The sadistic beauty has taken a fancy to me [Transmigration Book]

The fragrance of peach blossoms filled the capital, and the warm wind was blowing on the face. In the spring breeze where the children of the rich family listened to the music leisurely and the merchants spent their days lazily, the envoys of the Southern Guo State drove straight to the center of the capital, and unexpectedly handed over the letter of war.

After 15 years of hiding its power and biding its time, the beast in the south survived the long silent winter night, and finally showed its minions on the day when the earth recovers.

This merciless gauntlet caused an uproar in the capital, and the 20 years of peace came to an abrupt end. The night before, people were singing, dancing and singing to enjoy themselves, and the next day they went out in panic to grab rice and buy medicine.

As Sanliang's little official rolled up his bed and fled with his family, fear and rumors spread wildly in the capital. The perpetrators were severely punished, but the sense of crisis had already spread, and the decree was useless in the face of the catastrophe.

There are many strange stories circulating in the streets and alleys of the capital. Some people say that the envoys are rebellious and yell at the court, and some people have seen the surrender edict of the Northern Guo State. What's more, it is rumored that the Southern Guo State has annexed several small cities in the southern border. It was just that the monarch of Nanguo State suddenly remembered the insignificant etiquette of the battle between the two countries when he came to hand over the letter of war.

The major wine shops in the capital were all robbed, which was the last joy for those who enjoy themselves in a timely manner.

After a few days of silence in Yanliu Alleyway, more extravagant enjoyment broke out than in the past. The sound of pipa and silk bamboo made a lot of noise, and the voice of music girls babbling along the corridor eaves went straight to the sky, which can still be heard after midnight.

Zhu Jiuci was fidgeting in the mansion, worried about the war between the two countries, worried about gossip, but what worried him the most at this time was another thing - Pei Heng.

The battle of great powers is not a trifling matter. It takes time to hand out the letter of war and discuss the location of the attack on the day of the war. Although the war is imminent, there is still a buffer period, but Pei Heng can't wait.Southern Guoguo's handing over the letter of war means that the proton Pei Heng is already their abandoned son, and this blatant breach of contract shows that the Northern Guoguo has the right to kill him!

In addition, the anger of the people in Beiguo State and the hatred for the defeated country 20 years ago will all be transformed into a sharp sword against Pei Heng, not only a flood of verbal insults, but also forcing the Holy One to kill the proton to resent the common people.

The more absurd the rumors in the capital and the more panicked the people, the greater the possibility of Pei Heng being pushed out.

But Zhu Jiuci was helpless, not only because he was still in confinement and could not leave the house, but also because his father was a general of the Northern Guo State, the hope of the people to win a peaceful and prosperous age, and as the son of a general, he could not have any guiding public opinion.If there is a slight bias in his words, it will set off immeasurable storms in the capital.

On the ninth day of March, there was a knock on the door of the Duke's Mansion.

The head eunuch, Fuzheng, came in with a fly whisk, "Preach the sage's oration, and announce that the young master will see you."

Zhu Jiuci was excited and was about to follow in a hurry. The steward glanced at him and took out a bright yellow imperial decree from his sleeve. The whole courtyard immediately knelt down in unison.

Zhu Jiuci's knees were so painful that he could only hear the man on the senior floor preaching:

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the edict said: Liang Si Le has both civil and military skills, and his talents are extraordinary. Please see him."

Zhu Jiuci raised his eyes in panic, Liang Zhaoge had already received the imperial edict on his knees, and the chief eunuch took a step back and left.

"Zhaoge!" Zhu Jiuci grabbed Liang Zhaoge's hand, feeling a bad premonition in his heart for some reason.

Obviously, they all entered the palace to face the saint, so why use the imperial decree to proclaim him.

Liang Zhaoge patted the back of his hand.

"It's all right, my lord."

Zhu Jiuci grabbed the imperial decree and read it in panic, reading every word, but couldn't see anything.With just a few dozen words, it is impossible to understand the sacred heart behind it anyway.

