Hsu Fengnian and Xu Yanbing quietly left the team early. Under the guidance of a spy from the Whisk Room, they came to a slope seven or eight miles northwest of the new city.
Occasionally, a group of crossbowmen would pass by in the distance. Compared to the past, there were one or two more cavalrymen in light armor who did not carry a cold saber or light crossbow. These people were the Jianghu people who had been selected by the border army of Liangzhou and the Whispering Room. According to the confidential military files of the Huaiyang Pass Protectorate, more than 200 Jianghu experts from the Central Plains had been secretly recruited into the border army. This was undoubtedly a timely supplement for the crossbowmen in the border army who often died in a battle on a narrow path. After all, in the first battle of Liangmang, the Northern Liang scouts had suffered a great loss.
When Hsu Fengnian saw the figure of a man and two horses on the top of the slope, he did not let Xu Yanbing follow him. He turned over and dismounted from the horse alone and led it forward. That tall and sturdy figure that was still sitting on the ground on the hillside didn't stand up to welcome the young vassal king's arrival either. He only raised his head and narrowed his eyes as he looked at this young man who was currently viewed as a heaven class great demon by Northern Mang.
Hsu Fengnian loosened the reins and patted the back of the horse. The horse from Beiliang's Xianli Ranch stepped lightly on the horse's hooves and went to look for horse grass alone.
Hsu Fengnian smiled and asked, "Senior, why did you come back to Beiliang this time?"
The old man who was addressed as' Senior 'was wearing a thick and heavy mink coat. When he stood up, a series of clattering noises could be heard, revealing two thick iron chains. Hanging from his waist were two hiltless sabers with an astonishing aura. The old man stretched out his palms that were the size of praying mats and patted his buttocks. Instantly, the dust scattered in all directions. He grinned and said, "Little Xu, I heard that after you ran back from the Northern Mang, your martial cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. You even killed Wang Xianzhi? After that, Tuoba Bodhisattva, Đồng Thái, Cao Changqing, and the other three Great Grandmasters, you also defeated them all? You are in the limelight now. I am not convinced, so I came from Beimang and Hexi to fight with you. What do you think? "
Hsu Fengnian looked around and then suddenly ran to the tall old man's side in a flattering manner. He rubbed the old man's shoulders and said, "Senior Chu, Old Immortal Chu, Master Chu … Are you tired after such a long journey? Do you want to drink wine and eat meat? "
The old man surnamed Chu calmly accepted the King of Beiliang's flattery. He did not have the domineering attitude he had when he came to cause trouble. He smiled and looked at the guy he had watched grow up with his own eyes. "It looks like you were really injured in Great Peace City. Otherwise, with your arrogance, you would have already turned against me and fought with me for hundreds of rounds."
Hsu Fengnian said angrily, "A starving camel is still bigger than a horse. Senior, don't be so shameless. If I accidentally beat you down and you ran back to Beimang in a fit of pique and delayed Helian Wuwei's important task, who would I cry to?"
The old man blew his beard and glared. He pressed his hands on his saber and was about to fight. Unfortunately, the young man was shameless and allowed him to beat and scold him. The old man with snow-white hair sighed and shook his shoulders. He refused the young man's insincere kneading. "You are so cunning. That's right, it was Helian Wuwei who asked me to come to Beiliang. There are two things, one good news and one bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
Hsu Fengnian said with a smile, "Let's hear the bad news first. It's only sweet when you eat sugar cane."
