Chapter 11 Where to Use

In June of the 17th year of Hongxiao, the emperor ordered officials below five grades in Beijing to visit once every six years. It is simple to lay off and select officials. Rong Hui, as a "real person" of Qinfeng, can recommend one person, so he recommends Yan Liang's alternate.

In the same month, the emperor summoned the two elders to the palace to discuss border affairs. Subsequently, the pastoral coalition went south and attacked Datong directly. Datong Wei commanded the battle and martyred the country. The news came out and the world was shocked. The Southern Index fluctuated sharply, and gold prices began to rise.

The long sky is thousands of miles, and the French boat roars. In the crystal-top boat, Rong Hui wore the clothes given by the imperial court, sheep fat jade hair crown, snow silk cloud pattern deep clothes. The crane in the chest is vivid and vivid. He was also shocked when he heard from the sound of Datong's defeat.

Rong Xue pulled up a flying swallow bun with a bunch of jade rings, wore a pair of jade earrings, and wore a deep snow coat. She was also heroic, like snow and jade. She leaned on her knees in front of the bulkhead and saw Rong Hui's face sinking like water. She quickly asked, "Why, the barbarian won't cross the river!"

"No, how many years later, it's hard to say." Rong Hui sighed and explained carefully: "Datong, also known as Phoenix, is the gateway to the west of Yanjing. Once missed, the east of Taihang is under the iron hoof of the barbarians. I'm afraid that those grandchildren have long known that there will be a war, so they will say what kind of 'Danyuan Conference' and take the opportunity for us to gather our hands and organize a death squad.

"Ah..." Rong Xue opened her eyes and said, "It has only stopped for three years. Will it be the same as last time that the barbarian will leave after coming in for a walk?"

"This time is different from the last time. Last time, we first hit the Golden City in the west, then besieged the city to fight, and hit the Yellow River all the way to the city of Yinchuan." Rong Hui slightly corrected his thoughts and said, "This raid on Datong, once Datong fails, the barbarian can go straight down the Yellow River and hit Guanzhong and Hanzhong. As the old saying says, 'No Hanzhong, Bashu is not enough to be dangerous. Irrelevant, Henan is not enough to live in Henan. I came back from this road, and it was indeed the foundation of the king. As long as the barbarian army goes down the river and blocks it to the mouth of the Fen River, Taiyuan Wei can only ask for self-preservation. If the barbarians don't fight Taiyuan and take 'Guanzhong' and 'Hanzhong' along the Wei River, it will really change!"

"No way..." Rong Xue blinked her eyes and shook her head to object: "With so many of us, can we let him succeed?"

"Don't forget how Taizu started his family." Rong Hui looked up to the sky and sighed: "Our emperor is good, but we only know tax cuts and exemptions every year. In the 17 years since he was in power, he has never rectified the border defense. I took a boat from Jincheng to Xi'an. Look at our army, I don't even have enough to eat, which is at the same level as the Yang family's war department. I have also seen the pastoral army. Count on them to garrive the border and dream of you!"

"You don't even have enough to eat?" Rong Xue opened her eyes and asked, "I also stayed in Danxia Mountain for four years. Every year, I heard that the mountain donated food to the court. So much grain going north, where is it?"

"I haven't seen it!" Rong Hui couldn't help laughing: "In addition to eating Lingmi, you can also make wine. Do you know how much it costs to buy a catty of 'old white dry'?

Rong Xue was slightly stunned and asked, "How much?"

"Recombation of a 'top-quality magic weapon'." Rong Hui smiled and laughed at himself: "Your year's silver is just a drink in the eyes of those Yan Jingxun."

Rong Xue was more curious and chased Rong Hui and asked, "Why, have you drunk it?"

"When I came back from Jincheng, King Huangshui practiced it for me personally and gave him a small altar." Rong Hui remembered the situation at that time and couldn't help squeaking his lips: "That wine, tut, it's not something that can be described as heartburn." After thinking for a moment, he spit out two words: "Burning the soul!"

"Worth!" Rong Xue scolded softly and no longer wanted to talk to him. After sitting for a moment, I suddenly felt that the boat was slowing down. I immediately climbed out of the cabin and rushed to the bow to watch. After a moment, I greeted happily, "We are almost there!"

"Real?" Rong Hui was refreshed and looked sideways. He saw the big river going east and receiving the sky. He couldn't help stroking his forehead: "That's it. This is the Yangtze River, and that's Wuchang City. Xiangyang is on the edge of the Xiang River and won't arrive until tonight. It's about to accelerate. Sit down quickly."

Rong Xue was very excited. Hearing the instructions, she quickly sat down and continued to watch. Sure enough, when flying over the ice palace in the city, the pressure outside the ship suddenly increased, and the bow turned slightly and went straight to the northwest. Seeing that the river was far away, she went back into the cabin, sat next to Rong Hui, and asked quietly, "Second brother, what is the relationship between you and the owner of Yipintang?" With a shrug of Ronghui's shoulders, he whispered, "Just tell me one person. I won't talk nonsense."

"Oh, what do you want to know? Everyone has to know that day!" Rong Hui seemed to smile: "Anyway, it's not the kind of relationship you think."

"You're not me. What kind of relationship do you think?" Rong Xue's eyes flashed and asked word by word, "You like her, don't you?"

"You little girl, do you know what you like?" Rong Hui had a headache and said angrily, "Don't worry about adults!"

"If you don't say it, you will admit it?" Rong Xue chased after him: "My fair lady, you are so shy."

