Prince is a slave

For the herbal medicines purchased in the name of the general, the demand for the four medicines of daigo, raspberry, hollyhock, and horseshoe cassia suddenly increased. Everyone must know what these four medicines mean, right? "Iroja paused for a while, and then said slowly, "These are essential medicines for curing spring cold disease. "

"Your Excellency, what do you mean... General Lin brought all those soldiers who were sick but survived back to the imperial capital?!" Someone asked in horror.

"That's right." Yi Luojia said lightly, "According to Lin Ruizhe's temperament of caring for his subordinates, he can't leave the sick soldiers alone, so he probably brought the soldiers who contracted spring cold disease back to the imperial capital. .”

The people below froze in unison at first, and then the small voices of discussion began to grow, which exploded like an epidemic in an instant. Everyone had an expression of disbelief on their faces, but most of them were panicked.

Iroja stood on the high military platform, and after they discussed for a while, he stretched out his hand to signal them to be quiet.

After the tide-like turmoil subsided, the blond nobleman said coldly: "Tonight, the expeditionary soldiers will hold a welcome banquet on the half moon platform in the north of the city. After my king leaves the banquet, you will lead your troops to surround the whole half moon platform and set fire to it." Burn all mainland infantry!"

As soon as this remark came out, it was like a blunt ax slashing down, and everyone's voices were cut off abruptly. Even if the tip of the knife licked blood and stepped on the bones of thousands of people, all the generals were stunned and silent, all shocked and stunned Looking at the man on the military command platform.

"...Lord General...that's the lives of 40 people..."

Iroka did not speak, the corners of his mouth were tense, but his eyes did not waver in the slightest.

"My king will blame me..."

The remonstrance of the comrades below scratched Iloja's eardrums. He frowned, and his pale and slender fingers lightly touched the withered railing of the military command platform. After a while, he looked into the distance and murmured softly: "...I Know……"

After a pause, he turned his attention to the soldiers below again: "But there are more than 40 million residents in the Imperial City. If they contract the spring cold disease, not 400 people will die, but [-] million people will die. Elbe will be finished!"

"My lord..."

"You think I want to do this?" Iloga said. "You think I have the heart to kill 40 compatriots with my own hands? You might as well tell me, what better idea can I use to identify those who are infected and which ones?" Is it uninfected?"

The soldiers below stopped talking.

Yi Luojia looked at the crowd below with those ice-cold eyes, and after a long time, he took a deep breath of the cold night wind and closed his eyes: "...it's gone, let's get ready, remember Now, be sure to guard the checkpoint to the death, so that there will be no future troubles."

22

22. Flame...

Even though he didn't win the battle, Yi Tao still held a dust-cleaning banquet for the soldiers returning from the expedition on Banyuetai. Although Yi Tao didn't mean to blame him, Lin Ruizhe could still see that he lacked interest and was absent-minded.

In the middle of the banquet, Ye Yun came to him and whispered a few words in his ear, Yi Tao said something happened in the palace, so he left first, let all the soldiers have a drink before leaving, don't be constrained because you didn't capture Lancheng .

"Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs, and there is no invincible general in the world." Yi Tao smiled slightly as he spoke, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

After leaving the half platform, Yi Tao frowned and asked Ye Yun: "What's wrong? What are you insisting on saying?"

Ye Yun didn't have a good temper either, and said with a calm face, "I don't know, it's Yi Luojia who is looking for you."

"...I have taught you several times. It's not me, it's my minister, it's not you, it's you." Yi Tao was not very comfortable at first, and he had an unusual relationship with Ye Yun, so he wouldn't mind too much on weekdays , but this time it was inexplicably ignorant.

Ye Yun is not a smart subject, and never knows how to read the face of the king. If it is necessary to find a hero who dares to roll his eyes at Yi Tao, then it is estimated that only two people can be found if the whole Yi Bei is turned upside down: One is the prince Su Yue, and the other is the writer Ye Yun.

So facing Yi Tao's bad tone, Ye Yun gave him a hard look, and then said viciously: "I am busy repairing the mainland calendar, and I have no time to find you. Yi Luojia is under the old banyan tree in front of you. You go to him, the minister is leaving."

Yi Tao looked at his back and was dizzy with anger. Even if he was a person who did not play cards according to common sense, he really couldn't disturb Ye Yun. In fact, based on Ye Yun's words and deeds on weekdays, he was given a random crime. He could be dragged out and cut, but every time he saw the weak but tough posture of the literati, he couldn't say the cruel words anyway, so he had to let him go.

Yi Tao sometimes wonders how he could get involved with someone like Ye Yun. He has a bad temper, is not good-looking, has thorns all over his body, and is useless, but he still pretends to be superior, like a bird caught by rainwater. Soggy stray cat.

