Drunk Yangzhou

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the hall, and the officials whispered. Fu Yiting clenched his molars. Such a humiliation covered his head and the entire Great Qin. He could not accept it no matter what.

Tang Cheng was so angry that his hands were shaking, he couldn't help shouting: "Daqin will not be plundered and occupied, Ivan, set your own position!"

"In the eyes of our Emperor, the wealth of Emperor Qin is not higher than gold and silver." Ivan continued without squinting: "If His Majesty refuses to agree, then the Qin army will stand next to each other in the snow. Xiao Ge is a Extremely smart, he will go north to collect your corpses after you freeze to death and starve to death!"

This is no longer a negotiation, it is a blatant threat. Ivan's words are very clear, accepting the conditions of the Raksha Kingdom, the Great Qin still has a chance to breathe, but once Xiao Ge sends his troops to the north, the collapse of the Qin Kingdom will be a final conclusion fact.

Ivan looked at Fu Yiting's expression, and couldn't help but secretly rejoiced. Zheng Qian's words were good, and Fu Yiting obviously hesitated when he heard Xiao Ge.

The hall also suddenly became quiet, and everyone was thinking about it. Although they all knew what the next step would be after the opening of the mining rights, the courtiers who were already active in their minds were shaken. Everyone understands the truth.Furthermore, the fighting power of the Qin army should not be underestimated. It is not impossible to turn around and deal with the Rakshasa after recovering the southern land. They are clear in their hearts that the outcome of this battle depends on the emperor's thought.

During the years-long silence, the emperor finally smiled lightly on the dragon chair. Ivan met his deep eyes, but felt the piercing chill in them. He heard Fu Yiting resolutely and coldly rebuffed, "Don't talk!"

Ivan's complexion also sank. He was holding eighty-nine points to win, but he really didn't expect that Fu Yiting was colder than the stones on the desert. Ivan thought about it, gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty must guard the integrity of Qin!" , our Rakshasa will not stop it, but, don't you even care about your own body?"

Only Fu Yiting and Tang Cheng could understand these words. Ivan and Zheng Qian joined forces, and maybe they knew the secret of the hidden poison.

Fu Yiting laughed back angrily. He stood up from the chair, walked down the steps slowly, pointed at Ivan and joked, "Dear dears, take a good look at it. It's such a human-faced and animal-hearted thing. Together with Zheng Qian During the mutiny, I was poisoned. Luckily, I noticed it a long time ago, so I didn't even touch that bowl of food! I saved enough face for you Rakshasa, and concealed this matter, and now he is actually trying to threaten me with this! Ridiculous!"

The officials were in an uproar again, and the hesitation just turned into anger of contempt. Ivan was so angry that Fu Yiting's reaction was too quick, and he turned the poisonous matter on him into such a narration, which not only relieved the doubts of the officials, but also Burning the fighting spirit of the people of Qin, Ivan said anxiously: "Your emperor is lying, he has been poisoned by Zheng Qian long ago, and he will not survive his thirties!"

This is the effect of Fu Yiting's preemptive strike just now. Who else would believe him at this moment? Lin Yizhi and others were the first to be impatient, and drove him out with a knife, "If you want to break the heart of my Qin army, go dreaming." !"

"You Rakshasa are despicable and shameless!"

"Maozi is Maozi, with vicious thoughts!"

Amidst the sound of cursing, Ivan was pushed outside the hall. He cursed a Raksha language, and walked away angrily.

"Lin Zi, take the Huwei army back to northern Xinjiang immediately. I will send a letter to Yanqing later, asking him to clean up the grain road." Fu Yiting glanced at the map, "There is still grain left in the Liaodong Bohai Warehouse, transfer three-fifths In the past, Rakshasa would not let it go..."

Lin Yizhi took the order to leave, Fu Yiting waved his hand, and ordered all the officials to disperse, only Tang Cheng was by his side.

"Lord He's new medicine. Take it quickly, Your Majesty." Tang Cheng said softly, "I was terrified when I heard what Ivan said just now, thanks to your quick response."

"I guessed that he used this as his trump card." Fu Yiting swallowed the pill with the lotus seed soup in the bowl, pinching the knuckles on the side of the bowl so hard that they turned white, "He can't use this to threaten Daqin."

"Your Majesty." Tang Cheng's eyes suddenly became moist, "No matter what the outcome of this battle is, today I... have no regrets about being a Qin soldier!"

