Chang'an City.

Yanta Academy.

The old dean's room is full of steam, the charcoal fire in the copper pot on the table is already strong, the thick soup has been bubbling and waiting for the freshly cut mutton to go down, the late autumn in Chang'an City seems to have come to an end overnight, there are already seven minutes of winter cold, the flowers that were still blooming yesterday were beaten by the night frost, and the splendor of this season is at the end.

The old dean likes to eat white tofu, and a young man who looks delicate like a girl is cutting white tofu, the knife is neat, and the thickness of each slice looks exactly the same.

The young man has a face that makes girls jealous, his hair can be messed up when it is scattered, his skin is good, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and the most beautiful thing is his eyes, which are clean and clear like the inexplicable beard of his hometown.

The old dean sat comfortably on the chair and waited for the white tofu to be put into the pot, and the more he looked at the young man, the more satisfied he became.

Last year, there was Meng Chang'an, and this year there was Bai Xiaoluo, and there was a continuous inheritance in the academy, and he, the dean, was satisfied.

"Your brother was third last year."

The old courtyard thought of the young man named Bai Xiaoge, who was also very beautiful, but much tougher than Bai Xiaoluo, but most people would be deceived by Bai Xiaoluo's seemingly weak appearance, his knife was faster, more ruthless and more direct than his brother Bai Xiaoge.

And few people know that Bai Xiaoluo's favorite and best thing is not a knife, but a lance.

Bai Xiaoluo's figure is not very tall, that is, he looks like one meter seventy-five, and the iron lance he has been hanging in his room is more than two meters long, and the lance is two feet alone.

"My brother has always been better than me."

Bai Xiaoluo put the tofu into the copper pot one by one, without splashing a single mercury.

"Hypocrisy."

The old dean pointed to the old wine that had been hot for a while, Bai Xiaoluo put down the plate and filled a glass for the old dean: "It's not hypocrisy, my brother has been the hero in my heart since I was a child, and the goal I am chasing, the only idea in my heart is to be a person as strong as my brother." ”

"You drink too."

The old dean pointed to the empty wine glass in front of Bai Xiaoluo.

Bai Xiaoluo smiled shyly: "This is the academy, and the academy rules that students are not allowed to drink alcohol in the academy. ”

Old Dean: "I'll cross this one out tomorrow." ”

Bai Xiaoluo then poured himself half a cup: "The dean is looking for me, is it important?" ”

"There is one thing I think I should tell you in advance, this matter is a top secret that should never be disclosed to anyone in advance, but I am old, and old people become willful, besides, you are not as fierce and ruthless as Meng Changan after all, his ability to adapt to emergencies is stronger than yours, let you know in advance, it is good for you."

Meng Chang'an?

Bai Xiaoluo's heart was slightly shocked, this was the name he heard the most times in the academy, he was also in the academy during the big competition last year, but because he couldn't participate in the big competition because he had studied for less than ten years, he witnessed the picture of his own brother Bai Xiaoge being shocked by Meng Changan's weapon.

The difference between him and Bai Xiaoge is that Bai Xiaoge has made people remember his name since the first year he entered the academy, while Bai Xiaoluo has been in the academy for the tenth year this year, and this name has suddenly become louder.

This is exactly where the old dean admires Bai Xiaoluo, in the first nine years, he was a student of the academy with his brother Bai Xiaoge for eight years, if he wanted to, the light would have been able to overshadow Bai Xiaoge, but he has always been very low-key, and the results of the previous monthly exams are only in the upper middle, not brilliant and unobtrusive.

It was only after his brother left the academy that he shone brightly.

"Senior Brother Meng is really strong."

Thinking of last year's battle, the injured Meng Changan was still unstoppable, and people woke up, it turned out that Meng Changan, who was as famous as Bai Xiaoge Yu Dian, was Meng Changan who deliberately suppressed his own strength, and when he no longer suppressed himself, Yu Dian and Bai Xiaoge were not his opponents at all.

"You're no worse than him."

The old dean took a sip of wine, the old wine entered his throat, this weather, this copper pot, this old wine, white tofu, plus the people in front of him, are all pleasant and beautiful.

"What I'm going to say next, you can't pass it on to anyone, your parents are not allowed to know, it is estimated that your eldest brother Bai Xiaoge already knows, he went to the Western Xinjiang Heavy Armor, which is suitable for him, but he will also be strictly required not to leak half a point."

The old dean glanced out the window: "Your Majesty started to do a great thing a few years ago, and the people who first discussed this matter with Your Majesty were me and Yuan Shu...... I'll put it bluntly, what Your Majesty wants to do is to transcend the shackles of the four frontiers and four libraries. ”

"Huh?"

Bai Xiaoluo was stunned: "Beyond the four frontiers and four libraries? ”

"Your Majesty likes young people, likes young people's talent and loyalty to Daning, as well as the courage and courage that we old things have thrown into the attic storage room, since a few years ago, Your Majesty seems to pay more attention to you young people, set up Tianwen Pavilion, your name, your brother's name, including Meng Changan's name are all in Tianwen Pavilion."

