v4 Chapter 140： Don't forget (two more)

With Zhu Wen's willingness to let go and a hundred soldiers from the Xuanwu Army, it is not easy for the 20,000 or 30,000 soldiers and horses staying in Pinglu to stick to the tenth month.

Rao is an elite rider from Shangguan, who is light and easy to return, and is unlikely to make a final decision.

In addition, Zhu Wen was assisted by monk Xianting, and the demons may not be able to take advantage of anything.

However, Li Zhi still did not plan to return to Pinglu first and stabilize the general situation. Even if he returned to Pinglu, it would definitely have a great impact on the war situation.

When Song Jiao asked afterwards, Li Zheng gave his own reasons.

The reason could not be simpler: "Because of Cui Li. He is a Confucian scholar."

Based on Song Jiao's cleverness, he quickly wanted to understand the profound meaning of Li Zhi's move: "Are you trying to test the attitude of Confucianism and the layout of Confucianism in the world?"

Li Zheng nodded, his eyes were deep: "Daomen Xianting, who has ruled the world for a long time, and any class that has played the role of ruler for a long time will be that annoying virtue. But unlike Confucianism, their ideal has always been The rule of the world and the life of the world, which determines that they will choose the main thing. Choosing the right monarch and realizing the ideal of world unity together is the foundation of Confucianism. "

"So you think it is possible that Confucianist chose you?" Song Jiao had a smile in his eyes. Although he was empathetic, he easily refused to show it.

Then she turned sharply and sneered: "The officials in the world are mostly from Confucianism, but if you look at them, what is the difference between them and Taoists? No matter what the ideal is, once you encounter rich power, you have to give in "Dong Zhongshu can even speak the words of" Sovereign Power ", it can be seen that in order for Confucianism to enter the center of power, they have spared no effort to forget their ancestors."

Li Yan said nothing: "This is a troubled time after all. There will always be some changes in troubled times."

Song Jiao groaned a little: "What if Confucianism didn't choose you?"

Li Xuan said indifferently: "It doesn't matter whether the Confucianists have chosen me or not. What's important is whether they chose Zhu Wen. For three days before the Shishi, let's look at it. Zhu Wen today is completely different from the time of the Chaos in Huang Chao. To fight Zhu Wen, I have to figure out his details. "

Song Jiao asked, "How do you know?"

Li Yidao: "If Confucianism also chose Zhu Wen, Cui Keli would open the Pinglu gate to welcome Zhu Wen's entry."

Song Jiao stunned: "Cui Keli, but you! What really happened to Cui family?"

Li Yan grinned and laughed: "Every father and son can be disabled in front of rivers and mountains. Has there ever been a place for affection?"

Song Jiao Shen said: "So you are betting!"

Li Yan said: "The bet is Ping Lu."

Song Jiao's voice got colder: "Pinglu is your foundation!"

Li Yandao: "Compared with the selection layout of Confucianism, the land of Pinglu and Wuzhou is not indispensable."

Song Jiao was dumb.

Li Yan's eyes gradually became as sharp as a blade: "This is the battle in the world!"

Affected by him, Song Jiao also had murderous eyes: "So Hedong must win, and there must be no loss!"

...

Being willing to put Pinglu on the gambling table does not mean that he must abandon it, otherwise Li Zhi will not send an official to lead the army to help. Even if Cui Keli opened the gate of Qingzhou City, Shangguan Qingcheng took more than 20,000 fine riders, and cooperated with the monks of the tribe, it was enough to hold the two states in Pingluxi and support Li Zhi's army to help.

The incident of sweeping the Hedong states went unexpectedly smoothly. The reason for this is because the army had not been promoted from Taiyuan City, and Li Zhi had received written submissions from several states.

In fact, it is not a surrender, because the thorn history of these states all claims to be Datang Zhongchen.

In the book, they sang praises to Li Yi, praised Li Li for driving Li Ke to use this wolf's ambition, to explain the feat of Hedong people in the deep waters, and to self-justify that they never meant to be thieves ...

Of course, Li Zhi knew that these thorns were afraid that he would punish them, so when he saw that Li Ke had used the general trend, he rushed to show loyalty.

This is also the effect of Li Zhi's previous layouts.

When he attacked Qinzhou earlier, he treated courtiers with courtesy and did not blame Qinzhou officials, but when he attacked Fenzhou, his attitude was much harsher. After the war, they were taken into custody by Fenzhou assassin's failure to welcome Wang Shi, and they were sent to Chang'an to ask the court to convict him.

However, the root cause is all because Li Zhi's current strength is as high as the sky, and it is a foregone conclusion that sweeping the east of the river will be a foregone conclusion. If these princes do not rush to show their loyalty, they will only have their official positions unsuccessful and their lives will be lost.

Things went so smoothly, Li Ye was also pleased. With less warfare, the soldiers will have fewer casualties, and money and ordnance will be saved. After all, Zhu Wen will have to be dealt with next.

