Liangzhou, Yan Wangfu.
"Swallow grass is like blue silk, Qin Sang has low green branches..."
"When you are nostalgic, it's when your concubine is heartbroken; if you don't know the spring breeze, what's the matter?"
"The meaning of this poem is that Qin's self-reported, thinking of his husband who was stationed in Yan and defended his family and the country..."
"There are six lines in the whole poem." You Miao stood with his arms behind his back, walked over the student's desk with a ruler, and said, "Although it is autumn, it is not as bright as the spring described in the poem, there is no 'spring breeze', only There is an 'autumn wind', which is also another artistic conception."
Autumn in Liangzhou came very early, and it was already a little chilly. The leaves were flying in the courtyard. The autumn wind blew the gauze curtain and blew into the school, rolling in a few maple leaves. live.
"Little bunnies, go back and memorize this poem," You Miao said, "I'm going to take the test in the next section, do you remember it?"
"Remember!" The five- or six-year-old children got up and dispersed.
Before noon, the little prince and his companions finished their class, and the bell rang in the house. You Miao washed his hands and face, and walked across the courtyard to the main hall. Liangzhou Wangfu is located in Guazhou, and it is the place where the commanders and envoys of the capital are stationed. You Miao traveled around three months ago, and when she came to this place, it happened that Panchuan was running out of flowers, so she took the letter seal of the wandering scholar of Luoyang Taixue in the central capital, and went to the government to find an errand.
It just so happened that there was a shortage of Mr. Kaimeng in Prince Yan's mansion, so You Miao naturally entered the mansion, taught some "the mysterious yellow of the heaven and the earth, the prehistoric universe", and spent time with the children.
However, the situation in Liangzhou has been quite unstable over the past few years. After years of wars and turmoil, the country has been unified for the first time. After the First Battle of the Hu Hu, the emperor enfeoffed the vassal, and in addition to the king of Liaodong, he was divided into three kings of Shu, Liang, and Yue to guard the border. The problems brought about by the vassalization of vassalages in successive dynasties are all the same.
And the court has often heard in recent years that the King of Yan is recruiting troops and preparing to rebel.
When the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, Guazhou follows the annual festival rules. The people make cakes and prepare fruit to celebrate the festival. Inside and outside the prefecture, and even in Gua County, the defense is also heavily guarded.
You Miao walked through the promenade and saw the martial arts in the house. Li Zhifeng, the deputy commander of the house guard, was standing in the courtyard, holding a long sword, his body was still, his wrists turned, and the sword body caught the maple leaves floating in the sky: one, two. Pieces, three pieces... Five or six maple leaves rested on the sword as thin as a cicada's wings, neatly stacked in one place.
"The bright moonlight in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground—" The children in the house looked like they were, imitating You Miao's demeanor when teaching, and then ran away with laughter.
Li Zhifeng was slightly distracted, and when he turned his head, the fallen leaves were scattered.
You Miao stood under the corridor and smiled at Li Zhifeng.
In the autumn wind, You Miao was wearing a pale green robe and a jade pendant. Li Zhifeng is wearing a black martial arts robe, but in his thirties, the self-cultivation martial arts robe complements his already straight martial arts figure even more tall and straight.
"Mr. You." Li Zhifeng put away his sword and greeted You Miao.
"Commander Li." You Miao nodded as a salute. Every day in the mansion, the two had many opportunities to meet.
You Miao often listened to the discussions of the people in the house. This person's martial arts skills are unfathomable, and he was hired by the King of Yan from the rivers and lakes. His duties are mainly to monitor the assassins in the mansion, and occasionally teach the little prince to learn some basic skills.
On the first day, he just stood still and used a wooden sword to defeat all the warriors in the palace, and since then he has gained the utmost trust of King Yan.
The little prince, Di Qing, followed You Miao.
You Miao and Li Zhifeng glanced at Di Qing, and the two exchanged glances.
"The commander is going with lunch?" You Miao said.
"Is the bell ringing?" Li Zhifeng remembered it, so he made a "please" gesture.
"I'm hungry too," Di Qing said.
Li Zhifeng said, "Then, let's go together, little prince."
There are obviously many more patrolling servants in the mansion. Di Rong, the king of Yan, is always suspicious, for fear that Zhao Chao, who is far away, will send assassins to murder him.
"The road in this mansion turns around," Li Zhifeng said with a frown, "it's easy to get lost every time."
"The winding path leads to the secluded." You Miao joked, "But people always feel that there are too many."
