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Gongshu Yinxue showed a look of relief, and continued to ask: "Then, do you want to visit Xingzhou? Although Xingzhou is not as rich and prosperous as Jinzhou, but the mountains and rivers are stretching, and the surrounding scenery is very beautiful. Didn't you always want to learn horseback riding and archery? At that time, I will hire a teacher for you and let him take you into the mountains to hunt, okay?"

"Hunting?" Gongshu Yinyu's eyes lit up, but he quickly muttered: "But fourth uncle also said that he would teach me, and I want to learn from fourth uncle. He is the most powerful hunter in our Jinzhou. Bigger, you want to teach me to lead soldiers to fight."

Gongshu Yinxue laughed, "Your fourth uncle will naturally follow. After all, Xingzhou is a military center, and it is impossible without a trustworthy general by your side. Since fourth uncle has already made an agreement with you, then you should take care of it." Learn from my fourth uncle..."

The expressions of the siblings quickly became similar. Gongshu Yinyu clapped his hands and said loudly: "No problem! Fourth Uncle is the best hunter in Jinzhou and the general who is best at leading troops in battle. In the future, I will be in Xingzhou The best hunter, the most powerful general in Xingzhou! It's just... Sister, what are we going to Xingzhou for?"

Gongshu Yinxue stood up straight, took Gongshu Yinyu with one hand, then turned around and walked to the expectant Zhong Lichun, and bowed respectfully.

While lowering her head, she shed a hot tear, and the tear fell directly into her azure blue dress, as if a drop of transparent water flowed into the boundless sea. hands.

The bamboo slips were extremely heavy, but her hands still did not tremble.

"Master Zhong, this is my choice."

Chapter 563 Zhongwu

In the most luxurious wing of the public loser, Gao Changgong was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed with half-closed eyes, like an old monk in meditation.

These days, this Jingwu God of War has almost taken root in this room. He doesn’t leave the door without leaving the door, and even the food is delivered by his servants. Gao Changgong also became withdrawn like Gongshu.

However, for the public losers, it is a great honor for Jingwu God of War to condescend to come to the public loser's house to recuperate his injuries. Not only do they not think there is anything wrong with it, but even the old people feel that this wing is still not enough to entertain this great general , I want to vacate a mansion somewhere in Jinzhou just for Gao Changgong...

However, Gao Changgong also very modestly declined the requests of these old people. After all, he came here to recuperate his injuries this time, not to enjoy the blessings.

He stayed in the mansion of the public loser, on the one hand, to facilitate conversations with the family members of the public loser, and on the other hand, because Qin Ke and others are here, and he likes to be lively, of course he doesn't care about so many twists and turns.

Sitting opposite him, Qin Ke finally finished talking about Gongshu Yinxue's appointment as Xingzhou Sheriff, and then quietly looked at Gao Changgong, wondering what he would say.

At this moment, the Qi and blood in Gao Changgong's body have also circulated for a week, and the fluttering Qi around him also calmed down. As he opened his eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Wang Xuanwei's death has worked, this giant of the Mohist family My lord has finally made up his mind."

Qin Ke was slightly taken aback, only feeling that there was something in Gao Changgong's words: "What do you mean? What does this have to do with Wang Xuanwei? How did you make up your mind?"

"When you make up your mind, you make up your mind." Gao Changgong stood up, sat down on the stool next to Qin Ke unhurriedly, and signaled him to pour tea for him with his eyes, "Wang Xuanwei is Wang Xuanwei after all, even though he is no longer here In this world, his strategy is still playing its due role in the Mohist court. A few days ago, I got news that Jicheng was discussing giving Wang Xuanwei a posthumous title, which probably refers to these two words."

He poured some of the tea in his hand on the table, took another sip, and then began to write on the table with his index finger. After a while, the two characters took shape. the power of name.

