I want to abdicate every day [Rebirth]

The mountains in the south are steep, and there are many rivers, and the rushing rivers pass through the mountain streams.

Today's battle report says that Ji Zhao went out to survey the terrain, but he stumbled and rolled down the hillside, and there was no news. Song Yan couldn't recover from such a heavy blow. He only felt that his heart was being pulled and hurt, as if he was going to gouge out something alive Let's go, he can hardly bear the pain, so he can only call the nanny to take Song Yin away.

Song Yan clutched his chest, all he could think about was Ji Zhao calling him brother Yan since he was a child, which made him feel even more uncomfortable: "Did you send someone to look for it?"

The soldier who sent the message hurriedly replied: "Replying to His Majesty, I have looked for it, but the river below the mountain is rushing, and there is nothing else except the fragment of the marshal's coat."

Song Yan felt his eyes go dark, and asked the soldier who sent the message to retreat to rest, while he himself locked himself in the Wende Palace, sitting in front of the desk without saying a word, his mind was full of Ji Zhao's appearance.

Song Yan never knew what it was like to lose Ji Zhao. It turned out to be heartbreaking.

He had to admit that he really couldn't do without Ji Zhao. If possible, he was more willing to stick to his thoughts at the time and keep him by his side. side to leave.

Song Yan buried her head on the desk, sobbing in a low voice:

"Bright moon—bright moon—"

He called Ji Zhao's name one after another, hoping that he could hear and respond, and then walked in from outside the hall and told him all this was just a joke.

The more Song Yan thought about it, the more sad he became, and even threw all the memorials on the desk to the ground in anger, and said angrily: "Since you have not believed what you said, why should I miss you."

He said so, and Song Yan did the same, so he calmed down, and called someone in to pick up all the memorials on the ground.

Song Yan flipped through the memorial in front of him, and carefully raised the ink pen to give instructions.

... "She is good-looking, but in the hearts of my subordinates, there is someone prettier than her. It's just that my subordinates are too young to reveal it."...

But after writing a few words, Song Yan's hand stopped, and the pain in his heart spread again. As soon as he let go of his hand, the ink brush fell on the memorial, making the words on the memorial blurry.

... "Your Majesty's selection of a concubine is a major event, and the spread of branches and leaves is also the foundation of the country. I have no reason to be unhappy."...

Song Yan's heart was still hurting, and she bowed her head on the desk and sobbed softly.

... "I will not obey your orders just because you are His Majesty. My responsibility is to protect you. In my eyes, your life is the most important thing. Do you understand?"...

... "The sweetheart of the minister is His Majesty, and the one I want to marry is also His Majesty."...

... "I don't allow you to have a sweetheart, you can only be mine." ...

... "I just want to force it." ...

The more Song Yan wanted to forget, Ji Zhao's words kept repeating in his mind, each time becoming more profound, as if he wanted to hear them.

He really can't do without Ji Zhao, really can't do without.

They haven't lived enough in this life, why did he have to separate like this just after admitting his relationship with Ji Zhao.

Except for him, Song Yan, no one dared to take Ji Zhao's life, not even God!

Song Yan raised his head, looked at Wende Palace with tears in his eyes, seemed to see Ji Zhao standing in front of him in a daze, forced Song Yan to clenched his fists, and then said seriously:

"Come here, invite the prime minister to enter the palace."

With the consent of the prime minister, Song Yan once again left the government and went to the southern border to look for Ji Zhao. Even if it was not for him, Song Yan would also stabilize the hearts of the people in the southern border, boost morale, and prevent the bandits from Nanzhao from invading their own land. .

The farther you go to the south, even in the early summer, you can feel the coolness. Song Yan walked on the official road in the south with Chang Lu and the two guards selected by Shence Camp, but what he thought about was going to the south. On the road in the north, there were five of them, and now three are in the south.

However, on the sixth or seventh day, Song Yan was getting closer and closer to the battlefield in the south, and in half a day's journey, he would arrive at Qingyue City, which was captured by Nanzhao bandits.

Chang Lu handed the water bag in front of Song Yan, looked at his sullen expression, and couldn't help saying: "My lord, we will arrive at the Pingnan army camp soon, don't worry, maybe the marshal has already returned?"

Song Yan raised his eyes and glanced at Chang Lu, but didn't say much, and ended up drinking from the water bag.

Song Yan really never thought that the prime minister would allow him to come to the southern border. He thought it would be a waste of time, but he didn't expect that he just mentioned a word, and the prime minister agreed, and even told him to let him come to the southern border without worry. Among them, he, the doctor Yushi and the Taiwei are guarding.

They will definitely wait until His Majesty returns to Beijing with the Empress.

Song Yan was very relieved when he heard this, and then he walked away very gracefully.

After drinking some water and eating some fruit, Song Yan got up and returned to the carriage, heading towards the camp of the Zhongping Southern Army.

However, not long after he left, the carriage stopped suddenly. Fortunately, Song Yan grabbed the window and avoided falling. Then he heard the sound of a sword being drawn outside the carriage. Song Yan quickly opened the curtain, but was caught The battle outside the car was startled.

There were about twenty soldiers in Nanzhao military uniforms, and they were all facing the carriage with their swords drawn, confronting Song Yan's accompanying guards.

Song Yan calmed down, looked at the Nanzhao leader and said, "Who are you, why did you stop our carriage?"

