I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

"How's Beimenyu?" Changsun Wangqing avoided the topic of Zhengzhou, and asked about Beimenyu instead.

The soldier replied: "Beigangyu is still rectifying its troops, and I'm afraid they will take advantage of our slackness before taking the initiative to attack."

Grandson Wangqing: "Keep an eye on them all the time, and report to me whenever there is a situation."

The soldier bowed and left the tent after he nodded in agreement.

The eldest grandson Wangqing didn't stay idle, he tapped on the table and said, "Let Mr. Chen come to see me."

Not long after, a thin middle-aged man in Confucian robes appeared in the tent.

He is poetic and bookish, and he looks out of place in the chill barracks.

Even in front of his eldest grandson, Wangqing, a woman, he is now weak.

It is a miracle that such a person can be an official in Xuanjia Cangyun Army.

"I've seen the great general." The Confucian scholar named Chen Yun clasped his fists in salute. It was cold at the border, but he held a folding fan in his hand, in the posture of an ancient man.

"Zhengzhou has come to Yanmen Town." Changsun Wangqing directly cut the long story short, omitting the need for long-winded explanations, and made the meaning clear.

"It's not surprising, he will always come, but what does it have to do with me?" Chen Yun seemed to understand everything, and he was not unfamiliar when he heard Zhengzhou's name.

"That poem was written by him." Changsun Wangqing said lightly.

Chen Yun was shocked by the words, as if he had been petrified.

"You mean... Man Jianghong was made by him?" Chen Yun asked in disbelief.

That poem has held a very high position in his mind ever since it came out.

The grandson Wangqing nodded.

"Then I really should see him." Chen Yun said truthfully.

Even if this word is compared with some predecessors' masterpieces, it is not inferior.

Although it cannot be said that there is no one before or after.

But it can also be called a stunning work that can affect an era.

In addition, Chen Yun has been living in the world, and he is quite tempted by Man Jianghong's chill and unfulfilled ambition.

What kind of people love what kind of poetry.

Don't look at Chen Yun's lack of power to restrain a chicken, but he is the one with the highest status in the entire Xuanjia Cangyun army.

The Imperial City Supervising Army is not as good as him.

"After you go to Yanmen Town, don't reveal your identity. If possible, I hope Zhengzhou can take the initiative to join us." Changsun Wangqing said.

Chen Yun said: "If he is really as amazing as you said, no matter how determined he is, he will always be convinced by me."

He seemed quite confident in his oral skills.

Changsun Wangqing said: "Don't be arrogant, he has entered the ninth floor of Chuanru Pagoda!"

Chen Yun laughed loudly when he heard the words: "It's just a matter of fame and reputation. I am confident that even if I have never been tested by Chuan Confucianism Pagoda, my Confucianism and Taoism attainments will far surpass Tongji! Even Zhengzhou's father is by no means as good as me!"

The eldest grandson Wangqing remained silent and said nothing.

There are some things that he needs to experience to understand.

Before going to Tokyo City in person, Changsun Wangqing didn't think Zhengzhou was anything special.

Even if his spies in Tokyo City praised Zhengzhou extremely.

The eldest grandson Wangqing still felt that he was exaggerating.

After actually seeing it, Changsun Wang suddenly realized that those praises about Zhengzhou were not only not exaggerated, but rather restrained.

I am afraid that Chen Yun will have to bear that feeling of surprise once.

"Since the general has nothing to say, I immediately set off for Yanmen Town. If he is a person who seeks fame and fame, I will kill him with a sword. If he is really talented, it may be of some use to keep him." Chen Yunzong said these things At the same time, there is also a bit of indescribable unruliness.

After Changsun Wangqing nodded, Chen Yun turned around and waved his fan to retreat.

Changsun Wangqing looked at Chen Yun's fading figure, and thought without gossip, who is stronger and who is weaker when they confront each other?

One is the lost hope of Confucianism and Taoism in the Song Dynasty, the person who can stimulate the dragon's veins.

The other person is the cornerstone of the Xuanjia Cangyuan Army. Although he is not famous, everyone in the Xuanyang Cangyuan Army calls him a saint.

These two are about the same age, if they can all enter the Xuanjia Cangyuan Army, they will surely achieve great success!

Changsun Wangqing is a realistic person, and his fantasies only last for a few breaths before stopping. Although he has not had much contact with him, he already has a general understanding of Zhengzhou's temper, which made him give up the bottom line and join the Xuanjia Cangyuan Army. Jia Cang Yuan Army is tantamount to idiot's dream, it is absolutely impossible.

Of course, the last hope for all this is Chen Yun. In the army, he is omnipotent, but I don’t know if his clever mouth, which makes the commanders of the Beimen region stunned, is easy to deal with Zhengzhou .

Chapter 100 Everyone knows the heart of Yanmen!

at the same time.

Strolling in Zhengzhou, Yanmen Town is quite boring.

The whole town has been deserted, not to mention people, not even a single animal.

Occasionally, there are pedestrians who are also in ragged clothes and are out of their minds. Most of them are disabled people who are inconvenient to take away.

Let them report on themselves, it is better to leave the pass and go to Beimengyu to die.

If he had known that Yanmen Town would become what it is now, why waste time here.

When he got tired, Zhengzhou found a wine shop that he had just moved away, and sat down to rest.

Yu Juirong didn't care if the shopkeeper would come back, he searched for several tanks of spirits, and opened all the seals, hoping to get drunk with Zhengzhou, and then venture outside the pass after he sobered up.

If you can't come back, then you have drunk the wine before you died, so you can go on the road.

Zhengzhou didn't want to waste time at first, but now that the sky is getting darker, it's really not appropriate to go out of customs while it's dark. Besides, Zhengzhou doesn't want to sleep in the wild, so Yu Jurong is still making preparations.

Most of the drinks in Xiangfu are refined fruit wines, which are fragrant but not refreshing. Today is a good opportunity, and Zhengzhou also intends to get drunk.

Yu Juan was fully prepared, and when he was about to drink, a man's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "The two of you are drinking here, it is inevitable to be lonely, why don't you add another person?"

Yu Jurong heard the sound, and immediately pulled out two short knives from his waist, ready to kill the intruder.

Zheng Zhou pressed her hand: "It's a good thing someone comes, it doesn't have to be like this."