Wei Zhong, the general of the Youwu Guard, had a steady and steady temperament, and could not express his emotions or anger.
But now his eyelids were twitching.
The old thief whispered: "Are you waiting for Mr. Lang?"
Lin Feibao glanced at Wei Zhong, "Wei Zhong... was just a deputy general back then."
The old thief asked: "But you climbed up by yourself?"
"Do you think you can climb up to the position of general on your own?"
At this point, it's not just a question of ability, but also a question of attitude.
That is political philosophy, that is, taking sides.
If you don't want to take sides, then I'm sorry, this position is not for you.
Therefore, when you reach the top floor, few are alone.
It is inevitable to form cliques and even cliques.
Therefore, the so-called maverick is just a boast.
"He seems to be a very honest person, but I didn't expect that he would form a clique." The old thief was a little disappointed.
"The officialdom is difficult. If you walk alone, you will either drown or be stabbed to death."
"Aren't there any clean ones?"
"It's clean... Even a beggar has a few friends, let alone a high-ranking official."
"Why!"
"Are you a little regretful?"
"I originally thought...we would use Wei Zhong as a benchmark."
Lin Feibao frowned and looked at him.
"Wei Zhong seems to be in a high position, but he has not been fighting for long. If he is Lang Jun... he cannot be in a high position."
"I...just wanted to think about it."
"Think of someone else!"
"good!"
The old thief began to look for his own benchmark in life again.
Lin Feibao looked at Wei Zhong, thinking of the deputy general who smiled shyly in front of the filial emperor.
Showing filial piety to the emperor was just a smile, and Wei Zhong was so excited, as if he had received a commendation from the emperor.
Time passed by, and the deputy general at that time had become one of the giants of the Tang Dynasty military.
It's less of the original simplicity and more of the so-called stability.
Lin Feibao shook his head slightly and put this idea away.
Yang Xuan was having trouble getting over it, and when Wei Ling'er saw her father's unkind expression, she realized that she had lost her composure.
However, there is no turning back when the bow is fired!
Wei Linger rolled her eyes and said, "There is a letter for you."
Someone entrusted me to write a letter to Zitai, and Zitai happened to come to my house... What a clever little person I am!
But she forgot that she didn't have a letter in her hand.
The corners of Wei Zhong's mouth twitched.
Huang Chunhui glanced at Liu Qing: Why is this little brat so popular with women?
Liu Qing whispered: "You are handsome and talented, there is nothing you can do about it."
Huang Chunhui said calmly: "It would be a good thing if we could pull him over."
"He has a wife."
If Yang Xuan dared to hook up with Wei Linger, Liu Qing felt that Wei Zhong could fight all the way from Chang'an to Northern Xinjiang.
Yang Xuan walked over.
"It's a letter from Holly. She has written several poems recently."
Wei Ling'er then whispered: "Hey! Those people from southern Xinjiang are coming, good guys, they are very aggressive. I asked the people around me to go and scout..."
She is also a sentry agent, she is worthy of being the general’s daughter.
"What did they say... Be careful of Northern Xinjiang interfering in this battle. For this reason, I will give you a head-on blow today... no, I will give you a head-on blow."
Yang Xuan touched his head and said, "Thank you very much."
"Why are you so polite?" Wei Ling'er lowered her voice, "By the way, Dongqing originally wanted to invite Chen Zimao to come forward and hold a poetry meeting, but she heard that Chen Zimao fell ill and was talking nonsense. Isn't this a ghost attack?"
"Probably not!"
This is not a ghost attack, but a stress reaction after killing someone.
Talking nonsense... When the Chen family heard his nonsense, they were afraid that they would go crazy, so they quickly blocked his mouth.
Wei Ling'er pretended to touch and touch her sleeves. Because Yang Xuan's back was to everyone, blocking everyone's view, she could calmly play the role of delivering letters.
"Be careful." Wei Ling'er patted Yang Xuan's palm as if handing over a letter.
"I know." Yang Xuan nodded and pretended to put the letter into his sleeve.
Wei Zhong looked at Yang Xuan walking over and asked casually: "Whose letter is it?"
This smell is like a flower farmer's alertness when he discovers that someone is coming to dig up his delicate flowers.
"A poetry friend."
"Can you still compose poetry?"
"It's just nonsense."
"Bullshit is better than those who don't understand. If we go back to Northern Xinjiang for a gathering, we can write poems to respond." Huang Chunhui was in good spirits.
hehe!
Yang Xuan yelled.
Huang Chunhui coughed dryly and said, "Old Wei, your daughter looks pretty cool, but are you optimistic about her?"
"My little girl is young, it's still early."
"What kind do you like?"
"It's really hard to say. The little girl doesn't have a definite idea. Sometimes she likes people with literary talents, and sometimes she likes people who are bold and bold, or people who are gentle and elegant."
"None of these can be eaten as food."
