Confucius said: Isn’t it a saying to learn and practice it from time to time? Isn’t it a gentleman if people don’t know it? Fang Xuejian lay on a free chair, holding a hardcover version of the “Four Books Collection” and chanting loudly
Can you make a little less sound? The lady sat on his lap and turned her head to ask
Fang Xuejian's brows frowned and said with a bitter face: Miss, one article a day, it's very difficult.
OK, two articles a day, I can’t recite them and I can’t eat.
Fang Xuejian was speechless, and after a while, he sighed quietly and said: Miss, if you marry me as a wife, I will definitely be so happy.
real?
I dare to swear to God, Fang Xuejian never tells a lie to the young lady
I was afraid that I would be insincere, Long Hongling blinked his big watery eyes and looked at him with a smile on his face and said: Are you not afraid that I would be very fierce to you?
I was afraid, Fang Xuejian put the "Four Books Collection" aside, sat up and hugged her body, gently stroked her smooth belly with her palms, and her high nose kept rubbing her back neck, and said softly, "Blowing is kissing, scolding is love, baby Ling'er, what I am afraid of is that you are not fierce enough to me."
Only when love is deep will you be responsible
Since Fang Xuejian was born, he has taken him seriously and counted him over and over again, but only four people
After all, Zen Master Huijue is a monk who regards worldly loves him very much. Although he treats him as a grandson, his behavior is more implicit and does not reveal any traces.
Chuhe is pure and kind, treats him as the best playmate in the world, a trustworthy friend and a close lover. In addition to her mother, she is afraid that she will kill her crab cellar.
Under Long Hongling's clever arrangement, Xiao Zhao lost his body in a daze. Despite his grievances, he had to marry a chicken and follow the chicken, and follow the dog and follow the dog. He followed Fang Xuejian.
After Fang Xue became more and more prosperous, marrying him to be a concubine who holds real power in the villa was also her best way out.
At first, Long Hongling only treated him as a plaything, but played with fire and burned himself. When she realized the danger, she had already fallen into the quagmire of love and could not extricate herself.
Even two hard stones can make sparks, let alone two young men and women with strong energy?
The eldest lady giggled, grabbed his slowly falling palms, looked back at him, and said: Just be afraid, hurry up and recite the letter to me honestly. Her face turned slightly red. If you recite it well, I will give you a reward tonight
Fang Xuejian was overjoyed and kissed her tender face on the right side, saying: Why didn’t you say such a good thing earlier? Knowing that the girl was thin-skinned, she laughed and said, What reward?
Keep it confidential for the time being. The young lady lowered her head, and the words she spit out were as light as a mosquito, and her little face was ashamed as if it was red.
OK, I will recite it! Even if I don’t eat or sleep, I will recite these two damn Analects of Confucius!
The tender yellow dawn fell from the horizon, and the straight official road seemed to turn into a golden sword, cutting the vast field into two
The carriage left the west city gate and galloped all the way, running eight or nine miles away, and you could see a small mountain bag from afar. Fang Xuejian remembered Xie Zhen's words, and guessed that it was Zijin Mountain.
The carriage ran close to it, and there was indeed a manor with extraordinary spirit at the foot of the mountain. The houses were piled up and the forests were lush. I was afraid it was not much smaller than my own Lingzhao Academy.
What are you looking at? Long Hongling closed the "Jin Ping Mei Ci" and turned his head to look at him
Look, the manor at the foot of the mountain is the former residence of Duke Han Wen's house, called Wenwu Villa. Fang Xuejian lifted the curtains to the maximum
How do you know? Long Hongling is excited
The mountain man has his own tricks. I can calculate that after we get married, you will give birth to four fat babies for me, and naturally, you can also calculate that it is Han Wengong's Wenwu Villa
The eldest lady blushed and spat, saying: Bragging, it must be the one Xie Zhen told you
Fang Xuejian stretched out his arms and carried her back into his arms. He gently held the upright peaks on her chest with his palms and said with a smile: What a smart Ling'er, since there is something wrong with the Han Clan Ancestral Hall, this Wenwu Villa naturally has problems. It is related to the unique snake venom leak in Shenlong Villa. Naturally, I have to find out the truth.
Should we stop and take a look now? Long Hongling's face was flushed and his voice was trembling.
Now it was easy to startle the snake, so it would be better to come to the night. Fang Xue gradually used his strength and carefully kneaded the two balls of bulging and tender flesh. The lady's body twisted gently in his arms. The straight jade girl peak on her chest was rising and falling rapidly under the man's wide fingers as she breathed. He held the lady's earlobe with two scorching lips and said: Go ahead seventy miles further is Jiyuan City. We will stay there today. It will be no late to come after dinner.
The night breeze was blowing, and a soft moon rose slowly, splashing a layer of clear cold light, pouring down the two of them on their heads and faces.
Fang Xuejian pulled the reins with his hand, and a yellow horse with extraordinary posture under his crotch racked his brains along the way. He finally plucked out the two "Analects of Confucius" from the depths of his intestines, took a breath and said: Miss, are you satisfied?
Long Hongling nodded, said: He was well-written, it was a good start
The two of them came out of Jiyuan City and were on their way to Wenwu Villa
The seventy-mile journey is not long or short. It takes two hours to jog along the way
Fang Xuejian pulled out his waist knife and practiced the three tricks he had studied in the afternoon, "The Snow Breaking Technique" several times.
This waist knife was bought by the eldest lady for him. It cost ten taels of silver, and the knife edge was quite sharp.
Long Hongling looked like a housewife, guarding Fang Xuejian all day long, either letting him read this or learn that, and even letting him go out of the inn gate.
Fang Xuejian is not an active person. He doesn’t feel bored with a great beauty by his side. He goes all the way together with both literature and martial arts.
The sword light was shining, and the sharp blade turned into a silver dragon under the moonlight, hovering and flying beside him, which was very beautiful
Long Hongling waited for him to finish dancing and smiled: I didn't expect that the sword technique of the Snow Mountain Sect was so dense, it was a very rare skill.
Of course, if it weren't for the darkness of the sky last night, Gao Yunlong would have been able to escape unscathed. Unfortunately, the hidden arrows were hard to guard against. Fang Xuejian looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and his face showed regret. Despite this, he still killed all five assassins. His sword technique was really good.
So you plan to learn this sword technique carefully?
It's Ah, I think it is more destined to me, just like you, I will cherish things that are destined to be even more destined to be
Long Hongling's face heated up, turned to look at him and said: You are the owner of Shenlong Villa now. You don't learn "Sword Snake" but you go to learn the Snow Mountain Sect's Snow Broken Sword Technique, and you are not afraid of others' jokes.
"Spirit Snake Sword Technique" emphasizes agility and elegance, suitable for girls to practice. The "Snow-Shattering Sword Technique" of the Snow Mountain School is calm and thick, gathering but not dispersing, dispersing but not chaotic, which is similar to my personality...
