Chapter 1614 Snow Flies in the World

Jiang Wang hid in his mansion in Xiashan Mountain, refusing to allow outsiders and not even keeping any servants.

After asking Yu Liyang to take a seat in the courtyard, he went to bring four jars of wine.

After thinking about it, I brought two more jars.

The fragrant snow osmanthus, which is hard to find, has also been moved here. In the courtyard, proudly facing the wind.

Of course, the scent of osmanthus cannot be smelled now.

The so-called "the floating mountains are old and the fragrant snow withers" refers to the two most famous osmanthus trees in the Eastern Region. In addition to the moving scenery, the former is soothing and the latter is pleasant.

A low bluestone table stood under the osmanthus tree, with two futons like jade carvings.

Jiang Wang brought some more iron berries and some pastries before kneeling down opposite Yu Liyang.

From the beginning to the end, Yu Liyang just knelt and sat quietly under the fragrant snow and osmanthus, like a figure in a meticulous painting, himself in the scenery... watching Jiang Wang busy coming and going.

At this time, Fang said: "I didn't expect that the courtyard of Marquis Wu'an was so quiet."

This was their first meeting since the Ancestral Temple was dedicated.

Before presenting gifts to the Ancestral Temple, they had never met each other.

Yu Liyang stood too high, and Jiang Wang was far from qualified to drink with him at that time.

"There is nothing left to do except practice." Jiang Wang said warmly: "I am used to being undisciplined, so I don't need to serve you."

Six jars of deer singing wine are lined up beside the table, like six white deer facing Xue Gui.

Not to mention the taste, just the jar containing the wine is extraordinary.

The whole body is jade-colored. If you tap the altar wall with your fingers three times, the jade-colored color will slowly fade away, and the bottle will become transparent, revealing the amber-like liquor. After three breaths, it will return to jade color.

It is the so-called "White Deer Hidden Forest".

The overall shape of the wine jar is that of a white deer kneeling on all four legs. The antlers on both sides are particularly delicate. Hold one side on each side and twist it in the wrong direction before unsealing.

The deer's lips are the mouth of the altar, and the antlers are the two wine glasses, which are called "antler bottles".

This wine must match this bottle to have an endless aftertaste.

Jiang Wang unscrewed two antler bottles with his own hands, filled them with wine, and then only made a gesture of invitation without saying anything else.

Yu Liyang picked up the wine bottle and took a gentle sniff, first looking for the fragrance, then sipping it carefully, tasting the alcohol slowly, and finally drinking it to the full.

Playing with the antler bottle, he had a look of joy on his face. Man Sheng said: "The wine of the Eastern Kingdom is drunk in Lushuang. The best wine of Lushuang is 'Xunlin'. The best product of 'Xunlin' is called 'Luming'. The annual output of this wine is only twenty jars. It’s hard to get it, but Marquis Wu’an actually has these things in stock... you can see them here.”

"Actually, it's hard for me to buy it myself." Jiang Wang said, patting the two altars near his hand: "These two altars were won by me in a bet with General Yan Po of Yi State."

Of course, he didn't say what he was betting on.

He patted the two altars in front and said, "These two altars were given by my good friend Yan Fu."

The gift of Marquisship given by Young Master Yan can be loaded into ten carts. Two jars of Lu Ming wine are indeed nothing.

He paused and pointed to the two jars in front of him: "These two jars... are some wine that Yan Fu brought when he came to my place for a gathering a few days ago. At that time, there were still two jars left untouched by Lu Ming, so I moved them all. Out."

The so-called inventory was almost all collected by Yan Fu, and he was a little embarrassed. He stopped talking and poured wine for Yu Liyang.

To put it into detail, not only the wine, but also the entire table were gifts from others.

Of course, the iron berries were given by Lian Que, and those pastries were all brought by friends. Among them are the crescent cakes made by Jiang Wuhua, the prince of the East Palace.

Of course, even this Xiashan Villa is originally built with great emphasis on Xuan Sheng...

