Royal Road

Zhuangzi, located in Jibei, is afraid that I haven't lived in ten years. The houses are old and dilapidated, and there are no pavilions in the courtyard. At first glance, there are only bare stones and messy vegetation, which is indescribable.

Sitting in such a courtyard, how can Wang Wen have a leisurely mood in the past? Even if you look at it more, you will have infinite sadness. Because of this, his body has also deteriorated a lot, and he has been ill intermittently for a few occasions. It has only recovered some vitality thanks to the skill of the family doctor of Chinese medicine.

In such a frustrating day, how can we not let Wang Wen pay attention to the letter sent by the Shangdang party?

A pair of bicolor glass cups stood still on the case. The cup body is wrapped in a circle of fine patterns, like a natural carving. However, the finger touched it, but it was as smooth as the cup wall. Pouring the wine is like pouring into a Wang Biquan, transparent and lovely, as if from a cup, you can see the distant peace.

The fleeing hastily, how many treasures could not be carried in the luggage. Receiving these two cups now really gives people in a foreign land a bit of comfort.

I played with the wine glass carefully. Wang Wencai opened the letter. It was still that amazing handwriting. A few years later, Liang Zixi's handwriting became more rounded and sharpened. It seemed to get rid of the disease, showing a bold posture. Such a word may not suit the appetite of the gentry as it used to be, but Wang Wen felt that it was more suitable for the Shangdang prefect who stayed behind in Bingzhou and used his own power to suppress the throat.

But looking at it, Wang Wen's eyebrows frowned. What is written in this letter is different from what I thought. After a long time, he put down the thin paper in his hand and said to the servant: "Huanzi, come and see me."

Wang Rou's prince Huai is his brother and Qiniang's father. The marriage with Liang's mansion this time was decided by the two of them. Now that something has happened, you should discuss it with the other party.

Not long after, a handsome man in a Ge shirt walked into the courtyard: "Six brothers, I don't know what to call me?"

"Jiu Lang, Shangdang sent a letter, just wanting to discuss with you." Wang Wen didn't talk nonsense, and passed the letter over.

After reading it hastily, Wang Rou's brows also frowned: "The Shangdang defeated Yangyi, in Yuanzheng?"

On the day of Yuanzheng, there was a solar eclipse! It's not lucky to have such a bad omen in the days when the army shouldn't be uplifted. Not to mention that the letter clearly stated that there was a cremation thunder that broke the city wall. Simply sensational!

"Is there really a **** and Buddha to help?" Wang Wen couldn't help but dialed the Seven Treasure Buddha beads in his hand. This is also a fashionable accessory only recently. Ordinary people can only use sandalwood or coral beads, but he uses the serious Buddhist Qibao. Gold, silver, colored glaze, coral, amber, clams, agate, colorful and dazzling. Hanging on your wrist and turning around when you are upset can really calm people's mood a bit.

Wang Rou did not believe in gods and Buddha like his brother Cong. After thinking about it for a while, he said: "No matter whether this is good or bad, Yangyi will eventually win it. The Shangdang repelled an attack by the Huns before. This force, It’s better than in the past by a few points."

Wang Wen also knows something about the Shangdang: "I'm afraid it is the training of the army?"

Taking in the refugees and reclaiming the official fields, and then compiling them into the army, this is somewhat imitating the old method of Wei Wu. However, the state of Chaos was in that state, and it was unable to provide military and financial resources. The court had to turn one eye and close one eye, and did not intervene too much.

Hearing this, Wang Rou sighed, "It's just this bravery, and it's far better than the officials in Binzhou. Six brothers, this is the help the family needs!"

What's the matter for the minister to cover the king? The Wangs of Taiyuan were the descendants of the Zhou dynasty. In the Qin Dynasty, there was no shortage of people who worshiped generals and conferred on the public. After the Eastern Han Dynasty, talents appeared in large numbers. By the generation of Wang Hun, he was an extremely human minister. Such a wealthy family actually doesn't care who the emperor's surname is. The interests of the family are far greater than the others.

Now that the state is in chaos, the Huns have not seen the hegemony, how can they rely on it? The foundation of the Wang clan has always been in Taiyuan. If we leave it alone, like duckweed on the water, how can we survive? Finding a suitable marriage partner is always a big deal. What about the bad name of the solar eclipse? Wang Jun, who is far away in Bingzhou, did not marry his daughter to Xianbei? As long as there are soldiers, they are strong enough to offset all other problems.

Hearing what the clan brother said, Wang Wen couldn't help but relax. Liang Zixi is his close friend, in his heart, even if there are no other additional conditions, he is still a good man worth marrying a female family. But after hesitating for a moment, he said again: "Is it appropriate for Qiniang to match him?"

Believe that he has read it before, and I always feel that Zixi is a little bit irritable about what Qiniang hadn't seen in the first place. But in a rush at the time, he couldn't worry about so much. Now we are really going to marry, but we have to be more solemn.

Wang Rou immediately said: "Qiniang is smart since she was a child, and she is in the right time for her age. Don't worry about the six brothers, it is better to finalize the marriage as soon as possible."

With Wang Rou's persuasion, Wang Wen no longer hesitated: "So, I will reply to Zixi."

This kind of son-in-law, I am afraid that more than one family is eyeing. It is better to make an appointment early, so as not to have extra branches.

