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The summer wind blew, and the royal flag painted with the totem of the white horse and green ox in front of the tooth tent of the Khitan royal court had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a Tang army with the word "An" written on it.

Battle flag hunting, camp tents dotted.

The pot-bellied An Lushan was draped in a wide armor specially made by skilled craftsmen, and rode on a tall and divine horse from Liaodong.

"Secretary Gao Zhang, can the capture of this battle be counted?" An Lushan, who woke up from a big sleep, was refreshed.

"Jie Shuai, this battle captured more than 30,000 people from the Khitan, Xi and other departments, more than 20,000 good horses, cattle and sheep, and gold, silver and jewelry worth millions of yuan. It's just that a Khitan leader escaped, and a few heads were missing for the marshal and the official knight. "The secretary of Youzhou is noble, quick-witted, and capable, and is An Lushan's inseparable assistant. He and Yan Zhuang, who was far away in Chang'an and were in charge of the Youzhou Jinju Academy, were the two confidants under An Lushan.

"After completely destroying the Khitan, how can you please the saints in the future? How do you recruit warriors who are proficient in mounted archery? Let them feed the fat cattle and sheep for a certain person, and train the warriors, and I will come to harvest when I need them. "An Lushan is familiar with the way of self-respect.

"Jie Shuai is smart, what about the seizure?"

"As is customary, horses, cattle, and sheep are taken into military use. The prisoners of war were selected and arranged into the Luoluo River, and the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled were sent to Chang'an to offer prisoners to make the saints happy. In addition, I remember to escort 300 young girls, 500 horses, and 200,000 yuan to Qingzong when he was offering prisoners, so as to make friends with the powerful people in the court. An Lushan swallowed the huge amount of loot like a giant python, ate it and wiped it clean.

"Marshal, to this day, who is the powerful man in the DPRK and China who is worthy of our attachment?" Noble means something.

"Except for saints, Li Xiang is naturally the most powerful." An Lushan is the color road.

"Wang Ji is dead, and Li Xiangzhi's prestige is far less than before...... noble reminder An Lushan court pattern has changed.

"Li Xiang was indeed defeated for a while, but his counterattack was enough for Yang Guozhong and Donggong to drink a pot!" An Lushan took out a letter from his waist and handed it to Gao Shang. Gao Shang glanced at the monogram on the envelope and knew that it was a secret letter sent by Yan Zhuang from Chang'an.

"Li Xiangjuan asked the sage to be the king of Pingdong County!? The saint is about to issue an edict soon! Noble and joyful: "Congratulations to the festival handsome!" Congratulations! ”

"This is Li Xiang's honey bait to appease a certain person, in order to repay me for sharing the military merits to King Sheng, and the real killing move is behind." Although An Lushan people are obese, their brains are not confused.

"Recommend the border generals who are both civil and military to enter the court as the prime minister?" Gao Shang was a little confused about Li Linfu's train of thought for a while: "Since you have been crowned king, why bother to worship the prime minister?" ”

"Secretary Gao Zhang, looking at the eleven towns in the world, which side general can be called the top martial arts? Anyway, so-and-so is just a vulgar bearded person. An Lushanyin smiled, and the circle of fat on his neck trembled.

"The King of the North Court is seeing you! Born in the Taiyuan Wang family, the world regards him as a Confucian general. The noble suddenly enlightened: "Killing two birds with one stone, not only weakening the foundation of the East Palace, but also threatening Yang Guozhong's way of worshipping the prime minister, is really old-fashioned." ”

"Before setting out on the expedition, Wang Zhengjian put a certain way, and randomly found some pickled things to pretend to be fierce oil fire to deceive people. If the Tao is unhappy today, retribution is coming. Although Li Xiang is declining, he still cannot be easily offended, and you remember telling Qingzong and He when he drafted the letter

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Yan Kongmu, to go to Pingkangfang more. An Lushan is literate but not literate in writing and ink, and all correspondence is ghostwritten by Gao Shang.