Hearing the words Yan Fu on the left and Yan Fu on the right, Yu Liyang paused and naturally thought of the reception he had received in Bei County in the past few days. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The Yan family is indeed very good..."

Lord Jiang felt the same way.

So they touched the antler bottles and drank one cup at a time.

The two of them were drinking and chatting like this, feeling quite happy.

The clouds pass through the clear sky, the wind passes through the empty courtyard, and people are also drunk.

Just a few rounds of drinking.

Yu Liyang looked at Jiang Wang and suddenly asked, "Don't you ask me why I came to visit Anlebo today?"

Jiang Wang invited Yu Liyang to drink, but he actually had no other ideas. It just happened that the weather was nice, I was in the mood for wine, and I saw that this man was a charming person, so I wanted to have a drink with him, that's all.

It was rare for him to be so spontaneous. In the past few years, I have been driven by tangible and invisible pressure almost all the time, and I have no time to relax.

At this moment, he just poured wine and said with a smile: "What kind of person is Yu Shangqing! You can meet whoever you want, so why do you need a reason?"

Yu Liyang smiled, raised the bottle and said, "Let's have a drink!"

Jiang Wang naturally accompanied him.

After finishing the bottle, Yu Liyang smiled lightly and said: "An Lebo is a smart man and knows that it is inappropriate and not safe to see me now."

"He is another person with only a little cleverness. He doesn't know that in the eyes of Emperor Qi, he doesn't exist at all, and he doesn't care about what he does. Whether he is really happy or not, he is hiding his clumsiness and pretending to be stupid. , it’s not harmful at all.”

"You're right...I just suddenly wanted to see him today."

"I wonder what he would say if he saw me."

"I want to ask him if he has ever felt guilty."

"I want to see what he looks like today and how he is different from what I saw thirty-three years ago..."

Yu Liyang said a lot, and then stopped suddenly, probably because he felt that there was actually no need to say anything. In the end, he just said "ha", "Actually, it is difficult to be free in Yandao."

Jiang Wang just listened quietly and didn't speak.

But Yu Liyang asked again: "Whose order does Shang Yanhu have by recklessly launching the Changluo Jue Formation and causing trouble and chaos in the world? Do you think the Marquis of Wu'an knows this?"

Jiang Wangdao: "I did see the Marquis of Beixiang take out the Imperial Seal of Xia Ting at that time."

"It's An Lebo's order." Yu Liyang said: "Shang Yanhu, like the Xi Meng Mansion, are staunch imperialists. Such a thing would not be done unless An Lebo said it himself."

Lu Ming wine gurgled in his blood, but the drunkenness had dissipated. Jiang Wang said softly: "That's it."

Judging from this, Sicheng is still alive and well today, can still be awarded the title of Anlebo, sing and dance... The emperor really gave Yu Liyang too much face.

And the same dead person, under the premise of saving Si Cheng, caused trouble and rebelled against fate. In the end, it was attributed to King Wu Sijiao instead of the Queen Mother Xia. It is probably related to Yu Liyang's will.

"An Lebo wants to activate the Changluo Jue Formation, and King Wu acquiesces. An Lebo wants to blame the Xi Meng Mansion, and King Wu acquiesces. An Lebo also wants to blame the Queen Mother, and King Wu acquiesces... But I can no longer agree. Zhengdao Zhen Lord, in the sixteenth year of the Zhu Kingdom, this is the only thing I have not agreed with King Wu.”

Yu Liyang looked at Jiang Wang and said, "This is why I'm sitting here today, drinking with you."

Jiang Wang didn't know what to say, so he poured wine.

Yu Liyang didn't know what he thought of for a moment, his eyes looking into the distant sky were as passionate as water waves. He sipped the wine gently, his posture was really gentle.

He smiled and asked: "A person has dedicated his life to the country, and even his life has been turned into firewood. After such a person dies, shouldn't he be disturbed anymore, should he be left in peace?"

"She should be respected." Jiang Wang said.

