A kitten dressed as an empress

"This spiritual object can predict when your sons will become famous, when they will marry and have children, and even how much food will be harvested at home. As long as you dare to imagine, there is nothing you can't do!" The white-haired old man boasted loudly.

Unexpectedly, he really fooled a few people, and a man threw a few copper coins: "Please trouble the old man, please ask the spirit to show up and calculate when we can marry a wife and have a baby."

"It's simple." The white-haired old man reached out and quickly put the copper coins in his pocket, and then picked up the turtle shell for fortune-telling.

The little milk cat was lying on the side and looking around, its big amber eyes were stunned by the swift operation of the white-haired old man.

This method is really like a veteran in the casino.

The white-haired old man flickered for a while, and collected two bags of copper coins. After everyone went home anxiously, he picked up the little milk cat and ran away immediately.

The cold wind whizzed by, blowing the little milk cat's eyes so hard that it could only squint its eyes and face the wind blowing its hair on one side.

"Come here, serve good wine and good food!" Pedestrians in the small inn hurriedly came and went, the white-haired old man ordered a jug of good wine, drank a few glasses, and sighed in relief, "During the winter snow I need a cup of hot wine."

Wen Ruyan smoothed out the white snow stained with hair, seeing the eyes of Xiao Er who was serving the dishes frequently, he didn't even have the face to look up.

This old guy is a pure charlatan, with a single mouth he can turn dead people into real people, and it's terrifying to fool people.

If you want to say why Wen Ruyan is so familiar, it's naturally because she was fooled like this back then.

Falling from the underground palace into the dark river, the water was rushing all the way, Wen Ruyan couldn't tell which corner he was rushed to.

He drank half his belly full of water along the way, and his strength was almost exhausted. In desperation, he opened his mouth to bite the hanging fishing line, but unexpectedly, he was caught by the white-haired old man.

The more she thought about this, the angrier she became, Wen Ruyan poked his head and bit the duck leg in front of him, thinking that he must be tied up, otherwise he would have already run away!

"Your appetizers are two taels of beef, one roasted duck, four meat buns and this pot of old wine from the old shop, which is a total of three taels." The shop waiter obviously came to prevent eating the king's meal.

"Ahem..." The white-haired old man was flushed from the choking of the wine, and his complexion suddenly turned red, and his eyes responded in a panic, "Just because of your pot of water and wine, you dare to accept two or three taels. I think the old man also ate the imperial banquet back then. .”

The waiter rolled up his sleeves unconvinced, and said, "Master, you are dressed in tatters and dare to brag that you have eaten a banquet. Then our shop is a century-old shop. It's not like you, a white man, dare to come and eat and drink."

Seeing that something was wrong, the white-haired old man hurriedly threw a bag of copper coins to the waiter in the shop and said, "Come on, take it and count it."

Wen Ruyan buried her head in eating the toothless duck leg, choosing to ignore the white-haired old man's bragging.

Thinking about the delicacies in the imperial dining room of the imperial palace back then, I could eat every bite without repeating it, how can it be described as miserable now.

This duck meat is really old, and this century-old shop is also bragging, Wen Ruyan chewed it hard, and complained silently in his heart.

The shop waiter just stopped after receiving the money, and turned to the counter to count.

The white-haired old man cursed secretly: "Dogs look down on people, they deserve to run errands for the rest of their lives!"

The little milk cat ate its mouth full of oil, and finally looked at the meat bun. It held the meat bun with its two front paws, lowered its head and opened its mouth to eat, almost like a human.

"You eat pretty fast."

The white-haired old man raised his hand and pinched the little milk cat's chubby cheek, and took the meat bun along the way, leaving only half of the meat bun for the little milk cat.

"Meow!" The little milk cat expressed dissatisfaction with its amber eyes.

But the white-haired old man didn't care at all. When he came out of the inn, it was windy and snowy outside. With only one bag of money left, the white-haired old man kicked him in his arms and went straight into the casino.

But after a while, he lost everything, and the white-haired old man was kicked out.

"Where did the old man dare to gamble without money!"

"Go away, don't delay my making money."

The white-haired old man got up from the snow with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he didn't dare to make a sound. The little milk cat beside him was chained around his neck and had to follow.

There were wives and daughters crying, and the gambling man insisted on carrying them into the casino.

"It's a crime." An old woman in commoner clothes frowned and sighed, "I won't give up even if I lose my family and property, so I have to pawn my wife and children."

"There is no wealth in life, and the wealth is gone." The white-haired old man suddenly recited, looked at the gambler with the chain in one hand and laughed.

