For the people in the city, building a house is the top priority, and it means that building a beam when a new house is completed is the first priority. Then, a country, prefecture, county, or border, city or military town is built, the meaning of hanging plaques is equal to the beam for ordinary people, so it is of great significance.

Today, the city outside Liangzhou Pass has been hanging plaques. It did not deliberately choose a good day, but when the last main city wall was completely completed, it unanimously passed a resolution that the plaques would not be delayed! It was not that the large group of Beiliang bosses who supervised the construction of the city did not care about it. The situation was really urgent and they did not care about the icing on the cake. Otherwise, the group of civil servants led by Li Gongde, the North Liang Dao Master, stayed in this place where birds do not shit for nearly a whole year. Almost everyone would have to eat the loess and drink the wind and sand with their soldiers every day. After betting on so much effort, how could they not want to find a zodiac auspicious day to hang the plaque? This deep feeling may not be less than that of a daughter getting married.

The construction of this city may be unprecedented. Not only is it even better than the Hutou City, the largest border city in the northwest, but it also takes less time. Apart from the 10,000 heavy snow dragon cavalry, as well as the two heavy cavalry "Weixiong" and "Zhihun", almost all the border troops in Liangzhou rotated to participate in the city construction. Of course, all the military households and craftsmen in Lianglingyou Prefectures within the pass were recruited. In addition, the number of people in the Northern Liang Dynasty who went to Liangzhou Pass was endless.

Finally, it was basically maintained at about tens of thousands. In history, the so-called construction of a grand city with the whole country often focused on saving people's strength and not slack off the farming season. Most of them were "stopped for 30 days and quickly built walls", and then it took several years to complete. However, this time, Beiliang almost exhausted the construction of the Xu family in Qingliang Mountain. It was a feat like burning the boats. It was just the loess used to build the main wall, which hollowed out the two small hills of the dragon head and tiger tail in the south of the city!

Just at dawn, Li Gongde and Song Changsui, the Mo family's son who was the deputy envoy of the Imperial College, made an appointment to get up early. After climbing the city, he walked on the wide road. At some point, the 20 kilograms of weight had lost weight. The adults subconsciously stamped their feet, and the old man with white hair on his hair, and then smiled proudly. With my iron cock, Li Gongde stared at him all day long. Who could cut corners? Besides, no one dared to slack off.

Lazy, this is not just a matter of money or not, but a simple truth in front of everyone, "This city is in Liangzhou, this city is dead, this city is dead inside the pass"! The leader of the civil servant in the Northern Liang who has been smooth and pampered in the officialdom for the rest of his life, although he looks much thinner, his body looks much tougher. If the civil servant in Lingzhou can come here, he will be shocked to see this Lord Li, and he may not even recognize it. The kind of public practice accumulation of Li Gongde

The slick spirit that had been accumulated for most of his life was completely gone, and what was replaced by invisible exuding the heroic spirit that only a person born in the general was born in the family. The old man was born in a literati. He reached out to touch the low wall on the inside and laughed: "In the past, in the Qingliang Mountains, where there were many martial arts and few literary affairs, I always couldn't understand what the general was saying to those rough men, what was the way to the daughter wall. It was only when I got here that I suddenly realized that it was like this daughter wall, but I had already had a long time ago in books.

I said, many frontier poems have been sung, it is called "王王". The daughter wall is still a nice and pleasant word. Every time I walk around the city, I have to think of the uneasy girl in my family. In the past, it was the Hanlin guy who made us feel helpless as parents, and the feng shui changed! Now, it is the general who has foresight that the father and daughter raise children in the world often goes by, the easier it is foresight to support their sons, and the more troublesome the daughters are."

Song Changsui said in a deep voice: "Old Li, you know that I have never been the kind of person who likes to praise people. Your Hanlin family is really good. The battle in Longyan'er Plain was beautiful! All the elite scouts, including the crow railings under Dong Zhuo, were wiped out. This battle is really satisfying!"

Li Gongde, who had chapped his lips, smiled, "Yes, this kind of thing needs to be praised by outsiders to feel comfortable. No matter how much my father says, it always tastes wrong. To be honest, Lao Song, you are really calm. I have been waiting for you for a long time! I've almost hurt myself."

Song Changsui said helplessly, "I was so busy that I was so busy that I didn't have the energy to talk to you."

