"'The Jinjiang Road in front of Qingyang Palace was drunk for ten years. But today I was looking for fragrance, but it was a snowy night boat in the mountains.'Does Zhongyue still remember this poem?" Chengdu ushered in the first heavy snow before the New Year.

Meng Yan and Yan Lan walked forward side by side.

"I remember that when Mr. Nangong taught me the first poem that day in Luochen." Yan Lan sighed.

"Zhongyue, you always have to give me an answer to my suggestion the day before yesterday." Meng Yan said lightly.

Three days ago, the Zhuge brothers led their confidants and their families to flee to the Qiang tribe with their confidants and their families. Meng Yan did not order the pursuit, and the defeated enemy did not pursue them. The Zhuge brothers went to the Qiang tribe. It would be a big deal to live. They just sent 20,000 yuan.

Soldiers stationed in Fengyi to defend themselves. In the battle of Xichuan, more than 20,000 soldiers were damaged, and more than 100,000 surrendered attacks were attacked. The strength of Xifu reached a new level. I originally wanted to recommend Yan Lan to continue to command the troops, but unexpectedly

Yan Lan did not agree directly.

"Prince, the past is like smoke. I just want to serve my mother well now. She has suffered too much for me in this life." Although Yan Lan did not say it directly, the meaning of rejection was already very clear.

"Zhongyue, I'm not trying to force you to keep you. You can be an official if you don't want to be a soldier. The old lady has been miserable all her life. Is it easy for the people of Liangchuan? Don't you want to fight for the suffering people in the world?" Meng Yan didn't want to give up his words.

Lan's talent.

Yan Lan was shocked by Meng Yan. He thought that Meng Yan would not let him go easily, but he did not expect that his words were so direct and kept him with the world's affairs. "Prince, although I have changed my name, I still have it in the end.

Zhuge's blood, the people of Liangchuan will not believe me."

Yan Lan's entanglement and hatred still could not be forgotten. Meng Yan did not force it anymore, but just said, "Let's go in."

The group came to the gate of Qingyang Palace. The statue of Wuhou stood vividly in front of the gate of the palace. A small Taoist boy hurriedly came up and said timidly: "The master of the temple said that soldiers and soldiers are not allowed to enter."

Yan Lan raised a bitter smile on his lips and said to himself: "This Taoist Master Fuchen is really not afraid of death. When Zhuge Xingchen recommended Quan Bo to establish the country that day, the old Taoist did not like it. Now facing Meng Yan, he still has the same stubborn temper. Zhuge Xingchen was hindered by his ancestors.

I dare not have an attack, I don’t know what Meng Yan will do today?”

Meng Yan bowed and said apologetically: "This is my negligence. If you want to go in, remove your armor and remove your sword. If you don't want to go in, stay outside the palace and wait."

While talking, he took off his armor and put down the sword on his waist. After a while, Meng Yan placed the armor and sword neatly in a corner.

The little Taoist boy breathed a sigh of relief, almost scared to death. The master always did these things that he was dying. The last time the Zhuge family came to Qingyang Palace, he was away from death for a moment, and the sword named Zhuge Xingyu was lying across the street.

It's around my neck.

Today I was also curious. He wanted to see what kind of Rakshasa is this famous King Yong, but he didn't expect that he was so gentle and polite.

The followers discussed it and except for Yan Lan, who accompanied him, only An Can followed in. The rest of the people arranged defenses around Qingyang Palace under the command of An Can. It was not said that they could not be disturbed, but if they wanted to perform assassination, they might have been

Not very sexy.

As the little Taoist boy came to the Sanqing Hall, Meng Yan did not kneel down and just went to the three pillars of fragrance to show respect. A young Taoist priest turned from behind the hall and asked sternly: "Why did you enter the hall if you don't kneel down?!"

Meng Yan was stunned at first, and then smiled and said, "Master Taoist, the world and all things are free in their original minds, and there is a cause for the cause and effect."

"Do you believe in Buddhism?" The Taoist priest frowned slightly.