Calm and thick, gathering but not dispersing, dispersing but not chaotic? Hehe, I think you are frivolous and frugal, with your mouth but not your heart, and your body is dispersed and your spirit is dispersed
Fang Xuejian smiled gently and said: How many people in the world know themselves, and how many people understand others? Decades of life have passed by like a flash of time, rolling in the world. There are too many people in the world who always keep their eyes on the distance, but don’t know how to cherish them. It’s a wise thing.
I know that Master Fang is the wisest lady who is not involved in the relationship.
Fang Xuejian's smile on his face became stronger and he said slowly: Miss, you asked me to memorize the Four Books and Five Classics. I know it was for my own good. But after ten years of hard work, I memorized these dogmas with little practical significance and then wrote a few sour eight-legged articles. Even if I pass the imperial examination, what about Jinshi? I just reduced my taxes every year and could get a monthly salary of ten taels of silver.
The young lady stretched out her leg and kicked him, saying: "I heard you say that, are you not planning to study?"
Read, why not read? There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. Even for you, Yan Ruyu, I will continue to chew the Four Books and Five Classics.
Long Hongling looked at him with his head tilted for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: I'll tell you a story, do you want to hear it?
Want to hear, what story?
It's a story about Han Wengong's name. Han Wengong's parents died early and were raised by his brother and sister-in-law since childhood...
His life experience is somewhat similar to mine, but I don’t have an older brother or sister-in-law
Han Wengong's eldest brother is Han Hui, and his second brother is Han Jie. Hui, and Jie are all herringbone-shaped as the head, symbolizing that they all want to be the head of the crowd, and He is gathering, and Jie is honest, and the meaning is very good.
My name is to learn gradually, which means you need to accumulate little by little until it comes naturally and you will be able to achieve great things late.
Don't interrupt him, okay? Seeing him nodding, the eldest lady continued: I was at the age of enrollment. Mrs. Zheng, the eldest sister-in-law of Duke Wen of Han, picked up and chose the book in the book, and wanted to give him a name with the word "personality", but I couldn't find a satisfying one for the time being.
Seeing that his sister-in-law was embarrassed to name him, Han Yu said: Sister-in-law, you don’t have to read the characters anymore. The word “Yu” with the character “合” as the head is the best. I’ll call him Han Yu.
When Zheng heard this, he asked: What is the best meaning of Yu?
Han Yu said: Yu, Chaoyue is also when I grow up, I must do something earth-shaking. I will pursue the ancients before and never be a mediocre person.
Long Hongling glanced at him and said: A six-year-old child has such ambition and ambition. Master Fang, you are sixteen years old this year and are still confused all day long. Thinking about drinking and getting drunk today, being a monk and ringing the bell for a day, not being enterprising at all, don’t want to be the second Xie Zhen, right?
Fang Xuejian was flushed by her words. Under the teasing eyes of the eldest lady, she could hardly raise her head and whispered: I don’t want to be enterprising, but...
Just what?
I think...some things... are so difficult to do...
What's hard? There's nothing difficult in the world, I'm afraid of those who are interested
OK, Miss, I will listen to you. From now on, I will definitely study hard, take the exam for a juren, and have a glory for the Jinshi.
I know you until now, this sentence is a bit like human words
No? Didn’t I say anything before?
The young lady pulled the reins and the mount under her crotch jumped out, turned around and laughed, saying: It's Ah, what I said before was all nonsense, lies.
Fang Xuejian hurriedly rushed up and shouted: Miss, I heard that the chief minister Yan Songming sold his official position in a price tag, and Liu Zhitong spent 20,000 taels of silver to become the magistrate of Yushan County. Why don’t we buy one too?
Then you have to wait until you pass the imperial examination. If you don’t have any fame and fortune, it’s hard for him to recommend you.
The two galloped in a while, tied their horses in a forest at the foot of the mountain, and joined hands to the side courtyard of Wenwu Villa, and walked over the wall.
Long Hongling said softly: Your light body skills are much better
Fang Xuejian pinched her palm and said: It's not what you taught me. Long Hongling listened to his praise and remembered the past relationship between the two, and felt the indescribable warmth and sweetness in his heart.
After passing through a rose garden, I suddenly heard footsteps. Two women turned over the round hole door in the front yard and chatted and laughed.
Walking closer, one carried a wind lamp, the other was carrying a food box, but two maids in green clothes
I heard one person say: Xiaoju, do you say that the wife always makes tiger whips, deer antlers, and sea dog kidneys for the young master to eat. Would it be too... that's too much?
Another person laughed and said: Which Ah does that mean?
First, he said: That...that's that
Another smiled and said: The young master is in poor health, and the wife gives him some supplements to eat. What's so strange about this?
But these supplements... are all supplements
Sister Qiuxiang, you care about the affairs of the couple like this, may you be to the young master...hehehe...
First, he said angrily: You little chrysanthemum, you love to talk nonsense. When did I say I like it... Humph, what if the wife hears this, what if it's okay?
Another person smiled again and said: Why should you be so nervous? You can't keep this in your wife's ears. I only said it privately.
The two of them whispered and laughed, gradually moving away
Long Hongling took his hand and said: Let's follow and take a look. Follow the two maids.
Wenwu Villa has such a big garden. After walking with the two of them for a long time, they came to an exquisite attic. The paper window showed the yellow candle fire.
The man named Qiuxiang walked up the steps, knocked on the door, and said: Madam, the tiger whip soup has been cooked
The door creaked open, and a woman in white stood inside the door, with a picturesque face and a slim figure. Her high floating cloud bun was elegant and elegant, showing her excellent style.
Fang Xuejian was curious in his heart, why didn’t he pay much attention to her when he was in the Han Clan Ancestral Hall?
Xue Rong'er took the food box from the maid's hand and ordered: You lay out the bedding and go to rest early. I'll go to the study to see Zhiqi.
The two maids bowed and replied
Xue Rong'er walked down the steps and headed towards another road gracefully
The two of them waited for them to enter the attic before they followed them gently
The stone pavement is swept cleanly, and the occasionally falling leaves increase the tranquility of the yard
Under the hazy moonlight, the beauty walks alone at a cold night, wearing a gauze dress as white as the first snow, her graceful figure is like an elf dancing in the wind
Xue Ronger walked slowly, her fine steps were as light as flying, and her slender waist seemed to be twisting with some mysterious rhythm. From a distance, it looked like the wind swaying willows, elegant and enchanting, making people unable to help but blush and beating heart
Fang Xuejian stared at the slim waist without blinking. His breathing was already a little heavy, and his whole body felt a sense of heat.
He suddenly remembered the belly dance of the Persian beauty at the Baihua Festival in Luoyang. The gentle swing of her waist was enough to ignite the most surging desire in a man's heart.
