Chapter 449
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Wei Yuan's words, let everyone's eyes, coincidentally focus on Xu Qi'an.
Lin'an and Huaiqing at the head of the city are civil and military officials. The army under the city, the people on the street.
Xu Qi'an stopped the drum for a moment, and did not look back. He said with a smile: "Duke Wei, after" who in the world does not know the king ", the farewell poem is no better."
After a pause, he said in a vertical voice, "it's better to write a song in a humble position."
The two talked loudly in front of thousands of people...
Wei Yuan pondered a little, but his smile did not decrease
All of a sudden, a cluster of eyes fell on Xu Qi'an again. The students at the bottom and the civil servants at the head of the city were inspired.
This situation, how can there be no poetry to stimulate the scene, there are Dafeng Shikui presence, scholars and one more masterpiece handed down.
Thinking of this, the readers have a little hope for Xu Qi'an's Ci.
Instead of stopping beating the drums, Xu Qian became more and more fierce, and the drums echoed.
He did have a poem in his heart that he wanted to give to Wei Yuan.
After he came back from Chuzhou, he had a heart to heart meeting with Wei Yuan. He learned Wei Yuan's plan for Zhenbei king and intended to regain military power.
It was also that time that Xu Qi'an realized that Da Qingyi, who was fighting against many parties in the imperial court, had always wanted to take charge of the army again and display his ambition, but he couldn't.
Wei Yuan was seized of military power after the battle of SHANGUAN customs in that year, and was held in court for 20 years.
Duke Wei, for 20 years, have you ever dreamt of going back to the battlefield and guiding the country?
He took a deep breath. With the sound of the drum, he carried his breath to Dantian, and said in a loud voice:
"when I was drunk, I lit the lamp to watch the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the horn! Eight hundred miles under the command of the fire, 50 strings turn the sound of the Great Wall, the battlefield autumn point soldiers
Wei Yuan was stunned and looked at the young man on the wall.
Good words!
The eyes of the civil servants suddenly lit up. This sentence said that they were looking at swords in their dreams, as if they had returned to their military career.
Combined with the current situation, they seem to go back to the battlefield where they ordered troops in the autumn 20 years ago, where they led the troops to attack Qingyi.
This is a word for Wei Yuan.
Dong Dong, Dong Dong!
Xu Qian pounded the drum violently and said in a vertical voice: "Lu Fei made by horse is fast, and his bow is like a thunderbolt. Finish the affairs of the king and win the fame before and after his death
You work hard for the imperial court, you defend the country for the royal family, what do you get in return?
The imperial court covered up your achievements, exaggerated and publicized the Zhenbei king, and transferred your aura to the beast who slaughtered the city for his own sake.
It seems that you forget who won the Shanhaiguan battle and who won the Taiping world of Dafeng for 20 years.
What did you get in exchange for?
He stopped and the drums died.
Xu Qi'an's voice was very loud, but his tone was mixed with deep melancholy. He said word by word: "poor white happened!"
On the head of the city, the atmosphere suddenly stagnated. Wang Zhenwen and other civil servants looked at Xu Qian and chewed the last paragraph.
An indescribable sadness breeds in my heart.
Poetry and CI are always the most impressive.
In fact, the civil servants at the scene all knew what kind of person Wei Yuan was. Even if they were red eyed, they agreed with Wei Yuan's character.
It's just a different position.
Poor Bai Geng, poor Bai Geng... At this moment, even the civil servants who had been fighting with Wei Yuan for half their lives could not help feeling depressed.
At first, he didn't feel anything until he read the last paragraph. The feeling of sadness was like the tide, which made her look at him with a layer of mist in her eyes.
"Son of a bitch, I have a sour nose when I listen to these words." Jiang Lu rubbed his face and muttered.
At this moment, the eyes of the predecessors who took part in the cross-border customs campaign were moist.
"Ha ha ha......"
Wei Yuan laughed, full of laughter and tears in his eyes.
Xu Qi'an, do you know why I don't accept you as my adopted son?
Because in my heart, you are a confidant!
...
Yunlu academy, Qingyunshan.
Zhao Shou was standing on the top of the mountain. His shirt and gray hair were flying in the wind. His eyes seemed to penetrate the distance and saw the troops going out.
"Academies rose because of Dafeng, but Confucianism declined because of Dafeng."
His eyes are calm, his tone is calm, and his eyes are not happy or sad.
"Wei Yuan, triumphant return!" he said in a loud voice
With the fall of the voice, the power of the Confucianists to follow the way they say escapes into the void and disappears.
The next second, the backfire effect of the magic comes, and the noble and healthy qi around Zhao Shou's body suddenly collapses. His eyebrows split a gap, and quickly extend and expand, just like a broken eggshell.Inside the Yasheng temple, a clear light came, shining straight on Zhao Shou's body, and his chapped body slowly healed.
"Big talk can't be said easily, especially when it comes to the existence of a person beyond grade. Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan, I can only help you here. There was a Confucian sage more than 2000 years ago, but now, only you can carry the banner of the Terran. "
Zhao Shou finished, bowing to the temple: "thank you for your help."
