After marrying Bai Yueguang, the little wolf dog turned into a scumbag

three years later.

A group of Xidi remnant soldiers wandered outside Jiangling City. The leader spat blood on the ground and cursed loudly: "Grandma, are the Xuanjia soldiers crazy? They are biting us like mad dogs! They won't fight!" The important place in Gyeonggi, but they crossed the river after us, we thought that the rebels and the barbarians would be killed, and we took the opportunity to plunder the south of the Yangtze River to reap the benefits, but now we have miscalculated!"

"This Xuanjia army is also evil. There is a group of cavalry wearing steel swords and heavy armor, and the horses are also pure-blooded! A month ago, they charged into the open field by the river and beat us to pieces. Our iron cavalry across the grasslands have never suffered such a disadvantage, and the two armies have lost in the confrontation on the plain!"

"Where can it come out of nowhere, it must be the foundation of the official army. How can the rebel army composed of those brave stragglers have such armaments and combat power?" The fifth prince touched the blood on his face and "hummed". "They call themselves the Rebel Army, just to avoid being restrained by the barbarians. Otherwise, the barbarians ordered them to disarm and surrender in the name of King Jin. They never obeyed? In the war in the capital, the three garrison armies were dispersed, and we also suffered It’s a big loss, I think the Xuanjia Army was the defenders of the capital at that time—it’s probably the rest of the Habayashi Guard!”

The leading general said again: "It's terrible, the northern barbarians claim to be the orthodox king of Qin, and the rebel army occupies the hearts of the people. We are the only ones inside and outside who are shouted and beaten by everyone! Otherwise, we will loot and return to Xidi as soon as possible with the beauties of gold and silver. That's all!"

"The day I rebelled, I already lost the hearts of the people in the world. I don't want to be the emperor, I just want to vent my anger! I also have the blood of the late emperor, and I am also the son of the late emperor, but I lived in the palace. It’s a life like a slave! People say that I have led troops to treason, and it is orthodox for the northern barbarians to march under the banner of King Jin?” The fifth prince sneered and said: “Jiangnan has been prosperous and prosperous since ancient times, and we have already crossed the river. Can you go back empty-handed? In front of you is Jiangling City, and there are countless golden beauties inside, let's gather the remnant soldiers first, kill them in and have a good time!"

The Di people laughed and shouted strangely when they heard the words. This group of people is brutal and savage, and they only want to have fun. Di continued to herd horses and sheep, without any long-term strategy and plan, so that wherever they went, it was like locusts crossing the border, blindly looting and destroying.The people in the capital have already suffered greatly from it, and now they have crossed the river to the south of the Yangtze River, and they are like mice falling into a rice bowl, vowing to ruin this land of fish and rice that has not received the war disaster until it looks like a mess.

Miwu Mountain is fifty miles outside Jiangling City. The Shuiyue Nunnery on the top of the mountain is the family temple of the Jiang family, and the farm below the mountain is also the ancestral property of the Jiangling Marquis Mansion.In the past year, some of the tenants often said that they saw Avalokitesvara appearing holy on Mount Miwu. The rumors said that Avalokitesvara was accompanied by a golden boy and a jade girl. The golden boy was older and the jade girl was younger. Someone painted a statue of Guanyin and hung it at home to offer incense and worship.

The rural people's painting skills are not good, and they can barely see the red mole on the center of Guanyin's eyebrows, and a pair of phoenix eyes flying up and down. Nangonghuang looked up and down the portrait with his sleeves on his sleeves, squinted a pair of fox eyes and said with a smile: "It seems that this Guanyin is quite pretty..."

"Amitabha!" The villagers said anxiously, "Why is the guest so frivolous? I have seen Guanyin appear with my own eyes. You must not take it as a joke!"

"Did you see Guanyin near the Shuiyue Temple on the top of the mountain?"

"That's right. He looks exactly like the Shuiyue Guanyin statue in the nunnery. Can there be a fake?"

Nangonghuang smiled slightly, left an ingot of silver on the table, rolled up the portrait and put it in his sleeves, turned and left the farmhouse. Seeing that he was wearing a light robe and slowly leading Shi Shiran out of the village, the servant boy hurried forward and said: "Military teacher , have you found anyone?"

"It's almost the same," he pointed to the wide sleeves, "the great cause is in my sleeves."

"That's great. I just received the pigeons. The general chased Xidi's soldiers and crossed the river. The army is only a hundred miles away from us!"

"It's just in time! I'm afraid that the general will be greedy for the strife in the capital, and won't come to the south. I'm worrying about nothing." Nangong Huang has a strategy, and often compares himself to Guan Zhongleyi. He was originally from a famous family, but his father's generation When his family was in decline, he didn't care about starting from a small official of the fifth or sixth grade after the imperial examination, and simply followed the example of the sages to hide from the world and wait for the opportunity. Putting himself under the command of the Xuanjia Army, and just about to make a difference, he got on his horse and walked all the way to the top of the mountain, as leisurely as if traveling in mountains and rivers, "I wonder if we can see Guanyin appearing, it really makes me curious."

