The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Many people frowned. It's really hard to say this kind of thing. There have been people like this throughout the ages.

He Ludong sneered: "As long as you don't let me hear it, otherwise I don't mind teaching this guy a lesson."

"Brother He is still used to teaching people the way he did in the military. If it were me, the most I would do is let the literary name he shouldn't get disappear. As for how much it disappears, it has nothing to do with me." Ma Chaoming laughed and continued drinking.

Qiao Juze raised his wine glass with a smile and said: "Brother Zhibai, I'd like to toast you. Fang Xu's reputation as a saint is at a high level, and it's absolutely impossible for someone who cherishes feathers to give him a hard time in public. Everyone present, except Brother Zhibai, Who dares to compare literary names with Fang Xusheng?"

Ji Zhibai held up the wine glass and said with a smile: "That's a bad statement. No matter how stupid I am, I will never compete with Fang Xusheng in public. Isn't it okay if I don't participate in the early spring cultural gathering today? Come on, cheers."

The two drank it all in one gulp.

He Ludong glanced at Ji Zhibai, his eyes flashed, and said: "Fang Xusheng, they say that the county seat for your imperial examination is set to be Ning'an County. Is it true?"

"That's right, it's Ning'an." After Fang Yun said that, he put the beef in sauce into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

He Ludong nodded and said: "Ning'an County is the hub of the north. Now that the north is expanding its army, Ningyuan County is even more important. I will report to the Ministry of War and the Marshal's Mansion tomorrow. I am willing to transfer to the army adjacent to Ning'an County to prevent monsters. Barbarian raid on Ning'an."

Ji Zhibai immediately smiled and said: "General He has a vision. Ning'an County is becoming more and more important. The original defense jointly defended by the county army and Qingwu Mansion's army has fallen behind. As far as I know, Ning'an County will abolish the county army and transfer it away." The army of Qingwu Mansion.”

"Oh, which army is in charge?"

Ji Zhibai said: "We are discussing. However, the Yingyang Army is stationed at Yuyang Pass, which is closest to Ning'an County. It should be that the Yingyang Army detached a guard to station in Ning'an County."

There was sudden silence in the area, and people at dozens of tables stopped talking.

There were originally four armies in the north of Jingguo, each ranging from 100,000 to 150,000. Among them, the northwest army was crippled, the Dingyuan Army due north was controlled by Zhang Poyue, and the Eastern Expeditionary Army guarded the northeast of Jingguo. direction, recharge your batteries.

The fourth army, the Yingyang Army, guarded Yuyang Pass, with a total of 150,000 soldiers, not counting civilians and auxiliary troops. It was the strongest army in the north of Jingguo, but it was not as tempered by war as the first three armies.

The leader of Yingyang's army is Zuo Xiang's junior brother. Like Zuo Xiang, he is a bachelor and firmly controls this army.

Now that Jingguo has dispatched soldiers from various places to the north, there will be four more armies in February, and before May, there will inevitably be one million new troops. After October, the second batch of one million new troops will also arrive in the theater.

This means that after October this year, the number of soldiers, auxiliary soldiers and civilians in the north of Jingguo alone will exceed six million, and this number will continue to increase and will soon reach tens of millions.

Yuyang Pass can be said to be Jingguo's last barrier. Once Yuyang Pass is breached, the grass barbarians can march straight in and attack the capital.

If the Yingyang Army is allowed to be responsible for the city defense of Ning'an County, then the Left Prime Minister and his party will firmly control Fang Yun. After all, the civilian and military generals of Mizhou where Ning'an County is located are under the control of the Left Prime Minister, and only some officials of the Academy of Arts are reluctantly exempted. The leftist prime minister is controlled by one party.

Even if Cai He goes to Qingwu Prefecture to serve as the prefect and becomes the immediate superior of the Ning'an County Magistrate, it may not be of much use.

What's more, the largest official in Ning'an County is not the seventh-rank Ning'an County Magistrate, but the fourth-rank Mizhou Transport Envoy, who is responsible for the transportation of grain, grass and ordnance throughout the north. In the Transport Department alone, there are two full guards with a total of 6,000 soldiers and countless handymen.

