Better to live forever [Rebirth]

As soon as the news of Emperor Zhenyuan's fainting in court came out, the entire Luojing fell into a dead silence.

The Xianbei Mansion, which is thousands of miles away, has not heard the news that shocked the government and the public.

The commander of the Zhu family army acted vigorously and killed nearly a hundred officials, big and small, in just half a month. People of the Xianbei tribe rushed to tell the news, and Zhu Zhenliang quickly spread these big actions throughout the entire Xianbei mansion due to the advantage of the situation.While the Xianbei people avenged their great revenge, they even sent relatives and generals to garrison troops in various counties and counties. They dispatched troops to dig out the public treasury of the government and the private pockets of officials, and distributed food and clothing to the people.

Poor people do not distinguish between Han or Xianbei, as long as they have milk, they are mothers.

Holding the real food in their hands - the food that their father and brothers had to fight to the south of Dajing in exchange for their lives, unexpectedly came into their hands so easily at this moment.

For a moment, as if the storm subsided after the storm, the Xianbei people and the soldiers of the Dajing government entered an unprecedented period of peaceful coexistence.

At the same time, there was a person lying bloodied in the big tent of the military camp, biting a pillow and asking the military doctor to administer medicine.

Isn't it Zhu Jiajun's coach, Zhu Zhenliang?

Military doctor Liu Yi cleaned up the wound on his back before he walked out of the big tent.Mrs. Gao, Zhu Zhengbei and Zhu Zhenliang's lieutenants waited anxiously outside, and when they saw him coming out, they rushed up to greet him: "Doctor Liu, how is my father?"

"Marshal's skin is rough and his flesh is thick. They are all skin traumas. They cannot kill anyone."

Liu Yi said calmly.

Zhu Zhengbei and his deputy Zhu Fan's dark faces twisted when they heard this, and they watched the coach being carried in half dead, bleeding all the way, how could it be okay.

On the contrary, Mrs. Gao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you Master, I'll go and see him first."

She is also a military doctor, and she was supposed to work under Liu Yi, but the patient there was her husband, and she was afraid of seeing him in a mess, so she simply waited outside.

"He's asking for trouble for himself, why do you feel sorry for him?" Liu Yi was full of displeasure, and snorted: "If you want to see it, go and see it, it will hurt you for a hundred days, and you will get tired of seeing him like a dog." when."

Lady Gao lost her smile, turned her head and went in.

Lieutenant General Zhu Fan followed closely behind. Zhu Zhengbei looked at Doctor Liu Jun, who dismissed him: "Your father has never been injured before, so hurry up and go."

Zhu Zhengbei breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed in without stopping.

It would be nice if my brother was here.

Zhu Zhengbei thought, Dr. Liu Jun was indifferent and mean to everyone, but he always had a smiling face of Maitreya Buddha to his younger brother, and he always spoke in a soft voice.

Hey, the gap between people is always insurmountable.

When Zhu Zhengbei entered, he heard Uncle Zhu Fan say in a loud voice: "...the old marshal can't see, why are you bothering? Those bastards are the same, you let them fight, you really dare to be cruel! Looking back, I will kill those who don't have eyes."

Zhu Zhenliang raised his eyelids to look at him, enduring the pain and didn't want to waste words with him.

Mrs. Gao was feeling his pulse. It wasn't that she couldn't trust her master. She had studied with Liu Yi for more than ten years and was proficient in trauma, and the others were just superficial.It's just that if you care about it, you will be chaotic. You have to make sure that he is safe before you can rest assured.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhengbei said: "Uncle Sixteen, don't talk nonsense, abuse of lynching will hit you with fifty army sticks."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhu Fan, leaned beside Zhu Zhenliang and said, "Father, are you all right? Is the pain severe?"

Zhu Zhenliang rolled his eyes, and said to himself: I am not made of mud, does it hurt?It hurts me to death!

However, being an old man in front of his son always has to hold his face. He didn't show timidity, and diverted the attention of a few people with his business, so as not to look at his miserable appearance.

"Military division... Hiss, is there any news?"

Zhu Fan hurriedly said: "Commander, not yet. The scouts will arrive in Luojing yesterday at the latest according to the time. Don't worry, the military adviser has said that this matter is safe, and Sima Yuqi will definitely not be able to please him."

