The world is like the autumn wind, and life is like fallen leaves.
Before arriving in the north, in the process of blind exile, in the unknown time, what Gao Ran always felt was a sense of groundless desolation like duckweed. This feeling was not all for himself.
It was because he had always seen the miserable life of Han people after they became refugees.
Starting from Heluo at the beginning, he walked step by step to Guanzhong. He originally thought that he could start his life again near Chang'an, but he never expected that under the capital of the Han Dynasty, he would be greeted by a life of no one and no ghosts.
In order to have a bite of food, a large number of refugees sold themselves as slaves and became slaves. They were like animals, with their mouths open and their bodies naked. They were whipped with wooden sticks and commanded, living like zombies.
Even worse than livestock, Gao Ran had seen refugees who were extremely hungry, silently exchanging their own children, and then exchanged them for other people's children, put them into pots and cooked them...
Gao Ran was also hungry, so hungry that he felt dizzy and had pain in his stomach. However, he did not dare to look at or eat such food.
Gao Ran couldn't remember how long he had been walking, but he remembered the feeling of the first real bite of food sliding from his mouth into his neck and into his belly, and the feeling of happiness that filled his whole body.
He could not forget the skinny old man standing in front of him, nor could he forget the temperature of the bowl of porridge he took from his hand. That temperature warmed his hands, his body, and even his soul again.
Then he realized that this was the territory of General Zhengxi, and that the old man was General Zhengxi’s master...
"Dajijiu!" Gao Ran looked at the bright red blood emerging from Cai Yong's chest and abdomen. He rushed forward, trying to cover his thin body with his own body, and shouted in a stern voice, "They killed Dajiujiu."
!They killed the great priest!"
Cai Yong was not a saint, he also had selfish motives, but when it came to the inheritance of knowledge, he was like a saint, selfless and generous.
Jiang Hui stood among the students and saw Cai Yong's not very tall figure. When he fell to the sky, his heart suddenly felt empty, as if he had lost a piece of something...
Jiang Hui is not smart, at least not as smart as his parents say. This has been known since he started studying. He is very active and is not easy to calm down. Other children may only need to memorize two sentences once.
He has to memorize an article three times, five times, or even ten times or twenty times, but he may not be able to remember it completely.
Sometimes I am laughed at by others because I remember the allusion incorrectly or use the wrong words. The embarrassment and shame is like being naked in the ice and snow.
His family, his parents, all hoped to have a child who could become the seed of reading, bring the scriptures back to the family, and pass on knowledge in the Jiang family's bloodline, and Jiang Hui became such a responsible person.
He was slow to read and his family had high expectations, which made Jiang Hui very painful.
Fortunately, Jiang Hui came to Bingbei and met Cai Yong.
The requirements of the academy are very strict, but the atmosphere in the academy is very good. As long as you encounter students who have any questions about the classics, whether it is an ordinary doctorate, or even the academy offering wine to Linghu Shao or the great wine to Cai
Yong, it's all the same, teach it with all your heart, lest you don't explain it clearly or teach it carefully.
As long as Jiang Hui and other students make the slightest progress in their studies, Cai Yong and others will be happy for it.
Jiang Hui still remembers that when he imitated Ban Gu's Liangdu Fu and wrote a Pingyang Fu, Cai Yong commented with a big word "Jia" and even went on stage to recite it in the assembly hall of the Academy, although there were only some of the more exciting ones.
The words and chapters made Jiang Hui feel as if he was drinking mellow wine, feeling dizzy and smoky.
It turns out that I am not incapable of reading. It turns out that I can also write good articles!
That night, Jiang Hui was alone in the Taolin outside the academy, bowed in the direction of his parents far away, cried bitterly, and released the pressure that had accumulated on him for many years...
It seems that from that time on, Jiang Hui began to feel that the words in the scriptures were no longer so abominable, and those originally obscure words gradually became more vivid.
However, Cai Yong, the high priest of the Academy, who was so happy that he had written a good article and danced with joy, fell in front of Jiang Hui.
"Master! Master!"
Linghu Shao cried and shed tears.
Linghu Shao hugged Cai Yong's body, knelt down on the ground, and kept crying towards the sky. His shoulders were slumped, his body kept shaking, his nose and tears flowed down his beard, like a three-year-old who was extremely wronged.
Children want to say something but can't. They can only express their inner sorrow by crying and howling.
