"The Guanlong nobles who supported Bashu's troops and heroes will all return to Guanlong?"
Liang Xiao was a little surprised after reading the information.
If the Guanlong nobles want to survive, they cannot be enemies with either the imperial court or the Gongsun family, unless the imperial court and the Gongsun family fall out.
Gongsun Xunfeng, the Generalissimo of Bashu, was actually considered one of the founding fathers, and he was close friends with General Guanlong, who were also the founding fathers.
At the military camp site, only Lin Xiu accompanied him and was qualified to have access to intelligence.
"The Gongsun family seems to have been testing the attitude of Guanlong. As long as the Guanlong nobles do not support their independence, they will have no confidence. But the court cannot think of dividing them because of this. It should be a bowl of water, and no one will be offended. Concentrate on Deal with Beihu and domestic rebels." Lin Xiu analyzed.
Liang Xiao nodded and said: "Perhaps it was Beihu Shanyu who proclaimed himself emperor and angered the Guanlong nobles. They also considered that Beihu might go south to fight another founding war, and the target would be either the north or Guanlong. Do you think, should this be done? Should we cooperate deeply with Guanlong and share the same hatred?"
Lin Xiudao: "Cooperation is necessary, but those key weapons and court secrets cannot be leaked to outsiders. After all, the Marquis of Lanling also understands that Guanlong is not completely obedient to the court, and they can easily find slogans for rebellion. What's more, The new weapons here in the north are not enough. Unless Guan Long surrenders completely, there is no reason to raise tigers as a threat. He will be a new threat at the end of the day."
After saying that, Lin Xiu felt that something was still wrong and continued to add.
"But the Marquis of Lanling should still show goodwill, give certain benefits to the Guanlong nobles, and remind them to take strict precautions. If nothing unexpected happens, Beihu should have planted many agents in the Guanlong area and bribed many internal agents."
"The various clans in Guanlong regard the Lin family as their think tank. This family has many talented people and is good at managing politics, but it is still far from the Marquis. It cannot be underestimated, but it cannot be overestimated."
Liang Xiao cast an approving look at Lin Xiu.
Lin Xiu is reliable. He lives in seclusion in his spare time. He only stays in his own home in the Prefecture with his whole family. He concentrates on handling government affairs and never actively interacts with the outside world. He also does not bring any bookboys with him, obviously to avoid suspicion. and safety.
"Recently, I have asked you to take care of the Liang family's military affairs." Liang Xiao warned.
Lin Xiu solemnly agreed and praised: "Since the disaster of moving the capital, the aristocratic family has been rampant and the domestic military has been in a state of decline. If the Liang family's army goes to the battlefield in the future, it will be as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as invading as fire, and as motionless as the mountain. It is difficult to know what will happen. Yin moves like thunder... Only then will the other armies in the north have enough confidence to fight Beihu."
"Heroes see the same thing, the Liang family army must make great achievements."
Liang Xiao looked at the soldiers in the audience and couldn't help but look forward to it.
He can be sure that even if he himself rides a white dragon shadow, wears the Emperor's Armor, and holds the Tianlong City Breaking Halberd, and rushes into the Liang Family Army's formation, he will die or not.
Liang Xiao returned to his house and visited Bai Longying again.
As a stable boy, Xiahou Xiaolan worked hard to raise Bai Longying. Bai Longying's injuries have almost recovered, and he is now fat and strong.
Xiahou Qingyi was also in the stable, staring at Bai Longying and Liang Xiao who was feeding Bai Longying, and was entranced for a moment.
Bai Longying has recently put on the harness, but he didn't resist at all.
Xiahou Qingyi had an intuition that this divine horse seemed to be born for the battlefield.
Its living habits on the grassland are different from other wild horses, more like a wild domestic horse.
Moreover, Bai Longying and Liang Xiao are getting closer and closer, and it seems that Liang Xiao's position in its heart is the same as hers.
