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Chapter 1187

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Chen Xiliang nodded and stood up. He waved his hand and called the head of the workshop to come over and whispered the relevant matters to him. At this time, a tall and strong young man walked out of the group of odd-job workers and walked towards them. Soon, he was stopped by two white horse riders. The cold sword in his hand was half an inch away from the scabbard, and his killing intent was very strong. Xu Fengnian glanced at the youth and realized that he was actually an acquaintance of his. Back then, he had entered the land of the refugees by himself and encountered a lot of twists and turns outside the village outside of Azure Sky City. The refugees were so greedy that they forgot about their lives and wanted to rob horses and carry swords to make a fortune. This youth who was proficient in spear techniques was one of them. He had the unique aura of a refugee. If Xu Fengnian remembered correctly, this youth had a little sister who was as thin as a matchstick. It was because of her that Xu Fengnian didn't kill them and even gave the siblings a bag of broken silver. Hsu Fengnian said: "Let him come over."

The young man, who was hot-blooded and wanted to go forward, was already very scared when he met the white horse riders. He had always remembered the superb martial arts of the handsome ranger. He was grateful that the ranger did not kill him and gave him the silver. Now that the silver had been pierced by the young man, he put it on a rope and hung it around his sister's neck. His sister liked it very much. When the young man learned that this person was the prince who controlled the life and death of all the refugees, he did not think too much. He was afraid that he would never see him again, so he wanted to thank him personally. The young man was embarrassed and uneasy, his footsteps were a bit erratic. When he finally walked five or six steps away from the young prince, his mind was blank. He did not know what to say. His face was red, and he did not even know where to put his hands. Hsu Fengnian softly smiled and said: "What is your name? I remember that you have a younger sister who is braver than you."

The young man finally came back to his senses. He swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice: "Replying to the prince, this one is called Liu Su. My sister is called Liu Yu."

Hsu Fengnian joked, "You even know how to report back?"

The young man secretly pinched his waist, and his mind finally cleared up a little. He smiled shyly and said, "I learned it from the workers. When they talk to the city overseer, they all say the same thing."

Chen Xiliang smiled and explained to Hsu Fengnian, "Liu You wanted to go to the border and join the army. I saw that he was too young, so I didn't agree. However, this youth is quite strong, so I allowed him to do some work for the yamen and earn some money to make ends meet. His hands and feet are nimble, and he is also smart. He can already recognize more than a hundred words. Every day, when he is free, he will use a branch to write on the ground. In fact, this youth and his sister originally only had surnames and no names. They were just casual nicknames. Liu You and Liu Yu were actually given by him."

Hsu Fengnian looked at the youth and asked with a smile, "You went to the border to join the army. If you die, what will happen to your sister? Why didn't you join the Lingzhou army? At least you don't have to fight on the battlefield. "

The youth replied with a serious face, "The official in charge of recording said that we get a lot of money from the border army and we get money quickly. As long as we go, not only will we get a large amount of money, we will also get a piece of land in Lingzhou. Then again, didn't they say that one of our Beiliang soldiers could fight three or four of their northern barbarians? I might not die if I go to the border. If I can use my spear to kill a few northern barbarians and become a sergeant or something, then my sister won't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of her life. She might even have her dowry!"

The youth seemed to have remembered something and quickly said, "Reporting to your highness!"

Hsu Fengnian laughed loudly. After thinking about it, he said, "Alright, I will allow you to join the army in You Zhou. Your spear techniques are not bad, I have experienced it before. Once you learn how to ride a horse, I will have Huangfu promote you to be a sergeant. I will help you and your sister find a good family in Lingzhou to live in. "

The youth bargained, "Your highness, my sister still has to be surnamed Liu, is that alright?"

Hsu Fengnian nodded and then joked, "Why don't you change your surname to Xu? How about it? I can promote you to a sergeant right now. "

The eyes of the Azure Sky Academy's Wei Cheng Cheng and his entourage turned green. What the f * ck, this was a huge meat pie that had fallen from the heavens. Although it wasn't as popular as it was during the Spring and Autumn Period, to be bestowed a surname by an emperor or a vassal was still a great honor for these heroes. Great General Xu Xiao had been in the military for over forty years and the number of times he had been bestowed surnames could be counted on one hand. Spear Immortal Junior Brother Xu Yanbing was one of them.

However, he did not expect that the youth would be stunned for a moment before shaking his head and saying, "I haven't killed the northern barbarians yet, how can I be a sergeant? Also, if my parents knew that my sister and I changed our surnames, they would beat me to death in my dreams. "

Wei Cheng Cheng almost wanted to hang this brat up and beat him up. If your parents knew that you rejected the King of Beiliang's good intentions, they would really beat you to death in your dreams.

Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "That's fine. Anyway, after you go to Youzhou, go find a general called Huangfu Xi and tell him that I told you to join the army."

The youth timidly asked, "Aren't we going to Liangzhou? I heard that the soldiers there get better pay and the land they get is better. "

Hsu Fengnian did not know whether to laugh or cry and said, "Liangzhou is about to start a war. Your spear techniques are not bad, but you haven't familiarized yourself with battle formations. No matter how good your skills are, you won't be able to fight against the northern barbarians' charge."

The youth seemed to understand and made an "oh" sound.