Fu Yiting sighed deeply. If he wanted to defeat Xiao Ge, he must have enough grain reserves. He has led troops for many years, and he knew this better than anyone else, and he was also more eager than anyone else.Going south to destroy Wu was his only wish in his remaining short life, but the dignity of the entire China was his bottom line, which he had to maintain.

How many conspiracies and tricks he has played in this life, how many people he has played in his hands... He thought he was an unscrupulous villain, but when he saw Ivan coming, he had actually made a very virtuous choice... Mr. Li The dying words now taste like a prophecy, "In the end, no one will be benefited by the disease of the world."He can't resist God, just like the poison in his body, there is no cure, it seems that God's will can't be disobeyed.

"Tang'er, do you know why I rescued you in the village at that time..." Fu Yiting stood sideways in front of the window and looked at Piaoxue. His heart was more depressed than anyone else, but he was very calm at the moment.

Tang Cheng was about to say that he didn't know, but Fu Yiting spoke again, as if he was telling him, or talking to himself, "My mother's family is a tribe named Lan on the grasslands of the Xing'an League. They herd horses and sheep, gather ginseng and hunt. , with the mountains and rivers, and the sun and the moon. That place is cool in summer, full of fragrance of flowers, cold in winter, with thick snow and ice springs all over the mountains... What a beautiful place, what a leisurely and comfortable day..."

"When she was ten years old, Maozi crossed the national border and joined forces with the bandits on the mountain. They plundered the village and burned the straw tents. The heaven in the past was full of scorched earth and corpses... Most of the relatives died, only she and her uncle were the same size Younger, we hid together in the woodpile and survived, and then got lost in the chaos of the war..."

"Uncle Guo came to Beijing last year. You have already seen him. The scar on his face was burned at that time. But she was trafficked to Xianyang, Qindi because of her beauty..."

"After meeting her father, she had no status, and finally died in depression. She was unable to return to northern Xinjiang when she died. I would rather she not give birth to me than come to Xianyang to be criticized and slandered like this. All this is Maozi The evil I have done... It is nothing to be bullied by my brothers since I was a child, but such a pure people, such a magnificent river and mountain, such a beautiful girl, why should I suffer like this?!"

Tang Cheng was already in tears when he heard it, and when he raised his head again, the emperor had just wiped away the tears on his cheeks, "I should have settled this account with Raksha..." When he said this, his expression suddenly became pale. Pale and pale, almost the same color as the flying snow outside, "As for Xiao Ge... If I were him, I would attack at this moment..."

The north outside the hall whimpered and whimpered, as if everything was a foregone conclusion.

Yangzhou

The sky was gray and gloomy, just like the winter day when Qin Jun rushed to Xingtai to fight against Wu Jun and Xiao Ge led his troops to retreat to Yetai the year before last, but it was only the end of autumn.

"The snow is still falling in Qin." Wen Zheng warmed his hands with a brazier, "In my opinion, one month later is the best time to attack."

"Will the common people suffer if we endure another month?" Xiao Ge asked. His words actually included a layer of vigilance against Fu Yiting. Apart from the uncontrollable blizzard, if Fu Yiting still forcibly collected food and grass for the army, it would be very difficult for Daqin. For the common people, it is even worse.

Wen Zheng was silent for a moment, and answered truthfully, "The news from the spies is that he did not agree to the request of the Raksha Kingdom, but only bought some food from the aristocratic family. Now the whole of Daqin is suffering in this snowstorm... He has a bit of a conscience and didn't forcefully confiscate the people's rations."

Xiao Ge frowned, "Even so, there must be a lot of frozen corpses starved to death."

Wen Zheng glanced at him, "I'm afraid so."

Xiao Ge took a deep breath, "We can't procrastinate any longer, this is taking the lives of innocent civilians and soldiers as our victory chips."

Wen Zheng opened his mouth to persuade, but the damp wind swept over him, and he shivered from the cold, but he said nothing in the end, which was regarded as acquiescence and agreement.

"Tomorrow, troops will be dispatched at Yetai. The next day, go north to attack Qin!" Xiao Ge dropped the cup in his hand on the table, and said firmly.