Now Xiahou Qingyi only feels relieved.
It was really aggrieved for it to follow him.
If you follow him, you may be able to go down in history.
Many famous generals in history have records about various thousand-mile horses under their command.
Liang Xiao looked at Bai Longying, who was wearing a horse harness, and tried to ride.
According to Xiahou Xiaolan, Bai Longying can accept the training of a riding whip because his skin is rough and thick, and his tolerance for pain is far beyond that of ordinary horses. The whip is like scratching an itch.
But in fact, you don’t need a riding whip to control the White Dragon Shadow. You only need proper control, and you can become a human and a horse. It seems to be really spiritual.
Sure enough, Liang Xiao, who had no riding whip, drove Bai Longying and galloped freely in the spacious racecourse, doing whatever he wanted.
"It is indeed faster than the Honghu, has more endurance, and is easier to control." Liang Xiao was delighted.
Cavalry and cavalry generals often do not bring only one horse on the battlefield, and Honghu can be used as a backup horse in the future.
On this day, the spiritual Bai Longying finally identified its true owner.
Just in case, Liang Xiao still prepared a riding whip for Bai Longying to prevent him from falling off the chain at the critical moment.
After comforting Bai Longying, Liang Xiao was in a good mood and took Xiahou Qingyi back to the courtyard.
Xiahou Qingyi hung a red blood sword on his waist and followed Liang Xiao all the way.
She agreed to Mu Qinxue's request and would still follow Liang Xiao occasionally...
Back in the yard, Liang Xiao turned to look at her and said with a wry smile: "Girl in Tsing Yi, you should go out less often with me in the future."
Xiahou Qingyi nodded, feeling disappointed.
He can't speak, looks like a stuffy person outside, and he's also a woman. Maybe it will make his face look dull?
Seeing that she seemed sad, Liang Xiao quickly explained: "I didn't mean that. It's just that you have such a heavy sword like the Red Blood Sword hanging on your waist. It weighs more than ten kilograms. It's very inconvenient to go out at ordinary times. You should also wear a special girdle." Belt."
Xiahou Qingyi suddenly understood, nodded repeatedly, held up the red blood sword, and looked at Liang Xiao.
Liang Xiao shook his head and said: "You deserve it. This is your sign. You don't always want to give it to me. When you travel, you can change it to a good sword. I have a sword made by Mr. Pu in my house. You can take it with you." ."
Xiahou Qingyi was surprised and happy.
He had no objection to accompanying himself.
Liang Xiao watched Xiahou Qingyi leave, feeling quite helpless.
Mu Qinxue tried hard to persuade him to take Xiahou Qingyi out more often.
After all, male and female Xuanwei also often cover their faces, so she is not a big deal.
He knew Duan Yunxiu and could probably guess that this was what Duan Yunxiu meant. Otherwise, Mu Qinxue would not do this if she felt sorry for Duan Yunxiu.
Xiahou Qingyi went back with the Red Blood Sword. When he found Jian Wuyi, he wanted to give it to her for safekeeping.
"This is your own sword. You don't have to give it to your master. You can give it to him or the rich ladies in his house for safekeeping. Maybe one day he will need this sword to protect himself on the battlefield, right?" Wuyi said solemnly.
Xiahou Qingyi was a little surprised.
This is a divine sword that can cut iron like clay, comparable to the sword of the Sword Clan.
Jian Wuyi actually allowed her to give it to Liang Xiao?
"As long as you care more about the common people in the future, I will always support you as my teacher said." Jian Wuyi smiled gently.
Xiahou Qingyi felt relieved now, returned to Lanlinghou Mansion, and handed the Red Blood Sword to Jiang Fuxue for safekeeping.
Jian Wuyi woke her up.
Liang Xiao couldn't accept her gift in person, but he could pass it on through Jiang Fuxue and the others.
When he went to the battlefield, for safety reasons and to prevent his family from worrying, he had to take it with him.
