On the third day of the third month of the eighth year of Tianbao, the north courtyard gathered on the bank of the Jinman River to cleanse the side bath, the winding water flowed, and the carving feather rode and shot. Outside Qiuzi City, Gao Xianzhi also traveled with his family to the four towns of Anxi, and walked and drank on the banks of the White Horse River in Qinglingling.

Cen Shen, the secretary in charge who was alone, wanted to sort out documents and transcribe poems in the official office, but was pulled out by Feng Changqingqiang and asked him to accompany Gao Xianzhi's family on an outing.

Recently, Cen Shen's mood has become even more depressed, and the Anxi soldiers and horses are about to march west, Cen Shen certainly hopes to join the army, broaden his horizons, and accumulate military merits. Isn't this what he came all the way from Chang'an to Anxi?

But Gao Xianzhi never asked him about the levy, and Cen Shen couldn't get it for a while, so did he need to take the initiative to ask Gao Xianzhi? Thinking of Gao Xianzhi's attitude of ignoring reason, Cen Shen was very aggrieved and afraid.

After leaving the west gate of Qiuzi City, the lofty and mysterious snow-capped mountains, the new grass like a blanket, the green leaves dancing in the wind, and the thousands of weather in spring made Cen Shen's mood slightly broader.

After settling down on the riverside, Gao Xianzhi's wives and concubines, children and maids all went to the river to recuperate, and Gao Xianzhi and Feng Changqing found a beautiful place by the water and sat down and had a drink.

When the depressed Cen Shen didn't know where to go, he saw Feng Changqing beckoning him over.

After being forced to join the drinking party of Gao and Feng, Cen Shen was a little nervous. Since coming to serve in the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate, Cen Shen has never drunk with Gao Xianzhi and Feng Changqing in private, so he doesn't know what to talk about at all.

And Gao Xianzhi Suri's contempt for the scribe made Cen Shen feel depressed. He pondered whether to take this opportunity to inquire about the expedition to the west, but sadly found that he could not find an opportunity to talk about it.

At this moment, it is late spring, and the preparations for the Anxi soldiers and horses to go out have been put in place, and tens of thousands of troops are ready to go, so Gao Xianzhi and Feng Changqing are sitting in the gentle and moving spring, and their hearts are also moving with the scenery, chatting about the wind and moon, and they are not talking about the affairs of the military state. This made Cen Shen extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

However, when talking about the prosperity of Chang'an, the romance of Pingkangfang, and the handsome Gao Yi of the Tang Dynasty scribes, Cen Shen's words gradually increased. With Feng Changqing's intentional or unintentional assistance, he was gradually able to say a few more words to Gao Xianzhi.

"Jieshuai, Fan Langjun and Xi Niangzi are the key to enlightenment, Cen Zhangshu is rich and rich, why not let Xiao Langjun and Xiao Niangzi read more poetry books with Cen Zhangshu?" During the chat, Feng Changqing suddenly suggested casually.

Cen Shen didn't know that Feng Changqing had such a proposal in advance, and he couldn't help but be a little nervous after hearing it. Although he was a little sluggish, after chatting for a long time, he finally understood that Feng Changqing was helping him show himself. However, Cen Shen was still worried that Feng Changqing's proposal was a bit presumptuous.

Cen Shen knew that Gao Xianzhi had two sons and a daughter, and the eldest son, Gao Yunzhou, was born by Mrs. Zhengmuroquan, and now he is an adult, and he is in Chang'an to prepare for the six products of Qianniu. The second son Gao Yunfan and daughter Gao Yunxi were both born of the favorite concubine Mrs. Wei Chi, and they were still young.

Cen Shen had also seen Xiao Langjun and the little lady before, but he was not too impressed. But he knew that Feng Changqing wanted him to deepen his relationship with Gao Xianzhi by teaching Xiao Langjun and Xiao Niangzi to read.

Cen Shen just didn't understand, why was Feng Changqing so enthusiastic about helping himself? Since coming to the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate, Cen Shen asked himself, has he not done anything to please the judge? Not only did he not please, but he always tried his best to avoid it because of his appearance.