The sudden accident caused the soldiers on both sides to retreat in unison, leaving dozens of corpses lying scattered on the mountain road.
"Ah?" Zheng Tai looked confused, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitching, unable to understand what was happening in front of him, "Cai Zhonglang? Cai Zhonglang died? Cai Zhonglang died in front of the battle?"
He just came to get the posthumous son of General Zhengxi. Of course, he also thought about facing Cai Yong, but Zheng Tai never thought about killing Cai Yong. This is completely different! These soldiers of Zhengxi should not be killed.
Retreat, then rush to the Academy Palace, then expose the affair between Fei Qian and Cai Yan in front of everyone, and finally bring Cai Yan to the city in a grand manner, so that Pingyang City collapses without attacking?
Why did Cai Yong appear here?
What should we do now?
Zheng Tai's head was buzzing, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.
For a moment, Zheng Tai's mind was crossed with the thought of murder and silence. As long as everyone in the academy was slaughtered, maybe no one would know about this...
But soon, Zheng Tai gave up this flawed idea, because even if he was willing to risk offending Bingbei, Hedong, and even the Sili gentry to kill all the students in the academy, his soldiers would not
If you talk about this matter, will you find it difficult to exterminate these soldiers as well? Will Wu Qiu Xing agree and support him without any care?
If even half of the news is leaked, and the public will be furious, will Guild Yang choose the overall situation, or will he choose Zheng Tai himself?
Faced with the suddenly agitated academy students who rushed forward, Zheng Tai did not dare to order the soldiers to kill them without hesitation. He could only temporarily withdraw the soldiers from the mountain road. After all, if he killed Cai Yong, he would still have a chance. Let me explain, if all the students in the academy were massacred, Yang Biao might be the next person to be killed in order to appease the resentment of the nobles...
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Hedong.
Not long after Commander Guanqiu Xing and the soldiers outside Anyi City in Hedong went north, several old men gathered together at the Wei family's residence in Anyi City.
Although it is only separated from Hongnong County by a big river, it is precisely because of this big river that it has avoided many disasters. The Qiang chaos coming from the west rarely comes to the east of the river. Even the Xianbei who go south often end up in Changshan, Xihe County. Prefectures and other places were plundered, and even if they came to Hedong, they would return north soon, so Hedong has always been relatively stable.
In the city of Anyi in Hedong County, the houses with white walls and black eaves appear alternately high and low. The area with the best scenery is the area near the Fen River.
There are many high-level courtyards here, all set up on the banks of the Fenshui River, and the Wei family's mansion naturally occupies the most beautiful section of the stone bank and the most delicate mountain forest on the banks of the Fenshui River.
At this moment, in the small building deep in the Weiyuan, the hanging silk curtains blocked the light from outside, and also blocked the candlelight coming from the darkness inside the small building.
Old Mr. Wei sat upright, raised Lada's eyelids, looked around at the other four bright-headed old men on the left and right, sighed, and said slowly: "The sky has mercy on me, before I die in the grave, I will finally see Bing Bei. Change the situation.”
The old man on the left said calmly: "The current policy was decided many years ago. We have never forgotten the humiliation of the past, but there are some details that still need to be carefully considered."
Mr. Wei nodded and said: "The specific affairs will naturally be carried out by the clan members one by one. Our Wei family has lived in Hedong for many years, and there will definitely be no problems."
"What the Great Elder said is true. There is another matter. There are also some of my children, who are either studying in Pingyang City or in the Academy. But now something happened suddenly... Can you speak to General Guanqiu and take care of me?"
"At this moment, we should take care of the present first, how can we get entangled in trivial matters..." Mr. Wei said calmly, "Gentleman Wei, his country is invincible! How could a certain Wei family from Hedong cherish his own life? What's more, General Guanqiu and General We have no contact with each other, so even if we ask for each other, what's the use?"
Looking at the complicated expressions of those old men, Mr. Wei smiled slightly, the wrinkles on his face wriggled a few times, and said: "You don't have to be sad. If the war goes well now... After we take control of Hedong, there will be no hope for Pingyang City. Not only will the children not suffer losses, but they will also gain some extra profits..."
"It's just...will this battle go smoothly?"