The two of them, master and servant, walked into the Shuiyue nunnery, and saw a few deaf and dazzled old nuns sitting cross-legged in the Daxiong hall. They couldn't explain anything clearly, and they just muttered and chanted scriptures. Nangonghuang was not in a hurry, and just walked around in the nunnery. Go around and look around.He found a bamboo forest behind the nunnery, and there seemed to be a few footprints in the forest. He was overjoyed, and walked through the bamboo forest along the direction of the footprints, and he found a monastery behind the bamboo forest.

"Who are you?" A woman in Tsing Yi came out of the monastery, and when she saw Nangong Huang, she immediately reprimanded loudly: "Bold lunatic, you molested yourself without invitation, get out quickly!"

"Meeting is fate, why should the girl be angry? I have something to discuss with your master in detail, please make it easier for the girl."

"My master doesn't see any guests, please come back."

"You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime," Nangong Huang said loudly on purpose: "I have news about King Jin, doesn't it mean that your master doesn't want to know?"

The face of the woman in Tsing Yi changed, and she still said: "What does my master have to do with King Jin? Don't talk nonsense!"

"The gate of the Jiangling Marquis' Mansion is closed. I found this place after a secret investigation. I just wanted to see Princess Jin and Young Master Jiang."

He bowed to the ground and waited for a long time before he heard a voice say: "Bi Yan, please come in." Nangong Huang stepped into the abbot, the room was filled with sandalwood and the veil was drooping, and Bi Yan led him to a place. Sitting down in front of the screen, the man said again: "Mr. Nangong said that there is news about King Jin, but is it true?"

"King Jin is dead."

Nangonghuang was well versed in conversational skills, and he was shocked when he spoke. He heard a few noises behind the screen, and another female voice asked anxiously: "Is the news accurate? Who told you?"

"I have seen the princess, I don't need anyone to tell me, I guessed it."

"Why do you say that?" The female voice revealed displeasure, "If you have no proof, I will ask you out."

Nangonghuang said calmly: "Just because of all these years, Beiman has not held a grand enthronement ceremony for the King of Jin, just because the side concubine is still a side concubine, not a queen! The king of Jin has not proclaimed himself emperor until now, is it because he doesn't want to? Son The succession of the concubine is before the concubine's son. If the name is not correct, the words will not go well. How can the concubine be in a hurry? But there has been no movement on the matter of enthronement or rectification of the concubine. If things go wrong, there must be fraud! Beiman is playing the banner of King Jin Marching, but King Jin has not appeared in front of people for a long time. Years ago, the envoys of the rebel army went to Beiman to ask to see King Jin, but only saw the side concubine Ji and her son. There were rumors back then that King Jin was killed while fleeing. It's just that the barbarians don't mourn—so I guess King Jin is already dead!"

There was a long silence behind the screen, and only after a long while did someone speak: "Mr. Nangong is probably here not just to inform us of this guess?"

"Young Master Jiang is a sensible person. You have abandoned the Hou Mansion and hid here because you know that the identity of the princess and the prince is extremely dangerous, but hiding is not a long-term solution. Can it be hidden? What's more, the Emperor Daxing left an edict to pass on the throne to the King of Jin. After the death of the King of Jin, the heir to the throne should be His Royal Highness. Could it be that the concubine just watched the concubine's bastard snatch the throne from the Prince? , Be the emperor under the control of the northern barbarians?"

"I don't have that much ambition to make my son the emperor," the female voice said in a low voice, "We only want to be safe in this world, and we don't want to get involved in a life-and-death struggle for the throne."

"But you have already been involved, even if you don't fight with the prince, others will not let you go! Today, the Beiman, Xidi and various rebels are fighting together, and the Di people turned around and made a surprise attack when they saw that they had been fighting for a long time. Jiang, the confrontation between the rebels and the barbarians in the north has become a stalemate, and no one is willing to give in. Both sides think that if they capture the capital, they can be called orthodox. However, although there are many rebels, they have no leader. Call yourself emperor? The Northern Man is under the banner of King Jin. Both Xidi and the rebel army are lacking a famous signboard. If the Xidi people capture you, they can fight against the Northern Man. No matter which rebel army finds you, they can also raise the banner. Claiming to be an orthodox official army, to overwhelm others. In this world, one hair will move the whole body. How can there be any corner of peace? There are dead eggs under the nest, if you don’t preemptively strike, you will only be controlled by others, I hope the princess thinks twice. "

"Who do you belong to? Who is Mr. Nangong acting as a lobbyist for?" Another voice asked softly: "To get the help of such an eloquent and eloquent talent as Mr. Nangong, that person is really not to be underestimated. "

"Master Jiang, have you heard of the Xuanjia Army?"

"Never heard of it."

"The Xuanjia Army started with thousands of cavalry, and now there are nearly 5 soldiers under its command. They are all elite soldiers who are used to fighting. No one can beat them in the rebel army. If the princess is willing to cooperate with us, let the Xuanjia Army serve The son enters Beijing to inherit the great rule, the war can be peaceful, and the world can be settled!"

