I Xiaoxiong

Chapter 362
In the 25th year of Xuanjia, summer was scorching hot.

Nanshan is located tens of miles south of Shangjing.

Because of the pleasant scenery and the shade in summer, it has become an excellent summer resort.

Most of the nobles in Beijing built other courtyards here, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and came to live in summer when the heat was in full swing.

There is a courtyard in the middle of the mountain, Wujin courtyard, built against the mountain, with an excellent location, it was originally a royal residence, but was later given to a princess as a dowry.

There is a large open space outside the courtyard, which was converted into a martial arts arena by the owner. On both sides, there are [-] types of weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds. There are dozens of burly men in uniforms standing around. The sharp soldiers in the army.Others are Tiqi wearing embroidered clothes and Wei embroidered clothes.

But in the middle, there are two people fighting.

One of them was armed.Wearing a black military uniform, he is more than eight feet tall, with a burly and majestic figure, a resolute and stern face, and a torch-like gaze.

The other person is wearing the blue embroidered clothes of the embroidered clothes guard. It looks like an embroidered clothes guard with a strong figure.

Under the scorching sun, the man with the gun relied on the length of the gun to gain power and never let anyone go. A single spear pierced the past, and there was a continuous stream of spears.

And the man with two swords to block, facing the opposite fast gun, parried with all his strength, and his footwork was constantly changing, and the gunman did not dare to be careless with a close knife from time to time.

The onlookers shouted hello from time to time.

In a pavilion dozens of steps away, there stood a maid in green clothes, holding a young child, about three or two years old, very well-behaved, watching the contest not far away without taking her eyes off it.

Another maid in red was sitting at the side, arranging some documents on the stone table, pressing them with a paperweight before taking them out to prevent them from being disturbed by the mountain wind.

On the covered bridge of the pavilion, a woman in a white skirt was leaning on the railing and holding a tie, looking intently.

This woman is wearing a cloud bun, bright eyes and bright teeth, and there is a trace of unyielding heroism between her brows. Although her face is beautiful, she has no charm at all, only dignified and bright.

After a long while, he stood up, put the pear on the stone table, picked up a pear, and then sat back on the covered bridge, watching the contestants on the martial arts field not far away with a smile on his face.

At this time, the competition between the two is coming to an end.

The man with the knife pushed out the battle group after blocking continuously, put the knife away, and then said to the man with the gun, "Hou Ye is very skilled in martial arts, but the last general's skills are inferior to others, so I am willing to bow down."

The gun-wielding man known as "Marquis" was in his twenties, so a Marquis who was so young and capable could only be Fu Jinchuan, Marquis of Wu'an.

Throwing the spear in his hand, a personal guard reached out to catch it and placed it on the shelf, while Fu Sanlang strode forward and laughed loudly: "Well, you Hu Lanqing, you are starting to hide your clumsiness now."

"Master Hou was just joking, your marksmanship is superb, and you will definitely be invincible in the end."

The person holding the knife and fighting with him is Hu Lanqing, a thousand households of the embroidered guards. Even Mr. Huang praised the two-handed knife. The realm and experience between him and Fu Jinchuan are actually almost the same.

The competition between the two is, after all, just to learn from each other, not to fight desperately, so it is natural to hold back.

And Hu Lanqing is also very good, seeing that the fight is almost the same, she quits the battle group in time and admits defeat.

Although the fight continues, the outcome is unknown, but the opponent is Marquis Wu'an, the captain-in-law after all.Besides, Princess Chengyang is in the pavilion. If you really win the Marquis of Wu'an, what good can you gain?

Although Hou Ye is a warrior, with a frank and upright temperament and doesn't like to care about others, Hu Lanqing can't act recklessly.

The princess and Lord Hou came to live outside the city for a while, and he was ordered to protect him, and the embroidered clothes guards were usually under the control of the princess, so if he really wanted to give it a go, although he had a chance to win, it would be too ignorant.

Moreover, swords and guns have no eyes, and this Lord Hou's skill is only stronger than his own, and if he wants to win, he has to work hard.

So just stop there.

After all, is it a shame to lose to Marquis Wu'an?
Hu Lanqing didn't feel it at all.

Naturally, Fu Sanlang also knew what the other party meant. It was just a sparring session to exercise his muscles and bones, not a battle on the battlefield, and he didn't pay much attention to the outcome.

He smiled and joked with the other party, and joked with the personal guards and embroidered guards on the field, and after letting everyone go to escape the heat, he came to sit in the pavilion on the side.