Meng Yan shook his head and said, "Tao follows nature, why should you be obsessed with form?"

The Taoist priest looked moved, then bowed respectfully and said, "I am obsessed with the appearance of the Tao, please don't blame me."

Meng Yan laughed and said, "The Taoist priest has the Taoist priest's truth. I have my understanding. What's the point of right or wrong?"

The Taoist priest raised his eyebrows, then laughed and said, "The little path whisk, please invite the prince to visit Qingyang Palace!"

Meng Yan heard the Taoist priest report to his house and replied, "I'm sorry, Taoist Master Wuchen."

Under the guidance of Wuchen, several people visited Qingyang Palace. It was not until the sky was getting late and Meng Yan and others were about to leave. Wuchen insisted on staying and said, "It's getting late. Today I have a great time talking to the prince. It's better to stay in the temple and drink three cups of Qing tea. Is that good?"

"Master Taoist, it's not that I don't want to do it, but that the two rivers have just experienced a change and are full of common things. Please don't blame me, the future is long." Meng Yan declined.

"Prince, can you ask if you have something to say to Xiaodao?" Fuchen held back all the way and asked this question.

Meng Yan smiled and said, "Master, don't be too careful. This king's visit today is a private matter. He has been hearing about Qingyang Palace but cannot see him, so he has bothered him with his old friends."

Wuchen couldn't touch his mind for a moment. Since Meng Yan had occupied Liangchuan and was the new owner of Liangchuan, didn't he come to Qingyang Palace to ask Qingyang Palace to come forward to confirm his absolute status in Liangchuan?

Looking at the backs of Meng Yan and others leaving, Wu Chen smiled. People like Meng Yan are rare and they are not favored for the sake of the public. Perhaps the people of both rivers are really going to stand up.

Yan Lan has always been puzzled by Meng Yan's performance in Qingyang Palace. He thought that Meng Yan brought him to Qingyang Palace to get the support of the Xichuan Daotong, but in fact, Meng Yan was indeed visiting. Seeing Meng Yan slowly wearing armor, Yan Lan no longer hesitated and bowed and said, "Prince, it is not my wish to take charge of the soldiers. Being able to contribute to the people of both rivers is also atonement."

"It is good for Zhongyue to be willing to serve the people. If I have a heart for atonement, I don't think it's necessary. Let's go back and the army will enter the city tomorrow."

On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, Meng Yan specially set a special decision on the day when the army entered Chengdu. The streets of Chengdu were very lively. The joy of these people was not pretending or forcing them, but because of a sentence from Xifu to the merchants in Chengdu, "Songshu" Singing, dancing, regardless of merchants, the loss of grain and money during the siege is paid by the Chengdu treasury."

As soon as this order was issued, everyone was happy except for Zhuo Bailing and Deng Gang's gloomy faces. When the prince was happy, the treasury would suffer. If he was not in charge of the family, he would not know that the firewood and rice were expensive.

"Duke Zhuo, today the army entered the city. Such a grand welcome ceremony should cost a lot of money, right?" Nie Huan's question was a wink.

"Shangshu Nie, what do you mean?" Zhuo Bailing didn't get angry, but Deng Gang, who was beside him, couldn't help it. As the Secretary of the Civil and Commercial Bureau, he was already sensitive to Rufu Grain. This time the prince's order really hurt him. .

"Shangshu Deng, I'm just asking, I have no other intentions." Nie Huan then realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

"If the Zhuge brothers were not anxious, the Chengdu treasury would not be enough to support the compensation for the people's merchants and the money and grain needed for the welcome ceremony. Your military consultation department's funds will be reduced by 30% next year!" Deng Gangcai didn't care whether Nie Huan was intentional or not .

This is to find fault. You can't reduce military spending by just one word. If the generals from all over the world know, they will not be able to tear them up. Nie Huan also became angry and said, "Shangshu Deng, you are taking revenge!"

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, Zhuo Bailing, as their direct superior, couldn't let go, and coughed and said, "After tomorrow's ceremony is awarded, the Shangshutai will set the expenses for next year later. It's either you say anything or

What! Shut up now!"

