Royal Road - Chapter 64

[Chapter 64]

The charcoal fire is melting, the fox fur is soft and soft, and the carriage is as warm as ever.

However, Liang Feng looked at the books in front of him with no expression on his face.

During the two days he stayed in the Cui Mansion, Cui Daru didn’t look for him again, only Cui Liang, a boy with no scheming, accompanies him to talk about Buddhism and Xuan.

However, before leaving, he received a parting gift, a volume of “The Spring and Autumn Gongyang Biography” annotated by Cui You himself.

When he took out the book from the wooden box, Liang Feng was really flustered.

No matter how unfamiliar with the history of the classics, he still knows some basic knowledge, and of course he understands what kind of book this is.

“Spring and Autumn” is divided into three biographies, “Zuo’s Biography”, “Gongyang Biography” and “Guliang Biography”.

The three biographies are all for the purpose of imparting the Spring and Autumn Sutras. Among them, Zuo Zhuan is detailed in records, Gongyang Guliang is detailed in Zhuojing.

As a classic history book, Liang Feng has also read some Zuozhuan these days, and the war strategy in it is particularly wonderful.

Gongyang and Gu Liang are not really his favorites. He only knows that there are still some disputes between “modern text” and “ancient text”. Later, Zheng Xuan unified “modern and ancient”, and the struggle came to an end.

However, later Confucian studies were mainly based on the “Biography of Zuo Shi in the Spring and Autumn Period”.

If Cui You sent him the Spring and Autumn Three Biography or Ben Zuo Biography, Liang Feng would just think it was the old fox urging him to study hard.

But just one volume of “Gongyang Biography” is really not easy to think about.

The most famous inheritor of this thing in the Han Dynasty was Dong Zhongshu, and the person who supported him was Liu Che.

“Gongyang Biography” is really a unified Confucian scripture, which is a book of sage kings.

After chatting for a few words, he gave him such a book. Liang Feng couldn’t even think about what the old man thought of him, and what kind of expectations he had for him.

But to say the least, he is not even an official, only a little Zhuangzi!

However, Cui You is indeed a great Confucian, a famous Confucian, the kind of Confucian who does not care about power and manages books with peace of mind.

He only served as a small official in the Wei Dynasty in his life, and did not even respond to Emperor Wu of Jin’s expedition, but only studied behind closed doors.

Shangdang Cui Clan is not a wealthy family, and his family background is mediocre.

Such a person, even if he taught Liu Yuan, Liang Feng couldn’t say in his conscience that he had ulterior motives and scheming.

Then what did he see in himself?

On a trip to the invitation, not only did he not reveal the slightest bit of Liu Yuan’s foundation, but it seemed that he had been touched from the inside out.

Can he respond to such high hopes?

Flicking his finger across the book, he said: “…there is no emperor above, no Fangbo below, and there are lords in the world who do not have the right way. The minister kills the king, and the son kills the father. If you can deal with it, you can deal with it.”

In this sentence Beside the words, there was also a line of dignified servants: “Civil strife is irrelevant, and foreign troubles are indisputable.” The

wheels clucked, and the north wind whistled.

After the brocade curtain, there is the real world.

Liang Feng suddenly put down the scriptures and opened the thick curtain in front of him: “Stop! Pull the horse, I want to ride!”

Lu Zhu said in shock, “Lang Jun, it’s cold, I can’t go out…”

However, Liang Feng had already explored He got out of his body, but thanks to Yiyan, he was in charge of the chariot.

Before the car stopped, Liang Feng jumped out of the car and walked over to a knight riding a Wusun horse: “Get down.” How

dare the knight disobey his order and jumped off the horse quickly.

Liang Feng didn’t need anyone to help him, he grabbed the saddle and got on the horse.

Yi Yan has already strode over: “My lord! That horse can’t do it!”

”

Why can’t it?!” Liang Feng squeezed his legs and shouted, “Drive!”

The charge was too violent, and Yi Yan couldn’t stop it at all, so he also got on his horse and said to the other cavalry: “Follow up as soon as possible!”

After he finished speaking, he chased after him without looking back.

The cold wind whistled, and the fox fur on his shoulders could no longer wrap his body.

The wind was cold, and the cold people shivered all over.

However, Liang Feng only felt annoyed and unbearable in his chest, something wanted to rush out of his throat and let him shout.

But what should he shout?

What can he shout?

One Zhuangzi is not enough, of course not enough!

But what Cui You is looking forward to, can he carry it?

!

“Master!” An anxious voice chased after the sound of horses’ hooves.

Yiyan looked terrified and followed closely behind Liang Feng.

He had never seen the Lord look like this before, that person was always slow, gentle and reasonable.

What made him so angry that he had to gallop on his horse?

But the man in front of him didn’t seem to hear his shout at all.

This horse is a real good horse, so let go of the run, and the team will be left behind in no time.

This is in the wilderness, if you encounter a rogue, what should you do?

!

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Yiyan leaned forward, urging the horse to speed up.

Like a black whirlwind, the horses under him rushed out, chasing behind Liang Feng in just over ten steps.

However, before he could catch the man in front of him, the horse in front suddenly neighed and the man stood up!

“Master!”

Liang Feng heard the exclamation, but he didn’t have time to react, so he could only hold on to the horse’s mane and crouch on the horse’s back.

