Five hundred and ninetieth eight chapters Yan Road
"I've met the owner!"
Wearing a light blue Confucian scholar's brocade robe, he has a handsome face and indifferent eyebrows. There is a quiet and peaceful charm spreading all over his body. He tied up his hair and crowned his head. He stepped forward and looked at the old owner in front of him. The young man bowed his hands and bowed.
"Lu, how long have you been in Xingcheng Library?"
In the main hall of Xingcheng Library, the old man in red robe was still kneeling in front of him, pointing at the wooden stick, writing Zhao characters in the sandbox. Hearing the young man's words, he smiled softly and asked casually.
"In a blink of an eye, it has been almost five years."
The young man sighed softly, his eyes glowed with the light of long-lasting memories, and he turned slightly, looking at the Xingcheng library disciples in front of him, staring for a long time. In recent days, he also heard the news that Qin State was going to massacre Xingcheng.
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The reason is that the assassination of King Qin Yingzheng was not successful, which caused the Xingcheng Library to be in trouble. But from Lu's point of view, regardless of whether it was done by the heroes of Canjian or not, Xingcheng Library will not succeed in the future.
There will always be such a result.
Because this is the fate of Xingcheng Library!
It has been intertwined with the fate of the State of Zhao. When the State of Zhao prospered, the Xingcheng Library prospered. When the State of Zhao declined, the Library of Xingcheng declined. The two heroes Can Jian did such an extreme thing, which may not mean they are extremely disappointed with the State of Zhao.
"Five years ago, Sheng was secretly killed by the Qin State because of the treasure from the Zhao State. You were also entrusted by him to the Xingcheng Library. What Sheng did was for you, so I never accepted you as a disciple."
"Today, there will be a disaster in the library, and you...should leave too."
Lu's identity was special, and no more than one person knew about it in the entire library. The old library owner wrote an extremely regular sword character on the sandbox. This character was what Zhenjun Qin Guowu asked for back then.
At that time, Wu Zhenjun had said that if Xingcheng Library interfered with Qin's affairs, it would be completely wiped out, and he had always kept his promise. Unfortunately, after all, heaven and earth took their own course.
"The Qin State, the general trend of the world, where should we go?"
When mentioning the matter of leaving, Lu's expression did not change, as if he had expected this day to come. Before his death, his master told himself that he must live well, so he has been working hard to live.
But in recent years, looking at the general situation of the world, Zhao State has political chaos, civil and military strife, South Korea has become a country of Qin's vassals, Wei State is seeking to become stronger, Yan State has always been hostile to Zhao State, Chu State has no time to take care of itself, Qi State has always been in diplomatic relations with Qin State
good.
In this way, although the Xia are large, they still have no place for themselves.
"Go to where you should go, the coast of the East China Sea, the city of Songhai!"
"Your temperament is perfect for being there."
The old owner quietly looked at the sword characters on the sandbox. Over the past three generations, there have been dozens of ways to write sword characters. Today, there are still eighteen types in Zhuxia. I don't know how many will be left in the future.
Lu's temperament is not suitable for being an official, nor is he suitable for being a general, but it is similar to Sheng's later temperament, and it is similar to the sword in Sheng's hand. When the words fall, he gently touches the sandbox and erases the word "sword".
"Little Sage Village!"
Lu looked a little surprised. Naturally, he was no stranger to Little Saint’s Manor. To be honest, Xingcheng Library can be regarded as one of the branches of Confucianism. Of course, it was still far inferior to Little Saint’s Manor.
I want to go to Little Sage Village. Is that really where I will be in the future?
"You have read a lot of books during the years in the library. Confucius had seventy-two disciples. Who do you admire most?"
The old owner erased the sword characters on the sandbox and slowly stood up from behind the desk. Seeing this, Lu quickly stepped forward to help him up. Feeling this, the old owner even smiled slightly, and his old face was filled with a strange mysterious light.
Walking to the hall, there are the remaining library disciples who are practicing writing, outlining the characters of Zhao State one by one, outlining the characters that belong exclusively to Zhao State, which represent the spirit of Zhao State and the heritage of Zhao State.
It represents the splendor of Zhao State.
The road companion was watching by his side.
"The Master said: It is a virtuous person to return home. He only has a basket of food and a gourd to drink. In a back alley, people cannot bear their worries, and they do not change their happiness when they return. It is a virtuous person to return home. If he does not express his anger and does not make mistakes, he will unfortunately live a short life and die.
Now we are in ruins, and there are no good scholars."
"His heart is not contrary to benevolence for three months, and the rest is just the sun and the moon."
"Xianzai, come back!"
Lu opened his mouth and recited, "The Analects of Confucius" came out. Among the seventy-two disciples of Confucianism, he was the only one who gained his heart the most. Therefore, Yan Hui was not only extraordinary in his ideas, but also extraordinary in his mind.
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After Confucius left, Yan Hui alone was enough to control Confucianism.
The rest of the disciples all worship and obey, not because of their cultivation, not because of their principles, but because of their people. If they conform to the mysteries of Taoism, they should not fight, and no one in the world can fight with them. This is called the way of heaven.