Wu Jun has entered the most exciting moment in the past few years, and Qi Zhaorui led the army into Sichuan and Sichuan, and it was not so exciting, because Qiang Qin and Sichuan Army are not the same, and they are on the same level. But since ancient times, which historical change has not been promoted by the right time and place?

In the battle of Zhuolu in ancient times, there was the factor of "Yinglong stores water, Fengbo rains division", and the wind and sand buried Chiyou; in the Western Han Dynasty, a thick fog rescued Gaozu from Baideng Mountain; Word……

But from another point of view, when the heavenly secret comes, only the strong can grasp it. Xiao Ge's hard work and solid foundation over the years have created Wu Jun's formidable strength.

Yinjia crossed the river, the cabin was full of lake rice, and those who descended would not be killed but harvested, and the lives of the people were the most important. Compared with the ruthless and steady attack of the Sichuan army, Xiao Ge's actions against the Qin land were already Extremely gentle.Some soldiers laughed and said, this is not going to fight, it is clearly going to relieve disasters, our prince is just used to being a Bodhisattva!

Even so, Xiao Ge stayed up for several days and nights. First, he was worried that the Qin army would resist stubbornly, which would bring unnecessary and painful casualties to both sides. Second, he was thinking about Fu Yiting. With his temper, it was inevitable to make some extreme Things.

He really wanted to rush to the Longmen to have a heart-to-heart talk with him, but he was afraid that this would irritate him and make it harder for that crazy person to accept...

Including Wen Zheng, the generals around Xiao Ge have gradually led their troops to the north, but he is still in Yangzhou, waiting for the final news and results.

In the early morning of the eighth day of October, Bai Song'an came back to the palace from outside early in the morning. Xiao Ge was just about to put the phoenix-headed harp into the box. He must also go north in the future. After packing up the things, the bamboo forest beside me was creaking under the weight of snow, making the mansion even more quiet.

Bai Song'an took a deep breath, relieved his extremely excited mood, and tried to calm his tone, "My lord! The Emperor of Qin has issued an edict... The Qin army has surrendered!"

Xiao Ge suddenly raised his head to look at him, his finger was cut deeply by the steel string on the harpie, and blood gushed out immediately.

"My lord!" Bai Song'an's heart ached, and he hurried into the house to find gauze to bind him up. He looked at Xiao Ge every day and sighed, but he actually figured out a thing or two. body...

When he came out, Xiao Ge came back to his senses, and asked eagerly: "Song'an, my hand is not tight, you go and send an order to General Yudiqi, tell him to watch Fu Yiting, and he must not let him commit suicide !!"

Bai Song'an said worriedly: "At present, the imperial palace is still guarded by Daqin's forbidden army. Our people used to take at least two days... If Fu Yiting really has this intention, I'm afraid he won't be able to stop him."

"Go and prepare the horses. I... will go north to join the army after I say goodbye to my father!"

Bai Song'an took the order to go, Xiao Ge stabilized his emotions, turned around and went up the stone bridge, turned left to Chuque Pantai in the deep spring of Guangling Prince's Mansion. Since Xiao Wenzhou died of illness, no one has visited here, and the fallen leaves are full of feet. Lao Gao who was whirled by the wind.

Xiao Ge pushed open the old carved wooden door, and the inside was still the same as it was when he was a child. The books, desks and chairs on the east side were silent, the incense burner painted with pine trees in the southwest corner was covered with a thick layer of ashes, and the bed curtains were gone. Halfway down, it looked too decadent, completely different from the cleanliness and elegance of its owner.

Xiao Ge walked over to gather up the dark blue curtain and hung it on the copper hook. He said softly to the bed: "Father, I will live up to your expectations. The great summer is gone, and the north and the south are united... But, but I Not happy at all…”

A crystal teardrop fell down his face, he turned around and sat on the couch, and said in a very small voice, "I like someone who shouldn't be liked, Father, if he really committed suicide and passed away, how should I live?" ..."

The room was quiet and empty, so naturally no one responded to his words. After a long time, Xiao Ge chuckled at himself, "Yes, for the sake of Wu Jun, I must not commit suicide; ...Maybe this life was never my own..."

He let out a long sigh, and was about to get up and leave the bed, but he accidentally saw the edge of the paper protruding from the side of the tightly packed corner of the bed.

Xiao Geyuan was still in a hurry to set off to the north, he didn't intend to take it out to look at it, but after walking a few steps, he turned back in a strange way, leaned over and moved the bed, and took out the two pieces of yellowed rice paper, on which his father wrote of the two little words.

