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Chapter 771
Changan.

Supported by his grandson Wu Ze, Wu Qian slowly walked up to the Shulou in the north of Chang'an City.

Looking from the garrison tower, you can see that the artillery on the top of the city is covered by felt cloth, and it is still there quietly.

A few days ago, this artillery was almost about to be ignited to meet the Mongolian army.

The outside of Chang'an City is actually not empty. To the north is Longshouyuan and the former site of the Tang Palace. Although there is no city wall to protect it, it has become more and more prosperous. It is hard to imagine what it will be like when this bombardment goes out.

If Li Xia and Zhang Jue hadn't wiped out the more than [-] Expeditionary Red Army led by Liu Zheng to the north of the Weihe River, no matter what Wu Qian did, the loss of life near Chang'an was obviously inevitable.

Thinking of this, and recalling the matter of Lian Xixian's withdrawal from Guanzhong, I know that Lian Xixian is concerned about the painstaking efforts of governing this place for many years...

In short, the successive wars that took place in the summer and autumn of the third year of Xianning made Wu Qian think a lot.

Guan Long is indeed difficult to defend, and the imperial court has a reason for not wanting to take it back, so they just let them defend it.

Among them, there are the southerners who are the most determined to resist Mongolia, the northerners who have experienced the pain of bereavement and become more and more sympathetic to people's livelihood, and countless people who just want to live well.

The atmosphere formed by this group of people is different from Lin'an...

Wu Qian stood in the garrison building like this, staring at the land with his old eyes, the more he looked at it, the more reluctant he was to give up.

After a long time, a large group of chariots and horses came meandering, with wind blowing banners and banners, with the momentum of returning victorious.

Wu Qian led the officials from Chang'an to welcome them out of the city, only to see Li Xia who was riding a horse under a big banner, dressed in military uniform, with a heroic appearance.

He used to see Li Xia often, but when he saw him again today, his feelings became more and more different.

From the Battle of Qianshuiyuan, I can't help thinking of Tang Taizong and Liu Wenjing, so I can't help but think of the sentence Liu Wenjing commented when Tang Taizong was young, "He is very human, his generosity is similar to Henkel, and his martial arts is the same as Wei Zu. Less, it’s God’s will.”

Even Wu Qian has this kind of association, and this battle will definitely have a greater impact on Li Xia's prestige.

In today's troubled times, what is the world's most longing for?
Even Li Fen raised an incident and shouted "return to be the lord of the prosperous Tang Dynasty", while Wang Wentong wanted to "continue to be a minister of Xuanling". If he could, wouldn't Wu Qian want to be Fang Xuanling?

That's how the people's admiration came about...

These thoughts in Wu Qian's mind just turned around, and Li Xia got off his horse, supported him, and said with a smile: "Why does Mr. Wu come to pick him up? It's too late to mobilize everyone."

"Master Wang's triumphant return, even if he mobilizes the teachers and mobilizes the crowd, he should welcome him to boost people's hearts."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Wu."

Li Xia agreed with a smile, and walked side by side with Wu Qian, but said in a low voice: "It's not a triumph, I'm worried about the situation in Henan... Let's talk about it later, Mr. Wu, please see who is that?"

Wu Qian turned his head and looked through the crowd. When he saw Li Zengbo, he couldn't help laughing.

When old friends met, he was quite free and easy, and after a dumb smile, he waved his hands, which meant "there is no need to talk about the past".

On the contrary, Li Zengbo had complicated emotions, and he was able to restrain himself at the beginning. After seeing Wu Qian's free and easy expression, he couldn't hold back his tears...

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"I heard that you left three "Poems of Thanking the World" before your 'death', so I know that you are tired of Liu Zongshen, but I don't know if Jia Sidao is the master..."

After entering the city, Li Zengbo sat in the hall and talked about the past when he heard the news of Wu Qian's death two years ago, but the more he talked, the more angry he became.

"'Lingding seventy old man, the distance is four thousand miles. Even if it is not a miasma, there is no way to escape'. Even if you are still alive today, you can still see the fierce persecution by the traitor party at that time!"

