The territory occupied by Fusi in Jinghu Town, Nanliang is not small, from the outside, the high walls are thick walls, the heavy tiles and cornices, and the momentum is extremely magnificent.

When you enter the gate, you can see the courtyard again, the pear tree in front of the steps is swaggering, and the flowers on the side of the road are full of words. In the center, the foundation of the Zhenfu Division Hall is made of square bluestone, which is a few points higher than the surrounding buildings, and this alone shows its special status.

In a side hall next to the festival hall, more than a dozen officials and generals sat or stood with sad faces, some talked in low voices with acquaintances, and some lingered secretly in the corner.

The reason why they couldn't relax was that Wang Wenbin of Wu'an County, who was sitting in the festival hall at the moment, had an extremely ugly face, and his nephew Wen Xin didn't dare to speak out when he stood aside. Everyone didn't know what annoyed the county king, and since Wen Bin walked into the town of Fusi, his face was eight feet long.

Coming from Lin'an, Wen Bin saw that the armaments of Daliang were slack, the sergeants of the army were old and weak, and there was a shortage of quotas, and it had become a common practice to borrow differences. Of course, he knew that three of the ten soldiers of Daliang were qualified for battle, but it was one thing to know and another thing to see with his own eyes.

A subordinate official of the Zhenfu Division walked in lightly into the door, approached Wen Bin, and said in a low and respectful voice: "Lord Wang, Yang Zhenfu's envoy has returned." ”

Wen Bin stood up, straightened the official uniform on his body and said, "This king is going to greet him!" ”

As soon as Wen Bin went out, he saw Yang Gong and the heroic men behind him, and he felt much more comfortable.

Wen Bin stood on the steps and couldn't wait to laugh and said, "Brother Yang Gongxian! I haven't seen you in over a decade! ”

"I've seen the King of Wu'an!" Yang Gong was the first to bow and salute, while the people behind him were a little scrambling, and there was a look of gratitude in their eyes.

From Wen Binjue to the king of the county, according to the custom, these civil and military officials below the fourth rank must enter the interior to kneel and bow to the court to participate in the ceremony. At this time, Wen Bin personally greeted them, exempting them from this etiquette, which can be regarded as giving them a lot of face.

Wen Bin took a few steps forward, held Yang Gong's arm and said with a smile: "Brother Xian, between you and me, do you still use this set of vulgar etiquette?" ”

Yang Gong raised his head and smiled: "You are already the king of the county today, and the etiquette should not be wasted." ”

Wen Bin waved his hand in the air, and said very unhappily: "What are these words?" When the Northern Expedition of the Rejuvenation of the Kingdom was rejuvenated, you and I were comrades-in-arms in Paoze, how could we compare with others? ”

After putting on an intimate posture, Wen Bin looked behind Yang Gong again, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "These few must be the favorite generals of the virtuous brothers, come and come, and let me see and understand." ”

Seeing Wen Bin so enthusiastic, Yang Gong let go of his body and pointed at them one by one and said:

"This is the Zhenfu Division's text machine Yi Shi Tingzhi!"

……

There were not many people who followed Yang Gong, and the introduction was soon completed. After Wen Bin's consolation and encouragement, someone came up and led them and Wen Xin to rest elsewhere. Wen Bin and Yang Gong entered the festival hall and sat down separately.

After a few polite words, and seeing that the handyman had already delivered tea, Yang Gong opened his mouth and asked: "I just saw that those guys in the side hall were a little embarrassed, and they must have been reprimanded by the prince." But they didn't entertain the prince well, annoyed the prince? ”

"It's none of their business." Wen Bin joked: "Speaking of which, it's not all your Yang Gong's fault." ”

He saw that Yang Gong was stunned, so he explained: "I have traveled all the way from Lin'an, and only you have a strict appearance under your rule. I thought that other places would not be too far behind, but I didn't expect ......" Wen Bin shook his head and let out a long sigh.

"Why don't I accompany the prince to the city wall?" Yang Gong proposed.

