Tianluo, the capital of the country of the Great Liang, since the Great Liang was forced to move south by the Northern Qi Dynasty, the capital has been built here for a hundred years, although the city houses are lined up, pedestrians are blazing, but in addition to some restaurants near and far, and the mansions of the heroes and generals in the distance, all the houses are hardly more than two zhang high, looking at it, the golden and brilliant building in the afterglow of a day in the distance is naturally the imperial city.

In the first month of the year, Kyoto is far from a remote town, with talented people from all over the country, wealthy merchants rubbing shoulders with each other, and even yellow-haired and blue-eyed missionaries appearing in the streets.

The sound of singing and dancing in the imperial city was endless, and the courtiers kept entering and leaving the palace gate, obviously just ending the early dynasty.

In the main hall, the old man in the imperial robe stood in the golden and brilliant imperial study, quietly watching a pair of words in front of him, and the left and right palace ladies stood with their heads bowed and even breathed inaudibly.

On the white rice paper, there is only one small poem:

Jin Ge Iron Horse shook the border pass, defending the territory and attacking the city soaked in blood. The old and the new words are alternated, who pities the white bones and artemisia.

Zhao Xian wrote this poem just to satirize the many talented people present at the time, but he didn't expect that this poem was a satire on the current situation of Daliang in Shen Lingshan's eyes.

The Great Liang is the world of the literati, because the Great Liang is supported by the scholars, and the supervisors in charge of rewards and punishments in the various armies are all people of the Auxiliary State Hall, and the emperor himself is sent by the emperor to monitor the movement of soldiers and horses in various places, and when necessary, he can exercise the power of commander to command the army.

The literati believed that it was their responsibility for the people of the world to live and work in peace and contentment, and they thought about the people everywhere.

But who has mercy on the generals and soldiers who paid the entire army in order not to hurt the mob who helped the Northern Qi siege the city?

Shen Lingshan once served as the commander of Jinling City, and his 30,000 soldiers fought to 800 people, and at the end of the road, he relied on martial arts to assassinate the enemy's main general, Lei Ke, and became famous in a battle with today's status.

But as Zhao Xian said, he has nothing to be proud of, he could have stood in the city and easily blocked the Northern Qi, but could he defend it?

Kneeling down to worship a person underground, with a red robe and white beard and a calm face, it was Shen Lingshan, the secretary of the military department of the Great Liang, who stood quietly waiting with his head down.

"Good word." After a while, the old man in the imperial robe raised his eyes slightly, did not comment on the content of this pair of words, looked at Shen Lingshan who was kneeling on the ground, and said softly: "Shen Aiqing, you have inspected Jiangnan on behalf of me to find this good character, and I am very happy." ”

Emperor Liang beckoned slightly, and the attendant next to him put away the scroll and quietly retreated to the side.

Only mention the words, not the text.

Shen Lingshan slowly shed a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, thought slightly, kowtowed and said loudly: "The Great Liang is peaceful and peaceful, and the style of writing in various places is very heavy is the blessing of the Great Liang, this sub-scroll is written by a blacksmith in Changzhou for Zhao Xian, the old minister saw that his handwriting was quite good and brought it back to ask His Majesty to take a look, but it is a pity that this son is only outstanding in writing but quite superficial, not a great talent, marching and fighting is even more ignorant, reading his young and ignorant, Your Majesty should not take it seriously." ”

Shen Lingshan's forehead touched the ground, his attitude was humble, and he quietly waited for Emperor Liang's reaction.

Emperor Liang nodded slightly, and praised lightly: "It's just a blacksmith, Changzhou's literary style is really prosperous, this son can write this good word, and it can be regarded as the best literary style among blacksmiths." ”

Emperor Liang opened his mouth to smile, and Shen Lingshan immediately bowed down, and said with a smile: "What Your Majesty said is extremely true, and this son is probably the best among the literati." ”

"Hahaha..." Emperor Liang and Shen Lingshan both smiled heartily, and the corners of Gong E's mouth next to him also revealed a hint of smile.

The blacksmith has the best literary talent, and the literati have the best iron, and this person is really opportunistic, what kind of real skill can this be.

Shen Lingshan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and was about to retire, but the shouting of the inner servant came from far outside the hall:

"Report! God bless the beams, the border pass victory! Jinling victory! Report! God bless the beams, the border pass is a great victory..."

A sound came from far and near, and the surrounding palace ladies turned their heads to watch, with a hint of joy in their eyes.

Emperor Liang got up suddenly, and only then did his eyes show real joy: "Hurry up." ”

There was a hint of surprise in Shen Lingshan's eyes, seeing this, he hurriedly walked to the chamberlain who came in to take the official document, but he was curious but didn't dare to open it, and respectfully handed it to Emperor Liang.

An old eunuch hurriedly took it, and under the instruction of Emperor Liang, he carefully opened the paper seal, revealing a hint of joy, and read in a male duck's voice: "The Northern Qi thieves led Lexa and 20,000 soldiers and horses to raid Jinling on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Weichen led the entire city of Jinling to defend it, Yue Jiheng, the son of Yue Pingyang Yue Dudu, led 3,000 troops out of the city to intercept it, but the enemy army was too powerful to lose more than half of the defeat, when the city was in danger of survival, Cheng was blessed with the might of the saint, the spirit of the magnificent heroes, a small general in the army suddenly killed, and rushed into the Northern Qi formation with 400 foot soldiers, Single-handedly wounded the enemy generals Lexa and Shi Yuan, and no one could stop him in the formation several times, and none of the foot soldiers he carried retreated, and the reinforcements arrived in time at the last moment, and successfully defeated the Northern Qi thieves to protect the city of Jinling..."

