Don't go down if you have a kind [Rebirth]

It stands to reason that Wuyou, a baby boy who is not as tall as a horse, can't run anywhere.But now the whole country is full of smog, bandits and bandits are rampant in the city, spies and thieves are hiding in the streets, not to mention his special status, even a boy from an ordinary family, it is impossible for him to live safely for a few days alone.

On the one hand, I was annoyed that my lack of thoughtfulness caused him to see something he shouldn't see, and on the other hand, I wished I could break the legs of this careless thing.I wanted to issue a notice to find someone, but I was afraid of irritating the King of Yan, and later I was afraid of disturbing the hearts of the people, and I was worried that the thieves would take the opportunity to cause trouble and find him first!How did his second, third, and fourth mothers die? Doesn't he have a clue?

I was exhausted for a while, the war in the south was stalemate, the national treasury was sluggish every day, the Ministry of Household Affairs proposed an urgent increase in people's taxes, and the riots/chaos that had just subsided after hearing about the tax increase in Minzhou made a comeback. After a few more months, the court has begun. Some people retreat timidly.

Some of the people who had previously killed them and refused to move the capital began to change their tone, and a small number of people who were still unwilling to move the capital began to propose that the Qiang envoy should be released for renegotiation.

What can we talk about?Claiming to be a vassal and cutting land, paying tribute and compensation, which one is not a bad luck that loses power, humiliates the country, and brings disaster to the people?How could it be better than the wild death battlefield?

The beacon fire continued for three months, and spring began again in a blink of an eye, but there was still no news from Wuyou.And at this time of desperation, King Yan's family letter worth tens of thousands of gold arrived on the desk again-has he finally learned the news of Wuyou's disappearance?Still can't fight anymore?

However, when he opened it, he found that it was not written by King Yan himself, but by Xu Ji.

Xu Ji privately borrowed the express line dedicated to His Royal Highness King Yan, and photographed a shocking news in front of my eyes: "Zhu Le claimed to have captured His Royal Highness, grand nephew, and threatened His Royal Highness Yan to enter the Qiang camp for peace talks. He suspected fraud and asked for evidence. .”

The matter of Wuyou's disappearance could no longer be covered up, and the whole court exploded - "Absurd! What kind of peace talks? It is clearly a malicious intention! Once King Yan is gone, how can he return home!"

"The King of Yan will never enter the enemy's camp rashly! Thinking back when King Yan's son was captured, the Qiang people used such tricks, how did they ever succeed?"

"His Royal Highness Grand Nephew is clearly in the capital, how could he fall into the hands of Qiang thieves! Even if he is lost, how does His Royal Highness get out of this thousand-mile journey to Beiguan at such a young age!"

"This letter was written by Xu Ji. Why did Xu Ji ask the letter on behalf of King Yan? Could it be that King Yan is no longer in the army?"

... As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military men in the court trembled, and it seemed that even the beams and pillars on the main hall trembled violently.

My eyelids twitched: "Send someone to stop him! Stop him to death!"

However, I was separated by thousands of miles of angry shouts and it was too late to reach the third brother's ears.

He is over 50 years old, and his six relatives have not recognized him for a lifetime. His brother, mother, fake son and real nephew are all paid into the high hat of "Prince Yan is righteous and selfless". At the end of the day, I wanted to say "I can't bear it" to a "grandson" who came out of nowhere and had never met a few times.

It is true that the youngest son is innocent, but no one hopes that the general will be as cold as iron than at this moment.

"In the midsummer of the seventh year of Ping'an, the grand nephew was captured by the Qiang people. The king of Yan met Zhu Le and buried three thousand soldiers outside the enemy's line. The grand nephew went out and returned to the camp alone with two or three old horses. There was no one else."

King Yan's army finally collapsed across the board. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses retreated steadily. The North Thirteen Passes were lost one after another.At this time, Zhao Shuo had just fought a tough battle with the rioting army and civilians in Yanzhou. The military supplies were almost exhausted, and the only food and grass left were looted by the rioters.

King Liang's army going south was also unbearable for a long time, and was defeated.The King of Yue didn't know what An's heart was. He had already passed Qiuhong Ridge, but he didn't take the initiative to attack except for the battle of the South Palace. Catch the mouse.

King Liang's battle report said: "Beiguan is lost, and the capital is in danger. The king of Yue cherishes his soldiers and horses, watching the fire from the other side, in an attempt to profit. Our army has lost more than half, morale is low, and we can't delay it for a long time. Now we can only fight with our backs and go to death to survive. Your Majesty or You can recruit the militiamen under the jurisdiction of Xue Meng and Song Fei in the two prefectures of Liang and Xi, and make an early plan. Please take care of it and don't make your nephew homeless."

The south hoped that the north would repel the Qiang people as soon as possible, and the king of Yue would die. The north waited eagerly for the south to clear up the rebellion and send them food, grass and equipment as soon as possible.

It was Song Lang who sent the letter for the emperor's nephew.Master Song escorted a team that was said to be the luggage that King Liang led from the camp of King Yue into Beijing. He lamented the tragic and difficult situation in the south, saying that His Royal Highness King Liang had broken up the army and rushed into the territory of King Yue in batches. Fight to the death, win or die.

Wei Pei murmured: "If our army is defeated, the King of Yue is very likely to quickly seize large areas of land in Qing, Zhong, and even Western and Liang states. When the Qiang people enter the customs, the two sides will probably split the land and divide the state."

