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The bow of the ship is sparsely populated, and the handsome young man led by him is less than twenty, but he has already shown a kind of arrogant momentum that rises to the top, and his edge is exposed.

At this moment, he stood against the railing, looking down at the stars and colored lights that flashed from time to time in the sunlight of the yellow turbid river, which were countless gravels that flowed with the water.

"Is soil erosion so bad...... For thousands of years, the major plains and plateaus around the Yellow River in the north have always been the center of China's Middle-earth civilization, and they are densely populated.

However, the way of heaven is good, and it has its own reasons for its rise and fall. The dense population has created unprecedented prosperity, which has also led to overdevelopment of land and soil erosion in the Yellow River......

If this situation is not taken seriously, the northerners will eventually reap the consequences, and then the 800 miles of fertile wilderness will gradually turn into a dry desert, and the prosperity of the ages will gradually wither...... Isn't it sad and lamentable?"

A look of admiration appeared on the face of a young man next to him, "How many people in the world can see the subtleties like a big brother and have far-reaching intelligence?"

What's more, the Han people in the north are willing to degenerate, vulgar and vulgar, like barbarians, they will only kill and plunder their neighbors, and do not emphasize education, how can they know the way to govern the country, take agriculture as the foundation, and whether the fertile land can be applied in the long run is particularly important?

For the political herdsmen, those who do not seek eternity are not enough to seek a moment!" said at the end, and the disdain was overflowing.

Another kind young man couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and persuaded: "The second brother must not underestimate the heroes of the world, there are frequent wars in the north, and there are many Han and Hu people who can always stand tall......

The young man before snorted coldly, with a rebellious look, and raised the long sword in his hand, "Is it a hero, you still need to ask me about the three-foot Qingfeng in the hands of Lingnan Song Zhi!"

The kind young man still had to talk about it, and the heroic young man led by him patted the sword behind his back, and said categorically: "Yes, our trip is just to meet the masters of all walks of life in the north, south, China and foreign countries for a while, how can we be cowardly before fighting?"

However, Brother Lu's prudence is also reasonable, we must not be arrogant and underestimate the enemy, otherwise the same arrogant army will be defeated!"

"What the eldest brother said is very true!" Song Zhi and Song Lu responded in unison, understanding that the eldest brother Song Que was each playing thirty boards, and he didn't want them to continue the senseless battle of will.

Song Que said leisurely: "Since Yuwen Yong successfully swallowed up the Northern Qi Dynasty, all countries in the world have paid attention, and they all think that Yuwen Yong is very likely to swallow up our Southern Dynasty, unify Middle Earth, and end the division situation for hundreds of years.

And that's exactly what happened...... I have carefully analyzed the deployment of Yuwen Yong before and after the annihilation of Qi, and found that there were indeed capable people and wise men in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the success of the destruction of Qi was not accidental, but a comprehensive victory integrating all-round achievements such as domestic politics and enriching the country, diplomatic success, strengthening the army and strengthening the army, and proper strategy, which was inevitable!

As far as the national strength is concerned, the Northern Zhou Dynasty sits on the entire north and has an absolute advantage over our Southern Chen, and the only one who can be feared by our Southern Chen is the Yangtze River defense line. ”

Song Zhi was unconvinced: "Although the Northern Zhou Dynasty is rich and strong, the reason why it was able to successfully destroy Qi was that the Northern Qi Dynasty was in turmoil, the people were scattered, and they killed the generals and abolished their martial arts.

And my Southern Dynasty Ming Jun is in power, the upper and lower levels are harmonious, the army and the people are united, and they have the benefits of the Yangtze River, but they are not as vulnerable as the Northern Qi Dynasty!"

Song Que shook his head, "There have long been rumors in the DPRK that His Majesty's old injuries have recurred, and he is seriously ill...... It's not for nothing.

His Majesty's heir, the crown prince Chen Shubao, has a glutinous personality, likes literature and dislikes martial arts, loves poetry and poetry rather than governing the country, and is not the posture of a Ming monarch; Chen Shuling, the king of Shixing, is just the opposite, brave and good at fighting, but he is extravagant and corrupt, greedy for beauty, vicious and tyrannical, and has appeared like a tyrant.

On this occasion when the strong enemy is watching, once Your Majesty Long Yubintian, no matter who Chen Shubao or Chen Shuling can overcome the unification, it will not be the blessing of the society, and my Southern Dynasty will be in danger!"