Li Zengbo had reason to be angry.

He sent people to Xunzhou to investigate, and all the clues he got made him furious.

It is said that after Liu Zongshen took office, he killed Wu Qian more than once. First, he sent people to poison the well of the temple where Wu Qian lived, but failed. residence.

What is even more distressing is Wu Qian's "afterlife".

Wu Qian is looking forward to returning to his hometown with fallen leaves. The poem says, "the court has the most benevolent, and it may be coveted to return to the bones. The soul will return home early, and don't be a ghost from a foreign land."

However, he was relegated because he was involved in a battle for the reserve position, and he did not have the conditions to carry the coffin back to his hometown for burial before he was rehabilitated.

Therefore, what Li Zengbo found out at the time was that Wu Qian's body was buried in a remote place in Huwei Mountain, six hundred miles away from Xunzhou.

How sad and grievous is it for a generation of number one scholar and virtuous ministers to die without even a place to bury him?

"But don't be angry anymore, don't be angry anymore. You are in your sixtieth year, and you are so handsome, how can you cry like this... I am not dead, I am still alive."

"Brother Yifu, look at your life!"

Li Zengbo shook his head, becoming more and more angry.

He didn't know how to express this kind of anger for a while, so he had to read Wu Qian's "Desperate Poetry" again, only to feel crying blood every word.

"Bian horses come from the south to move the north wind, and they repeat their long-term strategies and their lonely loyalty. The jackals are violent and plot to stop them, and the phoenix flies high and their careers are in vain..."

When he read the last line, "If you want to know the heroism of a thousand years, you can do it in a night of wind and thunder", thinking that Wu Qian was almost buried in a night of thunder and lightning by a cup of poisoned wine, Li Zengbo was already angrily pounding on the table.

"Don't be angry, it's over." Wu Qian sighed, and said: "Three desperate poems, two of which I thought I was going to die, but I wrote it out of feeling, and one was to create the illusion that I was dead... Anyway It's over, don't be extreme, and don't be dissatisfied."

"Dissatisfied." Li Zengbo said: "I am indeed dissatisfied! Contact the courtiers to force Jia Sidao to stop Liu Zongshen's official... Sigh, but how extreme can it be?"

Having said that, his tone became heavy, and he finally uttered four more words——

"National affairs are the most important thing."

"Yes." Wu Qian deeply agreed, "National affairs are the most important thing."

Others may not understand that they are persecuted in such a way that they still have to accept the concept that state affairs are the most important.

However, it is precisely with this kind of mind and will that we have been able to painstakingly support this crumbling homeland for decades.

The state affairs are so important that those who do not have this kind of perseverance will not be able to bear them.

So they are Wu Qian and Li Zengbo.

After talking about personal honor, disgrace and grievances, and crying, the topic gradually turned back to business.

"I didn't expect that it would be Li Xia who rescued you, foresight."

"Shouyuan's son... people don't know what to say." Wu Qian murmured: "If the first emperor had such a son, or if King Rong had such a son, it would be a blessing for the community."

"Brother Yifu's words are too rebellious."

"Yes, the first meaning of these words is especially rebellious to today's officials. I was relegated to Xunzhou, not wronged, not wronged..."

When it comes to today's officials, Li Zengbo is also speechless.

He rubbed his forehead, thinking for a while of Li Xia's heroic posture of leading the cavalry to cut off the Mongolian army on the Qianshuiyuan battlefield, and then thinking of the absurd things he heard about the officials in Lin'an for a few days.

Not to mention the persecution Wu Qian had suffered in the court many times in his life, and compared to Li Xia's treatment this year, it would be better to say nothing.

"Ugh."

Finally a long sigh.

Afterwards, Li Zengbo said: "I can't seek rebellion."

"Sixty and eighty." Wu Qian twirled his long beard and sighed, answered the wrong question, and said, "You are three years younger than me, and you are not young anymore."

