Thank you sir, he is still outputting!

Fu Yi just drove away an old minister who was chattering non-stop. He was upset. Not long after he sat down, he got up and smashed two expensive vases. The depressed mood gradually eased and calmed down.

Regardless of the nervous shouting of the eunuch beside him, he stepped on the debris on the ground and sat back on the collapsed floor wearing black boots, staring at the maid next to him with his cold eyes like snakes, and mockingly said: "Why, I still need to teach How do you pour tea?"

When the court lady saw him like this, the clothes behind her back were instantly drenched in cold sweat.

His legs were trembling uncontrollably, but thinking of the personality of the person in front of him, he still tried his best to maintain a standing posture, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, and poured him a cup of tea.

Because of his timidity, the hand holding the teapot still trembled slightly, and a few drops of tea splashed out.

Fu Yi smiled.

The maid was so frightened that she knelt down on the spot, and the ceramic shards on the ground instantly pierced into her knees, causing pain to the bone.But the maid suddenly didn't realize it, her face was pale, her eyes were full of tears: "Your Majesty is guilty of this crime, please punish me."

"Of course you are guilty."

Fu Yi leaned over, pinched the maid's delicate chin, leaned in front of the maid, looked at this beautiful lotus noodle with affection in his eyes, he laughed softly, whispering softly like a lover: "This hand trembling problem, about It can't be cured."

"—Tell me, how about chopping it off?"

Seeing that the palace maid was so frightened that she was shaking like chaff, and was crying like rain, but she was biting her lips desperately not to make a sound, Fu Yi couldn't help laughing, and the gloom in his heart completely dissipated.

Fu Yi loves to see people show this kind of expression to him, this kind of fear and awe but he has to obey.

Contrary to the tenderness just now, he let go of his hand in disgust, picked up the handkerchief beside him, wiped his hands, and said coldly: "Those who don't have long eyes, go get thirty big boards by yourself."

Thirty boards are enough to keep people from getting out of bed for a month. For a delicate woman, this is not a very light punishment.

But the palace maid couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when she heard it, she knelt down in gratitude and then exited the room respectfully.

Fu Yi picked up the teacup, finished the cup, and poured himself another cup in a good mood.

He drank it all in one gulp, then put the ceramic cup on the small table casually, looked at Fu Ling who was pacing into the room with a half-smile, "Why, His Royal Highness is also here to persuade you?"

His Highness the Crown Prince's voice was really indescribable sarcasm.As for what he said to persuade, the two of them knew it well.

Fu Ling raised his eyelids, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and his eyes mocked: "Are you willing to listen to my advice?"

Fu Yi leaned back, glanced at him lazily, and asked with a smile: "Fu Ling, in what capacity are you trying to persuade me? My son? The prince of Beiyan? Or that Xie Yushi from Dayu... confidant?"

When it comes to the word confidant, his eyes are already full of undisguised malice - Fu Yi knows how to make his good son angry.

Sure enough, upon hearing this name, Fu Ling's eyes immediately turned cold.

"No matter what kind of status you are in, I don't want you to send troops." He said lightly: "You really don't know the situation of Beiyan these years? There have been frequent disasters in the past two years, and you indulge in pleasure. It’s empty. Increasing taxes and dispatching troops is just a simple sentence for you, but for tens of millions of people in Beiyan, it means tax burdens and family separation. Is this really the result you want to see?”

Fu Yi sneered: "The benevolence of a woman."

He leaned lazily on the collapsed roof, with a contemptuous expression on his face: "When Bei Yan captures Dayu, is all this still a problem? Food, troops, wealth... Whatever Bei Yan lacks, can be plundered from Dayu. "

Thinking of this scene, Fu Yi smiled happily: "Why don't those foolish people think about it, when the tens of millions of people in Dayu become my servants of Beiyan, will they still need to go to the fields in the future? People in Dayu pride themselves on their strength of character." , I want them to no longer be able to lift a pen, and they can only kneel before me like a dog!"

