After Liutingxi prepared everything, he came to the east gate of the city wall. The terrain here is high and the things on the avenue outside the pass are clear at a glance.

At the sight, it is Bashangyuan, where the imperial army set up camp. Bashangyuan is surrounded by snow, and there is a fan-shaped mountain in the middle. At the peak is the village where Liutingxi once lived, that is, Bashangyuan Village.

From a distance, the village houses are like pigeon cages, scattered in the heavy snow, very withered and dilapidated.

"Master Liu, just because of the dilapidated village, we should come out and find a way out, right?"

"Yeah, you're going to survive!" Liu Tingxi looked at his follower Wan Yunke and said in a deep voice.

At this moment, the snow was drifting like goose feathers. Although it was noon, the vision was very hazy. Looking around, the grandfather of Liutingxi said angrily: "Xizi, we can't live here!"

Hum? Liu Tingxi raised his eyes and looked at him blankly, saying, "Grandpa, should we take the initiative to attack? What if..."

"There is no in case, only by moving forward desperately can you have a chance to survive!" Liu Huanshan said gritting his teeth.

Immediately afterwards, he told his grandson Liu Tingxi one by one the old past events that had been afflicted for decades. This story was like a bolt from the blue. When Liu Tingxi heard this, he suddenly burst into flames in his heart, and his anger was like a volcano erupting, rushing thousands of miles away.

That night, he picked out the most elite soldiers and formed a commando named Cheetah. There were not many members, and 800 people were all elite generals. They wore white clothes and white hats, and sneaked into the court tent in the night...

Bang, bang... the crisp sound of breaking someone else's neck came one after another. Liu Tingxi and others surrounded him without any effort.

Suddenly, he shouted loudly: "The bold thief dares to rebel against the court and murder the officers and soldiers. People come, why don't they take them down!"

"Yes, the prince, the humble one, are captured."

At the command of the Baili Dog, the officers and soldiers waved their weapons together, swish, dangdang... The swords and swords were slashed on the armor, and the silver coldness passed through the night sky, and the soldiers and soldiers were corpses all over the ground.

Kill him! The man wearing official feathers... Liu Tingxi ordered his men to pounce on him. He himself put a bow and pulled the strings and shot at the Baili Dog on the platform.

Bang! Bang, two poisonous arrows flew over, hitting the chest with one arrow and the forehead with one arrow. The Baili Dog hit a soldier from the Liu family's corps with one palm, and he also fell in a pool of blood.

This snowfield battle lasted only two hours, and another team of the imperial court had collapsed under Liu Tingxi's command.

"You, I won't kill you. Go back and upload a letter to the emperor. Liu Tingxi, Qianjiang Prefecture, is incompatible with him!" Liu Tingxi took out an arrow, tied it up with Xinhan and brought it to Baililang.

"I am the one who shares the country after Liu returned to the mountain!"

What happened? What is the relationship between Liu and Beimo? Baililang's hands were trembling with Xinhan.

"Report to Your Majesty, I have heard that there was indeed a general named Liu Huanshan among the founding ancestors of the northern desert. However, it is really not clear how His Majesty Gaozu squeezed him away." Kang Ningzhe, the prime minister of the two dynasties, said slowly.

"Oh, is it that Liu is here to take revenge? What should I do?" Baililang said anxiously.

"Your Majesty, if this is the case, it is better to agree to his wishes. It is okay to share the country!"

"Who is talking nonsense there? Drag it out and beat the fifty military sticks!" the emperor was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stared at him.

On this day, there was something that made Bai Lilang feel panicked - the sentencing Northern Tang to report that Empress Dowager Tang's wife was very powerful, and Daliang and Mu Qi had both turned it over to her... This news was enough to be a bolt from the blue and she was frightened.

"Dear friends, today I heard that after the death of the Northern Tang Emperor Fei Yunxiao, the Empress Dowager Tangyuan made up her mind to take down Daliang in one fell swoop, and Muqi and the two countries... uh, I wonder if you have any precautions?"

"Your Majesty, you are worried about it. I, Beimo, have never been continuously promoting the southward migration plan over the years... Haha, if she had the ability to stop it, she would have been a long time ago!" The right-handed prince Minar said contemptuously.

"Prime Minister Mi's words are wrong... The plan to move south has not made any progress. Isn't this enough to show the power of the Northern Tang Dynasty? Now, we can't underestimate that... that dumpling!" said Yin Sanhe, the chief assistant.

"Haha, I'm worried! I have a trick to penetrate the North Desert. Don't worry, sir!" Minar smiled, even a little deviant.

"Oh? Lord Mi Xiang, have you planned it long ago?" the emperor said happily.

Minar's proud and sarcastic expression made the people in the palace hate him, but he dared not show it.

Xia Tian, ​​the Minister of War, interjected: "Mr. Mi is always a clever idea. With your cunning, you have no other intentions except to admire your humble position. If possible, please let me reveal some suggestions, and humble position can also be made."

"No, I have never miscalculated my decision!" Minar hummed his nasal voice and said confidently.

"What plan? I can't even say orphan?" Baili Lang said unhappily.

"Oh... Your Majesty, it's not that the old minister doesn't discuss with you, it's really inconvenient to disclose it. However, the old minister can guarantee that the people of the Communist Party of China will be able to make the southward migration plan immediately after the matter is completed!"