Seeing Zhuo Bailing speak, the two of them glared at each other and stopped talking. Nie Huan even urged the horse under his crotch to walk into the team of the Grand Governor's Office, and were still free to be with his colleagues in the army.

Just as the army was passing through the east gate, Nie Huan caught up with Yu Geng and Shi Ying who were chatting. Seeing that the two were chatting excitedly, he joined directly and said, "Two, why are you so happy to talk about?"

"Old Nie is here, and I happened to ask you. Is it true or false to say that the prince would give four military flags at tomorrow's ceremony?" Yu Geng said excitedly when he saw Nie Huan.

Nie Huan shook his head deeply and whispered: "Not four, six. The Military Affairs Office has reported to the Shangshutai and the Grand Governor's Office."

"Which six? Who is in charge of the soldiers?" Quarine asked hurriedly. For the generals leading the troops, giving military flags is more exciting than sending more money and food. Military flags represent the status of the army and the recognition of the upper class. Once there is a military flag,

It means that you need to be recorded in history, where can you not be excited?

"The only one in charge of the army is confirmed. Marshal Ye and the Censor of the Civil Affairs Office know that the Military Affairs Office can only recommend it. You two are on the list of recommendations." Nie Huan said in a low voice, then looked around and whispered to remind him in a low voice.

He said: "What can be confirmed is that there must be Shuai Qing and Shuai Jin in the military flag."

Speaking of these two men, the three of them turned to the front. It was natural that the two men were given military flags by Zhong Qingshuai, but they were dissatisfied with Jin Qian. Needless to say, Yu Geng has always had a bad relationship. Quartz is against Jin Qian.

The feeling is also average, and Quartz was not convinced in Wugang's battle.

"By the way, Lao Nie, I heard that the military and political divisions will be separated in the future, right?" Quartz asked suddenly. This matter was also particularly important to them. Before entering Chengdu, the Governor's Office was in charge of the unified jurisdiction. Now, once it is now

After the division of the family, the Governor's Office can no longer interfere in local affairs. It is okay for a general like Yu Geng, but for "fire", this is a bad signal and a limitation.

"Lao Shi, it's certain that the military and political divisions are divided. Isn't this good? Each of them performs their duties and does not bother each other." Nie Huan knew Shi Ying's concerns, but the facts were settled and he could not control him.

Meng Yan, who was marching at the front, accepted the congratulations from Chengdu people. Following Meng Yan's only open car in the parade behind Meng Yan, Su Qing in a strong armored vehicle and Gu Qingfeng in full dress. Su Qing also

OK, everyone has become accustomed to her outfit, and Gu Qingfeng has always dressed lightly, and oftentimes she is dressed as a maid. Today is the first time she appears in front of everyone in full dress.

The senior generals of the Western Prefecture all know that Gu Qingfeng is about to be the future mistress of the Western Prefecture, and they know Gu Qingfeng's beauty. However, Gu Qingfeng's simplicity is the first time that most soldiers have met. Gu Qingfeng is different from Cangshu Haoyue.

, The beauty of Cangshu Haoyue is noble. If Meng Yan is the sun in the Western Palace Army, then Cangshu Haoyue is the existence of a bright moon. Although it is gentle, it is high above; and even if Gu Qingfeng is like this in everyone's eyes

The dress is also elegant, without giving people the feeling of being unattainable, just like her name, the breeze blows on her face, and it looks like her sister next door.

"Are you tired of holding this way?" Su Qing looked at Gu Qingfeng's stiff sitting position and smiled stiffly.

Gu Qingfeng kept a smile and said, "I'm tired, I don't hold it. Are you sitting like you with a big golden sword?"

"Tsk! The prince has told the people of the city today that you are aware of your identity. Only the princess has the right to wear your headdress and clothes." Su Qing said in a silence.

"I know, but what's the point of wearing a mask?"

"The two commanders of Mingjiansi cannot both make people see clearly. Do you know how many spies there are in this crowd?"
Chapter completed!