Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Lu Zhaolin sat aside and saw the attitude of the two princesses towards Lu Guangping. On the contrary, he was ignored invisibly, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange. Although his official career was bumpy, he grew up as a young man and traveled around the world, even as a prince and general. Prime Ministers, dignitaries, and dignitaries are all treated with courtesy and treated as honored guests. Not to mention their appearance, they definitely do not lose face. And this Lu Guangping is a famous weirdo even among the Fanyang Lu family. Although he is a descendant of the noble family, He stayed in the countryside all year round, not socializing, not reciting poems and writing poems, and not joining the army. He was obviously good at martial arts, but he didn't show it in front of others. In his own eyes, he was just an ordinary farmer with a mean tongue, but he didn't want to bear the responsibilities. Such amazing martial arts.

"So you are so capable!" Li Suwen said with a smile: "Why didn't you show it out earlier for us to see?"

"What kind of skill is this?" Lu Guangping patted his belly: "I just ate His Highness's wine and meat, and had no money to pay the bill, so I had to do a few tricks to pay off the bill!"

"You are lying again. Our sisters are not young children in the deep palace!" Li Suwen said with a smile: "Before returning to Chang'an, my sister and I had seen many good men in the Japanese country who were good at drawing bows and spears, like you. I’ve never seen anyone with such skill!”

"What your Highness saw were just barbarians from Haidong. Although there are one or two warriors, how can they be compared with our brave warriors from Yan and Zhao!" Lu Guangping said proudly.

"Really?" Li Suwen looked at Lu Guangping suspiciously: "But I heard that people from Guandong are good at literature and art, but they are not good at martial arts. They are not as brave as the athletes from Kansai!"

"Your Highness!" When Lu Zhaolin heard this, he secretly exclaimed, and quickly responded: "There are hundreds of prefectures and counties in Guandong with a household registration of millions. There are people who are good at literature and art, such as me, and naturally there are also people who are good at martial arts, such as ten Erlang, how can we generalize?" As he spoke, he grabbed Lu Guangping's arm with his right hand, fearing that the other party would say something offensive in front of the two Li family princesses and cause a big disaster.

"That's true!" Li Suwen didn't pay attention to the little tricks of the two people below, and had no topic to continue talking about. After chatting a few more words, Li Xiayu asked his men to take out two famous assassins and gave them to Lu Zhaolin and Lu Guangping respectively. People, just do it.

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"I must have thought that those two princesses came to Chang'an to ask for an official like you, so they gave me this thing!" Lu Guangping played with the thorn twice and threw it to Lu Zhaolin.

"Twelve Master, your two highnesses have good intentions, so why do you do this?" Lu Zhaolin said with a bitter smile: "Could it be that when you visit someone else's house and the master gives you a famous assassination, do you do the same?"

"It depends on who you are!" Lu Guangping said with a smile: "If you look down on others and look down on others, I will naturally not come back. What's the use of getting a famous assassination?"

"Isn't it normal for someone to be the emperor's sister, the son of a dragon or a phoenix?" Lu Zhaolin said, "Do you still want someone to sit at the same table with you?"

"So what about the Emperor's family? I am the Emperor for one life, but not for the rest of my life!" Lu Guangping snorted coldly: "I just can't stand you guys being like this, always being arrogant. Didn't you hear what the little one said just now? People from Guandong are good at literature and art, but they are not good at martial arts. They clearly look down on me and other people from Guandong!"

"Actually, I'm not wrong!" Lu Zhaolin said with a wry smile: "When a prime minister comes out of Kanto, a general comes out of Kansai. You must have heard this sentence, right?"

"This is Western nonsense!" Lu Guangping snorted coldly: "It's true that Guanxi is not good at literary things, but Guandong is good at both civil and military affairs, just like you and me. It's just that the Gao family's father and son are dissolute and immoral, so that We, Hebei, were destroyed by the Yuwen clan, otherwise how could we have said this? We and other Hebei scholars would not have wanted to come to Chang'an to live under someone else's roof!"

After hearing this, Lu Zhaolin couldn't help but sigh: "What you said makes some sense, but Guandong has lost to Guanxi more than once: when Yang Jian usurped the Yuwen clan's kingdom, Wei Xiaokuan defeated Yuchi Jiong and Sui Dynasty in the late Xia Dynasty in Yecheng. The same was true when the king was defeated by Emperor Taizong in Hulao. With such fate, how can it be resisted by human power?"

