Haiyan

It was only five days ago when Crossing the battlefield received the news from Chuguan, but a few days ago when Yin Kang took a hundred shence troops to explore the road in Huangqi Valley, he was surrounded by a large area of ​​the Central Army, and he has not been seen yet.

Zhao Yuqing had gone to search for countless times but failed, and was about to write the recent situation to Chu Guan and the Golden Tent Palace when he remembered Chu Guan's letter. Up and down.

The offensive in the Western Han Dynasty has been violent and abnormal. This time, nearly 50 soldiers and horses from the 2000 tribes of the United States were dispatched, forcing the footsteps of Tiefutu and Shence Army to be unable to move. The army besieged Huangqi Valley for nearly ten days.

The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and the night road was very difficult to walk. The soldiers and horses originally supplied by the Golden Tent Palace traveled for more than half a month before turning to Huangqi Valley, and then fought with the Central Army for three days and three nights before finally crossing the border Dao broke out of a narrow encirclement and rescued Yin Kang and the few remaining thirty men and horses.

The mountains were full of corpses, and the strong wind was blowing bitterly. When Yin Kang came out of the fire covered in blood with a silver-clothed ink knife, he saw a slender figure standing at the end of the army with his back to him.

Those who depended on snow and water for ten days to transfer their lives, walked this way now, and those with weak feet had to be supported by others. It seemed that they were surprised at the identity of the person. After a long time, Yin Kang said: "Miss Qingjun."

Qingjun turned around slowly, pulled the huge hood on his head violently, frowned and said, "My lord."

Yin Kang smiled, "I don't think it was the girl who came here in person, thank you very much."

Qing Jun: "Ping asked Mr. Zhu to bring 3000 people to come first, and I brought 900 people to follow. But on the way, I heard that the prince was besieged by the Central Army, so I turned my way and came here in person."

Yin Kang laughed at himself: "I always thought that the Huangqi Valley was remote and flat, not a place for military strategists to use. The Han army's offensive was too fierce. I wanted to see if I could break through the Han army from here on, but I didn't want to be overwhelmed by their 2000 troops. It was my carelessness to ambush here one step at a time.”

Qingjun seemed to have something on his mind, with a sad expression on his face, "Let's not talk about this, but fortunately this time, the son is safe and sound, so I can have an explanation with Ping after I go back...My son, I am here This time I came here in person because I have something to tell the prince personally."

Yin Kang noticed the seriousness in her expression, couldn't help but clenched his fists, waved his hands to reject the water offered by the soldier, and said in a deep voice, "Girl, please tell me."

"Fifteen days ago there was news from Chuguan." Qing Jun took two steps forward and said, "Emperor Liu Fei of the Eastern Han Dynasty personally supervised the army. King Guangming died in the battle at Sanhe Battlefield. , Chuguan almost fell."

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"What did you say?"

Under the lamplight, Yin Kang's face turned pale in the blink of an eye.

Qingjun nodded, and emphasized: "The Golden Tent Palace has not received any letter from the prince, and the war of crossing is tense, thinking that the prince must not have received the news from Chuguan in time... the prince, King Guangming Fifteen days ago, he died in the Sanhe battlefield. Now his body has been cremated and sent to Jiuyi Mountain. King Dingxi took over the three armies to garrison Chuguan. The army of Zhongzhou was led by a general surnamed Liang to force the Eastern Han army back to Bianjing. King Dingxi is none other than General Hongying who disappeared from the Western Han Dynasty four years ago!"

As if he didn't hear Qingjun's words behind him, Yin Kang tilted his head instinctively, and continued to ask: "You said Brother Wei..."

Qingjun sighed and said: "The Eastern Han Army has been in the hands of the Guangming Army for several years. Even after receiving some support from the Central Army, they still couldn't hold Wei Shuyou. A few days ago, Liu Fei brought 23 Wei's ancestors The tablet is placed on the battlefield...the King of Light did not fight back until his death."

Before Yin Kang could speak, Qing Jun said again: "The past can't be reversed, son, what we have to do now is to find out the real purpose of King Dingxi. The man who has been dead for four years suddenly appeared, and he shot directly. Anyone can see the strength and ambition of this man if he destroys the old nest of the Eastern Han. From the Western Han Dynasty, we may be very difficult."

Yin Kang felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes. For a while, his legs were so soft that he couldn't stand still, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything. In addition, his physical strength was exhausted, so he had to rely on his side Soldiers can barely support it.

Qingjun sighed, feeling that it might be inappropriate to say more, so he ordered the soldiers to help him get on the horse and go on the road. Suddenly, there was a sound of horseshoes from not far away, and there were about three to fifty people in the darkness. For a moment, everyone couldn't help raising their vigilance. The moment the soldiers drew their swords, someone shouted: "Yin Kang!"

Zhao Yuqing strode up to him in a few steps, and regardless of the crowds around him, he hugged him tightly, before he could feel the joy of reunion, he said to Qingjun, "I didn't expect the girl to come here in person. , thank you very much."

Qingjun didn't seem to look at the two people in front of him, but nodded slightly, and said: "I'm afraid you don't know what's going on at Chuguan, I've already told Shizi everything about Chuguan, they've been trapped for too long , you take the son back to the crossing first, and I will get my soldiers and horses together later, and then go to the crossing to join you."

