The grass and trees on the Baling River are green, and the yellow clouds are on the block. If you get a long gift when you return, you will not be afraid of wind, frost and hardship.

Within a year, Cui Po, who saw Ba Bridge four times and pressed the bridle first, was inevitably moved, but today he could not allow him to express his feelings of separation and separation. His team of more than a thousand people was still around the bridge, and he heard the graceful but joyful sound of music sounds on the other side of the Ba Bridge. The art of the Neigong Jiaofang Music Club is indeed extraordinary, and only this song is integrated into Kucha Hu Le's "The Song of Returning Under the Frontier" to the fullest. Although Cui Po and others are moved, they are still very encouraging.

Be patient. The thousands of people who came back from behind looked at the vague images of Chang'an, the golden city, and listened to the music of the wandering children returning home in the ears. After several years of helplessness, the scenes of bullying in the foreign land appeared vividly in front of you. First, some women began to sob gently, and then spread out from ten to ten, and ten to hundreds of them. So much so that when you arrived at the Bashui Bridge, there were sobs and tears. The cheerful music and sad faces seemed to be really sad.

On the banks of the Ba Bridge, which was crowded in the past, are now heavily guarded. On both sides of the roads that are paved with pure land, there is a mighty and powerful imperial soldiers with distinctive armor as etiquette guards. A large group of six officials wearing various official uniforms stand solemnly on the other side of the bridge under the leadership of the prime minister.

Cui Po and his party had just walked to the bridge and were about to pass by the bridge, but they saw the small yellow gates on both sides of the sixteen separate roads on the opposite side shaking the thick forbidden hall whip in their hands. After a loud "bang", the music stopped suddenly. Then, Yang Yan, the Minister of Rites, wearing formal dresses at the Grand Court, stepped forward and stood at the bridge, proclaiming loudly: "In the sixth year of the Dali period of the State Dynasty, he was in a state of crisis. The 170,000 people in the Tang Dynasty were scattered in foreign countries, and the emperor and all officials of the whole country could not sleep day and night, and he felt ashamed of the inability to relieve the people's upside down..."

After chanting the four and six people on the way, most of the returning people couldn't understand it. Before the crowd, the old man An Xichun, the oldest of the thousand people who returned to the country, gently pulled the corner of Cui Po's clothes with his hands and asked, "What are these?"

Hearing the loud announcement from the teacher Yang Shilang, Cui Po was also surprised. The sentence just now, "The emperor and all officials in the country are unable to sleep at night, and he is deeply sorry for his inability to relieve the people's upside down." It is obvious that His Majesty the current emperor also swept in. Is this Yang Gongnan really so brave? After hearing the old man's question, he answered casually: "This means that Your Majesty and all officials in the court are sorry for you, and you have been plundered by foreign races and have not been able to rescue you as soon as possible."

"How can this make it happen? That's the emperor! How can the emperor admit his mistakes to us ordinary people, and they can't do it, they can't do it..." Old man An Xichun was immediately frightened and muttered to himself as if he was stupid.

In just a moment, Yang Yan had finished reciting, and increased the volume of the volume three points, and said loudly: "All officials, beg me!"

With his shout, nearly two hundred officials of the sixth rank and above in the dynasty dresses, wearing the dress of the Grand Council, bowed to Cui Po and his entourage. The scene was very grand and spectacular. This gift only surprised Cui Po, and muttered in his heart: "It's not like this to buy the hearts of the people!" While hurriedly dodged and avoided the gift, the entourage members behind him were all old people who had lived in Beijing for a long time, so they naturally knew the importance. As he hurriedly avoided, the team of thousands of people returning to the people was exposed.

There were about thirty people in front of the team, most of whom were old, so the local government was equipped with horses. The leader of the old man An Xichun had not yet woken up from the shock just now. Seeing a flash of figures in front of him, he looked up and saw a large number of officials in the purple and purple official uniforms bowing to him. He could bear it. After a slight moment, he was stunned and rolled down from the saddle as if he was burning his butt, and blushed his face. After waved his hands to others, he hurriedly bowed down and bowed.