"Isn't this the case between husband and wife? What is heroic and gentle? After getting along for a long time, the most important thing is... to be considerate of each other!"
"Hey! Old Wei, you have finally realized it."
"It's not enlightenment. These are just principles that are learned day by day."
"Well! This is not how I live my life. No matter how heroic, literary, or flying over the walls, it's all useless."
"Yes! Just to coax those young people who are just starting to have a love affair."
The two big guys talked about their children, and the people behind them were stunned for a moment.
"It's useless." Lin Feibao said.
Yang Xuan said: "These talents are just weapons used by men and women to attract each other when they first meet. It's like a peacock spreading its tail."
"Mr. Lang, what is the peacock in full bloom?"
"The peacock is a big bird that looks green. Every spring, the peacock spreads all its feathers and looks like a screen. It is colorful and beautiful."
"Then why is it open?"
"Courtship."
Wang Laoer understood, "It's like a man reciting poems when he sees a woman."
This baby is hopeless.
The old thief smiled and said: "It should be said that when you see the opposite sex you like, you will be shy, talk a lot, and show off. This is also showing off."
Wang Laoer sighed, "This day is beautiful."
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "It only took a moment for the peacock to open its tail. It put away its feathers and turned around, but it was a particularly ugly butt."
The front approaches the backyard.
The followers will stay here.
Wang Laoer asked: "Old thief, what does Mr. Lang mean when he talks about a particularly ugly butt?"
The old thief shook his head, "I don't know either."
Tu Shang said calmly: "Just like people, men and women will try their best to show their good sides to each other at the beginning, but after getting married, they will reveal their ordinary or mediocre sides as they get along day and night."
The old thief has never been married. After hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Wang Laoer suddenly realized, "Yes, no matter how beautiful a man or woman is, he still has to poop and pee. He just wears clothes and only shows his face."
Yang Xuan and others entered the back garden.
Zhang Huan and others have arrived.
Huang Chunhui raised his eyelids.
Zhang Huan stood up.
Behind him, a crowd of people stood up together.
Huang Chunhui stood still.
Behind him, a group of people stood still.
Their gazes were like arrows, crossing the space between the two parties and suddenly colliding with each other.
The bosses of the two major military groups of the Tang Dynasty met.
Zhang Huan stared at Huang Chunhui and cupped his hands, "Huang Xianggong, it's been a long time."
Huang Chunhui cupped his hand and said, "Ms. Zhang, rare."
But the two of them will meet together.
This long absence refers to the people on both sides.
As the host, Wei Zhong's most important task today is to mediate the atmosphere.
"Everyone, please sit down. Someone has brought some food and wine."
This is an open space in the back garden. Mats have been laid on the ground and tables have been set up.
The servants walked carefully through the middle and brought food and wine.
The large pieces of mutton were very plump, but Yang Xuan had already eaten breakfast and couldn't work up his appetite.
After drinking for three rounds, Zhang Huan put down his chopsticks and stroked his long beard, "Today is a grand gathering of civil and military officials from southern and northern Xinjiang. I and Mr. Huang have known each other for many years, so when we gather together today, it's time for you and me to talk about old times.
That’s it.”
Huang Chunhui said calmly: "What are you talking about?"
"The last battle with Lin Ya, I heard it was very thrilling. I longed for it, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance in Southern Xinjiang."
"Yeah!" Gu You
"The rudeness of the Southern Zhou Dynasty made His Majesty angry, so the imperial court began to plan an attack on the Southern Zhou Dynasty. I have been wishing for many years and it is about to be fulfilled. But someone has intervened. Mr. Huang, what should I do with people like this?"
Liu Qing glanced at Yang Xuan and shook his head slightly.
Stop talking!
Yang Xuan did not expect that Zhang Huan would bring this matter up so seriously.
And I want Huang Chunhui to give an explanation.
Huang Chunhui coughed dryly, "Why do you want to interfere?"
"Someone was speaking nonsense in front of the imperial court, in front of all the important ministers, implying that the Southern Zhou Dynasty could not be attacked."
"Oh! Is this possible?"
"Is Mr. Huang trying to protect him?"
Zhang Huan was on full fire as soon as he arrived.
Liu Qing shook his head again.
He whispered: "Afraid!"
Yang Xuan understood instantly.
Is it safe for the southern Xinjiang army to attack the Southern Zhou Dynasty alone?
It's hard to say.
What Yang Xuan said last time in court successfully made the monarchs and ministers murmur in their hearts.
If it's an ordinary battle formation, that's it.
Is this an attack on a country, or is the Southern Zhou Dynasty considered weak?
If we can't win the battle...
What will be the result?
Can't even beat the crumb-like Nan Zhou?
Countless people in the Tang Dynasty will come to one conclusion: the Tang Dynasty has weakened.
The careerists are starting to take action.
The powerful began to lose sight of their goals.
The morale of the army is scattered.
This is just a reaction within Datang.
external.
