There were no sturdy horses like Cao Cao, nor as luxurious pomp as Yuan Shu, a carriage drove in Hedong like this, and the old servants and sleepy boys who had been driving in front of the car were the only embellishments of this convoy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ahem, ahem." Because the rudimentary carriage was not very well sealed, the dust splashed would occasionally run into the carriage.

A man who is not confused keeps sweeping the dust in front of him with his hands, but his thin body is obviously already unbearable...

"Prince!" A young man in his twenties looked anxiously at the middle-aged man, swept the dust off his sleeves for him, and then spoke.

"The trip of these days is really difficult for the prince, the prince is a university questioner, originally this time the east of the river by me and the root to come, why should the prince so personally bear the pain of the carriage and horses?"

The young man had said these words many times in the past few days, but every time he saw Wang Lie in front of him coughing like this, he always couldn't bear to ask.

"You'an." Wang Lie's exact age in 182 should be forty-two years old, but from now on, it seems that he is about ten years older, but it does not affect his Confucian temperament at all, a smile flashed on his thin face, and he rubbed his temples and said.

"Those of us who read the books of the sages are supposed to experience the suffering of the people, and this trip is nothing... Besides, I inquired yesterday and learned that Kang Chenggong is also here, and carefully calculate that Kang Chenggong is also sixty and five this year... I, Wang Lie, can still bear this little hardship when I am not confused..."

Guan Ning and Bing Yuan on the side were all in the same place when they heard the words, but Bing Yuan, who had always been taciturn, rushed to say.

"Where did the news of the prince come from, Kang Chenggong can succumb to Hedong, that is really a big face for the Wei family..."

Wang Lie still looked old and talkative, and said: "When I stopped in Wenxi yesterday, I already heard that Kang Chenggong's convoy was early and we left a day earlier, so the news should not be wrong." ”

After tightening the quilt wrapped around his body again, he said: "I am afraid that Kang Chenggong is forced to come this time, the art of refining salt of the prince of the Wei family has been related to the foundation of the people, we are all saint disciples, even if we are used by the world family to stand on the cusp of the wind and waves, we are willing...

It wasn't just the three of us who denounced the Wei family at the beginning, Kang Chenggong also stood up... If the family pours into Hedong today, how can Kang Chenggong, as a great Confucian of the time, not witness this grand event in person? ”

Guan Ning Bingyuan nodded one after another.

And Wang Lie moved his gaze to Guan Ning's body, "You'an, I forgot to tell you something, I heard yesterday that Ziyu was also in Kang Chenggong's convoy." ”

Guan Ning was stunned, and gradually remembered the man who had been reading with him in his mind.

As early as five or six years ago, he and Bingyuan, Hua Xin was respected by the world as "a dragon", he was the head, Bing Yuan was the belly, and Hua Xin was the tail.

The friendship between the three is not irreversible. Especially that Hua Xin, if it weren't for that incident in the past two years, he might have become best friends with Hua Xin.

But those two things have really been indifferent to fame and fortune, and I can't tolerate them. The gentleman loves money in a good way, and he will never look at the gold nuggets dug up from the vegetable garden land, but Hua Ziyu is different, and the eyes he looked at the gold nuggets carefully at that time have been taken into Guan Ning's eyes.

Guan Ning knew that Hua Xin's eyes were a kind of longing.

The saint only reads the books of the sages, no matter how flashy his world is? When Hua Xin put down the book and watched the traffic on the street, he had already decided that it was not false that he was a good friend, but this did not mean that Hua Xin could go against his original intention.

If he is given another chance, Guan Ning will still choose to cut the table, he knows that he and Hua Xin are not wrong, the fault is that the wrong is the difference in concept, but as the so-called Tao is different, why should he compromise for the sake of that friendship?

How can people be ruthless? After all, they were playmates since childhood, Guan Ning and Hua Xin had been separated for two years and had no news from each other, but now that he heard the news of Hua Xin's arrival in Hedong from Wang Lie, who was also a teacher and friend, he almost didn't hold back his excited eyes.

"Ziyu..."Guan Ning forcibly suppressed his excitement...

Damn the early winter weather can change, it was still cloudy just now, and now it is raining heavily, Guan Ning carefully raised the fire in the carriage more vigorously, Bing Yuan has already called back Wang Lie's boy and the old servant back to the carriage, this day is indeed not suitable for hurrying...

Rainy days may not be suitable for the Confucians to move on, but it is not a problem for soldiers who are used to their military careers.

A handsome man in his old age led the way on a white horse, and behind him was a young man in his early twenties riding a black horse.

They came to inspect whether the heavy rain had caused the mountain road in front of them to be blocked, and the combination of these two people under the heavy rain was like a big brother who thought he had been famous for a long time and his little brother who had just debuted.

And in fact, it is.

The handsome man saw that the road ahead was still wide, and a satisfied smile flashed across his face, and he randomly patted his good horse and was about to turn around.

"Xuande, let's go, I have to go back to restore my master's life."