In the hall, after Li Zhifeng and You Miao sat at their respective desks, Di Rong, the King of Yan, came with a lot of thoughts. First, he asked his son about studying and entering the country, and then asked about martial arts. You Miao and Li Zhifeng talked one after another, and King Yan said, "You two, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, there are more things to do, and there are not enough people in the house. Later, I will trouble Mr. You to help me with some personal affairs."
"Naturally, it's up to the prince to send you." You Miao replied.
You Miao knew very well that King Yan was planning the details of raising an army, and all his left and right arms were dispatched. As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival passed, he raised his arms, and the army of 200,000 people would go straight to the capital and pull Zhao Chao down from the throne. However, launching a civil war at this time is simply putting the common people at risk. I just don't know how many people will be displaced under the emperor's dream of King Yan, and their lives will be ruined.
King Yan simply ate something and took the little prince away, leaving Li Zhifeng and You Miao to sit opposite each other.
"Mister is not used to the food in the house?" Li Zhifeng said casually.
Youmiao replied: "Jiangnan people eat a lot of rice, fish and shrimp, and beef and mutton are too greasy."
Li Zhifeng nodded and said, "It's better to be at home when you're far away."
You Miao asked, "Where is the commander from?"
Li Zhifeng said: "People outside the Great Wall have spent their whole lives wandering in the Central Plains, and have also been to the south of the Yangtze River."
"I think I'm used to it." You Miao smiled, "Which is your favorite?"
"It's fine," Li Zhifeng said. "It's a good day, sir..."
After You Miao had eaten half of her lunch, she closed the food box and stopped eating. She sorted out the chopsticks and looked at Li Zhifeng expectantly.
"Sir..." Li Zhifeng seemed to hesitate.
You Miao suddenly felt amused and said, "Commander please but it's okay to say it."
Li Zhifeng laughed at himself and said, "Don't call me the commander, just call me Zhifeng."
"Then call me Ziqian, don't call me Mr." You Miao smiled.
Li Zhifeng nodded, thought about it, and finally made up his mind, and said, "Tomorrow is the festival, I don't know if Mr.... Ziqian... is it free? Let's go out for a walk?"
You Miao was a little surprised and said, "This... let me take a look? The little prince's class tomorrow... "
Li Zhifeng also covered the food box and picked up the soup bowl. Without looking at You Miao, he said with a smile, "Di Qing said he has no class tomorrow."
You Miao said happily: "Then go out to relax, please lead me around."
It is afternoon.
Di Qing followed Li Zhifeng to learn the sword, and Li Zhifeng tapped his knee gently with the wooden sword to let him hold on for a while longer.
"Master, do you want to go out with your husband tomorrow?" Di Qing asked.
Li Zhifeng did not answer.
"Can you take me there?" Di Qing asked again.
"No." Li Zhifeng said.
Di Qing: "Why?"
"I don't want to take you," Li Zhifeng said, "you only know how to spoil things."
Di Qing glared at Li Zhifeng boredly, but didn't dare to talk nonsense. Li Zhifeng's sword was much more powerful than You Miao's ruler. Although You Miao was strict, the thunder and rain were small and never really fell; Li Zhifeng was stern, but he would hands-on.
After You Miao assisted King Yan in handling the family affairs at the end of the holiday, he came to the corridor and sat down, flipping a few pages of the ledger in his hand to help King Yan reconcile the accounts.
"Master," Di Qing said while learning swordsmanship in the garden, "Mr. You is watching you!"
Li Zhifeng naturally knew that You Miao was coming, but he did not turn his head, and said displeasedly, "Learn your sword." After he pointed Di Qing a few moves, he couldn't help but look at You Miao, only to see that You Miao did not raise his head.
Di Qing seemed to understand everything and whispered, "He's looking up at you now!"
Li Zhifeng looked at Di Qing and made a "threatening" move, and Di Qing hurriedly pretended to practice the sword again.
"Relax a little," Li Zhifeng said. "Your back shoulders are too tense. You have to lift weights lightly, practice martial arts, read books, and master tricks, all of which have to be relaxed."
"Those who can teach disciples are not necessarily strong in martial arts." With a smile, You Miao finally couldn't help speaking from a distance, and said, "Those who are highly skilled in martial arts don't necessarily know how to teach disciples."
Li Zhifeng and Di Qing stopped at the same time. Di Qing only asked Li Zhifeng to talk to You Miao for a while, so that he could be lazy for a while.
