Chapter seven hundred and twentieth seventh grandfather is too pitiful
Li Xu threw the official documents on the table into the charcoal basin, and the flames immediately jumped up.
Li Xu seemed to be saying to himself: "There is no news from the Xiao family yet?"
A guard immediately came out of the darkness: "Not yet."
The firelight illuminated Li Xu's cheek: "Let someone ask."
The guard responded and retreated.
After the Haixi tribe is in chaos, the Xiao family will recruit the Beishan tribe for help. Haixi and Beishan have a long-standing enmity. As long as they are used well, Beishan will definitely be his help.
Now he has no escape route. If he wants to survive, he can only go deep into Nurgan. The big families like Haixi and Beishan are very important to him.
The Xiao family had previously sent a message saying that everything was going well. Haixi was only concerned with quelling the fighting within the clan and had no time to take care of the Beishan tribe. The Xiao family only needed to make a little use of the previous grievances between the two tribes to achieve their goal.
The documents in the charcoal basin gradually turned into ashes.
King Jian did not reveal a single word to him when he was alive, and suddenly he was faced with such a situation. He knew that neither the Xiao family nor Mr. Lu could be trusted, but he could only use them. If someone helped him stabilize Nuergan,
It will be a different situation before you.
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Mr. Lu came out of Li Xu's house and immediately rushed to the military camp.
"Mr. Lu," a captain stepped forward quickly, "Young Master has ordered Yu Jiang to be captured. If he encounters Mrs. Li and Li Changyan..."
Mr. Lu nodded. He could no longer be kind to women for important matters.
The captain hesitated: "That's all for Li Changyan. Mrs. Li is the son's biological mother. Will we be punished in the future?"
"No." Mr. Lu said subconsciously, thinking of Li Xu's firm expression just now.
"Young Master, aren't you too cruel? You treat your own mother like this... You will only be afraid of us in the future..." the captain blurted out. He immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing and shut his mouth immediately.
Mr. Lu said: "I'll just pretend I didn't hear it and do what you should do."
The commander bowed in response and said, "Mr. Lu, please be careful." After saying that, he quickly left.
Mr. Lu frowned slightly. Li Xu has changed. He is ruthless and has no regard for human feelings. Those who do great things should be like this. He has persuaded Mrs. Li like this more than once, asking Li Xu to focus on his official career and power and not to be influenced by others. This is simple
The prince's intention is that those who want something are better to control it.
Now Li Xu has become more and more indifferent, but there is some fear in his heart.
Especially when he was reminded by the captain, he felt even more miserable. Should he be on guard against Li Xu?
"Sir," Mr. Lu turned around and saw his confidant approaching, "A message has arrived from Khan."
Mr. Lu brought his cronies aside for questioning.
"What did Khan say? Have soldiers and horses gathered at the Onan River? Something happened to the Haixi tribe. Did the generals who guarded the Onan River go back to Haixi?"
The confidant said: "Yes, half of the troops and horses are missing on the Onan River side."
Mr. Lu was overjoyed. With fewer manpower in Onanhe, Dahan would be able to take advantage of the opportunity to break through. This big chess game would finally be completed.
"However," the confidant looked cautiously to the left and right, "the Khan was assassinated, and the assassin was a Zhou person."
Mr. Lu immediately asked: "Have you captured the person? How do you know he is from Zhou?"
The confidant said: "Those assassins were very cunning. They planted croton in the fodder in advance and brought down many war horses. The Khan's personal guards wasted time and allowed the assassins to escape.
The sharp weapons used by those assassins were different from ours, the swords were forged with fine precision, and they got lost nearby when they escaped, and they were obviously very unfamiliar with their surroundings."
Mr. Lu asked: "Could it be that he is from Song Chengxuan?"
"Probably not," the confidant said, "They could enter Dazhou from Onan River Guard, but they were stopped when they got to the city."
The assassin was from Zhou and not from Song Chengxuan. Could it be Li Xu...
Impossible, how could Li Xu know the truth?
As Mr. Lu thought about it, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. He had never thought about this before. With Li Xu's intelligence, he might actually be able to find out the clues.
It seems that he really wants to be on guard against Li Xu. He cannot give all his hands to Li Xu. He must leave a way out for himself. If Li Xu is not under control, he must be able to deal with it.
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Onan River Health Center.
Motuo collapsed on the earthen kang. He didn't need to take off his shoes because the soles were worn out and his toes were already exposed. When someone brought water, Motuo drank until he was full and then looked at Xu Qingan.
"My lord," Motuo said, "you said we need to circle around the Tatars a few times, so that the Tatars will think that we are people from the Great Zhou Dynasty."
You will get lost if you are not familiar with your surroundings, which Motuo did not expect.
"Is it necessary to go around so many times? In the end, there was no food and water." Motuo suddenly became suspicious when he thought of this, "Isn't the prince really lost?"
Xu Qingan swallowed awkwardly, and then immediately retorted: "How is that possible? I just want to make sure nothing goes wrong."
Motuo breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was worrying too much.
"Uncle Shi," Xu Qing'an thought for a moment and said, "When can we get to the Onan River? This should be far away from the Onan River, right?"
A vein twitched on Motuo's forehead: "This is the Onan River." As expected, the prince's words could not be believed.
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Xu Qinghuan watched the children in front of him pick up their pens and write seriously.
After the Great Zhou Dynasty established the capital of Liaodong, he invited many gentlemen from various states and governments to teach Nuergan people how to read. Unfortunately, there were no successors. The capital of Liaodong spent a lot of money on military equipment, and gradually reduced the amount of training for the gentlemen.
, those gentlemen left the north one after another, and most of those who could stay have settled in Nurgan.
A six or seven-year-old child used ink for the first time and accidentally dyed his sleeve black. Xu Qinghuan stepped forward and picked up the handkerchief to help the child wipe the stain.
"It doesn't matter, take your time." Xu Qinghuan said with a smile.
"Can you speak the ancestral language here?"
Xu Qinghuan raised his head and saw Patriarch Mo.
Xu Qinghuan nodded: "I heard from my father what slaves did, and I was curious about the writing and ancestral language here, so I learned some from the female teacher, but I didn't know much." After marrying Li Xu in her previous life, she wanted to understand slaves.
She deliberately studied the folk customs of Nuergan for a while. At that time, she felt that it was not impossible for Li Xu to take Nuergan under his command, but he had to treat each other sincerely instead of blindly scheming. Otherwise, how would he be different from the Zhou Dynasty at that time?
False goodwill is always unconvincing.
Patriarch Mo said: "It's much better than what your father said. Back then..."
Patriarch Mo couldn't help but think of An Yihou, who spoke a poor ancestral dialect and stood in front of the team with high spirits. He would wink at him at every turn and let him flatter him, saying that in order to boost the morale of the army, he was not An Yi.
Hou himself likes to be praised. He couldn't help but want to expose Hou Anyi several times, but he had to put the overall situation first.
Xu Qinghuan looked at Patriarch Mo's troubled expression and couldn't help but laugh secretly. His father must have done something different.
People always let down their guard in front of those close to them, which shows the relationship between father and Patriarch Mo.
"Captain Song will be back soon, right?" Patriarch Mo said, "Before the war, you must make arrangements."
After saying this, Patriarch Mo smiled again: "I'm so confused. Grandma is here, so Governor Song can rest assured..."
Xu Qinghuan nodded slightly, but after being separated for so long, she really hoped to see Song Chengxuan.
With the situation in front of him, I'm afraid he won't be able to get away and will have to wait for a while.