Chu Lushan dismissed the dozen or so trusted retainers behind him, bringing only Li and Lu to the banks of the frozen river. The ice had already shattered. Chu Lushan tugged at the cotton collar of his armor and gazed into the river, remaining silent for a long time. Young Master Li, who considered the Prince's Mansion on Mount Qingliang to be his own home, had interacted with Chu Lushan many times. However, after becoming a crossbowman who often had to exchange his life for the lives of Beimang's Ma Lanzi, when he looked back at this fatty who had once been his arm in arm, he felt a bit more reverence. It was difficult for him to joke around like before. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but rather that he didn't dare. Only those who had personally experienced the flames and smoke of war, who had come into contact with hundreds of enemy troops, knew how ruthless and fierce this three hundred catty fat pig was. In the Beiliang Army, it was publicly acknowledged that in battles with less than ten thousand soldiers, regardless of how dangerous and cruel the situation was, Chen Zhibao could achieve the greatest military service. Yuan Zuozong could achieve the fewest casualties. As for this fatty, whose literary talent was completely obscured by his fierce reputation, he could bring a battle to a close in the shortest time possible. In the Battle of Baishui, Chu Lushan had once defeated three thousand Northern Han elites in a short hour. Of his two thousand troops, one thousand eight hundred had died. Chu Lushan had participated in countless bloody battles like this. According to legend, when Chu Lushan led new recruits, he would always congratulate them. Either they would die tomorrow, or they would be promoted to commandant the day after tomorrow and scram to some other place to enjoy life. After Xu Xiao's conquest of the border, his adopted son, Chu Lushan, only led troops on the border for the first five years. Afterwards, he left the frontier fortress. Afterwards, very few people remembered this fat pig. The number of times he was the first of the Xu family's soldiers to mount the city and plant the flag was the highest. To this day, no one had been able to break this record.
Chu Lushan thought for a moment before finally opening his mouth and saying, "There are some things that are better left for the King of Beiliang to speak to you personally."
When Hsu Fengnian put on the Vassal King's robe and went on stage, it meant that Beiliang had a new King today. Of course this was in serious violation of the Liyang family's etiquette. The House of Zhao, who relied on the Xu family to sit on the throne and enjoy the country, would dare to say no? Even if the son of the Zhao Clan had nothing better to do and wanted to punish the Beiliang, he would have to ask the Beiliang first.
Li Hanlin, who had been tricked into going to the Southern Court and almost kidnapped to Ji Province, squatted down and cradled the helmet in his arms. He grinned and said, "Before the Great Reading, my father was forced to stammer. I'm not stupid. I've already guessed most of it."
Li Hanlin continued with a smile, "Brother Nian, I don't like what you're saying. Don't think that just because you're the King of Beiliang, you're no longer Li Hanlin's brother. There's no such thing. In any case, I've decided to follow Brother Nian for the rest of my life. If I make a name for myself and he dares to not give me a big official title, I'll make a scene. "
Chu Lushan reached out a hand and rubbed Li Hanlin's head. He smiled and said, "It's good to be a crossbowman, but don't die. Otherwise, His Highness will vent his anger on me, the Protector-General of Beiliang. Hanlin, you and I are brothers of the same family. I'll say the ugly words first. If you dare to die in front of your father, I will dare to vent my anger on your father! "
Li Hanlin stood up and spat a few times. He rolled his eyes and said, "Protector-General, don't say such unlucky things just because you're an official!"
Chu Lushan waved his hand and scolded jokingly, "Damn brat, get lost!"
Li Hanlin ran away without any courtesy. Lu Dou, who was born with double pupils, didn't forget to bow and bid farewell.
Chu Lushan looked to the east. East was Great Peace City, the best city in the world. He smiled coldly and said, "What a big piece of fat meat!"
Chu Lushan lowered his head and walked towards the warhorse. He laughed and said, "Eating meat, our fatties like it the most."
In the wind and snow at the border, the two carriages finally met.
The carriage drivers were the young man who had just become the King of Beiliang and the Beimang military god, Tuoba Bodhisattva.
The man and woman in the carriage, one could imagine what kind of supreme status they had.
The Beimang Empress Murong and the old Prince Liang Xu Xiao.
The carriages stopped at the same time. Xu Xiao didn't even bring along the Beiliang's number one martial artist, Xu Yanbing. He only brought along his eldest son who had changed into ordinary clothing. In the end, it was still two carriages, two people against two people.
Xu Xiao bent down, lifted the curtain, and jumped off the carriage. The old woman in the opposite carriage also got off at the same time. Xu Xiao glanced at the man who ranked second and then looked at the old woman who "came slowly". He laughed mockingly and said, "Murong, you were so pitiful in the past. You were a shameless woman who cried and asked me to eat bread. Now you are so imposing. Tuoba Bodhisattva is your coachman. Look at me, I only brought my son. I can't compare to you."
