laughing soul

Qiu Sheng himself was unable to get out of the Nan Daying camp, and all the affairs in the capital, large and small, were handed over to Qiu Wei, the Prince of Qing'an. Learning a lot from the teacher, Jiang Chen and other court ministers actually thought that this person was simply sent out to experience civilian life, and he came back just to be a prince and manage the government.

It is somewhat similar to Qiu Sheng, but compared to Qiu Sheng who really hates the complicated officialdom, Qiu Wei is obviously just forced by the incompetent government created by the fatuous late emperor. Drunk and awake alone, I hid in the deep mountains and old forests quite proudly, but paid attention to the court's movements all the time.Back then when I heard that there was a plague in the capital city, the most ignorant and ignorant little brother Qiu Sheng was lucky enough to ascend the throne. This talent wandered out of the small woods, waiting for the little nephew to send someone to invite him back.

The so-called heroes cherish heroes is probably the case, but it's a pity that Qiu Sheng's youth was still too high-spirited back then, but only Qiu Wei saw what the child would grow into in a few years.

It is worthwhile to work for such a monarch.

The first battle in Weizhou came to an end, and Qiu Sheng went to Nandaying to recover Jiangnan almost at the same time. Although he won a lot of gold and silver by relying on the previous losses, it is a pity that no matter how much money is squeezed, there will be a limit sooner or later. On the other side, there was a long stream of water to fool around the New Year's Eve, and it was a very festive day in the first month, and there were not many families in the Central Plains who had a good New Year.

Those who were rich were justifiably scooped up by the court, and they didn’t even owe money to buy rice, let alone buy a bunch of fancy and useless New Year’s goods like in previous years; He is impoverished, but today he has a guillotine hanging from his neck with the flames of war and his wealth. He feels that every day is getting less and less. With a jump inside, the whole family stood neatly in rows, but there was also some bloody and helpless warmth.

Lu Yunjin remonstrated: "Your Majesty, the First World War in the South of the Yangtze River lasted for a long time, and it really consumed too much national power. If His Majesty insists on doing so, I am afraid that the already dilapidated and incomplete treasury will not be able to sustain it, and the people who have suffered from the war will not be able to face another round of bloodbath. Your Majesty I think that it is important to put the family and the country first, but the people-oriented plan has never been remembered, my lord?"

Before Qiu Sheng left, he gave Qiu Wei the right to listen to the government, and this person began to feel sorry for Qiu Sheng from the first day after listening to Lao Wangba's chanting.

He lowered his head and sighed softly, thinking in his heart: It's really embarrassing for my little nephew who loves to blush and have a thick neck.

"Wherever we are in the world, every inch of land must be inviolable." Qiu Wei said, "If a foreigner has evil intentions, he will sacrifice everything within his reach to ensure the integrity of his country. As for what Master Lu said, it is true. It doesn't make sense, but," he slowed down his voice and paused, "if the mountains and rivers are in front of us, we will be trapped in difficulties and dangers and dare not face them. How is it different from humble and lowly worms? What your majesty strives for is nothing more than my heart Chang’an, my parents are peaceful, our country stands in the high forest and Changning is not chaotic. Those who are trapped in the battlefield are not the ones here, who don’t feel pain in their backs while standing and talking?”

It seems that the two uncles and nephews spoke mercilessly together, Lu Yun hurriedly knelt down: "What does the prince say, how dare this humble minister."

Qiu Wei played with the green finger, and said in a low voice: "You don't need to worry about the treasury. As long as you stay here honestly, don't be idle and keep making troubles for the king... Take care of your work and you will help This king is very busy, so I will leave the court if I have nothing to do, and I will talk about it later if I have something to do. Qinglin, come with this king."

Tao Qinglin bathed in the envious or jealous eyes of the entire court, Shi Shi ran out following Qiu Wei like a soul, and slipped into an extremely hidden corner following the ghostly and elusive pace of that person.Tao Qinglin turned his head and looked around, and a layer of inexplicable cold sweat broke out on his back. He realized that he had lived in the palace for more than two or three years, and he had never been to such a ghostly place. I am afraid that such a secluded haunted house , even Jin Yiwei, who is flying over the eaves and walls, may not be able to find it.

"My lord, is this?"