The counties and counties in Hedong that were not captured fell by more than half in the next few days, and the situation was very good. Li Yan was too lazy to talk to these thorns, and never guilty. The soldiers who had originally planned to attack these places did not have to be dispatched.

This makes Kang Chengqian, Xue Wei and others regret.

After all, they can see that if they fight in these states, the war will not be difficult. Once the city is captured, you can make a fortune. Many battles are missing now, and they are missing the opportunity to rob money.

Money income is destined to be less, but the fame of following Wang Shi's rebellion is still there. After the war, officials must be added to the ranks, and Kang Chengqian and others will not have any complaints.

Of course, not all Hedongzhou counties have fallen into the wind, and Daizhou is one of them. The reason could not be simpler, Li Ke fled here with thousands of soldiers and horses, and controlled the city.

...

A few days later, Li Zheng handled various government affairs and military affairs. While he was northbound, someone found him at night.

Feihong Tuoshi.

After reviewing the last official document in the book case in front of the window, Li Yan put down his jade pen and raised his head. Through the window sill, he saw Feihong Prince standing on the roof of the palace across a courtyard.

The window case limits Li Yuan's field of vision, but also outlines a complete composition of artistic conception.

The clear and full moon is falling on the broad eaves, the tiles are covered with Kaikai's snow-like clearness, and the locust branches next to it are lush and leafy, and the full-sounding salsa comes from the wind.

Doctor Feihong in white dress and white skirt stood quietly at the raised corner of the eaves, and fluttered and danced before Haoyue. She held a jar of wine in her hand, and she did not know how long she had stood there, long enough to be integrated with the moonlight, regardless of each other.

In the past few days, Li Yan has been busy with common affairs, but he ignored the agreement with the other party.

"I'm going back to the Buddha domain soon. You promised me wine, but I haven't invited you yet." She said.

Li Yan was a little lost.

He never found out that the original Feihong was also so thin and thin, like a floating leaf that would die with the wind.

Maybe it is the setting of the full moon, or the blow of the Buddha by the night breeze, or the farewell that has come, and some emotions that have never been discovered just now raise their brows and sink into their hearts.

It turns out that some people, even without looking at their faces, can make people appreciate the beauty of suffocation.

Li Yan stood up from the book case, grabbed out the window sill, and landed on the cornice.

But when he saw the face close at hand, he didn't know what to say. Although this face has muscles like fat, the facial features are perfect without any blemishes, and it looks like exquisite porcelain, but this is not the reason.

Zeng Jin, he faced this face day and night for forty years without touching it. That's because the expression on this face is always the same. Even if she is beautiful, even if there is a light rain like Jiangnan hidden in it, he never thought about it.

And tonight, perhaps it was Qinghui that gave the sheep's fat-like skin a strange sheen, which made her look no longer the same.

However, Li Zhi knew that moonlight was not the cause, and at that moment, there was no word on Dr. Feihong's face.

Master Feihong handed the jar of wine to Li Yi, who was embarrassing, with gentle movements and the same voice, but it sounded a little different, because a bright smile appeared on her face: "When you When you want to drink, you don't particularly care who bought it. "

The two sat down side by side on the cornice, and Feihong took out a bottle of goat fat jade, and they drank for a round.

Even if he is not qualified to be called a drunkard, Li Wei is also a good drinker. However, at this moment, the wine is roaring, but he fails to taste nothing. Really the spirits did go straight into the roar, without stopping at the tip of the tongue.

Continuing with the sentence of Fei Hongshi's scholar, Li Yan smiled bitterly: "It is possible that only one person drinks too much, and one person drinks too long. Only when there is a suitable wine companion, will he feel happy and will not Have the heart to care for other miscellaneous things. "

Master Feihong looked at the bright full moon, his voice was far away: "How much is too much, how long is it too long?"

Li Min bowed his head for a moment and said silently, "You can fight with as much seawater as possible, and slip away from your fingertips for thousands of years."

Master Feihong smiled, his smile was inexplicable.

After a moment, she began to speak, her voice fluttering far and near: "On the western sky far away, there is a place called Buddhism. There are clouds and fog around the golden light, and there are inexplicable splendid Buddhist temples everywhere. Visible devotional monk. Purple gold flowers bloom in Leichi, and the seven-colored rainbow hangs on the same day, which is the enviable eternal life. But do you know that there is nothing missing in this? "

Li Min took a sip of wine: "The drinker."

"Yes, the drinker." Master Feihong turned his head, and those very clear but bottomless eyes were so shallow at this moment that the meaning contained in them was so easy to understand: "Then you You know, what's the most inside? "

Li Yan turned his head and stared at the beautiful face in front of him, and suddenly found that the rhythm of his heartbeat was a bit disordered, which made him feel absurd, but when he reached the answer, he blurted out: "Lonely."

