The Chunxue Building of the Guangling Mansion changed owners, in fact, half of the country in Liyang changed owners overnight.

Nalan Youci, who planned all this, sat at the mouth of the rouge well on the top of the riverside mountain, and with one hand spread more than a dozen colorful Guangling Dao specialty rain flower stones, twisted one by one, and then threw them into the well one after another.

Standing beside Nalan Youci is Lu Baijie, the Tangxi Sword Immortal who has been reduced to the status of a prisoner, unlike Wang Xionggui, the envoy of the strategy who was imprisoned, Lu Baijie, who is the envoy of Guangling Dao, as long as he does not walk out of the palace without permission, is not restrained.

Lu Baijie asked, "What is Mr. Nalan looking for me?"

Nalan Youci lowered his head and bent down to look at the dark wellhead, and said with a soft smile: "Although the Yan Mansion also has some spies who have been rooted in Tai'an City for many years, and some of them are not low, but after all, they are not as good as Mr. Tangxi, who has been in the center for a long time, I just want to know that Tai'an City is qualified to participate in the Temple of Raising Gods." If Mr. Tangxi is willing to speak out, we will be able to watch the dishes and dishes, and there will be fewer ghosts and ghosts in Tai'an City in the future. ”

Even if he said extremely cruel words, this Spring and Autumn strategist's voice was soothing and his smile was shallow, and he was really a romantic character who was difficult to hate.

Lu Baijie shook his head and said, "Mr. Nalan thinks too much. ”

Nalan Youci knew such an expression on his face, waved his sleeves and stood up in a dashing manner, and said with a smile: "Let's go, take you to a room, I spent a full 3,000 stone of rice to get Mr. Tangxi together with a set of study." ”

Lu Baijie was confused, and gave gifts to the study? And what happened to the 3,000 stone rice? Don't say that Tai'an City, where every inch of land is valuable, is his hometown Jiangnan Province, and the only 3,000 stone rice can be converted into silver taels, and how many good stationery supplies can be purchased?

Nalan said with a confident mind: "Mr. Tangxi may wish to wait and see, and he will not be disappointed!"

Lu Baijie followed Nalan Youci to a quiet courtyard in the palace, passing through the corridor, Nalan Youci pushed open the door, stretched out a palm, and signaled Lu Baijie to enter the house first.

The first thing that catches your eye is a yellow rosewood black pattern half table, because it is a low table style, it is naturally not a bookcase that is placed in a precious and elegant game, but the waist is made into a banana leaf edge, undulating like water waves, flowing elegantly, the side of the folded branches and flowers and birds, there is a large Fengcai porcelain interest, the tooth is carved below the dragon-shaped horn teeth, looking back, there is great brilliance, the quality of red tape up and down, the contrast is clear, and there is a charm. The desk farther away is a long table with a claw pattern, and the four treasures of the study room on the table are all heirlooms that any scholarly family on the Jiangnan Road is eager to enshrine.

Nalan Youci walked to the table, grabbed the lid of an ancient and lovely purple clay pot with two fingers, lifted it high, the body of the pot did not fall, and said with a smile: "It is the old Dongyue that has been lost to the world Gongchun pot, so that at that time, when this pot was popular in the north and south of the river, the matter of drinking tea has taken a back seat and has become a masterpiece for connoisseurs, and now it is even more difficult to find, no way, most of the literati in Dongyue like to bury a Gongchun pot when they die, and Hongjia Beibenli has destroyed too much, rare objects, of course, the price is high and difficult to find." Mr. Tangxi is a holy hand of the tea ceremony, and I think he knows better than me

This pot is very good. ”

Lu Baijie only glanced at the teapot, looked around, and asked with a heavy face: "This room, all the things, only used three thousand stones of rice?!"

