Big Dream Chase

"General, there is a huge difference between borrowing a night and lending me a night. You can't talk nonsense."

Su Muyu looked at Jing Huan sullenly, presumably something went wrong when he entered the palace to reward him.

"The emperor is not happy?"

Jing Huan was shocked when he heard the word clearly.He suddenly pursed his lips, and then let go of his fist.Jing Huan was still wearing a dark black official robe, which made his figure tall and stable.The thick black is even more chilling, suppressing the youthful vitality of twenty-two.

"No."

Su Muyu closed the window, not sure what Jing Huan meant.He went back to the table and said: "It's time for dinner. The general will not celebrate with the officials in the palace, and he will not hold a banquet when he returns to the mansion alone. To be honest, I am talking about empty plans in my stomach. I don't know what the general intends to do." ?”

Jing Huan has been fighting for several years, and has his own method of leading troops and using them, but this is the first time he has heard of the "empty city strategy".

He lost his thoughts for a moment, and asked earnestly, "What is an empty city plan?"

Only then did Su Muyu remember that when the Three Kingdoms were in trouble, the young god of war had already been buried in the ground and turned into ashes, and his soul turned into a ghost.

He touched his nose with his fingertips, it seemed that Jing Huan made up his mind to stay tonight.Su Muyu pulled away the chair and patted the seat beside him: "Come on, Master Su will talk to you slowly."

Before that, Su Muyu expanded the conversation: "I'm a little hungry, can the general order someone to get some rice porridge? I don't have a good appetite and I'm not used to spicy food. If the general wants to have a few drinks, it's appropriate It’s okay to prepare some appetizers.”

It was only then that Jing Huan realized that Su Muyu hadn't eaten yet, and immediately showed sullen expression: "How does this slave serve you?"

"Hey," Su Muyu quickly argued, "I don't blame them. I thought about things myself and drove them away. You can't enter without my call. I must have listened."

In fact, whether he listened to Su Muyu's words or forgot about him, Su Muyu didn't bother to care about it.He has been thinking hard for a long time, and he has come up with some clues, which has already made him feel uncomfortable.

Jing Huan's arrival brought back a little hunger.

Jing Huan called his servants and ordered some dishes that Su Muyu had ordered in the kitchen.Think about it, let someone bring another jar of wine.The dishes are on the table and set up.Su Muyu was not polite to him, and moved his index finger.

Jing Huan had already had a meal in the palace, and the smell of alcohol on his body was almost gone when he came back.The chaotic brain gradually woke up, thinking of the obscene voices that would be understood in the palace, the dense pain in the bottom of my heart hit again.

"This empty city strategy refers to the falsehood and reality, and the impermanence of soldiers." Su Muyu swallowed a mouthful of porridge, and explained to Jing Huan seriously, "The strategy of suspicious soldiers that is false and false is a kind of psychological warfare that creates doubts. It is mostly used when the enemy is weak and the enemy is strong. This strategy should be used with caution. If you do not understand the other party's character and temperament, you will not dare to use it. If the other party does not understand yourself deeply enough, you will not dare to use it. This is a strange strategy, and it is often used When life hangs by a thread."

As a warrior, Jing Huan bears the title of general on his head and has a natural enthusiasm for the art of war.He temporarily forgot his unhappiness, and asked: "This plan is wonderful! Has anyone used it before, why haven't I heard of such a wonderful strategy?"

"When this recruitment was recorded in the history books, the general had already..." Su Muyu didn't understand what he said, but Jing Huan understood it as soon as he heard it.

The general doesn't care much about life and death, it's all destiny: "Then who uses this coup?"

Su Muyu told him about Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi's affairs in a few words. After Jing Huan listened to it, he was in awe, and said that Zhuge Liang would surely live forever.

Su Muyu nodded and said: "It is true that later generations have a high opinion of him, and he has also been praised by many emperors. However, this empty city plan was not originally done by Zhuge Liang. In real history, Kong Ming did not have such a thing."

Jing Huan was puzzled: "Then why did it spread among the people?"

"Empty city plan is just a wonderful confrontation fabricated by the author in the book. It is spread among the people because of the fame of this novel."

"novel?"

"A kind of style is just like the Han Fu of the big Han, but the form is different."

Jing Huan half-understood what he heard, and while pushing the cups and changing glasses, his thoughts turned back again: "There is nothing wrong with it, how do future generations treat their predecessors. It's not all a matter of historians, or rumors in the market."

"General," Su Muyu called him, "You asked me what the future generations think of the emperor, why didn't you ask yourself?"

Jing Huan took a sip of wine and said, "It doesn't matter."

Whether it really doesn't matter, or pretending to be calm, he also knows.

Su Muyu knew that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't talk too much.Jing Huan talked to him, and he listened.Don't talk, it's fine for the two of them to sit.The matter of lighting up the night and talking is still a matter of your choice.

The room was silent for a while, and the sound of rain, like the brushing of strings, gradually died down.Through the door, one could hear the faint sound of children playing two streets away.Across the long streets, the bustling Chang'an City in Rong'an, directly reaching the palace gate, flying past layers of red walls, Jing Huan seemed to hear the unbearable groans and happiness again.