Fu Ling raised his eyes calmly: "Is Xie's army so vulnerable? How can you guarantee that before Xie's army falls, the people of Beiyan will not be overwhelmed and complain?"

"Xie Jiajun won't last long. There are people in Dayu who look down on Xie Jiajun more than me."

Fu Yi rolled his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse, and he murmured in a dazed way: "Xie Yan, Xie Yan, Dayu, Xie Jiajun, and your friends and relatives, you can't protect anything in the end... The genius of heaven... So what, it’s not meaningless to die.”

Afterwards, he laughed out loud.

He stood up abruptly, walked quickly to Fu Ling, reached out and grabbed Fu Ling's collar, his eyes were bright, but the smile on his lips was cold: "You think I don't know anything about your little tricks? You can tell Zeng Cheng and Fu Sui to be pawns, Fu Ling, you are indeed capable, but unfortunately it is not enough. I will not be the second Qin Houde, and you are not capable of turning me into the second Qin Houde!"

"Fu Sui has delayed you for long enough, and I have tolerated you for a long time."

Fu Yi stared at him closely: "I have waited for almost 20 years for this victory, and I will not lose, nor can I lose! Even if Xie Yan is gone and Liao Yuan is dead, I still have to use Xie Jiajun's life and The jade seal of the Dayu Emperor came to tell the whole world——I, Fu Yi, has always been the one who wins to the end!"

Fu Ling was not at all flustered when these small private actions were discovered, and even Fu Yi said it so directly.

With just a little force with his fingers, he broke off Fu Yi's right hand that was fastened to his skirt.Under Fu Yi's angry gaze, he slowly smoothed out the folds on the front of his clothes, and said softly, "Although I really don't want to admit it, in some respects I am indeed exactly like you."

Fu Yi thinks he will be the last one to win?

Coincidentally, he also felt that he would be the last one to win.But what Fu Yi wants is the thrill of victory and fame and wealth, and what he wants is just a person.

He only wants Xie Zhao.

That's the expression... that's the look...

Fu Yi looked at Fu Ling for a long time with eyes that could be called obsession, and was stunned.Looking at the strange yet familiar face in front of him, he suddenly laughed wildly when he thought of who this person was.

"Sure enough, it's my son... Sure enough... It's her son..."

He seemed to be crying and laughing, but for some reason, he got angry and swept all the fallen teacups to the ground with his hand, and the room was filled with the clear and crisp sound of ceramics shattering.

Fu Yi's eyes widened, and the corners of his lips twitched. Fu Ling realized that his eyes were red and his hair was a little messy.The arrogant and casual emperor looked at him with disgust and complexity, and said with a smile: "Since you don't want to send troops so much, then make a bet with me."

He now calls himself all me.

It means that if you lose the bet with him, you won't send troops?

It was unexpected and expected willfulness.

Fu Ling's mood faded: "What do you want to bet?"

"Bet on whether Liao Qingfeng and Xie Jiajun can last for half a month."

Fu Yi looked at him coldly, his eyes definitely didn't look like looking at his blood-related son, but like looking at a blood feud who wished to eat his bones and flesh: "I have won all my life, and I have only lost once." Twice, once to your mother, once to Xie Yan... And I won't lose the third time."

"It's a pity." Fu Ling didn't move his eyes: "This time, you will lose again."

And this time, it will only lose more thoroughly than the previous two times.

delay.

When Liao Qingfeng returned to the mansion from the military camp, the moon was already in the sky, and the mansion was already silent.He didn't care about eating something, so he hurried to the study and began to question his subordinates who had just returned from the capital.

His face was tired, but his eyes were determined: "How is the situation in the capital?"

"The prime minister and the queen mother are in control of the government, but Yu Shitai and several adults don't really trust the words of the prime minister and the queen mother."

Even though the door was closed, the subordinate still cautiously took a look outside, making sure that there were all his own people around, and then said in a low voice: "Master Xie, Mr. Pei, etc. are still safe."

Liao Qingfeng sharply said: "...is it?"

