Chang Sui said loudly, "Why write poems for the dead? It's better to die here and leave your last words!"
Sima Can said softly, "Second Martial Brother is really drunk."
Xu Huang suddenly stood up and raised a cup of wine. He looked at Hsu Fengnian and said, "To Gourd Mouth of Youzhou! To Tiger Head City of Liangzhou! To Qingcang City of Liuzhou! A toast to the Prince! "
Sima Can, Liu Duanmao, and Jin Baoshi also stood up and raised their cups.
Hsu Fengnian stood up and said softly, "I don't deserve this toast. You can all drink a toast to the Beiliang who has lived up to his name for the Central Plains for twenty years."
In the end, Sima Can was so drunk that he had to look for a cup under the table. Chang Sui also sang at the top of his voice, but he was humming in the dialect of his hometown that no one could understand. Xu Huang also couldn't escape this calamity. This beautiful bearded man, who valued elegance the most, drank until his beard was covered in wine. Even Jin Baoshi, who drank the least, drank until his cheeks turned red. This made Hsu Fengnian, who drank the most but was still sober, feel a little embarrassed. One time, when he pulled Sima Can out from under the table, he looked up and saw the woman with smiling eyes. Hsu Fengnian blushed and said, "I'm the only one who isn't drunk. It's a bit of a bummer."
The drunk Xu Xiao squinted his eyes and smiled. He was already tongue-tied. "I heard from the teacher that before the Great General was conferred the title of Prince, you came to the capital to confer a reward. After the court was dismissed, you knocked on the hat of a big shot from the Ministry of War and said that I, Xu Xiao, only had six to seven hundred men. In your eyes, I'm not even worth a fart! When I have six to seven thousand men in my hands, whether I can see you or not depends on your mood. When I have sixty to seventy thousand men in my hands, you call me brother on the surface, but behind my back, you still call me a stupid old ruffian. In the end, I accidentally gained control of two to three hundred thousand soldiers and destroyed six countries. I even killed four emperors. What do you think? Today, I will call you Elder Brother, but do you dare to accept … Haha, Great General, oh Great General, as a martial artist of the younger generation, I, Xu Huang, also hope to be able to gallop on the battlefield like you, and settle my grudges as I please! "
Hsu Fengnian saw the questioning gaze from the Treasury Department and said helplessly in a low voice, "This is just a rumor spread by the officials of Li Yang. There's no such thing. If there really was such a thing, Xu Xiao would have bragged to me hundreds of times."
Chang Sui also went crazy from the alcohol. "The great general is indeed formidable, but how could Li Yishan, who relied on the scholar's strength to assist the great general, ultimately helping Northern Liang fight Northern Mang alone, be inferior in the slightest?! It's a pity that Li Yishan is already dead. Otherwise, I, Chang Sui, would be willing to become his errand boy. It's a pleasure to be able to chat with him! "
Liu Duanmao looked around in a daze. The wine in the cup in his hand had already spilled, but he was still muttering to himself, "Where's the wine cup? Where's the wine cup?"
Sima Can slammed the table and replied, "Isn't the cup on the ground? I saw it under the table just now!"
The half-drunk Treasury Department reached out to touch his forehead. Couldn't these brothers have a little bit of the restraint of scholars? It was fine when they were in Shangyin Academy, but why were they so unrestrained in Beiliang, a place they were unfamiliar with?
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "It seems that our Beiliang's Green Ant Wine is still the best."
At dusk, in the end, Chang Sui and the others still didn't let Xu Fengnian send them up the mountain. They supported each other as they staggered towards Ziyang Palace. However, Chang Sui didn't forget to shamelessly ask for the Northern Cold Saber from Xu Fengnian. Jin Baoshi laughed and said, "Senior Apprentice Brother definitely isn't drunk. Otherwise, every time he gets drunk, he would give people things. He definitely doesn't have the habit of asking people for things."
Chang Sui glared and said, "Senior Brother doesn't even want his life anymore. What's wrong with asking for a saber?"
Then, he immediately muttered to himself drunkenly, "I don't want to think about Sword Qi soaring into the sky. At least I, Chang Sui, can fight like a bull when drunk. Hsu Fengnian, you brat, you're not honest. Drinking depends on one's character. How can you be the only one sober when everyone is drunk? This won't do. I'll drink with you again tomorrow. Today's because my junior brothers and sisters were dragging us down … "
Jin Baoshi said unhappily, "Alright, alright. We'll talk about it tomorrow when you can get the money from Mount Wudang."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Then I won't see you off."
Jin Baoshi nodded and said apologetically, "Sorry about that. Senior Brother and the others are usually not like that."
Hsu Fengnian shook his head and said, "People with temperament are the easiest to deal with. Beiliang's environment is only suitable for people like that."
For some reason, Jin Baoshi slowed down his footsteps and turned to ask, "Is it really like the rumors at the border? That Dong Zhuo of Beimang ordered Qi Manor, Sword Manor, and Yue Manor to set up the three great formations, 'Chessboard', 'Sword Circle', and 'Sitting Stance'? He even ordered the hundred over Kunlun slaves of Mount Bubing to control the ballista with power equivalent to a celestial's sword. He even used the talisman formation 'One-Line Sky' of Daode Sect and the Dunhuang Flying Apsaras of the Princess's Tomb? Just to stop you from breaking the formation and advancing two hundred steps? "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "After hearing what you said, I realized that it sounded very impressive. But actually, when I was breaking through the formation, I didn't think much of it. Moreover, I had dozens of Wu Family swordsmen behind me to protect me. "
Jin Baoshi whispered, "I see."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and didn't say anything.
The woman turned around gently and said with a light voice, "Look at yourself, look at your family, look at your hometown, look at your country, look at your country, and look at the world. Look at everything one by one, leisurely and carefree. "
Hsu Fengnian frowned and fell into deep thought.
As dusk approached, Hsu Fengnian returned to the front of the straw hut and cleaned up the mess. He moved the tables and chairs back into the house and then went to the back of the house to look at the vegetable garden.
After squatting in front of the house for a while, he returned to the house and lit an oil lamp. He casually picked a martial arts manual that he had taken from the armory back then and slowly flipped through it. Late at night, Hsu Fengnian put down the book and walked out of the house.
In the eyes of Tantai Pingjing and the other Qi Refinement Warriors, Great Peace City was rich with the aura of the king. Xiang Fan City was eerie with the aura of ghosts. Gangnam-do was elegant and bleak.
Beiliang men couldn't compose frontier poems. Beiliang women also didn't have such grievances.
Death was death.
Hsu Fengnian looked up at the night sky.
A general's success was built on ten thousand corpses. What Xu Xiao owed to Chun Qiu, I'll repay. Xu Xiao spent his entire life in the military. As a general, he could only kill people. There was no right or wrong. But no matter how many people he killed in the Central Plains, I, as his son, had to save that many people.
And what I, Hsu Fengnian, owe the three hundred thousand cavalrymen and Beiliang citizens, I might not be able to repay in this lifetime.
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