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Chapter 289 Interpretation of Daoist Qinglian (4000 words in two chapters)

Drunk people are most afraid of the moment of sobering up.People who have nightmares are most afraid of waking up.

When Zhao Xun woke up from the bed, he was covered in cold sweat.

His dreams were so real that sometimes he wondered if they were dreams at all.

Why did he have this dream again and again?
Why does he always dream of this boy named Ural?

What is the connection?
Zhao Xun felt that it was still necessary for him to consult his teacher Qinglian Daoist Wu Quanyi.

If it goes on like this, he will be dazed.

Early the next morning, Zhao Xun set off for Leyouyuan.

After entering the Qinglian temple, seeing his teacher Wu Quanyi breathing and breathing, Zhao Xun put on a smile and went over to him and said in harmony, "Master, you got old so early."

Wu Quanyi opened his eyes, gave Zhao Xun a white look, and said, "Is this early? Look, it's already dawn."

Zhao Xun quickly explained the purpose of his visit: "The reason why my apprentice came to bother my teacher so early is that I was really tormented by this incident. Do you remember my strange dream? Last night, my apprentice dreamed again."

"Huh? The one about grassland sacrifices?"

"Yes."

Zhao Xun didn't dare to hold back the slightest bit, and hurriedly said: "When I fell asleep last night, I entered that dream again. The magic is that the scene that ended last time just happened to be connected. I saw that dream again. Ural, the patriarch's son, is fully substituted into his perspective this time."

"hiss."

Qinglian Daoist Wu Quanyi's expression was serious for a while, and he took a breath and said, "You mean you have completely turned into Ural? At least in the dream?"

"Yes."

Zhao Xun said firmly.

"Let the teacher take a look."

Daoist Qinglian got up and moved towards Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun quickly sat down and let Daoist Qinglian put his hand on his head.

Daoist Qinglian took a deep breath, and then entered Zhao Xun's sea of ​​consciousness.

This time, Taoist Priest Qinglian was not only able to see Chaos, he could even clearly see fragments of Zhao Xun's dreams.

He saw that the steppe tribe where Ural was located was constantly turning westward and moving forward.

The road is long, as if it has no end.

Weary camels, horses, weary herders.

Almost everyone has tiredness written all over their faces.

The final scene was fixed at Yangguan.

Daoist Qinglian froze for a moment, then retreated from Zhao Xun's sea of ​​consciousness.

"How is it, teacher, have you seen it clearly this time?"

Zhao Xun hurriedly asked.

"See clearly."

Daoist Qinglian sighed and said, "They are moving west."

"West move?"

Zhao Xun asked.

"good."

Taoist Priest Qinglian shook her head helplessly and said: "The purpose of the westward move is to make a transition, and the reason for the transition is to survive. The grassland where they are located has been barren due to the severe drought, and the cattle, sheep, and horses have nothing to eat. They will starve to death, and people will starve to death. They have no choice but to move west.”

The teacher's words made Zhao Xun fall into deep thought.If all this is true, wouldn't it prove that many tribal city-states in the Western Regions migrated from the grasslands?
Or is there a lot of prairie blood in their blood?

This seems to make sense.

"Men means that this time the northern barbarians and the Western Regions jointly attacked the Great Zhou. They have been planned for a long time. They are of the same origin, and it is normal to reach an agreement."

"good."

Daoist Qinglian nodded and said: "They are indeed of the same origin. As a teacher, I was still wondering why the two could be so synchronized at the beginning. Now it seems that everything makes sense."

Wu Quanyi smiled helplessly and said: "The last picture I saw was at Yang Pass, which means they really left the pass."

"Advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and go west to Yangguan without any old friends."

Zhao Xun blurted out almost instinctively.

Daoist Qinglian was stunned, and after a long time his lips opened and closed and he said: "What did you just say?"

"I advise you to drink a glass of wine, and there is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west."

Zhao Xun felt a little helpless, I am so talented, what should I do.

Blunting off, is there such a thing as surprising?

"Good poetry, really good poetry."

Wu Quanyi's face was full of joy, and he praised: "It's a good sentence to persuade you to drink a glass of wine. There is no old friend when you go out of Yangguan in the west. It really writes the affection of saying goodbye to friends. There is nothing more praiseworthy than friendship in the world. Woolen cloth?"

Zhao Xun thought to himself, where is this going?

"Why bamboo flute complain willow, spring is not degree Pass."

Zhao Xun wanted to show off, so he said it casually.

