao family sat on the dragon chair for thirty-four years. But that person only came to the throne at the age of thirty-five, Song Tanglu believes that it is not difficult to do it today.
After Zhao Zhuan punched, he started to walk around in a small circle. At this time, he would talk to himself.
So Song Tanglu bowed his back and quietly took eight steps back, not more than one step, not less. This small rule was established by Han Shengxuan, the former eunuch in charge of the ceremony. The rules are not big, but they are enough for Song Tanglu and even his next eunuch to abide by them until his death.
Zhao Zhuan circled around and said softly: "Sun Yin, who has no official status for the time being, is right. The vassal kings of various places cannot also serve as Jiedu envoys. But this change must be done slowly. First, add festivals to places where there are no vassal kings. Deputy envoys, in another year and a half, find two officials from the Ministry of Military Affairs and the Ministry of Civil Affairs who can speak well, and say this, and then start from my eldest brother, add deputy envoys, and spread them out as soon as possible. It has become a rule. According to Sun Yin, it will not take too long to find a vassal with a dirty ass, and let the officials write a letter of impeachment and remove the Jiedushi. The candidate Sun Yin said is not appropriate, and the fire is urgent Well, in my opinion, the King of Han is a good target. Sun Yin, who is young, looks like an old fox like Yin Maochun. If he is not from Beiliang, he has to continue to observe, otherwise I will It will allow you to resume your official position, or even reserve a Chongwenguan bachelor for you."
Zhao Zhuan, who was walking slowly, raised his hands and rubbed his temples, "Since Lu Shengxiang has become a powerful general, he has to resign from the position of the left servant of the Ministry of War, just to make room for the one who has followed Gu Jiantang for many years." The name of the right-hand man can suppress the power of warriors from Guangling and Jiangnan. In such a large military department, Shangshu Lu Baijie, servants Lu Shengxiang and Xu Gong are all from there, which is too shameful. Tang Tieshuang, who is not lacking in prestige, also prevents Gu Jiantang from becoming the second... "
Zhao Zhuan snorted coldly, and did not continue to say the name that he had heard calloused in his ears since he was a child.
In fact, he didn't have much ill feeling towards that old man. On the contrary, deep down in his heart, he still had a different perception from the late emperor, but he had been hiding it well all these years. Otherwise, he would never even try to get close to that chair in his life.
But that man's son, Zhao Zhuan, was really disturbed when he thought of it.
At this moment, he began to truly understand the late emperor.
There were two people in the previous generation, one was a monarch and the other was a courtier, one surnamed Zhao and the other surnamed Xu.
The two young people of this generation are exactly the same.
Zhao Zhuan put his fingers on his temples, stopped, and said with a smile in a very soft voice: "Everyone in the world envies and envies your surname Xu, so they like to scold you. No matter what you do, it is wrong. It seems that no one dares to come Curse me! Since you also feel that you can't let your father die in peace, and you are afraid of being scolded that you father and son are slaves of two surnames, then I will let you die with peace of mind."
Zhao Zhuan suddenly frowned, as if he was asking himself, "If I were in your position, would I go out of Liyang and seek refuge in Beimang?"
Zhao Zhuan shook his head, not thinking about such meaningless questions. Laughing loudly, I couldn't help but be happy, "It's a pity, your surname is always Xu, and the widow's surname is Zhao. The widow's son and grandson will still be the country's surname for life! As for you, you will lie down with the 300,000 cavalry in Beiliang." Let it be included in the history books. After you die, I will definitely let those civil officials who write history give you a few 'nice' words to close the coffin."
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On the easternmost line of Beimang, King Jingchong of Nabo, who had just suffered a defeat in Jibei, headed westward for Gusai Prefecture with only two hundred cavalry under the playful eyes of a group of colleagues.
