I'm not Murong Chong

However, the war between the two countries is by no means a quick talk.Food and grass, military aid, soldiers, and tactics all have to be carefully planned and planned.Yao Song and Murong Yong had been staying in the palace for three consecutive days, but they were so busy that they temporarily put aside their prejudices and worked together to discuss major issues with Ren Zhen.

Now the three of them are sitting together holding candles, with a map in the middle.

"Houyan has a force of 20 troops, and Zhai Bin's Ding Lingbing is the strongest among them. Tongguan has always been a battleground in the battle between East and West since ancient times. Therefore, Zhai Bin's central army should be the main force." Yao Song touched the butter tea He raised his neck and took a sip, "Our troops are limited, so we should defend the Tongguan front."

Murong Yong shook his head - he did not agree to reinforce Tuobagui. "Tuobagui has guarded Tongguan for three years, and he has repeatedly gained the upper hand in the confrontation with Di Bin on the other side. Murong Chui will not know why he will put the treasure on the foreigner Di Bin. On the contrary, it is Murong Bao who leads the army in the name of the prince. It has the most troops among the three groups, and the Beiliang army is hiding behind to help, so it should be the main force. Ren Zhen, I would like to lead the third battalion of arrogant riders out of the pass to meet the enemy."

Yao Song snorted coldly: "Murong Bao has never been a general, and he has gradually lost his heart recently. Murong is old and old, but he is not fainted. How can you entrust such important matters to him?"

Murong Yong, who was ridiculed in a roundabout way as "old and dizzy", immediately confronted him: "But Houyan's crown prince is still Murong Bao! Murong Bao is the crown prince supported by the Duan family, and the power is intertwined. How can you just abolish Murong? Since Chui can't abolish him, we can only give him a great meritorious service to confirm his status and ensure his succession."

"Murong Chui is still in good health, how could he think about the affairs behind him so quickly?"

here we go again.Ren Zhen rolled his eyes silently in his heart, Murong Chui is still sitting in Zhongshan's lair and hasn't come out in person, and his family is about to quarrel with each other to become the princes of the Six Kingdoms - the two of them will be friendly and cooperate in less than half an hour. They will definitely turn against each other, even Murong Yong, who has become more and more calm after years of experience, will be repeatedly irritated by Yao Song's veins, and his face will be red.

"You two love~Qing~" Seeing that the literary fight was about to escalate into a martial fight, Ren Zhen quickly stepped forward, put one hand on the other and forced him down, "I'm so busy that I haven't had dinner yet, how about Let's discuss after eating first?"

The two said in unison: "No!"

Murong Yongyi pointed to the tall documents on the case: "The collection of food and grass is a matter of time, so we must hurry up."

Yao Song also said solemnly: "Since war is declared, we must not lose! Zijun can't eat until he comes up with a countermeasure."

At this time, there is a tacit understanding again.Ren Zhen wailed silently—he would probably become the first emperor in history to starve to death in the palace—just silently, he didn't dare to speak out, for fear of rekindling the temporarily forgotten war.

At this time, Chang'an was under the wartime martial law system again, and the whole city had an early curfew, and it was pitch black outside the city, except for the spotlights of patrolling camps, only the occasional sound of bugles.On the post road outside the west gate, a group of people and horses meandered suddenly, but there was no sound of cars and horses in the dark shadows.The rotating sentry on the Drum Tower saw it from a distance, and was startled immediately, and hurriedly beat the drum to report the news, and within a short time, Wu Lie, the leader of the Huben Battalion who was in charge of the city defense and patrolling, hurried up to the top of the city, surrounded by everyone. It is a brave soldier in strong and persistent clothes, and a bright flame is lit on the tower, illuminating the ground like daylight.

"Coming by common name!"

Under the painted corner of the gate, among the green hills on the post road, a Tibetan military general reined in his horse and raised his head, and said loudly: "General Yang Ding of Houliang Fu Kingdom knocked on the city!"

When the news reached the palace, Ren Zhen's brows were filled with joy, and he didn't care about making double-sided tape for a while, so he jumped up and said, "Quickly open the city!"

