The inside of the carriage is not very spacious, a bit like the rear compartment of a tricycle in the previous life. However, only the old man sat alone, and Su Ming didn't seem crowded when he went up.

"Liu Xian, a martial artist, a few years older, if you don't dislike it, you can call me Brother Liu, hehe. Don't know the name of the little brother? ”

As soon as he got in the car, the old man was very familiar, and after making the introduction, he asked Su Ming's name.

"Xiaosheng Su Ming."

Su Ming said with a smile.

"Good name." Liu Xian praised, "Brother Su is dressed as a candidate to enter Beijing to take the exam, right?" ”

"Yes!"

Su Ming nodded, and went to worship Huang Lingzong, in a sense, it was counted as entering Beijing to catch the exam. Speaking of which, it's a little more authentic.

"Is Brother Liu from the border pass?"

"Hehe, yes, a veteran old man." Liu Xian said that a slight sense of loneliness appeared on his face, as if he had said something sad.

Su Ming saw the unnaturalness of Liu Xian's expression, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only change the topic, "I heard that the border pass seems to be fighting, and I don't know how the battle is going?" Xiaosheng has been on the road lately, but there is no source. ”

Listening to Li Lingtong's story in the mine, he learned that Huang Linggu and the Seven Killing Sect were still at war.

The battle between the monks will extend to the mortal world, and the Great Qian and the Great Sui Dynasty are also in a state of conquest recently.

Liu Xian was stunned when he heard this, and then sighed: "Big victory...... But it was a big defeat! ”

"Why?"

Su Ming was stunned.

"It's not that the pilgrimage is mediocre, then Marshal Han has already broken through Panshi Town and killed the Great Sui monks without leaving a piece of armor. As a result, he was recalled by eight gold medals. Not to mention the recall, it is necessary to cut the land and sue for peace. My grandfather returned to his hometown because of this. ”

The groom interjected coldly, and it seemed that there was still some grievance.

"Xiao Chao, be cautious!" Liu Xian said in a deep voice, "The saint is just confused by traitors. Looking at Su Ming, he squeezed out a smile, "That Liu Chao just said some angry words, and I hope the little brother will forgive me." ”

"No, no, if you want to scold, scold, it's the saint who is mediocre."

Su Ming replied, and sighed secretly in his heart, this is naturally not a saint who is mediocre, it is probably because Huang Linggu is at a disadvantage that there will be a way to recall the army.

The mortal battle is an extension of the monk's battle, and Huang Linggu is at a disadvantage, no matter how powerful the battle of the Great Qian Dynasty is, he must obediently admit defeat.

In this matter, the root of the problem lies in Huang Linggu.

What made him strange was that, according to what Li Lingtong said, Liuyun Zhenren had already killed several Zhuji Zhenren of the Seven Killing Sect in a row, so how could he be at a disadvantage?

I am now going to worship the Huangling Valley......

He suddenly had the feeling that he had joined the national army in 49.

It's just that if you don't worship in Huangling Valley, where can you go, the Seven Killing Sect, in the Great Sui Dynasty, it is even more impossible over there. From memory, I know that the customs over there are completely different from here, and they are barbarians.

Here he has a sense of identity, at least it is similar to the customs of the Ming Dynasty. Go over there, a brute of water, accept incompetence.

What's more, the parents of this body died at the hands of the Great Sui Dynasty army, and it is even more impossible for him to accept it.

"Brother Su is also a man of temperament, but it's a pity that those brothers who died of mine fought so hard for the sake of the big work, and ended up with such a fate. Won the battle, cut the land and sued for peace, hehehehe......"

Liu Xian smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Su Ming opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't seem to find words to comfort.

Winning the battle and ceding the land to sue for peace, this matter can be accepted by him, and it is already good if he does not rebel.

He was a little touched in his heart, and he couldn't help but think of the Yue family army in his previous life. This was not the case in the Great Song Dynasty in his previous life, when he was studying history, he wished that he could travel through the past and kill that Qin Hui.

Thinking of this, he said: "If Xiaosheng can seek fame this time, he will do his best, ten years, twenty years, one day, he will reverse the situation in the imperial court and not let the soldiers at the border pass chill!" ”

He didn't say empty words to comfort Liu Xian.

If you worship in Huangling Valley, worship in the name of Liuyun Zhenren, plus golden paper. Ten years, twenty years later, I will definitely make a name for myself.

If the battle between the monks was won, the situation would naturally not arise in the Great Qian.

Even if the emperor is really incompetent, then he will kill him with a sword and change the emperor.

"Brother Su has a heart!"

