Hearing the word send, Xiao Yan's chest tightened, and he almost jumped up from the soft couch

This matter was the most inhumane of the future measures that he and Fang Teng had withdrawn from everyone and secretly discussed in the dead of night. Now it is clearly revealed from the mouth of the old seed

In the tent, it was quiet, and only Xiao Yan could hear the sound of heavy breathing that Xiao Yan couldn't contain. The beads of sweat on his face couldn't help but be more at this time, but Xiao Yan didn't wipe it.

The old man looked up at the top of the tent and spoke in a distant voice. As he continued to speak, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally continued leisurely.

“………… The Great Song Dynasty can fight now, but there are too few of them............ That's too little............ As early as a few decades ago, only one of our Western Army remained. Now even the Western Army is old.

………… Tens of thousands of sons of the Huanqing Army have been buried on the banks of the Gaoliang River. Now even Qin Fengjun is leaving the Western Army. Once you become a general, you will use more intrigue and intrigue thoughts, and you will naturally have less to fight in a down-to-earth battle. Even if there are still two armies of Jingyuan and Xihe, but our brothers are both old, the commander's blood and blood are insufficient, the generals have their own thoughts, and the soldiers are arrogant. Whether this Western Army can still fight a tough battle and a hard battle, who can know? (Delivered in June)

………… Your army of gods and warriors is always victorious, and it is not easy to come by, and most of the success is lucky. But now there are so many thousands of elite cavalry, once there is a police in the north in the future, and the barbarian iron cavalry will go south, the Great Song Dynasty will no longer have the tens of thousands of elite cavalry in Hedong, Hebei a hundred years ago, and can only count on you, a Shenwu army."

The more the old seed spoke, the more heavy his tone became, and Xiao Yan also restrained his other thoughts, and listened to the old seed calmly.

“………… If the Shenwu Victorious Army is in the hands of the Sanya, even if you can walk in the Privy Council, the influence it will inevitably exert is limited. Captain Sanyagao, who is already too old to be old, now has the mentality of getting by and not having any trouble. You can't directly take charge of the army, and it's really hard to predict what will happen to the Shenwu Changsheng Army in the future............ What's more, you may not be in the Privy Council, and you won't even be able to exert influence on the Shenwu Victorious Army, which is much more important than your Xiao Yan."

With a miscellaneous group of people in one hand, the small white-collar workers in the 21st century were courageous, and they escaped death several times to fight such an iron army and such a prestige. In the end, he said that he was far less important than the Shenwu Victorious Army. Xiao Yan didn't know whether it was better to go to the corner of the tent to draw circles or cry three times. In the end, I could only touch my nose and say nothing.

The old man looked at Xiao Yan, as if he knew his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Housheng, this is not to erase your role............ It's just that the Great Song Dynasty no longer has a white army and a Shengjie army, and they are handed over to someone to hone in ten thousand deaths. You have to understand this, in addition to the Western Army, that is, the Shenwu Winning Army, which is already the most important weapon of the military state of the Great Song Dynasty, so the old man can only tell the truth, Xiao Xuanzan, maybe ignore the old man's hard work? ”

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and muttered, "I can understand, I can understand............"

The old man ignored him anymore and continued to talk to himself: "............ Since the Shenwu Changsheng Army is so heavy, it can't all be handed over to the Sanya, and some of the people must be sent before returning to Bianliang, so that you can let Xiao someone directly control it, continue to sharpen the generals, and expand the strength. When the dark clouds in the north are coming, this military horse can stand between heaven and earth under the command of your Xiao Yan, when it is in front of the Hu cavalry that is pouring all over the mountains and fields."

Speaking of this, the old seed was also excited, and his eyes were wide open. A pair of old and faint eyes, shining, as if reflecting the Hu Qi who came all over the mountains a few years later, the beacon fire from north to south, and tens of thousands of Song Jian'er, rushed forward without hesitation, when in front of those Hu Qi, the little vitality left by the old man seemed to be burning at this moment, his eyes were blazing, just looking at Xiao Yan

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, if you were at that time, you wouldn't be as you keep saying. When the leader Song Jian'er stood in front when he needed to redeem this day, if you were consistent, then the old man's hard work was not in vain. If you don't have a good mouth, even if the old man has turned to dust at that time, even if he turns into a ghost, he will not let you go."

