"The old man is nineteen officials, and now he has more than 40 years of cold and summer, from the head of a county to the official worship of the prime minister, after three ups and downs, but it is embarrassing to think about it all the way."

Zhao Xiang sat by the small stove and sighed to his old friends in the past, when it comes to emotion, a sip of strong wine into the throat is like a flowing fire, but this kind of knife-like wine can just make people temporarily forget the sadness of poor Bai, and talk about juvenile madness again.

"This wine is a good wine, but it consumes too much food, and it is not common on the market." Zhao Xiang raised his glass and said with a smile: "This is my virtuous son-in-law's filial piety, you can drink it." ”

The old man on the other side took a sip: "Once upon a time, you were also a young man who didn't drink a drop of alcohol. ”

"At that time, you were also a good boy with red lips and white teeth, but now you look at you like that dead tree."

"You're no better."

After the two of them finished speaking, they laughed, and the green onions of the past seemed to be vivid in their minds yesterday, but they were somehow stunned by the kung fu of God, and this person was old. Old friends and old friends are gradually withering, and there are more than ten talented people in Dongling, but now there are only three or four left, and every time they talk about this, they can't help but make people sad.

"The apricot tree back then is now a tall tree." Zhao Xiang was in a hurry to drink a glass of wine, and he leaned against the wall behind him a little drunk, and looked out the window in a daze: "But the people of that kind of tree are long gone." ”

"Don't mention it again, it's all time gone, and it's strange that each was its own master back then."

Speaking this old man looks ordinary, but if the name is mentioned, it can be said that it is a thunderous existence, each of the ten sons of Dongling was a star sought after by everyone, and the person in front of Zhao Xiang was the disciple of Zhao Pu, who assisted Zhao Kuangyin to ascend the throne and single-handedly planned the Chenqiao Mutiny, and was also Zhao Xiang's senior brother.

The difference between the two is only ten years old, and now Zhao Xiang inherits his father's position, while the senior brother has been degraded for sheltering Taizong's son, and now he is stationed in Jingzhou as a stable, and he is poor.

Although Zhao Xiangzhi's ability is enough to protect his senior brother now, but the senior brother is a senior brother after all, and the style of a literati makes him reluctant to accept Zhao Xiang's relief.

"By the way, brother I'm tired of it, I came here to say goodbye to you, and I plan to go back to Dongling."

Dongling! As soon as this word came out, Zhao Xiang immediately raised his head in astonishment: "Senior brother...... Dongling Mountain is high and the road is long, and you are not in good health now, why don't you simply stay, no matter how bad it is, there will be someone with you to support the elderly. ”

The man on the other side shook his head lightly and chuckled, "I want to take Uncle Zi and Luo Qing's ashes back to Dongling." People, after all, we have to talk about a fallen leaf returning to the roots, the two uncles died early, and I can't let the two of them die in a foreign land. ”

Where's Dongling? In fact, this place is very famous, it is the Chen Cang of the dark Chen Cang, and it is also the Baoji that was renamed in the Tang Dynasty.

At that time, their ten sons of Dongling studied in Dongling, and after going down the mountain, they followed the example of the ancients and went to their masters, and finally some people were as high-ranking officials as Zhao Xiang, some people were as idle as their senior brothers, and some people died young like Uncle Zi.

After all, the ten brothers are still withering, and now that Zhao Xiang heard that his senior brother said that he would return to Dongling, his heart couldn't help but be pinched hard.

"Senior brother...... Say goodbye here? ”

"If there is fate, I will dream with you. If you don't have a chance, during the winter solstice of Qingming Festival, just prepare wine and food. ”

said it freely and freely, but Zhao Xiang had mixed feelings, he knew that judging from the age of himself and his senior brother, this farewell should be goodbye.

"Brother I'm tired of it, I have something for you."

The senior brother trembled and took out a thick stack of excerpts from his luggage, and he put this thing in front of Zhao Xiang: "There is not much I can do for you, so this should be regarded as a parting gift left by the senior brother for you." ”

Zhao Xiang took the stack of excerpts and looked at them carefully, and the content on them made his eyes widen suddenly.

"Senior Brother......

"I don't know, but in the past 20 years, I will excerpt what I have seen and heard in Jingzhou. Whether it's strange people or weird anecdotes, now I'll leave it all to you. ”

This thick stack of manuscripts can almost be regarded as a geographical chronicle, but what Zhao Xiang cares about the most is the time arguments about the alternation of the four seasons in it, which are full of seemingly boring and boring things, what sundials deviate by a few corners, what winter days are actually close to the sun, and so on.

But these things are all precious treasures left by the senior brother in his life, and all Zhao Xiang can do is to put them away carefully.

"I'm tired of brother, Jingzhou may be chaotic."

"Huh? Brother, please speak. ”

"Last year's rebel envoys, Jingzhou was actually secretly ready to move, but the imperial court was too quick and took the adjacent Tanzhou, so Jingzhou not only did not move but assisted the imperial court, but the old man knew why it was like this, and now I am afraid that chaos is coming."

"How so?" Zhao Xiang asked, after all, even the senior brother can't easily believe this kind of thing: "Senior brother, can you tell me in detail?" ”

"You look at the geography of Jingzhou, the only one is protruding between Song and Liao, but it has the power to connect the upper and lower in Bashu, when the Song Liao confronted each other before, Jingzhou was already swaying from side to side, and now Song Liao is peaceful, Jingzhou is about to move."

"Who is the Jingzhou Thorn History?"

"Sun Zewei."

