Hsu Fengnian sneered, "That's why the court is waiting for a good show to begin, but the biggest contributor behind the scenes won't be able to see this day. Isn't it because they're afraid that the new emperor won't be able to suppress the old Grand Secretary? They're afraid that too many poor carps will jump over the dragon's gate. When these wild carps enter the court and gradually band together, they'll all be barefooted guys who aren't afraid of wearing shoes. If they die, then they die. In any case, they'll be alone in the world, unlike the sons of wealthy families who still have to consider the interests of the huge families behind them. Even if more than half of these poor men are greedy for the feeling of wealth and honor, as long as two or three of them refuse to be controlled and dare to stiffen their necks to oppose the emperor, pleading for the people all day long, then it'll be enough for the Emperor of the Zhao family to suffer. The next person to sit on the dragon throne, Zhao Zhuan, doesn't have the military merit of the previous emperor unifying the Central Plains, nor does he have the current emperor's twenty years of experience of suppressing civil and military officials like Xu Xiao, Zhang Julu, and Gu Jiantang. Zhao Zhuan's father, if he doesn't do something before he dies, how can he be at ease handing over the entire world to Zhao Zhuan? Therefore, he painstakingly invited Qi Yanglong, who was already half in the yellow earth, to be the imperial tutor. By the time the old fellow stabilizes the situation in the court, he'll be about to die of old age. By that time, Zhao Zhuan will already be fully fledged. The vassal kings and generals will also have their military power stripped. In addition, he'll have the assistance of ministers like Yin Maochun, who don't have a deep enough foundation. He'll also be able to promote the sons and grandsons of wealthy families to keep the former in check. He won't have to be as diligent as the current emperor. He can just lie down comfortably and be the emperor. Sometimes, when I think about that blue-eyed man, I really feel that it's not worth it for him. "
Tantai Pingjing sighed.
Hsu Fengnian said self-mockingly, "I just don't know if the Grand Secretary feels that it's not worth it for Beiliang?"
Tantai Pingjing smiled and asked, "Is there resentment?"
Hsu Fengnian exhaled and said in a deep voice, "My resentment is great!"
Tantai Pingjing said, "It just so happens that Beimang bumped into the tip of Beiliang's blade."
Hsu Fengnian looked at the sky. Perhaps this year's snow couldn't cover the blood.
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The headquarters of the Northern Liang Protectorate within Huaiyang Pass was still ridiculously simple and crude. This made the Huaiyang Commandant, Huang Laifu, very nervous. Although he could not say that he was unable to eat or sleep in peace, every time he went to participate in the military affairs of the Protectorate General, he would always feel that this was not the case. A few of his close friends liked to use this matter to poke at him. .. Huang Laifu didn't even have a chance to talk back. He could only accept his fate. Over time, he became the number one joke in Liangzhou's northern border. But as the atmosphere of the impending war grew thicker and thicker, these harmless jokes quickly disappeared. Today, Huang Laifu went to the Protector's manor to do official business. Recently, several generals and commanders were in the manor, discussing the deployment of Beimang's troops and the direction of the main attack. Huang Laifu was a rough man who knew how to fight but was not good at talking. He couldn't get a word in. But when he heard the arguments of the old generals and commanders, he felt very comfortable. He felt that as long as they were in charge of the border, not to mention the fact that the Beiliang Frontier Army was strong and unharmed. Even if Hutou City was accidentally lost, Huang Laifu would take it back without a second thought.
When Huang Laifu walked into the lobby of the Protector's manor, which was hung with maps of various sizes, he obviously felt something strange. In the center of the lobby, there was a huge table made of yellow pear wood. On both sides of the table, there were many new faces. Infantry Commander Yan Wenluan, an experienced general, should be visiting Huaiyang Pass for the first time. Cavalry Commander Yuan Zuozong was also here. Great Ancestor Gu, Zhou Kang, He Zhonghu, and Chen Yunchui, the four new and old deputy commanders were here for the first time. Qi Dangguo, one of the general's adopted sons, was also standing on one side. Youzhou Provincial Governor Hu Kui and Youzhou General Huangfu Qiu stood side by side. Liangzhou Provincial Governor Wang Peifang, who had just been promoted from Youzhou Provincial Governor to a higher position, was trembling with fear. This Beiliang Provincial Governor, who could be said to have made a name for himself, was standing alone in the most remote corner. Obviously, on this occasion, the fart of any other armored general would be more effective than him, a civil official, shouting at the top of his lungs.