"Every day during the Shenwu Era, she worried about the future of that country. In thirty-three years, she never had a day of leisure. The Xia Kingdom was built in ruins. When it fell into ruins, she would not be able to survive. "Yes." Yu Liyang said slowly: "The Queen Mother is like this, and so is the Xi Meng Mansion."

The Empress Dowager Xia was burned in the fire, and the Xi Meng Mansion was killed by tens of thousands of troops. They are all silhouettes of the collapse of the thousand-year-old empire. So disillusioned.

"The so-called hero." Jiang Wang raised the antler bottle and poured it down gently in front of the fragrant snow osmanthus: "I will give you a toast from a distance."

The amber-like liquid soaks into the soil, exuding a long-lasting fragrance.

Yu Liyang's eyes were complicated: "Even Jiang Wu'an, who became a prince in the first battle, is willing to give them respect. I think they will be happy if they know about it."

Jiang Wang said sincerely: "My military exploits are a matter of luck, but their deeds will remain in people's hearts forever."

"I was wrong. If they know anything about it..." Yu Liyang leaned forward and said faintly: "They will definitely find a way to get up and kill you."

This sentence is really scary, especially coming from the mouth of a True Lord Yan Dao.

Especially...you don't know if he is joking or not.

But Jiang Wang just filled a bottle of wine and said, "I will definitely run away."

Yu Liyang sat back and said calmly: "The loneliness in good times is more unbearable than in bad times. If you can hide and practice in such a hot time, the Marquis of Wu'an is not your end... The future is promising. Xia Guoruo still Now, I must not let you live."

"Let's take it as complimenting me!" Jiang Wang smiled bitterly and added: "Actually, I have never thought about becoming a marquis and becoming a prime minister. Yu Shangqing said that the future will be like, but I don't know what the future will be like. I just try my best to do a good job. What I can do well is just to move forward step by step.”

"Oh? Where is the front of Marquis Wu'an?" Yu Liyang asked.

"a place far away."

Jiang Wang paused and then said, "Maybe it's not that far away anymore."

Yu Liyang then stopped asking. Then he said, "You killed Yi Shengfeng, and Tian Anping forced Ren Qiuli back. These people all came from the South Dou Palace... Did you know that the Changsheng Lord also took action?"

Jiang Wang smiled bitterly: "That's not a level I can get involved in."

"Do you know who is blocking Lord Changsheng?" Yu Liyang asked again.

Jiang Wang shook his head.

Yu Liyang said slowly: "True Lord Blood River."

Jiang Wang looked up in shock.

The Blood River Sect is the largest sect in the world and has been responsible for suppressing disasters for many years. It has a very special meaning in itself.

True Lord Blood River will appear on the Qixia battlefield, which shows that Cao Jie has already prepared for the Changluo Jue Formation!

In other words, Jiang Wang's credit for suppressing the disaster must be discounted. With or without him, there would be no problems with the disaster.

If this matter is clear, Jiang Wang can still be granted the title of marquis based on his military exploits, but he will definitely not have a settlement of 3,000 households.

However, Emperor Qi completely ignored these and did not discount the reward at all.

What a reward!

So, why?

Why is the incident of True Lord Blood River stopping Lord Changsheng of Nandou Palace completely missing from the military news?

And why is Yu Liyang talking about this matter?

Even... why is it True Lord Blood River?

Jiang Wang remembered that True Lord Xuehe had previously traveled with True Lord Shendu Wei Xun, and teamed up with three other strong men to enter the sea and cut off the dragon's horns with thousands of eyes and return. Since he has a personal relationship with Wei Xun, it is a bit strange for him to intervene in the Qi Xia battlefield and help Qi State stop the Changsheng Lord.

"Why him?" Jiang Wang asked.

"Perhaps you should ask Cao Jie, because I don't know." Yu Liyang said calmly: "I'm just telling you what you should know, so that you, the great genius of Qi, can become more loyal and earn the title of Emperor Qi. It’s just a favor.”

