In the official hall of Longgu City in the northwest, the yard was full of people. All of them were in ragged clothes and looked skinny. However, as the angel standing in the yard read in a measured tone, the original expression of fear and uneasiness gradually turned into excitement and joy.
"….I was granted the title of Colonel Xuanye and was ordered to take charge of military and horse matters…"
After the angel finished reading, he looked at Xu Sigen who was kneeling in front of him.
"Xu Sigen accepted the order."
Xu Sigen kowtowed and choked with tears, then reached out to take it.
The people standing nearby surrounded him with a roar.
"Great, great."
"Promoted again and again."
Some people cried excitedly.
"Are these people his relatives and friends? When I heard that Xu Sogen was promoted, why were I more excited than the people who were promoted?" the onlookers asked curiously.
"No, these people are deserters and civilian husbands from Linguan Village. They were imprisoned for a long time and thought they were going to die. They were suddenly released, and Xu Sigen was promoted again. It can be seen that they will definitely not die, so they are happy.
I'm crying." Someone who knew about it said with a smile.
The people in the venue were still excited, and a group of generals stepped out of the official hall.
"You guys who are afraid of death!" he shouted loudly.
The loud voice immediately drowned out the noise, and the yard became quiet.
"You guys who are afraid of death." The man reiterated, as if he was afraid that everyone could not hear clearly.
The faces of those present who were happy to have escaped the disaster suddenly turned pale again, and they all looked at the general.
Zhong Chengbu glanced at these people, not hiding the contempt in his eyes.
"Now get out of the official hall immediately." He said, "Take off your military robes, get out of Longgu City and the northwest."
The scene was quiet.
"Get out!" Zhong Chengbu shouted suddenly.
More than half of the people shuddered, turned around and walked out with their heads lowered.
But besides Xu Sigan and Liu Kui, there was one person who stood still.
"Why don't you get out?" Zhong Chengbu shouted with raised eyebrows.
"Your Majesty didn't say anything about me, so of course I won't leave," the man said.
Zhong Chengbu smiled and looked at him.
"Why didn't I tell you?" he asked.
At this time, the people leaving quietly looked back, and some even called to the man in a low voice, urging him to escape with his life and not to anger this vicious general again.
The man still stood still.
"Because I'm not afraid of death," he said. "Maybe I was before, but not now."
The scene was quiet for a moment, and Zhong Chengbu laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed in the yard.
"Okay, the Western bandits swept through our two villages and two forts some time ago. Those of you who are not afraid of death, let's go and avenge our shame." He raised his hand and said.
The soldiers and generals standing in the courtyard responded in unison.
"Avenging shame!"
"Avenging shame!"
First in the yard, and then outside, the sound was endless.
The soldiers and civilians who had already reached the door had white and red faces. First one, then two or three turned around and came back.
"Damn, who is afraid of death!"
"What's so scary about death? Dying in bed is not the same as dying on the battlefield!"
"Xu Maoxiu and the others can earn a reward even if they are dead, why can't we who are still alive do the same?"
Seeing them standing next to the man and shouting in unison, a smile appeared on Zhong Chengbu's lips.
The generals in the hall naturally heard this sound, and some of the older ones had complicated expressions.
"Sure enough, young people can boost morale." Someone said.
"General Zhong is so young after all." Someone said slowly.
How dare you say such words so easily to avenge your shame.
Ex-shame, the shame caused by your ex?
Jiang Wenyuan hasn't left yet, and the decision hasn't been made yet. Just ignore the step and step on it, okay?
"He looks good, and he sounds nice, let's see how he is doing." Someone said, twirling his beard.
On the street, generals and soldiers kept running past, gathering together.
Liu Kui, who was released from the cell, only changed his clothes and ran out without even bothering to wash his face.
Someone called him from behind.
Liu Kui turned around and saw a young man riding a horse. The horse was fully equipped. This equipment was only available to middle-level generals. Look at the swords, spears, spears, and three crossbows...