The young boy by the pavilion saw Fu Jinchuan and smiled "hehehe", "Aye."

This childish boy was the eldest son of Fu Jinchuan and Zhao Yuanshu, Brother Man, who was three years old at the time.

Fu Jinchuan looked at his son and smiled, patted his little head behind him, and then came to the pavilion, where the maid hurriedly picked up the kettle and poured [-] iced mung bean soup to cool off the heat.

Fu Jinchuan drank it all down, picked up another pear and put it next to his wife, "It's really hot today, it hasn't been this hot in Beijing for several years."

Zhao Yuanshu said with a smile: "Are you bored and a little restless in Shangjing?"

Fu Jinchuan ate the pears that had been tempered with mountain spring water, and felt very cool. After hearing what his wife said, he did not refute, but said solemnly: "I don't think that the war in Shannan Road has reached its last moment, Aye. It’s time to return to Beijing in a few days, there’s no place to fight except the border towns, there’s no battle to fight here, so it’s better to stay in Shangjing.”

After returning to Beijing for several years, although Fu Jinchuan still served as Jiannan Jiedu envoy and Yizhou governor, but Jiannan Road was thousands of miles away, and in fact he could no longer control Jiannan's military and political affairs.

In the past few years, Fu Jinchuan has also been happy to be at ease, either at home to study military books and strategies and maps of various places, or to go out to the city to play shooting and hunting.

Occasionally, I would find a few big men in Beijing to have a drink, and my life was very chic.

He is not dissatisfied with this situation, and idleness is also a common practice in the court.

After all, now he is Aye British Duke Fu Maoxiu controls two military administrations, four governor's mansions with an army of 10,000+, and his second uncle Fu Maoren is also the deputy capital commander of the Guards and Infantry Division.

There are two brothers, one inside and one outside, and the Fu family's reputation is already the top among the nobles.

It would be too much for him to lead the army.

While Fu Maoxiu was away, he only brought his nephew Erlang Fu Qingchuan with him, and the rest of the Fu family's children were in Shangjing, not to mention Fu Sanlang, even a concubine like Wu Lang was not with him, so we can know that the Fu family is walking on thin ice now .

Although it is not necessary to be trembling, but also act carefully, try not to be caught by others.

After all, the tree attracts the wind.

The Shannan Road War has come to an end.

After three years, the Honglian gangsters have been besieged by the imperial army on a hill in the north of Jingzhou, and it is almost the end of the road.

But the trapped beast is still fighting, and it will take some time to solve it quickly.

Under such circumstances, the Generalissimo of the Shannan Liangdao March, the British Duke Fu Maoxiu, had already played. He hoped to return to Beijing to recuperate on the grounds of poor health, and the beginning and end of the battle ahead would be handed over to King Zhao Yuanzhang of Qi to preside over it.

As soon as the memorial arrived, Emperor Daojun Zhao Lingyuan immediately convened the prince and several prime ministers to discuss, and finally agreed to let Fu Maoxiu return to Beijing to recuperate.

Who can't see it?This is Fu Maoxiu, the old fox, giving way.

After all, after several years of hard fighting, the Red Lotus Army had already been beaten and crippled, leaving less than [-] people and surrounded by the army.

The false emperor Cheng Jun, Fang Jiao, Liu Taiqing, Xue Julin and other bandit chieftains were all surrounded. As long as there was more than a month, those red lotus rebels would starve to death.

Fu Maoxiu only needs to wait for more than a month before he can return to court as a teacher.

Going back to Beijing at this time and handing over the war to King Qi is like giving him the biggest peach in this war.

It would be understandable if Fu Maoxiu was ordered to return to Beijing, but it would be too careful to resign on his own initiative.

But the Emperor Daojun finally allowed what he played.

So this gossip spread again, that the king of Qi, Zhao Yuanzhang, first picked peaches in the south of the Yangtze River, and this time he picked peaches in the south of the mountain. It was all thanks to the Fu family and his son. I don't know if the Fu family and his son will be willing.

However, the Fu family did not show any indignation on any occasion. Fu Jinchuan, who has been left idle, has been happy in the capital for the past few years, without any complaints.As a result, some censors have no choice but to make some articles about this matter.

This can't help but make people sigh, the Fu family is really calm.

The husband and wife were talking while leaning on the railing of the pavilion. There was smoke and dust on the mountain road below, but several horses came galloping.

"Well, I'm afraid that An Sheng's life will be lost again."

(End of this chapter)