Xiao Yan stood up solemnly and bowed deeply to the old seed. He finally understood now why Lao Chong had been helping himself like this, and it was not him Xiao Yan who did not hesitate to hold on to the end, although he smiled and the six white teeth were very cute. What the old breed did was still for the sake of the winning army under his command

The military general of the Great Song Dynasty, Xiao Yan has seen a lot along the way. Either they only know how to compete for power and profit, or they have no sense of the future crisis. I have to do so many things in these four years. Sometimes I can't wait to grab the ears of the people who pull my hind legs, and shout at them: "Do you know that after four years, all the products of the pinnacle of civilization in this era that you enjoy in the Great Song Dynasty will be wiped out in four years. Lao Tzu kills, Lao Tzu is beaten like a dog, Lao Tzu is bumpy on horseback, a pair of white and tender thighs are grinding out of calluses, Lao Tzu is still a virgin in this era, you don't work yourself, don't find some trouble with Lao Tzu, will you die? ”

There are only old species, only old species. This old man who has been gone for a long time. Seeing this qiē clearly, it seems that he also understands his own thoughts. In the year since he crossed by himself, he is the only one who supports himself

Moved, Xiao Yan couldn't help but sigh. The Great Song Dynasty has been a monk for more than 100 years. But at this moment, is it only himself, a traverser, and an old man who is about to die, that he thinks about how to avoid the demise of the Great Song Dynasty in the future? What happened to the princes in charge of this era, which made the Han civilization suddenly slide down from its peak. Until a thousand years later, generations of people with lofty ideals have tried their best to return this civilization to where it should be

After the salute, Xiao Yan didn't say any more kind words, but asked in a deep voice: "Old Breed Xianggong, how does this distribution of strength proceed?" ”

The old man stared at Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan and him looked at each other equally, and they didn't dodge or retreat for a minute. After a long time, the old man nodded and smiled faintly: "............ At this point, you and the Fang family kid have also talked a lot. You're not a good person............ To distribute strength, in the old man's opinion, there are only two important places. Yandi Danzhou, it's almost that you and the Fang family kid are firmly in control. Even if the imperial court sends this Lu Wenchen, for a time in this chaotic place, it may not be able to effectively govern the four subordinates, and in a nearby border place like Danzhou, I am afraid that there may not be a governor who will take office in a year or two. As long as there is no big mess for a while, the imperial court estimates that it doesn't even think about Danzhou. You can send a detachment of men and horses to control this place. Soldiers and horses can be used to train Yandi Haoqiang, once the Jurchen makes any moves, this is also the best warning place............ What's more, near the border of Danzhou, horses can be sold, and the price of horses in the Great Song Dynasty is so high, I'm afraid that you, a person who has returned to the south, can hardly imagine such a big profit, how can you be willing to give it up? If you hadn't grabbed Danzhou, the old man would have to send some people to stay here and not leave."

The last sentence is almost a joke, the Jingyuan Army and even the Western Army, all they want to think about now is to go home. The supply of the Western Army was already abundant, and horses from the Western Xia could also be sold in Shaanxi. The generals have no interest in facing the Jurchen nose, so it is better to go back and continue to be neighbors with the Tangut people, who are already weak.

Danzhou can't let go, which is also the consensus of Xiao Yan and Fang Teng. I just thought that I could train the strong and strong, strengthen the strength of the department, and at the same time use it as an early warning for the Jurchen troops. I really didn't think of selling horses, and when the old breed mentioned it, Xiao Yan felt that the golden light suddenly flashed in front of him. At this time, even if 10,000 Jurchen iron horsemen suddenly went south, he would use his milk strength to dominate this Danzhou and not leave

Gritting his teeth in his heart, Xiao Yan still had a calm expression on his face, and asked lightly: "Old breed Xianggong............ Where else is the matter? ”

The old breed didn't hide his selfishness, and replied with a smile: "Isn't it in Baigou Henan, where the Song-Liao border was that day?" The strength of distribution is not all in Yandi, the distance is too far, once it changes, it is difficult to control. Even if you are a henchman left in Yandi, how can you take care of it for a while when you are in Bianliang? It is an eternal truth that the farther away the superior is, the easier it is for his subordinates to waver in their loyalty............ Therefore, it is necessary to set up a military horse in Baigou Henan, at the border of Song and Liao, one is to send military horses to Danzhou as a harem to respond, and the second is to deter Danzhou military horses, I think it is also in the calculation of you and the Fang family's boy? ”

This Xiao Yan and Fang Teng had indeed thought of it, but compared to the old race, who had been in a high position in the Western Army for decades or thirty, the benefits and disadvantages were by no means as clear and clear as the old race. He will definitely not be worse than the old one, and where he has extensive knowledge, modern people will definitely surpass the old one. What is not comparable to him is this experience of decades of ups and downs in the officialdom of the Great Song Dynasty, and his grasp of the hearts of the people in this era

