His Majesty is a sick beauty

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boom--

There were bursts of thunder, and all the officials under the stage looked in shock at the rapidly gathering clouds in the sky. Lightning kept shuttling through the clouds. After a while, the originally dry air became moist, and traces of cool liquid fell from the sky. .

It's raining.

Since mid-March, the first rain in Suiyang City fell after the sacrifice was completed.

"Rain, it's raining!"

All the officials looked at each other, no one thought that Suiyang City, which had been drought for several months, would rain so quickly after His Majesty asked for rain.

They looked at His Majesty standing on the high platform surrounded by pillars of fire, and their hearts were extremely shocked.Is this the Son of Heaven?

I don't know who lost his composure and shouted "Long live Your Majesty" first, and the courtiers who were shocked by this almost miraculous scene shouted long live.

The workers standing, the musicians playing the music, and the Taoist boys fell to their knees with a clatter, their foreheads pressed against the ground. The officials who saw this scene hesitated, and some of them also knelt on the ground.

Those courtiers who secretly contacted the enemy country to persecute Su Xun looked at all this with ugly faces, and their hearts were not good. Once this matter spread, the so-called rumors that "Your Majesty has killed and rebuilt and sent down punishment from heaven" will not attack. Self broken.

As soon as the sacrifice was over, it rained immediately. This is not rejected by the gods, but it is clearly favored by the gods!

In just a few breaths of thinking, more than half of the courtiers around have already knelt down on the ground, which made it particularly obvious for the few people who were still standing.Su Xun stood on the high platform and looked at those people silently. Although he didn't speak, the invisible pressure still made their legs weak.

In the end, these people still couldn't bear it, and knelt on the ground slowly and stiffly.

Roar--

A howling like a tiger and a cow suddenly came from a distance, vast and majestic, echoing near the high platform.Everyone couldn't help raising their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

coming.

Su Xun muttered silently in his heart, and turned around to look at the distant sky.

I saw a red band of light suddenly appeared in the sky covered by dark clouds, and that band of light echoed between the clouds, and the next second, another band of yellow, blue...colored bands of light appeared floating in the sky , rendering this piece of sky gorgeous and bright, like a fairyland on earth.

Qinghe looked sideways slightly, and saw Su Xun resting one hand on the saber, his head slightly raised, and the dark pupils reflected the entire sky.

With a chuckle, his sleeves fluttered, and he knelt down to worship under this gorgeous beauty like the aurora.So far, as far as the eye can see, only the little emperor stands between the sky and the earth, letting the light shine on him.

The wonderful aurora-like light in the sky lasted for less than a quarter of an hour before stopping, followed by bigger and bigger raindrops.Su Xun didn't speak, but let the precious raindrops fall on his body, taking away the heat in his heart.

Even though he had already prepared for what would happen today, he was still shocked after seeing this "miracle", especially when you stood on the high platform and watched the courtiers kneeling down one by one , that feeling is really unforgettable.

Of course, for those courtiers, what they saw today is equally unforgettable.

The rain gradually drenched his body. Su Xun looked back at the sky for the last time, and then slowly walked down from the high platform. The kneeling people below slowly moved to the sides before Su Xun arrived. Facing the high platform that was still burning with the pillar of fire, he left slowly under the guard of the stone statues kneeling on both sides and the courtiers.

In May of the 14th year of Emperor Wen, the emperor worshiped the sky in Suiyang to pray for rain. After the ceremony, the rain came, and there were strange beasts howling in the wilderness, and the natural vision was full of radiance.It rained for three days, and when the rain was over, the emperor ordered to offer sacrifices to Xie Tian again. The Taoist climbed to the Temple of Heaven, and the ground in Chameng Dynasty was scorched extremely black.

"General." A soldier walked into the room and saluted with his fists clenched, "Sign up to the general, there is a secret report from the capital."

Lu Feiming sat on the head, wearing a soft armor even during the truce, behind him was a banner embroidered with a tiger totem, the tiger was completely black, only its eyes were embroidered with gold and red silk thread.The whole tiger is in an aggressive posture just before hunting, with its left foot on an eagle about to take off, and its right foot on the back of a jackal, which is lifelike and majestic.And next to the flag hung an unusually gorgeous longbow, it was the golden bow given to Su Xun by Wan Yanhong, and then given to him by Su Xun.