Passing through a hanging flower door, a brightly lit two-story attic appears ten feet away
Xue Rong'er suddenly hiding behind a rockery on the side of the road. Fang and Long were shocked and hurriedly hid behind the yard gate. They looked around and saw two door panels pushing open and two men walked out of the house.
The man in front of him was wearing a gray Taoist robe and sparsely covered with black beards under his chin. He was a Taoist in his thirties.
The man behind him had thick eyebrows and a handsome face, and a silk dress as white as snow. He was the one Han Zhiqi who had met in the Han Clan Ancestral Hall.
The Taoist priest turned around and clasped his fists and said: Let's say goodbye, Junior Brother Han, please stay.
Han Zhiqi handed him a lantern in his hand, and hugged his fists, saying: It's too late tonight, tomorrow morning I'll ask the exquisiteness of the last three stances of "Returning Wind and Falling Yan Sword". Senior Brother, please go.
The Taoist responded and walked from the other side with a lantern.
Han Zhiqi stretched and turned around and entered the room
Xue Ronger and the Taoist walked away, then came out from behind the rockery, walked to the front of the building with the food box, and pushed the door open and went in.
The two of them walked around the attic with their hands and feet, jumped up, climbed onto the eaves of the second floor, and looked inside through the crack of the window.
I saw more than a dozen rows of bookcases in the room, and the cabinets were filled with booklets.
Fang Xuejian was stunned and thought that he was worthy of being a scholarly family. In this ten rows of bookcases, he was afraid that there would be as many as 10,000 volumes.
Looking through the bookcase, Han Zhiqi sat on a hollow carved nanmu chair, holding a yellowed book in his hand, and was reciting.
Xue Ronger approached the wide and long pineapple wood desk, gently put down the food box, and smiled and said: "When is it now, and she is still studying?"
Han Zhiqi coughed, stretched out his arms and hugged her in his arms, and said with a smile: I will go to the Beijing International Examination next year, so I naturally have to be more diligent. I took a look at the food box on the table, what delicious this time is it?
Xue Ronger pointed on his forehead and said: So what if you pass the Jinshi exam? The key is to keep your body well, stand up, lift the lid, and hand a bowl of steaming tiger whip soup to his hand. Look, eat it as hot as possible.
Han Zhiqi took a few bites, smacked his tongue, and said: It's delicious. Scoop a spoon and handed it to her mouth. Madam, you can have a bite too.
Xue Rong'er's face changed slightly and she said: This is what you men eat, how can I eat it raw?
Han Zhiqi smiled and said: Aphrodisiacs usually nourish yin. Your body is so thin, it’s time to replenish it.
Xue Ronger's face was flushed, but she still refused to eat it.
Just when we were in a relationship, we heard the loud voice of a man at the stairs and said: She refused to eat this bowl of tiger whip soup, not because it can nourish yin and strengthen yang, but because it was "Shixiang Cartilage Powder" inside.
Steps thumped, and a great man in his thirties walked up with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a mighty expression, his clothes were as dark as ink, and he was holding a long green sword in his hand, and the coldness was refreshing.
Han Zhiqi's face changed color, the spoon fell off his hand, and with a choking sound, it fell to pieces
He looked at the man in black who was approaching step by step and said: Who are you? He supported his hands at the table and tried hard to stand up, but his body was straight and his knees were sore and weak. He sat down again.
The man in black flicked his fingers on the long sword, and a buzzing dragon roar was very pleasant, saying: Do you recognize this sword?
This is the Qionglin sword of the eldest brother, how could it be in your hands? Han Zhiqi raised three true energy in a row, but unexpectedly, the dantian was empty, and the internal strength that had been cultivated for more than ten years was unknown where to go. It was like a drowning man, trying his best to grab both hands, but he couldn't even catch a straw.
The man in black shook a sword flower proudly and said: Zhao Fuyang wants to be the head of the balcony palace. He thinks you are his biggest threat, so he gave me this sword and asked me to kill you.
You are lying! The eldest brother is kind and kind, broad-minded, and has always been very good to his junior brothers. He is not a person who is obsessed with profit.
The man in black looked at Xue Rong'er with a smile and said: Zhao Fuyang is arrogant on the surface, and secretly covets the beauty of his wife. He has long had the heart of Li Dai Taotao. Tsk tsk... Such a beautiful woman with all kinds of charm will be moved by a man.
The cold sweat on Han Zhiqi's forehead was already messy, and his eyes were gradually shifting to his wife who had been married for three years. His heart was even more painful and he said with a trembling voice: Rong'er, why do you do this?
Xue Rong'er had already walked to a row of bookshelfs. After hearing his call, her back trembled slightly, and her neck was still shaking, but she didn't turn around. After waiting for a while, she said softly: Zhiqi, don't blame me. I have advised you many times before and asked you to compete for the position of the head of the balcony palace. But if you don't listen, you must take the exam for the juren and Jinshi?
The blue veins on Han Zhiqi's temples were jumping around and said bitterly: Wenwu Villa, first literary and then martial, this is the rule set by the ancestors of the Han family. Because I was weak and sick since I was a child, I went to the balcony palace to learn martial arts. I put the cart before the horse and violated the ancestral teachings. But you still want me to compete for the position of the leader. Isn't it to trap me in unfilial piety? Besides, the elder brother is both morally and capable, and is the best candidate to serve as the leader...
What kind of virtue is Zhao Fuyang? In terms of talent, martial arts, literary talent, and character, you are a hundred times better than him. Who will be the leader if you don’t become the leader?
Xue Rong'er's shoulders kept trembling, and said, Zhiqi, you hold the sour schoolbag of the old Han family and want to study and become an official. But look at this world, Yan Song won the emperor's favor because of his writings of a few good poems, and he was at the top of the emperor. He was at the top of the prime minister and monopolized the power. Your master Tao Zhongwen had never read a few books. Not only did he serve as the Minister of Rites, but he also served as the three orphans and was appointed as the fief of the marquis. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, which minister has such glory as him?
The man in black walked to Han Zhiqi step by step, and suddenly waved his sword, cut off his wrists, grabbed him with his left hand, lifted him up from the chair, and put his sword on his neck, laughed: Master Han, with your literary and martial arts, you are a rare talent, but unfortunately you don’t know the current affairs, no wonder Mrs. Zun is so angry.
Blood fell on the pale collars, like red plums suddenly blooming on the snowy day, so beautiful that they were shockingly beautiful.
Han Zhiqi was trembling in pain, and the cold sweat was dripping from his forehead. He bit his lips and stared at Xue Rong'er tightly, his eyes were red as if bleeding was about to flow out.