Yang Ding came up to the hall in a neat cloak, and before he had time to greet him, Ren Zhen went to greet him, grabbed his shoulders, and said in surprise, "Why are you here suddenly?" Lang said with a smile: "The last general will come to help by order."

Ren Zhen couldn't help being a little surprised, this large group of people has been going to Guzang for at least a month, the two countries have turned against each other, and it's only been a few days since Hou Yan declared war, so could it be that Fu Jian would be so unpredictable?Yang Ding accepted it with a smile, and said with a straight face: "Brother Fu suddenly started a war, and the grain and grass in Guanzhong will inevitably be in short supply, so he transported grain and thousands of stones to solve the urgent need—"

Ren Zhen and others were really raising food and grass in advance, and now they are naturally overjoyed, but after thinking about it, they said: "If we support Chang'an, Hou Liang will have no worries about food?"

"Chang'an, who suffered from the epidemic in Guzang that day, also gave all his money to help. Since he will always be a friend of the country, he has a duty to do so." Yang Dingdao, "Besides, since the outbreak of the epidemic in Guzang, Brother Fu encouraged Nongsang. The surplus food and grass outside the country were hoarded in the treasury granary for today. In addition, there is another thing, which is that Brother Fu ordered special personnel to go to Kanto and Guanzhong for field investigation and mapping in the past two or three years. Yes, dispatching troops may be of great use in actual combat—”

As soon as the words fell, the soldiers immediately carried a huge object to the hall and opened the curtain, but it turned out to be a huge sand table, depicting the geographical features of the two countries of West Yan and East Yan, with dense ravines and peaks on it, extremely detailed and realistic , It can be called a wonderful workmanship, dotted with flags of both sides.

Now even Yao Song and Murong Yong couldn't help being moved. In terms of foresight, Fu Jian, who was far away in Guzang, was the number one—he had planned for the rainy day so far, and had considered everything for Ren Zhen.

The two subconsciously looked at each other, and at the same time turned their eyes away, tacitly tacit: Fortunately, Fu Jian is far away in Guzang, otherwise it must be even more annoying.

In the end, Ren Zhen, taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, rushed to the corridor outside the hall to stop Yang Ding, who was about to rest, and dragged him to a corner where no one was around, asking like a thief, "Big head~that~Fu Jian~are there any rumors? ? Or maybe some kind of autographed letter?"

Yang Ding looked at him in surprise: "Didn't Brother Fu have been writing letters to you all the time?"

Ren Zhen was at a loss for words, and although there were many wild geese with Fu Jian, there was no warning in ordering Yang Ding to come to help this time, so he always felt that there should be some other surprises.It's just that he really didn't have the nerve to say it to the stupid guy, so he could only smile embarrassingly: "I mean Murong Chui was his old subordinate, based on what he knows about him, do you have any suggestions—" Before the words fell , suddenly his eyes went dark, but Yang Ding leaned down and quickly pecked his lips lightly.

Ren Zhen suddenly petrified.Yang Ding straightened up and said solemnly: "This is what Big Brother Dai Fu sent to you."

Ren Zhen pressed his lips, and wanted to slap his face shamelessly and perfunctory, but his face was hot, and he couldn't break anything out.The snowy moonlight cast a soft light on Yang Ding's resolute face, he grinned silently, and changed the subject: "The meaning of the king of heaven—of course, no matter what decision you make, the six counties of Liangzhou will give you all your money." Help each other, never have two hearts.”

Ren Zhen bowed his head unnaturally, his embarrassment was still there, and his heart throbbed without doubting him.

Yang Ding came to help with food and grass, which naturally solved Xiyan's urgent need, but the tactical issue of dividing troops to meet the enemy was still unresolved. Ren Zhen sat cross-legged in front of the sand table, still listening to Murong Yong and Yao Song's verbal battle.Yang Ding first sat and listened seriously for a while, then he began to lose his mind, and took a sympathetic glance at Ren Zhen, whose eyes were straightened.

Ren Zhen, on the other hand, didn't notice it, and just stared straight at the sand table presented by Fu Jian - the sand table was really meticulously made, and every river, mountain, and fortress could be clearly seen in his mind.He kept thinking, if Fu Jian was sitting in front of the sand table at this moment, what would he think and do?

