Horse hooves ignite, Central Plains vibrate.

The Northern Liang cavalry left Beiliang Road, entered Lianghuai Road, and headed south in the area of ​​Yancheng bordering Jizhou, Hezhou, and crashed into the north of Jiangnan Road, leading forward, and moving forward like a bamboo shoot.

Like a burly man in the northwest, he made the beauty in Jiangnan shaking.

Wherever they passed, all the officials and local troops of Liyang were silent and did not dare to take any provocative measures. They were banned very early at night, and even in the daytime, merchants were forbidden from entering and leaving the camp. The Wu guards were not allowed to leave the camp for half a step.

The memorial was like chaotic snowflakes. The county government office, county magistrate's residence, the governor's residence, and the military commander's residence were advanced layer by layer, and finally handed over to Tai'an City by the Jingqiang Post Cavalry, which was quickly passed to Tai'an City in a hurry for 500 miles.

With the ruthless advance of ten thousand cavalry, more than a dozen families emerged along the way. Not only were the leaders of the local government troops sweating profusely, but even Zhao Gou, who had been in charge of spies for many years in Liyang, was extremely scared. These giants who were famous families in various prefectures and counties, without exception, all had countless fertile land and abundant grain storage. Four of them could even be called "land kings" in prefectures and counties.

These dozens of wealthy families who all commented on Zhao Gou's secret file "innocence in life" were actually bold thieves who openly colluded with the Northern Liang Dynasty and sent countless food and supplies to the Northern Liang cavalry. Once the court settled the score in the autumn, the dozen deep-rooted families were destined to be unable to bear it. The person in charge of Zhao Gou and civil and military officials from major prefectures and counties would definitely be stripped of a layer of skin.

Among them, the first wealthy family in Hezhou to reward the army in Beiliang did not immediately flee and move to Beiliang. So the local governments joined forces to garrison the cavalry of Beiliang and dispatched four hundred elite soldiers to kill them, intending to confiscate the home and question the big dog family. The owner of the family moved a chair alone and sat on the steps at the door, basking the warm sun in early spring, and put two sauvignant swords on his knees. The old one was like

The sword that followed Lao Liang Wang Xu Xiao in the battle against Western Chu has been the most beloved grandson in his family for so many years, even if he was the most doting eldest grandson in his family, he didn't know that his grandfather had this sword. The one with a brighter scabbard was the sixth generation Xu family sword. The latest sword was given to him by King Xinliang not long ago. Facing the four hundred young and strong warriors in this county, the old man smiled and raised the new sword, and said only one sentence. Then everyone came and went in a hurry, and in the end he didn't even dare to say a word.

Old Man Chi Mu said, "The prince wants me to send you a message. One person died in the Song family's house today, and ten thousand generals and soldiers in the county will die. If the heads cannot be collected, the Iron Cavalry of Beiliang will go to other counties and states to borrow their heads."

After saying that, the old man with white hair bent down and picked up a pot of wine beside his feet, looked at the backs of those retreating in a mess, drank the wine sips, and muttered to himself in a vague manner.

The old man is like a vast old dog, toothless. He can't howl anymore, but it just makes people feel a bit unique. Perhaps it is what scholars see in books that swallow thousands of miles of a tiger.

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After Cai Nan, the governor of Lianghuai Road, stepped forward, the second Liyang gangster who dared to block the road was not a military man who led the army to fight, nor a civil servant who was a Mu Shou, but a literati who had retired for many years. He took out the sixth-rank censor uniform from the bottom of the box. After putting it on, he stood alone on the post road. His trembling family could not stop this crazy old man. Half of the clan moved to the remote countryside ancestral home overnight, and half of the clan hid at home and kept their doors away. Only the old man's second son, the poor scholar who had never passed the imperial examination for the exam for his life, had no courage and righteousness but only filial piety, so he stood on the side of the road with a look of fear and waited to collect the body for his father and carry it home.

Afterwards, when the iron cavalry rushed past, only the father and son who were sitting dejectedly beside the post road, hugging their heads and crying.

Nalan Huaiyu, among the hundreds of cavalry in the Wu family, was originally following behind, but she could not stand up to her strong curiosity. She quickly rushed to the side of the young vassal king. The kendo master who once won the rouge evaluation of beauty for the rest of the time asked with a smile: "Prince, what's going on?"

