Chapter 143 Sending you off to Jianghuyuan, when will Yunshu meet again?
Chapter 143 I’ll send you off to the world far away. When will Yun Shu meet again?
Author: Wu Lie
Chapter 143 I’ll send you off to the world far away. When will Yun Shu meet again?
On the twenty-second day of the drunken moon in the year of the Wood Rat in the Tubo calendar, he and the Tubo princess who was close to the Jin Kingdom left Shunzhou, a border area, and headed north to the desert.
Dorgon and Luoning are also about to say goodbye.
Luo Ning rode Dorgon five hundred miles away, all the way to the Cangyan River and at the foot of Fengzhi Mountain.
At this time, the sunset was already shining, and the clouds reflected the mountains and rivers.
The cool breeze blows between the mountains and rivers. It is still summer, but it is a bit cool and has a hint of autumn.
"Luoning Anda, after seeing you for thousands of miles, we will finally say goodbye." Dorgon looked at the sunset, his eyes a little melancholy, "You and I, brothers, let's say goodbye."
He took out his dry pipe and lit it.
"Let's finish smoking a pack of cigarettes together, and then I'll go."
"Okay." Luo Ning also took out the Longyu dry pipe and lit it.
The two of them wore the same long jade pipes and smoked together in front of thousands of Jurchens from the wedding delegation...
"Bata...bata..."
The sun was setting in the west, and the sky and the earth were leisurely. The figures of the two men riding horses side by side were as vivid as silhouettes.
"Dorgon Anda, we are going through thousands of mountains and rivers and desolate deserts. Please take care and have a safe journey."
Luo Ning's voice was sincere, his tone was reluctant, and his expression was sad.
Dorgon looked at the lakes and mountains and said with emotion, "Luoning Anda, although I, Dorgon, am of noble origin, I am still pathetic."
"Ever since I was a kid, you were the only one who could get along with me like a true friend."
"Luoning Anda, you are my only friend. You are different from them."
Luo Ning sighed: "We have gone through adversity together. Although we have only known each other for a short time, we can feel like old friends at first sight. If it were not for waiting here for family reunion, I would definitely go to Daikin with you."
"It's rare for you to be someone who values affection and justice." Dorgon nodded, "Actually, I also envy you. At least you have a sister and mother who really care about you."
"Luoning Anda, when you reunite with them, you can come to the Kingdom of Jin. I will make all the arrangements for you with glory, wealth, high position and salary."
Luo Ning shook his head, "Dorgon Anda, how could I not know your good intentions? But even if I go to the Kingdom of Jin, I don't want to be an official. If I become an official, I will become a monarch and minister with you, which will hurt the relationship between us.
Loyalty. It is better to be a hermit who stays away from the court."
"Hahaha!" Dorgon couldn't help but laugh, "Luoning Anda, you are also a scholar. Don't you know that the Xia people have a saying, which is to hide yourself from the court?"
"If you really want to fulfill the brotherhood and want to be a hermit, you should also hide yourself from the court."
"Haha!" Luo Ning couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "So, when I arrive in the Kingdom of Jin in the future, I will definitely ask for an official position."
The so-called seclusion from the court is of course just a noble excuse for those noble literati who want to be bitches and build memorial arches.
In Luo Ning's view, a great hermit should be aloof from the world and wander in the woods. He would only deceive himself and others by treating himself as a great hermit in the palace.
"Luoning Anda." Dorgon looked serious, "After the princess and I leave, those lords and temple masters will probably be unfavorable to you. You must be careful not to be assassinated by them."
"Yin Zhen and Eshu have good qualifications. They may break through to the sixth level. They will be your good helpers."
Luo Ning nodded, "Don't worry, I know."
At this moment, he felt a little moved.
Maybe Dorgon really lacks friendship and is very loyal to himself.
But Luo Ning knew very well that he and this Jurchen noble were definitely not the same person.
"Yun Fuyao of Qianqiu Mountain, please cooperate more and support each other." Dorgon continued, "When the time is right, you can achieve something great..."
He used the word "career" very seriously, and the meaning is self-evident.
Dorgon was a born political figure. Even though he regarded Luo Ning as a friend, he still had the intention of taking advantage of Luo Ning.
He hoped that Luo Ning and Yun Fuyao would become Da Jin's two nails, firmly nailing Xi Fan.
If Dajin uses troops against Tubo and Nanzhao in the future, Xifan County will be the best bridgehead.
He casually arranged a seemingly useless move, and his plan was far-reaching.
Of course, he didn't mean to harm Luoning.
From the perspective of a great nobleman of the Jin Kingdom, he hoped that Luo Ning could serve Dajin in Xifan and enjoy the glory and wealth of Dajin in the future. He was both a friend and a friend of Dajin, and he could be said to care about both public and private matters.
After Dorgon finished speaking, the bag of dry cigarettes had burned to ashes.
Luo Ning also exhaled the last puff of smoke and slowly whispered:
"The sun sets over the mountains and rivers and shines late,
Knowing that you are separated from others is a loss.
The liver and gallbladder are used to illuminate half of life and death,
Two bags of cigarettes in the phase of spirit and energy.
I’ll send you off to far away rivers and lakes,
In what year did Yun Shu reunite?
My brother is originally from Luantai,
Even in the high places of the nine heavens, it is cold."
"Dorgon Anda, we have to say goodbye. I don't know when we will see each other again. My little brother's wishes are all in this poem."
A word has passed, and the ashes are like snow.
Dorgon was moved when he heard the words, "Luoning Anda, I don't know how to write poetry, but I understand, I understand your heart."
"You give me a poem, and I will give you a gift."
After speaking, he shouted loudly: "Yabusu!"
"My servant is here!" A fifth-grade general appeared in front of Dorgon, wearing horseshoe sleeves to say hello.
"Yabusu." Dorgon ordered, "You are in charge of the marching armaments, so leave 300 pieces of real armor, 300 horses, 300 bows, 10,000 arrows, and 300 long knives to give to Luo
Ning Anda."
"Hey!" Yabusu responded thunderously, but then he raised a troubled face, "Oh, really, how can I pay the debt? This is a whole lot of equipment."
Dorgon said: "Just report the loss!"
"Hey!" Yabusu felt distressed, but she could only do as she was told.
This is not only the entire Niulu equipment, but also the equipment of Dajin Baqi, which is the best in the world.
These three hundred sets of equipment are all spiritual weapons, and the war horses are worth at least one million taels of silver! And you can't buy them even if you have money!
Er Zhen gave it directly to Luo Ning.
Even Luo Ning was shocked. One poem, in exchange for so many weapons?
"Dorgon Anda, you..."
"Luoning Anda," Dorgon waved his hand generously, "I give you these weapons, and you can train another three hundred soldiers. These things are nothing to me, so just accept them."
"If you carry the title of Zhengbaiqi Niulueruzhen, you can still be considered as doing something for Daikin."
"Shunzhou is a very good place. It is an important place. You should do a good job."
"Okay." Luo Ning nodded, "Then I'm welcome."
Soon, three hundred war horses and corresponding armor and weapons were collected.
"Let's go!" Dorgon rode his horse and raised his whip, "Luoning Anda, see you later!"
The horse under the crotch shoots out like an arrow.
"Dorgon Anda, see you later!" Luo Ning waved.
But I saw a large group of Jurchen cavalry rolling northward, and soon they were far away.
That Fan Wencheng also left with the Jin delegation.
Luo Ning looked at Dorgon walking away with a complicated expression.
Dorgon, if we meet next time, will we still be friends?
PS: The first volume of "Jianghu Stage" ends this week.