"Yes, loneliness." The smile at the corner of Feihong's mouth was about to overflow from the dimple. Maybe she noticed Li's embarrassment. She didn't consolidate the other side anymore, she looked away and looked away: In fact, loneliness is a vivid and precious thing compared with never-ending boring, boring, and boring? At least, it can make people feel a little vitality. "

Li Yan silently.

He suddenly discovered that when facing Li Xian and Feihong Shi, especially when they both expressed their feelings, he often could only be silent.

He has been a man for two generations and can be regarded as not having a lot of experience, but at the moment, he can only admit that in the face of some heavy feelings, in the face of millions of years, he still has too many deep feelings.

Wangfu is high enough to overlook more than half of Taiyuan City. From the position where the two were sitting, in the moonlight of Taiyuan City, the neighbourhood was neat like a chessboard. When the night was not yet clear, countless windows revealed dim light, like summer fireflies.

The syllable spit out from Feihong's teeth brought her faint body temperature, touching the heart: "In those days, when I left the earth to rise to the immortal realm, I abandoned the world's prosperity and thought that when I was above the white clouds, there were countless beautiful people who passed the mirage. Good view. "

"However, long-term vision has lasted for thousands of years, only to realize in the dullness that Wanjia lights are the most beautiful scenery in the heavens and the earth, because there is always so much tenderness in it. Then I realized that the original Three Thousand Avenues is here. Deep in the fireflies, the so-called sermon Chengxian overlooking the world is nothing but a dream dream woven by monks.

"In the beginning, I thought that I had broken through the red dust and would not be moved by affection. I was free and unrestrained. I finally got free and had a real freedom. I did have a long life. But after thousands of years, I looked back and found out I have lived to a statue, and the temple is enshrined in the majestic case before the incense case. "

"At that time, I was shocked that the years without heart were no different from a pool of standing water. The lifelessness brought us no longer nostalgia. Without nostalgia, no fear of death, I can leave this world at any time, whether it is No longer care about annihilation or rebirth. Is this monk's freedom? "

"So I looked at the other people, those Bodhisattva King Kong. I originally thought that I would see similar loneliness, but I was surprised to find that they had long since devoted themselves to the vortex of struggling for power and gaining status in order to cultivate resources and improve their status. What's the difference between this ordinary man, the rich, the nobles, the officials who are overlooked by them? This is the fairy of the heart to the road? Is this the road? "

"Since then, the bottle of sheep fat jade has been filled with endless drunk liquor."

"Ten thousand years have passed, and I still like the beautiful scenery of the bright moon and the beautiful autumn sky, the beautiful scenery of the streets, the quiet tenderness of the streets and all the lights. Because there used to be an indifferent, heart-moving heart, lively and lively. A heart that can be filled with joy and sorrow, and a heart that will not feel boring after many years. I buried it with my own hands ... that heart. "

Having said that, Master Feihong finally stopped, and she held the Yujing bottle to drink a headache.

The drink overflowed and was overflowing.

Li Yan could only accompany her to drink.

No matter in previous life or in this life, he struggled on the road to becoming immortal, and had the pressure of immortality. Struggling to survive, ordinary is like a mortal.

Master Feihong's high level of sorrow, he could empathize, but he never really experienced it. Rather than judging arbitrarily and saying something that is irrelevant, it is better to drink the spirits in the altar together.

In that case, at least for the moment, she is understood, not alone.

"I'm going back to Buddhism." Put down the Yujing bottle, and Feihong said it twice.

Tonight she is indeed very different. Maybe her mask has been taken off, or she has no mask, but only a dead soul. And now there was a ray of vitality in her soul, so she came alive, and even when she spoke, the tadpole was so obvious and within reach.

She turned her head and stared at Li Yan again.

She looked at him like that. There were azaleas in full bloom in the eyes, but the beauty was beautiful, but there was also the sadness and cruelty of azaleas' blood. After a while, she had smiles in her lips, dimples, and corners of her eyes.

She said seriously and playfully: "At the end of the eighth day of April, the second year of the Great Tang Dynasty, you and me will sit on the eaves and drink wine. You will enjoy the bright moon and bright wind in front of you. You and I will remember this moment. From now on you and I will be friends, at least once this day, you cannot change, because Haishi has passed. "

These remarks kept Li Yan there and he looked at each other.

Compared to the years of millions, this moment is so short.

But what about that, compared with the tastelessness of being exhibited on a cliff for thousands of years, and the night of crying for a night on the shoulder of a lover, it would have been remembered for a longer time. Because the latter will always be tasted.

The fresh smile on Master Feihong's face didn't last long. She sat down again and started drinking again.

Just like in the boundless sea, no matter how beautiful the waves are, they are only a short moment, and everything will return to peace in the end.

For a long time, she put down the bottle and said softly, "Some things, those people and things, what can you do when you are destined to lose and you can no longer have it?"

Li Yan looked at her side face, with a clear outline of the fluttering side face, and said, "The only thing we can do is to keep ourselves from forgetting."