Chapter 851

Wei Yuan's words made everyone's eyes focus on Xu Qi 'an.

Lin An, Huaiqing, the civil and military officials on the city wall. The expedition team under the city wall and the people on the street.

Xu Qi 'an stopped beating the drum and was silent for a moment. He didn't look back and said with a smile, "Duke Wei, after' Who in the world doesn't know the king ', there is no better farewell poem than yours."

After a pause, he said loudly, "Why don't I write a poem?"

The two talked loudly in front of thousands of people.

Wei Yuan thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Okay!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Xu Qi 'an again. The students and the civil officials on the city wall suddenly became spirited.

Under such circumstances, how could there not be poems to liven things up? With the presence of the Great Feng Poetry Champion, the literary world would have one more masterpiece.

Thinking of this, the scholars were a little excited and looked forward to Xu Qi 'an's poem.

Xu Qi 'an didn't stop beating the drum. Instead, he became more and more intense and the sound of the drum echoed.

He did have a poem in his mind that he wanted to give to Wei Yuan.

After returning from Chu Zhou City, he had a heart-to-heart talk with Wei Yuan and learned about Wei Yuan's plan for the King of Zhenbei and his intention to regain control of the military.

It was also at that time that Xu Qi 'an realized that the Great Green Robe, who had fought against many factions in the court, had always wanted to command the army again. He wanted to fulfill his ambition, but he could not.

After the Battle of Shanhai Pass, Wei Yuan's military power was taken away and he was forced to stay in the court for twenty years.

Duke Wei, it has been twenty years. Have you ever dreamed of returning to the battlefield and guiding the country?

He took a deep breath and circulated the Qi in his Dantian along with the sound of the drum.

"Watching the sword by the lamp when drunk, dreaming of returning to the camp with the blowing of the horn! Eight hundred miles away, the sound of fifty strings turning over the wall, the soldiers on the battlefield in autumn. "

Wei Yuan was stunned and looked at the young man on the city wall.

Good poem!

The eyes of the civil officials suddenly lit up. This poem was about watching the sword by the lamp when drunk, as if they had returned to their military days.

Combined with the current situation, they seemed to have returned to the battlefield twenty years ago, where the Qing Yi led the army.

This poem was written for Wei Yuan.

Dong, dong, dong, dong!

Xu Qi 'an beat the drum violently and said, "The horse is fast, the bow is like thunder. The bow is like thunder and the string is like thunder.

You've racked your brains for the imperial court, you've protected the empire for the royal family, but what have you gotten in return?

The imperial court has covered up your achievements and exaggerated the North Vanquishing King's reputation. They've transferred your glory to that beast who massacred the entire city for his own selfishness.

The civil officials and scholars condemned you, labeling you as the leader of the eunuch's clique. It was as if they had forgotten who won the Battle of Shanhai Pass and who brought twenty years of peace to Great Feng.



He stopped and the drumming stopped. Xu Qi 'an's voice was loud, but his tone was melancholy.

"Pitiful Bai Fasheng!" The atmosphere on the city wall suddenly froze. Wang Zhenwen and the other civil officials looked at Xu Qi 'an in a daze.

On top of the city wall, the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant. Wang Zhenwen and the other officials stared blankly at Xu Qi 'an, mulling over the last paragraph.

Poems and lyrics were what moved scholars the most.

Poetry and Ci were always the things that moved scholars the most.

In fact, all of the officials present knew what kind of person Wei Yuan was. Even if he was in a frenzy, they all agreed with his character.

"Pitiful Bai Fasheng, pitiful Bai Fasheng …" At this moment, even the civil officials who had fought with Wei Yuan for half their lives could not help but feel melancholy.

Bian Juan bit his lip and frowned slightly. He did not feel anything at first, but when he read the last paragraph, the sadness suddenly surged like a tide.

Bian Juan bit his lip and frowned. He did not feel anything at first, but when he read the last paragraph, the sadness suddenly surged like a surging tide.

Huai Qing stared at him, and there was a layer of mist in his eyes.

Jiang Lvzhong rubbed his face and muttered, "Damn it. What kind of lousy poem is this? My nose is sore."

The seniors in the expedition team who had participated in the Shanhai Pass Campaign all had tears in their eyes at this moment.

"Hahaha …"

Wei Yuan laughed to his heart's content. He laughed so hard that tears trickled down the corners of his eyes.

Xu Qi 'an, do you know why I didn't take you as my godson?

Because in my heart, you are my confidant!

…

Mount Qingyun, Yunlu Academy.

Zhao Shou stood at the top of the mountain. His scholar's robe and white hair fluttered in the wind. His gaze seemed to penetrate the distance and see the expedition team.

"The academy rose because of Daibun, but the Confucian school weakened because of Daibun."

His gaze was calm, his tone steady, and there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

He roused his righteousness and said in a clear voice, "Wei Yuan, return in triumph!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the power of the Confucian school's Verbal Compliance entered the void and disappeared.

