The dream of the cloth is in the autumn night, and the country is in front of you.

Majestic and majestic, with wind and clouds surging, is it the hometown of Shandong? That young man with both civil and military saw Marshal Geng Jing in Juyi Hall for the first time, and he fell in love with Lin Chujiang and Zhang Anguo's brothers allied with blood and shared the same hatred for the enemy: "Kill the thief!" Lu Feiqiu, the horse was made, and his bow was astonished as a thunderbolt.

That brave and brave boy, on behalf of Tai'an Rebel Army, accepted the invitation of Song court. On his way back, he heard that the traitors caused the disintegration of the rebel army. He decisively went against the storm. His horse swept into the Jin camp like the wind, yelling "Kill the thief!" with one blow, the thief was killed, and the four seats were shocked, and the heaven and earth changed color... The banners of the year were surrounded by ten thousand men, and the golden cavalry crossed the river for the first time!

The young man with red cheeks and blue eyes was not only not depressed by the collapse of the rebel army, but was increasingly excited because of his return to the Southern Song Dynasty. His mentality was as strong as a beast. In the court, he talked loudly and confidently presented the "Ten Essays of Beauty" and "Nine Proposals" and "Ten Words on Praise of Rong" and "Nine Proposals"—

The court praised the energetic young man, "the eyes are shuttled, which is enough to reflect the pride of a lifetime, and the back is loaded, which is enough to carry the weight of the four countries." The emperor reacted particularly fiercely, and was so surprised that he held his hand repeatedly: My dear, I also want to recover the lost territory and avenge the shame. You are at the right time! You have no hesitation to be appointed as the commander... When the Jin army invaded the territory, the invasion caused the disaster of life. Fortunately, the young genius was commanding the Han family with 100,000 ships, towering the towers, shouting "Kill the thief"!

The young man became famous in one battle, fought again in the gods, fought three battles and attacked Huanglong, and captured the Jin Emperor alive to meet the emperor. After that, after the matter was done, he left, fished in Bixi, or returned to his hometown, drank with Chujiang, sipped tea with Ji Jing, and sucked shrimps with those juniors, asked about fame and fortune, and replied "killing the thief"... The young man in his life had a half life to do, and smiled and returned to the first piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the cottage with a smile, thought leisurely, would I be a literary master who was delayed by the war? I could return to this original intention of dancing and writing...

Just as I touched the strings, my fingers suddenly felt like a sharp shock, something was wrong!?

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The old monk rings the bell in the middle of the night, and the candle shadows in the empty hall are messy. He tries his best to look back. He sees the vague beauty of the bronze mirror. Is that fake or a dream?

A flash of the spiritual platform, doubts and illusions—the young man's efforts to make the decisions were only the coldness and defense of the court. The emperor used all his talents to rectify the towns—

In fact, although there is a gap, he is willing to accept it. Chuzhou's poverty alleviation, Jiangxi's bandit suppression, Hunan's military management, and every position is dedicated to its duties and strives for perfection. But so what, there are countless treacherous and impeachment swarms. The court is far more dangerous than the rivers and lakes. The river head is not a bad storm, and it is difficult to travel on the road! He keeps taking office and resigning, and the excitement of "killing thieves" is really a slap in the railings and no one responds! He is sometimes afraid, and he is finally getting further and further away from the front line...

Qianshan, Piaoquan, maybe people are in the lonely adversity, and there will always be endless inspiration. He found that he could also express his original intention in lyrics, or express his anger in writing, so he also used this kind of joy in suffering... I saw the green mountains so charming, and I guess the green mountains would be like this. The fragrance of rice flowers said good fortune, and I heard the sound of frogs. I like the rogues most, and I lie on the head of the stream and peel the lotus pods... Alas, everyone knows that my lyrics have feelings, who knows that my sword has murderous aura!? I am finally a general who was delayed by poetry and songs!

He was idle and was entertained by himself. It turned out that decades of this kind were the norm? He was unwilling to give up and always wanted to "kill the thief". He waited for the launch and needed to make contributions. He finally caught up with the Kaixi Northern Expedition in his late years, but he unexpectedly met a group of "comrades-in-arms" with their own ulterior motives? Yuan Jia had a candle, sealed the wolf's servant, and won a hurry to visit the north!

