Chapter Fifty-six: Nine streams and ten schools, let's fight!
Liu Ling was wearing a wide-sleeved Hanfu. The dark green shirt would look dark and too old-fashioned on an ordinary woman.
But on Liu Ling, her skin was fair and flawless, and her manners were too charming, which was suppressed by the dark clothes, but it was just right, and she was extraordinarily bright.
Seeing that Liu Qian didn't say anything, Liu Ling said again: "The war between Han and Hungary is about to start again, brother, are you ready?"
Liu Qian frowned and said, "What preparations?"
Liu Ling sneered and said: "Brother has been secretly planning to take over Zhuo's property and the two beauties in his family. Do you think I don't know?
You have always kept in mind Huo Qubing's reply to you. I see that several of the people around you have been away from Chang'an recently."
Liu Qian snorted: "You know, it's better to keep your mouth tight."
Liu Ling said: "Brother, are you going to take action, are you going to deal with Zhuo or Huo Qubing?"
"Together." Liu Qian muttered coldly.
"What method will brother use?"
Liu Qian frowned and said, "You don't trust me?"
Liu Ling said: "How could that be? I just want to help my brother with the details."
He added: "Brother chose to take action when the Han and Hungarians were fighting. It was a good time. Huo Qubing liked military affairs, and Your Majesty gave him the opportunity to do something cheap. If the two sides went to war, he would lead troops to participate. Brother... wanted to borrow the power of the Huns.
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Liu Qian glanced at his sister.
His sister was smart since she was a child, so his father, King Huainan, left some things to her to take care of, including collecting information in Chang'an.
Liu Ling laughed: "If brother wants to use the hands of the Huns, how can he accurately grasp the route that Huo Qubing leads his troops to leave Chang'an?"
"I have my own way and I don't want you to worry about it."
Dang!
Liu Qian flicked the sword in his hand and said, "If I take action personally, do you think Huo Qubing is my enemy?"
Liu Qian himself had excellent swordsmanship and was trained by a famous master at a young age, which was also recorded in history. Liu Ling had always admired his attainments in swordsmanship. She had always felt that her brother's greatest talent was swordsmanship, but it was a pity that he rarely had the opportunity to display it.
Liu Qian looked behind him.
There are two close followers beside him, both of whom were sent by his father Liu An and have a very good background.
Liu An had the style of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and had thousands of diners, among whom the most famous were Su Fei, Li Shang, Lei Fei, Jinchang and others, who were known as the Eight Dukes of Huainan.
These eight people are proficient in civil and military affairs and are capable men and women who dominate the world.
Standing behind Liu Qian was one of the Eight Dukes. He was not only powerful, but also knowledgeable in military matters. He was one of the most trusted generals under Liu An.
"Li Gong, how about we two having sex?" Liu Qian turned around and said.
"I am no match for Young Master." The middle-aged man behind him said calmly.
Among the Eight Dukes of Huainan, only Lei Fan, who was the strongest in swordsmanship, was slightly better than Liu Qian.
Liu Qian seemed bored and shook the copper sword in his hand. The sword light suddenly appeared, and hundreds of swords were pointed out in an instant, forming clusters of sword light in mid-air.
The thrust of his sword sent chills throughout the room, and Liu Ling couldn't help but cheer.
Liu Qian put away his sword and asked:
"Li Gong, I heard the news from the palace that Huo Qubing is a talented soldier. He can see through the Huns' plans in advance and attack thousands of miles away. You are also a talented soldier, so I planned to let him go to Bowang Hou Mansion that day.
You took action and defeated Huo Qubing's arrogance."
The middle-aged man behind him nodded and said, "Huo Qubing does have military talent."
"How does it compare to you?" Liu Qian asked.
"I was not as good as him when I was his age. Now... I have to fight on the battlefield to know."
The middle-aged man behind him had a stern look on his face: "He can judge the purpose of the Xiongnu's mission in advance, so he should be superior to me in terms of strategy, but actually commanding troops in battle does not depend on strategy. This is my strength.
If I were to lead the troops to fight with him, it would depend on factors such as troop strength, but I am confident that I can defeat him."
Liu Qian nodded slightly with satisfaction: "It's a pity that you and I don't have the chance to take action personally."
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Chang'an, Zhuofu.
Zhuo Qingke sat by the window, his eyes with straight eyelashes fixedly looking at the writing on the bamboo slip in front of him, a little lost in thought.
Suddenly she heard the door open, and she woke up as if from a dream. She quickly rolled up the bamboo slips with her hands and feet, covering the writing on it. When she saw her sister-in-law Bai Nanyu came in, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister-in-law came here without saying a word in advance.
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Bai Nanyu was wearing a white Hanfu with green embroidery and rich patterns. She looked charming and charming: "What did you do to be so afraid of people coming in?"
