Tsubasa docked lightly, the black-clad warriors set up planks on the side of the ship and stood solemnly on either side, while Zhao Wuxian walked past them with his deep coat.

After leaving the rickety ship and stepping on the solid ground, I suddenly felt a sense of steadiness in my heart, and when I turned around, the big river, which was not even muddy, had been left behind.

Wuxian remembers that there is such a sentence in "Yi": The sky hangs down, and the saint is the same!

The people of the Central Plains in the Spring and Autumn Period worshiped the stars, believing that the blessings and misfortunes of the world and the rise and fall of the country were related to the stars in the sky, so Wu Zhu and the historians pushed down the geography according to astronomy, and divided the existing states and countries on the earth into twelve regions according to the twelve stars of the stars, so that the two corresponded.

This is the so-called "Twelve Divisions", the princes of the world, Zhou, Jin, Chu, Qi, Qin, Lu, Song, Wei, Yan, Zheng, Wu Yue, Xianyu Baidi, each has its own.

Among them, the division of Wei Zhi Ye corresponds to the two stars of the camp and the east wall, and the star is "the second of Feng Wei".

The division of Jin corresponds to the two constellations of Shen and Shen, and the stars are "the times of real Shen".

The Jin Wei division on the land of this frontier and the other side is the long and wide river in front of him.

Crossing from the south to the north, a reed sailing, is another world!

"I'm back......" Zhao Wuxian said silently in his heart, as if he was saying it to himself, it seemed to be talking about the story of Dayu's house, and it seemed to be said to Shen and Shen in the sky.

If he hadn't had the experience of these few years, he might have been full of excitement, but now. But there is only calm, although under the calm is the ups and downs of the waves.

When I first went to China. Who would have thought that this one would go. Five years?

Although the young man is not white-headed, and the local accent has not changed, the people of this country have already treated him as a foreigner, and after surrounding him, his expression was respectful and unfamiliar, so he just smiled and asked, "Where did the guest come from?"

At this point, Zhao Wuxian and his party had all crossed over, and their battle was very conspicuous, and the people waiting on the north bank of Jianjin had received the news in advance. Apparently he knew who was coming. After some commotion, the ferry was in order again, and a man walked out of the crowd.

He is dressed in brocade and crowned, and he is the eldest brother of the Zhao family, Zhao Bolu!

……

Buru is an honest man, always has been.

Since he was a child, he has been the most similar to his great-grandfather Zhao Wenzi among the sons of Zhao Ying, and in front of his father, he is so supple that he seems to be unable to resist the weight of clothes. Treat brothers and sisters, speak softly and don't seem to make a sound.

So when he grew up, although he had the filial piety and virtue of his eldest brother, he did not have the majesty of his eldest brother. Zhao Ying, who has a strong personality and great ambitions, is not optimistic about him in recent years. It can even be described as "snubbed", in stark contrast to the favor of his young brother.

To say that Beruw did not complain in his heart. That's impossible, but since as the eldest son. Naturally, there were some responsibilities in the clan to take on the task of welcoming that Zhao wanderer, although he had mixed feelings about this mission in his heart.

The battle stirred up in the east by Wuxian was too big, so big that it spread to the west of Taihang, even if Bolu lived in Xintian, Jin Kingdom, and hibernated in the hometown of the lower palace, if he raised his head slightly, he would be splashed by the waves he set off.

Then, there is a mouth full of sourness.

Whenever there was a sign of unkindness, his jealous wife would complain to him, and the sharp sarcasm was a headache for Berus, but it was good compared to the pressure on him from the outside world.

There is a young brother who is too capable, and he, as an elder brother, is a little embarrassed while he is happy that the clan is becoming more and more prosperous......

He was only slightly stunned, and then reacted when the guest had already landed, now is not the time to be in a daze, seeing that the eight-foot-tall young man in Chinese clothes opposite him is getting closer and closer, Boru can only harden his head and greet him with a smile on his face.

When he arrived, Zhao Wuxian did not slack off in the slightest, he took the lead in giving a salute, and his smile was very bright: "I've seen my uncle." ”

The Birlu in front of him was very different from four or five years ago, after all, the years were urging people, he was nearly thirty years old, his face was square and straight, his thin lips had two whiskers, his appearance was much more mature, and the tiredness and anxiety in his warm eyes became more and more intense, so that there were deep bags under his eyes now.

Buru snorted and saluted as he looked behind him. I saw that the ferry port on the north bank of Jianjin had been filled with a welcoming procession, waving flags, and there were many followers, including more than 1,000 soldiers and cavalry!

On the other hand, on his side, he only brought more than 100 people to greet him, which seemed a little shabby.

I think that when the four sons were ordered by their father to go to a small town to preside over affairs, Bolu also hugged each other, and there were few followers without shirts, but recently, it was completely reversed.

Bo Lu breathed a sigh of relief when he treated Zhao Wuxian as a brother, but then he couldn't think of a word, so many people watched, even if he couldn't show his brotherly intimacy, he couldn't stand on the shore, right?

At this moment, many well-dressed nobles on the ship that landed on the shore walked towards this side one after another, and saluted Zhao Wuxian from a distance, with a faint fear in their eyes, obviously following Zhao Wuxian to greet the team together.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Bolu pointed to those nobles and pretended to be relaxed and snorted slightly: "It's rare to come back without a shirt, it's really exciting, and I brought so many guests." ”

Zhao Wuxian turned his head sideways to look at those people, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "These people had some friendship with me when I was in Dongguo, and when I heard that I returned to Jin and got married, they insisted on coming with me, and it was difficult to be kind, and my brother was helpless." ”

"There is no shortage of places in the world for these people who tend to be inflammatory." Berlu whispered, nodding in understanding.