Nalan Youci laughed and said: "Don't worry, it's definitely not that the war in Guangling Road is in full swing that causes the high gates to sell their treasures cheaply, to put it mildly, since the fall of Dachu in Guangling Road twenty years ago, the officialdom is full of villains who have suddenly become rich, and there are not a few valuable surnames." Otherwise, it is some grass on the wall to protect themselves, and most of them have seen the wind change the owner this time, and most of them will not need to take out these good things in exchange for gold, silver and rice. ”

Nalan Youci suddenly squatted down, burrowed into the mantiss-patterned desk, and then poked his head out and beckoned to Lu Baijie.

Lu Baijie was confused by the strategist of the troubled talisman, hesitated for a moment, or drilled under the bookcase with the gourd painting scoop, Nalan Youci rubbed his fingers at the bottom of the table, and said with a smile: "In broad daylight, it is not good to light a candle, but with the eyesight of Tangxi Sword Immortal, you should still be able to see the origin of this thing by handwriting." This is it!"

Lu Baijie looked up along Nalan Youci's fingers, and saw that there seemed to be someone carving out six words with a dagger, crooked, except for a little childishness, there was no demeanor at all, but Lu Baijie was shocked on the spot, six words mean three people, all with names and surnames, Feng Nian, Fat Tiger, Dragon Elephant!

It must be known that Xu Zhihu, who married far away from Jiangnan, is Lu Baijie's nephew and daughter-in-law, and Lu Baijie was also the family elder who felt the most sorry for that woman in the Lu family at the beginning, so Lu Baijie confirmed that it was correct, and there was no doubt that this was Xu Zhihu's handwriting! Moreover, Lu Baijie knew that in Qingliang Mountain, Xu Zhihu and Xu Weixiong had a mediocre relationship since childhood, so the name of Xu Weixiong was missing from the four children of the Xu family, and it was a powerful circumstantial evidence that the world could not fake! Lu Baijie could even imagine the playful appearance of the girl in red sitting on the ground and carving words with a knife many years ago.

Lu Baijie was silent for a long time, even after leaving the table with Nalan Youci, he was still reluctant to speak.

Nalan Youci had a happy look on his face, "I guess, even the owner of the table didn't know that his sister had carved words at the bottom of the table back then, otherwise he would definitely be reluctant to sell it." ”

Lu Baijie thought of the young man who asked him in the early years if he could sell him a few catties and a few taels of benevolence and morality, and his mood was complicated, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Why is his Xu family like this? Didn't Mr. Nalan say before that after Zhao Xun left Qingzhou, he completely lost control of Jing'an Dao, how could he prevent the grain from going cold? Moreover, you have no intention of getting involved in Jing'an Dao for the time being, I thought at first that you were worried that the troops were too scattered and the battle line was stretched too long, so as to prevent Wu Chongxuan's army from moving south. Now it seems that it is your Nalan Youci who deliberately let Beiliang and the imperial court have a dirty relationship for this, for fear that once the Beiliang border army unexpectedly wins the second Liangmang battle, the Xu family iron cavalry will still have the spare strength to rush to the Central Plains to quell the rebellion?!"

Nalan Youci leaned against the window, the jade tree was in the wind, playing with the taste: "Otherwise, do you think that Wen Taiyi, an old servant of the Ministry of Officials, can return to Qingzhou as a strategic envoy so smoothly?

Nalan Youci smiled even more, and said: "No matter how old Wen Taiyi is in the capital, and no matter how strong his officialdom relationship in Tai'an City is, he should go elsewhere to be promoted to a civil leader." I wanted this guy to serve as the Jing'an Dao envoy, but it cost a lot of favor in Tai'an City, but don't think about it, the Liyang Imperial Court gave me a big surprise, let Ma Fulu's son go to Jing'an Dao to take charge of the power of soldiers and horses, so that in the matter of the grain and cold, the two major feudal officials of the civil and military forces joined forces to secretly support the moths of those countries, so that they could withstand the pressure of Qi Yanglong and Huan Wen, otherwise it would be hard to say if it was someone else, after all, the chief officials of the two provinces started a fire, it was not a vegetarian, and the remaining two million stone grains and grass might really be sent to Beiliangling Prefecture。 ”

Lu Baijie pressed one palm on the table, and the table creaked, which showed that he was under the majestic pressure of the Tangxi Sword Immortal.