Everyone in Southern Zhou Dynasty will be overjoyed to receive this unexpected surprise.
It turns out that it’s not us who are weak, but Datang!
Nian Xu would urge his generals to train their troops, and ambitiously stare at the south of the Tang Dynasty, where a large-scale invasion might occur at any time.
Beiliao's reaction will most likely be strange.
The Tang Dynasty couldn't defeat the Southern Zhou Dynasty?
What about us?
We were unexpectedly blocked by the Northern Xinjiang Army.
Subsequently, the Northern Liao army will gather in the north wind and sweep southward.
As the saying goes, if the house is in ruins, the neighbors will have itchy feet and kick them frequently.
By then, Datang will be just that shabby house.
There is air leakage everywhere, and the so-called prosperous age is just a thin piece of paper that will break with just a poke.
Therefore, the emperor is cautious, and the important ministers are cautious...
Many times, thinking is actually association.
Can the Southern Xinjiang Army defeat the Southern Zhou Dynasty alone?
If not, how to solve it?
The monarchs and ministers in the temple will naturally turn their attention to the north.
The Northern Xinjiang Army, which could independently carry the Northern Liao Army, naturally became the savior in their eyes.
But once the Northern Xinjiang army got involved, Zhang Huan would vomit blood no matter how hard he fought.
If they win, the outside world will say that it is a bonus from the Northern Xinjiang Army.
If defeated, the outside world will say that the Southern Xinjiang Army is incompetent.
Therefore, Zhang Huan's goal is simple.
This battle belongs to me.
Lao Huang, get away as far as you can!
How will Huang Chunhui respond?
Let me come out and argue?
Yang Xuan has already prepared a response.
Huang Chunhui spoke slowly.
"yes!"
…
"Is Mr. Huang trying to protect him?"
"yes!"
Two words, said in the calmest tone.
The drooped eyelids suddenly raised.
"You think something is wrong?"
Yang Xuan: "..."
Liu Qing was a little stunned.
Zhang Huan sneered, "Are you trying to fall out?"
"Whatever you want!" Huang Chunhui seemed to be quarreling with the old man next door.
"Huang Chunhui!"
Zhang Huan held the wine glass.
"Finished?" Huang Chunhui asked.
Zhang Huan sneered: "How many years can you protect them?"
"I'll protect you for one day." Huang Chunhui was a little impatient, "It's rare for me to come to Chang'an, and I want to go home to see you. Do you have anything else?"
Zhang Huan said, "I have fifty guards for this trip."
See you in the picture!
Fifty sergeants came over.
He has a tall stature, and one look at his vitality and cold aura tells him that he is a genuine soldier in the army.
Zhang Huan said: "I know that the guards you are accompanying are all strong soldiers. Today, you and I will use these strong soldiers to practice martial arts. Can you?"
This is an excellent method.
Winning the military exercise proves that the southern Xinjiang army is superior to the northern Xinjiang army.
So, it is particularly ridiculous for the Northern Xinjiang officials to point fingers at the war in the Southern Zhou Dynasty.
These fifty people must have been carefully selected by Zhang Huan, they are all very powerful.
But Huang Chunhui was unprepared, and he was accompanied by the same guards.
The tough pawns are naturally tough pawns, but they are not carefully selected!
Shi Zhongtang suddenly said, "Ms. Yang, I heard that Yang Shijun is a new famous general in Northern Xinjiang. Can you let him try it out?"
Tsk!
This suggestion is poisonous!
You, Yang Xuan, talk nonsense in the court. It's useless to talk. Let's practice it?
Huang Chunhui coughed dryly and said, "Xiao Yang."
He didn't refuse, but asked... Zhang Huan smiled and said: "Let him take command?"
Getting rid of Yang Xuan's arrogance is Zhang Huan's main goal today.
And Shi Zhongtang cooperated just right.
Liu Qing glanced at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan said: "Guards are not necessary."
"Why?"
"Don't say I'm bullying others!"
In an instant, the eyes of the civil and military officials opposite turned into daggers.
Shi Zhongtang stood at the forefront as the vanguard today, "Does Commander Yang want to humiliate our Southern Xinjiang Army?"
"This hat is too big." Yang Xuan said: "You probably didn't hear clearly what I said in the court. The meaning of my words is ultimately the same..."
"The soldiers of the Southern Zhou Dynasty are also human beings. Why can our soldiers be trained to become elites, but they can't?"
"Practice? It's not a day's work!"
"Is there anything that can be done in the short term?"
"It really does!"
"who?"
"I tried. Zuo Wuwei's three hundred men."
Shi Zhongtang smiled and said, "How about giving it a try?"
Yang Xuan first looked at Huang Chunhui.
Boss, what do you think?
The little boy knows the rules.
Liu Qing nodded happily.
But this exercise is related to the reputation of the Northern Xinjiang Army...
Huang Chunhui asked: "Do you think it can be done?"