Two days later, the team of envoys led by Lu Yao and Ding Miao set off. As a team carrying Dunmu mission, there was no serious literati in the team, but led by two brave generals who killed people without blinking, with several elite soldiers and the leader of the Taihang Mountain bandits. This made the style of the entire team look quite weird.

At Shili Pavilion outside the Daxia Gate, the right chief of the shogunate, Wang Ju and several civilian officials gave Lu Yao and others a farewell. However, Duke Shi of Yue did not appear. It is said that he was very angry because he had to bow his head to King Xincai.

According to popular customs, everyone held a ceremony to worship the road god, called "Zudao". Wang Ju also gave a farewell poem to give a gift to him, and used it as a common theory. Lu Yao should answer a poem. However, Lu Yao was not well-versed in literature after all, and it was not a good idea to recite poems and fu. What's more, since the evolution of the Han and Wei dynasties, all the literary styles of all dynasties were prosperous. Chen Siwang, Sun Chu, Pan Yue and others all gave famous poems to the world. Lu Yao thought that if he forced himself to do it, he would be laughed at.

He hesitated for a while, and then saw that the civil servants were reluctant to maintain their demeanor and each had their own ulterior motives. It must have been the day before yesterday that the rude officials refuted the rude officials, which made these literati interested in their writings. Looking at their expressions, there were curious people, and there were kind-hearted people, and there were not only one person who intended to make a fool of himself. Thinking that he was the candidate for the mission chosen by Mr. Yue Shi himself, he could not lose his face after leaving the East Gate of Jinyang. At that moment, Lu Yao had no choice but to sigh: I could not say that I had to copy the man.

So he bowed to Wang Ju and said, "Thank you, the chief minister, for giving him a poem... He has never been talented and has always been neglected in literary affairs. I just wrote a song of the next song, so I would like to correct me."

After saying that, Lu Yao sang in a wild voice: "In May, there are snowstorms, no flowers, only cold. I heard the willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery. I followed the golden drum in the morning, and hugged the jade saddle at night. I wish to put my sword down my waist and cut Loulan straight!"

After the poem was finished, Lu Yao bowed to the people who saw him off and whipped him up.

The poems he sang were the most suitable for the current occasion among the many frontier poems in his memory. First, it is May, and everyone has to bid farewell to them. Second, he is a warrior and has not been able to go through several fierce battles. As for holding a sword and pacifying the enemy, it is even more a wish for his whole life. The thousand-year-old magical hand of the banished immortal is enough to shock the literati.

Lu Yao didn't want to see their surprised expressions. If he stayed for more, if he was asked to write a few more songs, it would be troublesome.

The group of people was fast, and after half an hour, the gray outline of Jinyang City Railway gradually disappeared from sight.

Hu Liuniang chanted in a low voice all the way, her eyes filled with glitter.

He Yun was impressed by Hu Liuniang's beauty after all, so he plucked up the courage to chat with him and said, "Master Hu, I wonder what you are talking about? Can you tell me?"

Hu Liuniang glanced at He Yun, smiled and said, "I thought your general Lu was just a brave soldier, but it turned out to be a talented man who was hidden... This song is so bold and full of artistic conception. It is really a masterpiece I have never heard of in my life!"

Xue Tong focused heavily and said loudly: "I hope to put the sword down my waist and kill Loulan! These two sentences are the most generous and best suited to my heart!"

Ding Miao also turned around and raised his thumbs up and said, "Daoming has you! This song of the bottom of the song sounds so unspeakable. You can make us martial artists face!"

The contemporary atmosphere has been deeply rooted in the bones of emphasis on literature and over military affairs. Even high-level military officers like Ding Miao and Xue Tong are envious of the literati's rewards in their hearts. Therefore, Lu Yao's poem was so exciting that everyone was inspired.

"It was not what I did." Lu Yao shook his head calmly.

"oh?"

"This poem was written by a swordsman named Li when I visited Luoyang in the past. The first sentence of the original poem is: I changed the word "Snow in the mountains in May" and I just used it to rescue me temporarily."