The little milk cat was forced to follow up, and called out several times in dissatisfaction: "Meow!"

You still have the nerve to say to others, didn't you just throw money into the casino?

Wen Ruyan cursed in his heart, and the white-haired old man glanced at him and said, "Little guy, do you have a spirit, or are you pretending to be a spirit?"

Wen Ruyan was taken aback by this sudden sizing up, thinking that this old man looked quite scary.

After finding a broken house, the white-haired old man lazily nestled in the haystack and collapsed, picked up the wine gourd hanging from one side, and took a small sip of the wine.

The little milk cat lay on the side and looked at the dilapidated house with air leaks everywhere. Most of the beams were on the couch, and there were already a few spots of light, and heavy snow piled up in the corners.

This is in modern times, and it is estimated that it has been labeled as a dangerous building.

"I think the old man was also a powerful figure back then, but now he is in such a state, it's really unnatural." The white-haired old man began to chatter after drinking again.

Wen Ruyan's ears were almost callused after listening to it for the past few months, and he only said these few sentences back and forth.

The white-haired old man didn't know what happened, but he just kept heading north, and the snow was getting thicker and thicker along the way.

When the snoring started, the snow on the beams of the house fell down, and the face of the little milk cat that was napping in the haystack was covered in snow.

Shocked by the cold, the little milk cat wakes up and shakes off the snow helplessly.

The chain around his neck was tied to the white-haired old man's wrist, and even if he let go of it on weekdays, it was tied elsewhere.

Xu Shixue became more and more frightened. Several beggars entered the dilapidated house and gathered in a corner to start a fire.

"It's snowing a lot more today. I heard that the Northwest Kingdom is in constant turmoil. I guess it's about to start a fight."

"In this day when the snow is falling heavily, how many people will die in the battle."

"The famine and turmoil stopped last year. Ever since the empress came to the throne, the southern kingdom has been in turmoil."

"Isn't it? What kind of emperor is a woman? I think our southern country will perish in her hands in the future."

Before the words finished, the beggar covered his arm and threw away the dusty ball, screaming again and again: "How dare you bite me!"

"Meow!"

A few beggars stood up and prepared to catch them. The white-haired old man stretched his waist and said, "Wait a minute, man!"

"What monster do you raise, old man!"

The white-haired old man grabbed the little milk cat with bared teeth and pretended to be fierce, smiled and said: "Little things are ignorant, why should a good man get angry with a cat."

The beggar was still angry and snorted coldly: "I don't think this cat can survive the winter if it is kept, it might as well fall to death."

Wen Ruyan was even angrier when he heard that, these beggars had all their hands and feet, and they were obviously just eating too much and being lazy, so they fell to such a state, they even had the face to speak ill of others.

"Heroes, calm down, and the poor do the calculations. Before half a stick of incense, something big will happen here."

"Fart!" The leading beggar looked viciously at this direction.

Before the little milk cat could react, it was carried out of the broken house, followed by a booming sound.

The beams of the dilapidated house collapsed, and the beggars were buried in the waste soil. The white-haired old man shook his head and said, "You will suffer a loss if you don't listen to the old man."

Wen Ruyan was dumbfounded, thinking that this old man still has a few brushes.

An old donkey was stolen from a farm to pull a cart. The white-haired old man drove across the city with a whip.

I saw more and more people fleeing to the opposite place with their families on the road.

"Fight in front!" The middle-aged man said fearfully after carrying the package.

The white-haired old man stopped hesitantly, looked down at the little milk cat lying on the side and sighed: "It seems that we have to go to Yunshan instead."

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "We are the village at the foot of Yunshan Mountain, old man, you should not go there."

The little milk cat poked its head and looked around, because the cart was covered with hay, so the hair was also covered with hay crumbs, and it looked like a refugee.

"It's okay, I can escape from the palace, let alone such a small scene."

Probably because these words were too bragging, the middle-aged man was silently pulled away by the young son beside him.

Wen Ruyan lowered his head in embarrassment and pretended not to know the white-haired old man, thinking that this old man was doing just fine, except for bragging, which was really embarrassing.

"You don't believe it, little guy?" The white-haired old man threw away half of the steamed bun, shook his head and said, "Let's be honest, the old man even touched the hand of the Supreme Emperor himself that year, and that is the real white tender tender tofu."

"Ahem..." The little milk cat was so choked that it was almost out of breath.

This old man has lost his morals!

