Gao Ying and He Ruobi are all veterans of Kaisu.

Since Emperor Wen of Sui Emperor Yang Jian usurped the Zhou Dynasty, famous ministers and famous generals have emerged one after another. But when it comes to the best, it must be Gao Ying.

It's just that Gao Ying stood on the wrong team in the battle for the prince.

Queen Dugu is still there, and she also pities Gao Ying's talent, and repeatedly knocks on the side, hoping that Gao Ying can give up the hidden prince Yang Yong and support Yang Guang, the king of Jin at that time. It's just that Gao Ying is difficult to ride a tiger. In public and private, he couldn't give up the hidden prince Yang Yong, which completely angered Queen Dugu. This pillow wind is the most terrifying, Rao Yangjian attaches great importance to Gao Ying, and because of the instigation of Queen Dugu, Gao Ying was removed from his official position, and Yang Guang successfully became the prince.

At the beginning of the great cause, Yang Liang, the king of the Han Dynasty, rebelled, and the hidden prince was ready to move.

In addition, in this deep palace, there are all kinds of rumors, and Yang Guang reactivated Gao Ying and He Ruobi under internal and external troubles.

It's not that he really values the talents of Gao Ying and the others, but that under the circumstances at that time, using Gao Ying and He Ruobi can stabilize the situation to the greatest extent. Whether it is for Prince Yin or for the Eight Great Pillar Kingdoms, Gao Ying has a huge deterrent power. It was also the resurgence of Gao Ying and He Ruobi that made Guanzhong stabilize.

Yang Su was able to defeat Xiao Maha in the shortest possible time, capture Yang Liang, and quell the Shandong Shima Rebellion.

Now, the situation has stabilized.

Yang Guang's throne is stable, and no one can shake it.

In addition, after he ascended the throne, from Pei Shiju's strategy, he divided and disintegrated the countries of the Western Regions, and established four counties after defeating Tuyuhun. The earlier suspicions about him gradually subsided. The construction of Xinluo City made Yang Guang temporarily get rid of the pressure of the Guanlong nobles to some extent, and at the same time strengthened his control over the Kwantung clan.

Gao Ying and He Ruobi also became a thorn in Yang Guang's eyes and a thorn in his flesh.

This time, Yang Guangxing was fortunate to be outside the Sai and feasted on the grassland Hu tribe. Gao Ying and He Ruobi said in private: Your Majesty is too luxurious.

But this sentence reached Yang Guang's ears.

I was worried that I wouldn't have a chance to clean up the two of you, but the two of you were sent to the door. A vain discussion of the government and politics is enough to kill Gao Ying and He Ruobi on the following charges. The two wives and concubines became slaves and maids, and all the clansmen were sent to the frontier, and the two famous families since the opening of the emperor immediately became an empty ...... It's hard to say whether Yang Guang is right or wrong, the emperor's mental tricks are difficult for ordinary people to figure out, maybe he is using such a way to warn those Guanlong nobles.

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The green bamboo leaves are shining in the late autumn afternoon sun.

The afternoon light is slowly returning to the sky. The sunlight that was shining in the bamboo forest just now only shone on the tall blades of grass. The shadow of the bamboo forest in the west has extended to the depths of the bamboo garden, which makes the bamboo forest deep and elegant.

Under the verandah of the bamboo building, clusters of yellow flower dragon buds bloom. Poking his head out in the west-slanting light, he swayed curiously.

Autumn is said, and it has leisurely stepped into the twilight.

Zheng Yanqing sat lazily on a bamboo chair in the verandah, forcing his eyes, as if he was pretending to sleep, and as if he was listening to the whispers of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the bamboo garden.

In a flash, it has been nearly four years since he wrote about Zhongyong.

From an immature boy, he has also grown into a young man. A lot has happened in four years...... But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him. In the midst of many concerns, he did not write half a poem, and said that he either read and practiced calligraphy, or rode a pony, wandering idly at the foot of Longmen Mountain, just like a hermit wandering in the mountains.

In the outside world, there are all kinds of rumors.

Some people say: Half of the Yuan Jun has exhausted Jiang Lang's talents, just as he said in the article Hurt Zhongyong, he is not known to everyone.

Some people also say: Banyuanjun is accumulating, accumulating stronger and more fiery talents, once it blooms, it will definitely shock the world......

But no matter what others say, Zheng Yanqing turned a deaf ear.

In the second year of the Great Cause, that is, in the middle of last year, Yang Guang, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, formally established the imperial examination and opened the first Jinshi Department in Chang'an.