At this point, the other old men recovered from their daze and dropped out of their horses and knelt down in panic. The people behind saw that their leader was like this and also bowed down. A piece of yellow dust immediately rose from the official road with solid loess, and it drifted to the top of Cui Po and others' heads, causing them to just sneeze, but when they saw that it was really wrong, they could only force themselves to hold it back.

The standing officials and the kneeling people bowed six times across the Ba Bridge before the ceremony was completed. The officials retreated to the roadside and played the rituals and music. The Jinghou sent a delegation to cross the bridge and went to Chang'an to thank the palace for gratitude.

Cui Po immediately stopped moving, and the escort members behind him also did not move. Seeing that the old men were all standing up and sitting down with the help of others, they shook their eyes at the old man An Xichun and signaled them to go first. Who knew that he was blushing and just shook his head and refused. He gave in a few times in his eyes. Seeing that the old man still refused, Cui Po had no choice but to turn over and get off the horse, walked a few steps to the old man, took the reins and walked up the bridge.

When the king and his subordinates saw that Hefan were like this, they were still sitting there, and immediately turned over and got off the horse, following the example of the more than 30 old men riding horses.

Guo Tianbao, the commander of the Imperial Army, reacted a little slowly. After dismounting the horse, he was no longer a horse. He saw that no one of the six entourages was riding a horse. If he was alone, he would be too arrogant. After crossing the bridge, the officials in the court waiting by the road looked even more unfair. In a hurry, he took the horse in his hand and took two steps back. In the long queue of the people, he found a young man who was unprepared and relied on his brute force.

He threw him on the horse in a flash, and then he walked a few steps with peace of mind, followed Lord Cui and crossed the Ba Bridge. The poor man was shocked. When he realized that he wanted to get off the horse, he glared at the general's bear eyes, and could only feel aggrieved and sat on the horse tremblingly, never dared to move again. However, in the eyes of the unknown, the expression of laughter and crying on his face also well interpreted the meaning of the four words "gratitude and crying".

Good guy, with the brigade coach as an example, his soldiers did not follow closely. A total of 100 people dismounted and walked one after another. Regardless of men, women, young and old, they picked up and threw them at them immediately. This action caused a riot in the slowly moving team. Fortunately, dozens of tall horses were blocked in front of the queue, and it was not easy for the six adults on the other side of the Ba River to see it.

This small episode passed in a flash. At this time, the first horse of An Xichun, who was led by Hefan, had already crossed the Ba Bridge and headed towards the front road where all officials were separated.

There are still five steps away. Chang Gun, the head of all officials, was already laughing and quickly approaching. As a subordinate, Cui Po had to release the reins, bow and perform a greeting ceremony and said, "The general of Jinzhou Zhongzhen, Xiaguanhedong Road, and Cui Po, the envoy of the Tang Dynasty and Fan Alliance, met Chang Xiang."

"General Cui Zhen, don't want to detain the literati. This time I went to the Tubo alliance, let's not talk about anything else. I only welcomed the 170,000 people in our dynasty for a great success. It turns out that a hero is a young man! Haha!" While saying this with a smile, he had already picked up the reins of the horse.

At this moment, it was not the time to greet him. In addition, Cui Po had no good feelings for him, so he replied indifferently: "I always praised you." It was the end of the ceremony. When he saw him holding the reins of the horse, he took the horse for An Xichun, and took a step back and made a way. He was too despised to say: "The old guy is really good at pretending and buying people's hearts."

As the followers crossed the bridge one after another, the officials of various departments stepped forward to take over the leading power of the horse reins in the hands of the members of the League's delegation, and walked towards the Mingde Gate of Chang'an amid the accompaniment of rituals and music, leaving Cui Po, the head of the king and the delegation stood beside the road, looking at each other in all directions.

Just when everyone was confused and didn't know how to go, Mr. Yang, dressed in a dress, came through the crowd, waved his hand and signaled everyone not to be too polite, and pulled Cui Po to the side and talked.