His grandfather who lived to a rare age, as the head of the Southern Dynasties surname B, died. The great-grandfather, who is already an octogenarian and can be honored as Qi Yirenrui in a few years, is still alive, although he has long ignored family affairs, and even the Southern Dynasty officials have been ignored for many years. It seems very awkward for this kind of white-haired person to send a white-haired person. But the Wang family, which has always been nicknamed by people in the temples of Xijing, no matter how strong the wind blows, the Wang family is still thriving. Wang Jingchong remembered that before the melon vines that everyone was in danger in the Southern Dynasties when he was young, many elderly survivors of the Spring and Autumn Period began to prepare for the funeral. Wang Jingchong’s great-grandfather was not the first old man who thought about being buried in his hometown in the Central Plains after death. , and he was not the first old man who threatened to be buried in the Southern Dynasty as a way to show his favor to Beiting. Grandpa always took his time when doing things, and was very slow. But Wang Jingchong knew that without his great-grandfather's "slowness" in many things and his promise in times of crisis, the Wang family, let alone climbing all the way from the T-shaped noble family to the B-shaped rich family, would have been wiped out by a random storm.
Wang Jingchong had an intuition that it was none other than him, Wang Jingchong, who succeeded him as the Patriarch.
As for why he and another Nabo lost troops in Jibei, it wasn't that Wang Jingchong and that person were really careless and slack, it wasn't that the combat power of his subordinates was low, and it wasn't that Yuan Tingshan's choice of timing and place to use troops was too different as the Liyang Dynasty thought. wonderful.
The inside story is that the Taiping Order sent a message to the two of them, that in the battle of Jibei, only losses are allowed but not victories, and only small losses are allowed but not big defeats.
When Wang Jingchong rode his horse and galloped, he smiled.
Be it Yuan Tingshan or Gu Jiantang, you Liyang Dynasty just wait.
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Dachu Old Palace.
It is no longer a man in green shirt who has been waiting for chess for many years. He walked alone into the courtyard that has been abandoned for many years and has not been used until now. Back then, there were many national players here, and he was the most proud.
He searched for a long time, but he couldn't find the two chess jars that had been picked up countless times to land on the chessboard.
Before he walked out of the yard, he had no choice but to take the other two old chess boxes that he was familiar with.
He said softly: "The next time I appear outside Tai'an City, I will tell the world that Da Chu didn't have any troubles back then."
On this day, the Confucian saint realm of the high official Cao Changqing changed from kingly to domineering.
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In the eyes of outsiders, southern Xinjiang is a barren land ravaged by miasma. Since the founding of the Great Qin Dynasty, it has always regarded it as a daunting way to become an official. The emperor relegates those officials who are disobedient and cannot be killed, and he likes to let them go here. Zhao Bing, who was so lucky to come here to be the king of Yanchi instead of the king of Huainan, has guarded the frontier conscientiously for so many years, strictly abided by the laws of the vassal vassal and never complained. My son has never had any absurd acts spread to the north, which can win sympathy. In addition, Zhao Bingsu has always treated the officials in the jurisdiction with courtesy, and many civil officials who came here to be officials with the heart of death but eventually returned to the north alive. If Zhao Bing is not highly respected, sometimes Jiangnan literati make jokes about Zhao Bing and Nalan Youci's habit of breaking sleeves, and Zhao Bing is not embarrassed at all. The matter of Jing Nan is a big disappointment. Maybe more people will be close to Nanjiang. After all, they have high expectations for Zhao Zhu. Compared with Huainan King Zhao Ying's heroic death in battle, it pales in comparison, not to mention that Jing'an King Zhao Xun rushed to rescue him for thousands of miles, so that the entire army was almost wiped out.
Nalan Youci has always been an existence that makes people look at flowers in a fog. Some people describe him as a character who should only appear in romance novels. It is rumored that he is more beautiful than a woman. Emperor Zhao Bing was so bewildered that he was willing to stay in southern Xinjiang for twenty years. There are also people who say with certainty that Mr. Nalan, who is the most extravagant in southern Xinjiang, has five personal maids who can be regarded as the all-powerful personal servants, namely Fengdu, Dongyue, Xishu, Sanshi and By shoe.
