Emperor Renzong of the Great Song Dynasty

Kou Zhun and Di Qing finally returned to court before the weather really got hot.

This trip lasted nearly two years. When Kou Zhun left, Zhao Yiyi and Kou Yaoniang were just married. When they came back, Zhao Xu and Zhao Dan were about to turn one year old.

On the night before entering the city, the army was stationed outside the city, waiting for the emperor to be received by the emperor at the gate tower the next day.

Because it was a triumphant return and they arrived at the gate of the house again, the soldiers were a little relaxed. Some went back to the barracks early to sleep, and some found wine to invite their friends and companions so that they would not be drunk and would not return.

Kou Zhun didn't want to restrain them too much on this last night. Anyway, there is no battle to be fought tomorrow, and there is no need to march. He just let the emperor see the military appearance of the long-victorious army. Open one eye and close one eye.

At midnight, the camp was silent, only a few barracks were brightly lit, and there were laughter and laughter.Occasionally, soldiers who got drunk rushed out of the barracks shouting something, and the crowd behind them burst out laughing.

Kou Zhun was revising the memorial to be presented to the emperor tomorrow under the lamp at this time, and frowned slightly when he heard these voices.Di Qing was standing by the side, and immediately stood up with his sword: "Your subordinate, go out and have a look."

Kou Zhun said coldly, "No need, tell them to make trouble."

Di Qing said: "The military camp is an important place, and discipline is the first. This is what Lai Guogong taught me."

Kou Zhun laughed: "It's a pity that I never taught you how to capture the false emperor alive. After all, you are still self-taught."

Di Qing silently lowered his head: "Don't dare."

Since the army left Bianliang, he and Kou Zhun began to compete in secret.

When the army is outside, it is most taboo to fight with one another.In particular, one of them is the commander-in-chief and the other is the deputy of the commander-in-chief. Once they fight, the army will mutiny, and the consequences will be disastrous.

Therefore, Di Qing did not dare to use the methods commonly used by literati in political struggles. He just kept taking the lead, making military exploits, and constantly improving his status in the hearts of the soldiers.

Soldiers are emotional creatures full of passion. Whoever eats and lives with them, and goes to battle together, they are willing to embrace whoever is king.

Although Kou Zhun has a very high prestige in their hearts, how can this prestige be compared to the comrades who charge in front of you in the hail of guns and arrows?

Gradually, Di Qing surpassed Kou Zhun in controlling the army.

Kou Zhun noticed this change immediately.

He also had panic attacks, but eventually let them go.

Because the army is out in battle, every soldier is the most precious asset, especially a genius like Di Qing.

After all, Kou Zhun was a loyal minister of the Song Dynasty. At a critical moment, he put the victory of the war in a more important position than the struggle for power.

After Di Qing led three hundred soldiers into the Xixia Palace and captured Li Yuanhao alive, he realized that he had lost his last chance to suppress Di Qing.

Di Qing was going to take his place in the army after all.

Kou Zhun looked at Di Qing who was standing in front of him.

His military career in less than two years has honed his aura to be more calm and solemn.At this time, although his face is still as soft and beautiful as before, as bright as the bright moon, no one will mistake him for Jiao Didi's son and brother anymore.

Kou Zhun sighed slightly: "You really deserve to be the official's cousin."

He smiled slightly: "You and him are really carved out of the same mold. You look at it quietly, but when you make a slight movement, it is beyond people's expectations."

There was a roc in ancient times, but it was unknown for three years.If it doesn't sing, it's a blockbuster.

A few drunken soldiers ran past the camp again, their laughter and shouts were deafening.

Di Qing frowned: "It's too outrageous."

Even if it was the eve before entering the city, the defense was so lax that it should not have been done.

After all, in the current barracks, there is still a prisoner of war with a special status-Li Yuanhao, the puppet emperor of Xixia.

The feat of capturing the false emperor alive is much more worthy of boasting than simply destroying his country and family. The emperor will hold a ceremony of presenting prisoners when he enters the city tomorrow, although some old-fashioned civil servants will not take them.

If something unexpected happened to Li Yuanhao tonight...

Di Qing turned around and opened the curtain, and shouted at the soldiers who were drinking and shouting, "Which battalion! Leave your number!"

Kou Zhun shook his head behind him, and continued to revise the memorial.

His daughter gave birth to the emperor's eldest son and the emperor's eldest daughter. How should he mention this matter in the memorial without deliberately mentioning it, and urge the emperor to establish a crown prince as soon as possible?

As for who to establish as the reserve, isn't this nonsense?

How many sons does the emperor have?

Alas, I'm going to be the prince's grandfather soon, and I'm still a little excited.

Di Qing walked out of the tent and went to those drunk men: "I heard you all making trouble in the whole camp! Tomorrow we will sacrifice prisoners, let's see how you are so drunk, how can you embarrass yourself in front of the officials!"

Walking in front of those people, Di Qing sniffled and suddenly became agitated.

wrong.

The booze was too strong.

It's as if these people didn't drink several jars of wine, but spilled several jars of wine on themselves.