Since the stone tablet of Cheng's sage split, the power of the sub temple has been revived.
...
the total number of Chen soldiers in the barracks is 70000. In addition to 10000 forbidden troops, the other 60000 are the boundary of the capital and the troops drawn from various states.
The remaining troops are in the three northeastern states, Xiangzhou, Yuzhou and Jingzhou.
Among the 70000 troops on this side of the capital, there are four routes to the three northeastern states, and 20000 of them go by water to Chuzhou in the north.
Xu Erlang is among the 20000 troops.
The more people there are, the more troublesome it is. Therefore, when a large-scale expedition is carried out, it is usually handled by dividing troops and then assembling troops at a certain place.
What is the concept of 70000 people going to war?
There is no end to the long crowd.
The army set out along the official road. Wei Yuan looked back at the capital for the last time and thought of the boy's words for no reason.
Wei Yuan laughs and whispers to himself:
"you don't have to complain about injustice for me. You should be loyal to the country. You should know me."
The army moved slowly, and 70000 people were silent. Only the wheels rattled, the horses hissed, and the armor collided.
In the atmosphere of these voices, the soldiers suddenly heard the singing from the horizon.
"The smoke rises, the mountains and rivers look north, the Dragon rises, the horse hisses, the sword is like frost..... The heart is like the Yellow River, who can fight each other in 20 years......"
some people look around in a daze, some people are immersed in the singing.
He Xi reported his death to his family and country, but he could not bear to sigh. Blood and tears filled his eyes....
"the horse's hoofs go south, people look north, people look north, the grass is green and the dust is flying. I'd like to defend the land and open up the border again, and the Central Plains should let the four sides come to celebrate."
On the hillside in the distance, Yiqi stands, singing like a madman.
Who can fight each other in 20 years?
It must be a triumph.
Duke Wei!
...
Si Tianjian, baguatai.
This time, instead of sitting on the edge of the case, he stood on the edge and looked at the troops outside the capital without expression.
"The curtain has opened." Monitor the low channel.
"The curtain has opened?"
Behind him, came a low voice, slowly said: "if so, how can less of my protagonist, right, teacher."
The supervisor ignored him and sighed: "looking at Dafeng, Wei Yuan is the only one who has the ability to lead troops to" Jingshan city. "
Yang Qianhuan opened his mouth, unable to refute.
The supervisor drew back his eyes and said, "your heart is not quiet. How can you be promoted?"
Yang Qianhuan was silent for a moment, and said: "teacher, I haven't left SI Tianjian for many days. I'm afraid people from outside don't know my name. I don't know that there is a Yang Qianhuan in Si Tianjian. I'm not willing to leave him."
Where did you come from?
Prison is almost to pinch eyebrows, deep voice: "Xu Qian did not go out."
Yang Qianhuan was stunned: "what do you have to do with me?"
The supervisor said to himself, "but he beat drums and wrote words at the head of the city, which attracted people's attention."
After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "teacher, I want to be promoted to the third grade!"
The supervisor smiles. At this time, Chu Caiwei runs up and yells, "teacher, elder martial brother Song Qing is making trouble with other elder martial brothers."
"Well?"
"Elder martial brother Song said that creation needs passion. They refuse monotonous and repetitive work. They refuse to refine the standard instruments. "
The supervisor finally kneaded his eyebrows and said calmly: "tell them that Yang Qianhuan was put into the third floor underground because he disobeyed his teacher and was punished by lightning and fire."
Chu Caiwei nodded: "OK, so senior brothers song will work obediently. The teacher is so clever that he can come up with such a wonderful plan."
make complaints about Yang.
The supervisor sighed and pinched his eyebrows.
Chu Wei Wei did not realize that Yang had make complaints about her intelligence quotient, and did not care about the teacher's action of holding her eyebrows. He ran to the prison to see him. He looked at the table first, and saw that only wine had no food, but he looked back with disappointment."Teacher, let me ask you a question..."
the supervisor was suddenly relieved.
"I found some wonderful incantations in a lonely book. Can you read them for me?"
Chu Caiwei said as she took out a neatly folded piece of paper from her arms.
...
"on the third day when Erlang left, he missed him, he missed him..."
Xu Qi'an wrote in his diary.
Two days ago, I was busy with the affairs of the government and immersed in the practice. Until today, I found time to check the living records of Xiandi. I couldn't understand them, so I began to miss Erlang.
Before Xu Erlang left, he wrote down the living records of the former Emperor. Of course, he used cursive script.
It's too long, and it saves time to use cursive script. He's going to go out with the army soon, so he doesn't have time to write well.
But it's written in a fixed way, which is hard for non readers to understand.
Besides Erlang, Ling Yue is the only one who has read books at home. However, Ling Yue has never learned cursive script, so she can't understand it.
"We can't show people anything as important as the living records of the late emperor. We have to find something new."
