Vol 2 Chapter 118: confidant

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Wei Yuan's words made everyone's eyes focus on Xu Qi'an.
Lin'an and Huaiqing at the head of the city, civil and military officials. The expedition team under the city, the people on the street.
Xu Qi'an stopped the drums and was silent for a moment without turning his head. He laughed loudly and said: "Weigong, after "No one in the world knows the emperor", there is no other farewell poem."
After a pause, he said in a vertical voice: "It's better to write a word for a humble job."
The two talked loudly in front of thousands of people. . .
Wei Yuan groaned slightly, smiling undiminished: "Yes!"
Clusters of gazes fell on Xu Qi'an again for a short time, and the students underneath and the civil servants at the top of the city shook their spirits.
In this situation, how can there be no poetry to add to the excitement, with the presence of the Dafeng Shikui, Shilin wants another masterpiece to be handed down.
Thinking of this, the readers are a little bit up and look forward to Xu Qi'an's words.
Xu Qi'an did not stop beating the drums, but became more intense, and the drums echoed.
He did have a word in his heart that he wanted to give to Wei Yuan.
After Chuzhou returned, he had a close encounter with Wei Yuan and learned of Wei Yuan's plan for the King of Zhenbei and deliberately regained control of the military.
It was also that time that Xu Qi'an realized that this Da Tsing Yi, who was contending with multiple parties above the court, had always wanted to regain control and display his ambitions, but he couldn't ask for it.
After Wei Yuan fought the battle of Shanhaiguan that year, he was seized of military power and held in the court for twenty years.
Wei Gong, it's been twenty years, have you ever dreamed of returning to the battlefield and giving pointers to the country?
He took a deep breath, accompanied by the sound of drums, lucked out his dantian, and said loudly:
"Drunk with the lamp and watch the sword, dreaming back to blow the horns to the company! Eight hundred li points are burning, the fifty strings are overturning, and the battlefield is autumn."
Wei Yuan was stunned, staring at the young man on the wall in amazement.
good words!
The eyes of the civil servants suddenly lit up. This sentence refers to looking at the sword in a drunken dream, as if returning to the military career of the year.
Combining the current situation, they seemed to have returned to the battlefield where soldiers were ordered in the late autumn twenty years ago.
This is a word for Wei Yuan.
咚咚咚, 咚咚咚!
Xu Qi'an beat the drum violently, and said vertically: "Lu Fei made by the horse, the bow is like a thunderbolt. The king is the world, and he won the name before his death!"
You worked hard for the court, and you guarded the country for the royal family. What did you get in return?
The imperial court concealed your achievements, exaggerated the promotion of Zhenbei King, and passed the halo that belonged to you little by little to the beast who committed the atrocities of killing the city for his own sake.
The civil servants and Shilin criticized you as the leader of the eunuch, as if you had forgotten who won the battle of Shanhaiguan, and who got the peace of Dafeng for twenty years.
What are you in exchange for?
He stopped, and the drums died down.
Xu Qi'an's voice was very loud, but his tone was mixed with deep melancholy. He said word by word: "Poor, nothing happened!"
Above the city, the atmosphere suddenly stagnated. Wang Zhenwen and other civil officials looked at Xu Qi'an in a daze, chewing the last paragraph.
An unspeakable sadness breeds in my heart.
It is always poetry and words that impress literati the most.
In fact, the civil servants at the scene knew in their hearts what Wei Yuan was, and even if their eyes became red, they agreed with Wei Yuan's character.
It's just a different position.
Poor white happened, poor white happened...At this moment, even the civil servants who had been fighting with Wei Yuan for half their lives couldn't help but feel gloomy.
Mounting biting her lip, frowning her eyebrows, she didn't feel anything at first, until he read the last paragraph, the feeling of sadness, like a raging ocean, made her
Huai Qing fixedly looked at him, and there was a layer of mist in his eyes.
"Damn, what kind of broken words, I hear my nose sour." Jiang Luzhong rubbed his face and muttered.
The predecessors who had participated in the Shanhaiguan battle in the team on the expedition had their eyes moist at this moment.
"Hahaha......"
Wei Yuan laughed, heartily, with tears coming out of his eyes.
Xu Qi'an, do you know why I didn't accept you as a righteous son?
Because in my heart, you are a confidant!
.........
Qingyun Mountain, Yunlu Academy.
Zhao Shou stood on the top of the mountain, his Confucian shirt and gray hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes seemed to penetrate the distance and he saw the marching team.
"Academies rose due to Dafeng, but Confucianism declined due to Dafeng."
His eyes are calm, his tone is calm, and there is no joy or sadness in his eyes.
He drummed up his righteous spirit and said loudly: "Wei Yuan, triumphant!"
When the voice fell, the power of Confucianism to utter the law escaped into the void and disappeared.
In the next second, the backlash effect of the spell came, and the awe-inspiring righteousness that hovered Zhao Shou suddenly collapsed. A gap was opened between his eyebrows, and it quickly extended and expanded like a broken eggshell.