Daning is a sour statement of the literati, Daning is not martial, but maintains the military equipment and training requirements when the country was founded, as well as the external strength at all times, that is because the emperors of Daning have kept in mind the legacy of Taizu, and they can only last for a long time if they have both civil and military skills...... It is said that the military is the founding of the country and the culture is the rule of the country, but throughout the ages, those once glorious powers have not all lost their strength because of the imbalance of civil and military affairs. ”

"Shi Yuanxiong in Southern Xinjiang is fifty years old this year, Pei Tingshan in Eastern Xinjiang is almost sixty years old, Tieliuli in Northern Xinjiang is fifty-four, and Kyushu in Western Xinjiang is forty-nine years old, although there is no shortage of rising stars, such as Wu Xinyu and Haisha in Northern Xinjiang, but it is still a little withered, why? Is the Daning generation inferior to the generation? ”

"No, it's because someone has begun to be domineering and has begun to be domineering, Pei Tingshan's Dongjiang subordinates claim to have eight sword generals, all of them are brave people, but they are just brave generals, what about handsome talents? The handsome talents have been suppressed, and the old guys will become sorry for the power if they hold the power for too long, and they only think about sitting for a few more years and then passing it on to their families, which is shameful. ”

The old dean drank the second glass of wine: "I am very optimistic about Wu Xinyu and Haisha, who are older than you, both of them are handsome, so Your Majesty likes Tie Liuli more and more, because Tie Liuli knows what is the duty of a minister, and in the later generation, I like Meng Changan and you, and there is a little guy I have never met, although he has not been taught by the Four Frontiers and Four Libraries or my academy, but he has already emerged, and these His Majesty knows better than me." ”

"You are all people who will be reused by His Majesty in the future, I told you in advance to let you know that what you lack most is self-confidence, you always feel that you are still a little worse, this is good for your studies, but it is not a good thing for the future to lead the army, among you people, only Meng Changan was born with the domineering spirit of giving up on me."

The old dean said so much in one breath, in fact, it was enough.

"Let's eat."

He sandwiched a piece of white tofu that was already a little about to be boiled: "Your Majesty is planning for eternity, and many people can't see it clearly." ”

Bai Xiaoluo lowered his voice: "Pei? ”

The old dean shook his head and said nothing.

After finishing the meal, the old dean waited for Bai Xiaoluo to leave and then sat down at the desk, and there was an envelope on the table that had only been opened for a long time, and the letter came from Northern Xinjiang.

The old dean took out the letter and read it again, and said in his heart Tie Liuli, your hand is too long, if something happens to that little guy, can Zhuang Yong finish with you?

However, he felt that this would be very interesting if it was done according to Tie Liuli's idea.

"Tie Liuli knows how to be a qualified courtier."

The old dean muttered to himself, and then took up the pen to write a letter, he did not reply to Tie Liuli but to someone in the water division of Anyang County.

"I'm old, I'm afraid I won't have a chance if I don't go crazy again, what Your Majesty needs is for us to do something out of line, so that Your Majesty won't do anything out of the ordinary yourself, and your Majesty can't be infamy......"

After he finished writing the letter, he burned it and sealed it with fire paint, and then shouted: "Send it to the sailor." ”

A young man came out of the shadows quickly, and caught the faith with both hands: "I will send it as fast as possible." ”

He raised his head, and it turned out to be Liuyun Hui's white fangs!

Ten days later, the letter entered the water master, but it did not appear in Zhuang Yong's hand.

Because this letter was not for Zhuang Yong, but for Cen Zheng.

It's almost winter, but it's still very warm in Anyang County, the wildflowers on the riverbank are blooming over and over again, it seems that there is no head, the training of the sailor is as compact and strict as ever, and Shen Leng has not relaxed for a day on the training of the soldiers of the next standard battalion.

Tomorrow is going to take a special vacation, Shen Leng took his subordinates to practice, it was already dark, he called Chen Ran and the two of them to carry the extremely strong and durable rucksack issued by the sailor out of the gate of the sailor to go home.

Before I went out, I saw the general Cen Zheng standing by the river, Shen Leng and Chen Ran gave a military salute and were just about to leave when Cen Zheng stopped them.

"Chen Ran, right, you go back by yourself first, tell the family not to worry, I'll let him go home after a few words with Shen Leng."

Chen Ran glanced at Shen Leng, and Shen Leng nodded slightly at him.

"Come with me."

Cen Zheng said that he was leaving, but he took Shen Leng to a small boat, the wine and food on the boat had been prepared, and the two of them sat opposite each other in the black canopy.

Cen Zheng was silent for a while before taking out a letter from his arms and putting it in front of Shen Leng: "There is something you should know. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Meng Chang'an's business."

"Huh?"

The corners of Shen Leng's eyebrows furrowed.

Cen Zheng pointed to the letter: "I'll talk about it after reading it." ”

Shen Leng opened the letter, took out the letter and read it word for word, with murderous anger in his eyes.

"After the special holiday, there will be an ordinary task, escorting the latest fabrics of this year for a ship in the Jiangnan Weaving Mansion to choose the colors for the nobles in the palace, saying that it is important and naturally important, so I plan to send you to take a standard camp people, because you have to wait for the palace to give the selected color, so the boat will stay in Chang'an City for a while, you also know that the nobles are always very fine in their selection, and the days will not be too short."

Cen Zheng took a map and put it in front of Shen Leng: "How to get to the Feng Yantai as fast as possible, without delaying the return trip, and not missing the affairs of the nobles in the palace, you can control it yourself." ”

Shen Leng looked at Cen Zheng: "Why?" ”

"What, why?"

"Why does the general know this, and why does the general tell me this?"

"You'll find out later."

Cen Zheng waved his hand and motioned for the canopy boat to dock: "Go home, your tea girl is afraid that she is in a hurry to wait." ”