The young general stretched out his hand and took out two and handed them over.
Liu Kui was stunned.
"This is what Fan Jianglin asked me to give you." Zhou Lang said, "One is Xu Bangchui's three-stone bow, and the other is the divine arm bow newly equipped by the imperial court. As for how to use it, you can go to the crossbow array for advice."
Liu Kui took it in a daze, and without waiting for him to say anything, Zhou Lang rode away.
"Stop, leave the bow and arrows."
"What?"
"Didn't the army distribute bows and arrows to you? Who asked you to use this? Privately issued equipment will violate military discipline. Bring it to me."
"Bah, I've never heard of anyone despising such a good thing as not allowing the use of good weapons or not allowing the military to spend money."
"A good weapon? A good weapon would be wasted in your hands. Bring it here and I'll give it to you if you have it. How dare you disobey your superiors and generals? Who dares to use it if you are so disrespectful? You can't even serve as servants!"
Liu Kui clenched the bow in his hand, and for a moment his eyes fell on another bow. Divine Arm Bow? What is it?
…………………………………………….
"Bring me the God's Arm Bow!"
Someone shouted loudly.
With this shout, the row of archers originally located at the city gate immediately retreated, and another row of soldiers holding crossbows stood over. In the sunlight, you could see that their bows had been strung.
Liu Kui, who was in the ditch under the city gate, looked back and then at the crossbow placed aside.
"Isn't it just a heavy crossbow?" he muttered, clenching the knife in his hand, "Has the court been deceived again by that guy who is greedy for money and wants to be rich? Haven't you learned enough lessons from the previous times?"
Before he finished muttering, his whole body tensed up, and his eyes were fixed on the front, where a large wave of assembled Tibetan troops was slowly approaching, and the hoofs of the horses made the whole ground tremble.
Liu Kui put down the knife in his hand and came to grab the crossbow. After hesitating for a moment, he naturally picked up the bow Xu Bangchui left for him and pointed it forward, silently calculating in his heart.
Bangchui, wait and see, how will I kill the thief with your bow...
Closer...
Closer...
Again….
The rumbling drum beat shook his eardrums at this moment. It was the drum beat of an attack. Liu Kui subconsciously shot the arrow in his hand in response to the drum beat, but he soon came to his senses.
"What are you doing?" he yelled angrily, turning his head, "Are you scared of the new guy? This damn guy can shoot a bird..."
His shouts stopped suddenly, and he looked at the rain of arrows flying above his head.
The rhythmic vibrations coming from under my feet suddenly became chaotic, and screams rolled like thunder in front of me.
Liu Kui stared blankly at the Tibetan thieves who fell from their horses like harvested wheat.
So far...so powerful...
The sound of drumming continued, and the buzzing sound of bowstrings echoed in his ears. Liu Kui raised his head and looked at the seemingly uninterrupted rain of arrows above his head.
So fast…so dense….
Liu Kui was trembling all over, dropped the bow in his hand, grabbed the divine arm bow beside him, and stepped on his pedals a few times in a panic, secretly regretting that he didn't listen carefully to the story of the crossbow soldier.
There were already cheers ringing in my ears.
"Damn it!" Liu Kui cursed bitterly. Seeing that the Tibetan army that was about to approach seemed to start to retreat like water, he became more and more anxious, "Save some for me!"
He roared, raised the bow with the arrow in his hand, and pulled it hard.
In Longgu City, Jiang Wenyuan has been sitting in the hall of his private residence for a long time.
"Master Jiang." Someone strode in from outside the door, his voice a little impatient, "Are you ready to set off?"
Jiang Wenyuan looked dull.
"Wait a little longer," he said.
The man exhaled and took a few steps closer.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked.
Jiang Wenyuan said nothing and clenched the hands on his knees tightly.
He doesn’t believe it, he doesn’t believe it, God won’t let him go, how can these people let him go!
"Report!"
Loud shouts came from outside.
"…..A great victory, a great victory…..General Zhong regained two forts and three villages…."
