Watching Gao Xuan turn around and leave, the guardian turned his attention to the snowman that Gao Xuan had piled up before. After a moment, footsteps sounded behind him. The middle-aged scholar stood still in the distance. After thinking about it, he decided to come over.
, said: "Gao Xuan is actually very talented and has the ability to lead troops. But I don't know why. He doesn't seem to be competitive. He doesn't want fame or military glory. The general is still
When we were in the Northern Territory, I told me many times that I felt sorry for him. If he had worked harder, he would have a good chance of taking over the military affairs of the Northern Territory."
The guard turned around, looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yaochang, I also want to have a chat with you."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar did not refuse and nodded: "That's exactly what I mean."
So the two of them returned to the eaves and looked at the light snow together. The guard said: "This person Gao Xuan seems to be comparable to Mr. Yaochang. He is obviously capable, but he doesn't care about worldly fame and wealth at all. Yaochang
Sir, you have been in the Northern Territory for so many years and you have obviously done so much for the Northern Territory, but why are you still just a white man?"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar asked with a smile: "Didn't the general tell the general?"
The guardian did not answer the question, but simply said: "I would like to hear Mr. Yaochang's own thoughts."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and said indifferently: "I came from an academy, so I can be considered a scholar. Since I am a scholar, I just want to be a scholar. Since I don't know how to practice, and I don't know how to lead troops in war, if the imperial court really wants to confer me a title,
To be a general, wouldn’t it make you laughable and generous?”
The guarding envoy shook his head, "There is no shortage of Confucian generals in our dynasty. If Mr. Yao Chang is willing, I will tell your majesty at this moment. It is hard to say what kind of general he will be, but it will definitely not be less than the third rank."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar said: "If I really wanted to be a general, why did I wait until now?"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar has been in the northern border for many years, and has been advising the generals for many years. He has already gained enough prestige among the northern border troops. If he wants to be a general, there will be no resistance at all, let alone any problems.
There is still no official or even a half-dozen positions for soldiers and generals who cannot be mobilized, just because he is unwilling, that's all.
The guard said softly: "Speak the truth."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar laughed at himself: "In fact, I don't think so much. I just want to do something as a scholar."
In fact, whether they were academy students or scholars in the Daliang Dynasty, they had always looked down upon these warriors in the northern border. Even if they shed their lives and blood in the northern border for the people of Daliang, it hardly changed the minds of those scholars. Before, the Chen Dynasty was
The quarrel among the scholars by the lake is actually for this purpose.
The foreign monks can look down on the warriors of the Liang Dynasty, and the scholars can also call the warriors vulgar behind their backs, but these soldiers and warriors in the north should not be insulted by the scholars of the Liang Dynasty. Not only should they not, but they should also be greatly praised.
That's it.
"Actually, sometimes, I often feel a little ashamed of myself as a scholar."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked into the distance and said softly: "The sage said that those who have both virtue and talent are called saints, and those who have virtue but no talent are called gentlemen. But there are tens of millions of scholars in the Liang Dynasty, how many of them can say that they are gentlemen?
"
The guard envoy said: "Liu Banbi?"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and said: "Although Liu Jianxian is a disciple of the dean, from the moment he practiced swordsmanship, from the moment he no longer wanted to read the books of sages, I am actually unwilling to call him Mr. Liu."
The guard thought for a moment and said, "I understand."
He originally wanted to end the conversation, but the middle-aged Confucian scholar seemed to be unable to hold back some words in his heart, and said to himself: "I, the scholar of the Liang Dynasty, received the emperor's favor and enjoyed the peaceful time, but I forgot It was the peace that these warriors in the Northern Territory fought for for them, and it was because they risked their lives that they allowed those scholars to concentrate on reading, writing and teaching. I am also a scholar, but I often feel anxious all day long. After arriving in the Northern Territory that day, I feel much more at ease. I came to the north to seek peace of mind for myself. I also want to tell these warriors in the north not to be so disappointed when scolding these scholars, because at least there is still one scholar in the north who still stands with them. Let’s fight together for the people of Liang.”
The middle-aged Confucian scholar who finished speaking these words in one breath exhaled, as if all the pent-up energy he had accumulated for many years was let out at this moment. He looked more relaxed and said softly: "Please believe it, the general, and also ask the robes in the north to believe it." , in the future, more scholars from the Liang Dynasty will come to the north, and more scholars will choose to fight side by side with us."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar has hope in his heart, so he stays in this frozen and snowy Mobei day after day.
The guard smiled and said: "After listening to Mr. Yaochang's words, when I scold you again in the future, please be careful to accumulate some virtue in your mouth."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar laughed it off.
He doesn't know what the world will be like in the future, but he sincerely feels that it will get better and better in the future.
"After talking about these gossips, I have to ask Mr. Yaochang for another favor."
The smile on the guard's face gradually disappeared.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar cupped his hands and said: "But it depends on the general's command."
The guard officer got straight to the point: "The General has been in the Northern Territory for many years. Although he has been able to keep the Great Wall unbroken and the people of Liang live in peace, there are still things that happen on this Great Wall. The General has been running the Northern Territory for many years, so he may have seen it. But I don’t know how to do it, or maybe I think these things are just trivial things, but the will I got in the city of gods is not like this. When I come to the north, the demon clan wants to fight, and so do these worms and rats that drink human blood. Grasp."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar was startled, then smiled bitterly and said: "The general is not unaware, but one move can affect the whole body. The border troops in the northern border have had intricate relationships for so many years, and one move will involve countless people. It will only affect the stability of the northern border. If the general The morale and morale of the army have been lost, the demon tribe cannot resist, and the Great Wall will fall."