Xue Rong'er sighed softly and said quietly: Who doesn't expect that a woman is respectful and noble, and is generous and decent in front of others? Only in this way can you not be unfair to go to the world for such a strange experience. Don't blame me, if you want to blame you, blame you for being too heartless.
The despair in Han Zhiqi's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he suddenly said loudly: You hate me so much, why don't you dare to look back at me?
Xue Ronger's back trembled suddenly, and her slender body trembled in waves, like a reed in the wind. She didn't turn her head after a long time.
The man in black laughed and said: Master Han, you are so forced to do something difficult for others. It's not what a gentleman does. It's getting late, I should give you a ride. He held his chest laces in one hand and pushed his sword forward with the other. With a puff, the sword tip passed through his throat.
Fang Xuejian looked at a few strands of blood sprayed out obliquely, and dripping on the dark red bookshelf. His heart was so pounding. He was about to turn his head to see the lady's face, but he heard a sound in the room. Looking at him, Han Zhiqi's thin body was nailed high on the wooden pillar beside the window, his blood-red eyes were wide open, and the long sword in his throat was buzzing and trembling, still trembling endlessly.
The man in black smiled and said: Rong'er, look at my trick of "white clouds appearing out of the mountains", but it still makes me do it?
Xue Rong'er turned her head and looked at Han Zhiqi. Her bright eyes suddenly darkened. She lowered her head and sighed, saying: Brother Lie, I've given you everything, you... You can't let me down in the future. She's timid and sobbing.
The man in black was happy to see her and hugged her in his arms, saying: Baby Rong'er, don't you understand my heart today?
Xue Rong'er cried even more sadly and whimpered: You men have a trick on their mouths, but they have another trick on their hearts. They are all flirtatious big radishes who eat something in the bowl and think about what is in the pot. When you have a young and beautiful person in the future, how can you remember me, a yellow-faced woman?
The man in black slapped his chest so loudly and said: This is really a pity. I, "Pi Li Tiger", Qi Lie, is a dignified man in the world. How could he be compared to those little white-faced faces who steal? He leaned into her ears and said warmly, Rong'er, don't say that there is no other person in the world who looks better than you. Even if there is one, I will never look at it.
Xue Ronger burst into laughter, turned around and pointed at his forehead, and said: I just like to say crazy words. Is it related to being honest and thinking about something?
Qi Lie burst into tears and laughed when he saw her. A small, smooth face was decorated with a few crystal tears, like rain hitting pear blossoms, dew dripping begonia, it was so charming that it was so charming. He smiled and opened his arms and hugged her right, kissed her, baby, and pouted and wanted to kiss her.
Xue Ronger reached out to cover his lips and tilted her neck and said: Have all the three people from yesterday been handled?
It had already been handled, and I cut off my head and sent it to Luoyang. Gao Yunlong was Prince Fu's beloved general. He lost his wife and then broke his troops. Now he felt so distressed.
Xue Ronger laughed and said: The last time she did not attack Long Sihai, can you take good care of the family of that killer?
I've been buried alive, baby, let me kiss you
Fang Xuejian was stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly realized that the assassin who knocked on Long Sihai's back was sent by these two people. Even if he couldn't kill Long Sihai, he could still blame Prince Fu. It was really a killing two birds with one stone. Although this strategy was simple, it was vicious enough.
He kept thinking in his heart, feeling more and more strange.
Last night, the assassin sent to kill Gao Yunlong and the other three, and sent their heads to Luoyang. It was obvious that he wanted to anger Prince Fu and provoke him and Long Sihai to fight.
But what is their purpose in doing this?
Could it be that this Pilihu Qi Lie is also an important figure in the Cao Gang?
Prince Fu and Long Sihai were already in the same situation as water and fire. He added fuel to the fire like this, just waiting for the snipe and clam to fight, so as to reap the benefits of the fisherman?
Xue Ronger's little face was blushing, and she blocked her left and right, but she refused to let him kiss her. She asked: The camel caravan in the Western Regions is walking on the Qinling Line. Where do you think Long Sihai will set up an ambush?
Evil Hutan, there is a gate of hell. Qi Lie grabbed her white and tender hand and kissed her
Evil Hutan is located in the middle section of the Qinling Mountains, with a cliff on all sides, and only a small path to access the terrain. The terrain is very dangerous.
In the middle of the mountain road is a rocky beach of five or sixty acres, but there are two rapids converge there. If the water source is blocked in advance in the river, then use rolling wood and rocks to seal the passages on both sides. When the water volume is enough, the two sides will break at the same time. Not to mention the three hundred camel fleet, even three thousand will be rushed without a trace.
Setting up an ambush in Evil Hu Beach, Long Sihai will inevitably prepare for hasty. At most, three teams from the Nanluo River, Jinghe River and your Beiluo River. You and Old Man Yuan are unwilling to do their best. The mobilization will not exceed one thousand people, which is a bit overwhelming...
What's the matter with this? Old Man Yuan is responsible for blocking the intersection in the north, my men are responsible for building dams and releasing water. The men and horses of the Nanluo River are led by Long Sihai themselves, blocking the roads, and 200 scattered downstream of the mountain stream to salvage and rescue people. Isn't it that the brothers of the Cao Gang have the final say?
Xue Rong'er laughed and said: I heard that in addition to the royal guards and Jinma Escort Agency, Prince Fu also has a group of people from Xionger Mountain Tianlang Village. Although the six hundred bandits in Tianlang Village are not very skilled in martial arts, they are well-trained surprise soldiers. I think at this time, they had long been ambushed in Evil Hu Beach.
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Note:
(1) The Luo River has two branches, in Luoyang in the south and in Xi'an in the north. The area flows through is vast and rich. The Luo River branch is the strongest among the Yellow River Caogang, so it is not difficult to understand.
(2) In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the princes who were granted vassal colluded with bandits and hooligans to secretly cultivate their power and become bigger in the local area, which was a common phenomenon.
(3) According to "Li Zicheng", all the early wheat fields around Luoyang are all the fields of King Fu, and the number is incalculable.
At that time, the largest landlord in the country occupied more than 70,000 hectares of land (more than one million acres), Emperor Jiajing's fourth son, King Zaithen, occupied 40,000 hectares of land (600,000 acres) in Jiujiang, and the Grand Secretary Xu Jie owned 250,000 acres of fertile land in Songjiang, his hometown.
There are more than 3,800 large landlords in the country with more than 10,000 mu, most of them are royal relatives and nobles and bureaucrats at all levels.
In terms of business, the richest ones are salt merchants (specialty), followed by tea merchants and silk merchants.
Monopoly specializing in business activities, with 17 people (equivalent to the current billionaire) who owns more than 500,000 taels of silver (equivalent to the current billionaire), most of whom are salt merchants.
Wealth and honor never leave our homes, only Yangzhou, there were 161 Jinshis in the Ming Dynasty, of which 131 were children of salt merchants
The proportion of juren is higher
The chief minister Zhang Siwei is the son of Zhang Yunling, the first salt merchant in Shanxi.
