[Zuzhou] White clothes in the world

Shile, Cangluo City.

In the courtyard of a dilapidated ancient house in the north of the city, the sun shines through the layers of leaves and casts mottled shadows on the ground.Under the tree, there was a man sharpening his long sword. The sharp and ear-piercing sound pierced his eardrums, like a beast trapped in a prison, roaring angrily.

Wu Xuan was dressed in casual clothes again today, standing behind Qing Yi in fine clothes, with lowered eyebrows, like a noble son with a little book boy.

Qing Yi covered his ears, raised his brows high.He couldn't bear the sound of Gu Minglan's sharpening his sword, Zirazla's, it was not as good as the yelling outside.

"The news from Wucheng has come, and the king wants to send troops as soon as possible." Qingyi was delivering the message on behalf of Yunxuan.The carrier pigeon released by Qinglong Palace last night came back, Qingyi reluctantly got out of the warm bed, braved the rain and untied the bamboo tube as thick as an index finger from the leg of the carrier pigeon whose wings were soaked.

The ear-piercing sound of sharpening the knife stopped, and Gu Minglan scooped up a ladle of water and poured it on the blade of the sword. The sound of sharpening the sword came again, even more ear-piercing than before.

When the sound of sharpening the sword stopped, Qing Yi thought that the silent General Yu was finally going to turn his gaze to him, but Gu Minglan was sharpening his sword again.Qing Yi took a deep breath, trying to suppress the restless anger in his heart.In addition to the sound of sharpening the sword, Wu Xuan heard the sound of joints rattling for a while.Wu Xuan patted Qingyi's shoulder lightly, and the young Qinglong King had adjusted his mood.

"The sharp edge of the sword is sharpened, the general is sharpening his sword now, is he ready to send troops?" Qingyi asked intentionally.

"It's not the time yet." The silent General Yu finally said the first sentence of the day.He has sharpened his sword for two hours.Before Qingyi and Wu Xuan came, they heard the sound of swords being sharpened in the yard. The servant of the Gu family who led them into the yard said that the general was sharpening his sword an hour ago, and now they are standing here watching Gu Minglan sharpen his sword for more than an hour , Qing Yi felt that the blade of the sword was getting thinner and thinner, and if it continued to be ground, it might become as thick as a blade.

Qingyi sneered: "The Liulifang will be rebuilt in another month, and then the first arsenal in Zuzhou will provide weapons for the countries of Zuzhou. Mo Yishen should have guessed who burned the Liulifang, Shile I am afraid that it will be difficult to buy weapons from Yankong, why did General Gu say that he has to wait, General Gu has not been on the battlefield for a long time, is it because he is afraid?"

"And Beimo." Gu Minglan finally raised his head, his sword was sharpened.Gu Minglan exerted force on her wrist, and with a clang, the long sword sank an inch into the bluestone slab at Qingyi's feet, causing Qingyi to take three steps back in shock.

"General," Wu Xuan saw that Gu Minglan got up, walked in front of Gu Minglan and bowed to the ground. Shile's theocratic power was separated from the political power. He bowed to Gu Minglan and made a full courtesy, "Since Emperor Yuanshi, Beimo has lived with Zuzhou Huahuling Grassland and Jinghe for a thousand years without incident. Does the general want Beimo to be included in Shile's territory? ?”

Gu Minglan raised her eyes and asked, "Why not?"

Both Wu Xuan and Qing Yi were taken aback, but Gu Minglan's expression was indifferent, as if it was a matter of course to merge Beimo into Shile's territory.

"This..." Wu Xuan wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it after all.Thousands of years ago, Emperor Yuanshi ruled Zuzhou, and once led a hundred thousand heavenly feather army to fight the Northern Desert Sirius King in the wilderness.Yuanshi Emperor and Sirius King finally divided Zuzhou Shile and Beimo with the Huling Grassland and Jinghe as the boundary.This battle drained Shi Le's vitality. In the later period of Emperor Yuan Shi, Emperor Yuan Shi once lamented that if he hadn't made rapid progress back then, Shi Le might be even more prosperous today.Historians of later generations also believe that this war laid the root cause for Shile to disintegrate again after 500 years of unification. If Emperor Yuanshi did not fight the Sirius King rashly but recuperated, perhaps Shile would not fall apart after 500 years.

