The sky is high, the fields are broad, the ground is flat, and the horses are meandering. Although their tails are a little bald, the large group of war horses passing through the state still shocked the people of Guanzhong greatly.
In March, Tianguanzhong was already covered with greenery. The war horses sometimes lowered their heads to nibble on some tender grass that had grown on the ground, and sometimes walked to the edge of the clear river to drink water. They would not continue to move forward until the shepherd shouted.
Yunzheng's dragon vein journey is coming to an end. It's not that he can't find a good dragon vein that can protect him. It's that he found the dragon vein but didn't have a suitable body to bury it in. He himself is his ancestor. This sounds strange, but it's very appropriate.
Ah, the horses passed through Huayin, and looking at the magnificent mountains and rivers in front of him, Yun Zheng almost burst into tears.
Mount Huashan, also known as Lotus Mountain, towers into the clouds, is majestic, and is known as the Mount Huashan. It has been a place that literati have been fascinated by since ancient times. Not to mention the steepness of the kite's body, the place where Han Yu submitted his book on Canglong Ridge is enough to make Yun Zheng hate him deeply.
Already.
In the past, when my hometown was in this generation, as long as I went back, my relatives and friends would bring out the best things to entertain relatives from far away. What good things can I get in this place? Only the majestic Huashan Mountain in Xiyue,
People in Guanzhong often have special feelings for this mountain. If you don't go home and climb Huashan Mountain in Xiyue, you will be sorry to the folks in your hometown. If you don't complain about the misery when you come down from Huashan Mountain, you will definitely not be able to satisfy the sincerity of the folks in hospitality.
Dayu Stone, Shaluoping, Huixin Stone, Baichi... Yun Zheng knew every allusion here. He knew what the people of the Song Dynasty knew, and he also knew what the people of the Song Dynasty didn't know. No matter who is willing or not,
After climbing Huashan Mountain five times, you will know this place well.
Looking at the small mountain pass that I passed through when evading fares, my heart ached. The most proud thing about my relatives is that they don’t have to go through Wulong Bridge to check for tickets when climbing Huashan Mountain. Instead, they go through some openings that outsiders have no way of knowing.
At this time, they will ask what kind of entrance fee they paid to climb their own mountain.
The familiar rough Shaanxi accent in Guanzhong can no longer be heard, replaced by the melodious sound of Guanluo land. I like to hear the original quarrel-like conversation, and like to see the old Shaanxi who talks about the stupid things. It is a pity that
Things have changed and people have changed.
Whether time flows forward or backward, it makes little difference to Yun Zheng as an individual. No matter whether he looks forward or backward, he can see endless vastness at a glance...
"The sky is blue, the loess is yellow, and I am in the midst of a thousand-year dream..."
Stepping into the Weihe River from Yunzheng, whether it was the cold forest or the monkeys, Hanniu discovered something was wrong with Yunzheng. These strange things were reflected in his familiarity with this place. This familiarity was very weird. The big place Yunzheng almost
He knows everything, but when it comes to small places, Yun Zheng is very unfamiliar. This is because he has been away from this place for too long.
Han Lin felt like he had discovered some secrets about Yun Zheng. This kid should be a talent from Guanzhong. Especially when he saw him bursting into tears while eating a bowl of gourd head, he became more and more sure of his judgment.
Yun Zheng, who came to Jingzhao Mansion for the first time, unexpectedly screamed while sitting on a bench, "A bowl of gourd heads, less than three intestines, I will put the bowl on your face."
The shopkeeper immediately laughed when he heard this. He was a regular customer who was eating gourd heads. He replied in the same vulgar way. He had an old black porcelain bowl with half a bowl of intestines cut into it, and three gourd-shaped intestines.
Put it on top, and with a shout, the waiter poured boiling water from a big copper pot eight feet away, drained off the oily smell, and put the intestines into the big soup pot...
The taste was so familiar, especially after a handful of green garlic was sprinkled on it. Yun Zheng deftly broke the Guokui into pieces and soaked it in a bowl. It was best to soak the broken Guokui in the broth. Yun Zheng was worried that this restaurant should be damned.
Some shops will pour the unfinished broth of the customer back into the pot for cooking, just like eating Qishan whistle noodles. You only eat noodles without drinking soup. The soup is finally poured back into the pot to pour noodles for the next person...
After eating a large bowl of gourd head, he let out a long breath. The cold air in the spring disappeared without a trace in just one breath. He left a handful of copper coins on the table and cursed the shopkeeper for not making the gourd head properly.
.This is also the standard procedure for eating gourd heads. After giving the reward, you must curse twice to express that you will pay it back next time.
The shopkeeper was obviously a boss who was used to being scolded. He looked at the coins on the table and kept apologizing for spoiling the customers' appetites. He would come back next time to see if the shop had improved.
Han Lin didn't understand this strange way of speaking. He saw the seamless coordination between the old shopkeeper and Yun Zheng's every move. Just now, he was only 70% sure that Yun Zheng was from Guanzhong. Now, now he believes that Yun Zheng is from Guanzhong.
The probability of human beings is at least 90%. This trick can only be learned by an outsider.
Eight rivers surround Chang'an, a city that never sleeps for hundreds of miles. Its grandeur has long since disappeared. In the prosperous times of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, the sails on the river could stretch for hundreds of miles. But now, there are only a few small fishing boats casting nets on the river in vain.
Fu Bi was sitting in the pavilion of Guanyi. He saw a large group of war horses slowly appearing from the ancient road in the distance. He walked very slowly for some reason, but the sight of the endless group of horses gave him great confidence.
He suddenly stood up, feeling a little out of sorts again, so he forced himself to calm down and looked anxiously at the team in the distance.
