Although they were still far apart, the young Fang Zhi was still startled when he saw a bloody human head hanging high) and felt his heart tingle.
He took a step back, then stopped, holding back the feeling of wanting to spit out.
The nosy man behind him was no longer there. He couldn't curse him even if he wanted to. Instead, his eyes became sore and he cried.
Half the city was filled with crying.
Two days had passed since the war, and the people finally recovered from their fear and began to release the pain caused by the war.
At this moment, the city gate slowly opened, and with a creaking sound, soldiers and horses were lining up in neat lines, slowly entering the city.
People on the street were a little scared and moved to both sides of the road, while some people moved back.
The old man on the top of the city led the people to greet him and quickly calmed the crowd down.
Even Fang Zhi knew that these people who came down were the most virtuous and respected in Jiangling City, because even the teachers from his school could only follow at the end of the team.
"Folks, don't be afraid. We would like to congratulate the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who bravely defended the city."
Following these words, the soldiers and generals also shouted in unison: "Folks, don't be afraid, King Shiqiu of the Tang Dynasty has done nothing wrong!"
The sound was neat and powerful and reverberated, giving Fang Zhi quite a shock.
He jumped hard and saw all the generals riding tall horses, wearing beautiful armor and red cloaks. They were so majestic.
"This is my first glass of wine. May I ask this general his name?"
"The commander of the Ningjiang Army in the Tang Dynasty, Ma Shilong, was from Fengyang, Huaixi, and served as a soldier for eight years."
"I heard that General Ma resisted the 3,000 yuan army with less than 1,000 troops and fought in the streets for ten hours to protect the north gate."
"yes."
"General Ma is still leading the charge. I wonder how many Yuan soldiers he killed?"
"A certain person killed seven members of the Yuan army with his own hands, including one who was a captain of thousands."
There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.
Fang Zhi tried hard to jump high, but the crowds of people in front of him prevented him from clearly seeing the general who had alarmed the people in the city.
So, he turned around and ran into the teahouse along the street and tried to climb to the second floor, but the windows on the second floor were already crowded with people.
"Hey, you wild boy, get out."
Fang Zhi couldn't squeeze in, so he had to climb through the window on the other side and carefully walk around the wooden railing to the side facing the street.
The wind blew the flags on the eaves. He looked at the soldiers on the street with novelty and felt an inexplicable shock.
"The Ningjiang army of the Tang Dynasty is very powerful, and it can kill only one Yuan soldier..."
Even if he only killed one enemy like this, there were still people cheering.
Fang Zhi couldn't help but be fascinated after hearing this.
But he also remembered the teachings of his grandmother and uncle. After watching it for a while, he felt guilty and planned to leave.
He reluctantly took a step back, and after a long time he took a step back, only to see several people in the crowd staggering out.
"Huh."
Fang Zhi took a closer look and found that one of them was his uncle.
Fang Zongchang lost his usual grace, bowed his body, folded his arms tightly, and looked restrained and scared.
Next to him were several classmates who were severely injured by Lu Xiaoyou but had to drag their sick bodies to apologize.
The short few steps felt so long to him.
Finally, they arrived in front of the Tang soldiers.
"Students, please see General Lu!"
The sound of horse hooves sounded, and Lu Xiaoyou rode forward slowly on his tall horse.
The armor shone in the sun, the cloak undulated like waves, and what was even more majestic was the murderous aura on his body.
Just one man and one horse had already shocked half the people on the street.
Fang Zongchang swallowed his water, thinking that if he saw Lu Xiaoyou in the daytime, he would never dare to have a conflict in person.
"The students bumped into General Lu last night, and today we apologize to General Lu in person." All the scholars bent down and bowed their heads.
I thought this matter would just go away.
Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaoyou actually said loudly: "I was also at fault. I peed in the alley and beat you up."
"General Lu calmed down, it's the students' fault." Fang Zongchang said quickly.
He deliberately said the word "calm down" to show his grievance.
Lu Xiaoyou ignored him at all, reining in his horse and looking around the long street.
"My ancestral home is Chengdu, but I grew up in Sangui City, because before I was born, Chengdu City was gone. My parents hid in the mountain city and gave birth to me. I have been peeing on Wugui Mountain since I was a child. I have to
change!"
At this point, some people burst into laughter, while others did not dare to laugh.
Lu Xiaoyou raised his riding crop and pointed at the few scholars in front of him who had been beaten up by him.
"When Master Wang entered the city, Qiu committed no crime. I took action and beat you up because of your few words. This violated military discipline. I was at fault."
All the scholars breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaoyou changed the topic and shouted loudly.
"But if I hear those stupid things you say next time, I will beat you up!"
For an honest and old-fashioned person, this scolding in front of everyone is like a thunderbolt from the blue.
"The foreign invaders are coming, and the internal bandits are leading the foreign invaders into the city. Instead of scolding the foreign invaders and internal bandits, you only dare to slander our emperor and scold the soldiers who killed the enemy in blood and protected you? Why?! Because you are smart and want to commit suicide in front of our emperor.