The guard shook his head and said: "Mr. Yaochang, the one who really supports this Great Wall is not my officer, nor these generals, but the tens of thousands of soldiers. Their hearts are chilled. No matter how high my level is, No matter how brave these generals fight, the Great Wall will collapse."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar murmured: "But this matter is really too big. Doesn't Your Majesty know the danger involved?"
The guard envoy said solemnly: "Isn't the Xia family not big enough?"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar was stunned and speechless. Although he was in the northern border, he had also heard about the great changes in the divine capital at the end of last winter. Now when he heard the guardian envoy mention it again, the middle-aged Confucian scholar sighed softly: "Your Majesty's courage is truly remarkable. It’s admirable.”
"Daliang Dynasty seems to be prosperous and peaceful, but under the surface of the lake, there are many undercurrents surging. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that His Majesty's actions of removing sores are just to find out all the borers in the big tree of Daliang Dynasty. Rather than making this big tree look strong on the outside but dry on the inside.”
The guard envoy said: "If this is not the case, in a few years, there will be a sentence written in the history books that all dynasties have perished because of their decline, but only Daliang has perished because of its strength?"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar murmured: "All dynasties have perished due to decline, but only Daliang has perished due to strength?"
After a while, the middle-aged Confucian scholar came back to his senses, his eyes gradually became firmer, and he whispered: "What does the general want to do?"
The guard said calmly: "This matter is serious, so we should take care of it slowly."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded and said: "It should be so."
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On the banks of the Onan River.
After freezing before winter last year, this long river regarded as the mother river by the demon clan has actually not thawed yet. The demon clan’s territory is in the far north. Even though the humans ceded thirty thousand miles of Mobei countless years ago, the demon clan’s territory has not yet thawed.
The territory of the clan is still covered with ice and snow most of the year. If the human clan were placed in this place, it would actually be difficult to survive. Thanks to the demon clan's physical strength being much stronger than the human clan, otherwise, even they would be in such a bitter cold place.
, it’s also hard to bear.
At this moment, there is a demon clan scout in the lower reaches of the Onan River, numbering more than a dozen people, and they are going down the river bank towards the Great Wall of the Human Race.
The war between the human race and the demon race last winter ended with a small victory for the human race. Even in the end, the human emperor went deep into the desert thirty thousand miles and had a big battle with the demon emperor. Naturally, the victory was not determined, but
After winter, the war ceased, and both sides had a tacit agreement to withdraw their troops. There were no major battles in these days, but the army did not come out, and the protagonists of Thirty Thousand Miles in Mobei actually became scouts on both sides.
In these days, the scouts from both sides fought against each other, with each winning and losing. Although not many people died, they were still dying.
As the demon clan scout crossed the Onan River and came to the Mobei grassland, not long after, they met a scout from the northern border army in front. When the two met, they didn't say anything. They just drew their swords in silence.
The fight began in silence.
Half an hour later, the winner was decided between the two sides. The demon scouts were victorious and their numbers were reduced by more than half. The leader of the scouts walked silently to the body of the human scouts, silently cut off the other's ears and put them in the human scout's body.
Then he exhaled a breath of cold air and whispered in the language of the demon clan: "Continue going south."
The remaining demon clan scouts did not speak. They just climbed on their own mounts and continued to cruise on the Mobei Plain. In fact, they also knew that if they continued like this, sooner or later they would die on the Mobei Plain. Their ears
It will also be put into the human race's animal skin pockets, but for them, there is no other choice.
Dead people and bloodshed are no longer strange things to them.
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On the upper reaches of the Onan River, the wind and snow are still there.
In the wind and snow, the figure of the Demon Emperor was somewhat unclear.
The demon emperor, who was seriously injured and almost lost his throne after the battle with Emperor Liang, has now fully recovered from his injuries and now leaves the royal city and comes here again.
Beside him, the high priest of the demon clan accompanied the demon emperor as he looked into the distance and towards the south.
"Winter is almost over, and the grass will be deep next year, so we can take a break."
The demon emperor's eyes were deep, and the emotions of the demon emperor were hidden in those eyes, but no one dared to look into his eyes, so naturally they didn't know what he was thinking.
The high priest said softly: "After years of fighting, the royal army is getting a little tired."
The demon emperor's voice sounded in the wind and snow, "It may not be a good thing. The human race has an amazing emperor. Even I find it difficult."
The high priest was startled when he heard this and said respectfully: "Your Majesty's power is so powerful that you don't have to worry about it."
The Demon Emperor sneered: "If you always regard the human race as a lamb to be slaughtered, then you will not be far away from becoming a lamb."
The high priest then lowered his head and said: "What your Majesty said is true. In the past two hundred years, we have not been able to cross the Great Wall."
The Demon Emperor said: "I wonder what happened to the young people of the human race."
Having a great emperor with great talent and strategy is not a terrible thing. What is terrible is that after him, if the human race still has many great young people, it will not be good news for the demon race.
The high priest didn't know how to answer.
The Demon Emperor said: "That person has been to Mobei once, so I will go to Daliang to have a look."
The high priest frowned and said, "Your Majesty, think twice."
The Demon Emperor was indifferent and speechless.
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Thanks for the reward of Brother Bandit's song. I'll wait until I feel better.