"The Eastern Palace has an order. Today, I will accept the worship and dance of the thousands of people at Chengtian Gate outside the Tai Chi Palace. I have no time to receive the alliance delegation. After you go to the six ministries and the Lifan Courtyard to hand over the mission, you will go back to the mansion to wait! When will you summon me? Another order?" When you say this, Yang Yan's affairs have been explained, he paused, and sighed and said, "If you say that this new class is a Jinshi, your talent is naturally high. It is even more rare that you are not obsessed with doing things. Since you entered the officialdom, you have been decisive and effective. Especially when you go to Tubo this time, you have made great achievements. You and I are called the friendship between teachers and students, and you are really the right to make friends. You should celebrate you, but now this situation is so happy! With the Eleven Lang, you have become happy!

At this age, you are less than September's resume. What you have made is no reward. In addition to your method, hey! The past is unpredictable! Shiyilang should take care of it!" At this point, Shiyilang shook his head slightly, sighed, and patted Cui Po on the shoulder, and wanted to chase the six officials and horse teams. After taking three steps, he turned around and walked back to Cui Po and whispered: "This time, the four towns in Anxi have launched border defenses and Rong Dashi's march, there are many debates in the court. I am afraid that this matter will still fall on you. Shiyilang, let's think carefully about the way to deal with it, which is the right thing to do." After that, he hurried away, leaving only the shocked Lord Cui standing in a daze.

"The snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman makes profits. Such an obvious reason needs to be explained!" Looking at the noisy and endless returnees, Cui Po felt a heavy sense of powerlessness suddenly hit his heart. Although he was prepared in his heart, he never expected that the situation would be so serious that the mission that made great contributions were neglected to this point.

"The merit of not rewarding" Cui Po recited Yang Yan's words, and he felt a deep chill in his heart. After standing quietly beside the road for a long time and calming his mind, Cui Po walked to the place where the delegation members gathered with expressionless face, ignoring their eager eyes, and said coldly: "The King and the officials of the six ministries followed me to handle the delivery affairs of the ministries and departments of the Imperial City. The others returned home. If there is any subsequent funeral, they will report it separately." After saying that, he moved forward.

His words only made everyone stunned. After a moment of silence, an imperial guards were shouting: "These people were brought back from all the way. Why did we lose our business when we returned to Chang'an? This is too unrighteous! Fortunately, the brothers wiped the armor so brightly, and they were just in vain..." After a while, when they were still talking, Guo Tianbao glared, he could only suppress his voice helplessly, and muttered endlessly.

As a result, everyone lost interest. Except for Cui Po and Jingfeng, everyone had no horses, and everyone could only walk towards Chang'an.

As soon as they entered Mingde Gate, everyone was startled by the noisy atmosphere in the city. They saw that Zhuque Street in Mingde Gate was now crowded with flowers and people. Both sides of the street were now crowded by Chang'an citizens who were fascinated by the city. It seemed that the enthusiastic and unrestrained Chang'an people had picked all the flowers they could find in this season. A bunch of flower rain bloomed in the queue of returning people on the street, and the scene was extremely lively.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes became even more dim, and some soldiers couldn't help but spat on the ground, and then, under Cui Po's leadership, they walked left by Anlefang and headed towards the city.

He walked forward again. Except for the officials of the six ministries, the rest of the people went home to rest. They walked together for several months. The group was already full of emotions, but when they were in a low mood, they all had no interest in saying anything else. They just bowed and scattered. This scene of "the tree fell and the money scattered" contrasted with the cheers from the Zhuque Street separated by the archery, making people feel desolate.

The sixth ministries handled the delivery matters quickly. Cui Po, who had a cold face, and his senior brother had no more words and went back to his house.

When he returned to the mansion, Cui Po knew that his identity was now sensitive, and his heart was cold, so he simply closed the four doors and refused to accept visitors. He didn't leave the door. Even when the people from Guo's mansion said that the princess and the prince-consort had invited him, he ordered someone to quit. He was thinking about this matter at home, how should he "beg for bones and return home after he retired and returned home after he retired. But he just revealed this idea to Senior Brother Jingfeng, and then he changed his giggle: "Junior brother, how old are you, you don't even have an adult in the 'crown ceremony', so you dare to 'retire and return home'?" It only made Cui Po very depressed.