Xu Qi'an turned around in his mind and found that there were few scholars he knew. There was only one Chu Yuan Zhen in heaven and earth society, but he went out with the army.
At home, only Erlang is a scholar, and it is impossible to expect his uncle and aunt to translate for him.
Three people can be trusted, including the watchman, yamen, Chunge, Tingfeng, Guangxiao, but their cultural level is not as good as mine.
It's OK for the scholars of Yunlu academy, but it's too long to go back and forth for two hours. Well, let Li Miaozhen take me to heaven and fly over directly...
Huaiqing is too clever to take out a living record of the former Emperor and ask her to translate it. She must ask questions.
By the way, Lin'an is OK.
Although this girl is clumsy, you can't underestimate her cultural level. She is a Royal Princess anyway. There is no problem with basic skills like calligraphy.
After thinking about it, Xu Qi'an finally chose Lin'an.
He immediately took a thick pile of paper, put it into his pocket, rode on his little mare and went to the watchman's Yamen.
After Erlang went to battle, he couldn't change his appearance into Xu Erlang and use the official card of Shu Ji Shi to enter and leave the Imperial City freely. But it doesn't matter. People have a lot of connections.
The watchman's silver Gong is free to enter and leave the Imperial City, and patrolling the imperial city has always been one of the duties of the silver Gong.
Xu Qi'an borrows brother chun's waist tag, puts on his original suit, changes his appearance into Li Yuchun, and rides brother chun's mount to enter the imperial city.
......
Lin'an Prefecture.
Imitating brother chun's manner, Xu Qi'an came to the front of the house and said to the bodyguard, "my official Li Yuchun, Xu Qi'an's former superior, is also a close friend. I'd like to see Princess Lin'an. "
he said so that he could see Ling'an smoothly. Otherwise, her royal highness could not be seen without a silver bar.
Whether it's "Xu Qi'an" or the silver Gong itself, it's enough for the guard to give a little face. There's no question, just a "wait a moment".
He rushed into the government to report.
Sure enough, hearing that it was Xu Qi'an's best friend, Lin'an immediately summoned him and chose to stay in the reception hall.
With charming and affectionate peach blossom eyes and full of inner charm, people unconsciously think of the mounting of the little queen of the nightclub. Sitting behind the big case, she puts on a kind of dignity which is not in line with her temperament and says in a flat tone:
"what's the matter with Li Yinluo looking for our palace?"
"Lin'an, it's me. It's not convenient to talk here. Change to a more secluded place." Xu Qi'an said.
The mounting's pretentious and expensive expression disintegrated immediately, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with uncontrollable smile. Then he quickly held back, looked at the maids in court and said:
"I have something important to discuss with Li Yinluo, and you are not allowed to disturb me."
In the study without maids and eunuchs, Lin'an was surprised and whispered:
"ah, why are you here? Our palace is still thinking that after Xu cijiu's expedition, you can't come to our palace like him."
It's easy just to come to you for fun. His highness Huaiqing will help me......
"it's important for him to come to you this time. Well, does he understand cursive script? I have a cursive script here. I want your highness to read it to me. "
Mounting a listen, happy bad, chicken peck rice like nod: "will ah will ah!"
Finally, she had a chance to show her amazing talent in front of the dog slave.
Sure enough, even if it's a scum, it's also relatively speaking. As a princess, how can there be no ink in her stomach?... Xu Qi'an stood at the table and happily went to take out the paper in her arms.
All of a sudden, his face froze and his pupils suddenly solidified.
On the desk, there is a book "dragon map".
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Wei Yuan's words, let everyone's eyes, coincidentally focus on Xu Qi'an.
Lin'an and Huaiqing at the head of the city are civil and military officials. The army under the city, the people on the street.
Xu Qi'an stopped the drum for a moment, and did not look back. He said with a smile: "Duke Wei, after" who in the world does not know the king ", the farewell poem is no better."
After a pause, he said in a vertical voice, "it's better to write a song in a humble position."
The two talked loudly in front of thousands of people...
Wei Yuan pondered a little, but his smile did not decrease
All of a sudden, a cluster of eyes fell on Xu Qi'an again. The students at the bottom and the civil servants at the head of the city were inspired.
This situation, how can there be no poetry to stimulate the scene, there are Dafeng Shikui presence, scholars and one more masterpiece handed down.
Thinking of this, the readers have a little hope for Xu Qi'an's Ci.
Instead of stopping beating the drums, Xu Qian became more and more fierce, and the drums echoed.
He did have a poem in his heart that he wanted to give to Wei Yuan.
After he came back from Chuzhou, he had a heart to heart meeting with Wei Yuan. He learned Wei Yuan's plan for Zhenbei king and intended to regain military power.
It was also that time that Xu Qi'an realized that Da Qingyi, who was fighting against many parties in the imperial court, had always wanted to take charge of the army again and display his ambition, but he couldn't.
Wei Yuan was seized of military power after the battle of SHANGUAN customs in that year, and was held in court for 20 years.
Duke Wei, for 20 years, have you ever dreamt of going back to the battlefield and guiding the country?
