>Chapter 452: Becoming a King

On February 13, the 13th year of the Great Sui Dynasty, the weather was very good. The sky was clear and there was no wind. The few white clouds floating in the sky seemed to be embedded there, motionless. In the middle of February, a brave grass had already pushed the small stones pressing on its head, stretching out its body hard in the morning that was still a bit cold.

On this day, Juyezawa seemed particularly lively. The suspension bridge was put down in the early morning, and the city gate was wide open. The soldiers standing on both sides of the city gate seemed to be much more energetic than before. They stood with their heads held high, and some people kept looking away from the road. Everyone knew that today was a special day, and many people whom they could not see on weekdays were coming back.

A soldier turned his head and saw that the team was not paying attention to him. He whispered to the robe beside him: "Do you know who is coming back today?"

"Nonsense, the old general Daxi Changru and our old boss called the general back to discuss the promotion of our boss. Of course, everyone with status will come back!"

"General Xiong Kuohai is coming back too?"

"That's natural!"

"Hey!"

The soldier on duty waved his fists with a very small amplitude, for fear that the team would see his small movements: "You don't know, when I joined the army, I thought of General Xiong Kuohai Chongjiao Battalion. General Xiong, I am the hero in my heart. That figure and that big sword look majestic. What a pity, I failed the assessment and could not enter the Chongjiao Battalion."

"How could it be unqualified? You guy is strong enough."

"It's still not strong enough!"

He sighed and said, "I can easily lift the 150-pound stone lock, but I can't dance. You don't know how harsh the conditions for recruiting new recruits in the Chongjiao Battalion are. Until now, there are no more than 4,000 people in the Chongjiao Battalion. Just think about it, only 4,000 people were picked out from the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in our Yanyun Village and the millions of people in the three counties. Tsk..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A stream of dust rose from the distance of the road, and a red flag fluttered in front of the team with the leaping of the war horses. The soldier's eyes were sharp-eyed and saw at first sight that the burly man carrying the majestic Telle Pig in front was Xiongkuohai. There was no other person in Yanyun Village that was even more majestic and burly than Xiongkuohai. The originally tall Telle Pig sat down in Xiongkuohai, and it seemed extremely aggrieved.

Li Xian kept thinking about when he would find an old ox that traveled thousands of miles a day and ride a horse. No matter how great the war horse was, it would lose its former style when ridden by Xiong Kuohai. Unfortunately, although the Sui Dynasty was vast and wealthy, it was a bit difficult to find a ox that could run faster than Teller. So Li Xian changed his target to a pig, and later he felt that the pig was even more unreliable...

The defender at the city gate stood solemnly, and saluted with one hand in front of his chest.

Xiong Kuohai waved his hand and jumped down at the door. Natler could not help but scream with joy, and didn't know how much pain it endured along the way.

一身黑色锦衣的李闲亲自等在门口,在他身后是秦琼,裴行俨,宇文士及,侯君集,杜如晦等人.

"I have met my lord!"

The vast sea stood solemnly, and then gave a very standard military salute.

"How strong is the wind on the bank of the Yellow River? How fierce is the sun? It makes you so dark."

Li Xian laughed with emotion.

Xiong Kuohai chuckled and said, "Do you know what Su Dingfang's people on the other side of the Yellow River say to me? They say that the face is born from the heart, and the face is black. A while ago, his subordinates lured the enemy to swallow his 1,200 naval troops and sank more than a dozen ships. Su Dingfang called me a black-faced ghost, but he just couldn't win, haha."

"A bad heart means a dark face..."

Li Xian smiled and said, "If Luo Shixin hears your words, be careful that he will never end up with you."

Xiong Kuohai laughed loudly and asked in a low voice: "Is that black-faced boy here too?"

Li Xian shook his head and said, "He has returned to Youzhou, why is Luo Yi willing to let him out easily?"

"Then what am I afraid of!"

Xiong Kuohai smiled proudly, looking proud.