The long sword inserted into the stone slab gave off a cold light under the sunlight. Gu Minglan pressed the palm of his right hand on the hilt and looked at the two young men in front of him.The young Azure Dragon King pursed his lips, looking warily at the long sword that Gu Minglan was pressing under his palm, and the young Siming Yuan, who was dressed in civilian clothes, had a faint brow, and an imperceptible astonishment appeared on his cold face.The man with a sullen face suddenly grinned, the long sword was pulled out from the stone slab, and a dazzling light was drawn in mid-air, before returning to the scabbard.

"It sounds unbelievable." Gu Minglan tied the sword around his waist, and said indifferently, "Emperor Yuanshi recruited a hundred thousand troops to attack the northern desert two years after the unification of Zuzhou. Even Emperor Yuanshi himself said it was unbelievable, but if Without the Northern Expedition of Emperor Yuanshi, how could it have deterred Beimo? In the troubled times of Zuzhou for 500 years, Beimo Gaoqi had never stepped into the inland. That battle, as those historians said, buried the ground for the collapse of Zuzhou. The bane, but the consumption of the North Desert is nearly a thousand years."

Qingyi's loose expression froze slightly, and Wu Xuan looked straight at Gu Minglan. Regarding the Northern Expedition of Emperor Yuanshi thousands of years ago, what I heard most was that Emperor Yuanshi should not have conscripted troops for the Northern Expedition just after the unification of Zuzhou, which greatly damaged Zuzhou's vitality .They never knew that the Northern Expedition had such a severe impact on the Northern Desert.

After a long time, Wu Xuan nodded and said, "If Emperor Yuanshi had not conquered Beimo after he ruled Zuzhou, perhaps Beimo Gaoqi would be all over Zuzhou soon."

"Hehe..." Gu Minglan laughed, showing approval to Wu Xuan.He pointed to a stone table not far away, signaling Wu Xuan and Qing Yi to follow him.

Qingyi couldn't stand anymore, so he didn't speak in Gu Minglan's yard.Seeing that Gu Minglan invited him and Wu Xuan to sit in front of the stone table at this time, Qingyi walked over to the stone table first, regardless of whether he was at Gu Minglan's house.Gu Minglan and Wu Xuan followed, and the three sat down in front of the stone table. The servant made a cup of freshly made white chrysanthemum tea for each of the three, and bowed to leave.

Every autumn, the governor of Fufeng county will pay tribute to Cangluo with freshly roasted white chrysanthemum tea. It is said that when Emperor Yuanshi first came to Fufeng, he saw the white chrysanthemum blooming vigorously and liked it very much. One month later, the white chrysanthemum withered, and the streets of Fufeng were full of withered flowers and branches. Emperor Yuanshi felt sorry for the withered white chrysanthemums, picked up the petals that fell from the ground, and ordered the palace servants to collect them. The plain tea garden was established, and the people of that palace were ordered to make white chrysanthemum tea here. From then on, the name of white chrysanthemum tea in Fufeng County crowned Zuzhou.

Qingyi took a sip of white chrysanthemum tea, and smacked his lips. This year's tea was worse than last year, and it didn't suit Qingyi's appetite.Wu Xuan was not picky about the tea, so he filtered out the froth and took another sip.Gu Minglan was holding the teacup, and when Wu Xuan put down the teacup, Gu Minglan said: "You two can just return to the masters in this way."

"Won't General Yu give the lord a reason?" Although he felt that Gu Minglan's words were reasonable, Qingyi still thought that time was running out and he should put the matter of Beimo aside first.

Wu Xuan nodded, and there was a faint light in his eyes: "General Yu understands what we all understand, but..." Wu Xuan raised his eyes and looked directly at Gu Minglan, "The news from the prince is that the alliance of those old nobles in Beimo is unstoppable." If you want to stir up Beimo, you have to wait until Hanhaiwang is about to die, but now, Hanhaiwang can still gallop on the grassland."