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Can you make a little less sound? The lady sat on his lap and turned her head to ask
Fang Xuejian's brows frowned and said with a bitter face: Miss, one article a day, it's very difficult.
OK, two articles a day, I can’t recite them and I can’t eat.
Fang Xuejian was speechless, and after a while, he sighed quietly and said: Miss, if you marry me as a wife, I will definitely be so happy.
real?
I dare to swear to God, Fang Xuejian never tells a lie to the young lady
I was afraid that I would be insincere, Long Hongling blinked his big watery eyes and looked at him with a smile on his face and said: Are you not afraid that I would be very fierce to you?
I was afraid, Fang Xuejian put the "Four Books Collection" aside, sat up and hugged her body, gently stroked her smooth belly with her palms, and her high nose kept rubbing her back neck, and said softly, "Blowing is kissing, scolding is love, baby Ling'er, what I am afraid of is that you are not fierce enough to me."
Only when love is deep will you be responsible
Since Fang Xuejian was born, he has taken him seriously and counted him over and over again, but only four people
After all, Zen Master Huijue is a monk who regards worldly loves him very much. Although he treats him as a grandson, his behavior is more implicit and does not reveal any traces.
Chuhe is pure and kind, treats him as the best playmate in the world, a trustworthy friend and a close lover. In addition to her mother, she is afraid that she will kill her crab cellar.
Under Long Hongling's clever arrangement, Xiao Zhao lost his body in a daze. Despite his grievances, he had to marry a chicken and follow the chicken, and follow the dog and follow the dog. He followed Fang Xuejian.
After Fang Xue became more and more prosperous, marrying him to be a concubine who holds real power in the villa was also her best way out.
At first, Long Hongling only treated him as a plaything, but played with fire and burned himself. When she realized the danger, she had already fallen into the quagmire of love and could not extricate herself.
Even two hard stones can make sparks, let alone two young men and women with strong energy?
The eldest lady giggled, grabbed his slowly falling palms, looked back at him, and said: Just be afraid, hurry up and recite the letter to me honestly. Her face turned slightly red. If you recite it well, I will give you a reward tonight
Fang Xuejian was overjoyed and kissed her tender face on the right side, saying: Why didn’t you say such a good thing earlier? Knowing that the girl was thin-skinned, she laughed and said, What reward?
Keep it confidential for the time being. The young lady lowered her head, and the words she spit out were as light as a mosquito, and her little face was ashamed as if it was red.
OK, I will recite it! Even if I don’t eat or sleep, I will recite these two damn Analects of Confucius!
The tender yellow dawn fell from the horizon, and the straight official road seemed to turn into a golden sword, cutting the vast field into two
The carriage left the west city gate and galloped all the way, running eight or nine miles away, and you could see a small mountain bag from afar. Fang Xuejian remembered Xie Zhen's words, and guessed that it was Zijin Mountain.
The carriage ran close to it, and there was indeed a manor with extraordinary spirit at the foot of the mountain. The houses were piled up and the forests were lush. I was afraid it was not much smaller than my own Lingzhao Academy.
What are you looking at? Long Hongling closed the "Jin Ping Mei Ci" and turned his head to look at him
Look, the manor at the foot of the mountain is the former residence of Duke Han Wen's house, called Wenwu Villa. Fang Xuejian lifted the curtains to the maximum
How do you know? Long Hongling is excited
The mountain man has his own tricks. I can calculate that after we get married, you will give birth to four fat babies for me, and naturally, you can also calculate that it is Han Wengong's Wenwu Villa
The eldest lady blushed and spat, saying: Bragging, it must be the one Xie Zhen told you
Fang Xuejian stretched out his arms and carried her back into his arms. He gently held the upright peaks on her chest with his palms and said with a smile: What a smart Ling'er, since there is something wrong with the Han Clan Ancestral Hall, this Wenwu Villa naturally has problems. It is related to the unique snake venom leak in Shenlong Villa. Naturally, I have to find out the truth.
Should we stop and take a look now? Long Hongling's face was flushed and his voice was trembling.
Now it was easy to startle the snake, so it would be better to come to the night. Fang Xue gradually used his strength and carefully kneaded the two balls of bulging and tender flesh. The lady's body twisted gently in his arms. The straight jade girl peak on her chest was rising and falling rapidly under the man's wide fingers as she breathed. He held the lady's earlobe with two scorching lips and said: Go ahead seventy miles further is Jiyuan City. We will stay there today. It will be no late to come after dinner.
The night breeze was blowing, and a soft moon rose slowly, splashing a layer of clear cold light, pouring down the two of them on their heads and faces.
Fang Xuejian pulled the reins with his hand, and a yellow horse with extraordinary posture under his crotch racked his brains along the way. He finally plucked out the two "Analects of Confucius" from the depths of his intestines, took a breath and said: Miss, are you satisfied?
Long Hongling nodded, said: He was well-written, it was a good start
The two of them came out of Jiyuan City and were on their way to Wenwu Villa
The seventy-mile journey is not long or short. It takes two hours to jog along the way
Fang Xuejian pulled out his waist knife and practiced the three tricks he had studied in the afternoon, "The Snow Breaking Technique" several times.
This waist knife was bought by the eldest lady for him. It cost ten taels of silver, and the knife edge was quite sharp.
Long Hongling looked like a housewife, guarding Fang Xuejian all day long, either letting him read this or learn that, and even letting him go out of the inn gate.
Fang Xuejian is not an active person. He doesn’t feel bored with a great beauty by his side. He goes all the way together with both literature and martial arts.
The sword light was shining, and the sharp blade turned into a silver dragon under the moonlight, hovering and flying beside him, which was very beautiful
Long Hongling waited for him to finish dancing and smiled: I didn't expect that the sword technique of the Snow Mountain Sect was so dense, it was a very rare skill.
Of course, if it weren't for the darkness of the sky last night, Gao Yunlong would have been able to escape unscathed. Unfortunately, the hidden arrows were hard to guard against. Fang Xuejian looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and his face showed regret. Despite this, he still killed all five assassins. His sword technique was really good.
So you plan to learn this sword technique carefully?
It's Ah, I think it is more destined to me, just like you, I will cherish things that are destined to be even more destined to be
Long Hongling's face heated up, turned to look at him and said: You are the owner of Shenlong Villa now. You don't learn "Sword Snake" but you go to learn the Snow Mountain Sect's Snow Broken Sword Technique, and you are not afraid of others' jokes.
"Spirit Snake Sword Technique" emphasizes agility and elegance, suitable for girls to practice. The "Snow-Shattering Sword Technique" of the Snow Mountain School is calm and thick, gathering but not dispersing, dispersing but not chaotic, which is similar to my personality...
