At dawn the next day, Ye Yingwu was dusty, and the horse's hooves stepped on the border of Longxing Mansion.

Last night's events had been hastily covered up, and even the governor of Raozhou and the general judge didn't know that Ye Mengding had been assassinated at this moment under his rule. As for why Ye Mengding suppressed the matter, Ye Yingwu knew it, and with Wen Tianxiang's intelligence and knowledge, he could guess one or two. Jiang Wanli and others have not yet gained a firm foothold on Jiangnan West Road, and at this time, even if there is a lowly official who has not figured out the twists and turns behind this assassination, it is possible to detonate the last party struggle in the last days of the Southern Song Dynasty.

With a lot of thoughts in his heart, Ye Yingwu lost his interest in enjoying the scenery.

The rain had stopped, and a rainbow hung faintly among the white clouds in the distance.

Nanchang County, where Longxing Mansion is located, is already in sight, and if you count the previous life, Ye Yingwu can be regarded as a revisit to his hometown.

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His Excellency King Teng, the Ganshui River flows north.

Recalling that Wang Bo splashed ink here, and the book was a splendid article, Rao is an old man of Ye Mengding's age, and he is also heroic in his heart, not to mention Wen Tianxiang, Ye Yingwu and other young and vigorous juniors. Even Yang Bao and other accompanying soldiers, who have always been incomprehensible, can't help but be solemn and respectful under the high-rise buildings overlooking the land of Jiangxi and accepting the tide from all directions.

At this time, the Tengwang Pavilion is the Hongzhou prefect Fan Tan rebuilt in the second year of Daguan, this pavilion "Chong 30 has 8 feet, the old base is 40 feet, increase the height of one-tenth. The north and south are thought to be in the city, and the two pavilions are sandwiched", and it is precisely the Tengwang Pavilion of the later generations that is rebuilt according to the drawings of the Song Dynasty, so Ye Yingwu stood under the high steps at this time, looked up, and the scenery was almost the same as in his memory, and his heart was naturally full of emotion.

I want to be at the beginning, the green mountains are still the same, the Ganshui flows north, I accompanied a group of dead friends and beautiful people who don't know how many girlfriends came here, the wind howled, high-spirited, once upon a time, the old place revisited, things are not people, the last days of the Southern Song Dynasty seven hundred years ago, there was only one left to move forward alone, wanting to do his own strength, holding the day.

At this time, the three old men with flowing clothes were smiling, as if they were fairy wind bones, and they had already stepped down the high steps, and they did not see their old age at all. In the center is Jiang Wanli, who has the lowest official position, on the left is Wang Yao, and on the right is Zhang Jian, these three people are not only the leaders of the world's Shilin, and the opponents that Jia Nidao regards as a thorn in the side, but also the current leader of the Jiangnan West Road, whether bright or dark.

Of course, now I have to add Ye Mengding again.

The four old men who had been reunited for a long time met under the majestic pavilion, which naturally became a major event in Shilin, and it was precisely because of this meeting of the Tengwang Pavilion with historical significance that the four were respected as the "four sages" by later scholars, and they have been eating blood since then.

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"King Teng's high pavilion is in Jiangzhu, Pei Yuming Luan sings and dances······" On the high pavilion, the ribbons fluttered, and the dancers sang Wang Bo's "Tengwang Pavilion Poems" and danced. The dancing belt is still around, and the singing is long, and it even has the meaning of the poem.

In this singing, it seems to have returned to the banquet that shocked China, the young man who raised his glass and sang, the pair of bright eyes, the arrogant and outstanding figure, and the three thousand prosperous and ten-zhang soft red that belonged to the Tang Dynasty.

It's just, it's just, Jiang Wanli, can they not know that this Lang Lang poem is full of pain about things and people? But no one stood up, and everyone greeted each other and toasted each other in this song.

Ye Mengding was a guest from afar, and he couldn't help but say that he was invited to take a seat, and the remaining three people sat left and right. The remaining two people of the Jiang family's three Kunyu, Jiang Wanzai and Jiang Wanqing, were accompanied at the last seat. As for Ye Yingwu and the other juniors, they were already familiar with each other, and the seniors sitting at the table also turned a blind eye and had no restraints, so they sat around casually, throwing away any rules.