"It's good!"

The Zhenfu Division was not far from the north city wall, and Wen Bin and Yang Gong were surrounded by dozens of Zhenfu Division's personal soldiers, and they saw the north gate of Jiangling after walking a few steps.

At this moment, the night has fallen, and the crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the ground is full of clear light. Someone wanted to light the lantern he was carrying, but was stopped by Wen Bin shaking his head.

Along the ramp to the city wall, Yang Gong waved his hand and ordered his soldiers to scatter around.

Wen Bin didn't say a word, and walked into the city tower with his head down. Yang Gong, who followed behind him, was only silent.

When the two of them turned to the upper floor, the night breeze swept by, making people feel refreshed.

Wen Bin stood at the tuyere, raised his eyes to look north, for a long time, he slapped his palm on the railing, and whispered: "Die before you leave the school, and the hero will be full of tears!" ”

Then he turned his head to Yang Gong and said astringently: "Today, I know why Kong Ming is so miserable. ”

"Why not." Yang Gong hurriedly responded: "Zhuge Wuhou came out of Qishan for the sixth time, and his ambition was unpaid but he died. Fang Jinsheng wants to recover, the prince should cherish this body and plan for my Daliang Jiangshan Society! ”

"I can't do it!" Wen Bin sighed, and under the light moonlight, his old face showed a bit of depression: "The old man is sixty and three this year, and he has passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven. What's more, in the early years, he was charged into battle, and he had countless wounds on his body, and he was really powerless. ”

After a pause, Wen Bin said in a somewhat disappointed tone: "I'm afraid the court doesn't want the old man to plan anything more." ”

"Lord Wang, it's man-made! I will go back to give His Majesty a fold, and ask the Holy Lord to choose another good general to supervise Sichuan, and the prince to be the governor of Jianghuai. ”

Wen Bin's voice became deeper and deeper: "If everything in the world is as easy as Brother Xian said, how can your sect marshal die unjustly in prison?" ”

"Lord Wang!"

"Alright, don't say any more." Wen Bin raised his hand to stop Yang Gong, who was still arguing, looked at him seriously, and said seriously: "You may still be able to see the day when the Central Plains is recovered, but the old man is not as good as the virtuous brother." If it weren't for the sharp sense of recovery today, I would continue to relax in the mountains and forests. There are heroes in the country! When the old man went to Shuzhong, he regarded it as a tree planted by his predecessors and enjoyed the shade by his descendants. ”

Yang Gong couldn't help but ask, "What did the prince say about Li Yue?" ”

"Li Yue's reputation has spread to Jiangling?"

"In Lin'an, he taught the deputy envoy of Youguo, ran a lottery to help Yixue, and set up a bank to transfer the world's financial resources. Li Yue became famous all over the world earlier! Yang Gong said to Li Yue's achievements in the past few months, "I heard that he was still a member of the Zong Family's Army's lonely battalion. ”

"There are juniors, and Zong Pengquan should be blind if he has knowledge." Wen Bin turned around and pointed to the sparkling light outside the city: "Where is this?" ”

Yang Gong looked at it and replied respectfully: "Three seas and eight treasures, this was built by the sect marshal back then. ”

Wen Bin pointed again: "What about the north? ”

Yang Gong blinked his eyes with a little light, subconsciously straightened his waist, and replied in a loud voice: "Jingmen Army, Xiangyang, Zong Shuai has recovered." ”

Wen Bin pointed again: "What about the north again?" ”

Yang Gong took a deep breath, also set his eyes on the unreachable north, and replied loudly: "Tang, Deng, Sanjing, Hebei, Youyan!" ”

"Restore the Central Plains, rather forget?"

"I have no regrets even though I have died."

"Good, good, good!" The wrinkles on Wen Bin's face suddenly unfolded, and the traces left by those years turned into a smile at this moment. He seems to have finally let go of the burden he had carried for a long time and returned to a very ordinary old man.