The evening breeze is light, and the waterhole is over the waves; The green trees are verdant, and the clouds are swaying.

Outside the Sioux City Museum, Li Xiang, who was half-lying on a bench, slowly opened his eyes, but he only felt that it was pitch black, and hurriedly took away the leaves that were deliberately tiled on his eyes before going to bed.

Rubbing his Baihui acupoint, he felt as if he had a long dream, in which he saw how despicable the ancient traitor was, and how the loyal minister worked hard and honestly through the sun and the moon. also seems to understand some of the grievances of the ancient word emperor, and the mountains and rivers lament.

"The wind rolls up the remnants of the sun in the middle of the mountain, and the flowers fall scattered in the pond.

A little red halo burns the sky, and the sky is splashed with red and blood. ”

Perhaps influenced by his dream, Li Xiang looked at the sunset scenery of the museum, and couldn't help but pretend to be an elegant person and chant a poem.

"Awake?"

He was immersed in his talent and couldn't extricate himself, closed his eyes and was intoxicated, and suddenly came out on the left side of the old man pinching the antique.

"Huh? Uncle, you haven't left yet. ”

Li Xiang remembered that before falling asleep on this long chair, the uncle was nagging a few words next to him for no reason, and he happened to be bored, so he chatted with him about the Southern Tang Dynasty Li Yu playing here and then inscribed poems.

"You said before that the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty would write a poem and write a poem, and he didn't do anything serious at all, which ruined the last hope of the Li Tang Dynasty."

"Uh..."

Li Xiang remembered that he had indeed said so before. Regardless of whether he Li Yu is really a descendant of Li Tang, after the fall of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the Li dynasty in the Central Plains did come to an end.

"Speaking of which, Uncle may not believe it, I had a long dream.

All in all, I think it's a lot of history, and the yellowed pages have only a few names written on them.

But those monarchs, ministers, and celebrities recorded in the thousand-year-long river are not ordinary people like you and me who can judge and speculate at will. ”

"Hahahaha, that's a good point, I just listened to your poem, although it's a bit appropriate, but how do I feel a little pathetic."

"I made it up casually, babbling, hehe..."

Of course, Li Xiang would not say that he saw Zhang Yan die in front of him in his dream, and he was saddened by the sunset. Even the old man doesn't believe it.

"Then do you think that a change in the helm of the Southern Tang Dynasty can change the pattern of the Central Plains at that time?"

"I can't say anything about change, but those loyal ministers of the Southern Tang Dynasty are indeed a page in history that few people ask about, but they are also very bright, but unfortunately they all died with regret."

"Then Li Yu has indeed failed them, but if you are asked to go back, can you let these historical loyalists see the Tang Dynasty that they are thinking about until they die."

"Sheng Tang! I'd like to see for myself what kind of human splendor it was, and so on. You say go back? ”

Li Xiang suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the old god stick next to him. Where to go back, I'm damn it! Don't scare me, I just fucking had a dream, you know? You won't really be a fairy, right, if I really meet a fairy, won't I still be able to make a wish?

"I'm joking, old man, don't take it seriously." This somewhat retro-dressed old man is playing with a hook belt jade in his hand.

I see, scare Lao Tzu! I thought you had some mind-reading skills that could read through my thoughts.

Li Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, the blood-spattered Taiji Palace in his dream was a little difficult to calm down, and his heartbeat was still unstable, the old man almost said to himself in a few words, maybe the dream was too real, which made him a little nervous.

"Young man, there is still some time before the museum closes, how about going to the West Garden Pavilion with me to play a game of chess before closing?"

"Uncle, you should find your peers to play chess, I'm not in the mood to play chess now."

"If you win me, the old man will give you this tunic hook jade from the Five Dynasties period."