Nalan Youci, who was in an excellent mood, smiled to himself and said: "As long as there is a war in this world, you need food and grass, and the Beiliang Border Army is not the god general, of course, it is no exception, even if the young Thorn Shi Xu Beiji is very prescient to buy back the history of rice thorns, but only with the power of Lingzhou, which is known as the south of the Yangtze River, it is obviously not enough to make the Northern Liang Border Army that is about to usher in the second Liang Reckless War have no worries, so what should Xu Beiji, the Beiliang transfer envoy?"

Nalan Youci asked himself and replied: "It's difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, this truth even the people in the market who have never read a book understand, not to mention that he is the first person in Beiliang Wenchen who is most wanted to win over by the Liyang Zhao family!" So Xu Beitong went to Qingliangshan and said to the vassal king surnamed Xu, you have a lot of money at home, but it's still not enough, you sell it, I'll help you toss this matter, you Xu Fengnian is out of sight and out of mind and is not bothered to be a hands-off shopkeeper, just outside Liangzhou Pass to build the North City that is laborious and costly, except for the military households, the wages needed by other household registration people come from here, and the grain and grass of the border army to fight will be earned from the people who come to our Lingzhou to buy your Xu family's belongings, and make a price to them, do not charge them silver, as long as grain and grass. As long as they have the ability to extract grain and grass from those large and small Cao transportation officials along the Guangling River through their own personal relations or various channels, no matter how they deliver it to Beiliang, they will buy and sell!"

Nalan Youci stretched out his hand and pointed to a folding fan in Lu Baijie's hand, "The old Xishu fan master Ma Xiaoguan's painstaking work in his later years, there are only two left in the world, one is in the imperial study of Emperor Liyang, probably in the summer heat, just to see, reluctant to go to the heavens and things to 'please the breeze', there is still a little left in your Mr. Tangxi's hand, do you know how much stone rice was used to buy this fan? Six hundred." Doesn't it sound very rare, right? Even if the cost of the buyer's relationship is sold, it will be earned to grandma's family, isn't it? But let's really not wronged that King Beiliang is not a family and doesn't know the price of firewood and rice, he, the algorithm of the account in his stomach is not the same as ours. It's a pity that your Mr. Tangxi understands the algorithm, and even Qi Yanglong and Huan Wen, the two pillars of a country, understand it, it's useless!"

Nalan Youci came to the half-table of Huanghuali Wuwen, suddenly stood on his heels, sat on the table so elegantly, looked at Lu Baijie who was standing, and stretched out his hands, "Mr. Tangxi is not the kind of old-fashioned and sour Confucian who can only bury his head in the classics, he has been a scholar in the military department of the capital, although he is not the leader of the household department, but he naturally knows that the one-year ration of the people of the Central Plains and the young and strong of the border army, although the local terroir is different, the rich and the poor, there is a slight deviation, but it is roughly the same." Mr. Tangxi is a son of a wealthy family in Jiangnan Province, knowing that you who are rich in the world, have extravagant food customs, as many as four or even five meals in a spacious door, and ordinary people can also maintain three meals a day, 'two Shao and three burns should be full, and the most expensive fresh fish is yellow flower', this proverb, but even I am envious of me in southern Xinjiang. ”

Nalan Youci shook a palm gently, "On the other hand, the poor and the north are cool, even the people of Lingzhou are about two meals a day, two vegetarian days and one small meat in summer and autumn, three vegetarian days and one meat in spring and winter, and young people who need to do heavy work can drink a spoonful of wine per person, and green ant wine is notoriously inexpensive." In this way, the Beiliang Qingzhuang consumes about eleven stone rice a year, and the rations for women and children are halved, if a family is counted as a family of five, because there must often be a young and strong person in the family as the border army outside the Guan, so only according to the Beiliang household with only one Qingzhuang in the Guan, it will take 167 stone rice a year, and the grain raising measures of Xu Beitong in Lingzhou in the first two years can roughly ensure that within three years, the food of the people in the Guanzhou will not be affected by the war, and even at the critical moment, it can also urgently support the Beiliang Border Army 500,000 stones. , but this is already the limit of Beiliang, the second battle of Liang Mang is imminent, if it is fought for a year, based on the border army of young and strong people a year of eleven stone grain, by next autumn, it will need 3.1 million stone grain and grass!"

