Sha Po Lang

Gu Yun's heart sank, and after a while, he suddenly realized something, and looked down at the blurred medicine bowl in front of him with a bit of bewilderment.

He didn't panic, because he knew that there would be such a day, but he couldn't accept it completely for a while-everyone knew that he would die sooner or later, and when it was time to close his eyes, most people still wouldn't be so willing .

In front of the chaotic Liangjiang garrison, the menacing enemy had retreated, but the alarm for the enemy attack had not been lifted, and the sharp whistle was still echoing everywhere, but in Gu Yun's ears, the sound was like a distant sigh.

His world is blurry and quiet, and the black ink and white paper on the table are just two groups of color blocks with blurred borders in his eyes.

Gu Yun sat motionless by the table for a full moment, and then subconsciously grasped the string of beads left to him by the late emperor—it's strange to say that Gu Yun has been in the frontier for a long time, and he often travels around. Bumps and bumps, the thread through which the beads were worn was broken several times, but every time without exception, it was lost and recovered. Up to now, the thread has been changed three times, but none of the beads have been lost, and there is still a layer of cold condensation. Moisture clings to his slightly protruding wrist bones.

...It seemed that the person who hurt him and hurt him was really watching him all the time.

Gu Yun was stunned by the wooden bead, and finally came back to his senses.

Without making a sound, he took out the emergency glazed mirror from his arms and put it on, then tapped the medicine bowl lightly with his fingers, breaking the bowl into pieces, Gu Yun gathered the pieces together and swept them into the corner, turned around and sat down, He finished writing a notebook and a transfer order without changing his face, and then asked someone to deliver the letter.

Yao Zhen happened to follow the herald into the room, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the glasses on Gu Yun's face, and asked in confusion, "Why, hasn't the commander bothered to drink that medicine?"

Gu Yun's lip language has been read very neatly now, and he replied nonchalantly: "I accidentally dropped the bowl - forget it, there is no need to cook again, it doesn't matter, even if you are completely blind, you can clean up these bastards." .”

Yao Zhen turned his head and glanced at the broken porcelain pieces in the corner. He always felt that something might happen, but he couldn't think of it after thinking for a long time, so he said to Gu Yun: "Something happened on our side, I'm afraid the capital will change again. gone."

Gu Yun said "Oh": "Brother Chongze, please send an urgent call to Beijiang, asking Shen Jiping to come over, I want to adjust the deployment of the four realms, and Chen..."

He stopped abruptly after saying the word "Chen", and Yao Zhen asked in confusion, "Who?"

"No one." Gu Yun shook his head, "Go."

Chang Geng's ur bone is still tied to Chen Qingxu's body, he doesn't want to bother her to be distracted.

In the evening of that day, the emergency battle report was sent to the capital, and Li Feng sent people to Huguo Temple overnight to arrest Chang Geng, and the entire Xinuang Pavilion was once again full of court officials.

Chang Geng's eyelids kept twitching wildly. On the way back to the palace, he always felt that something happened. I read the battle report seven or eight times over and over again—it was confirmed that it was written by Gu Yun himself. It was concise and clear, and the words were correct and powerful. At least when he wrote this report, that person was still in good shape.

Only then did Chang Geng release the breath stuck in his throat, he collected himself, closed his eyes slightly, and said in his heart: "I'm about to be scared to death by myself."

He regained his composure, and followed the task in his heart—this war led by the enemy in the Land of Two Rivers is definitely a good thing for him.

Once the battle is tight, if Fang Qin and the others dare to clamor to dismantle the military aircraft department, not only Li Feng, but also the troops stationed in the four borders of Daliang will not agree. Then they will have more leeway.

In the end, it was the enemy who fulfilled him.

Fang Qin, however, was extremely upset. For the past six months, he had been restless. It took all his heart and blood to connect the officials of the aristocratic family who were completely disorganized. The cries from the Military Aircraft Department were getting louder and louder. Seeing that Yan Wang was starting to be overwhelmed with affairs, his left and right hands were busy with affairs, and he was only a little short of beating the dog in the water-the Westerners suddenly kicked their knees at this time!

