Looking to Chang'an from the North

In the 13th year of Chongjing, the three-year plain battle between Tianyu and Northern Qi ended with the death of Northern Qi leader Tuoba Han.However, Xia Yizheng, the main general of Tianyu, was also seriously injured.

"Xia Qing fought for the country and has been guarding the border for many years. Now he is returning to Beijing to recuperate from his wounds. I am thinking that it is time to point out a marriage for him. I wonder if there are suitable age candidates in the Qing family!" Emperor Wu looked around his highness and ministers, As far as he could see, there were dodging eyes or lowered heads.

"Li Aiqing, I remember that your granddaughter just passed the age of Ji this year and hasn't discussed marriage yet. You also praised Yizheng before. I don't know what you want!"

The minister who was pointed out came out calmly, knelt down and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the granddaughter of the old minister is indeed old, but she was spoiled by the old minister's family, and I am afraid she is not worthy of General Zhenbei." .”

This Li Shangshu is over sixty years old and has been an official for forty years. He behaves like a veteran of the two dynasties, and even when he dismisses the emperor, he does not appear panicked, and even somewhat perfunctory.

Hearing this, Emperor Wu didn't ask him to get up and didn't blame him. Instead, he asked Zhao Yan, the censor, "Zhao Aiqing, your son, everyone says he is the number one son in Shengjing, isn't he?"

After all, Zhao Yan is not too senior, so he responded in a panic: "The humble minister is panicked, the dog is really not talented, and the rumors in the market may be biased."

"Oh, is that right? It's either pampered or not talented. When Xia Yizheng was not injured, it was you who were vying for him as a fast-paced son-in-law. Think I'm stupid!"

Everyone was startled by Emperor Wu's sudden increase in volume, kneeling down in a hurry, and shouted in unison, "Your Majesty, calm down!"

But one of the ministers came out and kowtowed and said, "My minister, I beg Your Majesty to grant you a marriage."

At this time, the general's mansion is a different scene.

The maids who went in and out of the main house kept sending out blood-stained handkerchiefs, and the lieutenant in the house was so anxious that he could hang up the imperial doctor and beat him up.

Zhong Qi grabbed the imperial doctor's lapel and lifted him up, "That's what you said, it's okay, Yunji has been in a coma for three days, and the wound is still getting worse, this is so angry, will you cure it!"

Yunji, Xia Yizheng's nickname.

The imperial doctor said cautiously, "Vice General Zhong, the general was seriously injured this time, and his heart was involved. What I said is fine means that there is no danger of life for the time being, but..."

The imperial doctor swallowed a bit, hesitant to speak.

"But what, go on."

"Of course, the general has been injured to the root this time. Even if he survives this test, he may not live long." After speaking, the imperial physician became trembling under Zhong Qi's livid face.

"Get out" Zhong Qi squeezed out the word from between his teeth and pushed the imperial doctor out.

"Resign from the lower office." The imperial physician retreated in a panic.

The air pressure in the main house was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe, but the person whose complexion was as pale as paper and who was deeply trapped in the brocade quilt and was unconscious, opened his eyes when he pushed everyone away, leaving only Zhong Qi.

"Yunji, you woke up, how do you feel, come on, get up slowly." Zhong Qi carefully helped Xia Yizheng up, as if he was holding something fragile, and he didn't forget to put a soft pillow behind him.

"It's okay, don't be so careful, isn't it just a little, cough cough, minor injury, cough cough cough." Xia Yizheng lay in bed for a few days, perhaps because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak, and he coughed suddenly Some couldn't stop, but the pale face was a little bloody because of this, and he coughed until the end of his eyes turned red before he stopped.

Looking at his best friend with a look of regret and self-blame next to him, Xia Yizheng smiled, still with a naughty smile.

"I'm not dead yet, so don't make a sad face. It's just a few years of happy and unrestrained life. I, Xia Yizheng, have galloped on the battlefield for so many years and wiped out over ten thousand enemies, which is enough for me."

Listening to these words, Zhong Qi only thought he was comforting himself, but his heart became more and more uncomfortable. Just thinking about how to comfort him a few rounds, he saw Xia Yizheng's teasing smile, and he suddenly remembered it.

"Good guy, you woke up a long time ago, and you deliberately opened the wound!" This sentence is an affirmative sentence.

"No, why, it's a good thing that you woke up earlier, brothers are worried to death." Zhong Qi really wanted to punch him, but seeing his appearance that he would pass out in a second, he could only withdraw in resentment.

Xia Yizheng stopped his smile, his handsome face showed a trace of seriousness, and he raised his finger to point to the sky, "The one above is probably hoping that I won't wake up."

"Then your injury is also your own." Zhong Qi's words ended here, but Xia Yizheng understood that he was hesitant to speak.

"No, I didn't expect that person would rather take the risk of giving away the sixteen cities in the northern border to others than want my life. He would fall into the trick if he didn't notice for a while. Your Majesty, it's really good. Uh... ...." For a moment of anger, Xia Yizheng's eyes darkened, and his heart felt like a knife was twisted.

"Yun Ji, come here, bring that imperial doctor back to me." Zhong Qi shouted loudly while supporting Xia Yizheng's body that had fallen to one side.

"No, call, call, call Jinxuan." Xia Yizheng grabbed Zhong Qi's wrist, panting slightly to stop him.

After panting calmly, he opened his mouth to explain, "The imperial doctor came to see me, I'm afraid it will be the end of his life soon."

Zhong Qi thought about it for a second, figured out why, and immediately went to invite Dr. Liang.

This Jinxuan, whose surname is Liang, whose name is Yuze, and whose style name is Jinxuan, although he has just been crowned, is an expert in curing diseases and saving lives. A life-saving grace.