"Xiaosheng, you have a bad mind, what are you thinking?" The white-haired old man raised his hand to pick up the wine gourd and took a sip and sighed, "At that time, the old man was feeling the pulse of the Supreme Emperor, and he vaguely sensed something was wrong, as if he had been poisoned. But I couldn't find out the specific symptoms, so I didn't dare to say."

Wen Ruyan lowered his head and tried his best to gnaw on the steamed bun. In the winter, the steamed bun was frozen into a hard piece. If you have bad teeth, I really don't recommend trying it.

"Speaking of which, the old man also brewed wine for the Supreme Emperor, named Qiongye Yulu, which was rewarded to the officials of the Manchu Dynasty. Don't you know about it?"

"Meow!"

This, I really know!

Wen Ruyan didn't expect to meet the person who brewed fine nectar and jade dew, let alone the old man who was full of nonsense was telling the truth.

"At that time, the glory and wealth were inexhaustible. It's a pity that the old man is used to traveling all over the world, so naturally he had to escape from the palace." The white-haired old man was immersed in his thoughts, waving a small whip in his hand, causing the donkey to bray.

It is extremely difficult to walk in the snow, because most of the snow is stepped on and slippery because of fleeing, and the car will overturn if you are not careful.

Wen Ruyan lay beside the white-haired old man, her amber eyes aimed at the wine gourd, thinking that the wine might be useful.

After a long time like this, one day when the sky was getting dark, I happened to arrive at an old inn, but in the inn there was only the old shopkeeper guarding the counter, a dim yellow lamp flickered and stopped, it was really desolate.

"There was a war in the northwest, and everyone ran away. I, an old bone, will die here."

"Brother, you are not as old as this old man." The white-haired old man raised his hand and patted the old shopkeeper on the shoulder.

The old shopkeeper shook his hand, almost unable to hold the lantern. He looked at the white-haired old man hesitantly and said, "Brother, how old are you this year?"

"It will be a hundred years old in three years." The white-haired old man smiled while holding the little milk cat running around.

"Then you have lived a long life." The old shopkeeper opened the guest room with great respect, "It's rare to meet an elder like you tonight, so I won't charge you."

The white-haired old man laughed even more happily when he heard it, and the wrinkles on his face were huddled together.

The little milk cat lowered its head in embarrassment, and put out its pink front paws to pretend to scratch its head. This old man's tricks of deception are really shameless.

After the lamps in the guest room were lit, the white-haired old man looked around and looked at the old shopkeeper with great satisfaction, saying: "It's windy at night, old shopkeeper, please be careful."

The confused old shopkeeper nodded awkwardly, then exited the room.

Wen Ruyan was lying on the wooden table, thinking that this white-haired old man must be able to spell, but his behavior was no different from that of a magic stick.

It's obviously someone else's inn, so confident, is it really okay?

Although there is no big fish or meat for dinner, at least the roof tiles provide shelter from the wind and rain, and there is hot water for bathing, so Wen Ruyan sleeps very soundly at night.

But in winter, when he fell asleep and sweated suddenly, Wen Ruyan slowly opened his eyes, only to see the flames flying all over the sky and burning to the beams of the house.

But there was no one at the other end of the chain, so the old man ran away?

The little milk cat jumped down from the window, dragged the long chain and looked back at the inn, only to see the door of the inn collapsed with a bang.

A strong man with a long knife in one hand jumped out, and the shopkeeper's head in the other.

Kill, kill!

I have never seen such a bloody and violent scene, and I was so scared that I almost couldn't move my legs and feet on the spot.

Fortunately, the cold snow fell on his face, and Wen Ruyan regained some consciousness, turned around and ran out.

After running wildly all night until dawn, due to the heavy wind and snow, the fluffy fur of the little milk cat was covered with snow, which looked like a fur ball from a distance.

The little milk cat lowered its head to hide from the wind, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere, and no one could be seen at all.

His feet slipped and fell, and he plopped down from a high place to a group of people down the mountain.

"Master Zhang, there are assassins!"

"Shoot arrows!"

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Youmou raised his hand to hold the snowball-like little guy, "It's just a little wild cat."

Wen Ruyan looked at the man in official robes in embarrassment, not daring to move at all.

Zhang Youmou looked at this rather delicate chain, saw the Northwest Kingdom logo printed on it, and said vigilantly: "This thing belongs to the Northwest Kingdom. It seems that its owner is most likely a person from the Northwest Kingdom."

"Could it be that the food delivery line has leaked?" The accompanying deputy stepped forward to ask for instructions.

"Probably not."

Zhang Youmou threw the kitten into the net bag next to the horse, held the rein tightly in his hand and looked around, "If there was a sound of wind, there should have been an attack."