Li Zhifeng raised his eyebrows, meaning "So what?".
"The commander is highly skilled in martial arts," You Miao said with a smile, "and he can teach his disciples, the little prince looks much better than when I first entered the mansion, learning the sword."
Li Zhifeng didn't speak, his attention returned to Di Qing, holding a wooden sword, motioned him to stand aside.
You Miao was about to look down at the account, but Li Zhifeng shook the wooden sword in his hand, and suddenly the maple leaves in the garden rolled up and flew in all directions under his energy. The swordsmanship was recovered, and the maple leaves were gathered again.
"Oh oh oh wow!" Di Qing has never seen such a magical skill. Following Li Zhifeng's shuttle in the flying leaves, he is really handsome and unparalleled in the world.
You Miao put down the ledger and looked at it seriously, her eyes full of admiration.
Li Zhifeng retracted and looked at You Miao, You Miao couldn't help but walk over.
"How did you use this formula?" You Miao asked curiously.
Li Zhifeng motioned to You Miao to hold the wooden sword, and said, "I will not touch, I will leave, I will overcome strength with softness, and the world's martial arts is nothing more than this."
You Miao held a wooden sword, and Li Zhifeng corrected his movements behind him. Di Qing could finally be lazy, slipped aside, and looked at the two with a smile. You Miao was taught the sword by Li Zhifeng, half hugged, and suddenly felt embarrassed.
"You guys continue," You Miao said, "I won't disturb you, master and apprentice."
You Miao's face turned red, she put away the ledger, and left.
Li Zhifeng's face returned to seriousness, and he waved to Di Qing again, motioning to continue practicing swordsmanship.
At night, You Miao made the account, hummed a song, held a hibiscus flower branch in his hand, moving it up and down, imitating Li Zhifeng's swordsmanship, and under the corridor, he accidentally bumped into someone in the shadow.
"Ah!" You Miao was startled.
Li Zhifeng was standing at the corner of the corridor, You Miao's face flushed instantly and she took a half step back.
"Keep your wrist fixed, don't turn it over," Li Zhifeng said, "the tiger's mouth should be strong."
You Miao nodded hurriedly, and with a smile, looked at Li Zhifeng.
"Where did you come from, sir?" Li Zhifeng asked again sternly.
You Miao pointed behind her and said, "Study, is the commander going? The lord is reading the letter."
You Miao is sometimes like a child. When no one notices him, he likes to move here and poke there.
Li Zhifeng nodded, but did not move, staring at You Miao's handsome face.
The two were silent for a moment, and You Miao had nothing to say: "What is the commander doing?"
"Don't do anything." Li Zhifeng said, "Just walk around, watch the moon, and see if there are any suspicious people waiting."
Li Zhifeng lived on the east side, and You Miao lived in the side courtyard. Li Zhifeng's room was far away from here, but You Miao always saw him walking around the side courtyard.
"It's late at night," You Miao said, "Let's go back and rest early, Commander."
"I will be on leave tomorrow," Li Zhifeng said. "I'll be on duty tonight."
You Miao yawned, tiredly, and nodded goodbye to Li Zhifeng. Li Zhifeng said again: "Mr. tomorrow..."
"I didn't forget," You Miao said, "I will come to you tomorrow morning."
You Miao walked away quickly, and Li Zhifeng watched his figure leave. Finally, he picked up the tree hibiscus that had fallen to the side, twirled his fingers, and turned around twice, looking at the flowers.
King Yan came out to take a look, moved his shoulders, Li Zhifeng went into the study, closed the door, and left after half an hour, went back to the room to rest, inserted Youmiao's hibiscus into the water bottle, and was about to fall asleep. I watched it a while ago.
In the early morning of the next day, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the house was busy with decorations for the festival. Today, King Yan will entertain all his confidants and discuss matters behind closed doors to decide the final time to raise troops.
Early in the morning, Li Zhifeng looked at himself in front of the mirror and changed into a dark blue martial robe embroidered with gold thread.
"How is it?" Li Zhifeng asked back.
Di Qing was playing with Li Zhifeng's longbow, looked up and said pitifully, "Master, are you really not taking me to play?"
Li Zhifeng: "No, I'll take you next time."
Li Zhifeng fastened his collar buttons and cufflinks on his cuffs and looked sideways at his face in the mirror.
"Aren't you wearing some accessories?" Di Qing said again boredly.
