laughing soul

After tossing around and doing business in the morning, I wrote an edict and told Hu Tiandu to take it with me. When I left the palace, it was already the scorching sun, and there was a maid holding a big umbrella to cover it, but this thing was completely useless. The sun couldn't cover it, Qiu Sheng frowned and waved to Li Ci, and told him to take care of the big umbrella and the maid who held it, and covered his eyes with his hand.

Although it has been much safer recently than before, the number of papers submitted has skyrocketed, almost filling up with two papers. During the day, Chu Yu leaned against the corner to read medical books. Qiu Sheng's interference can also be said to have achieved significant results. Long Live Lord can read twenty or thirty books from morning to evening meal and is already saturated.What has been accumulated can only be seen in the middle of the night when the humanoid distractors do not obey the instructions and run around everywhere. They often stay up until dawn after lighting the night reading.After a long time, his body couldn't take it anymore, his eyes surrendered first, he basically couldn't see the strong light, and when he saw it, he burst into tears, so pitiful.

Qiu Sheng didn't think it was due to his lack of willpower, but instead, he slapped the pot on Chu Yu's head in a serious manner.How can the owner of the pavilion bear the reputation of harming the country and the people, packing up his things and going to sleep on the street, and the Lord Long Live sternly refuses to let him go, he can be called the most shameless and stupid king in ancient and modern times.

Basically, all the way down the stairs with eyes closed, Qiu Sheng's half-deaf problem just happened to be half-blind again.Relying on his status and status, this Xiong Xiazi performed a series of drunken footwork in broad daylight. Unfortunately, there were no idlers at the emperor's feet, and no one could understand this psychedelic and intoxicating move. He ran into the little eunuch Fuhui.

When the House of Internal Affairs was blown into mud, this kid happened to take Qiu Sheng's errand to deliver ancient books to Chu He, and before he left he was still complaining, but who would have saved his life just like that.From then on, he regarded Long Live Lord as a lifesaver and became more and more respectful. With such a sudden collision, his soul was almost scared away, and he knelt on the ground with a loud noise: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty, the slave is guilty..."

Qiu Sheng half-opened his eyes for a look, then stretched out his hand to support him: "It was I who bumped into you, and you should apologize."

Who dares to take the hand of Long Live Lord?Fuhui got up and knelt down on his own with great gratitude: "Your Majesty, this servant served Master Jingsheng breakfast this morning, but unexpectedly there was no one in the room, the bed had been cleaned, and all the things were taken away. I have searched the entire imperial garden but have not found any trace of Master Jingsheng, presumably he has already left."

Qiu Sheng thought silently for a moment, since the man came back from Tianyuan Temple, it has been exactly 30 days.

"Did he leave anything behind?"

Fu Hui took out a letter from the cuff of his coat: "There is nothing else in the house except this letter."

He took the envelope and looked at it, only to see that the back was like a portrait of a thousand miles of snow, although there were only a few strokes, it was extremely vivid and exquisite.

Qiu Sheng smiled lowly, put the envelope in his arms, and told Fu Hui, "Go to the stable for me and see, can Master Jing Sheng's white horse stay here?"

Fu Hui took the order and went, Qiu Sheng squeezed the letter tightly, quickly found a small gazebo away from the sun, and gently tore open the red wax on the envelope.

"The Huadu station has more than half a year. Xue Qianli is entrusted here for the time being. This horse eats a lot, but it can travel thousands of miles in an instant. Please take care of it. When the poisonous bones are gone, it will probably meet in autumn and winter. I will see you again."

Next to the gazebo is a cluster of luxuriant and gratifying people that welcome the spring. Qiu Sheng read this mere letter no less than five or six times, only to feel that the person's handwriting that is easy and comfortable is completely burned into his mind. Reluctantly, he put it away gently, and couldn't help the smile on his lips, while covering his eyes and walking towards the small bamboo house.

It was exhausting, he thought.