What the hell!

Now Qinglian Daoist Wu Quanyi was completely petrified, like a sculpture.

If he was just shocked just now, now he is looking at Zhao Xun like a monster.

A line of poetry is easy to understand by chance, and this is followed by another line, which can only show one thing, that is, the poet is really talented.

"Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows, the spring breeze does not cross the Yumen Pass. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the Yumen Pass."

He repeatedly chanted these two lines of poems read by Zhao Xun, and for a moment didn't know what to evaluate.

"Student, no wonder the head of the mountain said you are a Wenqu star descending to earth. With such a great talent, you are really a Wenqu star."

Daoist Qinglian stroked her beard, and said proudly: "I really have accepted a good apprentice as a teacher, haha, I have no regrets for my teacher who snatched an apprentice from my uncle."

What Daoist Qinglian said was true.

If he was one step too late, Yuan Tiangang's bull-nosed old Taoist priest would definitely not be satisfied with only accepting Zhao Xun as his adopted son.

Accepting Zhao Xun as a adoptive son is an unavoidable solution, it is the next best choice.

There are better choices, why didn't Yuan Tiangang choose?
But I have to say that Zhao Xun is indeed the son of luck, it is really rare that so many people are optimistic about him at the same time, and so many big shots want to accept him as a disciple at the same time.

"Tsk tsk tsk, as a teacher, I did not misunderstand the person."

Wu Quanyi admired Zhao Xun as if he were appreciating a treasure, and he always looked at Zhao Xun with goosebumps.

"Well, teacher, let's get down to business, let's talk about my dream."

Zhao Xun obviously paid more attention to that bizarre dream.

After all, this dream is related to Da Zhou's next battle.

Fighting against the barbarians in the north and the Hu tribe in the Western Regions at the same time is not an easy task.

If the two are of the same origin and are colluding, then it is really a serious problem.

"Well, what did the teacher just say?"

"Uh, you just said that the two are of the same origin."

Zhao Xun reminded.

"Yep"

Daoist Qinglian slapped his head and said: "The two are of the same origin, so they must be of the same mind. Therefore, we must separate them and not allow them to join forces. If the two sides join forces, it will be annihilation for us disaster."

the truth is such a truth
But it is not an easy thing to realize.

"Teacher, tell me, how can you stop them?"

"Well, now that the northern barbarians are approaching the city, it is impossible to stop them. Therefore, the best way to prevent the two sides from joining forces is to prevent the Hu tribe from the Western Regions from continuing to advance eastward."

Pausing for a while, Daoist Qinglian stroked his beard while pacing.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "When the bad commander Feng Hao returned to Chang'an, Shazhou and Guazhou should still be in Da Zhou's hands. This means that Yumen Pass and Yang Pass are also in our hands."

Zhao Xun nodded instinctively.

"Yes, these two checkpoints are still in our hands."

"That's it."

Wu Quanyi nodded and said: "You know that Yumen Pass and Yang Pass are collectively known as the two great passes outside the Great Wall. The biggest feature is that they are extremely easy to defend and difficult to attack. In terms of this point, I am afraid that only Jianmen Pass in central Sichuan can compare with it. .”

Gee
At first, Zhao Xun thought that Yangguan and Yumenguan were just vase decorations for customs clearance, but he didn't expect to have such important practical value.

"So, we must increase our troops to Shazhou and Guazhou!"

Daoist Qinglian said without hesitation.

"Increase troops?"

Zhao Xun was stunned.

Master, are you serious?

"Master, according to Mr. Feng, the 10,000 elite of the Anxi Army have basically survived intact. In addition, there are [-]+ troops stationed in Guazhou and Shazhou. You just said that Jianmen Pass and Yang Pass are The mighty pass in the world. Such a mighty pass is the easiest to defend and difficult to attack. How can the enemy easily conquer it? Why do we need to send troops to reinforce it?"

Qinglian Daoist Wu Quanyi shook his head and said, "It's two different things."

He paused and said, "Do you know how many people there are in the 36 countries of the Western Regions? Although each city-state has a small population, all of them are soldiers. This is the same as the barbarians in the north and the barbarians in the south. In the mind of the barbarians, as long as It is a man whether old or young must be prepared to be a warrior, as long as the tribe needs them, they must go to war without hesitation."

