"Your Majesty, someone from Zuowuwei came and said that Huang Chunhui from Northern Xinjiang requested to dispatch fifty people from Zuowuwei."

"Where to go?"

In Chang'an City, when the number of troops was mobilized, the emperor nodded.

Han Shitou said: "It is said that the civil and military affairs of Northern Xinjiang and Southern Xinjiang are gathering at the home of General Wei Zhong of Youwuwei today. There are some contradictions in their words. I want to borrow the fifty people to go to practice martial arts."

"Why borrow those fifty people?"

The army is the most sensitive thing in the emperor's mind.

"The two sides had a dispute over the war in the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Zhang Huan said that Yang Xuan, the governor of Chenzhou, deliberately belittled the Southern Xinjiang army in court last time and asked him to give an explanation..."

"Huang Chunhui will definitely refuse."

"Yes. So Zhang Huan proposed to use the accompanying guards to perform martial arts and compete."

"It's interesting."

"Over in southern Xinjiang... Shi Zhongtang, the adopted son of the imperial concubine, made a speech to encourage the generals. Yang Xuan agreed, saying that he could train elites in a short period of time, so he asked the fifty cavalry who went with him to Luoluo last time to go to the Wei family.

Verify this."

The emperor squinted his eyes and seemed to be in a state of confusion.

"I also want to know whether the Southern Xinjiang Army alone can defeat the Southern Zhou Dynasty...Give it to him!"

"yes."

Han Shitou went out with a chamberlain.

The chamberlain said: "Then Commander Yang's move was extremely unwise. He seemed to be in the limelight, but he was hated by the civil and military forces of Southern Xinjiang. Why bother?"

Han Shitou said calmly: "Many times, daring to offend others is also a skill."

…

Wei Ling'er was reading in her room, holding a book in her hand, but her eyes were dull.

The maid rushed in, "Little lady, we are going to perform martial arts!"

Wei Ling'er threw the book away and said, "Are we going to start?"

The maid came forward and said with a beaming expression: "Xianggong Zhang is very aggressive, but Xianggong Huang here is as motionless as a mountain. Later, Xianggong Zhang said it was a martial arts show and he kept an eye on Shijun Yang..."

Wei Ling'er held her chin with both hands and frowned: "The big bullies the small, Zhang Huan is so shameless! What happened next?"

"Shijun Yang said something, but I didn't remember it."

"Do you remember what that means?" Wei Linger stared.

The maid nodded fiercely, "I remember! Just... hit me if you can!"

…

Xie Bing brought fifty of his subordinates to the Wei family.

At this moment, he still didn't know the purpose of his coming.

The original words of the official who delivered the order were: I want you to go to General Wei's home to serve you.

After entering Wei's house, the group of people looked at each other carefully until they reached the small school grounds.

As a military boss, even if you are just pretending, you have to set up a training ground at home. Whether it is martial arts or horse racing, you have to pretend to study hard and practice hard.

When we arrived at the small school grounds, we saw several young people practicing weapons.

When he had nothing to do, Wei Zhong let his family members perform martial arts, so as to show off to these big guys and make friends.

The old thief came over, and Xie Bing, who was a little confused, handed over his hand, "Do you know what you want me to wait for?"

"Today there is a martial arts performance in Northern and Southern Xinjiang. Over there in Southern Xinjiang...see, there are fifty people." The old thief pointed at the fifty warriors behind Zhang Huan.

"I saw it."

"Mr. Lang calls you!"

Yang Xuan waved.

Xie Bing went over and saluted.

"You have also seen the situation. The southern Xinjiang people provoked me earlier, saying that short-term training was useless. I said that elites can be produced in the short term, so I asked you to wait and come. Do you dare?"

Isn't this an opportunity to make meritorious deeds?

And you can also show off your talents in front of military bosses!

sky!

This is simply a meeting of gods, and I, a mere mortal, was summoned to sing for them!

Xie Bin's eyes turned red, "I will never embarrass you!"

"Do it well!" Yang Xuan stretched out his hand.

Xie Bing leaned forward slightly so that he could easily pat her shoulder.

"At first glance, those fifty people are carefully selected warriors. They are all very powerful, but they have the same problem as the original Luo Luo guards... those who were carefully selected must not cooperate well."

Xie Bing's eyes lit up, "Isn't it true that the formation taught by Shi Jun is just perfect to restrain such a person, but the coordination is poor!"

"That's right." Yang Xuan felt that this man had some understanding. Looking at his fortune, he might become a general in the future.

He patted Xie Bin on the shoulder again, "Go!"

Xie Bing looked at him and patted his chest hard.

"Your Majesty, don't worry!"

Yang Xuan nodded.

"My husband, I am from Zuo Wuwei."

Both parties confirmed the identities of Xie Bing and others.

"When I followed Yang Xuan to escort Prince Guangling to Feng, it seemed that something unexpected happened and I went all the way to Luoluo."

Zhang Huan squinted at the fifty people and said, "Tell them to be clean and tidy."

"yes."

The fifty warriors came over with a ferocious smile.

"Zuo Wuwei's watchdog! Today we are here to teach you how to behave!"

When Yang Xuan came over, Huang Chunhui asked: "Are these the people who followed you to Luoluo?"

"yes."

"I don't care how you practice, it's just one piece, don't panic!"

"yes."

"As I said before, I'm not dead yet!"

A warm current surged from his heart, and Yang Xuan nodded vigorously.

Wei Zhong was coordinating in the middle, and the armor and clothes were ready-made, but the wooden weapons had to be obtained.

Xie Bing squatted next to Yang Xuan and asked some questions in a low voice.

Yang Xuan also answered all questions, and Xie Bing's expression became more and more respectful.

Huang Chunhui looked at this scene and said: "If you want to rule a party, you must have the means to control it."

Liu Qing smiled and said, "What do you think of Zitai's attitude?"

"Enough to win over, how about dignity?"

"Yes! Your Majesty, please don't just try to win over me, opening and relaxing, tightening and loosening."

Huang Chunhui nodded, "If you want to rule a party, you must not only control your subordinates, but also know how to deal with temples and how to avoid suspicion. Zhang Huan is so aggressive. In the past, how could I have paid attention to him? But this is Chang'an City.

Under your Majesty's nose, a fight is taking place in northern and southern Xinjiang. What do you think your Majesty will do?"

"Obviously he was furious, but secretly he was happy." Liu Qing said with a smile.

"So, as soon as he opened his mouth, I agreed."

This is the helpless part of being a minister.

Suspicions are everywhere!

Huang Chunhui smiled and said: "If the little boy can win today, I will have a headache."

If you have such a talented person under your command, do you want to reuse him?

Liu Qing said: "Ms. sir, he is still young."

"The storm is surging in the morning. While I'm here, I have to try my best to arrange some personnel. When my legs kick off, I can't control it even if I want to."

Liu Qing felt a chill in his heart and turned his head to look.

The cold wind blew, and Huang Chunhui's beard and hair seemed to be whiter than last year.
To be continued...