At noon the day after the battle, the clouds hung low, as if the sky was still filled with boundless anger and resentment.

In the southeast of Broken Leaf City, there is a slightly dilapidated pagoda towering, the pagoda is in the shape of an attic, a total of five times.

"Liulang, the shape of this floating slaughter is close to the floating slaughter of the West Courtyard of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, but the body of the tower is five-fold, not as majestic as the seven-fold attic of the floating slaughter of the West Courtyard!" Wang Zhengjian looked up at the tower piled up with boulders and sighed.

"Dashuai, although this floating slaughter is now dilapidated, it is already the most magnificent in the west of the moraine. This Dayun Temple was built by the saint in the early years of the Kaiyuan Dynasty in Sulu, and it was the residence of the princess of Jiaohe. Although the Turgish people are skilled in bowing and horses, they are not good at what they will do, and the builders of the floating slaughter still come from the craftsmen who will be the prisoners. The sage in order to appease the Ashina clan and the Tuqi Shi, but also in order to highlight the material resources of China, so the big cloud temple was built to the hook and the corner, the eaves and the wall, this floating slaughter is also modeled on the shape of the floating slaughter in the west courtyard of Chang'an Ci'en Temple, towering into the clouds, the head and horns are grandiose. The saint spared no effort to proclaim the prestige of the country, which can be seen here! ”

But this temple has fallen, the floating slaughter has also withered, the so-called national prestige, back then also tied to a weak woman's body. The ambition to subdue Sulu with the daughter of the Western Turkic Ashina clan and the attempt to use the tiger and wolf clan as the moraine city is not only for the sake of the wood, but it is enough to bring shame to someone! Wang Zhengjian smashed his fist on the tower, as if to shake the floating slaughter dozens of feet high.

"The blocks in the handsome's heart are not all about the nostalgia of the ancients, sighing about what happened to the princess of Jiaohe, right?" Du Liulang smiled slightly.

Wang Zhengjian sighed slightly, and suddenly asked, "What does Liulang think of yesterday's battle?" ”

Du Liulang frowned slightly, and thought for a moment, "As far as yesterday's battle is concerned, our army broke through the main force of the Turk Cavalry Division and moved the Khan to give the head, which can be described as a complete victory. But ......"

"But what?"

"However, in terms of effectiveness, our army is currently unable to defend the Suye region, and Broken Leaf City will eventually fall into the hands of the Qarlu Division, which is no fundamental change compared to the pre-war Assault Cavalry Division's mastery of Broken Leaves. Although the marshal laid out early, created differences between the Gelulu and Shatuo tribes, and contained them, Gelulu finally wanted to share most of the benefits of this battle and expand his power to the Suyeshui Valley. The old ones are removed, and the new ones are born, and the gains and losses of this battle are hard to say. ”

"Liulang's knowledge is not bad, so he has ordered to set aside a few pastures in the north of Suye Water and hand them over to the management of the Shatuo Department, forming a situation across the river from the Qarlu Department. Shatuo has a feud with Gelulu, and the bone is an old fox, which will inevitably make Gelulu like a man. The young and strong captives of the Turgish will be owned by the Huangs, and Li Kun regards himself as a descendant of the Han Dynasty Li Ling, and admires China very much, so that he can enrich his wings, make Ge Lulu have scruples, and at the same time can contain the Hui Hui. Although there are hidden dangers in the pattern of the moraine, the dogs and teeth of the various departments are staggered and contain each other, and there are more elite soldiers in Anxi and Beiting, which is not enough to make a certain worry" Wang Zhengjian sighed again.

"Oh, is there a secret behind this battle?"

"Rokuro, I'm more worried about the situation that caused this war. A certain had learned before the war that last year's order for the Anxi Army to expedition to Xiao Bolu and this year's order for our army to break through the Turk Cavalry Department were both written by one person, and they were both for one purpose. ”

"Don't say it clearly, wait for a moment to think about it......" Du Liulang held his chin with his left hand, his eyes were empty, looking at the mottled Futu Tower, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Du Liulang said slowly: "But it's all Li Xianggong's intention, and it is meant to be in the stone castle?" ”

Wang Zheng saw that he stroked Du Liulang's shoulder and praised: "Liulang is indeed smart, and he has sorted out the beginning and the end in a moment." Li Xianggong is well aware of the sage's heart of Tuobian and joyful achievements, and since he led the Anxi Protector from afar, he has always wanted to consolidate his favor with military merits, but the previous Anxi Deputy Protector Meng Lingcha was greedy for comfort and comfort, and he had not made an inch of merit for many years, so that Li Xianggong could not perform. This is the exuberance of Gao Xianzhi, who replaced Fumeng Lingcha in a leap, and immediately sent troops to Xiao Bolu, so that Li Xianggong was like a fish in water. and attacking Xiao Bolu and destroying the Turk cavalry, one is to seize the stone fort for the Longyou Army to pacify the hidden dangers; the second is to show the strong military strength of Anxi and Beiting and cater to the heart of the saints; the third is to promote people who are close to him and consolidate the phase with the military strength of Anxi; Fourth, reuse the generals to put an end to the road of the frontier marshal. In terms of scheming, there are not many people in the world who can compare with Li Xianggong. ”

"The marshal analyzes and penetrates, but a certain still thinks that Li Xiang has spent so much trouble for the battle of Stone Castle, and it seems that he is suspected of killing chickens with a knife?" Du Liulang was still in a state of fugue of thought.

