Chapter 505: The Red Dust of the Political Dao Society (1)
(Again, warn again, Zhan Changfeng in reincarnation is called Yi Changsheng, and the fictitious self is called Zhan Changfeng, omitting the process of reincarnation.
In the forty-eighth year of Emperor Qianjing, the princes were in turmoil.
At that time, the king of Mingtang was entrenched in Shu, with 700,000 soldiers under his command, united the princes of Shu and raised the banner to attack Shimen Pass.
The terrain of Shimen Pass is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is connected to the Ning'an Dynasty of foreign tribes, and it is adjacent to Qingzhou, the "granary capital", which is a place where soldiers must fight.
Not to mention what happened to Shimen Pass, which is a hundred miles away, Qingzhou is still full of singing and dancing, and it is not their turn to worry about the affairs of the temple.
"Besides, with the crown prince here, no problem. The teahouse owner replied to the three or five men and women with outstanding appearances.
The prince of Daqian, the princes of Yibi, the dragon and wolf iron horse, unparalleled in the world. This is a fact that has been widely circulated among the nations.
The snow was pouring down, and the people shoveled the white in front of their houses, piling up the blackened cold.
"Prince Daqian is a character," Bai Qi explained to his junior brothers and sisters while holding a warm teacup, "Emperor Jing was virtuous for half his life, but he lost his way in middle age, and for the sake of the Pomeranians, he built the Tower of Babel with great construction, and he was tyrannical, and in order to live forever, he favored the Fangshi and caused chaos to the dynasty." β
Liao Yuan said with a smile, "I've heard of this, there is a folk saying that 'sing scriptures in the Zijin Palace, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military bring dust, and there is no harvest year in the drought, the common people cry blood and beg the Son of Heaven, who expected a notice to float down, first build a Taoist temple and then repair the temple, no desire and no action from God's blessing." β
"Our Daomen is considered to have been blackened by these monks. Bai Qi shook his head, sighed, and continued, "The people don't care so much, they are hungry and their lives are in danger all day long, what do they talk about quietly, they are hungry, they naturally want to find food, rob the rich businessmen and rob the government, and later grab the land, grain, and the city, the famous Shu 21 City Uprising broke out, and the princes took the opportunity to annex independently, and the wars in the rivers and mountains of Daqian were raging.
The youngest Liu Yueran was the first to exit, "Be the emperor?"
"Killing his father and usurping the throne has always been criticized, how could the prince do it. Liao Yuan took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Besides, I heard that the prince has always been a fair and virtuous person. β
It's not the first time that the millennium has gone out to the mountains to practice, and if she knows more, she won't answer at this time.
Bai Qi smiled warmly like water, with a little emotion in his expression, "He took the tiger talisman and said, 'You continue to make trouble, tell me when the trouble is over', and then led the army straight to the battlefield." Daqian is corrupt, but he is powerful, which is also the reason why the princes have not captured Daqian until now. β
"The great annihilation, Ming Tang called the emperor is the trend of the times, what can he do alone?" Liao Yuan disagreed.
Millennium looked down at the tea residue at the bottom of the cup, his eyes were heavy, "Listening to Senior Brother Bai's words, is there a sense of appreciation?
She pinched the teacup and slowed down her tone, "That day, he encircled and suppressed the capital of Han Wang, King Han did not surrender, he slaughtered the city, and there was a battle in Yangguan, crushing hundreds of thousands of guards, and then Huluxia buried thousands of troops, so he regarded human life as grass mustard, what ....."
At this time, a sound of "avoidance" interrupted her unfinished words, and when she stretched out her head to look, the crowd on the street parted like a tide, and gradually the sound of iron horses trampled.
The people hung their heads, and they caught a glimpse of the inky horses' hooves, secretly guessing which nobles this was, and the pomp was so big!
Qianshan County is the seat of Qingzhou Prefecture, and the first plaque in the city was smashed down, and five of the seven people who were smashed had a good background. Look at the odds, and what else can they say!