"In May, Tianshan Mountain is snowy, there are no flowers but only cold. I heard the willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery. I followed the golden drum in the morning, and hugged the jade saddle at night. I wish to put my sword under my waist and cut the Loulan straight!" Hu Liuniang whispered in a low voice and nodded and said, "As expected, the word Tianshan begins with the word "Tianshan", which shows the same love and meaning, and also consistent with the rhythm..."

Ding Miao asked: "This man is definitely not a first-class person in ordinary swordsmen. Could it be that the Li clan of Zhaojun?"

Lu Yao shook his head and said, "I don't know it well, either. I vaguely remember that his family came from Shu and was born in the Western Regions... This king, Shenlong, saw his head but not his tail, and I just listened to him occasionally write a poem."

"This Mr. Li must be a strange man who plays the world, and General Lu disdains to steal other people's poems and is noble." Hu Liuniang smiled and said, "When he came, he heard that General Lu was praised as a scholar, and he thought that Liuniang had no eyes and did not recognize a romantic talent in front of him, and he had a lot of thought in his heart. Now he can understand that General Lu is still the heroic military man I recognize."

Is this a different way to laugh at me for being a poor person? Lu Yao couldn't help but feel particularly disappointed. No matter what era it was, being despised by a beautiful beauty like flowers will always make people feel depressed.

"Master Hu Dazhai..." Perhaps because he was getting older and his mind became active, He Yun has made great progress in the past, and he actually knew how to come up to talk to his boss at the right time: "When we left the small road behind Funiu Village that day, we saw that the village was getting angry. How is the village now? Everyone is safe, right?"

Hu Liuniang suddenly seemed a little depressed, and she waved her hand: "Fu Niuzhai...is gone."

"Not?"

"Lower you left that day, the Hu people came to attack. The goddamn actually had a large number of rockets and shot them all. There were actually a group of cowards in the village who were supposed to work outside. I was not three heads and six arms, so I could not hold it back. Everyone was about to die on the mountain, but fortunately, a captain named Li Yun, who brought hundreds of reinforcements to force the Huns to retreat... But the village was burned to white ground and was completely destroyed!"

Hu Liuniang said depressedly: "The nobles in Luoyang City are really disaster stars. It is rare to get them and cause such big trouble! The village is gone, so we can only rely on other copycats to help with the winter, but we can't always rely on others to stay under someone else's roof. Uncle Zhang and the older brothers, I discussed it and had to go down the mountain to find a place... Later, I met the prefect Wen in Xiangyuan."

"By the way!" Hu Liuniang seemed to suddenly remember something: "By the way, then Captain Li Yun said he wanted to find the county lord, so I pointed out a way... Has he found you?"

"I've found it, I've found it." He Yun nodded repeatedly and said with lingering fear: "It's a good thing that I've found us, otherwise we will all die in the hands of your subordinate Xiang Fei..."

Xiang Fei almost killed He Yun at that time, which really impressed He Yun. He shook his head with his teeth and couldn't help but add: "Now think about it, the subordinates of the county lord of Jingling County have released a guard election, and your subordinates have produced Xiang Fei and more traitors. The way you two use people is really a match."

A few months ago, Hu Liuniang set up a bureau for the rebellion of the county lord of Jingling, forced the rebellion of Weixuan. Afterwards, Hu Liuniang was very proud and sarcastic about the county lord of Jingling. Unexpectedly, the bandits in Funiu Village bought more for the Huns. After attacking, even the Funiu Village, which had been passed down from two generations, could not even save the Funiu Village, which was passed down from generation to generation. It was really a reply in front of him, and it came quickly.

Therefore, after He Yun said this, Hu Liuniang couldn't help but become angry, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she almost jumped up.

Lu Yao pressed the reins on the side and walked slowly. Listening to the two of them, he hurriedly interrupted them.

He Yun is a half-aged man after all. After all, he was half-aged. Because he was scared by her Rong Guang when he saw Hu Liuniang last time, he couldn't help but find a verbal advantage this time. But after all, Funiu Village was poisoned by the Huns to protect his side and others. The foundation of Funiu Village, the lives of countless brothers and sisters in the village were all lost. If they were mocked, it would be too unkind.

