Born short-lived

But if these old things in court don't shut up, the empress is still uneasy after all.

The queen pondered, waved her sleeves and said, "Come here, I will serve you with pen and ink!"

The Great Wall of Northern Xinjiang was smashed by the Sha'an people into a large hole with a width of one foot, and the wind leaked out.However, after the war in northern Xinjiang, supplies were extremely scarce, refugees were everywhere, and the people were all dead and scattered. Even if all the manpower and material resources were concentrated, it would take three to four months at the earliest to plug this hole.

Dong Sheng stood on the top of the Great Wall holding the bronze telescope and looked into the distance for a long time, then he put down the bronze mirror again helplessly.

"Have you not retreated yet?" Xiangsheng asked with a frown.

Dong Sheng sighed: "Isn't that right, I'm still hanging on."

About tens of miles away from the frontier, Sha'an's army set up camp, with no intention of completely retreating.

"What do you mean?" Xiangsheng took a long-distance bronze mirror and looked into the distance. The Sha'an camp was still smoking, as if he wanted to fight with them, "Could it be that they plan to make a comeback?"

Dong Sheng didn't answer his words, because he himself couldn't figure out what the coach Sha'an was planning.As the saying goes, if you work hard, you will lose your strength and then you will be exhausted. The people of Sha'an have just lost a battle. Even if he wants to win the game, Sha'an may not have enough troops and morale.

As for Luo Che, the old fox who spent most of his life on the battlefield, it was impossible that he did not understand this truth.

But the most important thing is that the Shaan people can afford it, but he may not be able to afford it.

Dong Sheng looked at the misty wind and sand in the distance, fell silent for a while, took off the water bottle on his waist, and took a sip of water to moisten his chapped lips: "I heard that the imperial decree has come down?"

Hearing him mention this matter, Wang Sheng couldn't help but darken his face: "Yes, I just arrived yesterday, and I want you to leave immediately and return to Beijing."

Dong Sheng fought this battle for more than half a year. Originally, those people in the court expected him to die under the iron hooves of the Sha'an people, but they didn't expect him to win the battle, so they probably couldn't sit still for a long time.Moreover, he has led such a large army in the northern border for so long, if someone intends to frame him, he may not find a reason.

The wind on the top of the city was getting stronger, Dong Sheng tightened the cloak on his shoulders, took a deep breath, and said leisurely: "But do you think I can walk away?"

The army outside Xinjiang has not retreated, the repair of the Great Wall has not yet been completed, and the territory is in a mess, and there are messes everywhere waiting for him to clean up.

During the period when the Shaan people were raging on the land in the northern border, the common people who did not have time to evacuate suffered a lot. Most of the men died, and the women died, lost, and even cooked. Scary things for babies.Before this swarm of locusts left, they did not forget to give Northern Xinjiang a final blow—they burned all the fields and granaries in the occupied area.

The northern border is now full of scorched earth, displaced people are in disaster, and the soldiers in the army can barely eat, and the repair of the Great Wall is a big expense.

Even if you wait for the military salary rewarded by His Majesty, it is just a drop in the bucket.

"Actually, you don't have to do everything yourself," Wang Sheng sincerely persuaded, "Since His Majesty told you to go back, you can't disobey the order. The few lieutenants left by Zhuo Feng back then are also capable of doing things, so just explain everything clearly. "

What the past life said is indeed reasonable.

From His Majesty's document, it is difficult for Dong Sheng to be sure whether the Queen believed in the slander or really just missed him, but if he insists on staying in Northern Xinjiang, the Queen may have to think more.

After all, no matter how sympathetic the empress is, she is not someone who has personally experienced it in northern Xinjiang, so it is difficult to understand his plan.Moreover, the people above the courts of the past dynasties are more concerned about the so-called monarchs and ministers than the remote wars here.

Moreover, it was clearly written in the edict that he was asked to bring back several Tiangang Lingwu together, saying that it was to open the eyes of the people of the world, but Dong Sheng couldn't bear to explain what the purpose was.

In fact, what the queen thought at first was that the black spirit appeared once in a thousand years. The world only heard about the legendary Tiangang Lingwu who is brave and invincible. She just wanted Dong Sheng to come back and bring Tiangang Lingwu to show off, so as to make a name for herself.

But it's a pity that they are in different situations, she can't understand Dong Sheng, and Dong Sheng can't understand her.

The so-called disaster is the unfavorable weather from time to time, and the so-called evil is the discord between people.

Dong Sheng was bored for a long time, and finally insisted: "Escort Mr. Li back to Beijing, remember to write a note, saying, 'The army of Sha'an is still here, and the disaster in northern Xinjiang has not been eliminated. I dare not slack off. I have failed Your Majesty's kindness. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me. crime.'"

Angry and anxious: "Have you made up your mind? Although Sha'an hasn't retreated yet, he is already defeated. Is it more risky for you to stay or go back? Can't you figure it out?"

Dong Sheng looked at the distance without squinting, as if he didn't hear him, and continued to say to himself: "Also, 'this is a troubled time, natural disasters and man-made disasters, I hope your majesty can distinguish clearly, don't listen to what is not true. It is said that when Sha'an's army is completely retreated and the Great Wall in northern Xinjiang is rebuilt, the ministers will return to the court to plead guilty.'"