Calm and thick, gathering but not dispersing, dispersing but not chaotic? Hehe, I think you are frivolous and frugal, with your mouth but not your heart, and your body is dispersed and your spirit is dispersed
Fang Xuejian smiled gently and said: How many people in the world know themselves, and how many people understand others? Decades of life have passed by like a flash of time, rolling in the world. There are too many people in the world who always keep their eyes on the distance, but don’t know how to cherish them. It’s a wise thing.
I know that Master Fang is the wisest lady who is not involved in the relationship.
Fang Xuejian's smile on his face became stronger and he said slowly: Miss, you asked me to memorize the Four Books and Five Classics. I know it was for my own good. But after ten years of hard work, I memorized these dogmas with little practical significance and then wrote a few sour eight-legged articles. Even if I pass the imperial examination, what about Jinshi? I just reduced my taxes every year and could get a monthly salary of ten taels of silver.
The young lady stretched out her leg and kicked him, saying: "I heard you say that, are you not planning to study?"
Read, why not read? There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. Even for you, Yan Ruyu, I will continue to chew the Four Books and Five Classics.
Long Hongling looked at him with his head tilted for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: I'll tell you a story, do you want to hear it?
Want to hear, what story?
It's a story about Han Wengong's name. Han Wengong's parents died early and were raised by his brother and sister-in-law since childhood...
His life experience is somewhat similar to mine, but I don’t have an older brother or sister-in-law
Han Wengong's eldest brother is Han Hui, and his second brother is Han Jie. Hui, and Jie are all herringbone-shaped as the head, symbolizing that they all want to be the head of the crowd, and He is gathering, and Jie is honest, and the meaning is very good.
My name is to learn gradually, which means you need to accumulate little by little until it comes naturally and you will be able to achieve great things late.
Don't interrupt him, okay? Seeing him nodding, the eldest lady continued: I was at the age of enrollment. Mrs. Zheng, the eldest sister-in-law of Duke Wen of Han, picked up and chose the book in the book, and wanted to give him a name with the word "personality", but I couldn't find a satisfying one for the time being.
Seeing that his sister-in-law was embarrassed to name him, Han Yu said: Sister-in-law, you don’t have to read the characters anymore. The word “Yu” with the character “合” as the head is the best. I’ll call him Han Yu.
When Zheng heard this, he asked: What is the best meaning of Yu?
Han Yu said: Yu, Chaoyue is also when I grow up, I must do something earth-shaking. I will pursue the ancients before and never be a mediocre person.
Long Hongling glanced at him and said: A six-year-old child has such ambition and ambition. Master Fang, you are sixteen years old this year and are still confused all day long. Thinking about drinking and getting drunk today, being a monk and ringing the bell for a day, not being enterprising at all, don’t want to be the second Xie Zhen, right?
Fang Xuejian was flushed by her words. Under the teasing eyes of the eldest lady, she could hardly raise her head and whispered: I don’t want to be enterprising, but...
Just what?
I think...some things... are so difficult to do...
What's hard? There's nothing difficult in the world, I'm afraid of those who are interested
OK, Miss, I will listen to you. From now on, I will definitely study hard, take the exam for a juren, and have a glory for the Jinshi.
I know you until now, this sentence is a bit like human words
No? Didn’t I say anything before?
The young lady pulled the reins and the mount under her crotch jumped out, turned around and laughed, saying: It's Ah, what I said before was all nonsense, lies.
Fang Xuejian hurriedly rushed up and shouted: Miss, I heard that the chief minister Yan Songming sold his official position in a price tag, and Liu Zhitong spent 20,000 taels of silver to become the magistrate of Yushan County. Why don’t we buy one too?
Then you have to wait until you pass the imperial examination. If you don’t have any fame and fortune, it’s hard for him to recommend you.
The two galloped in a while, tied their horses in a forest at the foot of the mountain, and joined hands to the side courtyard of Wenwu Villa, and walked over the wall.
Long Hongling said softly: Your light body skills are much better
Fang Xuejian pinched her palm and said: It's not what you taught me. Long Hongling listened to his praise and remembered the past relationship between the two, and felt the indescribable warmth and sweetness in his heart.
After passing through a rose garden, I suddenly heard footsteps. Two women turned over the round hole door in the front yard and chatted and laughed.
Walking closer, one carried a wind lamp, the other was carrying a food box, but two maids in green clothes
I heard one person say: Xiaoju, do you say that the wife always makes tiger whips, deer antlers, and sea dog kidneys for the young master to eat. Would it be too... that's too much?
Another person laughed and said: Which Ah does that mean?
First, he said: That...that's that
Another smiled and said: The young master is in poor health, and the wife gives him some supplements to eat. What's so strange about this?
But these supplements... are all supplements
Sister Qiuxiang, you care about the affairs of the couple like this, may you be to the young master...hehehe...
First, he said angrily: You little chrysanthemum, you love to talk nonsense. When did I say I like it... Humph, what if the wife hears this, what if it's okay?
Another person smiled again and said: Why should you be so nervous? You can't keep this in your wife's ears. I only said it privately.
The two of them whispered and laughed, gradually moving away
Long Hongling took his hand and said: Let's follow and take a look. Follow the two maids.
Wenwu Villa has such a big garden. After walking with the two of them for a long time, they came to an exquisite attic. The paper window showed the yellow candle fire.
The man named Qiuxiang walked up the steps, knocked on the door, and said: Madam, the tiger whip soup has been cooked
The door creaked open, and a woman in white stood inside the door, with a picturesque face and a slim figure. Her high floating cloud bun was elegant and elegant, showing her excellent style.
Fang Xuejian was curious in his heart, why didn’t he pay much attention to her when he was in the Han Clan Ancestral Hall?
Xue Rong'er took the food box from the maid's hand and ordered: You lay out the bedding and go to rest early. I'll go to the study to see Zhiqi.
The two maids bowed and replied
Xue Rong'er walked down the steps and headed towards another road gracefully
The two of them waited for them to enter the attic before they followed them gently
The stone pavement is swept cleanly, and the occasionally falling leaves increase the tranquility of the yard
Under the hazy moonlight, the beauty walks alone at a cold night, wearing a gauze dress as white as the first snow, her graceful figure is like an elf dancing in the wind
Xue Ronger walked slowly, her fine steps were as light as flying, and her slender waist seemed to be twisting with some mysterious rhythm. From a distance, it looked like the wind swaying willows, elegant and enchanting, making people unable to help but blush and beating heart
Fang Xuejian stared at the slim waist without blinking. His breathing was already a little heavy, and his whole body felt a sense of heat.
He suddenly remembered the belly dance of the Persian beauty at the Baihua Festival in Luoyang. The gentle swing of her waist was enough to ignite the most surging desire in a man's heart.