"Although the beast king is old, Yu Wei is still there, no wonder Li Xiang can control the court for more than ten years." Gao Shang sighed with emotion: "Jie Shuai, the center is both a king and a prime minister for the border town, what is his intention?" ”

"It is the intention of the saint to be crowned king, and he wants to inspire the border town to expand the border; Worshipping the prime minister is Li Xiang's strategy, intending to kill people with a knife. For me, it is enough to be crowned king, so why bother to worship the prime minister? Leaving the Luoluo River, a certain can't even sleep well! "An Lushan knows that military power is fundamental.

"Jieshuai is really born wise, he doesn't have to read but knows people's hearts and scheming." Gao Shang exclaimed.

"Wen Crepe's words are useful, a certain teenager was a tooth man in the border market, helping people bargain, what kind of conspiracy and tricks have not been seen. Others think that the powerful people in the court are like immortal figures living in the clouds, but in a certain opinion, their minds are no different from those of the merchants in the market, and they can't escape the four words of greed for power and profit. "An Lushan has his own set of skills to recognize people.

"The handsome man said something heaven-shattering." Gao Shang nodded in agreement while continuing to read the letter, and when he read the end, he was suddenly a little surprised: "Wang Fei? ”

"What's wrong with Wang Fei? Isn't he the concubine favored by Wang Zhengjian? I don't know how capable his mother is, and she has made the serious Wang Zhengjian confused. An Lushan had a little impression of Wang Fei.

"Before Tongluo went south, the key witness who helped Yang Guozhong clear his suspicion was Wang Fei; Wang Weld conspired against him, and it was he who assisted Li Xiang in finding out why the corpse of Anxi Yabing appeared in Jinchengfang. It's not easy! Gao Shang connected a series of court battles before and after, and found that Wang Fei's figure flashed everywhere.

"Since this is the case, let Qingzong and Yan Zhuang choose the opportunity to touch his details." An Lushan's fat palm waved heavily.

"No!" Gao Shang saw that An Lushan did not take Wang Fei to heart, after all, he was just a young man who had just entered the court. However, he felt that since this son entered Beijing, he has been maneuvering between major forces, and his behavior is different from the identity of his father Wang Zhengjian's Donggong Party, which is really intriguing: "When you reply to the letter, you have to explain Yan Zhuang and take the trouble to investigate. ”

The wind blows the grass low, and the wildflowers are dotted.

When An Lushan and Gao Shang were discussing how to divide up the seizures, in the river thousands of miles away from them, Ashina Yang rode a large white horse with a broad forehead and a high tail, galloping on the vast grassland south of Talas City. Surrounding him were a group of high-ranking officers of the River Army and 3,000 well-armed light cavalry.

"The soldiers are full of energy, and the battlefield is full of bones and grass roots." The water was murmuring, the river was in sight, Ashina Yang suddenly stopped his horse, stroked his beard and chanted.

"Jie Shuai, if I remember correctly, this poem was given by Cen Shen, then the secretary of Anxi, after the end of the fierce war more than three years ago." The long history of the river and the protector of the small leaves of Gelulu, Ra Sihan, is familiar with the poetry of the Han family.

"On that day, the black-clothed food army besieged this place, if there was no Jieshuai, Wang Duhu and Li soldiers and horses to lead troops to rescue, I am afraid that they would have already turned into craggy white bones entangled in grass roots." Dou Wumo, the judge in the river, returned to the battlefield of the year, and his heart palpitated.

"The grass on the battlefield is still green after the battle, and the poor blood is fertile spring mud!" Ashina Yang sighed: "Since a certain man took office, he has fallen asleep every night, but he has never been willing to revisit his hometown, because the battle was too tragic back then!" If it weren't for the fact that Kudulu had set the place where the meeting would have been here, I wouldn't have dared to come here today. ”

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Jie Shuai, although he doesn't know what poetry is, he also thinks that Jie Shuai's chant is far better than Judge Cen. ”

A solemn atmosphere of mourning the old war was suddenly interrupted by this flattering word, Dou Wumo couldn't help but turn his head and glance, and found that the person who patted the sycophant was indeed the prison soldier Yu Chaoen.

