Tang Yinshan looked down on this group of civil officials and military officers who all carried umbrellas behind them. Zheng Hanhai, on the other hand, did not like the arrogance of this group of boorish men in armor. Today, Tian Xia Yan Qing Ping, what was the use of these martial artists who did not know how to read a lot of characters to argue with martial artists? Soldiers were the weapons of the country. Millions of people had died in the Eight Kingdoms of Spring and Autumn. Almost all of them were killed in one breath by these martial artists. What else could they do? In order to govern a country with economy on the back of a horse and in the imperial court, it was better for scholars to do so.
Zheng Hanhai did not give Tang Yinshan and his group of generals any face, but he was quite courteous to the Yingzhu officials around him, whose rank was a level lower than his own. The sixty year old fatty Zheng Hanhai had immersed himself in officialdom for the greater part of his life. How could he not know that in the future, when the pen in his hand could no longer touch Yongzhou's finances, it would be terrifying when the tea cools after people leave? If he did not lower himself to build good karma at this time, it would be too late by the time he retired and returned to his hometown.
Yingzhu County Magistrate Jin Lanting used a handkerchief to wipe away the sweat on his neck from the damned weather. He carefully asked with a smile, "Minister Zheng, Minister Cao, it's going to rain today, and it's going to be heavy. When will His Royal Highness arrive?"
Zheng Hanhai smiled, "Lanting, you don't understand. It's good that it's raining. This time, when His Highness the Crown Prince came to Yingzhu, it was not easy for me to fight for His Highness the Crown Prince to stay in your private residence. There are lotus flowers in the lake and banana trees in the courtyard. If it was not raining, would His Highness be able to feel the sound of the rain hitting the banana trees in your residence? Furthermore, welcoming guests in the rain shows sincerity. "
Jin Lanting understood immediately, but he said, "I'm just worried that Elder Zheng will catch a cold."
The heavy rain suddenly came.
The raindrops the size of soybeans hit the armor of the officials, making an intense sound. Even those who did not have the right to stand in the pavilion did not move, allowing the rain to hit them. They were all generals of the dynasty who were ranked second only to the Great Pillar Country.
They wanted to show His Royal Highness, who had borrowed his father's meritorious service, that Beiliang's 300,000 cavalrymen were not the only valiant soldiers in the world!
The pitiful civil officials were like banana trees that could not withstand being tossed around, trembling in fear. Their umbrellas were completely useless. The thin Jin Lanting could not take care of himself as he struggled to hold up an umbrella for Zheng Hanhai, who was about twice his weight, to shelter himself from the wind and rain. The servants and attendants were so busy that they were in a complete mess. Some of the more active ones even began to think about how to cook some hot soup to warm up their masters.
In the north of Yongzhou, there was heavy rain and thunder.
On the east side of Beiliang, it was drizzling. Xu Xiao and his chief advisor Li Yishan were riding in the same carriage. Outside the carriage, there were two hundred heavily-armored cavalrymen. The horses' hooves splashed the mud, and the military formation was strict.
Xu Xiao lifted the curtain and looked at the mountainous terrain. He chuckled and said, "Yuanying, there's no need to send me off. You can go home with Liu Pu."
Li Yishan nodded. He wanted to say something, but stopped himself.
Da Zhuguo knew what this scholar was thinking and smiled. "Xu Xiao is indeed domineering, but he's not a reckless fool. I didn't come to the capital on a whim to argue with those scholars. No matter how much the current Grand Secretary Zhang Julu makes me unhappy, he still has to be respectful and humble compared to Grand Tutor Zhou, who knocked his head against me outside Kun Ji Hall. That old man Zhou, who was the leader of half of the court's scholars, couldn't beat me when it came to scolding, let alone fighting. However, he was still a man of character. This Zhang Julu, who had been Grand Tutor Zhou's lackey for a full 20 years before rising to prominence, isn't quite the same. He's a rare scholar who can achieve great things. He was willing to join hands with Gu Jiantang, and even convinced Gu Jiantang, the Defender-general of the State, to pacify a group of military officials, and retreated again and again. This shows that this young Grand Secretary, who has never interacted with me before, is very scheming. He isn't old, but his patience is superb. Scholars use their brushes to hurt and kill people. They're more ruthless than anything else. Not to mention whether the Beiliang Frontier Army's Iron Cavalry will be targeted, just for the sake of those old soldiers who've only been living a peaceful life for a few years, I have to go take a look. I have to let these civil officials, who don't know the tragedy of war, know that Xu Xiao hasn't reached the point where he can't ride a horse yet. "
Li Yishan said lightly, "Back then, between you and Gu Jiantang, who would be the leader of all the military officials in the imperial court and who would be sent out to take on the infamy of being the second Emperor? You argued endlessly. Even the Grand Chancellor of the Shangyin Academy was plotting behind the scenes. The late Emperor stood his ground against all opposition and was willing to place you in Beiliang instead of Gu Jiantang, who was easier to control. His breadth of mind was worthy of the four words' Stalwart and Magnificent 'on the Tide-listening Pavilion. Only, the nine dragons plaque hanging there might have been a reminder to you."
Xu Xiao laughed. "The late Emperor was good at everything, but he was too obsessed with the scheming of an Emperor. Speaking of breadth of mind, Li Yishan, you're wrong. How could I have rebelled in the battle of the Western Wall? How could the late Emperor not have seen through it? But he still allowed fourteen of my former subordinates of Beiliang to die in front of the palace. Why? Wasn't it because he found them an eyesore? "
Li Yishan shook his head. "Your resentment hasn't dissipated yet?"
Xu Xiao laughed coldly. "Since when was Xu Xiao a magnanimous person?"
Li Yishan stared at Da Zhuguo's face and asked in a low voice, "Are you really just going to see Zhang Julu's skills?"
Xu Xiao laughed. "Some people only slept soundly when they saw Xu Xiao's hunched back and lame legs. It wasn't easy for him to sit on the dragon throne, but he never slept well. Even I feel sorry for him. "
Li Yishan smiled wryly.
He was just about to get off the carriage when Xu Xiao said softly, "There are ten rounds of Listening to the Tide. Yishan might win the ninth round."
With his back to Da Zhuguo, Li Yishan lifted the curtain and said with emotion, "It'll be my win if you come back alive."
Da Zhuguo scolded jokingly, "Nonsense, I'm willing to die?! If I don't seek death, who can kill me, Xu Xiao? "
Li Yishan, who had been suppressing his anger for the past few days, suddenly felt relieved. He got out of the car and bowed. Lowering his head, he said sincerely, "I implore the Pillar State to kill fewer students this time. We've killed enough in the Spring and Autumn War."
Xu Xiao smiled and said, "Yuanying, Yuanying, your pedantic scholarly aura is the most undesirable. Back then, Zhao Changling was much more slick than you. "
Li Yishan took over the reins of the servant guard Liu Pu and said disapprovingly, "Zhao Changling, the first of Jiang Zuo, is good at strategizing. Even if he is alive today, he can't get along with your son, and will be a headache for you."
Xu Xiao put down the curtain and passed with a smile.
On a small path at the border of Yongzhou, Lü Qiantang, who could barely open his eyes, suddenly stopped his horse and pulled out his sword.
He could faintly see a long-lost red-armored seal general at the end of the path.
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