When he himself married Han Ji, he also had a bunch of sons of doctors who had lost power, or the distant branches of Liuqing, and even poor people who had lost their land. They used the excuse of congratulations to cheat some money, or begged the Zhao family to accept them as retainers.

However, for these people, you can't rush out with a gloomy face, you can only entertain them with kind words, after all, my father has already made a name for recruitment. Now there are thousands of diners in the Xia Palace and Jinyang, and they constitute the talent pool of the Zhao family, according to their different talents. He was sent to various places as a magistrate, replacing the ministers who succeeded his father and son. Although the centralized reform of Western Zhao was not as effective as that of Eastern Zhao, it was more radical than the other five Qings.

So Boru said, "It's a guest from afar." Etiquette is indispensable, no shirts, or give me a recommendation. ”

Without mercy, he modestly let the guests who came from Sishang to attend the wedding because of his fame and power, and introduced them one by one.

He pointed to a shy young man with a dark coat full of wheel emblems and said, "This is Xue Bo's middle son, Gongzi Yi." ”

"It's a prince!"

Beru was slightly stunned and hurriedly saluted. But the complexion is still good. Zhao Wuxian immediately paced to the second place: "This is Yu Wu, the prince of Tengguo." ”

Gongzi Yi and Gongzi Yu didn't bow slowly to Bolu, they were Song Lu's vassals, how could General Zhao's marriage not come to cheer?

Zhao Wuxian didn't pause, and once again introduced the next handsome young man in civilian clothes with an old-fashioned face: "This is the son of the Duke of Yi Guoshu." ”

Gongzi Cao Pi didn't want to come with him, but he couldn't stand his brother and was already afraid of Zhao Wuxian like a tiger, thinking about pleasing more on weekdays. Perhaps the state of Yi reduced the annual tribute to the two states of Song and Lu, and forced him to come.

He looked at Zhao Wuxian's face, and reluctantly raised his coat lightly to Beru.

Zhao Bolu returned the salute one after another. He was already a little dizzy, feeling that these people were all the sons and grandsons of the princes of Sishang! Although it is a small country, it is an independent state after all. It was not the same as the poor men who came to fight the autumn breeze at his wedding feast, and he felt that his face was feverish. I can't wait to find a hole in the ground to get into.

Although Zhao Wuxian in front of him still treats him as a brother, he looks respectful. But the things he did in the East were real.

Shirtless is the "little uncle" on Sishang! Is it strange that it can be welcomed by the princes?

It's too small, it's because his vision and pattern are too small, and Beru also understood it at once, and Dong Anyu said to him before leaving......

But Boru hasn't collapsed yet, because what he represents today is not only himself, but also the face of the Zhao family, and in front of everyone, he can't be too ashamed to fight for the Zhao family.

So he thanked all the sons for coming to cheer, and turned his gaze to the last one, but saw that this person had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his attitude was much more arrogant than those of Fang Cai, and he seemed to want to show that he stood out from the crowd, and his manners, words and deeds were very skillful and intimate with Zhao Wuxian.

Could it be that which secretary of the Lu State is it? Or a doctor with real power?

"I don't know if this is ......"

Zhao Wuxian glanced at the pony boy who was still sobbing on the boat and begged him to protect him, but now he looked like a dog, and said with a smile: "Uncle, this is an unexpected joy on the way, he is the most honored guest of the Jin Kingdom and the Zhao family......"

"Prince Weiguo, Kuai!"

Beru opened his mouth, Wei Guo was a medium-sized state unlike the three small states of Di, Teng, and Xue that had lost their independent status, and was now making enemies of the Jin State and making enemies with the Zhao clan. He didn't know what means Zhao Wuxian used to get Prince Weiguo, he was just thinking that as the son, he seemed to be inferior to Prince Weiguo, should he pay a heavy salute to him?

But looking at Kuai Yu nodding in front of Zhao Wuxian, Bolu opened his mouth, but he felt that his mouth was dry and he couldn't say a word......

……

After the two brothers exchanged a few words of greeting and introduced the guests, a cadre of the Zhao family in Jianjin had already followed, surrounding Zhao Wuxian to give a salute.

After tossing like this for nearly an hour, it was getting late after eating, and I could only rest at the ferry for the night. Calculating the date, today is only the second day of the third month, and it will take four or five days to arrive in Wenxian County, just in time for the wedding, so there is no need to be in a hurry.

There were also 1,000 garrisons on the north shore of Jianjin, stationed at the four corners of the fort, and the area connected to the port became a small and prosperous city, where the Zhao clan set up a city official, as well as a temple and a pavilion.

After entering the clean and tidy building, Zhao Wuxian personally arranged the living of his wife and concubine and young son, and then planned to go back to his room to wash and rest.

Unexpectedly, in the courtyard, he met Zhao Bolu who was wandering here, and the two lived in close quarters, separated only by a low wall.

Zhao Bolu looked preoccupied, looking up at the moon for a while, sighing, and looking down at his shadow for a while, shaking his head and smiling bitterly, not even noticing Zhao Wuxian's arrival.

Zhao Wuxian's heart was moved, he called a cronie, and said this and this in his ear, and after a while, the cronie came over with a lacquer plate and wine and food.

"Uncle?"

As soon as Bolu turned around, he saw Zhao Wuxian smiling brightly, holding up the porcelain wine pot that had been quite popular among the Jinlu nobles in recent years from the stone case in the courtyard, and invited Bolu:

"Uncle, you and my brother haven't seen each other for many years, why don't you come and drink together?"

Bo Lu was stunned for a moment, his lips moved slightly, he wanted to speak and stopped, and after repeating it a few times, he breathed a long sigh of relief: "Only, it's time to drink it once, and my brother just has something to say to you......"

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(To be continued.) )

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