"There is no such day!" Xue Shang said angrily, "The Nine Gates have not been broken, and the Chishui has not been cut off. Your Majesty is still standing here. Why do Lord Wei say that!"

Song Lang's face was full of dust, his left arm was wrapped with a bandage, and he had a stern and murderous aura that hadn't dissipated from the battlefield.His eyes were cold and sad, he glanced lightly at Xue Shang and said, "Master Wei is just talking, why should Master Xue speak harshly?"

Xue Shang was rendered speechless by this glance.Wei Pei was silent: "Brother Song is injured, why don't you send someone else to escort this batch of baggage to the north, what does your majesty think?"

I said: "I have exactly this intention. Song Qing will resume her post immediately."

Song Lang thanked him and said: "I accept the decree. But please wait a day, Your Majesty, I still have some family affairs."

In the evening, Xue Shang also said that he had a family matter to resign.Only Wei Pei was left, and Wei Daren said: "I have no family affairs, so I can drink with Your Majesty."

I already drank half of the jug, seeing the gentle breeze under the high platform and the flickering of fireflies, I couldn't help feeling dizzy, but my heart was always clear: "You should have a family too, alas, Apunu sent someone to come here earlier. During the peace negotiation period, I was thinking of marrying you and the girl from Song Lang's family, but unfortunately I was too busy with the affairs of the general's mansion in the blink of an eye, and later the Tao Sanyong case came up, so it was a waste of time to delay it until now."

Wei Pei seemed a little surprised, and stared at me in a daze, regardless of his dignity: "..."

"Hi," I said apologetically, "It's not that I'm busy, but I know that someone is gossiping behind your back and ruining your reputation. If I don't take care of this matter myself, I'm afraid no one will dare to come to your house. I'm really sorry, Wei Qing. "

Wei Pei smiled: "I am terrified. Relying on Your Majesty's knowledge, I have come from a commoner to the present. It is really smooth and smooth. It is inevitable that people will discuss it. It is my fault that it will damage your Majesty's holy name."

Wei Aiqing must not know that I am having an affair with His Highness King Liang, maybe I should let him see what a real "bad reputation" is.I clinked glasses with him: "My reputation has long been bad, and the country is about to perish, so what do you care about?"

Wei Pei's eyes sank when he heard the words, and he copied Xue Shang's words: "Why do you say that, Your Majesty?"

Wei Aiqing was suddenly dragged into the palace to discuss matters, and before she could change into her official uniform, she was still wearing a white-washed soap and green casual robe, vaguely still the lonely scholar who traveled thousands of miles to Beijing to file a complaint.The scholar who was full of grievances hated the sky and the earth, denouncing those who should be killed to live, the innocent to die, and the world to turn black and white.But now Master Wei doesn't mention these things anymore. He doesn't know where he learned to lead but not to say, learned to be expedient, and learned to orderly order a group of heads before the sky falls, so that everyone in the world can stand up and share the burden evenly. some.

And he doesn't scold me anymore.I couldn't help feeling: "Wei Qing, that's not what you said before. The country is about to perish, and you call me stupid, ignorant, cowardly and incompetent... It's so heartbreaking for me."

He was shocked again: "This... I have never said such a thing. Your Majesty is an enlightened monarch."

I rattled the jug, "Oh, I've been studying all my life, and now the only thing left is to be enlightened."

Wei Pei lowered his eyes and said calmly: "In all dynasties and dynasties, how many people can get the word 'enlightened'. Your Majesty has this one, which is better than tens of thousands."

I'm not used to Mr. Wei being so easy-going: "Don't be like those people who flatter you. Hey, when Wuyou comes back, you can go to Xizhou with him. That kid can't help boasting, you have to be stricter with him in the future. "

Wei Pei has pale eyes, dry lips all year round, and frizzy hair. When he has a good complexion, he is amiable and scholarly, but when his complexion is a little dark, he appears withdrawn, cold and stern.

I was stared at coldly by him for a long time, feeling anxious in my heart: "I made a plan early. I know that many people seem unwilling to surrender or move the capital, but in fact they have quietly sent their family members away in private. Xue Shang is right. , This is called 'keep the green hills here'. Is this the 'family matter' he said? Let's make a compromise, keep the capital, and keep the green hills."

He nodded with a solemn expression, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Master Xue did not go back to resettle his family members. Mrs. Song died of illness last year today, and he went to the Song Mansion."

"Song Lang... I didn't notice this. He was still in prison at this time last year. Alas! Is Xue Shang here to beg for beating?"

"Life and death, it will be better after a long time." Wei Pei lowered his eyes, his voice was almost inaudible, and a trace of human sadness flashed across his face.

"You...you have to look forward to life," I patted him on the shoulder, "People, there are gatherings and parting, don't worry too much about the past, in the future you will have new family members, mentors, and best friends."

Wei Aiqing didn't know who was thinking of someone, she paused for a moment, and then smiled almost tenderly and wistfully: "In this world, besides the Empress Dowager, is there anyone else you care about very much?"

Mr. Wei is probably out of alcohol, he was already drunk and confused, and he dared to ask the emperor such a personal question. I snatched his wine glass: "I am the emperor, so there are many people who are worried about me. If you want to talk about the queen mother Empress, she is in my dream, not in my heart. The person I care about very much is in my dream."

Wei Pei repeated thoughtfully: "Dream?" Suddenly he closed his eyes, tilted his head and dozed off.

I ordered people to carry Mr. Wei to the couch in the meeting hall of the East Pavilion, and I also went back to the Shibo Tower to sleep.

Unexpectedly, this is my last full sleep in the Zibo Building.