"Loyalty?" Qin Ke has read a lot of books and knows the dignity of this posthumous title. Since the posthumous title system was passed down, civil servants have literary posthumous titles, and military generals have military posthumous titles. However, there is another posthumous title commonly used by civil and military ministers. That is loyalty.

The posthumous title of Zhongwu can almost be said to be the highest-level posthumous title for a courtier. Even in the previous dynasty, there were only seven people who could have this posthumous title. It was the first time that the Mo family gave this title to a courtier. One can imagine.

But Qin Ke still didn't feel happy, just shook his head, sighed and said: "Wang Xuanwei is already dead, so what's the use of giving him a good posthumous title? Is it possible that he can be resurrected from the dead and come back to life again?" Can't make it to the court?"

Since leaving Jinzhou, he can be said to have witnessed Wang Xuanwei's obscurity and sacrifice all the way. On the battlefield that day, his eyes pierced through time and clearly saw the future. The man in black would stand in his way. In front of you, then reality really happened.

He witnessed Wang Xuanwei's passing... twice, and perhaps the experience he experienced was deeper than anyone else's.

In fact, he didn't understand why Wang Xuanwei wanted to save himself, maybe it was out of pity?Or, he just wanted to spoil Xiang Chu's good deed?

But no matter what, the grace of saving his life is worth Qin Ke remembering him for the rest of his life.

However, Gao Changgong and Qin Ke obviously didn't think about the same thing. For Gao Changgong, the death of Wang Xuanwei certainly deserves his respect, but the series of things that will happen in the court of the Mohist family is what he must consider as the general of Jingwu matter.

"Of course posthumous titles are useful. At least one posthumous title of Zhongwu can be regarded as proof that Wang Xuanwei's actions in this life have not been denied, right? More importantly, this posthumous title is also very meaningful to living people." Gao Changgong Said in a deep voice: "If it's just about adding a posthumous title, I'm not sure, but today Gongshu Yinxue's appointment as Xingzhou County Magistrate just turned my guess into reality. If I'm not wrong, no matter what Whether Wang Xuanwei received the posthumous title of Zhongwu, or whether Gongshu Yinxue was appointed as Xingzhou county governor, these are actually a signal from the Mohist court."

"So?" Qin Ke stared at him blankly, and Abu next to him also looked like he was being educated humbly. Looking at his actions, it seemed that he wished to find a roll of bamboo slips to record with a knife and a pen.

"Pour the tea first." But Gao Changgong just stopped, looking at Qin Ke with a smile on his lips.

"..." Although Qin Ke was annoyed by Gao Changgong's style, he poured him a cup of tea honestly, and then said in the most sincere tone, "Go on."

Gao Changgong chuckled, feeling that getting along with these children was a great joy, and said: "The Mohist family is probably going to change their methods."

"Reform?" Abu's eyes narrowed, knowing the weight contained in these two words, "Brother Chang Gong, what do you mean... The giant wants to take advantage of the death of General Wang to uncover some things, and then bring the Mohist dynasty back to the country. Do you want to rearrange it again?"

"It's not unusual." Gao Changgong said with a smile: "Wang Xuanwei himself has always been the most loyal supporter of the Mohist reform. This can be seen from the reforms he has continuously implemented in the Mohist army. Yiyou's military advisor, Sun Boling, also holds the same opinion as him."

"But the problem of the Mohist school is not the victory or defeat of the army, but the system of the court. If the system does not change, the army will definitely be burdened by the court. This time Zhao Kuan's defeat by the Tang army is an example. It's just that the Mohist giant has always I can’t make up my mind, and the matter of reform has been delayed again and again, and it has never been put on the agenda.”

Qin Ke nodded thoughtfully: "Perhaps Wang Xuanwei's death gave him a little stimulation, so he finally doesn't plan to run away this time, and wants to fight hard?"

Gao Changgong looked at the two with relief, and was very satisfied with their growth. It seems that the more than one year of travel was not in vain: "Since the reform is going to be carried out, a group of key ministers who support the reform are naturally needed, otherwise the reform is just empty talk. After Wang Xuanwei's death, who can take on such a big responsibility?"

