The news of Emperor Ling's death not only made Baili Ji secretly happy, but also thought about whether to rush his troops south again. Now the central government of Nan Zhao is stagnant and the situation in the court is unstable. In addition, Zhao Qingyan, the biggest stumbling block, is about to die in Xiliang, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Duke, after you catch Zhao Qingyan, will you take this opportunity to rush your troops south?"

"Before attacking Jingbei, Luoyang and Wuguan suffered a lot of losses. Your Highness wants to go to the Wuzhou line, right?"

Baili Ji smiled and said, "The Duke of the State is indeed as wise as a torch. Nan Zhao is now maintained by Zhao Jing and Xiao Guang. You don't need to guess that you are in a state of turmoil. If we attack Qinzhou from Wuzhou, then the Qinling line will be all over Xiliang. You can attack and retreat or defend, and you can swallow the country of Tianfu anytime and anywhere."

"Your Highness's idea is bold and exquisite, but this plan is based on the premise of catching Zhao Qingyan. If he is not blocked and fled back to Nan Zhao, the enemy and our country may be in a stalemate on the Qinling Mountains, which is really unfavorable to our country. Your Highness understands what I mean?"

The other party's words made Bailiji fall into deep thought, and it didn't take long to figure out the pros and cons.

"It seems that I have been blinded by these good news recently. Fortunately, the Duke of the State reminded me, otherwise I would be very likely to be hot and deployed first."

"My words are just a simple truth. Your Highness has simply ignored this issue in the past few days." Baili Qing sighed a little, "If we are stalemate with Nan Zhao, we will lose each other, then the most profitable one will be Beiyan."

Thinking of the rise of the national strength of Beiyan under Li Yang's reform, and now it is better to form an alliance with Nan Zhao on the surface. If the two countries really fight, not to mention whether Beiyan will send troops to Xiliang to echo, even if they refuse to send troops across the river to watch the fire, they will be happy that the two countries will fight to the death as they rise and fall.

Bailiji sighed and said, "The Duke of the State means that either he will not take action. Once he takes action, he will attack Huanglong. At the very least, he must ensure that he will conquer Qinzhou, so that Beiyan has no time to arrange it. As long as he captures Qinzhou, we will be considered a victory."

"What Your Highness said is that I believe that no one can give it to Xiliang in China. It is not that the lieutenant generals cannot compare to Nan Zhao, but that our Xiliang is a country on horseback and is the best in plain combat. But since the founding of the country, we have never crossed the Qinling Mountains to fight, and everything is unknown."

"Well, let's catch Zhao Qingyan first."

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Jinling, a remote courtyard in Taichu Palace.

Su Ju sat on the bed with a big thorn and sat with a small wine. Her round face looked like a big ripe apple, and she knew she had drunk a lot of wine. The person sitting opposite the small table on the bed was nothing but Zhao Jing, the King of Wu.

Zhao Jing had already come to rescue Su Ju a few days ago, but the other party had no intention of leaving. At first, he thought he was willing to go out to the temple to be the imperial tutor with his father's previous suggestion, but Su Ju has not walked out of this place until now, and she ate and drank all day long and didn't know what to plan.

"Mr. Su...Mr. Su, is this wine enough? If I haven't had enough fun, I will ask someone to take it."

"Come on, take a sip."

Zhao Jing was really flattered when he took the wine glass nervously, because Su Ju was famous in Nan Zhao and even the world, and was a teacher of good brothers. These two points alone were enough for Zhao Jing to treat him with courtesy. However, since he learned about the dirty things his father had done over the years, Zhao Jing really had no face to talk to Su Ju. As for coming here many times, he just wanted to get the other party back to Yuetang Academy.

"In Su's eyes, there have never been any kings, princes, generals, ministers, peddlers and pawns. There are only two types of people. Do you know which two?"

"I don't know."

"Satisfied people and overestimate themselves." Su Ji's tone was very free and easy, "For a small example, even the most ordinary farmer, as long as he clearly understands his own definition, he will live a very comfortable life. Even with ambitions and ideals, it will not exceed his cognition. No matter how ambitious he is, how can he think he can grow three heads and six arms and turn the world upside down?"

"In other words, your King of Wu is the emperor, and he is extremely noble. All the rare treasures in the world are at your fingertips. But if you want to live forever in the world forever, you are overestimating yourself. This person is the most rare thing about contentment. If you make a fortune, you want to make two. The widow next door pulled a foot of flower cloth and became a celebrity in the village. Then I will pull one and a half feet. If the person is not in a good mood, he will swallow the elephant, and in the end he will be full of belly."

With Zhao Jing's talent, Su Ju, as the close friend of Zhao Xuance and his wife and Zhao Qingyan's mentor, had a deep relationship with the Wang family side by side.