Xu Fengnian hesitated for a moment, still shook his head without the desire to chat. He had just received a secret report from the other end of Haidongqing who had been with him for many years. In addition to Yuan Tingshan leading Jibei Jingqi to enter the pass from Jizikou to stop him, Shu also drew 20,000 troops to Guangling Road. The commander was Wu Qi, who left the Xu family in anger after the end of the Western Barrier Battle. The deputy general was a general who had chosen to follow Chen Zhibao to leave Beiliang. A young brave general who had once emerged from the border army, named Che Ye. Whether it was Ning Emei, who had dealt with this young man, or Han Laoshan, the general in Lingzhou who is now responsible for guarding the southern gateway of Beiliang, they all had a high opinion of this person, believing that Che Ye was not inferior to the two of them.

The heroic female swordsman refused to give up and asked the bottom line.

Xu Fengnian was stunned and seemed to have not heard Nalan Huaiyu's nagging at all.

Wu Liuding said helplessly: "Auntie, can we be more reserved?"

Nalan Huaiyu rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah, I know how reserved I am now. When I was a child, who tried his best to rub against my aunt's chest. What is so scared when it comes to thunder and rain? I have to find a place to hide, what is the weather in winter, and the face is so cold and icy..."

Wu Liuding carefully glanced at Cuihua beside him, then quickly smiled and begged for mercy with Nalan Huaiyu: "Auntie, I'm afraid of you. That's the matter just now. We marry Grandpa Jian and the one named Xu are always inseparable. I guess he knows the inside story, so you can ask him."

The old man who was discussing kendo with Zhang Luantai and Liu Jianzhi laughed and said, "It's nothing strange. The prince just asked him if he wanted to gain a reputation as a scholar, so that the white-haired man gave the black-haired man. Then the boy Hong Shuwen drew out his knife and acted to ride a horse and kill people."

The young master of Xingzi Sword Furnace, who was energetic in the past, and the now taciturn middle-aged swordsman Yue Zhuowu, interrupted: "Cultivating oneself, managing the family, governing the country and pacifying the world is the 'family precept' of Confucian ancestors. Even people can't do well. Can you be a good official? Not to mention managing the world and helping the people. I am most afraid of such a scholar who seeks fame and reputation in my life. In order to leave a name in history, there is no bottom line to be a human being. Especially the former Liyang Chief Supervisor Biyan, especially not a thing!"

Xu Fengnian suddenly came to his senses and turned his head and said, "It's hard for others to say, but Zhang Julu is a real scholar in my eyes. If one can produce one in a hundred years, it will be a blessing for the whole world."

Yue Zhuowu did not agree with Xu Fengnian because he was the King of Northern Liang, but still insisted on his own opinion. He shook his head and said, "Even children can be killed, I guess he is very righteous. Even if such a person is not corrupt or disturbing the people, he will not be much better."

Xu Fengnian didn't argue anything, just laughed it off.

History is like a book. Some pages are so heavy. If you keep pointing your hand, you may not be able to pass them over. According to the passing of the torch, if you want to pass them on to future generations, those who hold the fire may burn their arms or even burn themselves to themselves, just to wait for the younger generations who have taken over the torch. In this world, you need wise rulers, famous ministers, heroes, heroes, romantics, singing, spirits, and talk... You need many people, but often sometimes, when smart people have their own style, you actually need one or two fools.

Xu Fengnian chuckled softly for no reason: "Actually that old scholar is pretty good. He blocks the way to be a minister and makes a father. Unfortunately, he is not from our Beiliang people."

Hong Shuwen, who is nicknamed a madman in the army, said heartlessly: "Prince, we have iron cavalry, swords, strong crossbows, and horses in Beiliang, which is enough!"

Xu Fengnian whispered: "I hope there will be a day that is not enough in the future."

Hong Shuwen, who was like Xu Fengnian following the crowd, suddenly sighed, "Prince, I would be fine if I was a sissy."

Wu Liuding was suddenly creepy, and made a trembling posture with his hands wrapped around his chest, and said angrily: "Hong Crazy, it's okay to flatter, but at least he has some face?"

Cuihua smiled knowingly.

Hong Shuwen said angrily: "I am a woman. I can't go to Wutongyuan to serve tea and water to the prince. What are you thinking about six big jars?"

Then Hong Shuwen turned his head and smiled and said, "Sister Cuihua, you have to be careful when you stay with this kind of erotic embryo full of unreasonable thoughts. Fortunately, Sister Cuihua, your swordsmanship is higher than the six major jars. If he dares to touch his feet, you can chop off his three legs with one sword. Then I will pick up one of them and pickle them for the wine and dish!"