Du Ruhui returned to his hometown on the orders of his father, and obtained a first-class evaluation for a "Treatise on the Middle", becoming the first batch of Jinshi since the Great Cause. To be precise, the essay on the middle is born out of Zheng Yanqing's "Yuan Dao" theory, and many of its views are the same as the original way. So much so that many people laughed and said that Du Ruhui studied under Banyuanjun. However, it cannot be denied that there is indeed something to be said in the middle theory.

In the first year of the Great Cause, Du Guo died due to physical discomfort.

The momentum of the Du family is not as good as before. Although Du Ruhui's father Du Zha still served as the governor of Changzhou, he had not been promoted for several years, and his future was obviously not very clear. Du Ruhui's Zhongjin Shi this time undoubtedly has great benefits for the Du family. It is precisely because of Du Ruhui's success that Du Guo's young son, Du Ruhui's uncle Du Yan, successfully entered the Guozi Prison. As long as the situation is stable, Du Yan will be able to gain fame sooner or later, and the Du family will be able to live without fear of wind and rain.

After Du Ruhui was a jinshi, he was awarded the title of Gongcao of Chang'an County.

With fame, Du Ruhui can no longer be as free as before. At the urging of his family, Du Ruhui had to say goodbye to Yanqing and rushed to Chang'an County to take office. Du Ruhui's departure made Yanqing's life a lot less fun. However, just like the poem made by Mr. Su Dongpo: The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows.

Only when there is a difference can there be a reunion.

Yan Qing doesn't remember whether Du Ruhui in history has been a jinshi, but now he is very happy to see him make such progress. After a few years of getting along, Du Ruhui's edge was gradually revealed. So decisively, the article reveals an old-fashioned and spicy temperament. Perhaps, he is slowly getting closer to Du Ruhui in history.

A crisp sound of hooves woke up Yan Qing's dream.

He opened his eyes and stood up from the bamboo chair, the thin blanket sliding to the ground.

It's the little girl's cover again! Zheng Yanqing stretched his waist and turned his head to look into the bamboo building. At this time, the little girl should be in the kitchen, busy with dinner with Sister-in-law Mao. These two days they were mysterious, which made people feel a little strange. Speaking of which, Mao Ya is older than Yan Qing, but for Yan Qing, she is a little Lori after all.

Rubbing his nose, he bent down to pick up the thin blanket and put it on the bamboo chair.

Yan Qing walked down from the porch, and saw a white horse with a divine steed running up to him, shaking his head and tail, and snorting.

"Ha, I'm back from a walk!"

The white dragon horse that Zhang Zhongjian gave to Yanqing has now become a tall horse.

Ping Yueli was walking near the bamboo garden, and Yanqing didn't restrain it too much. The pony has become a big horse, and the four hooves of this white dragon horse are as white as jade, and they run like an eagle falcon soaring into the sky, so Yan Qing gave this white dragon horse a good name: Jade Hoof Jun.

Historically, Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, had eight horses, including a horse named Baihowu.

Zheng Yanqing is also learning and using it, and simply calls his white dragon horse Jade Hoof Jun, which can be regarded as a kind of tribute.

Jade Hoof Jun squeezed his head into Yanqing's arms, Zheng Yanqing hugged the huge horse's head, stroked it lightly for a while, and then patted it gently.

Only then did Jade Hoof Jun turn aside satisfied.

On the bamboo forest path, a horse-drawn carriage came slowly.

The person who drove the car was the lame Mao Wang. He parked the car in the open space between the three bamboo buildings, then jumped out of the car, first saluted Zheng Yanqing, and then lifted the curtain, and saw three old men walking down from the car. The person at the head is, of course, Zheng Shi'an. Four years later, his hair has turned gray, but his spirit is still strong.

Behind him was a huge old man with a large height and a round waist.

With a height of more than two meters, in Zheng Yanqing's eyes, how to look at it and feel awkward. One is bearded, and the skin is black and purple.

As soon as he got out of the car, he smiled and said to Yan Qing: "Yan Qing baby, you haven't seen me for a long time!" ”

"Hello Grandpa Sledgehammer!"

Zheng Yanqing stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

The old man next to the sledgehammer looks the oldest. His hair and eyebrows are white, and his face is round, always with a smile.

"What are you going to do? See if you can strike iron?