"Mr. Yang was naturally unwilling to accept his previous defeat. Now he raised his troops to march north. He had also been planning for a long time. Although he was brave in the expedition to the west, he was arrogant and arrogant. Now that he has fallen to Longyou, his troops will inevitably be in chaos. Now General Guanqiu is leading the army. Going north, there is no doubt that Pingyang will fall. As long as we take this opportunity to take the head of the king thief, we can regain the power of Hedong. What's more, the king thief has always been able to get both sides. Yang Gong must have resentment in his heart, even if he guessed that we What can be done about what he did? Even if he can’t say it, he still needs to thank us and take away his worries.”
"Speaking of which, I have to thank General Zhengxi... If the traitors of the Wang family were not afraid of Zhengxi, how could they be so indecisive and hate Duke Yang? Now that General Wuqiu is going north to supervise the battle, it is also because Duke Yang is dissatisfied. ."
"Haha, that's true."
"If he hadn't died in Zhengxi, and General Guanqiu came to lead the army, and the king thought he was safe, how could he send all the county soldiers to the north to meet us with such a great opportunity? This is really a matter of one peck and one drink, and the fate will bring it to pass."
Mr. Wei smiled and said happily: "Haha, after we finish the work, we will definitely build a stone monument on the bank of Fenshui River. At that time, we must not forget to add the name Zhengxi to indicate that the king's thief died in Zhengxi. Hand of the West..."
"Ha ha……"
The old people's joyful laughter rang out in the small building.
The Wei clan in Hedong and many local right-wingers have existed for much longer than any county governor. Relying on various etiquette and legal constraints within the clan, the local nobles and right-wingers in the Han Dynasty have always maintained their relationship with each other. The strong cohesion within the Han Dynasty, and the three to four hundred-year-old official recommendation system in the Han Dynasty, resulted in the place being often run by these noble lords like a piece of iron. No matter how the court or the county governor tried to divide and separate, under normal circumstances It can only touch the outermost layer of existence, but cannot penetrate deep into its core.
Just like Wei Ji's every move before, although Mr. Wei didn't show up, it doesn't mean that he didn't know anything about it. Wei Ji is the heir to the family head that the Wei family is optimistic about, but unfortunately, Wei Ji was not able to successfully complete his mission. Trial.
Therefore, Wei Jian had to pay the due price for his arrogance or carelessness. As a result, the members of Wei Jianfang's team were impoverished and lost the wealth they had accumulated over the years.
Although the gecko's tail is cut off and the sea cucumber vomits its intestines, although it looks extremely miserable, it is actually the norm for these creatures to save their lives, and the same is true for Wei.
Although the Wei family has retreated again and again, it seems that it has lost everything and is in embarrassment of personnel, but these are only on the surface. During the many years of operation of the Hedong Wei family, it has penetrated into almost every aspect, so how can it be to compensate for some money and things? Can it be completely defeated?
Originally there were some soldiers directly under Wang Yi guarding Anyi City, but now most of them followed Guanqiu Xing. In addition, the Wei family also knew that in recent years, Wang Yi did not dare to offend Yang Biao, and on the other hand was afraid of conquest. General Xi tried his best to maintain a balance between these two aspects, seemingly trying to please both sides, but in fact he offended both sides...,
But now, Mrs. Wei thought that Wang Yi should have vomited out all the tails and intestines that were given to Wang Yi to eat.
The afternoon sun is bright and the autumn breeze is refreshing.
In accordance with the usual practice, the governor of Anyi City convened various government officials to discuss the autumn harvest and arrange for the transportation of grain and grass to other places.
All officials arrived as ordered.
Before getting into the formal topic, Anyi City Patrol Officer stumbled over and reported that there were suspected troops in the city who had retreated from the Western Expedition and were gathering to cause chaos!
Wang Yi was shocked and ordered the city gates to be closed and the whole city searched!
The officials looked at each other.
Just when Wang Yi was sending out the last of his direct soldiers to quell the Zhengxi defeated troops in the city, a fire suddenly broke out in the backyard of the government office, and chaos suddenly broke out!
The Wei family's private soldiers, who had been lying in wait for a long time, rushed into the government office under the pretense of putting out a fire and closed the door. Suddenly, a burst of angry questioning sounded in the Anyi government office, and soon after, screams of pain were heard.
Ring!
Blood dyed the bluestone red and slowly seeped out from under the copper-nailed government office door...
With a "bang", the closed government office was pushed open again, and then someone rushed out, stained with blood, and shouted loudly: "The remnants of the Western Conquest actually disguised themselves into the government office and assassinated Wang Shijun!
