When Qingmo went back to the room to change his clothes, Li Mao asked about Liu Wu's origin, and Li Jiedao: "His grandfather Liu Zhengchen was the envoy of the Pinglu Army, An Lushan was treasonous, Liu Gong led his troops to attack Fanyang, and the soldiers were defeated and died. His uncle Liu Quanliang once had a festival to Xuanwu, valued him for courage and perseverance, and set up a general, and later he killed people in Bianzhou and fled to Luzhou for refuge.

"Zhenyuan ten years, Zhaoyi Army Festival after Wang Qian retired as a general, he was impatient with Zhaoyi infighting, excused himself from illness and moved to Luoyang to live idle, relying on his uncle left him millions of furniture, befriending heroes, breaking the law, and having a great reputation in Luoyang City. I heard his name when I was in Chang'an, and later some people in the court really couldn't stand it, so they ordered Luoyang to search and arrest him, but he openly resisted the official arrest, if it wasn't for Wei Xiaqing's public love to mediate, he would have lost his life.

He thanked Wei Shaobao for his kindness, repented of his mistakes, and voluntarily tied his hands to prison. After being imprisoned for half a year, Wei Shaobao ransomed him out again and made him an errand boy in Henan Mansion to redeem his faults. It's been three years now. ”

Li Mao sighed: "The land of Kyoto is really a dragon and a crouching tiger, and I met a patrol soldier on the way, and he is also a heroic man who is famous in Heluo after his meritorious service." Li Jiedao: "That's natural, my Datang has never lacked heroes, as long as the court cheers up a little, the Tang Dynasty will eventually come back." Li Mao said: "Yes, the country is picturesque, but the hateful hero has no way to serve the country." ”

For a while, I had the idea of recommending Liu Wu to Li Shigu after returning to Yunzhou.

Li Jiehui was wrong, thinking that Li Mao had the intention of returning to the imperial court, so he clapped his hands and applauded, and said with flying eyebrows: "Brother Maohua will enter Beijing with me, and I will introduce you to a few good friends, all of whom are heroes who are loyal to the liver and courage, and strive to revive the Tang Dynasty." Li Mao listened to the secret vigilance in his heart, Li Jie's words seemed to be dissatisfied with the government, Luoyang is just accompanying the capital, the water is still deep, then what kind of dark sea abyss will Chang'an be? If you are not careful, you will die without a place to be buried.

Say goodbye to each other and go back to the room, in the dead of night, Li Mao remembered the Wu family, wanted to meet her, and felt that the sea of people was vast, there was nowhere to look, and he was afraid of difficulties, so he gave up.

From Luoyang to Chang'an, must pass through Shaanzhou, Hangu Road is divided into two here, the north road passes through Mianchi, follows the valley of Gushui, the terrain is dangerous, but the distance is closer, in addition there is a road, from the Luoshui valley to the west, this road is gentle, but the road is far away, the post house on both sides of the road, the palace room is arranged, the scenery is pleasant.

Li Jie did not want to take risks, that is, he took Li Mao to the south road, the willow leaves on both sides of the official road are turning yellow, drifting, that place of the palace has not received its owner since the Anshi Rebellion, dilapidated, depressed, so that people can't bear to look at it.

Li Jie sighed: "Fu Li genius Bai Letian, the first time I entered Beijing to catch the exam, I wrote a poem "Westward Journey" when passing by here, which has two sentences of 'the official road is shaded by willows, and the flowers in the palace are desert', my father was very emotional after reading it, and then I went out of Beijing to the south of the Yangtze River, and my father specially instructed me to pass by here and see the scenery along the way. Alas, after I saw it, I didn't dare to tell my father. The great mountains and rivers are so broken, whose fault is it? ”

Qingmo said: "Since it is Hu'er's fault in Youzhou, if it weren't for him to raise troops and make trouble, our Tang Dynasty would still be prosperous." ”

Qingmo said, squeezing his eyes at Mo Qi's divine power, and the latter's face was pale, obviously a little sensitive to the word "Hu'er".

