Wang Xun was speechless again. This was the third time today that he was shocked by Feng Changqing. He never thought that Fourth Uncle Feng, who seemed to be able to take everything around him indifferently in the past, actually had such a hidden secret in his heart.
The fierce and intolerant side. The Tang Dynasty did have many unsatisfactory aspects, such as the rampant power of the powerful and the lawlessness of corrupt officials. However, after all, the Tang Dynasty was still the most powerful country he knew in this land. It had brought him
Many honors and dreams.
Therefore, deep down in his heart, it was difficult for Wang Xun to agree with Feng Changqing's conclusion. In his memory, Li Bai, the immortal poet, and Lei Wanchun, who possessed unique skills, and even some friends and playmates he knew gave guidance.
During the Jiangshan period, everyone's face was full of anger. However, if someone said to them, "The Tang Dynasty is on its last legs, and all the prosperity in front of them is a reflection of the sun's decline." They would definitely rise up and fight with each other immediately.
Tuan. It just so happened that the person who said this today was ten or even twenty times more proud in his official career than Li Bai, Lei Wanchun and others! It just so happened that the person who said this today was actually his most respected elder, Feng Chang Qingfeng
Fourth uncle!
"No one has ever told you this, right?" The dissatisfaction in Wang Xun's heart could be seen at a glance. Feng Changqing picked up the wine cup again and asked with a smile while slowly sipping it.
"Yeah!" Wang Xun nodded and admitted. Feng Changqing must be drunk. As a young man, there is no need for him to be serious with a drunk elder at this time. Anyway, come together tomorrow morning, and Fourth Uncle Feng himself
You may not remember what he once said!
Feng Changqing breathed out gloomily, as if he wanted to expel the lump in his heart and the smell of alcohol from his throat, "No one said it because they thought you were still young or didn't know how to tell you. You were in Chang'an
At that time, I was well-dressed, well-fed, and mingled with sex, but I still felt unhappy, right?"
"Well!" Wang Xun also picked up the wine cup and tasted it carefully, imitating Feng Changqing. Due to the brewing process, the wine of Flynn Country has a hint of astringency in its bones. The more carefully you taste it, the more you taste it.
The taste becomes clearer. It is like some desolation hidden in the depths of prosperity. It is difficult to recall it without deliberately digging around. But once it is found, it can no longer be concealed.
Feng Changqing's words came from the opposite side. The voice was not high, but it made Wang Xun feel dizzy. He wished he could immediately cover his ears with his hands, "Logically, you are also a child of a noble family. You were born with a
You are rich and noble. However, when you were in Chang'an, you still felt that your life was uneasy, and you even felt scared occasionally, right?"
"Yeah!" This is the fact. Wang Xun is only qualified to nod. He can't deny it, and nothing can be denied. If we say that long before Yu Wenzhi was thrown into prison in a daze, he was too dazed to realize that the family he had always relied on
If his strength could not guarantee his safety at all, the moment he approached the Chang'an County jail and saw Yu Wenzhi being tied up in the mud like a pig or dog, a certain sense of crisis had already left a seed in his heart. And
Take root, sprout and grow quickly.
In Chang'an City, almost no one is absolutely safe. Except for the only one in Taiji Palace! He Wang Xun can just trample a peddler and a lackey on the street under his horse, and then leave without looking back.
Wang Xun, Jia Jilin and others can easily crush Wang Xun to death like an ant. On top of Wang Xun, Jia Jilin and others, there are Yang Guozhong, Li Linfu, and countless dragons, grandsons, and royal relatives.
A relative of the country. Even if he is like Li Linfu, it is not safe to have power in both the government and the public. A single angry word from His Majesty the Emperor can make him have his grave dug up and whipped after his death!
There was definitely something wrong with this. But what was wrong, Wang Xun couldn't tell at all. The wine in the luminous cup was so red that it seemed like a cup of freshly splashed blood. It was not someone else's, but his own.
An invisible knife was stabbed in the heart, and it was sprayed out at a rapid speed, unable to stop the wound at all.
The fearful and depressing feeling in Chang'an City once again haunted him, making him almost unable to breathe. Subconsciously, he turned his eyes for help to Uncle Feng, but he saw Uncle Feng looking at him with a cruel and unfamiliar look.
I, with blood stains on the corner of my mouth, said, "You know something is wrong, right? To tell you the truth, I have felt it for a long time. Not only me, but almost everyone can feel that something is wrong with Datang. But
, from top to bottom, no one could come up with a solution. So I had to close my eyes, cover my ears, pretend to see nothing, hear nothing, and continue to fool myself."
Is this really the case? Wang Xun couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it. The prosperous Tang Dynasty, the prosperous Tang Dynasty. This was his dream, and his pride as a Tang man! Why did Fourth Uncle Feng insist on breaking it?
Why do I have to go crazy and drink this wine with Fourth Uncle Feng when I'm so good?!
"It would be great if you can always be immersed in the dream of a prosperous age. But will others give you time to sleep?" Feng Changqing dropped the luminous cup and lightly hit each other with his palms. "The Tubo people on the other side of the snow mountain, the people on the west side of Congling
The cannibals, as well as the Turks who have just been suppressed and are ready to rise again at any time, are all looking forward to another problem in the Tang Dynasty. I think back then, when Empress Wu and the Li family were fighting for power, they immediately killed our Anxi soldiers.