"Sun Boling?" Qin Ke followed Gao Changgong's words and said the answer.

"That's right, but one Sun Boling is obviously not enough, but Sun Boling is a big banner. Behind him is a group of forces that support Wang Xuanwei and support the reform. Confucianism and Legalism, this group of people is still weak."

"The giant of the Mohist school also knows this deeply, so it is natural to make some preparations in this regard."

"Gongshu Yinxue made contributions in this battle, and Gongshuo had some friendship with Wang Xuanwei back then. Even if she thinks she doesn't belong to any faction, I'm afraid others will regard her as a member of Wang Xuanwei's faction and promote her as a leader. The governor of the state is equivalent to adding a force to Wang Xuanwei's faction."

"Besides her, I'm afraid the Mohist school will make many moves in the future, the purpose is to elevate the reformist faction so that it can compete with Confucianism and Legalism."

Although Qin Ke felt a little headache when he heard it, he still had a lot of understanding of the context, but because of this understanding, he sighed: "It seems that Yinxue can't do things safely."

He has also seen such things as infighting in the court with his own eyes. In the case of destroying embankments and flooding fields in Jingwu, I don’t know how many people were displaced, and I don’t know how many officials were killed. Those blood still lingers in his sleep from time to time. He was wandering in the middle, if Gongshu Yinxue got involved, would he really be able to protect himself wisely?

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up seriously.

"What are you doing?" Gao Changgong stood up and asked.

"I have to tell Yinxue that this county governor of Xingzhou can't be." Qin Ke wanted to open the door as he spoke.

"Come back! What are you going to do? This matter is already a foregone conclusion. Besides, do you think that in the position of Gongshu Yinxue, does she really have the right to refuse?" Gao Changgong said in a stern voice, "Don't think that the surname is Zhong. The woman played the trick of 'choose as you please', thinking that there is really room for change in this matter, if I guessed correctly, there should be nothing written in the bamboo slips tied with a white ribbon."

Chapter 564 The Confusion of Practice

"Ah?" Qin Ke stared, "Didn't write anything? Then why did she say that?"

"Of course it is to see Gongshu Yinxue's determination." Gao Changgong sneered: "Since she is a talent who wants to assist the reform, if she doesn't have this determination, how can the giant of the Mo family trust her?"

"But……"

"Behind Gongshu Yinxue is the public loser in Jinzhou, not her personally." Gao Changgong interrupted Qin Ke, "Although the public loser has declined, the centipede is dead but not stiff. Once it rises again, it can still become A force. Moreover, the public losers have been looking forward to returning to court for many years. Now that they have such an opportunity, they will definitely support the reform with all their strength. This momentum cannot be stopped by Gongshu Yinxue, and it is impossible to stop it, because even if he changes Get rid of her, and the public loser will still have someone else to do it."

Gao Changgong tapped lightly on the table with one hand, and half closed his eyes: "If you want Gongshu Yinxue to avoid this storm, unless you can make Gongshu Yinxue give up Gongshuo and follow us to Jingwu, But do you think she is like that?"

"She..." Qin Ke lowered his head, not knowing what to say.He thought on the spot for a long time, the expression on his face kept changing, and finally he put down his hand to open the door dejectedly, and sat back in front of Gao Changgong dejectedly.

"Ake, don't worry." Abu patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's not necessarily a bad thing. After all, the giant is the leader of the Mohist court. He is determined to reform and has made preparations for it. Miss Gongshu may not meet him What trouble."

Gao Changgong grinned: "Hey, Abu got the point. Qin Ke, you are also concerned about chaos. Reform is indeed a dangerous thing, but it is not the public loser who is in charge of this matter, but that Sun Boling and him. The giants behind, if this is the case, how can there be so many swords and swords? And for the public losers, once the reform is successful, they will be the new backbone of the Mohist court, and they will definitely have a place in Jicheng in the future, but the public loser Yinxue can't say There will be more officials and nobility, and maybe there will be an iron-clad duchess in the future."