Qingwa'er, don't pay attention to this big hammer. Well, Qingwa'er is getting more and more handsome...... Compared to the last time I saw you, this head has grown a lot taller. But don't learn this big hammer, you will look like a stupid big man, and you won't be able to find a daughter-in-law in the future. ”

Zheng Yanqing stepped forward with a smile and saluted, "I've seen Grandpa Wang." ”

The round-faced old man, named Wang Zheng, was once a tiger under Zheng Wei in the past. In the fourth year of Renshou, Zheng Renji arrived outside Luoyang City and blocked the road with the old army, and the leader was Wang Zheng. He is older than Cheng Sai Anxiong's sledgehammer and has the highest prestige among the residents of Tianjin Bridge. I'm always smiling, but when I have a seizure, it's very scary.

Zheng Shi'an told Yanqing: Among the old soldiers, if you talk about strength, the male sledgehammer is the most.

But if it is said that it is brave and fierce, no one can surpass Wang Zheng. When Zheng Wei was fighting, he was surrounded by thieves. Wang Zheng fought naked, beheaded twenty-three people in a row, and fought his way out of the encirclement with Zheng Wei. Because of this war, Zheng Wei was called Wang Laohu.

Wang Zheng waved his hand with a smile and said, "Don't be polite to celebrate the baby......

Hehe, listen to the big nose, today is your birthday. Grandpa Wang has no long things, and he doesn't know what you like. But I heard that you also practice martial arts, and your kung fu is not bad. Grandpa Wang thought about it for several days, and gave you this pair of broken knives, don't refuse. ”

As he spoke, Wang Zheng took out a pair of clumsy, slightly mottled horizontal knives from the carriage.

One big and one small, one long and one short. The large horizontal knife is about one meter long, and the small horizontal knife is about half a meter long. The scabbard is made of black cowhide and has no decoration on it. Black papaya gauntlets with black hilts tinged with a strange red.

Zheng Shi'an couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it, "Lao Wang, this is your ancestral ......"

"What an ancestral heirloom." Wang Zheng smiled: "That was to lie to you at the beginning." This was snatched back from a thief chief when I was killing thieves in Liyang with the great general. At that time, you were staring like wolves, and I made up a lie, saying that it was an ancestral heirloom...... Hehe, since the general left, this cross knife has not drunk blood. ”

Wang pressed the stretch spring with his forehand, and with a loud bang, the big horizontal knife was unsheathed.

The remnant sun is like blood, reflecting on the edge of the horizontal knife, and there is a touch of demonic blood red. Presumably, this pair of horizontal knives killed countless people back then. As soon as it came out of the sheath, there was a faint smell of blood. Wang Zheng sheathed the horizontal knife and stuffed it into Yan Qing's hand.

"If a husband doesn't kill, how can he be called a husband?

Qingwa'er, I used this pair of cross knives to kill more than 100 people back then. I'll give it to you today, but don't tarnish it. I've been staying here for the past two days and I'm going to teach you the Eight Ways of the Cross...... Oh, don't worry, the trick is simple. ”

The so-called Eight Methods of Cross is still the method of using the long and short knife taught by Zheng Wei to Wang Zheng.

But after Zheng Wei's death, no one would use the Eight Methods of Cross except Wang Zheng. Even Master Zheng doesn't know how to cross the knife.

Yan Qing hurriedly thanked him and took the long and short knife.

At this time, Mao Ya ran out of the kitchen, first stepped forward to say hello, and then stood behind Zheng Yanqing.

Xiong Da Hammer smiled and said, "I originally wanted to build a weapon for you as a gift, but since Brother Wang gave you this cross knife, I won't bother anymore." Unfortunately, I don't know how to make a lance, otherwise I would have been able to handle it. ”

Making a lance is not an easy task.

Zheng Yanqing learned from the horse lance book given to him by Li Ji that it was very difficult to create a good lance. Not only is the forging process of the lance head extremely exquisite, but even the lance has special requirements. Generally speaking, most of the horse lances created in the neighborhood only have their shapes, but not their spirits. Therefore, a good lance is worth a thousand gold.

The craftsmanship of the male sledgehammer is not bad, and the crafting of swords is also excellent.

But when it comes to making lances......

Xiongdahammer said regretfully: "If you want to say that this Heluo land, everyone is controlled by the lance, and there is no one better than Zhou Shanyan." It's a pity that ten years ago, the Yan family suffered a tragedy, and all 127 people in the family were killed. After that, Yanhu and everyone disappeared, and they never heard from him again. It's been many years, and I don't know if Yanhu is alive or dead? ”

Zheng Yanqing shook his head and looked at the male sledgehammer.

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Yanqing got a gift, and the brothers should also take out the tickets!

The new week has arrived, and the old and new need more support from everyone, and in the same way, the old and new will work harder in return.

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