The man behind him let out a simple oh, and galloped back with his senior brother, but he was very annoyed, why was his dark horse so uncompromising, but he was thrown so far away by his senior brother in just a breath.

After resuming their lives, despite the heavy rain, the three of them continued to move forward with a lot of men and horses.

This is probably the only team that came to Hedong this time to represent the imperial court.

Lu Zhiguan worshiped Zhonglang General, and the court had been suppressed by the Ten Standing Servants for a long time, but he also understood the importance of refined salt to the court and the world.

Although since the Han Dynasty, salt and iron have been collected for national marketing, but now after all, it is not the prosperous Han Dynasty in the Western Han Dynasty, and the long-term party and eunuch struggle has exhausted the national strength of the Han Dynasty.

This time he asked to come to Hedong, he is different from Huangfu Song Zhu Jun, he is not a pure military general, and Zheng Xuan is the same as Ma Rongmen, he is a Confucian general in the true sense.

Because the Confucian general is more concerned about the people's livelihood, because the Confucian general knows the importance of refined salt better, fortunately, there is no obstruction from Zhang Rang and others this time, in the eyes of Zhang Rang and other ten permanent servants, I wish to drive a soldier like Lu Zhi out of the government and the opposition as soon as possible, and I can go for a few days!

Lu Zhi looked at the two apprentices beside him, and he was quite satisfied. Gongsun Zhan is handsome and brave, and Liu Xuande is young but has a lot of personality. Taking advantage of the heavy rain, he suddenly wanted to sweep away all the depression, and couldn't help but speed up his horse for a while, wanting to enjoy the feeling of galloping in the rain.

But Liu Bei behind him is not in the same mood as his master, he was originally a clan member of the Han family of King Jing of Zhongshan, and he wanted to make a career when he was able to worship Lu Zhi in the middle of his family.

This time, with the master's mission, he was about to really go out, and once he lost Lu Zhi's protection, he didn't think of his next trip at all.

Liu Xuande struggled to hold the horse's belly, wanting to make himself faster so that he would not fall too far from the master and his brother, he was only twenty-one years old, and he was so tired that he couldn't tell the difference between sweat and rain.

Maybe he has to go back to his hometown Zhuojun to continue the life of weaving mats and selling shoes, he really didn't think that he had anything else to do, he slightly remembered what he said when he was a child, "I must take this feather to cover the car", and now he knows that he is too far away from his goal...

Looking at the handsome man in front of him, Liu Bei's heart only has envy and admiration, just this year his senior brother Gongsun Zan has been named a cavalry governor because of his meritorious service to quell the chaos Zhang Chun, and later because of the attachment of the Wuhuan leader, he has become a Zhonglang general, and he has been named the Marquis of the Pavilion...

He's just eight years older than himself, and he already has his own domain, but what about himself? Why didn't I? Liu Bei's helplessness and envy slowly turned into jealousy, and he didn't know the change in his heart at this moment.

At this moment, Liu Bei set a rough plan for himself, he began to laugh wildly, and began to slap the horse's back in the face of the heavy rain, wanting to catch up with the two people in front of him...

But the dark horse, which is not very good, doesn't seem to understand the psychology of the owner very well, and slowly loses some strength... Liu Bei's face turned red, and he could only slow down his horse speed and integrate into the large army.

How beautiful the ideal is, how cruel the reality is...

It was not only Liu Xuande who was roaring, but his grandson Zan was also roaring, but his roar was not the same resentment as Liu Bei, he no longer showed his pride all the time.

At some point, Gongsun Chan had discovered his love for white horses, and after he had his own domain, he began to make a cavalryman with white thoroughbreds.

He wanted to be fast, he wanted to be faster, and only faster than those nomadic barbarians could he slaughter them all. The land of China will always be Han orthodoxy, and only the dead Hu people are good Hu people, these ideas have taken root in his heart as early as when he was a child, and now they have become towering trees.

Gongsun Chan no longer roared, his handsome face hung a smile again, this time he went back to Luoyang to congratulate his master on his birthday, and he happened to meet the master who was going to Hedong, so it was convenient for his little junior brother Liu Bei to escort the master to Hedong.

He doesn't care about the right to sell refined salt at all, he can already buy a large amount of refined salt with the money he robbed of the Hu people, what does he want to do with the right to sell? His family is just a strong family, not a family, Lao Tzu has the money to buy enough refined salt for Lao Tzu's army to eat, and it is enough to divide your egg sales rights.

Besides, no matter how pure the refined salt is, is it tempting to have the heads of those Hu people?

Gongsun Chan looked back at the hundreds of white horse troops behind him, and he had been worrying about what kind of name to give this army.

But at this moment, he seemed to have some clues.

The soldiers and horses led by the three of them galloped rapidly in the territory of Hedong, if it is now raining heavily in Hedong, then this army must be the overwhelming white lightning!

"That's right! It's the white horse! ”

Gongsun Chan suddenly couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Where righteousness goes, life and death go hand in hand! The sky can be learned, and the white horse is the proof! ”

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