"You want me to stop worrying about the affairs behind me."

"What else?" Wu Qian asked back, patted his knees, and said casually: "There is nothing else to do."

"but……"

Wu Qian waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's right to talk about poetry when old friends meet again. Back then, you and I sang poetry together. I filled in 'Ask the Huns before they were destroyed, what happened to Tuqiu', and you filled in 'Who took the Central Plains in World War I? Ask only today's characters , Is there no Anshi', thinking back to these words between you and me...there are too many complaints."

In their two poems, one lamented that the Huns were not destroyed but they were going to live in seclusion, and the other asked whether there was Xie An in the world, and turned around and said to live in seclusion. Although the word "seclusion" is just a word, this pessimism seems to It was engraved in the bones of the civil servants of the Song Dynasty.

After all, it is all pessimistic.

"Why can't you and I be like Yue Wumu?" Drive a long car, step through the gaps in Helan Mountain. Aim to eat Hulu's meat hungry, and laugh and drink Huns' blood when thirsty! "Xiuxiu", why is it always "outside the danger bar, the boundless waves, go and return"?"

At this point, Wu Qian leaned forward and asked: "In the past, even talking about recovering was hesitant to talk, but don't you feel that you have been inspired a lot in recent years? You and I are getting old, so just cheer up, what's the point?" Can't?"

Li Zengbo was full of emotion, "Even if they want to recover", they are not dissatisfied with the imperial court.

"Brother Yifu, are you..."

"No, I always give Li Xia an order to teach him to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country. But I'm an old man, so what else can I do?"

"Being loyal to the emperor and serving the country?" Li Zengbo asked back, still feeling uneasy.

"Recently I often think of a sentence..." Wu Qian said again, "How can I say it, 'The boat is better than the king, the water is better than the common people, the water can carry the boat, and it can also capsize the boat', what do you think?"

Needless to say, Li Zengbo already understood what Wu Qian meant.

He was supposed to come to contain Li Ni's trend, but he didn't expect to have such a change in his position before he started to deal with Li Xia.

And Li Xia hadn't dealt with him at all, so he was indeed generous.

Thinking of this, another comment came to mind.

"Dadu is similar to Henkel, and Shenwu is the same as Wei Zu."

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Li Zengbo came to Chang'an not only for personal matters such as meeting old friends, but more for understanding the next situation before returning to Longxi.

In other words, as soon as Ashu was wiped out, they rushed to Chang'an for military discussions without stopping.

After entering the city and resting for a while, Li Zengbo and Wu Qian turned to the lobby of the government office, and saw that many civil and military officials had already arrived.

Li Xia didn't change out of his military uniform, and his expression was not very good.

"First summarize this year's summer defense and autumn defense..."

In a word, many generals have been brought back to the atmosphere of being invaded by the Mongolian army every year, and they are about to start defending against the Mongolian army every year.

"We fought several consecutive victories and wiped out nearly [-] Mongolian troops. However, after fighting in Nanyang, Huanghe, Tongguan, Gongchang, Yan'an, and Qianshuiyuan, our army suffered more than [-] casualties. Fifty thousand innocent people suffered..."

Li Xia was very dissatisfied with this, and he did not want to have such consumption with Mongolia.

Therefore, he first clearly stated his future strategic orientation.

"We have to fight outside and keep the enemy out of the house. This is the next stage of strategy. Please think carefully about how to do it. We will continue to discuss this tomorrow. Let's talk about the situation now... Lin Zi, tell me."

When discussing matters, Li Xia and Lin'an have completely different styles.

He summarizes and proposes goals, concise and to the point.

And his emphasis on intelligence is few people in the world.

Lin Zi had already stood up, but he seemed to be talking endlessly.

"According to the information from Shandong and Henan, Xia Gui has been repulsed by Zhang Honglue, and Li Fen is already on the verge of defeat when he is besieged in Jinan. I'm afraid the Mongolian army will be able to withdraw their hands this winter and turn around to attack Sichuan and Shaanxi..."

(End of this chapter)