"Then what does this mean?" The lieutenant looked puzzled.

Zhang Youmou looked away and said, "I ordered you to go down and drive overnight, and you will be dealt with according to the military law if you don't obey the order!"

"Yes."

Wen Ruyan, who descended from the sky, was now being held in a small net bag, with his head half down, a small pink paw exposed and shivering from the cold, his overly fluffy hair dangling in the wind outside the gap in the net bag.

"Meow..."

Someone help me!

The bumpy road and the biting cold wind made the little milk cat completely dumbfounded when he arrived at the barracks.

Zhang Youmou asked someone to remove the chain, and saw the little wild cat lying motionless by the campfire, looking motionless as if it would not live long, so he asked someone to prepare some food for him.

It was quite warm in the tent of the military camp, Wen Ruyan was eating steamed buns without any taste.

Why is there only steamed buns in the north!

After eating and drinking enough to gain strength, the little milk cat looked around in the tent, and could vaguely hear the shouts of fighting outside.

It looks like this is the frontier.

It's over, it seems to be getting farther and farther away from the capital.

Wen Ruyan came out of the tent cautiously. The wind and snow outside rarely stopped, but it was still very cold.

The soldiers were patrolling the barracks, but they didn't notice the little milk cat mixed with the snow.

General Wang and other generals were drinking and eating meat in the main tent. Zhang Youmou stood on one side and said, "Your Majesty will deliver [-] dans of grain to the barracks."

"This general is not deaf!" General Wang raised his wine glass and looked at the thin civil servant with displeasure, thinking of the group of useless ministers in the court.

When the Northwest Kingdom came to the enemy, they drove themselves out of the capital to kill the enemy, but they were eating hot and spicy food in the capital.

Zhang Youmou had to leave the tent. The generals were so careless that they were clearly delaying the war.

Right now the heavy snow hasn't closed the mountain yet, and after half a month, if the lost land is not regained, I'm afraid the food and grass will be exhausted again.

The capital city is a scene of peace and prosperity, with the aristocratic families getting close to each other on New Year's Eve, it is difficult to find vacant seats in teahouses and restaurants.

Looking at the memorial handed over, Zhao Yao frowned and said, "If you lose the city again, it will endanger the pass. What is this General Wang doing?"

The female officer on the side bowed her head and responded: "Your Majesty, please calm down. He sent General Wang to meet the enemy earlier. Perhaps he was dissatisfied, so he delayed the war."

As a minister of the court, he actually acted arrogantly and disobeyed the imperial order. If it weren't for the lack of suitable candidates in the court at this time, Zhao Yao would have issued an imperial decree to dismiss him and investigate him.

A few days later, it was reported that the city was lost from the border, and the Supreme Emperor in the Chaotian Palace threw the memorial aside and said: "The members of the Wang family are useless, what is Yao'er's plan?"

"General Wang Zhou has a lot of troops in his hands, but he can't resist the enemy from the Northwest Kingdom, and the soldiers and horses in the capital are not allowed to leave, so now we only need to force conscription." Zhao Yao replied, sitting on one side.

"It's easy to recruit soldiers, but who should I choose as the general?" The Supreme Emperor looked at Zhao Yao appreciatively.

"If the court has no one to recommend, Yao'er wants to give it a try." Zhao Yao replied with her hands clasped in front of her body.

The Supreme Emperor frowned slightly and said: "No, as the king of a country, how can he enter the battlefield at will?"

"Didn't Aunt also take the world from the battlefield back then?"

Seize, this word is really too sensitive.

The female officer at the side silently wiped the sweat from her cheeks, thinking that the aunt and nephew always felt that there would be a fight.

Zhao Yao turned her head to look at the heavy snow outside the hall: "If the heavy snow closes the mountain, then there is really no way to recover."

The capital city needed someone to guard it, and the Supreme Emperor had enough soldiers and horses, so Zhao Yao felt relieved to go out.

One is to establish prestige, and the other is that this battle cannot be defeated, otherwise the southern country will be in danger.

On New Year's Eve, the court sent another army, and the empress led the army in person.

The Supreme Emperor of the Independent Palace seemed to be worried, and the female officer stepped forward to comfort him slightly: "Your Majesty is good at strategy, and he will surely return victorious."

"If she wins, she will be in danger." The female officer froze and stopped, not daring to speak out. If His Majesty wins this battle, it will definitely challenge the regent of the Supreme Emperor.

The struggle for power in the royal family has always been about life and death, and there is no other way.

Starting from the snowy field, when they rushed to the border, the battle was already very critical.

