Everyone is attacking me

In August of the 20th year of the Yuan and Qing Dynasties, Wei destroyed Zhenla, and Chenla was merged into the territory of the Great Wei. In September of the same year, Liao civil strife occurred.

In July of the 22nd year of the Yuan Qing Dynasty, the Huns invaded the border of the Great Wei, Huihe sent troops to help, and some tribes in Tibet waited for an opportunity to rebel, causing the third division of the Great Wei Army to be ambushed, and there were not many left. The whole country of the Great Wei was outraged. The Huns were destroyed in the moon, and Huihe withdrew its troops to seek peace with five cities, and the war temporarily ceased.

After this battle, the surrounding countries trembled and handed over letters for peace.

In early summer and May, the sun was shining brightly at noon, but it couldn’t stop the enthusiasm of the people in Chang’an. The city was full of joy, and everyone went out of their homes and gathered on the road to welcome the soldiers who had returned from victory.

It has been three years since the war with Chenla in the 20th year of the Yuan and Qing Dynasties. The soldiers who had gone to the border finally returned, and they won great victories again and again. How could the people not be happy and proud.

On the repaired and wide Suzaku Avenue, the traffic police patrolled the cordon, and the people stood behind the red silk, almost everyone waved the dragon flag representing the Great Wei in their hands, and shouted excitedly. The girl threw out the sachet and handkerchief, and immediately attracted a wave of followers, including colored silk with petals, which kept falling from upstairs, hitting the soldiers.

These soldiers strode forward neatly one by one with arrogance and arrogance. Although they didn't look sideways, they still couldn't help smiling under such warm greetings.

However, the people throwing flowers coincidentally avoided Prince Su who was leading the tall horse. It was the impression he left on everyone in the past that made people dare not repeat it. It is also the case now. Looking at the expressionless face, there is something wrong Those who dared to make a fuss couldn't help but change direction the moment they threw it out.

The people were too enthusiastic, and soon the heads and bodies of the soldiers were covered with petal silk handkerchiefs, coupled with their solemn appearance, it made people laugh.

A three or four-year-old child ran out from behind the red silk while avoiding the patrol, hugged a soldier's leg, and said "Daddy" while taking out a lollipop from the small pocket on his chest to pad his feet. Handed it up, a woman dressed as a woman by the road called anxiously.

The soldier stopped involuntarily, his eyes reddened.

At this stop, the whole team also stopped. The first few generals who were with King Su immediately looked at King Su. King Su waved his hand and passed it layer by layer. The soldiers immediately bent down and hugged the child. stand up.

The people were stunned for a moment, and then burst into more enthusiastic cheers.

The soldier looked at the woman on the side of the road, grinned at her, and strode forward with his son in his arms.

The woman wiped her tears and smiled like a flower.

When I left, the newlywed Yan Erer was still a baby, and I leaned against the window every day hoping that my lover would return safely, and now we finally meet again, I just hope that the prosperous world will be peaceful and there will be no more battles.

After this interruption, the original awe-inspiring atmosphere of the team was gone. Although they were still moving forward neatly, the soldiers relaxed a lot and smiled.

The joy of the people was even greater.

On one side of the tall building, Yuan Pei and others also came to join in the fun.

Song Liang, who had already grown into a teenager, followed suit, pinched the flowers on the table and threw them down: "Hey, it hit!" He was triumphant.

Song Jie, who came out disguised as a man, was speechless: "How old are you, is it interesting?"

Although they have the same surname Song, but for some reason they don't see eye to eye, and they always have a fight when they meet.

"Interesting, it's much more interesting than just sitting and watching but not showing your face." Song Liang smiled. He was originally afraid of chaos in the world, so he could go back at any time after death and act recklessly. He didn't worry about these time-traveling old people at all.

Song Jie rolled his eyes. He hates Song Liang because he hates his attitude. He thinks he has ambitions, but he prefers to be male and female. Song Liang crosses over, regardless of his age or timing, he can take the opportunity to learn to adapt to this situation when he is young. The era, when they grow up, they just chase their dreams, and they pass through after they have laid a good foundation.

He wished he could get along with Song Liang, but this guy still looked like he didn't care. He scratched his heart and lungs to get what he wanted, but was abandoned by others like a shoe. It's strange that he can see him pleasing to the eye.

Xia Chan glanced at him and smiled lightly: "What are you fussing about with a child?"

Ten years have carved the most profound traces on her body, the original edges and corners have already been smoothed, her eyes are gentle, and her temperament is peaceful.

"Child? Him?" Song Jie was disdainful.

Maybe he often stays in the deep palace, but he has not changed as much as Xia Chan, and still retains a young heart that escapes.

Song Liang was not to be outdone, and acted innocently at everyone: "Why am I not a child anymore?"

Liang Pingan couldn't help complaining: "Yes, he is still a child, so please don't let him go!"

Hearing this, Yuan Pei withdrew his gaze, turned back and smiled and said, "I guess this word will be outdated by the time you go back." After speaking, there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

In modern times, he can't go back, so he can only send them away one by one, but it just so happens that when they go back, they can help him settle his affairs and tidy up his legacy.

