After confirming that Wang Sui was the stabilizing force of Beimang's eastern front, Hsu Fengnian looked calm, but his heart was in turmoil. This news was too shocking, no less shocking than the news that Shangyin Academy's Qi Yanglong had entered the capital and become the Minister of Imperial Command. The Central Plains had sunk, and countless heroes had been washed away by the waves. They had either been loyal to their country, fled from the world, or entered the Liyang Temple with the bad reputation of being a slave of two surnames. Many others had concealed their names, living in the forests and the alleys of the city. Wang Mingyin, the world's eleventh most famous general, Gu Da Zu, the Crown Prince of Western Shu, Su Su and Lu Xiufu, who had fled to Beimang, and the only orphan of the Ji Province's Han Family, who had become a bandit in Beimang, were all like this. If Hsu Fengnian had not entered Jianghu and stirred up a storm, they might have remained like this, day after day, year after year, in small mud ponds, never to be seen by the world again. Wang Sui's comeback, his sudden appearance after twenty years of hibernation, was undoubtedly the most prominent, especially since he had chosen Beimang, which would inevitably have a huge and far-reaching impact on the world's situation. Because this distinguished and elegant Prince Consort of Dongyue, one of the four famous generals of the Spring and Autumn Period, was the most superb at commanding troops, and was best at defeating powerful enemies with a small number of troops. He was the Qi in the "Chu Yue Qi Zheng" of the Spring and Autumn Period, and truly stood shoulder to shoulder with the military master Ye Baikui. As a matter of fact, Xu Xiao, who had not been conferred the title of King at that time, was known for his invincible Iron Cavalry of the Xu family. His personal deployment of troops and generals could not be mentioned in the same breath as Ye Baikui and Wang Sui. Regarding this, Xu Xiao had never concealed it in front of his children. Ren Tu, who rarely praised people of the same generation, had never concealed his admiration for Wang Sui. Even Li Yishan had said that if Ye Baikui, who considered himself the teacher of the King's Way, was replaced by Wang Sui, who was good at sneak attacks, who liked to move troops on a large scale, who was good at maneuvering, and who never fought with his back against the wall, the Xu family's troops and horses would not be able to complete the encirclement at the Battle of the Western Wall.
It was a great misfortune that Wang Sui was in Beimang. Fortunately, Wang did not appear in Liang Mang's battlefield, but was in the eastern front to contain Gu Jianghu's three hundred thousand Liao Border Army.
There was also a son-in-law of the Emperor's son-in-law, surnamed Wang., and a son-in-law of the Emperor of Emperor's. Coincidentally, a son-in-law of Wang.. there was a son-in-law, son-in-law of a certain city, surnamed Wang's's.. a, a son-in-law of a's.. . Wang Xianzhi and Wang Sui. One was a Jianghu grandmaster who never cared about the prosperity or decline of the imperial court. The other was a prince consort with real power who rested on a beauty's knee when he was sober.
Seeing Hsu Fengnian fall into silence and become more and more serious, Jiang Ni calmly said, "Back then, when we were traveling in Beimang, Uncle Cao and I visited Wang Sui. Uncle Cao advised Wang Sui that he could work for Da Chu, but he was rejected. Wang Sui said that Dongyue's loss to Liyang was due to the general trend and not because of war. As for the destruction of Dongyue, there was no knot in his heart that couldn't be untied. However, losing to Gu Jianghu was his second greatest humiliation, after losing to Wang Xianzhi when he was young. He wanted to fight with Gu Jianghu again under the circumstances of equal military strength and power."
Hsu Fengnian muttered to himself, "You're already in your sixties, how can you still be so childish? Military affairs are not child's play. You punched me today, so I'll kick you again tomorrow. " Jiang Ni had a strange expression. "Wang Sui mentioned you before. After he heard that you were practicing the saber, he made a bet with Uncle Cao. Wang Sui bet that you would definitely become a martial arts grandmaster in the future."
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "What's there to bet on? Isn't it obvious that it's a done deal? Your uncle is also willing to place a bet. Isn't he just a spendthrift who is willing to spread wealth? What's the bet? "
Jiang Ni said unhappily, "Uncle Cao didn't say that you couldn't become a grandmaster. He only put your achievements at the same level as his own. However, Wang Sui said that you could fight with Wang Xianzhi."
Hsu Fengnian touched his prickly stubble that hadn't been shaved for more than half a year. "Wang Sui has a unique foresight. If there's a chance, I'll definitely treat this old fellow to a drink. Just based on his foresight, I'll toast him three big cups first."