"That's right." Li Zhifeng replied, with a dagger attached to his waist, he always felt that it was too simple. Men in Guazhou are used to wearing one-sided shoulder pads and arm pads, with the left arm and the right shoulder for eagle taming. Li Zhifeng put on these two pieces of protective gear again, and he was very unrestrained, like a son of a nobleman.
"Can you?" Li Zhifeng asked again.
"Good-looking—" Di Qing couldn't follow anyway, and said, "Okay, Master."
You Miao said, "Is the commander there?"
Li Zhifeng took a stride and said, "I'm here!" Then he went to open the door, stepped out, and went outside the courtyard. He saw that You Miao was also wearing a light blue martial robe, silk satin, and a jade pendant around his waist, with a smile that was not a smile. Look at Li Zhifeng.
"Sir came early." Li Zhifeng adjusted his cuffs and said.
"Wake up early, so come early." You Miao said with a smile.
Both of them couldn't help laughing, as if they were separated by a hazy gauze, no one knew what to say, they could only talk nonsense.
"Sir, please." Li Zhifeng had left Di Qing alone, prepared the horse, and put on the saddle.
Seeing that there was only one horse, You Miao looked at Li Zhifeng, who asked, "Can you ride a horse?"
"Uh..." You Miao said, "I've never ridden alone. How do you know? Oh, I see, Di Qing told you."
Li Zhifeng got on the horse first, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with You Miao. You Miao stepped on the stirrup, turned over, and sat firmly behind Li Zhifeng.
"It's very easy to get on the horse." Li Zhifeng said.
"Someone used to ride with me to play." You Miao smiled, hugging Li Zhifeng's waist consciously. Li Zhifeng put another hand on the back of You Miao's hand, which was on his waist.
"Drive!" Li Zhifeng took You Miao out of the city.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, at dusk, every household lights up the lights in advance. This year is a good year in Guazhou, and the incense table for offering sacrifices to the moon has been placed, full of melons and fruits.
"Your Highness, Commander Li and Mr. You are back." Jiading whispered to King Yan.
"Let the gentleman take the children to the festival meal." King Yan commanded in the face of the crowd full of friends, "Commander Li has worked hard and he will stay at the hall door for another night. There are important things to discuss, and then give him a drink."
Jiading went out and closed the door with his backhand.
When You Miao left the residence, he was taken out holding Li Zhifeng's waist, and when he came back, his clothes were covered with shreds of withered grass, and he was holding Li Zhifeng's left hand.
When the two entered the mansion gate, You Miao let go of her hand a little embarrassedly, and Li Zhifeng still had a little red mark on his neck.
"Sir's ears are red." Li Zhifeng said.
"I want to take a bath." You Miao said with her ears still red.
"Let's go after dinner." Li Zhifeng said.
You Miao took off the jade pendant by the waist, thought about it, and handed it to Li Zhifeng.
"Send me?" Li Zhifeng asked a little surprised.
You Miao didn't speak, and put the jade pendant to him, Li Zhifeng held it in his hand, and You Miao hurried away.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, the lanterns were like day. You Miao stood under the long corridor full of lights. After walking ten steps, he suddenly stood still, turned around, and looked at Li Zhifeng.
Li Zhifeng still looked at him from a distance, holding the warm jade pendant in his hand, the soft texture of the jade pendant was like You Miao's skin, and the two suddenly looked at each other and smiled.
"Mr. You!" Li Zhifeng said.
You Miao: "What?"
Li Zhifeng's face was also a little red, and he waved his hand, meaning to say something later, and turned around.
"At the end of this year's autumn, the swords and soldiers are ready, and the spies in the DPRK have also passed on the news that the solitary dynasty, Dawan, has purchased 20,000 good horses..."
King Yan held the cup with a solemn expression, and unfolded the map of the Central Plains in the hall. Suddenly, the sound of killing came from outside the hall.
"who?!"
Everyone's tight strings were interrupted in an instant, and even Di Rong himself never expected that Zhao Chao was actually preempting him? How long has he laid it out? Why no one notices? !
"Go away-"
"My lord - there are thieves!"
In an instant, a group of masked guests rushed into the mansion and broke through the palace!
"Commander Li!" King Yan was calm and roared, "Where is Commander Li?"
"The last commander is here." Li Zhifeng was more calm than King Yan, and then there was the sound of the gate opening, and Li Zhifeng entered with a wooden sword.
King Yan immediately put away the map and said, "Don't leave this place! Outside! Are the guards there? Why are you holding the wooden sword?"