Nalan Youci patted his palm lightly and said with a smile: "But the imperial court has only sent 800,000 stone grain and grass now, and the remaining 2.2 million stone promised will be replaced by me to serve as a grain official who originally made money every day, and I can't turn the corner, and then from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, for no reason, I have to reduce the dividends of a full three million stone grains and grass every year, and cutting off people's wealth is like killing my parents, can I bear it?" What's more, it's for those Beiliang barbarians, if it's for the two Liao border troops in the town of Gu Jiantang of the Great Pillar State, then it's just that, pinching your nose and accepting your fate, it's not good to take your life in for money, but aren't the Beiliang barbarians eating dogs and dogs with the Bei Mang barbarians?

The bookcase under Lu Baijie's palm, the four table legs shattered with a bang!

The whole desktop fell straight to the ground, and those literati who were once priceless and now extremely lowly played were scattered like birds and beasts.

Nalan Youci turned a deaf ear and continued to laugh: " Of course, the dog will jump over the wall when he is in a hurry, and Beiliang is not just relying on cheap sellers in exchange for grain and grass, the young man surnamed Xu didn't get a powerful Ichthyosaurus Gang, so let them go all the way down the Guangling River, and open shops in various places with countless antique treasures, of course, these Jianghu people are also very hard, it is said that the transfer made Xu Beitong have already released his words, and dared to delay the Liyang official mansion of the Fish and Dragon Gang to do that legitimate business, so he asked Beiliang Tieqi to personally knock on the door of the house and reason. In fact, the yamen and local garrisons on both sides of the strait, who frightened the previous 10,000 snow dragoons, really shocked this hand, so at this time, I need Nalan Youci to muddy the water. ”

Nalan Youci stretched out a finger and pointed to his nose, smiling brightly.

Lu Baijie clenched his fists and stared at the only remaining figure among those Spring and Autumn Strategists.

Zhao Changling, Huang Longshi, Yuan Benxi, and Li Yishan all died one after another.

It seems that only this Nalan Youci is left to survive to the end, and it seems that he has the last laugh.

Lu Baijie asked: "Your Nalan Youci just wants to help Zhao Bing usurp the throne, why is this?!"

Nalan Youci restrained his smile, and supported the delicately textured Huanghuali table with both hands, "The thought I used on the Beiliang side has never been less than that of Tai'an City." ”

Lu Baijie, who has always been gentle and elegant, asked angrily: "Are you really not afraid of fighting with the Northern Sandpiper and the Mussels from the Yangbei, only the Northern Mang fisherman will benefit?!"

Nalan Youci didn't care about the killing intent exuded by Lu Baijie at all, and said lazily: "Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want." ”

Then Nalan Youci turned his head to the door and smiled: "You all stand back, Mr. Tangxi is just joking." ”

Lu Baijie laughed angrily, "I'm joking with you Nalan Youci?!"

Nalan Youci asked rhetorically, "Otherwise, you can really kill me?"

This Tangxi Sword Immortal was suddenly depressed.

Lu Baijie has never been so disheartened.

Whether it was being willing to be silent in a family full of heroes for a woman, or being demoted out of Tai'an City by Emperor Liyang, or being reduced to a prisoner in Chunxue Tower, Lu Baijie, who was indifferent by nature, never felt so helpless.

Nalan Youci jumped off the table and sneered softly: "The entire Central Plains will be as helpless as you, you Lu Baijie is just the first person to experience it." ”

Lu Baijie squatted down silently, turned up the desktop, looked at the handwriting carved by the woman in her early years, and was stunned.

