Born short-lived

The most magnificent courtyard outside the Imperial City of Gyeonggi is located beside the north-south main road. It can occupy a good [-] acres of good land in Huajing, a prosperous place where every inch of land is expensive. The main entrance is two feet high, and the top is covered with the most The green-glazed glazed tiles made by a good glazed workshop, five spines and six animals squatting on the eaves, and the two open and closed doors are made of whole huanghuali wood shipped from Southeast Asia... If it is not out of etiquette, I almost want to put the stone on the doorway. The lion was replaced by a unicorn.

And on this magnificent gate, there is a door plaque nearly eight feet long. It is said that the word was inscribed by the current emperor himself-"Jiang's Mansion", which was inscribed on the 15nd day of the winter month [-] years ago, that is, Now the little princess's birthday.

In the early morning of this day, there was a thunderous sound of horseshoes on the street. The sound was extremely domineering, breaking the bustling tranquility of the imperial capital.

"Excuse me—"

The person who came was wearing a deep blue brocade, and his origin was unknown. Under his crotch was a horse with a black mane covered in muscle bumps, and he passed by like the wind on the straight and spacious main street.Because of this person's extremely loud voice, passers-by heard the movement from a distance, and hurriedly gave way to avoid him.

Generally speaking, horses of this quality are mostly used for urgent mail. As for why the spirit bird is not used to deliver the letter, it is probably because the content of the gift must not be leaked. A beast, or a fake beast, it is not impossible to be intercepted.

This man went straight to the gate of Jiang's Mansion without even taking a breath. He reined in the horse and stood up in front of the gate. He got off the horse and ran forward to knock on the door in almost one motion. People didn't make him wait for too long, and when he knocked, an old slave opened the door for him and welcomed him in.

Jiang Kun was receiving Yan Yushi in the front hall. During the conversation, he just talked about the prospective son-in-law who was far away in Xijiang, but unexpectedly said that Cao Cao had arrived. During the conversation, the old house slave led the messenger from Xijiang to Jiang Kun. .

The stamp printed on the envelope sealant is the private seal of Nie Houye Nie Lingfeng.

"Master Jiang...what is this letter talking about?" Yan Yushi stretched his neck to read it, but Jiang Kun avoided it without a trace.

Jiang Kun pretended not to hear what he said, raised his hand and waved away the others, and finished reading the letter with a dignified face, as if he was thinking about something, he thought about it in his heart, and answered carefully: "It is His Royal Highness who wants to ask Nie Lord Hou asks for help."

Yan Yushi paused for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "Then Marquis Nie...what does he mean?"

Jiang Kun let out a "hey" and put the letter upside down on the table: "Of course I want to go. Right now, His Royal Highness has the power to control troops and horses in the four realms. If you disobey the military order... you will lose your head. "

But since Marquis Nie wrote this letter on a special trip, he must not just tell him how much he listened to the prince. Yan Yushi knew that there must be more jade to attract after this, so he threw a brick at him like a friend: "However, although Lord Nie has a military order, the terrain in the western border is rugged, so there is no need to be in a hurry."

"Where is Yan Yushi talking?" Jiang Kun's tone sounded like accusation, but there was no trace of anger on his face. "It is also a serious crime to delay the military plane. Lord Nie has always been very fast in his troops, so he can't ruin his reputation."

Yan Yushi narrowed his eyes: "Then Master Jiang means..."

Jiang Kun twitched the beard on his chin with his fingers, stared at the courtyard scenery outside the hall with dim eyes, and said in a low voice: "If you encounter the enemy army in the northwest on the road, and you are accidentally attacked and unable to do what you want, Then no one can blame Lord Hou."

Hearing this, Yan Yushi lowered his eyebrows and thought carefully for a while, then let out a soft "hiss", rubbed his fingers together unconsciously, hesitantly hesitated to speak several times, frowning and hesitated for a long time before finally Cautiously said: "Although this plan is perfect, if something happens to Beijiang...then how can you and I bear it?"

Jiang Kun looked back at him calmly and glanced at him: "Yan Yushi's words are wrong. Something happened in the northern border. It's because His Royal Highness is not doing enough to guard it. What do you and I do?"

Yan Yushi was speechless, after all these years, although he had been involved in all kinds of open and secret struggles in the court, and the ups and downs of the officialdom, it didn't matter whether he was pretending to be a snake or harboring evil intentions, but if he really wanted to When it comes to the affairs of Jiangshan Sheji, he is still apprehensive after all - after all, other things are just pushed in the dark, and this may be a sinner through the ages, and he will be stigmatized for thousands of years.

When he chose to follow the Jiang family, he just wanted to be safe and wealthy in this world.