He was engrossed in his thoughts, as if he really regarded himself as the incarnation of Fu Jian, berating Fang Qiu in his mind and pointing Jiangshan.There was a sound of drawing corners in the palace building, and it was the end of another day. Ren Zhen suddenly raised his head and said, "Muronglin, King Zhao!"

Yang Ding, Yao Song, and Murong Yong all looked at him in astonishment—although Murong Lin was a fierce general, Murong Chui had always disliked him because of the previous events, and if there was a war in the past, he would just be a vanguard general. How could Zhai Bin and Murong Bao be left alone in this battle between the two swallows, and let him command the main force?

Ren Zhen excitedly pointed to the sand table and said: "The borders of the two Yan countries have always been criss-crossed, and the confrontation in the past was in the northeast area, so the Chen soldiers of the two countries have always focused on the defense line in the northeast. Since the replacement of Xie Xuan in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the land of Yuzhou in Henan Province has been completely owned by Houyan. They have already formed an outflanking trend in the Henan area against Guanzhong. !"

"At first glance, it seems that Murong Bao of the Northern Route Army has the largest number of people, and they are coming fiercely, and Juqu Mengxun is behind to support him, but Juqu Mengxun is a man who sees the wolf, sees the wolf, and forgets righteousness. How could he really go out to support Murong Bao? It must be a bluff, wait and see for the time being, leaving room for himself to escape."

"Since ancient times, the battle between east and west has always been from Puban Fengling crossing the Yellow River to attack Tongguan, so he used the veteran general Zhai Bin in the middle. Murong Chui was really scheming, and he deliberately took these two suspects to cover up his true identity. strategic intent—"

As soon as the words fell, his fingers touched the ground, and they happened to be pressing on the southern gate of Guanzhong—Wuguan!

Everyone was fascinated by what they heard, Yao Song was the first to react, and looked at Ren Zhen with eyes full of admiration: "Therefore, the formation of doubts, supplementing the false and the real, really looks like what Murong Chui did."

Murong Yong also nodded lightly: "It's very possible to go through the overall situation."

Yang Dingyan summed up the question succinctly: "Then—what should I do?"

"Zijun stays in Chang'an and sits in the center; Shuming leads troops north to Xiaoguan to face the coalition forces of Murong Bao and Juqu Mengxun; Tongguan in the middle of the road stays put, and is still handed over to Tuoba Gui for defense-Yang Ding and I personally conquer Murong Lin."

The decree to send troops was soon sent to Tongguan, before the case of Anton General Tuoba Gui.

He had just returned to the camp after reviewing drills. He had not removed his armor, but he took off the hood on his head, revealing strands of beaded braided hair—this was the usual attire for noble children when the kingdom was still in its infancy. Murong is very different.

Murong Xi had long hair, and walked over wearing only a plain, curly-collared shirt—he had been tightly hidden in the military camp by him for several months, and he was always out of sight, and his small face was even worse. Pale and dressed in white, her disheveled hair looks like a wisp of light green smoke.He watched Tuoba Gui read it all at a glance, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a meaningful smile formed on his lips, and he said to himself: "Okay - he actually saw through. Chang'an only leaves Yao Song alone, so don't be afraid." In case someone kills the carbine, within seven days, the army will come to the city—"

Murong Xi didn't understand what he meant, he only knew that his father's soldiers were divided into four groups, coming fiercely, with the potential to sweep thousands of troops, he couldn't help being overjoyed: "You want to join forces with your father and enter Chang'an?"

Tuobagui glanced at him, and said coldly: "I am the general of Xiyan, how can I be so rebellious?"

Murong Xi was taken aback, thinking that Tuoba Gui had repeatedly said that he wanted to "make friends with Murong Chui" but he did not say that he wanted to help Houyan conquer the city, so he couldn't help asking anxiously: "Then what are you going to do? Really follow the order and start a war with my father?"

Tuoba Gui ignored him, and shouted out: "Mu Chong!"

Although Mu Chong is a reckless martial artist with no knowledge of writing and ink, but because he lacks so many tricks and has always respected him like the sky, he is the most trustworthy person in his life.At this moment, Mu Chong stepped inside and replied, "Brother!"

