Yunyue past events

Yue Qian was shirtless, barefoot, and wearing only a pair of short-nosed pants. With his dirty hands, he picked up a stone and built it on a stone wall. Sweat dripped from his arms, and his back had A fresh welt.

Not far behind are the soldiers of the overseer, and beside them are a large number of Yunyue civilians who are also half-clothed.

The entire county is being repaired, and people from all directions are forced to come to serve corvee.

Peng Zhen dumped the sand in his load into the mud pit. He lifted his sweaty and dirty face, his eyes searched in the crowd, and when he found it, he dived further. When the guard didn't pay attention, he quickly winked.

At dusk, the ground was still emitting heat, and the air was still sultry. The people in corvée finally stopped working and gathered outside the city gate to beg for food.

Everyone took a clay bowl and got a bowl of watery vegetable soup from the guard who distributed the food, a piece of hard and unpalatable bean cake.

Yueqian sat under a tree to enjoy the shade, holding a bowl in one hand and munching on bean cakes in the other. A group of men in corvee gathered around him unknowingly.

The patrolmen passed by them, and when they saw such a group of voracious corvettes, they ignored them and didn't pay attention.Most of these corvettes were taken away from the villagers' homes, and a small number were caught casually on the road. No matter where they came from, they were very obedient.

Because their homes are in the local area, they have nowhere to escape, and because they are obedient, they don't wear shackles on their feet, which is different from prisoners.

Seeing the patrolmen walking away, Peng Zhen couldn't wait to get close to Yueqian, and asked in a low voice, "Bo Na, another batch of county soldiers were dispatched today. There should not be many soldiers left in the city. When shall we do it?"

Yue Qian drank the last sip of vegetable soup in the bowl, and said calmly: "Tomorrow."

Peng Zhen replied: "Okay, finally don't have to be patient anymore, kill them tomorrow!"

The people present were all gearing up. They were all soldiers, pretending to be villagers and serving in the county town for a few days. They were really not used to this kind of enslaved life.

Late at night, an arrow flew out from the shack where the husband lived, shot into the woods behind the shack, and pierced into the trunk of an old tree.

A man who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pulled out the arrow. He took a piece of cloth from the arrow shaft, and rushed to the depths of the forest.

He ran on, through the woods, until he came to the river.

There is a small boat moored on the river bank with lights and several people on board.

Soon, this piece of broken cloth was held in Chang's father's hands, and on the cloth was written with charcoal: the county soldiers were transferred out, the city's defenses were empty, and we will move at noon tomorrow.

Father Chang held up the cloth and showed it to his companions on the boat. He said loudly, "Bo Na has an order to attack the county at noon tomorrow!"

Yue Wazi cheered: "Great! Finally, I don't have to feed mosquitoes by the water every day."

All the people present laughed, and some said, you yell when you suffer a little bit, but Bo Na and Peng Zhen work hard every day, and they have to suffer from the whip of the prison guard.

"It's fine if we just call in. Why is Bo Na still working as a corvee?" Yue Wazi held his chin, unable to figure it out.

Fan Chun patted Yue Wazi on the head and said to him: "I don't know the situation in the city, how to attack the city, you are brave and foolish."

Yue Wazi held his head and stared angrily.

On the second day, the county town of Ze County.

The noon sun was scorching hot, and even at the hottest hour, the corvettes were still transporting earth and rocks to repair the south wall of the county town.

Two guards were resting in the shade of a tree. They opened their clothes and fanned their faces with branches.

It was time for the shift, and all the officers and soldiers on the tower came down together to hand over to another group of officers and soldiers waiting below the tower.

Everything seemed normal, just an ordinary summer noon.

At the same time, a fleet had quietly landed on the north bank, and countless Yunyue soldiers got off the boat, and they captured the outpost on the outskirts of the city at a fast speed.

A soldier who had lost his armor ran towards the gate of the county and shouted, "The more thieves! The more thieves are attacking!"

Behind him was an army of Yunyue people, densely packed, rushing towards the county town like a tide.

There was a panic in the county city, and the soldiers guarding the city hurriedly closed the city gate. The two prison guards ran slowly, so they had to beat the door hard, and shouted in horror: "Don't close the door, let us in quickly!"