"No one in future generations can go back."
"So, from now on, your name will be Yan Lu. I hope you can follow Yan Hui's path and become a person like Yan Hui. In troubled times, you can restrain your body, hide your sharpness, and escape between heaven and earth."
The name "Lu" was no longer suitable. The owner of the Hongpao Pavilion also praised softly, "Yan Hui's name should be respected by later generations of Confucianists. He is about to go to Xiaoshengxianzhuang. The two of them should be like this and be in line with Confucianism."
I have passed by disciples who wrote words one after another. Some were very good at writing, and some were lacking in skills. But at this moment, I am no longer able to teach. I have been doing what I can do for fifty years.
"Yan Lu thanked the owner!"
The young man bowed again.
"This sword was left by Sheng. You should keep it with you for self-defense."
With a wave of his hand, something flew past the desk in the distance, but it was a small silver sword hilt. Looking at the sword carefully, the old owner couldn't help but fall into deep thought. After a few breaths,
Pass it to Yan Lu.
"yes!"
The young man carefully took the sword of light that his master had used with both hands.
"This is a document I wrote to Xun Kuang, please keep it with you."
"He will arrange everything when we get to Xiaoshengxian Manor."
With another wave of his hand, a stream of light flashed next to the sandbox, and a paper letter appeared in his hand. Without looking at it carefully, he handed it to Yan Lu.
"yes."
The young man finished the letter again.
"Where is the road?"
Walking through the hall and before the hall door, spiritual awareness spread, and the entire Xingcheng fell into absolute silence. The sky was still the same sky as usual, and the white clouds were the usual white clouds.
But everything changed after all. He whispered casually and looked at the young man.
"The road is at your feet!"
Yan Lu heard this, met the old owner's gaze, thought about it, nodded and smiled softly.
"Go ahead."
The old owner also smiled happily.
Walking lightly, a young man wearing a light blue scholar's robe, carrying a letter and holding a cold light, stepped out of Xingcheng. He turned around, glanced at the old owner again, and bowed his hands.
Immediately, he completely disappeared in Xingcheng Library.
Ten days later, the road under the young man's feet reached the city of Songhai, which is far away on the coast of the East China Sea.
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"Sir, although Prince Jia left Handan, he used means to make Chunping-kun, who had been traveling on the fringes of the royal family, appear. He was the crown prince who was King Xiaocheng at that time."
"Because of the Battle of Changping, I had to surrender to Qin and could not inherit the throne of King Zhao. After King Xiaocheng, King Mouxiang, and now King Qian of Zhao, perhaps, whether it was Prince Jia or the crown prince Chunping Jun
, I’m a little excited.”
Iron cavalry and 40,000 soldiers and horsemen pressed down on Xingcheng and surrounded them. They did not take the lead in taking action. The spiritual sense was shrouded. At this moment, in Xingcheng, there were only dozens of life breaths left in Xingcheng Library.
He drove his horse and headed to the west gate of Xingcheng. There, General Meng Wu and others were about to arrive. The earth was shaking. He looked into the distance and could vaguely sense it. He listened to the words of the ink crow beside him, and Zhou Qing couldn't help but nod to it.
When they were preparing to forcibly break through Baixingkou, they had already sent orders and documents to the Tianshangmen in Zhaomeichi, Handan, to close the door, or to send them away, or to send their men to Jicheng, Daliang, Linzi and other places.
Mo Ya, Bai Feng, Xu Shou and others were waiting for their appearance.
I haven't seen you for a few months. Thanks to the help of elixirs and mysterious skills, Mo Ya's cultivation has improved greatly. "Seven Immortal Illusions" has also broken into the realm of great success. The mysterious skills created in this volume will be completed on the day of completion.
When it is the peak of spiritual transformation.
Integrating the crow-transformation method practiced by Mo Ya, it is now even more wonderful to perform it. She is wearing a tight-fitting black brocade dress all over her body, and a fluffy black feather shawl on her shoulders. There is a hint of unique charm in her every move.
Between the waist and abdomen, there are metal ornaments, and the eyebrows are decorated with strange black lines. He bows his hands to the adults and slowly talks about the recent events in Handan.
"Shunpei-kun!"
"He is too old to be of much use. Compared to Tai Zijia, he is just a shield and has nothing to fear in Guo Kai's hands. Speaking of which, what are Guo Kai's recent methods?"
In Handan, the two people who controlled the government were Guo Kai and Han Cang, but in fact the power fell into the hands of Guo Kai, and Zhao Wangqian was nothing more than a puppet. Although Guo Kai was greedy for money, his core interests were related to the State of Zhao.
If the State of Zhao is not destroyed, everything about him can be preserved. If the State of Zhao does not survive, everything about him will be hard to say. So, with the current situation of the State of Zhao, he will definitely make big moves.
"As early as when the Qin State and the Zhao State prepared troops, Han Cang was sent to personally go to the frontier army Li Mu. Along the way, he kept making threats about the large amount of food, grass and baggage that he wanted to let all the Zhao people know."