He was going crazy with jealousy.

When the Holy Majesty recruited him into the palace, he knew that it was a reception feast that both the monarch and his ministers would enjoy, and that it was a reward party for increasing officials and becoming nobles.It was he who crossed over by himself, and got the final unhappiness.

After Jing Huan returned to the mansion, he suppressed the anger and envy in his heart, and regretted not stepping into that palace.Can he continue like this, deceiving himself and others, pretending not to care.

But no, he came back just to ask for clarification.

General Jing Huan holds a lot of power, is proud of his spring breeze, and is a celebrity in front of the emperor.He went in and out of the court, except for the harem, mostly at will.So when people stopped him and he insisted on going his own way, he heard Sai Bihuo's lewd screams outside the door as expected.

Whose is that?It sounds like Li Yannian, but it doesn't.

Maybe other men.Not a woman.

Jing Huan clenched his fists suddenly, and veins popped out of his forehead.Her eyes were dark, and Jinxia, ​​who was flushed behind her, couldn't make any waves.The eunuch didn't dare to show his atmosphere, he was obedient and trembling.

"Notice."

Jing Huan said, his expression was cold, without any emotion.

The eunuch didn't dare, he said: "Your Majesty ordered that nothing be allowed..."

"Notice."

Jing Huan looked at him, intending to talk nonsense again, so he pushed the door alone.

Eunuchs don't want to mess with the Living Hades, but they don't dare to disturb the real Son of Heaven.He could only announce at the door with a dying voice: "Your Majesty—the champion of Hussar General, please see me—"

"Speak louder." Jing Huan said.

"Small, small, no..." Before he could say the word dare, Jing Huan had already drawn his sword halfway out of its sheath, and the cold light was so radiant that the little eunuch nearly knelt down in fright.

Shouts of surprise poured out of the throat: "Emperor, Your Majesty! See you, General!"

There was a muffled sound in the room, maybe something hit the bedpost.The small groans fell low for a while, and then suddenly became high-pitched.

There is a trend of intensification and non-stop.

The eunuch glanced at Jing Huan from the corner of his eye. It was not a small matter of not reporting it. You see, it is useless to say it!

With the sunset behind him, the general boiled the wine that had just been poured into his stomach at the banquet.His limbs were numb, and his ears were buzzing.I don't know how long it will take, probably half a stick of incense.The restless voice in the room gradually faded away.

At this time, the gods shed rain.

When the emperor came out, Jing Huan took a few steps back.He took the initiative to go down the steps, knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice, "I am guilty."

Emperor Wu thought of his child's heart, and he had repeatedly made military exploits in these years, so he probably developed a little arrogance.He raised his hand to signal him to get up: "What is the crime?"

"I disturbed the emperor without authorization, please forgive me."

This was said without guilt.

Emperor Wu wanted to laugh a little bit, he is a man above ten thousand people, he is majestic without being angry.There was a smile in his eyes, like two charcoal fires.For no reason burned Jing Huan's turbulent heart.

"Get up, don't kneel down. Why don't you go to today's welcome banquet, but come here instead. Is it not in your mind?"

"No," Jing Huan knelt in the rain, and the cold drops of water wet the court clothes.While calming the manic blood, ironing the internal organs. "Your Majesty, I have something to ask."

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Emperor Wu knelt in the rain with a calm expression.It looks a little strange, not as vigorous as it was before going to Mobei.

"I'm overwhelmed with alcohol, so I left the banquet first, is Ai Qing unhappy?"

Still bowing his head, Jing Huan said, "No."

"Then what's the matter?!" Don't eat oil and salt, don't eat soft and hard.Emperor Wu was already a little bored, if it wasn't Jing Huan who was kneeling here, he would have been furious.

Anyone else would not be treated like Jing Huan.Perhaps not necessarily, he is not the only one with the title of Great General, and Wei Qing is also one who has made great military exploits.

Jing Huan closed his eyes and stood up suddenly.When he opened his eyes again, raindrops fell down his eyelashes.

Heavy and cold.

There was an unknown fire in his chest, and the person in front of him was so dazzling that he couldn't help but want to follow and possess him.That person who has never met before, who has not made any contribution to this big man, how can he deserve to be favored by the Holy One.How to match.

Jing Huan stared at Emperor Wu obsessively, the more he watched, the more fascinated he became.Emperor Wu's heart sank, he glanced at Jing Huan slowly, he probably had expected it.

Emperor Wu asked him to come to him, then raised his hand and waved everyone away.The servants came out in a file, and in an instant, only Emperor Wu and Jing Huan were left at the gate of the palace.

The rain is getting stronger, washing the glazed tiles.Under the palace lantern, the water beach on the ground is reflected like a golden mirror, shining brightly.

And in the mirror, there are two faces with very different expressions.One is ruthless and cold, the other is oppressive and painful.

"Huan'er," Emperor Wu suddenly called out, "is it time to marry a wife and continue the incense?"

Jing Huan was shocked, he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.Opening his mouth, his throat was blocked like a thick blood clot.He stared, how can there be any general majesty, at this moment he is just a child who does not want to believe what he has heard.