If Hu Liuniang suddenly starts an attack, Lu Yao doesn't know what to do.

He coughed softly: "He Yun, how dare you be so arrogant? Go ahead and try your best, don't be too long here!"

He Yun curled his lips, squeezed his legs and went forward to find Zhu Sheng to chat.

Lu Yao bowed to Hu Liuniang sincerely and said, "Don't have the same knowledge as the ignorant children. If it weren't for the righteousness of the Great Village, I would be afraid that Lao Xue and He Yun would have died a few months ago at the hands of the Huns' pursuit soldiers. Yao would never dare to forget the recreation of the grace."

He looked at Hu Liuniang's expression and said in a more intense tone: "Although Funiu Village was burned down, it is not a good thing for the Lord Hu and his brothers to return to the court. Over the past few months, Lu has made merits under the Yue Shi Gong's tent and can barely speak... If you have any wishes and needs, please tell me. I will do my best to do it well."

Perhaps Lu Yao's career has been smooth sailing recently, so he said that he has some pity for the people by high-ranking officials; or perhaps Hu Liuniang was born into a bandit and was particularly sensitive. These words made Hu Liuniang even more unhappy.

She suddenly laughed: "General Lu, why bother to say these polite words?"

"Fu Niu Village is gone, and the old brothers in the village are dead and scattered. In this situation, what else can we have?" She raised her hand and swept away a strand of hair that was blown against the face by the mountain wind, and a hint of bitterness gradually brought to her laughter: "We only want to have a safe meal, only want the dignitaries to give a way to live, only want less corrupt officials to collect bribes and less naughty people to act arbitrarily... But who in the court can do this?"

She raised the whip and looked east: "Can Sima Teng from Yecheng do it?"

Then he went west: "Can the Governor Liu from Jinyang do it?"

"No one can do it. Because this court has long been rotten to the bottom! It has rotten to the roots!" Hu Liuniang spoke loudly. She looked at Lu Yao, with a look of provocation in her eyes: "General Lu, such a court is not worthy of my Hu Liuniang's service, so please stop mentioning any words that have returned to the court. The prefect Wen of Xiangyuan promised me that he would provide enough food only if he helped you for a while... that's all!"

Perhaps it was because of the burning of Funiu Village that Hu Liuniang continued to feel depressed, and she rarely couldn't control her emotions. At this moment, she did not have the charm of hearing before she laughed before she could speak, but instead seemed a bit fierce and a bit tough. This made Lu Yao suddenly wake up. This was actually like herself, the leader of Hu's village, who was just a poor person who struggled to survive in troubled times.

Hu Liuniang obviously hadn't stopped her anger, so she went there by herself.

Lu Yao looked at Hu Liuniang's back and didn't know what to say to respond.

In the eyes of most military and civilians under the Jinyang regime, the situation in Bingzhou has been getting better. After the Great Jin Dynasty, this giant who owned the nineteen states in the world was beaten by the Huns, it finally gradually gained a foothold, and what followed would be a storm-like counterattack. However, Lu Yao knew that the development of history was not as expected by the time.

Because the court had long been rotten to the bottom and to the roots. Hu Liuniang and her subordinates saw this clearly before anyone else.

The Great Jin was a dynasty that started with usurpation, conspiracy and rebellion. From the first day of its founding, it has been constantly weakening its own muscles, bones and blood, and the vitality of the Han people has also been destroyed. On the border, there are millions of fierce Hu people who are looking at the fat meat in the Central Plains like bloodthirsty beasts, and they will pounce on them at any time and bite them. The thousands of years of civilization history of China once entered the most dangerous period. The blood of Qinguan was lost, and the Jing bones were raised like a mountain; the Southern Yi and the Northern Di were intersecting, and China was endless.

If you want to turn the world around, you must gain as strong as possible in the shortest time.

Time is tight, Lu Yao clenched his fists and said to himself: Hurry up!

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