Chapter 9: Eastward Journey (I)
Two days later, in the early morning, the envoy team led by Lu Yao and Ding Miao set off. As a team shouldering the task of harmony, there is no serious literati in the team, but it is led by two brave generals who kill people without blinking, accompanied by a number of elite soldiers and the leader of the bandits in Taihang Mountain. This makes the style of the whole team quite weird.
In the Shili Pavilion outside the Great Xia Gate, the right chief of the shogunate, Shi Wang, and a number of civil officials served Lu Yao and others. Yue Shigong did not appear, and it is said that he was very angry because he had to bow to King Xincai.
According to popular customs, the people held a ceremony to worship the god of the road, called "ancestral road". Wang Yi also impromptu gave a farewell poem as a gift, according to the usual theory, Lu Yao should answer a poem, but Lu Yao is not well versed in literature after all, and he is not good at poetry. What's more, since the Han and Wei dynasties, all dynasties have flourished in their literary styles, and Chen Siwang, Sun Chu, Pan Yue, etc. have sent aliases to the world.
He hesitated for a long time, and then saw that the civil officials were barely maintaining their manners, each with a ghostly appearance. Presumably, the day before yesterday, he refuted the rude officials with passages from the Book of Poetry, which made these literati interested in their literary talents. Looking at their demeanor, there are curious people, there are well-intentioned people, and there are not only one who intends to see themselves ugly. Thinking that he was the envoy selected by Yue Shigong himself, he couldn't just throw away Yue Shigong's face when he left the east gate of Jinyang. At that moment, Lu Yao had to sigh: I have no choice but to make a copy of the text.
So he saluted the king and said, "Thank you for the poem...... is far away, and has always been negligent in literary affairs. I have to put a song in time, and please correct it. β
After that, Lu Yaoman sang: "It is too snowy in May, and there are no flowers but cold." The flute smells the willows, and the spring has not been seen. Xiao Zhan followed the golden drum and slept with the jade saddle. I am willing to put the sword down my waist and cut Loulan directly! β
After the poem was finished, Lu Yao bowed his hand to the people who saw them off and set off with a whip.
The poems he sang were among the many side poems in his memory, and were most suitable for the occasion at hand. First, it is May now, and everyone has to say goodbye to the willows; secondly, he was born as a martial artist, and he experienced several fierce battles for a short time; As for holding a sword, it is even more of a life's wish. The thousand-year-old skill of the immortals is expected to be enough to deter those literati.
Lu Yao didn't have the heart to look at their surprised expressions, if he stayed longer, in case he was asked to compose a few more songs, it would be troublesome.
The group was fast, and after half an hour, the gray outline of Jinyang City Iron had gradually disappeared from view.
Hu Liuniang chanted in a low voice all the way, and her eyes were full of brilliance.
He Yun was deeply impressed by Hu Liuniang's beauty after all, so he had the courage to talk to him: "Master Hu Dazhai, I don't know what you are talking about?" Can you tell me? β
Hu Liuniang glanced at He Yun, pursed her lips and smiled: "I thought that your General Lu was just a brave soldier, but it turned out to be a hidden talent...... This song is full of spirit and artistic conception, it is really a masterpiece that I have never heard in my life! β
Xue Tong nodded heavily, and said loudly: "I am willing to put the sword down my waist and go straight to kill Loulan!" These two sentences are the most generous and the most in line with my heart! β
Ding Miao also turned his horse around, gave a thumbs up and said, "TD has yours!" This song sounds indescribably enjoyable, you can earn face for us warriors! β
In the contemporary atmosphere, the emphasis on literature and light on military force has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, even high-level military attachΓ©s like Ding Miao and Xue Tong have a lot of envy for the literati's remuneration and singing in their hearts. Therefore, Lu Yaokou occupies a poem, and everyone is excited.
"I didn't do it." Lu Yao shook his head indifferently.
"Oh?"
"This poem was written by a swordsman surnamed Li when I traveled to Luoyang in the past. The first sentence of the original poem is: The snow in the mountains in May was changed by me, and it was temporarily used for emergency relief. β
"In May, the mountains are snowy, and there are no flowers but cold. The flute smells the willows, and the spring has not been seen. Xiao Zhan followed the golden drum and slept with the jade saddle. I am willing to put the sword down my waist and cut Loulan directly! Hu Liuniang chanted in a low voice, and said: "Sure enough, the opening with the word Tianshan is more affectionate and consistent......
