Royal Road - Chapter 174

[Chapter 173 | City]

Zhuangzi, located in Jibei, probably hasn’t lived in it for ten years.

The houses are all old, and there are no pavilions in the courtyard. At first glance, there are only bare stones and messy vegetation, which is indescribably desolate.

Sitting in such a courtyard, how could Wang Wen have a leisurely mood in the past?

Even one more look will give birth to infinite sadness.

Because of this, his health has also deteriorated a lot, and he has been sick on and off for a few times.

In such a decadent day, how could Wang Wen not pay attention to receiving a letter from the Shangdang?

A pair of blue colored glass cups were quietly placed on the table.

The body of the cup is wrapped with a circle of fine patterns, like a natural carving.

However, to the touch, it was as smooth and lustrous as the wall of the cup.

Pour in the wine, it is like pouring into a pool of green water, transparent and lovely, as if from the cup, you can see the tranquility that is far away.

There were so many treasures that I couldn’t bring in my luggage.

Now that I have received such two cups, it has indeed brought some comfort to those who are in a foreign land.

Play with the wine glass carefully.

Wang Wencai opened the letter.

It’s still that amazing handwriting. After a few years, Liang Zixi’s handwriting has become more mature and has a sharp edge.

Such a word may not be as appealing to the gentry as it once was, but Wang Wen felt that it was more suitable for the Shangdang Prefect who stayed behind in Bingzhou and used his own power to control the throat.

However, looking at it, Wang Wen’s eyebrows wrinkled.

What was written in this letter was different from what I thought.

After a long time, he put down the tissue paper in his hand and said to the servant,

“Call Zihuai to see me.”

The marriage with the Liang Mansion this time was decided by the two of them.

Now that something has changed, I should ask the other party to discuss it.

Not long after, a handsome man in a ge shirt walked into the courtyard: “Sixth brother, I don’t know what to call me?”

“Jiulang, the Shangdang sent a letter and was just trying to discuss it with you.” Wang Wen didn’t talk nonsense. Pass the letter over.

Looking at it hastily, Wang Rou’s brows also wrinkled: “Shangdang conquered Yangyi, when Yuanzheng?” On

Yuanzheng’s day, there was a solar eclipse!

Such a bad omen appeared on a day when the army should not have been raised, how unlucky.

Not to mention that the letter also clearly stated that there was something to cremate the sky and break the city wall.

Simply sensational!

“Could it be true that there are gods and Buddhas to help?” Wang Wen couldn’t help but flick the Seven Treasure Beads in his hand.

This is also a fashionable accessory recently.

Ordinary people can only use sandalwood or coral beads, but he uses the serious Buddhist Seven Treasures.

Gold, silver, glazed, coral, amber, clam, agate, colorful and dazzling.

Hanging it on your wrist and turning it around when you are upset can really make people feel a little calmer.

Wang Rou did not believe in gods and Buddhas like Brother Cong did. After thinking for a while, he said, “Regardless of whether this matter is good or bad, Yangyi will finally be won. Shangdang also repelled a Xiongnu attack before. It’s even better than before.”

Wang Wen also knew something about Shangdang: “I’m afraid that the soldiers have been trained?”

Taking refugees and reclaiming official land and training them into an army is somewhat imitating Wei Wu. The old way.

But Bingzhou was in such a chaotic state, and there was no way to provide military and financial resources. The imperial court had to turn a blind eye and not ask too much.

Hearing this, Wang Rou sighed: “Just this boldness is far superior to the officials in Bingzhou. Sixth brother, this is the help the family needs!

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The Wang family of Taiyuan was a descendant of the Zhou Dynasty. During the Qin Dynasty, there was no shortage of people who worshiped generals and were appointed dukes and marquis.

After the Eastern Han Dynasty, more talents came forth.

By the time of Wang Hun’s generation, he could be described as an extremely personable minister.

Such a wealthy family actually doesn’t care who the emperor’s surname is.

The interests of the family are far greater than others.

Now there is great chaos in Bingzhou, and the Huns have not seen the appearance of hegemony, so how can they be attached?

The foundation of the Wang family has always been in Taiyuan.

If it is abandoned, it is like duckweed on the water, how can it survive?

Finding a suitable marriage partner is always a big deal.

What about the name of the solar eclipse?

Wang Jun, who is far away in Bingzhou, has not married his daughter to a Xianbei?

As long as there are soldiers, and the soldiers are strong, it is enough to offset all other problems.

Hearing the clan brother say this, Wang Wen couldn’t help but feel relieved.

Liang Zixi is his best friend, and in his heart, even if there are no other additional conditions, he is a good person who is worthy of marrying a daughter.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he said again, “It’s just that Qiniang matches him, is it suitable?” I

believed that he had read it, and I always felt that Zixi was a little grumpy about the things Qiniang avoided at first.

However, he was in a hurry at the time, and he couldn’t care so much.

Now that I really want to get married, I have to be more serious.

Wang Rou immediately said, “Qiniang is smart since she was a child, she has a general knowledge, and she is at the right age. Don’t worry about the sixth brother, it is better to finalize the marriage as soon as possible.”

With Wang Rou’s persuasion, Wang Wen no longer hesitated: ” In this case, I will reply to Zixi.”

