Ten Capitals, Nine Observations, Eight Poles, Seven Yuans, Six Divisions, Five Elders Compete for Da

Chapter 298 Faint Lord!Young Phoenix's life!

What is sleepy pillow?
That's it.

Feeling very happy in Jiang Chen's heart, he raised his head and looked at Sima Lun. His originally hideous face became much cuter now.

He immediately followed Wei Anguo and said in unison:
"Thank you Lord Ron."

Sima Lun didn't know what Jiang Chen was thinking, he was still complacent and smiled secretly:
"You two idiots, just do your best for me, Dawei Wuchao, and try your best!"

But on the bright side.

He still maintained the attitude of the emperor's envoy, and said sharply in a slightly sharp voice:
"Being nourished by the fortune of the country, you should also rest with the country!"

talking.

Sima Lun took out another decree, which was not signed by the old emperor Cao Rui, but signed by the prince of Jian Guo - Cao Fang.

"This envoy is ordered by the Crown Prince of the Supervisory Kingdom to oversee the army. I hope you and the Qingzhou army will return east as soon as possible and defeat the Xiliang bandits!"

Wei Anguo has always regarded the interests of the David Wu Dynasty as his own, so he immediately performed a military salute and said loudly:

"Chen, Wei Anguo, obey the order!"

Jiang Chen also gave a military salute:
"Minister Jiang Chen, obey the order."

soon.

The Qingzhou army, which had been stagnant for nearly ten days, finally broke out and set off eastward.

Nine thousand Qingzhou soldiers and thousands of civilian husbands set foot in the desert, ran day and night for three days, and finally entered the Shule River Basin.

Jiang Chen opened his sky eyes and had a panoramic view of the scenery within tens of miles.

The Shule River is a countercurrent river, flowing forward from east to west, breaking through the barrier of the Bailongdui desert, and nourishing the land for about tens of miles.

Along the way, there are large expanses of Populus euphratica forests, as well as wild animals chasing water and grass, and even a very small number of Qiang people who have not yet been sinicized, grazing nearby.

And this river.

If it is explained by modern geography, it is about [-] milliliters of rainfall line, the desert is to the west, and the cultivated fields are to the east.

That is Yumen Pass.

There is a large area of ​​arable land in the pass, mainly farming people, but outside the pass, there are nomadic people who ride horses and kill.

Jiang Chen sincerely hopes that all nomadic peoples who are "able to fight and fight well" will transform into groups that are "able to sing and dance".

If you don't want to, then, with the increase of the population of both sides, there will inevitably be many battles, killings, and bloody battles...

The long line formed by Yumen-Jiayu-mountain and sea is the bloodline of fighting between farming and nomadic peoples for thousands of years.

"In a few years at most, the five Hu tribes will compete for the final winner, win the title of New Huns, and then go south to invade the Central Plains..."

Jiang Chen sighed.

The old emperor's thinking is undoubtedly quite correct.

[Managing Eastern Liaodong, Hollowing out the Western Regions, Exploring the Grasslands in the North] If the three-step strategy can be implemented successfully, it will definitely be able to restrain the grasslands with two arms, making the nomads "able to sing and dance".

But it's a pity.

No matter which generation of emperors, even Qin Huang Han Wu, it is impossible to borrow another 500 years from the sky, and they will live to be 49 years old at most, or 50 years old at most, and they will die irretrievably.

And the eight-year-old crown prince, Cao Fang, can really withstand domestic pressure, inherit the old emperor's national policy, and conquer the grasslands in the north?
…………

Zhongzhou.

Yujing City.

Dozens of court ladies stood in the back garden, under a certain white palace wall, all trembling, with tears of fear in their eyes.

And the existence that makes these poor girls fear is the Prince Jian Guo - Cao Fang.

He entrusted the prime minister's office with full authority over the rebellion in Liangzhou.

And Cao Fang herself played some childhood games with these maids.

For example, his entertainment at the moment - "Blood Slingshot".

"Stand still, I'm going to shoot~"

Cao Fang was full of excitement, raised her bow, aimed at the face of a beautiful court lady, and suddenly shot a sharp stone.

puff-

Blood splashes!
The beautiful court lady was immediately disfigured, with a nearly two-inch-long bloodstain on the left side of her face. The originally beautiful face now looked like a ghost.

The court ladies and eunuchs present were filled with grief, and a word came to mind:

"Dark Lord!"

"If the crown prince ascends to the throne, is there any way out for us palace people?"

Just now.

That disfigured and beautiful court lady suddenly showed great courage.

With courage, she strode forward a few steps, then knelt down in front of Prince Cao Fang, and said sadly:
"His Royal Highness, the servant girl is also very good at slingshot, how about changing the servant girl and resting aside to see if the servant girl can shoot accurately?"

Cao Fang also found it quite interesting, nodded and said:
"That's right."

The beautiful court lady showed a smile, and found hundreds of plump and juicy flower buds from the back garden, some red and some purple.

Then, she used these flower buds as stone bullets and shot them at the maid.

Snapped!
A red flower bone hit the faces of the maids, and the juice rolled down, turning them red and purple, making them very embarrassed, which made Cao Fang laugh out loud, saying it was funny.

Many court ladies touched the red and purple flower juice on their faces, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and cast grateful glances at the beautiful palace ladies.

The beautiful court lady also boldly exhorted:

"His Royal Highness, this servant was born in a poor family. I played many interesting games with my companions when I was young. If you are interested, this servant can teach you..."

It is also at this time.