Li Mao, the artistic conception in Bai Juyi's poems, failed to experience it at all, but made him feel desolate in the autumn breeze.

Bai Juyi's ancestral home is Taiyuan, his childhood was spent in Fuli County, and he is still an unknown person at the moment, his poem "Westward Journey" is poetic, and those famous poems and sentences that have made him famous through the ages are still brewing in his belly at this moment. Such an ordinary scholar, why did Li Jie just look at him with admiration and casually chant his poems?

Li Mao glanced at Li Jie and was amazed at his unique insight and foresight.

Henan Road, Guannei Road, Shannan Road three junctions stretch thousands of miles of mountains, the Guanzhong earth screen plugged up, form four solid places, from Henan Road to Guanzhong three roads, the north walks to Jinguan, the middle takes Hangu Road, to the south Wuguan Road, to Hangu Road (Tongguan Road) distance is the closest.

This road is bordered by the Yellow River in the north, the south is close to the Cuishan Mountain, the Cuishan Mountain is in the northeast-southwest direction, stretches between the Yellow River and Luoshui, the peak of more than one kilometer has Guanyun Mountain, Qinggang Mountain, Ganshan Mountain, etc., there are many deep ditches and cliffs along the way, twists and turns, the road is either in the valley or in the valley, or on the mountain plateau, it is known as the natural danger and difficult to open since ancient times.

One day, four people walked through Lingbao Xiyuan, the road passed through the mountains and valleys, although it was the afternoon, it was cold, a cold wind blew, Li Mao had goosebumps. Qingmo shouted: "It's so cold, there seems to be a gust of wind." ”

Li Jie raised his whip and said: "During the Anshi Rebellion, Ge Shuhan fought fiercely with the rebels here, and the rebel general Cui Qianyou ambushed both sides and killed, and tens of thousands of my athletes were martyred here, and every grass and tree here was watered by the blood of my soldiers. He pointed to the stone cliffs on both sides and said, "Those are the words of posterity. ”

When Li Mao looked at it, the martyrdom of a certain general in Shuyun, the heroic spirit lasts forever, the words of the heroic martyrs are carved on the stone, painted with vermilion lacquer, although more than 50 years have passed, it is still shocking.

Li Mao looked around, the more he looked, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked, the more confused he became, and said secretly: "Ge Shuhan is known as a famous general, how could he put the army in such a dangerous place?" This is a big defy to common sense. ”

Suddenly realized: This must be the result of the imperial court's forced attack, the emperor has lived in the deep palace for a long time, and has no actual combat experience, map operations, but just talk on paper, this era of communication is extremely backward, sitting on the ninefold, the result of remote control of thousands of miles is to lose the soldiers, and the common people are mistaken.

The Son of Heaven is extremely respected, known as the son of the dragon, in fact, he is just a person of flesh and blood, there is no omnipotent person in the world, it is inevitable that people will not know what they don't understand, and they are strong to know by virtue of their power, and the result can be imagined.

Li Jie saw that Li Mao was silent in thought, and said with words: "Ge Shuhan is a famous general of a generation, he shouldn't have made such a mistake, but I hate Yang Guozhong's lack of military strategy, and his indiscriminate command buried his reputation and ruined my prosperous Tang Dynasty." Although the brothers and sisters of the Yang family died thousands, it was not enough to atone for their faults. ”

When Li Mao heard this, he smiled in his heart: "Yang Guozhong has indeed done a lot of ridiculous things with his sister-in-law as prime minister, but with his power, I am afraid that he will not be able to command Ge Shuhan, and it is no one else who will bury the fame of Ge Shuhan I and the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, it is the Tang Emperor himself who created the prosperous era." This little brother never forgets to defend the old Li family everywhere, could it be that they are the same clan? ”

Walk to the west for another day through the West Plains, come to a place called Huangxiangban, the road is fifteen miles long, the end is the famous Tongguan five miles to the west, the north of this place is separated by a cliff is the Yellow River, the south is the Tongguan Mountain, the car is not on the track, it is the place where the east and west must pass.