For a while, all Xiao Yan had in his heart was admiration, so he could only nod silently. If the old breed is not really sick and lacks energy, how can Tong Guan be pressed in real history? He crossed over and changed the general trend slightly, and the old seed shrewdly intervened in the meantime, and with his strength, he overturned Tong Guan with his own hands and preserved the strength of the Western Army. This old man is really an old fox who has only been seen in his life

The old man didn't care at all about what Xiao Yan was thinking now, and continued to say slowly: "............ Baigou Henan, after all, has always been in the Song Realm, and it is under the jurisdiction of the magistrate. There is no larger place to accommodate the distribution of military horses. Over the years, the war has beaten both sides of the Baigou River to pieces, and the four people have run and abandoned I don't know how many fields. It's a very cheap thing to set up a grange now............ The customs of the people in the border areas have always been fierce, even if they are magistrates, they will not care much about this grange for a while............ Besides, the purchase of land is also a piece of belonging. As for how well you operate and how much hair you can grow, it will depend on your ability to give birth to you when the time comes. You can't do this, the old man still wants to help you? ”

Xiao Yan didn't know how many times he got up, and bowed deeply: "The old breed teaches the princess, the younger generation has no teeth and does not forget that once the younger generation can gain a firm foothold in the Great Song Dynasty, he will even make some progress. In the future of the Western Army, the younger generation will be thorough to the end. In the future, once Hu Qi invades the south, he will be at the forefront, and he will naturally be a junior."

The old seed finally finished asking Xiao Yan, and at this moment it seemed that all his energy was exhausted. Leaning on the couch, his face was only a sickly blush. The blazing gaze in his eyes just now was completely gone, only a faint flicker.

He calmly accepted Xiao Yan's big salute and said with a smile: "I hope so, everything the old man can do has already been done."

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Money, privy, flattery, distribution.

As a human minister today, what he can say and what he can't say are all entrusted to Xiao Yan. Although Xiao Yan already somewhat understood what the mentality of the old breed was, he still listened to it with cold sweat on his back. During this period, the trust is deep and the sustenance is heavy, and it is difficult to experience this heavy pressure unless you are in it.

As a military minister of the Great Song Dynasty for decades, the old seed has been at the forefront of the front, and now he is still in charge of the last field group of the Great Song Dynasty. Compared with other high-ranking scholars, his eyes are not limited to the square inch of Bianliang, he sees farther and thinks more deeply. On the occasion of his dying old age, he looked at the battles he had fought for in the past few decades very lightly, and finally thought about this great Song Dynasty

I don't know how many people I have promoted in my life, but this last and heaviest blue eye was added to Xiao Yan, a traverser

And can you afford to pick up this burden?

No matter what you think, it's useless, anyway, this burden has already been picked up and put on your shoulders.

Xiao Yan and Lao Chong looked at each other speechlessly, both with silent and indifferent expressions. Xiao Yan is not a disciple of the old kind, and the path that the two will take in the future, except for the cooperation in the Western Army, will never intersect. Xiao Yan may soar into the sky, or he may fail miserably. And the old kind is to maintain the situation of the Western Army, no longer have any limelight, and quietly wait for the last point of his years in this world to end. One old and one young, a year ago, they were thousands of years apart. At this time, it is just in this last days, the wind and clouds will meet, and they will come to one place.

………… Your army of gods and warriors is always victorious, and it is not easy to come by, and most of the success is lucky. But now there are so many thousands of elite cavalry, once there is a police in the north in the future, and the barbarian iron cavalry will go south, the Great Song Dynasty will no longer have the tens of thousands of elite cavalry in Hedong, Hebei a hundred years ago, and can only count on you, a Shenwu army."

The more the old seed spoke, the more heavy his tone became, and Xiao Yan also restrained his other thoughts, and listened to the old seed calmly.

“………… If the Shenwu Victorious Army is in the hands of the Sanya, even if you can walk in the Privy Council, the influence it will inevitably exert is limited. Captain Sanyagao, who is already too old to be old, now has the mentality of getting by and not having any trouble. You can't directly take charge of the army, and it's really hard to predict what will happen to the Shenwu Changsheng Army in the future............ What's more, you may not be in the Privy Council, and you won't even be able to exert influence on the Shenwu Victorious Army, which is much more important than your Xiao Yan."

With a miscellaneous group of people in one hand, the small white-collar workers in the 21st century were courageous, and they escaped death several times to fight such an iron army and such a prestige. In the end, he said that he was far less important than the Shenwu Victorious Army. Xiao Yan didn't know whether it was better to go to the corner of the tent to draw circles or cry three times. In the end, I could only touch my nose and say nothing.