He took a deep breath. With the sound of the drum, he carried his breath to Dantian, and said in a loud voice:
"when I was drunk, I lit the lamp to watch the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the horn! Eight hundred miles under the command of the fire, 50 strings turn the sound of the Great Wall, the battlefield autumn point soldiers
Wei Yuan was stunned and looked at the young man on the wall.
Good words!
The eyes of the civil servants suddenly lit up. This sentence said that they were looking at swords in their dreams, as if they had returned to their military career.
Combined with the current situation, they seem to go back to the battlefield where they ordered troops in the autumn 20 years ago, where they led the troops to attack Qingyi.
This is a word for Wei Yuan.
Dong Dong, Dong Dong!
Xu Qian pounded the drum violently and said in a vertical voice: "Lu Fei made by horse is fast, and his bow is like a thunderbolt. Finish the affairs of the king and win the fame before and after his death
You work hard for the imperial court, you defend the country for the royal family, what do you get in return?
The imperial court covered up your achievements, exaggerated and publicized the Zhenbei king, and transferred your aura to the beast who slaughtered the city for his own sake.
It seems that you forget who won the Shanhaiguan battle and who won the Taiping world of Dafeng for 20 years.
What did you get in exchange for?
He stopped and the drums died.
Xu Qi'an's voice was very loud, but his tone was mixed with deep melancholy. He said word by word: "poor white happened!"
On the head of the city, the atmosphere suddenly stagnated. Wang Zhenwen and other civil servants looked at Xu Qian and chewed the last paragraph.
An indescribable sadness breeds in my heart.
Poetry and CI are always the most impressive.
In fact, the civil servants at the scene all knew what kind of person Wei Yuan was. Even if they were red eyed, they agreed with Wei Yuan's character.
It's just a different position.
Poor Bai Geng, poor Bai Geng... At this moment, even the civil servants who had been fighting with Wei Yuan for half their lives could not help feeling depressed.
At first, he didn't feel anything until he read the last paragraph. The feeling of sadness was like the tide, which made her look at him with a layer of mist in her eyes.
"Son of a bitch, I have a sour nose when I listen to these words." Jiang Lu rubbed his face and muttered.
At this moment, the eyes of the predecessors who took part in the cross-border customs campaign were moist.
"Ha ha ha......"
Wei Yuan laughed, full of laughter and tears in his eyes.
Xu Qi'an, do you know why I don't accept you as my adopted son?
Because in my heart, you are a confidant!
...
Yunlu academy, Qingyunshan.
Zhao Shou was standing on the top of the mountain. His shirt and gray hair were flying in the wind. His eyes seemed to penetrate the distance and saw the troops going out.
"Academies rose because of Dafeng, but Confucianism declined because of Dafeng."
His eyes are calm, his tone is calm, and his eyes are not happy or sad.
"Wei Yuan, triumphant return!" he said in a loud voice
With the fall of the voice, the power of the Confucianists to follow the way they say escapes into the void and disappears.
The next second, the backfire effect of the magic comes, and the noble and healthy qi around Zhao Shou's body suddenly collapses. His eyebrows split a gap, and quickly extend and expand, just like a broken eggshell.Inside the Yasheng temple, a clear light came, shining straight on Zhao Shou's body, and his chapped body slowly healed.
"Big talk can't be said easily, especially when it comes to the existence of a person beyond grade. Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan, I can only help you here. There was a Confucian sage more than 2000 years ago, but now, only you can carry the banner of the Terran. "
Zhao Shou finished, bowing to the temple: "thank you for your help."
Since the stone tablet of Cheng's sage split, the power of the sub temple has been revived.
...
the total number of Chen soldiers in the barracks is 70000. In addition to 10000 forbidden troops, the other 60000 are the boundary of the capital and the troops drawn from various states.
The remaining troops are in the three northeastern states, Xiangzhou, Yuzhou and Jingzhou.
Among the 70000 troops on this side of the capital, there are four routes to the three northeastern states, and 20000 of them go by water to Chuzhou in the north.
Xu Erlang is among the 20000 troops.
The more people there are, the more troublesome it is. Therefore, when a large-scale expedition is carried out, it is usually handled by dividing troops and then assembling troops at a certain place.
What is the concept of 70000 people going to war?
There is no end to the long crowd.
The army set out along the official road. Wei Yuan looked back at the capital for the last time and thought of the boy's words for no reason.
Wei Yuan laughs and whispers to himself:
"you don't have to complain about injustice for me. You should be loyal to the country. You should know me."
The army moved slowly, and 70000 people were silent. Only the wheels rattled, the horses hissed, and the armor collided.
In the atmosphere of these voices, the soldiers suddenly heard the singing from the horizon.
"The smoke rises, the mountains and rivers look north, the Dragon rises, the horse hisses, the sword is like frost..... The heart is like the Yellow River, who can fight each other in 20 years......"
some people look around in a daze, some people are immersed in the singing.
He Xi reported his death to his family and country, but he could not bear to sigh. Blood and tears filled his eyes....
