From Bianliang to Guangzhou, it was a distance of three thousand miles. In the middle of winter, when water turned into ice, Chen Dong and his family and slaves traveled south, and everyone sighed and felt bitter. But he looked for the remains of ancient sages on the road of exile. When he stopped, he heard Wu Song tell some strange things about the world of the world, and he was happy. On this day, he came to Wuyang Pass, the north and south, and the mountains were blocked with heavy snow. The road ahead was difficult and dangerous, so he had to avoid the inn for a while.

Wuyang Pass is bound to Ezhou in the south, and the Central Plains in the north, controlling the throat of north-south traffic. During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Liang and Wei fought over here for decades. This place is located in a dangerous place, with mountains intertwined nearby and peaks surrounded by mountains. The city of the pass is blocked by mountains and made into a pass. It is the most important pass in the Song Dynasty. It has always been a key place for the north-south to compete with the north and south, and the way to go. Now the one who is stationed in Wuyang Pass is Yue Fei, a powerful general who is as famous as Han Shizhong.

Di Long and Shi Lian, two officials, were afraid of delaying the deadline for handing over the prisoner, and secretly complained in their hearts. Looking at the vast snow-capped mountains, Di Long sighed: "This place is already so barren, and the malaria and tragedy in Guangnan is not a place for people to stay?" Shi Lian also said: "Mr. Chen is such a great honest official, and he was sent to that place. There was really a treacherous slander in the court." The two of them walked with Chen Dong and felt that Chen Dong was not only approachable, but also noble in morality and people, so they sighed.

When Chen Dong heard the heavy snow sealing the pass, he smiled and said, "Good! I am with Master Han!" He couldn't help but burst into a poem and chanted loudly: "A letter from the nine heavens, and the eight thousand roads of Chaozhou are demoted to the evening. If you want to be a saint and clear, you will be willing to lose your old age! Where is the family in the Qinling Mountains? The snow is surrounded by Lan Pass and the horses are not moving forward. I know that you should have the intention to come from afar, so that you can collect my bones and miasma on the riverside." This was a letter from Han Yu in the Tang Dynasty that angered the emperor, was exiled and exiled through Lan Pass of Qinling Mountains, and wrote famous poems for the ages. Now this Lan Pass is in the territory of Xia Kingdom. Chen Dong's ambition is similar to that. When he came to this majestic pass, he felt like a tide and burst out with a sense of morality. Even if he was broken into pieces, he would ask for his life for the people of the world and bring peace to the world for all ages.

"Husband is not a 'dead and waning year'. This is the matter of going to manage the Tuohai settlement and cultivation, which is the value of Your Majesty, not just exile," Mrs. Chen smiled and said, "The official used the wrong allusion, and should be punished with a glass." He held the red sleeves with his left hand and filled Chen Dong with water and wine with his right hand. She was kind and kind, and Chen Dong had her feelings along the way, which reduced the cynical sighs and more of the ambitions of being promising. "I can't bear the power of drinking," Mrs. Chen turned to Wu Song again and said, "I'll ask Wu Tie to drink with my husband." After saying that, he filled Wu Song again. Although Wu Song was just a misunderstanding, Mrs. Chen saw that his husband valued this person quite and intended to make friends. Therefore, he did not look down on him in his words, but instead he had some respect.

"Thank you, Madam." Wu Song picked up the wine glass and drank Chen Dong. After Li Shishi married Chen Dong, she only glanced at her eyebrows every day, without makeup, and her blush seemed to be oozing out of water. She dressed simply and elegantly, and had her charming and charming. This natural beauty is hard to give up on herself, and she also made her suffer. Whenever Chen Dong's friends came to visit, she had to avoid it. Now she traveled three thousand miles and was invisible. The station here was narrow, and Chen Dong had a heroic and unruly personality. Mrs. Chen was just around her.