At this time, Cen Shen's heart echoed with "Historical Records? The famous sentence in the biography of Zhongni's disciples: "I take people by words, and I kill them if I lose; Judging people by their appearance, they lose their sons. ”

Regarding Feng Changqing's proposal, Gao Xianzhi thought for a while, then smiled: "What Feng Er said is good. Cen Zhangshu, I don't know what you think? ”

"Jie Shuai, I will do my best to assist Fan Langjun and Xi Niangzi." Cen Shen's heart was hot, and he hurriedly got up and answered.

"Cen Zhangshu, don't be restrained. It's just small talk, don't make it a government discussion! Gao Xianzhi laughed and said: "However, there is one thing that I hope Cen Zhangshu will understand, my Gao family has migrated from Goguryeo to Anxi for several generations, and the reason why we can have today is because of Geng Geng's loyalty to the saint and the hard work of expanding the frontier and defending the frontier, but it is not a splendid article." Of course, I expect the dog girl to read poetry and books, but he doesn't want them to just sit and talk. ”

Gao Xianzhi's short remarks that seemed to be rings made Cen Shenxin sneer in pain like a hot piece of iron that had been put into ice water.

Cen Shen finally understood at this time why Gao Xianzhi was always lukewarm, neither yin nor yang to him, and why Gao Xianzhi didn't mention letting him join the army to the west. In the end, it is that you can't look down on yourself and will only "sit and talk"!

The colic in his heart turned into an unwilling anger, and Cen Shen wanted to get up and leave the White Horse River directly! Get out of Turtle City! Get out of the moraine!

Anger swept through the sea like a raging wind, but the remnants of sanity stood tall in the storm.

"Anthy is probably my last chance, and I must not give up! What about being said a few words? Wouldn't it be even more ridiculed to return to Chang'an! Since this Goguryeo thought that I would only sit and talk about it, I would try my best to do something in the future for this guy to see! ”

Cen Shen's heart was roaring like a lone wolf in a trap, but he didn't know what kind of "earth-shattering" feats he could make. However, Cen Shen finally tried his best to pretend to be calm and replied: "Xie Jieshuai advises, dare not obey your orders?" ”

Gao Xianzhi glanced at Cen Shenyin's changing complexion, only chuckled a few times, and then thought to himself.

"Being humiliated by Shangguan can suppress the anger in my heart, and I have grown a little; But the emotions are exposed, and there is still some lack of heat. Perhaps the marshal is looking forward to Cen Zhangshu being able to make good decisions like Du Huan, so he is inevitably a little disappointed, and he is not ready to let him join the army to go west, right? However, I can only help so much, and I will have to see Cen Zhangshu's cultivation and cultivation later. Feng Changqing nodded, shook his head again, and secretly thought in his heart.

"Cen Zhangshu, what are you still standing for, sit down!" Seeing that Cen Shen was still embarrassed like an unyielding poplar pestle, Feng Changqing smiled and relieved him of the siege.

Cen Shen was about to sit down, but suddenly the spring breeze was slightly urgent, the treetops were flying, and the river was slight. In an instant, the wind was clear and the waves were not prosperous.

The warm and cold spring breeze and all the unhappiness since his emergence made Cen Shen suddenly feel something, and a few lines of poetry jumped out of his mind.

So, he saluted and said: "The festival marshal, the judge, between the wind and the wind, there are six sentences of the ancient style, I don't know if I can invite the festival marshal and the judge Yazheng?" ”

Although Gao Xianzhi was born in a family of military generals, he does not like to write poems and does not like sour and rotten literati, but he still does not refuse to come to famous poems and good sentences. Therefore, he nodded slightly and said, "Listen up!" ”

Feng Changqing, who has loved poetry and books since childhood, nodded again and again: "Cen Zhangshu, please!" ”

"The wind at the mouth of the silver mountain is like an arrow, and the iron gate is like a practice. Both of them were stained with tears and horses' hair, and their faces were sassy. Her husband is not rich in his thirties, and An Neng keeps the pen and inkstone all day long. Cen Shen recalled the hardships of the westward journey and the ups and downs of the official journey, and said in a deep voice.