Wu Quanyi sighed and said: "So this time, my teacher conservatively estimated that at least 30 or 100 troops arrived at Yangguan and Yumenguan. Although Yangguan and Yumenguan are easy to defend and difficult to attack, don't forget one thing. In the last [-] years in the Western Regions The drought is severe, and even Guazhou and Shazhou have been affected. There are deserts and Gobi everywhere. Yumenguan and Yangguan are likely to be difficult to store large amounts of food and water."

Hearing this, Zhao Xun's heart sank.

"If that's the case, it's really dangerous."

Zhao Xun sighed and said, "But how do we report to the court? Even if the court really wants to reinforce Shazhou and Guazhou at this time, it won't be able to do so."

Chang'an City was under siege, even if Emperor Xianlong wanted to send troops to help, it would be impossible to achieve it.

Besides, Liangzhou is the closest to Guazhou Shazhou.

Basically all the troops in Liangzhou have already headed for Gyeonggi-do.

And the rest of the Hedong Army also went to Chang'an King Qin.

Against this background, thinking of mobilizing troops to Guazhou and Shazhou for reinforcements is a bit of a slap in the face.

Based on Zhao Xun's understanding of Emperor Xianlong, he felt that Emperor Xianlong would not make such a choice.

"The truth is this truth, but we have to fight for it."

Daoist Qinglian is of course aware of the difficulties.

But no matter how difficult it is, you have to try it.

If you don't try it, you never know if you have a chance.

They can't let themselves regret such an important matter.

"How about this, my good disciple. We, the master and the apprentice, will act separately. As a master, I will go to the Qin Tianjian to explain the situation to my little uncle, and ask him to report the situation on his behalf. As for you, go to the bad guys. Yamen, explain the situation to the bad handsome Feng Hao. I believe he should know the severity and will report to the emperor in time."

"Okay, that's the only way we can do it for now. Then thank you teacher."

After Zhao Xun left the original Qinglian temple in Leyou, he immediately returned to the villain's office without stopping.

At this moment, the yamen is gradually filled with people.

Colleagues talked and laughed happily to start a new day of work.

Zhao Xun greeted them flawlessly, and went straight to the second-floor government office where the bad guy Feng Hao was.

At the moment, the bad guy Feng Hao is drinking tea.

Seeing Zhao Xun coming, Feng Hao took a sip of his tea and said with a faint smile, "Ming Yun is here, sit down."

"Thank you, Master Feng."

In front of Feng Hao, Zhao Xun is always respectful.

There is no other reason, just because Feng Hao is his guide and brought him into the official career, it deserves his respect.

"Ming Yun came to my office so early, is there anything important?"

Feng Hao asked in a harmonious voice.

Zhao Xun quickly crossed his hands.

"To be honest, this subordinate does have something important to report to your lord."

Zhao Xun told Feng Hao about his dream and Taoist Qinglian's interpretation of the dream.

After Feng Hao heard this, his expression became serious.

"If it's really what you said, it's really critical."

Feng Hao started pacing with his hands behind his back.

When he was in the Western Regions, he felt that the 36 countries in the Western Regions had a heart of disobedience.

This is exactly the same as the prairie barbarians.

At that time, Feng Hao only thought that it was not my race, so his heart must be different.

But now it seems that there is a deeper reason!

Because the prairie barbarians and the 36 countries in the Western Regions are essentially of the same origin, it is only natural for them to do the same thing.

"Ming Yun thinks what should we do now?"

Feng Hao turned to Zhao Xun, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

"Master Feng, this subordinate feels that it should be reported to the emperor immediately, asking His Majesty to send troops to reinforce Shazhou and Guazhou."

Feng Hao smiled wryly and said: "Deploy troops, where are the soldiers now? If you insist on dispatching troops, I am afraid that only the tens of thousands of soldiers in Liangzhou will be left."

"Master Feng, it's one thing for Your Majesty to transfer troops, but it's another matter whether we can go up and go up. If we don't do anything, if Yang Pass and Yumen Pass are really conquered by the Hu tribe in the Western Regions, then we will be An eternal sinner."

Zhao Xun's words woke up Feng Hao.

Yes, whether it can mobilize enough manpower to stop the coalition forces of the Western Regions is something that the imperial court should consider.

And it is their problem not to tell the court this information in time.

"Okay, I'm going to play the Son of Heaven and ask His Majesty to send troops."

After a short pause, Feng Hao turned to Zhao Xun, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Ming Yun, you did a good job. I really didn't misjudge you. Don't worry, after I retire, I will This seat is reserved for you, and only you can take it."

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(End of this chapter)