Not only Wu Liuding could not bear it, but Liu Jianzhi and Zhang Luantai were also a little overwhelmed, and they laughed and scolded Hong Shuwen for being a strong taste.

Cuihua, who likes to close her eyes all day long, opened her eyes slightly, looked at Hong Shuwen and said slowly, "What if one is not enough to drink? Otherwise, add yours?"

Hong Shuwen subconsciously reached out to protect his crotch and said awkwardly: "Sister Cuihua, no need, really no need, I just quit drinking."

After talking and laughing, Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes and raised his head, and quickly raised one of his arms.

A very handsome bird of prey fell down and stopped on Xu Fengnian's arm.

After Xu Fengnian read the secret letter in Xiaozhujie, Haidongqing, who had accompanied his master to travel through the world three times and entered Beijing twice, bowed his head and pecked Xu Fengnian's hand intimately, and flapped his wings and flew.

Xu Fengnian called Yuan Zuozong, with a complicated face and said softly: "Brother Yuan, under the auspices of Xie Xiqiu, the main force of Western Chu led the army to the army and began to break through the western front. Cao Changqing had quietly set off and went north alone to Tai'an City."

Yuan Zuozong was stunned and asked, "Cao Changqing went north alone?"

Xu Fengnian focuses on the key points.

Yuan Zuozong sighed: "Why is this great official who is recognized as good at finishing the game so messed up at the last moment?"

Xu Fengnian whispered: "I can only guess one thing. Cao Changqing may have chosen to betray many people in the end. Perhaps there are the Northern Mang Southern Dynasty Haojia who was enduring humiliation, Wang Sui who suddenly came back, and even Gu Jiantang who had been with the two Liaos for many years. In order to restore the country, he worked hard to govern the country for twenty years, and Cao Changqing could even let go..."

Xu Fengnian did not continue talking.

After all, Yuan Zuozong was a man in the game who had been in contact with many deep insider stories and asked: "Is the rumors about Western Chu that the adoptive father said in his early years true?"

Xu Fengnian suddenly smiled, "Everyone says that scholars are the most unfaithful people. Fortunately, Cao Changqing told the world that the seeds of study can also be the most infatuated seeds."

Yuan Zuozong wanted to speak but stopped.

Xu Fengnian was a little embarrassed for the first time and glared at Yuan Zuozong, obviously not wanting what Yuan Zuozong said.

Yuan Zuozong, who has always been serious, had a smile on his lips, but he really didn't say anything.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Zuozong still couldn't help but speak, but he didn't use the usual title of "Prince" but the title of "Xiao Nian" that has a family atmosphere. "Xiao Nian, no matter what others think, Yuan Er Ge is very happy that you led the south this time. The reason is very simple. I think this is what the adopted father's eldest son should do."

Xu Fengnian was a little helpless.

This kind of unreasonableness is indeed very Xu Xiao's style.

It’s true that the whole family doesn’t enter the whole family.

Yuan Zuozong quickly added with a smile: "Of course, for twenty years, I haven't heard the sound of horse hooves of our Xu family's iron cavalry, so they have to remember for a long time!"

Yuan Zuozong looked up and looked into the distance, "The adoptive father said that there is a louder sound in the world than thunder, only the sound of horse hooves in Beiliang!"

Xu Fengnian whispered: "Xu Xiao can't speak such heroic words. It must be the first one of my masters to say that, and then he borrowed them and refused to repay them. He would also privately remind my master not to say that he plagiarized them."

Yuan Zuozong was speechless and rubbed his chin, "It's really possible that Xiaonian said this."

Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "But some words, no matter whether Xu Xiao was the first to say them, as long as he said them, they would be bold!"

This is true. A Spring and Autumn War has long proved one thing.

Some words can only be said by that cripple!

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At this time, it was the time when the Northern Liang cavalry headed south to the Central Plains.

A blue-clothed scholar from the south to the north.

The most proud Cao family in the world was the most proud of the world. At that time, the romantic scholar with frosty hair was indifferent. When he became a chess attendant that day, he had never felt so relieved.

After the mountains and rivers were broken, the family and country were gone, and this blue shirt entered the Liyang Palace. It was only this last time that he would not enter the city or the palace.

One man came to Tai'an City.
Chapter completed!