Linzhi

Sang Lin was very surprised, subconsciously said: "So fast?!"

In fact, it was not too fast. They went out for a trip, wandered around, and came back for nearly a month, and these days were enough for Li Zhan and others to watch the army approaching the city, sitting in sleepy city, and jumping over the wall in a hurry.

But in Sang Lin's view, he did not witness how powerful the imperial army was, but Li Zhan was the most powerful of the six Nanyi tribes. After drawing many villages over, even Sangjiazhai could not fight against them, so Sanza chose to stand still until He Rong and the others arrived.

Such a powerful stockade, said to be defeated, was defeated in a blink of an eye. For the first time, Sang Lin had a clearer understanding of the military power of the imperial court, and he couldn't help but rejoice that his father was not persuaded by Li Zhan, otherwise he would be attacked now , also has itself.

Seeing that the two brothers and sisters were stunned, He Rong pointed out: "What you Nanyi people are best at is hiding in the mountains and forests, not defending and attacking the city. Once you lose this advantage, you can only wait for it to be captured. What's more, Li Zhan and others were originally rebellious troops. The rebellious army broke into Guangzhou, their name was not right, and they were cast aside by the local people. I think it’s better to go back to Li’s village and become a local tyrant, day after day, people’s minds change, so why would they want to fight against the imperial court?”

Sang Lin suddenly said, "At the end of the day, Li Zhan was not greedy enough to swallow a snake, but in the end he choked himself to death."

Sang Yun didn't have as many thoughts as them, so he couldn't wait to interject: "Your Highness, do you want to go back, can you take me with you?"

Sang Lin: "Ah Yun! Why do you bother His Highness all day long!"

Sang Yun made a face at him: "Brother, do you have the nerve to talk about me? Do you dare to say that you don't want His Highness to take you out?"

Sang Lin glared at her angrily and stopped talking.

He Rong raised his eyebrows: "Do you really want to come with me?"

Sang Yun's eyes lit up: "Is that okay, I want to play with Qing'an!"

"I don't want to play with you!" Sang Lin muttered.

Sang Yun ignored his brother who was holding back his leg, and looked at He Rong expectantly with bright eyes.

He Rong pondered: "It's not impossible to take you out, but you have to convince your father to agree, and..."

Sang Yun was afraid that he would regret it, so he hurriedly said, "I am willing to make cherry porridge for you every day!"

He Rong smiled but said, "If I eat it every day, I'll be bored to death, as long as you don't regret it after seeing him."

Sang Yun didn't even think about it: "Of course not, I'm too happy to see Qing'an!"

He Rong was a little funny at the little girl's gesture of swearing not to turn back unless she hit the south wall, but he was looking forward to the expression of his fifth younger brother when he saw Sang Yun.

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Thousands of miles away in Zhangye, when the hustle and bustle of the day has faded away, this bustling and famous border town, like countless other cities in the Central Plains, stands quietly under the moon-cool night. Staring at the joys and sorrows of the world.

The local people have the habit of going to bed early, so it is not as lively as Chang'an City all night. Just after Xu, the candles in many houses have been extinguished. If someone looks down from a high altitude, they can see large areas of darkness. There are only sporadic lights, flickering.

In front of the window, the candle is dimly lit. The owner of this room is one of them. He is sitting at the table, the brush in his hand is already filled with ink, but he has not written yet. Excessive ink drips from the tip of the pen onto the rice paper. Suddenly, an ink flower bloomed on the beige paper.

He was a little irritable, and suddenly tore up the paper, crumpled it up, and threw it out of the window.

Along with his movement, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Your Highness, it's me."

He Xiu heaved a sigh of relief and took the opportunity to put down his pen. "come on in!"

Zhang Yi, who pushed the door open, saw the stack of blank papers in front of He Xiu, and couldn't help laughing: "Your Highness, are you going to write a letter?"

He Xiu coughed lightly, a little embarrassed: "You came just in time. I thought you had already fallen asleep, so I didn't ask anyone to call you. I wanted to write a memorial to His Majesty, but I haven't written it for a long time, and my hands are a little raw. I still need your help with the wording."

Zhang Yi scratched his head: "Actually, I haven't written a memorial, I only saw my father write it."

His father is Zhang Tao, Marquis of Wuwei. Zhang Tao has three sons, and Zhang Yi is the third.Previously, Zhang Tao passed away suddenly due to a heart attack. His eldest son and second son, Fu Ling, Zhang Yi's elder brother and second brother, returned to Beijing. The remaining two, Zhang Yi and He Xiu, still stayed in Ganzhou to guard.

He Xiu laughed and said: "That's better than me. You know, when I was a child in Fangzhou, there was no teacher to teach us to read, and I don't like to read. I only think about playing with guns and clubs all day long. I just read and write on weekdays. I can't write the usage of parallel couplets in the playbook."

Zhang Yi: "What does Your Highness want to report to His Majesty?"

He Xiu didn't speak, took out a document and handed it to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi opened it and saw that it was an official document issued in the name of the Prime Minister's Mansion. In fact, it was an imperial decree, but it was not as vigorous as the imperial decree, requiring the recipient to execute it immediately.

"Your Majesty wants us to return to Beijing as soon as possible?" Zhang Yi glanced at the ten lines quickly, but his face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't help raising his voice.

