Chapter 285: 285: Disagree

Chapter 285 Chapter 285
Mr. Yuan Jing looked at the swimming koi in the pond in the courtyard with a gentle expression.
"Just come back."
Han Yuren is okay, but he's a little shy.
"The disciples were not filial, and Master was implicated, and almost lost his English name forever."
When Mr. Yuan Han kneeled on the ground, Mr. Yuan Jing smiled, "Get up, I haven't seen you so well-behaved in the past."
Anxious in his heart, Han Yun was not sure what Master would use his things to return to Beijiang for his safety.
It would be awful if this matter was arrogantly described, saying that Mr. Yuan Jing secretly communicated with the Northern Territory.
"Anyway, the letter written for the teacher will not be a handicapped handle. What are you doing so carefully?"
After hearing this, Han Yan felt relieved.
Mr. Yuan Jing waved to him and said, "Come to the teacher and get closer."
Han Yan acted according to his words and moved closer. Mr. Yuan Jing raised his right hand to pinch the meat or bone on his face, which made his face hurt.
After a long time, Mr. Yuan Jing revealed a complex expression of wonder or joy, which made Han Yan very puzzled.
"Come on, nothing's wrong, call Zixiao here."
When he let go of his hand, Mr. Yuan Jing turned his head to feed the koi in the pond, without looking at Han Yan.
Han Zheng had never seen Mr. Yuan Jing like this, and was disturbed in his heart, but still obediently informed Wei Ci to come over.
"It really is different."
Unexpectedly, as soon as they met, Wei Ci said so to him.
"What's different?" Han Yan was scared to stare at him.
"Nothing ..." Wei Ci raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows. "Since the master called me over, I wouldn't let him wait for a long time."
Leaving Han Mi with a misty face on his face, Wei Ci sighed, and the clouds in his heart gradually dissipated.
Han Yun wondered, "One or two ... why are they so strange ..."
"The world is so big and strange. The same person has changed his face in just a few days. He always thinks that these decades have been alive ..." Just after Wei Ci was approaching, Mr. Yuan Jing had already found him with emotion, "Zi Xiao, you said that the disaster was a blessing or a curse? "
Wei Ci said, "For Dong Qing, it is a misfortune and a blessing; for Wen Bin, it is a blessing and a blessing."
The accidental death of Shibei, a man in Fubei, Zhenbei, was completely unexpected by Wei Ci. He did n’t need to think about it, but after the fuse was ignited, how severe Dongqing ’s form would be in the next few years. The pace of arrival is much earlier than in memory.
Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and Dongqing is out of luck, but Han Yan asks for a bargain.
Wei Ci left Dongqing early that year, but he and his fellow classmates maintained correspondence and knew how much they had suffered.
Han Yan is in the doom of the Chao family.
In terms of appearance alone, he has a weak fortune, there are peach blossoms in the inner courtyard, and the couple's palace is faint. Due to the disaster of the woman, he is destined to die in the heyday.
In fact, this is indeed the case. Han Yu was middle-aged because of his wife's rebellion. After his deeds were revealed, he wrote a sin book and committed suicide by swallowing gold.
Wei Ci studied from Yuan Jing and was quite accomplished in the aspect of face and qi. Naturally, he can see the change of Han's appearance.
Mr. Yuan Jing smiled and said, "Looking at it this way, Liu Yan, really is a real god."
Wei Ci said quietly, "She is."
After listening to Mr. Yuan Jing, he was relieved at first, and then showed complex colors. "It was still an uncut jade. Although Liu Zhongqing followed the instructions, after all, it had little effect and was fierce. If there is no change, I am afraid No one can be alive ... "
Wei Ci silently, can he say that His Majesty has converged a lot now?
She is not the Mingjun of all ages, and she cannot even reach Mingjun's side.
The history books are mixed, some people praise her for being enlightened, and some people denigrate her tyrannical.
The former is open to question, while the latter is inferior.
Mr. Yuan Jing tilted his head and seemed to be thinking. For a man in his forties or fifties, this action was suspected of selling evil spirits, but it was complemented by this young and energetic man with an unusual mentality.
Wei Ci said softly, "That is saitama, not stubborn stone. No matter how sculpted the stubborn stone is, the essence is still stubborn, but jade is different."
He didn't know where it had changed, but he could see Jiang Yanji's change.
After listening, Mr. Yuan Jing smiled kindly, raised his hand and knocked on Wei Ci's head.
"Different."
Wei Ci bowed his head and looked stunned.
As Han Yu escaped from the danger, it naturally spread all over Shangjing, and everyone who closely followed the incident received the news.