No one noticed that the Yunyue people who were serving corvee outside the city, led by a tall young corvet, grabbed tools and stones and smashed a newly repaired city wall madly.

The seemingly solid city wall collapsed in an instant.

The newly built wall, the soil has not yet solidified, even if it can't be pushed all the way, it will make a gap.

Yunyue's army launched an attack on the county, and most of them approached the gap in the southern city wall, approaching their leader—the unkempt, shirtless young man.

The Rong soldiers in the city ran towards the south city wall carrying logs and railings. They tried to block the broken city wall. The group of people who rushed to the front were all attacked by the gangsters, and countless stones were thrown at them.

Peng Zhen took the lead in smashing the Rongbing stones. He was short in appearance, but his strength was astonishing, and he threw several large stones in a row.

In the past few days, being a coward has not been less irritated, he can't eat well, sleep well, he is reprimanded and whipped, and his anger is just right to vent.

"Get down!"

Yue Qian issued an order in Yun Yue's language.

The corvettes in front got down one after another, and the arrows flew from above their heads to Rong Bing at the gap in the southern city wall.

Yue Qian rolled over from the pile of rocks and landed firmly. He just stood up when a dagger was thrown into his arms. He looked up and saw that it was Father Chang.

Father Chang was wearing armor and holding a long dagger in his hand. He was followed by Yue Wazi in the same attire. Beside them were hundreds of Yunyue soldiers.

Yue Qian unsheathed his sharp sword, brandished his dagger, fought all the way, and led the army over the collapsed southern city wall, and entered the county town. He led the charge with his shirt off, and anyone who blocked him was beheaded by the sword, frightening the soldiers. Keep backing up.

The leader was so heroic, like a god of war, that inspired all the people, whether it was a soldier in armor or a corvette who had just picked up a weapon.

**

The news that the Rong soldiers captured Weiguo Zhangcheng came, and the monarch of the Shu Kingdom was holding a banquet to entertain Rongguo's respected guest, son Ling.

Hearing the herald's report, King Shu excitedly stood up from his seat, and accidentally spilled the wine from the food table on himself. On the other hand, Gongzi Ling watched the dance and music calmly, as if everything was within his expectation middle.

King Shu sat down and asked Zhaoling: "Borrowing from our country, Rong Bing successfully conquered Zhangcheng, which greatly frightened the monarch and ministers of the Wei Kingdom! The widow is about to congratulate Mr. Ling, but Mr. Ling doesn't seem to be surprised at all. Why is that?"

Zhaoling replied: "The capture of Zhangcheng is only half the battle."

King Shu was secretly surprised and panicked. Could it be that Rongguo wanted to destroy Shuguo along the way?A small country neighbors a big country, it is really like a tiger lying beside it.

Noticing the subtle expression change on King Shu's face, Zhao Ling knew what he was thinking, and did not pretend to be a joke, and said frankly: "Our country's West Route Army conquered Zhangcheng, and the South Route Army is recovering Yucheng previously occupied by the Wei soldiers. , and the good news from Yucheng has not yet come, so the matter is only half successful."

"It is precisely to suppress the arrogance of the Wei soldiers, so that King Wei will not dare to go south again, plotting the old land of Yunyue; and let King Wei understand that as long as our two countries, Shu and Rong, are as close as brothers and work together, King Wei will not be able to become a southerner. overlord."

After saying this, Zhaoling held up the wine cup and respected the longevity of King Shu, and the two countries are good friends from generation to generation.

King Shu was overjoyed, and immediately raised the cup of wine, and said a series of toasts.

During the period of living in Shu State, Zhao Ling often had banquets with King Shu to improve the relationship with King Shu. At the same time, he also bribed King Shu's favorite concubine and courtiers generously, so that even if he left Shu State, someone could tell King Shu about it. Every move.

The young King Shu is obsessed with beauty and likes the famous horse Meiyu, so he doesn't look like a Mingjun in any way.Because he is not a Mingjun, he only cares about immediate interests, so he abandoned Weiguo, his old ally, and turned to Rongguo, and even lent his way to Rongguo.

A month later, Zhaoling received good news from Rongguo Zuotu (Minister of Foreign Affairs) that the Rongbing had recovered Yucheng, and the Weibing had also withdrawn from the south, shrinking the front line.