Fu Hui wandered around in the stables and went back to report, but Qiu Sheng was nowhere to be seen when he returned to the original place. When he was at a loss, he suddenly remembered Li Ci's earnest teaching to him not long ago.

"Where the master usually wants to go, we as slaves have to know better than the rightful master. Like your majesty, in the past few days, he ran to the small bamboo house if he had nothing to do. If this person is not in the government hall, he is in the bamboo house. As for the harem, you Just leave it alone, they are all a bunch of widowed little girls."

Immediately, Masai suddenly opened up, and he was rushing there, but saw a winter jasmine growing beside the gazebo, and he didn't know what evil he had done.It was supposed to be the year when the flowers were blooming in the wind, but they were all withered, and even the flexible branches suffered.Without the qualification of Shunfeng Tengkongqi, it is particularly distressing. Fuhui, who has just escaped from a near-death, is nervous, and now he is about to yell and think that he has discovered the second most shocking mystery in the imperial city, but his eyes turn away , Immediately speechless.

On the wall that was originally covered by dense flower clusters, it seems to be the song Xijiangyue just mentioned.

"You don't know sorrow when you are young, and your big dreams are difficult to rest. Leaning quietly on the painting railing in the night, looking at your heart and eyebrows.

Lighting up the lamp while drunk is Zhenlong, Xingyu is covered by clouds.When the spring light melts, no one sighs, and the moon is bright in the Mid-Autumn Festival. "

The little eunuch who doesn't understand Fengyue feels a little bit of toothache. He doesn't quite understand the meaning of this embarrassing woman's poem. He just feels sorry for Yingchun who has been in trouble, and feels that the savior has to chop flowers to write a poem. Yaxing is really a maverick, anyway, he has a lot of opinions.

Qiu Sheng, who was silently complained about, was rubbing a handful of Yingchun incense, sitting in the bamboo house and reading the letter.

Of course it wasn't the one from Chu He. The envelope was not sealed with ordinary red wax, but some kind of unknown black object that was still sticky after being delivered to Qiu Sheng.Qiu Sheng studied for a long time but couldn't figure out the elegant and refined method of dismantling, so he cut it down in a simple and rough way.

It was a reply letter from Wugu Village in Southern Xinjiang.

Two days after Liancheng disclosed the poison of Jinyiwei and the relationship between the Su family and Nanjiang, Qiu Sheng thought that after a long time of deliberation, he wrote a long letter while the moon was dark and no one was watching. , handed over to Tomato Egg and sent to southern Xinjiang.After all, the opponent is one of Dai Viet's three major weapons recognized by the outside world. Qiu Sheng's words were not as tough as when he had a peace talk with Sansha last time, but he still couldn't restrain his anger, and he didn't say much politeness. Straight to the point, this is about to start discussing the explanation.

The Dayue Navy Master is in the hands of Su Wanyue, but this person is not the owner of the Wugu village. Judging from the tone and tone of the writer, he is at most a lazy and stubborn nobleman. Being blown out with a stick by the village owner to eat and wait to die, he didn't care about the pig's life or death in his heart.

The village owner seemed to have heard the rumors from elsewhere, and understood that it would only be counterproductive to deal with Qiu Sheng by using fame, fortune and power to lure him, but he was also a straightforward person, so he wrote in the letter, "What kind of benefits your majesty can give me in southern Xinjiang" If humans seem to be quite easy to deal with, it seems that it is only a matter of lifting the poison on Bai Shijin Yiwei's body.

His tone was not smooth again, and he almost burst out the sentence "Bastard".

How big is the heart of this southern Xinjiang man?I am still in the mountains and rivers of Dayue. If both the north and the south fall, they will naturally not be able to escape the fate of being completely wiped out by cannons. Li Yi did such a deviant and stupid thing, and he would not pursue it if he didn't take the initiative to apologize and ask for forgiveness. Who gave him the courage to bargain with the court?