You, the founder of the Tang Dynasty, should be coaxing talented people like you, right?! Because you are superior to others and regard us warriors as your slaves, and think that we deserve to bleed and behead. If there is anything, you are called
If these superior masters are not satisfied, they will let you scold them, right or wrong?!"
Fang Zongchang and others quickly shook their heads like rattles.
They knew that there must be someone behind Lu Xiaoyou's words. This was not the case during the quarrel that night. Lu Xiaoyou only took action because he couldn't win the argument.
In fact, if we really have to argue now, they scholars can still win the argument, but they just don't dare to argue again.
"General Lu."
"Who on earth spoiled you?!"
Lu Xiaoyou hadn't even finished scolding him. He raised his hand and pointed to the west and shouted: "Cao Youwen and one hundred thousand soldiers died in the battle at Yangping Pass. Zhao Yanna led his army to abandon Chengdu and fled to Kuizhou. He also scolded General Cao for losing his army and losing his troops. The world's leader
Have all the principles been explained by you literati?! If I don’t beat you idiots, will I wait until Jiangling is slaughtered to the last man like Chengdu?!"
The long street became quiet.
Fang Zongchang stooped and lowered his head.
He might have a lot to say to refute, but he didn't dare to respond. He could only shrink his body hard, as if he wanted to crawl into the ground.
"spit."
Lu Xiaoyou spat in front of Fang Zongchang.
"coward."
After the last two words of the curse, the lump in his chest disappeared, and he reined in his horse and returned to the team.
Seeing that Lu Xiaoyou was angry, Ma Shilong laughed loudly and shouted: "Some scholars don't dare to go into battle to kill the enemy, so they always mutter. We good men kill the enemy to serve the country! We don't owe them anything!"
"I don't like them either!"
"good!"
After what happened today, the people watching could understand who was guarding Jiangling, and they shouted and pointed at Fang Zongchang and others.
"Brother Xiaoyou is so majestic!"
At the railing of the teahouse, Fang Zhi raised his head and saw a woman with a knife sitting on the eaves, clapping her hands in admiration.
This scene fell in the heart of the young child, making him even more envious of the majestic general.
He turned his head and looked at his uncle who was hunched over with his head hunched over. Then he recalled what his uncle had justly said about "thieves supporting the army", and it was difficult to overlap the two figures for a while.
He couldn't bear to leave anymore. He greedily looked at the neat and majestic array, and an idea became clearer in his mind.
Although he is not yet ten years old, he has already imagined that in ten years he will be able to step onto the battlefield to fight for the country, riding a tall horse and letting the people cheer for his achievements, so high-spirited and so surging.
As for the other twenty-year-old Fang Zhi who spoke elegantly and eloquently, it gradually became blurred in his mind.
On another tall building, Li Xia put down the telescope in his hand and continued to chat casually with Yan Rong.
"If I want to rebel against Zhao and Song Dynasties, I must get rid of my perverted guard against warriors since Zhao Kuangyin. Once I establish a country, I will start with the establishment of martial ethics."
"Your Majesty is so heroic, so naturally he doesn't suspect warriors." Yan Rong stroked Li Xia's arm and pursed his lips with a smile.
"These scholar-officials are willing to join me, but they still want to beat me, punish my favorite generals, and teach me to be a standard emperor."
Li Xia was also laughing, but it was a bit sarcastic.
"I just want to be the emperor because I despise their 'normative emperors'. But I want them to teach me?"
Yan Rong's eyes lit up.
She could clearly feel that Li Xia was more domineering than before.
So, without using any more words, she leaned over and tried to please him with the caressing gesture of a little bird.
"Your Majesty, my concubine also advised you to use the palace coup to deal with Zhao Fu. Why didn't you refuse then?"
"Zhao Song Shejiyuan belongs not only to Zhao Fu, but also to those with vested interests. A little trick is of little use. Instead, it is easy to be used by Jia Sidao, making my reputation even worse."
"Why do you agree now?"
"Only those who are willing to believe will believe it. Wang Yinglin happens to be willing to believe it, and Zhao Jin happens to be able to convince him."
"How did your Majesty convince Zhao Jin?"
"I didn't say much." Li Xia shook his head.
Last night, when Lu Xiaoyou and Zhao Jin talked about Wang Yinglin, Zhao Jin just asked, "Should I tell him the truth?"
Li Xia nodded at that time.
Maybe it was just a little trick, and maybe it could easily be exploited by Song Ting, but on this matter, no one could be more convincing than Zhao Jin.
So he decided to confirm the truth.
Since you want to be a good emperor, you won't be able to accept even a single truth.
Thinking of this, Li Xia raised his hand and looked at it, feeling that as an emperor, he should have the power to turn his hand into clouds and rain.
"Jiangnan is tentatively decided. You can return to the teacher."