"Let's go! It doesn't matter if the jade is not jade, the important thing is that I respect the old and love the young, and live in the contemporary world. Today I want to play chess with you, uncle! ”

Li Xiang got up and pulled the old man while staring directly at the crystal smooth hook jade in his hand, and the head also seemed to be soft, hunched over and slowly leaned in front of the hook jade.

......

Sioux City Museum, West Pavilion

"Uncle, please spare me, this is the fifth game, and I am going to lose again."

"Humph! Young people just can't hold their breath, they don't take their brains when they have an advantage, and they can't sink their minds to win when they are disadvantaged!

Now you can take a step forward with your last four and three left! ”

"Huh?" Li Xiang suddenly saw an inconspicuous white chess piece on the chessboard, and there was indeed a clue, just throw away other game points, and suddenly turn around to enter this inconspicuous chess piece, it is really possible to reverse the situation.

"Young people, weak chess has a weak way of playing, and it is not that if you are weak, you can only blindly seek stability.

At the critical moment, you can directly hit the ignorance point of the strong, and you can turn defeat into victory! ”

Li Xiang saw that the chess game had changed somewhat, and looked at the old man's hand with joy, but suddenly his eyes were blurry again, and he was shrouded in layers of white mist.

The old man gradually became a shadow, but he vaguely saw this and looked at him with a relieved face.

......

"Lord, this is Feng Yanji's excerpt."

"Oh, it's okay, Han Qing, you can try it for me."

Han Xizai was on the left side of Li Xiang's dragon case in Xingqing Palace, with a long mahogany table on the cloth, holding the root pipe Chenghou (Tang pen) in his hand to review the folds.

Since the fall of Fu and Meng, he has officially become Li Xiang's speaker, in addition to Han Xizai, Pan You on the right is also interrogating from the third-grade officials down. These two people are one left and one right, which makes Li Xiang feel a lot more steady.

Li Xiang had seen Gu Hongzhong's famous painting "Han Xizai's Night Banquet" painted by Gu Hongzhong in that modern day, and Han Xizai in the noisy and happy atmosphere was like an outsider, in stark contrast to the drunken and hedonistic posture of other officials.

After his death in 970 A.D., Li Yu repented and realized that he had lost a talented and loyal minister.

So the first thing he did when he came back was to call Han Xizai, the old minister, by his side, for fear that the old man would die of illness before he could resist Song before he could resist Song.

That day, he fell into a coma from the West Pavilion of the museum, and woke up to find himself lying on the bed of Emperor E of the Great Zhou Dynasty of the Southern Tang Dynasty, only to realize that everything was not a dream, and the identity of the old man who played chess was a mystery, but it was real.

And his soul really pierced the body of Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, before he lost his mind, and he was also thinking back to who the person he saw in the daze when he was in the Taiji Palace that day.

"Lord, I'm afraid the old minister has no right to hear this matter..."

Han Xizai's surprising speech was a little unconfident, and he stared at Li Xiang, who was sitting in front of the dragon case and pondering.

"To the Buddha?"

Li Xiangzheng was a little irritable, and when he saw the inscription on the fold, his voice was a little louder, and Han Xizai and Pan You suddenly paused and stared at themselves.

Dare to love you two old fellows of monkey spirits are still here to test me? Li Xiang suddenly felt a little funny in his heart, but he felt that these two old guys with drooping sideburns were a little cute. It's no wonder that this Li Yu regarded Buddha as his life before, which made their group of Song attack factions psychologically shadowed.

Li Xiang began to look at Feng Yanji's twists and turns with a smile:

At the beginning of my lord's succession, the door of Buddhism was wide open, and the golden statue sat on a mountain; Buddhist temples rise like seedlings, and gradually stand on the top.

Jin Tan Zhen utensils are all used in the extension of the Buddhist Temple; The national treasury silver is allocated to the captive Buddhist monks.

However, the lord of the country has not attained the purity of Buddhism, but he has been poor and pure in the homes of all the people, and there is no food to be stored on the top, and there is no salary to be used underneath.