Xiao Ge's heart beat wildly for no reason, and he looked intently:

"Man Jianghong recalls the first rain outside Yumen Pass"

The long smoke stretches across the desert, entering the vast sea, the moon is cold and the lake is wrinkled.

The city bay is isolated, call back Liushou.

Xisha hunts and rolls Chen Yan's flag, and the feathers whip the army with golden helmets.

Throat is astringent, suspicious body is unreal, forgetting to move eyes.

The shadow of the candle is wet, listening to Qiang You.The wind is swaying, and the release is thick.

Li Song is cloudy and rainy, but he does not dream of Yangzhou.

It is difficult for bandits to learn from idiots, but Xingyu is easy to change heroes.

Looking forward to Qinghuan, the rustling mountains and rivers are broken, and I am willing to wait.

Golden armor, feather whip, Li Song Yunyu, no dream of Yangzhou, bandits learn from others, willingness to wait...

Xiao Ge almost fainted when he read it. There are too many words and allusions in this word that make him jump in fear. He is such an intelligent person, how could he not be able to taste the deep affection in the word? .

He suppressed his astonishment and looked down again, fully understanding:

"Nian Nujiao mourns Si Min for the rainy day on April [-]"

The bank is luxuriant with grass, the boat is blocked by the empty sky, and the geese pass the crying peak.

The bottle sinks into the golden well, and it's hard to hold your hand, and the soul lingers back to Diancheng.

The silver and the Han are handed over, and the Songquan is separated forever, and the fisherman and woodcutter break the contract.

The hug is still in mind, the poisonous dove is sweet and deep.

The strings of the harp are broken and the sound is lost, the wings of the moth sink, and the lamp is extinguished.

Yin Hukong guards the hibiscus tent, and the sound of the temple bell and chime is absolutely cold.

Lovesickness is endless, reincarnation has to return, and I am a monk of love.

Thousands of dendrobiums left grudges, and the refining furnace turned into feathers and soared.

Xiao Ge knows who Simin's character is, not to mention that the wording of this poem is even bolder, the bottle sinks into the golden well, the songquan is eternally separated, the moth sinks its wings, the tiger keeps empty, embraces and remembers, lovesickness is endless...

If it weren't for the deep love, how could it be so heartbreaking and bloody, every word filled with tears...

Why is there a scene of Jinsong Linquan on Lishan Mountain and in the Guangling Palace?

Why did Ruhai only grant the Emerald Golden Buddha to himself while the Emerald Yinhu was on Fu Yiting's body?

Why did my father die on April [-] after leaving this word, and why did he have to sink his bones and ashes in the Erhai Lake thousands of miles away?

It turned out that he was looking for him, and it turned out that everything he concealed and kept silent was for him...

This is such a deep affection, Xiao Ge desperately thought about everything they experienced many years ago, it seemed unbelievable, but also reasonable, he only realized now that his father left only a shadow under the lamp in Yangzhou, His soul, his heart, have long been affected by that person.

The love net is like reincarnation, it is not enough to trap these two, it also makes him fall in love with Fu Yiting, but the current situation is really difficult to end...

When Xiao Ge stood by the bed in a daze, he folded the two poems and put them in his arms, and looked down again, his chest was completely wet with tears.

"My lord... My lord!" Bai Song'an's anxious and flustered voice came from outside the door.

"The horse is ready?" Xiao Ge forced his composure, and strode out the door.

"My lord, news came from the north that... Fu Yiting went to Mount Song alone... and entered Buddhism in Shaolin!"

There was a thunder from the sky, and then the heavy rain slanted down, billowing black clouds swept across Yangzhou, the darkness and gloom covering the sky made people breathless, Xiao Ge felt that his hands were trembling uncontrollably, his His thoughts were completely confused, so he had to try his best to stay clear and said: "Order Fengchi to take care of all the affairs of the army temporarily. Song'an, you take Longlong and follow me to Songshan Mountain!"

Just as Bai Song'an agreed, Xiao Ge flew on his horse, whipped his whip fiercely and ran out from the west gate of the mansion, without even putting on the oil coat handed over by the guards at the side.

The author says:

The foreshadowing has been buried for so long, the relationship between the previous generation is finally revealed, and the two will meet in the next chapter!No kidding!