Go back to ancient times to be God of War

In the corner of the most prosperous street in the capital city, there is a teahouse with gold-plated characters of "Honored Brand Jiyuan Teahouse" hanging on the door. The elegant seat by the window on the second floor was crowded with all kinds of guests, men, women and children.

Around the westernmost table, six or seven young people in Confucian robes were crowded, discussing something quite enthusiastically.

"Brother Xue and I just arrived in the capital last month, so we don't know much about the situation. Why is it that General Xiao Qi is staying at the border well, but suddenly he is going to enter Beijing?" A round-faced young man with a Longxi accent asked curiously. Said: "I haven't heard that there is any urgent matter recently?"

"Shh-"

A thin-faced young man in the same seat quickly raised a finger, and looked around nervously: "Brother Zhang, be careful! This is a state matter, and there is no reason for us to talk about it."

"Hu Jie, you don't make sense." A young man with a fair complexion and a pair of round eyes, who looked very tender, frowned and retorted: "I am waiting for this imperial examination. The title, from now on, is the official of the imperial court, how can it be regarded as talking about the government? There is something wrong with the world, so why don't people talk about it?"

"well said!"

"Brother Liangbi's words are very true! In today's world, where traitors and sycophants are in power, and Taoists go to court, it is time for someone to stand up and speak out!"

Hearing the support of his companions, the tender-faced young man seemed to have regained his sense of approval, and nodded slightly, but his eyebrows were still not loosened. Such a heavy expression on his immature face seemed a bit funny.

"What's going on? Brother Jiang, can you tell us a little bit?" Zhang An looked a little curious and confused. He is from Changshan Prefecture. He came to Beijing to rush for the exam with a few classmates from Licheng Academy. After passing through the capital city, I don't know much about these things, so I can only place my hope on Jiang Liangbi, a native of the capital city.

Jiang Liangbi didn't give a shit and said bluntly: "Although my father is not in a high position, he is still an official after all, and he is better informed than ordinary people. I heard that General Xiaoqi's entry into Beijing this time was caused by the Taoist priest next to the emperor. For several days in a row, green smoke was rising from the west mountain outside the city, do you remember?"

Several candidates who were also natives of the capital nodded hurriedly.

At that time, the green smoke lasted for many days. I heard that Jing Zhaoyin sent people to the mountain to check, but nothing was found. At some point, it was spread that the green smoke on the west mountain was a bad omen.

"Today, the Holy Majesty and He Gelao invited the highly trusted Taoist priest surnamed Lin to perform the practice. I heard that the Taoist priest set up an altar in front of the palace for 49 days and danced for several days. Finally, he pointed at the dust and said yes Someone in the west did things that harmed the peace of heaven and damaged the dragon's veins. At that time, all civil and military officials were present, and they could all see clearly. After that, news spread that the emperor had summoned General Xiao Qi to return to Beijing, and the Shenhuo camp was temporarily closed. gone."

"Could it be that what Yao Dao said hurt Tianhe, referring to... General Xiao Qi's Shenhuo camp?" Zhang An was worthy of being from Changshan Mansion, and his association ability is quite strong: "This is really a bunch of nonsense!"

Seeing this, the tender-faced Jiang Liangbi let out a long sigh: "But the Holy Majesty just believed it. Many magical weapons in General Xiao Qi's camp are useless now. The Holy Majesty still listened to the slander and got a bunch of monks and priests." Going to the armory of the Shenhuo camp to chant scriptures and cast spells, saying that it is to purify the sins on these weapons, it is simply unimaginable."

"Fortunately, there is General Qi Dashi guarding the border, and there have been no changes in the Rong Kingdom recently. Otherwise, wouldn't my Daxia self-destruct the Great Wall?"

At this time, another young son, Xue Sibo, who was also Zhang An's younger brother Xue, couldn't help interjecting: "I heard that Mr. Xie, the prefect of Changshan, was also in charge of matters related to the firearms battalion. Now he has returned to Beijing to serve. Why don't you see him speaking for General Xiaoqi?"

"Hey." Hearing this, Jiang Liangbi couldn't help showing a mocking smile: "Master Xie is now obsessed with power and tactics, and he works with that monster and sycophant every day. I'm afraid he has long forgotten that he was born and died together in Changshan. brother!"

Zhang An and Xue Sibo had never heard of such a thing before, and they were both taken aback. Just as they were about to ask, they suddenly heard a commotion in the teahouse, and countless people swarmed up to their table. It shook.

"Come here, come here!"

The judges barely squeezed their way out of the crowd and looked down from the window of the teahouse. This is the only way to enter Beijing from other places, especially the geographical location of Jiyuan Teahouse is superior, and the private seats on the second floor have a particularly good view. The whole street can be seen clearly.

At this moment, both sides of the road are already full of ordinary people watching the excitement.