"the horse's hoofs go south, people look north, people look north, the grass is green and the dust is flying. I'd like to defend the land and open up the border again, and the Central Plains should let the four sides come to celebrate."
On the hillside in the distance, Yiqi stands, singing like a madman.
Who can fight each other in 20 years?
It must be a triumph.
Duke Wei!
...
Si Tianjian, baguatai.
This time, instead of sitting on the edge of the case, he stood on the edge and looked at the troops outside the capital without expression.
"The curtain has opened." Monitor the low channel.
"The curtain has opened?"
Behind him, came a low voice, slowly said: "if so, how can less of my protagonist, right, teacher."
The supervisor ignored him and sighed: "looking at Dafeng, Wei Yuan is the only one who has the ability to lead troops to" Jingshan city. "
Yang Qianhuan opened his mouth, unable to refute.
The supervisor drew back his eyes and said, "your heart is not quiet. How can you be promoted?"
Yang Qianhuan was silent for a moment, and said: "teacher, I haven't left SI Tianjian for many days. I'm afraid people from outside don't know my name. I don't know that there is a Yang Qianhuan in Si Tianjian. I'm not willing to leave him."
Where did you come from?
Prison is almost to pinch eyebrows, deep voice: "Xu Qian did not go out."
Yang Qianhuan was stunned: "what do you have to do with me?"
The supervisor said to himself, "but he beat drums and wrote words at the head of the city, which attracted people's attention."
After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "teacher, I want to be promoted to the third grade!"
The supervisor smiles. At this time, Chu Caiwei runs up and yells, "teacher, elder martial brother Song Qing is making trouble with other elder martial brothers."
"Well?"
"Elder martial brother Song said that creation needs passion. They refuse monotonous and repetitive work. They refuse to refine the standard instruments. "
The supervisor finally kneaded his eyebrows and said calmly: "tell them that Yang Qianhuan was put into the third floor underground because he disobeyed his teacher and was punished by lightning and fire."
Chu Caiwei nodded: "OK, so senior brothers song will work obediently. The teacher is so clever that he can come up with such a wonderful plan."
make complaints about Yang.
The supervisor sighed and pinched his eyebrows.
Chu Wei Wei did not realize that Yang had make complaints about her intelligence quotient, and did not care about the teacher's action of holding her eyebrows. He ran to the prison to see him. He looked at the table first, and saw that only wine had no food, but he looked back with disappointment."Teacher, let me ask you a question..."
the supervisor was suddenly relieved.
"I found some wonderful incantations in a lonely book. Can you read them for me?"
Chu Caiwei said as she took out a neatly folded piece of paper from her arms.
...
"on the third day when Erlang left, he missed him, he missed him..."
Xu Qi'an wrote in his diary.
Two days ago, I was busy with the affairs of the government and immersed in the practice. Until today, I found time to check the living records of Xiandi. I couldn't understand them, so I began to miss Erlang.
Before Xu Erlang left, he wrote down the living records of the former Emperor. Of course, he used cursive script.
It's too long, and it saves time to use cursive script. He's going to go out with the army soon, so he doesn't have time to write well.
But it's written in a fixed way, which is hard for non readers to understand.
Besides Erlang, Ling Yue is the only one who has read books at home. However, Ling Yue has never learned cursive script, so she can't understand it.
"We can't show people anything as important as the living records of the late emperor. We have to find something new."
Xu Qi'an turned around in his mind and found that there were few scholars he knew. There was only one Chu Yuan Zhen in heaven and earth society, but he went out with the army.
At home, only Erlang is a scholar, and it is impossible to expect his uncle and aunt to translate for him.
Three people can be trusted, including the watchman, yamen, Chunge, Tingfeng, Guangxiao, but their cultural level is not as good as mine.
It's OK for the scholars of Yunlu academy, but it's too long to go back and forth for two hours. Well, let Li Miaozhen take me to heaven and fly over directly...
Huaiqing is too clever to take out a living record of the former Emperor and ask her to translate it. She must ask questions.
By the way, Lin'an is OK.
Although this girl is clumsy, you can't underestimate her cultural level. She is a Royal Princess anyway. There is no problem with basic skills like calligraphy.
After thinking about it, Xu Qi'an finally chose Lin'an.
He immediately took a thick pile of paper, put it into his pocket, rode on his little mare and went to the watchman's Yamen.
After Erlang went to battle, he couldn't change his appearance into Xu Erlang and use the official card of Shu Ji Shi to enter and leave the Imperial City freely. But it doesn't matter. People have a lot of connections.
The watchman's silver Gong is free to enter and leave the Imperial City, and patrolling the imperial city has always been one of the duties of the silver Gong.
Xu Qi'an borrows brother chun's waist tag, puts on his original suit, changes his appearance into Li Yuchun, and rides brother chun's mount to enter the imperial city.
......
Lin'an Prefecture.
