At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 194 Qingzhou Hou persuades peace

"That's Qingzhou City?"

Yuwen Yulou was riding on a horse, with Xiudong and Chunlei slung around his waist, looking into the distance.

Under the gray sky, there stands a towering city, which is taller than Xiliang City and about the same size as Shangdang City.

The morning breeze was blowing, freezing cold, and the mist was lingering. Countless armored soldiers could be vaguely seen standing on the Qingzhou city.

She has not traveled around the Central Plains seriously yet, and usually stays in the Marquis' Mansion. Even when she goes out with Xiao Han, they only wander around the three counties of Xiliang Prefecture.

Therefore, he was quite unfamiliar with the areas outside Xiliang Prefecture.

"Yes."

Xiao Han nodded: "Let's go."

After turning a few corners of the mountain, the road became flat and every now and then one could run into vendors and farmers heading into the city.

The further they went, the more carriages and pedestrians they saw, but everyone in the group was dressed wealthyly, so the vendors and pedestrians all retreated.

At this moment.

The tightly closed Qingzhou city gate suddenly opened, and two teams of armored soldiers walked out, standing on the left and right.

A carriage slowly came out of Qingzhou City and stopped in front of Xiao Han and his companions.

The coachman got down from the carriage, took out a stool from the back, opened the curtain, and a man walked out with his body hunched.

It was the Marquis of Qingzhou.

The marquis and the concubine walked out together. When they landed on the ground, Xiao Han looked at the marquis and the concubine.

Somewhat unscrupulous.

The peaks become more majestic.

The waist is slender.

The skin is like mutton-fat jade.

She was wearing a green long skirt, a white cloak on the outside, with her long black hair tied up, and she was standing next to the Marquis of Qingzhou.

The unscrupulous gaze of the man opposite her made her feel a little uncomfortable, so she turned her head and looked elsewhere.

This young man is far more terrifying than the Marquis of Qingzhou.

That extremely aggressive gaze seemed to be able to see through his heart.

"My Lord, long time no see."

The Marquis of Qingzhou remained the same as before, as if he had not noticed this scene. He spoke to Xiao Han with a slightly bitter smile on his face.

"The Marquis of Qingzhou came here specifically to wait for me?"

The man in white robe on horseback raised an eyebrow.

"Yes."

The Marquis of Qingzhou nodded: "I am shameless and want to persuade you to stop."

Although Qingzhou Hou is a member of the royal family and nominally Xiao Han's uncle, with a higher title, but in front of Xiao Han.

I don't dare to put on airs at all.

In just less than two months, 200,000 Xiliang cavalry were stationed on the border of Qingzhou in Xiliang, overwhelming Xie Xuanli, the Marquis of Zhenbei, to the point where he was almost unable to breathe.

What could the Qingzhou soldiers under the command of the Marquis of Qingzhou use to fight against the Western Liang cavalry, which were armed to the teeth and could even overwhelm the Jizhou cavalry in a head-on confrontation?

He is not like those fools like the aristocratic families and censors in the court, who can distinguish the important from the unimportant.

Those guys are tens of thousands of miles away and are not afraid of the Xiliang sword, but Qingzhou and Xiliang are adjacent, so the Lord of Qingzhou is afraid.

"If Xiliang continues to confront Jizhou."

The Marquis of Qingzhou advised: "Both sides will suffer losses, and the Northern Wei will only gain an advantage. When the Northern Wei army marches south, the whole world will be devastated in an instant."

"Why don't I take the middle position and mediate between the two marquises?"

"Qingzhou Hou should stop worrying about this."

Xiao Han shook his head: "I have said that Buddhism is not allowed in Jizhou. Could it be that you want me to take back what I said?"

"this."

The Marquis of Qingzhou was speechless.

"Don't worry, Lord Qingzhou."

“I can’t control other places.”

Xiao Han said calmly, "As long as I am here, the Northern Wei will never set foot in Xiliang." "Are you really unwilling to give up?"

Marquis Qingzhou was somewhat unwilling.

"Instead of wasting time here with me, you should go and discuss with the Marquis of Zhenbei."

He looked unhappy. "Marquis Zhenbei was the first to deploy 200,000 troops on the border between Xiliang and Jizhou. If we stop here, where will this marquis's face be?"

"Where is the dignity of the 200,000 cavalrymen of Xiliang?"

"That's all."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Xiao Han, the Marquis of Qingzhou gave up the idea and thought to himself, let them fight, anyway, Xiao Han and Xie Xuanli will die first.

"Master Hou."

The man in white robe on horseback said leisurely, "According to seniority, I should call you Imperial Uncle. Two hundred thousand cavalrymen from Xiliang are watching us. My Lord, please don't be partial."

This sentence is almost a threat.

If Qingzhou dares to provide Jizhou with food and military equipment, the tens of thousands of cavalrymen stockpiled at Qingyou Pass may not attack Jizhou but directly trample Qingzhou.

"I am tired."

The Marquis of Qingzhou nodded: "I don't intend to get involved in the affairs between Xiliang and Jizhou."

After saying this, he took the concubine on the carriage and returned to Qingzhou City. The city gate that had been opened was closed again, and all four gates were locked tightly.

"Hoohoo."

The cold wind was howling, sand and stones were flying, and many dead branches and leaves were swirling between heaven and earth.

The dark clouds lingered and did not disperse, and looking around, the sky and the earth were all gray and white.

On the official road outside the south gate of Qingzhou City.

A young girl in a goose yellow dress, carrying an ancient sword with a sheath on her back, followed by five old monks wearing cassocks and holding Zen sticks, walking through the mud towards Qingzhou City.

I come from Shadow Mountain, the contemporary walker of Shadow Mountain that spans three states, Liu Xuanxuan.

The five old monks were three of the four great holy monks, and the other two were the abbots of Shaolin Damo Temple and Vajra Temple.

Liu Xuanxuan stopped and looked up. Seeing that Yuanfen Qingzhou City was closed, her eyebrows knitted together. A solemn look appeared on her pretty face.

"coming."

The old monk stepped forward with his Zen stick and stood in front of Liu Xuanxuan. He sensed an ethereal aura.

This energy has locked onto their group.

"Qingzhou is the end of Buddhism."

"This Marquis will give you one chance to leave now, but you won't die."

A murderous voice rang in their ears, and a powerful internal force swept over them, creating a violent wind that made several old Buddhist monks lose their minds.

Liu Xuanxuan, who had the weakest cultivation, had a slightly pale face.

There was a hint of shock in her eyes, and she wanted to find the source of the sound, but found nothing.

"Steady your mind."

The old monk beside her spoke, put a hand on Liu Xuanxuan's shoulder, and injected some gentle internal force into her body to suppress her spirit.

"Amitabha."

The old monk's eyes opened wide, and a powerful internal force burst out from his body, and his robes rustled.

He slammed the brass Zen staff in his hand heavily to the ground, withdrew his hand from Liu Xuanxuan's shoulder, and put his hands together, like a furious Vajra.

He roared like a lion, and shouted, "I greet you, Lord."

Visible ripples of Qi spread in all directions, and wherever they went, the old monk's shouts echoed for a long time.

It was like thunder, the earth and the sky shook, and the wind and snow broke.

"Humph!"

A cold snort.

The Buddhist Lion's Roar was broken, the old monk's face flushed, and then he involuntarily took a half step back.

His chest heaved, his internal energy became chaotic, and his blood and energy surged up, almost bursting out.

Fortunately, his cultivation was strong and he was able to suppress the surging blood, only a little blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth.

"What a terrifying cultivation!"

(End of this chapter)