"What did I admit!" Rong Hui had a headache and had to admit his cowardice: "I, I won't marry anyone. Just wait for the reunion with Xiaoxuan, okay?" He quickly changed the topic: "Have you learned the 72 fairy art I taught you along the way?"

"I learned it!" Rong Xue opened her eyes wide and nodded to agree. Thinking of one thing, he asked Rong Hui, "You have sealed so many families in the blessed land, but you haven't passed on Taoism. Isn't it a little unfamiliar?"

"These 72 fairy arts are the best practiced by Mei Kake." Rong Hui sighed and said slowly, "But they are in charge of the affairs of the inner courtyard and can't get rid of it. When I go back, let's find a way slowly. Talk and laugh, and go straight to Xiangyang.

Zhao, the sun and the moon. Ming, take a picture. In Xiangyang City, the platform is a hundred feet high and divided into 99 floors. The top of the platform is bright and the sun and the moon are shining together, which is for Zhaoming. In the evening, the sun shines. Rong Hui and Rong Xue walked out of the Ice Palace and set foot on the East Street to look around. When I swept away, I suddenly saw a high platform standing in front of the sunset. Clouds and smoke cover the top, and you can't see its edges and corners. I really don't know whether the city is on the stage or the stage is in the city. Looking closely, I saw that the eaves on the foundation of the ten-foot platform were staggered, and the corridors were vertical and horizontal, golden and brilliant, straight into the sky, which made people look up to.

"Gan style, style!" Rong Hui was surprised and stopped for a moment. The crane dress on his body had attracted the eyes of passers-by and couldn't help muttering, "Look, real person." Oh, my God, I'm so young." I don't know which faction it is." ......

Rong Hui was a little uncomfortable and quickly greeted Rong Xue: "Let's go, let's go!" While talking, he drummed his spiritual power, breathed through his robe, and made a crane sound. The spiritual waves rippled under his feet, and a white crane emerged, holding the two people to flap their wings and go straight to the top of the Zhaoming platform.

When passers-by saw it, they couldn't help whispering, "Sure enough, it's a real person who can ignore the forbidden flight formation in the city." This is already the fifth real person. What on earth is this going to do? ......

The two brothers and sisters flew outside the stage and saw that the attic was magnificent and occupied a whole territory. Looking down from high, you can only see thousands of miles of fertile fields on both sides of the Xiangjiang River. The distant mountains are endless. In the embrace of the river bay, the city is strong. As far as the sunset is, it is magnificent.

"Sure enough, it is a north-south road, the gateway to Jingzhou!" Rong Hui was amazed and pointed to the arrow tower of the artillery tower in the city to greet Rong Xue: "Look, look, what is urban defense and what is the place of use!"

Rong Xue saw it and sighed: "No wonder it is often said that this is not the Lord who can't keep it." While talking, I suddenly heard someone say, "Surely, it's the courage of a real person. I admire and admire."

Rong Hui turned around and saw an old man in sackcloth flying upstairs. He was dark and looked like an old farmer, but his muscles and bones were skillful, restrained, and more like a master. I couldn't see his cultivation at a glance, so I quickly bowed: "See you, senior!" Rong Xue heard it and saluted.

"The poor Taoist king Guzi is courteous." The old farmer bowed his hand and asked with a smile, "The one who can have such eyesight must be the newly sealed 'Lingshan Zhenren'. Is there a mistake in guessing the poor way?"

"Wang Guzi, Mr. Wang, the head of the Hengshan School?" Rong Hui was shocked and fell to the ground: "The senior's eyes are like a torch, and it's right here."

"Old man is not the gateway of Hengshan faction. Taoist friends, get up quickly, get up quickly." Wang Guzi raised his hand and gently asked: "This is not a place to talk. It's better to go upstairs to talk about it in detail." With a strong void, the brother and sister naturally stood up straight.

"What kind of status is the younger generation? How dare you greet the seniors?" Rong Hui quickly returned the gift and followed him with the false wind.

"It's worthy, it's worthy. Just because Taoist friends have killed Hufu, they can be greeted by me. Wang Guzi said as he walked, "If his Taoist friends go up to Hengshan Mountain, I will also sweep the couch to welcome him!"

I've heard for a long time that 'Hengshan School' never eats elixir, but only relies on grain to nourish qi. Mixed Qigong, alone in the world. Rong Hui remembered the allusion of the "Hengshan School" and said, "When you visit Hengshan, you must taste the unique spiritual food on the mountain." While talking, the three of them fell on one platform one after another. There are several mats on the stage, as well as tea and snacks, which is a place for people to chat.

Rong Hui looked around and saw the raised small platforms around him, which were scattered like stars, and suddenly knew that it was a place for gathering. He recognized the position and reached out to ask Wang Guzi to sit down, and he and Rong Xue sat down a few times ago.

"If Taoist friends come, I will cook in person." Wang Guzi sat down and boiled a pot of water and asked with a smile, "I'm afraid Taoist friends don't know why they came to this 'Danyuan Conference'!"

"This 'Danyuan Conference' must be very special." Rong Hui also burned a pot of tea and said tentatively, "I heard that Datong was attacked this morning, and the commander Deng Da was martyred in the war. Is it for this?"

"Well, that was half a month ago." Wang Guzi shook his head and sighed, "Is it true that the Taoist friend knows why there is a war?"

Rong Hui shook his head and said tentatively, "Since ancient times, fighting is nothing more than three. One is to believe, as if the believers in Buddha can't tolerate the faith. Second, for the sake of face, A robbed B's goods, B robbed A's princess, and maybe there was a fight. The third is for the territory, just like a big man bullying a small man. It has been so normal since ancient times.