The old man looked at Xiao Yan, as if he knew his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Housheng, this is not to erase your role............ It's just that the Great Song Dynasty no longer has a white army and a Shengjie army, and they are handed over to someone to hone in ten thousand deaths. You have to understand this, in addition to the Western Army, that is, the Shenwu Winning Army, which is already the most important weapon of the military state of the Great Song Dynasty, so the old man can only tell the truth, Xiao Xuanzan, maybe ignore the old man's hard work? ”

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and muttered, "I can understand, I can understand............"

The old man ignored him anymore and continued to talk to himself: "............ Since the Shenwu Changsheng Army is so heavy, it can't all be handed over to the Sanya, and some of the people must be sent before returning to Bianliang, so that you can let Xiao someone directly control it, continue to sharpen the generals, and expand the strength. When the dark clouds in the north are coming, this military horse can stand between heaven and earth under the command of your Xiao Yan, when it is in front of the Hu cavalry that is pouring all over the mountains and fields."

Speaking of this, the old seed was also excited, and his eyes were wide open. A pair of old and faint eyes, shining, as if reflecting the Hu Qi who came all over the mountains a few years later, the beacon fire from north to south, and tens of thousands of Song Jian'er, rushed forward without hesitation, when in front of those Hu Qi, the little vitality left by the old man seemed to be burning at this moment, his eyes were blazing, just looking at Xiao Yan

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, if you were at that time, you wouldn't be as you keep saying. When the leader Song Jian'er stood in front when he needed to redeem this day, if you were consistent, then the old man's hard work was not in vain. If you don't have a good mouth, even if the old man has turned to dust at that time, even if he turns into a ghost, he will not let you go."

Xiao Yan stood up solemnly and bowed deeply to the old seed. He finally understood now why Lao Chong had been helping himself like this, and it was not him Xiao Yan who did not hesitate to hold on to the end, although he smiled and the six white teeth were very cute. What the old breed did was still for the sake of the winning army under his command

The military general of the Great Song Dynasty, Xiao Yan has seen a lot along the way. Either they only know how to compete for power and profit, or they have no sense of the future crisis. I have to do so many things in these four years. Sometimes I can't wait to grab the ears of the people who pull my hind legs, and shout at them: "Do you know that after four years, all the products of the pinnacle of civilization in this era that you enjoy in the Great Song Dynasty will be wiped out in four years. Lao Tzu kills, Lao Tzu is beaten like a dog, Lao Tzu is bumpy on horseback, a pair of white and tender thighs are grinding out of calluses, Lao Tzu is still a virgin in this era, you don't work yourself, don't find some trouble with Lao Tzu, will you die? ”

There are only old species, only old species. This old man who has been gone for a long time. Seeing this qiē clearly, it seems that he also understands his own thoughts. In the year since he crossed by himself, he is the only one who supports himself

Moved, Xiao Yan couldn't help but sigh. The Great Song Dynasty has been a monk for more than 100 years. But at this moment, is it only himself, a traverser, and an old man who is about to die, that he thinks about how to avoid the demise of the Great Song Dynasty in the future? What happened to the princes in charge of this era, which made the Han civilization suddenly slide down from its peak. Until a thousand years later, generations of people with lofty ideals have tried their best to return this civilization to where it should be

After the salute, Xiao Yan didn't say any more kind words, but asked in a deep voice: "Old Breed Xianggong, how does this distribution of strength proceed?" ”

The old man stared at Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan and him looked at each other equally, and they didn't dodge or retreat for a minute. After a long time, the old man nodded and smiled faintly: "............ At this point, you and the Fang family kid have also talked a lot. You're not a good person............ To distribute strength, in the old man's opinion, there are only two important places. Yandi Danzhou, it's almost that you and the Fang family kid are firmly in control. Even if the imperial court sends this Lu Wenchen, for a time in this chaotic place, it may not be able to effectively govern the four subordinates, and in a nearby border place like Danzhou, I am afraid that there may not be a governor who will take office in a year or two. As long as there is no big mess for a while, the imperial court estimates that it doesn't even think about Danzhou. You can send a detachment of men and horses to control this place. Soldiers and horses can be used to train Yandi Haoqiang, once the Jurchen makes any moves, this is also the best warning place............ What's more, near the border of Danzhou, horses can be sold, and the price of horses in the Great Song Dynasty is so high, I'm afraid that you, a person who has returned to the south, can hardly imagine such a big profit, how can you be willing to give it up? If you hadn't grabbed Danzhou, the old man would have to send some people to stay here and not leave."

The last sentence is almost a joke, the Jingyuan Army and even the Western Army, all they want to think about now is to go home. The supply of the Western Army was already abundant, and horses from the Western Xia could also be sold in Shaanxi. The generals have no interest in facing the Jurchen nose, so it is better to go back and continue to be neighbors with the Tangut people, who are already weak.

