It’s getting harder and harder to leave!”

"Well!" Feng Changqing frowned, with a hint of worry in his voice. "Young man, things are unreliable! Logically speaking, no matter whether there is any gain or not, he should send someone to deliver a letter to me as soon as possible.

That’s it!”

"Is the commander-in-chief talking about General Wang?" Cen Shen asked with a smile, the expression on his face was a bit amusing. "But my subordinates remember that the commander-in-chief chose him as the chief envoy against all objections!"

At the beginning, both civilian staff like Cen Shen and close veterans such as Zhou Xiaofeng felt that the plan to send Wang Xun and others as envoys to the Lingxi countries was a bit too risky. However, Feng Changqing was stubborn and refused to obey.

Cen Shen and others dissuaded him, and rejected Zhou Xiaofeng's suggestion to send a mature and prudent person to replace Wang Xun.

Feng Changqing still doesn't feel regretful about his persistence. "Of course!" He responded loudly, raised his head and glanced at Cen Shen, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, "Do you think I think too highly of Mingyun and the others?

Or maybe their hopes are too high?"

"I don't dare!" Cen Shen smiled and handed over his hand again. The expression on his face clearly told him that he did think so in his heart. The reason why he did this was not out of jealousy, but as an old friend who knew Wang Xun well.

, Cen Shen knew very well that Wang Xun was a little too immature at the moment. Throwing an ignorant young man who was not deeply involved in the world among the old foxes in the Lingxi countries who had lived between the Tang Dynasty and the Great Food was like giving away meat.

There is no difference between the tiger’s mouth and the tiger’s mouth!

"Then do you know how old I am this year?" Feng Changqing smiled and asked again.

"Commander is not yet sixty this year!" Cen Shen didn't even think about it, he just opened his mouth and came, "If you are willing to take care of yourself and not stay up late all the time, under your leadership, the Anxi Army will surely be able to be brilliant for more than ten years.

!”

"You, you cunning guy!" Feng Changqing laughed loudly, while laughing, looking at Cen Shen and shaking his head.

Cen Shen was shocked by the sight and quickly turned his head away, trying not to meet Feng Changqing's eyes. At the same time, he asked loudly, "Isn't what my subordinate said right? Commander Mo Xiao, my subordinate is right.

Every word is true!"

"You are indeed telling the truth!" Feng Changqing slowly put away his smile, and his eyes suddenly became a little deeper, "But do you know that since the early years of Tianbao, who has been able to hold the position of Anxi Jiedushi?

Ten years of work?!"

"This..." Cen Shen was stunned by the question. He really couldn't answer for a while. In his memory, he vaguely knew that Feng Changqing's predecessor Gao Xianzhi was the military governor who replaced Fumeng Lingjin in the seventh year of Tianbao.

In the 10th year of Tianbao's reign, he was promoted openly and secretly due to a command error in the Battle of Talas. He was promoted from the position of Jiedushi to Chang'an to enjoy peace and happiness.

The imperial court appointed Wang Zhengjian to succeed Gao Xianzhi. Soon, Wang Zhengjian fell ill from overwork and died in office. Before his death, he recommended Feng Changqing to the imperial court. Gao Xianzhi's predecessor, Meng Lingqing, took office about the third year of Tianbao, and Tianbao

Seven years later, he was jointly impeached by Bian Lingcheng and Gao Xianzhi, and was transferred elsewhere by the court.

After careful calculation, none of the four Anxi governors served for more than five years! What does this mean? Thinking of this, Cen Shen suddenly began to sympathize with Feng Changqing's situation. He brought a group of brothers to such a remote place

Working hard for the country, he not only had to deal with the eunuchs, but also had to be wary of the court's suspicions. It's no wonder that Bian Lingcheng made the old general tie his hands and feet when he casually played some conspiracy! If he was not careful, the Western Expedition would be in vain.

But returning is a trivial matter, maybe even your own life will be involved!

"After all, this place is too far away from the Central Plains!" Feng Changqing smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly. The court should be more vigilant. I have already understood it and don't care about this. What I care about is that when I see this

A generation is about to die, but it still has not been able to decide the winner against the big eater!"

"There is no rush. Hu people have never had good luck for a hundred years! In the past, Jieli Khan's command was said to control millions of strings, but it declined in the blink of an eye! It must be the same if it is a cannibal!" Cen Shen didn't know what to do.

What words can I say to comfort the old general? I can only use the rise and fall of the Turkic Empire as an analogy.

"But who can guarantee that the Nine Kingdoms of Tang Dynasty will prosper forever?!" Feng Changqing's voice suddenly rose, like Hong Zhongda Lu.

Cen Shen couldn't answer, so he chose silence again. Deep in his heart, he knew that Feng Changqing's worries had gradually become a reality. After more than thirty years of prosperity and stability, the Central Plains had shown signs of decline. However, when he was in Chang'an, he

I once thought hard about if one day I was lucky enough to be appreciated by His Majesty the Emperor, could I offer a clever tip? The answer is no. Some problems are just as easy as not thinking carefully. Once you think deeply, you will find that it is not what it seems on the surface.

Simple.

"You, I, and no one can guarantee it!" Feng Changqing's words continued, hitting Cen Shen's ear drums. "What I can do is to try to put an end to the troubles in this world while our generation is still alive.

Solve it. Even if it cannot be done, we must leave a few generals to the Anxi Army and the Tang Dynasty to pass on the fire."

As he spoke, he looked out the window and looked far into the night sky to the west.

The generals of my generation are getting older. And the competition between Datang and Dashi has probably just begun.

The fake food messenger was only in his early twenties.
Chapter completed!