Liang Zhaoge helped him up, and brushed the dust off his knees, "Young Master, why don't you go too, what are you worried about?"

Zhu Jiuci lowered his head and frowned while pinching the imperial decree.

Shen Shi, the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The hall was silent, and everyone stood in silence.

After Zhu Jiuci's back was so cold, the cold sweat slid down his back and melted into the brocade clothes sticky on his body. The heavy official uniform made him breathless, and he stood stiffly in the middle of the hall, his mind buzzing. Loud, can't hear anyone around.

The five-clawed golden dragon on the pillar of the palace has a ferocious face, glaring at everyone in the hall with huge round eyes, looking arrogantly and indifferently.

They said that Liang Zhaoge was going to join the army.

To walk on the battlefield where swords and guns have no eyes, to go to the place of life and death where you don't know what life is, to stand on the battlefield where the yellow sand is filled with darkness, to live a life where you don't know whether the next moment will be life or death. Thousands of miles apart, we don't know the years.

"I wish you a long time." The Duke called him in a deep voice.

In the dead silence of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the voice of Grandpa Guo was quite distinct. Everyone watched Zhu Jiuci stand in front of Liang Zhaoge, staring stiffly at the front, all dressed in bright yellow.

silence.

"I'll go too." Zhu Jiu resigned.

The people behind grabbed his hand in panic.

There was another dead silence in the hall, Mei Xunxue was silent for a moment and said, "Everyone step back, Yan Ning stays."

Grandpa Guo frowned and opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw a bright yellow body standing with hands behind his back, he finally gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and turned to leave. Mrs. Guogong looked worriedly at Zhu Jiuci, and could only step back three times.

The main hall was evacuated, and Zhu Jiuci stood alone in the center of the hall, surrounded by 64 thick golden dragon pillars standing majestically, declaring the pinnacle of the power of the Northern Guo State.

"Yan Ning, you can't."

Mei Xunxue's gentle voice spread in the empty hall, and the lingering sound faintly circled around the pillars.

Zhu Jiuci was about to speak again, but Mei Xunxue interrupted him gently: "No."

"My lord, I will definitely be on the battlefield—"

"My lord, your father is the general of the Northern Guo State, and your mother is the first-rank female general of the Northern Guo State."

Zhu Jiuci's words were all blocked up, and he couldn't say a word.

He is the son of a general, the Duke and his wife were awarded the Tiger Talisman today by the sage, controlling most of the military power in the Northern Guo State, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses are domineering under his command. On the Holy One, it is an insurmountable gully for monarchs and ministers.

Zhu Jiuci wants to stay in the capital as a hostage until the general returns faithfully.

"Yan Ning, do you understand?" Mei Xunxue looked at him, her bright yellow body was not only the majesty of the emperor, but also the helplessness of being in a high position.

Zhu Jiuci opened his mouth, but finally nodded heavily.

He understands that even the old general who won the supreme glory for the North Guo State 20 years ago, and the hero of the Zhu family who served the country for four generations, still cannot cross the mountain between the monarch and his ministers.He must stay in the capital, not only to reassure the king, but more importantly, to reassure the soldiers fighting on the battlefield.

——An Xin fights and kills the enemy, An Xin has a king with infinite trust behind her, An Xin will not accept the fate of the emperor abroad, and when An Xin returns, she can enter the capital in armor.

Zhu Jiuci pushed open the palace door and suddenly stepped out of the high threshold. Behind him, the voice of the old eunuch came from the majestic eaves of the palace: "...I wish my son... for the sake of blessing, please enter the palace to pray..."

The Duke and Mrs. Guo looked over in surprise, their faces were solemn for a moment, and finally they understood the deep meaning, loosened their brows and turned to leave.

Liang Zhaoge came over and took his hand: "Young master."

"I'm sorry." Zhu Jiu resigned.

"Young master, what nonsense did you say?" Liang Zhaoge led him away.

"I can't go together, I can only... watch you... go to the battlefield..." Zhu Jiuci couldn't help crying, "You... all left, and I was the only one left... I..."

