When the three of them came to their senses, Chen Hao had already climbed to the highest point of Lingyue Pavilion. Li Shangyin looked at Chen Hao's distant back with the moonlight, and couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly. Now he truly understood what it was to show off his skills. Just imagine that a fifteen-year-old boy had already used the synopsis to the highest level. How could he not be better than before after seven years? Thinking of this, Li Shangyin, with respect, and Xue Tai and Fu Pengfei followed Chen Hao's back.

There are four floors of Lingyue Pavilion in today's Luoyang City, which is a rare high shelf. The four of them gathered on the fourth floor to talk about their past acquaintances. Among them, Li Shangyin was most touched. He knew that if Chen Hao had not transferred him to Dongdu and took care of him, he would not have had the highest position today. Therefore, for Li Shangyin, who had a tragic career, Chen Hao was his benefactor. It is precisely because of this that in the near future, the so-called "Six Ethics of Zhongxing" Yu Gui and others began to stay away from Chen Hao, but Li Shangyin had always been by his side to loyally support him.

Finally, when it comes to the matter of sending troops this time, Li Shangyin, Xue Tai and Fu Pengfei were also worried about Chen Hao not sending troops since then. When the three asked about the reasons, Chen Hao said vaguely that the time was not right. This answer made the three of them even more difficult to guess when this was the best time.

"Changfeng, please forgive Li for saying frankly that it is now the middle of winter. If you don't send troops, you will probably have to wait for the beginning of spring. Now the winter is extremely colder than before. Don't say that my soldiers from the south are inferior to the severe cold in the north. Even if you can, it will be extremely difficult to cross the river!"

Li Shangyin said it was very true. The garrisons of Gyeonggi Province were originally from the southern military town, but now the winter is extremely colder than before. Therefore, if the troops were sent to Hebei this winter, how could the 50,000 troops in Gyeonggi Province resist the severe cold in the north? This would have greatly reduced the combat power. If that were the case, it would have been fine. This winter was extremely cold and even the rivers were frozen, which would have caused the Yellow River to be inconsistent with the speed of the march.

Chen Hao did not respond to Li Shangyin's words in time, but instead turned his eyes on Xue Tai and Fu Pengfei. Seeing that the two were very concerned about this cause, he asked softly: "Are the entire Gyeonggi Province secretly ridiculing me and scolding me for being timid and afraid of the three towns of Heshuo who have never dared to send troops to attack?"

Xue Tai was quite straightforward. Seeing Chen Hao asking, he responded awkwardly: "Mr. Don't listen to those ignorant people's words. Students deeply believe that this move of his teacher must have profound meaning!"

Seeing Fu Pengfei nodding with a deep understanding, Chen Hao waved his hand and smiled indifferently: "Haha! No need to do this. I believe you and the two of you are very puzzled by this behavior!"

When Chen Hao said this, he didn't wait for the two of them to express his feelings, but lowered his head and poured a glass of wine for himself, and sighed alone: ​​"It seems that there are only two people who can see Chen's intentions clearly in the past!"

As he said that, he drank the glass of strong wine in his glass and raised his head to Li Shangyin and said seriously: "Yishan knows that Brother Yu is now Marshal Sweeping North. If he is defeated in this battle, he will be imprisoned! How can Brother Yu be unsure of such a matter of life and life?"

"Oh? Changfeng has already made arrangements?" Li Shangyin got the answer from Chen Hao's mouth today, and finally let his hanging heart fall mostly.

Chen Hao slowly stood up and walked slowly to the window with a cup. Then he suddenly opened the window frame and gust of cold wind blew over his face. Then he smiled coldly, and a cold and harsh feeling gathered between his eyebrows: "Wait for the north wind to come!"

"North wind!? Now it is the middle of winter that passes all the north wind... mentor..." Fu Pengfei was confused by Chen Hao's words, so Isn't the north wind blowing in this winter? Why should I wait any longer?

"No! Not fierce enough! Pengfei, since you are not alone in the piano, I wonder if your piano skills have improved!"

Fu Pengfei was very happy when he heard that Chen Hao was going to take the exam for the school. He learned a song "Guangling San" back then, which was enough to benefit him a lot. He wanted to stay by his teacher's side for advice, but his teacher was too busy with official duties and had no time to have free time. Now his teacher is interested in taking the exam for guidance, so how can he not make him happy?

"Please order the song by your mentor!"

""Ten-sided Ambush"!" Chen Hao said solemnly word by word.

"Ambushes on all sides? The students have never heard of this song. Could it be that it was created by their mentor?" Fu Pengfei never heard of this song when he heard it, and thought that it must be the original music score of his mentor.

Chen Hao did not respond to Peng Fei's question, but looked as expected, slowly walked to the equipped zither table, stroked it gently with his fingers, and a series of beautiful music appeared between his fingers.

