Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 573 Fengming is in the sky at this moment, and flowers bloom in the sea at that time

  Outside Xiangyang City, beside the ancient road, under the leaves of the bamboo forest, on the mat of white grass.

  The five people from Lushan got together again, but Pang Tong was a little unhappy.

  It’s no wonder that Fei Qian was alone at first, and then Pang Tong and his gang got together, although sometimes they made some harmless jokes, and sometimes they just took a small gamble on a certain issue...

At most one silver bean, even the poorer Xu Shu doesn't think much of it. Therefore, what they value is winning or losing, the level of vision, and the accuracy of judgment, not that point. Luck.

   But now, it is clear that Pang Tong is going to become a lonely person.

Therefore, Pang Tong was not in the mood to answer Fei Qian's question, mainly because these things had already been discussed before Fei Qian came back, so in fact, Xu Shu and the three of them knew the result of the discussion, and Pang Tong didn't bother to discuss it again. Once repeated, anyway, even if Pang Tong doesn't say anything, when they arrive in Bingzhou, Xu Shu and the three will talk about it...

  So Pang Tong said lazily: "Is it north of Bingzhou... Anyway, that's it..."

   "..." Fei Qian was still a little unwilling to give up, and continued to ask, "...What about the south?"

  Pang Tong narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head and said, "... the south... anyway..."

   "..." Fei Qian was silent for a while, nodded, and said, "Understood."

  Pang Tong, Xu Shu and others showed a kind of smile that everyone understands and understands tacitly, um, it’s still good, save more trouble...

   Otherwise, if you find someone who can't turn his head quickly, Balabala can't tell the priority after talking for a long time, can they still have fun together?

  There are many kinds of things, some can be said but not done, and some can be done but not said.

  The barbarians in the north obviously belong to the kind of people who can say what they can't do...

To the north of Yinshan Mountain is the endless northern desert. Although it is not completely a desert terrain, the water source, rainfall, and overall climate are not suitable for the current Han Dynasty technology and labor conditions, except for a few oases that are suitable for grazing. Go down to migrate and live, so it is worthless land, I am afraid that no one will have any interest in that piece of land.

   Therefore, it can be extended to the underside of the Yin Mountain at most, relying on the old Great Wall left over from the former Qin Dynasty for defense, and it will stop here. Of course, in terms of slogans, you can shout as loudly as you want, but if you really cross the Yin Mountain and break into the desert, this, I really feel that the pace of death is not fast enough...

   Conversely, in the south of Bingzhou, there are things that can be done but cannot be said.

  The world is going to be in chaos, that's right, basically all people with front-line intelligence can basically see such signs. The authority of the royal family is constantly declining, and the local weight is constantly increasing. This result will inevitably lead to conflicts, and eventually become the model of the Zhou Dynasty, and then the model of the Warring States. This is a lesson learned, and it is not very difficult to understand things.

  But it’s good to know about this matter, and I can’t say it.

Not to mention that Pang's advocacy is the study of Huang Lao. Under the deer mountain and in the wooden house, he has learned from Pang Gongyou to some extent. Although Pang Gong did not clearly state that these people belong to his disciples, in fact everyone I think so, even when the Pang family members came, they brought some daily necessities to Pang Tong, and when they used it for daily expenses, they would not forget to bring some to the other people.

  So outside, these people must also consciously maintain Pang Gong's reputation.

   Therefore, the world is in chaos, and it is time to start counting the emperor. If this is spread, it will be really...

  At this stage, even Eryuan thought in his heart, but he still didn't dare to say it. It was not until Emperor Xian was bullied that there was no prestige of the Han family. Yuan Shu in history took the lead and tried it out. It's to overstep this matter...

  So, it can be done, but it must not be said.

  Especially in front of court officials who say something about chaos in the world, believe it or not, they are immediately arrested and treated as yellow turban thieves? The world is in chaos, and the three Yellow Turban brothers first said that the sky is dead. This kind of political principle error is naturally impossible to make.

  Fei Qian’s previous questioning was actually to take this opportunity to check the gentry’s attitude towards the current government. It turned out that the prestige of the Han family is actually quite deep-rooted.

   Therefore, Fei Qian said, I understand.

   Therefore, Fei Qian is now aiming at defending his home and country.

   Therefore, what Fei Qian did was to maintain the status of the Han Dynasty.

   Therefore, the flag of righteousness held high in Fei Qian's hands to recover the old land and guard the frontier must not fall...

   At least, nominally, it has to be.

   Feiqian raised the wine glass in front of him and said: "I am inexplicably grateful for your kindness, and I just take this wine as a respect!"

After everyone had finished drinking and the attendants added more, Fei Qian said again: "The friendship between Lushan and the mountains is engraved with concentration. You may be a little high or low, but you are friends for life, regardless of who you are. This wine is a respect for our friendship." !"

  The second glass of wine, everyone also drank together.

   Fei Qian picked up the third glass of wine and said to Pang Tong: "We are going here, we are going to each other, I don't know when we will return... I wish Shi Yuan can spread his wings as soon as possible, and sing for nine days!"

  Pang Tong laughed, picked up his wine glass, and said, "Okay!" Then he drank it down.

  Pang Tong put down his wine glass, stood up unsteadily, flicked his sleeves, and chanted as he walked:

   "The four males are Peng Peng, the eight Luan are Qiang Qiang.

   "Four Musongs, Eight Luanes.

   "Zhongshan is full of Qi, and the style is Tren's return.

   "Ji Fu wrote the recitation, and the silence was like a breeze.

   "Zhongshan will always be pregnant, to comfort his heart..."

Walking while singing, maybe he felt that his interest was exhausted, or maybe he didn't want Fei Qian and others to see his sad state, but Pang Tong didn't turn his head, walked back while singing, and then climbed into the Pang family's ox cart, So he asked his servants to turn around and return to Jingxiang.

  Fei Qian knew the meaning of the lyrics excerpted by Pang Tong, and also understood the meaning, so he stood up, raised his glass, looked at Pang Tong's figure who was leaving, and chorused loudly:

   "The autumn wind is bleak, and thousands of troops are wandering.

   "The people of the past will be far away, expressing their feelings with songs.

   "Have a glass of wine and drink freely, don't be a son and daughter mourning.

  “While winter is approaching, warm spring is coming.

   "Nan Mian near Jianjia, carve and sharpen the talent in the chest.

   "The wind and sand blow up in the northern desert, and fight against the beacon tower.

   "Here we go to Huaiyuan Road, I will never forget Lushan House.

   "The phoenix sings in the sky at this moment, and the flowers bloom in the sea at that time!"

Pang Tong sat on the bullock cart and walked all the way. At some point, his face was full of tears, his facial features were all wrinkled together, he bit his lip forcefully to hold back, and let the snot and tears flow on his face, but he didn't wipe it off, just kept his back. Facing Fei Qian and the others, he raised his hand high and waved it...

   It's actually September...

   Counting with fingers, the author has been squatting in the Chongzuo valley for more than half a year...

   And actually continue to squat down...

   There is a sentence mmp I don't know whether to say it properly...

  (end of this chapter)