White Feather Huaisha

"A few days ago, my son passed through Liangzhou. The river was wide and the clouds were low. The center of the river was frozen and cracked. The ice flew up and down, and the winter wheat seemed to be green. However, the fields have not been plowed for a long time, and they have been left idle. The population is less than a hundred. Most of them are due to wars. The reason for Tian Fu is mostly the reason of sons and ministers."

It was he who exalted the land tax and forced people to join the army, and now he is the one who bowed his head and accepted his fault.Xie Huai probably never felt that it was a mistake, just a detour.What I want to say is yet to come.

"As for the inside of Dajing Gate, Shenzhou land is sinking, the wind and snow are raging, the scorched earth is exposed, and there is no chicken crowing within a thousand miles. The living people are ten, and they flee south in threes and fours. Six or seven are all bones. The lame old man sees Long Qing Er The army, biting his arm, held back his tears and asked, "When will the tiger come?""

There is such a thing.It took a long time for the team to pass through the Dajing Gate before they finally encountered a survivor.

The lame old man's face was covered with plaster. Seeing the mighty army, he couldn't stop the muddy tears for a long time, thinking it was a mirage.

"Hu Ben needs to come."

This ending can be called sloppy, but the sloppy four words were written more and more slowly, Su Yu held his breath, waiting for him to sign.

Xie Huai writes like a dragon and a phoenix, and the horizontal and vertical strokes are extraordinarily rampant and reckless. He often throws the strokes out of the page, and throws the brushwork out of the paper contemptuously.But the bald pen in front of me paused and paused on the last stroke of "come", because of lack of ink, only a large dry sand trace appeared.

Xie Huai raised his wrist suddenly, and he pushed the pen holder aside heavily. He raised his hand and crumpled the paper and threw it on the ground. At the same time, he shook his head in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Su Yu didn't answer, squatted down and picked up the ball of paper and unfolded it, "... Isn't this very well written?"

Xie Huai watched Su Yu spread the paper coldly, "It's all nonsense, it can't coax people."

Su Yu said, "I don't think so."

Even if a child tells a lie, he knows that the truth is mixed with the fake, not to mention that Xie Huai's words are full of promises, no matter how flattering he is, there is still a little bit of the truth.

Su Yu continued: "You write to save face, but that's it, Your Majesty can understand it. If you keep blocking like this, something will happen in Jinling City."

Xie Huai continued to stand for a long time, raised his fingertips to touch his sleepy eyes, thought for a while, and then said: "He can understand without looking."

Su Yu didn't understand.Since you can understand it without reading it, since you know that Jinling will be besieged if there is no Huben army out of the city, why doesn't the emperor open the city gate?

Seeing his bewildered face, Xie Huai suddenly raised his hand and tugged at Su Yu's ear, "Stupid."

Su Yu reminded him: "The ears are going to fall off."

There was a charcoal fire in the tent, but not long after he came in, his ears were still cold.There is often a joke in the army. It is said that a soldier was on duty at night and heard something clanging on the ground. He lit a lamp and saw that his ears had froze.

When it was the coldest time in Longzhou, Su Yu once thought it was real, and would touch his ears whenever he heard a noise.

Xie Huai didn't hold back his laughter, and the pinching motion turned into a covering, covering his ears with both hands, holding Su Yu's head warmly in his palms, and leaning over to gently peck the two petals of berries, which were as soft as berries. Cold lips, "...so stupid."

Su Yu let him kiss him blindly, and took advantage of the situation to pull his waist.

Just like Su Yu's food is not delicious, Xie Huai also has a bit of a strange problem. As a prince, he always regards himself as a martial artist. He almost never sits and writes honestly. He always stands upright with his wrists hanging write.When Su Yu said this, he was still standing, like a pine tree that was seriously short of water and was about to jump into the clouds.

With Su Yu's gentle pull, the water-poor pine tree voluntarily took a step forward.Su Yu put his arms around his waist, let him stand between his legs, put his chin on his waist, and looked up at Xie Huai brightly.

Xie Huai rubbed Su Yu's ears with his fingers, and said with a smile: "It's getting dark, where's your little broken book? Take it out and practice."

He just stood there for a while, with a lot of cold sweat on his back, and he wanted to prostitute himself in front of the battle like this, probably because of something wrong with his brain.

Su Yu's posture did not change, nor did the expression on his face, only his two big black eyes rolled skillfully, and he poked his lower back, "Be careful to die on the bed."

Xie Huai lowered his voice, rather secretively, "Don't tell me, I've thought about hundreds of ways to die before, after much deliberation, it's better to die on the bed. It's just that I haven't found the right person, you can count on me to catch you Yes, God-given golden boy, little Su Yu."