There is no snow in winter in southern Xinjiang. As for the cold spring that can make the famous people in the south of the Yangtze River feel cold to the bone, it is never too cold here.
On the top floor of a thirteen-storey majestic book building with dense eaves, a handsome middle-aged scholar, with thin clothes, is letting a group of Yingying and Yanyan help him move books and dry them, while he sits peacefully on a table. On the small red sandalwood couch, I am leisurely reading a book.
He sat up, put the yellowed book on his knees, and asked with a smile to the plump young beauty closest to him: "I know that there are not many women in the world who are as beautiful as you, but I want to find a few more." This one is also easy, but in the end there are only five of you?"
The woman nicknamed Chenglu turned her head and smiled, her eyes curled up into two crescent moons, "Mr. is pedantic about heaven and man, how can this servant guess what is in Mr.'s mind."
The scholar joked: "With your flattering skills, it was the life of a little concubine when you entered the palace and died."
The maidservant's smile became softer, her eyes were obsessed, charming and natural, "But this maidservant really didn't mean to say nice things to Mr.
The man smiled warmly, blinked his eyes, and said narrowly: "I know, all five of you stop busy, go downstairs and play, let me, the pedantic gentleman, be pedantic alone?"
The five of them walked down the stairs lightly without dragging their feet.
This scholar who can be called a more vassal king than Yan Chi Wang Zhao Bing can only be Nalan Youci.
He looked down at the book that was given to him by an old friend back then. It was an unsurprisingly ordinary Confucian classic. Unlike the exquisite engraved edition, it became more valuable as it got older. This book, after more than twenty years, might not be given away as a gift. No one is willing to accept. It can be said that Mr. Nalan, who is the most extravagant in southern Xinjiang, has carefully collected it for more than 20 years. Apart from drying the books himself, he only takes them out of the sandalwood box for two or three days a year to read. Zhao Bing once asked privately, and said with a smile that what he gave was not as good as an old book? Nalan Youci just shook his head, but fortunately Zhao Bing never cared about such details.
Nalan Youci looked at the relic of an old friend who died without a grave, and said with a soft smile: "You are so poor that there are still two or three copper coins colliding. You are so pitiful that you don't even have a money bag. You and I The two traveled together to study in various countries, and when we parted, you, who only had two books, gave me this one. How do you think King Yanchi compares to you? He is really willing to give half of my family fortune?"
Nalan Youci raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked up at the sky, "Three corpses in Fengdu Dongyue and Xishu ride on shoes, and the cross is ten people. This is all the hard work of you and me. Over the years, there are three unmistakable dead people. There are two people missing. There are five left, one more than you and I expected. It is enough. For the last five people, Zhao Bing killed tens of thousands of people in southern Xinjiang. Nearly 10,000 of those refugees died just from the frontier soldiers."
Nalan Youci stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, his expression was extremely contradictory, as if he was both sad and satisfied, he laughed softly: "You said that since the existence of Youshi, after hundreds of years of evolution, Youshi no longer wandered, turned into Aristocrats, country and country, the national character is in the front, and the family character is in the back. It has also become the family country, and the family character is in the front. You were just a poor scholar back then, so tell me you have to try it, so that scholars all over the world put the national character at home again Before the word. For this reason, the bureau you set up, in the end, apart from those five people, I am the only one in the world who knows."
The tall buildings soared into the clouds, and the wind came from all directions. A gust of breeze blew across Nalan Youci's temple hair.
There was a slight rattling sound from the book on his knee.
Nalan Youci closed his eyes, listened carefully to the sound of pages turning, and raised the corners of his mouth, "You once asked me seriously, 'One day, when you suddenly die, how will you resist the enemy's life and death?' I have answered in a clever way, 'The matter of life and death is small, but the matter of confidant is great. My heart is at ease, there is indeed a pure land, and there is indeed a lotus pond.'”
The spring breeze turned the pages of the book.
Just like the dead person turning the pages of a book.