Is Nanjiang ready to draw a line with Dai Viet?It's a bit late to see what's inside and outside.

Not long ago, Qiu Sheng made an unannounced visit to Fusi Mingcha in Jinyiwei Town, and as expected, he saw many familiar faces who fell to the ground with poisoned hair and were in great pain.In order to minimize this imminent crisis, Liancheng even opened a dark warehouse for those who are suffering unbearably.Qiu Sheng just watched the situation in the warehouse from a distance at the door for a while, and then he was in a daze for a long time and could not say a word. Then he suddenly understood that Liancheng's almost understatement of "just endure" that day was really to deal with this poison. the only way.

He grabbed the letter paper, his fingers trembling slightly, his heart was full of resentment and burned into a fiery explosion, and he couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed the Langhao brush and licked the ink to spread the paper, and wrote the letter swiftly with the pen.

He clearly knew in his heart that the current mood was too irritable, and writing was basically useless, but he still couldn't put down the pen holder in his hand, and force penetrated the back of the paper. Some strokes were even entangled in one place, making it hard to see clearly.

With a hundred words falling into ink, Qiu Sheng didn't even look at the words and sentences just written, and set the rice paper on fire with a flick of a finger. While smelling the burnt aroma of the burning manuscript, he stared at Fang Liang and thought about how to deal with it.

Since ascending to the throne, the time he spent looking at the beams at a loss has greatly increased.

The owner of the village is a weird person who is not invulnerable to guns and guns. He resolutely flatters the diplomatic strategy of blocking water and covering up with soldiers. He is unambiguous in seeing and accepting moves. There is no personal emotion in his words. Most people in the Central Plains have never said that they are serious The long-winded and stinking problem, like Qiu Sheng, belongs to the straight-to-the-point type.

What good can such a person do?

He racked his brains and thought for a long time, but he still had no idea. This kind of sneaky thing that he doesn't want people to find out is naturally not good for publicizing in the court. You can mix it up for three to five days.There is also Jiang Chen, this person's thinking is really old-fashioned, he is just a dish of tofu mixed with shallots, his innocence is unbelievable, if he talks about the southern border, he pulls out the radish and brings out the mud, it is difficult not to call the late Emperor Dayue The evil and ugly deeds were announced to the world.

It's not that Qiu Sheng doesn't want to talk about it, it's just that the time is really not right now.Although Su Wanyue is an idiot, he jumps over the wall in a hurry, not knowing what earth-shattering event he can do if he is cornered.If all aspects were revealed, it would be possible for the mallet to aim the cannons above the navy at the Central Plains and blast them to death. After all, Fang Jiu was not sure of defeating the enemy.

If the opponent is a peerless genius, he will stay in the green hills without worrying about firewood, and he will definitely make a false surrender when he is at the end of the road, but Su Wanyue is a mad dog, so it is easy to subdue him without brains, but no one can predict that this person is about to die To what extent will the previous counterattack be so brutal?

Qiu Sheng didn't dare to take risks, the current Da Yue couldn't stand the trouble.

He gritted his teeth and gave in, and decided to give the other party the right to choose.

Li Ci was waiting at the door, since Qiu Sheng asked him to avoid him when he drafted the first letter to Nan Jiang last time, this old fritters learned to read letters without a teacher.If the envelope was sealed with black wax, there was no need for Qiu Sheng to tell him, Li Ci would bow and obey orders outside.

At present, Qiu Sheng has been studying ink and writing letters and staring at the rice paper for more than an hour, finally heaving a long sigh, leaning back and stretching his waist: "Li Ci, accompany me to see Xiaojingran."

Except for the early morning hours in the capital, it can be regarded as temporarily peaceful, but the border of Weizhou is still not safe.