After all, Zhangcheng, located in the belly of Weiguo, was captured by Rongbing. King Wei was deeply disturbed and was dispatching troops from all directions back to defend the country.

The leftist brought two pieces of news, one was bad news.

Zuo Tu said: "Your Majesty is paralyzed by wind and has been lying on the couch for a long time, unable to live. Now the crown prince is in charge of the country. The monarch is old and misses you very much. You should go back soon."

King Rong's health was not good, he had been emptied by alcohol for so many years, and now he suffered from wind numbness and could no longer walk.

Zhao Ling stayed in Shu Country for a long time, caring about his family in his heart, he said: "I will return to Rong Country immediately, and the affairs of Shu Country will be handed over to Zuo disciple."

Zuo Tu said: "Don't worry, young master."

Three months ago, Zhao Ling went to Shu State as an envoy, and when he came, he accompanied Huan Boyan at his side, and when he left, he was accompanied by several entourages brought from Rong State, and there was also an escort team sent by King Shu.

When Rongbing attacked Weiguo, Huan Boyan, as a general, went to the front line to participate in the battle. At this time, he was still in Zhangcheng.

Zhaoling successfully completed the mission, but on the way back, he didn't feel much joy in his heart. He had just reached the age to serve the country, but his father was getting old day by day, like a dying lamp.

The carefree time when he was young has long since become a thing of the past. All his emotions are pinned on his relatives and homeland. In addition, there is nowhere to put any redundant emotions.

Behind him, the kings of Shu Kingdom gradually went away, and in front of him was the road leading to Rong Kingdom. Zhaoling clearly realized that Rong Kingdom was going strong, and now that the crown prince supervised the country, many of Rong Kingdom's bad policies would be eliminated.

Perhaps, there is still time to appease the people of Yunyue and treat them as their own people.

Maybe, it's not too late.

**

Too late!

Peng Zhen was shocked, Rong Bing's chariot was crashing towards the team he led, and only two chariots scattered the formation of Yunyue soldiers.

Before he had time to react, Peng Zhengulu got up from the ground and only managed to avoid the impact of the car, holding the long dagger tightly in his hand.

The bleak autumn wind and the blowing of the flags also made Peng Zhen's heart sad. Among the many corpses lying on the ground, there were his familiar partners.

In the final analysis, the previous battles were all sneak attacks. It was a conspiracy, and it was the first head-to-head battle with Rongbing.

Behind him was the Zejun County City with its gates closed. Peng Zhen knew that he could not retreat, he had to protect the county city that he had managed to occupy and had been running for a while.

There are their relatives and friends in the county town, and there are people who have gone to the city to escape the war.Rongbing has always been cruel. After the fall of the city, all the people in the city, regardless of men, women, old and young, will be reduced to prisoners.

What about Bona?

Peng Zhen searched for the figure of the leader in the battlefield, and he saw a bloody man, and dozens of Yunyue soldiers gathered around this man.

"Counterattack, we want to counterattack!" Peng Zhen wiped the blood from his face and shouted loudly.

The soldiers of Yunyue who were scattered around all moved closer to Peng Zhen, forming a force, blocking in front of the city gate, and bravely killing the enemy.

From then on, Peng Zhen couldn't care about Yue Qian's situation any more, and had no time to care about it.

After a while, Peng Zhen obviously felt that the battle was no longer so strenuous, and that Rong Bing's attack was no longer so fierce. He looked up and saw the missing helmet, and Yue Qian in his battle robe was holding a broken spear in his hand. He shot the remnant spear at a chariot running towards him, aiming at the Yufu on the chariot.

"Bona!"

Peng screamed in shock and wanted to rush over to stop it, but he was far away, so he could only watch helplessly.

The crossbowmen on the chariot had already aimed at the dive, and the halberds and spearmen on the chariot were all ready to reap the life of the reckless man standing in front of the chariot.

The moment Yue Qian's remnant spear shot at the Yufu, the horse neighed in fright, its hooves were raised high, and the body of the chariot was violently bumped. The soldiers on the chariot could not keep their stability and were shaken to one side, let alone use their weapons.

Yue Qian knelt down on both knees and leaned back. Che Yu flew past him, and a sharp knife stabbed down fiercely from the top of Che Yu. It didn't hurt Yue Qian, but only caught the shirt on his body.

