Hsu Fengnian said proudly, "Just by talking, he can destroy Kou Jianghuai and Xu Beizhi together. How is he not qualified? If we fight? Hm? Why don't we give it a try? "
At this time, a large group of people who had just reached the summit of Mount Qing Liang began to jeer.
"Give it a try! You must give it a try. "
"General Kou, I have high hopes for you! If you win this battle, you'll be one of the few Great Grandmasters in the world. "
"Not to mention Liangzhou's deputy general, you'll even be Liangzhou's general! If you still think your position is too low, I, Chen Yunchui, will give you the position of deputy general of the infantry. "
"General Kou, we've been unhappy with His Highness for a long time. We're old, so even if we win, it's an unfair victory. Today, you're the same age as His Highness, so you must help us vent our anger. If worse comes to worst, I, He Zhonghu, will personally carry you down the mountain. "
Turning his head to look at this large group of Beiliang's most powerful officials, Kou Jianghuai, who had just arrived in Beiliang, felt his mouth twitch. For a moment, he was not used to it. In Guangling Dao, whether it was in his early years at Shangyin Academy or later in Da Chu's court, there would never be a scene like this where old men ganged up to trick a young junior. While he felt that it was ridiculous and funny, Kou Jianghuai also felt an irrepressible emotion in his heart. Perhaps it could be described as intense passion. Among these old men, there was the number one general of the old Southern Tang, Ancestor Gu, the partridge Zhou Kang, He Zhonghu, who had defeated forty thousand Later Sui infantry with eight thousand cavalry, and Chen Yunchui, who always put on his armor and charged into battle! Behind the four deputy commanders of the Beiliang Frontier Army were the Administrator Li Gongde and the Deputy Administrator Song Dongming, dressed in civil official robes, and Huang Shang, who had the reputation of being the "conscience" of the Lianyang Imperial Censor. Other than them, Kou Jianghuai recognized the Liangzhou Provincial Governor Tian Peifang, the Youzhou Provincial Governor Hu Kui, the Youzhou Provincial Governor Hu Kui, the Lingzhou Deputy General Han Laoshan, and the others, based on their official robes and decorations. It was a pity that Kou Jianghuai never got to see the commander of the Beiliang cavalry, White Bear Yuan Zuozong, or the infantry commander, Yan Wenluan. Of course, he didn't get to see the Yu family's proudest weapon, Yu Luan Dao. Kou Jianghuai couldn't help but feel some regret.
One had to know that when Kou Jianghuai was studying at the Shangyin Academy, he had spent countless nights reading through Great Ancestor Gu's Theory of War and deducing the classic battles created by Zhou Kang, He Zhonghu, Chen Yunchui, and the others. It was soul-stirring, enough to go with wine!
Kou Jianghuai saw that there were twenty to thirty generals standing behind them. Most of them were relatively young, around thirty-four years old. They should be the high-ranking military officers with real power after Beiliang's reform.
For some reason, Kou Jianghuai couldn't help but stand up and salute these people with cupped fists.
He Zhonghu was the first to return the salute. After that, everyone else also smiled and cupped their fists.
Kou Jianghuai inadvertently discovered that even a scholar like Tian Peifang didn't hesitate when he cupped his fists with the generals.
Then, everyone went up the building and looked down at the city.
As time passed, they gradually dispersed. By noon, only Hsu Fengnian, Xu Beizhi, and Kou Jianghuai were left, as well as the two young Tiger Kui that were jumping around Hsu Fengnian. In the end, Xu Beizhi also went out of the building to Song Dongming's half-waist official residence to discuss matters. Kou Jianghuai, who had nothing to do, also followed him down the mountain and went to the Tide-listening Pavilion to enjoy the scenery. Hsu Fengnian was waiting for a group of people in the building. There were five of them: Xu Yanbing, a family of three, and a Beimang youth. Hsu Fengnian looked at the Beimang martial grandmaster who already looked like a commoner from Li Yang. His expression was complicated, and he said, "It really is you." It was the middle-aged man from Huyan Temple. He grinned and didn't say anything. His daughter, on the other hand, opened her eyes wide and stared hard at Hsu Fengnian, the young master she had "appointed" as her master. She raised her little head and stared at him for a long time, seemingly disappointed. She sighed like an old man and muttered, "So he's just like my father. He doesn't seem very powerful."
Xu Yanbing said calmly, "We fought twice, and there was no clear victor. For the last battle, neither he nor I were in a hurry."
Hsu Fengnian felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He smiled and said, "There's no need to be in a hurry."
Hsu Fengnian looked at Tiemu Die 'er, who was often mentioned in the spies of the Fu Shui Chamber. He looked at the ordinary sword at his waist and said with a Beimang accent, "Good sword."
Tiemu Die 'er thought it was just a polite remark and only nodded with a cold face. However, this young man's expression was still somewhat uneasy. After all, this vassal king with the strongest military force in the Li Yang Dynasty was not only the mortal enemy of Beimang, but also the martial grandmaster who had defeated Wang Xianzhi of Wu Wu City.
In the corridor outside the building, Huyan Temple supported his daughter and let her stand on the railing.
When Hsu Fengnian saw a figure, he said goodbye and went downstairs.
Xu Weixiong sat in his wheelchair and glanced at the people upstairs. He said softly, "Ten days ago, Xishu sent a message to Wutongin, asking you to go to the border of Lingzhou. I ignored it. "
Hsu Fengnian frowned and said, "He wants to see me?"
Xu Weixiong said calmly, "Right now, he, Xie Guanying, and the girl from the Spring Invitation Cottage have entered Lingzhou. He said he will wait for you at the border between Lingzhou and Liangzhou."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Then let's meet."
Xu Weixiong nodded and said, "Bring Uncle Xu and Tantai Pingjing. If Huyan Temple is willing to go with us, that would be the best. "
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said, "Mm."
During the Qingming Festival of the second year of Xiangfu, at dusk, tens of thousands of people were dressed in mourning clothes at the back of Mount Qingliang.
The King of Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian, led nearly a hundred civil and military officials, and offered wine to the Long Xiang Army who died in Liu Province, the Serenity Cavalry who died in Ji Bei and outside Hulukou, the Border Army who died in Hulukou in Hulukou, and the Border Army who died in Hulukou in Hulukou.
In the forest of steles, there were three hundred thousand nameless steles, and thirty-six thousand eight hundred and seventy-two names were written on them.
In the night, wishing lanterns rose slowly in the city of Liangzhou.
After the five riders left the city, Hsu Fengnian stopped his horse and looked back. He took off his wine pot and drank a mouthful.
One year later, how many people in the Beiliang Border Army would not be able to drink this wine?
A few years later, how many of the millions of people in Beiliang would miss this Green Ant Wine before they died?
At this moment, the scene in Hsu Fengnian's eyes was like fire spirits rising in the city.
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