I Xiaoxiong

Chapter 82 Fu San Dare Says Zhao San Dare Believe
"You can mobilize soldiers and horses from outside towns to enter, in what name?"

Zhao Yuantan was very interested in Fu Jinchuan's suggestion, but mobilizing soldiers and horses from other towns to Beijing is not a trivial matter and requires a good reason.After all, Shangjing is the most benevolent place, a place where wind and clouds meet, and every move here will attract the attention of the world.

"Taizong's old practice is to parade and perform martial arts."

The excuse, or reason given by Fu Jinchuan, caught everyone's eyes in the Eastern Palace.

During Emperor Taizong's reign, there were three major military parades, each with more than [-] people, and the martial arts were the most prosperous in the Jin Dynasty.

Every time a military parade is made, all the armies will be brought together to the capital, but after the parade, all the armies are asked to change their garrisons, so as not to let the arrogant soldiers be lazy and link up with the place.

Now citing the old example is reasonable.

Zhao Yuantan thought about it and said: "The three military parades in Taizu's reign cost a lot, but it was also because 10 people were easily mobilized. If only a few thousand people were mobilized for a town, plus Gyeonggi and Hebei provinces, with the current situation, it can be done. Support. But this matter is of great importance, and we still need to discuss it with Aye, Li Xiang, and Feng Laogong."

Fu Jinchuan said with a smile: "During the discussion, Brother Tan, don't say it was my idea. You go and discuss it yourself. I don't have time to meddle with you."

Before everyone had time to laugh, an eunuch came here to summon and order Fu Jinchuan to go to Jinshen Jingshe Mianjun in Daming Palace.

Then Fu Jinchuan tidied up his clothes. The last time he met the emperor was three years ago. Before he took office, his father followed him to Yuxi Palace to bid farewell to the emperor.

Since returning to Shangjing, he hasn't been summoned by Emperor Daojun yet.

This is also a common thing. Today's Taoist emperor rarely summons his courtiers.Even Prince Zhao Yuantan and Prime Minister Li Fuzhi only summoned once every half a month or so.

Generally, only senior officials who want to leave the capital will have the opportunity to go to the Daming Palace to meet the Lord.

Fu Jinchuan, who was full of thoughts, followed the eunuch who led the way all the way to the Abode of Daming Palace, which is the residence where Emperor Daojun is currently practicing.

The two eunuchs went to open the door, but the two doors were slowly opened without any sound.

In the center of the hall is a huge copper censer with three legs and a cover. The lid is hollowed out according to the gossip pattern. At this time, faint cigarettes continue to flow out of the hollowed out place.

In the center of the north wall directly above the copper censer, hangs a very white framed nave, on which are written a few lines of thin gold regular script characters: "I have three virtues: compassion, frugality, and dare not be the first in the world."

The inscription on the lower left of the middle hall is "Zhao Lingyuan respectfully recorded the mantra of the Supreme Daoist Lao Tzu on the first day of the first month of the tenth year of Xuanjia". Under the inscription is a big red seal with four seal characters "Emperor Longevity" engraved on it.

A little behind the four big pillars there are four copper stoves, and in front of each copper stove stands a puppet-like eunuch. Everyone's eyes are fixed on the stove, because the stove does not burn incense. It is inch-long silver charcoal, the fiery red is green, without a trace of smoke, so it is as warm as spring.

Zhao Lingyuan, who was wearing a Taoist robe, walked out slowly.

Fu Jinchuan, who hadn't met the king for a long time, directly paid respects.

"After Chen Hexi Jiedu stayed, Marquis Wu'an, Fu Jinchuan paid a visit to His Majesty."

The middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist walked up to Fu Jinchuan himself under the surprised eyes of the eunuchs.

"Taller, stronger."

"But it's a little tanned."

Between the words, it seems that an ordinary elder treats his nephew.

Fu Jinchuan also smiled. After returning to Shangjing, both A Niang and Sizi said it was "black".

He followed Zhao Lingyuan into the abbot, and walked to the alchemy furnace, where the eunuchs had already brought chairs.

"Come on, sit down, and tell me how you captured Huihe Khan with 50 people."

"Your Majesty, at that time, Shi Cui Fangyi, the head of the governor's office, and I went to summon the four khans to go to the Ganzhou League on behalf of the general, that is, I, Aye, so I ordered Guo Daifeng to arrest the Prince Huihe first. , and then use him to swindle open the city gate, so that it will be much easier for the thirty cavalry to rush into Huihe Palace."

"It's risky to say so, what do you think?"

"At that time, the battle was imminent, and the river was at both ends. If it could not be deterred in time, we would have to be distracted to take care of it during the battle. The four combined troops also had [-] soldiers, which was not a small threat."

"Well, you are right to worry, you must first secure your home when fighting against the outside world. How did you defeat the enemy in the Battle of Baiting?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, during the battle of Baiting, he was about to say that the Shi Lie Gate was too underestimating the enemy. He attacked my small city of Baiting with [-] people with an army of [-]. Shoot at our city within the steps, but leave the cavalry behind, and my cavalry can directly face the archers on the other side when they go out of the city. After a burst of charge, the archers are defeated and the cavalry of the opponent is also coerced.