Zhu Zhenliang rolled his eyes again.

Could it be that he spent so much time on Sima Yuqi?Ge Laozi, who is he!

Zhu Zhengbei looked at that one, then at this one, and said: "Father, there is news that Grandpa will send Zhanying to pass the news, and he will watch over Ann Arbor early in the morning, so he won't miss it."

Zhu Zhenliang nodded.

Mrs. Gao said: "Okay, I didn't see that your father has become this virtuous. His injury needs to be recuperated. You all go out and stop talking nonsense."

Zhu Zhengbei said in his heart: Dad's injury this time is no worse than the shoulder injury he suffered the year before last. He just doesn't want to rest, and he has to lie down for ten days and a half months. There is really no need for Aniang to worry.

But the marshal's wife dared not disobey orders, so Zhu Fan and Zhu Zhengbei had no choice but to shut up and go out.

Only then did Zhu Zhenliang grin his teeth, and wailed in a low voice: "Those bastards, the stinky stones in the latrine don't know how to maneuver, and they really killed me! Ouch, it hurts me to death!"

If he hadn't endured it and fainted under the military law, where would this old face be?

Mrs. Gao said unhappily: "The old marshal personally ordered to beat you, who dares to release water for you? If you want me to say, you should beat you this time, at least you will save your life if you beat you. If you continue to be so ignorant, our whole family will have to kill you." Finish playing with you!"

"...you can't say that."

For old couples, Zhu Zhenliang didn't care about losing face in front of her, so he replied dryly, and closed his mouth under her stare.

He knew better than anyone else that he should fight this time!

Seeing his pale face full of loneliness and annoyance, Mrs. Gao couldn't bear it: "Don't make it difficult for yourself, you still have injuries. Besides, you are good at leading troops to fight, and playing tricks of politicians, you will be no one in eight lifetimes." Opponents, it's useless to be angry. You have to be careful next time, especially when it's about accepting your fate, it's not too much to be on guard."

Zhu Zhenliang nodded listlessly.

After a while, he took Mrs. Gao's hand to massage his meridians on his head, and said: "Like a father, like a son, I don't need my cleverness. I don't know who gave him the idea. You say Woolen cloth?"

"Father didn't mention it, it's useless to think about it." Mrs. Gao knew their father and son very well, and she had doubts before, but she didn't care: "Father also has two or three old friends who died in Luojing. It's normal to mention a few words, anyway, no matter who helped us, Dad has a sense of proportion, so you don't need to rush to repay the favor."

Zhu Zhenliang squeezed her rough palm in a dull manner, but still expressed his guess: "You said... could it be longevity?"

"Hey! Marshal Zhu, you're almost done."

Lady Gao laughed.

"A dragon gives birth to a dragon and a phoenix, and the son of a mouse specializes in making holes. I don't know what kind of virtue your son is? He crawled out of my stomach, and he didn't benefit me at all. Instead, he was like you, and he walked to the end with a single tendon." , I don’t understand every corner! Tell me about you, why can’t you be more intelligent, and even my son will not be smart.”

As she spoke, Mrs. Gao poked his forehead with her finger.

Zhu Zhenliang chuckled, held her hand tightly and said, "I'm just guessing."

"Come on, you can just tell me, but don't fart around and let others see my son's jokes."

"Where can it be?"

The doubts in Zhu Zhenliang's heart dissipated with the determination of his wife, and after talking for a while, the pain on his buttocks eased a little, so he happily ordered Mrs. Gao to bring him tea and water.

Mrs. Gao glared at him angrily, before feeding him here, Zhu Fan's loud voice came from outside the account: "Commander! The military is here!"

Zhu Zhenliang choked on water, hurriedly asked Mrs. Gao to put away the tea, wiped his mouth, and lay back on the pillow, looking like he was dying.

Mrs. Gao can't laugh or cry, it's strange that the ancient military master is now working under your command, so can he sue you and the old marshal?really...

"Ma'am, is the boss okay?"

The gentle and elegant ancient military adviser entered, saluted Mrs. Gao before asking.

"It's all the same if it doesn't hinder you. Don't even think about getting out of bed this month." Mrs. Gao calmed down and returned to her usual appearance, asking: "The military adviser is here, but the old marshal has news. gone?"

