The Chunxue Tower by the Guangling River was full of guests tonight.
Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling, held a grand banquet to entertain distinguished guests. The people who entered the building were either rich or noble, and all of them were rich and powerful. Among them are Lu Baijie, the newly appointed Jiedu envoy of Guangling Dao, Wang Xionggui, an envoy of Jinglue from Zhang Lu's old department, and Song Li, who was promoted from General Hengjiang to General Zhennan and led a deputy envoy of Jiedu. Yi's lucky general, it was Song Li who successfully blocked Kou Jianghuai's haunting attack, which successfully delayed the battle until the Northern Expedition of Wu Chongxuan's army. In the evaluation, Song Li was ranked as the fifth most heroic person.
In addition to these three people who are considered to be from the capital now, the governor generals of the three local states in Guangling Road also appeared. elegant.
It's a pity that Shu Wang Chen Zhibao, who was rumored to be present, did not show up for some reason. On the contrary, Zhao Zhu, the prince of Yan Chi, came here uninvited, which is the icing on the cake. If this young prince is a flower, and in the absence of Chen Zhibao, then Prince Jing'an Zhao Xun is naturally the finale of the luxurious brocade. After Zhao Xun's car stopped downstairs in Chunxue, Zhao Yi, who is also the Great Feudal Lord of Liyang, went downstairs to greet him in person.
As the owner of Chunxuelou, Zhao Yi held up the priceless luminous cup in his hand after all the guests were seated, and said with a loud smile: "A writer in the Dafeng Dynasty once said: There are four people who wish to be safe in their lives. The collection of books is called Hui. Gu likes to be arty and elegant, so I have to make one more wish, wishing that Chunxue will be safe, so this building is called Chunxue. Tonight, all the sages will come, and the Chunxue Tower will be full of splendor. Guman will drink this glass of wine!"
Tangxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie and former Household Minister Wang Xionggui, as the leaders of civil and military officials, they sat first on the left and right respectively. After toasting in Guangling Road, they both took up their wine glasses, but Wang Xionggui drank it down with Zhao Yi, and Lu Baijie just drank it. After a little tasting, he quickly put down his wine glass and glanced at the eldest son Zhao Piao who was sitting next to Zhao Yi. The Jiedu Envoy frowned.
Following the death of the young female emperor of Western Chu on the battlefield of Xileibi, and the surrender of civil and military officials in the capital city of Western Chu that was renamed Dingding City, the Guangling War has officially entered its final stage, and His Majesty the Emperor issued an order The imperial army is not allowed to harass the people of Guangling Road, and it is absolutely not allowed to commit suicide without authorization to vent their anger. Once discovered, the mansions of the Jiedushi and Jinglueshi of Guangling Dao can skip the Ministry of Military Affairs and Punishment, and they will be killed on the spot without pardon. But not killing people does not mean that those officials who conspired against the Western Chu can really escape, except for the characters who have known each other early and flirted with the leading generals of the Liyang court, or the characters with the best wrists who can make the senior officials of Tai'an City send amulets, Most of the other officials who resolutely chose to serve in the Jiang family of Western Chu at the beginning did not end well, so two big jokes were popular in Guangling Road. The carriage was sent to some generals' mansions, and the second one was "pawn" women, flattering the upstarts of Guangling Dao. Among them, Song Li, the new Zhennan general, and Zhao Piao, the heir of Guangling, were the most unscrupulous. The well-known young and beautiful Jinwu Zangjiao has limited influence, so Zhao Biao is really not taboo about meat and vegetables. Whether it is a young woman or a married woman, he only respects his family status. The scores are counted by head, and the surnames ranked among the top ten wealthy families in the new dynasty of Western Chu, each family took three people, and after that, more than forty families, each family extorted one or two people, and Zhao Piao dared not tell anyone who refused They want to kill people, but they have their own ruthless means to deal with them, and there are plenty of ways to make life worse for those families who don't want to be humiliated.
Lu Baijie raised his wine glass and put it down again, looking around with complicated emotions.
Lu Shengxiang, the coach of the Southern Expedition, Wu Chongxuan, the Great General of Pingnan, Chen Zhibao, the King of Shu, Xu Gong, the Minister of the Ministry of War, Zhao Ying, the King of Huainan, Yan Zhenchun, Yang Shenxing, these real heroes who quelled the war in Guangling Road are either absent or dead.
Lu Baijie smiled wryly, what is he doing sitting here? It's just because of the title of Guangling Dao Jiedu envoy above his head.
Song Li, who had been on the rise in the Liyang Temple, was actually sitting next to Lu Baijie, but he probably knew that he was not the same as the Tangxi Sword Immortal with two sleeves. The youngest permanent general of the Liyang Dynasty did not show much hospitality, but more I had a good conversation with the old acquaintance of the Jeju general beside me, and I didn't get carried away because of my own prosperity.
Soon, Song Li, who was a little bit drunk, looked up at the gorgeous ceiling beams of Chunxue Building, twirled the wine glass with his fingers, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up. Revisiting the old place, when I was living under the fence, it is hard to say who is living under the fence now.