The old woman put on the old fur coat and didn't wear the mink hat. She allowed the wind and snow to hit her weathered face. Hearing Xu Xiao's mockery, she didn't refute and just smiled. In Beimang, this kind of appearance could make people's eyes pop out.
Xu Xiao snorted coldly and said, "If you have something to say, say it! I'm not in the mood to drink the wind and eat the snow with you. "
The old woman reached out to touch the snow-white hair on her forehead and said with a smile, "Old cripple, how many times have I told you? My surname is Murong, not Murong."
Xu Xiao said anxiously, "How would I know that a person's surname can have two characters?! I didn't know in the past, and I still won't know in the future. "
The old woman didn't get angry. She walked a few steps closer and said softly, "There are ten great clans in the Central Plains during the Spring and Autumn Period. Two of them have a compound surname. If I remember correctly, they were all defeated by you, Xu Xiao. Don't you remember? They were all eaten by you? Xu Xiao, oh Xu Xiao, you're really old. Fortunately, you've never been handsome in your life. You were like this when you were young, and you're even uglier when you're old. "
Xu Xiao laughed and said, "I'm a man. Why should I compare my looks with a woman? Besides, do you think you were good-looking when you were in Liaodong? Compared to my wife, you're worlds apart! Only Beimang, that old lecher, was blinded by lard and blind with dog eyes. That's why he took a fancy to an ugly woman like you. "
The old woman was still not the least bit angry. She smiled and said, "When I was young, whether I was good-looking or not, each flower entered their own eyes. It's hard to say, but I really can't be considered ugly. Besides, when a woman is old, she can still look like a little dragonfly with a golden hairpin. It's just that who would believe that the world is still young? Xu Xiao, don't you think so? "
Xu Xiao put his hands in his sleeves and shivered. He said mockingly, "Sour, really sour."
The old woman released her hand from her forehead and spread her hands in front of her. She lowered her head and glanced at them. Then she looked up and stared at the age spots on Xu Xiao's face. She calmly said, "We're all old. I'm ugly, you're also hunchbacked. Don't insist on fighting to see who's better. As for me, in this life I've only lost because I'm too focused on winning and losing to myself. That's not good. You're too sentimental. That's not good either. Even if you're a top official, you still don't have a good life. Otherwise, if you were willing to lower yourself to me and come to Beimang, you wouldn't need to care about anyone's mood. You should know that even I won't give you any face. "
Xu Xiao turned his head and spat heavily into the snow.
The Beimang Empress dismissed it with a smile and said, "There's nothing important to discuss with you. Back then in Liaodong, I've already said what I wanted to say. This trip down south is to see Xu Xiao before you die. I just want to talk about a small matter. That's why I decided that after you die, I'll first cripple your Beiliang and then go down south. In the end, I'll burn Great Peace City to the ground as incense to your grave."
Was this a trivial matter in Fu Yu's casual conversation?
Probably even Huang Longshan, the son of the Zhao Family, and Zhang Julu and Gu Jiantang would feel that it was the biggest joke in the world if they heard it!
Xu Xiao narrowed his eyes and laughed coldly. "Then Beiliang will wait for you. Don't let the Beiliang cavalry chop you all the way to your nest. "
The old woman held her stomach and laughed softly. She raised her head and looked at the flying snow. "When we parted in Liaodong, you bought this fur coat for twenty taels of silver. At that time, I turned my head twice and only saw your back, Xu Xiao. After the third time, I'm not willing to turn my head again. Sometimes, I wonder if I'll turn my head again and see you make a face. "
Xu Xiao turned and left. He said calmly, "I won't."
A carriage turned and left first, heading south and disappearing into the heavy snow of the north.
The old woman stood where she was and remained silent. When the coachman was about to persuade her, he heard the Beimang Empress angrily say, "Shut up!"
The old woman covered her face with both hands. Her expression couldn't be seen clearly.
The wind and snow sobbed like a woman crying.
The old woman let go of her hands and raised her slender arms to tidy up her white sideburns. She laughed softly and said, "I don't know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms are still laughing like a stray dog."
The carriage headed south. Hsu Fengnian slowly drove the horse. He had nothing to do, so he stuffed a piece of snow into his mouth. Xu Xiao asked him for more, but Hsu Fengnian ignored him.
Xu Xiao rubbed his cheeks and said with a smile, "It's not right to bring your son to see an old woman who misses her father."
Hsu Fengnian didn't say anything.
Xu Xiao reached out and gently placed his hand on Hsu Fengnian's shoulder. He didn't say anything either.
After a long time, Hsu Fengnian said firmly, "I can handle it."
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