But the person that shocked Huang Laifu the most was the Second Princess, Xu Weixiong!
She sat in a wheelchair, her hands interlaced as she stared at the map of the border on the table.
The Beiliang Protector-General held an inkstone in one hand and a brush in the other. The ink in the inkstone was crimson red ink. Chu Lushan stood by Xu Weixiong's side, bending over to draw red lines on the map while constantly speaking softly.
Huang Laifu tiptoed over. There were already twenty-some people standing on both sides of the table, so he could only find a place to sit. He just happened to hear Chu Lushan say in a low voice, "Earlier, we sent a ballista archer into the heart of Gusai Province and discovered that Liu Gui's army had already set out. Now, we can confirm that they're heading for Liuzhou. Other than Liu Gui's thirty thousand elite soldiers, the four military towns to the south, including Tile-Building Gentleman's Pavilion, have also moved out in full force. The old Noble Clans of Longguan have also brought out thirty thousand infantry, and there are also the eight thousand Qiang cavalry from Gusai Province that require our attention. Together, these one hundred thousand soldiers are all heading for the current capital of Liuzhou, Azure City. "
Chu Lushan used his brush to point at a certain area north of Azure City. "The thirty thousand infantry from the Noble Clans of Longguan will be used as the main force to attack the city. This much is obvious."
Then, he lightly drew a line between Azure City and Linyao Military Town. "If nothing unexpected happens, the eight thousand Qiang cavalry will be waiting here to tie down the reinforcements on the western front of Liuzhou. If they can win, they fight. If they can't win, they run. The Qiang cavalry doesn't have any other abilities, but their ability to run is top-notch. I've already experienced it for myself more than a decade ago."
The generals in the room all smiled knowingly. During the first Northern Mang Li Yang battle, everyone knew that Chu Lushan, who shone brilliantly in the smoke of battle, had two regrets. The first was that he wasn't able to kill Dong Zhuo, who was also a fatty, and the second was that he actually wasn't able to chase down that routed Qiang cavalry.
Chu Lushan moved the tip of his brush, drawing a line between Liuzhou and Azure City. "As the main force, Liu Gui's army should be here …"
Xu Weixiong frowned. When he heard this, he interrupted Chu Lushan's words. "Are they just going to retreat and let Liu Gui infiltrate Liuzhou? Even if Liuzhou only has thirty thousand Long Xiang Army, they don't have to be so passive. "
Ancestor Gu bent over the map with his hands behind his back. He slowly said, "If we say that Liuzhou and Youzhou borders can wait, then Liuzhou doesn't need to wait. The thirty thousand Long Xiang Army only needs to find Liu Gui's main force and defeat them. The rest of the scattered soldiers are nothing to be afraid of. Beiliang has this ability outside the gates of the Kingdom of War. "
The deputy commander of the cavalry, He Zhong, suddenly said, "Don't look at how Liu Gui's side has the advantage in numbers. This amount of soldiers isn't enough to fill the gaps between their teeth. Even if Dong Zhuo has a backup plan, based on their current deployment, there won't even be enough time to collect the corpses of their warhorses. "
Chu Lushan extended two fingers and pinched the crimson tip of his brush. He turned a deaf ear to He Zhong's words. He only stared at his slightly ink-stained fingers and calmly said, "The bait is too small to catch a big fish."
Chu Lushan suddenly laughed. In the silent room, it was particularly eye-catching.
This Protector-General stuck his thumb and index finger together and raised his hand. He smiled and said, "Our Beiliang cavalry is too strong. We have to give our opponents a little bit of hope."
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