After Nalan Youci finished the last sentence, he slowly walked out of the house, and did not forget to gently close the door for Mr. Tangxi.

The sentence was, "I want to see how that young man surnamed Xu can help you guard the Northwest Gate of the Central Plains!"

Nalan Youci walked out of the house, left the courtyard, climbed to the top floor of the Chunxue Building, and came to the corridor to stand by the railing, overlooking the Guangling River.

He muttered to himself: "Drunk holding a wine glass, you can swallow the breeze of Wuyue in the south of the Yangtze River!

It's just that now, I live in Jiangnan, and you, who said such bold words, have already died in the northwest.

Nalan Youci raised his head and asked softly: "Li Yishan, if you are still alive, will you persuade that student of yours to stop guarding this Northwest Gate?"

At this moment, a voice sounded behind Nalan Youci, "Li Yishan will never say this." ”

Nalan Youci didn't turn his head, quickly recovered his normal color, and asked with a smile: "Why does the King of Shu also have the leisure to climb high and overlook?"

It was Chen Zhibao's uninvited guest who said indifferently: "What kind of thing is Wu Chongxuan, thrown into the Beiliang Border Army, and he can't even be the deputy marshal of the infantry army, is it worth my solemnity?"

Nalan Youci finally turned around, leaned against the fence, and said with a smile: "Don't say this in front of Zhao Bing, it's too much of a slap in the face, Wu Chongxuan and I Nalan Youci back then, that was the right-hand man of King Yan back then." ”

Chen Zhibao sneered: "So your soldiers and horses in Southern Xinjiang are only worthy of fighting in the Central Plains." ”

Nalan Youci sighed, "Chen Zhibao, Chen Zhibao, your temper that is only willing to tell the truth really has to be changed." ”

The implication is that Nalan Youci obviously did not deny Chen Zhibao, and acquiesced in the contempt of the Northern Liang Protector for the elite army in Southern Xinjiang.

Nalan Youci smiled and asked, "Leaving Beiliang, don't you regret it?"

Chen Zhibao tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he didn't even have the desire to speak.

Nalan Youci turned around again, looked at the Guangling River that was rolling into the current, and said: "The iron horse refuses to go north like a halberd across the river, who said this?"

Chen Zhibao still didn't speak.

Nalan Youci lay on the railing, his chin resting lightly on the back of his hands stacked on top of his hands, "Beiliang Beiliang, homophonic sadness, unlucky." I don't know why that guy didn't persuade Xu Xiao to change in the first place. ”

Chen Zhibao finally sneered and spoke, "Sad?"

He walked to Nalan Youci's side and laughed: "I have 300,000 Beiliang Iron Riders! Life is sad and desolate, but death is magnificent! How can you Central Plains Gentle Township understand!"

Nalan Youci said softly: "You said 'I Beiliang'?"

Nalan Youci, who suddenly realized, sighed, and said to himself: "One day is the Beiliang border army, and this life is a Beiliang veteran." I understand, what you did has nothing to do with the new Liang King Xu Fengnian, or even the old Liang King Xu Xiao. ”

Nalan Youci turned to support his chin with one hand, patted the railing with the other, and continued to look into the distance, "Chen Zhibao, don't worry, I will help you make this Central Plains understand, of course, this is the premise that we can stand here and speak." ”

Chen Zhibao asked, "Aren't you afraid that Zhao Bing and Zhao Zhu's father and son will kill you?"

Nalan Youci said a not-so-funny joke, "I'm scared to death." ”

Chen Zhibao turned around and left, and said in a deep voice: "I, Chen Zhibao, don't ask about the process, just look at the result, if you can't do it then, don't say Zhao Bing and Zhao Zhu, I'll kill you first." ”

Nalan Youci, who had his back to the white-clothed soldier saint, said in an ancient tone: "Let's wait and see with this world." ”

Accompany me Nalan Youci to see that big joke, not very funny joke.