Lu Guangping sneered and said: "It has been more than a hundred years since Yuwen Heita established his army in Kansai. According to me, the destiny should have moved eastward!"

"Haha!" Lu Zhaolin laughed: "Even saints may not dare to say they know the destiny. How can you dare to talk about the destiny? You should do more things, right? Otherwise, it will only harm your family!"

"Destiny matters, in the final analysis, are nothing more than human hearts! Nowadays, Chang'an is becoming more and more luxurious, and the land of Guanxi is thin, so it can only demand more and more from Guandong, and transfer it to Guanzhong to supply the needs. If this continues, it won't take long for the people on both sides of the canal to Then you will be exhausted, how can it last long?"

"You twelve men, do you want to die?" Lu Zhaolin's expression changed drastically. He looked back and saw that Acton was four or five steps behind. He didn't seem to be paying attention to the conversation between the two of them. He shouted: "How can such a thing be allowed? Are you talking nonsense? If others hear it, it will be a disaster for the whole family!"

"Are you afraid of that guy?" Lu Guangping said with a smile: "A Donghai barbarian, you and I use the local accent, how can he understand it!"

"You can't talk nonsense, this is Chang'an, not your manor!" Lu Zhaolin whispered: "If I had known what you said, I wouldn't have brought you to Chang'an even if I killed you!"

Lu Guangping knew that he was in the wrong, so he smiled and said nothing. He just looked at the scenery by the river. Lu Zhaolin looked along and saw a small boat leaning sideways at Hejin Ferry not far away. There was an old man at the stern of the boat, who was struggling to light a fire. , maybe because the firewood was wet, there was only smoke but no fire at the stove, which made the old man burst into tears and looked very embarrassed.The bulging mountains on the other side of the river are like dragons and crouching tigers. The shadows of the mountains are reflected in the river, and the yin and yang are unpredictable.There was a wisp of flute sound in the distance, intermittent, and an unconscious sadness came from it.

"The yellow birds that fly together gather in the mulberry trees, and the flies that fly around each other stop in the vassals and stop in the thorns." Lu Zhaolin suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling emotional again?" Lu Guangping asked.

"Nothing?" Lu Zhaolin wiped away the tears on his cheeks: "It's getting late, let's go back to the inn!"

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Wang Wenzuo's house.

"Mr. Lu has returned to Chang'an, and he is accompanied by more than 40 people, all outstanding nobles from Hebei, who came to participate in this scientific expedition!" Sanqiu whispered: "Master, do you want to host a banquet for me? "

"Forget it!" Wang Wenzuo hesitated for a moment: "This matter is already very taboo, and doing this again will only make it more difficult for others!" "Yes!" Sancho hesitated for a moment: "But Acton I took Mr. Lu around Chang'an City, watched polo, and happened to meet the two eldest princesses and pay homage to their highnesses!"

"That's good!" Wang Wenzuo put down the quill in his hand: "Acdon and Lu Zhaolin are old acquaintances, and it was a good idea to introduce them to your two highnesses through this relationship, but I thought about it and came forward!"

"Master, I don't understand! Everyone knows the relationship between Acton and the other two highnesses and you. What's the difference between them coming forward and you coming forward?"

"Hahaha!" Wang Wenzuo showed a wry smile: "My identity is different from the past. In the past, I was just myself in everything I did. Now my words and deeds are no longer just me, and involve too many things, so On the contrary, I can’t come forward on my own. Just take this letter from Master Shen and read it!”

"Is there a letter from Mr. Shen? Is there something going on at the Xiongjin Governor's Mansion?" Sanqiu received the letter in surprise. After reading a few lines, he said in shock: "The matter has reached such a point that the thieves have been able to lay siege to the new city?"

"Read the letter!"

"Oh!" Sancho suppressed his surprise. Although he was in Chang'an, his wife, children, land and property were all in the Baekje Kingdom. As a former important town in Goguryeo, the fact that Xincheng was besieged only meant that the strength of the rebels had grown. It is no longer a small fight, but an existence that is enough to pose a threat to Datang's rule in the entire Liaodong and even Northeast Asia.

"There are Khitans and Xi people among the rebels!" Sancho said after reading the letter: "But aren't the Khitans and Xi people our subjects of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Haha!" Wang Wenzuo laughed twice: "To put it this way, the Silla people are also a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty. The King of Silla also has the title of Governor of Jilin Prefecture! Do you think the Silla people are in this war? Friend or foe?"

"Damn Silla people!" Sancho cursed bitterly: "They are all behind this!"

