In the night, White Fox stood in the outer corridor of the third floor of the Tide-listening Pavilion. It was hard to believe that this Beiliang Palace, which occupied an area second only to the King of Yan Chi among the Seven Kings, did not have a single master. Not to mention the early death of the Princess, Xu Xiao, who had taken the title of Pillar of the State, was far away in the capital. Even His Royal Highness had run out of Beiliang. The eldest daughter Xu Weixiong was still fine, as she was not judged by her appearance but by her talent. She was still studying in the Shangyin Academy, while the youngest son of the King of Beiliang, Huang Man'er, Xu Longxiang, was practicing in the Dragon Tiger Mountain. This made White Fox laugh at himself when he occasionally took a break. When he met Xu Longxiang, who was no different from a refugee or a beggar, he had never thought that he would be able to climb to the third floor of the Arsenal today. He had already prepared for the worst case scenario of doing business with the King of Beiliang, which was to read all the books in the Tide-listening Pavilion. Later, he borrowed Hsu Fengnian to embroider the Winter and Spring Thunder Sabers, but he did not regret or feel any heartache. For him, there was nothing to be reluctant to let go except to keep his life to practice the saber.
White Fox put his hands on the cool railing, thinking a lot. Like the rest of the people, he used to have a big prejudice against Xu Xiao, who had conquered the world and built this honorable mansion. However, after staying here for more than a year and looking back at the hunchbacked and slightly lame old man, he always had a heartfelt admiration.
"The Eleven Barbarians inside and outside, those who dare to call themselves soldiers will be beheaded immediately." "The world's territory, the sun and the moon, the mountains and rivers, all are the subjects of the Liyang Dynasty."
These two bold words were not the armchair strategists of those poets and writers, but the words of the ignorant man Xu Xiao, who had been criticized by scholars for many years because of his lack of knowledge. What was more commendable was that Xu Xiao almost did it! This was simply inconceivable.
"Mr. Nangong, it's rare to see you slacking off."
A cold voice came from behind White Fox, with a slight smile. Bai Hu 'er turned around and looked at the man in front of her. She shook her head and said, "I don't dare to be called Mister by Military Advisor Li."
"Congratulations on reaching the third floor. You're one year faster than I expected."
The one who came was none other than the state scholar Li Yishan. In the Spring and Autumn War where talents emerged in large numbers and strategists resplendent, he was still the most outstanding. Back then, this person and Western Shu's Zhao Guangling were known as Xu Rentu's left and right arms, left Zhao and right Li Yishan. Generally speaking, one person was the strategist, the other the decisive. Among them, Zhao Guangling was proficient in Changyang stratagems, while Li Yishan focused on scheming. Many of the schemes that harmed the virtue of the underworld came from his hands. The two worked together, their coordination was flawless. Zhao Guangling vomited blood and died in the territory of Western Shu. His merits and demerits could not escape the eyes of everyone. Li Yishan stayed at the Tide-listening Pavilion to advise the King of Beiliang on the strategy. However, looking at his complexion, he was also terminally ill and did not look like someone who would live a long life. Indeed, when Western Shu was defeated, it was Li Yishan who proposed to kill anyone above the wheel, regardless of whether they were women or children. Until now, when Li Yishan was mentioned in Shu Prefecture, children would stop crying. How could such a person, who did not care about the virtues of the underworld, live a long life?
Bai Hu 'er asked, "There's something I don't understand. I'd like to ask Military Advisor Li."
Li Yishan nodded and smiled, "Please speak. I'll tell you everything I know."