Jiang Hao's injuries had already healed, and he laughed and held down Ye Yingwu with Wang Jin, Zhang Cheng and others to pour wine. Although Wen Tianxiang and Ye Yingji couldn't bear it, they also knew that it was futile for them to go up to stop them.

As for the Jiang family, such as Jiang Cheng, Jiang Duo and others, after all, they were not so familiar with Ye Yingwu, but they respectfully came up to wash the dust for Wen Tianxiang, Wen Tianxiang came out of the Bailuzhou Academy, and he was also their senior brother, and there was no omission in etiquette when he came to toast and wash the dust.

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"Zhenzhi, did you meet Cheng Shenfu in Raozhou? Since the court asked him to go to supervise the army, the meaning is very clear, once Xiangyang is surrounded, the military states of Jiangnan West Road will inevitably do their best to support the prosperity of Yuanlie's nephew, once there is no army in his hands, how is the entire Jiangnan West Road different from a lamb to be slaughtered? Jiang Wanli said slowly, raising his eyes to look around, Wang Jian and Zhang Jian had obviously figured out the stakes, and their faces were very heavy.

No one mentioned the bloodshed in the stormy night in that small town in Raozhou, maybe because Ye Mengding's deliberate concealment did not spread, or maybe everyone knew it but did not break the stakes. The Yanyan princes in the Tengwang Pavilion, even if they were talking about everything on weekdays, did not mention this matter, as if they all knew that this was a bottom line that could not be easily touched.

Regarding Jiang Wanli's question, Ye Mengding couldn't deny it, frowned, and naturally kicked the ball down: "In this way, since Yuanlie is the key at this time, why don't I wait for the old guy to listen to his opinion first?" ”

Jiang Wanli nodded, but found that the dense children and nephews below had already made a mess, and Ye Yingwu could not be seen at all, but he immediately found that his son Jiang Hao brought over a wine jar, and rushed to the densest part of the crowd with a smile, and Wang Jin and Zhang Cheng had the same expressions as him. And Wen Tianxiang and Ye Yingji stood outside the circle, with some hesitation and panic on their faces.

All of you here are human spirits, and you still don't understand what's going on. Jiang Wanli, Wang Yao, and Zhang Jian were all red-faced, and even Jiang Wanzai and Jiang Wanqing, who were accompanying them, were a little unbearable on their faces. On the contrary, Ye Mengding smiled: "It's okay, the friendship of the juniors is like this, I should be pleased, or let's drink this glass of wine first." ”

The more Ye Mengding didn't care, the more Jiang Wanli's old face couldn't hang up, he drank all the wine in the cup, and then slammed the case: "Where is Yuanlie Xian's nephew?!" ”

The old man shouted violently, ringing like a bell, and the entire hall was instantly silent.

Jiang Hao and the others realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly let go of Ye Yingwu, who was flushed, and fled. And Wen Tianxiang and Ye Yinghe, who couldn't bear to look at it for a long time, hurriedly helped Ye Yingwu, who was overwhelmed, left and right.

"Yuanlie Xian nephew, wake up first." Jiang Wanli stepped forward, the maids who were waiting had already served Ye Yingwu and drank the sobering soup, Ye Yingwu opened his eyes vaguely, and suddenly saw a big face in front of him, and he was startled, if it wasn't for his brother Ye Yinghe and his eyes quickly pressed him, I am afraid that with Ye Yingwu's body, Jiang Wanli would be knocked out completely.

"The little nephew is rude, please forgive your uncles." Ye Yingwu hurriedly surrendered his hand, but he was dizzy and didn't know why the yamen who were still swarming up just now had disappeared completely, but seeing Jiang Wanli's somewhat embarrassed face, he naturally gloated in his heart, and it was estimated that he couldn't see Jiang Hao for several days, maybe even Wang Jin and Zhang Cheng couldn't see it.

Wang Yao got up and comforted: "There is no need for the virtuous nephew to be like this, the old man wants to hear the virtuous nephew's opinion on Xing** and Xiangyang as mutual aid." ”

The feelings are for this matter, and it is no wonder that these people above are all thorough civil officials, and their fighting skills are not even as good as Ye Yingwu's personal soldier Yang Bao, if they can have any high opinions, it would be strange.