"There are indeed people from Silla here who are causing trouble! But in the final analysis, the power of the Tang Dynasty in Haidong is too weak!" Wang Wenzuo sighed: "Going deeper, the power of Youzhou in Hebei is too weak. No matter how you ridicule, Khitan people and Mohe people are all the same. They obey the strong. This is the only rule in that land. If you are strong enough, they will obey you honestly, but once you are weak, they will have other ideas. Think about it. After all, if you are weak, you will not be able to maintain order. If they don't find a way to do something, then the only thing waiting for them is destruction."

"Master, you are right!" Sanqiu nodded: "That's how we are there, we will only obey the strong. It's a pity that you are not in Sixian City. If you could be there, the Khitans, Xi people, Mohe people, The people of Silla will be honest, when can we go back!"

Wang Wenzuo sighed. Although there was no word in Shen Faseng's letter begging Wang Wenzuo to go back, there was expectation between the lines.Northeast Asia at that time was somewhat like the land of China in the Spring and Autumn Period: rituals and music collapsed, cities were fought for, and the city was filled with people, and land was fought for, and the fields were filled with people. After the Tang Empire destroyed Goguryeo's hegemony in Northeast Asia, it did not Although the corresponding order could be established, on the contrary, due to the pressure from the Tibetans on the western front, most of the troops had to be withdrawn from the eastern front, thus forming a huge power vacuum in Northeast Asia.

As a result, the various ethnic groups and forces living in the local area immediately felt the vacuum. They raised armies one after another in an attempt to fill the vacuum with their own strength and become the successors of Goguryeo, such as the Silla people, the Mohe people, and the Goguryeo people. The survivors are one of the representatives. In fact, Wang Wenzuo, who has integrated the power of Baekje and Japan, is also a participant in this competition. He may still be the most powerful contender, but Wang Wenzuo himself changed everything in Chang'an.Shen Fenseng, He Bayong, Yuan Aoli, and Fujiwara Bubi do not have enough prestige to integrate all the forces and participate in this battle for hegemony. Therefore, the letter written by Shen Fenseng was not written by him alone, but on behalf of all others. Human temptation - the opportunity has come, when will you come back and take us to do it!

Of course Wang Wenzuo could see the inside story, and he also knew that this kind of opportunity was very rare.What is happening in Northeast Asia has thrown everyone: farmers, herdsmen, businessmen, princes and nobles into the whirlpool of war. No one can survive alone. War destroys everything without discrimination, and everyone is in great pain. If anyone can quell this war, bring peace and order back to this land, and save the people from the war, then he can become a king supported by everyone and the founder and pioneer of a new country. Famous Qingshi.

But the problem now is that Wang Wenzuo's official position is too high. He has become a very key part of the existing political machine of the Tang Empire. If he leaves Chang'an and goes to Haidong, the political balance in Chang'an City will be immediately broken. , something happened that he didn't want to see, and even led to the outbreak of civil war in the empire, and even destruction. This was what Wang Wenzuo didn't want to see.

This dilemma made Wang Wenzong feel that his hands were being pulled forcefully to both sides. No matter which hand he let go, the entire house would collapse and his head would be smashed.

"Master, you don't want to leave Chang'an?" Sanqiu asked in a low voice.

"It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't leave Chang'an!" Wang Wenzuo sighed: "Just like you, do you want to go back to Si Xian?"

"I want to!" Sancho replied very decisively: "But I can't leave, I must stay by your side and serve you!"

"Me too, I also want to go back and be with Shen Faseng, He Bayong and the others, but His Majesty treats me with kindness, so I must stay in Chang'an and serve him! If I just abandon him like this, how will I be any different from an animal? "

"I understand!" Sancho nodded: "Then how do you reply to Mr. Shen?"

"We can only let him prepare his troops for war, and the Japanese country must also be careful. If I were Jin Famin, I would definitely not let the Japanese country be so peaceful!"

"Yeah!" Sancho nodded: "Then when can we go back?"

"In another two or three years!" Wang Wenzuo replied in an uncertain tone: "When your Majesty is older, has a prince, and the world is stable, I can then resign from your majesty and return to the Eastern Kingdom. . Hey, I really miss the yellow croaker over there in Sixian City!"

"Well, when we get back, I will hold your horse for you and we will go hunting together and have fun. That day will be much better than fighting in Chang'an City all day long!"

"Yeah, it's better to go back, it's better to go back!" Wang Wenzuo sighed. He picked up the bronze mirror on the side and looked at his temples: "In Chang'an City, time really makes people grow old!"

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