He cried and said, "Father and mother are bound to go...I know, it took me a long time to accept...I can't be selfish, the general belongs to the common people...but... Zhaoge you..."

The key to the victory of the Great War between the North and the South Guo State lies in the mountains where the Southern Xinjiang people are located. Liang Zhaoge is the perfect candidate.

Zhu Jiuci cried without continuing the last sentence: "Zhaoge must be careful, don't try to be arrogant in everything."

"A sword has no eyes on the battlefield, not to mention that sometimes it is easy to hide a sharp spear and difficult to defend against a hidden arrow."

"I heard that there is poisonous miasma in the southern border, Zhaoge must—"

"Little Grandpa," Liang Zhaoge supported his shoulders, bent down to look at him, "I just... just go home and have a look."

Zhu Jiuci was taken aback for a moment, and began to cry more and more.

Liang Zhaoge had no choice but to take him by the hand and walk across the White Marble Bridge, then went down to the last step and said to him, "Will you go see Mr. Pei?"

Zhu Jiu stopped crying, thinking of that poor man in troubled times, hurriedly wiped the tears off his face and nodded.

The two walked along the path in Zhu Jiuci's memory, and there were occasional wild branches blocking the road, so the two had to go around.

Finally, it took a long time to reach the Duqing Hall, and saw that the door of the hall was closed tightly, and heavy soldiers with swords were standing in front of the door solemnly guarding it. The hall was so silent that one almost doubted whether there were any people inside.When Bingwei saw the two of them, he immediately stared at them coldly, and with a flick of his bright knife, there was an ear-piercing sound.

Liang Zhaoge led him to dodge behind the courtyard wall, while Zhu Jiuci stared at the sky in a daze.

Pei Heng is so innocent, he left his hometown and came to a hostile foreign country when he was a child, he gave up all his talents, and grew up under the eaves of others with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

The North-South War was not his fault, and now the new war is imminent, and it is not his fault, but because he is caught between the two countries, he not only suffers the humiliation of the proton for 20 years, but also suffers from the betrayal of his mother country again. The abuse and insults experienced 20 years ago.But this time, there will be no little grandpa crawling into the wall courtyard, poking his head out from the square sky, blocking everyone's slobber for him, and giving him a piece of peace.

This is the palace, Zhu Jiuci is helpless.

He could only look at the high wall, praying that the will of the Holy One would not come.

"Xiao Jiu, the Holy Majesty did not punish him."

Zhu Jiuci nodded, and slowly squatted down with his back against the cold brick wall. Everyone knows that the Holy One is forgiving, but the people are not. The hero of the country's 20-year peace, did not know that the upcoming war has nothing to do with him.The people will only regard him as a representative of the enemy country, abuse him desperately, beg for death to vent the anger of the people, and on the day when the Holy Majesty can no longer withstand the anger of the people, Pei Heng will be pushed to the guillotine irresistibly, and the Holy Majesty will also save him. not him.

Liang Zhaoge squatted down with him, gently twirling the slender grass in the corner of the wall with his fingertips: "Look, Xiao Jiu, the grass leaves are incomplete and full, the clear water is cold and warm, and the hearts of the people are the same. There are always wise people among the people, not all It would be cruel to point the finger at a poor man."

"Can you really save him?" Zhu Jiuci looked up with red eyes.

Liang Zhaoge gently touched his head: "Aren't everyone helping him?"

Zhu Jiuci was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at the high wall.It seems that Pei Heng has been controlled by the Holy Majesty in the Forbidden Garden, but he has also prevented all dangers for him. Any minister who holds extreme opinions, the Holy Majesty can also use a sentence of house arrest to send him back.

No one can move Pei Heng now.

"Xiao Jiu, wait for us to come back." Liang Zhaoge held him in his arms, and the two sat in the pile of weeds outside the Proton Hall, looking at the sky with intertwined branches.

"On the day we come back, Xiao Jiu will be able to see him."