"Mr. Su said very well. I also know my father's actions and the world is angry and resentful. It would be fine if it was targeted by others. But Qingyan is my good brother. The so-called father's debts and sons are paid. If the husband is indignant, he will only exclaim his anger for the younger generation. It is all right to kill or cut off the emperor."

"Your Highness is so serious. Su is just a slander. How can you disrespect you? I believe you will be the new emperor of Nan Zhao." Su Ju's words made Zhao Jing even more ashamed.

"When Luoxi Lake was in a battle, you fought side by side with Qingyan regardless of your personal safety, and never took a step back. I don't know how much better than your father based on this alone." Su Ji gently placed the wine glass on the table, "Using copper as a mirror can correct your clothes; using ancient as a mirror can tell the rise and fall; using people as a mirror can tell the gains and losses. You know this truth, but Emperor Ling doesn't."

Zhao Jing sighed slightly, "No matter what his father did, it is my father. If Qingyan had the fate to return to Jinling, I would definitely give all of it to compensate him."

"That's a bit inferior, right? You have been brothers with Qingyan for so long, don't you know what his temperament is? If he values ​​the so-called high-ranking officials, high-paying, gold, silver and treasures, you probably won't be brothers to him, even if he saved your life."

This sentence refers to Zhao Jing's heart. The most important thing about being able to form such a deep friendship with Qingyan is not the grace of saving lives, but the true nature of trust without reservation.

"You drink with you in the golden cup, and the blades will not be spared. If Su could control it, Qingyan would never let him return to Jinling. He had suffered too much suffering and hurt. As a teacher, I really don't want to see his disappointed expression. I believe you have expected that Qingyan would have seen most of the conspiracies after the Battle of Shirenshan. You can definitely imagine his expression at this time."

"I feel good in my heart. During this period, whenever I close my eyes, I always see the days when we were traveling around the world. I think of his sincere eyes and joking tone. If I really have the chance to start over, I would rather be born in an ordinary farmer's home." Zhao Jing said this and raised the wine jar and drank it loudly. A jar of wine was bottoming out. Zhao Jing looked in front of him and found that Su Ju had leaned against the window and snored.

While feeling bitter in his heart, Zhao Jing gently put on his boots and walked out.

"King of Wu, if Qingyan is dead and is willing to assist you and guard Nanzhao Jiangshan, Su agreed to enter the temple. Otherwise, Su would die of drunkenness in Taichu Palace and become a lonely ghost."

Zhao Jing turned around and bowed deeply, with tears of walking in his eyes, "The mountains are vast, the rivers are vast, the wind is high, the mountains are high, the rivers are long. The younger generation knows that Mr. Su does not remember the revenge of the old prince and his wife for Qingyan. Don't worry, even for the sake of brotherhood, I will do my best to find Qingyan and let him return to his roots."

"Go, don't forget to send more wine."

--------------------(I'm a dividing line)

That night, two figures quickly shuttled through the patrol soldiers in a small alley in Hukou City, Hezhou.

"Are you sure you're in this alley?"

"Don't worry, I've been a disciple in Qingzhu Gang for more than ten years. I'm just trying to find them."

The two looked at the mansion not far away from the shadows. Although the scale was not large, it was still a bit grand. Two lanterns outside the Zhuhong gate were flying in the wind. After Qingyan observed for a long time, he slowly led Shangguan Feiyan over.

After knocking on the door three times and four times, a questioning sound came from inside.

"Where are you going to come from?"

"I can't afford to call the man, I'll have a meal in the south."

"Are you passing by or waiting?"

"I want to see your shopkeeper."

After a few cuts, the door opened a gap. A man in black poked his head out and took a look. After seeing that there was nothing unusual on both sides of the alley, he nodded to Qingyan.

"Qingyan, what you said just now was the lingo of the Qingzhu Gang?" Shangguan Feiyan asked in a low voice.

"Yes, it's the zartorial of the Qingzhu Gang. Because there are too many gangs, it is impossible for everyone to be a disciple from all over the world. Only by speaking these contact words can you enter the Qingzhu Gang territory in the middle of the night."

The mansion occupied a lot of land. After many twists and turns, we came to the main hall. The hall was brightly lit and the two rows of seats were filled with people, all looking at the uninvited guests.

"The sky is hanging in the northwest, and the crows fall into the phoenix group. I am determined to worship Allah. I don't know which one is the king and who is the minister?" Qing Yan bowed his hand and spoke first.

"The king is the king and the minister is the minister. I don't know if the black clouds are the green clouds?" The man sitting in the head said in a deep voice.

"The green clouds float above the head, and the wandering around the world will be free and easy."

Seeing Qingyan's answer calm and uneven, the head man stood up and bowed, "I am the king of Kandu Tongshu, I don't know the name of the young master and this girl."

"I'm in the next surname, Lu, and next to me is the sister named Xiaofa. I've met the Lord of the Hall." Qingyan gave a name casually.

"I wonder what it is important for Mr. Lu to come to Tongshu Hall?"
Chapter completed!