Luo Che is not an idiot, and he will never make unnecessary struggles. This time of stubborn resistance is definitely not to swell his face to make a fat man. What Dong Sheng is worried about is that the coach of Sha'an still has his trump card.

In the past life, he was so angry that he couldn't speak, but he also knew that he must not be able to hold back this little stubborn donkey, so he just cursed in a low voice: "I can't kill you." Then he turned his head angrily and walked away.

Dong Sheng heard the heavy footsteps behind him that seemed to be carrying resentment gradually far away, then turned his head quietly and looked in the direction where Xiangsheng left, and without knowing what he was thinking, he turned his head back silently, watching quietly Looking at the yellow sand in the distance, I felt in the pocket of the inner lining with my hand, and took out a small black jade pendant.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the small square of jade in his hand that was about to be covered with pulp by him, remembering that Zhou Zirong brought it back to him from Nanyang when he was in the East China Sea. After going to Sri Lanka, the two are separated by different places.

Since that day, we have gathered less and separated more.

Dong Sheng didn't know why, as long as he closed his eyes, he would dream about the fire-related dream.He has almost forgotten when this dream started, but he still remembers that every time he wakes up from the dream, he will crazily miss the person guarding the East China Sea.

Only when people experience wandering and dispersing, will they understand what home is.The right and wrong in this vast world, after all, can't compare with the brief years in the East China Sea when I was a teenager, and now I only think of it with emotion as a dream in ten years.

"Your Highness." A childish milk voice behind him pulled Dong Sheng back from his thoughts, and when he looked back, he saw the little boy who was as sunburnt as the bottom of a pot had made himself look like a dog, and was standing in front of him. She smiled at him with her face up.

"Yiming," Dong Sheng smiled, "Is everything packed?"

With the victory in the battle, Zhuo Yiming should really go home. If he doesn't go back, his mother probably has to demolish Dong Sheng's barracks.

"It's packed," Zhuo Yiming bowed respectfully, "Yiming is here to bid farewell to His Highness, and thank His Highness for your teachings over the past few months."

Dong Sheng smiled "Hey": "That's right, young man has a conscience, so why don't you say goodbye to your past master?"

For more than half a year, he had been teaching him martial arts in his past life, and he almost turned that sword spirit into a sword ghost.

Zhuo Yiming said: "When I came up just now, I happened to meet Master. Master seemed to be in a bad mood. Yiming didn't dare to bother me. I thought I'd better go later."

Dong Sheng clicked his tongue in his heart, and said that he was quite angry: "...Okay, then you have to thank him when you turn around."

"Yes," Zhuo Yiming nodded obediently, but he seemed to be holding back something in his heart. He didn't intend to ask, but he couldn't bear it after all, and opened his mouth tentatively, "But... I don't know why the dead master is Worry about something?"

Dong Sheng raised his hand to drive him away: "Okay, step back, children don't ask about adults."

Zhuo Yiming has always been smart and never pesters too much, he also knew that it would be inappropriate to ask further, so he bowed obediently: "Yiming understands, that Yiming will step down first."

Dong Sheng nodded, and said casually: "Let the people in the barracks see you off, be careful on the way."

Zhuo Yiming thanked Dong Sheng for his kindness, then suddenly seemed to think of something, and said solemnly: "Your Highness, take care, Yiming is taking my leave."

Dong Sheng was slightly taken aback, then smiled: "Thank you very much."

Dong Sheng's booklet was sent back to Beijing. The queen waited for more than ten days but did not get her son. She only waited for a slap in the face and Li Chongwen with a haggard face. Naturally, she was very angry.

You don't even come back to celebrate your success, you'll save face.

But it's not too much to think about that, but with a gloomy face in the court hall, he personally ordered to reduce the size of the celebration banquet after a few days-the Lord is gone, so there is nothing else to do. It's just to show off to the world.

But since she doesn't think of evil, it doesn't mean that those censors don't think of evil either.

Yan Yushi said with a thorn in his words: "Your Majesty, although the army of Sha'an outside the northern border has not retreated, the generals of the Zhuo family are still there, so it is not necessary for His Highness to personally deal with these defeated generals."

It means that it is not Dong Sheng's turn to make decisions in Beijiang, and Dong Sheng's "attentiveness" to Beijiang will inevitably have the suspicion of replacing him.

The empress understood what he said, her complexion was not very good-looking, but she still refused to let go: "Why, Yan Yushi is assertive this time?"

Yan Yushi was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head: "...the old minister dare not."

But the empress did not take this sentence to heart. Although Jiang Kun stood aside and didn't speak, he saw it clearly.

Such things as military power can be said to be bestowed by the imperial concubine, but self-proclaimed... is absolutely intolerable.

"Your Majesty," Jiang Kun said, "A few days ago, Zhuo's family played a seal, and they just came to the cabinet, saying that they wanted to show His Majesty."

The empress knew that Jiang Kun was powerful, and she was afraid that he would withhold the memorial without authorization, so there were many people she personally cultivated in the cabinet, such as Li Chongwen, so she knew about the memorial of the Zhuo family, but she was always reluctant to mention it.

But at this time, since Jiang Kun proposed it in court, the empress should take a look at it out of reason, so she had no choice but to say: "Submit it."

Jiang Kun answered yes.

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