Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 282 Chi Xiao
The Yellow River meanders around the Houtao area in the Xia Kingdom, and then flows southward in a mighty way. A huge river line cuts across Yongxing Military Road and Hedong Road like a sword.

The two armies joined forces on both sides of the Yellow River. The slower water surface was covered with pontoons and ferries. A military camp was stationed on the bank. The soldiers moved the Taishi chair. Han Shizhong sat on the chair with a golden sword and started from him. You can directly see the water of the Yellow River from here.

After a while, Gao Feng led a team of civil servants to Han Shizhong and said:

"The Lord sent someone to report that the river can't be crossed until noon at the earliest, and when the envoy he sent called the Lord, he said "Your Majesty."

Han Shizhong's face twitched, and he turned back to look at Gao Feng, wondering about the meaning of those two words.

"I didn't hear that the Lord is already at Yongxing Military Road, so what?"

"I haven't heard anything about him, but... if this happens, will we be left behind?"

Everyone has been following Liu Ling since Yandi. Once they really take a step slow on this matter, everyone will feel uneasy.

"You have to think of a way to remedy this, right?"

Gao Feng asked tentatively. He told Han Shizhong this to let the latter make up his mind. Han Shizhong glanced at him and sneered: "It's easy to say. The yellow robes and jade seals that were originally made have been destroyed in private. , where are you going to get it now?”

"My lord has always admired military merit. Our contribution this time is not small, so we will definitely not do it."

Gao Feng thought about it seriously and felt that Han Shizhong's fallacy was right.

Han Shizhong shook his head and sighed.

Gao Feng's face turned green. He had also started studying in the past few years and knew that these four words were not good words.

He twirled his fingers and deliberately didn't finish his sentence.

"That guy Qu Duan sometimes makes sense."

"Crying children have milk to feed. The Lord has a lot of things to do. There is no one in the army who has not yet received military honors. We have to do something to make him remember."

"Didn't we get a sword the day before yesterday?"

"Yes."

Both of them were high-ranking figures in the Han army, and they were thinking sadly about how to keep up with this "conquering the dragon".

"Isn't it too fake?" Gao Feng was a little embarrassed.

"Let people go to the fishermen along the coast and tell them to start fishing immediately. The one who catches the biggest fish within an hour will be rewarded with a thousand pieces of gold!"

"Shut your stinky mouth and don't say a word."

"You want a sword hidden in the belly of a fish?"

"What will the commander-in-chief do?"

Han Shizhong stood up and rubbed his hands.

"You don't care if he's fake or not, even if it makes the Lord laugh, that's fine."

They were speechless for a moment and stared at the roaring Yellow River in front of them, lost in thought.

Gao Feng was stunned for a moment. He was the one who reminded Han Shizhong to take strict control of this matter. Han Shizhong didn't wait for his answer and said directly: "You can't think of such a bad idea. We must really dare to put a robe on him today." , it’s hard to say”

"Hurry up and find the craftsman. You have to do it privately. Let the craftsman make my sword old and engrave it on the sword."

After all, Han Shizhong had been at the bottom of the military for many years. His veteran temperament showed up, and he immediately had an idea in his head.

"what?"

Gao Feng silently recited those eight words in his heart and asked tentatively: "I accept the order."

"Shut up now!"

Han Shizhong slapped him on the forehead and scolded him in a low voice: "Use big seal script, engrave it with Chixiao."

"I haven't seen Han Shizhong and the others for a long time. I really miss them. I think they are waiting anxiously on the shore."

Liu Ling stood on the bow of the ship, with the endless water in front of him. It was noon, and the water was sparkling. Although there was no hazy fog in the evening, it still looked a bit more majestic. "Cao Cao used to write poems across the river, which led to a great defeat at Chibi. Today I am crossing the Yellow River as if I am in an uninhabited country, but not a single soldier from the Song Dynasty can come and stop me."