"As Madame expected—"

"Damn it! If you have a letter, hurry up and bring it to me!"

Zhu Zhenliang shouted from behind the screen.

Ouch——The shortness of breath hurts the body, the Marshal himself suffered the consequences.His whole body hurts when his butt moved, and when he saw Gu Chaoan coming around the screen, he hurriedly calmed down his expression, but the pain didn't go away, so he couldn't help but feel very awkward.

"Boss, please look."

Gu Junshi selectively blinded to save the face of the marshal, and respectfully handed a small roll of paper to Zhu Zhenliang.

Zhu Zhenliang rolled up the note and saw that it read:

When the court battle was thirty, he was thrown into the prison.An imperial envoy will be sent and will arrive soon.

"Happy! The bastard's Sima Yu—ouch! Chess—you are a grandson!" Zhu Zhenliang couldn't care less to hide the pain under his joy, and said excitedly: "I suffocated in his hand, if he plays this time I can't help Luo Jing by waiting for him, if he dares to come back, I will definitely kill him!"

Gu Chaoan was helpless, instead of sharing the same hatred with him, he calmly said: "Commander, the old marshal said that the higher-ups will send someone over."

Zhu Zhenliang didn't blink his eyes: "Send it, let's send it. There are not enough imperial envoys for me to meet?"

"The letter didn't name the name, which means that the old marshal hadn't made a decision when he sent the letter. But he said that he will arrive soon, so it can be seen that His Majesty is in a hurry. He must have already decided on a candidate after such a day, but I don't know who it is..."

Gu Chaoan was worried.

This incident is just the beginning, and it is far from over.

Zhu Zhenliang said: "No matter how fast the imperial envoy is, it can't be as fast as the war eagle. The old man will definitely tell us to prepare in advance, so we don't have to waste time guessing."

Gu Chao'an also had no choice but to give up, and asked instead: "Who made the plan this time, does the coach know?"

Zhu Zhenliang shook his head, "Maybe it's my father's old friend, and he wouldn't have thought of this if he hadn't lived a mature life. Dad didn't say who it was, so he must have his concerns. We just need to know that we are friends and not enemies, and don't do unnecessary things. Trouble your benefactor."

Gu Chaoan was startled slightly.

When the coach said these words, he thought thoroughly, but he was burdened by utilitarianism and maliciously speculated on the benefactor's life-saving intention, which is really wrong.

He apologized: "This subordinate understands."

As everyone knows, he, the commander-in-chief, is also blind to this benefactor, as long as he borrows the tone of the wise and wise wife of the marshal, and puts on an unfathomable false shell.

Sure enough, as Zhu Zhenliang expected, before sunset the next day, the war eagle flew from Luojing again with a letter.

Two names were written in the letter:

Chen Wuwei, Zhen Dongshui.

Zhu Zhenliang was stunned when he saw these two names, Gu Chao Anzheng sighed: "It's actually these two nobles..." Seeing his face in a daze, he coughed lightly to hide his smile, and explained to the commander The history of the two.

"Chen Wuwei is an elder of the Qinglong Pavilion. He was the prime minister during the late emperor's time. The late emperor entrusted the elder of the pavilion to assist Chao Gang. This Zhen Dongshui is Zhen Feihe, the right chancellor of the court. He was sent to various countries in the early years. It must be because he is more familiar with other people in Xianbei."

"Oh..." Zhu Zhenliang is not a shameless person who wants to save face. Of course he knows these two people, but he just couldn't remember the words of the two people for a while, and he didn't match the names.

"Isn't this old Chen Ge already 80 years old, why does His Majesty the Emperor dare to send him here?"

If he lost his life on this road, he would be the eternal sinner of Dajing.

"Chen Ge has been an official for a long time, and now he is 63 years old."

Gu Chao'an explained, and the coach muttered: "Isn't it because they have been in the cold palace for more than ten years, why did you invite this big Buddha out?" He also sighed in his heart.

Thunder and rain are all grace.

You have to suffer when you are neglected and jealous.

When you need to rely heavily on it, you have to work hard.

Anyway... that His Majesty was not as capricious as he was on the first day.