After three days of depression in the mansion, listening to the noise outside the wall gradually calmed down, Cui Poshi calmed down and leaned over to the study room to write down all the experience of this trip to Tubo, and to prepare to follow the Secretary of the Central Committee and the two provinces under the jurisdiction of the country, which can be considered as the completion of this mission.

Just as he took Tiao Chen and went out to get on the horse and wanted to go to the imperial city, he saw Cui Sishu, the close family member of the clan, who was beside Cui Youfu, rushed over.

When he came closer, Cui Sishu didn't get off his horse. While wiping the sweat on his forehead, he said anxiously: "I'd like to ask the young master to redeem the rude little, but my elders urgently summoned the young master to come. Let's get started!"

Seeing Cui Sishu's anxious look, Cui Po was shocked and asked, "Why are you so anxious?" Seeing that he was just rude and couldn't open his mouth, he didn't even ask more questions, and rode his horse to the residence of Master Zhongshu of Tongyifang.

Leaving Cui Sishu from afar, Cui Po came to the house and turned over and dismounted. Without waiting for his family to report, he ran inward. Seeing that there was no official hall, he thought for a moment and turned to the study room.

I quickly walked to the elegant study room. When I pushed the door, I saw my uncle Cui Zhongshu sitting upright on the Hu bench. I looked through the book "Chu Ci" with many rough edges. I let out a long sigh, calmed down, and walked in slowly.

"Here you come." After Cui Po finished salute, Lord Cui Youfu signaled him to sit down and then said lightly.

Seeing that the clan's uncle was so kind, Cui Po was uncomfortable. The last time the incident in Jinzhou made the uncle furious, and this time he even poked a hole in the sky, so why was there nothing wrong? This huge contrast only made Cui Po, who was ready to be scolded, feel very uncomfortable.

He looked at his abnormal uncle in surprise. Cui Po took the opportunity to serve tea and looked into the study. He saw a dark screen erected at the back of the room at some point. This made him, who had never seen this object, wonder again.

"I heard that since you returned to Beijing, you have closed your house and it is a princess. The prince consort invited me to you, so I can't take a step forward. So what have you done at home these days? Let's talk about it." In a faint tone, Cui Zhongshu asked quietly.

"No, big thing is wrong," Cui Po shouted in his heart, and then glanced at the screen from the corner of his eyes. He moved his heart and replied: "I dare not deceive my uncle. My nephew stayed at home and thought about his mistakes; and in addition, he thought about how to submit a document to the Ministry of Personnel to seek to 'beg for bones and return home'."

As expected, even though Cui Youfu was too steadfast, he was so excited by his words that he had just taken out a sip of tea. Cui Po took the opportunity to use his ears and listened to the side of the screen. After all, three years of qi cultivation skills were not in vain. The chuck that was so depressing but could not be completely covered was clearly transmitted into his ears.

"It's true that I'm here!" Cui Poxin smiled next time, his face and eyes looked at Lord Zhongshu without moving.

"Bastard! How old are you? 'Retirement and return home'! This is what you can say!" Cui Youfu, who was out of control, said in anger, a little embarrassed and angry, but he was worried, so he did not show any further, scolding his clan nephew who was talented but arbitrary.

After calming down and calming down, the master of Zhongshu asked indifferently: "Tell me! Why do you want to retire again... Cough cough... resigning from office and not doing anything?"

Seeing that this always square clan nemesis had been losing his composure, Cui Po laughed in his heart and replied seriously: "My nephew is rough and scattered, and has long been in the heart of Taoism. He also studied in Chongxuanguan, Dingzhou for three years. After three years of mountain residence, he admired the pine and mist of mountains. Because his family was not sure, he was unable to become a monk and devote himself to the Taoism under the Emperor Xuanyuan. He just worshipped the master of the temple, Ye Faqi, and became a disciple of Xiangping. Later, under the ardent expectations of the elders and family Ci in the clan, he went to Chang'an to participate in the examination. Thanks to the great kindness of our emperor, he was able to be a high school student. After that, he was attracted by the desire for fame and fortune, and devoted himself to the officialdom. Although he had only been a few months, he had lost his thinking everywhere and made a huge mistake. His nephew felt that he was unwilling to the emperor's grace.