Danzhou can't let go, which is also the consensus of Xiao Yan and Fang Teng. I just thought that I could train the strong and strong, strengthen the strength of the department, and at the same time use it as an early warning for the Jurchen troops. I really didn't think of selling horses, and when the old breed mentioned it, Xiao Yan felt that the golden light suddenly flashed in front of him. At this time, even if 10,000 Jurchen iron horsemen suddenly went south, he would use his milk strength to dominate this Danzhou and not leave

Gritting his teeth in his heart, Xiao Yan still had a calm expression on his face, and asked lightly: "Old breed Xianggong............ Where else is the matter? ”

The old breed didn't hide his selfishness, and replied with a smile: "Isn't it in Baigou Henan, where the Song-Liao border was that day?" The strength of distribution is not all in Yandi, the distance is too far, once it changes, it is difficult to control. Even if you are a henchman left in Yandi, how can you take care of it for a while when you are in Bianliang? It is an eternal truth that the farther away the superior is, the easier it is for his subordinates to waver in their loyalty............ Therefore, it is necessary to set up a military horse in Baigou Henan, at the border of Song and Liao, one is to send military horses to Danzhou as a harem to respond, and the second is to deter Danzhou military horses, I think it is also in the calculation of you and the Fang family's boy? ”

This Xiao Yan and Fang Teng had indeed thought of it, but compared to the old race, who had been in a high position in the Western Army for decades or thirty, the benefits and disadvantages were by no means as clear and clear as the old race. He will definitely not be worse than the old one, and where he has extensive knowledge, modern people will definitely surpass the old one. What is not comparable to him is this experience of decades of ups and downs in the officialdom of the Great Song Dynasty, and his grasp of the hearts of the people in this era

For a while, all Xiao Yan had in his heart was admiration, so he could only nod silently. If the old breed is not really sick and lacks energy, how can Tong Guan be pressed in real history? He crossed over and changed the general trend slightly, and the old seed shrewdly intervened in the meantime, and with his strength, he overturned Tong Guan with his own hands and preserved the strength of the Western Army. This old man is really an old fox who has only been seen in his life

The old man didn't care at all about what Xiao Yan was thinking now, and continued to say slowly: "............ Baigou Henan, after all, has always been in the Song Realm, and it is under the jurisdiction of the magistrate. There is no larger place to accommodate the distribution of military horses. Over the years, the war has beaten both sides of the Baigou River to pieces, and the four people have run and abandoned I don't know how many fields. It's a very cheap thing to set up a grange now............ The customs of the people in the border areas have always been fierce, even if they are magistrates, they will not care much about this grange for a while............ Besides, the purchase of land is also a piece of belonging. As for how well you operate and how much hair you can grow, it will depend on your ability to give birth to you when the time comes. You can't do this, the old man still wants to help you? ”

Xiao Yan didn't know how many times he got up, and bowed deeply: "The old breed teaches the princess, the younger generation has no teeth and does not forget that once the younger generation can gain a firm foothold in the Great Song Dynasty, he will even make some progress. In the future of the Western Army, the younger generation will be thorough to the end. In the future, once Hu Qi invades the south, he will be at the forefront, and he will naturally be a junior."

The old seed finally finished asking Xiao Yan, and at this moment it seemed that all his energy was exhausted. Leaning on the couch, his face was only a sickly blush. The blazing gaze in his eyes just now was completely gone, only a faint flicker.

He calmly accepted Xiao Yan's big salute and said with a smile: "I hope so, everything the old man can do has already been done."

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Money, privy, flattery, distribution.

As a human minister today, what he can say and what he can't say are all entrusted to Xiao Yan. Although Xiao Yan already somewhat understood what the mentality of the old breed was, he still listened to it with cold sweat on his back. During this period, the trust is deep and the sustenance is heavy, and it is difficult to experience this heavy pressure unless you are in it.

As a military minister of the Great Song Dynasty for decades, the old seed has been at the forefront of the front, and now he is still in charge of the last field group of the Great Song Dynasty. Compared with other high-ranking scholars, his eyes are not limited to the square inch of Bianliang, he sees farther and thinks more deeply. On the occasion of his dying old age, he looked at the battles he had fought for in the past few decades very lightly, and finally thought about this great Song Dynasty

I don't know how many people I have promoted in my life, but this last and heaviest blue eye was added to Xiao Yan, a traverser

And can you afford to pick up this burden?

No matter what you think, it's useless, anyway, this burden has already been picked up and put on your shoulders.