If Daliang took the initiative to attack, they could still participate in Andinghou's "military arrogance", but this time the night attack was the enemy's first move.

"Abolish the military aircraft department," Li Feng took a discount from the servant, "reduce military expenditures, and strictly investigate the occupation of land by unscrupulous private merchants..."

There was a complete silence in the Xinuang Pavilion.

Li Feng suddenly threw a dozen bucks on the ground: "Westerners haven't been cleared away yet, you guys are taking the bottom line for others!"

Fang Qin gritted his teeth and swallowed his words back. He wanted to strike first, but Li Feng gagged him.

At this time, if anyone speaks without long-sightedness, one may be labeled as treason and collaborator.

Li Feng's eyes fell on Chang Geng: "And you, you feel that you are wronged, don't you? Others say a few words, you don't even care about the business, and you let me go home in a fit of anger. Will there be other tricks? In the dignified military aircraft department, there is not a single ghost all day long, and there are only two sweepers at the door—Li Min, let me tell you, go back to the military aircraft department immediately tomorrow! Otherwise, you No need to come back!"

A group of important members of the Military Aircraft Department knelt down with King Yan to plead guilty.

Li Feng ignored them, let him kneel down, and turned his face to Dali Temple Minister: "Jiang Hanshi was born in Dali Temple, and he is still your former boss. If you ask him to investigate some of his old cases, you can't do it like this? Are you planning to delay it until the Chinese New Year?" ?”

Misfortune came, Dali Siqing didn't dare to say a word, and knelt down with the military plane next door.

Li Feng picked out a group of important officials one by one and scolded them bloody. Fang Qin was one of the few who had nothing to do with him, and was let go by the emperor with a few words. His attitude was almost amiable, and he only said one sentence: "Fang Aiqing, the Western Army is not friendly, and we can't fall behind because of logistics. You are in charge of the household department, so you have to spend more time."

Fang Qin had no choice but to bow his head and answer "Yes", as if someone had poured cold water from head to toe - he realized that after this night, his long-term business would be ruined.

The deserted Military Aircraft Department became busy again, and began to stay up all night day after day.

The first thing King Yan did when he returned to the military plane was to tell everyone: "Recently, the frontier is tight, please put the state affairs first, sometimes you have to suffer the grievances that should be suffered, and the thickness will also collapse. When the grievances end, there will be rewards. Remember my words. Brother Han Shi, you can rest assured, since the emperor has spoken today, he will be safe and sound in a few days."

Everyone looked at him silently.

Chang Geng continued: "You can't play the game of beacon tickets anymore. Think about how to make a fuss about Long'an Yinzhuang. I said before that you need to dig three things from those people-the cash in your hands, the land under your feet, There are also people who look at the world, the first thing is already sure, the second thing is to shake their roots, and they will be counterattacked, if you can stand up, the third thing... and all kinds of things will come naturally."

At this time, someone asked: "My lord, do you still want to catch the shady scene of the big and small imperial merchants' corruption in ink, and the collusion between officials and businessmen from all over the place?"

"The focus is on war and the national economy and the people's livelihood, but if there are villains who insist on blocking the way, you don't have to swallow your anger and do what you are supposed to do. As for the rest... I will take care of you when the sky falls." Chang Geng flicked his sleeves, "Go all Get busy and give me the charter tomorrow."

When he said a word, it seemed to be a final promise. The entire Military Aircraft Department, the Lingshu Institute, the Canal Office... rich businessmen with huge financial resources, and upstarts in the court who accounted for half of the country, all revolved around this backbone in an orderly manner. , each performing its duties.

Five days later, Jiang Chong cleared his case and returned to his post. Liangjiang garrison issued a call to "crusade against the barbarians and regain the homeland", and exchanged fire with the Western Army three times within five days without giving an inch.