"Zhai Bin crossed the river in a few days to tackle key problems, and ordered the three armies to stand ready!"

Mu Chong took the order to go, Murong Xi stood up and grabbed his arm: "You really want to fight Zhai Bin to the death?!"

Tuoba Gui finally lowered his head, looked at him, and said in a serious but firm tone, "Wen dies to remonstrate, Wu fights to the death, it is reasonable, why not?!" Murong Xi sternly said: "Then where do you put me? ! And what about the previous promise to my father?"

Tuoba Gui didn't answer, but just looked at him with a half-smile, and Murong Xi suddenly remembered that Tuoba Gui had never clearly promised Murong Chui anything during the several correspondences with Zhongshan; Myself—who in the world would know that King Yan Hejian would be willing to stay in Tongguan as a hostage! ?Where he is going now is all in the ears of Tuobagui!

His expression turned sharply, and he raised his head to look at Tuobagui with a little trepidation, only to hear him smile suddenly: "Changsheng, you are still too young. If I win against Zhai Bin, it may be the thing your father would like to see happen the most. "

Murong Xi was still puzzled, but in the next moment, Tuoba Gui picked him up by the waist and threw him on the couch.He got up from the pain, but saw Tuoba Gui condescendingly pinching his chin, smiling evilly in the shadows: "The battle is coming, we must recharge our batteries. I will come to fuck you again after I return victorious."

In the late spring of 393 A.D., the eighth year of the reform of Xiyan, Murong Yong, Yang Ding, and Ren Zhen respectively led two groups of elite soldiers north and south to face Murong Bao and Murong Lin.In addition to the tranquility of Longguan on the border with Liangzhou, the three major gates of Tongguan to the east of Guanzhong, Xiaoguan to the north, and Wuguan to the south all came with frequent troops and horses, and the battle clouds were dense—the two great empires of the Central Plains ushered in each other. The first big head-to-head confrontation between the two.

The battle report was spread to Jiangdong and sent to the Jiankang Palace.

Sima Yao, Emperor Xiaowu of the Eastern Jin Dynasty drunkenly combined the memorials, shook his head and said to the left and right: "If you want to fight in the north... let's fight, the more chaos the better! But it has nothing to do with us. It's all lies! If you have wine today, you will be drunk today!"

A beautiful woman in a gorgeous dress and beautiful temples came in the night, and the maids and eunuchs on duty in Qingliang Palace immediately knelt down on the ground and called "Mr. Zhang".That noble person was originally a singer in the residence of Prince Regent Sima Daozi, who was chosen by Emperor Xiaowu to enter the harem because of her outstanding beauty and talent, and became the emperor's favorite concubine, and has been favored for more than ten years without fading.

Seeing the smell of alcohol in the Qingliang Hall and the mess everywhere, she couldn't help but secretly frowned, first gave Sima Yao a charming blessing, and then said with a smile: "Although the emperor is in high spirits, he can't drink day and night~ If The Empress Dowager knows, and she will blame the concubine for refusing to persuade her."

Sima Yao squinted at her with red eyes, then suddenly reached out and grabbed her wide sleeves, and pulled her to his side.Zhang Guiren's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said: "The emperor is too drunk!" Standing up in a hurry, he stared at the left and right with willow eyebrows: "Quickly serve the sobering tea! One or two only know how to please the emperor, but they don't know how to persuade him to cherish his blessings." Cultivate your health! Tomorrow the Japanese Palace will report to the Empress Dowager, and all of you will be expelled from the palace!"

When Sima Yao heard this, he felt stabbed in the heart, as if someone had stepped on his sore foot again, so he raised his hand and slapped him while he was drunk, almost sending him flying, and he was still swearing drunkenly. Said: "Dare to say irresponsible things to me, you think you are a queen!? But you were considered a mere nobleman because of your beauty back then. Now that you are thirty, you are about to grow old and look bad. I really should Abolish your concubine position, and choose another beautiful girl!"