Li Gongde sighed and said, "That's right, I claim to have a lot of experience in becoming an official in this life. In short, after thinking about it all day long, I'm thinking about others. Although I can't say that I don't do anything at all, I'm unimaginable to do things like this. It feels like I have paid back all the pragmatism that I, Li Gongde, owed for the whole life in my life."

Song Changsui smiled knowingly.

Li Gongde suddenly slapped the arrows heavily and said loudly: "If you still can't defend such a good city wall, let alone being killed by the Beimang barbarians, you will be scolded by me even if you scold me!"

Song Changsui was stunned for a moment, then looked around. The most familiar city building scene inside and outside the city, with the sound of horns coming one after another. Although the giant city under her feet can be hanged, there are still quite a large-scale project to continue. The Mo family Juzi asked softly, "Are you really willing to scold them?"

Li Gongde, who was originally aggressive, suddenly lost his arrogance and just murmured softly: "So many soldiers from the border of Northern Liang... I, Li Gongde, are willing to scold my son, but I can't bear to scold them."

———

The new Liangzhou Governor Bai Yu could go to Wudang Mountain to meet his friends. As someone who was the transfer envoy and deputy governor of Beiliang Road, he had no time to spare. He went from Qingcang City, Liuzhou, and then passed Qingyuan Jun Town, the western gateway of Liangzhou. Until the curtain was lifted, he could see the outline of the heroic city outside the pass. It seemed that Xu Beizhi had been working hard since the moment he left Qingliang Mountain and went to Lingzhou. He was the governor of rice and built granaries in various parts of his jurisdiction, served as a transfer envoy, and planned the transportation of the canal. He also went to Lianghuai Road to meet with Han Lin in private. Not long ago, he went to Lantu Mountain in the Western Regions and brought 20,000 monk soldiers to the defense line of Qingcang City in Liuzhou. After attending the plaque hanging ceremony, he immediately went to Lingzhou again and watched the grain entering Liang in person.

He has no place to live in these years, and it seems that he is either on the back of a horse or in a carriage, but it is bumpy anyway.

Outside this carriage, there was no escort of the Beiliang border army. Logically speaking, Xu Beizhi's super high rank and his great significance to the next Liangmang war, it would be no exaggeration to send him a thousand Beiliang cavalry to serve as entourages.

But this is true that this young strategist's position in the Xu family's Qingliang Mountain or in the minds of the young vassal kings is even more unparalleled.

Because there were only eighty people escorting the carriage around.

Eighty horsemen carry swords.

Eighty people from the Wu family’s sword tomb!

The contemporary sword crown Wu Liuding, the sword servant Cuihua, who carries the ancient sword su king, even the demon Zhu Huang, who is notorious in the sword tomb, Helian Jianchi, Zhang Luantai, Gongsun Xiushui, Nalan Huaiyu, who has a deep understanding of swordsmanship, has only a few years of experience in the world...

If this is not considered a luxury, there are probably no entourages in the world who can be called elite.

Although Xu Beizhi, who was exhausted on his face, was extremely sleepy, she still couldn't sleep. She opened her eyes several times after closing her eyes for a long time. She simply sat cross-legged, took out the old pen from her arms, and read it gently.

Xu Fengnian mentioned that the large plaque of gold-shaped characters in Tingchao Pavilion was written by the old emperor Liyang. The four large characters of the Northern Liang Palace on the gate of Qingliang Mountain were written by the princess Wu Su. Later, if you need to hang a plaque in the construction of the first city outside Beiliang Pass, Xu Xiao originally meant that he, a rude man, would not be embarrassed and wanted Li Yishan to do it for his behalf, but Li Yishan refused to agree. He had to go to Wutongyuan to ask for advice and write with His Highness. In the end, he was discarded rice paper and countless baskets were packed.

Only then did I get the three words "Hutou City" that I laughed at and said that Xu Xiao had even finished writing the words for my next life. Later, the plaque in the residence of the governor of Liuzhou in Qingcang City was the words that the young vassal king chose from the remaining pens of his master Li Yishan, because Li Yishan's contribution to Beiliang is not much, and Li Yishan's meaning in Liuzhou is even more profound. Before the treasured ancient relics of Tingchao Pavilion and Wutongyuan were scattered one by one in the Central Plains.