Those villagers who had heard that the King of Beiliang was coming personally returned. They watched with great interest as this extremely daring child spoke in front of the prince. They were somewhat envious. How much luck did this kid have in his previous life to be able to speak with the prince? How high was the prince's official position? In any case, they all knew that the entire Beiliang was his property. Of course, this prince was not old at all.

After that, Hsu Fengnian and Chen Xiliang went to the graves ten li south of Qingcang City. The cenotaphs of the White Horse Righteous Cong who had died in battle were located in the oasis. Hsu Fengnian's disciple, Yu Dilong, and several of his retainers all carried a large bag of Green Ant Wine.

Hsu Fengnian and Chen Xiliang went to the graves one by one to offer wine.

Chen Xiliang's expression was solemn. Every time he saw a cenotaph, he would tell Hsu Fengnian when and where the White Horse Righteous Cong had died in the cenotaph.

After the ceremony, Hsu Fengnian felt that something was missing.

Suddenly, a rider came to report that two strangers had broken into this place. They said that they wanted to use water instead of wine to offer a sacrifice to the heroic spirit.

Hsu Fengnian led his horse forward and saw Song Dongming, who had arrived half a day later than him in Qingcang City.

This man, one of the Hidden Figures of Li Yang, saw Hsu Fengnian's entourage, especially Wei Chengshi's bright armor. How could Song Dongming not guess this young man's background? He bowed slightly, raised his head, and said with a smile, "The prince does not treat people with sincerity."

Hsu Fengnian smiled and did not deny it. He said apologetically, "I hope Sir Song will forgive me."

Song Dongming glanced at the young scholar beside Hsu Fengnian and withdrew his gaze. He said straightforwardly, "The prince does not seem to be a wise lord worthy of the people's loyalty."

Without another word, Wei Chengshi pulled out his Beiliang sword and wanted to cut off the head of this bastard who spoke without thinking.

Hsu Fengnian raised his hand and stopped the hot-tempered Qingcang Commandant behind him. He asked with a smile, "What do you mean by that?"

Song Dongming was not afraid at all. He calmly said, "There are more than a thousand poems in the frontier fortress of Liyang. Among them, half of the line 'Why should I die in battle?' is the best. In my opinion, this is just a line of nonsense that a scholar can talk without feeling any pain. Therefore, Song Dongming has a question for the King of Beiliang. "

Hsu Fengnian said calmly, "Please ask."

Song Dongming looked around and sneered, "Dare I ask, in the attack and defense of Qingcang City, no less than three thousand soldiers of Beiliang died. Why is it that only the White Horse of the King of Beiliang has a cenotaph and occupies this oasis?"

Hsu Fengnian was silent.

Chen Xiliang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Song Dongming continued with a mocking tone, "The butcher Xu Xiao has ten thousand Snow Dragon Cavalry. The second son Xu Longxiang has thirty thousand Long Xiang Army. The protector of Beiliang, Chu Lushan, has a personal army. Yuan Zuozong and Yan Wenluan also have personal armies. These soldiers are naturally brave and unrivalled. They are also willing to fight for Beiliang. But then what? Beiliang invades the South with only seventy to eighty thousand people. You can even say that with only three hundred thousand Beiliang soldiers, you can win? Or perhaps, King of Beiliang, you think that this is a situation of certain death. As long as you have the heart to die, you have a clear conscience of Beiliang? "

Hsu Fengnian was still not angry. He asked back, "What does Mister Song want to teach me?"

Song Dongming asked, "Since Beiliang is destined to face the million cavalry of Beimang alone, let's not talk about victory or defeat. We must make sure that everyone dies a worthy death. Does the King of Beiliang agree? "

Hsu Fengnian nodded. "Of course."

Song Dongming said in a clear voice, "Then I ask the King of Beiliang to find a place within our borders to make it a hero's grave. Erect three hundred thousand tombstones!"

Song Dongming then stared at Hsu Fengnian. He squeezed out each word through gritted teeth. "One person dies! One name is recorded! "

Hsu Fengnian said, "Good, the back of Mount Qingliang can be used as a grave."

Song Dongming asked again, "Among the three hundred thousand, is there a tombstone for you, Hsu Fengnian?"

Hsu Fengnian said without hesitation, "Yes, there is. First, write down the name Hsu Fengnian of Beiliang, just like all the other Beiliang soldiers. Now, just record the time and place of birth. After death, add the time and place of death. "

Song Dongming looked into Hsu Fengnian's eyes. After a long time, he bowed solemnly and said in a low voice, "Song Dongming is willing to be a subject of Beiliang. I am willing to give advice and advice to the King of Beiliang!"

Hsu Fengnian smiled. "Good."

When Song Dongming straightened his back and raised his head, Hsu Fengnian walked to the side of this Deer Song disciple. The two stood side by side. Hsu Fengnian lowered his voice and said softly, "I know that deep down in your heart, you don't want to be an official, but so what?"

Song Dongming also said softly, "The King of Beiliang is wrong. To be an official in Beiliang is to be an official in the mortal world, not an official in the heavens!"

Hsu Fengnian was noncommittal. "Is it enough to be the temporary Deputy Commissioner of Beiliang's Taoist Secretariat, overseeing Mount Qingliang?"

Song Dongming nodded. "It's enough."

In the autumn of the first year of Xiangfu, Song Dongming of the Deer Song Clan became an official in Beiliang.

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