Even Hsu Fengnian, whose eloquence was unrivalled under the heavens, was left speechless.
Finally, Sima Can could not help but laugh heartily. This silly girl truly had a tacit understanding of each other. She had unknowingly delivered a fatal blow to her opponent.
With a face full of curiosity, the young girl asked a question that many of the people present wanted to know the answer to. "Why did that Beimang cavalry run away without fighting?"
Hsu Fengnian replied with a deadpan expression, "I don't know either. I only said one sentence to them."
Knowing that it was most likely a trap, Sima Can and Jin Baoshi blurted out at the same time, "Don't ask."
However, Han Guoxiu impatiently asked, "What did you say?"
Hsu Fengnian replied, "I told them that it was getting late and that Liu Gui told them to return home and start cooking."
Han Guoxiu stared blankly for a moment. With round eyes, she asked, "Are those northern barbarians idiots? They really believed that? "
Hsu Fengnian smiled mischievously and nodded. "That's right. They really believed it."
Sima Can covered his forehead with his hand. This silly girl! You haven't even climbed out of the first trap, yet you've already jumped into the second one at lightning speed.
Jin Baoshi felt extreme disgust towards this fellow who liked to act mysterious with his mouth full of oil. In a cold voice, he asked, "Is it fun?"
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said no more.
In order for your group to travel in a carefree manner and deal with Zhao Gou's death soldiers, twenty-six people from Beiliang's Fu Shui Room have already died. More than half of them died outside of Beiliang's borders.
This time, Han Guzi was leading his troops west into Liangliang. As a remnant of Northern Han whose entire family had perished in the flames of war, Yu Songyang naturally would not accompany him. Chang Sui, the famous poet and writer, was the only disciple of Han Guzi who did not enter Beiliang's territory. He was clad in a green robe, wielding a sword and a wine pot, and went to Ji Bei in an elegant manner. Of the three Jianghu masters, apart from the "Stele Breaker" Song Xinsheng, who was Han Guzi's best friend, Qi Zihu, who carried the famous saber "Forbidden Fire", was a chivalrous man. The young man at the tail of the caravan, Lu Shouwen, had an extraordinary background. He came from the Huiji Lu Clan, which was ranked third among the clans in the world that Li Yang had recently set. Although Lu Shouwen was born of a concubine, the Lu Clan had always valued both civil and martial arts. Lu Shouwen, who had attained the cultivation of third rank before the age of thirty, was naturally a favored figure of the clan. The spy report from the Fu Shui Fang mentioned that this person, like Liu Duanmao, liked the woman named Jin Baoshi, but this was not the main point. The main point was that Lu Shouwen was most likely a double agent. On the surface, he was under Zhao Yi's Guangling Spring Snow Building, but in secret, he might be a spy from Nanjiang Road. Along the way, Lu Shouwen had risked his life to kill three Zhao Gou masters. Once he returned, he would not be able to live in peace. It could be said that he was an infatuated type who did not love the country but the beauty.
For some reason, Han Guzi suddenly had a strange idea. He said that he wanted to try the feeling of riding a horse in the west wind. Song Xinsheng, Xu Huang, and the others could not persuade him. Han Guxiu, who wanted to see the world in chaos, clapped her hands and cheered. She taught the worried Jin Baoshi a lesson. With the help of the sweaty Sima Can, the old man finally got on the horse. Hsu Fengnian had no choice but to move closer to prevent the old man from falling off the horse. Fortunately, the old man did not seem to have any intention of urging his horse forward. He rode side by side with Xu Fengnian, while Xu Huang carefully guarded him on the other side. The old man, who was swaying on the horse's back, laughed and said, "It's true that this old man is young and wild, but it's a pity that I don't have the money to wear that brocade hat and marten coat. I haven't touched a saddle in the past few decades, and I don't even have the luxury of riding a horse. Thinking back to the aggressive manner of those Beimang barbarians just now, I'm really ashamed. I've read books and taught books for most of my life. The number of students and unofficial disciples I've taught is at least twenty. In the end, even including the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, Xu Gong, who is already on the border between the two Liao countries, I don't think anyone has ever killed a Beimang barbarian with their own hands. "
The old man sadly murmured, "Not a single one."