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"What are you talking about? My father should have gotten married?!" In the fragrant boudoir, a young girl straightened up with a pale complexion, and looked at her close-knit maid in disbelief.

"Girl, the prefect Liang is not bad, and he is famously handsome, so why don't you just..." the maid stammered and persuaded.

"Why not?! I want to marry a chapter..."

Before the girl's voice was out of her mouth, the maid hurriedly covered her up: "Girl! Misfortune comes from your mouth, don't speak up!"

After reacting, the girl fell back on the bed, her beautiful slender phoenix eyes suddenly burst into thin tears: "I have known Zhang Lang since childhood and we will live together forever. Why marry that widower? Still the less famous Liang! Father is so cruel! Since you don't care about the family, why not promise me to Zhang Lang?"

That maidservant only felt that his head was as big as a fight, and only hated that he hadn't blocked the two of them from communicating privately two years earlier. But now that Zhang Langjun has arrived in Youzhou, how can he rush back to marry a girl?

The handmaid hurriedly handed over the silk handkerchief, and the maid sighed slightly: "Girl, this fact is beyond our control. The family owner has agreed to the marriage, I am afraid that after some time, the prefect Liang will go to the house to propose marriage..."

Upon hearing this, the girl covered her face and started crying: "I don't want to go back to Bingzhou, don't marry that sick young man..."

That look is heartbreaking in the eyes. The maid endured and endured, and finally said: "Girl, wouldn't it hurt your body even more like this? It's better to write a letter to Zhang Langjun, so that he can know..."

Hearing what the maid said, the girl suddenly raised her head: "Yes, I want to write a letter. If Zhang Lang knows, he will definitely come and marry me!"

This is not necessarily true. The maid thought to herself, but she didn't say it. As long as my girl has sustenance, other matters can be discussed. After becoming a bride from another family, this thought will gradually fade.

Putting paper and pen quickly, her waitress wrote a letter. I don't know if it's annoyed too much, or is afraid in my heart, today the girl writes a bit faster than usual. After writing a short message quickly, she carefully folded the letter: "Be sure to hand it to Zhang Lang, and let him marry me!"

"Don't worry, girl." The maid comforted a few more words before retreating. Pressing the envelope in her arms, she sighed in the bottom of her heart. Not everyone can have the blessing of "stealing incense." That's because Zhang Langjun wants to marry the Wang's daughter, I'm afraid it's still a bit more difficult. Forget it, maybe this is the last letter, it's better to let the person get out of the way.

Concentrated, she moved to the outer courtyard.

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Entering March, the weather gradually warmed up. The army that has been preparing has finally started. With Zhou Liang as the vanguard, Shi Xian taking the left wing, Sima Yu sitting in the army, 30,000 men and horses put together, swept towards Lishi, the capital of the Xiongnu.

Linghu Kuang also went with the army this time and served as a back for food and grass. The grain sent by the Shangdang party helped him to get through some connections in the army. Being able to control the rear army is precisely because of this. However, under the heavy responsibility, he was not at all happy, because the soldiers in front of him were almost the same as the refugees.

This is the status quo of Binzhou. As long as they are adults, they must perform military service. But the flames of war have been swept a few times, how many usable soldiers are left? The army is either old or weak, or hungry. Those thin men in ragged military robes have no belief in victory in their eyes?

Dongying is not in Bingzhou, but he doesn't know the situation here. The situation was so bad that he had to reluctantly attack Lishi, which really didn't take human life into his eyes.

But what can Linghu Kuang do? Only in accordance with the uncle and Liang Taishou's instructions, guarded the rear army well. Even if the former army retreats, they still have a chance to survive.

However, this battle was harder than you imagined. The army only went to Fencheng and was besieged by the Huns. The striker collapsed when touched, and then Sima Yu set up the camp and continued to fight the enemy fiercely. Unfortunately, the tenacious will of the coach cannot determine the combat strength of the soldiers. In just a dozen days, the Jin army lost all four battles. The army that was finally prepared was beaten to a mess.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the chief generals fleeed one after another and threw the mess to the rear army and Linghu situation.

This is even worse than the situation Linghu Kuang took over in the past! It is necessary to resist the Xiongnu's encirclement and suppression, and also to send guards to disperse the army after being broken, and to ensure that the remaining batch of grain and grass will not be taken by the Huns. With the strength of nine cattle and two tigers, he reluctantly gathered the remnants and retreated in the direction of Jinyang.

Strangely enough, the Huns did not pursue them with all their strength this time. It was like a wolf following the flock of sheep, and from time to time he rushed to take a bite, but he didn't mean to wipe them out completely. With such a retreat and war, and with reinforcements sent by Jinyang City, the force that Linghu Kuang finally regained was far more than expected. Thirty thousand horses have lost more than nine thousand, which is already a blessing in misfortune.

However, when he returned to Jinyang City again, a message came from the west.

The East China Sea King’s coalition forces finally repelled the Hejian King’s guards. Long drove straight in and broke into the gate.

Chang'an City is broken!

The author has something to say: The "stealing incense" in stealing incense and stealing jade is an allusion to the Western Jin Dynasty. Queen Jananfeng’s younger sister Jia Wu and his father’s assistant Han Shou fell in love with each other and gave away the Yuxiang from his father’s collection. As a result, Jia Chong, a cheap old man, discovered that the deal was done and he had to marry his daughter to the other party. Since then, Han Shou has been able to gain ground.