Imitating brother chun's manner, Xu Qi'an came to the front of the house and said to the bodyguard, "my official Li Yuchun, Xu Qi'an's former superior, is also a close friend. I'd like to see Princess Lin'an. "
he said so that he could see Ling'an smoothly. Otherwise, her royal highness could not be seen without a silver bar.
Whether it's "Xu Qi'an" or the silver Gong itself, it's enough for the guard to give a little face. There's no question, just a "wait a moment".
He rushed into the government to report.
Sure enough, hearing that it was Xu Qi'an's best friend, Lin'an immediately summoned him and chose to stay in the reception hall.
With charming and affectionate peach blossom eyes and full of inner charm, people unconsciously think of the mounting of the little queen of the nightclub. Sitting behind the big case, she puts on a kind of dignity which is not in line with her temperament and says in a flat tone:
"what's the matter with Li Yinluo looking for our palace?"
"Lin'an, it's me. It's not convenient to talk here. Change to a more secluded place." Xu Qi'an said.
The mounting's pretentious and expensive expression disintegrated immediately, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with uncontrollable smile. Then he quickly held back, looked at the maids in court and said:
"I have something important to discuss with Li Yinluo, and you are not allowed to disturb me."
In the study without maids and eunuchs, Lin'an was surprised and whispered:
"ah, why are you here? Our palace is still thinking that after Xu cijiu's expedition, you can't come to our palace like him."
It's easy just to come to you for fun. His highness Huaiqing will help me......
"it's important for him to come to you this time. Well, does he understand cursive script? I have a cursive script here. I want your highness to read it to me. "
Mounting a listen, happy bad, chicken peck rice like nod: "will ah will ah!"
Finally, she had a chance to show her amazing talent in front of the dog slave.
Sure enough, even if it's a scum, it's also relatively speaking. As a princess, how can there be no ink in her stomach?... Xu Qi'an stood at the table and happily went to take out the paper in her arms.
All of a sudden, his face froze and his pupils suddenly solidified.
On the desk, there is a book "dragon map".
Wei Yuan's words, let everyone's eyes, coincidentally focus on Xu Qi'an. Lin'an and Huaiqing at the head of the city are civil and military officials. The army under the city, the people on the street. Xu Qi'an stopped the drum for a moment, and did not look back. He said with a smile: "Duke Wei, after" who in the world does not know the king ", the farewell poem is no better." After a pause, he said in a vertical voice, "it's better to write a song in a humble position." The two talked loudly in front of thousands of people... Wei Yuan pondered a little, but his smile did not decrease All of a sudden, a cluster of eyes fell on Xu Qi'an again. The students at the bottom and the civil servants at the head of the city were inspired. This situation, how can there be no poetry to stimulate the scene, there are Dafeng Shikui presence, scholars and one more masterpiece handed down. Thinking of this, the readers have a little hope for Xu Qi'an's Ci. Instead of stopping beating the drums, Xu Qian became more and more fierce, and the drums echoed. He did have a poem in his heart that he wanted to give to Wei Yuan. After he came back from Chuzhou, he had a heart to heart meeting with Wei Yuan. He learned Wei Yuan's plan for Zhenbei king and intended to regain military power. It was also that time that Xu Qi'an realized that Da Qingyi, who was fighting against many parties in the imperial court, had always wanted to take charge of the army again and display his ambition, but he couldn't. Wei Yuan was seized of military power after the battle of SHANGUAN customs in that year, and was held in court for 20 years. Duke Wei, for 20 years, have you ever dreamt of going back to the battlefield and guiding the country? He took a deep breath. With the sound of the drum, he carried his breath to Dantian, and said in a loud voice: "when I was drunk, I lit the lamp to watch the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the horn! Eight hundred miles under the command of the fire, 50 strings turn the sound of the Great Wall, the battlefield autumn point soldiers Wei Yuan was stunned and looked at the young man on the wall. Good words! The eyes of the civil servants suddenly lit up. This sentence said that they were looking at swords in their dreams, as if they had returned to their military career. Combined with the current situation, they seem to go back to the battlefield where they ordered troops in the autumn 20 years ago, where they led the troops to attack Qingyi. This is a word for Wei Yuan. Dong Dong, Dong Dong! Xu Qian pounded the drum violently and said in a vertical voice: "Lu Fei made by horse is fast, and his bow is like a thunderbolt. Finish the affairs of the king and win the fame before and after his death You work hard for the imperial court, you defend the country for the royal family, what do you get in return? The imperial court covered up your achievements, exaggerated and publicized the Zhenbei king, and transferred your aura to the beast who slaughtered the city for his own sake. It seems that you forget who won the Shanhaiguan battle and who won the Taiping world of Dafeng for 20 years. What did you get in exchange for? He stopped and the drums died. Xu Qi'an's voice was very loud, but his tone was mixed with deep melancholy. He said word by word: "poor white happened!" On the head of the city, the atmosphere suddenly stagnated. Wang Zhenwen and other civil servants looked at Xu Qian and chewed the last paragraph. An indescribable sadness breeds in my heart. Poetry and CI are always