Ding Miao asked: "This person can write this poem, and he is by no means an ordinary swordsman's first-class person." Could it be the Li clan of Zhao County? β
Lu Yao shook his head and said: "I don't know much about his background, and I vaguely remember that his family is from Shu and I was born in the Western Regions...... This monarch Shenlong sees the beginning but does not see the end, and I only occasionally listen to him write a poem. β
"This Mr. Li must be a strange person in the game, and General Lu disdains to steal other people's poems, and he is also noble." Hu Liuniang said with a smile: "When I came, I heard that General Lu was promoted as a showman, and I thought that Liuniang had no eyes that day, but she didn't know the romantic talent in person, and she had a lot of speculation in her heart. Now it can be understood that General Lu is still the heroic soldier who is recognized by his concubine. β
Is this a way to ridicule me for being inferior? Lu Yao couldn't help but be extremely stupid. No matter what era it is, being despised by a beautiful woman like a flower will always make people feel depressed.
"Hu Dazhai Master ......" Xu is getting older, his brain is active, He Yun has grown a lot of time this time, and he actually knows how to come up in time to open the topic for his boss: "When we left from the mountain road behind Funiu Village that day, we saw a fire on the village. How is the stockade now? How are you doing? β
Hu Liuniang suddenly looked a little depressed, and she waved her hand: "Funiu Village...... It's gone. β
"Gone?"
"Not long after you left that day, the Hu people came to attack, and the dog actually had a large number of rockets and shot them up. There are still a batch of cowards in the village, and I am not three heads and six arms, where can I live. Seeing that everyone was about to die on the mountain, fortunately, there was a subordinate lieutenant named Li Yun of Sima Teng, who brought hundreds of reinforcements over and forced the Huns back...... But the stockade was burned to the ground and completely destroyed! β
Hu Liuniang said with frustration: "The nobles in Luoyang City are really disaster stars, it is rare to pull them and cause such a big trouble!" The village is gone, and we can only rely on a few other cottages to survive the winter, but we can't keep sending people under the fence. I discussed with Uncle Zhang and a few of his old brothers, so I had to go down the mountain to find a place to go...... Later, he met Wen Taishou of Xiangyuan. β
"That's right!" Hu Liuniang seemed to suddenly remember something: "By the way, Captain Li Yun said that he wanted to find the county lord, so I showed me the way...... He's got you, right? β
"I've found it, I've found it." He Yun nodded again and again, and said with palpitations: "It's a shame to find us, otherwise we will all die in the hands of your subordinate Xiang Fei......"
Xiang Fei almost killed He Yun at that time, which really impressed He Yun. He shook his head with his teeth, and couldn't help but add: "Now that I think about it, the subordinates of the county lord of Jingling have made a guard election, and your subordinates have produced Xiang Fei and more traitors." The way you two employ people is really between the best. β
A few months ago, Hu Liuniang set up a bureau for the Jingling County Lord to force out the rebellion of Wei Xuan, and afterwards Hu Liuniang was full of ambition and ridiculed the way the Jingling County Lord employed people. Unexpectedly, the bandits in the barberry village bought more for the Huns, and under the group of difficulties, they couldn't even keep the two-generation Funiu village. It's really an immediate report, and it comes quickly.
That's why He Yun said so. Hu Liuniang couldn't help but be angry, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she almost jumped up.
Lu Yao walked slowly on the side, listening to the conversation between the two people, and hurriedly interrupted them.
After all, He Yun is a half-grown child, because he was intimidated by her appearance when he saw Hu Liuniang last time, he couldn't help but find a verbal bargain this time. But after all, the barberry village was to cover its own side and others before they were poisoned by the Huns; The foundation of the barberry village and the lives of countless brothers and sisters in the village are all folded on this, and it would be too unkind to mock it.
In case Hu Liuniang broke out, Lu Yao didn't know what to do.