The chariot lost its steward and ran forward out of control. The body of the chariot smashed into pieces on the city wall, and Yue Qian's battle robe was torn.

He is still alive!

Yue Qian held a saber in his hand, a long sword picked up from the ground, he raised his bloody face, screamed hoarsely, and the sharp sword pierced the sky: "Follow me, gentlemen, today is a good time to kill the enemy!" when!"

The hair bun is loose, falling on the shoulders with the wind, and the long hair is flying in the autumn wind, flamboyant and rough, and there are clear patterns on Yue Qian's shoulders and arms, which are Qingwang patterns.

"Ah ah ah..."

Peng Zhen let out a strange cry, feeling hot all over his body, and his numb arms seemed to have endless strength. He led the team around him and rushed to the dive.

After a fight, Rong Bing was crushed by the enemy's momentum and was defeated.

In front of you is the Rong Bing who fled from the desert, and around you are the tribesmen who have gathered together. They all have tired faces. They either walk staggeringly or support each other.

Yue Qian wiped away the blood on his face, it was someone else's blood, he closed and opened his eyes, and saw all the clansmen kneeling on the ground.

"King Qing, he is the king!"

I don't know who yelled the first sentence Qingwang, and everyone was chanting the name: Qingwang.

They are from Yunyue, and everyone has heard about Qing King's deeds since they were young. The man standing in front of them is so similar to the Qing King in their minds.

He fought bloody battles, with tattoos on his shoulders and arms, and led the people of Yunyue to victory and glory.

This autumn, Yueqian defended the city of Zejun again, repelling Rongbing's attack.It was also this autumn day that rumors of King Qing's rebirth spread to Yunyue's hometown.

On both sides of the Nanyi River, countless Yunyue people defected to "Qing Wang" and entered Ze County. When winter came, Yueqian already had nearly [-] soldiers, and his territory was still expanding outwards.

Rongbing no longer attacked Zejun, because the troops assembled by neighboring counties came to attack the city of Zejun occupied by Yueqian, and all of them failed miserably without exception.

**

The palace guards took Rong Wang Lianren to the garden and let Rong Wang bask in the short winter sun.

This winter, the climate is warmer than previous years, and the first snow has not yet fallen. Unlike previous years, it is always snowflakes flying at this time of year.

Zhao Ling helped King Rong up, and Mrs. Xu Ji put a pillow on King Rong's back so that he could lie comfortably on the bed and watch the winter garden.

Even depression is more interesting than that boring dormitory.

King Rong stretched out a finger, pointed at a bird on the treetop, and said, "I saw that bird last year."

Suddenly feeling sad, Rong Wang sighed: "I may not see you next year."

"It's just a sparrow. There are sparrows every year. Your Majesty can take care of his illness and don't think about it." Mrs. Xu Ji put a sable fur on King Rong's body and muttered.

Hearing what his wife said, Rong Wang also felt that he was dazzled. What kind of bird can there be in winter, isn't it just a sparrow.

King Rong looked at his youngest son who was standing beside him, and said softly, "Ah Ling, tell Juan to feed him some bird food."

Zhao Ling said with a smile: "Yes, father."

He moved away a few steps, then turned his head, and saw his mother leaning against his father, and his father's hand wrapped around his mother's waist. Both of them had white hair.

The father must feel lost in his heart, because he hates aging, and the mother should be relieved in her heart.

Rightly or wrongly, they were kept together, though in this way.

Juan people feed the sparrow, it is a bold sparrow, greedily pecking at the millet on the snow, if it stays in the garden this winter, it will become a fat sparrow.

Zhao Ling looked at a Samuume next to the pavilion and saw the flower buds on it. He was thinking about something, lost his mind for a while, until he heard his mother calling him.

"A Ling, your father said that you have to give birth to a baby quickly." When Mrs. Xu Ji laughed, there were many small wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

Zhaoling smiled and said, "Father has many sons and grandchildren, and this year he can add five or six grandchildren, so the elder brother has four children."

This elder brother refers to Prince Zhaoyu.

Without letting the youngest son fool around, King Rong said: "Ah Ling, the concubine of the Kingdom of Dai is unparalleled in beauty, and every man in the world admires her. In another day, the widow has to talk to Ah Xuan about marriage with the King of Dai for you. "

Mrs. Xu Ji said: "Very good!"