"Disgusting eunuch!" Dou Wumo tried his best to avoid showing disgust on his face, but he kept cursing the shameless Yu Chaoen in his heart.

Yu Chaoen was originally an undesirable internal minister in Chang'an's Inner Service Province, because when the Hezhong Festival was set up, the eunuchs with heads and faces in the Inner Service Province thought that the river was too far away and were unwilling to come to serve as a supervisor, so he seized the opportunity.

Since taking office, Yu Chaoen has also understood that he is not familiar with life, and his behavior is quite restrained, at most, he is taking various opportunities to get a little money. But he has a disgusting problem, he is vassalage and elegant in order to pat Ashina Yang's sycophants, which makes the whole army in the river not like him very much.

"What the fish supervisor said is inevitably a bit exaggerated, but the 'grass is still green' and 'wochun mud' of the festival commander seems to have everyone's demeanor." Unlike Dou Wuma, who has a clear distinction between love and hate, every word he says will not offend anyone.

Gao Shetun, the deputy envoy of the river festival with a depressed expression, rolled his eyes, and he didn't know whether he hated Yu Chaoen or despised Mou Ra Sihan. Li Dingbang, the soldier and horse envoy in the river, has always been silently guarding Ashina Yang's side, not caring about the merits of poetry.

"The words of the fish supervisor are exaggerated! I just recalled the hard battles in the past, and casually sighed with emotion, how can I compare with a Fang family like Judge Cen. A certain poem is not as good as the history of Beiting Du Changshi, let alone Judge Cen. The praise of the long history of Mou Ra is even more unbearable. Ashina Yang has a clear heart and is not stunned by sycophants.

"Gao Jieshuai was on the bloody battlefield back then, fighting a fierce battle against the rebels here, but there were despicable and shameless villains in the court who wanted to frame him and Li Xiang, which is really outrageous!" Gao Shetun felt it and was furious.

"Deputy Envoy Gao, when he learned of the drastic changes in Chang'an, immediately drafted a chapter to protect Ling Lang and Gao Jieshuai, but before the chapter was issued, he received a letter from home, saying that His Majesty was holy and wise, and Ling Lang was safe and sound, and the grievances suffered by Gao Jieshuai had been clarified, and Li Xiang was not implicated in Wang Jieshuai's rebellion. The huge case has been closed, why should the senior deputy complain about the heavens and the people. Ashina Yang said lightly.

"Thank you for your help! In his letter to the family, the dog praised the county lord of Suye, the little lady Wenxia and the gentleman of Ji Anglang, if they hadn't worked together to save the dog, Wang Weld's case would have affected the entire Gao family. "Gao Shetun sincerely thanks. Su Yeju has a semicolon in Tuozhi City, and it is very convenient for Gao Xiangui and others to send family letters.

"The little girl and Xiangui Langjun have known each other since childhood, and they often hunted and played together when they were in Tingzhou, and it is also a proper duty to run around for Linglang." Ashina Yang seemed to reply casually, and Mou Ra Sihan was thoughtful after hearing it.

"The county lord of Suye has a noble background, and he is deeply favored by the noble concubine, the dog is stubborn, and it is a great honor to be friends with the county lord." Gao Shetun also understood Ashinayang's off-string sound, and tactfully pointed out his attitude.

"The senior vice envoy is too modest." Ashina Yang smiled lightly and said no more.

"The marshal, the senior deputy envoy, went to Chang'an to meet the saint on a certain day, and happened to meet the opening of the new store of Fei Langjun, and the county lord and Xiangui Langjun went to cheer, which was very lively. Fei Langjun also had a secret fight with Jingzhao Mansion, and taught Wang Zhun a lesson to Wang Zhun, who had no one in his eyes and was domineering, which was really powerful! "Mou Ra Sihan deliberately grabbed this topic.

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