No matter how embarrassed it is, it can still stare vigilantly at everyone who tries to approach it with those eyes full of hostility and self-esteem.

After being puzzled, Yi Tao reluctantly found an answer for himself: probably because he couldn't see the weak side of this guy at ordinary times, and only when he was on the bed, the man's eyes were red, and he was sobbing tightly. Speechless?

It's embarrassing enough.The majestic king has nothing to do with a minister who writes a pen.

Yi Tao was a little sullen, and his feet slapped on the bluestone road. When he walked under the old banyan tree, he saw Yi Luojia standing there, lowering his head and thinking about something, with golden bangs hanging down, covering his eyes. half of his face.

Seeing the faint golden color that was still soft and bright in the night, Yi Taowohuo's heart calmed down a little. He let out a breath, walked towards the lonely Iroja, and stood still.

"What's the matter? Are you looking for me in a hurry?"

His voice was several times more gentle than when he spoke to Ye Yun before.

Yi Luojia raised his head and saw Yi Tao's handsome and clear face under the starlight. He bent over to get his luggage. Yi Tao stopped his movement, waved his hands, and said calmly: "No need, what can I say? Just say it straight, Lonely King, listen."

"..." Yi Luojia glanced at Yi Tao, and then said, "Your Majesty, I have made my own decision. I have already sent the First Cavalry Corps to surround the entire half-platform. They are waiting quietly at their respective positions. After the ministers have played the king, light the lamps and give the order."

Yi Tao frowned, his eyes darkened: "What are you going to do?"

Yi Luojia recounted to Yi Tao what he had said to all the soldiers at the military command platform before. Even though the person standing in front of him was Yi Luojia, Yi Tao's expression became more and more ugly. When he finished speaking, " Burning out 40 troops", Yi Tao suddenly widened his eyes and said in a low voice, "What are you messing around with?"

"...Even if the king wants to condemn the minister today, or even give him the death penalty, this will still be the last thing the minister will do before he dies." Yi Luojia's attitude was unexpectedly tough.

Yi Tao said angrily: "Where did you put the lonely king?!"

"Your Majesty, if it wasn't for Yi Bei, I wouldn't have taken such a move that was reviled by thousands of people." Yi Luojia said coldly, "Today I can't bear to part with these 40 soldiers, and tomorrow I will lose 400 million people. Today If the Banyue Island is not burned, the entire Elbe Empire will be destroyed tomorrow. Your Majesty must know which is more important."

"You...!" Yi Tao was so choked by him that he had nothing to say, and after waiting for a long time, he said, "Yi Luojia, since you already sensed that something was wrong when they entered the city, why didn't you come directly Report, let the lonely king order to seal them outside the city gate and separate them from the common people?!"

"Your Majesty, you know how terrible the cold spring disease is. If you separate the 40 soldiers outside the city, and the sick and those who are not sick live together day and night, and those who are not sick will eventually get sick, it will be the same as burning them all. , even more cruel." Iroja said coldly, "They are suffering all the time, watching their comrades die next to them, their own condition worsening, their wives and children are in the city, but they can't get together. The end result is the same. Human life is nothing more than unnecessary suffering."

After a pause, he turned his gaze to the brightly lit Banyue Island not far away, where there were a lot of wine and wine, and the bold laughter was blowing in the night wind.

Yi Luojia stared calmly at the bright fire, and said softly: "Why don't we just let them go like this, and tomorrow we will just say that the half platform is on fire, and when they find out, the pontoon bridge has been burned. Their families, at any rate, can be regarded as an explanation."

Yi Tao didn't speak.

Yi Luojia changed his head and looked at him, then smiled slightly: "Maybe you send the humble minister out and show it in pieces, which is also a kind of confession."

The night wind howled, shaking the branches and leaves all over the trees, which sounded a little scary.

Lin Ruizhe drank the strong wine offered by a soldier, and then put the wine bottle on the table. After the soldier left, Lin Ruizhe lowered his head, and the smile that originally covered his face dissipated like smoke when he lowered his eyes.

His face was reflected in the remaining liquor, with firm lines, straight nose, and just the right thickness of lips, but between the brows, there was a faint worry that could not go away no matter what.

He was in a state of turmoil, which was something that no matter how many glasses of wine he downed, he couldn't get rid of it.

After all, he drank a little too much, and he vaguely remembered some distant things. It was when he was a teenager. He still lived in the suburbs of the city of Shang, and the residents in the mountains were scattered. He and his family lived in the forest. In the middle of the book, Chia Zhenmang built a small bamboo house, and he still remembers the sound of the spring rain falling on the roof.

Crisp but urgent, it was amplified by the empty bamboo tube for no reason, and the ethereal voice rubbed and pressed the auricles.