Xiao Yan and Lao Chong looked at each other speechlessly, both with silent and indifferent expressions. Xiao Yan is not a disciple of the old kind, and the path that the two will take in the future, except for the cooperation in the Western Army, will never intersect. Xiao Yan may soar into the sky, or he may fail miserably. And the old kind is to maintain the situation of the Western Army, no longer have any limelight, and quietly wait for the last point of his years in this world to end. One old and one young, a year ago, they were thousands of years apart. At this time, it is just in this last days, the wind and clouds will meet, and they will come to one place.

In the end, the old and the young all smiled and said goodbye to each other.

"The old breed is a father, Xiao has a future, and he will never forget the old breed to mention today"

"Housheng, what is your future, I'm afraid the old man won't be able to see it. I hope that in the future, you will not live up to the old man's hard work, do not live up to this Great Song Dynasty, and do not live up to this trillions of living beings."

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In the dilapidated palace of the original Emperor Tianci of Northern Liao in Yanjing City, the main hall was also sorted out at this time. The surroundings are neatly hung up. In the open space of the main hall, the grade mountain of Wenchen and Wuchen is also clearly marked. At this moment, in the main hall, there is a full hall. All the military ministers were dressed in stiff robes, with pairs of gauze hats and short wings on their heads.

Up and down the Western Army, from the old seed down, there are hundreds of generals of the three armies of Jingyuan, Qin, Fengxi, and He, all of them are neatly and solemnly according to the level of the class they carry, waiting there.

Song Zhiwen left and right, and there were many fewer Wenchen leaders on the left, but there were only a few dozen people. In addition to the shogunate officials who went out with the Western Army, they were the Hebei Zhulu transfer envoys who had no time to get out of Yanjing City that day, such as the ambassadors of cooking tea and wine, and the officials who were sent to prison for food and salary. Compared with the large number of military ministers over there, it seems much thinner.

Xiao Yan was an official on his body, and he was still a member of the Treasury Department of the Military Department that day. In the Great Song Dynasty, Zhengqipin Wenchen is not a small member. What's more, there are no official officials in Yanjing City. At this time, he was dressed in a green robe and wore a long-winged gauze hat, standing solemnly at the head of the Wenchen class. His height of 178, although he has been tempered by wind and frost, is still a little white face, and he has been fighting for more than a year, so that his body is well-proportioned and strong. Standing in front of you really has a chic bearing. Where is it like five thousand tigers and wolves, killing them all over again in Yandi from south to north and from east to west. Where the horse's hooves go, there are tens of thousands of fierce commanders who roll off the heads

Even Yao Gu, who was standing behind the old breed in the martial arts class, glanced at Xiao Yan's figure from time to time. I couldn't help but admire in my heart. The four characters of both civil and military affairs, it is really for this Xiao Yan to set up these martial arts Qiu Ba compared with Xiao Yan, the background is not as good, Xiao Yan returned to the south to get a literary class record is not as good, this attitude seems to be even worse than the current official family likes handsome courtiers, when the husband to Wang Huang is all like this, this Xiao Yan is such a good appearance, if he will drill some camps, I don't know how he will be in the future, he is not the kind of sour man with stinky skin, he can ride a horse and fight, thousands of people and horses from all over the world come to his hands for a year, and he will win the Liao army. beheaded Xiao and went down to Yanjing, killed the Jurchen Xiaowang and expelled the Jurchens from the Great Wall, destroyed hundreds of thousands of rebellious troops in the last day and night, and then got the big stone skull of Yelu

Such a character, at this time of the Great Song Dynasty Wentian and Wu Huan, looks so dazzling and surpasses his peers

But what can be? The water in the officialdom of the Great Song Dynasty is very deep, and the water in Bianliang is even more unfathomable. You Xiao Yan go there and boil slowly.................. It's up to you to see what happens to you

Yao Gu thought of this and snorted coldly. Maybe Xiao Yan's sincerity and righteousness, waiting quietly, and the appearance of a famous minister of the Great Song Dynasty finally stimulated him. Yao Gu cursed Xiao Yan in his heart and didn't look at him again. I looked at the old species in front of me who looked old and couldn't stand up straight.

Yesterday, the old seed greeted Xiao Yan and discussed secretly in the Daozuo tent for a long time, and no one knew what they said. In the end, the two of them did not say a word, and after waiting for the eunuch angel of Bianliang to arrive, they embraced the angel into Yanjing City, and after sending it to the next place, they dispersed. It made everyone feel confused.

Yao Gu was most worried about what kind of agreement Lao Chong and Xiao Yan would reach, join forces to deal with him, and even take away his Qin Fengjun. When I think about it, I think it's impossible. The Western Army has always been led by indigenous generals for generations, and it has been almost a hundred years. It's nothing if the old man doesn't deal with him Yao Gu, anyway, the meat is still rotting in his own pot. If the old breed leads an outsider to take his Qin Fengjun, I am afraid that the Jingyuan army and the Xihe army under the command of the old breed and the small breed will riot as soon as this opening is opened, and the western army will also do it to outsiders, everyone will be a general in this generation, how many children, what will they eat in the future?

