Vol 5 Chapter 1: Different

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The Datang Administrative District is divided into four levels: prefectures, counties, and villages. The terrain to the east of Mount Tai is generally flat. Qingzhou, where Pingluzhi Prefecture is located, is even fertile. The farmland outside the prefecture is densely covered with mountains and rivers, and the villages and villages are densely packed.
The people are dying at sunrise and sunset. In recent years, there has always been a busy scene of farmers here, and laboring people have come back and forth. On the autumn day, the bumper harvest will ensure that they have a good year's clothing.
However, nowadays, the farmland outside the city of Qingzhou is beyond recognition. The crops in good condition have been trampled and destroyed, scattered into mud, and there is no difference from the weeds. There is no one in the village cottages that set off the fire, and everyone has fled to the city for refuge.
Within dozens of miles, in addition to the armored men with knives and knives, and the cruisers traveling to and from Mercedes-Benz, the most noticeable is the military camp that stretches for ten miles.
That was the military camp of the Xuanwu Army.
Xuanwu Army had just arrived outside Qingzhou City, and although it was still preparing to attack the city, Fangyuan fell into their control for dozens of miles. No matter whether it is a road or a land, there is no Ping Lu army.
The huge state capital has become an isolated island, and it is necessary to face the powerful enemies alone with weak power.
In front of the tower, several officials will gather in one place and are watching the Xuanwu Army's hot camp-where they are rushing to make siege equipment.
The Qingzhou official will be centered on a civilian. This middle-aged man with a wide face is now the highest-ranking person here. He was once defeated by the king of Anhe, who was prosecuted by the teacher, and was given the temperance of Pinglu during his departure. Power.
The secretary of the Jiedushi prefecture, Cui Keli.
At this moment, Crickly frowned slightly.
He has always been unsmiling, and seems a little too harsh. Perhaps there are always some worries in the heart, and such worries are too great, especially in this chaotic world, so the burden on his shoulders is always It's heavy, it's hard to breathe, and it's hard to relax.
"Xuanwu Army claims to be 200,000, but in reality it is only 100,000. But now the whole Pinglu has only 20,000 or 30,000 defenders. As the place where the state is governed, Qingzhou is the top priority, but it is only 8,000. . To fight 100,000 with 8,000, the soldiers need to fight with one enemy. "
Talking to Qingzhou defender Wang Zhi, a burly man in the heyday of Spring and Autumn, from the Qingzhou Wang family.
After Li Zhi first joined Pinglu to subdue the major families in Qingzhou, the shachangshu will not be valued at first, but will be gradually recognized by Li Yi and entrusted with a heavy task. Now he is already one of the generals in Pinglu.
Cui Keli knows what Wang Zhi's words mean: Qingzhou City is not easy to keep.
Of course it's hard to keep.
Luzhou was not too close to Qingzhou, Xuanwu Army sent troops to attack, and all four gates of Fanzhenzhou County along the way were closed. No one came forward to stop it and let Xuanwu Army pass by.
One hundred thousand soldiers and horses were able to drive in, which in itself illustrates a lot of problems.
The chief officials of the vassals and prefectures in the towns and counties are not not afraid of the power of King An, but are facing the danger of life given by the monks.
Trike responded: "My official has ordered the states to send troops to help. Later my official will arrange manpower to organize strong defenses in the city. At the same time, we will call on families of all sizes and monks on the rivers and lakes to get them to help the defenders The general only needs to stand for three days, and my official can guarantee that he can give you two thousand monks and thirty thousand young and strong. "
This is not a discussion, but an order. Wang Zhi holds his fist and promises, his spirits are a little bit refreshed: "With the help of the secretary, Qingzhou can fight one battle. Within three days, even if the end of the battle is dead, there will never be an enemy. Into the city! "
Trekker nodded: "There will be General Lau."
Wang Zhi led the public to inspect the city defense. Cui Keli was still in the city tower and never left.
At this moment there was only one person beside him, a young Confucian student wearing a cloth shirt and elegant temperament.
Seeing no one around, the young Confucian chuckled sneerly: "A hundred thousand army siege will inevitably control the main road to block the reinforcements, and even if there are many young people in the city, they cannot be compared with the elite armored men. It is not an opponent of the regular battle line in the army. Qingzhou City has become an isolated island. It is not easy to face the strong enemy alone with weak power. "
Cui Keli should be familiar with this strange man. After listening to the other person's words, he didn't turn to look at the other person. "There is no easy thing in the world."
Confucianism said: "So my brother is lucky, because there is exactly one right now."
Trike: "Oh? Why didn't I find out."
Confucian student: "My brother is knowledgeable and resourceful. He should always know that the opposite of any difficult thing is the easy thing."
