In the hot summer, in the sanitary center transformed from Baoqing Temple at the foot of Luofu Mountain.

Old friends Lu Guimeng and Pi Rixiu, who met again, also sat upright in the shade under the pavilion. Feeling the breeze blowing from the hills and drinking tea together.

"I dare to ask Brother Lu Wang, is our Wunan envoy, any new work?"

After talking about some recent situations, Pi Rixiu asked.

"Since he has shown his favorite lyrics and musical scripts, I don't know how many people in this place have begun to praise lyrics and music. This time it is a rare seven-character poem about scenery "Wanghulou Drunk Book"..."

Lu Guimeng smiled

"This gentleman finally wrote an excellent poem that can be sung by the world. Shouldn't you, the poet of the world, have any expression or attitude?"

Pi Rixiu heard this but teased

"Xi Mei, don't joke with me anymore. Since those experiences and encounters, I have understood it a long time ago; articles and education alone are not enough to save time! As long as he can permeate the thoughts of living for the people from beginning to end, what is my mere name in the poetry world?"

Lu Guimeng smiled bitterly and waved his hand and said.

"Actually, I prefer to read "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" these days, and I think I have gained some insights for my entertainment..."

"Is Lu Wang actually watching "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" too?"

Pi Rixiu said even more surprised

"Because although it is called the heroes and heroes of ancient times, for me, there are many people who have learned about it now... Especially the various situations and evolutions involved have been fulfilled one after another?"

Lu Guimeng couldn't help but put down the tea set and said seriously.

“That’s right…”

Pi Rixiu nodded with a complicated expression.

"The current Yellow Turban power has forced Emperor Xian, and the ten regular attendants are still in power. Just wait for someone who dares to "He Jin" to kill the officials. But I don't know where the two Yuans, the three officials of the fourth generation, and the Aman, who has the origin of the official family, will fall to..."

"No matter what the north is, we are at least lucky to be safe. There are no rumors in the market. We are at least a great Emperor Wu who is at the south of the Yangtze River."

Lu Guimeng seemed to have some feelings.

"I think Sun Zhongmou, who is in charge of the eight Jiangzuo families, is not enough to match..."

Pi Rixiu's expression became slightly solemn, and he gently pulled the teacup with his fingers.

"Don't ask about his background or morality, he only uses talent; don't you think it's familiar. And he can use severe punishments and ruthless laws and advocates official skills. Wherever he goes, he takes military farming as the foundation, takes Gongshu and Mohists as the business, and Yang Zhu's studies to increase profits... In addition to the fact that his family and houses are not prosperous, it is simply another one."

"Shi Mei, the world has changed a lot now."

Lu Guimeng quickly interrupted him.

"At least in his rule, the old families wanted to follow the stories of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and the children of foreigners joined forces with various tyrants, and the powerful were respectful to themselves. It was obvious that it was gradually no longer feasible."

"It's a pity that this leader has the ambition to whip the world, but why is there no choice for family and house? And there is no descendant. In terms of long-term great cause, it will be a disaster."

Pi Rixiu continued to sigh.

"Actually, it's not that there is no choice for a house, but with the rise of this master, the temporary choices we had thought about are no longer worthy of...."

Then a sudden color appeared on Lu Guimeng's face.

"Is this what you meant this time?"

"I really don't dare to hide it from Brother Lu Wang. This is also the wish of those who are lucky enough to make good use of it. This person's talent, vision and mind were the best choices at that time, but unfortunately his relatives are still too thin."

Pi Rixiu nodded half a bitter smile and half a solemnly.

"Even if it is for the sake of future prosperity and survival, even if you want to flatter it, you won't care about the infamy of luck. But among the people who are not good at writing and have to use it, Brother Lu Wang should pay attention to it the most..."

"If this is the case, what's my old face worth? This matter is definitely the only thing that's right."

Lu Guimeng did not hesitate for long, and immediately agreed.

——Separation line—

The soldiers and horses were busy and guarded in Fengtian City, Fengxiang Mansion.

"Yang Dujian kept saying that he wanted to serve the country, why didn't he come to join forces with me... Don't you know that under the flames of thieves, you can only achieve something by working together?"

Zheng Ting, the prime minister who was gathering troops in Fengtian, couldn't help but laugh and said in anger.

"It's really the key to the Dasanguan Pass, which involves the safety of the emperor. Although Mr. Yang is also arrogant, he is helpless and unable to resist the public's intentions for a while."

Faced with the questioning of the Prime Minister when he was rescued, Yan Zunmei, the deputy envoy of the North Court, who was ordered to come, couldn't help but shrink her neck, but could only grit her teeth and smile cautiously.

"Now, Yang Shumi has ordered people to transfer 10,000 stones of rice and grain from Xingyuan Prefecture and 30,000 pieces of colored silk; it is about to arrive in the middle of the transfer,"

"Didn't the Dujian always cherish each other with Mr. Zheng? Did he really believe the words of the evil books circulating in the public and think that some people want to imitate the story of killing officials in the late Han Dynasty?"

But Yan Zunmei, who was sweating heavily, had a wet back, and after saying goodbye, someone around her couldn't help but speak.

"As a result of what we saw, we must be careful; I don't know whether this Zheng Gong is holding He Jin or Yuan Shao's thoughts, or Dong Zhuo's style, or Wang Yun's old ambitions..."

Yan Zunmei also sighed heavily.