It's true that he slipped out behind Qiu Wei's ass, but Tao Qinglin really didn't know what kind of tricks this person was trying to make, even though he knew that King Jingui would never feed himself to wolf dogs, he showed a murderous intent from time to time Iron Fist is still chilling after all.

Qiu Wei looked back at him, it seemed that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised to reveal an extremely restrained smile, but it was fleeting.His face was as dark as water, and he seemed to throw a small stone towards the roof coldly. I don't know where he picked it up. It was round and round without any sharp edges.

"This is it?" The curious baby Tao Qinglin asked involuntarily. Halfway through the sentence, he realized that there was something wrong with the question. There was no answer.

He squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then he answered clearly: "I just picked it up randomly from the flower bed, rubbed it with the fingertips of both hands, and it looks like this."

Tao Qinglin subconsciously looked at Qiu Wei's hands, his eyes were too late to reach, but he saw a person roaring down from the roof, standing firmly in front of Qiu Wei, knelt down, and bowed respectfully towards the two of them With a big gift: "My lord, Mr. Tao."

Tao Qinglin was dumbfounded: "You...you know me?"

The man stood up straight, ignored Tao Qinglin who was standing beside him as a mural, and turned to Qiu Wei, "What orders does the lord have?"

Qiu Wei: "All the old bastards in the court finally started to attack collectively. If they are not successful, they will be willing to watch the fire from the other side, watching others being burned and humming that they are very hot. You have to fart for a while before you feel at ease... What a bunch of sons of a bitch."

Tao Qinglin was dumbfounded: "..."

After pouring out his emotions in a rage, Qiu Wei just closed his eyes for a while and quickly returned to normal. He waved his arms and sleeves to give Tao Qinglin a seat, but he didn't say any unnecessary words to him, and tilted his head slightly: " Without further ado, the bald donkeys of Tianyuan Temple will be exempted for the time being, and the ghost leader of Wugu Village will be notified first, and the sword will no longer be invincible. After two years of tempering his mind and turning him into a fool, this king will clear the scene for him."

Anyone who blatantly insulted the current sage and said it so confidently, searched all over the world, and I am afraid that he could only find Prince Qing'an, Qiu Wei.

The hopscotch man in black nodded and accepted the order, without even needing Qiu Wei to say a word to explain this extremely abstract order, he bent down and gently knocked his forehead on the cold ground, using his white hair very reverently. She kissed Qiu Wei's toes lightly with her lips, but in the blink of an eye, she flew up and returned along the original road.

This series of movements was done smoothly and smoothly, and the overall time did not exceed two moments. After witnessing everything, Tao Qinglin began to think quickly, whether he was in a dream at this moment and couldn't extricate himself.

As the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, he has dutifully abided by the laws and regulations for several years. Even though he has heard of the three powerful weapons of Tianyuan Temple, Wugu Village, and Cuiwei Pavilion as a citizen of Dayue, he understands these three things from the chats of neighbors in the streets and alleys after dinner. They all have some unspeakable rifts with the Dai Viet court to varying degrees, so this matter is a hot water that everyone avoids in the capital, and occasionally mentions a sentence or two, fearing that they will be confessed tomorrow, and they will be torn apart. fate.

It wasn't until Qiu Wei hit him hard on the shoulder that Tao Qinglin woke up from the severe pain. For some reason, a jerk covered his buttocks.

Qiu Wei was stunned for a moment, but was quickly covered up: "This king wants to tidy up the court situation for His Majesty. If Mr. Tao has any objections, no matter when and where, this king will give you the qualification to give advice. The flying eagles and pigeons are all in the hands of the officials, if you want to, you can inform His Majesty before the bloody storm breaks out in the court."

He bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows like a humble and good son, and made a bow: "Master Tao, please feel free to do so."

Tao Qinglin finally recovered from the initial astonishment, mustered up the courage to meet Qiu Wei's cold gaze, and forced a subtle smile: "Dare to ask the prince, have you ever thought of the consequences?"

He has only been in the capital for a short while, and he used to be a big stubborn donkey full of thorns that would gnaw at him, but now he has been trained to be tactful and thorough, which shows that the capital is a heart-wrenching evil Even the beasts of floods can swallow the land.

