Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 77 Brothers meet again

Monk Benxiang chanted the Buddha's name again and didn't say much. Many things do not require further words.

Talking too much will have the opposite effect.

Standing in front of the gate of Yuxu Temple, Murong Ji looked at Dao Baifeng who was riding on a horse, her buttocks and back exposed because she was stepping on the stirrups.

She unintentionally showed off her outstanding figure and raised her eyebrows. She had to admit that Duan Zhengchun was really lucky.

Just at this moment, Dao Baifeng suddenly turned around and looked back at Murong Ji. The two looked at each other and quickly understood each other's meaning.

In a short time, the deal was done.

Turning his eyes away again, Murong Ji saw Duan Yanqing hiding in the corner.

Duan Yanqing was a completely different person at this time. Originally, he was lifeless and didn't care about anything. Playing with human nature was probably his greatest pleasure.

It’s different now. He has descendants, and his eyes are full of light.

Turning around, he saw Murong Ji looking at him and disappeared into the corner.

Murong Ji stayed there for two days, left Yuxu Temple, and met Duan Yanqing on a hill not far away.

"Duan Yu has been brought to the Song Dynasty by the Tubo Imperial Master. It seems he is going to Gusu. You..."

Murong Ji waved his hand, signaling him to stop talking, "Don't worry, Duan Yu's life is not in danger at this moment. If he can't get the Six Meridians Divine Sword, Jiumozhi won't kill him."

"What if..."

"You are too concerned. Duan Yu is not stupid. He can protect himself when his life is in danger. The Bei Ming Divine Art is much better than Ding Chunqiu's crappy trick. Don't worry."

Murong Ji's face darkened, "If we have time, we can still stop them in Gusu."

Duan Yanqing thought about it, finally nodded, and walked towards Xixia with his crutches.

A few days later, Murong Ji stood on the top of a mountain in the Hengshan Mountains.

This is the Western Xia’s defense line, one of the most important defense lines of the Western Xia against the Song Dynasty.

Starting from Shenmu City, Yulin City, Hengshan City, Jingbian City, and Baiyushan Military Camp, the defense line was built relying on mountains, rivers, etc.

It was almost a nightmare for the military generals of the Song Dynasty. Emperor Shenzong spent his entire life and finally wore off the tough bone of Western Xia.

Unfortunately, he did not have the iron-blooded hand of Emperor Wu of Han and Emperor Taizong of Tang. His reforms were not thorough and decisive enough, causing chaos throughout the Song Dynasty and party strife.

Even though Wang Anshi and Sima Guang tried their best to control and suppress, they were unable to resolve the increasingly fierce party struggles and alleviate the decline of national strength.

They occupied the key defensive positions of Western Xia, suffered successive defeats, and were unable to continue the conquest.

He eventually died of depression.

Was Emperor Shenzong's strategy correct? Yes, at that time, the emperor and his ministers of the Song Dynasty were fighting among themselves, and none of them were stupid.

How could a loser do such tricks under the noses of two big bosses, Wang Anshi and Sima Guang?
Given the current situation of the Song Dynasty, if it wants to launch a northern expedition, it must first conquer Western Xia.

Even if the Emperor Qin Shi Huang and Emperor Wu of Han came, they would have to do so. With Xixia blocking the way, the Mongolian horses could not pass.

Without horses and famous generals (the Song Dynasty had no famous generals at that time, such as Han Yu and Yue Fei), if they wanted to march north, they could just forget about it.

Murong Ji felt helpless. He could feel a deep sense of powerlessness, as if the destiny of the Song Dynasty was no longer with him.

He felt somewhat sad about the decision of Empress Dowager Gao to "negotiate peace and return the land". Now it seems that Sima Guang might be right. Why? Because the Song Dynasty could not be defended.

After looking at the direction of the Hengshan mountain range, Murong Ji realized that if he couldn't completely cut off the Hengshan defense line, it would be only a matter of time before Xixia took it back.

Murong Ji has nothing much to say about this emperor. Compared with the previous emperors who were no match for him, and compared with the later emperors, except for Emperor Zhezong, this emperor deserves to be called a "heroic ruler" in the Song Dynasty.

At least, they dare to think and act. Look at Song Huizong, what kind of a person he is. After he goes down, he will probably be thrown into the oil pan by Zhao Kuangyin himself. Murong Ji came back to his senses and looked at the Xixia army at the foot of the mountain with his eyelids drooping.

"Li Yanzong actually agreed to send troops?!"

Duan Yanqing's voice brought Murong Ji back to his senses. He turned around and looked. At this time, he narrowed his eyes slightly and was thinking.

Murong Ji exhaled a breath, looked at the army at the foot of the mountain, frowned, and carefully searched for Murong Fu's figure.

"Murong Fu is not here anymore."

Duan Yanqing nodded, "That means it is in Yinchuan."

Murong Ji was suddenly startled. He thought of something. Li Yanzong, does this person exist? However, judging from Duan Yanqing's reaction, Xixia should have such a powerful person.

However, he remembered that Murong Fu pretended to be Li Yanzong.

"Do you think it is possible that there is someone else who controls this army?"

Duan Yanqing was stunned by Murong Ji's words. He frowned slightly and finally nodded, agreeing with Murong Ji's meaning.

"Who is Li Yanzong?"

Duan Yanqing glanced at him, then turned to look at the army below. He said slowly: "Li Qianshun's nephew, he is quite capable."

After saying this, Duan Yanqing tapped the ground with his walking stick and flew towards the army below.

Murong Ji turned and left, heading towards Yinchuan.

Towards afternoon, Murong Ji sat in the inn, near the window, quietly watching the hustle and bustle of traffic below.

Seeing Duan Yanqing, he waved his hand.

When Duan Yanqing went upstairs and sat opposite Murong Ji, Murong Ji picked up the wine jug and poured him a glass of wine.

Duan Yanqing drank it all in one gulp, put down his glass, and then said, "You are right, the commander of this army is Helian Tieshu."

"What about Murong Fu?"

Duan Yanqing raised his eyebrows with an ambiguous look, and motioned Murong Ji to turn around and look.

"there."

Murong Ji turned his head and met Murong Fu's gaze from outside the inn. When brothers met, there was no feeling of intimacy that was normal among children from wealthy families.

In any case, Murong Ji didn't feel any joy at all.

Murong Fu saw Murong Ji suddenly smile. This smile was like a spring breeze, and coupled with his face, he really was a handsome man like jade.

Twenty-five-year-old Murong Fu is at the best age of his life, and he is full of energy and vitality.

Murong Ji's eyelids sank slightly, [No wonder Wang Yuyan likes him so much.] This kind of charming temperament and appearance, every woman would like it.

Just like most men like Li Ruotong...

Murong Fu waved to Murong Ji, then went upstairs excitedly.

Duan Yanqing stood up, picked up his wine glass and walked downstairs. The rest was not his business, as it was Murong family's family affair.

"Help me contain the power of the Murong family."

Duan Yanqing was stunned. He neither answered nor refused, and then continued to walk downstairs.

Duan Yanqing and Murong Fu passed each other and looked at each other. At the same time, their hearts tightened. It was a strange feeling, a warning of danger.

(End of this chapter)