In the sub-temple, a clear light came, shining straight on Zhao Shou, and the chapped body slowly healed.
"You can't speak big words easily, especially when it comes to an existence beyond the ranks. Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan, I can only help you get here. There was a Confucian sage more than two thousand years ago, but now, only you can carry this big The flag is up."
After Zhao Shou finished speaking, he moved towards the Yasheng Temple: "Thank you Yasheng for your rescue."
Since the stone stele of the Cheng's saint cracked, the power of the sub-temple had recovered.
.........
There are a total of 70,000 Chen soldiers in the barracks. In addition to the 10,000 imperial army, the other 60,000 are the capital and the troops transferred from the states.
The remaining forces are in the three northeastern states, Xiangzhou, Yuzhou, and Jingzhou.
The 70,000 troops on the capital side will be divided into four groups to go to the three northeastern states, and 20,000 of them go by water to Chuzhou in the north.
Xu Erlang is among the 20,000 soldiers.
In fact, the more people there are, the more troublesome it is for marching. Therefore, in large-scale expeditions, the troops are usually divided and the divisions are assembled somewhere.
What is the concept of 70,000 people going out?
There is a long crowd, and neither the head nor the end can be seen.
The army set off along the official road. Wei Yuan returned to look at the capital for the last time, thinking of the boy's words for no reason.
After the emperor’s world affairs, he won the name before and after his life, pitifully nothing happened..........Wei Yuan smiled and whispered to himself:
"There is no need to complain for me, be faithful to serve the country, I am loyal to the community, and loyal to the people, you should understand me."
The army moved forward slowly, and 70,000 people were silent, except for wheels, horses neighing, and armor collisions.
In the atmosphere of these intertwined sounds, the soldiers suddenly heard singing from the horizon.
"The smoke of the wolf rises, the country looks north, the dragon curls up and the horse sighs and the sword gas is like frost...The heart is like the yellow river, who can fight it for twenty years... ."
Some people turned their heads and looked around blankly, some were immersed in the singing.
"Where hatred and mad with the sword, how many hands and feet are loyal and loyal to its hometown... He Xi will serve his country after death, and even more speechless, blood and tears are filled with tears..."
"Going south of the horseshoe, people looking north, people looking north, grass green and yellow dust flying, I am willing to defend the land and reopen the border, and the central plains will let the Quartet come to congratulate."
On the hillside in the distance, standing on a ride, singing insanely. Qingqing Novel
Who can fight against each other in twenty years?
It must be triumphant.
Wei Gong!
.........
Si Tian Jian, Bagua Platform.
The supervisor in white clothes, like snow, did not sit at the side of the case this time, but stood on the edge, staring blankly at the expedition team outside the capital.
"The curtain opened." Jian Zheng whispered.
"The curtain opened?"
Behind him, a deep voice came, and slowly said, "If this is the case, how can I be missing the protagonist, right, teacher."
Jian Zheng ignored him and sighed: "Looking at Dafeng, only Wei Yuan is the one who has the ability to lead his troops to "Jingshan City". He is none other than him."
Yang Qianhuan opened her mouth, unable to refute.
Jian Zheng retracted his gaze and said, "Your heart is not at peace, how do you get promoted?"
Yang Qianhuan was silent for a moment and said: "Teacher, I have not left the Sitian Supervisor for many days. I am afraid that the outsiders do not know my prestige. I don't know if there is Yang Qianhuan in the Sitian Supervisor, and I am unwilling."
Where do you come from?
Jian Zheng almost pinched his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Xu Qi'an didn't go out."
Yang Qianhuan was taken aback: "What's the matter with me?"
Jian Zheng said self-consciously: "But he beat the drums and wrote lyrics in the city, and he was eye-catching."
The city head beats the drums and writes lyrics, and everyone is watching..........Yang Qianhuan trembled with envy
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Teacher, I want to be promoted to the third rank!"
Jianzheng smiled. At this moment, Chu Caiwei ran up and yelled, "Teacher, teacher, Brother Song Qing brought other brothers into trouble."
"Ok?"
"Senior Brother Song said that creation requires enthusiasm, and they refuse tedious, repetitive work. They refuse to refine standard instruments."
Jian Zheng finally squeezed his eyebrows and said in a calm tone: "Tell them that Yang Qianhuan was locked in the third underground floor for rebelling as a teacher and was punished by lightning and fire."
Chu Caiwei nodded: "Okay, so Brother Song will work obediently. The teacher is so smart and can come up with such a wonderful strategy."
This has nothing to do with cleverness... Yang Qianhuan complained.
Jian Zheng sighed and pinched his eyebrows again.
Chu Caiwei didn't realize that Senior Brother Yang was complaining about her IQ, nor did she pay attention to Teacher Yi Jianzheng's movement of pinching her eyebrows. She ran to Jianzheng in small steps and took a look at the table. Seeing that there was only wine and no food, she looked back disappointedly. God's mysterious secret way:
"Teacher, I would like to ask you a question..."