The Mizhou transfer envoy is also a subordinate of the left prime minister.

Everyone realized that when Fang Yun arrived in Ning'an, he was like a turtle in a urn, completely under the control of Prime Minister Zuo.

He Ludong snorted coldly and said: "It is enough for the Yingyang Army to guard Yuyang Pass. It would be unwise to divide the troops into Ning'an. Of course, if the Yingyang Army does not like to defend Yuyang Pass, it would not be bad if the army goes straight to Ning'an City."

"General He is joking. Yuyang Pass is still more important than Ning'an County. Ying Yangjun will never give up." Tong Luan, the left minister of the Ministry of War, said.

Chen Jing smiled and said: "Tong Shilang, as far as I know, by May, every five armies will be combined into a guard army. The general who is now in charge of the Yingyang Army will be promoted to the general of the guard army, and you may It is a joy to leave the Ministry of War and go north to take charge of the Yingyang Army."

When Fang Yun heard this, he couldn't help but look at Tong Luan, the left servant.

Fang Yun clearly remembered that Tong Luan's grandson Tong Li died because of a bet with him on Shushan. Tong Luan wanted to go to Yuhai City to argue with him, but was stopped by Li Wenying. In the end, he had to return to the capital, and soon joined the Zuo Prime Minister. .

Tong Luan was well-known in the army for his good fighting skills and his good reputation for loving soldiers. His prestige was extremely high. Although his reputation was damaged after joining the left prime minister, most of his generals still refused to abandon him.

This person once said something when he was drunk.

"As long as I am in Jingguo, my luck will not improve! Unless, I step on my body!"

At that time, Fang Yun was just a scholar and could only write a few poems.

But now, Fang Yun is Xu Sheng.

Fang Yun could hear what Chen Jing was referring to. In order to avenge his grandson, Tong Luan made a deal with the left prime minister to take over the Yingyang Army, and then used the power of the Yingyang Army to curb his actions in Ning'an County.

Fang Yun felt that the storm was about to come, and the situation fell into an unprecedented crisis.

The atmosphere at the banquet also changed, and it was likely to turn into a quarrel at any time.

"Ahem, it's almost time. I'd like to ask Fang Xusheng, on behalf of the Thirty Jinshi, to write the first poem of this year's Jingguo Early Spring Literary Society." Said the Minister of Rites.

Fang Yun glanced at Minister Sai and knew that he was helping him. It was obviously not appropriate to discuss military and national affairs at this time.

Fang Yun nodded, stood up, and slowly stepped onto the white marble steps and walked to the platform in front of the Fengtian Hall. The Queen Mother and the King sat on the dragon throne, and there was a table next to the stairs.

Fang Yun did not say much. After walking to the table, he picked up the prepared medium-sized wolf-hair brush and looked around.

It was already night, and the sky above the capital was still drizzling with drizzles, which were a little bright under the lights. In the night, the grass and trees were covered, and the light green of spring was looming.

After a while, Fang Yun said, "I'm sorry to show my ugliness."

After that, Fang Yun picked up the pen and wrote and recited.

"The rain on the street is as soft as butter, and the grass looks far away but not close."

Hearing these two sentences, countless scholars applauded in a low voice, and even the left prime minister nodded slightly.

"Fang Zhenguo's eyes are like the light of the sun and the moon, and have the ability to see through everything! What a smooth, buttery, hand reaching out to touch the drizzle, as smooth and delicate as touching the grease on the face. Has anyone ever written about this before? A stroke of genius!"

"The last sentence, 'The grass is green when you look far away, but not when you get close' is even more wonderful. Spring is like this. It looks green from a distance, but it is not clear when you get close. Seeing the big picture from the small details, a flawless eye!"

"It's really unpredictable. At such a young age, he has such terrible insight and can put it into the most appropriate words. He deserves the title of the ancestor of poetry!"

"I don't know what the next two sentences are like."

Fang Yun continued to write.

"The best time of the year is spring, far better than the willows and smoke in the imperial capital."

After Fang Yun finished speaking, except for dozens of people who instinctively blurted out good words, most people kept their mouths shut and looked at a person in the field.

Left Prime Minister Liu Shan.

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