At dusk, the city gates were closed and Turpan was silent.

Late at night, a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and the rear generals rushed out in a hurry. After waiting in the open space for a short time, there was no explosion of fire. So they returned to the camp. The camp generals entered the door and saw a person sitting on the collapse. They immediately shouted, which was considered brave. If they did not retreat, they would advance.

Wei Yang stabbed his heart with a sword, and no one in the military camp dared to come and explore.

During the Pingming period, three or five coupons suddenly threw a medicine bag into the curled room. Without waiting for anyone to panic, no one survived with a bang.

At noon, someone dared to enter and investigate, but saw seven or eight heads on the table of the camp, with their eyes very ferocious.

Here, the prescription was to discuss the people of the camp. The right-wing entourage entourage shouted the horses neighed. A hundred horses were on fire and the horse tails were striking out of the stables. They trampled everywhere. The camp general ran out of the door and saw a small school coming to report it in a panic. When he was scolding, the man shot his hand and fell to the ground. Seeing that the school had a tender face and cold eyes were as cold as ice, wasn't that guy?

The six armies were panicked and rushed to the Khan Palace to threaten. Before dusk, Ma Heima had to select a hundred people, all dressed up as Wei Yang said, and galloped towards Hami in a terrible manner.

The western border was frightened.

Only now did the Hami military and civilians realize that Wei Xiaolang had been in the enemy territory for three years.

Just for the people of two villages?

Just for the people of the two villages.

"Haheima surrendered?" Some merchants were worried, and looked at the horseheima envoys who lowered their heads and held the banner like a defeated dog. They asked the soldiers guarding the road.

As soon as the delegation arrived at the border, the fast horse spread the news to the schoolyard.

Zhao Yunfu was neither sad nor happy, so he only ordered people to use their household registration to compare one by one.

The little princess looked slightly moved, and she said, "It's time to wipe them out" and went to the schoolyard to order soldiers.

Everyone in the army knew that the Turpan Khan had lost all his morale, and he was ready to make contributions to the Western Regions.

The public has different reactions, so merchants are one of them.

He looked at the people who were so excited that they were all amazed and admired, and muttered: "Will people take revenge on us businessmen so cruelly?"

A group of independent and proud scholars shook their heads and said to each other: "This guy is too powerful. Don't you know that the major affairs of the country are in our hands? Such a killing and revenge would be a loss of the spirit of heaven."

Some people also gathered together: "Why not seek the King Zhongshun and ask him to withdraw that guy? In the current situation, as long as we raise our arms and exclaim, Turpan Khan will be grateful and she will be grateful. From now on, will it be beautiful?"

This made most scholars hesitate. Someone said: "King Zhongshun guarded the western frontier with force. He never loved scholars like me. I am afraid he wouldn't listen. Forget it, let's see what happens when they anger them."

Someone even laughed strangely: "How powerful are those who are not afraid of the dead in the holy war? Even if they are so revenge, will they not be revenge a hundred times in the future? That guy is a simple businessman. If his fine salt cannot be sold in the Western Regions, he will regret it."

So he looked coldly at ordinary people with joy and glory expressions. These scholars became more and more arrogant and contemptuous. How could they know that the way of saints cares about forgiveness? "You must not be brave!"

After the mission, the merchant came to the garrison office and rushed to the jail office. He clamored to see the commander, saying, "Will this be a grudge for others? If we travel to the Western Regions to sell goods, who will bear the responsibility if we hold a grudge for Ma Heima?"

A big man ran out of the garrison, holding a water and fire stick, beating him and cursing: "I'll just look at your own purse? If a thief comes, you are just holding your head and begging for mercy, and you still blame us for being tough? Don't leave, the Sa family is grabbing you and is sending you to see Madam Feng, which cuts off your wealth."

But isn't it Mr. An Qian?

The merchants fled in panic.

In a moment, a few scholars came to warn him, saying "the way of loyalty and forgiveness". In his words, he was full of "national affairs". Mr. An Qian was very impatient and thought to himself: "Why didn't Brother Wei come back early and kill these pickled goods? Only he is brave and has a bad means - I don't know if Wei Xiaolang, who is famous in the western border, still remembers his old friend back then!"

However, at this time, a scholar also smiled and said, "The western frontier is getting more peaceful!"

He walked out of the schoolyard, and the soldiers crossed their hands and said, "Where is sir?"

The scholar smiled and said, "I have heard that there are military, political, business, academic, farming, labor, and law in the western front. All the ways of self-defense are coming out to pay homage."

The sergeant laughed and said, "Don't you know..."

"Ha, I know naturally that I was about to visit him when he was not at home. If he came back, I didn't seem to have anything to say to him." The scholar said, "I was a white man, wandering to the west, thanking the princess, and invited me to talk about the way of the saints. Now that the war is imminent, what can my scholar help me? If not, it would be better to visit friends, wouldn't it be a pleasure!"

The soldiers scratched their heads. How could this Jiangnan scholar be so crazy?

The scholar laughed and left. He quickly came to Wei Yang's house for a moment. He looked up at the door and looked down at the wall and chest. He held his palm and praised loudly, "We are not afraid of murderous intentions inside, and we do not avoid people watching outside. Wei Xiaolang is indeed a good person."

Xiaohu was now overjoyed when he heard Xiaolang's message. He was talking to Ximei about how the Turpan mission taught our little officials to fight. He listened to the scholar's words and hurried out and bowed: "Where is sir?"

The scholar smiled and said, "You are Xiaohu? I have never known each other for you. How could you be so polite to me?"

Xiaohu said: "Sir, if I praise my little husband, I will have endless good things to say to you."

The scholar was stunned and then laughed, tidied up his clothes, and bowed, "Please inform the Lord of the Lord Feng, Wang Shouren of my Yuyao, please see Mrs. Feng, and ask for advice on industrial and commercial reasons."

Xiaohu was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise: "Sir, the son of the Minister of Rites in Nanjing. He once realized the truth in Longchang. Now he is the Minister of the Taipu Temple in Nanjing?"

The scholar was stunned and said, "How could you know me?"

Xiaohu smiled and said, "My little husband talked about Mr. I was at home. Now I have many seeds of reading, and there are often those who praise Mr. I remember you."

Wang Shouren sighed and said slowly: "I didn't expect that the Western academic style was so prosperous, and Wei Xiaolang's family tutoring has come to this point. So, what can you say about your little husband?"

"Yes, my little husband said that the teacher's learning, which is a continuation of the foundation of Chinese civilization, is the basis of my Chinese civilization." Xiaohu said.

Wang Shouren looked at him hesitant, and knew that there was something else to say, so he smiled and said, "Young man, don't hesitate. Wei Xiaolang used the method of fine salt to benefit the western border, and built Hami City with the "engineering method". If he has any criticism, I should observe it myself." Thinking about it, I said cheerfully, "Besides, I don't agree with his killing method. I commented on it as a means of martial arts, but respecting him and loving the people. This is the so-called gentleman. What can't be said explicitly among gentlemen?"

Xiaohu then said: "My little boy said that the gentleman's heart is worthy of 'reheraling the unique knowledge of the past sages', but the principle of studying things to learn is not enough to assist the heart's heart to achieve 'building peace for all ages'."

oh?

Wang Shouren bowed seriously and asked: "Please tell me carefully, and I should think I'm a teacher."
Chapter completed!