Jian Zheng was suddenly relieved.
"I found some wonderful spells in an isolated book, can you read it for me?"
While speaking, Chu Caiwei took out a neatly folded piece of paper from her arms.
...........
"On the third day Jiro left, I missed him, missed him..."
Xu Qi'an wrote in the diary.
Two days ago, I was busy with Fuzhong affairs and immersed in spiritual practice. To this day, I took time out to check the living records of Emperor Xian, but I couldn't understand it, so I started to miss Erlang.
Before Xu Erlang left, he wrote down all the records of the first emperor's life, of course, in cursive script.
The space is too long, and cursive script saves time. He is about to go out with the army and has no time to write well.
But this thing has a fixed way of writing, which is difficult for non-students to understand.
And the only one who has read at home is Lingyue besides Erlang, but Lingyue reads as soon as possible, and has not studied cursive script, so she can't understand.
"The first emperor's life record is such an important thing, and you can't just show it to people, you must find new ones."
Xu Qi'an turned around in his mind and realized that there were very few scholars he knew. There was only one Chu Yuanzhen inside the Tiandihui, but he had gone with the army.
At home, there is only one Erlang who is a scholar, and it is impossible to expect his second uncle and aunt to translate for him.
The three people, Chunge, Tingfeng, Guangxiao, can be trusted, but their cultural level is not as good as mine.
The scholars at Yunlu Academy are fine, but the two-hour journey back and forth is really too long. Well, let Li Miaozhen take me to the sky and fly directly...
Huai Qing was too clever, so she directly took out a living record of the first emperor and asked her to translate it. She would definitely ask questions.
By the way, Lin'an is fine.
Although this girl is stupid, you can't underestimate her educational level. At any rate, she is a royal princess. Basic skills like calligraphy are fine.
Xu Qi'an thought for a while, and finally chose Lin'an.
He immediately took a thick stack of paper, put it in his pocket, rode on the little mare, and went to beat the government office.
After Erlang set off, he couldn't easily look like Xu Erlang, using the Shuji Sergeant Brand to enter and leave the imperial city freely. But that’s okay, the connections are still very wide.
The silver gongs used to fight guards can freely enter and leave the imperial city. Guarding the imperial city has always been one of the duties of the silver gong.
Xu Qi'an borrowed Brother Chun's waist badge, put on his original suit, and transformed into Li Yuchun's appearance, and rode Chunge's mount into the imperial city smoothly.
..........
Lin'an Mansion.
Xu Qi'an imitated Brother Chun's demeanor, came to the gate of the mansion and said to the guards: "My official Li Yuchun, Xu Qi'an's former superior, is also a close friend. I would like to see Princess Lin'an if I have something to do."
The reason why he said this was to be able to see Lin'an smoothly, otherwise, the princess would not be able to meet with Yin Gong.
Whether it was the three words "Xu Qi'an" or the silver gong itself, it was enough for the guards at the gate to give a little bit of face, and there was no inquiry, only a sentence of "wait."
Then he hurriedly reported to the government.
Sure enough, he heard that it was Xu Qi'an's best friend, Lin'an immediately summoned him and chose to be in the living room.
With charming and passionate peach blossom eyes, full of inner charm, it makes people unconsciously think of the frame of the little queen of the nightclub. After sitting on the big case, she puts on the nobleness that does not match the temperament, and the tone is flat:
"What is Li Yinluo looking for in this palace?"
"Lin'an, it's me. It's not convenient to talk here. Change to a more secluded place." Xu Qi'an said through voice transmission.
The expression pretending to be noble and expensive immediately disintegrated, the uncontrollable eyebrows overflowed with a smile, and quickly resisted, looked at the ladies of the court, and ordered:
"I have something to discuss with Li Yinluo, and you are not allowed to disturb."
In the study room without court ladies and eunuchs, Lin'an said in a pleasantly surprised voice:
"Ah, why are you here? My palace is still thinking that after Xu Cijiu's expedition, you won't be able to come to this palace to play in his appearance."
It’s easy to just come to play with you~EbookFREE.me~His Royal Highness Huaiqing will help me..........Xu Qi'an walked to the desk and said:
"It's important to come to see your Highness this time. Um, does your Highness understand cursive script? I have a cursive script here and I want your Highness to read it to me."
After listening to the mounting, she was so happy, the little chicken nodded like a peck: "Yes, yes!"
Finally had the opportunity to show her amazing talents in front of the dog minions.
Sure enough, even if it’s a scumbag, it’s relatively speaking. As a princess, how could there be no ink in her belly... Xu Qi'an stood by the table and happily went to take out the paper in his arms .
Suddenly, his expression stiffened, and his pupils suddenly solidified.
On the desk, there is a book "Longmai Kanyu Tu".
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