"It is really inappropriate to use this song with a zither, especially the pipa. However, the powerful murderous intent of this song can be played with a guzheng! This is the first time I played this song here, but it is also the last time!" Chen Hao said and sat down, wanting to play this song.

Fu Pengfei knew very well that his mentor's creation must be something extraordinary, and he was really happy to be able to teach the folk arts by his mentor. However, when he heard that his mentor played the last time, he couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Why?"

"This is a peaceful and peaceful place. Why do you have this sound of killing? If there is another time, you should be on the battlefield!" Chen Hao said this and his eyes showed a flash of coldness, and then he stroked the guzheng with his hands.

The rhythm sounded in the ears of the three people. As Chen Hao kept pulling the strings of the zither between his fingers, it seemed as if he was leading the three people into the bloody Chu-Han battlefield. The sound of killing moved the world. The roof tiles fell slowly and observed them slowly. There were sounds of gold, drums, swords and crossbows, and the sound of people and horses changing, and the sound of sudden and silent. Over time, those who had resentment but were difficult to understand were singing in Chu; those who were sad and strong were singing in Xiang's sad songs and generous songs, and the sound of farewell to my concubine; those who fell into the big marsh were chasing the horses...

After playing the song, Chen Hao had already left, but Li Shangyin and the other two were still silent in the music just now. The one who touched the most was Fu Pengfei, who was proficient in music. He practiced the piano for many years and thought that he was good at piano, but he was not very proficient in Guzheng. Seeing Chen Hao skillfully stroking the music today, the grand and majestic momentum deeply shocked him. This made him have a strong interest in Guzheng, thinking that his mentor could be proficient in all kinds of musical instruments, how could he, a disciple, humiliated his mentor's reputation.

Although Li Shangyin and Xue Tai did not have the same attainments as Fu Pengfei in music, they each showed smiles on their faces. Today, Chen Hao was able to play this song with ambush on ten sides, which shows that Chen Hao had already made arrangements, but their vision was very narrow and they could not see the whole picture. This song "Ambushes on ten sides" not only allowed the three of them to be in the battlefield of golden swords and iron horses, but also made the three of them completely calm down their hearts.

A violent north wind blew, making the already extremely cold winter even colder. Now that the snow is heavy, the entire Yellow River is covered with silver. The east capital is already deep. Whether it is wealthy families or peddlers, they are hiding in their rooms and surrounding charcoal fires to keep warm. On this day and night, Chen Hao suddenly arrived in the army and sent a military order for all soldiers to add cold things and prepare their own food for three days. Then he drove the camp overnight and quietly approached the west.

When the three of them came to their senses, Chen Hao had already climbed to the highest point of Lingyue Pavilion. Li Shangyin looked at Chen Hao's distant back with the moonlight, and couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly. Now he truly understood what it was to show off his skills. Just imagine that a fifteen-year-old boy had already used the synopsis to the highest level. How could he not be better than before after seven years? Thinking of this, Li Shangyin, with respect, and Xue Tai and Fu Pengfei followed Chen Hao's back.

There are four floors of Lingyue Pavilion in today's Luoyang City, which is a rare high shelf. The four of them gathered on the fourth floor to talk about their past acquaintances. Among them, Li Shangyin was most touched. He knew that if Chen Hao had not transferred him to Dongdu and took care of him, he would not have had the highest position today. Therefore, for Li Shangyin, who had a tragic career, Chen Hao was his benefactor. It is precisely because of this that in the near future, the so-called "Six Ethics of Zhongxing" Yu Gui and others began to stay away from Chen Hao, but Li Shangyin had always been by his side to loyally support him.

Finally, when it comes to the matter of sending troops this time, Li Shangyin, Xue Tai and Fu Pengfei were also worried about Chen Hao not sending troops since then. When the three asked about the reasons, Chen Hao said vaguely that the time was not right. This answer made the three of them even more difficult to guess when this was the best time.

"Changfeng, please forgive Li for saying frankly that it is now the middle of winter. If you don't send troops, you will probably have to wait for the beginning of spring. Now the winter is extremely colder than before. Don't say that my soldiers from the south are inferior to the severe cold in the north. Even if you can, it will be extremely difficult to cross the river!"

Li Shangyin said it was very true. The garrisons of Gyeonggi Province were originally from the southern military town, but now the winter is extremely colder than before. Therefore, if the troops were sent to Hebei this winter, how could the 50,000 troops in Gyeonggi Province resist the severe cold in the north? This would have greatly reduced the combat power. If that were the case, it would have been fine. This winter was extremely cold and even the rivers were frozen, which would have caused the Yellow River to be inconsistent with the speed of the march.