the most impressive. In fact, the civil servants at the scene all knew what kind of person Wei Yuan was. Even if they were red eyed, they agreed with Wei Yuan's character. It's just a different position. Poor Bai Geng, poor Bai Geng... At this moment, even the civil servants who had been fighting with Wei Yuan for half their lives could not help feeling depressed. At first, he didn't feel anything until he read the last paragraph. The feeling of sadness was like the tide, which made her look at him with a layer of mist in her eyes. "Son of a bitch, I have a sour nose when I listen to these words." Jiang Lu rubbed his face and muttered. At this moment, the eyes of the predecessors who took part in the cross-border customs campaign were moist. "Ha ha ha......" Wei Yuan laughed, full of laughter and tears in his eyes. Xu Qi'an, do you know why I don't accept you as my adopted son? Because in my heart, you are a confidant! ... Yunlu academy, Qingyunshan. Zhao Shou was standing on the top of the mountain. His shirt and gray hair were flying in the wind. His eyes seemed to penetrate the distance and saw the troops going out. "Academies rose because of Dafeng, but Confucianism declined because of Dafeng." His eyes are calm, his tone is calm, and his eyes are not happy or sad. "Wei Yuan, triumphant return!" he said in a loud voice With the fall of the voice, the power of the Confucianists to follow the way they say escapes into the void and disappears. The next second, the backfire effect of the magic comes, and the noble and healthy qi around Zhao Shou's body suddenly collapses. His eyebrows split a gap, and quickly extend and expand, just like a broken eggshell.Inside the Yasheng temple, a clear light came, shining straight on Zhao Shou's body, and his chapped body slowly healed. "Big talk can't be said easily, especially when it comes to the existence of a person beyond grade. Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan, I can only help you here. There was a Confucian sage more than 2000 years ago, but now, only you can carry the banner of the Terran. " Zhao Shou finished, bowing to the temple: "thank you for your help." Since the stone tablet of Cheng's sage split, the power of the sub temple has been revived. ... the total number of Chen soldiers in the barracks is 70000. In addition to 10000 forbidden troops, the other 60000 are the boundary of the capital and the troops drawn from various states. The remaining troops are in the three northeastern states, Xiangzhou, Yuzhou and Jingzhou. Among the 70000 troops on this side of the capital, there are four routes to the three northeastern states, and 20000 of them go by water to Chuzhou in the north. Xu Erlang is among the 20000 troops. The more people there are, the more troublesome it is. Therefore, when a large-scale expedition is carried out, it is usually handled by dividing troops and then assembling troops at a certain place. What is the concept of 70000 people going to war? There is no end to the long crowd. The army set out along the official road. Wei Yuan looked back at the capital for the last time and thought of the boy's words for no reason. Wei Yuan laughs and whispers to himself: "you don't have to complain about injustice for me. You should be loyal to the country. You should know me." The army moved slowly, and 70000 people were silent. Only the wheels rattled, the horses hissed, and the armor collided. In the atmosphere of these voices, the soldiers suddenly heard the singing from the horizon. "The smoke rises, the mountains and rivers look north, the Dragon rises, the horse hisses, the sword is like frost..... The heart is like the Yellow River, who can fight each other in 20 years......" some people look around in a daze, some people are immersed in the singing. He Xi reported his death to his family and country, but he could not bear to sigh. Blood and tears filled his eyes.... "the horse's hoofs go south, people look north, people look north, the grass is green and the dust is flying. I'd like to defend the land and open up the border again, and the Central Plains should let the four sides come to celebrate." On the hillside in the distance, Yiqi stands, singing like a madman. Who can fight each other in 20 years? It must be a triumph. Duke Wei! ... Si Tianjian, baguatai. This time, instead of sitting on the edge of the case, he stood on the edge and looked at the troops outside the capital without expression. "The curtain has opened." Monitor the low channel. "The curtain has opened?" Behind him, came a low voice, slowly said: "if so, how can less of my protagonist, right, teacher." The supervisor ignored him and sighed: "looking at Dafeng, Wei Yuan is the only one who has the ability to lead troops to" Jingshan city. " Yang Qianhuan opened his mouth, unable to refute. The supervisor drew back his eyes and said, "your heart is not quiet. How can you be promoted?" Yang Qianhuan was silent for a moment, and said: "teacher, I haven't left SI Tianjian for many days. I'm afraid people from outside don't know my name. I don't know that there is a Yang Qianhuan in Si Tianjian. I'm not willing to leave him." Where did you come from? Prison is almost to pinch eyebrows, deep voice: "Xu Qian did not go out." Yang Qianhuan was stunned: "what do you have to do with me?" The supervisor said to himself, "but he beat drums and wrote words at the head of the city, which attracted people's attention." After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "teacher, I want to be promoted to the third grade!" The supervisor smiles. At this time, Chu Caiwei runs up and yells, "teacher, elder martial brother Song Qing is making trouble with other elder martial brothers." "Well?" "Elder martial brother Song said that creation needs passion. They refuse monotonous and repetitive work. They refuse to