Qingzhou.
Because the Tang family, a former Confucian family, rebelled in the Central Plains, they were exterminated and executed by the old King Yuan of Donglai. Gradually, the entire Qingzhou atmosphere suddenly became withered.
As a great scholarly state, in the past, many scholars from all over the world came here to admire its reputation. But now, it has become a ruined state.
Although Beiyu's constant victory was based on the strategy of appeasing the people, the Tang family's rebellion in the Central Plains had already caused disaster to the entire Qingzhou and was in disarray.
"Tang Wuyuan? People in the world will say that Tang Wuyuan, who is advertised by scholars, colluded with the Demon Queen to rebel in the Central Plains, and he is a dog with a broken spine."
A carriage stopped. On the carriage, a person stepped down. As soon as his footsteps touched the ground, his voice was already laughing. This man's face had a large piece of flesh cut off by something unknown, and he was not covered by a mask. He looked extremely fierce.
His name is Lingsu, and he once had a resounding name in the thirty states of the Central Plains, called "Yinlin". At that time, the legitimate son of the Ling family, the King of Grain, was very high-spirited and controlled the entire Central Plains. The King of Western Shu was once forced to a dead end.
It's a pity that in the end, he lost to a cripple.
Ling Su closed her eyes in the wind.
Due to the poisonous owl's legacy and the tragedy of Yandao in Wuzhou, the five households of the Grain King were almost wiped out. He survived, and finally survived, just to overturn the entire Western Shu and the entire Central Plains.
Especially a lame one!
"Master Ling, we're here."
Just as Ling Su was thinking about it, suddenly, a fellow guard spoke in a solemn voice.
Ling Su opened his eyes, and not long after, he saw four or five leather traders in front of him, jumping out of the carriage and walking over.
On the carriage, a square of jute cloth was tied. That was a sign of agreement between the two.
Ling Su narrowed his eyes and looked at the person walking in front. He is a strong and strong man, with steady steps, angular facial features, and extremely deep eyes. At first glance, he seems to be walking flatly, but with every step he takes, a circle of sand is stirred up.
Just wait for the near future.
The strong man's tower-like body stood in front of Ling Su, blocking the sunlight and casting a shadow.
Ling Su didn't dare to look at each other, lowered his head and frowned.
The big man didn't speak.
Not long after, another person came from behind with a gloomy voice.
"Are you Lingsu? From Yingdao?"
"Exactly." Ling Su breathed out and calmed down, "I haven't asked for advice yet."
"My name is Chao Tu." The man spoke, his voice getting colder and colder.
"This time, by the order of my lord, I came here to meet with you. In your previous letter, you mentioned that there is a way for Sha Rong to enter the Central Plains."
Lingsu remained silent for a while, then raised his hand and pointed at the big man who had retreated. The oppressive force of that big man just now was so strong that he seemed like a clown, not even daring to look at her.
"What about him? Who is he?"
"Guess." Chao Tu sneered.
"King Hao Lian?"
Chao Tu laughed and said, "Master Ling, this is the Central Plains. My Lord will never be in such danger."
Ling Su was silent. According to rumors, Hao Lianzhan, King of Sha Rong, has always been a brave man, a hero rarely seen in the Saibei grassland for thousands of years.
"He is the number one warrior under my lord." Chao Tu said calmly. He waved his hand back again, and not long after, the other two big men quickly rushed out and guarded the surroundings.
"Master Ling, don't waste time. Just follow what you said in your letter, let's discuss it and make preparations in advance."
Ling Su raised his eyes and looked at the big man.
The big man smiled faintly and took two or three steps back. Chao Tu, who was beside him, also narrowed his eyes.
Ling Su breathed out, had someone spread out the mat, and began to sit down.
"When I came here, I had people explore the nearby area, and there was no problem. The rebellion in the Central Plains during the Tang Dynasty in Qingzhou——"
"Master Ling, you talk too much."
Ling Su raised his head and smiled at Chao Tu.
"When I mention the rebellion in the Central Plains, you can't help it. So what? General Zhao Qingyun."
Chao Tu looked shocked, and the big man next to him also frowned.
"I, Lingsu, never thought that Tang Wuyuan in Qingzhou was a young man. On the contrary, he had the courage and determination to take over the Central Plains, so he must be a hero in troubled times."
"General Zhao, don't be angry, you are the same."
Chao Tu gritted his teeth and followed Ling Su's example and sat on the floor.
"King Hao Lian, you also invite me." Ling Su raised his head again and made an invitation gesture towards the big man.
The big man looked at Ling Su several times with his deep eyes, and without any scruples, he also sat down.
"Since we are discussing important matters, we should be honest with each other." Ling Su looked around and spoke seriously.
"Both Yingdao and Sha Rong have the ambition to take over the Central Plains. This alliance is a strong alliance. King Hao Lian, if you want to take over the Central Plains, Yingdao is your best ally. You should know that now In the Central Plains, to the south is the King of Western Shu and to the north is the King of Beiyu. No matter what, these two people hate foreigners the most."
The big man sat in the wind. He raised his head after a long time and looked at Ling Su with interest. His voice was slow but powerful.
"It's not difficult. After all, there are many people like you in this Central Plains."
Ling Su smiled and heard clearly what the big man said, but he didn't feel angry at all. Instead, he pointed at Chaotu opposite.
"What about him?"
"He is also my good dog."
Chao Tu smiled, but was also lifeless. He took a wine jar from the side and poured a glass for each of the two people in front of him.
"The same goes for Qingzhou Tang Wuyuan." Ling Su laughed loudly.
"Three dogs are here together, why not share a drink?" The big man also laughed even more happily.
"Brother Tang, please drink together, Ling Su respects you."
The sound and wine were scattered into the wind.
"The big event is certain. King Hao Lian will take the northern land, and my lord, the King of Yingdao, will take the south land and divide the Central Plains together."
"Okay, we'll share the Central Plains equally." The big man narrowed his eyes and smiled even more.
The same is true for Ling Su.
In fact, they all understand that it is nothing more than carving up the Central Plains and bringing them together. But in the future, winning or losing in this world will eventually have to be fought for.
"Yingdao is far away from the Central Plains, but there is a sea route not far away. If a war breaks out, Master Ling, can you make it in time?" Chao Tu said from the side.
"If you have time, I will have a solution for this kind of thing." Ling Su smiled, "In addition, I have another person who can serve as an internal response."
"who?"
"A rookie general from Beiyu."
The big man was silent for a while, "Are you confident about such a person?"
"King Hao Lian, although he is a poisonous snake, if I dare to catch it, I will be able to pinch it seven inches before it bites me. Please wait for good news."
"Right now, what King Hao Lian and I have to do is to find ways to provoke a decisive battle between Western Shu and Beiyu, and then take advantage of both sides to lose, and become the leader of the Central Plains!"
"Hezhou Leqing is a reckless general who wants to imitate the integrity and bravery of an experienced general. If something big happens, he will definitely die." Chao Tu, who was beside him, looked increasingly crazy.
"Loyalty? What kind of loyalty are you talking about? Let's talk about it in the next life."
Sitting on the floor, the expressions of the three of them suddenly became extremely gloomy.
"Raise a bowl and drink together!"
"Drink together!" Zhao Qingyun's voice was hoarse.
"I respect you and my ancestor Tang Wuyuan, hahaha, you were once a great scholar in the world."
Ling Su raised the wine bowl, his eyes flickering.
The setting sun on the horizon fell heavily to the west. Just like when he was young, his passionate ambition had fallen into the abyss at some point.