He rubbed the center of his brows. He was exhausted by the recent war, but now that he knew that the situation in the capital was not good, he felt even more depressed and uneasy.

The situation in the capital is in a mess, and Bei Yan outside took advantage of the opportunity to enter again, internal and external troubles, nothing more than that.

At this time, even if something really happened to Xie Zhao in the capital, he might be beyond his reach.

Liao Qingfeng thought about it for a long time, but his head ached and he couldn't think of any good countermeasures. He could only grit his teeth and said, "For the present plan, we should drive the Beiyan people away first."

Only by driving away the people from Beiyan can we have the energy to help Xie Zhao.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "That kid Xie Zhao is much smarter than me, and with Pei Shaonan's bad guy around, it shouldn't be a problem how he can protect himself. Perhaps Xie Zhao is more worried about me than himself?"

Hearing him talking to himself, the subordinate couldn't hold back the corners of his lips, and replied after hesitating for a while: "...Master Xie really said that."

really.

Liao Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and looked more refreshed. He asked with a smile, "I hear what you mean, Mr. Xie seems to have asked you to bring me a message?"

Thinking of Master Xie's words, the subordinates tried their best to hold back a smile: "Master Xie said: 'Liao Qingfeng, don't worry about eating radishes. I have always been a majestic censor. When have you ever seen someone let me down? Censor Tai There are no vegetarians. Compared to me, Liao Qingfeng, you should look at yourself more. You are not as good-looking as I am. If you lack an arm or a leg, how dare you stand with me when you return to Beijing? '"

Even though the subordinate's words were steady, when Liao Qingfeng heard these words, Xie Zhao's teasing tone sounded involuntarily in his mind, so he burst out laughing.

Liao Qingfeng was so angry that he jumped up and down, but the corners of his lips were raised high, his smile was wanton and happy, and he cursed: "This Xie Zhao is really mean. With this mouth, I am still worried about him. I really am meddling in my own business." !"

The scene of hooking shoulders with Xie Zhao in the capital and eating candied haws and fried chestnuts came to mind again, Liao Qingfeng felt relieved, and a bit of warmth appeared in his eyes.

He complained to his subordinates: "This Xie Zhao, when I go back to the capital, I must tell him that I am much more handsome than him—is the wind blowing in my frontier for nothing? Is the sun shining for nothing? Your general With my appearance, I am not much more handsome than him, a civil servant who is whiter than a woman? I can’t compare with him when it comes to the Four Books and Five Classics, but Xie Zhao turned black and white and insisted that he is more handsome, but I am not convinced at all. .”

The subordinate thought of Xie Zhao's appearance when he spoke, and then listened to Liao Qingfeng's fake angry words at the moment, and said softly, "You and Mr. Xie have a really good relationship."

Liao Qingfeng waved his hand and snorted: "Then you are wrong, the relationship between Xie Zhao and I is not good at all. Look at what he said, is that what he should say to his brother? I miss him so much in vain. Quan should really feed the dog."

The subordinates will not be unable to hear the irony, just smile and say nothing.

The atmosphere in the study finally relaxed.

Liao Qingfeng stayed in the barracks for a whole day today, training soldiers and discussing tactics with others, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was physically and mentally exhausted.Knowing that Xie Zhao is safe for the time being, a big rock in his heart barely fell to the ground, and all the sleepiness hit him together, making him give birth to some pajamas.

Just when he was about to order his subordinates to retreat, he suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps outside the door.

Liao Qingfeng raised his head, and saw a young soldier who didn't look familiar running and pushed the door into the house, kneeling down in front of him.Due to the rush of running, a lot of cold wind poured into his throat. The young soldier calmed down and breathed with pain, and said solemnly: "General, no...it's not good! The granary...the granary..."

granary?

Liao Qingfeng's right eyelid twitched, he got up abruptly, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with the granary?!"

The young soldier gritted his teeth: "The granary... the granary is on fire!"

The granary is on fire?