When the shout came in, Jiang Wenyuan's face suddenly turned pale. He sat up straight and leaned forward to hear it clearly.
But the shouting went away.
Did you hear it wrong? Is it an illusion?
The people in the room had already hurried out and came in again a short time later.
"Lubu Feijie, Master Jiang, General Zhong won a great victory, and the northwest will be stable." He said with a slight smile, "You can rest assured."
You can feel at ease….
Jiang Wenyuan sat back slumped, as if his strength had been drained.
"Is it because of the divine arm bow?" he asked in a muffled voice.
The man in the room sneered.
"Sir, I say this naturally because General Zhong commanded him properly," he said.
Jiang Wenyuan also sneered and stood up.
"Let's go." He said, stepped forward, walked to the yard, and stopped again, "Is that divine arm bow presented by Fan Jianglin?"
The man smiled and nodded.
"It's Military Supervisor Fan." He said with emphasis.
Fan Junjian.
Jiang Wenyuan felt a little funny and a little dazed. He couldn't help but look back at the courtyard.
Three years...
I thought I could stay longer...
How could this happen? How did it come to be like this?
"Don't regret it!"
The young man's voice rang in my ears again.
Is it because we didn’t check the merits and rewards of these dead soldiers? Is it because of this?
"Jiang Wenyuan, don't regret it!"
Jiang Wenyuan closed his eyes, turned his head and stepped out.
While Jiang Wenyuan was still on the road, the news of the great victory in the northwest had already been reported to the capital through urgent couriers. He shouted the news all the way through the doors and streets, making the streets and markets excited.
In a restaurant facing the street, Gao Lingbo couldn't help but look down and clearly saw the Xin soldiers speeding past.
"...Sir, you have to make the decision for our master."
Several older or younger men in front of me were still chattering.
"My master is here because he was framed and slandered by others. This matter has nothing to do with him..."
Gao Lingbo nodded and shook his head.
How can it be said that it has nothing to do with him? As long as he sits in this position, he will definitely become a thorn in people's side. It is impossible to have nothing to do with him. The only thing he can do is not leave people with the opportunity to pull him out, but Jiang Wen happens to
Yuan Liu looked for an opportunity, although this opportunity seemed so ridiculous.
After rejecting the Jiang family, Gao Lingbo walked out slowly and walked slowly along the stairs.
He thought of Chen Shao again, and was finally convinced that Chen Shao had really changed.
Chen Shao learned to use some inconvenient calculations, such as the methods of agitation and arrangements in the northwest, learned the trick of asking the emperor to resign in order to retreat, and also said sensational words to coax the emperor.
These were things Chen Shao had never done before.
When did he change, or in other words, who did he listen to?
Could it be that... Jiangzhou fool?
Is this Jiangzhou fool?
It was because of a restaurant that he silently made Liu Xiaoli's life worse than death. Now it's just a reward for a few dead soldiers. It's not enough to force an official to death. He has to forcefully bite and destroy it.
Did you lose a fool from Jiangzhou who is a strategic envoy?
How big of a deal is it? And all this sounds unbelievable, something that others dare not even think about. Not only did she think about it, she also did it, and she did it easily and with ease.
This Jiangzhou fool!
"Xu Maoxiu!"
"No, no, Fan Shitou is the best!"
"You know nothing! Xu Bangchui is the most sophisticated among the five people in Maoyuan Mountain!"
The noise made Gao Lingbo stop suddenly, what?
Maoyuan Mountain? Why is anyone still mentioning it? Is it endless? What is this Xu Maoxiu?
"Official, don't you know? There are inscriptions erected in front of the tombs of the five heroes of Maoyuan Mountain." The Zhike beside him said loudly, with his eyebrows dancing, "Xu Mao Xiu Fan Stone, Xu Bang Chui Fan San Chou and Xu La Yue are the names of these five heroes."
name…."
Gao Lingbo couldn't hide his surprise when he heard the Zhike pronounce his name smoothly and familiarly.