It has been less than a month since the Shenhuo camp was sealed off, and the people in the capital don't know the ups and downs behind Qi Yang's return to the capital. They only know that the famous Red General and the Jingyuan Army are going back to the capital, and everyone is very excited and wants to see it up close Look at this famous ever-victorious teacher, who has already stood on both sides of the road.

At the end of the road, the gate of the city opened slowly, and a group of armored knights descended along the main road. Although there were only a few hundred people in the area, they all had cold faces, strict military appearances, and neat steps. At first glance, they looked like countless Like brothers, the cold light reflected from the iron armor made the eyes of the onlookers feel a little stinging.

At the forefront of hundreds of armored knights, a tall black horse walked. The knight on the horse was wearing a dark iron black armor, and under the armor was an iconic red robe. He held a silver spear more than ten feet in his hand, and his handsome face was tight. Yes, with a solemn expression, and his whole body is like an unsheathed sword.

The place where the black steed walked, lived in the peaceful capital city, and the people who had never experienced the blood and chill of the battlefield in the western region took a step back unconsciously. These people seemed to have a layer of sharp coldness on them It's so close that it almost cuts a person's skin.

This is the Great Xia Jingyuan Army who has been on the battlefield and seen blood with real swords and guns!

"Is that the Red General? Well... so imposing..."

The timid Hu Jie was also infected by such an iron-blooded atmosphere at this moment, and said with emotion in a trembling voice.

However, no one was bothered to speak at this time, Jiang Liangbi and the others all opened their mouths slightly, looking at the cavalry downstairs in awe.

Usually in the capital, you can often see some soldiers of the capital camp going out, all of them are dressed in brocade robes, and their golden armor is shining, like the generals in the picture book and storybook, the people of the capital originally thought that , This is already very heroic and compelling.I didn't expect that when I saw the Jingyuan Army marching eastward along the main road, the degree of shock had reached another level.

Compared with such soldiers, the soldiers in the Beijing camp are like theatrical troupe wearing colorful costumes and gesturing with colorful fists and embroidered legs. Although these soldiers from the western region do not have gorgeous armor, they are The weapons in their hands gleamed with a cold light that had been tempered with blood, and while the onlookers felt fear, they also suddenly felt a strange sense of peace in their hearts.

This is my Great Xia frontier army!

The expressions of excitement and curiosity on the faces of the people gradually faded, and turned into admiration and longing. Gradually, no one knew who started it first, regardless of men or women, regardless of age, all bowed their heads deeply when the Jingyuan Army passed by.

It's like expressing their respect silently.

This main road is very long, along the main road to the direction of the imperial palace, hundreds of sergeants of the Jingyuan Army walked for a full quarter of an hour, and within a quarter of an hour, all the people along the way did not speak, just quietly Watching this victorious army go away.

It wasn't until the army disappeared around the corner that the people on the top of the Jiyuan teahouse seemed to come to life, and suddenly a discussion broke out.

"Sure enough, those who have been on the battlefield are different from those with embroidered fists and embroidered legs."

"I hope that when I return to Beijing this time, the emperor will reward the officers and men of the Jingyuan Army! This is the role model for us Daxia men."

"When I was in Changshan, I participated in the Red General's triumphant Kwama parade. That scene was really extraordinary!"

Jiang Liangbi listened to the enthusiastic discussions of the surrounding students and the onlookers, and felt his eyelids twitching non-stop, and the worry in his heart was getting bigger and bigger.

This time when he returned to Beijing by order, could the emperor really put General Xiaoqi back so easily?

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After watching the excitement, they have to return to their respective lives. The students returned to the guild hall where they lived to study, and the small vendors also returned to the shop to manage. The day in the capital was spent safely in a busy day, and soon it will be The sun was setting.

A big black horse galloped along the quiet street, and stopped in front of a rather luxurious mansion. Immediately, a handsome young man turned over and looked up at the words "Loyalty Uncle's Mansion" on the plaque. A trace of nostalgia flashed in him.

This plaque was inscribed by the first emperor himself. In fact, Qi Yang has no special feelings for Emperor Yongjia, but there is no difference without comparison. Today's Emperor Tianqi is really outrageous, and Qi Yang can't help thinking about Emperor Yongjia. While still there.

After entering Beijing this afternoon, as a military general who nominally "entered Beijing to report on his duties", his first stop was the imperial palace, but he did not expect that he would not even see Emperor Tianqi's face.

There is a huge screen in the middle of the Zhengqing Palace. Emperor Tianqi seemed to be afraid of the "harmful" breath on his body. The big girl usually hid behind the screen. A young weird priest.

I don't know why, at first glance, Qi Yang felt that this Taoist priest looked familiar.

Knowing that this is the bull-nosed old man whose nonsense led to the sudden closure of Shenhuo Camp, coupled with Emperor Tianqi's behavior, Qi Yang felt even more unhappy, suppressed his anger and respectfully saluted.