Yao Gu was at ease, but he continued to be puzzled. What did this old breed say to Xiao Yan of this straight thief

Usually, there is such a puzzle, so I raised my leg and went to the old seed to ask. The old breed has always been concerned about him, and there is nothing to hide. But now, how dare Yao Gu ask the old seed these things, in fact, he has not regretted it in his heart - he has been following the old seed for 20 years, and when the old seed is dying, he can't make merit, and now he still makes so many troubles. The old breed still has some time, and if he can't say it, he will arrange the aftermath and limit him Yao Gu by a few points, maybe there will be some division and wooing over his subordinates, so that Yao Gu will no longer have any threat to the status of the breeder............

But what did I Yao do, even if I had a clear conscience, even if I was separated from the old breed? The old breed is old, and the small breed is not much younger, and there are many children of the family, and there seems to be nothing to achieve. I Yao Gu is in the prime of life, and I have been with you for a few years, so I have stood still alive in the past few years, are you still immortal? I Yao Gu has worked hard for you for 20 years, and this life is also for the overall situation of the Western Army, and I don't owe you anything to your family now, since you want to contact outsiders, I Yao Gu will also take care of my own family. Let's look at the future

Thinking of this, Yao Gu pursed his lips and bit his cheeks tightly. There was a look of fierce determination on his face. At this time, the old man turned his head carelessly, saw the look of his old subordinate, smiled faintly, Yao Gu and his eyes touched, no matter how hard his heart was, he couldn't help but ooze a layer of cold sweat on his back. And after the old man smiled, he didn't say anything, and turned his head back.

At this time, the eight flag officials in charge of the declaration of the salute shouted outside the door of the dilapidated hall: "The angel has arrived"

In the main hall, there was a sudden sound of the sound of the clothes all the same, and everyone stood up straight at this time. Waiting with his waist bowed and his back controlled, only Xiao Yan, who was standing at the head of Wenchen's class, turned his head to look at the door of the main hall, and his eyes flashed with a light like cold electricity.

Or there is another word to describe this kind of look, and that is the word ambition.

Outside the main hall, the armor soldiers of the Western Army and the Shenwu Victorious Army were all neatly draped, and their helmets and armor stood on the ground. Lined up in two rows, arching and guarding the corridor. Shenwu Changsheng Army Armor Soldier and Western Army Armor Soldier, they naturally don't know the intrigue between the generals above, so they can't talk about any life.

But after the battle of Yanyun this time, the Shenwu Changsheng Army won all the merits, and the Western Army was fighting soy sauce, so naturally there was a sense of competition. Those middle and lower-level generals of the Western Army inevitably felt that the Shenwu Changsheng Army was too ugly to eat, and they didn't even leak some soup for them. And the Shenwu Ever-Victorious Army, a division that wins a hundred battles, naturally has a sense of arrogance, and the Western Army complains that they don't even bother to take care of it. Our exploits are all obtained by nine deaths, your Western Army Brigade, where to fight before entering Yanjing, where is far away, after entering Yanjing, sit still inside, we are running and fighting outside. Now there is a division of labor, what is the reason?

Even if many of the Shenwu Changsheng Army were born in the Shengjie Army and the Baiqi Army, they could not talk about any intimacy with the old brothers at this time. Everyone stood there with their eyes touching their eyes and noses touching their noses, and they all secretly screamed. Hearing the shouts of the flag bearers outside the gate, all the commanders who led today's honor guards gave an order, and they all stood up straight with a bang. Where the eyes met, they almost splashed out of the sparks.

With the shouts of the flag bearer, three angels outside the gate walked forward surrounded by a number of honor guards. Yuwen Xuzhong and Geng Nanzhong were accompanied by the two former angels, and the living treasure eunuch angel who had lost half of his life that day, touched the satin-wrapped edict of the Son of Heaven and strode in vividly.