Crickly: "Easy things are always boring."
Confucian student: "But if something is not easy, it will be fatal to do it."
Cui Keli: "The war in Qingzhou was indeed extremely dangerous before the return of King An, but as long as King An's support came back, the offense and defense would be easy, and the difficulty would be adjusted."
Confucian student: "I am afraid that Qingzhou City cannot support the return of King An."
Crickly: "If you don't try your best, how do you know the result?"
Confucian student: "Don't you know, wise men should have foresight?"
Crickly sneered, his patience on his face was exhausted, and he looked back at his fellow student, with a tone that was not kind: "For the sake of fellow students, this time I allow you to leave alive. "
The Confucian student still smiled: "To the fellow students, my brother's tone is not kind."
Trike: "I never treat my enemy kindly."
The smile on Confucian's face finally narrowed, and his voice became low: "Couldn't my brother think I was a lobbyist of Zhu Wen?"
Crickly said coldly, "Isn't it?"
The Confucianist shook his head and said, "I am returning to Qingzhou for Mr. Feng's order."
Cui Keli was a little bit confused. What the other party said in the previous words was to let him abandon Qingzhou City, which was of course beneficial to Zhu Wen. And he knows him very well, and the other party will never lie about such things.
He asked in a deep voice: "What is your sir?"
Confucianism said: "Mr. Brother's aspirations, brothers should know, because that has never changed-to help the world, Xie Limin's upside down, for the benefit of life."
Cui Keli: "Confucian scholars are all aspirations. But there is more than one way to aspirations. Aspirations do not represent choice."
Confucian students: "Does Brother think that Confucianism has chosen Zhu Wen?"
Trike: "It doesn't matter."
Confucian: "What's important?"
Cui Lili: "Importantly, Confucianism did not choose King An."
Confucian student shook his head: "Rather, I don't think it matters."
Crickly: "Importantly, I have chosen King An!"
The Confucian student froze, and then chuckled: "Brother Mo Fei must rebel against Mr.? Disrespect the order of Confucianism? Brother wants to betray the teacher and be a bad person?"
Crickly sneered: "I am curious, why does Mr. An think that King An is not worth the choice?"
The Confucian student's eyebrows and eyebrows were sharp, and his voice was sharp: "What Confucianism wants is to assist the new monarch to achieve the true great cause of the dragon. Now that the National Games of the Tang Dynasty have dissipated, An Wang is destined to fail to achieve ZTE's aspirations. Is it not true that he followed him? "
"A nonsense!" Cui Keli turned his sleeves and turned angrily. He looked at the Xuanwu Army camp outside the city, his eyes gradually covered with frost, and he paused for a moment. "It seems that outside of An Wang and Zhu Wen , Mr. already has his own choice. "
Confucianism said: "Of course, Confucianism will make its own choice, which is the most suitable for Confucianism!"
Cui Lili laughed and said, "So you persuaded me to give up Qingzhou, nothing more than to harm King An."
Confucian physiology should say: "Although King An is destined to be unable to resurrect the Social Welfare Society, it is the most powerful force at the moment. The Confucian needs An Wang's foundation to be destroyed and the North to fall into chaos again. In this way, the Confucian princes have enough time Get together. "
Crickly: "So you would rather the people of the North to suffer the troubles of war again?"
Confucianism said: "Compared to the succession of the prince, the administration of benevolence will bring disasters to the people of the world. The temporary pain is naturally acceptable and the price must be paid. The gift is not small, and the brother should understand."
Crickley nodded: "Why don't you go?"
The Confucian student stunned: "What do you mean, Brother?"
Crickly: "Different ways do not work together."
Confucian student was finally angry. He couldn't help but question: "Brother really wants to go against the truth, betray Mr., betray Confucianism? Brother chooses the person who will be defeated as the main, so he is not afraid of death ?!"
Facing such a question, the frost in Cui Keli ’s eyebrows gradually dissipated, because his eyes had moved from the Xuanwu Army camp to the destroyed crops and burning village houses, and his eyes were gradually saddened by sorrow and pain. Flooded.