Hearing this, Lu Feiming, who was reading a volume of books from Suiyang City, was puzzled: "Secret report from Suiyang? Xuan."

"Yes."

The soldier turned and left, and not long after, a man in red and black came in.The man's face was covered by a metal mask from the bridge of the nose down, and his steps were of the same size when he moved, as if walking on a quilt lightly, his upper body was so steady that he didn't even shake his hair. One step later, Lu Feiming was about to praise his good skill in his heart.

The man saluted Lu Feiming, and then took out a badge from his pocket: "Below is Suiyang Dragon Guard Dutong Ah Wu."

"This is a secret order from His Majesty to the General."

He took out a white letter from his pocket and handed it to Lu Feiming.

Suijun took the letter and handed it to Lu Feiming. After Lu Feiming got it, he pinched the envelope with two fingers and looked at it.The entire envelope is pure white, except for a bright, patterned lacquer print on the seal.This made him think of another person, the little emperor who was far away in Suiyang City, the same thing, only black and white remained on his face, only his lips were red as if painted with lip balm.

He secretly said in his heart how ingenious he was, thinking that the way of conveying the secret letter was probably also thought of by the little emperor.

He drew out the dagger at his waist, cut off the wax seal, took out the letter paper inside and read it carefully.

Lu Feiming quickly glanced at the contents of the letter paper. The words in the letter were very concise. It first briefly stated the current private disputes and rumors between the Yu and Mongolia dynasties.The little emperor's beautiful handwriting is still strong and hidden even when he is ill. Although there are only a few short sentences, Lu Feiming can still see the struggle between the swords and swords between the two countries in the black and white handwriting.

He is a military officer, he only knows how to fight and how to win.He was really not good at this kind of back and forth in secret. While he secretly lamented the horrific methods used by these literati to kill without blood, he was also worried about how the little emperor would deal with this seemingly unsolvable problem.

It's a pity that Su Xun didn't say much about his countermeasures in the letter, but just told Lu Feiming that he already had a solution to the rumors and the family in the capital, and told him not to worry.

Lu Feiming couldn't help frowning, but the next few words made him feel uneasy.

He seemed to read it over and over again in disbelief, then looked up at Ah Wu: "Did your majesty say anything?"

"Never."

In the end, there is only a short sentence "Send troops, take Meng Chaoyang and Yiercheng".

Lu Feiming looked at the letter and frowned tightly. Your Majesty knows that it is a big taboo for military strategists to send out troops without a name, especially in this year's catastrophe when sending troops to attack the enemy's country. Let alone the crime of instigating military disasters, even if the two cities are captured, How to reassure the people next time?

He knew very well that there was not much food in the Yu Dynasty's inner treasury.

As a general who has guarded the frontier for many years, Lu Feiming is very aware that the complexity of war is far from a confrontation between the strength of the two countries. It does not mean that sending troops to conquer a city can be included in his own territory. Instead, the surrendered city will become a hard thorn in the Yu Dynasty.

But...he thought of the blueprints of the hand crossbow and bed crossbow sent by His Majesty. The first batch of finished products were made last month, and the effect was beyond imagination. Then I smelled how these two things will change the future battle situation, as well as the cartloads of hundred-refined soldiers sent in the past few weeks.All these things seem to imply the fact that His Majesty is an emperor who lacks both ambition and ability.

Countless annals have recorded that such an emperor is like a burning flame, which can be a salvation in the dark, or a disaster that hurts people.The soldier's instinct made him smell a trace of imperceptible aura. He didn't realize until now why the king of Qin, who always had his eyes high above his head, became interested in the little emperor, and brought someone to live in Suiyang city for half a month for an unprecedented time.

Wan Yanhong must have smelled this smell earlier than him, the smell of war.

That war lunatic is quite obsessed with this matter, and it is not incomprehensible to fall here.

Lu Feiming tapped lightly on the table, and the knocking sound echoed in the room.After an unknown amount of time, he stood up, folded the letter and stuffed it into his pocket.

He stood up and looked at the black banner behind him with burning eyes: "Tell Your Majesty, where your Majesty swings his sword, the horseshoes of the Black Armored Army will tread!"

[The author has something to say: I went to get my hair done this afternoon, and I didn't have time to post it at noon, so I posted it together at night.

Writing ancient Chinese is really something I'm not good at, but soon I'm going to write descriptions of war that I'm even worse at.

Ouch, headache!

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