How come the names of these people have become so well known?
Isn’t one Maoyuan Mountain enough?
"The calligraphy on the inscription is so exquisite that people all over the capital are flocking to see it. Those people say that it is better than the calligraphy on Qieting Temple...it deserves to be the best in the world..." Zhike said loudly and beaming.
Number one in the world!
Gao Lingbo was stunned.
Okay, okay, as expected, just one Maoyuan Mountain is not enough. As expected, it is not enough for a group of ordinary people to spread the story. Scholars and officials must also remember it! In the end, five people will be left to commemorate it!
What a fool from Jiangzhou! Gao Lingbo narrowed his eyes.
"...It's just these few words...but the people in the city are crazy..."
"...The government had to send people to surround the cemetery, and the Cheng family also sent people to guard the tomb, otherwise it would be stolen..."
"...Don't be ridiculous, who would steal someone's tombstone..."
"...Who would steal? Let me tell you, I want to steal after reading this word, not to mention those people who want to guard the tombstone every day..."
".. Even Princess Boyang went to see it in person. After reading it, she went back and cried..."
"…angry?"
"What? I'm so happy. It's worth seeing such an inscription in my life..."
There were constant whispers in the ears, and then someone coughed softly.
Chen Shiba Niang couldn't help but tense up.
"...How does it compare to Mrs. Chen's calligraphy?"
"...Oh, you are asking for nothing, how can you compare..."
"..Then who can't compete with whom?"
No one answered, and there was high and low laughter.
The laughter was more... embarrassing than the answer.
Chen Shiba Niang bit her lower lip, raised her feet and took a step forward. She walked so far away that she could still hear whispers and pointing fingers behind her.
Fortunately, there were few people in the eldest prince's classroom palace. She quickly found a quiet place to stand, took out her hand from her sleeve, and unfolded the piece of paper she was holding.
Fan Shitou.
Three words hit the line of sight so hard that it was dizzying.
Chen Shiba Niang couldn't help but close her eyes.
"I came here today just to show you whether my efforts are of no use. I want to show you whether I have made any progress."
"Progress has been made."
She said she was getting better, and she was answering the second question.
So the question of whether efforts are in vain remains unanswered.
At that time, she stopped when she walked to the door of the courtyard, just because she wanted to ask, but she didn't dare or didn't want to ask.
Now she knew why the lady didn't answer, and she also knew why she didn't dare or didn't want to ask.
Because the answer… remains the same.
"As long as you practice more, can you be as good as my wife?"
"No, sometimes it's talent."
Can't! Can't! Can't!
Chen Shiba Niang clenched her hands, the paper slowly crumpled into a ball, and tears fell down drop by drop.
"Ms. Chen."
A voice shouted from behind.
Chen Shiba Niang came to her senses in shock, stuffed the paper into her sleeve, wiped her eyes quickly, turned around, took a deep breath and smiled slightly.
A palace maid saluted her on the high steps.
"The imperial concubine is here to invite you," she said.
Chen Shiba Niang responded, stepped forward, and walked along the road towards the inner palace. From a distance, she saw a chamberlain leading a woman walking slowly. She couldn't help but stop and look at the familiar figure.
She's here too...
"Who is that?"
The imperial concubine standing on the steps narrowed her eyes slightly and asked, looking at the woman walking by in the distance.
"Your Majesty, that is Mrs. Cheng. Your Majesty has summoned her," the palace maid said.
The imperial concubine said oh and took a few steps forward.
"Is that the disciple who can bring the dead back to life, Mrs. Cheng?" she said, with a smile on her lips, "I think there is hope for Prince Qing's illness to be cured."
There was a smile on her lips, but a deep chill flashed through her eyes.
After delaying for so long and making such a big noise, compared with two years ago, saving and curing Prince Qing now is the most cost-effective, right?
What a fool from Jiangzhou!
*********************
Today’s update brings the end of this volume. (To be continued)