refine the standard instruments. " The supervisor finally kneaded his eyebrows and said calmly: "tell them that Yang Qianhuan was put into the third floor underground because he disobeyed his teacher and was punished by lightning and fire." Chu Caiwei nodded: "OK, so senior brothers song will work obediently. The teacher is so clever that he can come up with such a wonderful plan." make complaints about Yang. The supervisor sighed and pinched his eyebrows. Chu Wei Wei did not realize that Yang had make complaints about her intelligence quotient, and did not care about the teacher's action of holding her eyebrows. He ran to the prison to see him. He looked at the table first, and saw that only wine had no food, but he looked back with disappointment."Teacher, let me ask you a question..." the supervisor was suddenly relieved. "I found some wonderful incantations in a lonely book. Can you read them for me?" Chu Caiwei said as she took out a neatly folded piece of paper from her arms. ... "on the third day when Erlang left, he missed him, he missed him..." Xu Qi'an wrote in his diary. Two days ago, I was busy with the affairs of the government and immersed in the practice. Until today, I found time to check the living records of Xiandi. I couldn't understand them, so I began to miss Erlang. Before Xu Erlang left, he wrote down the living records of the former Emperor. Of course, he used cursive script. It's too long, and it saves time to use cursive script. He's going to go out with the army soon, so he doesn't have time to write well. But it's written in a fixed way, which is hard for non readers to understand. Besides Erlang, Ling Yue is the only one who has read books at home. However, Ling Yue has never learned cursive script, so she can't understand it. "We can't show people anything as important as the living records of the late emperor. We have to find something new." Xu Qi'an turned around in his mind and found that there were few scholars he knew. There was only one Chu Yuan Zhen in heaven and earth society, but he went out with the army. At home, only Erlang is a scholar, and it is impossible to expect his uncle and aunt to translate for him. Three people can be trusted, including the watchman, yamen, Chunge, Tingfeng, Guangxiao, but their cultural level is not as good as mine. It's OK for the scholars of Yunlu academy, but it's too long to go back and forth for two hours. Well, let Li Miaozhen take me to heaven and fly over directly... Huaiqing is too clever to take out a living record of the former Emperor and ask her to translate it. She must ask questions. By the way, Lin'an is OK. Although this girl is clumsy, you can't underestimate her cultural level. She is a Royal Princess anyway. There is no problem with basic skills like calligraphy. After thinking about it, Xu Qi'an finally chose Lin'an. He immediately took a thick pile of paper, put it into his pocket, rode on his little mare and went to the watchman's Yamen. After Erlang went to battle, he couldn't change his appearance into Xu Erlang and use the official card of Shu Ji Shi to enter and leave the Imperial City freely. But it doesn't matter. People have a lot of connections. The watchman's silver Gong is free to enter and leave the Imperial City, and patrolling the imperial city has always been one of the duties of the silver Gong. Xu Qi'an borrows brother chun's waist tag, puts on his original suit, changes his appearance into Li Yuchun, and rides brother chun's mount to enter the imperial city. ...... Lin'an Prefecture. Imitating brother chun's manner, Xu Qi'an came to the front of the house and said to the bodyguard, "my official Li Yuchun, Xu Qi'an's former superior, is also a close friend. I'd like to see Princess Lin'an. " he said so that he could see Ling'an smoothly. Otherwise, her royal highness could not be seen without a silver bar. Whether it's "Xu Qi'an" or the silver Gong itself, it's enough for the guard to give a little face. There's no question, just a "wait a moment". He rushed into the government to report. Sure enough, hearing that it was Xu Qi'an's best friend, Lin'an immediately summoned him and chose to stay in the reception hall. With charming and affectionate peach blossom eyes and full of inner charm, people unconsciously think of the mounting of the little queen of the nightclub. Sitting behind the big case, she puts on a kind of dignity which is not in line with her temperament and says in a flat tone: "what's the matter with Li Yinluo looking for our palace?" "Lin'an, it's me. It's not convenient to talk here. Change to a more secluded place." Xu Qi'an said. The mounting's pretentious and expensive expression disintegrated immediately, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with uncontrollable smile. Then he quickly held back, looked at the maids in court and said: "I have something important to discuss with Li Yinluo, and you are not allowed to disturb me." In the study without maids and eunuchs, Lin'an was surprised and whispered: "ah, why are you here? Our palace is still thinking that after Xu cijiu's expedition, you can't come to our palace like him." It's easy just to come to you for fun. His highness Huaiqing will help me...... "it's important for him to come to you this time. Well, does he understand cursive script? I have a cursive script here. I want your highness to read it to me. " Mounting a listen, happy bad, chicken peck rice like nod: "will ah will ah!" Finally, she had a chance to show her amazing talent in front of the dog slave. Sure enough, even if it's a scum, it's also relatively speaking. As a princess, how can there be no ink in her stomach?... Xu Qi'an stood at the table and happily went to take out the paper in her arms. All of a sudden, his face froze and his pupils suddenly solidified. On the desk, there is a book "dragon map".
