The young vassal king's words interrupted this Grand Secretary Zhang's daydreaming. "Zhang Longjing, when my Beiliang Cavalry returns, will there be any problems with Zhang Family following us into Beiliang? If there are any difficulties, you can raise them right now. Preparing for a rainy day is always better than being flustered when the time comes. Also, I'll say the ugly words first. Even if Beiliang Cavalry goes to Guangling Dao Battlefield, as long as they remain in the Central Plains, normally speaking, no one will dare touch your Zhang Family. However, if you don't move into Liang, your entire family will be in a grim situation of enemies on all sides. Don't expect old friends to remember old friendships. When the time comes, even if the imperial court doesn't say anything, the local government and local troops will be moved. That is why if there are young disciples in your family who feel lucky, it's best if you explain things clearly to them. If they don't understand, you have to make them understand even if you have to fight them. Of course, just like the previous sixteen families, I can guarantee that after Zhang Family moves into Beiliang's territory, I don't dare say that your life will be more comfortable than your original place, but it definitely won't be that much worse. Regardless of whether it is the civil or martial path, Beiliang will open its doors wide. I've already spoken to Chu Lushan and Song Dongming, the government and military will squeeze out fifty or so positions for you. After splitting it up, each family will be able to get at least three positions, the lowest official position will still be a Secondary Rank Five official. "
When he spoke up to here, Hsu Fengnian said in self-mockery, "Secondary Rank Five, even if it is a bit higher, for your county's influential families, it is indeed a bit shabby. That is why I can also privately promise you that if it isn't Lingzhou's local troops, but rather the border army outside the pass, the official rank can be a level higher. If it isn't Liangzhou's government, but Liuzhou's yamen, it can also be an extra level higher. Liang Mang's second great battle is about to begin, the pros and cons of this, you all can decide for yourselves. "
Zhang Longjing was just about to say something when Hsu Fengnian suddenly turned around to look at this old soldier who hadn't forgotten about the Xu Family for twenty years. He first said, "Including your Five Color County's Zhang Family, my Beiliang Cavalry's journey here, a total of seventeen families, all of you didn't hesitate to take the risk of being executed. I, Hsu Fengnian, am extremely grateful to you all, I will also do my best to defeat Beiliang so that you won't have any worries.
Zhang Longjing was speechless, his expression complicated.
The Zhang family had been in Five Color County and even in the entire state for many years. This time, as the head of the family, he had insisted on doing things his own way. In the future, there would definitely be a fierce backlash from both inside and outside the family. However, in the end, the Zhang family had nowhere to go in Liyang. It was no longer a matter of whether they could live comfortably or not. If they wanted to live, they could only retreat step by step into Beiliang's territory. Recently, Zhang Longjing had often asked himself. The Zhang family's descendants were starting a new family in a completely unfamiliar place. Even if the young vassal king and Beiliang officials were willing to open a back door and let the younger generation of the family take a shortcut, it was hard to say whether it would go smoothly or not, and whether it would go far or near.
The old spy Song Shanshui was also speechless. After all, compared to Zhang Longjing, who only lived in a remote corner, he wanted to know more inside stories. In fact, after the Beiliang cavalry left the vassal king's territory, there were not 17 families who were supported by the Fu Shui House along the way, but 24. The four families in Hezhou and Ji Zhou all stepped forward without hesitation and completely broke with the imperial court. However, as they went further south, there were people who began to change their minds. For example, there were two families in the northern part of Gangnam-do. One of them was an old soldier of the Xu family, whose previous head had passed away many years ago. This time, they chose to pretend to be deaf and mute. Later, that family even secretly contacted Zhao Gou through the government, trying to draw a clear line with Beiliang. The old head of the latter family was still alive. After that, six more families successively made similar choices. Song Shanshui believed that the further away they were from Beiliang, the more treacherous families would choose to protect themselves. However, what Song Shanshui found strange was that the Fu Shui House did not make any moves. Originally, the old spy thought that they would deal with this group of white-eyed wolves in the future. However, after following the new Prince Liang tonight and hearing with his own eyes, the ruthless old spy suddenly felt a little uncertain. His intuition told him that it was more likely that they would mind their own business from now on.
Song Shanshui, who used to be a scout, felt a little regretful. He felt aggrieved for Beiliang. However, the old spy was not disappointed in Beiliang, especially that young man. Song Shanshui felt a little familiar with this young vassal king who was like thunder in Liyang.
