Mythical big man, champion soldier saint

Chapter 58 Nine streams and ten schools, let's fight!
Liu Ling was wearing a wide-sleeved Hanfu. The dark green shirt would look dark and old-fashioned on an ordinary woman.

But on Liu Ling's body, her skin was fair and fluffy, and her demeanor was overly charming, under the pressure of the dark clothes, it was just right, and she was extraordinarily bright.

Seeing that Liu Qian didn't say a word, Liu Ling said again: "The battle between the Han and the Hungarians will resume, but brother is ready?"

Liu Qian frowned and said, "What preparation?"

Liu Ling sneered and said: "Brother has been secretly arranging to eat Zhuo's property and those two beauties in his family, you think I don't know?

You have always remembered Huo Qubing's reply to you.I look at the people around you, some of them are not in Chang'an recently. "

Liu Qian snorted: "It's good if you know, just keep your mouth shut."

Liu Ling said: "Brother is going to make a move, to deal with the Zhuo family or Huo Qubing?"

"Together." Liu Qian said coldly.

"What method will brother use?"

Liu Qian frowned and said, "Are you worried about me?"

Liu Ling said: "How come, I just want to help my brother to learn more about it."

He also said: "Brother chose to fight when the Han and the Huns were at war. The timing is good. Huo Qubing is fond of military affairs, and His Majesty gave him the opportunity to act cheaply. If the two sides go to war, he will lead the troops to participate. Brother... wants to borrow the power of the Huns ?”

Liu Qian glanced at his sister.

His younger sister was smart since she was a child, so his father, King Huainan, entrusted her to take care of some things, including collecting news in Chang'an.

Liu Ling smiled: "If my brother wants to use the hands of the Xiongnu to act, how can we accurately grasp the route that Huo Qubing led the army to leave Chang'an?"

"I have my own way, don't let you worry about it."

when!
Liu Qian flicked the long sword in his hand, and said: "If I do it myself, do you think Huo Qubing is my enemy?"

Liu Qian's own swordsmanship is superb, and he was taught by a famous teacher when he was young, which is also recorded in history.Liu Ling has always admired his attainments in swordsmanship. She always felt that her brother's greatest talent was swordsmanship, but unfortunately she rarely had the opportunity to display it.

Liu Qian looked behind him.

There are two close followers by his side, both sent by his father Liu An, they have a lot of history.

Liu An has the style of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. There are thousands of diners under his door. Among them, the eight most famous are Su Fei, Li Shang, Lei Bei, and Jin Chang, who are called Huainan Eight Dukes.

These eight people are proficient in civil and martial arts, and they are capable people who can rule the world.

Standing behind Liu Qian is one of the Eight Dukes. Not only is he powerful, but he also knows military affairs. He is one of the most trusted generals under Liu An's command.

"Li Gong, how about the two of us getting along with each other?" Liu Qian turned around and said.

"I'm not the son's opponent." The middle-aged man behind him said calmly.

Among the Eight Dukes of Huainan, in terms of swordsmanship alone, only Lei Quilt, who has the strongest practice, can slightly surpass Liu Qian.

Seemingly bored, Liu Qian flicked the copper sword in his hand lightly, and the sword glowed suddenly, and he clicked hundreds of swords in an instant, forming clusters of sword glows in mid-air.

When he stabbed out with the sword, the room was chilled, and Liu Ling couldn't help applauding.

Liu Qian put away his sword and asked:

"Li Gong, I heard the news from the palace that Huo Qubing's military family is very talented. He can see through the plans of the Huns in advance and attack thousands of miles. You are also a master of military skills, so I planned to let you go to Bowanghou's mansion that day. You made a move, breaking Huo Qubing's arrogance."

The middle-aged man behind him nodded and said, "Huo Qubing is indeed a soldier."

"How is it compared to you?" Liu Qian asked.

"I was not as good as him when I was his age, but now... I have to fight on the battlefield to know."

The middle-aged man behind him had a stern face: "He can judge the purpose of the Xiongnu's mission in advance, and he should be superior to me in strategy, but the actual command of the army in battle is not based on strategy. This is my strength.

If I were to lead the troops to confront him, it would depend on the strength of the troops and other factors, but I have the confidence to defeat him. "

Liu Qian nodded slightly with satisfaction: "Unfortunately, neither you nor I have the chance to do it ourselves."

----

Chang'an, Zhuo Mansion.

Zhuo Qingke sat by the window, her eyelashes curled up fixedly looking at the handwriting on the bamboo slips in front of her, a little lost in thought.

She suddenly heard the sound of the door, and as if waking up from a dream, she quickly rolled up the bamboo slips, covering up the writing on them.When she saw that it was her sister-in-law Bai Nanyu who came in, she breathed a sigh of relief: "My sister-in-law didn't say anything in advance when she came."

Bai Nanyu was dressed in a white Hanfu embroidered with green patterns, charming and graceful: "What did you do? You're so afraid of people coming in."