The two sang together, Zhao Ling thought that her elder brother knew her hobby, and Dai State was an important northern ally of Rong State, so this matter would definitely not work.

Just let his parents talk about it, he just stood by, and he would personally serve his parents if they had any errands.

On this warm winter day, Zhaoling stayed with his parents whenever he was free, and he felt uneasy that he might not be with his father for long.

The first snow fell in winter, it was a heavy snow, covering the mountains and forests on the outskirts of the city with a layer of white.

The official documents sent from Yunyue's hometown, trekking thousands of miles, not afraid of the north wind and cold, were handed over to Prince Rong of the Supervisory Kingdom one by one. These official documents contained a lot of worrying information.

The war between Rongguo and Weiguo was still going on, and the prince didn't want to go to war elsewhere, but the situation in Yunyue's hometown could no longer be ignored.

The prince informed the officials of the chaos in Yunyue's hometown, and the officials were asked to discuss countermeasures.It has been more than ten years since Yunyue was conquered, but Yunyue has never been effectively governed.

Where there is always turmoil, troops are sent to suppress it, and the more it is suppressed, the more rebellions there will be.

The results of the discussion among the ministers are nothing more than two types: one is iron fist; the other is Huairou.

The crown prince said: "In the 26 counties of Yunyue, more than ten counties of bandits have swarmed up, gathering people to cause chaos, and some counties have even been captured by strong bandits. Now, even if you want to be soft, you have to find a way to be soft."

The group of ministers continued to discuss, some said to recruit good talents in Yunyue and grant them official positions; some said to exempt the people of Yunyue from exorbitant taxes and frequent corvee; , Change officials who love the people and can implement benevolent governance.

Jing Zhongyan came forward and made a speech: "The old minister has the courage to make a statement. Please send a minister to visit the old place of Yunyue and investigate the local people's conditions. Find out the cause of the disease and give acupuncture and medicine, so that the disease can be cured."

This is a feasible method. If you want to deal with Yunyue's problem, someone needs to go to Yunyue in person to understand the real situation in the area.

The prince glanced at the ministers and asked, "Everyone, who is willing to take up this important position?"

The ministers whispered, some people want to volunteer, but they are afraid that they will not do well enough;

"I am willing to go to Yunyue personally."

One person stood up, none other than Gong Ziling.

After the meeting was over, the crown prince left Zhaoling alone, the two brothers whispered, even the maid was removed, no one knew the content of the conversation that day.

A few days later, the prince saw Zhaoling off at the pier in person, and the people who accompanied Zhaoling southward to Yunyue’s hometown included two pharmacists, several civil servants, and more than [-] guards, except the prince’s guest, Wei Ping. All from the prince's guard.

The prince hugged his younger brother and told him: "Ah Ling, when you go to Yunyue, you must remember that no matter how thirsty you are, you can't drink the local stream or river water, even the well water, you have to boil it and drink it; Miasma can hurt people's bodies."

Rong people who went to Yunyue often suffered from dysentery due to drinking unclean water, and the Yunyue mountain forest was humid and hot, and Rong people who lived in the mountain forest were also prone to illness.

Zhao Ling replied: "Brother, I know all this, so don't worry about it."

Even with such a reply, the prince still hugged his younger brother tightly, and it took him a long time to let go.

The prince was reluctant, but he also knew that Zhao Ling was the most suitable candidate.In the future, when the prince ascends the throne as queen, it is bound to entrust Yunshui City to Zhaoling.

Patting his younger brother on the back, the prince reluctantly said: "Go early and return early, don't let your mother worry about it, don't let your brother worry about it."

Zhaoling nodded, bid farewell to the prince, and boarded the big ship.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Zhao Ling waved his hand as he saw off his elder brother by the river bank.

The sails of the ship had already been raised, the boatman put down the anchor, and the big boat moved forward along the river at a very fast speed. Zhaoling looked back and saw Prince Rong was still standing there, but his figure was very small.

The family, Yindu, and the homeland are all far behind, and only the river flows forward.

Brother, I am willing to share your worries.

Brother, don't worry about it, I will definitely return next spring.

The author has something to say: Director: Yue Snake, Ah Ling is here, are you ready to be beaten?

Yue Qian: Ah Ling, domestic violence is against the law.

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