Xu Beizhi and Xu Fengnian once had a conversation that sounded relaxed and leisurely.

"Don't you feel sorry?"

"Who is Xu Fengnian, Xu Xiao's eldest son! I have never seen any good things in the world. When did I become such a stingy person? I used to those foreigners, poor scholars who could write good writing and beautiful poems, and fortune tellers who set up stalls to calculate characters, never blinked!"

"Oh? Then why did I just pick up the "Children Climbing the Urn" and throw the square fish brain frozen "Mountain Walk" inkstone into the box? Your eyes were almost blinking and you could blow the strong wind?"

"I'm not reminding you that you're lighter in your movements. If you bump into your face, it will be difficult to sell if you hurt your appearance."

"Is it still a good look? It's just a low price of dozens or hundreds of stones of food and grass. Isn't it a bit artful to talk about the good look?"

"Each object is a few stones of grain different, and it accumulates more than a lot."

"Don't you feel sorry for me?"

"I don't feel sorry for you. Orange, you have asked this sentence at least seven or eight times."

"Oh, for some reason, every time I ask you, I feel very happy, it's much more comfortable than drinking the green ant wine."

"Orange, you're going to have yours first, I'll go drink Green Ant Wine."

"A last question..."

"I really don't feel sorry!"

"Not this, I just want to ask, all your belongings have been ruined by me, so what should you do if you marry a wife and get married?"

"Old rule! Cucumber! Cold salad!"

Xu Beizhi put away the pen and thoughts, lifted up the curtains of the car, and looked at the majestic Northwest New City.

In a chaotic world, the most valuable thing is external things. Even human life is worth nothing. What else can be valuable?

Hong Jiafeng, who had displaced countless scholars, has long proved this. The swallows in front of the Duke and Marquis Hall flew into the homes of ordinary people. Countless antiques, calligraphy and paintings were first picked up from the muddy ground, the rural toilets, under the feet of vendors, and piles of tiles in the corners of the courtyard. Only when the peaceful and prosperous era without seeing the smoke of wolves will they become valuable again.

Xu Beizhi was not sold at such a low price. However, after the Chunxue Tower Incident, the Central Plains had already had a chaotic atmosphere. It was only twenty years since Hong Jiabei ran. Most of the older generation of scholars still remember it. No matter how cheap it is, it is more serious than others giving things for free after the war. It is affordable. Therefore, unless they are truly obsessed with the elegant play of literati and have a collection habit, they will come here at this moment. It is a matter for them to come to Beiliang without hesitation. Can they rely on their faces?

It is another thing to buy the items you like. Whether the nobles and nobles such as Tai'an City who have been lying on the canal for twenty years is willing to open the back door for people with such faces is the third thing. These officials with deep backgrounds are willing to take out grain from their respective jurisdictions for money or friendship. After weighing the thickness of their family background, they are not enough to fight with Wen Taiyi, deputy commander of Jing'an Road, and Ma Zhongxian, deputy governor. Whether they dare not be afraid of the two frontier officials who are in the forefront of their accounts is the fourth thing!

But the real crucial thing is not about selling cultural relics at a low price, nor even about the grain entering the cold. Instead, Beiliang can follow the Guangling Road through this move and penetrate the two light and dark forces of the Yulong Gang and Fushuifang to Xiangfan City in Qingzhou!

If the Beicheng is lost, Liangzhou Liuzhou will be destined to be gone. Then the remaining border troops in Beiliang will not be too at a loss. Even if Chen Zhibao had a backup plan in Western Shu to deal with the Xu family, the Beiliang cavalry could still have a road to penetrate the hinterland of the Central Plains!

Since that's the case, how could Xu Beizhi not lose his family?

However, after Xu Beizhi made this intention straight to the point, the young vassal king agreed without saying a word, which made him make a lot of great truths meaningless.

And deep in Xu Beizhi's heart, there is a hidden thought that he will not tell him.

That is, as long as Beiliang wins the second Liangmang battle.

So how can I lose one in the Central Plains to compete with me in Beiliang?

Xu Beizhi sighed and was about to put down the curtain, but a rider who was already close to the car rode his horse slightly and asked with a smile: "Sir, the deputy governor, is so anxious to enter the city?"