"But what if it fails." Qin Ke asked back: "I don't believe there is such a good thing as a steamed bun falling from the sky."

Gao Changgong shook his head and said: "Even if it fails, the public loser will still not be a pioneer who stands on the cusp of the storm. According to my estimation, the worst result is that the public loser Yinxue will be dismissed as the prefect of Xingzhou, and the public loser will be devastated again. This kind of thing, the public loser has already experienced it once, and he is familiar with it, but the real troubles should be the giants and Sun Boling, and then... I am afraid that the road ahead will be cleared with blood."

Qin Ke finally showed a smile.

He doesn't care much about Juzi, nor does he care much about Sun Boling. In his opinion, these two people have nothing to do with him... Although it is true that he was saved by Wang Xuanwei, he is not stupid enough to deal with court affairs. He thought he wanted to return this love to his student Sun Boling.

He only hoped that Gongshu Yinxue could live out his life in peace, even if he didn't have a high official and rich salary, so what?

Better than dead.

Gao Changgong observed Qin Ke's appearance for a while, couldn't help but sighed and shook his head and said, "Obviously it's something that affects the world, but you don't care at all. I really don't know whether you should say that you are innocent, or that you are simply not suitable to be involved in these things. ..."

"I think I have both." Qin Ke shrugged, not feeling that what Gao Changgong said had any derogatory meaning to him, "I'm just a common man, how can I control the world?"

At this moment, Cai Yan yelled from outside the door. It sounded like he was telling him to go out and join in the fun. With Gao Changgong's consent, Qin Ke happily opened the door and went out, following the man in the red dress. The girl disappeared all the way to the end of the corridor.

The sound of silk and bamboo outside the door was pleasant, Gao Changgong sat on the chair and waved his hands, saying: "Forget it, you will naturally understand in the future."

Then he looked at Abu and asked with a smile, "Where did you teach you yesterday? Do you want to take a day off today and you go out to join in the fun?"

Abu shook his head and said: "Forget it, I still want to continue to study and practice. Brother Chang Gong, I practiced the halberd technique several times yesterday, but I still can't grasp the trick. I always feel that something is wrong, it seems..."

"It seems that... the halberd in his hand is about to fly out?" Gao Changgong raised his mouth slightly, and leaned casually on the chair.

"Yes! That's how it feels!" Abu didn't expect Gao Changgong's words to point out the confusion in his heart. He immediately became happy and heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that there must be a solution to his confusion.

He knew early in the morning that the weapons of the war god of Jingwu were not limited to long spears, and his halberd technique was not necessarily weaker than that of the overlord Xiang Chu. With such an all-knowing and omnipotent teacher, Abu considered himself the luckiest practitioner of Qi and blood in the world. It's not an exaggeration.

"I thought you would experience this feeling later, but now it seems that your growth has far exceeded my imagination." Gao Changgong smiled, and was naturally pleased with himself, a hard-working student.

After a pause, Gao Changgong asked: "Then, do you know why this feeling occurs?"

Abu shook his head, and answered honestly: "I don't know, maybe it's because I'm weak in energy and blood, so I'm still lacking in the halberd technique taught by Brother Chang Gong?"

Gao Changgong shook his head, patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and said with a smile: "Abu, I can teach you halberd technique, spear technique, and even tactical formation. You can only rely on yourself, but you can only believe in this point."

Abu lowered his head in shame and said, "Yes."

"In my opinion, the reason why you feel this way is that your energy and blood practice has reached the bottleneck of breaking the mirror at the third level. Although it should be some time before you reach the level of the little master, if you take this step now, you will definitely be able to It will be helpful for the use of qi and blood in the future."