Liang Yuze was "invited" here after only one stick of incense. From the slightly messy clothes, it is not difficult to imagine how he invited him.

"Zhong Qi, you reckless man, are you hiring someone or robbing you? If you hold me back, I will run away. Next time I do this again, I will go to Dali Temple to sue you for instigating my subordinates to rob civilian men in broad daylight. I want to... ..Hey, let go, let me down."

In the middle of speaking, Liang Yuze was carried from the door to Xia Yizheng's bedside by the anxious Zhong Qi.

Liang Yuze was just about to get angry, but the moment he saw Xia Yizheng's pale face, he restrained his anger, flipped up his robe, sat down on the low stool by the bed, caught his pulse, but his face became more and more ugly.

"What did the doctor say?"

"I am not a man with a long life." It is obviously a sentence similar to a sentence

The decisive assertion, in Xia Yizheng's mouth, has a bit of calmness.

"Indeed... a quack doctor."

With a "bang", Zhong Qi slapped Liang Yuze on the back of the head, "Can you speak without panting?"

"Zhong Qi, you fucking, who allowed you to touch the noble head of the young master." After speaking, Liang Yuze stood up and was about to pounce on Zhong Qi.

Xia Yizheng looked at the two people who were about to fight, and he coughed lightly despite not being surprised.The two separated as if the pause button had been pressed.

Liang Yuze gave Zhong Qi a blank look, and said sternly: "Damaged heart vessels, penetrating abdominal injuries, physical weakness and anemia, it is indeed difficult to treat, but that quack doctor can't do it, it doesn't mean that I can't do it either. Give me a year, For a maximum of two years, take medicine according to my method, cultivate yourself, work less, and avoid using force, and you will be back to normal."

"Okay, thank you!"

As the night darkened, the ancestral hall of Xiangfu was brightly lit and silent.

"Kneel down." Lin Xiang stood in front of the ancestral hall with his hands behind his back, his expression was obscured by the lights.

Lin Chuhuai knelt straight as he said.

"Chang Yun, you know your mistake." There was clearly a third of anger in these words.

"Changyun doesn't know." Lin Chuhuai's expression remained unchanged, and his words were too calm, not out of anger.

"Nizi." Lin Xiang waved his whip but didn't let it fall, and kept winking at the eldest son standing beside him.

Lin Jinghuai understood in a second, and hurriedly passed the steps to his father, and quickly stopped him.

"Father, just listen to Chang Yun's reasons, and don't rush to get angry." Lin Jinghuai gave his younger brother a look, signaling him to speak up.

Seeing their obvious interaction, Lin Chuhuai was silent for a while before saying: "I want to save him, even if I don't like him, I don't want him to die. He Xia Yizheng is considered a hero, and he shouldn't die in the scheme of going to the capital. If I don't ask for a marriage, His Majesty's gift of marriage will definitely not let him go."

Xia Yizheng was Lin Chuhuai's memory of the young man in bright clothes and angry horses, the "Deng Tuzi" who rode on a leaning bridge and was full of red-sleeve moves, and the deadly enemy he had never dealt with since childhood.

He can't understand his banditry, but he also dislikes him for being rigid and polite at a young age. They can be regarded as the kind who hate each other, but even so, Lin Chuhuai wants to save him. For the peace he has sought for the people in the northern border all these years.

"You also know that His Majesty will not let him go. Xia Yizheng has made many military exploits over the years, and he has already made great achievements. His Majesty is very afraid of him, and no one wants to have anything to do with him. Fortunately, you are in a hurry to be suspected by His Majesty. Not to mention that I, Lin Chuheng, from official to prime minister, is a close minister of the emperor. Just because your eldest sister is a noble concubine and the biological mother of the third prince, my Lin family has taken the name of this foreign relative, so I have to be more cautious. You know that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, One wrong step, one wrong step. Your Majesty's suspicion is not only aimed at you, Lin Chuhuai, but at the entire Prime Minister's Mansion and the Lin family. Your actions today are in the eyes of His Majesty, and you are not begging for human beings. , is the military power in the northern border. That’s all, you kneel here for an hour to reflect on yourself, and then go back to the house by yourself.”

Lin Chuhuai was the youngest, and Prime Minister Lin couldn't bear to be too harsh, so he just gave him a moderate punishment, and then left with his sleeves.

But Lin Jinghuai looked at his kneeling younger brother, and said after a while, "Changyun, don't blame your father for scolding you, he has to think about this family, and he has to look at the long-term. What's more, the words loyal to the emperor and patriotic It is the belief engraved in his heart, even if what he has done today is against ethics, even if he wants to kill loyal ministers, we can't help us to say a word.

Lin Chuhuai raised the corners of his lips, "Loyalty to the emperor, if the emperor is not virtuous, why should he be loyal!"

"You..." Lin Jinghuai knew in his heart that his younger brother was not someone who could be listened to and persuaded, so he didn't plan to say anything more, but just took a deep look at him and left.

The author has something to say: when he was young, his clothes were thin.Riding on a leaning bridge, the building is full of red sleeves.

"Bodhisattva Man" by Wei Zhuang of the Tang Dynasty

Official complaint from the author: This article is not well written, and those who have not yet entered the pit should be cautious about jumping into the pit (this is the truth, not self-effacing).This is my first book since six or seven years after junior high school. It is largely a writing attempt. I was full of confidence when I started the article, and I wrote it seriously for more than two months. There are still a lot of problems found, um, a bit of a failure.As for the plot of the main drama, I personally feel that what I wrote is rather boring, and the logic is not very testable.Tsk, sure enough, official complaints are the deadliest.