Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

Fast walking

In the afternoon, Song Yan and Xu Huaiqing sat together and began to think about what kind of promotion for those who had meritorious deeds.

The soldiers at the bottom are not under the control of Xu Huaiqing, but the generals who manage them. When the time comes, they will be reported together. Those who have no rank will be handed over to a few old generals for rewards, or they will be promoted to hundreds of households, and the list under Xu Huaiqing's hands It belongs to each teenager.

Xu Huaiqing was rubbing ink aside, watching Song Yan write down one name after another smoothly, and couldn't help but match the names with the faces in his impression.

Both he and Song Yan had a photographic memory. Not only did Song Yan become acquainted with the soldiers, but Xu Huaiqing himself paid more attention to it.

After the two of them settled the letters, seals, rewards, and appeasement money for the sacrificed soldiers in the account all afternoon, the battlefield outside was almost cleaned up.

A huge steaming smoke ring came out of the big kitchen, and a bonfire was lit in the vacated area. Exhausted and excited soldiers sat or stood together in a pile, and some were still reminiscing about what happened on the battlefield today. Some of them have already set their sights on the big kitchen, not knowing what the meat is today.

First, the roasted whole lamb was put out, and it was sprinkled with appetizing spices. It was obviously a booty captured from the Huns, followed by a large altar of wine, which cut the tongue fiercely, and then It is a large plate of dishes, including fried, stewed, steamed and boiled.

It is so rich that even the man who likes to eat thick noodle steamed buns on weekdays feels that it is delicious and full, so he quickly averted his eyes from the steamed buns.

"Really, with this meal, it's worth fighting no matter how many battles!" Some of them were born in peasant households, and even if their family worked hard for a year, they would not be willing to eat such a meal, and tears could not be wiped away.

The people next to him laughed together, even though they were smiling, there were faint tears in their eyes.

"Hurry up and eat and press your stomach to drink!"

"Drink, let's learn not to get drunk!"

……

Song Yan and Xu Huaiqing watched this scene from afar, and they couldn't help but smile a little.

Xu Huaiqing said softly, "It's coming soon."

"What's coming?" Song Yan stood still, looked at Xu Huaiqing and asked.

"This war is not far from the end, they should go home." Xu Huaiqing stood with hands folded, facing Song Yan.

He said it was coming to an end, not that it was over.

Song Yan heard the long-term plan in his words, and couldn't help asking tentatively: "Your Majesty wants to take down the Xiongnu?"

Now that the Xiongnu's camp has been taken over, their reinforcements will not be able to come for a while, but as long as the new Shanyu is in power, he will stare at Daxing.

What's more, his younger brother, his capable subordinates are all folded here, how could he swallow this breath.

He was afraid that as soon as the army left, he would counterattack like a wolf and severely damage Daxing's vitality.

Xu Huaiqing nodded: "I want to support a Shan Yu, the youngest brother of the new Shan Yu is just right."

Xu Huaiqing thought about it a lot, and he cut the grass and roots. Only when the Huns were completely weakened could he be free to deal with the internal problems of the Daxing.

The current Shanyu was brutal when he was in the position, and he eliminated all competitors who hindered him. In fact, he does have that ability, ruthless and cunning, otherwise he would not pose such a big threat to Daxing.

And because of the way he acted back then, apart from his mindless brother, the only one who survived now is a little brother who was not a threat at that time.

Because Xin Shanyu has no son or daughter, this person is now the only one who is related to Xin Shanyu by blood.

The Xiongnu paid attention to passing on the throne, and of course there were capable people who lived there.

But with the operation and operation, it is still possible for Xu Huaiqing to let such a person who is not a threat ascend to Shan Yu's position.

Xu Huaiqing patiently told Song Yan the twists and turns inside.

"Then Your Majesty wants Xin Shanyu to die suddenly?" Song Yan humbly asked for advice.

Xu Huaiqing smiled warmly, and a blush appeared on his pale face. At first glance, he looked like a very gentle person, but after a closer look, there was a feeling that he was not approachable.

He is so gentle, but what he said is so decisive: "Find a way at will, and you will die in the end."

As the emperor, Xu Huaiqing was doomed to be extremely indifferent to the enemy in his bones. Now that he has the upper hand, he naturally wants to kill them all. Don't think about the possibility of raising the head of the enemy who is crushed with his fingers.

On the contrary, he has great tolerance for his people, and some innocuous mistakes can even be laughed off.

Song Yan nodded in agreement, and the sharp-edged Majesty felt an indescribable feeling all over his body.

I think this is the destined emperor with strong purple energy.

Song Yan couldn't help but kissed Xu Huaiqing's brow bone. He moved slightly and left as soon as he touched it, but Xu Huaiqing's well-defined eyelashes trembled and flickered, which was indescribably moving.

But it was really cold, Song Yan wrapped Xu Huaiqing's face with both hands: "It's cold, let's go for a walk."

How could a face eroded by the cold not be pretty.

Song Yan took Xu Huaiqing to a place sheltered from the wind, asked someone to find a small jar of wine, and sent the people around him to guard.

Song Yan handed the wine glass to Xu Huaiqing, and a white mist filled his mouth: "Closer, it will be warmer for the two of you."

Xu Huaiqing and Song Yan approached head-to-head according to the words, as if they wanted to gather the heat between them, from a distance it looked like two small boys secretly drinking the adult's wine.

Song Yan signaled Xu Huaiqing to raise his wine glass, then held the wine jar and poured wine for Xu Huaiqing: "Wait for me to drink together."