As he spoke, he took the bamboo scroll in front of Zhuo Qingke, unfolded it and recited softly: "...abandoning the pen and joining the army, is this...what Huo Shizhong said?"
Zhuo Qingke said shyly: "My father relayed it when he came back from Bowanghou Mansion last time. Now it has been widely circulated in Chang'an."
Bai Nanyu's charming peach blossom eyes flickered, and she smiled and said: "When a woman reaches your age, it is a good thing to have someone you like. If you really like him, you should work hard to fight for it."
Zhuo Qingke shook his head and said: "My father has already come to ask about it, and Huo Shizhong said that he will not consider marriage."
She did not like Huo Qubing at first, but under the strong pressure from Liu Qian to take her as his concubine, she naturally moved closer to Huo Qubing.
After a while, I became obsessed with it.
Hearing Bai Nanyu's words, Zhuo Qingke's eyes brightened slightly: "Sister-in-law, what should I do?"
"Of course I will try my best to find opportunities to deepen his impression of you." Bai Nanyu sat down and said.
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In late April, Chang'an ushered in the second spring rain.
At noon, Huo Qubing came out of the palace and drove back home.
In the car, he was reading a simple book borrowed from Tianlu Pavilion of Wuyang Palace.
Tianlu Pavilion is the earliest "library", containing various ancient scrolls from the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, and the Qin and Han Dynasties.
The simple book in Huo Qubing's hand records the practice methods of nine major schools, including Confucianism, Taoism, Mohism, Legalism, Agriculture, Famous Masters, Miscellaneous Masters, Politicians, and Yin and Yang Schools.
In addition, there is the tenth family among the nine or ten, novelists who are excluded from orthodoxy and are responsible for recording and disseminating various unofficial histories.
Novelists originate from the pre-Qin Dynasty and are one of the hundreds of schools of thought. Their way of practice is to collect folk legends and discussions to examine people's customs and customs, including myths and rumors.
The more widely the classics compiled by novelists are circulated, the greater the feedback the person who wrote the story will receive and the higher his spiritual practice will be.
The greatest novelist of the past dynasties lived in this dynasty, and his name was Yu Chu. He was called the Yellow Chariot Messenger and served as a minister in Chang'an, which was a casual job.
Huo Qubing had met him before, but he didn't have a deep impression.
What he was looking at was the practice of novelists. Lu Buwei, a great miscellaneous scholar in the former Qin Dynasty, had studied the practice of novelists.
He once speculated that if a novelist is in harmony with a famous writer or a political strategist, the two schools can learn from each other's strengths and complement each other's weaknesses. If they practice to a certain level, they can bring real characters into their own stories.
To a certain extent, it can even affect the fate of the character and control his life and death.
But this is just Lu Buwei's inference. In reality, no novelist has practiced to such a terrible extent that it can affect people's fate.
"novelist……"
After Huo Qubing looked at it, he put the ancient scroll aside.
Returning to the mansion, he took out the Spirit Snake Pill that Liu Qing had given him a few days ago.
As soon as the elixir was opened, the elixir actually rose up from the bottle, and next to it there was a phantom that looked like a spiritual snake, walking along the elixir, looming, very mysterious.
Huo Qubing took out the elixir, and the seal characters on the book of sea warfare immediately divided the energy, overflowed from the center of his eyebrows, and landed on the elixir.
For a moment, the surface of the elixir was filled with seal characters on the military book, which flickered before slowly disappearing.
This is the method of warming and nourishing the soldier before taking the elixir, integrating it with his own aura. Liu Qing specifically instructed that the soldier's aura should be refined for several days, and then swallowed with food, so that the full potency of the medicine can be absorbed.
Huo Qubing estimated that taking into account his own cultivation, swallowing this elixir after seven days of warming would have the best effect and could greatly increase the speed of impacting the realm of heaven and human beings.
That night he spent in practice.
The next day, news came back to Chang'an that the Xiongnu and Han troops had their first confrontation hundreds of miles north of Dingxiang County.
At the same time, two groups of Xiongnu cavalry bypassed the main force and approached the northern border of the Han Dynasty to conduct a harassment attack.
That afternoon, Zhao Ponu followed Huo Qubing's orders and led nearly a thousand troops to leave Chang'an and rush to the northern front.
The news was soon known to Liu Qian: "Only Huo Qubing's general Zhao Ponu left with his troops? Didn't he go himself?"
"It is true that Huo Qubing has not been seen in the team, do you still want to spread the news?" the attendant asked.
"Of course. Let his men lose their troops first and see if he can still sit still?"
Liu Qian said: "Spread the news as soon as possible."
ps: Huo Qubing’s practice is not complicated. The Seven Skills of Yin Fu in this book is a real work by Gui Guzi, which uses the seven skills to promote military strategists’ magical powers. This chapter buries a very important behind-the-scenes figure in the early stage... The Battle of Dingxiangbei begins.