He didn't look back and said: "The Song Dynasty obviously had the most households, the most money and food, and the largest land. However, when Gu went south twice, he wiped out all the Song people's northern warriors. When he comes next time, he will definitely kill them all." Go to Bianjing to drink horses and talk to the officials of the Song Dynasty. "

The man standing behind Liu Ling had a face full of vicissitudes of life, and his temples were already a little gray. Listening to Liu Ling's energetic words, this man noticed that Liu Ling had more gray hair on his temples than he did.

"Aren't you tired, Your Majesty?"

Ma Kuo asked.

"Fighting in all directions, you will definitely be tired,"

Liu Ling turned around and leaned against the edge of the boat. The soldiers on both sides immediately looked over nervously and tensed their bodies to prevent him from falling.

He patted the railing on the edge of the ship and sighed: "But no matter who I tell you, as long as you are a little tired, you can dominate a party, I think everyone will be willing to do this."

"The Song Dynasty and the scholar-bureaucrats jointly governed the world, but in the hands of the officials, it became what it is now."

Ma Kuo shook his head and replied: "Actually, ten years ago, officials were still wise rulers. At that time, the sea, rivers and rivers were clear, and every household was clean."

"Every household has no food to eat. What about flowers, rocks, and taxes? Do you really think I haven't heard of them?"

Liu Ling pointed at the Yellow River in front of him and said: "I grew up in the north. Although the people in Yanjing are not as elegant as Bianjing in the Song Dynasty, it is still a prosperous place. I also lived in the city of Yanjing at that time. It was extremely difficult. There was a piece of dry biscuit at home. Even if it was a meal for my wife and I, at that time, the two of us would not feel bitter if we shared a piece of biscuit.

My wife is always reluctant to eat the cake and saves the cake for me to eat the next morning.

I’ve thought about it since then.”

"You want all the people in the world to have food to eat?" Ma Kuo answered sensibly.

"No, I swore at that time that I would never let my wife and I go hungry again."

Liu Ling patted the railing gently, and the waves of the Yellow River rose. The water waves smashed against the bow of the boat, and the sound of waves continued.

He said calmly: "If I am still a commoner in Yandi, what will the world do to me? The most important thing in life is to understand in my heart that when I really become the emperor one day, I also know how this emperor's position came to be. Figure out what you want to do first, and then you can take care of others.

The official family of the Song Dynasty has plenty to eat, but he may not even know how many children he has or what their names are. How can such a person lead the people of the Song Dynasty to live a better life? "

"But."

Ma Kuo said slowly: "I heard that the Han Dynasty does not have an Eastern Palace now?"

Liu Ling closed his mouth and looked at him calmly. Ma Kuo still had a faint smile on his face at first, but what was hidden deep in the former's eyes was that he was no longer the general who commanded an army before.

Seen, seen, killed;
The spirit of fighting and iron horses, the luxury of palaces and lofts, the success and failure of countless heroes and heroes, the throne covered with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and even the so-called beauties in the world, which emperor's harem can compare with those in his back house? the quality of?

Liu Ling has seen too much in the past five or six years. After seeing too much, he became numb.

He doesn't love children because he often sends other people's children to the battlefield with his own hands, watches them die in front of him, and then encourages the next group of people to continue doing the same.

A moral person would not do this, and a conscientious person would not do it again and again.

Now, all that's left is.
The emperor was angry and laid down millions of corpses.

This is not a fact that can be distorted by any thinking or concept. Even if Liu Ling's own thoughts still occasionally subconsciously reject this kind of arbitrary behavior, he is now the symbol of the highest authority of the Han Dynasty.

The past is like smoke and clouds, gradually twisting into an emperor.

He looked at Ma Kuo, his expression unchanged, but this look made the latter's legs weaken and he knelt down.

Ma Kuo knelt down in front of him, managed to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "I am lucky enough to have received your majesty's kindness and escaped from prison. I can even serve as an official in the Han Dynasty and boldly speak out. I would like to ask your majesty to decide on the country as soon as possible, so as to clarify the truth." Shuo, please ask your Majesty to settle down in the East Palace as soon as possible to appease people’s hearts.”

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Liu Ling's face again. After a moment, the latter chuckled.

"I want to see it again, there's no rush."

(End of this chapter)