Maybe it was because the smile on Song Yan's face was too convincing, Xu Huaiqing couldn't help but curled his lips, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation. He also held the wine glass with both hands, his knuckles turned white from pinching, showing a bit of obedience.

After Song Yan poured the wine for herself with one hand, she put the wine jar on the stone pier beside her.

He is holding a small wine glass of the same style as His Majesty's, which looks delicate and lovely.

"Come on, let's go." Song Yan grinned and clinked glasses with Xu Huaiqing.

The two identical wine glasses collided under the cold wind, making a crisp sound, the sound was very small, it belonged to the two of them alone, and no one could hear it.

Song Yan took a sip, it was spicy but relieved the cold.

The eyes of both of them were bright, like cats stealing fish, you and I finished the small jar of wine in one gulp.

Song Yan took Xu Huaiqing's hand and slowly rubbed it to warm it up before walking slowly towards the imperial tent holding hands.

The wine is delicious, Xu Huaiqing said silently in his heart.

……

When they approached the imperial tent, the two suddenly noticed someone wandering in front of the imperial tent, it was General Qi Fei.

"Old General Qi." Xu Huaiqing called out.

Qi Fei turned around and noticed that His Majesty was with Song Yan. After a moment of surprise, he quickly cupped his fists: "Your Majesty."

Xu Huaiqing treated him very well: "Why is General Qi looking for me?"

Qi Fei wanted to speak but stopped looking at Song Yan, which caused Song Yan to hold Xu Huaiqing's hand tightly.

"It's okay for the general to speak directly." Xu Huaiqing knew what Qi Fei meant, but he didn't take the initiative to drive Song Yan away. The reason for this can only be attributed to the fact that the wine tonight was really intoxicating.

Qi Fei glanced at Song Yan without a trace: "The dragon on the battlefield today..." Maybe it has something to do with Song Yan.

He was appointed to prevent Song Yan from encountering an accident, so he had a thorough understanding of the situation on the battlefield. Jinlong captured the second prince of the Xiongnu.

But in the end, the person was in Song Yan's hands. Besides, no one noticed when he gave and picked up. After questioning the soldiers present, no one saw the process.

Then how did the second prince of the Huns transfer to Song Yan's hands?

It's not bad that Long has supernatural powers, but Song Yan is too abrupt for a mortal.

So he boldly guessed that the dragon had something to do with Song Yan.

But Qi Fei cut off halfway through his words. He looked at Song Yan and the Holy Master clasped their fingers together in astonishment. Are you going to say the next thing?

Although he wanted to be a famous minister, and although His Majesty didn't seem to be insane, it seemed that the risk of direct admonition at this time was not small.

However, he lived most of his life, if he really cared about his name and did not report it, it would be really hateful, so he gritted his teeth and knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, I feel that General Song has something to do with the golden dragon that appeared on the battlefield! "

Song Yan's eyes burst out with splendor, which was the first to connect him with the dragon.

He is worthy of being an old general on the battlefield.

Xu Huaiqing originally thought it was something, but after listening to it, it was just this, so he couldn't help but support his forehead: "Song Yan has nothing to do with Jinlong."

He couldn't help but wonder if Song Yan's illness worsened after seeing the golden dragon, and now that Qi Fei had the evidence, Song Yan might even think that he was a dragon.

Xu Huaiqing didn't even need to look at Song Yan's expression to know that he was full of interest.

"Ask if Song Yan Jinlong has anything to do with him?" Xu Huaiqing said helplessly.

Qi Fei was a little at a loss. His Majesty hadn't asked him the ins and outs, how did he develop into this state.

So he looked up at Song Yan, only to see the younger generation he was optimistic about nodded excitedly at him, as if to say, of course it has something to do with it!

This, he is not sure again.

Qi Fei ignored Song Yan's crazy winks at him, and admitted his mistake frankly: "The old minister was reckless."

General Song just loves dragons too much. You can tell from his enthusiasm when he first heard about Jinlong.

For a moment, the monarch and his ministers were in harmony, Xu Huaiqing nodded to Qi Fei and asked him to get up quickly, thinking in his heart that it was time to put on the agenda to search for famous doctors all over the world.

"Old General Qi." Xu Huaiqing called out to Qi Fei who was about to retire, raised the hand he shook with Song Yan, and said neatly, "This is my queen, Song Yan."

Qi Fei: "..."

Thunder slammed into the lake, and the electricity sent out twitching fish.

See if he believes it or not.

Qi Fei struggled to say goodbye with the corner of his mouth pulled. After leaving His Majesty's sight, he started to run wildly. His aging body did not affect his swiftness in the slightest.

Good grandson Qi Miao, let's see what news Grandpa knows.

After a cup of tea, Qi Miao entered the tent.

Qi Miao said helplessly: "Isn't Song Yan the queen? Grandpa should be more prudent."

Qi Fei's hands were a little itchy, and he wanted to repair the unworthy descendants.

Although Qi Miao also knew about this after Song Yan was poisoned, it did not prevent him from speaking clearly and logically.

"In fact, there are traces to follow. Your Majesty's queen is named Song Yan, but no one knows whether it is a man or a woman. The court has been ambiguous from the beginning. We thought that Yan was the swallow of a sparrow, but in fact it is Yanbei's Yan."

Qi Fei couldn't believe it: "You trust us too much, even a family of grandparents know about it."

After finishing speaking, he looked at his grandson in a "dark way" and said, "You know it's so early, why didn't even grandpa say anything?"

Qi Miao felt something was wrong and wanted to escape, but Qi Fei threw him over his shoulder and fell to the ground.

That night, Qi Miao's shrill screams resounded throughout the barracks.

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