Then Gao Changgong made a conclusion, "Your halberd technique is already different from what I taught you. Since you saw Xiang Chu's halberd technique that day, you have gradually deviated from the routine I taught you and started to go the way Xiang Chu did. "

"Ah?" Abu was a little surprised, followed by a burst of shame and panic, and kept apologizing to Gao Changgong, "I was wrong, brother Changgong, I didn't mean it, I just saw Xiang Chu using the halberd that day, subconsciously... ..."

"Who said you were wrong?" Gao Changgong rolled his eyes, "When will you be able to change your temperament? What is the purpose of your practice? Could it be to be a follower of me, Gao Changgong, and to practice like me? the same thing?"

Abu looked at him weakly, not daring to say that he really had this idea in his heart.

Gao Changgong's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts. He patted the table and sighed: "Abu, you have to understand that your practice is not for me, but for yourself. You and I are not the same people, just as my swordsmanship is not weak. But I still invited Mulan to teach Qin Ke Qijin sword. Although my spear technique seems violent, it implies thousands of changes and is elusive, while you are simple and thick, with a natural strength, which is more suitable for you The halberd technique of opening and closing. You can understand it yourself, which is very good."

There was a bit of joy on Abu's face, but he held back and said, "Thank you Brother Chang Gong."

"Thank you, you did a good job." Gao Changgong said with a smile: "As for the problem you mentioned, it's not that there is any problem with your own practice, but it's just that the weapon is too light."

"Too light?" Abu opened his eyes wide, never expecting this to be the reason.

Gao Changgong looked at Abu scratching his head in confusion, and suddenly burst out laughing. He didn't explain too much, but slapped him hard on the generous back, making him grin his teeth.

"Don't look at me with this expression. The halberd thrown by Xiang Chu is now in the camp. I have already said hello. You can go and get it directly. Try it yourself, and all problems will be solved..." Gao Chang said respectfully.

Chapter 565 A Lively Banquet

It snowed all day and didn't stop until night.

Although it was still cold and windy outside, and most ordinary people hid in their houses to keep warm at this time, the mansion of the public loser was full of heat.

The snow on the ground has already been cleaned by the servants, and even the ventilating door is tightly covered by the screen. The fire in the stove is burning fiercely. Some old people who are afraid of the cold are leaning against the stove in cotton-padded jackets, feeling the warmth , with a peaceful smile on his face.

As for the younger Gongshu Yinxue and his uncles, they could no longer hold back, and began to come and go at the wine table, and even dragged in many juniors, each of them looked drunk and blushed. , swaying.

Because of Gongshu Yinxue's appointment as the prefect of Xingzhou, the celebration banquet has lasted for an hour and a half, and the troupe has been singing and dancing on the stage for a long time, but it seems that they never intend to stop, even outside the door. The guests rushed in, prepared impromptu gifts, box after box, and box after box were sent to the yard.

"Boss Tong of Tongfu Inn! Gift! Five hundred gold!" The servant who reported the gift was still standing upright, his face flushed like fire.

Although things like burning hot stoves have existed since ancient times, compared with giving charcoal in the snow, it lacks a sense of sincerity, but it also represents the current status of the public loser, which is always pleasing.

Qin Ke, Cai Yan and the others huddled on a remote table, and they were also slightly drunk, with a blushing rippling from their faces.

"You lose, you drink, if you don't drink, did you have a son..." Gao Yishui is not a practitioner of Qi and blood, so although he drank heavily, he was not able to drink enough, his words had already begun to knot, and the hazy fog in his eyes made him unable to see clearly. scene, but I don’t know why I became angry and shouted loudly, “I said it’s a good drink, but you still want to play tricks!”

Then he rushed forward suddenly, bumped into a jujube tree in the yard, rolled his eyes, and fell down on the spot.