Hsu Fengnian said with a smile, "Yes, there is."
The old man nodded and said, "Yes, I'm old and muddle-headed. That girl Xu led the famous Beiliang cavalry straight into Beimang's hinterland. At that time in Shangyin Academy, her fellow disciples stole a lot of jars of wine from me. The next day, they all reeked of alcohol and were disgraceful. As for me, I just pretended not to see it. Haha, at that time, even Yu Songyang was no exception. It's said that he almost fell asleep during the lecture. Therefore, what the Great General did back then was right. What you did was even better. Otherwise, with half of my neck buried in the yellow earth, I wouldn't have risked universal condemnation to make this trip. "
Hsu Fengnian said, "Old Mister, you're risking universal condemnation."
The old man said apologetically, "Although you didn't say it, I still have to apologize to you and your Beiliang. This old man only did it on a whim, but many people were killed because of it. In the end, it was like going on a spring vacation. I just patted my butt and left. I couldn't help you at all. For the sake of my reputation, I didn't even get to see that girl Xu even once when I was already at your doorstep. "
Hsu Fengnian said softly, "The scholars of Shangyin Academy can't withstand the torment of wind and rain. Old Mister didn't do anything wrong. Whether or not the warriors of Beiliang can defend the northwest, this world still needs scholars to govern. Maybe one day, we'll need them to walk out of the library, put down their books, and step forward bravely in front of the flood of horses' hooves. "
Jinbao Room, who was behind the three riders, had actually been listening attentively. After hearing these words, she was a little surprised. She had to admit that she had a new level of respect for him. She couldn't help but raise her head and stare at the back of the rider. He was travel-worn and wore very ordinary clothes. He carried a cotton bag on his back. He didn't have the cold knives and light crossbows that Beiliang's roaming cavalry were equipped with. If it was the son of a general like Northern Liang, which was as numerous as the hairs on an ox, it didn't seem like it. Although many of the descendants of Northern Liang generals had joined the army, she really couldn't think of a young person in Liuzhou who was so "special" to be able to chat calmly with her teacher. Could it be the Han clan strategist Chen Xiliang who was unknown in Jiangnan but had risen to fame in Northern Liang?
Han Guoxiu whispered into Jinbao Room's ear, "Sister Jin, I think this guy might be that person."
Jinbao Room laughed involuntarily and shook her head. "Impossible. You don't practice martial arts. You don't know what kind of power the most outstanding Great Grandmasters in the world have. I've seen a number of first-level Great Grandmasters … "
Han Guoxiu hurriedly interrupted, "How could I not know? Isn't it just a dragon's roar, a tiger's step in the abyss, a mountain's peak? The older ones should have some immortal-like and imposing manner."
Then the girl muttered to herself, "Now that you mention it, this guy really isn't an expert. Especially when he smiles, he doesn't look like a good person. He can't even compare to Lu Shouwen, who blocked a knife for you."
In the end, Han Guoxiu sighed and said, "There's nothing I can do. I originally wanted to come to Beiliang this time to see that Hsu Fengnian. Many of our sisters in the school seem to have given themselves a bewitching potion. If I see him with my own eyes, when I go back, won't they die of envy? Haha! I've thought about it. When the time comes, I'll say that I've seen Hsu Fengnian. I'll also tell them that the guy is ten feet tall, with a strong back and a bear waist. His face is full of whiskers, and his arms are as thick as their legs! What dragon, phoenix, phoenix, Northern Xu, Southern Song? Anyway, we've seen that Song Maolin with our own eyes. He's really handsome. Other than my husband, Xie Xibian, I don't think anyone in the world can compare to Song Maolin. When I think of them hearing my description, I think of them crying in disappointment and sadness … "
The girl's little head leaned against Jinbao Room's back and she laughed to herself.
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