Bai Hu 'er was not a polite person to begin with. She asked directly, "The King of Beiliang is recognized as a talented general who can only lead an army, not a talented general who can lead a general. During the Spring and Autumn War, the other three famous generals were rarely like the King of Beiliang, who always led the troops in every battle. The Battle of the Western Fortress was undoubtedly the most magnificent war in history. However, he still boldly handed over the command to you and Chen Zhibao and personally led the elite cavalry to attack the enemy's den. Why can the Beiliang army only have the surname Xu and not others? "
Li Yishan looked at the Tide-listening Lake, which was always quiet without any bait. He smiled gently and said, "Zhao Guangling and I had argued about this before. Neither of us could convince the other. The answer does not lie with me. It lies with Xu Xiao and Hsu Fengnian. Mister Nangong can continue to look on coldly from the sidelines. It's a pity that Zhao Guangling was born in a chaotic era. Otherwise, he would have been a capable minister who could govern the world. He wouldn't be worse than Zhang Julu. At that time, the biggest disagreement between us was who would be in charge of the Beiliang army in the future. Would it be a descendant of the Xu family or someone else? That's why I told Xu Xiao that it was fortunate that Zhao Guangling died early. With his unyielding character and his hatred of evil, regardless of whether His Royal Highness was a real hedonist or a real foppish son, he was still an eyesore. As for me, I'm probably not as good as him when it comes to strategizing, but my temper is much better. That's why I've been able to live longer than him. Why else do you think Hsu Fengnian would send me wine every two to three days? That kid is very shrewd. Zhao Guangling doesn't like this kind of petty cleverness. On the contrary, I admire it. Furthermore, when he was a military counselor, he would personally attend to everything in the military tent. I'm more lazy, so I can see many things and know more about the Crown Prince's temperament. I watched that kid grow up. That time, because of the armored maidservant Zhao Yutai, he angered the Princess Consort. She punished him by raising his arms and holding two books to reflect on his mistakes. How old is he? How long can he hold that? He insisted on not admitting his mistake, but he also didn't want to be lazy. He held one book on top of his head and the other in his mouth. His temperament is exactly the same as the Princess Consort's. Of course, this small matter doesn't mean anything. It's hard to say whether His Royal Highness will be able to inherit the position and take over the 300,000 Steel Cavalry. "
Bai Hu 'er hesitated for a moment before asking, "Aren't you worried about that little butcher?"
Li Yishan was afraid of the cold. Even during the summer, the cool breeze still blew in the Tide-listening Pavilion on Mount Qing Liang. He hurriedly picked up the wine gourd and drank a mouthful to warm his stomach. Then he sighed and said, "Xu Xiao doesn't seem to be afraid, but I'm very afraid. Even an outsider like Mr. Nangong can see it. How can His Royal Highness and Chen Zhibao, who are in confrontation with the authorities, not know? When I think of how Chen Zhibao dragged Wu Sheng Ye Baikui's wife and daughter to death in front of the Western Wall, I can't help but be afraid. Perhaps you don't know, Chen Zhibao's swordsmanship isn't bad. His most outstanding skill is his spear. Compared to Spear Immortal Wang Xiu, his master, he's on par with him. Chen Zhibao's art of war has always been to succeed in one strike. Presumably, it's nothing more than this. Many things in the world are beyond one's control. Back then, didn't Zhao Guangling and I hint to our confidants that Xu Xiao might as well rebel? Although Xu Xiao can endure it, only God knows if Chen Zhibao can. That person in the capital has spent a lot of time and effort on this for the past ten years. To be honest, Mr. Nangong, it's not that Li Yuanying cherishes his life. It's just that I'm afraid the building will collapse. I'm sorry for the princess in white who plays the drum. "
Bai Hu 'er's face seemed to be affected by Li Yishan's invisible murderous aura. Her mood was somewhat heavy.
Li Yishan exhaled deeply. He raised his head and drank a mouthful of wine. He laughed and said, "Today, I came downstairs to tell Mr. Nangong these words from the bottom of my heart. I hope that Mr. Nangong will remember this faint friendship when you come out of the Tide-listening Pavilion. Fengnian's cleverness was carefully taught by me, a dying man. Mr. Nangong, please don't be angry at this guy's slyness. Since Fengnian's temperament is similar to that of the princess, he is naturally not bad. "
Bai Hu 'er's face only nodded.
Li Yishan, however, knew that it was enough. The man who had seen countless battles with his own eyes said in a trance, "It's a time of peace now. Not to mention the common people, even some young generals can't imagine the magnificence of hundreds of thousands of soldiers fighting a fierce battle. Such a scene, although covered in bones, can still inspire countless men to advance dauntlessly. Beiliang is a good place. Horses galloping from the north are arrogant, and songs from the south are all dead. Although they are worried about the fall of the country, they are not mourning. I just don't know if I can see Fengnian leading an army and trampling the thirteen provinces of Beimang in my life. "
"The wind, the rain, the thunder, and the river are still incomparable to the hooves of the horses in Beiliang."
Li Yishan turned and left the outer corridor with a smile. Bai Hu 'er's face looked at the skinny back with mixed feelings.
Bai Hu 'er's face looked into the distance again and frowned. He seemed to be regretting that he did not agree to leave Liangzhou together. He was annoyed by this unprecedented emotion. He snorted and forced himself to suppress it.
After calming down, Bai Hu 'er's face narrowed his peach blossom eyes that were more beautiful than Hsu Fengnian's. He looked in the direction of the Eastern Sea and gritted his teeth. "The Second in the World?"
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