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Chapter 452: Claiming to be King

On the thirteenth day of February in the thirteenth year of the Great Sui Dynasty, the weather was excellent, the sky was clear, there was no wind, and a few white clouds floating in the sky seemed to be embedded there, motionless. In the middle of February, there were already brave grasses that had broken open the small stones that were pressing on their heads, and stretched out their bodies in the early morning, which was still a little cold.

On this day, Junozawa was particularly lively, the drawbridge was lowered in the early morning, the city gate was wide open, and the soldiers standing on both sides of the city gate also seemed to be much more energetic than before, standing with their heads held high one by one, and some people kept secretly looking at the distance of the road. Everyone knows that today is a special day, and there are many people who don't see each other on weekdays who want to come back.

A soldier looked sideways and saw that the team was not paying attention to himself, and he whispered to the robe next to him, "Do you know who is coming back today?" ”

"Nonsense, the old general of Daxi and our old boss Zhang summoned the generals back to discuss the promotion of our big boss, of course, people with status have to come back!"

"General Xiong Kuohai is also coming back?"

"That's nature!"

"Hey!"

The armor soldier on duty waved his fist very slightly, lest the team see his small movements: "You don't know, when I joined the army, I thought of General Xiong Kuohai's heavy armor battalion, General Xiong is the hero in my heart, that figure, and that Da Mo knife, it looks majestic." It's a pity that I didn't pass the assessment at the beginning and couldn't enter the heavy armor battalion. ”

"How can it be unqualified? You're strong enough. ”

"Still not strong enough!"

He sighed and said, "I can easily lift the one hundred and fifty pound stone lock, but I can't dance." You don't know how harsh the conditions for recruiting recruits in the heavy armored battalion are, and now the heavy armored battalion does not exceed 4,000 people, if you think about it, you will know that only 4,000 people were selected from the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in our Yanyun Village and the millions of people in the three counties, tsk......"

"Shh......h It's coming, it's coming! ”

A puff of dust and smoke rose from the distance, and a large red flag fluttered in front of the team with the leap of the horses. The soldier's eyes were sharp, and at a glance he saw that the burly man carrying the majestic horse in front of him was the majestic sea. There is no other person in this Yanyun Village who is more majestic and burly than the Xiongkuohai, and the originally very tall Teller Biao sat down in the Xiongkuohai, and he also looked extremely aggrieved.

Li Xian has been thinking about when to find an old ox that travels thousands of miles a day and ride a horse, no matter how good the war horse is ridden by the majestic sea, it will lose its former demeanor. It's a pity that although the Great Sui has a lot of land and resources, it is really difficult to find a cow that can run faster than the Tler Hu. So Li Xian changed the target to pigs, and later felt that pigs were even more unreliable......

The defenders at the gate snapped and gave a military salute with one hand across their chests.

The majestic sea waved his hand, and when he reached the door, he could not help but let out a cry of joy, and he did not know how much pain he had endured along the way.

Li Xian, who was dressed in black brocade, was waiting at the door in person, and behind him were Qin Qiong, Pei Xingyan, Yu Wenshiji, Hou Junji, Du Ruhui and others.

"My subordinates have seen the lord in the vast sea!"

The majestic sea stood solemnly, and then performed a very standard military salute.

"How windy is it on the banks of the Yellow River? How fierce is the sun? I actually tanned you so much. ”

Li Xian sighed with emotion and laughed.

Xiong Kuohai smiled and said, "Does the lord know what the people from Su Dingfang on the other side of the Yellow River say about me?" They say that the face is born from the heart, and the face is black when the heart is black. A while ago, his subordinates lured the enemy over and swallowed his 1,200 naval army, sinking more than a dozen of his ships, Su Dingfang scolded me for being a black-faced ghost, but he just couldn't win, haha. ”

"If the heart is black, the face is black......"

Li Xian smiled: "If Luo Shixin hears your words, be careful that he is not finished with you." ”

Xiong Kuohai laughed, lowered his voice and asked, "The black-faced boy is here too?" ”

Li Xian shook his head and said, "He went back to Youzhou, how could Luo Yi let him out easily?" ”

"Then what am I afraid of!"

Xiong Kuohai smiled proudly, with a smug face.