Nie Jiang was originally a family friend, and Nie's family will be the princess's husband's family in the future. Now Nie Lingfeng, Jiang Kun and the princess are all on the same boat. Pretending to be defeated by the enemy on the way meant that Dong Sheng would have no reinforcements.

To put it bluntly, it is to borrow a knife to kill people, so that Dong Sheng can't come back at all.

Yan Yushi felt uneasy, and his palms were sweating after only a few words, and he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at Jiang Kun. He waited for a long time before he said weakly: "But after all, the ancients said that brothers fight against the wall, outside Resist its humiliation..."

"Master Yan!" Jiang Kun raised his voice and interrupted, "Remember, if there is any mistake in Beijiang, or if there is any mistake in His Highness the Crown Prince, it is all because of His Highness the Crown Prince's lack of thoughtfulness and ineffective defense against the enemy. , has nothing to do with the princess!"

Yan Yushi's face turned pale for a while, his lips trembled twice, and he immediately gritted his teeth again after being stared at by Jiang Kun.

Seeing this man's indecisive look, Jiang Kun simply sat down next to him, pressed his cold hand, stared straight into his eyes, and warned in a low voice, "Master Yan, you and I will walk together At this point today, there is no way out. If the crown prince succeeds this time, the position of the crown prince will be hard to shake... and you and I are both political enemies of the crown prince. Just imagine that when the crown prince ascends the throne in the future, you Yan Fei, my Jiang family, and the princess— - What place is there for you?! Don’t forget, you were also responsible for letting the prince go to prison... If he becomes the emperor, will he let you go?"

When Yan Yushi said this, he broke out in a cold sweat and swallowed in fear.

Jiang Kun saw that he was moved, so he continued: "Beijiang can be brought back in the future if it is lost, but the throne is lost... Maybe it will lose his head... Besides, even if he can save his life temporarily, then You Yan clan, how will you live and live in the future? Lord Yan should consider for future generations, not just for yourself."

As Jiang Kun spoke, he pulled Yan Yushi closer, and whispered in his ear: "If the crown prince dies, the princess will be the best choice for the crown prince. In the future, she will be a sage and empress...and what do you say?" The clan should also be a prominent family, and Master Yan should be an extremely human minister, and his descendants will be kind to him for generations."

Yan Yushi looked at him cautiously: "Master Jiang... are you serious?"

Jiang Kun smiled without saying a word, rolled up his sleeves and sat down to the side, and said calmly: "Originally, Hei Ling has a short lifespan. If he ascends the throne, it will not be suitable for the country's peace and prosperity. When he manages to straighten out the government, he is about to leave." It's broken—where are the people looking forward to changing the emperor every day? In this day and age, it doesn't matter if it's a black spirit? It's not 1000 years ago... Besides, don't worry, Mr. Yan, the Nie family was chosen by Jiang himself. Lord Hou is very safe in his affairs, and will definitely not let people see the clues... If the prince is lucky enough not to die on the battlefield, there will be someone to help send him on the road."

Yan Yushi sighed secretly, as a tacit consent, but his face was still not very good-looking.

Jiang Kun sighed and said: "Since the prince likes to fight for the country, we might as well fulfill his fame in the first life - let the northern Xinjiang bury the hero bones for us."

At this time, the defenders of northern Xinjiang, thousands of miles away, had high morale just because they had just given the Sha'an people a head-on blow, and were gearing up for the next attack.

The Sha'an people suffered a great loss because of Dong Sheng's "empty city plan". The 20 spirit ghosts outflanking the east and west were all lost, and their vitality was greatly injured. Finally, they temporarily stopped the offensive, retreated two hundred miles, and stationed themselves outside the three passes bide our time.

Two days later, scouts from Xijiang came to report that the reinforcements from Xijiang had already engaged in a fight with the northwestern garrison in Sha'an five hundred miles away. Dong Sheng was worried, and confirmed it again with gray pigeons—the information was indeed correct. .

"It seems to be delayed." Wang Sheng took off the white crystal lens in front of him, raised his eyes to find Dong Sheng's gaze, but found that the other party did not look at him at all, and was staring straight at him without blinking. Sand table on the table.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, he frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Dong Sheng didn't answer for a long time, leaning over the edge of the sand table, his face was almost solemn, his eyes moved back and forth between the place where the Xijiang reinforcements and Sha'an fought and where they were, his fingers flicked once and for all He tapped the edge of the sand table lightly, and after a long silence, he finally asked thoughtfully, "How many reinforcements are there in the western border?"

Thinking of the past life, he couldn't help but click his tongue: "Mr. Nie is very face-saving. He only left 3 people stationed in the western border - a total of about 40 people rushed to help... What's wrong? What are you worried about?"