Passing through a hanging flower door, a brightly lit two-story attic appears ten feet away
Xue Rong'er suddenly hiding behind a rockery on the side of the road. Fang and Long were shocked and hurriedly hid behind the yard gate. They looked around and saw two door panels pushing open and two men walked out of the house.
The man in front of him was wearing a gray Taoist robe and sparsely covered with black beards under his chin. He was a Taoist in his thirties.
The man behind him had thick eyebrows and a handsome face, and a silk dress as white as snow. He was the one Han Zhiqi who had met in the Han Clan Ancestral Hall.
The Taoist priest turned around and clasped his fists and said: Let's say goodbye, Junior Brother Han, please stay.
Han Zhiqi handed him a lantern in his hand, and hugged his fists, saying: It's too late tonight, tomorrow morning I'll ask the exquisiteness of the last three stances of "Returning Wind and Falling Yan Sword". Senior Brother, please go.
The Taoist responded and walked from the other side with a lantern.
Han Zhiqi stretched and turned around and entered the room
Xue Ronger and the Taoist walked away, then came out from behind the rockery, walked to the front of the building with the food box, and pushed the door open and went in.
The two of them walked around the attic with their hands and feet, jumped up, climbed onto the eaves of the second floor, and looked inside through the crack of the window.
I saw more than a dozen rows of bookcases in the room, and the cabinets were filled with booklets.
Fang Xuejian was stunned and thought that he was worthy of being a scholarly family. In this ten rows of bookcases, he was afraid that there would be as many as 10,000 volumes.
Looking through the bookcase, Han Zhiqi sat on a hollow carved nanmu chair, holding a yellowed book in his hand, and was reciting.
Xue Ronger approached the wide and long pineapple wood desk, gently put down the food box, and smiled and said: "When is it now, and she is still studying?"
Han Zhiqi coughed, stretched out his arms and hugged her in his arms, and said with a smile: I will go to the Beijing International Examination next year, so I naturally have to be more diligent. I took a look at the food box on the table, what delicious this time is it?
Xue Ronger pointed on his forehead and said: So what if you pass the Jinshi exam? The key is to keep your body well, stand up, lift the lid, and hand a bowl of steaming tiger whip soup to his hand. Look, eat it as hot as possible.
Han Zhiqi took a few bites, smacked his tongue, and said: It's delicious. Scoop a spoon and handed it to her mouth. Madam, you can have a bite too.
Xue Rong'er's face changed slightly and she said: This is what you men eat, how can I eat it raw?
Han Zhiqi smiled and said: Aphrodisiacs usually nourish yin. Your body is so thin, it’s time to replenish it.
Xue Ronger's face was flushed, but she still refused to eat it.
Just when we were in a relationship, we heard the loud voice of a man at the stairs and said: She refused to eat this bowl of tiger whip soup, not because it can nourish yin and strengthen yang, but because it was "Shixiang Cartilage Powder" inside.
Steps thumped, and a great man in his thirties walked up with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a mighty expression, his clothes were as dark as ink, and he was holding a long green sword in his hand, and the coldness was refreshing.
Han Zhiqi's face changed color, the spoon fell off his hand, and with a choking sound, it fell to pieces
He looked at the man in black who was approaching step by step and said: Who are you? He supported his hands at the table and tried hard to stand up, but his body was straight and his knees were sore and weak. He sat down again.
The man in black flicked his fingers on the long sword, and a buzzing dragon roar was very pleasant, saying: Do you recognize this sword?
This is the Qionglin sword of the eldest brother, how could it be in your hands? Han Zhiqi raised three true energy in a row, but unexpectedly, the dantian was empty, and the internal strength that had been cultivated for more than ten years was unknown where to go. It was like a drowning man, trying his best to grab both hands, but he couldn't even catch a straw.
The man in black shook a sword flower proudly and said: Zhao Fuyang wants to be the head of the balcony palace. He thinks you are his biggest threat, so he gave me this sword and asked me to kill you.
You are lying! The eldest brother is kind and kind, broad-minded, and has always been very good to his junior brothers. He is not a person who is obsessed with profit.
The man in black looked at Xue Rong'er with a smile and said: Zhao Fuyang is arrogant on the surface, and secretly covets the beauty of his wife. He has long had the heart of Li Dai Taotao. Tsk tsk... Such a beautiful woman with all kinds of charm will be moved by a man.
The cold sweat on Han Zhiqi's forehead was already messy, and his eyes were gradually shifting to his wife who had been married for three years. His heart was even more painful and he said with a trembling voice: Rong'er, why do you do this?
Xue Rong'er had already walked to a row of bookshelfs. After hearing his call, her back trembled slightly, and her neck was still shaking, but she didn't turn around. After waiting for a while, she said softly: Zhiqi, don't blame me. I have advised you many times before and asked you to compete for the position of the head of the balcony palace. But if you don't listen, you must take the exam for the juren and Jinshi?
The blue veins on Han Zhiqi's temples were jumping around and said bitterly: Wenwu Villa, first literary and then martial, this is the rule set by the ancestors of the Han family. Because I was weak and sick since I was a child, I went to the balcony palace to learn martial arts. I put the cart before the horse and violated the ancestral teachings. But you still want me to compete for the position of the leader. Isn't it to trap me in unfilial piety? Besides, the elder brother is both morally and capable, and is the best candidate to serve as the leader...
What kind of virtue is Zhao Fuyang? In terms of talent, martial arts, literary talent, and character, you are a hundred times better than him. Who will be the leader if you don’t become the leader?
Xue Rong'er's shoulders kept trembling, and said, Zhiqi, you hold the sour schoolbag of the old Han family and want to study and become an official. But look at this world, Yan Song won the emperor's favor because of his writings of a few good poems, and he was at the top of the emperor. He was at the top of the prime minister and monopolized the power. Your master Tao Zhongwen had never read a few books. Not only did he serve as the Minister of Rites, but he also served as the three orphans and was appointed as the fief of the marquis. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, which minister has such glory as him?
The man in black walked to Han Zhiqi step by step, and suddenly waved his sword, cut off his wrists, grabbed him with his left hand, lifted him up from the chair, and put his sword on his neck, laughed: Master Han, with your literary and martial arts, you are a rare talent, but unfortunately you don’t know the current affairs, no wonder Mrs. Zun is so angry.
Blood fell on the pale collars, like red plums suddenly blooming on the snowy day, so beautiful that they were shockingly beautiful.
Han Zhiqi was trembling in pain, and the cold sweat was dripping from his forehead. He bit his lips and stared at Xue Rong'er tightly, his eyes were red as if bleeding was about to flow out.
Xue Rong'er sighed softly and said quietly: Who doesn't expect that a woman is respectful and noble, and is generous and decent in front of others? Only in this way can you not be unfair to go to the world for such a strange experience. Don't blame me, if you want to blame you, blame you for being too heartless.
