"The difference between each item is a few stones of grain. Many a little makes a mickle. It's already a lot."
"You really don't feel bad?"
"I don't feel bad. Ju Zi, you've asked me this question at least seven or eight times. "
"Oh, I don't know why, but every time I ask you this question, I feel quite happy. It's much better than drinking the Green Ant Wine."
"Ju Zi, you go ahead with your work. I'm going to drink the Green Ant Wine."
"I'll ask you one last time …"
"I really don't feel bad!"
"That's not it. I just want to ask, all your belongings have been ruined by me. What about the betrothal gifts for your wife?"
"Same old rules! Cucumber! Salad! "
Xu Beizhi kept the notebook and stopped his thoughts. He lifted the curtains and looked at the majestic northwestern new city.
In a chaotic world, the most worthless things were external possessions. When even human lives were worthless, what else could be valuable?
Hong Jia's journey to the north, which caused countless scholars to become homeless, had long proven this point. In the old days, the Duke and Marquis Hall flew into the homes of ordinary people. Countless priceless antiques, calligraphy, and paintings were first picked up from the mud, the toilets in the countryside, under the peddlers' tables, and under the tiles in the corners of small courtyards. It was only in the peaceful times when there was no smoke of war that they became valuable again.
Xu Beizhi originally wouldn't have sold them at such a low price. However, after the Spring Snow Building incident, the Central Plains had become chaotic. It had only been twenty years since Hong Jia's journey to the north. Most of the older generation of scholars still remembered it clearly. This group of people wouldn't buy things at such a time. No matter how cheap they were, could they be compared to things that were given for free after the war? Therefore, unless it was a rich and scholarly family that was truly obsessed with the scholarly and had a hobby of collecting, they would only come after hearing the news. It was one thing for them to come to Beiliang. Whether they could use their face and connections to buy the things they wanted was another matter. Whether the first class officials of Great 'an City who had enjoyed twenty years of prosperity on the water transport were willing to give face and open a back door was the third matter. These officials with deep backgrounds were all willing to take out grain from the rivers under their jurisdiction for the sake of money or friendship. However, after weighing the thighs of their families, whether it was enough to compete with Wen Taiyi, the Deputy Administrator of the Jingan Road and Ma Zhongxian, the Deputy Jiedushi of the Jingan Road. Whether they dared to be unafraid that these two influential border officials would hold a grudge against them was the fourth matter.
However, the most important matter was not that the cultural relics were sold cheaply or that the grain was cooled. It was that Beiliang could use this to follow the Guangling Road and infiltrate the Fish-dragon Gang and the Whispering Room into Qingzhou's Xiangfan City.
Once Hexibei City was lost, Liangzhou and Liuzhou were destined to disappear. Then, the remaining troops of Beiliang's border army would not be too helpless. Even if Chen Zhibao had already left a backup plan in Xishu to deal with the Xu family, Beiliang's cavalry would still have a way to enter the hinterland of the Central Plains.
Since this was the case, how could Xu Beizhi not be a prodigal?
However, when Xu Beizhi proposed this idea directly, the young King agreed without a second thought. This made his well-prepared speech meaningless.
In the depths of Xu Beizhi's heart, there was a hidden thought that he would not say out loud.
That was, as long as Beiliang won the second battle of Liang Mang.
Then, how could Beiliang not participate in the battle of the Central Plains?
Xu Beizhi sighed and was about to put down the curtain. A rider who was close to the carriage rode closer and asked with a smile, "Deputy Provincial Governor, why are you so anxious to enter the city?"
The person who asked was Nalan Huaiyu, a female swordsman of the Sword Tomb who was shrewish but meticulous. After all, she was a woman who had won the Rouge Award twice in a row. Although she was not young, she was still charming, especially when she was riding a horse with a sword on her back. It was indeed a beautiful scene.
Xu Beizhi asked with a smile, "Nalan Huaiyu, if I sold your sword for three or four taels of silver, would you feel sad?"
Nalan Huaiyu was confused, then she smiled sweetly and said, "Let's not talk about whether I feel sad or not, but I will definitely beat you up until your parents can't recognize you!"
Xu Beizhi smiled and said, "You haven't answered the question yet."
Nalan Huaiyu laughed and said, "I don't feel sad! I don't know your relationship with the Prince. If you dare to sell my things like this, I dare to go to Tide-listening Pavilion to get better things! My sword has a history of a hundred years, and the material is ordinary. It's not worth a hundred taels of silver. Why would I feel sad! "
Xu Beizhi smiled and sighed inexplicably, "I feel sad."
Nalan Huaiyu, who had always been unscrupulous, couldn't help but tease, "Sir Xu, did your brain get damaged by the carriage?"
Xu Beizhi suddenly smiled and said, "Nalan Huaiyu, do you want to know what someone said about you?"
Nalan Huaiyu narrowed her eyes, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Of course, as one of the top swordsmen of the Wu family, she was more powerful than a tigress.