As he spoke, he took the bamboo scroll in front of Zhuo Qingke, unfolded it, and recited softly: "...abandoning the pen and joining the army, is this... what Huo Shizhong said?"

Zhuo Qingke shyly said: "Father relayed it when he came back from Bowanghou's Mansion last time, and it has been widely circulated in Chang'an now."

Bai Nanyu's charming peach eyes flashed, and she said with a smile: "At your age, it's a good thing to have someone you like. If you really like him, you should work hard to get him."

Zhuo Qingke shook his head and said, "Father has already visited the door to ask, Huo Shizhong said that he would not consider marriage."

She didn't like Huo Qubing at first, but under the strong pressure of Liu Qian to accept her as a concubine, she naturally moved closer to Huo Qubing in her heart.

After a while, it becomes obsessive.

Hearing Bai Nanyu's words, Zhuo Qingke's eyes brightened slightly: "Sister-in-law told me what should I do?"

"Of course I try my best to find opportunities to deepen his impression of you." Bai Nanyu said as she took a seat aside.

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In late April, Chang'an ushered in the second spring rain.

At noon, Huo Qubing came out from the palace and returned to his residence by chariot.

In the car, he flipped through a volume of bamboo slips that he had never borrowed from Tianlu Pavilion in Yanggong Palace.

Tianlu Pavilion is the earliest "library", which contains various ancient scrolls from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Qin and Han Dynasties.

The bamboo slips in Huo Qubing's hands recorded the practice methods of nine major schools of Confucianism, Taoism, Mohism, law, agriculture, famous schools, miscellaneous schools, political strategists, and Yin-Yang schools.

In addition, there is the tenth of the nine ten schools, who are excluded from the orthodoxy and are responsible for recording and disseminating all kinds of unofficial history novelists.

The novelist started in the pre-Qin period, and he is one of the hundreds of schools of thought. The way of practice is to collect folk legends and comments, so as to examine the customs and customs of the people, including myths and rumors.

The more widely the classics compiled by novelists are circulated, the more rewards the person who writes the story will get, and the higher the practice will be.

The master of novelists in the past dynasties was in this dynasty. His name was Yu Chu, and he was called the Yellow Chariot Messenger. He was a servant in Chang'an.

Huo Qubing had met him before, but he was not impressed.

What he is looking at is the practice of novelists. Lu Buwei, a master of miscellaneous scholars in the former Qin Dynasty, has studied the practice of novelists.

He once speculated that if a novelist is compatible with a famous scholar or a political strategist, the two schools can learn from each other's strengths and complement each other's weaknesses. If they practice to a certain level, they can bring real people into their stories.

To a certain extent, it can even affect the character's fate and control its life and death.

But this is just Lu Buwei's inference. In reality, no one has cultivated the novelist to such a terrible level that it can affect people's fate.

"novelist……"

Huo Qubing put the ancient scroll aside after reading it.

Back at the mansion, he took out the Spirit Snake Pill that Liu Qing had presented a few days ago.

When the elixir was opened, the elixir actually rose from the bottle, and there was a phantom in the shape of a spirit snake beside the elixir.

Huo Qubing took out the elixir, and the characters in seal script on the Zhihai Bingshu immediately disintegrated into Qi, overflowing from the center of his eyebrows, and landed on the elixir.

For a moment, the surface of the elixir was covered with seal characters on the book of war, which flickered before slowly disappearing.

This is the method of warming and nurturing before taking the elixir. Liu Qing specially instructed him to integrate his own qi into it. After several days of sacrificial training, and then swallowing the bait, he can absorb the full power of the medicine.

Huo Qubing reckoned that, including his own cultivation, taking the pill after seven days of warming up would greatly increase the speed of impacting the realm of heaven and man.

That night, he spent in practice.

The next day, news came back to Chang'an that the Xiongnu and the Han army had their first confrontation hundreds of miles north of Dingxiang County.

At the same time, two cavalry of the Huns bypassed the main force and approached the northern border of the Han Dynasty to harass them.

This afternoon, Zhao Puonu was ordered by Huo Qubing to leave Chang'an with nearly a thousand troops and head for the northern line.

The news was quickly known to Liu Qian: "Only Huo Qubing's general Zhao Ponu left with his troops? Didn't he go by himself?"

"It is true that Huo Qubing has not been seen in the team, do you want to spread the news?" the attendant asked.

"Of course, let his subordinates lose their troops first, and see if he can sit still?"

Liu Qian said: "Send the news as soon as possible."

Ps: Huo Qubing's practice is not complicated. The Seven Techniques of Yinfu in this book is the real work of Guiguzi, which uses the seven techniques to promote the supernatural powers of military strategists.This chapter buried a very important behind-the-scenes figure in the early stage... The Battle of Dingxiang North has begun.

On Monday, ask for tickets and follow up, thank you all

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