This is for disloyalty; and in addition, the old mother, who is already exhausted and frosty, is still worried about me, which is really unfilial. How can such an unfaithful person be so shameless? If the old mother is guilty of her nephew's recklessness in the future, she will be even more deadly. Therefore, it is better to retreat as soon as possible and retire to the forest and spring. She can support her mother to fulfill her filial piety; she can show her strengths and sing and dancing to become a wise ruler in the prosperous era. Isn't this a hundred times more likely to miss the family and country like this? It's just that my nephew is the new top scholar. It's not that it's not easy to come here, so I have to ask my uncle to help me." At this point, I got up and took out the notes in my arms and placed them respectfully in front of the Lord Zhongshu.

Although Cui Youfu's expression was still moving, he was very communicating with his clan nephew's words. Seeing that Cui Po had actually handed a note, he was slightly stunned and said, "Oh! The memorials have been written." He reached out and picked up his hand, read it casually, but put it aside without any objection, and then raised the cup and tasted the tea. He said, "You can know that you have lost your thoughts in your actions, and you are even more loyal and filial. You can teach me!" He took the opportunity to say a good thing for Cui Po, put down the tea cup in his hand, and asked in a stern manner, "Speak, this time of Tubo, the border defense of the four towns in Anxi, and the reason for the march of black clothes and big food, don't cover it up, and everything you think that day will be said."

"On the same day, when the delegation was leading the delegation to the capital, Tubo sent people to attack the Black-clothed Food Envoy from the Tang Dynasty. My nephew saw the opportunity and brought people to rescue them. He learned that the delegation Shabei and others came here this time to try to form an alliance with our Tang Dynasty to attack Tubo, but was rejected by Chang Xiang, so he made an appointment with him. Two months later, the Anxi Pass defense was released and the Dashi Army attacked Tubo. Then, my nephew took the opportunity of pretending to be sick and quickly went to the eight towns of the Shence Army and the Jiannan Dao Jiemao's General urged to cooperate. Fortunately, the governor of Anxi Jiedu, Lord Guo, Jiannan Jiedu, Lord Wei, and the general of the eight towns were all pillars of the court who did not care about state affairs. With the cooperation of many parties, he achieved this Tang-Tibet alliance that was greatly beneficial to me." Cui Po was also a righteous general who talked about the matter of the day.

"The one who attacked the Dashi mission was indeed a Tubo..." Cui Youfu said something lightly enough to make Cui Po excited, and then said: "It is great for my Tang Dynasty! Then tell me what benefits are there."

"The return of these 170,000 people will definitely greatly increase the prestige of the court, reshape morale and the morale of the army, and make the people under the jurisdiction of the Four Rebellious Towns in Hebei and those Jiedushi who are in a state of mind understand that only the court is the true meaning and has a profound impact. This is the first priority; secondly, the battle between Tubo and the two tigers in black clothes will be fought for a long time, and this move will inevitably greatly reduce the pressure on our Tang-Tibet border, and it can draw 430,000 elite troops from the eight towns to pacify the four towns.

The imperial court's military strength has increased greatly; thirdly, the people on the Tang and Tubo border are no longer plagued by the Tubo who are busy with the battle of defending the territory; fourthly, Tubo is located on the plateau and has lagging behind in various manufacturing processes. In this national war, its domestic logistics support will definitely be difficult to sustain. We can replace military weapons with good horses to relieve the great dangers of our dynasty's lack of elite cavalry, and work hard to pacify the four towns; fifthly…” Cui Youfu shook his hand to control Cui Po, who became more and more excited, and asked indifferently: "Have General Cui Zhen ever thought about this big food in black?"

"What's the big deal in black?" Cui Po asked in shock.

"It is not different from 'Borrowing the Road to Farming the Guo'. Cui Zhen is the top scorer in the list. Don't you know this allusion? If you borrow the Road to Yi, what if Qu Dibo takes over the four towns of Anxi?" said Master Zhongshu with a sarcastic sarcasm.

With a faint smile, Cui Po said casually: "If he really wants it, then why not give it to him?"
Chapter completed!