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The gates of Northern Liang Dao and Liang Ling Prefectures were opened wide. Almost at the same time, the gates of the cities were loosened. Not only were scholars able to enter Northern Liang in a single file, there were also people from all walks of life, crooks mixed in with honest folk, who all headed towards Northern Liang. A troop of cavalrymen quietly entered Lingzhou from the Mi Cang Mountain Road, which was adjacent to the Kui Gate and the Sword Pavilion. There were only five or six people in the troop, and they were all men. The horse and courier routes were gradually shrinking, and were no longer as prosperous as they were during the Spring and Autumn Period. However, the Mi Cang Mountain Road between Shu and Liang still cost a lot of money every year, and it was perfectly repaired, even better than during the Spring and Autumn Period. To the merchants of both places, this was nothing but a great fortune. However, in the eyes of some people, the difference between the Beiliang cavalry going south and the elite Shu army going north was only a thin line. The troop stopped on a mountain with a broad view and looked south. The old man in the lead pointed at the Sword Pavilion and smiled, "Originally, according to Yi Shan's plan, thousands of light cavalrymen would be under the control of Wang Family's father and son. Added with the six thousand elite warriors hidden in Mount Qingcheng, if we really wanted to annex the Central Plains, or if the imperial court pushed us too hard, not to mention anything else, the western line of Western Shu and Southern Zhao would be under our control within three months. However, since Chen Zhibao went to Shu alone, even though he hasn't been crowned as the King of Shu and is still the Minister of War, as long as he goes to Shu for a few years in the future, this break, hehe, Beiliang will be like a man with a sore under his armpit. We can't catch it, but we can't not catch it either. It's so uncomfortable. "
Other than the hunchbacked old man, there was also Crown Prince Xu Fengnian, Northern Liang's new cavalry commander Yuan Zuozong, and Han Laoshan and Xu Yanbing, who were about to become Lingzhou's Deputy General. They stopped side by side and looked towards Western Shu. Xu Xiao rode his horse to the peak of the mountain road in the Mi Cang Ridge. Ever since he had put on the red fox fur hat on the warship at the Spring God Lake, he had never taken it off again. Xu Xiao turned his horse around, "Previously, when Lu Qiu 'er introduced me, I also met the fascinating old general of Southern Tang, Great Ancestor Gu. From him, an outsider, I learned that our Beiliang's territory is not big and there are so many things to pay attention to. According to Great Ancestor Gu, the roads of Beiliang can be divided into three regions and fourteen terrains. According to Great Ancestor Gu's teachings, Beiliang occupies the upper reaches of the world and is connected with the aura of all places. It can control the fate of the world. In the past, I only heard from Yishan that after Beiliang was unified by the Great Qin, there were a total of one thousand two hundred and eighty-one wars in history. However, Yishan doesn't believe in the supernatural. Moreover, I also know that Yishan doesn't approve of Beiliang invading the Central Plains with the momentum of a lion hunting a rabbit and causing the Central Plains to be filled with smoke. Therefore, in these years, he has not lived happily."
Hsu Fengnian, who wore a Beiliang saber at his waist, smiled and said, "Master always said that the talents of the world must be controlled by knowledge. Only then can one's heroic spirit be restrained and one can take advantage of the situation to achieve great things. This is a genuine effort. Not to mention your notoriety in the Spring and Autumn War, just the background of our Xu family alone is enough to make it useless even if that old faker Huang Sanjia comes up with some auspicious omens. The scholars and the people's hearts will not lean towards the Xu family. Nowadays, scholars, especially those who have failed to achieve their goals, are flocking to Beiliang. This is also because Beiliang has raised the banner of guarding the northwest for the Central Plains, giving them a way out. Otherwise, who would be willing to become an official in Beiliang? "
Xu Xiao raised his hand and used the horsewhip to push up his leather hat. He chuckled and said, "Who asked Father to be born a few hundred years earlier? Yishan said that he was born a few hundred years later, allowing the scholars of the world to gain power and completely destroying the foundation of the Great and Powerful Clans. They would no longer be as demanding as they are now regarding the legitimacy of the Emperor's orders. That would be a great era where anyone could sit on the Emperor's throne. As for the common people, who would care what your surname is? As long as you give them a peaceful life, they will recognize whoever you are. They don't care who sits on the Dragon Throne and who doesn't. But speaking of which, your Father only has some prestige left in the military. Not to mention the Central Plains, even in Beiliang, if one day we are crushed into pieces by Beimang's Iron Horse Cavalry, if there is someone in Beimang who can govern the country well, most of the common people will completely forget about the Xu family's twenty years of guarding their homes and courtyards. Speaking of this, Father feels that the victory in the Battle of the Western Fortress was a fluke. In the Central Plains, the remnant citizens of West Chu who want to restore their country are truly inexhaustible. They advance dauntlessly, wave after wave, as if they don't know how the word 'death' is written. In the future, it will be very difficult to rally the people's hearts. Our Beiliang, not to mention West Chu, even compared to Western Shu, is still far behind. This is all Father's fault. He made do with conquering the world immediately, but after he dismounted, he became careless. In the end, governing the world is the ability of scholars. They are the best at it. Father didn't think so in the past, but now I have no choice but to accept it. When Father was young, he suffered too much from them. Every time I see their sanctimonious faces, I can't help but want to beat them up. So in the future, when we interact with scholars and scholars, it will depend on you. Don't learn from Father. You must have a good temper. "
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