At the entrance of the back garden, a vicissitudes old man walked slowly. He was leaning on crutches. He seemed to be very old, but his steps were extremely steady, and he looked like a young man.

This person is Prime Minister Zuo, Sima Zhongda.

He taught the prince Cao Fang how to play the "blood slingshot".

"I never expected that among the lowly court ladies, there was also a virtuous young phoenix, who almost made you put Fang'er's heart back on the right track..."

Sima Zhongda stared at the face of the beautiful court lady, suddenly showed a cold smile, and then whispered into Cao Fang's ear:
"So so..."

heard.

Cao Fang was puzzled at first, then overjoyed:
"Good, good, good!"

"Master still has an idea!"

talking.

Cao Fang looked at the beautiful maid, laughed and said:

"If you can do one thing, this king will make you the princess, how about it?"

The beautiful court ladies have no interest in this.

She just wanted to protect these poor companions, and she didn't have any delusions of "rising to the branch to become a phoenix", but she didn't dare to disobey the prince's order, and said with a sad smile:
"The servant accepts the order."

Cao Fang's eyes were full of expectation:

"Small slingshots are not fun, have you seen the big swing in front?"

"My prince's concubine, jump up and swing, you must swing to the highest point!"

The beautiful court lady nodded yes, then jumped on it, swinging vigorously, trying to make Prince Cao Fang happy.

At this moment, Crown Prince Cao Fang glanced at his wife, Sima Zhongda, and then shouted loudly:

"This king ordered you to let go of your hands and land immediately, and kneel down to accept the order!"

The voice just fell.

Under the oppression of the royal power, the beautiful court lady never hesitated. When the swing reached the highest point, she immediately let go and jumped.

however--

Under the trend of inertia, her body drew an arc in mid-air, and hit the white white wall precisely and straightly.

boom!
The bright red blood mixed with the turbid white brain, like a big bowl of blood tofu, was splashed on the wall of the Snow Palace, dripping with blood.

She is dead.

Dozens of court ladies covered their faces and wept, mourning, but the grief was extreme, but it was deeply resentful, hated to the soul.

Crown Prince Cao Fang clapped her hands happily, and said to Sima Zhongda with a big laugh:

"Master, look at this slingshot that this king is playing, isn't it beautiful?"

Sima Zhongda respectfully said:
"Under the whole world, the crown prince's slingshot skills are unparalleled in the world!"

After hearing the praise, Prince Cao Fang was in a very good mood, and begged the "Master" to teach him some very interesting little games.

Sima Zhongda glanced at the miserable corpse of young phoenix virtuous girl, and showed an amiable smile:

"Well, the old minister still has a lot of fun games..."

A few years later, a great historian surnamed Lu made the following comments on what Cao Fang did today:

[For a future emperor, a limited number of lives is nothing.

At most, it is just for idlers with no malicious intentions to talk about after dinner, or to serve as seeds of "rumors" for idlers with malicious intentions.

As for the other deep meaning, but very few.

however.

Since the white wall was stained with bloodstains, even if it was repainted, it would still be stained with some bloodstains.

At least, it should also impregnate the hearts of relatives, teachers and friends, and lovers.

Even if time goes by and washes into a light crimson, there will be a terrifying power of "dare to change the sun and the moon into a new sky" in the slight sorrow!
If you want to seek the meaning of the dead and injured this time for the future, the meaning is here.

Those who are alive will faintly see a faint hope in the light red blood; the real warrior will move forward even more vigorously. 】

So--

For today's David Wu Dynasty, who is the real warrior?Who can "dare to change the sun and the moon into a new sky"?

…………

Jiang Chen rode the old green bull at the head of the team, and finally crossed the Shule River Basin and arrived at Yumen Pass.

Li Xian, a good man of Yumenguan, a justice of the peace, led a group of local tyrants, big households, and two brothers of the Wangwang team, ten miles outside the city, to welcome the arrival of the Qingzhou army.

With a respectful expression on Li Xian's face, he said loudly:

"Welcome the Qingzhou Army squadron to return to the court and wipe out the bandits!"

Everyone shouted:

"Welcome the Qingzhou Army squadron to return to the court and wipe out the bandits!"

A crowd of tyrants and wealthy households also looked up with curiosity, and looked up at the general on the back of the bull, feeling extremely surprised in their hearts:
"He is the Second General Wu who killed Chen Xijue, so young?"

"Qingzhou general star, is this person?"

"The future is terrifying!"

Li Xian waved his hand, and immediately eight soldiers, carrying four large boxes of medicinal materials, came quickly and brought them to Jiang Chen.

Li Xian's attitude became more and more humble:
"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life and successfully purchased a large amount of medicinal materials for the Qingzhou Army."

Jiang Chen raised his eyelids and said calmly:
"The [-]-acre land lease I gave is not worth so many medicinal materials."

Li Xian looked back at the many local tyrants and wealthy households behind him, smiled and complimented:
"The general killed Chen Xijue, a traitorous general, and removed a great harm from Yumen Pass. These medicinal materials are a little kindness from the little ones."

Jiang Chen's expression was indifferent, and his eyes swept across the entire city of Yumenguan, but Zhang Baisui was not seen.

He couldn't help but frowned:

"A few days ago, it should be on the eleventh day of February, and on the fifteenth day of February, that is, before the solar term horrified, was there an old general named Zhang Baisui who came to look for you to buy medicinal materials that can resist thunder and hire excellent people? Alchemist?"

　Blood Slingshot seems to be a short story I read in "Story Club", but I don't quite remember it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)