However, these people still had such foresight, and the only means they adopted throughout the last thirteen years of the Song and Yuan wars was to constantly force Jia Yidao to fight in the court, and they did not interfere much in the specific matters of engagement. Of course, in the end, because the military strength of the Southern Song Dynasty was indeed a scumbag, and Jia seemed to be cunning and cunning like a loach, it was not clear to hook up with the north, and it was really thankful that he could win the battle.

Ye Yingwu didn't shirk anymore at the moment, and after arching his hand, he said loudly:

"Princes, in the eyes of the younger generation, the naval army of Xing** and Zhang Dutong (Zhang Shijie was the commander of the two Huai Commanders) and the elite of General Su should not be worried about the survival of Xiangyang City. You must know that the Yuan Lord Kublai Khan inherited the mantle of Genghis Khan and was the master of great talent, and the Yuan General Ashu and others under his command were not short-sighted, so before attacking Xiangyang, we must be able to see the importance of our three armies. ”

Ye Mengding, Jiang Wanli and the others had their eyes lit up, and they all bowed their heads, they had thought of this, but they really didn't think deeply about the stakes, they just thought that having these three military horses stationed in the lower reaches of the river could contain the attention of the Mongolian army.

After receiving recognition and encouragement, Ye Yingwu let go and continued: "Forgive the younger generation for being disrespectful, although Cheng Gong, the supervisor sent by the imperial court, is my great Song Dynasty, but he is slightly inferior in military strategy, coupled with the lack of contact and cooperation between our three armies, it is easy to give Mongolia a fatal flaw. Although facing the Mongol army was the battle-hardened Huaishang elite soldiers, if the Mongol army poured out of the nest and the number of Huaishang elite soldiers was small, it would definitely be defeated. And I am afraid that at that time, Xing** on the south bank of the Great River did not even receive the news, and Zhang Dutong's naval army could not go ashore to support, so that the momentum of Xing** and Xiangyang's horns would inevitably be greatly weakened, and even Xiangyang City had to send troops to Hanyang and other places to prevent the Mongolian army from crossing the river downstream.

Therefore, the younger generation believes that the top priority is to select elite soldiers from the Jiangnan West Road, and at the same time maintain constant contact with General Su and Zhang Dutong, once the Mongolian army goes south to attack Huangzhou and other places, Xing** can cross the river under the cover of Zhang Dutong's water division, or attack the Yuan soldiers in a left and right pincer shape with General Su, or attack the flank of the Yuan soldiers so that they have to retreat, or cut off the grain route of the Yuan soldiers so that they really have no return! Once this happens, not only will the position of Xing ** be more prominent, which can attract the attention of the Yuan soldiers, so that they dare not besiege Xiangyang as they want, but also effectively combat the arrogance of the Yuan soldiers and buy us time to breathe. Taking advantage of this rare and precious opportunity, with the talents of the princes and the ability of the soldiers under his command, he can take advantage of the great victory and form an elite team that can compete with the Mongolian army. ”

Ye Yingwu talked eloquently, and he didn't pause until he finished speaking, and his dizzy head just now caused by being drunk became extremely clear and sober at this time. What Ye Yingwu thought was deduced from the history that was about to happen, but this was something that Jiang Wanli couldn't have imagined, and it sounded really shocking at this time

Pointing out the country and inspiring words, my generation should be like this!

There was silence in the entire Tengwang Pavilion.

Whether it was the few old men sitting on it, or the younger generation such as Jiang Hao behind Ye Yingwu, they were completely suppressed.

Ye Yingwu's strategy can be said to be bold and reckless, but it is reasonable. And this idea is indeed feasible and achievable. At this time, the Southern Song Dynasty, after a hundred years of weakness, did need a victory no less than the battle of Yue Pengju Yuncheng, the battle of Yu Yunwen Caishiji, and no less than the battle of Wang Jian's Diaoyu City to boost the morale that was getting lower and lower.