It also makes the Tang Army have no strong soldiers, no rich people in the state, and no sharp weapons in the country......

Syllable! There was a sound of breaking, Li Xiang was angry, and Han Xizai and Pan You suddenly knelt down, thinking about how to defend the outspoken Feng Yanji.

"Feng Yanji's words!"

"The lord of the country is angry, and so is Feng Zicheng..."

"It's like an initiation! Let the widow be like a morning breeze! ”

Before Han Pan and the others could speak, they were suddenly interrupted by Li Xiang's loud shout, but when they came back to their senses, they found that instead of issuing an edict to cure the crime of Na Feng's sting, he was quite appreciative of the half-written and half-scolded text.

Li Xiang's eyes rolled, but he found that these two old guys were kneeling in front of him at some point.

"What are you doing on your knees! Don't you think that a widow is a king, and he doesn't even have this little energy!" That Pan You was the first to react, and got up to pull Han Xizai, who had an old knee injury that had not healed.

"Han Xiang, on behalf of the widow, you drafted a decree to condense the Buddha statues in Jinling City into gold to fill the treasury.

As for the monks in the city who have nothing to do every day, they can promulgate the monk field system, and the other people can promote Feng Yanji to the head of the household department......"

After Han Xi carried out of Xingqing Palace, he held the edict with joy on his face, even if he was old, he didn't even delay running.

happened to be seen by Li Yuanzhen, who was about to enter Xingqing Palace, Li Yuanzhen was about to step forward, but this Han Xizai didn't notice that there was someone beside him, and trotted all the way through Chengtianmen with a thick smile on his face.

"By the way, Pan Qing, the widow is afraid that something will happen to Wu Shusheng in the past few days......

"The lord of the country can rest assured, the ministers elected those important ministers, not only courageous and strategic, but also have some relationship with the important ministers of the court and the central government who went out to make the country..."

Li Xiang heard that Pan You directly told him about finding the back door, and the nervous expression on his face relaxed.

Originally, I was worried that the masters of the surrounding countries were all greedy bastards in history, and they may not be able to understand the truth of cold lips and teeth.

But this Pan You actually made a deal with the important ministers of Nanping, Wu, Han and other countries before the envoys left.

This shareholder is really powerful, if the company goes public next year, the board of directors will definitely give you more shares!

"Lord of the country, Li Yuanzhen asks to see!"

Hearing the voice of the young general of the Li family, this Li Xiang really let go of his worries, and the affairs of the government and politics must be reorganized, but if you really want to resist the Song Dynasty, you have to see this soldier fighting.

"The lord of the country, my father Li Xiong has returned to Luzhou."

"That's fine, Changzhi, I have summoned you today to entrust you with a heavy responsibility."

Li Xiang was suddenly extremely serious, and when Li Yuanzhen was a little at a loss, Pan You directly mentioned it.

"The lord of the country will promote you to be the protector of the army of Jiangning Mansion, lead the Longxiang army, and train troops in Longqian Mountain outside Jinling City!"

"The minister will not be grateful!"

Li Yuanzhen was just about to kneel down to thank him, but Li Xiang hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"Changzhi, the Long Xiang Army has newly formed a 50,000-strong army from the southern border, and the 30,000 peasant soldiers recruited by Pan Qing today are all handed over to you."

Li Yuanzhen has been commanding the army for three years, and he knows very well that the matter of training the troops should not be rushed, and it will take a month to train the infantry army to the least.

But the lord of the country suddenly transferred 50,000 strong troops from the south, and among these 50,000, there were 20,000 cavalry, which was to quickly train the 30,000 peasant soldiers with 50,000 skilled veterans. In such a hurry, could it be that the lord of the country...

While Li Yuanzhen was still thinking, Li Xiang suddenly pulled out his forbidden army saber.

"When Wang Huan and the others return from the covenant, the widow can Chen soldiers go north and point their swords at Zhao Song!"