The person who asked was Nalan Huaiyu, a swordsman in the sword tomb who was a tough but delicate mind. After all, she was a woman who won the rouge review twice. Although she is not young, she still has a charm, especially her heroic appearance on the horse with a sword on her back, which is indeed a beautiful scenery.

Xu Beizhi asked with a smile: "Nalan Huaiyu, if I sold your sword for three or four taels of silver, will you feel sorry?"

Nalan Huaiyu was confused, and then smiled and said, "I'll not say whether I feel sorry or not, but I will definitely beat you up so much that my parents don't recognize you!"

Xu Beizhi smiled and said, "You haven't answered the question yet?"

Nalan Huaiyu laughed and said, "I don't feel sorry! I don't know your relationship with the prince. If you dare to sell my things like this, I dare to go to Chaoge to get better things! My sword is only a hundred years old, and the material is also ordinary, and it's not worth a hundred taels of silver. I'm so sorry!"

Xu Beizhi smiled and sighed for no reason: "I feel sorry for you."

Nalan Huaiyu, who has always been free from words and deeds, couldn't help but quip: "Mr. Xu, have your mind been broken by the carriage?"

Xu Beizhi suddenly smiled and said, "Nalan Huaiyu, do you want to know how someone evaluates you?"

Nalan Huaiyu narrowed his eyes, like a cat with a tail trampled on.

Of course, as one of the top sword tombs of the Wu family, she is even more powerful than a tigress.

Xu Beizhi lowered her voice and said, "It looks like you want to hear it. That person said, Nalan Huaiyu must be very tired of living."

Nalan Huaiyu frowned and said nothing.

Xu Beizhi glanced at her and quickly put down the curtain.

Nalan Huaiyu followed his previous gaze and lowered his head slightly.

It seems to be my own breast.

Nalan Huaiyu suddenly realized, and was not angry. He laughed and scolded at the carriage: "You are not thief-hearted, he is not thief-hearted! Neither of them is good things!"

Xu Beizhi, who was lying in the carriage, smiled knowingly and slowly closed her eyes.

In fact, Xu Fengnian certainly never said that comment that he deserves to be beaten.

However, Xu Beizhi felt that the guy was a person who could say such things, so she thought he was saying it for him.

However, Nalan Huaiyu is not brave enough to say that, it is very chewy.

Xu Beizhi thought about this and found it very interesting.

Xu Beizhi, who closed her eyes and rested, said to herself: "So many people have died in Miyunkou, the Western Regions, and people have begun to die in Qingcang City, Liuzhou. Next, it will be outside Liangzhou Pass. So I hope that one day in the future, Nalan Huaiyu, you can tell him what you think in person. So you have to live... you have to live too."

In between the last two sentences, Xu Beizhi paused for a long time.

———

The White Horse Market outside the new city is said to be a market, but in fact it is no different from the slightly larger town in Lingzhou.

And this bustling and noisy market is definitely the most mixed place today. There are the Northern Liang border troops wearing armor and swords to patrol inside and outside, the martyrs and people from the rivers and lakes who participated in the Western Regions encirclement and suppression of the devils, there are the merchants from Lingzhou who come here to do business, there are the Central Plains scholars who come here to appreciate the scenery of the frontier without knowing how to live or die, there are the people from all over the country who come here to participate in the construction of the city in the three states of Beiliang Road, there are the Taoist monks who tell fortunes and sign and help write letters, there are the passionate people who run away from home to join the army but are rejected, and there are the seeds and commoners who are full of food and are full of food to come here to support themselves.

The slutty man who was fishing in troubled waters... I even occasionally saw the civil servants from Beiliangdao here to sit and rest, drink green ant wine, and put on a plate of peanuts and bowls of sauce beef, taking a break from the busy schedule, and it was a great time to come and go. Scholars from various academies, led by the elderly scholars, came here to study. It is said that not long ago, even the fish master, who was well-known in the Central Plains, also brought his disciples who were well-read in poetry and books to travel here. There were also rumors that the fish master, who had a family background, had a little unclear relationship with our prince...

Everyone is busy and leisurely, but they all know that from the moment when a young vassal king appears in this new city.

The second Liangmang battle.

That's the beginning.

For thousands of years, whether in the Central Plains or the grassland, it is the largest cavalry in the world. It will go all the way south until it hits the strongest iron cavalry!
To be continued...