He has said this many times, but never with such seriousness.

Emperor Wu continued: "Which daughter do you like, if it's a good match, just open your mouth, and I will issue an edict."

"...The emperor knows that this is not what I want." Jing Huan took a deep breath, and slowly took two steps back.A little further, a little further to see the face of this person.

But the rain was too heavy, and there was another layer of hot fog in front of my eyes.

On the contrary, I couldn't see clearly.

"Then what does Aiqing think? I will listen to you if you tell me."

The meaning of this is clearly admonishing him to think carefully.

Jing Huan had accumulated courage for thousands of years, but it collapsed in one day.Like a defeat on the battlefield, he is not this person's opponent after all.

Jing Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I only have one doubt..."

Jing Huan remembered that he was still young, so he was an extremely human minister.It means that one person is under one person and above ten thousand people.That person promoted him, except for some degree of admiration, but he sincerely wanted to use him to restrain the Wei family.

Now the power of the Wei family in the imperial court is in the hands of the government and the public, and it belongs to the five princes.The emperor can really rest assured to raise tigers, so why not make great achievements in the future?Impossible, so there must be a shield.

Jing Huan is ready-made.

The party feathers are colluding, and Emperor Wu must have someone who can be used to contain the forces in the court.True love is, probably still love.But Jing Huan himself knew how much of the calculation was behind it.

He is a pawn, a courtier, and even in his blood-soaked flesh and blood, there is a little bit of admiration for him.

So he will.It doesn't matter whether it's a sword or a weapon that can kill wherever it is, he is willing to do it anyway.

But, putting these aside, there was ambiguity between them, and there was a tacit understanding between them, was it just a gift of the monarch and his ministers?

Does the man have a little, even a little—

Jing Huan's official uniform was already soaked, and the rain fell down his resolute chin.He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, like the sound of thunder in the sky: "Your Majesty, did you ever have a little, even a little bit of love..."

Emperor Wu frowned, and Longyan was displeased: "Presumptuous! Is this something that should be said between monarchs and ministers?!"

"Why not?!" Jing Huan said anxiously, he raised his head and looked straight into Emperor Wu's eyes.

It doesn't matter if you let him shoot and kill Li Gan, or let him be a big fan, so that he has great military exploits, and you can be favored a lot, and he can be used to contain various forces.As long as he can still be used, Jing Huan has no complaints.

Even if he died of depression in the end, he never regretted it.

He only regretted not asking that sentence at the beginning.

"Your majesty... Do you really want to please my minister...?"

Jing Huan is like a wounded little beast, his wounds are exposed under the night of splashed ink, and his flesh and blood are torn open for the mockery of the Supreme.

Emperor Wu looked at him. This general who he praised as "extending the left side of China and exalting the might of China" had developed a different mind after all.

Pity.

Jing Huan stood in the rain, waiting quietly.The longer the time, the more afraid to breathe.Thick clouds rolled in the sky, making one wonder if the water from the river was pouring upside down.

Emperor Wu finally sighed and said, "No."

Jing Huan smiled wryly, wanting to ask the truth: "A little bit, a little bit, even for a moment, never?"

Have you really never loved me?

Rao, I was so humble that I exchanged love for joy, and I never had a moment of nostalgia?

Emperor Wu said: "No."

Jing Huan couldn't tell what his mood was between those few snaps of his fingers.He felt as if he had fallen nine feet into the cold sky, and he lost consciousness all over his body.There was a rumbling sound, which overshadowed the torrential rain.

He tried his best to stabilize his posture, but a few steps away, there was already a thousand gaps between that person and himself.

elusive.

He even started to regret, wandering around for a thousand years without being able to reincarnate, asking for an explanation, why not.

The two had nothing to say, and Emperor Wu's brows once again showed impatience.

Jing Huan suddenly clasped his fists gracefully, bowed, and said loudly: "Chen—retire!"

Emperor Wu didn't stop, and Jing Huan didn't stop either.Letting his tall and stalwart back fade away in the rainy night, Emperor Wu let out a long sigh, and after a while, lowered his head and covered his chest.

When Jing Huan came out of the palace, he left the banquet early before the banquet was over. He was so arrogant and defiant that he was sure to lose his tongue again.

But now it doesn't matter.

Sitting in the carriage, Jing Huan finally noticed another kind of warm liquid dripping from his cheeks.

Compared with the cold rain, there is a clear distinction.

So what if you ask, all the problems in this world must be fought with a white knife in and a red knife out, hurting others and yourself.

But in the end it was dead.

very nice.

"So... your long-cherished wish is just this?"

"Just such a question, is it worth you wandering in the world of ghosts for thousands of years?"

Su Muyu put down his chopsticks and stared at Jing Huan with displeasure.Although this matter is not absurd, there are some childish meanings in it.

Jing Huan said, "It's worth it."

All the love and hate in the world is probably nothing more than——Qingqing Zijin, caress my heart.

The author has something to say: Note: "Empty city plan" is mentioned in the article

①In history, the person who really used the empty city strategy was Cao Cao. (Cao Aman is a charming villain