Chapter 1 Letters from the South
Dongyuan was prosperous for fifty years, and brothers turned against each other but didn't know how to be close. They drew rivers and divided the two countries, but unexpectedly there was a world of world and world.
In the study of Ningde Palace in the Northern Kingdom, a middle-aged man and an old man were playing chess. The middle-aged man was the emperor of the Northern Kingdom, and the old man was the prime minister of the Northern Kingdom, Zhao Xun. At this time, someone reported: "Your Majesty, the envoy of the Southern Kingdom, Wu Shanling, met with him." Han Ping stood up and said, "Hurry and invite him." Soon, a tall and thin man walked in. This person was majestic and dressed generously and appropriately. It was Wu Shanling. He walked to Han Ping and worshiped the emperor. After the ceremony, the ceremony was over!
Wu Shanling said, "Your Majesty, you can notice something strange about our neighbors recently." Wu Shanling looked at Han Ping without reaction, and said, "Your Majesty, do you know what the three spirit tribes in Xuandaozhou are doing recently?"
Han Ping was stunned and said, "Does the Southern Kingdom know? I'm not hiding the ambassador, I'm worried about this matter. A few days ago, our inquisitions reported that the San Ling tribe was hoarding food and grass, gathering troops, and mass-producing siege vehicles, trenchers, ladders, etc. They were going to fight."
Wu Shanling said: "The King Jing sent me here for these reasons. Not only the Three Spirit Clans, but also the Yilan Clans. There is no doubt that they came for our human race. King Jing asked me to convey that although our fathers are unhappy, foreign enemies are invading, and we must unite against foreign enemies. After all, we are the same race and we are brothers."
After hearing this, Han Ping smiled and said, "Ambassador, I don't know how King Jing analyzes the current situation."
Wu Shanling said: "King Jing feels that the Yilan tribe and the Three Spirits will definitely reach some consensus this time, but the Yilan tribe will not act rashly. They need to wait and see. The Three Spirits send troops to attack Zixuan Pass in the North. If the Three Spirits are defeated, the Yilan tribe will stop. If the Three Spirits break the pass, the Yilan tribe will definitely send troops to surround the Dimo Pass and restrain the forces of the Southern Kingdom. If the Southern Kingdom sends troops north to support, the Yilan tribe will take the opportunity to enter the Southern Kingdom. If the Southern Kingdom does not move, the Three Spirits tribe will rush their troops to go south after they succeed. At that time, the North and South attacks. If the demons come to rescue, the Yilan tribe will stop them. They should have planned for a long time."
Han Ping and Zhao Xun looked at each other, and each admired the Southern King Han Jing's eyes. Han Ping said, "They have indeed planned for a long time. After their grandfather passed away, they had already betrayed their promise. It seems that they can only fight to the end."
Wu Shanling received: "That may not be necessary. King Jing asked me to convey it. If the northern country loses to the Three Spirits, there is no need to fight to the death. Your Majesty can bring all the people of the northern country to retreat into the southern country. The southern country has sufficient food and grass, and temporarily give up the northern country's land. King Jing is willing to give up the land for His Majesty. We will come back sooner or later."
After hearing this, Han Ping was shocked at first, then shed tears and said, "Ping accepted the feelings of Brother Wang. If that moment, Ping would not have the face to see King Jing. Your Majesty, stay in the North Country for a few days to watch the scenery of the North Country."
Wu Shanling said: "I am a messenger. When the message comes, it's time to go back and report. King Jing finally said that the southern country and the northern country are one country."
After Wu Shanling retreated, Han Ping asked Zhao Xun: "Prime Minister, what's the answer?"
The old prime minister looked at Han Ping and said, "Your Majesty, let's send someone to Yimeng Mountain to invite Chunzhen Sect."
Han Ping smiled and said, "Old Prime Minister, I think of it together. The brothers of Chunzhen Sect will definitely be able to retreat."
The old prime minister said: "Your Majesty, I don't know that there are any soldiers and wars in the church."
Han Ping said: "My four senior brothers can do it. My teacher has accepted five of us disciples in his life. My four senior brothers are all masters who have been famous for a long time. The senior brother Zheng Yunzhong Pojun, but he can kill the general in the army of ten thousand people. The second senior brother Duan Yunxing called Duanhun. Wherever he walked, no bandits could escape. The third senior brother Ke Yunxiang called Changzhi, and he is resourceful and resourceful, both civil and military. The fourth senior brother Shi Yunding called Vajra, and he can fight a hundred, and the gold and steel are not broken."
The old prime minister said, "Your Majesty, they are old, and the youngest is almost fifty."
Han Ping nodded: "Old Prime Minister, do you still remember the young man who overwhelmed the heroes at the launch ceremony of Chunzhen Sect eight years ago?"
The old prime minister said in contemplation: "You said that child, that child is cynical, obscene, and has many tricks to attack to win. This person cannot be entrusted with important tasks."
Han Ping smiled and said, "What are the methods to deal with the enemy? I think he is good. I just don't know which uncle and senior brother's disciple, come here."
"This..." the old prime minister sighed
Han Ping said: "Send someone to Yimengshan Chunzhen to invite my four senior brothers, and the boy who overwhelmed the heroes eight years ago."
As soon as the person who sent the order left, someone reported that the four masters of the Chunzhen Sect, Pojun, Chuanhun, Changzhi and Vajra were asked to see each other. When Han Ping heard this, he was overjoyed and came before he could send someone to invite him.
The four masters met Han Ping and worshiped the emperor. After the ceremony, Han Ping worshiped the four senior brothers and exchanged greetings. Han Ping asked: "Four senior brothers, how are you here? I will arrange someone to go and invite him."
Master Changzhi replied: "Your Majesty, the four of us brothers were ordered by our master and went down the mountain a month ago. Master knew that the current situation was not good for us, so he asked us to go down the mountain to find our junior brother and come to the palace to serve us."
After hearing this, Han Ping said, "Master is so thoughtful. Junior brother? Has the master accepted a new disciple?"
Duanhun said, "Don't your Majesty know the existence of your junior brother? You have seen him, just eight years ago, Xiao'er, who was overwhelmed by the master's skills in the sect, was the master's closed disciple."
Han Ping said: "No wonder, I said who can hand over such an apprentice? Hahaha, why isn't he on the mountain?"
Changzhi said: "Li Xiao, this little brat, went down the mountain eight years ago. We searched for him for half a month but didn't seek any truth. We had to mark everywhere and let him come to the palace to meet quickly."
Han Ping ordered people to prepare a banquet. Holding Po Jun's hand, a group of six people walked into the imperial kitchen;
A woman in white was walking on a rural road in the northeast of the north. She was carrying a bag. The woman had a well-proportioned figure, fair skin, big eyes, double eyelids, high nose bridge, thin lips, willow leaves, curved eyebrows, melon-shaped face. She was really a fairy descending to the earth, cute and pitiful! The woman walked to a small wine stall on the side of the road and asked softly: "Shopkeeper, how can you get to Dongning Mansion, how far is it?"
The old man from Zhidian replied: "It's fifty miles east to the capital city, which is already the territory of Dongning."
Chapter completed!