Since entering the Sakado at noon, I have not been able to get out of it until the cold wind rises and the sun sets. The journey is silted on the mountain road, and there is no way to advance or retreat. The four of them didn't care at first, they sat on the side of the road drinking and chatting, and when they saw the sun set, they were a little anxious.

Qingmo and Mo Qi Shentong went to the front to inquire, and reported that there was a carriage carrying urns, and the axle was broken and stuck on the road and could not move, and no matter how many people on the left and right went to help, they couldn't lift it.

Li Jiedao: "It's ridiculous, a carriage actually blocked the main road of Liangjing, and this is worth it." ”

Qingmo shrugged and said, "It is said that the urn was ordered by the Yang family from the Flying Dragon, and no one dared to move it." ”

Li Jielian called it ridiculous, got up and walked over, Qingmo saw that there was a lively look, and hurriedly opened the way, and pushed the crowd all the way to protect Li Jie to the front of the car.

A large urn was tied to a dilapidated carriage, and two coachmen and a butler in a round-necked purple shirt stood in front of the carriage, scolding and swearing at the crowd, and no one approached.

Li Jie was about to step forward to speak, but was stopped by Li Mao, and he gave Qingmo a look.

Qingmo stepped forward with a smile, patted the green skin urn, and praised repeatedly: "Good urn, good urn, unknown value?" The coachman bowed and said, "Four hundred dollars each." Qingmo said: "It's not cheap, it's not too expensive." ”

The housekeeper glanced at Qingmo, and said with a smile: "This little brother is not small, four hundred is not expensive, but if you know whose urn this is, the price will be big." Li Mao interjected: "Whose family it is, we don't care, four hundred dollars for an urn, this is always right." ”

The butler rolled his eyes and sneered, "That's right, so what? Li Mao smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll just ask." Yo, you see, there is a golden dragon hidden in the clouds, and the golden dragon is revealed, and it is auspicious. ”

Everyone turned their heads to see that Li Mao raised the knife in his hand, cut off the rope and belt that bound the big urn, exerted force at the size, and slammed into the big urn, and with a whin, the big urn rolled down the original slope.

Everyone looked at the golden dragon and didn't think it was Li Mao's trick, and they turned around and were about to scold, when they suddenly heard the sound of empty rumbling, and looked at it, but saw that the big urn rolled down the original slope, and with a "bang" sound, it was broken into thousands of pieces.

The housekeeper was dumbfounded, pointing at Li Mao speechless, and after everyone was stunned for a moment, they burst out laughing and applauded. Li Mao calmly took out the money and put it in the butler's hand, and said: "The golden dragon showed up, and he was frightened in his heart, and accidentally knocked the big urn off the original slope for a while, offended. The extra 600 dollars should only be used as a companion. ”

Someone laughed and said: "This urn is shipped from Luoyang, and the compensation has always been too little, so I will help you pay another ten." When everyone heard this, they coaxed, this three, that two, and stuffed money into the butler's hand.

The purple-shirted butler threw the full amount of money to the ground, pointed at everyone, and scolded sharply: "Don't you all want to live, you dare to damage the big urn of the dignified Flying Dragon Envoy, I, I will arrest all of you anti-country thieves and go to the officials." ”

This person already had an evil face, and he launched a rush, and he was even more fierce, and everyone was taken aback when they heard him report the name of the Flying Dragon Envoy. Originally, he boasted that he had a backer, and everyone thought he was bluffing, the most important thing in Chang'an City was officials, some officials were very big, but they didn't have any real power, if you didn't take the initiative to provoke him, he couldn't do anything to you, but this flying dragon envoy was the real power of Beiya.

If you break his urn, he will break your head. (Dissertation College)