At the same time, Gu Yun ordered to adjust the structure of the garrison throughout the territory. He fired seven command arrows in a row in one day, all of which had to be recorded at the military plane, making walking in the military plane really a "walking", and when passing by, he could take a burst of fire. breeze.

At the fourth watch, Chang Geng lay down on the table and took a short nap in a daze. Because of Urgu, even if he wanted to have a clearer nightmare now, he had to gather together the "right time, place and people" ", otherwise it is basically a mess of dreams, and anyone next door who turns over the book can wake him up.

Urgu is the name of the evil god. In most cases, when he just woke up, his heart was full of restlessness and hostility. However, on this day, the sound of footsteps outside the door woke Chang Geng up, and he suddenly sat up straight in his arms. His heart was beating wildly out of order and in a daze, instead of his usual irritability, he was flustered and sad, and his sleeves were stained with tears.

At this moment, someone said at the door: "My lord, a letter from Jiangnan."

Chang Geng calmly took a deep breath: "Bring it here."

It was still Gu Yun's big move - he planned to increase troops in the southwest, he didn't say the reason, but he explained in detail the garrison positions, commanders, military coordination, food and grass transportation routes, etc.Chang Geng read it in a hurry, and didn't quite understand the strategic layout, and didn't see why, so he put the routine processing aside and kept it.

Then he realized that there was a private letter from Gu Yun to himself underneath.

It was said to be a private letter, but it was actually just a piece of paper, on which was written endlessly: "Long time no see, I miss you very much."

Gu Yun's letters were either flirtatious, or obscene, or bright, or sullen, and he rarely said "I miss you" in a serious manner. It turned into an arrow piercing through the chest, piercing him right through without any buffer.

He wished he could immediately eat back all the rhetoric he had said before, and put aside all military aircraft and non-military aircraft, and rushed to see Gu Yun desperately.

But that's impossible.

Chang Geng suddenly pinched the note in the palm of his hand, rolled it up carefully after a while, and put it in his close-fitting purse, trying to calm down and carefully read the many regulations of Long'an Yinzhuang drafted by the Military Aircraft Department. Chen was in front of his eyes, but none of them jumped into his eyes. After a stick of incense, he almost felt restless.

Chang Geng no longer hesitated, grabbed his cloak and ordered: "Come on, prepare your horse!"

Seeing him walking in a hurry, everyone thought he was in a hurry, so they quickly prepared their horses to make way for him to ride away.

He went to the Buddhist temple of the Huguo Temple. The mountain temple is silent, the doors are closed, and the leaves swept by the autumn wind are tumbling around. Only a wind lantern stands solemnly at the entrance. sandalwood aftertaste.

Monk Qingming had already fallen asleep, but when Chang Geng broke in, the wind blowing in swept the scriptures on the table all over the place.Master Qingran was taken aback, and stared dumbfounded at the King Yan who was wrapped in the cold wind.

Chang Geng's eyes were slightly red, he sat down and asked, "Is there any tea?"

Liao Ran put on his monk's robe, took out a handful of Kuding wrapped in a paper bag from the dilapidated wooden cabinet, and boiled water.

Although the dilapidated house was leaking and the cups and bowls were notched, the monk boiled water and made tea without making a sound. He did not make any eye contact with him. The mecha armor quickly condensed into water droplets on the low roof, and slowly slid along the special beams on the roof to the rear, and fell into the hanging small bowl, making a clear "tick".

Chang Geng's gaze followed the process from water vapor to water droplets, starting from the old clay pot, and finally landed on a circle of small bowls with peeling paint leather hanging in the corner of the roof of the monk's house.Chang Geng exhaled lightly, his restless heart sank slowly like boiling water.

Monk Liao Ran made a cup of Kuding with boiling water and put it in front of Chang Geng.

It hurts just to smell it.