".As for the Battle of Shule, it was because of the hot weather that the attack was unprepared. The closest I was to Tuoba Chide was only a few hundred steps away. He was surrounded by a phalanx of iron guards, and it was a slope. The cavalry rushed up. Feint attack, I tried several times but failed, but at this time Qingtang people reacted, I could only lead the army back and kill back to the city gate, when I heard "Lang Jun abandons me", I turned around and saw hundreds of troops trapped In the middle of the battle, he turned around and killed the carbine again, and Xi Moming was the one who killed me when he was stabbed to death."

Fu Jinchuan narrated his experience of the two wars in Hexi. Although his level of speaking is not even comparable to that of a storyteller who has not yet become an apprentice, if he talked about this passage in the street, he might not even be able to earn money for a meal. The audience has to be blown off the stage.

But the Taoist emperor, who was wearing a Taoist robe, still listened with great interest, clapping his hands and applauding when he heard the highlights, and then asked Fu Maoxiu how he was doing recently.

"I, Ayer, am in good health, and occasionally go out of town to shoot and hunt."

Fu Jinchuan answered them one by one.

Tian Fuguo, a powerful eunuch at the side, looked in amazement in his heart.Even though he knew that the Emperor Daojun had a close relationship with the Duke of England, he had never seen the Emperor Daojun treat that young courtier so affectionately. This might be due to His Royal Highness Princess Chengyang.

Before Fu Jinchuan resigned, Zhao Lingyuan stopped him and gave him a sword.

"This sword is called 'Great Cold'. It turned out to be the sword of the emperor's brother. It is a pair with the one of Sizi. This sword is given to you now. It is my dowry for your father-in-law."

Upon hearing this, Fu Jinchuan bowed directly to the ground to thank him, and then solemnly took the long sword with both hands.It is a great honor for a general to bestow weapons.

"Thank you uncle."

Hearing Fu Jinchuan's thanks to his uncle, Zhao Lingyuan didn't think it was presumptuous at all, instead he said with a smile: "Okay, go ahead, I won't tell you anything else, you have always been a propriety, and I won't do anything during this time." I'm looking for something for you, otherwise Sizi should come to me, hahaha. Go."

"Wei Chen Retires"

Looking at Fu Jinchuan's leaving back, Zhao Lingyuan said proudly, "How did my nephew choose?"

Tian Fuguo said with a smile: "Your Majesty has discerning eyes, and he recognized Fu Hou as a young hero early in the morning."

"More than ten years ago, I went to the British government. At that time, Sanlang was only five or six years old, and he was directing dozens of servants to play with his brothers in the courtyard. Although it was a game, there was a limit to advancing and retreating. The practice formations are neat and this kid is really brave, Yuan Yang went to find trouble with Sizi, but was beaten by this kid with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he came to cry with me, hahaha, time flies so fast."

In Shangjing, there are countless people in the third class, including Li Sanlang and Liu Sanlang, but if you only say "Sanlang", you must be talking about Fu Jinchuan.

So much so that the third prince, Zhao Yuanzhang, in order to distinguish himself from Fu Sanlang, both His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Daojun Emperor used "Yuanzhang" in their mouths.

So he, Zhao Sanlang and Fu Sanlang, have always been enemies.

But since ancient times, enemies and enemies can always meet on narrow roads.

Holding the famous sword "Great Cold", Fu Jinchuan was wearing a silver python robe, a sage crown, and a black cloak. Walking in the corridor between the palace walls, he happened to meet Zhao Sanlang.

His Royal Highness Zhao Yuanzhang, the son of a noble concubine, was second only to His Highness the Crown Prince among the princes. His figure was similar to that of Fu Jinchuan, and he was also tall and majestic. He also practiced martial arts since he was a child, and was known among the princes for his knowledge of soldiers.When he was young, he threatened to be the "General King", and he was very proud except for Fu Jinchuan.

"Who am I talking about? Isn't this Lord Wu'an?"

"Yo, His Royal Highness King Qi, I'm sorry for your disrespect."

Although Fu Jinchuan said disrespect and disrespect, he didn't mean to be polite at all.

Zhao Yuantan looked at the famous sword in Fu Jinchuan's eyes, and the envy in his eyes was beyond words: "Did the emperor give you this sword?"

Fu Jinchuan smiled, does that mean otherwise?
"Humph."

Zhao Yuantan didn't want to talk to Fu Jinchuan too much, so he was about to pass by, but stopped after taking two steps, "I have something to ask you. You have fought with the people in the northern border, and you have nothing to do with the Golden Horde. I must know a lot, that"

"Don't hesitate, just say what you want to ask."

"That's what, Princess Jialuo, have you heard of it?"

Fu Jinchuan froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "This is it."

