To avoid attracting attention, Xu Mu did not follow the official road and go directly to Cangwu Prefecture. Instead, after leaving Jiaozhou, he took a detour through the small road. Even if it takes a lot of effort, it is still safe in the end.
"I haven't seen Lu Xiong and Wei Chun for a long time. I miss these two people very much." Xu Mu said with a smile while riding on the horse.
The person talking was not Si Hu who was stuffing meat buns, but secret guard Fei Lian.
"Don't worry, my lord, I sent people to explore earlier and there was no tail nearby."
The tail is the person being followed.
"Don't be nervous, just follow the steps."
The seaport of Cangwu Prefecture has always been the treasure of Xishu in the past two years, and it has extraordinary significance. Worried about Lu Xiong's sudden misfortune, Xu Mu also allowed him to promote loyal and loyal generals in the harbor as reserve guards.
Lu Xiong sent a letter earlier, saying that he had found two good generals. When the situation in the harbor is stable, he will be sent to the General Hall to study.
In today's world, whether it is Xishu or Beiyu, they have already gathered their strength and are ready to fight again according to the opportunity.
Resources, talents, and even the support of people all over the world.
The road to chasing deer in Xishu is difficult every step of the way.
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In Lizhou.
As soon as we got free today, Chang Sheng had already left the camp, leading Yan Pi and Yuchi Ding, as well as a bodyguard of 3,000 people, to the river bank north of Lizhou.
There was something he had wanted to do for a long time. Especially this time, when the sheepherder's life or death was uncertain. In the first battle in the spring, the strategy and fighting spirit shown by Xi Shu made the sense of crisis in his chest become more and more intense.
Beiyu is so big that it needs someone as talented as Mr. Sheepherd to join forces with him to control the country.
But the concept of talent is not like picking fish at the vegetable market, but more like a person in a gambling house, using his last handful of broken silver to bet on the "double six", making a desperate bet, hoping to get a big harvest.
Chang Sheng raised his head, his eyes slightly stern.
The person he chose was not simple. He was his book friend and his classmate. What's even worse is that not only did he appreciate that man's great talent, but also Yuan Tao, the then young prince, secretly sent a lot of money to him in order to help him.
Changyang Qingshi Lane, Liujia, Liuchen.
Chang Sheng lowered his brows. Previously, like his brothers, he might have considered the attitude of the old aristocratic families in the inner city. But now, with the sheepherder's life and death uncertain, he felt it was necessary to choose another counselor in an eclectic way.
Liu Chen was the person he longed for.
When the time comes, the old aristocratic families are arguing, saying that they cannot be employed as generals because they have settled down, so they can only make up for the vacancy in the general position by appointing a few sons from aristocratic families as generals.
"Military advisor, we've arrived."
To the north of Lizhou, there is a branch of Jijiang River. Along the river banks, scattered new villages have been built, which have not yet gathered into large towns.
When Yuan An moved his capital to Muyun Prefecture, thousands of people in the Changyang area were afraid of the disaster of war, and many people moved out of Changyang. The Liu family is among them.
This is still Chang Sheng. It took a lot of effort to find out.
"Which household?"
"The fourth house in the third lane to the left of the ferry."
Chang Sheng raised his head and looked at the newly built mud and thatched houses with a somewhat silent expression on his face.
"I seem to remember last year's winter relief. When I was reviewing political affairs, I specifically ordered people to allocate food funds."
"Silver... flows out of the hands of the little military advisor, just like a stream flowing from top to bottom. When it reaches the end, the silver will naturally be much less." Yan Pi's voice hesitated.
Chang Sheng turned his head and looked at the lifeless river beside him, standing there for a long time.
Yan Pi didn't say who it was, but he could guess who it was who had intercepted his winter food relief payment.
Beiyu depends on the aristocratic family to conquer the world, and the old aristocratic family also needs to rely on Beiyu to continue to be rich and prosperous, and continue to thrive.
"Book."
Yan Pi hurriedly turned around and handed a delicate wooden box to Chang Sheng's hand.
"Commander, I just don't understand why you don't send some meat and preserves, or even some money. Such a big book box doesn't satisfy your hunger just looking at it."
"Commander Yan Pi, there are thousands of bells in the book." Yuchi Ding, who was next to him, said with a smile.
Chang Sheng ignored the words of the two entourages. He held the book box in one hand, lowered his hand and straightened his robe.
Just like him, he has longed for the second volume of "Qing Ping Lu". If Beiyu comes to Chengdu one day, he will really go to the palace to look for it himself.
"You take your guards and wait at the entrance of the alley."
"The safety of the little military advisor——"
Chang Sheng smiled and said, "It would be a wonder in the world if I, Chang Sheng, died here. Don't worry, Liu Chen is my friend. When we were classmates, I often borrowed books from each other and gave them to each other. If I didn't want to join the world and fight, I would be here When the time comes, I will look for him to go on a spring outing outside the city."
Without hesitation, Chang Sheng held the book box and walked carefully into the alley beside the ferry. Just today, he became a gambler and put all his money into asking someone to come out.
It was just noon and the sun was just right. After walking to the front of the house, Chang Sheng looked up and saw a man dressed in an old robe, sitting in the spring breeze in the yard, holding a book and reading.
Probably because he hadn't finished reading, the assailant figure shook his head from time to time, thoughtfully, dipped his pen in ink, and wrote down a sentence of annotations.
Always victorious and gentle. Suddenly I remembered that back then, when he was still called Chang Shu, he would be like this, holding a book, from morning to night, from a child to a weak crown.
Without being disturbed, Chang Sheng stood in front of the house and waited quietly, holding the book box.
It wasn't until more than an hour later that the people in the yard finally finished reading a volume, stood up, and laughed comfortably.
After hearing the sound, Chang Sheng straightened his robe again, raised his hand, and slowly knocked on the wood door.
The figure in the old robe finally turned around, took a few steps closer, and opened the firewood door at once. When seeing Chang Sheng, the figure in the old robe spoke excitedly.
"My friend Chang Shu!"
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"After I became a military advisor, my name was Chang Sheng." Sitting in the yard, Chang Sheng said with a smile. He put down the book box in front of him and pushed it to the scholar in front of him.
"Liu Pingde, you're fine."
The scholar in front of me smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for two years, but you are the one who has become the king of the world."
"I don't want to join the world and fight. Otherwise, on this spring day, you and I should go out and enjoy the flowers."
"A poor man no longer has such elegance." Liu Chen glanced at the book box on the wooden table, but after all he did not reach out.
"Do you know what I mean?"
"Know."
Chang Sheng put down the tea bowl and sighed.
"After all, I can't hide it from you, Pingde, please come out. In such a world, you can't let all your knowledge and knowledge rot in your belly."
Liu Chen thought for a while, "My biggest wish at the beginning was to become the counselor and disciple of Lord Yuan and help him establish the country. But I was too late in the end, and Lord Yuan died at the side of the Qing Dynasty."
"It's not too late at all." Chang Sheng shook his head, "If Beiyu can succeed in the competition, this vast Central Plains will be as the Marquis wishes, and the world will be peaceful and the country will be stable."
Liu Chen smiled, "But I know that Xu Mu, the king of Western Shu, the former prime minister, is the successor of Lord Yuan."