He coughed lightly: "He Yun, how dare you be so presumptuous? Hurry up and find your way, Hugh is going to ramble here! β
He Yun pursed his lips, clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and went forward to talk to Zhu Sheng.
Lu Yao saluted Hu Liuniang sincerely: "The master of the village is not as knowledgeable as an ignorant child. If it weren't for the righteousness of the Dazhai lord, I'm afraid that I, Lao Xue, and He Yun would have died at the hands of the Huns a few months ago. The grace of reinvention will never be forgotten. β
He looked at Hu Liuniang's expression, and said in an accentuated tone: "Although the Funiu Village was burned, it is not a good thing that the owner of Hu Dazhai and the brothers in the village have returned to the rule of the imperial court. In the past few months, Lu has made a lot of contributions under the Yueshi public account, and he can barely speak...... If you have any wishes or needs, please let me know. I'm going to do my best to do it. β
may be because Lu Yao's career has been smooth sailing recently, so there is some pity for the people from high-ranking officials in his speech; Or maybe Hu Liuniang was born as a bandit and is particularly sensitive. These words made Hu Liuniang more and more unhappy.
She suddenly laughed: "Why did General Lu say such polite words. β
"The barberry village is gone, and the old brothers in the village are dead and scattered. In such a situation, what more can we people wish for? She raised her hand and swept away a strand of hair that was blown by the mountain wind on her face, and her laughter gradually brought a trace of bitterness: "We only want to have a stable meal, only to have a way to live for the officials and nobles, and we only want less corrupt officials to expropriate and extort tyranny, and less Hu people to act recklessly...... That's it, who in the court can do it? β
She raised her horsewhip and headed east: "That Sima Teng in Yecheng, can you do it?" β
Then he went west: "Or can Jinyang's Liu Tingshi do it?" β
"No matter who you are, you can't do it. Because this court has long been rotten to the bottom! Rotten to the roots! Hu Liuniang spoke loudly, she looked at Lu Yao, and there seemed to be some provocation in her eyes: "General Lu, such a court is not worthy of my Hu Liuniang's service, so if you return to the rule of the imperial court, please don't mention it again." Wen Taishou of Xiangyuan promised me that he would provide you with enough food as long as I helped you on your journey...... That's all! β
Perhaps it was because of the burning of the barberry village that Hu Liuniang's mood continued to be low, and she rarely couldn't control her emotions. At this moment, she does not have the charm of the past before she laughs, but she seems a little fierce and a little rare toughness. This made Lu Yao wake up suddenly, this Hu Dazhai master is actually the same as the original self, and he is just a poor person struggling to survive in the troubled times.
Hu Liuniang was obviously still angry, and went on her own.
Lu Yao looked at Hu Liuniang's back and didn't know what to say in response.
In the eyes of the vast majority of the military and civilians under the Jinyang regime, the situation in Bingzhou has gradually improved. The Great Jin Dynasty, this behemoth that sits on the nineteen states of the world, after being beaten by the Xiongnu, finally gradually gained a firm foothold, followed by a stormy counterattack. However, Lu Yao knew that the development of history was not as expected.
Because this court has long been rotten to the bottom and rotten to the roots. Hu Liuniang and her subordinates, the outcasts of the court in the Taihang Mountains, saw this earlier than anyone else.
The Great Jin Dynasty was a dynasty that began with usurpation, intriguery, and betrayal. Since the first day of its founding, it has been constantly weakening its own muscles and bloodlines, and even the vitality of the Han nation has been lost. And on the frontier of thousands of miles, there are millions of fierce Hu tribes, like bloodthirsty beasts, looking at the fat of the Central Plains, and they will pounce on it at any time to bite it to their heart's content. The thousand-year-old history of Chinese civilization once entered the most dangerous period because of this. Qin Guan has no wrist, and Jing Yang's bones are like mountains; Nanyi and Beidi are intertwined, and China is endless.
If you want to turn things around, you must gain as much power as possible in the shortest possible time.
Time is pressing, Lu Yao clenched his fists and said to himself: Hurry up!
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The second volume is the key to the real development of the plot, where many people and events unfold, and where many conflicts and contradictions erupt. If you don't dislike being dull, please take your time......
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