"From Mo Crow's point of view, Guo Kai should not be sure of winning over Li Mu, so he wants to use the pressure of the people of Zhao State to force Li Mu to obey the king's orders instead of accepting the words of Prince Jia."
"If this is the case, it is unlikely that Lian Po will have help from the north in this battle!"
Although Guo Kai controlled the center, he did not fully grasp the military power of Zhao State. Li Mu's 100,000 border troops had been guarding the border of Zhao State. For decades, the Xiongnu and Donghu did not dare to invade. This has shown that Li Mu's
importance.
Otherwise, with Guo Kai's methods, Li Mu would have been killed long ago and he would not have been left alive until now.
There are also the armies in the hinterland of the Zhao Kingdom and the armies in the Handan camp. Although the royal family can dispatch them, they are actually mostly under the rule of Chunping Jun, Prince Jia, and Zhao Wangqian.
During this trip to Lian Po's army, Zhao Mu was a member of the royal family, and Lian Po was recommended by Prince Jia, so Guo Kai did not stop him. In short, Zhao's etiquette at this moment is closely related to himself.
"Haha, before going abroad, you must first settle down at home."
"It seems that Guo Kai is going to give me a big credit this time!"
Although the foreign affairs were critical, Guo Kai would not be able to judge that the Qin State did not intend to destroy Zhao this time. Otherwise, it would not have sent Hancang to Li Mu's army, which made Li Mu dare not send troops south.
Without Li Mu's elite frontier troops, Lian Po could not possibly be a match for the old Qin people with the disorganized troops in his hands. Since Lian Po had disappeared for more than ten years, it was time for him to finally come to an end.
"Sir, look, they are coming!"
Immediately, Zhou Qing led an army to stand at the west city gate. Not long after, Yan Lingji on one side felt something. Her crisp words filled the air, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a mysterious light of flame. She looked for the sound. After a few breaths, the ground shook more and more.
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The black torrent manifested from a corner and advanced in a semi-arc shape. More than 100,000 Qin troops gathered in one place and appeared on the land of Zhao State. Flags were flying, and various generals led their troops and horses to advance in an orderly manner.
The cavalry took the lead and marched on the ground. Although most of the cavalry was taken away by Zhou Qing, but combined with the strength of the tens of thousands of infantry behind them, the smoke and dust rippled with it, vast and powerful.
Viewed from a distance, the black heavy-armored cavalry reflects the light of the scorching sun in the sky. Even though it is midsummer, the cold air is still spreading. For more than ten days, the troops are united in one place, and everyone is happy.
"Hahaha, Mr. Wu Zhen, the battle at Baixingkou spread throughout the army."
"There were no more than fifty casualties. With the help of the heavy rain from the clear sky, we broke through the dangerous barrier. The iron cavalry went to the hinterland of the Zhao Kingdom, intimidated all the major cities of the Zhao Kingdom, and overwhelmed Xingcheng with troops. It was a complete achievement. Only this point is small for us."
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The generals stood up and dismounted, and the superior general Meng Wu looked happy. After the battle at Baixingkou, if anyone dared to say that Wu Zhenjun was not knowledgeable in military affairs, Meng Wu would be the first to refuse.
Abandoning the previous fierce attack that the three of them had agreed upon, and opening up the current situation at all costs, the army advanced to Taixing Bakou and took control of Taixing Bakou. To a certain extent, this battle was already won.
"Wu Zhenjun is good at clever strategies, let's see again today!"
Wang Jian also bowed as he approached, smiled brightly, and fell in admiration. He dared to use the power of sand and boulders to break through Baixingguan City. At least he couldn't think of it. For this alone, he admired him extremely.
I recall that when the Zhengguo Canal was being built a few years ago, Lord Wu Zhen repeatedly came up with ingenious strategies to build the canal without major turmoil. He made great contributions and was granted the title of king. The merits of this battle were not small, covering the six hundred miles of Nanyang.
Land credit.
If you don’t become a marquis!
I even think that I will be able to become a marquis in the future!
"Hahaha, General, General Wang Jian, you've been waiting for praise."
"Now is not the time to win. After Lian Po's army is wiped out, we can have a banquet and discuss it in detail. How about that?"
Zhou Qing returned the favor with his hand, and Li Xin followed closely. Needless to say, Li Xin also made great achievements in the battle at Baixingkou. The next attack on Lian Po definitely also made great achievements.
This was the result that Zhou Qing hoped to see. In a crisp voice, he nodded to the two of them one after another. Then, he pointed to Xingcheng not far away with one hand, said something deeply, and mentioned Lian Po. "Excuse me."
"good."
"Although Xingcheng has become an empty city, it is in line with the order of the central government. If Xingcheng is really slaughtered, I am afraid that the general situation in the world will encounter great trouble in the future."
"General Wang Jian and Lord Wu Zhen, without further ado, march on Xingcheng with troops and wipe out Xingcheng in order to fulfill the king's wishes."