In the next second, the backfire effect of the spell came, and the Awe-Inspiring Righteousness surrounding Zhao Shou suddenly collapsed. A crack appeared between his eyebrows, and it quickly extended and expanded like a broken eggshell.

Light shot out from the Quasi-Sage Hall and shone directly on Zhao Shou's body. His cracked body slowly healed.

"You can't brag so easily, especially when it involves an existence that surpasses the rank. Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan, I can only help you so much. There was the Confucian Sages more than two thousand years ago. Now, you are the only one among the humans who can carry this banner. "

After Zhao Shou finished speaking, he bowed toward the Quasi-Sage Hall. "Thank you for your help, Quasi-Sage."

Ever since the Sage of the Cheng family's stone tablet cracked, the power of the Quasi-Sage Hall had recovered.

…

There were a total of 70,000 soldiers in the military camp. Other than the 10,000 imperial guards, the other 60,000 were troops transferred from the boundary of the capital and various states.

The rest of the troops were in the three northeastern states, Xiangzhou, Yuzhou, and Jingzhou.

The 70,000 troops in the capital were divided into four groups and headed to the three northeastern states. Among them, 20,000 would go by water to Chuzhou in the north.

Xu Erlang was among these 20,000 troops.

When it came to marching, the more people there were, the more troublesome it would be. Therefore, when there was a large-scale expedition, the troops were usually divided and then gathered at a certain place.

What did it mean to have 70,000 troops on an expedition?

There was no end or end to the endless sea of people.

The army set off along the official road. When Wei Yuan looked back at the capital for the last time, he couldn't help but think of that brat's words.

"It's a pity that it happened in vain …" Wei Yuan smiled and whispered to himself, "There's no need to cry out for me.

"There's no need to cry out for me. I'm loyal to the country. I'm loyal to the people. You should understand me."

The army moved forward slowly. The 70,000 people were silent. Only the rumbling of the wheels, the neighing of the horses, and the clashing of armors could be heard.

Amidst the interweaving sounds, the soldiers suddenly heard singing coming from the horizon.

"Smoke rises, the mountains look to the north. The dragon rises, the horse whinnied, the sword energy is like frost … My heart is like the Yellow River, who can resist it after twenty years …"

Some people looked around in confusion, some were immersed in the song.

"Hatred is wild, where the long knife points, how many loyal brothers and sisters are buried in foreign lands … I'm willing to die for my country, I can't help but sigh, I'm speechless, tears of blood …"

"The horse's hooves go to the south, the people look to the north, the people look to the north, the grass is green, the yellow dust is flying … I'm willing to defend the land and reopen the border, the Central Plains will let all sides come to congratulate me."

On a hillside in the distance, a horse stood and sang like a lunatic.

Who can resist it after twenty years?

You must return with victory.

Duke Wei!

…

The Celestial Commissioner, on the Eight Trigrams Channel.

The Supervisor in a snow-white robe didn't sit at the table this time. Instead, she stood at the edge and looked at the troops from the capital with a poker face.

"The curtain is up," the Supervisor said in a low voice.

"The curtain is up?"

Behind him, a deep voice said slowly, "If that's the case, how can I, the main character, not be included. Am I right, teacher?"

The Supervisor ignored him and sighed. "In Daibun, the only one who has the ability to lead troops to Jingshan City is Wei Yuan. He's the only one."

Yang Qianhuan opened his mouth, but he couldn't refute.

The Supervisor looked away and said, "If your heart isn't calm, how can you be promoted?"

Yang Qianhuan was silent for a moment and said, "Teacher, I haven't left the Celestial Commissioner for many days. I'm afraid the people in the outside world don't know my name. They don't know that there's a Yang Qianhuan in the Celestial Commissioner. I can't accept it."

Where did you get your name from?

The Supervisor almost pinched his eyebrows. He said in a low voice, "Xu Qi 'an didn't go to war."

Yang Qianhuan was stunned. "What does that have to do with me?"

The Supervisor said to himself, "But he's beating the drums at the top of the city wall, composing lyrics, and attracting the attention of everyone."

Beating the drums at the top of the city wall, composing lyrics, and attracting the attention of everyone … Yang Qianhuan trembled with envy.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher, I want to be promoted to the third rank!"

The Supervisor smiled. At this time, Chu Caiwei ran up and shouted, "Teacher, teacher, Senior Brother Song Qing brought the other senior brothers to cause trouble."

"Huh?"

"Senior Brother Song said that creating something requires passion. They refuse to do monotonous, boring, and repetitive work. They refuse to make magic tools. "

The Supervisor finally pinched his eyebrows and said calmly, "Tell them that Yang Qianhuan was imprisoned in the third underground floor because he disobeyed me. He'll be punished by lightning and fire."

Chu Caiwei nodded. "Okay. In this way, Senior Brother Song will work obediently. Teacher, you're so smart to come up with such a wonderful plan."

"This has nothing to do with being smart …" Yang Qianhuan complained in his heart.

The Supervisor sighed and pinched his eyebrows again.

