Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 345
The wind and snow in Qin Dynasty, the rain in Sui Dynasty and the moon in Tang Dynasty, the vastness of Bashui, and the weeping willows.

The Bahe River is one of the eight rivers in Chang'an. It originates in the Qinling Mountains, flows into the Zhangjian River in the west of Chang'an, passes through the original valley of Baling, and traverses the eastern suburbs of Chang'an. Weishui.

The bridge across the Bashui River is a large porous stone arch bridge paved with bluestone slabs.

This place is the most important point in Chang'an, and anyone who enters and exits the two passes of Gao and Tong from the west and the east must pass through here.

The drizzle lasted for three days. On both sides of the Baqiao, embankments were built for five miles, and thousands of willows were planted.In the breeze and drizzle, there are thousands of wisps of willows, like smoke and mist, and the government soldiers who gather here to cross the bridge rub their shoulders and beat their hubs, which is the magnificence of Chang'an.

The wives, children, and old friends are sent here, stop and stay, exhort them earnestly, and send them off with broken willows, all of them are saddened.

Fighting for the country can be exempted from corvee at home, but the battlefield is dangerous, how many people have fought in ancient times?

This moment is life and death, who knows if it will become death or not?
The Baqiao is very wide, but there are too many people, and it is inevitable to be congested.

Fang Jun rode to the bridge, frowned and looked at the crowd in front of him, wiped the rain off his face, and heard someone calling his name.

Turning his head to look, it was Li Siwen Cheng Bi Chang Sun Huan and others standing under the willow tree on the bank, waving to him non-stop.

Fang Jun told his soldiers to go ahead when the flow of people thinned out, instead of waiting for him, and then he rode his horse to the side of a group of dudes, and asked with a smile, "Is anyone at home going to war?"

Li Siwen stepped forward to take his horse's reins, pouted and said: "I want to join the army, but unfortunately I don't have a share in my family..."

Among the veteran generals of the Tang army, Hou Junji and Li Ji have always been at odds.

Although Li Ji had a higher official position, Hou Junji relied on the favor of His Majesty Li Er, and never took Li Ji seriously, and often talked about Li Ji's status as a "decorated general" with others, which was quite disdainful. Relations are extremely cold.

Of course, this is also related to Li Ji's low-key and introverted personality.

When Li Ji heard this, he just smiled and didn't take it seriously, but Hou Junji didn't dare to say such things to Cheng Yaojin, Qin Qiong and others...

Having said that, how could Li Ji, who came from a wealthy family, look up to the flamboyant and ruffian Hou Junji?
During this Western Expedition, His Majesty Li Er appointed Hou Junji as the chief commander of the Jiaohe Road March, commanding the overall situation. Although everyone knows that this must be a good opportunity to make meritorious deeds, Li Ji will not be involved.

No matter how great Hou Junji's meritorious service is, limited by his background, it is impossible to surpass Li Ji...

Fang Junqi said: "Then why are you here?"

Li Siwen looked displeased: "Do you have any conscience? The brothers are naturally here to see you off!"

Fang Jun's heart warmed up, and he cupped his fists and said to the others, "Brothers are interested!"

Changsun Huan waved his hand and said, "Qu Tuquan was also coming, but Hou Junji led the left guard to go out, and the right guard was responsible for the city defense of the capital. The assassin boy is guarding the barracks strictly according to the military order, let us say Sorry."

"They're all brothers from my own family, so why be so polite? Fang Er will always keep in mind your deep love and friendship. From now on, loyalty will be the first priority, and I promise you with your body..."

"Get the hell out of here!" They were almost disgusted by Fang Jun, but Master Rabbit doesn't care about your black face...

Cheng Chubi sighed, and looked enviously at Fang Jun, who was wearing a helmet and wearing armor, and said, "I'm really envious! When will my father let me fight on the battlefield?"

Fang Jun quickly waved his hand: "Forget it!"

When Fang Jun went to the battlefield, he was even more intent on making meritorious deeds. If he was in danger, he would definitely avoid it, but Cheng Chubi was different. He wanted to go to the battlefield to charge and cut off the heads of a few enemies...

Li Siwen hammered Fang Jun's breastplate, and sighed: "It's really unexpected, we brothers, you are the first kid to go to the battlefield! No matter what, it is the highest among men to be able to fight for the country and gallop on the battlefield. Glory! This is going to Gaochang Kingdom, thousands of rivers, thousands of mountains and Gobi criss-crossing, Wang Jun cherishes all the way, and on the battlefield, I will cut off a few more barbarian heads for my brothers, and show off my mighty heroism of the athletes in Guanzhong!"

"That's right!" Changsun Huan answered, "Let those barbarians who don't know how to die tremble completely, and see who dares to go against Datang again!"