Jiang Wang vaguely felt that there was still a huge secret hidden in this matter.

Anything involving secrets is bound to be bad, and it is often something that his small body cannot bear.

God has mercy on him, he just wants to drink wine today!

He peeled an iron berry and ate it. Then he said, "If I should know, General Cao will tell me."

"The Changluo formation thirty-three years ago may be related to the True Lord Xuehe..." Yu Liyang turned his head and looked at the green fragrant snow osmanthus beside the stone table, and said casually, "When you know the inside story, you might as well tell me, I am also curious."

Without waiting for Jiang Wang to respond, he asked again, "What does it look like here when it blooms?"

"Like falling snow." Jiang Wang said.

Yu Liyang sighed, "Today we meet, I should drink osmanthus with wine!"

He waved his robe sleeves lightly.

But the green color of the tree suddenly turned into snow.

The white petals fluttered and fell, dancing like dancing. For a moment, I really didn't know whether it was snowflakes or osmanthus.

A petal of osmanthus just fell into the deer horn jar... amber wine filled with the first snow.

Yu Liyang raised the wine jar and made a slight gesture.

Jiang Wang then raised his cup and drank together.

What a true lord!

The flowers change with every move, and the red lips and white teeth are the youth.

At this moment, Yu Liyang, with a rare innocent smile, as if afraid of waking someone's dream, asked softly: "How is it?"

"It is beautiful, and the fragrance is also very fragrant." Jiang Wang said honestly: "But I don't know why, I always feel that it is not so appropriate."

Yu Liyang was probably drunk, looking up at the falling, snow-like osmanthus, and said in a leisurely voice: "I often wonder if there is a greater power in the world that can change these?"

He retracted his gaze and said to Jiang Wang: "People, the timing of appearance is very important."

With a flip of his sleeves, he stood up and walked out of the yard. He only said: "The wine is very good, goodbye!"

There was no sound in the yard for a long time.

The Marquis of Wu'an of Daqi sat quietly in the flying snow.

…

…

Snow is a pure image.

Snow sometimes also represents a deep sorrow.

On January 24, Jiang Wang stood with Chong Xuansheng, his arm wrapped in white cloth.

Behind them were 767 soldiers from the Victory Camp.

Everyone had their left arm wrapped in snow.

In front of them was a tall tomb with the inscription: Victory.

There was no inscription on the tomb.

There was really no word that could record the fate of fighting side by side for dozens of days and traveling thousands of miles.

On the battlefield of the Xia Camp, the Victory Camp experienced a replenishment.

At that time, 547 people died in the battle, and later they were supplemented by selecting the best from the coalition forces of the Eastern Region and the surrendered troops of the Xia Kingdom. After the full complement, dozens of people died in the Minxi Corridor, and in Sang Mansion... only 836 people were left.

Of these 836 people, 69 people did not survive the injuries.

So the last ones left were these 767 people.

Their future is safe, and the wealth each person has plundered on the battlefield is enough to enjoy for a lifetime.

Chong Xuansheng has contacted the families of those who died in the war one by one. The Qi military contacted them once and gave corresponding compensation and condolences. Chong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang provided compensation again in the name of the Victory Camp.

In addition to dividing the wealth they plundered on the battlefield of Xia, they were also given the status of a good family son of the Great Qi or extraordinary opportunities according to their different family situations...

But can these heal the pain?

There is no answer.

The cruelty of war cannot be fully expressed in words, and sometimes it is only reflected in people's sad hearts.

Jiang Wang and Chong Xuansheng stood in front of this common tomb. They had done everything they should do, and there was nothing else to say after the sacrifice.

"Are you going to the Jixia Academy tomorrow?" Chong Xuansheng asked.

"Yes." Jiang Wang replied.

There was silence after that.

This is the best cemetery that can be found on Ganma Mountain.

Xu Fang, a famous scholar who lived a miserable life, was also buried here.

The wind blows.

The white flag still waves, and the withered grass falls.