He quickly glanced at them, and sure enough, he saw a large area of ​​water stains.

Logically speaking, they were all drunk to the point of spilling wine on their bodies, and the drinker should have been completely drunk.

But look at the few people in front of you, although they are all hooking their shoulders, staggering, twisting left and right, but their feet are firmly on the ground.

Judging from Di Qing's experience, these people's footholds are very stable now, even if they are suddenly swept away, they will not let them fall to the ground.

When did his soldiers become so strong?

Di Qing's face remained unchanged, and he continued to scold: "Do you really want to face the Holy Spirit tomorrow? As I said, the officials will parade the army in person on the tower. This is a supreme honor, and the discipline of our army must be displayed. "

He approached these drunk men resentfully, and tapped their chests one by one: "Tell me, how many times can you have the chance to be interviewed by officials in your life? It's just this one time, if you miss it, you won't have another chance! Don't cheer me up yet!"

When those people were pointed at by him, they all avoided subconsciously, halfway through hiding, and came back abruptly.

One of them, a big man with a height of eight feet, said vaguely: "Shangguan, don't dare, don't dare."

Di Qing could clearly see their ears hidden between their collars and headscarves by the light of the fire from the tent next to them.

There are pierced ears.

According to the customs of the Middle Earth, men do not wear their ears. Only the Xixia Dangxiang clan pierces their ears and wears heavy rings.

These people are Xixia people!

Reminiscent of Li Yuanhao who was being imprisoned in the barracks at this time——

Di Qing felt chills down his spine.

Sure enough, the Xixia people took advantage of this night when the defense was the most lax to come to rescue their master!

Di Qing counted secretly, one, two, three, four, five, there were five of them in total, all of them were tall and big, they looked like Lianjiazi.And wearing heavy clothes, I don't know if I have a weapon or not.

And these five people stood in a circle intentionally or unintentionally, surrounding Di Qing in the circle.

Di Qing brought a knife, but he was alone, and it was difficult to subdue five people at once.Kou Zhun is in the tent behind him, in case these people entangle him, rush into the tent and kill Kou Zhun...

For the current plan, the only way to get out without disturbing these people is to send someone to protect Kou Zhun and guard Li Yuanhao's cell.

And it must be fast, I don't know if they have reinforcements...

Di Qing said sharply: "Don't you dare? I think you are very brave!"

He repeated his words again about going back to the camp quickly, no drinking, going to bed early, and having to meet the officials tomorrow morning, and finally said: "Go back quickly, tell me to catch you and mess around outside, and I will never let you down!"

The five people all responded, and Di Qing pulled away, thinking of forming a team to guard Li Yuanhao as soon as possible...

Suddenly a voice came from behind: "Are you Mian Nirvana?"

Di Qing paused.

Face nirvana, that is, there are scars on the face, or there are gold letters stabbed on the face.

He has a good face and lacks deterrence on the battlefield, so he always wears a copper mask when he charges forward.

Of course the comrades around him knew why he was wearing a mask, but the ordinary soldiers and the enemy did not.

Over time, there was a saying that he was born as a prisoner, with gold letters tattooed on his face, and he wore a mask to cover up his ugliness.

From then on, Xixia called him General Mian Nie.

He was indeed a prisoner, but there was no gold letter tattooed on his face.He was imprisoned in his hometown, just as the imperial army was recruiting people, so he was escorted to Beijing.

Logically speaking, he should have been tattooed on his face with the words that he is worthy of a certain army in his hometown, but the tattoo master in his hometown couldn't bear to do it because he was too good-looking, saying that he could be tattooed anyway in the capital. Stay a day is a day.

He was very obedient to discipline, and had no intention of absconding in fear of crime, so the person in charge just turned a blind eye.

When he arrived in the capital, he met the emperor, and since then he got rid of his prisoner status and became the emperor's cousin.

If he had had gold letters tattooed on his face, it might not be so easy for Princess Di to accept him as her nephew.

He turned his head and smiled at those people: "Do you see something on my face?"

He also turned his head deliberately to show them his clean and flawless face.

Fortunately, he wore a mask when he was on the battlefield, and the Xixia people didn't know what he looked like.

He broke into the Xixia Palace and captured Li Yuanhao alive. The Xixia people hated him to the bone. If these people found out his identity, it might not be so easy to let him go.

The person who asked the question burped: "Little boy."

Di Qing pretended to be angry: "Damn it for disrespecting the superior!"

The man's companion accused him of the crime, Di Qing angrily turned around and wanted to leave, when the man suddenly shouted: "That's not right!"

He shouted: "Mian Nie is the cousin of the Emperor of Song, how could he get tattooed on his face!"

Di Qing secretly complained, he had never deliberately advertised his identity in the military camp, these Xixia people actually knew it, it seemed that they had done their homework seriously.

I'm afraid there is someone else who robbed the prison. These five people came near the tent of the Chinese army, and they came for him!

"it's him!"

The man's eyes were red: "Don't let him run away!"

Di Qing suddenly pulled out his saber, and slashed at this person fiercely, but he dodged and said, "You killed my brother!"

"I kill you!"