"I don't know what Mr. Yuan Jing wrote, which actually made Beijiang soften ..."
Feng Jin, a wounded person, had a good life. Although he could not participate in the assessment, he was very depressed, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.
Others were still struggling to read the book, holding the book and reading it at night, he drank and drank on the chessboard with Jiang Yanji.
Jiang Yanji shook his lips and said, "The muscles in the minds of the people in Beijiang can make such a reckless man bow his head. The content given by Mr. Yuan Jing must be the key point. Slap one's face on the face, the other side is not Dare to snor. "
Jiang Yanji judged that he had hardly missed it, as did Mr. Lian Yuanjing.
Feng Jin was curious, and said, "So guess what, what did he write?"
"I guess? I guess there are three possibilities. First, the strategy of siege and defeat the enemy, the key point of the northern hinterland, but even a wonderful strategy must have this force to execute, if Mr. Yuan Jing offers a strategy to defeat the enemy Deterrence is the main thing, and a word is conveyed silently-seeing it, such a scheme can strangle you, Dongqing is uncertain, the old man can rely on the country that can strangle you. "
Feng Jin was mocked and mocked by Jiang Yanji, almost out of anger.
Jiang Yanji muttered, "Second, what is the secret of the northern court of the Northern Territory?"
Feng Jin managed to converge on her smile and asked her, "What about three?"
He knew Jiang Yanji was talking nonsense, but people just showed a serious expression, which made them laugh.
"The third thing is that I read a piece of history at home before. The three tribes of the northern Xinjiang are descendants of the former pilgrimage witch tribe. They are brave and fierce, one by one, fierce and fierce. During the chaos of the Sixteen Kingdoms, they burned and looted. , To feed women with food to feed their hunger, and even captive girls to breed their heirs. In just a few decades, the population has grown from less than 200,000 to more than 3 million ... "
Feng Jin listened carefully, and he knew this period of history, but it had nothing to do with the topic?
Jiang Yanji took a sip of tea, moisturized his lips, and continued, "The Nu Wu tribe has huge and very elaborate rattan armor cavalry. The rattan armor is made in a special way by the Nu Wu tribe. It is lighter than ordinary armor and harder to shoot. Into these cavalry cavalry is very difficult to deal with, they became a weapon for vertical and horizontal north. In the end, they even want to use the power of cavalry cavalry to wave the Central Plains, dominate the king, for a time, God blocked the killing of God, Buddha blocked Kill the Buddha, destroy it, and no one can stop it ... "
Feng Jin thought about it in her mind, and said, "Tengjia cavalry, Jin heard it. The last half a million tengjia cavalry was buried in Qichuan Plain ..."
500,000 is a bit exaggerated, but the number is certainly not small.
That is the history of the end of the turmoil in the Sixteen Kingdoms. Five hundred thousand cavalry cavalry swept half of the Central Plains. In the end, Xu was burned by the fire minister Feng Min, the founder of the Great Xia Dynasty, surrounding the Qichuan Plain, and none survived.
Jiang Yanji smiled awkwardly, "If I were Mr. Yuan Jing, nothing else, just say one thing-all the princes can remember that a fire in the Qichuan Plain destroyed the ambition of the ancestors to take over the Central Plains?"
After Feng Jin heard it, she sang for a while, and said, "Did the three tribes of northern Xinjiang rebuild the vinegar cavalry?"
Thinking of the terribleness of the Fujika Cavalry in history books, Feng Jin felt that her scalp was about to explode.
Although northern Xinjiang is not a good place, it is not difficult to form amazing soldiers because of its high-quality horses.
Dongqing's terrain is very gentle. If the Fujia cavalry broke the northern frontier and let them enter the Dongqing hinterland, it would be impossible to stop it.
Jiang Yanji shook her head, thinking about the Northern Xinjiang Warriors she had seen before. They had different armors. At that time, she couldn't remember where there was a problem. She went back and looked through the books collected by Fang Cheng 丞, and saw the history of Qichuan Plain. Then I remembered.
Jiang Yanji said, "The weakness of the Tengjia cavalry is too obvious. The Nu Wu tribe has planted a follow on it. Where can the northern Xinjiang tribe be so stupid?"
In fact, according to Jiang Yanji's observation that night, the "vinegars" made by the three northern tribes did not seem to be very afraid of fire.
"If Mr. Yuan Jing did this, at most he would warn them-demo, you want to play with your husband, you are too tender."
Feng Jin: "Hey--"
Spraying tea, he really didn't mean it.
_ (: з 」∠) _ This one is a little bit longer. The state of the mushrooms has been adjusted. There will be a surprise tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)