The old man who had been trapped at the bottom of Tidehark Lake for many years said in a deep voice, "Helian Wuwei and I are both guests of the Big Idea branch of Beimang's Princess Tomb. I didn't hide it from you last time. However, so many years have passed, and we no longer care about the Princess Tomb. Even Luo Yang has gone to Mount Zhulu. It's said that Little Idea with Half Face Makeup was slapped to death by Huyan Daguan. Therefore, whether it's me or Helian Wuwei, we are both here to pay our debts. Once this matter is settled, we will go our separate ways in the future …"
Hsu Fengnian rolled his eyes and said, "Alright, alright. Let's get down to business. This King has a myriad of affairs to attend to every day. What he worries about is the general trend of the world …"
In the end, Hsu Fengnian didn't fight back after being slapped by the old man. It was as if he didn't have such thoughts at all. He only touched his head, which didn't make him look very handsome. Instead, he touched a lot of fine sand. It was a bleak scene to ride a horse in the Northwest Great Desert.
After the old man scolded him jokingly, he stopped smiling and said with a rare solemn tone, "This bad news isn't small at all. Have you heard of the Beimang Princess Qingluan? Her public identity is Fan Bainu. When you were still Beiliang's His Royal Highness, this woman had been flirting with Chen Zhibao for a long time. In fact, to be precise, she should be called Yelu Bainu. She's a true member of the Beimang Royal Family. She has a feud with the old woman surnamed Murong for killing her father. In the past, she could only endure the humiliation to survive. Now, it's different. After such a big defeat, the old woman's two trusted subordinates, the Taiping Commandant and Dong Zhuo, are respectively in Norland and Southern Dynasties. They're not having a good time. "
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said, "This is reasonable. At that time, whether to attack Beiliang or Liao first was because they wanted to attack Gu Jiantang first. Otherwise, the old woman wouldn't have let Tuoba Bodhisattva lead hundreds of thousands of elite cavalry to patrol the grasslands of Norland before the Battle of Liang Mang. In the end, it was to suppress those 'Yelu Princes' and the grassland tyrants. If this time they successfully took down Beiliang, it would be fine. They would be able to conquer the Central Plains soon. Even if it was painful, they could still bear it. But since they didn't even enter Beiliang, it's a different matter. No one would be willing to die without any gains, especially those Beimang barbarians who have been used to plundering the borders and returning with great gains for hundreds of years. "
The old man glanced at the calm young man and wanted to say something but stopped. He curled his lips and gave up on the digression. Instead, the old man continued the previous topic and said, "The ambitious Yelu Dongchuang returned to Beimang. This kid couldn't have caused any trouble, but he had a good grandfather, Yelu Hongcai, who had followed Beimang for three dynasties. This old man could really be called an old man. When the Holy Sect Yelu Wenshu burped, Yelu Hongcai, as one of the six people in front of the Emperor's bed, was ranked last. He wasn't a big shot. When Shenzong died, there were five people, and he was ranked third. When the former Emperor of Beimang was tortured to death by the old woman, there were five people in Beimang who were important ministers. Xu boy, do you know who they were?"
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "General Yelu Shulie, a remnant of the Central Plains, Xu Huainan, Tuoba Bodhisattva, and Murong Baoding. It was clear that Yelu Shulie was already quite old at the time, only able to barely obtain a seat as the leader of the Northern Mang Army's older generation. Meanwhile, Xu Huainan and Tuoba Bodhisattva, one civil, one military, were both trusted aides personally promoted by the old woman. As for Murong Baoding, there was even less of a need to talk about it. One could tell just by looking at the surname. In that case, Yelu Hongcai, the only trusted aide of the Northern Mang Old Emperor, had to use his own strength to shelter the entire Yelu Family. However, in the past ten years or so, other than quarreling with Dong Zhuo when he was drawing ashes to discuss official business, the old man had almost never made a sound out of the Norland. Without a backbone, the Yelu Princes and the Prairie Warden were naturally greatly disappointed with this old man. "
The old man sighed and said, "Helian Wuwei privately told me that this time, the Yelu of Beimang had finally banded together and allowed that Princess Qingluan to quietly enter the Central Plains of Liyang. They must have drawn a big pie for Chen Zhibao, a big pie as big as the sky!"
Hsu Fengnian frowned and said, "Will Chen Zhibao agree?"
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