"Good poetry!" Without waiting for Gao Xianzhi to speak, Feng Changqing clapped his hands and praised: "The eldest husband should pursue the sages Zhang Qian, Chen Tang, and Ban Chao, abandon the pen and follow the Rong, and lift the sword vertically and horizontally, how can he be trapped in the knife and pen all day long!" ”

After Feng Changqing roared excitedly, Gao Xianzhi said slowly: "Cen Zhangshu, if a man wants to be rich, he has a thousand shortcuts in Chang'an, but in the land of the west of the moraine, he has to rely on the horizontal knife in his hand and the strategy in his chest after all. At the time of the westward expedition, I hope that you can show your ambitions and shine. ”

"Expedition to the West?" Cen Shen's mind was still immersed in poetry, and when he suddenly heard the word "Western Expedition", he felt a little confused.

"What? Cen Zhangshu is inconvenient to not be able to go west from the army? Gao Xianzhi saw that Cen Shen didn't respond for a long time, so he asked coldly.

"I was ecstatic and forgot for a while!" Cen Shen hurriedly replied: "There is no difficulty, you can set off now!" ”

"Haha!" Seeing that Cen Shen was so eager, Feng Changqing couldn't help laughing: "Cen Zhangshu, today is the festival of Shangsi, and the army will not start in a few days." Don't be too anxious! ”

On the third day of the first month of March, Beiting and Anxi were bright in spring, but it was drizzling in Longyou Shanzhou City. Although the spring rain is gratifying, it makes the little girls who are looking forward to the outing annoyed.

However, at this moment, inside and outside Shanzhou City, that is, the little girls are still interested in pondering the Shangsi Festival. The rest of the people are busy trying to conquer the stone castle, where do they still have any thoughts about the festival.

Outside the city of Shanzhou, there are endless military camps in the southeast, northwest and northwest directions. The soldiers and horses of the Abu Sitong Luo Department and the Dang Xiang people from Shuofang were stationed in the north of the city, Gao Xiuyan in the east of the city, Zhang Shouyu's troops were stationed in the east of the city, and the Hexi army led by Dong Yanguang was camped in the west of the city, and the soldiers gathered from the military towns and guards of Longyou lived in the barracks in the south of the city.

Recently, Geshuhan inspected the soldiers and horses of various units one after another, and urged them to train diligently.

There was once a captain of the bow and crossbow battalion of the Hexi Army who indulged his soldiers in stealing and playing tricks and evading training, and was directly beheaded by Ge Shuhan by military law.

Dong Yanguang once angrily asked Ge Shuhan for a theory about this matter, but the result was that Ge Shuhan transferred hundreds of Yu Hou and Ya soldiers from the Longyou Army and directly lived in various armies to strictly supervise them. Anyone who disobeys military orders, regardless of his or her official position, will be dealt with immediately by military law.

Dong Yanguang shouted that he wanted to impeach Ge Shuhan, and a few days later, Hexi Jiedu made An Sishun and a team of tooth soldiers rush to Shanzhou with a handwritten letter from Fenjieshuai.

Although the officers and men of the Hexi Army did not know what was written in the letter, since then, the wilted Dong Yanguang no longer dared to disobey Ge Shuhan's military orders.

Under the pressure of Ge Shuhan, tens of thousands of troops practiced every three days and every five days, and they were exhausted every day.

The top and bottom of the Longyou Jiedu envoy office are also busy supplying tens of thousands of troops to eat, drink and Lazar, and they are so busy that their feet do not touch the ground every day, how can there be Yaxing for outings.

At this time, Shanzhou City has become a huge military camp that exists to conquer the stone fort, and there are soldiers drawn from all over Longyou every day, like a surging river, a steady stream of people come to Shanzhou City. Even the continuous spring rain could not stop their pace.

When the civil and military officials of Beiting and Anxi were composing poems on the riverside, in the official office of the envoy of the right section of the city of Shanzhou, Wang Sili was standing nervously in the official room of Ge Shuhan, waiting with bated breath for the majestic marshal to read the letter.