The serious illness of Latu, the head of the Beili clan, is getting worse and worse. In the past ten days and a half months, he coughed up blood once, but now he has become a frequent visitor every day.This old lunatic who used to be all-powerful in the past was already old, and his lungs were inevitably injured by the lethal red blood during the Weizhou battle. This injury that could be cured when he was a boy with his head covered and sleeping for two days, today it overwhelms the camel. The last straw, he spent less and less time to be conscious, and when he was serious, he even started talking nonsense. When his subordinates asked him about the government, he answered a series of "taking advantage of the situation, the power is small and the power is big" and so on. thing, laughing and waving his arms.

There were many women who followed him, but Latour did not leave a single heir, only an adopted son, Deng Qi. When everyone saw that he was at the end of his journey and could no longer interfere in ruling Beili, they all elected Deng Qi to succeed him.They flocked to Latu's bed and asked politely, but today's old man can only recite ancient prose with a smirk, he can't even recognize people, and he laughs like crazy when he sees everyone.

On the Ching Ming Festival on the eighth day of April this year, the patriarch Latu, who had been running around for decades and made Beili strong and strong, died. After careful consideration by everyone, his adopted son Deng Qi took over the position of patriarch. .

The leader changed hands, and the entire Beili's foreign policy immediately changed drastically. The peace treaty signed at the beginning of the year was about to be overturned.On the one hand, Deng Qi reorganized the army to mobilize the hearts of the people, and on the other hand, he actively cooperated with the Nanban shaman Chuanmu.Although Latour's method of suspending the relationship with Dai Viet is based on the product of far-sighted considerations, but most of the people do not have such a long-term vision, and they have disliked this century-old enemy for a long time. The leader seemed to have been injected with chicken blood suddenly, wanting to go on a rampage and go straight to the capital.

In contrast, negotiating with Shaman Chuanmu was not so smooth.The Nanman had just sent troops to occupy the south of the Yangtze River, and before wandering around the Yanliu Painting Alley, the people who ate the exquisite rice grains in the small town and water village became gentle and kind, and they didn't even think about sending troops to Dayue again in the past few years.At the same time, there is still no big movement on Kunlun Mountain.

This forced Deng Qi into a dilemma.Nanban didn't fight against him from north to south, even if he was a stick, he didn't dare to strike rashly, but the whole clan was mobilized to sharpen their swords, if there was no blood to make a move, I'm afraid that the shining sword would kill his neck The pig's head was chopped off alive.

In desperation, Deng Qi had no choice but to start looking for trouble, strolling to the border of Weizhou every day, picking up some troubles and fighting a small battle, not chasing after winning, and running away when losing, telling the public that this is "exploring the enemy's falsehood". The beautiful name is "Know yourself and know the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles."

They had a lot of fun, but they fooled the generals of the Northwest Army. Gao Li and Wang Deng stayed on the Eastern Pavilion almost day and night, alternately observing the enemy's situation through "clairvoyance". After a few months, Deng Qi, who was so ignorant of the dragon, was about to suffer a nervous breakdown.

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night. I saw a military letter bomb exploded near the border, flying into the sky, burning a burst of green smoke, and flashing some faint green lights.

The border was in chaos for a moment.

Gao Li took the Sun Moon Knife standing on the side, locked the brand new light armor just delivered a while ago, rolled up the cuffs, and precisely made the five short arrows rotate in the bottle , turned around and gestured to Wang Deng: "Fire the military bombs, light the wolf smoke."

The four high pavilions in the southeast, north and west are connected in series through the ancient Great Wall. After He Lingyu directed the transformation of the arsenal, he folded the front of the fire and folded the ground into one, and ignited the beacon smoke in any one of them. It didn't take a stick of incense. The entire ancient Great Wall was full of flames, illuminating the bone-piercing night like day.

Wang Deng tilted his head and followed the clairvoyance to look at the border. He roughly counted the number of enemy soldiers in the dark, and suddenly felt a chill down his back. Is this man crazy?

This is almost the total number of soldiers and horses that the entire Beili can mobilize at the moment.