He smiled and greeted Qin Qiong and others. He hadn't seen each other for more than a year. Everyone had something to say. While they were talking, another team of people came on the official road. It was Xu Shiji, a military advisor in Yanyunzhai who was in charge of Qi and Lu counties, and Wu Yunzhao, who had been promoted to Lang General.

Xu Shiji looked extraordinary in a Confucian shirt. He got off the horse and walked a long way away. He walked quickly to Li Xian, bowed deeply and said, "Subor Xu Shiji, pay homage to the lord."

"I am Cheng Zhijie, pay homage to the lord."

"My subordinate Wu Yunzhao, pay homage to the lord."

Li Xian smiled and helped them up, and said with a smile: "Why are there so many rules? When we were in Yuncheng, we were all brothers. It would be awkward to watch like this."

Xu Shiji said: "Today is different from the past, and there are differences in superiors and inferiors. How dare the subordinates forget the rules?"

“Born!”

Li Xian smiled and said, "Let's go back to the village first."

Everyone responded and followed Li Xian into the city gate. The soldier looked at the generals enviously and muttered in a low voice: "As sooner or later, I will make unparalleled military achievements. At that time, I will not say that the lord will wait for me to return in front of the door in person! In the hall of the gathering, I will drink and talk to the lord! But I will win fame immediately. How can a man and a real man be willing to be a small man in mediocrity?"

In such a chaotic world, whoever can hold a knife in his hand has no ambitions?

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On February 13th, almost all the important generals in Yanyun Village returned to discuss Li Xian's promotion to become king. None of the thirty-six people who discussed the matter in Juyi Hall opposed it.

Li Xian also knew that refusing at this time not only seemed a bit pretentious but also made many people feel cold. So he just said that he was promoted to Duke Dongping, but refused to be king. The generals bowed and begged twice, and Li Xian agreed. Sitting on the large white tiger-skinned seat of the boss's boss, looking at the generals who were standing beneath, he couldn't help but think of the white-faced Cao Cao. Then he thought with some annoyance that his face seemed very white.

Is it that Cao Cao was called King of Wei that day, which is similar to the scene in front of him?

Cao Baifang shocked the late Han dynasty with his military power, but the court officials dared not disobey. He used the emperor to command the princes. When he was promoted to the King of Wei, was Cao Baifang so energetic as he was now? However, Li Baifang's achievements at this time were far from comparable to Cao Cao.

Since Daye went out of the frontier for six years, seven years have passed, and now he has his own foundation. How can Li Xian be unhappy even if he is calm? So he is smiling, a pure smile without any other meaning. He knows that he has taken the first step to success, and has transformed from the young man who had to die in order to save his life to become a great hero who turned his hands to the clouds and rain.

Things like ambition always grow bigger as their status continues to rise.

Li Xian never denies that he has ambitions, but his ambitions are calm enough.

Become the king

This is something that many men dare to secretly fantasize in their hearts in this troubled times. By chance, they become heroes who can guide the country freely in their dreams. When they wake up, they will reminisce endlessly and even annoyed that why they wake up so quickly. The feeling of standing on power will make people fascinate. However, most people can only fantasize and envy others' success. But Li Xian did it, and it took seven years. It was not too fast, but every step was solid and stable.

Recalling when Zhang Zhongjian brought people to protect himself and fought out of Daxing City, recalling when he lived in seclusion in a small village in Bazhou, Hebei, remembering when he first met Daxi Changru in Yuyang, saying that his seniors were good at swordsmanship, remembering when he practiced swordsmanship in the nameless hills of the northern grassland, remembering when he almost fought with Tiefutu and the blood cavalry in the first battle to return to the Central Plains, remembering when he only brought seventeen people to Liaodong, remembering on the bank of the Liaoshui River

When he recaptured the body of Mai Tiebang, he remembered the time when he brought 20,000 troops back to the west bank of Liaoshui when Sashui withdrew his troops, when he raised an army south to kill Zhang Jincheng in Yanshan, when the two generals Zhishilang Wang Bo were disabled, when Zhang Xutuo handed over Qijun Lujun to him, when he fought with Wagang Village, and when he beat Yang Guang up when he returned to Jiangdu, the past seven years have been vivid in his mind.

