Li Xingchen walked out of the meeting hall slowly, and the cool wind blew against his face, mixed with raindrops, bringing a chill. Li Xingchen took a deep breath, and the fatigue that had been etched on his cheeks from shopping all day had been wiped away.
It has been a few months since we arrived at this era, and it has gone from spring to summer in the blink of an eye. It can be said that from the moment Li Xingchen opened his eyes on the bamboo bed in the small village in Luliang Mountain, it seemed as if there was a destiny.
Hands were controlling him from behind, forcing him to follow the path that destiny had already set, even if he didn't understand this era.
Li Xingchen could only watch the entire village destroyed in blood and fire, and he could only watch the Nanchen army have to retreat from Luliang. There was very little he could do on his own initiative. He was forced to do it by fate, and he had to see it.
There are many of them.
In this dreary era shrouded in war, Li Xingchen always feels like he can't breathe. As a white-collar worker who did nothing in his previous life and could only live idle, Li Xingchen has never felt such heavy pressure, but that's exactly what happened.
The pressure is constantly polishing him, tempering his thinking, and tempering his will.
And today, on this rainy night, Xiao Mohe came back with the news that the Northern Zhou Dynasty had begun to attack the Turks. Li Xinchen felt for the first time that in this swirling wind, he seemed to have finally begun to grasp the throat of fate.
The beginning of this battle in the Northern Zhou Dynasty means that Yu Wenyong is not far away from "untimely death". The short-term prosperity and strength of the Northern Zhou Dynasty will be wiped out in the intrigues of Yu Chijiong, Yang Jian and others, and the entire era will enter the third period.
In the midst of the last great chaos in a hundred years.
Perhaps for aristocratic families and nobles, a peaceful era is a good era for them to rule stably and continue their bloodline, but for Han family children like Li Xingchen, only in troubled times can they stand out and be able to make a difference.
They find opportunities to advance.
Perhaps Li Xingchen was favored by Xiao Mohe, Wu Mingche and even Xu Ling, and was already considered a member of the East Palace. However, when his father Li Cheng brought him these, he failed to give him the status of a noble, so Li Xingchen
You still need to look for more opportunities that can take you to the next level.
Now that he has come to this era, it is naturally impossible for him to allow himself to be just an aide in the Xiao Mohe shogunate for the rest of his life, not to mention that neither Li Cheng nor the spirits in heaven of the more than 200 villagers will allow him to do this.
So now Li Xingchen hates troubled times more than anyone else, but he also looks forward to troubled times more than anyone else.
Only by immersing himself in the blood and fire can he control his own destiny, and even the pulse of the destiny of the entire era, and can he end this three hundred years of chaos!
This has been the long-cherished wish of generations for three hundred years, and now it falls on Li Xingchen's shoulders.
"Shizhong, what are you thinking about?" Xiao Shilian walked slowly to Li Xingchen and squinted slightly at the diagonally woven bead curtain rain curtain. He couldn't help but sigh, "I haven't seen such heavy rain for a long time."
Li Xingchen came back to his senses and said with a smile: "After all, things are going to change!"
"Hasn't this changed?" Xiao Shilian said in surprise, obviously not understanding what Li Xingchen meant, "Okay, don't think about it here. Go back and have an early rest. I just discussed it with Brother Da Shi, tomorrow
It would be best to go to the military camp and have a look."
After a pause and remembering something, Xiao Shilian continued: "By the way, dad said before that if you want, you can assign a team of people to your command. In my opinion, there is no need for anything else, just my original
I'll give you a house of men and horses. Since I have joined the army, I can't continue to lead the troops, so I wouldn't be willing to give that house of men and horses to someone else."
Without waiting for Li Xingchen to answer, Xiao Shilian thought to himself: "But most of my group of men and horses was lost in the mountains. Although they were replenished later, a lot of them were lost in the Luliang River battle. There should be twenty or thirty people left."
Gao Gao, let's do this. Let's go directly to Brother Du Shi tomorrow. I think Brother Du Shi won't mind transferring some of his own people to supplement yours. Anyway, there are many people there!"
Li Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said in a dumbfounded voice: "How dare you tell me that Brother Da Shi is a general of the baggage camp? You can ask him for anything you need?"
Xiao Shilian immediately said seriously: "Brother Da Shi is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He rarely makes close friends with others, but as long as he takes him as a close friend, he will definitely treat him sincerely. Now that you need soldiers and horses under your command, where is Brother Da Shi?"
There are a lot of people, so if you ask him to recruit some people, Brother Da Shi will definitely not object."
"Hahaha," Li Xingchen finally couldn't hold back his laughter and patted Xiao Shilian on the shoulder, "Boqing, Boqing, you have to be careful. If you scheme against Brother Da Shi like this, he might break up with you in a fit of anger.
Woolen cloth!"
Xiao Shilian also laughed and nodded. He didn't know if he was sure of Li Xingchen's statement or if he was confident that Pei Zilie was not that kind of person. However, he stopped laughing a few times and said softly: "It's getting late, Shizhong.
Go to bed early."
Li Xingchen waved his hand: "No, before we leave, we still have something to do."
"Huh? You mean?" Xiao Shilian was startled.
Li Xingchen stretched out his hand to point to the buildings in the distance in the wind and rain: "Now that we leave, the number of people in the East Palace will be reduced a lot. Chen Bogu will definitely not miss this opportunity, so it is better to give it now
They are looking for some trouble to distract them from the East Palace for the time being."
"What do you mean..." Xiao Shilian frowned and said, then he thought of what Li Xingchen said in Jubaozhai and nodded repeatedly, "That's right. Once we leave, this group of clowns will definitely not stop.
So let them turn their attention to His Highness Lechang first, so that at least Mr. Shen and the others can live a little more peacefully."
"Yes, although an opponent like His Highness Lechang is easy to deal with, there is no way to completely defeat him. After all, the person standing behind His Highness is His Majesty. No matter what Chen Bogu wants to do, he will definitely have concerns," Li Xingchen said seriously
The voice said, "Now it's time for Chen Shujian and Chen Shucheng to fulfill their promise."
Xiao Shilian spread his hands: "Shizhong, are you so sure that these two guys will listen to you?"
Li Xingchen snorted coldly. Obviously, he didn't really think highly of Chen Shujian and Chen Shucheng. The scene of these two guys crying and begging for mercy made Li Xingchen already aware of the virtues of these sons and grandsons of the aristocratic family.
clear:
"Perhaps they will still hesitate to say anything else, and may even express it directly to Chen Bogu in order to claim credit, but dealing with His Highness Lechang is different. After all, these two guys had a grudge against His Highness Lechang before, and now we only
It just needs to add some fire."
As soon as the words fell, the beautiful image flashed in Li Xinchen's mind.
And Li Xingchen sighed softly in his heart: I'm sorry, but I will still do it.