Therefore, they have long been accustomed to it, and when they look respectful, they can still peek around, exchange news in a low voice, and they will have something to talk about in the next two or three days.
"What kind of person is this, yo!" said the man who spoke, for he saw a cavalryman holding in his hand a large banner with a bright yellow background and a nine-tripod totem embroidered on itβthe symbol of the royal family.
There is a big flag behind - pure black as the base, like blood and fire spears and axes staggered on it, it seems that you can hear the sonorous Jin Ge on the battlefield.
No need to ask anyone. Everyone knows that there is only one person who can use the imperial flag except for the one in the palace.
If you want to say their crown prince, it is really a legend, he led the troops to the battlefield in the year of the spoon, and how many princes were swept by a dragon and wolf iron cavalry under his command, and the army flag symbolized the invincible spear and the axe that symbolized the punishment of power is the yearning of the young people!
I heard that the prince was going to Qingzhou, but I didn't know that he was so caught off guard, and the people became nervous when they landed.
Bai Qi and the others were also surprised, and just before they were talking about people, they appeared in a blink of an eye, and they all stood up and watched.
I saw thousands of soldiers wearing black armor, carrying heavy guns, hanging golden knives on their waists, their backs were as straight as pine, and their momentum was like mountains, and they came with the iron and blood of the battlefield.
The first one, but a young man.
His hair is like ink, tied with a jade crown, his eyebrows are like a sword, he flies obliquely into the sideburns, his eyes are narrow and long, the Tibetan star is in the abyss, the nose is very beautiful, the rhino runs through the top, the lips are slightly raised, thin and unfathomable, if the white robe with wide sleeves, the scroll is splashed with ink, when it is elegant and handsome, and the mountains and rivers should be beautiful, but he is wearing a dark robe, the silver line outlines the crests of the princes, and the gold and jade belt is hung with a dragon-shaped Pei Jue.
The expression is quiet, but it is not a distant leaning wind, but an indescribable calmness.
There is no coldness for the general, life and death.
There is no hegemony, only self-respecting publicity.
There is no benevolence, but the mercy of the world is cherished.
There is no king for the king, and the sea is tolerant of all rivers.
Only calmly, the moment you see him, you will think that he is this world, what he thinks and what he does is reasonable.
At this time, he hit his horse, followed by the soldiers behind him, and the city was full of snow, and the people along the way spontaneously knelt on the ground and shouted "Your Highness Chitose".
Millennial was so startled by the people who knelt on the ground that she took a step back, and as far as she could see, there were only a few people standing on the entire street, and even if they were standing, they were probably the aristocratic officials who happened to be shopping.
In this way, the brothers and sisters who are not polite and polite have become particularly abrupt, and although they are abrupt, they are only given an understatement.
That glimpse has no emotion and no meaning, like looking at an ant. Millennial couldn't help but avoid her gaze, but an indescribable shame rose in her chest, and when she looked up again, the flag was already far away.
Bai Qi didn't notice her abnormality, and continued to say to her, "Yes, in the eyes of the enemy, he may be Shura alive, but in the hearts of his own people, he is a god, he is there, and the kingdom is there." β
Bai Qi then reminded his younger brothers and sisters, "There are many kinds of things in the world, and this is what you should understand well this time." β
The storyteller took a picture of the shocking wood: as far as he could see, half of the people must be sincerely afraid, half of the people sincerely worshipped, and half of the people must hate him to the bone, and half of the people ate the pot pulp to welcome.
This is the imperial prince, the immortal god of war of Daqian, a figure that people love and hate.
General Jin Xiu drove forward, "Your Highness, did those people have a problem just now?"
He's also a conditioned reflex, having had an encounter the last time that happened.
Anyway, the one who can be disrespectful to the prince is nothing more than the enemy.Martial arts masters, coincidentally, whether it is the enemy or the martial arts masters, they all do everything possible to come and fight with His Royal Highness.
"Don't care. The cold voice could not hear joy or anger, but it was like snow falling on the back of the hand, and it was cold to the bottom of my heart.