"Because my daughter-in-law won't let me kill people indiscriminately." Li Zhifeng replied, "And after the age of twenty-seven, I will no longer use an iron sword, and I can kill you with a single hibiscus."
Immediately, Li Zhifeng raised his sword.
King Yan's expression only solidified on his face for a short time, and Li Zhifeng burst out like a thunderbolt, shooting into the hall!
King Yan had been in the army for some time, and he raised his sword in a hurry to resist, but he couldn't catch Li Zhifeng's move!
The thunder flashed, and everyone in the hall broke their ribs, and all of them were hit by the sword that Li Zhifeng focused on the sword with a thousand strength. King Yan was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and fell to the ground.
Just counting the breath, except for Li Zhifeng, there was no one standing in the palace hall.
"You... you..." King Yan coughed violently, "Who sent you... was it... Zhao Chao..."
Li Zhifeng lifted the jug and poured two glasses of wine.
The noise outside the hall gradually subsided. You Miao, wearing a martial robe, walked into the hall and looked at Li Zhifeng.
Li Zhifeng raised his eyebrows, You Miao smiled, and said, "They've all been arrested, Di Qing is fine, nothing's wrong."
You Miao looked around, glanced at King Yan, and smiled politely: "Your Highness, how are you?"
King Yan roared: "You bunch of Zhao Chao's lackeys!"
You Miao stepped up to the throne, picked up the cup, touched Li Zhifeng lightly, and drank each other. This night, the palace fell, and the minions who had been ambush outside the city took only one hour to control all the people in the palace.
"It turns out that you are out of the city today... it is to arrange the arrangement." King Yan finally understood, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and a wild laugh, "Okay... very good!"
The soldiers took off their masks and came in and dragged the King Yan's troops away. You Miao sat on the main couch, glanced at Li Zhifeng, motioned him to sit, and Li Zhifeng sat down too.
"Okay, now read your guilt, King Yan," You Miao said, "Are you satisfied?"
King Yan knelt on the ground and roared: "I don't accept it! I don't accept it! What right do you have to judge me... You, you... You are just relying on your own martial arts..."
Li Zhifeng looked at King Yan, smiled and said nothing.
In an instant, a title flashed in King Yan's mind.
Juggernaut.
The number one in the world after Nie Dan, the king of Quanrong who guards Liaodong, and the god of martial arts, Sanado!
"Are you... Sanado?" King Yan's voice changed, and then, he was even more frightened, looking at You Miao.
You Miao laughed and said, "King Yan, I came here in person to save your life. Otherwise, if you think about it, if you change someone else, I'm afraid you won't be able to see my third brother alive."
"King of Liaodong... You Miao?" King Yan finally understood. Under his calculations, his failure was already doomed.
"Read out your guilt," You Miao said, "you have killed enough people, I will write the imperial edict for you now, and only explain a few of your first crimes, your wife and children are not enough to be punished, and they belong to King Sanada. Apprentice, if he pleads for mercy, Your Majesty can open up the net. Of course, if you don't know anything, you can't blame me."
King Yan immediately softened and fell to the ground.
After a while, King Yan was also taken away, and the room was quiet.
"This couch is not bad." Li Zhifeng leaned halfway on King Yan's couch, and put his foot on it.
"It's finally over!" You Miao couldn't take it anymore. When he said that he wanted to save King Yan's life, he had to clean up the mess for Zhao Chao, and even went to Guazhou to be a teacher. Li Zhifeng seemed to like this day very much, watching it every day. With You Miao.
You Miao took off his outer robe, the new robe was really uncomfortable, Li Zhifeng said, "What?"
You Miao solved half of it and said, "Do it again, the afternoon time doesn't count, it's been three months!"
"Bring me the door." Li Zhifeng commanded to the outside, and then said to You Miao, "You said this yourself, sir."
Immediately afterwards, You Miao threw himself into Li Zhifeng's arms, and Li Zhifeng rolled over in his arms and pressed him on the couch.
"Commander," You Miao whispered, "Take it easy, don't be so savage."
Li Zhifeng whispered beside You Miao's ear, his breath teasing him: "I haven't asked you to settle the account after biting me in the afternoon, sir, you are insulting Sven."
The moonlight entered the hall and shone on the two of them.
The bright moon is 10,000 miles away, reflecting this vast river and mountains. The moonlight spreads across Jiangnan and Saibei, Guazhou and Liaodong. Thirty famous, dust leaps, eight thousand miles away, clouds and moon depend on each other.
- The troubled times are king · Fanwai · End -