Jia Jirong was upset when he heard this. He blamed his father for being troublesome. Seeing that Ashen was born beautiful and was still as graceful as a girl in his thirties, he thought of sending him to Shenglong Mansion to curry favor with the new king Li Foma. Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, Ashen couldn't afford to get sick and things were dragged down.

A few years after Li Foma ascended the throne, he had already established seven queens in the palace. He was a lustful person and was also passionate about this matter. He still asked about it from time to time after more than a year and did not give up.

When things got to this point, Li Fomaba couldn't get along, but offended Xu Ping on the other side to death. The Jiaozhi Dynasty's additional official title was the carrot in front of the donkey, and it was impossible to see how to eat it. Xu Ping's troops had actually arrived at the doorstep, and his father was still dreaming.

The more Jia Jirong thought about it, the more he felt unsure. He asked Jia Chenggui: "Dad, it's August now. If the emperor wants to raise troops in winter, there should be some movement. Do you have any news? Will you go to Guangyuanzhou again this year?"

Jia Chengrong's face turned dark: "No, no, the message from Shenglong Mansion is coming, and I will conquer Champa this year."

"How can that be done?" Jia Jirong almost jumped up in an anxious mood, "There are five or six thousand troops opposite us. Without the support of Shenglong Mansion, we are just the flesh on the knife board! When will the Zhancheng be defeated? But at this time, the emperor wants to watch our Jia Cave be swallowed by the Song Dynasty? Without Jia Cave, what can Shenglong Mansion do well?"

Jia Chengrong was silent for a moment.

He couldn't understand this matter, so he ignored the big troubles in front of him and went to Chameng for a leisurely chess. He didn't know what Li Foma thought. Chameng and Jiaozhi were a feud, fighting each other every three years and fighting each other every five years. After any Jiaozhi king ascended the throne, he had to go to Chameng for a walk.

It is normal for the father and son of the Jia family to understand. Because things are different in Li Foma's eyes. Last year, he suffered a loss in Guangyuanzhou. He urgently needed to use a big victory in another direction to inspire people, and Chameng was the natural target of Jiazhi. As for the difficulties faced by Jiadong, how could the Jia family believe in whatever Li Foma said. With the land of Yongzhou, tens of thousands of troops can be gathered on the border. With this ability, the Song Dynasty had long since quenched Jiaozhi.

Since Emperor Taizong put Lingnan into the territory, the emperors of the Song Dynasty never stopped thinking about taking Jiaozhi County and the county, including Zhenzong. They only turned to conservative after the alliance with Khitan Chanyuan.

Jiadong felt that the sky was about to collapse, but Li Foma was in Shenglong Mansion but just thought they were bluffing and provoking Jiaozhi Northern Expedition to gain benefits from it.

Jia Jirong had really seen the Song army gathering towards the border, and was so anxious that the ants on the hot pan were wandering around the house. After a while, it made up his mind and said to Jia Chenggui: "Dad, this won't work! Luzhou is less than fifty miles away from us and less than thirty miles away from the countryside. If you really fight, the Song army will arrive in one day. At that time, Shenglong Mansion wanted to save us. Can we wait for reinforcements? We have to think of other ways!"

"Another way? Could it be that you want to join Guangyuanzhou? We only fought with the emperor last year, and do you think they won't hold grudges?"

"We local officials are very common things to break up and get together! We will get married tomorrow. Isn't this what we have been doing for thousands of years? When we are in a blazing state, don't care about those things!"

The Mid-Autumn Festival moon is full, and the water-like moonlight spreads on the ground outside. Through the window, the front of the bed is also decorated with silver white, revealing a dreamy color.

Ashen leaned against the head of the bed, quietly looking at the moonlight outside the window, his eyes blurred, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xiaolan stood in front of the bed and said excitedly about Jia Jirong going to Pingxiang from outside. She kept talking nonstop. When she was happy, she couldn't help but walk around two circles in the same place.

"Sister, it must be Xiaozhu who brought your letter. Guanren Duan sent troops and was about to pick you up!"

Ashen smiled and shook his head slightly: "His official position is low, just thinking to himself, where can he do it again?"

Xiaolan said: "More than ten years ago, the officials of the Duan Dynasty became county magistrates. Now they can manage one state or even several states. Why can't they do it? The officials of the court are different from those local officials!"

"It's been more than ten years, and he's still a magistrate. Haven't you heard from people outside?"

"But people outside also said that his current magistrate is different from the previous magistrates. He has a lot of officials! He is also in charge of the place, so he will continue to come to Liangzhou!"

Ashen just smiled and shook his head, too lazy to argue with a fifteen-year-old girl.

He was like a water person. For more than ten years, Ashen had been used to waiting silently in the dark corner. The outside world was a story for her. Even if she was the protagonist of the story, she just listened quietly.

Whether she can meet Duan Fang again is no longer important to Ashen. After she knows that there is another world, there will be no more helplessness in that world. If you are concerned, she wants to see her daughter with her own eyes. She doesn’t know what she has grown up and whether she is like herself back then. She wants to tell her daughter in person not to repeat her destiny, and do what she should do when she should do, and don’t chew on the bitterness of the years in endless waiting.

Xiaolan was still chattering excitedly, but Ashen couldn't listen at all. Looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, it seemed like he had returned to the days more than ten years ago.

Duan Fang was only twenty years old at that time, as gentle as a gentleman. The two of them were in the yard, beside the osmanthus tree, snuggling together to worship the moon. She wished him one day to win the osmanthus in the toad palace, and he wished her never to grow old like fairy Chang'e. He said that he would go to the Central Plains to stay away from the troubles of the Lingnan region. She said that he would always maintain this face and accompany her to the forever.

