A horse-drawn carriage travels on the official road in Taigu County, Bazhou.

It was close to dusk, and there should be at least more than an hour to go from the county seat, but in the field to the left of the convoy, a village with white walls and black tiles appeared.

The village is beautiful, with dozens of houses scattered along the banks of a river valley, some of which are shaded by five or six particularly large camphor trees like giant umbrellas.

There are waterwheels along the river, there are mills.

In some ordinary woodlands by the river, there are some ducks and chickens roaming, and although those houses look very simple, the smoke curls and the sound of dogs barking constantly makes people on the journey think of the warmth of their long-lost hometown.

With a soft command, the convoy came to a halt and set up camp on the side of the road.

A quiet and elegant man walked out of a carriage in the middle of this train fleet, he is all the gate lords in the world, including the Chen family's military advisor Chen Duru, who is feared by the nobles and generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty, at this time most of the key decisions of the Chen family in the Southern Dynasty are from him, but he stands on the side of the road with his hands in his hands, quietly looking at the village, and seems to be no different from the vast majority of homesick wanderers.

Sooner or later, most people will understand that the more things a person cares about, the harder it is for them to get something.

At this time, this kind of indisputable, paradise-like leisure is the most luxurious thing for people like him.

The fighting in the north is already quite intense.

The main border armies of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Dynasties had been spread out in six or seven prefectures and counties centered on Xiyu Prefecture at this time, and some of the cities that originally belonged to the Northern Wei Dynasty now belonged to the Southern Dynasties, while some of the cities that originally belonged to the Southern Dynasties had belonged to the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Strictly speaking, Qizhou, one of the prefectures and counties where the fighting was fierce, was not too far from Bazhou, and in Chen Qianru's view, in fact, as long as the strategic intentions of the Northern Wei Dynasty changed slightly, the flames of war would burn to Bazhou.

It's just that the people here still don't know anything about it, and they still live in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Things are often not as good as they should be, and those who do not know are happy.

This quiet village is a rare scenery in Chen Qianru's eyes, and he doesn't want to disturb it, but the people here are simple and hospitable, and the camping of their convoy still alarms the villagers in the village.

Before the villagers had their own dinner, some people came to visit and brought some charcuterie and cured meats, and even some home-brewed spirits.

I'm afraid that not many people are interested in trying this kind of shoddy liquor in Jiankang City, but they have different choices depending on their mood.

Chen Jianru sat down under an old locust tree, poured a pot of wine, and drank the cured meat sent by the villagers.

When night really fell, the stars in the sky lit up one by one.

The villagers went to bed early, and the lights were soon all extinguished.

The darker the place, the brighter the stars in the sky tend to appear and the clearer they appear to the human eye.

There seemed to be no connection between the stars in the sky and the faint candles in the village, but without those faint candles, the stars in the sky seemed to suddenly brighten up.

For a character like him, many big things in the world are indeed often affected by many seemingly unrelated little things.

An uninvited guest came in the night.

This was a very powerful cultivator, flying silently like a huge bat in the night, and it was not until it approached the periphery of the convoy that it attracted the attention of the cultivators in the convoy.

It's just that Chen Duru knew that this person would come, so there was no change in the entire convoy.

The cultivator in a black night robe quietly landed in front of him, and then sat down with him face to face.

This is a very delicate-looking man, who looks younger than Chen Qianru.

Even after a long journey, even if the true element fluctuations in his body were still difficult to calm down when he sat down, and a puff of mist was constantly stirred up around him, this man still gave people an extremely handsome and neat feeling.

And even a quiet bow seems to be more dignified than ordinary people, and it seems that even such a salute has been taught and trained very strictly.

"Sure. ”

The man in the black night suit sniffed the wine in the pot on the table, reached out and drank a glass of himself, and then said three words very simply.

His voice was calm, but it was a little harsh.

Chen Wanru nodded.

He couldn't hide the disappointment in his heart and sighed softly.

As early as the beginning of this year, the emperor had intended to make Xiao Hong, the king of Linchuan, the generalissimo of the expedition to the north, and commanded the five border armies of Yongwu, Zhuangwei, Xuanwei, Mingwei and Dingyuan.

In all fairness, Xiao Yan was much better than any emperor in the previous dynasty, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for the entire Southern Dynasty to be renewed in just a few years, sweeping away the chaos and decadence of the previous dynasty, but everyone has flaws.

In his and many people's eyes, Xiao Yan's biggest problem is not just that he was too worried about some capable ministers of the previous dynasty and did not dare to make good use of them, but instead punished them. Xiao Yan's biggest problem is cronyism, and he does not discriminate equally, and often has some incredible actions.

In the past few years, there have often been cases of his old subordinates bending the law for personal gain, but he did not pursue it.

In the current war between the two Koreas, the border armies on both sides naturally need a strong commander, a strong commander, not only can make the most correct command at some critical moments, but often he can give those border troops strong confidence even if he does nothing.

Faith is the source of morale.

However, in the eyes of most people, Xiao Hong is not a character who can take on this kind of role.

There is more than loyalty, but there is not enough bravery, and the literati are too popular, and they will appear cowardly and cowardly in many things.

Since the beginning of the year, many people have been trying to get Xiao Yan to cancel this idea, but after delaying it for so long, at this time, the emperor's decision is still this kind of decision.

Sure enough, things are hard to get things done.

"The most frightening thing is not his lack of ability to command the army, or his personality. ”

The man in the black night robe drank a glass of spirits, and he couldn't hide the disappointed look in his eyes, "It's that the emperor has been too fond of him over the years, and his subordinates are too arrogant, and they often lose their sense of proportion." ”

Chen Wanru shook his head slowly.

He said softly: "In my opinion, the most worrying thing is not these, the most worrying thing is that the emperor will forgive him... Even if he made some serious mistakes, the emperor would probably forgive him and his arrogant subordinates, and he himself subconsciously understood this. ”

The man in the black nightcoat fell silent.

He knew that was the truth.

If a person makes a mistake, he will definitely be forgiven, then subconsciously, of course, he will not be afraid of making mistakes like others.

"Then there's only one last option. ”

The man in the black night robe stood up, and before leaving, he said softly, "My son-in-law asks you to plan." ”

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