Qin Ke and the others were startled at first, and then they laughed hahaha. They simply refused to help, and let Gao Yishui snore alone in the grass. If someone looked carefully, they would find Gao Yishui's body Underneath was another person, obese and blushing, it was Zhao Qian, a student from the Imperial Academy who went out with the army, the one whose nickname was Xiaoqian.

Not long after, Gao Yishui turned over and muttered, "This pillow is soft." Then he snored again.

There were more than [-] Taixue students who accompanied the army this time. After the great battle, eight of them had been shrouded in horse leather and served the country with their bodies.

Among those who survived, some went to Xingzhou to assist Zhu Ran, and some were brought to Jinzhou by Gao Changgong. They were not allowed to leave the barracks until these few days. Just in time for this big banquet, they naturally seemed a little presumptuous .

"Ake! Done this cup! I thought you died in the Tang Dynasty. Swords and swords... To be honest, I was almost peeing in the battle that day, and I always felt that the next knife would cut me on the head, hey , I didn’t die, but there were about seventy or eighty Tang people who died in my hands. Alas, what a pity, Ban Xiaozhuo next door, do you remember? The one who likes to eat sesame paste... woo woo woo, I saw with my own eyes that Xiao Zhuo was stabbed to the bone by a few beasts from the Tang Kingdom, and trampled badly by a troop of cavalry, but I couldn't even take his body back..."

The building is already drunk, laughing and crying for a while, sitting on the stool stubbornly, drinking one bowl after another, every time he drank it all in one gulp, Qin Ke felt frightened while being bold, for fear that he would take the He drank himself to death.

In fact, Qin Ke also understands that after experiencing such a huge life and death, everyone felt like a knife was stuck in their chest, and the slightest movement caused pain. Those friends who read, played, watched theaters and drank together are still there They smiled at them in their memories, but in a blink of an eye, they dissipated like bubbles.

After the grief of the death of relatives and friends, what makes people dare not face it most is fear, as if there is something that can never be retrieved. From then on, there will be one less person by your side, and the road ahead will be more lonely .

Wine is a good medicine for healing. It can not only kill the toxins attached to the wound, but after entering the stomach and intestines, it can also make people look back temporarily to look carefully at what they have lost.

like a dream.

However, Qin Ke also found that there was a person at the wine table who seemed a little silent. He neither fought wine with others, nor cried and laughed. He just sat quietly by the side, drinking the fiery wine slowly, Then he looked at the babbling troupe on the stage, fascinated.

"Zhang Mingqi, what's the matter?" Qin Ke sat beside him and asked.

Zhang Mingqi was a little surprised, it seemed that it was an accident why someone would suddenly sit next to him, or why someone would suddenly call him who was sitting in the corner, but when he saw Qin Ke's face clearly, he showed a very simple and clean expression. Smiling, said: "It's you."

Qin Ke nodded: "They are all fighting for wine, why are you sitting in this corner drinking alone? Are you still unable to get along with them as before?"

"Get along?" Zhang Mingqi looked at him and shook his head, "It was beyond my expectation. You may not know that before I left Jingwu, I got along well with them. But you should Know that people like me will always be separated from them, although many times even I forget this."

"Why do you say that?" Qin Ke disagreed, "Everyone is a very good person..."

Zhang Mingqi laughed at himself, bowing his head and drinking like an old man: "You know, I drank this kind of wine every day, even on my birthday, I booked the whole restaurant, and the banquet was almost All the people I like. At that time, I ate at the best restaurant in Jianye City, and the cakes had to come from the three major dim sum workshops to catch my eye. I used weavers for any robe. I can't weave a few feet of fine silk in a year, and often when I say I'm going out, the servants have already prepared for me the most powerful horses in Jianye City..."

He waved his hand, signaling Qin Ke not to speak, and then said: "I said this, not to show anything in front of you, in fact, I have nothing to show now, and now, just such a jar of wine, I have to It takes a year's salary to drink it, and even if you sell me, you can't afford the food and drink on the table. I'm a poor man now, and I have nothing but a humble life."