Wu Song was a man with teeth and hair, and his heart was as hard as stone. Even though he had the national beauty and heavenly fragrance, he seemed to have never seen him. Chen Dong was full of knowledge and knowledge, which benefited Wu Song a lot. He also told Chen Donglai about the strange stories and stories about the world. For example, Song Jiang and Song Gongming, the magistrate of Yuncheng County, Jingdong, were most anxious to be righteous, and helped the heroes of the world, and sent their nicknames to "timely rain", and the three Ruan family masters on the water kung fu in Shijie Village, Jeju Prefecture, etc. Chen Dong disagreed with these heroes in the world, and listened with relish. Seeing that Wu Song did not look squinted, he was even more polite than ordinary Qingliu celebrities, he said intimately, "The people you value for are indeed good." She slowly let go of her defense and shyness, and she was more respectful in her words and deeds.

The outside was snowing heavily and the wind was cold. In this narrow inn, the brazier was burning vigorously. Chen Dong was the leader of the world's clear stream. Mrs. Chen was a rare beauty in the world. Wu Song was a hero who could fight tigers with bare hands. The three of them were under the same eaves, which made people sigh at the cleverness of the times and the wonders of fate. At this moment, Tong Bing, the general of Wuyang Pass, Yue Fei, came to pay a visit. Chen Dong hurriedly stood up to greet him. Wu Song was inconvenient because he was a miser, so he was inconvenient. At this time, the court officials were framed by each other, and they were doing tricks on the way out of the enemy. Wu Song had a conspiracy in his heart, and only monitored the situation outside the outside world in the gap in the back window. He planned to sacrifice his life and not let Lord Chen be harmed by the traitor.

In the yard of the post station, one person was independent of the bitter wind and snow, like a green pine growing in the world. The white snow floated down and landed on the black iron armor. He remained unmoved. Until Chen Dong met, he said with his fist: "Yue Pengju, Xiangzhou, I heard that Lord Chen passed by, and I came to see him." He had a big face, wide forehead, sparse eyebrows, round nose, but when his eyes opened and closed, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, full of power. Chen Dong thought to himself that this was Yue Fei, a powerful general who had wiped out the Fang La thief party and shocked the southeast half of the wall. He thought that his appearance should be as fierce as Han Shizhong, but it was better to meet him. If it weren't for military uniform, he would look like a well-educated Confucian scholar. He also politely replied: "Thank you, General Yue."

"Mr. Chen's reputation spread throughout the world, and he was unable to toast. He only prepared a glass of thin wine." Yue Fei said in a deep voice. The soldiers behind him brought a wooden plate, uncovered the covered red cloth, revealing two porcelain wine glasses. The wine was already full, and the snowflakes in the sky were falling into the cup little by little. "I want to pay tribute to Master Chen." Yue Fei picked up the wine glass, and Chen Dong also held it up. According to common sense, when Chen Dong was on his way out, he was careful of the enemy's secret poisoning. He and Yue Fei had never known each other before. Now when they met for the first time, they must not drink the wine prepared in advance. However, it was as usual that Chen Dong saw this general who was famous for his straightforwardness and dignity at first sight. He believed him without any suspicion. He was even more grateful that he came to pay his respects despite his suspicion.

The two of them gently touched the cups, raised their heads and drank the wine.

"I am lucky to see Lord Chen, and my wish is enough." Yue Fei put down his wine glass and said with his fists again, "Please forgive Yue for being in military affairs, so it is not convenient to stay for a long time." He turned around and left. Several personal soldiers stood at four corners of the courtyard and followed the commander's general, leaving the room silently. The last person closed the door. The snow in the courtyard was like broken jade, leaving only a few clear lines of footprints. He heard several war horses neighing outside, gradually moving away. He heard the officers clearly had dozens of cavalry guards, but there was no noise. The sound of horse hooves was not messy from beginning to end, just like a horse.

Chen Dong didn't want to stay, so he stood quietly in the courtyard. After a moment, he sighed: "Yue Pengju, even the famous generals of ancient times cannot pass." After returning, Wu Song also said: "This General Yue is really a rare hero in the world. The heroic gang I have ever seen in the world are not comparable to him in terms of momentum." He came and saw and left. At this point, both of them were indifferent and could not drink the wine. He sighed for a while and then went back to his room to rest.

