A simple and crude carriage leisurely went south. It first visited the three military towns of Gentleman's Mansion, Maolong, and Li Valley outside the military town of Wachu. Last year, the border of the Southern Dynasties was filled with gunpowder. The Beiliang cavalry crushed everything along the way like a hot knife through butter. However, to everyone's surprise, they did not occupy the military towns in order to push the border to the north to resist the Beimang cavalry. Instead, they looted all the goods and craftsmen and left. They did not even "bother" to destroy the cobweb-like post roads on the border. Obviously, they were not afraid that the Beimang would smoothly launch an attack on the border. The carriage went past the three towns. It was a scene of desolation and panic. The owner of the carriage occasionally lifted the curtain expressionlessly. Then, the carriage turned east and rushed to the lower city of Liue at the border of Longyao Province and Youzhou Province. The city's governor, Tao Qianzhi, died suddenly during the Qingming Festival last year when he was visiting the tomb. The carriage did not enter the city. It went straight south and approached the border of Liang Mang. The owner of the carriage seemed to be in a good mood. She sat behind the coachman and leaned against the thick cotton curtain. She held a pot of homemade glutinous rice wine and drank a few mouthfuls. Then, she sang a familiar high-pitched song. The desert was vast and vast, and the carriage seemed to be lonely. The old woman's song was not gentle at all. Instead, it was soul-stirring. The coachman was an ordinary-looking short and stout man. However, he had long arms like an ape holding a whip, which made his figure look ridiculous. The middle-aged man was serious in speech and manner. During this time, the old woman touched his back with the wine pot. The man did not turn around. He just shook his head, indicating that he did not drink. The old woman was not annoyed by his lack of tact. After singing the song, she raised her head and drank a mouthful of rich glutinous rice wine, showing her heroic spirit. However, when a Jianghu heroine acted like this, others would applaud her, but when a white-haired old woman acted like this, no one would find it pleasing to the eye.
The old woman probably knew the coachman's indifferent nature and did not expect him to respond. She looked at the distant sky and said to herself, "You men have money and power, and all like to keep women in a golden house. As for me, I have a hobby of raising literary heroes. My ability to raise soldiers is stronger than the old emperor of the Zhao family. In literature, first there was the King of the Northern Courtyard, Xu Huainan. Then there was the Imperial Tutor, Taiping Ling. Then there were the old and famous scholars of the Southern Imperial Court. In military, there were the twelve generals, including Yang Yuanzan and Liu Gui. All of them had outstanding military achievements, and they were all in my hands. In the six battles where the two sides used the power of the entire country, we lost two and won four. If we were not caught off guard by Lame Xu of Beiliang last year, no one in the Liyang court would not fear the iron hooves of Beimang. But this is also good. After the disturbance caused by the Beiliang cavalry, Liyang began to underestimate our Beimang. Great peace City quickly took away that kid, Gu Jiantang, as the Minister of War. The blue-eyed girl's move to tilt taxes to the North finally began to face heavy obstacles. The people in the center of the capital were not united, which was a good thing. In my opinion, the reason why the new Minister of War, the villain Tu, did not pay any attention to this, and even intentionally or unintentionally suppressed the generals of Gu Lu and allowed the court officials to make things difficult for the blue-eyed girl was because he was secretly happy to see the war in the North erupt everywhere. It was not enough for him to decide the Spring and Autumn with one battle. If he fought again, he would decide the world. This kind of ambition, to put it bluntly, is the ambition of a wolf. The white-clothed soldier immortal's thoughts and appetite are far greater than his adoptive father's. No wonder he is a young man who has been scolded as a wolf. If he was in our Beimang, I would already have a headache with the ambitious fatty Dong. If he was added, how would I deal with the three of you? Wouldn't I be worried to death? That's right, Hong Jingyan, who came from the same Chess and Sword Music School as Taiping Ling, is also quite ambitious. It's just that between him and Dong Zhuo, only one of them is destined to rise up in the Southern Dynasty. I have already rewarded him with all the Rouran cavalry from the three towns of Rouxuan, Laohuai, and Wuchuan. It's about the same as Dong Zhuo's current military strength. If he still loses, he can only blame himself for only having the good fortune of being a Jianghu master and not having the fate of a ruler of the world. However, to be honest, the fatty Dong's conduct in life is quite likable. The 'blind' Hong Jingyan is detestable at first glance. Tuoba, you will definitely die much later than me. If the one surnamed Hong really dares to collude with the imperial clan and try to become the emperor behind the scenes, then regardless of whether you retire or not, you will still kill him. "
The man said calmly, "Dong Zhuo is also capable of such treason."
The old woman laughed and said, "That's not a problem. Who asked me to like this damn fatty from the bottom of my heart? After I ascended the throne, he was the only one who dared to call me Big Sister Emperor. His shamelessness is so cute. Besides, Dong Zhuo is full of schemes, but at the very least, he has a bottom line. His bottom line is low, but he still has a bottom line. Such a person is actually not scary. What I am most afraid of are those whose bottom lines are unpredictable. General Zhong Shentong and Murong Baoding are such treacherous people. You will never know what kind of 'surprise' they will bring you or what kind of disgusting things they will do. Hand Beimang over to fatty Dong. The Murong and Yelu surnames are not afraid of being cut off. "
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