"Ai Qing, please start without courtesy."

Emperor Tianqi's casual voice came from behind the screen, vaguely, as if he yawned.

It's so ugly!

What is the dignity of being the king of a country like this?

Qi Yangyi was filled with indignation and didn't care about that much anymore, he strode forward and said earnestly: "My lord, the border of our Great Xia is not stable now, and Sai Fan of Rong Kingdom is watching, without the restraint of Shenhuo Battalion in the western region, I am afraid that troops will be sent out immediately to seize the opportunity, how long will it take for the real monks sent by the Holy Majesty to finish?"

"Bold, how can you be so rude to the Holy One?" A thin voice came, and Qi Yang frowned and turned his head to see that he was a familiar eunuch. , He Ge old man.

"It doesn't matter." Emperor Tianqi's voice came from behind the screen, still vague, quite amiable: "Aiqing, let's go back and wait for the news. It's very hard work, why don't we go to the capital to recuperate for a while before we talk about it."

It sounded quite magnanimous, but Qi Yang clearly heard some guilty conscience in Emperor Tianqi's voice.

His heart froze instantly.

Emperor Tianqi didn't intend to let him go back in a short time.

At this time, the border is only guarded by the adoptive father. Although the foster father is extremely capable, and the rest of the Jingyuan Army is also looked after by Suo Tianzong, but...

With the current appearance of Emperor Tianqi, he didn't have the air of an emperor at all. How could Sai Fan not be able to see what they could see clearly?

All the way back to Uncle Zhongyi's mansion, Qi Yang remembered that he had never been to this house since it was given to him.

Now that I returned to Beijing temporarily, I didn't order anyone to clean it up in advance. Is it possible to live in people like this?Why don't you go to the foster father's house in Beijing and stay for one night first?

When he was hesitating and annoyed, an old man with a kind face suddenly opened the door and came out: "The general is back."

Qi Yang: ...? ? ?

The old man didn't seem to be surprised, he smiled slightly, as if Qi Yang had been living in this house all along, but just went out during the day, he took the initiative to lead his black horse, made a gesture and walked into the house: "General, I am the housekeeper of the house, just call me Lao Rong."

Qi Yang was led in by Uncle Rong, the housekeeper, with a dazed expression on his face. He saw carved beams and painted pillars in the house, and several servants and maids were sweeping the floor and watering the flowers in the corridor. No wonder it has been abandoned for so long.

"Uncle Rong..." Qi Yang said in surprise, "When I was not in Beijing, did you take care of me like this every day?"

Uncle Rong smiled slightly, noncommittal, and opened the door of the main room for Qi Yang: "General, please come in, this is the main room."

With the opening of the wooden door, an unbelievable scene unfolded in front of him.

The windows in the house are bright and clean, the bed is covered with soft brocade quilts, and the scent of laurel leaves is lighted. There is also a set of desks and chairs in one corner of the room. On the table are the Four Treasures of the Study and several military books that he reads most often.

"The water has been prepared, the general has been traveling all day, why don't you take a bath to relieve fatigue?"

Uncle Rong's voice sounded behind him, Qi Yang turned around, and saw two boys walking in with a big bathtub, there was hot air in the bathtub, and there was a scent of medicine, he couldn't help showing his eyes. Doubtful look.

"The general has old wounds on his shoulders and arms. This medicinal bath is a prescription given by the chaiyuan of the imperial hospital. It can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, which is good for the body." Uncle Rong explained with a smile: "Does the general need someone to come in to take a bath? "

Qi Yang, who is used to doing everything on his own, felt a little ill-adapted to being taken care of so carefully all of a sudden, so he quickly refused and said, "No, thank you."

"Being able to serve the general is the blessing of this old slave." Uncle Rong waved away with a smile, and helped him close the door of the main room before leaving.

Qi Yang stood in the room for a long time, feeling that this day was really a bit magical.

"Forget it." He muttered, and then as if he suddenly thought of something, he looked around the room again, raised his eyebrows, took off his clothes neatly, and stepped into the bathtub with his long legs among.

The warm and medicinal hot water gently enveloped his whole body. In the faint fragrance of the whole room, Qi Yang's tense mood for a day gradually relaxed. In the dense mist, he even felt a little drowsy.

At this moment, a pair of slender hands suddenly came out from behind and covered his eyes.

A hot body leaned forward, and the earballs were wet for a while, and then a hoarse voice with a smile and an incomparably familiar voice rang out.

"Is it true that the general doesn't need someone to take a bath?"

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Thank you for those who are still watching. Recently, the author has been in various health problems. He has not recovered from his illness and has come to a new one. The update is a bit powerless, but since he said daily updates, he will definitely stick to it. Thank you again everyone. If there is no exposure Every click of yours is precious (*≧ω≦)