Chapter 862 Cao Changqing drinks wine in the small town, and the little clay man returns to Beiliang.
Two imperial generals who did not feel neglected from the heart looked at the four horses quietly and walked away. What’s more, at this time, there were all rivers in the small Wutong Town, with many people and eyes. Two frustrated ministers who were not good at the battlefield in the officialdom could also explain that they were a common human nature to keep warm. But if they had any interaction with the border vassal kings who held authority, they would be really in trouble.
But for this man named Chen Zhibao, whether it was famous in the Spring and Autumn Period, or Xu Gong, who was a rising star in the Liyang army, he was a little enchanted and admired.
No matter how high the civil officials in Liyang temple are and how low the military generals are, in their hearts, Chen Zhibao is a kind of romantic figure worthy of mutual appreciation. Logically speaking, there are only dead people on the battlefield with golden swords and iron horses, and there is no romantic incident. However, Chen Zhibao is undoubtedly the only military master who can be called a god after Ye Baikui’s death. Even two emperors in Liyang were willing to regard it as a barrier to a country. The late emperor Zhao Dun even wanted Chen Zhibao to become the Spring Divine Lake Stone Mountain in his Zhaoshi family’s backyard, which is pleasing to the eye and can also determine the Feng Shui.
Xu Gong and Lu Shengxiang stood in the shadow of the city wall. Xu Gong laughed in a low voice: “Xu thought that General Lu did not need to worry about temporary gains and losses. General Lu’s wind was outside the frontier, not in Guangling, nor in the capital.”
Lu Shengxiang smiled and said nothing.
Xu Gong left first.
Guo Dongfeng was surprised to find that there was a vague murderous aura on the body of the main general Lu Shengxiang.
Guo Dongfeng looked at the somewhat unfamiliar General Piaoyi and began to feel uneasy.
Lu Shengxiang took a deep breath and sneered, “It’s worthy of being Xu Longxiang. It seems that you must be the first person to compete with me for the first place in the future for the military achievements of the border.”
Guo Dongfeng was confused, and he held back his curiosity for the first time and did not dare to ask any more questions.
Lu Shengxiang exhaled a breath of turbid air and walked slowly. He was just a little murderous intent of Xu Gong who saw through his plan, but he was very angry with Cao Changqing who changed his course when the matter was about to come. In Lu Shengxiang’s view, if Cao Changqing followed the previous arrangements to use troops, then Gu Jiantang would be Xu Xiao of the New Dynasty. As long as he took the initiative to open the door when the Western Chu army headed north, he would be Gu Jiantang of the New Dynasty.
No matter whether the surname Zhao or Jiang or any surname in the Xinchao, Lu Shengxiang only knew that in the temple at that time, there would be no more Yang Wei and others lying on the credit book and there would be no separatist positions in the place. Xie Xiqian, Pei Sui and others were young after all, and had innate defects that were not familiar with the geographical situation in the north. Once the vast territory of Beimang became a place for military use, it would mean that countless military achievements were at your fingertips, rather than building a temple in such a snail shell during the battle on Guangling Road, and there would be no need to pay attention to the old forces that were intertwined. As long as Lu Shengxiang succeeds in supporting the dragon, he can jump to Gu Jiantang in one fell swoop, and may not be able to rely on the future series of Beimang wars afterwards.Come on top. However, Cao Changqing inexplicably destroyed the official mission, and Lu Shengxiang’s tolerance before and after Youlu Pass became the best proof of being criticized as the mediocre force in the future.
Lu Shengxiang’s face was gloomy and said to himself, “Cao Changqing, you deserve to die!”
The official road outside the town was flying from far to near, and the dust was flying, especially spectacular. A cavalry with more than a thousand cavalry would not have such momentum.
As soon as the carriage was in the carriage, the three men and women in the carriage were slightly undulating. The young woman has a beautiful face, tall and well-proportioned figure, and is obviously not from the Southern world. She has a long sword hanging on her waist, she is heroic and chivalrous. The young man was careless and was flattering to the last man with a flattering face: “Sir, you don’t know how arrogant the gang of ungrateful wolves Tang He and Li Chunyu were. I didn’t dare to come to Wu Chongxuan who rebeled from southern Xinjiang. I really didn’t even dare to let go of a fart. I was extremely frustrated. This time, thanks to Mr. I was here, so I had the courage to go to Wutong Town to make a breakthrough.”
The person who was called “Mr.” was extremely handsome and unmatched. What is romantic? He was romantic.
Nalan Youci.
He glanced at the prince of the Prince of Yanla, Zhao Zhu: “Wu Chongxuan is not a thing. If you borrow thousands of riders, you won’t pay it back. It’s a good thing.”
Zhao Zhu smiled and said with a smile: “Sir, you are right, you scold me.”
Nalan Youci pointed at the now-famous prince with his fingers, but his eyes were looking at the woman named Zhang, and joked, “Zhang Gaoxia, Zhang Gaoxia, you will fall in love with this idiot even if you are blind.”
Zhang Gaoxia, the daughter of the blue-eyed man Zhang Julu, she smiled it.
Zhao Zhu was thick-skinned, but Nalan Youci said he was a fool in front of Zhang Gaoxia, but after all, he was still a little ashamed. He lifted the curtain of the car and poked his head out. He could already see the low city in Wutong Town. Nearby were the disciples of Southern Xinjiang general Zhang Dingyuan and others, Lin Ya and Gong Banque.
Nalan Youci closed his eyes, placed his hands on his knees, and patted them gently.
Zhao Zhu shrank his head and asked curiously: “Sir, why did you have to come to this town this time to tell the truth? Wu Chongxuan is disgusted and afraid. He doesn’t like Xu Gong and Lu Shengxiang very much. I even look at the mad dog in Yuan Tingshan. As for King Zhao Xun of Jing’an, I used to hate it, but now it’s okay.”
Nalan Youci sneered: “Of course it’s okay. There are so many heroes in the little Wutong Town, and you can only compete with this ‘death prince’.”
Zhao Zhu was embarrassed.
Zhang Gaoxia’s mouth raised.
Nalan Youci smiled and said in a deep voice: “I have four things to do when I come here this time: scold Wu Chongxuan, invite Xu Gong to have a banquet, meet Lu Shengxiang in secret, and test Chen Zhibao.”
Zhao ZhuAsked in a low voice, “Are I really a crow’s mouth? I’m really a wolfish ambition when I say that Lu Shengxiang really has wolfish ambitions?”
Nalan Youci shook his head and said, “It’s not easy to confirm before meeting. As for whether Lu Shengxiang has wolfish ambitions after meeting, it doesn’t matter whether Lu Shengxiang has wolfish ambitions after meeting.”
Zhao Zhu sighed, “Okay, I can’t get involved in these major issues anyway, so I can’t help you, so I have to worry about the hard work of those who can do it.”
Nalan Youci suddenly asked, “Zhao Zhu, I’ll ask you something. If you ascend the throne in the future, Beimang will no longer be able to invade the Central Plains south, but Xu Fengnian still holds the northwest army. What should you do?”
Zhao Zhu was stunned and was about to blurt out his words when he saw Nalan Youci, who was originally smiling, suddenly looked cold and shouted: “Zhao Zhu! Let’s think carefully first!”
After being shocked, Zhao Zhu raised a bright smile: “The old emperor of Liyang, Zhao Li, and Xiaonian’s father, are different from me and Xiaonian’s brothers.”