"Xiangyang City ......" Zhao Xiang frowned: "But if Jingzhou returns to Liao, it will not be beneficial to Jingzhou." ”

"But what if it's Western Xia?"

A map unfolded in Zhao Xiang's mind, Jingzhou is actually a border with the two countries, and Western Xia also became a corner with Song Liao after taking advantage of the chaos to eat Chang'an Luoyang.

It's just that everyone's eyes are focused on the wrestling of the Song, Liao, and Jin Kingdoms, but few people focus on the Western Xia.

Western Xia has always seemed to have no ambitions, and has always maintained a distance not far from the Great Song Dynasty, and now the words of the senior brother made Zhao Xiang realize that in addition to the wolves in the north, there are also wolves in the northwest.

In troubled times, who in the world doesn't want to get a piece of the pie? What's more, the wolf clan in the northwest is actually a well-known brave and good fighter, and these years of gentle and recuperation have allowed this wolf to grab meat and eat it in the mouth of the Liao State.

Zhao Xiang felt his scalp tingle in an instant, if Jingzhou was in chaos...... That's really messy.

Bidding farewell to his senior brother who traveled far away, Zhao Xiang didn't have time to grieve at all, he paced in the house for a long time, but in the end he didn't sit still, and found someone to drag Zhao Xing back from the wine shop overnight.

"Western Xia?"

Zhao Xing was drunk, and there was Zhao Xiang's uncompetitive son-in-law by his side, and he was dragged back by Si Mingsi together, and he was already drunk.

"What is Western Xia?" Zhao Xing said with a big tongue: "Their broken place is not uncommon for me, hahahaha......"

"Official!" Zhao Xiang's voice suddenly became louder: "Xixia must be guarded against, official!" ”

"Okay, okay, guard, guard. I'm going to prevent ......" Zhao Xing went to the low couch next to him in a daze, hugged Yan Shu's thigh and fell asleep.

At this time, Song Beiyun, who was in turn to entertain, also walked in from outside, he obviously drank a lot, and Zhao Xiang couldn't help but sigh when he saw these three people.

"Huh?" Xiao Song walked to Zhao Xiang's desk, picked up the information that Zhao Xiang had read just now, and glanced at it a few times: "Oh, Xixia...... This place in Western Xia is good, and the beach sheep in Western Xia are very good. It's just that they are unstable, they are teasing Jingzhou these days, and they want to pull Jingzhou to fight against Song Liao, you say that this is not beyond their means. ”

When Zhao Xiang heard this, his eyes widened: "What do you know?" ”

Xiao Song burped, rushed out of the door and held on to the pillar on the cloister and spit in the courtyard, and then hugged the pillar and fell unconscious.

This is the future of the Great Song Dynasty? This is the hope of the Great Song Dynasty? This is the future of the Great Song Dynasty?

Seeing the appearance of the three of them, Zhao Xiang couldn't come up in one breath, his head jumped suddenly, and then he lay down on the ground as soon as it was dark, fortunately, the servant next to him quickly supported Zhao Xiang.

"Come on, the old man has fainted!!"

When Xiao Song and the others woke up from the guest room, he patted his head: "What the hell is this place?" ”

He walked out of the room but saw the housekeeper hurrying forward, he knew this housekeeper, isn't this the old servant of Zhao Xiang's family?

"Huh? What's going on? ”

"Oh no, my lord, Lord Xiangguo fainted yesterday......"

Xiao Song rubbed his face and didn't care about washing: "Take me to take a look." ”

The housekeeper didn't bother to take care of him, he shook his hand and walked forward, Xiao Song was thick-skinned, he didn't care about this unreasonableness, and followed him to the room.

As soon as he entered, there was a smell of medicine, and there was a great medical officer Yan who had not seen him for a long time, Xiao Song walked over curiously, and found that Zhao Xiang's face was not very good lying on the bed, and his head was full of silver needles.

With a puzzled face, he asked curiously, "Senior brother, what's going on?" Also, why am I in Xiangguofu? ”

The chief medical officer glanced back at Song Beiyun and sighed: "You're really embarrassed to ask." ”

Song Beiyun: "??? ”

"Yesterday, Xiangguo was already depressed, and when he saw the three of you drunk, he was angry. If it weren't for someone beside him, he would have been given a banner today. ”

Xiao Song scratched his head: "I can still have a stroke on my birthday??? ”

The chief doctor sighed, after listening to the housekeeper's description, he probably knew what had happened, although he didn't know what happened, but Zhao Xiang's sudden illness was definitely caused by these three people......

"You take care of it first, I'll go find some bezoar rhino horns."

Xiao Song thought for a while: "Bezoar, rhino horn, musk, pearl, cinnabar, realgar." Angong Niuhuang Pill, I remember these flavors...... The latter forgot about it. ”

The chief medical officer was stunned for a moment, quickly verified it in his mind, and then frowned: "Didn't you say this earlier?" However, although your recipe is all about dispelling wind, your temperament is too fierce for Zhao Xiang to bear. I'll take a look to see if there are any such things as coptis, skullcap, and gardenia to make peace with Zhongzheng. ”

In the end, the chief medical officer is the great medical officer, he knows the purpose after a little argumentation, and Xiao Song also inadvertently learned about this thing by looking at the treasure column at that time, and the four or five hundred thousand Angong Niuhuang Pills in it are so exaggerated...... But it is said to be a life-saving medicine.

In the case of a stroke, he had no better way to do it, so he could only sit there and put some blood in Zhao Xiang's ear with a silver needle.

"Don't drink if you have high blood pressure." Xiao Song sighed and said, "I am fifty or sixty years old, and I don't know how to take good care of myself." ”