Not to mention the soldiers who had died on the battlefield, when had General Xu Xiao ever mistreated anyone who was still alive? When had he ever haggled over every little thing? In all these years, there were as many vassal families as there were hairs on a cow in Beiliang. There were many hedonistic sons who did evil. Until the General passed away, he did not touch these vermin and these families. He only did his best to build the Beiliang Frontier Army, an elite force that guarded the gate. He patrolled the border time and time again. He more or less ignored the foul atmosphere in Lingzhou behind him. In the end, he kept that promise he made in the past. "When I, Xu Xiao, obtain riches and honor, I will ensure that the old brothers under me will enjoy the riches and honor with me!"
Was it that if Liang Mang did not fight, the new Prince Liang, Hsu Fengnian, would not make such a big fuss in Lingzhou's officialdom?
Originally, the old spy was very curious about this matter, but now he could not bring himself to ask.
As for whether the Beiliang cavalry would go south to the Central Plains next time, and whether the new Prince Liang had any thoughts of sitting on the dragon throne. For some reason, the old spy did not even want to think about it.
In the following conversation between the new Prince Liang and Commander Yuan, the two old men learned that not only did the Ji Zhou army go south to stop them, the twenty thousand Shu elites also left Shu to chase east. Moreover, the Jingan Road in the Central Plains seemed to be ready to make a move.
Once a battle broke out, the person who was truly responsible for stopping the Beiliang cavalry, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, Xu Gong, would definitely choose a place that was not conducive to the formation of the cavalry.
In Zhang Longjing's eyes, the Liyang imperial court was inviting him into a trap.
Zhang Longjing could not help but be worried. After all, he had been far away from the Xu family for twenty years.
He had not even seen Liangzhou's Hutou City, Youzhou's Gourd City, or Liuzhou's Qingcang City.
For the first time, the old spy took the initiative to chat with Zhang Longjing. He lowered his voice and asked, "Are you afraid?"
Zhang Longjing, whose thoughts were exposed, did not become angry. He only sighed and said, "I'm not afraid, I'm just worried. I'm worried that the tiger will fall to the plains."
The old spy sneered and said, "The tiger will be bullied by dogs? When the tiger roars in the Central Plains, how can dogs bark?! "
Zhang Longjing was resentful.
Suddenly, the young Lord's gentle voice came from the front, "Old Song, I accept your flattery, but I can't guarantee that you will be promoted in the Fu Shui Chamber. That is Chu Lushan's territory. His words are more effective than mine."
The old spy, who was used to not showing his emotions, laughed.
Zhang Longjing turned his head and glared at the old bastard who tricked him, "Surnamed Song, don't think that I will invite you to drink again in this lifetime!"
The old spy, who did not look impressive, replied softly, "I will stay here for the rest of my life. Even if you, Grand Secretary Zhang, want to invite me, you can't."
Zhang Longjing asked curiously, "Why not?"
The old spy twitched the corner of his mouth, "I'm old. If I stay in the Central Plains and rely on the little experience I have accumulated, it might be useful. If I go to the battlefield outside the Great Wall, I can't afford to lose face. I'm afraid that the young people of the Beiliang Frontier Army will look down on the old soldiers of the Xu family. "
Zhang Longjing was speechless and could only sigh.
Suddenly, the old spy raised his voice and shouted, "Your highness, may I flatter you one more time?"
The young Lord turned his head and said with a smile, "Just say it. But if you say it, there will be no reward."
The old man straightened his back slightly. The spy who hadn't used his real name for twenty years reported the three words that he had almost forgotten. He said, "If I, Song Hetian, could be twenty years younger, I would follow His Highness to kill the barbarians! Just like when I followed the general to the battlefield, every time I went to the battlefield, I only had one thought. When I died in the battle, I would be surrounded by my fellow soldiers, and there would be brothers who survived to help me.
Hsu Fengnian continued to ride the horse forward.
But Yuan Zuozong slowly slowed down, took off the saber at his waist, threw it over and said with a smile, "Old Song, the prince has already sent out a lot of new cold sabers. He didn't bring any with him this time. Just take it as a gift for the prince."
The old spy caught the cold saber that killed 300,000 Beiliang barbarians outside the Beimang Pass and said with a bright smile, "Commander Yuan, I don't want the saber. I don't need it for a spy who can't see the light of day. It's not suitable to keep it."
Zhang Longjing was confused and wondered, "Then why are you holding it so tightly?"
The old spy carefully hung the saber at his waist.
An old soldier with a new saber.
The old man said in a deep voice, "Let me, an old soldier, hang the cold saber for ten miles!"
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