Such a good son-in-law is probably eyeing more than one family.

Or get married early, so as to avoid extracurricular branches.

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“What did you say? Father should get married?!” In the boudoir, a young girl straightened up with a pale face and looked at her maid in disbelief.

“Girl, that Prefect Liang is not bad, and he is notoriously handsome, why don’t you just…” The maid stammered and persuaded.

“Why not?! The one I want to marry is Zhang…” Before the

girl’s voice blurted out, the maid hurriedly covered it up: “Girl! The trouble comes from your mouth, don’t make a sound!”

After reacting, the girl fell back and sat back. On the bed, there were thin tears in the beautiful and slender phoenix eyes: “Zhang Lang and I have known each other since childhood, and we have agreed for the rest of our lives. Why do you want to marry that widower? It’s still the little-known Liang family! Father is so cruel! Since I don’t care Mendi, why don’t you promise me to Zhang Lang?”

The maid felt that her head was as big as a fight, and she only regretted that she had not stopped the two from communicating privately two years earlier.

But now that Zhang Langjun has arrived in Youzhou, how can he rush back to marry a girl?

He quickly handed over the silk handkerchief, and the maid sighed softly: “Girl, this fact is beyond our control. The head of the family has promised the marriage, I’m afraid that in a few days, Liang Taishou will come to the door to propose marriage…”

Hearing this, the girl covered her face and cried, “I don’t want to go back to Bingzhou, don’t marry that sick child…” That

look was heartbreaking to see.

The maid endured and endured, and finally said: “Girl, wouldn’t it hurt your body more? Why don’t you write a letter and send it to Zhang Langjun, so that he can know…”

Hearing the maid’s words, the girl suddenly He raised his head: “Yes, I want to write a letter. If Zhang Lang knew about it, he would definitely come to marry me!”

This may not be the case.

The maid thought to herself, but didn’t say it.

As long as the girl has sustenance, other things can be discussed.

After becoming the bride of another family, this thought will gradually fade away.

Putting paper and pen in a hurry, she waited for the girl to write a letter.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too angry, or I’m afraid in my heart. Today, the girl is writing a little faster than usual.

After writing a text message quickly, she carefully folded the letter: “I must give it to Zhang Lang and let him marry me!”

“Don’t worry, girl.” The maid gave a few more words of comfort before she left.

Pressing the envelope in her arms, she sighed in her heart.

Not everyone can have the blessing of “stealing incense”.

It would be more difficult for Zhang Langjun to marry Wang’s daughter.

Worth mentioning, maybe this is the last letter, and it is better to let that person retreat.

After making up her mind, she moved to the outer courtyard.

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In March, the weather gradually warms up.

The army that has been preparing for a long time has finally started.

With Zhou Liang as the vanguard, Shi Xian in charge of the left wing, and Sima Yu in the middle of the army, the 30,000 men and horses put together swept away towards Li Shi, the capital of the Xiongnu.

Linghu Kuang also accompanied the army this time, serving as a backer for food and grass.

The rations sent by Shangdang helped him establish some connections in the army.

Being able to take charge of the rear army is precisely because of this.

However, with the heavy responsibility, he was not happy in his heart, because the soldiers in front of him were almost the same as the refugees.

This is the state of the state.

As long as he is an adult, he must perform military service.

But the war has been swept away a few times, how many usable soldiers are left?

The army is either old or weak, or starving. Those thin and thin men in tattered military robes have no belief in victory in their eyes?

Duke Dongying was not in Bingzhou, but he did not know the situation here.

The situation is so depraved, and they have to reluctantly attack Li Shi, they really don’t care about human life.

But what else could Linghu Kuang do?

He could only follow the orders of his uncle and Liang Taishou and guard the rear army well.

Even if the former army is defeated, they still have a chance to survive.

However, this battle was unimaginably difficult.

When the army reached Fencheng, it was besieged by the Huns.

The striker collapsed at a touch, and then Sima Yu set up camp and continued to fight the enemy fiercely.

It is a pity that the tenacious will of the coach cannot determine the combat power of the soldiers.

In just ten days, the Jin army lost all four battles.

The army that was finally built was beaten into a mess.

Several generals saw that the situation was not good, and fled one after another, throwing the mess to the rear army and Linghu Kuang.

This is even worse than the situation that Linghu Kuang took over in the past!

It is necessary to resist the encirclement and suppression of the Huns, and to send the rear army to be scattered by the defeated troops, and also to ensure that the only remaining batch of food and grass will not be taken away by the Huns.

With the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, he managed to gather the remnants of the army and retreated in the direction of Jinyang.

Strange to say, the Huns did not pursue them with all their strength this time.

It’s like a wolf following the sheep, rushing up and taking a bite from time to time, but it doesn’t mean to wipe them out completely.

In this way, he also retreated and fought, and there were reinforcements sent by Jinyang City. Linghu Kuang finally recovered more troops than expected.

30,000 horses, only lost more than 9,000, which is a fortune among misfortunes.

However, when he returned to Jinyang City again, a message came from the west.

The coalition of the King of the East Sea finally repelled the defenders of King Hejian.

Long drive straight in, broke into Guanzhong.

Chang’an City is broken!