"Xiaosheng was deeply involved in the Jiangnan war and it was rare to get away. The rate at which military pay and weapons were consumed in such a large-scale war was astonishing. Throwing the gold and silver treasures looted from the hands of the kings and grandchildren was like beating dogs with meat buns. There is no shadow. If you want to talk about the problem, this is the first thing, first mix some silver from Tianyuan Temple and Wugu Village to fill in the gaps, and let Xiaosheng take care of the shaman Chuanmu for the time being." Qiu Wei coughed lightly, "There is also the plan offered by Mr. Chu... Wait and ask Hu Tiandu where the paper ticket exchange is completed, first settle down the powerful and powerful families near the capital, if there are some mobs in the corner If there is chaos, it will not be difficult to suppress it. As for the useless ministers in the court, first shrink their salaries, and temporarily allocate part of the silver to support them."

Speaking of this, he tilted his head and glanced at Tao Qinglin, this time he smiled genuinely and said, "What? Did Mr. Tao really think that the king wanted to wash the Forbidden City with blood?"

There is a sense of oppression in this person who is not angry and majestic, which is even more frightening compared to Qiu Sheng who is still a little careless in addition to the majesty.Tao Qinglin didn't know how to answer, so he faltered and murmured twice.

"That's a trick to trick you, let's see if you are loyal." After making such a joke with his heart hanging in his throat, the wicked man smiled sincerely, and then, he seemed to have thought of something What, the expression on his face quickly faded into a frightening coldness.He squeezed the teacup on the corner of the table and turned it around slowly, pursed his originally sharp lips into an unkind thin line, and muttered to himself: "It's not yet time..."

Under his face, there seemed to be a beast sharpening its knife. It was obvious that the desire to kill bloodthirsty could not be suppressed, but he had to put on a beautiful coat of a literati and a poet. From the inside out, he looked like a beast. There was a strange and crazy smell gradually oozing out.

"Ah..." The old thief with a human face and a beast's heart sighed for no reason, his eyes shifted slightly to Tao Qinglin's slightly pale face, and he asked almost to himself, "My little nephew, why did he become a woman?" Where's Ren's bastard stuff?"

In the Jiangnan commander's tent, Qiu Sheng, who had just tied the last tie of the light armor, was about to lean over to fasten the armor when he felt a pervasive gust of evil wind enter his nose, and sneezed loudly for no reason.

Li Ci wanted to go forward to help, but he was at a loss when he saw the pile of clothes and armor that had been disassembled. Hearing that Qiu Sheng was about to go into battle, he was almost scared by the sneeze and knelt down: "Your Majesty! Are you well? Can you call a military doctor to have a look?"

Qiu Sheng smiled and looked at him helplessly.

Li Ci intuitively felt that his not-so-slender body was suddenly too small to be worth mentioning under such fearless eyes, and the cautious heart hidden deep under the ordinary appearance was unexpectedly captured by According to a transparent.

If the original plan had been followed, the great Buddha Qiu Sheng would have been deprived of the qualification to go to the front line by the coach Han Jianhua, but the plan could not keep up with the changes. He was knocked off his horse by the shaman Chuankiichi, ace general, and saved his life, but he temporarily lost his ability to move, and leading troops in battle is even more impossible.

In a war like this that almost exhausted the entire power of the two sides, it is almost impossible to turn the situation around by one person, but the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by an ant nest. The new manager of the management, the tight salary of the army, the conflicts and selfishness among the several lieutenants, etc., etc., etc., are all innocuous and common things in normal times, but they are enough to cause an avalanche effect when they happen at the same time on the battlefield.

Apart from Yu Zizhong, among the deputy generals of the Fire Army, there was no one who could be seamlessly connected for a while, so Han Jianhua had no choice but to put Qiu Sheng down from the spectator pavilion.

With Yu Zizhong's ability to adapt to changes in the usual battles, he should have been able to last until the end of the war, but today there was a sudden change. Qiu Sheng only exchanged a look with Han Jianhua, and he knew it well.

Knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy can win a hundred battles, and the shaman Chuanmu knows their situation well. In order to force Qiu Sheng out, he naturally aimed the most violent artillery fire at the umbrella in front of him-the commander of the fire army, Yu Zizhong.

"It is not a pity for a general of the country to die in battle. Now Uncle Qiu is also a good player in turning the court around. I have no worries about my death. There is really nothing special..." After locking the armor, Qiu Sheng clenched the Chengying Sword sideways and stepped forward When he left, he suddenly remembered something. Most of his body had been left outside the tent, but his lower waist to upper body was almost level with the ground, and he barely exposed his head and asked, "Is the clown bird that I told you to protect yesterday safe and sound?" Flew out of Jiangnan?"