Gu Minglan shook her head: "Not necessarily, all alliances are driven by profit, is the alliance of the old nobles really unbreakable?"

"They have no reason to turn their faces." Qing Yi slapped the stone table with his palm and said angrily.

"Yes," Gu Minglan denied again, "As long as the person supported by the son inherits the throne of King Hanhai, the alliance of the old nobles will collapse."

There was a crackling sound of the teacup falling, and the calm young man stared at Gu Minglan in disbelief. He wanted to find something in the other's eyes, but Gu Minglan just took a sip of tea, his expression as usual.

"When are we going to wait?" Wu Xuan didn't care about the tea flowing on his body. He felt his steady breathing suddenly became short. Can he become the second king of troubled times who "inherited the sky and attacked the clouds" after Emperor Yuanshi said by Da Siming?

"Soon." Gu Minglan flicked off the scabbard and said with a smile.

Mo Jingzhi held a box of pastries in his hand. The three-layer food box was filled with various snacks. Fuyu also gave these snacks a very unique and festive name - Wugu Fengdeng.Mo Jingzhi picked up a boxy purple glutinous rice cake, which was sweet and delicious, making people's index fingers twitch.A piece of glutinous rice cake was eaten by Mo Jingzhi in three mouthfuls. Mo Jingzhi felt that it was not enough, so he wanted another piece of white one.There was a sudden shaking, Mo Jingzhi couldn't hold the pastry firmly, and the white glutinous rice cake was thrown into the carriage.

"Master Hou, are you okay?" The coachman raised the curtain, poked half of his head in, and asked nervously.

Mo Jingzhi pursed his lips, regretfully picked up the glutinous rice cake made by Fuyu, and then waved to the driver: "It's okay, let's go on."

The coachman heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to retreat when he was stopped by Mo Jingzhi: "How long will it take to get to Yanjing?"

"You can already see the city wall of Yanjing County, and it will be there in a while." The driver said.Yankong Jingliehou went to Yanjing with only a coachman driving with him. Before leaving, Fuyu really disliked Mo Jingzhi's laziness, and stuffed several clothes for Mo Jingzhi in the carriage, and Mo Jingzhi took them all down and threw them away. Going back to Fuyu, she went to Yanjing wearing the black toga she usually wears in the mansion.Along the way, Mo Jingzhi seemed to be on an outing. When he saw the beautiful scenery, he would jump out of the car to enjoy it. Sometimes he would even sit in a tavern for a whole day. Those who go to the capital to meet the king, or come out to play and relax.

"So fast?" Mo Jingzhi frowned, as if he thought the coachman was going too fast.

The coachman yelled in his heart that he was wronged. The slowest time to drive from Licheng to Yanjing was three days. Mo Jingzhi left Licheng on the [-]th of last month, and now it is the fifth day of the lunar new year. To be able to see the city gate of Yanjing County, it took at least half a day to walk away from the imperial city, but the Hou Ye felt that he was still walking too fast.The coachman had no choice but to say with a bitter face: "Master Hou, you are already walking very slowly."

"I know, we walked fifteen days in three days, but it's still fast." Mo Jingzhi put the food box in his arms aside, stretched his arms, opened the curtain and jumped out of the car.

The coachman didn't understand what Mo Jingzhi was going to do, so he jumped out of the car. When he jumped out, Mo Jingzhi had disappeared.

"You go to Yanjing first, I'll delay for a while." Mo Jingzhi's voice came from a distance, before the coachman could tell where the voice came from, Mo Jingzhi's voice disappeared into the world.

The coachman sat back in the carriage helplessly, raised his whip and whipped the horse's back, and the chestnut horse started to gallop quickly towards Yanjing County.

Mo Jingzhi lightly flicked the dagger at his waist, the movement was exactly the same as that of Gu Minglan who was far away in the Cangluo: "Don't make noise, that person can keep up with us." Mo Jingzhi smiled lightly, looking at him with dark brown eyes The faint city wall in the distance.