Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 4299
Niu Jinda helped Cheng Yaojin put on the mountain armor, thought for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Should we make preparations in advance? Fang Er has a very high status and power now, and he is very favored by His Majesty. If he can be captured, It can increase the weight of negotiations with King Jin."

Before the start of the war, capturing and presenting Fang Jun, a big man in the army, in front of the King of Jin is a great gift, which will definitely improve the conditions of the King of Jin.

While tying the silk sash, Cheng Yaojin glanced at Niu Jinda with a half-smile: "That's very good, then you will personally lead the troops to stealthily capture Fang Er alive."

Niu Jinda also took a look at him, grinning: "Hehe."

Cheng Yaojin scolded: "When did this old cow learn to play with his mind? He still tested me, bah! What a fart with your brains, you don't know how to die if you are played to death!"

Niu Jinda snorted, and said: "For so many years, I have always followed your lead and obeyed your words. Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, it is just a matter of your order, and I have never disobeyed it. It is the same now. As long as you decide, I will not Oppose. But no matter what, we are now some people who are not human inside and out, and if we can’t control it, we will be doomed, so some bottom lines cannot be trampled and crossed, otherwise, there is no turning back.”

"Fuck you! You still teach me how to do things with your little eyes? Give me a safe guard at the camp, and I will talk about it when I come back."

Cheng Yaojin cursed and cursed, picked up a sheathed horizontal knife and tied it under his ribs, thought for a while, and said: "Don't worry, I know what you can do and what you can't. Only by doing good deeds in this life can I eat and drink with Lao Tzu!"

Meteor strode out of the camp, and surrounded by hundreds of soldiers, he drove out of the camp at lightning speed and headed north.

……

But now, it seems that the "friendship" has cracked.

Cheng Yaojin was silent for a long time.

Fang Jun took the wine bag, clicked his mouth, and said: "If I can eliminate harm for the country and eliminate you, the biggest potential threat to the court, not only will I not be in trouble, your Majesty may be able to bestow a prince if you wish, do you believe it or not? "

From Duling to the south, there is another land plain, on which is the tomb of Empress Xu of Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty, which is slightly smaller than Du Ling of Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty, so it is called "Shaoling".From Duling to the north, it is Fengqiyuan.

He has always been very optimistic about Fang Jun, and the two parties are very happy to cooperate with each other in many fields.And no matter who will secure the throne in the future, Fang Jun will be a force that cannot be ignored. He never thought of making Fang Jun an enemy.

Only the Shenzhou Fenghua condensed by the Chinese blood that has flowed for thousands of years can survive the vicissitudes of life under this piece of stars and moons, and keep pace with the times.

Fang Jun nodded: "Naturally, but I would like to advise you that it is best to make a decision as soon as possible, because... King Jin will not be able to jump for a few days."

"Uncle Shi, you might as well stand taller and have a long-term vision. We enjoy the glory and wealth brought by the empire, and we should have some thoughts of family and country."

There are lush mountains and forests near the former North Duling of Shaoling, and the remaining gods and stone statues in the cemetery have long been dilapidated after several wars, hidden among trees and grass, and the glory of the great man in the past has long since faded.

But now, under the starry sky, looking at the barren emperor's tomb from a distance, he suddenly felt a little moved.

Fang Jun shook his head, stepped forward to take the wine bag from Cheng Yaojin, took a sip, and said with burning eyes: "The rise and fall of dynasties, the change of imperial power, in this eternal universe is just a blink of an eye, what is it? We should What we do is to leave something in the never-ending Chinese bloodline, so that it will be passed down through the ages with the reproduction of the bloodline, and even after thousands or ten thousand years, there will still be traces of us in the bloodlines of future generations."

"That thing is white and looks like an arrow target. I'm afraid that Duke Lu will ambush his army here. If you give an order to shoot ten thousand arrows, won't I be shot like a porcupine?"

Of course, it was only a slight movement, and it was back to normal soon...

Fang Jun took a sip of wine, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "It's useless to rely on the old to sell the old. Life is the eternal law of the universe. Some things will be eliminated when they are old, and they will be replaced by vitality." Replace it with a more vigorous one. The imperial court has only so much power and status. You think that you can live in a rare commodity, and you can profit from it, but you don’t know how many people are waiting for you to raise troops to join the rebel army in order to replace you. People are old It is inevitable to be confused, but it is really strange to be as confused as you."

Seeing Cheng Yaojin's distressed appearance, Fang Jun smiled happily "hehehe".

Fang Jun sighed, stood up, looked at Du Ling under the vast night, and said leisurely: "Where is the emperor's hegemony now? It's too much to be drunk in the world. Even the emperor's great achievements can be reduced to a piece of dust under the passing of time. What is the little benefit that you and I have pursued tirelessly? After a few years, you and I will perish together with this plant, so what is the meaning of everything we have now?"

Then he suddenly coughed "cough, cough, cough", his black and purple face was flushed, he bent over and almost coughed out his lungs...

Fang Jun said: "Mr. Liang, the governor of Anxi, will not be replaced by hereditary."

Just because he didn't explicitly support His Majesty?

Only when culture becomes belief can it be immortal.

He knew what Fang Jun's ambition was, and he also knew what Fang Jun was going to do. In the past, he felt that those things were too far away and too illusory, without the real benefits that he got, and could not give people a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

Taking back the wine bag from Fang Jun, he took a sip and said, "Tell me, what are the conditions His Majesty offered?"

Cheng Yaojin naturally refused to be at a disadvantage, and immediately retorted.

