After everything was arranged, Chen Ziang and Zhou Meier went to the White Horse Temple to report. They saw Feng Xiaobao put on the armor of a third-grade general, and there were two generals standing behind him, none other than Wang Quan and Ye Qilang.

As expected, people really rely on their clothes. Huaiyi climbed onto the war horse. He was already very strong and tall, and his arrogant behavior made him even more domineering. Even Wang Quan, who was carrying a hoe, straightened his back and moved to the fifth level.

The cavalry general's uniform looks similar.

Ye Qilang, who was originally short in stature and wore a fifth-grade guerrilla general armor, was much more handsome than Chen Ziang, a right-hand man. Chen Ziang suddenly felt a sense of loss. He had always looked down on fame and fortune, and then he realized that fame, fortune, and titles were sometimes much more important than himself.

Huaiyi laughed and said: "Chen Shiyi, just watch how we defeat Li Jinzhong this time. Haha!" Wang Quan also showed a proud smile.

Chen Zi'ang raised his hands and said: "In this humble position, I would like to serve as the advance guard of the great general and lead ten thousand troops to defeat the Khitan army." Huaiyi was stunned for a moment, waved his hand and said, "No, the emperor gave me an army of 150,000, but I am afraid that I will not be able to defeat Li."

Tens of thousands of loyal people?”

Chen Ziang thought to himself: You have an army of 150,000, so it is not an exaggeration to give me 10,000 horses. After all, I am also an official appointed by the emperor to go out on the expedition. He still wanted to fight for it, but Huaiyi flicked his whip and galloped out of the white horse.

Temple Mountain Gate.

Wang Quan and Ye Qilang followed closely behind. There was already a group of officers and soldiers with clear banners in front of the mountain gate, holding the banner of the Right Guard General, and swarmed away. Chen Ziang couldn't help but stand on the spot, Zhou Meier pulled his sleeves,

Said: "Brother, don't worry about it anymore. In terms of official rank, I am still a seventh-grade captain, which is higher than your ninth-grade right Shiyi."

Chen Ziang smiled bitterly, got on his horse, and followed the group out of Luoyang City. The group headed for Youzhou, where 150,000 elite Zhou officers and soldiers were gathered, waiting for General Youwei Huaiyi.

***

At this time, in early spring, the Youzhou Plain seemed wide and quiet. The snow had melted, and the horse hooves of the group splashed countless mud. The cool breeze blew, but it was impossible to feel the loneliness in Chen Ziang's heart.

A few days later, he arrived at the Youzhou army station. Seeing the majestic troops gathered all over the field, with flags waving and horses leaping high, Chen Ziang was both excited and a little inexplicably disappointed. He dismounted silently and tied the horse to the hitching post.

Zhou Mei'er placed the horses and luggage by herself without saying anything, still immersed in longing for her mother.

When he was bored and helpless, Chen Ziang walked out of the army station. He didn't know how long he walked. The noise of the people and horses behind him gradually disappeared. He walked on this empty plain. Suddenly he saw a mound in front of him, and then he remembered that this was the place above.

I have been to Youzhou Golden Terrace for the first time.

It was extremely quiet. He heard the wind blowing by his ears and blowing the tips of his hair. Although it was no longer snowing, it was still a gloomy afternoon. I wonder if King Yan Zhao also felt this way when he built a platform to recruit soldiers in the past.

What does silence feel like? Does this wise monarch feel lonely when he has no one under his command?

When Guo Wei recruited talented people one after another, did he high-five and sing loudly? When Le Yi planned a strategy to strengthen the country for him, did he hesitate? When he finally appointed Le Yi to defeat the powerful Qi State, did everyone in the world feel that

To the tacit cooperation between their monarchs and ministers?

Alas, Chen Ziang sighed longly, feeling a deep feeling in his heart that he could not untie. In this gloomy afternoon, he really lost himself, lost in this land that contains a vast and complex culture. He couldn't let go and didn't know how to untie it.

Own.

He walked up to the golden platform and saw the two-foot-square bluestone again. If Guo Wei was still here, would he have transported himself to another time and space, assisted a certain king like Le Yi, and achieved something successful?

He shook his head. Guo Wei died a long time ago and his witchcraft has been lost. Now I can only remember the allusions from the era of King Yan Zhao here, so that you can compare when you are proud and lament when you are disappointed.

The wind blew over, but Chen Zi'ang didn't know what he was thinking. He let out a long sigh, suddenly pulled out the big sword from his back, moved the sword like flying on the bluestone board, and wrote a few big characters: "Dengyouzhou Taige".