Zhao Yuqing nodded, and half-embraced and half-dragged Yin Kang, who put all his strength on him, out of the crowd. After the soldiers cleared up the battlefield, Qing Jun told the young general beside him, "Zhang Yuan, you Go tell Mr. Zhu first, let him secretly contact Prince Changsheng to ask about the affairs of Chuguan, the spies we sent out as soon as possible let them collect as much information about Zhongzhou as possible, and then check the expeditionary army. What is the progress of General Liang and the Eastern Han Dynasty? After three days, you will reply to me as soon as possible...Others, follow me to cross."

The night was very dark, the weeds were rustling, and the sound of horseshoes woke up the night owl, who flew across on the ground with blood.

Yin Shi.

In the Hall of Eternal Life, the ever-burning lamp was still in hand, and the young emperor rested his elbows on the huge desk to prop up his forehead. In the empty hall, there was only the sound of endless wind wafting. Accompanied by that extremely dangerous breath, the servants on duty at night were carefully Waiting, no one dared to make a sound, as if even breathing slowed down.

After a long time, the emperor raised his head. Under the light of the fire, his face, which was just over [-] years old, looked very old. His eyes were faintly bloodshot, and his bright yellow robe embroidered with auspicious clouds and dragon patterns had become a little wrinkled. The sleeves were covered with ink stains sporadically, and he stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brows. Zhao Yuqiang asked in a hoarse voice, "What time is it?"

The palace man said softly: "Your Majesty, the three quarters of Yin time have just passed."

Zhao Yuqiang stretched out his hand and gently scanned the memorial that was as high as a hill, and then read the very important [-]-li urgent letters sent over in the past few days again several times, suddenly the bull's head was wrong and he said: "Tonight the deer Who is supervising the army over there?"

The palace man thought for a while before saying, "It's Little General Lu from the Jingji Hall."

Zhao Yuqiang nodded, showing a satisfied smile, and after a while, he said: "This lamp is a bit dim, go and add some corpse oil."

The palace servants were silent for a long while, before they wondered: "Your Majesty, all the corpse oil has been used up. If we kill those slaves again, I'm afraid it will delay the progress of Lutai."

Zhao Yuqiang thought for a while, then nodded as if suddenly realizing, and said, "Forget it, save their lives first, and kill them after the deer platform is built."

The palace man lowered his head even lower, not daring to speak.

"Go, pass the prime minister to the palace." Zhao Yuqiang said suddenly.

The palace man was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, half an hour ago, the prime minister just returned from the palace..."

Zhao Yuqiang suddenly turned his head and gave him a slight glance, the palace servant shuddered for no reason, and hurriedly said: "Yes, this servant will pass on to the prime minister."

The exposure was even deeper outside. Fortunately, Li Daoyuan didn't go back at all, but squinted for a while in the carriage parked outside the palace. When the little eunuch came out, he was miserable and said: "My lord Forgive me, it's really His Majesty...the slave can't help it."

Li Daoyuan has also grown old in recent years, and the heavy fold between his eyebrows makes him look like he has an extra eye, making his original pair of eyes even more cunning and vicious. Listening to the eunuch's message, he doesn't notice it Surprised, after all, it has often been like this in the past few years. Their Majesty, even when he wakes up in the middle of the night, he may send someone into the palace to wait on him, let alone other matters. The elder elder just retired after discussing the matter of Beilu and Zhongzhou. He originally thought that he would go to court in a few hours, so he waited for a while before going back, but he didn't want to wait for him to fall asleep. , the summoning password came again...

Fortunately, he didn't go back, Li Daoyuan thought, and went to the Hall of Longevity with the little eunuch.

Since Liang Guoying was killed by the King of the Northern Territory a few years ago, and Li Zongyao was exiled to Pingshachuan, the only three remaining members of the five elders of the Senate have been unable to suppress the clan members who have become more and more crazy in recent years. He was already close to these clans, and over the past few years, the status of several of their elders has deteriorated year after year.

Cholera was rampant, and large-scale slave uprisings broke out frequently in many states and counties in recent years. Apart from the desperation of the court, the elders who did not have military power in their hands were even more difficult. Li Zongyao used to have all the soldiers and horses in his hands They were all distributed to the clan and several generals. To put it bluntly, their current status in the court is no different from that of ordinary civil servants.

As soon as the front foot was buried in the palace gate, a palace man came forward and looked at Li Daoyuan with some embarrassment on the back foot. Nuonuo said: "Prime Minister, Your Majesty has ordered you to go back, he is already asleep."

"..." Li Daoyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing. Behind him was the long wind blowing in along the road. He was young and didn't wear a big fur, but he didn't Feeling cold, he said coldly: "Understood, please tell Your Majesty, eunuch, I will wait for him to wake up outside the gate of this palace!"

The palace servants continued to wonder: "Master Prime Minister, then, that slave can only wait for His Majesty to wake up before telling him..."

Li Daoyuan did not refute, he gave a heavy 'Yes', flicked his sleeves, and stood in the snow and waited quietly.

Frost and snow made the whole king domain pale, and under the bright lights, it became more and more silvery on the Bauhinia Avenue. Li Daoyuan looked up at the northern sky. I don't know if it was his illusion. Followed by a few points.

The author has something to say: put so much first, it’s too late, try to add as much as possible tomorrow, the following is basically the story of two people....