More than ten years have passed, and I am as old as before, but my life has passed and I am terminally ill. However, Duan Fang has not won the toad palace and has been wasting his time in Lingnan, and I don’t know what he is now.

"The light is like water dyeing black hair, the lonely shadow is like crazy. The sky is vast and the stars are empty and lonely, and the moon is bright without tears and longing forever."

Duan Fang also wrote a poem that year, lamenting the lonely years of Fairy Chang'e in Guanghan Palace. Now Ashen is lying on the hospital bed, looking at the water-like moonlight, and smiling and thanking lovesickness is also a kind of happiness.

The same moon, the same world, some people are happy and some are sad.

In the Menzhou Houya, Huang Guanshou and his family were also watching the moon.

The moonlight is as blurred as a dream, and the fragrance of osmanthus is intoxicating. The atmosphere seems solemn.

When Huang Guanshou looked up, he saw the mountains in the north and the towering Zhennan Pass that was already level with the mountains. When he saw this majestic pass, the wine in his mouth didn't taste any more.

Huang Guanshou put down the wine glass in his hand and said to his father sitting in the main seat: "Dad, the pass in front of our door has been built. What should we do in the state of our country? We can no longer drag it down!"

Huang Zhizhou said: "What did the people who came to Guangyuanzhou yesterday say?"

"Hmph, what else can I say! It's just that our Menzhou guards them and does not let the imperial soldiers come over. It's easy to say. More than 200 local residents in Menzhou are against the imperial army, but they can think of it!"

Huang Zhizhou sighed: "Yes, not to mention Pingxiangdong, there are more than 500 imperial soldiers and horses in the opposite Zhennanguan. Block the way? We are ants who want to block the elephant's way!"

Huang Guanshou was a little irritated: "The matter is clear. I really don't know what my father is still hesitating! Last time I went to Qianlongdong to meet the official magistrate. Although he is young, he is very kind and easy to talk to. Now he doesn't come to us. He just hopes that we will take the initiative ourselves. If we miss the opportunity and start a military force, we will not have a friendship. A powerful force like Shangsizhou has been cut off yet!"

"You are still young and are prone to impulsiveness when doing things. Our Menzhou is sandwiched between Guangyuanzhou, Jiadong and the court. If you walk a short path, you will be doomed. How can you be careful again?"

"But it's not a solution to keep being careful like this. It's already Mid-Autumn Festival, and the rain is as low as a day. Xu Guanren has gathered so many soldiers and horses in Pingxiang, so it's not good to put them there. Once he comes to the door, don't we still have to be obedient? At that time, it will become our begging people, and it's hard to have a good retreat!"

Huang Zhizhou was frowning: "Should wait for another half a month, and you must make a decision as soon as September enters."

"Why wait till September?"

"In September, all parties are going to move their troops, and there will inevitably be signs. Let's worry about it."

Huang Guanshou looked at his father and was silent for a while and said, "Dad still can't get to the foundation of the country?"

Huang Zhizhou smiled bitterly: "This foundation has been passed down from our ancestors. It has been passed down to my hands after so many strong winds and waves. It means that you can let it go by just letting it go? How can you know the difficulties here!"

"But why should we defend it! As long as we command the imperial troops and come out of Zhennan Pass and rush towards us, there will be no more than 200 Tian Zijia who can stop it!"

"Of course we can't defend the state alone. Now we're waiting to see Jiaozhi's movements. If we can send a large army there, there is no need to be more. It would be better if we attacked Guangyuanzhou last year, and the state can still defend it."

Huang Guanshou shook his head when he heard this, but he didn't expect that his father was still dreaming of Jiaozhi. Even if the Shenglong Mansion really sent troops, the Menzhou could be defended? There is no use if there are fewer people, and even if there are too many people, the Menzhou cannot be maintained. Is it worth it?

After drinking two glasses of wine, Huang Zhizhou asked his son: "What do you think in your heart?"

Huang Guanshou said: "My father still doesn't understand my thoughts? Go to the court early and give away the states and give them away. We will not do this magistrate anymore! From what I heard from there, the local officials took the initiative to implement the law of raising Ding and offered the land to the court, and all had a large amount of silver and money to compensate. In addition to our years of savings, we used this money to start some business in Taiping County and Yongzhou City, and asked a few supervisors to take care of it. We were not much better than now!"

Huang Zhizhou shook his head and said, "Business is so easy to do? We natives do not know the treacherousness of businessmen. If one of them is not good, they will be deceived and their families will be destroyed. Which one should we find at that time?"

"This is because my father doesn't understand the situation under the rule of the court! We don't have to manage the business ourselves. Just find the veteran supervisor and give more wages, so we will naturally sit and eat interest. If we are not at ease, we can invest money in other people's business. If we don't care about everything, we can get 10% of the capital a year."

Huang Zhizhou looked at his son and asked, "Where did you hear about these?"

"Now Zuojiang Road is like this everywhere, do you need to ask special questions? Now the two largest rich people in Taiping, one is Huang Tianbiao and the other is Shen Chengrong. They were all local officials who did not take us into consideration because they followed Xu Guanren. Now they are now gold and silver, food and clothing, and they are just like princes. How dare we think about small families like us! Dad, just how much oil and water is there after we scrape the whole country? Why don't we just give it up? If we get the money, we will be a local tyrant in Taiping, which is better than worrying about sitting here?" (To be continued.)
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