Before Gao Li had time to step down from the high pavilion and drive away, Wang Deng yelled loudly, "General Gao! Say less than 20 yuan!"

Not to mention that they actually used a huge chariot and black armor they had never seen before. The team was carefully arranged and moved forward in an orderly manner, approaching like a black python.

Wang Deng turned his head and waved his hand: "Mr. Shen, Miss He!"

There were two military advisers, Guo Weiwei, who took the lead and fought side by side with Gao Li, adapting to the situation, and Shen Dong, who was taken out with a white beard to affect the overall image of the Northwest Army, stayed on the high pavilion to observe the battle situation, inspecting the overall situation with a close-up perspective and making a safe decision. decision.

And this He Lingyu, who came to escort the light armor to the Northwest Army a while ago, saw that all the ordnance items in the army were blown to pieces during the battle in the deep winter of last year, so he stayed here to repair the items in the arsenal. Unexpectedly This is a head-on collision.

At this time, the distance was no longer necessary for clairvoyance, and the three of them stood on the high pavilion together to review the situation.I saw Deng Qi with a black armor cloak leading the way. There were four large chariots in front of him, coal mines were burning underneath, and he didn't need to be pushed, but he was able to move forward steadily. Behind him was a huge army.Compared with them, Gao Li, who only dispatched 5 people, is extremely weak.

At present, the two sides are still at the stage of demonstrating and talking harshly to each other. Wang Deng lowered his head and asked He Lingyu, "Miss He, are there any flaws in their chariot and black armor?"

He Lingyu beckoned and said "don't worry", then leaned over to the clairvoyant to have a closer look.

This girl will never let others interfere while she is working. While waiting patiently, Wang Deng looked at the military division who likes to raise small animals in his beard: "Mr. Shen?"

Shen Dong seemed to be very dissatisfied with Wang Dengxian's behavior of greeting the girl, and snorted coldly: "The general doesn't need to send so many soldiers. Although this battle is scary, the drunkard's intention is not to drink. Deng Qi doesn't want to use real swords and guns at all." You see, the black armor can cover the head and most of the body, the purpose is to prevent us from seeing the soldiers who are far away. The general will take a closer look through the clairvoyance. Judging from the way people walk and the degree of curvature of their backs, they are basically a bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled people, completely incapable of fighting."

Wang Deng was taken aback for a moment: "A bluff?"

Shen Dong: "That's right. Deng Qi has already mobilized almost the whole clan's fighting enthusiasm. It's easy for these old grandpas and grandmas to come out wearing armor and wander around for two laps. His elite soldiers are all in the front rows. It's just that he mobilizes the crowd like this. It is to arouse the general's high vigilance, thereby attracting more troops from the Northwest Army."

"Why lure them out?" Wang Deng was still at a loss, "So that we can kill them more quickly?"

"A treacherous person must use his strength to conceal his weakness, and his weakness to conceal his deceit. General Wang, have you forgotten?" Shen Dong stroked his beard seriously, "their hands once had red blood."

He Lingyu also raised his head from his clairvoyance at this time: "General Wang, the chariot is just an ordinary chariot, and the black armor is just a mask covering the whole face on top of their original armor. These hardware conditions are insufficient. It’s just a matter of concern. It’s just that there are about five or six gunpowder bags on each tank.”

I saw the elite soldiers behind Deng Qi, each with a red-hot torch in his hand and a longbow on his back.

This is to repeat the technique of Tiancheng's accident!

Wang Deng heard Deng Qi's vicious laugh from a distance, and saw him slowly reining in the reins of his horse and retreating, while a row of elite soldiers behind him stepped forward.

The four chariots were still burning coals and approached irresistibly. In desperation, they didn't even have time to run up the stairs of the high pavilion. Wang Deng stretched out his hand and grabbed the sun and moon knife and flew away from the high pavilion.

"General Gao! Withdraw your troops! Hurry—"