The golden boy Xiao Suyu blinked his eyes, and suddenly said: "I advise you to show some face. You are dead, what should I do?"

His intention was to let Xie Huaiyou take care of his body, but he didn't even stumble on the medicine jar, "What should I do? What should I do? Most bastards haven't been harmed for a few years, and their wives are doing well, right?" , It’s time to fight and fight, and it’s time to lay eggs. It’s as if any bastard can harm Yi Qianqian.”

Su Yu scolded his mother in his heart.

Others would cry miserably when they married chickens and dogs like chickens and dogs, but now thinking about changing from a chicken to a dog is considered romantic—he just slept with Xie Dawangba once, and he became a bastard wife.He deserves to die so early.

Wang Ba went on to say: "You think too far. Once the people from Beiji come, the two of us will have to go west hand in hand before we go to bed for the second time."

While chasing Su Yu, he waved his hands and touched his waist, trying to take out the humble letter from Su Yu's hand.Su Yu didn't let him talk nonsense, and didn't let go, he raised his head and said, "I'll give it to Lord Lin, and let His Highness the Second Highness present it to the imperial court."

Xie Huai covered his ears for a while before letting him go, "Whatever. But it's useless, don't take it seriously."

After writing a letter eloquently, Xie Huai had already completed the psychological struggle of "I lost" in his heart.Before the letter was sent, he seemed to have kowtowed to the emperor ten times, and he was willing to have no regrets. It didn't matter whether the letter was delivered or not.

He has been competing with himself all his life, and the measure of success or failure is only engraved on himself.As for whether others saw his rivalry, he didn't seem to care.

Su Yu folded the seemingly strong but soft letter, secretly handed it to Lin Chuanluo, and waited for a full fifteen days, until the supplies in the city were exhausted, and there were rumors that people were starving to death.

Until No. 15 days, the gates of the city were not opened, and the tiger and cardinal army did not come—Xie Huai and the emperor shared the same flesh and blood, and there was a connection in the fusion, most of the time there was no need to speak, and the result was in the heart.

This is something.

The day after Su Yu delivered the letter, the Beiji army arrived.

On the northwest corner of Jinling stands a former Buddhist temple, half buried in dust, named Changning.Changning Temple is not as beautiful as Qixia Temple on the top of Sheshan Mountain. The incense burnt is so low that only two or three old monks are left to clean a nine-story relic pagoda.

The Changning Stupa is on two boats, one is outside the city and the other is inside the city. Under the foot of the one outside the city is an old jujube tree that bears two or three dried dates, shaking in the winter wind.

San Lun spit into the palm of his hand, climbed up three times and two times, and built a pergola with one hand like a monkey, looking to the north.

Through the thin gray mist in the early morning, the faint banners in front of us are like a mirage, and with the slight change of color in the morning light, thousands of waves appear.

San Lun slipped down silently, clapped his hands, "Here we are."

Yan Yufei and Li Tan took a deep breath at the same time. The former raised his gun to signal the cavalry to form formation, and the latter raised a hand to signal the archers to tighten the bowstring.

Su Yu turned the horse's head indifferently, and walked back against the sea of ​​iron-black armor.

Parting the iron sea, there was a man riding a lean black horse at the base of the city wall. His face was particularly pale, but he smiled at him with narrowed eyes.

Xie Huai gave him such a magnanimous smile, Su Yu subconsciously parted, and felt that the jade ghost hanging on his chest seemed to be getting colder and colder.At the same time, a burst of anger in the chest and abdomen sprang up silently.

He kept saying "Do your best and know the destiny", thinking that you should live up to your family, your country, and your dreams.But until now, the personnel affairs have been exhausted, and the destiny is still unknown. The sluggish people in the city calmly stepped on the heads of the soldiers.

The Great Zhou Dynasty has been founded for a hundred years. Sometimes it is vigorous, sometimes Zhaoyang is bright, and sometimes it drives the enemy.But it was the first time that the enemy had forced him to the base of the city wall of the capital.

When Su Yu was a child weeding and playing in front of the house, his brother who was studying said something for no reason, "The capital and women are the decency of a country".

Li Xing died eight years ago, and Jinling was besieged eight years later.It took Da Zhou eight years to lose both of these dignity.

The author has something to say:

Mao Ning...woke up from the cold...frozen into quail...

By the way, our little angels treat me... Really, that is the configuration of the sweet pet article... I haven't read the sweet pet article...but I am the heroine... Zhang Zhang hits the thunder... Even the ljj is framed... Pet I was so confused, I turned into Joker Xue...writing poems for you and generating electricity for sweet pets...

But Xiao Xie, who should be beaten, still can't run away :-/...