Broken walls and ruins of Jingzhao Mansion, this is a jingle from the Song Dynasty. There are ruins of ruins everywhere among the grass here. The city wall of Chang'an City has been destroyed by wars countless times and has been renovated again and again. It is a pity that it has not been repaired.
The city of Chang'an is getting smaller and smaller every time. If you want to feel the night singing of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, you can only find it in long-lasting dreams.
Fu Bi was a feudal official, just like Zhang Fangping. Yun Zheng signed up to enter Guanyi. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a thin middle-aged man looking at him with eyes like an eagle.
After a long while, Fu Bi stopped and said, "Young hero, you really don't bully me."
"Ming Gong is so complimentary!" Yun Zheng once again bent down to thank Fu Bi for his compliment.
"I have gone through thousands of difficulties and dangers even though I have traveled thousands of miles, and now I am back home. I am so happy and congratulated!"
"I have received the king's order, but I dare not speak out about the hardships. I only wish that my Song Dynasty will be prosperous forever!"
Fu Bi smiled and nodded. This is the standard greeting etiquette among civil servants. The reason why Fu Bi used the word "return home" instead of "conquer" was to test whether Yun Zheng regarded himself as a civil servant or a military attache. Now he has a concrete idea.
The answer is, naturally feel comfortable.
"I have a small amount of wine to wash away the dust for you. The yellow sand is long. I will live up to the gentleman's intention of traveling far away."
"Thank you Ming Gong. I'm flattered for my humble position."
Fu Bi invited Yun Zheng to the table. The room was very quiet. There were only two maids in green clothes serving the wine and food, and there was no one else.
Fu Bi took the wine and invited Yun Zheng to drink three glasses of wine before asking: "Is the Xixia chieftain dead?"
"Died in Antai Hall, heard that the temple was named Jingzong, posthumously named Emperor Wulie, and was buried in Tailing Mausoleum."
"What's the point of Chief Hu's death?"
"We have tricked Pang into promising huge profits to appease people's hearts. The new emperor has ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world. Xixia is mourning troops everywhere. If we send troops at this time, there will be a backlash." Fu Bi's question was unreasonable, but Yun Zheng was careful in his answer.
Fu Bi picked up his chopsticks and served Yun Zheng the dishes. There were not many dishes, just one pot of meat, one soup, one plate of spring leeks, and one carp. There was no separate meal. This was Fu Bi's extraordinarily affectionate attitude. If Yun Zheng were here,
It is said outside that if you come back victorious from a battle, you will definitely not receive these courtesy.
"The war horse is for public or private use?" Fu Bi glanced at Yun Zheng and asked calmly.
"Reporting to Ming Gong, I am sending you to clear up the trade routes. The journey will end at Qingtang. Now that the trade routes are open, all the silk and silk in Sichuan are sold in Qingtang. I have completed my official duties. As for the war horses, they were obtained through hard fighting for me at Jiazi camp, so
For personal reasons!"
This is the key point and fundamental. Yun Zheng does not intend to take a step back. If he really falls out with Fu Bi, Zhang Fangping will naturally come forward to negotiate with Fu Bi. Fu Bi himself has no reason to feel sorry for himself as an infantryman.
"The roads in the middle of Shu are rugged and unsuitable for war horses to run on. It would be a pity to leave three thousand war horses in the middle of Shu." Fu Bi picked up a chopstick of leeks and looked at Yun Zheng with a half-smile.
"Originally, I had no intention of bringing the war horses into Shu. I planned to dispose of all the remaining 2,500 war horses in Jingzhao Mansion and then return to Shu."
Fu Bi laughed, and after a little calculation in his mind, he smiled and said, "How to arrange it?"
"Pasture! Select the strongest war horses among them and breed them in the pasture, let them thrive, and provide our Great Song Dynasty with a steady stream of war horses. Not only this is the case this time, but in the future, the best war horses that our Great Song Dynasty will get will need to be sent in.
The ranch is considered a horse breed.
Fu Bi nodded and sighed: "It is indeed the case. The lack of war horses prevented us in the Song Dynasty from marching eastward to regain the sixteen states of Yanyun, and we could not go northward to defeat the fierce chieftain Hu. The son of the emperor Shi Jingtang general
The sixteen states of Yanyun were dedicated to the foreigners, leaving the hinterland of the Song Dynasty almost undefendable. It was heavily armed and full of loopholes, and it was exhausted. I am very pleased that you have such a long-term view. As long as you are planning to build a ranch, you are interested in Beijing.
I will try my best to fight for you anywhere. As long as you can sell the war horse to the Song Dynasty army, everything will be easy to discuss. But this matter is not something you and I can decide. I have received an urgent call from the capital of eight hundred miles, and I have the right to know the Kaifeng Prefecture.
Bao Zheng and Bao Longtu will arrive at Jingzhao Mansion in the near future, he is the imperial envoy ordered by the emperor."
Yun Zheng said in surprise: "How can a mere 2,500 war horses work for the important ministers of the Song Dynasty?"
Fu Bi laughed loudly and pointed at Yunzheng and said: "Part of it is to see the horses, and the other half is to see the people. I am also an important minister, and I am not just a young hero from the Song Dynasty who has traveled thirty miles to see me."
When I received the secret report from the Secret Service, I could hardly believe my eyes. Regardless of anything else, just the act of angrily killing the envoy of the slave chief was enough to make me fall in love with him. How can he, Bao Xiaosu, be an exception?"
It was very interesting to talk to Fu Bi. No matter which classics Yunzheng asked for advice, he could explain it clearly. When civil servants meet, they are wandering between asking for advice and receiving advice. They call this supporting the underachievers, which is beyond the friendship between teachers and students.
The most important relationship.
After tonight, Yun Zheng will be able to tell others that he has received lessons from Mr. Yan Guo, which will be very beneficial to his future career. (To be continued)