Liao Qingfeng flickered, but fortunately he supported the table with his hands, and then stabilized himself.The importance of grain and grass to an army in wartime is self-evident. At this time, a fire in the granary is no less than thunder from the sky. Not to mention Liao Qingfeng, who became a general at a young age, or his father Liao Yuan who met In this case, it is inevitable to jump in a hurry.

It's really a broken house and it rains all night, a leaky boat is hit by a headwind, and all the bad things are arranged to come to the door together.

But it's useless to be anxious at this time.

Liao Qingfeng could only invite a few subordinates to discuss the fire in the granary overnight.He asked the person in charge of the granary: "What is the cause of the fire? How much food and grass are left? How many days can it last?"

The granary has always been the top priority, and the official who manages the granary is also an old subordinate of Xie Yan and Liao Yuan, so there is absolutely no problem with his loyalty.It is said that the granary had just caught fire. After receiving the news, the official didn't even put on his coat in a hurry, so he rushed to the granary to fight the fire with him, taking the lead.

Hearing Liao Qingfeng's question, the middle-aged dark official was full of guilt: "Idlers are never allowed to approach the granary. The fire broke out today. According to the caretaker, it was caused by the dry weather and the spontaneous combustion of grain and grass."

Spontaneous combustion of food and grass has happened elsewhere before, so everyone else in the room pursed their lips and frowned, accepting this explanation.So what if you can't accept it?Those guarding the food and grass are all loyal people carefully selected from the Xie family army, and no one here will think that the Xie family army has an inner ghost.

In the silence that filled the room, the middle-aged official sighed: "Even if the fire was extinguished as soon as possible after the fire was discovered, seven or eight out of ten of the food and grass were still burned."

Liao Qingfeng asked again: "How long can the remaining food and grass last?"

The middle-aged officials were afraid to look into the firm and hopeful eyes of the young general. There should be no disappointment in these eyes.

It's just that there are some things that you can't escape if you want to escape.

He licked his dry and peeling lips, his voice was hoarse: "General Liao, these food and grass can only support..." His throat moved slightly, and he finally said, "It's less than seven days."

Less than seven days?

The already quiet study room was even more dead silent. For a moment, even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

A general said in a low voice: "Everyone, don't forget the news from Beiyan. I heard that the emperor of Beiyan plans to lead the army. For this reason, he recruited another [-] soldiers in Beiyan..."

It is true that the Xie family's army is invincible, but no matter how brave they are, one enemy against a hundred is nothing but self-destruction.

Liao Qingfeng is not someone who slaps his face to make himself fat, and he doesn't want so many iron-boned men from Xie Jiajun to sacrifice their lives because of his mistakes.In this chaotic night, his mind was unusually clear.

Without hesitation, he stood up with a solemn face, picked up the wolf hair on the pen holder with his big hand, and quickly wrote two letters under the surprised eyes of others, then stuffed them into two envelopes, and handed them to the subordinates beside him.

"We cannot be defeated by the Beiyan people, let alone the so-called natural and man-made disasters."

Liao Qingfeng looked sternly, and said to his subordinates: "Please go to the capital for me again, and then teach one of the letters to the prime minister—we are not strong enough, so please ask the court to invite reinforcements; our food and grass are not enough, so please trouble the prime minister." Mr. Zhang from the Ministry of Hehu worked hard for us and was transferred from another granary."

A general who had gone far asked, "Then who do you want to give the other letter to?"

Liao Qingfeng's brows and eyes stretched, and he showed a relaxed smile for the first time tonight since he learned that the grain and grass were on fire.Thinking of his friends in the capital, the young general grinned silently.

"to whom?"

"—Of course it's for Xie Zhao."

This is his most trusted brother, and the one he is willing to entrust his back to.Even if there was an accident with the prime minister, this person would fight to the death for him and Xie Jiajun.

Liao Qingfeng was so convinced.

The author has something to say: Xie Zhao really owes her words! (very loud)

...But he is still my good brother for life (suddenly whispers)

Xiao Liao said: It’s okay to carry a knife into the sea of ​​fire for you, but don’t expect me to praise you in front of you that you are more handsome than me (*￣︶￣)