This wild cursive character suddenly opened up Chen Ziang's gloomy heart. He screamed in his heart, but he opened his mouth and was speechless, unable to shout. Two lines of pure tears fell in the wind.

And the big sword in his hand moved like a big pen, carving a line of wild cursive on the bluestone:

I have never seen the ancients before,

He was never seen again.

Thinking of the leisurely time of heaven and earth,

I was so sad that I burst into tears!

***

"Good poem, good poem!" Several claps came from the golden platform, and Ye Qilang didn't know when he came under the earth platform.

He jumped onto the platform in twos and twos, read "Dengyouzhou Taige" carefully again, nodded and said: "It is indeed a good poem! It does not fall into the rhythm and clichés, but has a powerful and touching power. No wonder it will inspire millions of future generations.

People will admire this poem!"

Chen Ziang wrote this poem in one breath without thinking. He suddenly felt relaxed and his mind returned to a sense of clarity. He immediately discovered several suspicious points after Ye Qilang appeared, and couldn't help but stare at this short guerrilla general curiously.

Just now, he was in the audience and didn't even see the poem on the bluestone board, so he clapped and cheered, as if he had read the poem a long time ago.

Moreover, his next sentence is also extremely strange, "No wonder millions of people in future generations will praise this poem!" How does he know about future generations?!

Ye Qilang was looked at by Chen Ziang and looked at him again. He said with some embarrassment: "Chen Shiyi, in fact, there is no need to care too much about fame and fortune. For example, I, a guerrilla general, simply fell from the sky. I never asked for it."

Pass."

Chen Ziang nodded and sighed: "Yes, brother, what you said is very true. As long as you can get by, it will be good." Ye Qilang praised: "Yes, people cannot be compared. For example, in reality, my little brother just wants to have a stable meal.

, just live a happy life. Only in your Tang Dynasty can you have fun."

"What?" Chen Zi'ang asked in surprise: "You are not from our era? Are you really a stranger from time to time?" Ye Qilang realized that he had let something slip and said, "Look at my mouth, I finally said

I let it slip, alas! Alas!"

Chen Zi'ang grabbed Ye Qilang and said, "Aren't you the envoy to Tang Dynasty?" Ye Qilang said anxiously: "Let me go quickly. With such great skill, Master Chen may break my little brother's hand."

Chen Ziang still asked anxiously: "Are you really not an envoy to the Tang Dynasty?" Ye Qilang said: "I can tell you this, I am indeed not an envoy to the Tang Dynasty. The real envoy to the Tang Dynasty, Ye Qilang, took a boat from Japan to Gaoli and landed in Goryeo, but was trapped by the snow in Changbai Mountain.

He would have died in the snowdrift long ago."

"What about you?!" Chen Ziang asked again, but Ye Qilang still didn't answer where he was from. Ye Qilang smiled shyly and said: "Master Chen, don't ask anymore. As long as Master Chen knows that I have no ill intentions towards you, that's all."

ah."

Chen Ziang has concluded that Ye Qilang is a person who has traveled through time, although he does not know the whole story. Jingru has obtained the secret book of the five elements through time travel, and this Ye Qilang has also traveled to the Tang Dynasty alive!

It seems that the story of Guo Wei casting spells on the Golden Platform and recruiting Le Yi and others for King Yan Zhao is also true! His eyes were fixed on the bluestone slab, the carved cloud patterns on it, and the oval

The small hole...

He suddenly said: "By the way, Master Ye, the small hole you mentioned is a dagger inserted when the sacrifice was performed. I may know the whereabouts of this dagger!" Ye Qilang smiled and said: "Master Chen is really quick in thinking and has a high IQ!

"

He extended his thumb to praise Chen Ziang, but Chen Ziang was confused, "What does IQ mean?". Ye Qilang did not bother to explain too much and continued: "This dagger is now in the hands of the second owner. It is him.

The dagger stolen from Xuanzang’s old room in Ci’en Temple, Chang’an.”

Chen Ziang couldn't help but widen his eyes and said: "Master Ye, you...you know everything?" Ye Qilang smiled and said nothing, obviously avoiding these topics. After a long time, he said to Chen Ziang: "I have been thinking about everything these days.

I’m worried about Mr. Chen, and I’m afraid you’re under too much pressure, so I’m here to persuade you.”

Chen Ziang sighed: "Yes, you are right, life is just like a little ant. I will remember Ye Daxia's advice and gradually stay away from government affairs. After solving the conspiracy of the second boss and Li Chang, I will hide in the mountains and fields in a humble position."

time."
Chapter completed!