He smiled and greeted Qin Qiong and others, he hadn't seen him for more than a year, everyone had something to say, and when he was talking, another team of people came on the official road, it was Xu Shiji, the military division of Yanyunzhai who was sitting in the two counties of Qilu, and Cheng Zhijie, the general of the Ma Army, and Wu Yunzhao, who had been promoted to Lang General.

Xu Shiji wore a Confucian shirt and looked extraordinary, dismounted and walked far away, walked quickly to Li Xian, and said deeply: "Subordinate Xu Shiji, please meet the lord." ”

"Subordinate Cheng Zhijie, meet the lord."

"Subordinate Wu Yunzhao, meet the lord."

Li Xian helped them up with a smile, and said with a smile: "Why are there so many rules, when we were in Yuncheng, we were all brothers, so it was awkward to look at it like this." ”

Xu Shiji said: "This time is different from the past, there is a difference between respect and inferiority, how dare subordinates forget the rules." ”

"Boring!"

Li Xian smiled: "Let's go, go back to the village first." ”

Everyone answered, and followed Li Xian into the city gate. The armor soldier glanced at the generals enviously, and muttered in a low voice: "Sooner or later, one day, I will also make immortal military achievements, and when the time comes, I can't say that the lord will personally wait for me to return victoriously in front of the door!" In the hall of righteousness, drink and talk with the lord! Fame but take it right away, how can a manly man be willing to be a pawn for nothing? ”

In such troubled times, who can hold a knife in his hand, who does not have some ambition in his heart?

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On the thirteenth day of February, almost all the important generals of Yanyunzhai returned to discuss the matter of Li Xian's promotion to the throne, and none of the thirty-six people who discussed in the Juyi Hall objected.

Li Xian also knew that refusing at this time would not only seem a little hypocritical, but also chill the hearts of many people. So he only pushed the throne of Dongping Gong, but refused to be the king. The generals bowed down and pleaded twice, and Li Xian agreed. Sitting on the big boss's wide chair covered with a white tiger skin, looking at the generals below who bowed and stood solemnly, he couldn't help but think of the white-faced Cao Cao. Then I thought to myself with some chagrin, and my face seemed to be very white.

On the day when Cao Cao called the King of Wei, was it not much different from the scene in front of him?

Cao Baimian used military power to intimidate the courtiers of the late Han Dynasty, and the courtiers did not dare to disagree. Coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, when he was promoted to the throne of Wei, was Cao Bai's face as high-spirited as he is now? It's just that Li Baimian's achievements at this time are far from being comparable to Cao Cao.

Since the great cause has been out of the jam for six years, seven years have passed, and now he has his own foundation, how can Li Xian be unhappy even if he is calm? So he's smiling, a pure smile without any other meaning. He knew that he had taken the first step to success, from the little boy who had to die to save his life, to a big man who turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain.

Ambition is a thing that always grows bigger with the continuous rise of status.

Li Xian never denied that he had ambitions, but his ambitions were calm enough.

King

This is how many men in this troubled world only dare to secretly fantasize in their hearts, and occasionally in their dreams they have become heroes who can guide the country freely, and when they wake up, they will have endless memories and even hate themselves for why they wake up so quickly, and the feeling of standing on the right will be intoxicating. It's just that the vast majority of people can only fantasize and envy the success of others. But Li Xian did it, and it took seven years, which is not too fast to say, but every step is solid and stable.

recalled the time when Zhang Zhongjian led people to protect him out of Daxing City, recalled the time when he lived in seclusion in a small village in Bazhou, Hebei, remembered the time when he first met Daxi Changru in Yuyang and said that his predecessors were good at swordsmanship, when he practiced swordsmanship in the nameless hill of the Saibei Grassland and studied the military book hard, when he returned to the Central Plains in the first battle and almost let the Tiefutu and the bloody cavalry fight out, when he only took seventeen people to Liaodong, and when he recaptured the body of Mai Tiecane on the bank of the Liaoshui River, I remembered the time when I took 20,000 soldiers to kill all the way back to the west bank of Liaoshui when I withdrew from Sashui, when I remembered when I raised troops in Yanshan and went south to kill Zhang Jincheng, when I remembered when I crippled Wang Bo of Zhishilang in the two wars, when Zhang Xutuo handed over Lu County of Qi County to myself, when I remembered the successive battles with Wagangzhai, and when I beat Yang Guang when I returned from Jiangdu, in the past seven years, the past is vivid.