Originally, Dong Sheng always had some secret worries in his heart, but when he was asked by the past life, he couldn't tell what he was worrying about, he just frowned and shook his head, as if to persuade himself: "Don't miss this opportunity, don't come back again. Let's send troops tonight..."

After saying this, he still didn't seem to be completely relieved, hesitated for a while, and added: "Bring a few more gray pigeons."

Since it was marching at night, he had to recharge his batteries during the day, so Dong Sheng took a nap in the afternoon, but he didn't expect that even such a nap, which was less than half a stick of incense, could dream a lot .

This time he slept very restlessly, and dreamed of many scenes like a lantern, and most of them were related to Zeng Fenglei, who had been kind to him in his upbringing. The old man opened and closed his mouth as if he wanted to say something to him, But he couldn't hear anything.

When Zeng Fenglei was in his first seven years, he never entrusted him with a dream, as if the old man wished not to see him, a two-legged beast again, but now, after two years, he fell into a dream unexpectedly.

When Dong Sheng woke up from the dream, the corners of his eyes were still a little wet, but he also felt an unbearable palpitation.

So much so that when his valet put on the armor for him, he was still a little absent-minded.

Wang Sheng came in to urge him, and noticed that his complexion seemed not very good, so he couldn't help asking: "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

Dong Sheng adjusted his armor, and smiled at him from the bronze mirror: "It's okay... I just dreamed of the old marshal."

Wang Sheng froze for a moment, his brows frowned slightly, but the worried expression only remained on his face for a moment, and then disappeared immediately, only to see that Wang Sheng took advantage of the opportunity to turn the frowning expression into a strange mocking look, curling his eyebrows, so Tsukuru joked lightly: "This is called the possession of the god of war... Most likely, the old marshal is afraid that you will not be fascinated, so he came here to protect your life."

Dong Sheng didn't tell the truth, just smiled, shook his head helplessly, and lowered his voice in embarrassment: "In front of the people below, can you save me some face?"

In the past life, he didn't blame himself at all, and shrugged innocently.

When the army set out that night, Hua Xu's nearly 30 troops went northward around the pass, and made a surprise attack from the right rear of the enemy without anyone noticing.There were three empty cities in front of the Sha'an people, but they dared not enter, so they asked them to take a tour around them, and retreated step by step to the eastern plain.

This battle lasted from night to dawn, and at dawn, the Sha'an army was almost unable to retreat. The plains were no better than the valleys. Once they fell into a passive position, it would be difficult to counterattack.

After a night of bloody battle, everyone was tense. Dong Sheng was covered in blood and had no time to clean it. Except for the white crystal lens that would be wiped from time to time, there was almost no skin color visible on his body. When it reached his underwear, there were pieces of dry black lumps that were soaked and stuck to his body stickily.

"Your Highness!" Xiangsheng drew his horse and rushed towards Dongsheng from the gap between the soldiers. At this time, he was also covered in black. If it wasn't for his voice, Dongsheng would have almost failed to recognize him, "Further to the east is the sea. No, the people of Sha'an can't retreat."

"Pass down the order," Dong Sheng countered Ma Erzhi's death, "surround and attack them, don't rush forward."

He could not help hesitating for a moment after hearing this, he reined in the horse with one hand and wiped the blood from his eyelids with the other, looked in the direction of the enemy army in the distance, and said worriedly: "Are you...how sure?"

Although the remnants of the 20 spirit ghost army are now imprisoned, the spirit ghosts are extremely fierce after all, and Hua Xu is only winning the formation at this time, and the difference in numbers between the two sides is not large.

"Ten to encircle, five to attack." Dong Sheng said, "But judging from the current situation, encirclement and annihilation is the safest way. If you don't seek quick victory, the key is consumption. Don't stop the psychic cannon, Bai Jing If it’s not enough, shoot it with arrows, and try to avoid too much melee combat... By the way, let’s send an order to all the ministries, let them tell the people under their hands to save a little effort.”

After Dong Sheng finished speaking in a row, he breathed a sigh of relief in silence, and said emphatically: "Also, let those who wear the chips pay close attention."

But if Dong Sheng didn't mention it, after a night of fierce fighting, he would have almost forgotten about the Xijiang reinforcements in his next life, and his heart tightened suddenly when he said this, thinking that there should be news about the Xijiang reinforcements at this time , Hastily kicked the horse's belly lightly, pulled the rein and moved closer to Dong Sheng: "What's wrong?"

Dong Sheng's dark eyeballs were surprisingly gloomy, and they were even more disturbing than the black blood. Those eyes seemed to be looking at some unknown place through the white chip in front of him, and he said vigilantly: "From my Just noticed that at the beginning, there was no sign of reinforcements."