Zhang Guiren made such a fool of himself, he was stunned immediately, although the maids on the left and right did not dare to smile openly, it is conceivable that they were all snickering secretly.She got up to leave in shame and anger, but was stopped by Sima Yao again, who insisted on ordering her to accompany the wine to serve, and there was a lot of obscenities, sneers and insinuations during the banquet.

Sima Yao had always been addicted to alcohol, and in recent years he often drank to his heart's content in the palace all night long. No one dared to persuade him to stay in the Qingliang Palace as usual after getting drunk.

Sleeping until midnight, he suddenly felt parched and stuffy, barely woke up, he was about to call out, but he felt that his eyes were dark, and a thick brocade quilt fell from the sky, covering his head tightly. Strictly.

He struggled in shock, but the quilt was pinned down in place, as if to suffocate him to death, Sima Yao's breath became short of breath, and he resisted violently, but his limbs became soft under drunkenness, and he could only He was able to barely tear off a corner of the quilt, revealing Zhang Guiren's hideous and distorted face under the moonlight.Her temples were disheveled, and her expression was stern: "Fun Monarch! I have served you as husband and wife for ten years, but in exchange for being thrown into the cold palace and dying—that would be like dying!"

"Bitch, bitch!" Sima Yao's entire face was flushed red, and with some strength he didn't know where he broke free, wanting to lift the quilt up.At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the sidelines, pushed down the quilt again, and pushed Sima Yao back on the couch.This time, there is no chance for him to turn around, otherwise she will definitely die if things fail!Zhang Gui's heart was overwhelmed, and his whole body was tightly pressed on the quilt, no matter how much Sima Yao twisted and struggled under him, he dared not move like a rock.

After an unknown amount of time, the brocade quilt suddenly twitched, and then there was no more movement.

Zhang Guiren got up in panic, took half a step back in disbelief, and knocked down the red crane candlestick behind him, the open flame suddenly went out, only the strange atmosphere in Yu Mandian could not be dispelled.

Under the shadow of the backlight, a figure slowly came out from behind the couch. He lifted the quilt and looked inside carefully for a long time before turning half his head and nodding slightly to Zhang Guiren: "The emperor is dead." Zhang Guiren put it down. The big stone in my heart - it was this person who helped me at the critical moment just now, which made things happen in the end.In the next moment, she seemed to wake up suddenly, and knelt down at the man's footsteps: "Your Highness, save me! This concubine has been working for His Highness's house all these years—"

The fiery fingers touched the cold lips, and the man chuckled and said, "So as soon as I received your news, I immediately entered the palace and 'I wish you a helping hand'."

Seeing that this person is still indifferent, Zhang Guiren couldn't help but anxiously said: "Your Highness, how should we deal with the aftermath of this matter? I don't want to die! King Xiang—— King Xiang hasn't known about it yet, why don't we tell him the truth—"

"The emperor died in a dream, and all the servants in the hall can testify, so what's the matter with the nobleman? As for my father, he and the emperor—oh, it's the first emperor now—are infatuated with the cup What do you want to say to him, even the important affairs of the government have been entrusted to me?" The shadow of the moon moved westward, and the blurred face of the man gradually became clear. Huan, "Don't forget, I, Sima Yuanxian, are now in power in the Eastern Jin Dynasty!"

Zhang Guiren's heart was still pounding and flustered, she swallowed involuntarily, raised her head and said: "That stupid king has ignored the government for many years, and handed it over to your father and son, why did you—" why did you Or are you eager to kill him?

"Even if he is no longer in charge of the court, he, like my father, will always be grateful for his horse, and he is deeply afraid of thanking his clan members. Keeping them will always get in the way!" It's not a relative.Zhang Guiren seemed to have woken up, and said in surprise: "Could it be that His Highness wants to go against the king's will and recall those who are traveling abroad—"

"Yes, I want to call Xie Xuan back to the court." Sima Yuanxian paced outside, leaving a brief silhouette on the floor tiles of Qingliang Hall, "He has been hiding far enough and long enough."

Emperor Xiaowu Sima Yao died in 398 A.D. It is said that he was murdered by the nobleman Zhang because of a joke, and died violently in Qingliang Palace. At that time, Sima Yuanxian, the son of Prince Langya, was seventeen years old. This article advances the time of the incident by about five years. .