"What a tiger general!" When Emperor Liang heard this, he couldn't help but clap his hands violently: "I haven't heard such an exciting twist and turn for a long time, reward, give me a good reward for the soldiers of Jinling." ”

"Your Majesty is blessed, this is a blessing for the Great Liang." Shen Lingshan was shocked by this good news and hurriedly praised it.

Emperor Liang also nodded slightly, and laughed: "Shen Aiqing, this favorite general is even more majestic than you were back then." ”

Shen Lingshan hurriedly lowered his head and said yes, he personally slaughtered Lexa's younger brother Lexa Reyk, of course he knew who Lexar was, and when he saw that someone had defeated Lexar's subordinates, he couldn't help but ask: "Father-in-law Liu, who is the surname of this young general, and who is it?" ”

Seeing that Emperor Liang was happy, Gonggong Liu also smiled on his face, hurriedly took a closer look, and said: "This tiger general's surname is Zhao Mingxian, who is only seventeen years old in Changzhou, and you are fellow villagers with Lord Shen. ”

When Gonggong Liu said this, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and said secretly: Isn't this who wrote just now? Gonggong Liu's face stiffened slightly, and he lowered his head and held his breath without saying much.

Emperor Liang was quite surprised, a trace of discoloration flashed in his deep eyes, looking at Shen Lingshan who began to sweat again, he shook his head and smiled: "Shen Aiqing, this Zhao Xian, you have lost your eyes, he fought very well in this battle, so good that my heart is, pass him into Beijing, I want to see him in person." ”

"What Your Majesty said is extremely true, and the minister is guilty." Shen Lingshan's face was beaten, his eyelids jumped a few times, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to say more.

The eunuchs next to him were a little more curious, they had such feats at the age of seventeen, and they didn't have to think about it to know that they were developed, and they were personally summoned by His Majesty to enter the Beijing Saint, and their future was limitless.

Zhao Xian sat on a boat, of course, the speed was not as fast as the official family's 800-mile urgent official document, walking and stopping along the Yangtze River, and the first month was almost over before reaching Dongting Lake.

In early spring, the spring is cold, but the peach buds on the branches have been spitted, and the grass on the ground has already sprouted pale green sprouts.

Zhao Xian sat at the small table, his hair tied up in a casual robe, and carefully pondered the black and white chess pieces on the table.

Slowly blowing into the cabin with a chilly majesty, Su Wanyun, who was on the opposite side, brushed the black hair hanging from her ears, and said lightly: "Wuzi Lianzhu, you lost again." ”

"Cut!" Zhao Xian's face was slightly depressed, he had never met an opponent in Changzhou for several years, and the words on the boat were very boring, he taught Yijun to play chess a few days ago and was seen by Sister Su, and he was also quite interested in learning two hands, who thought that she would be interested in it, and he took pleasure in abusing Zhao Xian throughout the day.

Yijun was still sleeping, Zhao Xian could only accompany Su Wanyun to play chess, he raised his hand to separate the black and white, and said helplessly: "What is there to be arrogant, look at my game to let you have a son." ”

Su Wanyun shook her head slightly, put the bamboo basket aside, raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Xian and said seriously: "Playing chess with you is quite boring, I'm about to fall to Kyoto, I'll tell you what you should know." ”

Make no mistake, I dare to say it's boring to win again and again? Zhao Xian was unconvinced, but the chess thing was really not her opponent, so she played with the chess pieces and said, "What should I know?" ”

Su Wanyun smiled lightly: "Yijun's purpose for letting you go to Kyoto, you should know, right?" ”

"Let me pretend to be her old lady's grandson as heir, I know." Zhao Xian nodded very uninterestedly, and ran to be someone's grandson for no reason, which was really embarrassing for him.

"What I'm telling you now is what you need to know next." Su Wanyun continued: "From today on, your surname is An, your milk name is Li'er, you are seventeen years old, you are the eldest grandson of the An family, and your task is to inherit the An family's property. ”

"Wait!" Zhao Xian raised his head and asked, "What is Anjia?" ”

Since he is the eldest grandson of the An family, then Yijun is also surnamed An, An Yijun, a very nice name.

But when he heard that he was going to inherit the An family's property, Zhao Xian felt uncomfortable for a while, which understood that the family property of the partnership deceived others, and it was a little too inferior.

Su Wanyun sorted out his thoughts, and said seriously: "An Yubo, the ancestor of the An family, was originally a farmer in Qingshan Town, joined the army after the Liang moved the capital to Tianluo, and made great contributions to the southern and northern wars, and was awarded the title of the town of Guogong, and the famous generals of the An family have come out in succession, and it has been said that the town of the country is full of dust, and he is also the first general of the Great Liang, and the saint is the general of the town of the country, and the official worships the captain, in addition to the soldiers and horses of the two fortresses of Jinling and Jiangcheng, the rest of the soldiers and horses are dispatched by the Zhenguo Gong, and his army is brave and good at fighting, and is respected by the people as the 'Anjia Army'......"

"Wait!" Zhao Xian's head was in a cold sweat, he thought it was a money cheated by going to a big family, what kind of mess is this?

The corners of Zhao Xian's mouth twitched slightly: "What do you mean, don't you want me to go to the house of the prince of Chaozhen, pretend to be his eldest grandson, and inherit his position?" ”

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