Fang Jun was a little speechless, and he really didn't realize that these few are still hot-blooded young cynics...

At this time, there was a burst of singing in the distance. At first, the singing was not loud, but gradually, people on both sides of the Baqiao River began to sing in unison.

"I used to go, Yangliu Yiyi, now I come to think, rain and snow..."

At the end of the day, Li Siwen, Cheng Chubi, and other rappers also sang softly...

For a moment, the singing on the bank of the Baqiao was low, filled with the sorrow and sorrow before parting, reluctant to part.

The young couple were tearful and choked with each other.

Recruiting apprentices out of Bachan, how about the injury when looking back...

In fact, Fang Jun didn’t take this Western Expedition seriously. In his opinion, Chang’an is only more than 2000 kilometers away from Gaochang Kingdom in a straight line.
But he forgot that he set off from Chang'an to Qingzhou last winter, galloping all the way on the post road, and walked for more than half a month.Going to Gaochang country here, not to mention the high mountains and rivers, the traffic is even more inconvenient, relying on two feet to trek, walking alone can be exhausting...

It was spring when I went out, and the poplars and willows were fluttering, but it was winter with rain and snow when I came back.

The wife and children are looking forward to at home, the lover is waiting in the hometown, thousands of miles apart, the two places love each other, there is a person walking alone in the heavy snow, but he also knows that there is a light on in the distance.That's where all the hope is, that's what keeps you alive.

For Yang Liu Yiyi, I can endure the rain and snow...

Fang Jun, who had never been considered emotional, felt a little dejected amidst the surrounding singing.

He took a broken willow branch from Changsun Huan, solemnly put it into his bosom, took a deep breath, clasped his hands together and said to them: "The mountain is high and the water is far away, when the white snow is flying, wait for the sound of my triumphant return! Gentlemen, take care!"

"treasure!"

After all, they are all men, although their mood is a bit gloomy, but they are not as delicate as women, they said to each other that they cherish each other, and they all wish Fang Jun to achieve military exploits and return in triumph!

Fang Jun got on his horse and rode away to Baqiao.

Walking to the end of the bridge, I happened to see a car frame parked not far away. The eldest Sun Chong in armor was saluting to his eldest Sun Wuji. Beside him was a pretty figure, all in white, with a slender waist like a willow, standing indifferently, with a pretty and sad face. .At this time, Fang Jun's gaze was probably felt, his pretty face was raised slightly, and the two clear eyes were intertwined with Fang Jun, a little stunned.

Fang Jun didn't greet Changsun Wuji, but nodded slightly to Princess Changle, then rode his horse up Baqiao and headed straight for the camp of Shenji.

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Outside the Golden Light Gate, banners were flying, tents were stretched, tens of thousands of troops gathered here, people shouted, horses neighed, and there was no end to noise.

Fortunately, the drizzle is continuous, and the rain suppresses the dust that rises up, so that the dust will not linger.But when people stepped on the horses, the ruts were glistening, but the ground was covered with mud, potholes, and muddy water was sprayed all over the body if one was not careful.

As soon as Fang Jun arrived at the Shenji camp, he was told by Liu Rengui that the commander had ordered Fang Jun to go to the commander's tent to discuss matters.

The military order was like a mountain, Fang Jun didn't dare to delay for a moment, he hurriedly asked the direction of Ming Shuai's tent, and hurried away.

In the barracks, laws and regulations are like a mountain, and he doesn't want to leave any excuse for Hou Junji, who always dislikes him...

The garrison of tens of thousands of troops is not only about people, flattery ordnance, food and supplies, piled up like a mountain, chaotic for several miles.

All the way to find the commander's tent, Fang Jun jumped off his horse, and said to the soldiers outside the tent: "Fang Jun, the admiral of the Shenji Battalion, has been ordered to come here."

Fang Jun's name is not only spread among the rich and rich, even in the army, it is also quite famous and powerful.In particular, the Wubai Shenji Battalion beat more than 1000 soldiers of the Youtun camp to pieces, and it was passed on from word to mouth, which was amazing.

Seeing Fang Jun at this time, the handsome tent guard did not dare to neglect, and said respectfully: "The commander-in-chief has an order. Once the Marquis of Xinxiang arrives, he can enter immediately without notification!"

Fang Jun cupped his hands, lifted the curtain of the tent door, and raised his legs to enter.

The sky was already gloomy, and the handsome tent only had two vents on the left and right, and the light became darker and darker.

Fang Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, a little hard to adapt.

A majestic voice sounded next to my ears: "A certain person is willing to be the vanguard of the army, attacking cities and plundering land, pointing directly at Gaochang!"

This man was full of spirit and his voice was thick and thick, what he said made Fang Jun's ears ringing, echoing endlessly.

(End of this chapter)