Song Zhiru was hit by the vital point, his face turned pale, and he fell silent.

Song Lu has a plain personality, humble and self-controlled, unlike Song Zhi, who blindly relies on the orthodox name of the Han people of the Song family and is arrogant, radical and stubborn. Hearing this, he pondered for a moment before he muttered: "Countries outside the region will not sit idly by and watch the emergence of a unified and powerful empire like the Qin and Han dynasties in history, among which the Turks are the most.

Now the Turks and the Northern Zhou border are rubbing shoulders, and the war is about to break out, which is the best proof of this...... It is reported that Yu Wenyong did have the intention of crossing the Yangtze River earlier, but he interrupted the Turkic provocation.

Yuwen Yong could not calm the Turkic troubles for a day, so he had no time to separate himself to conquer our dynasty in the south, but the Turks and the Northern Zhou Dynasty were both first-class powers, and the two tigers competed, and the war would probably be protracted.

If our Southern Dynasty can seize the opportunity, accumulate national strength, and prepare its troops for military preparation, it may not have the opportunity to defeat the strong with the weak in the future!"

"Brother Lu seems to have ignored the specific situation of the Turks......" Song Que said lightly: "The great Khan of the Turks today is arrogant and arrogant, has no one in his eyes, is cruel and tyrannical, and is stubborn and self-serving, and has always regarded the Northern Zhou and Northern Qi as fat on the lips.

Once Yuwen Yong sent troops to the steppe and the northern expedition to the Turks, it was likely that Tu Bo would not only not adopt the tactics of the nomads' habitual roundabout sneak attack and drag down the enemy's grain route, but would brazenly lead the Golden Horde to meet the battle head-on.

However, the Turks have been in constant conflict with Persia, a powerful country in the Western Regions, for many years, and they have won and lost each other, even if they have a big war with the Northern Zhou, they have to set up heavy troops in the Western Regions to guard against Persia, and it is difficult to concentrate all their efforts on fighting with the Northern Zhou.

With such an all-out effort and a two-sided war, the outcome is not optimistic. The grassland is vast, if the Turks are defeated, Yuwen Yong will not be able to cut it down, and he may turn around and try to destroy our Southern Dynasty in one fell swoop by taking advantage of the high morale after the big victory!"

"It's the little brother who is not thoughtful. Song Lu smiled bitterly, "It turns out that the war between the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Turks is related to the overall situation of the world, no wonder the major forces are ready to move, and they all send masters to the northern border fortress either openly or covertly!"

Song Zhi's eyes suddenly burst into light, and he said in a deep voice: "If the eldest brother is in charge of the Southern Dynasty, he will definitely be able to enrich the country and strengthen the army, and turn defeat into victory...... It may not be impossible to unify the north from the south!"

Song Lu was taken aback, although he knew that his second brother Song Zhi was crazy about worshipping the talented eldest brother Song Que, and faintly had the grand ambition to assist Song Que in achieving great causes, but he didn't expect Song Zhi to be so radical that he almost lost his mind.

"Ruling the power of the Southern Dynasties?...... Hmph!" Song Que chuckled, unmoved by Song Zhi's words, his eyes were as bright as ever, but clear and calm, "I, Song Valve, live in Lingnan, with a scarce population and not abundant products, and the people under my jurisdiction are all unruly South Vietnamese barbarians such as slang and fangs, and they are simply unable to suppress the great warriors of the Southern Dynasty, so how can I hold the power of the Southern Dynasty?"

Moreover, I have no self-knowledge, I have led my troops to suppress the rebellion of the Slang and Fang tribes since I was a child, and I have fought a lot of bloody battles, so I can sharpen my martial arts and sword skills, and I may have a reputation among the Slang and Fang tribes.

However, Lingnan is remote, the exchange of information is inconvenient, and the slang and fang tribes are vulgar and unbearable, and they have never been taken seriously by the mainstream of the Southern Dynasties...... All this, I'm afraid I'm just a slightly brilliant hairy boy in the eyes of the mainstream of the Southern Dynasties, not worth mentioning, if you want to dominate the Southern Dynasties, it's still very early!"

Song Zhi was unwilling to say: "It's just that people in the world haven't seen your martial arts and art of war, big brother, if you ......"

Song Que waved his hand and interrupted: "So my trip is focused on seeing the world's masters and sharpening my sword skills, thinking too much will confuse my mind, and it is not beneficial to practice martial arts!"