Compared with the famous generals of ancient times, Chen Dong was not a casual feeling. The ancients were both literary and military, and often said that they would become generals and ministers. The so-called famous generals, such as Sima Tianrang, Wu Qi, Ximen Bao, Lian Po, Li Mu, Xiang Yan, Meng Tian, ​​Han Xin, etc., not only could they be accompanied the masses, but they could be powerful in the military, but they were often very knowledgeable in the government affairs and praised the people. In modern times, civil and military affairs were different, and military officials gradually could not interfere in the government affairs and focused on commanding military operations. According to what Emperor Gaozu of Han said, they were just a hawk and dog, and they were judged by the famous generals of ancient times. Yue Pengju could distinguish between the clarity and turbidity, and came to meet him regardless of suspicion, but had no intention of clinging to him. The friendship between the king was as light as water, which really surprised Chen Dong, and then sighed that he had underestimated the heroes of the world in the past.

He was so excited that he could not sleep quietly, so he simply put on his clothes and thought about the policies he had put on his way to Guangzhou. With the offenders from various prefectures and counties escorted to Guangnan and Qiongzhou, there will soon be hundreds of thousands of "troubled people" under Chen Dong's rule. There are quite a hero in the green forests of the rivers and lakes. Chen Dong has been paying attention to Wu Song's talk about the things in the rivers and lakes these days in order to better understand the people who were escorted to Guangnan and Qiongzhou. Although these people cannot be said to have no loyalty and righteousness, they are vague in right and wrong, for example,

Wu Song admired Shishiyu Song Jiang. In Chen Dong's view, as an official in the court, he did not want to educate customs and benefit the people. Instead, he was determined to make friends with people from the Jianghu and offer favors. It was really hard to agree with. However, most of the civil servants from the east and west of Beijing were fellow disciples from Wuling Academy. Song Jiang had never entered Wuling Academy and had never been a Jinshi, but he was as stable as a county magistrate. He must have other abilities, but he was not known to men like Wu Song.

The night was low, and a lamp was like a bean, and the lamps were crackling from time to time, and time passed by. Suddenly, a golden hairpin stretched out from beside him, which lit up the wick. Chen Dong looked back and saw that the face was like a lotus. His wife was wearing clothes and sitting beside her. The two whispered a few words. Chen Dong smiled slightly, dipped his brush lightly ink, and wrote: "Govern the refugees with migrant officials, train the soldiers in the village to guard the poor and desolate in case of unexpected failures." He also wrote in detail how to select virtuous people from the exiled scholars and appointed them as migrant officials to govern the refugees. Because these refugees who were assigned to settle overseas were originally extremely restless people in various prefectures and counties, there were many treacherous and brutal people in the middle. The governance strategy was focused on punishment and reward rather than education, and the rule of law was practiced so that the traitors could not take advantage of it.

The overseas settlements are far away from the Central Plains. It is not easy to rush to help in the Central Plains. Moreover, the troops travel thousands of miles away are expendable. In order to prevent the harassment of the barbarians, the settlements must train the village soldiers to defend themselves from the beginning. At the same time, in order to prevent the rebellion of the township soldiers, Chen Dong suggested that the officers above the head of the capital should all use scholars who read poetry and books and are loyal and righteous. "Don't admire the courage of Guan and Zhang, but they are loyal and loyal, even thousands of miles away." Ordinary Confucian scholars are relocated and do not want to cross the wilderness. They can select officers from the children of scholars who were exiled to Qiongzhou. "The court has raised scholars for hundreds of years, and all Confucian scholars can be used."

After carefully writing the memorial, the Dongfang was already clear. Chen Dong stood up and stretched his waist, and said to himself, "If Yuan Zhi could come to help me, there was no better suit for the general army soldiers than him." Chen Dong pondered for a long time and recommended the more familiar Han Shizhong. As for how to train troops, he wrote a letter to Zhao Xingde and asked him for advice on his methods. Once the road was clear, he would send the letter to Zhao Xingde with the fastest post office.

A uniform and slight breathing sound came from beside him. The lady had already fallen asleep at the desk at some point. Chen Dong couldn't help feeling pity and took the brocade clothes to put them on her. Mrs. Chen woke up and exclaimed in a low voice: "I fell asleep accidentally." Chen Dong smiled slightly and said softly: "Anyway, the snow is blocked, so don't rush to rush, ma'am, let's sleep for a while."
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