Seeing the right prime minister Minar so confident, Emperor Baili Lang smiled. But the ministers were sweating...

"Since that's the case, I will temporarily agree to the Liu family and give Qianjiang Prefecture the border area to the Liu family's fiefdom!"

"What is the title of the emperor who promised him?" the ministers asked.

"In the bitter and cold land on the west side, then the King of Xiliang!"

The emperor was wise and an imperial edict relieved his anger. Some of the officials of the Northern Desert court relaxed their hearts, while others were full of anxiety.

The Minister of Revenue Zheng was full of concern. Such an emperor, prime minister, and the Beimo Kingdom was about to decline soon.

After getting off the court, Lord Zheng walked home in a depressed manner.

"Shou..." A carriage stopped beside him.

"Oh, Lord Zheng, why are you here alone?"

“You are?…”

The other party smiled heartily and said, "It's like the wind, I'm a fellow countryman of the adults. I wonder if you still remember it?" The Holy Lord Huankong said with a smile on his face.

Zheng Chunhe was stunned for a moment. He couldn't remember that he had such a fellow countryman, but it was inconvenient to deny it. Facing the varied male god, the sacred master Huankong, he could only respond. The suspicion in his heart made him stare at the other party with his eyes... thinking.

This is Yanyun Street in Kyoto, Beimo. The Holy Lord Huankong has come here many times to explore information, and his eyeliner is directly placed next to the emperor. Therefore, the Holy Lord is really convenient for the life experience of the officials in Beimo.

This time, Zheng Chun and Lord of the Ministry of Revenue, are the God of Wealth in Beimo. If you want to understand the national conditions of Beimo, the first thing is the economy. The support of the Holy Lord Huankong to his disciple Empress Dowager Tang is really meticulous and sincerely loved.

As long as it is something useful to Empress Dowager Tang, no matter how big or small, the Saint will do it personally, for fear of misunderstanding and affecting her government affairs.

Now, he had just returned to Northern Tang and had not had a rest. He heard that the mysterious woman was involved in the economic case, so he rushed to the Beimo Kingdom thousands of miles away.

"Come on, come on, Lord Zheng, it's better to meet me by chance than to invite me. I'll invite you to drink and talk about the friendship between my fellow countrymen. How about?" The Holy Lord smiled and said sincerely.

"I wonder if my brother Taiwan just said that we were from the same hometown, but An Ping's people?"

"No, Brother Zheng, we are closer. Anping is vast and Tongchuan Village. Our two families are closest. Aunt and Xia and brothers have asked me to bring you a gift!"

As he said that, the Saint Master took out a pair of green cloth hard-soled boots from his backpack and handed them over. Lord Zheng's eyes suddenly shed tears, and he took them tremblingly, covering his heart for a long time.

Now, Zheng Chunhe completely believed that he was the eldest son of the Ru family in the same village. In fact, the eldest son of the Ru family had passed away General Rufeng, but Zheng Chunhe had been away from home for many years and had few contacts with the villagers. He did not know what Rufeng looked like.

After a banquet, Zheng Chunhe and the Saint were already in love with each other. Without a distance, their sense of closeness immediately burst out. The Saint also savaged many affairs of the Northern Desert court from him.

Including Baililang's edict was issued to recruit the Liutingxi Corps, the King of Xiliang.

"Yeah, this is a good thing. At least the people on the border have saved disasters. The wars are constantly coming, and the people who suffer!"

"Yes, no one wants to live a war-torn life! But how can you enjoy peace in your life!" Zheng Chunhe said dullly.

The two of them had an hour of this meal. The Holy Lord Huankong not only found out that the Beimo Emperor was a weak and unscrupulous person, but also found out that the internal strife in their border areas.

"Well, you can't ask too much, so as not to be suspicious." The Holy Lord was thinking in his heart, and suddenly heard Zheng Chunhe ask, "Brother, you see that you have a good conversation, don't know which industry you are engaged in?"

"I'm going all over the world and doing some silk, jade and other businesses. We won't... Hehe, just make a living." The Holy Lord Huan Kongqian said.

"It's good to do business... you don't have to guess what others think, you live a relaxed and comfortable life!" Zheng Chunhe said enviously.

"Brother Zheng, your official position should be very big, right? Well, high-ranking official, of course you have to worry more about it and feel accomplished!"

"Uh, is it the Prime Minister?"

"No, not..." Zheng Chunhe remembered the man who looked like Minar during the morning court.

I felt a little worried in my heart and couldn't help but curse: "I don't know what kind of capable people have sent to the north... Humph, moving south... just him?"

The Saint raised his glass and said, "Hey, brother, don't be upset. What about the affairs of the government? Drink wine, drink sprinkles..."

...

Rimu, after breaking up with Zheng Chunhe, the Saint Lord hurriedly met Qian and Baililang next to Baililang. The informant met and confirmed something, and then returned to Yunxi Inn.

He had just arrived at the entrance of Yunxi Inn and saw a soft sedan chair coming, and then a woman wearing a veil walked down from the sedan chair. The Saint was about to withdraw her sight, but he found the maid behind her, pulling a half-grown child by.

Child, that figure seems very familiar? The Holy Lord was stunned for a moment and rushed over...

(To be continued) Original by Yu Heiyan
Chapter completed!