Xia Chan happened to be sitting facing him. Seeing his expression, she sighed in her heart, her expression unchanged, and said with a smile, "That may not be the case. Time is still over there. It shouldn't be too late to go back."

Yuan Pei smiled.

"I'm going to—" Liang Ping'an just said, when the bustling noises outside suddenly quieted down, several people were surprised, and they poked their heads to look.

The previous high-spirited team had gone far away, but now there were rows of wounded and disabled soldiers. The first few rows were better, but wounded or wrapped or bandaged, and the disabled soldiers slowly came behind. Those with broken arms, those who were blind in one eye, those who were lame, and those with missing legs or severe injuries who had to sit in wheelchairs, all showed the cruelty of war, but they were all in excellent spirits, and they all recognized each other neatly. Seriously moving forward, some people even had smiles on their faces like those soldiers in front.

And what made the common people completely silent was the line of people who came from behind, holding tablets. War brings death, even if the great Wei wins one-sidedly, it is still unavoidable that some people will die.

The border is far away, and it is summer again, so it is impossible to transport the corpse back thousands of miles, so we can only bury it at the border and set up a cemetery, and the only things brought back are relics and memorial tablets.

The list of sacrificed soldiers has already been announced through the political newspaper. The families of those sacrificed soldiers will not join in the fun at this time. The soldiers holding the tablets will go door to door and deliver the relics and tablets to the door. Do it together afterwards.

The soldiers holding the memorial tablets walked forward step by step, solemn and solemn, the joyful atmosphere was no longer there, and the people fell silent unconsciously, watching them go away, and diverted according to their addresses at the fork in the road.

At the end of the parade, the people left one after another with joy or emotion.

"Once you succeed, your bones will dry up." Song Jie sighed.

"However, you still want to cross the ocean to become king." Song Liang habitually teased him, and patted his head lightly after speaking, "Oh, I forgot, to be precise, it's the queen."

The last two words are especially accentuated.

Song Jie snorted coldly: "So what, at least it's better than you dawdling around every day."

He just couldn't understand Song Liang's attitude of joking around no matter what he did.

Song Liang smiled: "Then tell me when you plan to build this country? And where do you plan to build it? Ten years have passed."

Song Jie choked.

Compared with other people, he has indeed not made any great achievements in the past ten years, but who made him become a concubine, which is equivalent to being half imprisoned in the palace. If he wants to do anything, he has to borrow someone else's name , I can only learn more at ordinary times.

"Can you blame me for this? Who asked a sea-going ship to study it for several years before researching it. I can't risk my life. Of course you are not afraid of the buff that you will teleport when you die."

He also wanted to go early, and even wrote several plans, but the ship did not have a good route and it was not clear who would dare to go. This is not modern, and if something happens at sea, there will be no bones left.

Song Liang shrugged and muttered, "Anyway, I don't want to be king or hegemony."

Song Jie couldn't help looking at Yuan Pei: "I said, are you really not going to help me with me?"

Those who want to go back, he can't persuade or even think about it, like Yuan Pei and the others don't go back, but he hopes to start a business with him, anyway, it's not bad, he is not afraid of Yuan Qing What did God say.

"I can help you after you finish opening up the barren land and building the country. Let's just forget about it before." Yuan Pei flatly refused, jokingly, he let the life of Chang'an City be comfortable and rich, but go to the primitive society to suffer.

Alas, he knew that Song Jie was disappointed. In fact, the rich life of such a master has passed for a long time, and his own ambitions are almost exhausted. He is a little confused now, and he wants to build a country but is afraid of accidents. After all, he does not have Song Liang If you die here, you will really die. I want to go back, but I am a little unwilling...

"I'm leaving." Liang Pingan said abruptly.

"Where are you going?" Song Liang said casually, "Going back to the palace? So soon? Didn't you say you weren't on duty today?"

"Go home." Liang Ping'an looked calmly, "I'm going back to modern times."

Yuan Pei and Song Jie looked over in astonishment.

While Yuan Pei and the others were chatting, the soldiers returned to the camp after the tour, and returned to the camp when they returned home. King Su went straight to the palace, entered the gate of the palace, and saw Ming Huang standing on the high platform of the Daqing Palace from a distance. The figure, the gaze unconsciously slowed down.

The two looked at each other from a distance and smiled at the same time.

He walked up the steps step by step. In the warm summer wind with the fragrance of flowers, he saw the more handsome young man smiling and extending his hand towards him.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and held her tightly, just like seeing him when he was a child.

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I don't know what year, month and where, a woman put the flowers she picked in front of two adjacent solitary graves.

"The vacation mission is over, do you want to leave and return to the main god's space?"

"Of course." The woman's voice was lazy.

"Confirm to leave, emotional peeling is starting, please wait..."

"Wait." The woman suddenly interrupted, "I have something to exchange..."

In the spring of the 12th year of Yuanqing, Emperor Yuanqing who stepped into the Pifang Pavilion suddenly blinked in front of his eyes, and then opened his eyes, hearing a series of heartfelt voices in his ears.

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