The fifteen-year-old Huadiao wine had been one of the tributes of Gangnam-do since the first year of Yonghui. It was produced in the Great Feng Dynasty and had a unique custom. When a rich family gave birth to a daughter, they would brew a few jars of wine every few days they were born. The wine jars would be painted with colors and buried under old osmanthus trees. When the daughter grew up and married, this wine would be used as a dowry. When the eldest princess of Beiliang was married to Jiangnan, the King of Beiliang, Xu Xiao, threatened to gather a thousand jars of Huadiao wine for his daughter's dowry. In a hurry, he only managed to gather eight hundred jars. Originally, this was not a shameful matter. At that time, people were butchering their daughters. Who dared to gossip? Who didn't know that no matter how fierce Xu Xiao was, Xu Xiao would only hear it? If the gossip of his two daughters reached his ears, as long as it wasn't thousands of miles away, even the Emperor wouldn't be able to protect him. In the end, it was His Royal Highness, who was the first to stop his eldest sister from marrying, who personally led his personal guards and spent an entire day barging into almost all the houses of the rich and powerful in Liangzhou City. Only on the morning of His Royal Highness's wedding day did he finally bring back the last jar of top quality Huadiao wine with red eyes.
Hsu Fengnian did not speak. Qing Zhuniang also did not make a sound.
Zhang Xiucheng, who was no longer wearing a Taoist robe but casual clothes, gently pushed open the door and entered. He originally wanted to kneel down and pay his respects. Seeing that Qing Zhuniang was still in the room, he was momentarily in a dilemma.
After Hsu Fengnian came back to his senses, he raised his wine cup and smiled. "Old friends have met. Sit down and talk."
Zhang Xiucheng's fear and trepidation were not faked. His mother, the person in front of him was the Northwest Vassal King of Liyang. The hand holding the wine cup was also holding an entire 300,000 cavalrymen at the border! This young man with the title of King of Beiliang and the title of Pillar of Beiliang was fighting to the death against the million-strong army of Beimang and the entire Beimang Dynasty! Taking ten thousand steps back, the man who took the heads of the King of the Northern Courtyard, Xu Huainan, and the Fifth Raccoon of Mount Tibing, the guy who killed Wang Xianzhi, Zhang Xiucheng, a pretentious Daoist priest, didn't he meet a real immortal?
Zhang Xiucheng glanced at Qing Zhuniang, who was still in the dark, and asked carefully with a perfect Ji Zhou accent, "Wang … Young Master Xu, are you alright?"
Hsu Fengnian nodded. "It's fine."
Zhang Xiucheng heaved a sigh of relief and sat upright. He said in a deep voice, "This lowly one dares not to talk about official business. The First Master asked me to do something for him first. When we meet in the future, he will make it up to me."
After saying this, Zhang Xiucheng stood up, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.
Hsu Fengnian did not stop him.
Zhang Xiucheng, whose forehead was slightly red, sat down again. He quickly calmed himself down and continued, "In the King …"
Zhang Xiucheng could not hold himself back from cursing. He slapped himself hard on the face and said, "Under the instruction of young master Xu, when General Yu was on the way to North Ji, they passed by South Foot Pass. The Great Leader had also led three thousand soldiers to intercept them, and a fierce fight broke out. As expected, Yuan Tingshan, who only brought a few dozens of retinues with him, showed up after the fight, and the Great Leader let down his guard against him. On General Yu's journey to the north, he only drew his sword at our Nanlu Pass. The other dozen or so troops had shrunk into a complete mess. It's not that this little one is boasting, but the Northern Liang Cavalry is indeed worthy of being called the number one army in the world! Even though they were separated by River Province, the Ji Zhou army was still scared to death. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "If the backbone of Ji Zhou, Yang Shenxing, was still here, it might not be like this. Maybe. "
Zhang Xiucheng only spoke a few words before he felt his throat dry up. He glanced at the wine cup on the table and did not dare to take it. Hsu Fengnian poured a cup for him. Only then did he lower his head and bend over to take it. He tilted his head slightly and drank it in one gulp.
Qing Zhuniang was dumbfounded.
What kind of show was this? What General Yu? What Beiliang cavalry? She had heard of Yang Shenxing before. He was the old man who acted like a tyrant in Ji Zhou but immediately became unaccustomed to other places. It was said that he suffered a great defeat at a place called Guang Ling Road in Li Yang. He was a classic example of a man who could not keep his integrity in his old age. She was more familiar with Yuan Tingshan. It could not be helped. Everyone in Ji Zhou knew about Master Yuan. He was a legendary figure who had both praise and blame. Those who approved of him worshipped him to the point of prostrating themselves before him, praising him to the skies. Those who did not approve of him gritted their teeth and scolded him for being a mad dog who had once been beaten by the King of Beiliang. He did not rely on riding a horse to kill enemies, but relied on riding a woman to achieve his current status.
Zhang Xiucheng was about to speak when someone knocked on the door. Zhang Xiucheng stood up like a bird startled by the twang of a bow, startling Qing Zhuniang.