Liu Xian got up and bowed slightly towards Su Ming.

Su Ming hurriedly returned the salute, it was naturally impossible to continue chatting about such a heavy topic, after thinking about it, he changed the topic,

"Don't talk about these things, Uncle Liu, you have been at the border for so many years, how different is Da Sui from us, in fact, Xiaosheng is still very curious."

"That's a bunch of uncivilized brutes, hehe! However, there are some merits. ”

Liu Xian sneered, and began to talk to Su Ming about what he saw at the border pass.

……

"Those brutes were stupid, and I pointed them in the wrong direction, and they believed it. I took a group of people and just got out of the encirclement. ”

Liu Xian smiled, quite proud.

This Brother Liu is really a wonderful person, Su Ming couldn't help but smile when he heard it.

Liu Xian looks like a big man, but he is quick-witted and flexible, not stubborn.

"Oh, that's a pity. What about the defeat of the Great Sui, or to cede the land and seek peace, and to compensate for the losses. The treasury has no money, and the money for these indemnities will be added to the people...... Hey......"

chatted about the topic of the two of them and fell to the matter of seeking peace with the Great Qian, and Liu Xian seemed to be more concerned about the life of the people in the future.

A man who knows the suffering of the bottom.

Su Ming had a better impression of Liu Xian, and after thinking about it, he said: "It's not that Daqian has no money, it's just that the money went to those gentry, they have a lot of resources, but they pay very little taxes. And the business tax, but a large amount of income was given up in vain. ”

"Oh, Brother Su seems to have some opinions, why don't you tell me about it?"

Liu Xian's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Su Ming smiled, and did not hide anything, and talked about the methods of tax collection and reform in the Ming Dynasty in his previous life, and told Liu Xian in detail.

One talk is two or three hours, that is, Su Ming is a monk so he doesn't feel thirsty.

"So if someone can convince the emperor to implement these policies, and they have to think about it slowly, they will be effective in ten or twenty years."

"Little brother, talented! Talented! Liu Xian was dumbfounded, what Su Ming said was something he had never heard of, but it sounded very feasible.

"Old man, although I am at the border, I also know some people in the DPRK and China......"

"Ahem, it doesn't have to be."

Su Ming refused repeatedly, he was okay with his mouth, but if he really wanted to do it, he was still far away. What's more, his purpose is to cultivate immortals, not to govern the country.

After a pause, for fear that Liu Xian would ask, he said, "I think I can do it on my own." ”

"Hehe, too, it's in Xia Menglang."

Liu Xian smiled and admired Su Ming even more.

"Sir, it's time to get to the village."

The carriage stopped suddenly, and the horseman Liu Chao spoke.

"Is it there? I haven't been back for almost two years, but it hasn't changed much. ”

Liu Xian lifted the curtain, glanced out the window, sighed a little, looked at Su Ming and said, "It's not early this day, Brother Su doesn't dislike it, how about staying here for one night with the old man and then leaving?" ”

Su Ming smiled: "Then it will be bothered." ”

When he got out of the car with Liu Xian, the convoy was already surrounded by a group of people. With smiles on their faces, everyone happily unloaded the goods from the car.

After greeting the villagers with a smile, Liu Xian walked towards the village with Su Ming. After breaking away from the crowd, the smile on his face gradually subsided and became a little sad.

Su Ming was also interested in not saying anything at this time.

He naturally knew why Liu Xian was like this, and he had already learned about it in the chat in the car. This village is the village where he shelters the orphans of his soldiers.

Every time you face this group of people, it is impossible not to be sad.

After dinner, Su Ming chatted with Liu Xian until late at night, Su Ming admired Liu Xian, but he didn't know how to say it in some aspects......

Liu Xian is not alone, he has a daughter-in-law and a son.

However, all the money he received was used to take care of these orphans, and his daughter-in-law and son suffered. The daughter-in-law took her son back to her parents' house in a fit of anger, and she hadn't seen her for ten years, but she only knew that she seemed to have taken the Jinshi exam and was on an errand in the imperial court.

Night.

Liu Xian had already fallen asleep, while Su Ming sat up and took out the spirit stone cross-legged and began to cultivate.

At this time, there was a wooded field two hundred miles away from the village.

"There is no rest tonight, the guidance from the blood sacrifice is about to disappear, we must catch up as soon as possible." Adiegu frowned slightly at the arrow on the portrait, and then gave orders to a monk behind him.

The cultivation of the monks of the previous blood sacrifice was too low and too few, and they couldn't last too long. In the Great Qian Dynasty, if it was not necessary, he did not want to have another blood sacrifice.