"Zhenzhi, the Ye family is blessed." Jiang Wanli let out a long sigh. Wang Yao, Zhang Jian and others also echoed in agreement. Even if it is not said that once the victory brings all kinds of conceivable benefits to the Southern Song Dynasty, just the realization of Yue Wumu's last wish to clean up the old mountains and rivers can make Jiang Wanli and other honest courtiers who are unwilling to go along with the traitors like Jia Yidao fall for it.

What's more, even if it fails, it is only that Xiangyang is besieged, and with the talents of the brothers Lu Wende and Lu Wenhuan, the Mongolian soldiers who are not good at attacking fortifications and have no water division will not be able to break through the strict barrier for three and five years, of course, they will not expect that there are Zhang Hongfan and others in the Mongolian army, but they are famous generals of the Han water division who have not yet released their light at this time.

(Note: Liu Quan, who had a decisive impact on the Battle of Xiangfan, led the defenders of Luzhou and his naval divisions to surrender to Mongolia in the second year of Jingding, that is, in 1262 AD, and the fundamental reason for this was the contradiction between Liu Cheng and Lü Wende.) After Liu Chuan surrendered, he entered Beijing to attack Xiangyang in order to advance southward, which eventually became the final strategic direction of Kublai Khan's attack on the Southern Song Dynasty. At this time, Liu Cheng was still in Luzhou, although he had lost most of the land under his command, but it was also a force that Lu Wende did not dare to ignore, shocking the Song army in Sichuan and Xiangfan. ）

Thinking of this, Ye Mengding's face showed a light smile. He didn't think that Wang Yao's gang of people could be noble enough to serve the country wholeheartedly, and Ye Yingwu's comet-like rise was a rare reliance and opportunity for every fox friend who had a close relationship with him, that is, the people in the family who sat in the princes' homes.

The hall erupted in applause.

Suddenly remembering something in his heart, Ye Mengding suddenly looked at Jiang Wanli with some anxiety, Jiang Wanli was also an old fox, of course he understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "The prince of the town, please rest assured, the people who can come to this table are either the protégés of the old man's cronies, the children of the Jiang family, or the sons and nephews of the king and Zhang Zhugong, all of whom are people of good character, and they will never leak the news." ”

Ye Mengding breathed a sigh of relief gently, he was still relieved of Jiang Wanli's arrangement. Just as Jiang Hao and the others looked over here with a smile, the wine jar in their hands appeared from time to time, obviously preparing to ask the leader first. Ye Mengding was worried that there was no place to divert the attention of Jiang Wanli and the others, so he simply smiled and nodded, and sold his son without hesitation.

After getting Ye Mengding's acquiescence, Jiang Hao took the lead and took a group of fox friends to press Ye Yingwu to the ground and continue to pour wine, and he had already put on a posture of letting Ye Yingwu lie down and go home.

Ye Yingwu originally wanted to call his father for help, but when he saw it, even Ye Yinghe and Wen Tianxiang, who had just extended a helping hand, hurriedly hid far away for fear that Jiang Hao and others would involve themselves on a whim.

And this group of heroes meeting has inexplicably become Ye Yingwu's stage alone.

Seeing Ye Yingwu being overwhelmed by the crowd, Jiang Wanli and the others laughed regardless of their identity. Ye Mengding simply tapped the dishes with chopsticks, and chanted loudly: "Yuzhang Ancient County, Hongdu Xinfu, the stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu······"

He chanted for a while, and Jiang Wanli casually picked up: "The three rivers and the five lakes, the control of the barbarian Jing and the introduction of Ouyue, the treasure of the world, the ruins of the dragon light shooting bullfight, the outstanding people, Xu Ru's couch under Chen Fan······"

Outside the window, the rain has passed, the breeze is coming slowly, and there are lonely birds flying high, and the sky is the same color for a long time.

Several old people hold wine glasses in their hands, leisurely reciting the famous "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", and the juniors who sit down are either frolicking with each other, or fighting wine and poems, and are very happy.

This banquet, which gathered all the leaders of Shilin, will eventually be recorded in the annals of history, but what the princes did not know was that when later people talked about this banquet, they mentioned more than the old men who were above them, but the young people below. Because it is those young people who are fashionable and have no proper shape, who finally supported the toppled sky and the continuous incense of the nation.