Li Xian breathed a long sigh of relief, and then told himself that I will be called orphan in the future, and I am already the king!

Among the various anti-kings in the Great Sui Dynasty, Li Xian had a seat!

"Should you discuss the name of the lord?"

Pei Xingyan said anxiously.

He was impatient and immediately raised the second issue when he saw Li Xian agreeing.

"Dou Jiande is called King of Xia, Li Mi is called King of Wei... In his humble opinion, our Yanyun Village is located in Dongping County, how about the lord's name is called King of Dong?"

Cheng Zhijie thought for a while and said, "I am a rough man and I think the title of Dong Wang is imposing enough."

Qin Qiong said: "Then why can't it be King Qi?"

Yu Wenshiji smiled and said, "I think it's best to take the first word from Yanyun Village. The lord is called King Yan. Is it weaker than the King of Eastern power?"

"The King of Yan is not bad!"

Changsun Wuji, who was invited to attend today's meeting, was a little annoyed, and thought to himself that you should call me king, so he scolded Li Xian fiercely, but sat in the hall for a while and was infected by the scene in front of him. He couldn't help but say: "The name of the King of Yan is the best representative of Yanyun Village. General Li had a pseudonym Yanyun when he was in Liaodong, so no matter what he thought, it was the best King of Yan."

"King of Yan?"

Li Xian couldn't help but think of another famous King of Yan, but it only appeared for a long time in later generations. He brought eight hundred slaves to do things and defeated millions of imperial troops and finally achieved great achievements.

"The King of Yan...is a good omen, let's take the King of Yan."

Li Xian waved his hand and said with a smile.

The people below were surprised and didn't understand what the good omen meant.

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Yanyun Village was covered with red color, and the soldiers were very excited to know that Li Xian called the King of Yan, and the lord officially established his name, which was also a great thing for them. This made everyone see their future more clearly, and the direction they are moving forward also becomes clearer.

Not to mention that Yanyun Village was so happy that Changsun Wuji, who was detained in Yanyun Village, was still angry when he returned to the small courtyard where he lived. He suddenly realized why the generals in Yanyun Village discussed Li Xian's claim to be king and even pulled him, an outsider, over there.

"Damn it! Shameful!"

After entering the door, Changsun Wuji sat on the chair and cursed: "I already thought Li Xian was rogue and shameless. Today I realized that his shamelessness was far from enough!"

"What's wrong with brother?"

Changsun Wugui poured a cup of tea and handed it to Changsun Wuji and asked.

"I only understood why the people in Yanyun Village insisted on me to do something. On the day he became king, I would also participate. If this matter reached the ears of Mr. Tang, wouldn't I become a shameless villain? Wouldn't I become a traitor? Li Xian deliberately forced me into the corner, and he was just going to see my joke."

"Mr. Tang will not doubt it. Besides, with uncles here, brother, don't worry too much. This is just a trick. How wise can't you see that Mr. Tang is?"

"You are happy."

Changsun Wuji said annoyedly: "We can't go back to Taiyuan, why are you not anxious at all?"

"I'm not anxious."

Changsun Wugui turned around like a butterfly and smiled: "It is not dangerous to be served here with delicious food and drink, and there is no need to see my uncle's old face every day. Why am I anxious?"

When he thought of Changsun Shunde's wrinkled face, Changsun Wuji burst out laughing: "If you let uncle know, you won't tear your mouth."

"If you don't go back, you don't have to marry the second young master."

Changsun Wugui smiled, and the corners of his mouth were filled with pride.

"What's wrong with the second young master? You don't like him so much?"

"Brother, when a woman gets married, how can she like or not? How many of them have married her own favorites? Isn't it that if her parents and family arrange to marry whom? But I don't want to marry him. Don't my brother know the reason?"

Changsun Wuji was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, "It's better not to talk about the family affairs of Mr. Tang."

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