Jiang Ni smiled for the first time. "Do you know why Wang Sui thought so highly of you when you were just a first-tier Vajra Realm martial artist?"
Hsu Fengnian couldn't guess what Wang Sui, a thousand-year-old tortoise, was thinking. He casually replied, "Appearance?"
Jiang Ni seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and was speechless.
Hsu Fengnian was astonished. "Wang Sui really judged people based on appearance?"
Jiang Ni was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk anymore.
Hsu Fengnian started to ponder on it. "Wang Sui was born in a noble family. When he was young, he abandoned all restraints and was a chivalrous person. He only turned over a new leaf when he was 20 years old. He had only practiced martial arts for five years and was proficient in all kinds of martial arts. His swordsmanship was especially outstanding. Even Sword Pool's Song Nianqing and Chai Qingshan had praises for him. When Wang Sui was young, he was also publicly recognized as a handsome man in Dongyue. Those ladies with outstanding backgrounds in the imperial court all liked to call him Sandalwood. In that case, he is a kindred spirit like me. No wonder, no wonder … "
Jiang Ni couldn't help but want to kick. Hsu Fengnian had expected this and turned his head to glare. Probably because she was used to being bullied in her early years, even though she was a female sword immortal who could travel thousands of miles in the wind, she still instinctively pulled her foot back. Hsu Fengnian was still angry. "Speak, who did you learn this from? Cao Changqing or Old Grand Preceptor Sun Xiji? "
Jiang Ni's face was cold as she muttered, "Why do you care?!"
Hsu Fengnian rubbed his butt. That kick in the small alley not long ago had destroyed the air of an expert that he had worked so hard to cultivate. His face was suddenly filled with anger as he snorted strangely. "I heard that there is a young pretty boy in your West Chu temple. His surname is Song, and he is so famous that even in Great Peace City, it is said that his face is white, his appearance is beautiful, and he is as solemn as the wind under the pine trees, tall and gentle. Many people have nothing better to do and say that this guy often travels the mountains and rivers and is mistaken by the village woodcutter as an immortal who has come down to the mortal world. Even Qi Yanglong praised him in front of Zhao Zhuan, saying that the one surnamed Song has outstanding literary talent. Among the young scholars in the world, his poems and essays are like the dragon in the dragon palace. Only this person has obtained a pearl, the rest are just the claws of a dragon. So now, Li Yang has the saying of 'Dragon and Phoenix Poise', which is to say this guy's literary talent and … "
Jiang Ni pretended to be confused and interrupted Hsu Fengnian's chatter. "I have heard of the 'Dragon and Phoenix Poise'. As for Song Maolin, he is the youngest Hanlin scholar in the history of Da Chu. If it wasn't for Uncle Cao, he would also be the youngest Chessman waiting for the imperial decree. But as for 'Dragon and Phoenix Poise', 'Northern Xu and Southern Song', or Song Maolin's essays reflecting the beauty of so-and-so, I don't know anything about them."
Hsu Fengnian laughed angrily. "That pretty boy dares to be ranked with me? I can take down a thousand Song Maolins with one hand. Didn't he just write a careless declaration? I think it's just that. Immortal my ass! "
Jiang Ni still had that innocent look in her eyes. "So it's like this. If I remember correctly, Grand Preceptor Sun once praised him for writing a declaration that was equivalent to 100,000 soldiers."
Then she lowered her head and started counting with her fingers. "Li Yang's Secretary Qi Yanglong said that his literary talent is good, and he has the style of an immortal. Tantanon said that this person's imperial examination writing skills are not inferior to Sun Yin's. The Imperial College's Left Chancellor Yao Baifeng said that he is' knowledgeable and reasonable. 'In addition, our Da Chu's Grand Preceptor Sun said that his declaration writing is imposing. Uncle Cao said that his chess skills are only slightly inferior to Fan Zhanghou's. Out of the ten most knowledgeable people in the world, five of them said good things about him. Let me count again, there seems to be …"
Hsu Fengnian rolled her eyes. "Stop, stop. That pretty boy only has a little bit of fame in the scholarly world. Look at your so-called so-and-so again?"
Jiang Ni deliberately looked left and right, but she didn't look at Hsu Fengnian. "Who is it? Where is it? Why can't I see it? "
Hsu Fengnian stretched out his hand and gently pressed Jiang Ni's forehead, not allowing her to shake her head.
Jiang Ni slapped his hand away and said disdainfully, "Are you bored? Why are you concerned about a scholar from Guangling who is far away on the horizon? Beimang's million-strong army is pressing on Beiliang's border. Can you take care of them all? "
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