Looking at Zhao Yuanzhang's expectant expression, Fu Jinchuan didn't give a damn.

"When I was in Hexi, when I was drinking with Prince Shuhu of the Golden Tent, I heard about the daughter of the lost martyrdom. I heard that she is beautiful and fragrant. She is the most beautiful woman in the north? You are lucky!"

In fact, how does Fu Jinchuan know that Jia Luo is beautiful or not?When he was in Hexi, he only paid attention to the military situation, how could he have the time to find out if the daughter of a defeated general was beautiful?

It was just that she suddenly remembered that Princess Jia Luo, the daughter of the lost family, happened to give Zhao Yuanzhang a marriage, so she casually fooled him.The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
When Zhao Yuanzhang heard it, he immediately felt relieved. After all, the person who was referring to the marriage was a foreign woman, or the princess of the Golden Tent. Thousands of miles away, it was tantamount to a blind marriage, but now listening to what Fu Jinchuan said about the most beautiful woman in the North It sure looks the same.
But should you believe what Fu Jinchuan said, as if he doesn't tell lies. "You're not framing me, are you?"

"believe it or not."

"Ahem, thank you very much, I will treat you to a drink some other day."

Zhao Yuanzhang cupped his hands, and left refreshed.

Fu Jinchuan watched him go, and smiled. Even if the place in the northern border is a beauty, Zhao Yuanzhang can bear the living habits?

One made nonsense, and the other really believed it.

At this time, the "No. [-] Beauty" in Fu Sanlang's mouth was saying goodbye to his father, mother, and several brothers in front of the royal court in Longshan on the northern grassland.

"My Jialuo, I don't know if I will see you again in this life after thousands of miles away. Bishamon, a cruel man, why did he marry you so far away? It's like cutting your father and me with a knife."

The Prince of the Golden Tent, a man in his [-]s, was crying at this time, as if he was more sad than the defeat of Baiting City, and even more sad than Jia Luo's mother, Mrs. Ashina.

At this time, Shulu Jialuo was wearing a luxurious leather robe made of white fox fur, a felt hat decorated with bead curtains, and a small palm-sized face that looked even more charming after the snowstorm. Looking at his parents and brothers, Also tearful.

She understood that if there were no changes in the Jin Kingdom, which was thousands of miles away, it would be difficult to return to the vast northern grasslands in this life, and it would be difficult to see her parents and brothers again.

"Daughter bid farewell to my father and mother, please take care of my father and mother, my daughter is gone."

Jia Luo's tears flowed uncontrollably, like pear blossoms with rain.But she still resolutely stepped into that gorgeous carriage after giving her parents the last respect.

The words of his uncle Bishamon a few days ago rang in his ears again.

"Jia Luo, my uncle has no daughter, so you are my uncle's daughter. For the great cause of the Golden Horde and for the Shulu family, you will marry a prince of Jin, and you must hold this prince in your hands. Bear him children, and awaken his ambition"

"You have to learn from their strengths and wait for the opportunity"

"Wolves can put on sheep's clothing for hunting, but don't be discovered by herdsmen, they must learn to hide."

She is Shulu Jialuo, and the blood of the wolf flowing in her body is the same as that of her father and uncle.

The carriage moved forward slowly, Jia Luo lifted the curtain of the carriage and waved goodbye to his parents again.

Lost Liemen, who stayed where he was, was agitated, and it was very difficult for him to even wave his hand as he watched his daughter's carriage go away.

"Brother Liuzhi, you have to take good care of Jia Luo along the way."

When the carriage was caught in the procession of seeing off the bride, Shi Liemen sobbed and said to An Banbo who was in charge of sending the bride off, that is, his nephew Liu Zhige.

"Don't worry uncle, I will take good care of her along the way."

Brother Liuzhi stepped on the shepherd's back and rode on the white steed, and nodded to his uncle, feeling very sad in his heart.

Although the second uncle Shi Liemen had been fighting for power with his father Bishamon when the old Khan was alive, he was always good to his nephew.

Liu Zhige rode away, and Mrs. Ashina, the wife of Shi Liemen, had already been helped away by the maid.

Only he stayed in place and watched the sending-off team, standing there in the cold wind of the northern border, tears streaming down his beard and forming ice, as if he would not stop until the sending-off team disappeared before his eyes.

At this time, a hand was patted on the shoulder of Shi Liemen, and Shi Liemen stretched out his hand to push it away.

He didn't need to look back to know who the owner of this hand was.

When he was young, he was angry with his parents and often sat here with his back to everyone. At this time, his elder brother Bishamon patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Are you sure about your plan?"

"No."

"Would you marry my Jia Luo to Jin without any confidence?"

"I don't have a daughter. Among the daughters of all our brothers, Jia Luo is the only one who is smart enough."

The new Khan, Bishamon, stepped forward and stood side by side with his brother, looking at the long procession of seeing off his relatives and continued.

"We are the blood of the wolf."

"Karo too."

(End of this chapter)