Wang Zhengjian couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Liulang is also too smart. The stone fort taken away by Tibet is a humiliation that must be redeemed in the eyes of the saints, and in the eyes of some people, it is a place of contention to contain Tibet. In Li Xianggong's eyes, the ultimate use of the stone castle is a sharp killing weapon, and someone has already fallen under the blade of the stone castle, but this is only the beginning. ”

"Dashuai is ......" Du Liulang thought about it, and immediately understood what Wang Zhengjian meant, and was about to continue, when he suddenly heard a childish child's voice from behind the Futu: "See, this tall building is the Futu, it's very spectacular!" Have you seen this before? ”

After the children's voice, someone repeated the meaning in Turkic, and then someone repeated the words in a language that Du Liulang was also unfamiliar with. After a moment of silence, a string of pearls sounded like a jade plate.

"Oh, you mean there's a big mosque in your Damascus, and it's beautiful! I'd love to check it out if possible! ”

The crisp sound of broken jade suddenly fell silent, and there was a low sobbing sound.

"Fei'er, are you well?" Hearing his son's voice, Wang Zhengjian's brows relaxed.

"Ahh Father, are you here too? Wang Fei ran out from behind the floating slaughter, and Wang Yong, who followed closely behind, vigilantly guarded Wang Fei's back.

"I've seen my father, I've seen Judge Du." Wang Fei knelt down in front of Wang Zheng's meeting. "So-and-so is okay now, thank you for your father's concern!"

"Wang Yong, is that so?" Wang Zhengjian was noncommittal to Wang Fei's answer, and turned to Wang Yong in the back.

"Back to Ah Lang, Xiao Langjun's body is indeed worry-free. After all the incidents last night, Xiao Langjun's spirit is also much better. ”

"Get up!" Wang Zhengjian helped Wang Fei up, looked at Anice and Saiyifudin, who had just come out from behind the floating slaughter, and asked, "Did you come out with the little princess in white to relax?" ”

"Well, I saw that the little princess was bored in the barracks, so I called her out to play. I heard that the Dayun Temple in Broken Leaf City was built for the princess of Jiaohe back then, and it was very majestic, so I came here to take a look. Wang Fei pretended to be innocent, and he felt a little disgusted, after all, this 9-year-old child's body was hidden in a 27-year-old soul.

"Don't neglect the princess", Wang Zheng looked at Wang Fei with kind eyes, and then asked in a tone of examination school: "What do you think of this Dayun Temple?" ”

"This ......" Wang Fei hesitated, he didn't expect that his loving father would suddenly be like Jia Zheng in the Dream of Red Mansions, who loved to test his son's knowledge, and he couldn't handle the size for a while, and he didn't know how to speak, after all, he didn't want anyone to know that his soul was from the 21st century.

"Don't hesitate, say whatever you think in your heart." Wang Zhengjian said lightly.

As soon as Wang Fei raised his eyes, he saw the pink carved Anice, thinking about the mission on her immature shoulders, and suddenly had an idea. "Father, this Dayun Temple is carved and brilliant, but it makes the child feel sad when he sees it!"

"Why are you sad?" Wang Zhengjian asked unhurriedly.

"Father, I heard Uncle Wang Yong say that this Dayun Temple was built for the princess of Jiaohe and the Sulu Khan who was pro-Tuqishi. Although the princess of Najiaohe is a descendant of the Western Turks and is not from my Tang clan, she has the title of princess enshrined by a saint after all. It's really sad to think that my Tang Dynasty soldiers are strong and strong, but I still have to rely on such friendly means to sacrifice the happiness of a little woman to beg for the stability of the country! ”

Anice, who was dressed in a white robe, heard someone translate Wang Fei's words, and her blue eyes lit up, and then dimmed again.

"So what do you say you should do?" Wang Zhengjian continued to ask.

"No harmony, no compensation, no land, no tribute, the Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies!" Wang Fei blurted out the praise of the Ming fans who saw on the Internet in his previous life for the Ming Dynasty.

"Good!" Du Liulang applauded and praised, "Xiao Langjun is young, but his ambition is skyscraper!" ”

"The words of the yellow-mouthed child, although they are fleshy, they are frivolous!" Wang Zhengjian hugged Wang Fei, which made Wang Fei very squirming, but he didn't dare to resist. "Fei'er, if ten or twenty years from now, you can still say such things with a clear conscience, then you are really brave!"

Wang Fei said, "No harmony, no compensation, no land, no tribute, the Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies!" I didn't think about what choice I would face in more than ten years; And Wang Zhengjian didn't expect that what he said about bravery would have a big impact on Wang Fei. When everyone is young, they have said some stirring words that move themselves and others, but when they say it, they don't know how much it costs and how much pain they have to endure to really keep the vows they made when they were young. And these, even Wang Fei, who was a human being in two lifetimes, did not expect it at that time!

"Report to the boss! The horse team is asking to meet! The shouts of the tooth soldiers broke the silence for a moment.

"Oh, the horses are just getting ready to return to Anthy, right?" Du Liulang pinched his knuckles and said, with a habitual smile on his face again.

Hearing that it was Ma Lan who was coming, Wang Fei rolled his eyes, immediately pretended to have a cute expression, hugged Wang Zhengjian's neck and said in his ear: "Father, do you have a small request?" ”

"What requirements?" Wang Fei's intimacy made Wang Zhengjian a little uncomfortable for a while.