"Thank you." Chang Geng took it, and felt a little bit of his fingers that were frozen by the night wind all the way on the horse. He took a sip, and it was bitter and hot, making the tip of his tongue numb. He smiled wryly, and said clearly, " The past few days have been too busy, and my heart is a little irritable, and I didn't suppress Wuergu, the master laughed at me."

Qiao Ran glanced at him, gestured and said: "Westerners are good at sneaking in, but this time they chose a not-so-good time, which shows that they seem to be aggressive, but they are actually at the end of their strength. Gu Shuai is able to lead the four realms with ease. What's more, there is now a two-river battlefield? Once the railroad tracks are built, a large number of people and things can travel between Jiangbei and Beijing in a day. With our army's current Ziliu gold reserves, if we are lucky, we may be able to completely recover the lost land within a year or two, Your Highness Why worry?"

The reasoning sounds right, and Chang Geng himself knows it, but he just feels uncomfortable for no reason.

"Xiao Cao is at Dugong's place, right?" Chang Geng whispered, "It shouldn't be far from Liangjiang, go and see him for me...or I can write a handwritten letter later and let Xiao Cao take a position in the army, he That unpredictable method of disguise is useless besides running errands with Duke Du, so it's better to go to the front line."

Liao Ran nodded, and gestured again: "Your Highness doesn't want Gu Shuai to return to Beijing, isn't this just an opportunity?"

Gu Yun is a weakness of the Yan King, and this weakness has never been attacked, because no one can touch Gu Yun in the current war. Although Li Feng is mediocre, he is not so stupid that the second time he self-destructs the Great Wall and draws soldiers to the city. the point.The seemingly bloody and frightening battlefield may actually be a kind of protection for Gu Yun.

Chang Geng frowned and drank a cup of Kuding tea, murmured: "Everyone relies on him, who would feel sorry for his injuries? Sometimes when I think about it, it really is..."

When he said this, he inadvertently met the compassionate eyes of the dumb monk, and immediately lowered his head restrainedly, and said with a smile, "I've talked too much, I should have more Anshensan."

Monk Zhiran saw that he just wanted to be quiet, so he stopped talking, took out the wooden fish under the table, closed his eyes slightly, and knocked again and again, only the wooden fish remained in the small monk's house. Hearing the sound of water drops, Chang Geng sat on the small couch beside him with his eyes closed and meditated, and did not leave until dawn.

Before leaving, Qingran knocked on the wooden table suddenly, attracted Chang Geng's eyes, and gestured to him: "Your Highness, when you met Duke Du that time, I had the honor of listening in, and there is something I can't figure out."

Chang Geng slightly twitched the corners of his blue and black eyes, and raised one eyebrow.

Clearly said: "Your Highness said that the benefits in the world add up to a pie, and everyone wants to get more. There is no distinction between good and evil. It's just that some people want to get more by following the trend. While pushing this pie to grow bigger, while expanding his own power from it, this kind of person can lay the foundation for a peaceful country and the people, but some people go against the trend. The place he occupies is already moldy, but he still wants more places to come together. Moldy, this kind of person can only bring disasters, and now most of the cakes fall into the hands of the old family, what we want is to break this situation and scrape away the mold on the country bit by bit—"

Chang Geng asked: "Why Master, is there something wrong?"

"Not at all," Qingran shook his head, and the wide sleeves of his robe made a soft "rustle" sound with his gestures, "It's just that the little monk is thinking, in the whole world, is it possible that the king's land, the old decrees of drumming and financial In front of me, the prince has worked so hard to manage all these things, maybe a decree will change his face completely, and all the things he has done may be nothing but illusions."

Chang Geng tapped lightly with his fingers on the small table a few times, but his face did not fluctuate, it was obvious that he had already considered what he said clearly.

"Master is right." He lowered his handsome eyebrows and smiled slightly.

That side face actually looks like a terrifying evil god in a totem.

Liao Ran's heart skipped a beat twice, his mouth felt parched for a moment, and he understood in an instant - Yan Wang seemed to be fighting for the Sacred Heart with the forces of the old family, but was the real intention behind it really like this?