The thousands of miles of territory we exchanged for our lives were all lost to outsiders. From His Majesty's accession to the present day, three generations of Anxi soldiers have fought bloody battles, but they have not been able to recreate the glory of their ancestors."
Wang Xun smiled, with a somewhat bitter expression on his face. Deep down in his heart, he did not have a strong desire to expand his territory. He came to Anxi just to avoid trouble at first. Later, he wanted to gain fame and achieve something as soon as possible.
Position, so as to avenge those brothers who died unjustly in the desert. Afterwards, it became increasingly difficult to avenge Yang Guozhong, and Feng Changqing was not very supportive of it. His goal in life became to become a high official
, at least achieve the fourth rank or above, leave your name in the court, so that others can no longer wipe away oneself from this world as easily as dust. When it is discovered that the position of the fourth rank lieutenant general still cannot ensure his safety,
He hopes to go one step further and be like Feng Changqing, who holds a large number of troops and dominates the area. When anyone provokes him, he must weigh the consequences.
This is one of the reasons why he is willing to accept Xue Jingxian's suggestion and take the initiative to venture to the West. Not only to escape, but also to find more opportunities for promotion. He will get his fame immediately. When there is no war for the time being, he will get his fame immediately.
If the road doesn't work, find another way, as long as it can go faster.
In essence, at this moment, he and his good friend Yuwen Zida have the same pursuit in life. They are all going up, up, and continue to go up. In order not to be easily stepped on by others, so that more people can be stepped on under their feet.
.It’s just that Yu Wenzhi has an extreme temperament and never hides his personal ambitions. Wang Mingyun, on the other hand, has a slightly calmer temperament and can be calm and leisurely on the surface, making it easier for others to accept him.
But why did Feng Changqing tell him about the dreams of generations of Anxi soldiers? Don’t you know that at this moment, he, Wang, doesn’t even have the ability to protect himself? I don’t know that at this moment, he, Wang, is already living a very hard life.
Are you tired? What on earth is the old guy going to do today? What?
No matter how reluctant Wang Xun was, Feng Changqing looked over again, like two aggressive steel knives, "Do you know why I want to tell you this today?"
"Maybe I will disappoint my fourth uncle. I really don't understand!" Wang Xun nodded and averted his eyes with a guilty conscience, unwilling to look into Feng Changqing's eyes. The dream of Anxi soldiers is to reach the position of Jiedushi.
It's something that a superior only needs to bear. He is only a fourth-grade Zhonglang general, and he is not high enough to bear it.
"Because I appreciate you!" As if he was afraid that Wang Xun would escape, Feng Changqing instantly raised his voice. "From the first day I saw you, I have been optimistic about you and believe that you are a person who can inherit the throne one day.
My mantle!"
"Four, Fourth Uncle, you, you are drunk!" Wang Xun's head was struck with a bang, as if countless suns exploded inside instantly. On his own, he almost lost his life and even lost money for others.
? Inherit the mantle of Fourth Uncle Feng? Forget it! Li Siye or Duan Xiushi, which one should not be in front of him! Even if they don’t have the same temper with Fourth Uncle Feng, there are also famous generals like Zhou Xiaofeng, Li Yuanqin, and Zhao Huaixu who need connections.
If you have connections, you have to take credit for your achievements. No matter how thick-skinned you are, you don't have the guts to let them give a fist salute to a junior like you.
Feng Changqing seemed to be really drunk. As he was talking, he ran away to nowhere. He was still criticizing the current ills and scolding the government and the public for being covert. Then he turned the topic to the future of the Anxi Army. Then, nothing happened.
When Wang Xun caught up with his thoughts, the old general slammed the table again and shouted at his followers, "Bring me the map! I want the largest and most detailed one and hang it on the wall in front of me!"
"No!" Several of the attendants glared at Wang Xun fiercely, and then quickly retreated. The little guy named Wang didn't know how to advance or retreat. If he had left first, everyone would not have heard the drunken words behind him. This time
Well, if someone unintentionally spreads a certain topic, not only will Commander Feng be caught, but the morale of the Anxi Army will also fluctuate greatly.
However, they did not dare to disobey Feng Changqing's order, so they had to drag in a huge cowhide map. Several people worked together to fully stretch it and hang it on the north wall.
While everyone was taking pictures and hanging them up, Feng Changqing drank a lot of wine, and also forced Wang Xun to drink a lot. Both of them were somewhat drunk again, and their words became more and more irrelevant.
"Do you think that as a general, you fight on the battlefield just for fame? You, too, look down on me, and you think too low of yourself!"
"Four, fourth uncle is right. Junior, junior has not had any ambition since he was a child. He has always been someone who just goes wherever he goes!" It must be said that Wang Xun's truth after he got drunk made everyone feel more comfortable.
Looking at him again with a bit of dissatisfaction, everyone decided to try their best to forget all about Feng Changqing's so-called entrustment of the mantle tonight. The drunken words were not true. Besides, Commander Feng was unhappy today, so he was a little rude.
.Maybe he himself will find what happened tonight funny later. How is it possible to hand over the mantle to a young man who has only been in Anxi for less than a year? How many people will believe this if he says it?