The despair in Han Zhiqi's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he suddenly said loudly: You hate me so much, why don't you dare to look back at me?
Xue Ronger's back trembled suddenly, and her slender body trembled in waves, like a reed in the wind. She didn't turn her head after a long time.
The man in black laughed and said: Master Han, you are so forced to do something difficult for others. It's not what a gentleman does. It's getting late, I should give you a ride. He held his chest laces in one hand and pushed his sword forward with the other. With a puff, the sword tip passed through his throat.
Fang Xuejian looked at a few strands of blood sprayed out obliquely, and dripping on the dark red bookshelf. His heart was so pounding. He was about to turn his head to see the lady's face, but he heard a sound in the room. Looking at him, Han Zhiqi's thin body was nailed high on the wooden pillar beside the window, his blood-red eyes were wide open, and the long sword in his throat was buzzing and trembling, still trembling endlessly.
The man in black smiled and said: Rong'er, look at my trick of "white clouds appearing out of the mountains", but it still makes me do it?
Xue Rong'er turned her head and looked at Han Zhiqi. Her bright eyes suddenly darkened. She lowered her head and sighed, saying: Brother Lie, I've given you everything, you... You can't let me down in the future. She's timid and sobbing.
The man in black was happy to see her and hugged her in his arms, saying: Baby Rong'er, don't you understand my heart today?
Xue Rong'er cried even more sadly and whimpered: You men have a trick on their mouths, but they have another trick on their hearts. They are all flirtatious big radishes who eat something in the bowl and think about what is in the pot. When you have a young and beautiful person in the future, how can you remember me, a yellow-faced woman?
The man in black slapped his chest so loudly and said: This is really a pity. I, "Pi Li Tiger", Qi Lie, is a dignified man in the world. How could he be compared to those little white-faced faces who steal? He leaned into her ears and said warmly, Rong'er, don't say that there is no other person in the world who looks better than you. Even if there is one, I will never look at it.
Xue Ronger burst into laughter, turned around and pointed at his forehead, and said: I just like to say crazy words. Is it related to being honest and thinking about something?
Qi Lie burst into tears and laughed when he saw her. A small, smooth face was decorated with a few crystal tears, like rain hitting pear blossoms, dew dripping begonia, it was so charming that it was so charming. He smiled and opened his arms and hugged her right, kissed her, baby, and pouted and wanted to kiss her.
Xue Ronger reached out to cover his lips and tilted her neck and said: Have all the three people from yesterday been handled?
It had already been handled, and I cut off my head and sent it to Luoyang. Gao Yunlong was Prince Fu's beloved general. He lost his wife and then broke his troops. Now he felt so distressed.
Xue Ronger laughed and said: The last time she did not attack Long Sihai, can you take good care of the family of that killer?
I've been buried alive, baby, let me kiss you
Fang Xuejian was stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly realized that the assassin who knocked on Long Sihai's back was sent by these two people. Even if he couldn't kill Long Sihai, he could still blame Prince Fu. It was really a killing two birds with one stone. Although this strategy was simple, it was vicious enough.
He kept thinking in his heart, feeling more and more strange.
Last night, the assassin sent to kill Gao Yunlong and the other three, and sent their heads to Luoyang. It was obvious that he wanted to anger Prince Fu and provoke him and Long Sihai to fight.
But what is their purpose in doing this?
Could it be that this Pilihu Qi Lie is also an important figure in the Cao Gang?
Prince Fu and Long Sihai were already in the same situation as water and fire. He added fuel to the fire like this, just waiting for the snipe and clam to fight, so as to reap the benefits of the fisherman?
Xue Ronger's little face was blushing, and she blocked her left and right, but she refused to let him kiss her. She asked: The camel caravan in the Western Regions is walking on the Qinling Line. Where do you think Long Sihai will set up an ambush?
Evil Hutan, there is a gate of hell. Qi Lie grabbed her white and tender hand and kissed her
Evil Hutan is located in the middle section of the Qinling Mountains, with a cliff on all sides, and only a small path to access the terrain. The terrain is very dangerous.
In the middle of the mountain road is a rocky beach of five or sixty acres, but there are two rapids converge there. If the water source is blocked in advance in the river, then use rolling wood and rocks to seal the passages on both sides. When the water volume is enough, the two sides will break at the same time. Not to mention the three hundred camel fleet, even three thousand will be rushed without a trace.
Setting up an ambush in Evil Hu Beach, Long Sihai will inevitably prepare for hasty. At most, three teams from the Nanluo River, Jinghe River and your Beiluo River. You and Old Man Yuan are unwilling to do their best. The mobilization will not exceed one thousand people, which is a bit overwhelming...
What's the matter with this? Old Man Yuan is responsible for blocking the intersection in the north, my men are responsible for building dams and releasing water. The men and horses of the Nanluo River are led by Long Sihai themselves, blocking the roads, and 200 scattered downstream of the mountain stream to salvage and rescue people. Isn't it that the brothers of the Cao Gang have the final say?
Xue Rong'er laughed and said: I heard that in addition to the royal guards and Jinma Escort Agency, Prince Fu also has a group of people from Xionger Mountain Tianlang Village. Although the six hundred bandits in Tianlang Village are not very skilled in martial arts, they are well-trained surprise soldiers. I think at this time, they had long been ambushed in Evil Hu Beach.
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Note:
(1) The Luo River has two branches, in Luoyang in the south and in Xi'an in the north. The area flows through is vast and rich. The Luo River branch is the strongest among the Yellow River Caogang, so it is not difficult to understand.
(2) In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the princes who were granted vassal colluded with bandits and hooligans to secretly cultivate their power and become bigger in the local area, which was a common phenomenon.
(3) According to "Li Zicheng", all the early wheat fields around Luoyang are all the fields of King Fu, and the number is incalculable.
At that time, the largest landlord in the country occupied more than 70,000 hectares of land (more than one million acres), Emperor Jiajing's fourth son, King Zaithen, occupied 40,000 hectares of land (600,000 acres) in Jiujiang, and the Grand Secretary Xu Jie owned 250,000 acres of fertile land in Songjiang, his hometown.
There are more than 3,800 large landlords in the country with more than 10,000 mu, most of them are royal relatives and nobles and bureaucrats at all levels.
In terms of business, the richest ones are salt merchants (specialty), followed by tea merchants and silk merchants.
Monopoly specializing in business activities, with 17 people (equivalent to the current billionaire) who owns more than 500,000 taels of silver (equivalent to the current billionaire), most of whom are salt merchants.
Wealth and honor never leave our homes, only Yangzhou, there were 161 Jinshis in the Ming Dynasty, of which 131 were children of salt merchants
The proportion of juren is higher
The chief minister Zhang Siwei is the son of Zhang Yunling, the first salt merchant in Shanxi.
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