Yinshan Mountain Range

Although it is close to the grassland, it does belong to the territory of Datang, but usually, not many people have set foot here.

And today there is an uninvited guest, this person is Shu An, in fact, Shu An has rarely done anything about climbing the mountain.

The last time Shu An still remembered that it was eight years ago, and his physical strength was quite good at that time, but later Shu An avoided climbing the mountain.

Of course, some hills are still visited occasionally, but they are not worth mentioning compared to the mountains.

"Master, why do you suddenly want to climb the mountain?"

Shu Maanhu asked with a wry smile, after determining the specific time to return to Chang'an, he originally thought that he could spend it peacefully, but he didn't expect his master to choose to climb the mountain.

Li Junxian's eyes on the side also fell on Shu An, and there was still a lot of depression on his face, obviously there was some helplessness.

Even he didn't know why An Xuangong came to climb the mountain, and it was still this Yin Mountain, to know that this Yin Mountain was not easy to climb.

Listening to Su Lie talk about this Yin Mountain, even Li Junxian knew that this mountain range was not happy.

"Don't worry too much, we'll go back when we can't get there."

Shu An naturally knew what Shu Crazy Tiger meant, and couldn't help but say loudly, in fact, he still had a lot of thoughts about this Yin Mountain.

As for why, even Shu An feels a little incredible, and that is because of a poem.

"But to make the dragon city fly, do not teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain."

Shu An's eyes fell on a small mountain peak in the distance, and he muttered softly, Yin Mountain naturally refers to the Yin Mountain Range here.

Wang Changling, the author of this poem, has not yet been born, and Shu An does not have too much burden in his heart, but there are also some gods to describe the border of the Tang Dynasty at this moment.

Although there is a reduction of one Jieli, there are still a lot of Turkic tribes, and they affect the whole body, so it can be said that this will also alert these Turks.

Especially in addition to the Eastern Turks, which were split from Jieli, there are also Western Turks, in addition to the grasslands, there are also the northeast, etc., there are still many foreign countries here.

It can be said that he didn't agree so much if he wanted to realize this sentence, but Shu An's soft murmur did not escape the ears of the two people around him.

Among them, Li Junxian's eyes were even brighter, you must know that Li Junxian is not one of those ordinary martial artists, but he has read some books.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to become the commander of the hundred horses, after all, if it was a simple martial artist, he would definitely not be able to sit in this position, and he would definitely have some brains.

"An Xuangong, I don't know if the poem just now is your new work?"

Li Junxian said with a hint of brilliance in his eyes, as if there was a hint of hope in his words.

This couldn't help but make Shu An's face on the side a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Li Junxian to like such poems.

In fact, if it is an ordinary poem, then Li Junxian will not be moved, but Shu An's poem is a side poem, which can be said to be rare in this era.

"Is Jun Xian interested in poetry?"

Shu An asked out loud first, and didn't talk about the previous poems.

"I'm not interested in ordinary poetry, but An Xuangong is different."

Li Junxian said without any hesitation, knowing that every word of An Xuangong was moved, even if he was a martial artist.

Shu Maanhu on the side also nodded in agreement with the words of this hundred cavalry commander, his master's poetry did not sound like a grade compared to some literati outside.

At this moment, Shu An's face was slightly stunned, even he didn't expect Li Junxian to respect himself so much.

Even Shu An was a little embarrassed, after all, he was a copyist, but soon Shu An did not dwell on this matter.

"If Jun Xian likes it, this poem will be written down and sent to you after he goes down the mountain."

Shu An's voice sounded slowly, and he didn't care about this poem at all, after all, Li Junxian accompanied him out this time, and there was no credit and hard work.

So he didn't care about giving a poem to Shu An, he didn't have a poem, he still remembered a lot of poems.

Of course, this is thanks to the previous nine years of compulsory education, of course, on top of the facts, he has forgotten many memories before the time, and he can only rely on time to recall slowly.

It just so happens that the most important thing Shu An lacks now is time, so he doesn't care about it anymore.

"Really?"

However, hearing Shu An's words, Li Junxian's face showed a hint of excitement and said loudly, you don't have to know An Xuangong's words, and the poems are also spread all over the world.

A poem is priceless, and it can even become Li Junxian's heirloom, and even if His Majesty knows about it, he will envy it.

"Hmm!"

Shu An must have said loudly, after all, this hundred cavalry commander will deal with a lot of times in the future, so Shu An doesn't care about it, and gives Li Junxian some sweetness.

"Thank you An Xuangong!"

After receiving Shu An's affirmative reply, Li Junxian's expression could already be described as excited.

It can be said that this is a very rare thing for a hundred cavalry commanders, and Shu Crazy Tiger on the side can only envy, but he didn't say much.

Because it's a big deal to copy another copy, of course, the one written by the master is destined to be only one.

Regarding this point, Shu Maanhu once heard his own family say that only one copy is the most valuable, and later An Xuangong only wrote one copy of the poems he made.

It is for this reason that the master's poems are a thousand words, as evidenced by the fact that the last charity sale had so many prices.

"Qin Shi Mingyue Han Shi Pass!"

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And with Li Junxian's joy, Shu An also did not hide anything, and slowly read the whole poem.

Just as Shu An traveled to Yinshan, the news about the victory in Yinshan was also rushed back to Chang'an, but it did not reach Chang'an.

However, at this time, something happened in the Chang'an court that made Li Shimin's face angry, but this emperor hid it well and didn't say anything.

But Wang De beside him was already in a cold sweat, and his face was a little pale.

"Is the investigation clear?"

Li Shimin's suppressed angry voice sounded, obviously very concerned about this matter.

"Your Majesty, there are two little eunuchs who know some information, and the conversation happened to be overheard by the queen mother."

Wang De's face was bitter and he immediately said that if he wanted to know about this matter, His Majesty had repeatedly ordered it, just to prevent the queen from knowing.

However, I didn't expect such an accident to happen, although it was just something about An Xuangong, but it had already been noticed by the queen mother, it can be said that Wang De wanted to kill these two little eunuchs at this time.