Li Xian breathed a long sigh of relief, and then told himself, I will be lonely in the future, I am already a king!

Among the various anti-kings of the Great Sui, there is a seat for Li Xian!

"Isn't it time to discuss the name of the lord?"

Pei Xingyan said eagerly.

He was an impatient, and when he saw Li Xianying, he immediately raised the second topic.

"Dou Jiande is called the King of Xia, and Li Mi is called the King of Wei...... According to the humble opinion of his subordinates, our Yanyun Village is in Dongping County, how about the lord being called the East King? ”

Cheng Zhijie thought for a while and said: "I am a rough person, and I think the title of East King is imposing enough. ”

Qin Qiong said: "Then why can't it be the King of Qi?" ”

Yu Wenshi smiled and said: "I think that the first word of Yanyun Village is the best, and the lord is called King Yan, is it weaker than the East King in terms of momentum?" ”

"King Yan is good!"

The eldest grandson Wuji, who was invited to participate in today's meeting, still felt a little annoyed, and said in his heart Why do you have to find me if you are called the king, and scolded Li Xian fiercely in his heart, but he sat in the Juyi Hall for a while and was also infected by the scene in front of him, and involuntarily said: "The name of King Yan can best represent Yanyun Village, General Li also used the pseudonym Yanyun when he was in Liaodong, so no matter what you think, it is still the best King of Yan." ”

"King Yan?"

Li Xian couldn't help but think of another famous Yan Wanglai, but he would only appear in the later generations for a long time, with eight hundred slaves, he actually defeated a million imperial army and finally achieved a great cause.

"King Yan...... It's a good sign, just King Yan. ”

Li Xian waved his hand and said with a smile.

The people below were surprised for a while, and didn't understand what a good omen meant.

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Yanyun Village was draped in red and hung with colors, and the soldiers were very excited to know that Li Xian called King Yan, and the lord officially established his name, which was also a great thing for them. This has made everyone's future a little clearer, and the direction in which they are heading has become clearer.

Not to mention that Yanyun Village was overjoyed, the eldest grandson Wuji, who was detained in Yanyun Village, was still annoyed when he returned to the small courtyard where he lived. When he left the Juyi Hall, he suddenly realized why the generals in Yanyun Village had discussed the matter of Li Xian becoming king, but they also pulled themselves, an outsider, over.

"Damn! Shameful! ”

After entering the door, Changsun Wuji sat on a chair and scolded: "I already felt that Li Xian was a scoundrel and shameless, but today I found out his shamelessness, and I found that it was far from enough!" ”

"Brother, what's wrong?"

The eldest grandson Wuji poured a cup of tea and handed it to the eldest grandson Wuji and asked.

"I just understood why the people of Yanyunzhai had to do something for me, the day he became king, I also participated in it, if this matter reached the ears of Tang Gong, wouldn't I become a shameless villain? Am I not a traitor? Li Xian deliberately forced me into a corner, he just wanted to see my jokes. ”

"Tang Gong won't doubt it, besides, with his uncle here, my brother doesn't have to worry too much, it's just a little trick, how can Tang Gong not see how wise he is?"

"You're at ease."

The eldest grandson Wuji was annoyed: "We can't go back to Taiyuan, why aren't you in a hurry at all?" ”

"I'm not in a hurry."

The eldest grandson turned around like a butterfly and said with a smile: "There will be no danger if you are served here with delicious food and drink, and you don't have to look at your uncle's old face every day, why should I be anxious?" ”

Thinking of the wrinkled face of the eldest grandson Shunde, the eldest grandson Wuji burst out laughing: "If you let your uncle know, I won't tear your mouth." ”

"If you don't go back, you don't have to marry the second son."

The eldest grandson smiled innocently, the corners of his mouth overflowing with pride.

"What's wrong with the second son, you don't like him so much?"

"Brother, when a woman marries, what do you like or dislike? How many are married to the ones you like? It's not that the parents' family arranges to marry whoever they marry? It's just that I don't want to marry him, doesn't my brother know why? ”

The eldest grandson Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Tang Gong's family affairs, don't talk about it." ”