He wasn't calm, but his voice was stable. He said, "There is never more than one way to the end. When there is a troubled world, go up to Confucianism and Buddhism, and down to monk scholars. Everyone faces a choice. There are so many choices in the prosperous age. Perhaps life is choice, and I have made my own choice. In my next life, there is only one thing to do, and that is persistence. "
His eyes were gradually distant, his voice was slowly lowering, revealing the thick vicissitudes of power, and the wisdom of practicing Dongda: "Maybe my physical body cannot reach the end, or my ambition will be lost in the middle, or I can't run out of exhaustion At night, I was destined to see the rainbow after the storm. It would fall on the muddy road, and I could only be a person who died on the road. "
"However, there are more than ten million people with lofty ideals in the world. Most of them will not reach the end of their lives and their ambitions will not be realized. When they die, they can only remain silent, without the tragic back of the mighty shore, no one will Remember their names, their heroic heroes will not be recorded in the history of youth. However, this is the true history of youth. Under the honorable names and achievements, the history of ordinary people is hidden. "
"I ’m only a seven-foot-trick, and I may not have a family member or a helper, but I am willing to fall on the road, as long as it is on the road. In front of the avenue, the mist is thick, and there are countless thorns, and millions. When people stopped me, I went forward. My Confucian scholars did not seek proof, they just wanted to die. "
Cui Keli turned again and looked seriously at the teacher and brother in front of him. This outstanding Confucian talent, "The Spring and Autumn and the Warring States Period, a hundred schools of contention, and since Han Dynasty, the hundred schools have merged and merged with each other. Today, there are only three Confucianists and Taoists. Confucian scholars are no longer pure sage students, they have also learned the art of vertical and horizontal, and understand the struggle for power. There are thousands of ways to the end, we always have to choose the one that is easy to reach. This is understandable. . "
"But for me, I ’m standing here today, so I have a responsibility on my shoulders to protect the millions of people in Pinglu, Wuzhou, and let them live and work in peace. This is a mission that I cannot abandon. Since ancient times, the dynasties have changed. , Xing, people suffering, death, people suffering, Pinglu people live and work hard-earned, I can not let it disappear. "
"When you go back and tell your sir, I say that Cui Li has chosen his own master. Whether he succeeds or fails, I will follow him for life. He succeeds, I govern the world, he fails, I govern Pinglu Wuzhou, he I am buried with him in this land where we shed blood and tears! "
The Confucian student opened his mouth and looked at Cui Keli for a long time and said nothing.
When Cui Keli said these words, his tone was smooth and he didn't talk loudly, but these words fell on the mind of Confucian students, but set off a stormy sea, which was tantamount to Ye Yujinghong.
His name is Zhang Zhongsheng, and he is one of the Confucian Junyan.
The Confucian erection of the gate has always been said by the four wise men, the eight wise men, and the seventy-two wise men, which symbolize the inheritance of Confucianism.
Cui Keli and Zhang Zhongsheng had studied in the same class today and worshipped under Wang Zaifeng, one of the Four Sages, because they had only learned before, and they were on the list of seventy-two men when they graduated.
The two had been inseparable when they were studying, and they were actually very close friends.
After a long time, Zhang Zhongsheng sighed and sighed to Cui Keli, "Since the mind has been determined, Zhong Sheng has no other choice. Originally, this trip was ordered by the gentleman, and he thought it would be easy to achieve the goal, but he did not want to go by. Things are wrong. "
He stood upright with a bitter smile: "In the past, you learned to go down the mountain. I sent you to the mountain gate. I once told you that the school is so good. There are many things in the world. Once you step into the bustling world, you may be completely different when you meet again. On the opposite path, in the face of vulgar rich power, he became a stranger. I never thought that in the past, I used a joke.
Zhang Zhongsheng took out a placard from his sleeve and handed it to Cui Keli. He was faint and stunned. "On the sixth day of June, Yangzhou City on the banks of the river, my husband will join the other three sages to comment on the Confucian Scholars, and then decide on eight Jie Seventy-two Junyan list. This is the grand event, when the world's mentors will scramble to go, and I hope that my brother can take the time to go south. "
Cui Li took the post, and for a moment, he said, "If you can get away, go for yourself."
Zhang Zhongsheng made another ritual: "Brother, don't stop there."
Cui Keli reciprocated: "Teacher treasures."
When Zhang Zhongsheng walked down the tower and the back disappeared at the end of the long street, Cui Keli clearly felt that the world was impermanent. Two classmates who had drunken songs and countless sleepless days, were walking away from this chaotic world.
He looked away and turned to face the army outside the city again.
Today, the sun is shining and the wild is lonely. In this isolated city, Cui Keli is at the end of the long sky, and he sees the wind and the whole world. Countless people run up and down, crying or laughing.
The Qingzhou under his feet, shrouded in the dark cloud of city destruction, is being watched by countless people with different thoughts.
When he was studying in the past years, he had wanted to stand up to the ground and use his shoulders to support a clear sky for the people of the world. When he walked down the mountain gate, he went to the world, and now he has reached Qingzhou City. Facing the pressure of 100,000 enemies at this moment, he will use a seven-footed body and a blood cavity to guard this ancient city full of hopes of countless people.
He walked on the road and might die on the road.