Chen Hao did not respond to Li Shangyin's words in time, but instead turned his eyes on Xue Tai and Fu Pengfei. Seeing that the two were very concerned about this cause, he asked softly: "Are the entire Gyeonggi Province secretly ridiculing me and scolding me for being timid and afraid of the three towns of Heshuo who have never dared to send troops to attack?"

Xue Tai was quite straightforward. Seeing Chen Hao asking, he responded awkwardly: "Mr. Don't listen to those ignorant people's words. Students deeply believe that this move of his teacher must have profound meaning!"

Seeing Fu Pengfei nodding with a deep understanding, Chen Hao waved his hand and smiled indifferently: "Haha! No need to do this. I believe you and the two of you are very puzzled by this behavior!"

When Chen Hao said this, he didn't wait for the two of them to express his feelings, but lowered his head and poured a glass of wine for himself, and sighed alone: ​​"It seems that there are only two people who can see Chen's intentions clearly in the past!"

As he said that, he drank the glass of strong wine in his glass and raised his head to Li Shangyin and said seriously: "Yishan knows that Brother Yu is now Marshal Sweeping North. If he is defeated in this battle, he will be imprisoned! How can Brother Yu be unsure of such a matter of life and life?"

"Oh? Changfeng has already made arrangements?" Li Shangyin got the answer from Chen Hao's mouth today, and finally let his hanging heart fall mostly.

Chen Hao slowly stood up and walked slowly to the window with a cup. Then he suddenly opened the window frame and gust of cold wind blew over his face. Then he smiled coldly, and a cold and harsh feeling gathered between his eyebrows: "Wait for the north wind to come!"

"North wind!? Now it is the middle of winter that passes all the north wind... mentor..." Fu Pengfei was confused by Chen Hao's words, so Isn't the north wind blowing in this winter? Why should I wait any longer?

"No! Not fierce enough! Pengfei, since you are not alone in the piano, I wonder if your piano skills have improved!"

Fu Pengfei was very happy when he heard that Chen Hao was going to take the exam for the school. He learned a song "Guangling San" back then, which was enough to benefit him a lot. He wanted to stay by his teacher's side for advice, but his teacher was too busy with official duties and had no time to have free time. Now his teacher is interested in taking the exam for guidance, so how can he not make him happy?

"Please order the song by your mentor!"

""Ten-sided Ambush"!" Chen Hao said solemnly word by word.

"Ambushes on all sides? The students have never heard of this song. Could it be that it was created by their mentor?" Fu Pengfei never heard of this song when he heard it, and thought that it must be the original music score of his mentor.

Chen Hao did not respond to Peng Fei's question, but looked as expected, slowly walked to the equipped zither table, stroked it gently with his fingers, and a series of beautiful music appeared between his fingers.

"It is really inappropriate to use this song with a zither, especially the pipa. However, the powerful murderous intent of this song can be played with a guzheng! This is the first time I played this song here, but it is also the last time!" Chen Hao said and sat down, wanting to play this song.

Fu Pengfei knew very well that his mentor's creation must be something extraordinary, and he was really happy to be able to teach the folk arts by his mentor. However, when he heard that his mentor played the last time, he couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Why?"

"This is a peaceful and peaceful place. Why do you have this sound of killing? If there is another time, you should be on the battlefield!" Chen Hao said this and his eyes showed a flash of coldness, and then he stroked the guzheng with his hands.

The rhythm sounded in the ears of the three people. As Chen Hao kept pulling the strings of the zither between his fingers, it seemed as if he was leading the three people into the bloody Chu-Han battlefield. The sound of killing moved the world. The roof tiles fell slowly and observed them slowly. There were sounds of gold, drums, swords and crossbows, and the sound of people and horses changing, and the sound of sudden and silent. Over time, those who had resentment but were difficult to understand were singing in Chu; those who were sad and strong were singing in Xiang's sad songs and generous songs, and the sound of farewell to my concubine; those who fell into the big marsh were chasing the horses...

After playing the song, Chen Hao had already left, but Li Shangyin and the other two were still silent in the music just now. The one who touched the most was Fu Pengfei, who was proficient in music. He practiced the piano for many years and thought that he was good at piano, but he was not very proficient in Guzheng. Seeing Chen Hao skillfully stroking the music today, the grand and majestic momentum deeply shocked him. This made him have a strong interest in Guzheng, thinking that his mentor could be proficient in all kinds of musical instruments, how could he, a disciple, humiliated his mentor's reputation.

Although Li Shangyin and Xue Tai did not have the same attainments as Fu Pengfei in music, they each showed smiles on their faces. Today, Chen Hao was able to play this song with ambush on ten sides, which shows that Chen Hao had already made arrangements, but their vision was very narrow and they could not see the whole picture. This song "Ambushes on ten sides" not only allowed the three of them to be in the battlefield of golden swords and iron horses, but also made the three of them completely calm down their hearts.
Chapter completed!