After a pause, he pointed out again: "Brother Zhi, your qualifications are not bad, but unfortunately your mind is not pure, otherwise the martial arts sword law will not stop at today's situation."

It must be known that my Song family's martial arts originated from the first ancestor Song Beifeng, and experienced generations of masters to cultivate and replenish benefits, whether it is qigong or swordsmanship, it is not inferior to any first-class sect or gate valve on the rivers and lakes, but there is still a big gap compared to the real top mastery in the Daomen, Buddhism, and Demon Gates.

If you only know how to practice the family martial arts step by step, and don't think about becoming another cardinal, I'm afraid it will be difficult to rank among the top masters in this life!"

Song Zhi was shocked, his face was full of shame, and he was speechless.

Song Lu thought thoughtfully, "Could it be that the eldest brother gave up the family swordsmanship and switched to the sword technique, just because he didn't want to follow in the footsteps of the masters of the Song family, and wanted to come out of his own cardinal and break through the limitations of the Song family's martial arts?"

Song Que said casually: "It's not entirely like that...... The reason why I am dedicated to knife skills, in addition to the above reasons, is that I have been on the battlefield since I was a child, and I am more accustomed to using knives in battle formations.

The idea of having another cardinal in the family tradition of martial arts, surpassing the predecessors, was also an idea that only happened to me later. ”

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Chang'an Imperial Palace.

In the corridor, the great eunuch He Quan held the dust with his left arm, and walked quickly with the tea tray in his right hand, and a large bowl of scarlet blood on the plate was as flat as a mirror, without the slightest ripple, only a faint fishy hot breath.

There are three steps and one post between the major palaces, five steps and one sentry, and occasionally there are patrols interspersed with each other.

Seeing that it turned to a dead end, He Quan's left hand holding the dust handle trembled slightly, and a blood-colored pill the size of a peanut was instantly thrown into the blood in the bowl, silently, and the blood could not be waved, and the clear strength was controlled just right.

He Quan walked forward briskly as usual from beginning to end, without any abnormalities...... Everything is unaware!

In a short time, He Quan had already come to the Zhengwu Hall where the emperor summoned the ministers, but saw that Yu Wenxian, Pei Ju, Pu Liurujian, Yuwen Shenju and other important ministers were in the ranks, and Pu Liurujian was reporting to Yuwen Yong on the training status of the soldiers and horses.

He Quan went straight to Yuwen Yong's side, handed over a porcelain bowl filled with blood, and his eyes inadvertently swept over the notes laid out on several cases, which was the report of the Tubo Khan leading his troops to invade Youzhou, killing and plundering the local official warehouses and people, and Liu Xiong of the Zhuguo State led his troops to meet the battle, but the soldiers were defeated and died.

The death of a high-ranking general on the border represents another escalation of the conflict between the Turks and the Great Zhou, officially and completely tearing the skin, and the battle of the whole country is inevitable!

Yu Wenyong listened to Yang Jian's recital with a solemn expression, and at the same time took the porcelain bowl casually, ignoring the smell of blood mixed with the smell of wine and medicine, and drank the warm blood.

This has just collected the blood of the heart of the wild male stag in the prime of life, mixed with warm medicinal wine, and taken while it is hot, the most is to make up for the deficiency and gain the essence and blood.

For Yu Wenyong, who has always been thrifty and self-disciplined, this may be the only luxury he enjoys, and it is not out of his original intention!

Shi Zhixuan clearly sensed that the blood poison in Yu Wen Yong's body had deepened by one point, and at this point, Yu Wen Yong had already taken three blood pills.

This kind of strange poison refined from Shi Zhixuan's unique [Blood Refining Mercury Syrup] level blood essence as the main material contains his pure spiritual essence, no matter how far away it is, it is impossible to hide his induction.

What really impressed Shi Zhixuan was that as the master of He Quan, the behind-the-scenes manipulator of the drug, Yang Jian also knew all this, but from beginning to end, although Yang Jian had been looking up at Yu Wenyong, he never focused his eyes on He Quan, who delivered the medicine, the deer blood who took the blood-colored pill, or Yu Wenyong's lips, and there was no fluctuation in the expression on his face and the tone of the words in his mouth.

It's like he doesn't care if Yu Wenyong will find out the clues, and even this matter has nothing to do with him at all.

This made Shi Zhixuan have to sigh secretly, "It is worthy of a generation of traitorous males, ruthless and scheming, and secondary, such psychological quality and acting camouflage, no one in the world can match it!" (To be continued.) )