Waking up with a hundred thousand palms, lying drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman, this is nothing more than the case for a man.
Inside the Chunxue Building, there is an interlacing of wine and wine, singing and dancing.
It seems that the first floor is peaceful, which means the world is peaceful.
Lu Baijie looked at Jinglue envoy Wang Xionggui, who was sitting far away across from him. This noble Qingliu civil servant who was about to make a comeback and return to the center of the capital, was raising a glass to toast the father and son of Guangling Prince. .
Lu Baijie looked at some of the people at the back of the seats. They were all the important officials of the Jiang family who held jade wats and wore red purple in the Western Chu court before. The jubilation after the amnesty is difficult to hide, so there is a demeanor of being happy in life and enjoying it to the fullest.
Lu Baijie looked down at the glass of wine, thinking of a young face for no reason. When the young man came to visit for the first time, he asked him, the Tangxi Sword Immortal who had not yet become an official at that time: How many catties of benevolence, righteousness and morality will you sell me
He suddenly raised his glass and raised his head to finish the glass of wine.
A full house of brocade clothes guests.
Complacent.
Because Zhao Zhu, the son of Prince Yan Chi, was an uninvited guest who arrived late, he was not particular about sitting next to King Jing'an Zhao Xun, so he refused the arrangement at Chunxue Tower, and took a seat at the back at random. Above, there are two people on the left, one is a son of a wealthy family who once studied in Shangyin Academy, named Qi Shence, with a face like a crown of jade, a very good skin, few words, but not arrogant, very pleasing. On the right is a hulking man named Zhou Daliang, who is from Lu Shengxiang's old department. This time he did not follow his benefactor to serve in Jizhou, but stayed in Guanglingdao as the deputy general of Yazhou by virtue of his military exploits. He eats better than Zhao Zhu Also gobble it up, which is more pleasing. Qi Shence and Zhou Daliang didn't deliberately win over His Royal Highness, but the military generals sitting next to them frequently came over to toast courteously, and Zhao Zhu didn't get tired of it. The relationship between the two sycophants and Qi Shence and Zhou Daliang has also become familiar, and Zhao Zhu seems to have a natural ability to make people feel close. For a while, the five of them were drinking, persuading and hiding, each showing their magical powers, and they didn't care about the rank of the official. , It’s not too bad, compared to other seats with all kinds of imaginary and obscenity, it can be said that the scenery here is unique.
Halfway through the wine, seven Chunxuelou sword girls entered the building with swords. The seven were dressed in colorful clothes, with graceful figures and beauties with slender waists. They were also like a three-foot sword that could cut off the heads of heroes.
The sword dance is brilliant, thrilling and dazzling.
When the seven graceful sword girls jumped up at the same time, their heights were different, it was like hanging a rainbow in the building.
After a Qingliu celebrity applauded loudly, the room was filled with applause.
Just when the seven swordsmen were about to retire, an extremely handsome and gender-indistinguishable stranger appeared at the entrance of the lobby.
Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling who echoed the person outside the door, changed his face drastically, and the luminous cup in his hand almost fell to the ground.
Zhao Zhu looked along the line of sight of the crowd, shuddered, and his face was embarrassed, just like a mouse seeing a cat, wishing to hide under the table.
The seven sword girls carefully trained by Chun Xuelou were blocked, unable to advance or retreat, very pitiful.
That shady stranger was sitting on the threshold with a jug of wine in his hand, and five stunning women in white clothes like snow walked beside him. Sword Fairy, she was even more victorious.
Five women in white clothes, each with a sword, lined up in front of their master.
In the old Southern Tang Dynasty, there was a famous knife, powerful and powerful.
The current standard swords of Liyang and Liao frontier armies, and the fourth-generation swords of the Xu family in Beiliang, have all been used for reference.
Zhennan General Song Li's eyes lit up, and he quickly recognized their identities. They were known as the personal maids of Nalan Youci, the "two vassal kings of southern Xinjiang". They were named Dongyue, Xishu, and Xishu respectively. Fengdu, three corpses, riding shoes.
The five white-clothed women all took a dozen steps forward, gave a soft shout, and at the same time drew their knives and slashed forward.
With just five sabers, they actually created a majestic aura of thousands of cavalry breaking through the formation.
The seven Chunxuelou sword girls fled backward in fright.
Most of the honored guests who were kindly invited by Chunxuelou were also pale. I don't know which song this is singing, is it the ingenious handwriting of Zhao Yi, King of Guangling? Or is there someone who dares to make trouble in Chunxue Tower
Everyone only heard the handsome and extraordinary Confucian scholar sitting on the threshold, shaking the jug with one hand, slapping his knees with the other, and singing loudly: "Please look carefully at the person in front of you, every year you bury the grass, how many graves are there in the grass?" , No one sweeps it for half a year!"
Now everyone knew that these people were at odds with the feudal prince's mansion, otherwise, if it was Chun Xuelou's arrangements, those words alone would be too unlucky.