"But no matter what, the story of the outer town holding the emperor to command the princes must not be repeated in our hands. Now the Holy Lord is lucky enough to steal the two capitals. Just as the world is in a state of chaos, our close friends are the first to be targeted by the public."

"If the Holy Lord wants to issue an edict to blame himself in the future, who should you think you should be the one who will be the first to be sent to thank the world? Therefore, not only Yang (Fu Gong) Sumi was inevitably worried and became sick, but even Yang (Fu Guang) was thinking about it again and again..."

"At least, the Fengtian Xingtai, which is currently in Zheng Xianggongtang, has at least the troops in the three towns of the towns to protect their wings and support them, which is enough to deal with the thieves in Guanzhong for a long time. We just stabilized the situation in front of us, and continued to consolidate our grace after the Holy Lord settled down."

And he also secretly heard some things. For example, the first thing Mr. Zheng did when he arrived in Fengtian was to kill people and establish his authority. He defeated dozens of people under Fengtian Town, Gao Jisun, prepared for war, or caused a defect in the warehouse, and the generals and officers who lost money in the army were killed.

Li Chengyi, the young envoy (eunuch) in the town, was also executed in the list of suspected bribes and false registration. In the end, only a few people, including Qi Kejian, deputy envoy of Fengtian Town, were preserved due to respectful service; and were transferred to the town envoy and the commander of the left Shence Right Infantry Army.

But we should know that since the Zhenyuan period, especially the Ganlu Temple change in the seizure of power by eunuchs, after the Yongzhen reform of the two monarchs and Sima, the thirteen towns in the capital and the left and right camps, and all rewards, punishments, transfers, selection and resignation were made by the four nobles (the left and right Privy Councilor, the left and right Shence Lieutenant) selected by the eunuchs, and they decided not to let any external ministers, including the prime minister, get involved or inquire.

As a small envoy of the prison town, apart from the struggles between the eunuchs and the chaos of the vassal states, there may be no example of being executed by foreign ministers for a long time. Not to mention that the brother of the clan was the governor of the Taining Army and the envoy of the east recruitment. Now, because of the lack of support, he has lost his life and death after the fall of Tongguan.

How can the above things not make people wary and self-threatening?

However, while looking at the figure of the departing messenger at the Fengtian Bureau, Zheng Ting, in military uniform, sighed heavily. Now, he is probably the most shabby and weak prime minister and general in the world (inviting camps) in all ages.

Although there are children from the three towns in the west of Beijing as a supporter, they have not improved or helped much except for protecting themselves. As a standard scholar-document, he is not a person who is particularly good at killing and easy to kill.

However, when he first came to Fengtian, he could be said to have no money, no food, and no life; besides the name of a prime minister, there were only more than a thousand followers and officials who followed him or gathered on the road.

Therefore, he must eliminate these local forces that are intricate and confusing, and may corrupt and endanger the old subordinates of the town army that he fought against the thief and restored, and use their wealth and materials as rewards and incentives to open up the situation in a desperate situation, reorganize morale and corps.

But he never thought that it also touched the suspicion and taboos of the eunuchs around the emperor; even Yang Fuguang, who had been citing his old partner as an assistant, could not show enough understanding and cooperation, which made him even more exhausted.

After all, although he occupied the gateway to the west of Beijing and was backed by the northwest towns as a response, it seemed to be a great pattern of potential; but he had a very obvious weakness and defect, which was the lack of sufficient hoarding and reserves.

The long-term operation and settlement of the imperial court in the local area could only satisfy the basic food and clothing of the people in several nearby towns; and it was unimaginable to further fight against the thieves and quell the rebellion.

Many soldiers chewed horses, the money for housing, burning and burying money for the formation, and the gifts and rewards in front of the formation are not something that can be transformed out of thin air. If there is any disadvantage in the war, the chain consequences will be disastrous.

The towns in the northwest also had similar problems. As border guard vassal states that were relatively loyal to the court, a large part of their daily clothing, food and military resources could only be maintained by the allocation and transportation of the court.

However, the current situation is that the two ridges have lost their money and the wealth of the southeastern roads have been cut off one after another; and the inland towns in Hunan, Jingnan and Shannan have also fallen one after another and are among the traitors. Then the Central Plains are in ruins and the Kanto vassal states are all defending themselves and waiting for them.

In the end, even the entire imperial center within the pass was almost all over the thief. Compared with the Hedong Road, which was owned by the Debeixing Camp, which occupied the vast majority of the financial resources and output, the military supplies of the entire western and even the northwest roads of the towns in the west of the capital and even the northwest were all expected to be in the hands of the court.

However, as the holy lord's escape, Sanchuan, Jiannan, is now under the control of Tian Lingzi's party; it is the Xichuan Jiedushi Chen Jingxuan, Dongchuan Jiedushi Yang Shili, and Shannan West Road Jiedushi Niu Xu, who was decided by the story of betting on Sanchuan.

——Separation line—

Outside Daluo City, Chengdu, which was known as Jinguan City, the former Weaver Girls on the Huanhua Creek, the first man Tian Lingzi, also knelt down in the dust on the ground, and screamed loudly in the complex eyes at the young emperor who was busy with help.

"Holy Lord, fortunately, I am safe and sound. I can die with peace of mind."

On the distant Xishan Mountain, Chen Jingxuan, as his elder brother and governor of Xichuan, was also a soldier who was sweating profusely and was very generous. He suddenly lurked in it and was waiting for news under the city in the distance.
Chapter completed!