Just now, a hare suddenly appeared on the road, startling the horse. His riding skills were not enough to deal with the sudden situation, so he could only stabilize his body first.

A big hand slashed diagonally, and the blue veins burst out on his hand, and he grabbed the reins.

This strength was great, but it was also very coincidental. The horse was startled and struggled, but failed to break free, and both hooves fell heavily on the ground.

Before he could react, Liang Feng felt light on his body and was pulled off the horse’s back and fell into someone’s arms.

“Master, are you okay?”

Those gray-blue eyes stared straight over, like a cold pool.

Liang Feng took a deep breath: “It’s okay, the horse was startled just now.”

“This is the wild! How can it be like riding a horse!” Yiyan had to say something, but Liang Feng stood firm and walked towards the grass by the roadside go.

Only then did Yi Yan realize that there were two figures in the grass, curled up and shivering.

The nerves that had just calmed down exploded again, and he pulled out his saber with a swipe: “Who?!”

Liang Feng reached out his hand and blocked Yi Yan.

In the grass, kneeling were two refugees, a man and a woman, both frighteningly thin, and their clothes barely covered their bodies.

The woman was holding a child in her arms. She looked three or four years old. Two large coats were wrapped around her body, which should be the only winter coats in the family.

The little guy was being covered by his mother’s mouth and held tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that he would cry out and cause disaster.

Finding that he couldn’t escape, the man whimpered and stopped in front of his wife and children: “It’s not their fault, if you want to kill me, kill me. Please, spare their mother and son…” How could

Liang Feng not guess?

It should be that the couple found a hare on their way to escape the wilderness, and wanted to hunt rabbits for food, but they accidentally startled the rabbit.

If they encounter real soldiers or nobles, can they still survive?

“Where are you from? Why did you flee from the famine?”

“I, we are from Liaoyang. I don’t…have nothing to eat. Think, I want to go to Sizhou and go to… uncle.” The man stammered.

“Sizhou is fighting, and the chaos of troops is besieging Luoyang.” Liang Feng said.

The woman behind him whimpered and cried.

The man was even more panicked, and said repeatedly: “It’s okay, it’s okay. Uncle brother, he must be okay…”

Looking at the two, the child who was so frightened that he didn’t dare to speak out, Liang Feng sighed: “If you guys are interested, You can go back to the mansion with me, work there and spend the cold winter.”

Unexpectedly, the two of them were shocked at the same time when they heard this, but they didn’t dare to answer for a long time.

Liang Feng knew what they were worried about, and said, “My surname is Liang.”

Hearing this, the woman who had been hanging her head suddenly looked up. When she saw Liang Feng’s face clearly, she was astonished as if she was crazy. She grabbed her husband’s arm and said, “Liang, Liang Langjun! Buddha! You are that…”

“I am that Liang Langjun.” The

woman covered her mouth, and suddenly burst into tears, ignoring her arms. The child, knocked heavily on the ground: “Buddha, please save us…”

In that voice, there was no fear, no hesitation, only a very sincere prayer.

This is not the first person named Liang Feng Buddha, nor is it the first time he has heard a cry for help.

However, this time, the cry seemed to penetrate the depression in his chest and pierced his heart.

Liang Feng closed his eyes: “Go back.”

He didn’t know what Cui You saw in him.

But he knew that even if that expectation fell on his shoulders, he could not refuse it outright.

In the face of these fresh lives, he could not say the word “no”.

In the annoying cry, Yiyan found that the expression of the man beside him calmed down again.

As if something was rubbed in his chest, he took a deep breath and lowered his head.

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“That idiot Zhang Fang is defeated again!” Sima Teng looked at the battle report in front of him and jumped up, “Why is that person so capable of fighting!”

That person, of course, was referring to the king of Changsha, Sima Yi, who was guarding Luoyang.

From the battle of Heqiao, Sima Yi won every battle, and even personally escorted His Majesty to the battlefield to boost morale.

It is said that the enemy army has already killed or wounded 40,000 or 50,000 horses. If you give him more soldiers and horses, wouldn’t it be possible to defeat the combined army of the two kings?

!

Sima Yue sat upright on the seat, and his face was not good-looking.

Sima Yi was victorious, but Sima Ying had no intention of retreating.

There was not much grain stored in the city, but Zhang Fang took away the granary outside the city, and dug up a thousand gold treasures, causing the water source in Luoyang city to dry up.

If it were delayed for another ten days and a half, wouldn’t there be a food shortage in the city?

However, after thinking for a long time, Sima

Yue still shook his head: “Shidu has recruited Yongzhou soldiers and horses, and wants to be King Qin. Now that the outcome is not yet decided, we can’t act rashly.”

, is it not a discount?

But Sima Ying was an idiot, but Sima Yi had the style of his ancestors.

If this person wins, and the court is a piece of cake, will he still have a chance?

With a cold snort, Sima Yue instructed: “These days, no matter what Shidu tells you, you must do it! Don’t let him get the hang of it. The cold winter is about to enter, and this battle should have a head! ”

After all, it was his own brother, and Sima Teng instantly understood what Sima Yue meant.

Nodding hard, he smiled fiercely: “Everything is obeyed by brother!”