Where did Nan Chu's army go
It can be roughly divided into two teams. One troop quietly assembled and headed north, and the other troop went to the southern border.
In Qinghe City near Yunmeng City, Xiang Zhiqing and Xiang Ge Ling, the leaders of the two main combat faction and the main peace faction, were sitting together playing chess. Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, Xiang Ge Ling was obsessed with the white chess piece, and at the same time said to Xiang Zhiqing:
"I don't know what's going on with Xiang Tiange. He is your confidant. What do you think of him?"
Xiang Zhiqing calmly dropped a sunspot, and said to Xiang Ge Ling:
"Are you worried about him, or about your granddaughter? If there is no accident, Xiang Tiange should be dead... His ability is not as good as Xiang Linglong. Since Xiang Linglong can't beat Li De, sending someone there will also lose. It's nothing more than losing fast or losing slowly. Xiang Tiange looks calm on the outside, but has a dark heart. Once he makes a move, he won't leave any room for both sides to turn around. I'm afraid he will die even faster against Li De."
Xiang Ge Ling was not surprised by this result, and continued to play chess, while saying to Xiang Zhiqing:
"It seems that we must launch it as soon as possible... Although Xiang Tiange should try to hold back Lide as much as possible, we can't pin our hopes on him. The current public opinion environment is not enough to support us to launch a full-scale offensive, but you and I have mastered nobles, Controlling the wealth and the army can naturally create a big trend. On the other hand, the lord and the son, except for Xiang Hei, who have deliberately made friends with some reckless heroes over the years, there is almost no one to use."
After Xiang Jiqing thought about it, he dropped a chess piece, obviously his thoughts were not on the chessboard, this move was not subtle.
Xiang Ge Ling stood at a crucial point, but his face was not showing any joy. He changed the subject and asked:
"Is it really good to divide the troops at this time? After all, there is no definite danger in the south."
Xiang Zhiqing still had a sullen face, and replied after slightly frowning:
"I know. But once there is chaos in Southern Chu, I am worried that the rebels will take advantage of it. Huangyan is blocked in the Great Barren Mountain. The biggest enemy who wants to go north to the Central Plains is our Southern Chu. He is a smart man. I will miss this opportunity."
Xiang Geling hesitated and said:
"But they have no inside information..."
Xiang Qingqing sighed, the chess piece knocked on the board, and replied:
"They may not have any news about your cooperation with me, and they may not know anything about what we are doing, but don't underestimate the sense of smell of jackals, they can smell blood... Huang Yan, including Picass and Tai People from Rand and the Pleiades have very keen intuitions, and they have no news, but they can definitely guess that Nanchu is going to be chaotic."
Xiang Zhiqing threw the chess piece in his hand back to the chessboard, and said to Xiang Geling:
"The one above is crazy, we can't go crazy with him. Someone has to take care of the foundation of Nanchu. If we really don't care about it and use all our power to seize power, then the same as the previous one who led the dragon invasion What's the difference between the prince? The foundation of Nanchu cannot be destroyed by the upper hand, nor can it be destroyed by us."
Xiang Geling laughed and said to him:
"You don't need to explain to me, I see this much more clearly than you. Whether it is the main war faction or the main peace faction, they all exist attached to Nanchu. If there is no skin, no hair will be attached. I am alive. For the rest of my life, I still understand this point. Otherwise, I wouldn’t rest assured to join hands with you and leave the army to you people to dispatch.”
The two played a few more moves and conceded defeat to Jiqing, and Xiang Ge Ling won this game.
The two sides packed up their chess pieces, but did not rush to start the next game, but stared at the rain outside the window in a daze.
After a long time, Xiang Zhiqing whispered:
"Amu, he could have grown into a generation of heroes."
Xiang Geling smiled. This old man still maintained his shrewd and capable appearance, but in front of Xiang Zhiqing, who was about his own age, he still showed some signs of aging:
"He is also now...he has always been. But because he is the hero, he will go his own way and will not listen to other people's persuasion. We used to follow his wishes, but now we can't. I didn't blame it from the beginning to the end. If it's Amu, it's just that woman who is wrong."
There was a look of nostalgia on Xiangzhiqing's face.
Both he and Xiang Ge Ling grew up watching Xiang Mu, the lord of Southern Chu. When Xiang Mu was in high spirits, he rode a horse across the south of the Yangtze River. He regarded the world as a hunting ground.
Xiang Zhiqing looked at the rain outside, and after a long time, Youyou said:
"I can't go back..."
In the same heavy rain, the old man Mingzhu who was determined to revitalize the master's sect took two disciples, Qingfeng and Qingying, and managed to get out before Jinxiu City was completely sealed off. During the heavy rain, old man Mingzhu walked quickly with a cane, followed by Qingfeng Qingying, who walked for tens of miles, Qingfeng asked:
"Master, where are we going?"
Old Man Mingzhu didn't answer.
Qingfeng babbled and said again:
"Master, can we still do what we promised?"
Old man Mingzhu still didn't answer.
Qingfeng didn't ask any more questions, and waited for a long time until his stomach made a rumbling sound before opening his mouth again:
"Master, I'm hungry..."
The old man Mingzhu finally stopped, and Qingfeng immediately showed joy. Just as he was about to look around for food, he saw the old man Mingzhu said to them solemnly:
"Don't speak, don't run around, follow me."
Qingfeng immediately controlled his legs. Qing Ying, a girl with a seaweed head, looked very obedient, she was always wandering in the sky, and she didn't bother to worry about where her master was going. The three masters and apprentices walked through a village alley and knocked on the door of a broken thatched cottage. The person who opened the door was an old man not much younger than Mingzhu.
The old man had a lot of lice, people who didn't know it thought he was raising Gu.
The old man Mingzhu made a gesture to him, and then whispered a few words. The lice-covered old man dropped his jaw in shock and asked in a low voice:
"Is the news reliable? Killing someone who has made great contributions to Nanchu is a capital offense...!"
The old man Mingzhu nodded and asked:
"I want to spread the word everywhere, as soon as possible."
It took a long time for the old man to recover from the shock, and said:
"Back then, Qingping Mountain was kind to me. Your master once saved my life on a snowy night. Although Qingping Mountain is gone now, I still remember this kindness to this day. Those thieves in my hands, help you It’s definitely not enough to revive the master’s sect, but when it comes to Zhang Luo’s news, you can definitely wait for the first one, so you can rest assured. But... are you sure you want to use favors here?”
The old man Mingzhu nodded, heaved a sigh of relief, and replied:
"Use it. Keep procrastinating like this. If I die or you die, it will be another mess. Just now in Jinxiu City, I also owed favors to others... I have to do what I promised the other party. Just arrive."