Xu Beizhi lowered his voice and said, "It looks like you want to know. That person said that Nalan Huaiyu must be very tired."
Nalan Huaiyu frowned and didn't say a word.
Xu Beizhi glanced at her and quickly put down the curtain.
Nalan Huaiyu followed his line of sight and lowered her head slightly.
It seemed to be her own chest.
Nalan Huaiyu suddenly realized and didn't get angry. She laughed and scolded the carriage loudly, "You don't have the heart, he doesn't have the guts! Neither of you are good people! "
Xu Beizhi, who was lying in the carriage, smiled and slowly closed his eyes.
In fact, Hsu Fengnian didn't say that annoying comment.
However, Xu Beizhi felt that guy was someone who would say such things, so he said it for him.
However, Nalan Huaiyu didn't have the guts to say it. It was very chewy.
Xu Beizhi thought about it and felt it was very interesting.
Xu Beizhi, who was resting with his eyes closed, said to himself, "So many people have died at Miyunkou in the Western Region. People have also started to die in Qingcang City in Liuzhou. Next will be outside Liangzhou Pass. So I hope that one day in the future, Nalan Huaiyu, you can tell him what's in your heart. So you have to live … you also have to live. "
Between the last two sentences, Xu Beizhi paused for a long time.
— —
The White Horse Bazaar outside the new city was called a bazaar, but it was no different from the slightly larger town in Lingzhou.
And this bustling bazaar was definitely the most chaotic place in the world. There were the Beiliang Frontier Army in armor patrolling inside and outside, the Jianghu people who participated in the Western Region's encirclement and suppression of the demon, the various merchants of Lingzhou who came here to do business, the scholars of the Central Plains who came here to enjoy the scenery of the frontier fortress, the citizens of the three provinces in Beiliang who came here to participate in the construction of the city, the Taoist priests and monks who helped to read divination and divination and write letters to their families, the seedlings and commoners who came here to join the army full of passion but were rejected, the wanderers who came here to fish in troubled waters … Occasionally, one could even see the civil officials of Beiliang who came here in twos and threes to rest, drink Green Ant Wine, and serve a plate of peanuts and a bowl of spiced beef. They came and went quickly. There were scholars from various academies who came here to study under the lead of the old scholars. It was said that not long ago, Master Yu of the Shangyin School, who was famous in the Central Plains, also brought her disciples who were well-read in poetry to travel here. There were also rumors that Master Yu of the Shangyin School had an unclear relationship with our Prince …
Everyone was either busy or leisurely, but they all knew that the moment the young prince appeared in the new city …
The second battle was the battle of Liang Mang.
It was the real beginning.
For thousands of years, whether it was the Central Plains or the grassland, the cavalry army with the largest number would go all the way to the south until they met the cavalry with the strongest combat power!
Today was the day that the signboard of the North Rejecting City was hung!
The sun was high in the sky.
The White Horse Bazaar was getting more and more crowded. People couldn't help but follow the two walls to the north.
Then, the laborers and commoners who participated in the construction of the city were able to stop their work and leave the city from the east and west gates, joining the two large and dense groups.
The North Rejecting City, the North Rejecting City.
The main gate was naturally in the north!
Where the Beiliang Frontier Army pointed their swords, where the Xu family cavalry pointed their spears.
They had already gone north for twenty years!
How did the people of the Central Plains know? How did the Liyang imperial court calculate?
Our Beiliang cavalry is the best in the world, and we don't care about them.
Beiliang Governor-General Chu Lushan and Beiliang Taoist Advisor Li Gongde led many civil and military officials. They had already gathered at the main gate of the North Rejecting City. They set up ladders and waited for the signboard with the Beiliang "Xu" word flag to be raised up high and hung on the city wall.
The ten thousand Great Snow Dragon Cavalry were like white snow surging on the ground.
Under the lead of Yuan Zuozong, they were the first to stop on the vast empty land north of the city.
Following closely behind were the two heavy cavalry armies, the Fat Tiger Army and the Wei Bear Army. They stopped at the left and right wings of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry.
Finally, it was He Zhonghu and Zhou Kang's troops outside of Beiliang Pass.
After the thunder of horse hooves, there was a short moment of silence.
Who knows who was the first to raise their head and look over.
Everyone saw a dazzling white rainbow streaking across the distant sky.
That white rainbow landed on the city wall!
When he appeared, Li Gongde and Chu Lushan exchanged glances and smiled. They started to raise the signboard.
That young man waited until the giant signboard hung above the city gate before he slowly pulled out the sword by his waist.
At the same time, the cavalry below the city gate all pulled out their Beiliang swords.
The water was deep and silent.
The sound of the horse hooves of the Beiliang cavalry was the most majestic war drum sound in the world.
Xu Dao.
North Rejecting City.
— —
That scene.
Halberd Crossing the River.
In another hundred or thousand years, it would still be a legend.
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