Chu Caiwei did not notice Senior Brother Yang's ridicule about her intelligence, nor did she care about the supervisor's action of pinching the center of his eyebrows. She ran to the supervisor with small steps and glanced at the table first. When she saw that there were only wine and no dishes, she withdrew her gaze in disappointment and said mysteriously,

"Teacher, I have a question for you …"

The Supervisor suddenly felt a little relieved.

"I found some wonderful spells in a unique book. Can you take a look at them for me?"

Chu Caiwei said as she took out a neatly folded piece of paper from her pocket.

…

"On the third day after Erlang left, I miss him, miss him, miss him …"

Xu Qi 'an wrote in his diary.

For the first two days, he was busy with the affairs of the mansion and immersed in cultivation. Until today, he took the time to look at the former Emperor's daily record. He couldn't understand it, so he began to miss Erlang.

Before Xu Erlang left, he wrote down the former Emperor's daily record from memory. Of course, it was still in cursive script.

It was too long, and using cursive script would save more time. He was about to go to war with the army and had no time to write well.

However, this thing had a fixed way of writing, and it was difficult for non-scholars to understand it.

Besides Erlang, only Lingyue was educated in the family. However, Lingyue was limited to reading and had never learned cursive script, so she couldn't understand it.

"Such an important thing as the former Emperor's daily record can't be casually shown to others. I have to find a new one."

Xu Qi 'an thought for a while and found that there were very few scholars he knew. There was only one Chu Yuanzhen in the Heaven & Earth Society, but he went to war with the army.

In the family, only Erlang was a scholar, so it was impossible to count on Second Uncle and Aunt to translate for him.

In the yamen, Brother Chun, Ting Feng, and Guangxiao can be trusted, but their level of education is not on par with mine.

The scholars of Yunlu Academy can be trusted, but the four-hour journey back and forth is too long. Well, I'll let Li Miaozhen take me to the sky and fly there directly …

Huaiqing is too smart. She directly took out the former Emperor's daily record for her to translate. She will definitely ask all sorts of questions.

Right, Lin 'an is good.

Although this girl is stupid, you can't underestimate her level of education. After all, she is a princess of the royal family, and basic skills like calligraphy are no problem.

Xu Qi 'an thought for a while and finally chose Lin' an.

He immediately took the thick stack of papers and stuffed them into his pocket. He rode the little mare and galloped to the night watchman's yamen.

After Erlang went to war, he couldn't disguise himself as Xu Erlang and use the official token of Shu Jishi to enter and leave the Imperial City freely. But it did not matter, his connections were still very wide.

The silver gong of the yamen could freely enter and leave the Imperial City, and patrolling the Imperial City had always been one of the duties of the silver gong.

Xu Qi 'an borrowed Brother Chun's waist token, put on his official uniform, and changed his appearance to Li Yuchun's appearance. He rode on Brother Chun's horse and successfully entered the Imperial City.

…

Lin 'an residence.

Xu Qi 'an imitated Brother Chun's demeanor and came to the residence's door, and said to the guard, "This official is Li Yuchun, Xu Qi' an's former superior, and at the same time best friend. I have a matter to seek an audience with Princess Lin 'an. "

The reason why he said that was to be able to smoothly see Lin 'an, otherwise Her Princess Highness would not be able to see just by meeting with the silver gong.

Whether it was the three words' Xu Qi 'an' or the silver gong itself, it was enough to make the guard at the door give him some face. There was no question and only left a sentence, 'wait a moment'.

He then hurriedly entered the residence to report.

Sure enough, hearing that it was Xu Qi 'an's best friend, Lin' an immediately summoned him and chose to meet him in the reception hall.

She had charming and affectionate peach blossom eyes, full of inner charm, which made people unconsciously think of the little queen of the nightclub. Sitting behind the big table, she put on a noble air that did not match her temperament, and said in a flat tone,

"Li Yinluo, why are you looking for me?"

"Lin 'an, it's me. It's not convenient to talk here. Let's go to a more secluded place." Xu Qi' an transmitted his voice.

The fake noble expression immediately collapsed, and her eyebrows and eyes uncontrollably overflowed with a smile, but she quickly held it back, looked at the palace maids, and ordered,

"I have something important to discuss with Li Yinluo. You are not allowed to disturb us."

In the study without palace maids and eunuchs, Lin 'an said in a surprised and whisper,

"Ah, why are you here? I was thinking that after Xu Cijiu went to battle, you can't change into his appearance to play with me."

It's very easy to come to play with you. Her Highness Huaiqing will help me … Xu Qi 'an walked to the desk and said,

"This time I come to see Your Highness for an important matter. Well, can Your Highness read cursive script? I have a cursive script here, and I want Your Highness to read it to me. "

Hearing this, Lin 'an was overjoyed and nodded like a chick pecking rice, "Yes, yes!"

Finally, there was a chance to show her amazing talent in front of the dog servant.

Sure enough, even if she was a bad student, it was only relative. As a princess, how could she not have some knowledge … Xu Qi 'an stood by the table and happily took out the paper in his arms.

Suddenly, his expression froze, and his pupils suddenly froze.

On the desk, there was a book, Geomancy Map of Dragon Vein.