Finally, the image of a junior and that young man gradually overlaps, which can help him realize his ideal of saving the northern people from water and fire. However, the great achievements are probably the Lord who will be afraid of the court... I hate this body and prevent him from going to Maqi Mountain to give the junior guidance to the young man to fight openly and secretly... If there is another wave, the innocent people will suffer. No, no, I can get up and hold the armor and sharpness for the Song Dynasty!

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What kind of love should be so that at the last moment of life, I still abandon all my worries about myself and startled to shout "kill the thief" and worry about the country and the people...

"You'an!" "Dad!" Wife and son could not call back. Amid the sound of "killing thieves", the sad Xin Qiji passed away without having time to leave any other last words.

"What a pity!" Xin Qiji passed away at the critical moment of expanding the war. Han Tuozhou's recovery of lost land once again became a slogan that was inconsistent with reality. When he heard the news, Han Tuozhou, who was whipping to the north, sighed and lost his best comrade, but he did not know that Xin Qiji's "hate this body and stop me from killing the thief" before his death was not a strong desire to respond to him, but was just sad that he could not go back to Shandong to fight side by side with Lin Qian...

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The autumn wind is bleak and the celestial phenomena are blurred.

That night, on the observatory platform in Maqi Mountain, Ju County, Shandong Province, Wang Min and Chen Xu were planning for the war. Suddenly, they all changed their expressions and looked at each other with pale faces: "Which general star has died in the southeast!" They were afraid that Bi would encounter old age and illness again, and they were afraid that Yang Songxian would be seriously injured and unable to cure it.

"It's Xin Jiaxuan..." Lin Qian's voice sounded in his ears. Recently, there has been a lot of movement in the south. The Lin Qian case reports frequently spread. It seems tense and fierce, but most of them are mobilization matters of "reinforcement" - but those reinforcements are really better not to be allowed, as it is bad news when they come.

Unexpectedly, this one is the most shocking among the many bad news.

"Senior Xin..." "Xin Da Ciren?!" Wang Min and Chen Xu were both shocked and calmed down for a moment, and they felt more regretful. Xin Qiji was a senior of Shandong military like Wang Min. He could fight the world with martial arts and his idol of scholars like Chen Xu. He could write and move the world.

For Lin Qian, it is obviously more meaningful. He was once an enemy who was resolute in his childhood, but he was also a benefactor, confidant, and fellow disciple who later pointed out the way. He had already laughed and eliminated his grudges and only sighed that the times had missed it. Now that he saw that his ambitions had not been fulfilled, he felt a vague empathy in his regrets.

"Guan Zhong and Xiao He are not as good as the talent of Xin Jiaxuan's king. It's a pity that his fate is ill-fated and his talent is useless." Lin Qian gave Xin Qiji such an evaluation with a respectful tone; he was silent for a moment, looking at the sky falling from afar, and he promised in his heart, Senior Xin, you have nothing to do, but the torch of the Shandong righteous army will be passed down in the hands of the younger generation...

"Han Tuozhou's treacherous minister! He is so powerful that he can mobilize troops to silence the people and endanger the country. Die quickly!" He couldn't help but curse again.

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At the end of September and early October, from Fang Xinru falling into a trap to Han Tuozhou falling into a trap, in just a few days, many of the government reserves of Lianghuai were recruited to the front line. Because they were to drive the ducks to the shelves, they were temporarily cramming or using them too early, and many of them were even less powerful than the last Northern Expedition. In addition, since most of the superior generals were still on the way to take office or resigning, they were ill and resigning, and 60% of these so-called kings were already retreating while advancing north, and physically and mentally inconsistent, accounting for 60% of them when they set off, and when they pushed to the border, they quickly became 90%...

Lin Qian could not lead such a magical operation, and the Shandong Jin army was destined to be released slowly. The Song Alliance would never have thought that Lin Mo would be tricked into such a move.

Fortunately, the shift in the center of gravity may not be a bad thing for the Song League. After Yang An's return, the Hongao Village happened to be temporarily restored, so that all the old friends, including Xin Qiji...

OK, what's the good thing? I've been unable to hit the enemy many times. I've always been accurate in dragging me back, and my alliance's achievements have failed! The more I think about it, the more angry it becomes, the smoke comes from other people's noses, and Lin Qian's whole body is full of!
Chapter completed!