The leading general said: "Of course we are from Nanzhao. Don't you know that there is a war here? Or are you sending some secret letter to the barracks?"

Song Yan curled his lips into a smile: "Of course, I heard that the Generalissimo of the Pingnan Army is missing. I am an imperial envoy who came here to find someone."

The general looked at Song Yan for a while, and then the soldiers around him whispered to him, and then the general said: "Marshal Ji of the Pingnan Army, are you familiar with him?"

Song Yan didn't know why he asked this question, but he said seriously: "It's natural, otherwise, I wouldn't ask to be an imperial envoy, but you are so adventurous in the officialdom, aren't you afraid that the Pingnan Army will come and deal with you? "

The general sneered: "The Pingnan army is in a mess now, unable to take care of themselves, how can they strengthen their guard? Right now, no one is coming to rescue you. You should follow us back to Qingyue City obediently. The matter will be done well." , I will naturally let you go, if it is not done well, hum..."

He was very threatening. Looking at the disparity in power before him, Song Yan naturally understood what it means to be a man who understands current affairs. He couldn't fight hard with them, so Song Yan agreed to enter Qingyue City with them, and then think about it later. It is enough to cooperate with the Pingnan Army inside and outside.

Seeing that Song Yan and the others did not resist, the general tied them up and stuffed them into the carriage, spared the Pingnan Army camp, and took them back to Qingyue City along the path.

The houses in Qingyue City have now become the Nanzhao army's garrison, and the yamen in the city have also become the Nanzhao army's marshal's mansion.

Along the way, Song Yan was memorizing the terrain and the sentinels until he entered the city and stopped in front of the Yamen. Song Yan was taken out of the carriage and looked at the Nanzhao flag hanging on the Yamen, which made Song Yan feel very unhappy. , so he was thinking about how to drive the Nanzhao army out of his own land as soon as possible.

The general led the four of them into the yamen, and there was a shooting range in the backyard. At this moment, a man in blue was drawing a bow to aim at the target. He didn't stop drawing the bow until the deputy general went to pass the news. Turning to look at the four of them.

The general bowed to the man in blue, and said respectfully: "Mr. Yu, this is the imperial envoy sent by the imperial court to the Pingnan Army to find Marshal Ji. The last generals caught him when they were inquiring about the Pingnan Army."

Mr. Dayu's eyes were dark, he looked at Song Yan for a while, and then handed the bow to the lieutenant general, and then said: "Is there no one in the Eastern Jin Dynasty? How can a fair and handsome man like you be an official?"

Song Yan laughed mockingly: "Why, is it a sin for me to look better than you? I look down on people so much."

Mr. Dayu was not annoyed, he just turned his head and said: "Where is Princess Axia?"

The deputy general hurriedly saluted and replied: "Princess Axia and Sang Yu have gone outside the city, and the subordinates will send someone to follow them, and nothing will happen."

Mr. Dayu was relieved now, and smiled at Song Yan: "Princess Axia is my younger sister, and Sang Yu is someone she picked up on the road when she came to Qingyue City. I think it should be your usual sister." The Generalissimo of the Southern Army, Ji Zhao, but he claimed that he was not. Since you are the imperial envoys who came to look for Ji Zhao, you might as well wait and see. If this Sangyu is the Generalissimo of the Pingnan Army, it would not be in vain for you to come to the southern border one trip."

Song Yan's heart tightened when he heard this, and he was a little at a loss: "What?"

Mr. Dayu continued: "As a soldier, I hope to have a real fight with Marshal Ji on the battlefield. It would be a pity if he disappeared because of the terrain survey, so if we can find Marshal Ji Congratulations."

Song Yan listened to his candid words, but he had already analyzed the situation in his heart.

They had already gone deep into Qingyue City. If the Sangyu Lord Dayu said was Ji Zhao, the Dayu Lord might not let them go, and then fight on the battlefield. After all, soldiers are not tired of deceit, and letting Ji Zhao go is letting the tiger go back to the mountain. This Mr. Yu is not that stupid.

But Song Yan is naturally not stupid, but in order to confirm whether Sang Yu is Ji Zhao as soon as possible, he can only pretend to believe it, and can't help but say:

"Okay, I would like to thank Mr. Dayu very much. Your Majesty, I value Marshal Ji very much. Otherwise, I would not let him alone be the Marshal of Pingnan. Mr. Dayu is upright and aboveboard. If you want a fair confrontation, then I can only It's done."

Seeing Song Yan's flawless expression, Mr. Dayu could only nod and smile. After untying him himself, he led them to the front hall.

It's just that before I sat down in the front hall, I saw a beautiful figure appearing in the courtyard. The girl smiled like a peach blossom, and behind her was Ji Zhao.

Song Yan's heart was churning, and his expression was a little excited. He looked straight at Ji Zhao who was walking up the steps, and couldn't help but stepped forward: "Mingyue? Is it really you?"

However, the man looked indifferent and looked straight at Song Yan. Princess Axia immediately turned cold, pushed Song Yan away and took the boy's arm, and said affectionately:

"What bright moon, this is my mulberry elm, I picked it up on the way to Qingyue City."

Song Yan looked at the young man named Sang Yu in surprise, feeling very uneasy. If it wasn't for Ji Zhao, why did they look so similar.

But if it was Ji Zhao, why was he so indifferent when he saw Song Yan?

What the hell is going on here?