Although she had never been out of the barracks, Wen Ruyan could clearly feel that she might lose this battle.

"Doctor!" The wounded and wounded soldiers who kept being carried in, their uniforms soaked in blood, helplessly called for help.

In ancient times without anesthetics, the soldiers could only bear with it, and if they couldn't make it through, they would be completely gone.

Inside the tent, Zhang Youmou looked at the corpses that were carried out one after another, and clasped his palms tightly on his sleeves and said: "The general misjudged the enemy's situation, which caused more than half of the casualties of tens of thousands of soldiers."

"What did you say?" General Wang glared, drew his sword out of his hand, and put it on Zhang Youmou's neck, "This general can kill those who disturb the morale of the army!"

"Although the official position of this humble official is low, it is bestowed by His Majesty personally. If you want to kill, you need to ask His Majesty." Zhang Youmou responded positively, "At this time, it is time to revive morale, change the combat strategy, and re-attack to regain the city. Think twice!"

The lieutenant at the side hurriedly hugged General Wang to comfort him: "General, let's calm down first, this official still needs to save his head for the court to transport food!"

General Wang pushed the lieutenant away with a wave of his hand, angrily cut off the tables and chairs beside him and said, "Okay, I'll keep your head first, and have someone transport [-] dans of grain within ten days."

Looking at the brave and foolish General Wang, Zhang Youmou was very annoyed. The food collection in the nearby counties had already been collected.

At this time, there is no food to collect at all, Zhang Youmou replied coldly: "There is no more food!"

"What?" General Wang looked angrily, holding the sword tightly in his hand, "Do you believe it or not, even if His Majesty personally came to protect you, this general can kill you!"

Chief Zhang Youmou sighed, "If you want to kill it, then kill it."

Wen Ruyan, who was peeking from the side, was startled for Mr. Zhang.

Such a reckless general might actually do it, after all, he is a brainless person.

When the voice hadn't finished, there was a sudden "General, Your Majesty is here!"

"Who dares to talk nonsense!"

The little soldier froze to the side, not daring to move at all, and said tremblingly: "It's really here."

When Zhao Yao entered the barracks, General Wang stood aside holding a long sword.

"Join Your Majesty!"

"Flat body."

At this moment, Wen Ruyan, who was peeking under the low table, was completely dumbfounded.

Wow, this outfit is so cool!

Compared to Wen Ruyan's excitement, Zhao Yao obviously didn't have time to find the little milk cat hiding in a corner.

When night fell, the attack ceased. General Wang stood aside and said coldly: "Your Majesty, do you not trust this humble minister?"

"General Wang lost several cities and put the people of the Southern Kingdom at risk. How can we deal with it?"

"Those soldiers from the Northwest Kingdom are nothing worth mentioning. Tonight, the ministers will go on a surprise attack and they will surely win!"

Zhao Yao sees the matter until now, this General Wang has not realized the crisis, and is even more annoyed in his heart.

"Okay, then I will wait for the general's good news."

The barracks quickly summoned soldiers, and General Wang rode on the battlefield, but few of the lieutenants accompanied him.

"Coward!" General Wang snorted coldly, then drew his sword and rode out to fight.

Zhao Yao stared coldly at the disappearing flag and said, "How much do you think the battle will be lost?"

Zhang Youmou shook his head and sighed: "This snowy night is extremely cold, and the snow is so deep that it is difficult to walk. Even the cold-resistant soldiers of the Northwest Kingdom will not rashly attack at night. I am afraid it will be difficult to win."

"Since the bait has been released, it cannot be wasted." Zhao Yao held the hand warmer between her fingers and looked at the map hanging high, "You send someone to set up an ambush on the road, and if the enemy pursues, kill them together."

"I'm a food delivery official, I'm afraid it's hard to be..." Zhang Youmou looked at the empress hesitantly.

Zhao Yao turned her head to look at Zhang Youmou and said, "If you are invincible, come and see me."

During the palace examination earlier, Zhao Yao knew that Zhang Youmou was a man. Not only was he brilliant in writing, but he also had some insights into the court's strategy. At that time, Zhao Yao wanted him to take up an official position in the court.

There is no background in the court, only to be thrown into the local state and county to serve.

But this person is very well versed in the way of being an official, and now he is boldly taking risks to transport food. If he wins, he should have made great achievements.

Zhang Youmou had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer: "Yes!"

Wen Ruyan, who habitually lay down under the table to watch the excitement, suddenly felt that Zhao Yao was even more treacherous than he imagined.

This makes civil servants go to the battlefield, isn't it to die?

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