He Xiu said lightly: "This is also expected. Guarding Ganzhou relies on Zhang Hou. Now that Zhang Hou is gone, the court will definitely transfer other veterans to come over as soon as possible. I have never been on the battlefield. Many people in the court In my eyes, naturally I can’t take on the heavy responsibility.”

Zhang Yi frowned: "But now that Chen Wei is stationed in Lingzhou, he can't be transferred easily. Does His Majesty want to transfer Li Kuan here?"

He Xiu: "I won't hide it from you. A few days ago, Marquis Li wrote to me, saying that the crown prince is going to play His Majesty and wants Chen Qian to come over."

Zhang Yi said blankly: "What is this talking about? I am completely confused!"

He Xiu's expression was indifferent: "Chen Qian was born in a peasant family, but Li Suian, Li Hou's daughter, is the one whom His Majesty intends to point out to me as his second concubine. In comparison, although Chen Qian is close to San Lang, His Highness the Crown Prince would rather If you choose him, you won't let Li Hou come here. Most importantly, His Royal Highness, you don't want me to be here and make any contribution, so you are anxious to let me go back."

Zhang Yi was dumbfounded: "I see, the water here is too deep. What do you mean, His Majesty asked us to return to Beijing as soon as possible because of what the Crown Prince said in front of His Majesty?"

He Xiu showed a hint of boredom: "If it weren't for this, how could the Prime Minister's Mansion issue such an order?"

He suddenly thought of something, and lowered his voice: "Your father's heart disease came without warning, so...is there anything strange about it?"

Zhang Yi thought for a while, then shook his head: "In fact, more or less of us Zhang family men have heart disease. My uncle, Zhang Ze's father, also died of heart disease. My father had a heart attack before. At that time, he went to the doctor in time. The doctor told him that he should not be overworked, ride a horse or drink alcohol, but my father is a military commander, how could he not ride a horse and not fight? It’s just that we didn’t expect that he didn’t die in battle, but it was like this... "

His eyes were red, and he couldn't speak.

He Xiu patted him on the shoulder: "The three of you brothers have gone to the battlefield with Zhang Hou. You can be said to be full of generals. The imperial court wants to take back Liangzhou and deter the Turks. It is useless to rely on those civil servants who can only talk. It depends on you, Li Kuan, Chen Wei, they are old after all, and the world in the battlefield in the future will definitely belong to you, Zhang Houquan knows it, and it is time to rest in peace."

Zhang Yi calmed down, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your comfort, Your Highness, you asked me to write a memorial to the imperial court, do you hope that the imperial court will allow us to stay in Ganzhou?"

"No!" He Xiu shook his head, "I hope His Majesty will not agree to Fu Nian's request, the imperial court will never send a princess to marry!"

Zhang Yi: "Your Highness is worried that Fu Nian has looked down on the court because of this?"

As a main fighter, he certainly does not want the court to make peace with the Turks, but Zhang Yi is by his father's side, and he is also very clear that the current court is dealing with the Nanyi people in the south, and is not ready for a two-front war at all. .The Nanyi people's rebellion, after all, was just a small fight, but if they went to war with the Turks, their strength would not be comparable to a small group of Nanyi people.

He Xiudao: "This is also one of the reasons. When we were in Fangzhou, news came from the capital that the late emperor wanted Jia Niang to marry us. At that time, our family was caught off guard, but we were helpless. I still remember that feeling. Today Jia Although my mother is dead, I think she must still be watching us in the spirit of the sky, and she certainly does not want another woman like her to be forced to leave home thousands of miles away and bury the rest of her life in the hands of Turkic people."

Zhang Yi was stunned when he heard that, he didn't know that this high-tempered Highness would have such an emotional side.

He was a little moved when he heard the words, and said decisively: "Your Highness is right. It should be a man's responsibility to expand the territory and sweep up the rebellion. In the end, we let a weak woman replace us and the feudal clan. Is this what a hot-blooded man did? Turkic people If you want to fight, then just risk your life to fight, if my father is still there, I would rather be able to fight vigorously with the enemy on the battlefield!"

He Xiu smiled wryly: "If only Your Majesty and all the court officials could be like you! I'm afraid that Your Majesty would not dare to start a war with the Turkic people, and the crown prince and all the ministers are alarmist, and finally give in to the Turkic people. The majestic dynasty will definitely lose face and be ridiculed by the people of the world!"

Zhang Yi sat upright with his pen in hand: "Your Highness, tell me what you want to say, and I will write it!"

"Okay! In my name, you can express your feelings to His Majesty, and talk about the current situation in Ganzhou..."

Before he finished speaking, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the silent night sky.

The two looked at each other in blank dismay, both stunned.

The whistle was not loud, but because most of the people had already fallen asleep and everything was quiet, it was extremely clear when it came from afar.

After one long whistle, there were three short whistles.

Zhang Yiteng stood up, the brush fell from his hand and rolled on the rice paper, leaving a line of deep ink marks.

"It's a police post! Someone attacked at night! It must be Turks!"

The two looked at each other, seeing excitement and tension on each other's faces.

And maybe a little bit of excitement.

"Good job! Let the people in the imperial court see if we have the ability to defend this place!"