Hsu Fengnian put down his hand and signaled for Zhang Xiucheng to calm down. He said calmly, "Come in."
After Mi Fengjie entered the room, the old man glanced at Fan Xiaochai with extreme annoyance and said softly, "That Ruan guy came to find us."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Should I say that this guy is haunting us or is he infatuated?"
It turned out that after the four of them had entered the border of Ji Province, they had inadvertently encountered a group of forty men who were escorting a descendant of an aristocratic family. The arrangement of the group was not inferior to that of Ji Province's elite cavalry. That fellow had only glanced at Fan Xiaochai, who was riding past him, and his soul had followed Fan Xiaochai's horse. He didn't care about anything else and immediately turned his horse around, desperately trying to catch up with Xu Fengnian's group. As it turned out, when the young man named Ruan Gang was young, he met Fan Xiaochai in Da Zhan City. At that time, he was shocked. After Fan Xiaochai left, this infatuated man used the excuse of traveling to study and had not taken a wife for many years. In the end, he felt that their reunion was God's will. Fan Xiaochai said that she did not know this Ruan Gang and had never stopped in Da Zhan City. At that time, Ruan Gang looked at Hsu Fengnian with hidden bitterness and thought that Fan Xiaochai had married and become someone else's wife. What was interesting was that Ruan Gang did not try to bully others. He only begged Hsu Fengnian to help him and Fan Xiaochai reconcile. In the end, this son of the Deputy General of Ji Zhou even got off his horse and knelt on the road with tears and snot all over his face. Fortunately, he did not see Fan Xiaochai's ferocious expression on the horse's back. At that time, the third Great Master of the Fu Shui Chamber really wanted to cut him into pieces.
Fan Xiaochai looked at Hsu Fengnian and said expressionlessly, "I will find a chance to kill him. Don't worry, it will be done without anyone knowing."
Hsu Fengnian shook his head and smiled. "You women can have a man who cares about you so much. Even if you are not together, you can't hurt him too much. After all, there are not many good men like him in this world. "
Fan Xiaochai still kept a straight face and asked, "Why don't I put him in the side room of the Fu Shui Chamber? He is the son of the Deputy General of Ji Zhou after all. He can be useful. "
Hsu Fengnian asked, "You don't like him. Besides, you are one of the top ten figures in the Fu Shui Chamber. Why do you care about this little bit of merit?"
Hsu Fengnian smiled and shook his head. "I don't care what the women of the Fu Shui Chamber do when I can't see them. But you are standing right in front of me. Forget it."
Fan Xiaochai made an "oh" sound and did not say anything else.
Hsu Fengnian said to Mi Fengjie, "Just tell Ruan Gang that I will be visiting him tomorrow. Tell him to prepare good wine and good food. Let him continue to wait. Having a thought in his heart, even if it is for the rest of his life, is probably better than having a dead heart. "
No one in the room said anything. Zhang Xiucheng did not dare, Mi Fengjie did not care, and Fan Xiaochai closed her eyes to rest. Only Qing Zhuniang said softly, "It is like this."
Hsu Fengnian suddenly thought of one of the Beiliang's chess pieces, the guest of the Prince's Mansion, Shu Xiu, who wore the godly face.
Hsu Fengnian's intuition told him that this chess piece had not only taken root beside the Prince of Xiang Fan City in Qing Province, but also changed its color.
His master, Li Yishan, had always regarded Go as a small Dao. Most importantly, he believed that Go was divided into black and white, and it would always be black and white. But the human heart was the most changeable. How could it be divided into black and white?
Even if they were thousands of li away from the Beiliang, even if the Beiliang cavalry could not take care of themselves, to kill Shu Xiu, who could not see the light of day on the Qing Province stage, in one night, Fu Shui Chamber could still pay a price. But this was meaningless.
The owner of the godly face, who had gone to Beimang's hidden chess piece, had finally begun to make waves.
As for Chen Shaobao, Chen Wang, who lived high up in Tai An City, and Wang Lvting, who was a close friend of Lingzhou's Golden Thread Weaving Company, Sun Yin.
Hsu Fengnian did not treat them as chess pieces that had to listen to Beiliang's orders. He just wanted to let nature take its course.
Hsu Fengnian was more looking forward to Cao Wei. Under the "cover" of Yu Luan Dao and nearly ten thousand Beiliang cavalry, Cao Wei's more elite cavalry might really be able to become a surprise force that could make the final decision. Of course, this was on the premise that Beiliang's third front could grit its teeth and resist the invasion of Beimang's cavalry to the south.
Hsu Fengnian picked up his wine cup and walked to the window. He looked at the endless stream of people on the busy street and drank a mouthful of Huadiao wine.
Your Peace Order is in Beimang's Imperial Palace. Using hundreds of large satin pieces to piece together the picturesque mountains and rivers of two dynasties, you want to buy peace for that old woman with black and white.
This technical work should be rewarded.
But this "reward" is my Beiliang's 300,000 cavalry. It depends on whether or not your Beimang can eat it. Be careful not to burn your intestines.
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