Cheng Yaojin took another sip of wine, clicked his lips, and said displeasedly: "Don't you even have the minimum trust?"

Fang Jun waved his hand, telling the soldiers to put down their weapons and withdraw twenty paces away.

Cheng Yaojin said angrily, "Fart! Now it's His Majesty who is 'relatives', and King Jin is the one who 'follows the world', so King Jin will win if he attacks His Majesty!"

Since neither His Majesty nor King Jin dared to do anything to him, why didn't he go along with the flow to get more benefits?As long as he does not clearly support one or oppose the other, no matter how the situation develops, he will sit firmly on the Diaoyutai and remain unmoved.

In the middle of the night, the autumn wind is rustling, the half-green and half-yellow vegetation is covered with a layer of dew, the sky is full of stars, and the crescent moon disappears.

As Cheng Yaojin approached, Fang Jun's soldiers were already waiting in formation, bows were strung up, muskets were raised horizontally, and they watched intently, but if there was any movement of Cheng Yaojin and his soldiers, they would immediately counterattack.

A hundred years of life, a fall of grass and trees, delusional thinking of becoming a god and immortality, is it just a dream?
When Cheng Yaojin came with dozens of soldiers on horseback, he saw Fang Jun in mountain armor sitting on the shrine in Duling, taking a sip of wine, looking at the sky, and taking another sip Wine, take a look at the emperor's mausoleum not far away.

Cheng Yaojin also raised his palms and ordered his soldiers to stop. He continued to ride forward and came to Fang Jun before turning over and dismounting, tied the reins to a tree trunk, and raised his feet to come to Fang Jun, and took Fang Jun's throw. The wine bag that came over raised his head so that the wine bag was a few inches away from his mouth, and the wine poured into his mouth, taking a few big gulps.

After thinking about it carefully, he pondered and said, "I want to think about it."

Cheng Yaojin was very angry, and said in a bad mood: "I am very sober, don't think that you can fool me into changing course with your aggressive tactics, your interests are on your majesty's side, so you must support your majesty anytime and anywhere , but Lao Tzu is different, relying on Lao Tzu's meritorious prestige and the tens of thousands of sons under his command, it must be someone else who sends benefits to me and begs Lao Tzu to take it!"

Cheng Yaojin was silent for a long time, and asked: "What do you mean? Assisting a generation of virtuous lords, becoming a lifetime of famous ministers?"

Compared with the "King of Qi" and a series of conditions offered by the King of Jin, the emperor's price is very different, but Cheng Yaojin's expression is unprecedentedly solemn.

The sky is full of stars, and the trees and weeds around are rustling under the autumn wind. Not far away, Duling's overburden is piled up high.

Fang Jun found a dilapidated wall among the weeds. The rammed earth had collapsed, leaving only a few broken green bricks. He sat on it, took the wine bag from the soldiers, unscrewed the plug, and directed Du Ling raised his wine bag to salute the emperor under the mausoleum, then raised his head and took a sip.

"Go to hell!"

After saying that, looking at Cheng Yaojin's ugly face, he asked curiously: "Is Lu Guogong suffering from physical problems these days, or having a stroke, or his thinking is stagnant, and his mind is out of order? It seems that there is a muscle missing in his brain."

Fang Jun threw the wine bag to Cheng Yaojin and asked, "Then why did you come to the meeting? I am a diehard loyalist to His Majesty, if word of the meeting tonight reaches King Jin's ears, I'm afraid it will be bad for your negotiation."

"Bah! I have fought with Emperor Taizong all my life, and I have been wounded all over my body. I have made great achievements and are loyal. How can you juniors be called loyal and traitorous? A group of yellow-mouthed children have no shame."

Fang Jun smiled and said: "Those who gain the right way will help more, and those who lose the way will have little help. If there is little help, relatives will be there. If there is a lot of help, the world will obey. If the world is in harmony, attack the relatives, so If a gentleman does not fight, he will win the battle. Mencius understood the truth 1000 years ago, don't you understand?"

Cheng Yaojin took a sip of his wine, and instead of answering, asked: "In the past, you loved to wear bright light armor, why did you change into mountain armor today?"

Cheng Yaojin managed to catch his breath, threw the wine bag back to Fang Jun, and scolded: "Mother! You are so bad, and you don't even remind me of the strongest wine in your Fang family? You're choking to death, you're in big trouble!"

He turned his head and looked at Cheng Yaojin with unprecedented sincerity in his eyes: "A person lives for a lifetime, and the grass and trees fall in autumn. You and I are both outstanding people for a while. We should always seek something that can still be immortal after death while we are alive." .”

Cheng Yaojin was startled, his eyes widened like copper bells: "What do you mean by that?"

Then, he came to Fang Jun's side, found a stone in the grass, lifted the hem of the armor, and sat down with a big horse.

The autumn wind is rustling and the vegetation is undulating, the desolate mausoleum stands under the night sky, and the young man sits on a stone that remains after the collapse of a divine beast. He actually has a sense of desolation, tranquility, deep and distant desolation...

Fang Jun didn't say much, just said: "Don't be blinded by appearances, you might as well go back and think carefully, I'll wait for your news."

After saying that, he went to his horse and untied the reins, flew on the horse, and shouted: "Drive!"

The war horse let go of its four hooves and galloped on the weeds and barren road, and the soldiers followed behind him.

The sound of horseshoes echoed around the barren imperial mausoleum, Cheng Yaojin stood in place with an uncertain expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)