Zhao Yi, king of Guangling, gritted his teeth, Lu Baijie looked calm, Wang Xionggui was full of doubts, Song Li smiled playfully, and Zhao Zhu couldn't laugh or cry.
The bloated Zhao Yi got up slowly, squeezed out a smile, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Nalan, I don't know if you are here at Chunxuelou, but do you have something to discuss?"
Wang Xionggui, who was about to step down as the envoy and returned to the capital, was furious when he heard that title, and asked knowingly, "Who is outside the hall?!"
Nalan Youci, who is as graceful as a god, stopped singing, smiled intoxicatingly, and pointed at himself, "Me?"
Then he got up leisurely, he had already drank when he climbed the stairs, he actually drank more than half of the pot of wine before he sat down at the entrance of the top floor of Chunxue Building, his face was blushing, and his radiance became brighter, this man made the whole Liyang temple only hear The Chunqiu counselor, whose name is unknown, laughed and said, "I, Nalan Youci, am a scholar!"
After Nalan Youci finished speaking, the five maidservants, each with a beautiful appearance, stepped forward again, their figures spun around in the air, and then stepped heavily on the rich lichen, and came out with their knives, their aura even more fierce. before victory.
Nalan Youci acted as if no one was around, and walked forward slowly, with a word that made the entire Guangling Dao dignitaries feel like a thunderbolt from the sky.
"I have 150,000 armored soldiers in the southern border, all the way to the north, the momentum is like a broken bamboo, and I have already crossed the Guangling River!"
Wang Xionggui's expression turned pale, and he fell back to his seat.
It wasn't just the clear sound of countless wine glasses smashing in the building because of the Guangling Daoist scriptures.
Zhao Yi's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word.
Song Li narrowed his eyes and began to weigh the pros and cons.
Zhao Zhu was stunned on the spot. The fact that the Southern Xinjiang army left the jurisdiction to go north without authorization, obviously even his Royal Highness, Prince Yanchi, was kept in the dark.
Lu Baijie gently put down his wine glass, stood up and asked in a deep voice, "What does Yan Chi Wang Zhao Bing want to do?"
Nalan Youci seemed to be stumped by this question. He frowned, lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said with a smile, "Rebellion, it's something unclear, why? Mr. Tangxi doesn't believe it?"
Lu Baijie shook his head and smiled sarcastically.
At this time, the two walked in side by side. One was wearing a vassal king's python robe. The old man had a burly figure. He was 60 to 70% similar to the Prince Yanchi who everyone in the building was already familiar with. However, compared to Zhao Zhu's cynicalism, this man The old man was imposing.
The old man smiled and looked at Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling, who sat high on the throne, "Fatty Xiaoyi, are you safe? I have been in southern Xinjiang for twenty years, and I have been coveting your Guangling Road for a long time! But Having said that, I, Zhao Bing, should have owned the family property of Guangling back then, and you, Zhao Yi, are only worthy of helping me take care of the nursing home for twenty years!"
Zhao Yi's face was ashen, his lips trembling.
But compared to the Southern Border feudal lord who hadn't made a sound in the Liyang Temple for more than 20 years, the vassal king who was also wearing a python robe next to the old man made all the dignitaries feel fearful and desperate.
The former Protector of Northern Liang, now the King of Shu, Chen Zhibao!
If it was just Yan Chi Wang Zhao Bing's army in southern Xinjiang who rebelled, and Liyang and Gu Jiantang's two Liao frontier troops went south to put down the rebellion, it would be nothing more than another disaster of Western Chu and the restoration of the country.
But once Zhao Bing had Chen Zhibao's help, everyone began to doubt whether the Liyang court, which had shown signs of troubled times since the turn of Yonghui Xiangfu, could survive this calamity by luck.
At this time, some people in the Chunxue Building finally remembered the Northwest iron cavalry, and began to ask themselves, is it true that if there were three hundred thousand loyal cavalry intimidating, Zhao Bing, a barbarian from southern Xinjiang, would never dare to touch the Central Plains for the rest of his life, and could only wait slowly. Slow old age and death in that barbaric place
Human Tu Xu Xiao died, and Bi Yaner Zhang Julu died.
When both of them are alive, that is the real peace in the world. The army of Southern Xinjiang dare not go out of Southern Xinjiang even one step, and even the million-strong army of Northern Mang dare not take half a step south.
After both of them died, soon there would be the restoration of Western Chu, the rebellion in Northern Mang, and the rebellion in Southern Xinjiang.
No one knows why Chen Zhibao chose to defect from Beiliang, since he chose to adhere to the orthodoxy of the Zhao family in Liyang, and had already been crowned king and became a vassal, why did he finally bet all his bets on a vassal who lived in a corner.
Chen Zhibao had no expression on his face, and looked at Lu Baijie, the governor of Guangling Dao, calmly.
Finally, Lu Baijie sighed and sat back down.
Central Plains, how many people will die this time before giving up
Chen Zhibao sneered slightly.
Undead in the Central Plains, how can they remember that some people are dying for them.
I, Chen Zhibao, am not Xu Fengnian. I am never afraid of war, let alone death.