There was another silence, and Princess Jin sighed: "Sir, what you said is reasonable, but I still have doubts. Who is the name of the general of the Xuanjia Army? What is his origin? Does he really want to escort him to Beijing, or just like everyone else? Do you want to use me and Shizi as banners and puppets?"

Nangong Huang smiled and said: "The worry of the princess is clear. I can reassure the princess by just saying one thing. Our military commander is young but he is a good-looking man. The general has no family. If he is loyal to his ministers, he can achieve a long career." Isn’t marriage the best of both worlds?”

"What a madman!" Princess Jin slapped the table vigorously, "Bi Yan sees off the guests!"

"Wait a minute," another person said, "I don't know if it's the gentleman's idea, or the general's idea?"

"It was my idea. I saw a portrait of Mr. Jiang in the village at the foot of the mountain. The villagers saw Mr. Jiang near the nunnery. They were shocked and thought it was Guanyin who descended to the earth. They painted the portrait and burned incense every day. Since ancient times, beauties have been matched with heroes. Isn't this a good match from God?"

"Mr. is absurd, the appearance of the willow is unsightly..." The man paused, and then said slowly: "I have been married once, I am afraid that the general will dislike you, so please ask the general what he means." Afterwards, let’s talk again.”

Princess Jin said anxiously: "Meng Zhen, why do you..."

"Sister, Mr. Nangong is right. There are no eggs under a nest. If I only think about my personal love and honor at this time, I am not worthy to be your brother or brother Yu's little uncle." Said in one word: "If the general really has this heart, please introduce him for me. Please come and see the general."

"Young Master Jiang is so straightforward!" Nangong Huang looked at the shadow on the screen, and then thought of the portrait in her sleeve and the rumors at the foot of the mountain. In fact, the most important thing in the marriage is the identity of the younger brother of Princess Jiang Mengzhen, the eldest brother-in-law, appearance and temperament It's all secondary, but Nangong Huang couldn't hold back her curiosity, and said deliberately: "I wonder if I can invite Mr. Jiang to meet each other, and if the general asks about it, I will have an explanation."

Speaking of this, how could Jiang Mengzhen not agree?It's just that when I hear these words, there is always a feeling of picking and choosing. Jiang Mengzhen, who is so precious, wants to put it on the table like a radish and cabbage for people to choose and watch. For example, now they are the ones who are asking for help from others, and the Xuanjia Army has heavy soldiers in their hands. They are just women and children with vain names, so naturally they have to put down their airs and show their posture.

Jiang Mengzhen shook her heart, got up and walked out, Jiang Mengyou reached out to hold him, but he dodged away, Nangonghuang only heard a rustle, and a thin figure walked out slowly from behind the screen , Nangonghuang originally had a little intention of watching the show, but when she saw Jiang Mengzhen's expression at this time, she felt her heart was hovering in her throat, and she couldn't make a sound for a long time. It's no wonder that some people recognized him as Guanyin up!

Jiang Mengzhen saw that the person who came was dressed as a Confucian scholar, his face was gentle and handsome, and he was wearing a wide-sleeved robe with a Wei-Jin demeanor. Opening his eyes, he said in a low voice, "Can you see clearly, sir?"

Nangonghuang felt more and more regretful that she behaved frivolously and offended the beautiful woman, so she could only apologize repeatedly, Jiang Mengzhen said flatly: "It's okay, if that's the case, please go down the mountain, sir, we are waiting for your good news here."

Nangonghuang was sent out of the nunnery by Biyan, he rode on his horse and walked down the mountain on his own, the servant chased after him and asked him several times, but he didn't answer, only heard Nangonghuang humming a hometown tune amidst the sound of horseshoes: "Reading poetry and books, seeking to make progress, you don't want to think about hairpin skirts in your future... I dare not look at Guanyin from now on!"

As the sun sets and the moon rises, Nangong Huang and her attendants ride out of the valley on horseback. They can see countless torches stretching like stars in the sky. A large army is camped here. All the soldiers are wearing black armor and their appearance is clean. Combining the tactics of war, Nangong Huang secretly nodded in her heart.

He dismounted from his horse and went straight into the tent of the Chinese army, and smiled at the man in Xuanyi who was facing away from him: "Congratulations, general, congratulations, general, the Xuanjia army's move to the south of the Yangtze River will be a great cause. They are short-sighted people, just like the eighteen princes attacking Dong Zhuo, they will definitely be useless!"

The man turned around, with long eyebrows drawn into his temples and dark eyes, holding a spear in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "You don't have to go anywhere, Jiangling must be kept. Xidi's people step into the south of the Yangtze River, we How can you let it go?"

The author has something to say: read poetry and books, seek to make progress, you don't want to think about hairpin skirts in your future... I dare not look at Guanyin from now on! ——Huang Mei tunes Liang Zhu, with revisions

Qi Er: Do you think I want to start a career?Actually, I just want to have a daughter-in-law ==

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