Li Ci was taken aback for a moment, apparently he didn't expect the Lord Long Live to ask such a question at a critical moment: "Return to Your Majesty, I have been escorted out safely, there is no obstacle along the way."

Qiu Sheng seemed to be smiling, but his expression revealed deep sadness and weariness. Under the slightly frowning eyebrows were the slightly curved corners of the eyes, and there seemed to be water in the moistness.

I'm used to seeing this man's unrestrained appearance in the wind and rain, but such a slightly fragile and fragile expression was a new thing to Li Ci, and he was just dumbfounded for a while, until he noticed that the atmosphere was a little weird and awkward , was about to say some more words to comfort him, but when the voice was still stuck in his throat, the young man who never shed tears and showed weakness had straightened his back and walked out without looking back.

The battlefield filled with gunpowder can still be seen from the gap in the door curtain, and the resolute back is hidden in the flying flesh and swords, and the thin curtain of the handsome tent separates it like a complete and incomplete world. Soft-boned cowards whitewash the peace inside.

He was in a trance, and heard a roar almost roaring from the other side of the long river: "The fire army obeys the order! Outflank it from the right wing! Break its formation and attack the rear—"

The Fire Army was temporarily taking orders from the President Marshal Han Jianhua. When they saw their master coming, they all became excited again as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. Accompanied by the sound of drums, they swung their knives and slashed at the enemy's rear right wing. Forcibly divide the entire enemy army into two halves.

Han Jianhua took the lead and rushed in front of the army that captured the first wave of the enemy's strong attack. Hearing the movement, he unhurriedly drew his hand and swung his knife to slash downwards. After a moment of leisure, he clicked on a military letter bullet, and observed Qiu Sheng's every move from the corner of his eye. The moment the man turned his eyes around, he raised his left hand and gestured: "You stay in the middle of the army! No matter what happens, nothing will happen!"

The live target is really not alarmist. The group of southern barbarians who had already been scattered in sevens and eights saw Qiu Sheng personally lead the fire army to fight out, and immediately rushed up with the regiment, even though they were fighting against the fire army guarding the periphery. The soldiers became ghouls in the fierce fire attack, but they still pushed forward wave after wave. Although Qiu Sheng stuck in the center of the team, although it was somewhat useful, he still endured a lot of firepower attack than usual .

He dodged a feathered arrow that was flying fast, squinted his eyes to see Han Jianhua's gesture clearly, swiped his right arm quickly, and yanked the long sword deeply inserted in the heart of a barbarian. The fire pin of the military letter bomb was pulled out.

All of a sudden, the house exploded, the two of them were attacking their enemies in two places, but there was a sense of solidity that someone was by their side, and even swung the knife with a bit of ruthlessness.

Qiu Sheng still couldn't stand such an impenetrable and forceful attack, and closed his bloodshot eyes fiercely, and finally figured out the opponent's way slowly.

This is basically a mighty army aimed at Qiu Sheng himself, and once on the battlefield, he cannot retreat if he fails to achieve his goal, and has to fight to the death.

Those who can be selected into the army of dead soldiers are all first-class peerless masters, without exception, they are those who climbed out of the dead.If a person has no fear of life and death and no worries, he will no longer have to fear and worry. This is the so-called evil spirit.

Out of the corner of the eye, two soldiers rushed over at the same time, and there was no time to withdraw their right arms, so in desperation, they had to take a scimitar from the light armor, and rolled it completely in the can of drama. After the circle, he immediately released his hands, strung the two people into a candied haws in the air, and burst out a string of warm blood flowers in the crack.

Qiu Sheng dodged slightly in disgust, but was still inevitably splashed with blood on his face. He slowly scanned the entire gray battlefield and smiled coldly.

Shaman Chuanmu really thinks highly of him.

That's good, let him watch helplessly, how the army of dead soldiers he forged with all his heart was torn into pieces in the palm of his hand.

Not far away, his wild and unrestrained smile was reflected in the eyes of one person.

Shaman Chuanmu slowly moved his eyes away from his clairvoyance, his heart suddenly contracted sharply, and he couldn't breathe.

Qiu Zizhan, it turned out that the throne couldn't suppress his turmoil at all, but now he is still a desperate lunatic to force out his true heart.