Now in Yanjing City, everyone knows the details of this living treasure eunuch. After Yuanfeng, the eunuch rank was fourteenth, and this old man was considered to have reached the ninth order, and he was an immortal messenger in the Imperial City Tea and Wine Division. If it weren't for the fact that this time he would have sent a message to Yanjing in the midst of the chaos, where would it be his turn? After two days of full meals, and a few congratulatory honor guards, the eunuch angel forgot about the wolf bèi that day, and returned to the yang at once. The two old angels, Yuwen Xuzhong and Geng Nanzhong, had a lot of shelves yesterday, and even asked for bribes. Yuwen Xuzhong and Geng Nanzhong laughed secretly in their hearts, but even if Fang Zheng was as strict as Geng Nanzhong, he didn't bother to bother with this guy, and said a perfunctory sentence, just wait for the end of today's decree, everyone patted their butts and left, and now the main battlefield of the power struggle can be in Bianliang

The three angels were supposed to walk side by side, both in front and behind. Everyone's identity is the same at the moment. However, this living treasure eunuch was beaming, and his steps were getting faster and faster, and he actually rushed to the front. Yuwen Xuzhong and Geng Nanzhong were a few steps behind, and when they looked at each other, they both shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

After a while, the three angels, surrounded by the honor guard, crossed the corridor that was being supported by hundreds of nearly a thousand armor soldiers, and had already entered the packed hall. Dozens of Chinese martial artists in the hall turned around in unison and bowed deeply. Yuwen Xuzhong and Geng Nanzhong were accompaniments today, and they were both polite, and they slowly stepped forward while returning the courtesy.

Yuwen Xuzhong's eyes touched Yao Gu first, and smiled at him, so that Yao Gu, who looked a little anxious, felt more at ease. Then I saw the old seed, and the old seed still looked listless today. Yuwen Xuzhong also stopped and returned the salute to the old breed quite formally. When I turned my head again, I saw Xiao Yan standing at the head of Wenchen's class.

At this moment, it was Yuwen Xuzhong and Geng Nanzhong who saw for the first time this southbound minister who had become famous all over the world

Xiao Yan had already finished giving the salute, and straightened up without being humble or arrogant. Seeing Geng Nanzhong and Yu Wenxuzhong's gaze projected, Xiao Yan smiled, revealing six white teeth, almost making people's eyes shine.

But at this moment, the three of them were not in the mood to speak. Yuwen Xuzhong and Geng Nanzhong took a deep look at Xiao Yan, followed behind the eunuch angel, and rushed to the top. Stand side by side with the eunuch angel, waiting for him to announce the edict.

Everyone in the hall held their breath and watched the eunuch angel pretend to unfold the satin edict of the Son of Heaven. This battle lasted more than a year, the Great Song Dynasty soldiers were injured and lost tens of thousands, the Liao people were finally wiped out by the army, the two last ministers Yelu Dashi and Xiao Yan were all defeated, the queen committed suicide and died, and the people of Yandi did not survive five or six. Today, it's finally over

This war is fought, and the Liao people don't need to say it. The Song people here are also a political minister, a privy envoy of the Privy Council is about to fall, the Northern Expedition division is 200,000, and now there are more than 100,000 left, costing more than 70 million yuan, and the use of the people's financial resources in Hebei Zhulu has also reached the limit. In the end, it seems to have achieved the glory of Xiao Yan alone

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on Xiao Yan at this time. And Xiao Yan stood solemnly, as if he didn't care at all that he had become the focus of attention in the hall.

Standing in this hall, in front of him is the angel of Xuanzhao, and on his side are more than 100 Song Dynasty generals. And his own meritorious service is the most important in this Northern Expedition. Bianliang wants to end the beginning and end of this Yan war as soon as possible, and there will inevitably be a reward. And what he gets must be the most of all the people in this hall

I don't know why, but Xiao Yan didn't have much excitement in his heart. Although this result was obtained by his countless births and deaths in the past year. At this moment, what is ringing in his ears is the shouts of countless men under his command who have sacrificed their lives to rush into battle, the sound of the mountain wind passing over the Gubei Pass, the fire that burned in the sky on the night when the Jurchen army was attacked, and the majestic city of Yanjing that has been coated with blood in the snow. It was thousands of knights who raised their spears in their hands and shouted at themselves like a tsunami

In the end, it was he who crossed here, in the deserted village, but the jinghai cloth skirt could not hide the little mute eyes of the beautiful girl's face, the little starlight that had passed through the millennium.

This dream is a thousand years. This dream is as real as it gets

Standing in silence, Xiao Yan clenched his fists until his nails stabbed between the flesh, reminding himself that this was not a dream. He galloped on a horse thousands of years ago, sang generously and sadly, and countless good men, trying to redeem this heaven

What will happen to your future? In the main hall, the sound of the mountain shouting long live was heard. The nearly 1,000 armor soldiers who were waiting outside the hall heard the sound in the room, and knew that the edict had been announced, and all of them raised their swords high, used all their vitality, and shouted loudly: "Long live, long live, long live, long live"

The sound spread out, slapping the walls of Yanjing City, bringing a dull echo. In any case, this Yandi war has been fought, and it doesn't matter if there is any, and the people who have survived a hundred battles can finally go home

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