Only God is left

Before inheriting the throne of King Jin, Li Cunxu had never been on the battlefield. The reason should not be difficult to guess. His two older brothers all died on the battlefield.When he was five years old, his second brother died in battle, and the body was never found. There was only an empty coffin with clothes in the simple mourning hall.Standing in front of the memorial tablet with the women of the family, Li Cunxu looked at the dark coffin at a loss. Yesterday his father came back with a bloody face and ordered someone to prepare for his second brother's funeral.He was still young and didn't know what life and death were. Thinking of his elder brother who had died, he only vaguely knew that he would never see his second brother again, so he really cried out.

"Yazi," Mrs. Liu's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and when Li Cunxu turned his head, he met her lightning gaze, and he was shocked and stopped crying.

"Don't cry, your brother has gone to a better place, and we will meet again one day." Her voice was cold and hard: "—but you have to do the right thing to see them."

"...will someone, um, judge me after I die?"

"Of course, everyone will be judged, but not by people, but by the gods of all beings, so be careful what you do."

In Li Cunxu's generation, there are not many people in Shatuo who still practice the traditional way of prayer: when faced with challenges, crises and inner turmoil, they go to a quiet corner to confess to the gods.Such prayers are used by Li Siyuan, Li Sizhao, and Li Cunxu:

"——God, I leave my fate in your hands. If I do the right thing, please let the right result happen to me."

This traditional prayer also includes bowing your head and silently praying for the blessings of the deceased before going to the battlefield. No one except Li Siyuan knows that Li Cunxu will always add a sentence at the end:

"——I miss you very much, and I look forward to the day when we meet again."

……

Every boy has a dream. Before the age of ten, Fu Yanqing's dream was to become a woman like his mother.

"Shiro, what happened to your nose?"

"...and tripped while walking."

"God, you can get nosebleeds when you walk? Please show your mother some face. If someone asks, just say you got into a fight, okay?"

"...Actually, I got into a fight with someone."

"Well, that sounds plausible."

"I really got into a fight! Hualu was bullying! He hit me on the nose, but I knocked him down!"

At that time, Fu Yanqing was still surnamed Li, and he was the fourth son of Li Cunshen, the deputy general manager of Fanhan.His mother used to be a camp prostitute, but she was quite courageous and loyal and had saved his father when he was young.In contrast, he often stays in the military camp and does not go home. When he comes back occasionally, he always speaks softly and tolerantly to his brothers. He is not like the father of a general who commanded thousands of troops to earn fame by licking blood. His mother is usually very strict with them. Taught them not to show weakness in front of others since they were young-it is nonsense to say that he has never heard the gossip about his father's personal life in the army, but he never really took it to heart: his father was a legendary existence on the battlefield. Everyone from the king to the superior generals respected his father; and even if he was busy with military affairs, his father always took time to go home to visit and personally teach the brothers—not to mention his mother's attitude towards this was even more absurd.

"...Mom, they said that father and Yan Taiwei... are close...is it true?"

"Oh, have you met Yan Taiwei?"

"... seen."

"how is he?"

"...Yan Taiwei is cautious, courageous and resourceful...and he is also a good person."

"Listen, I saved your father once, so he raised me, and I helped him raise you guys, and that's how it is. Thank God you're all grown up without us staring at you all the time. I don't think it's time to let Are we relieved to take care of our own affairs?"

Finally, her mother raised her eyebrows and snorted from her nose:

"—Shiro, you are not young anymore, find some life of your own, don't spend your days listening to other people's gossip all day long."

The Yan Taiwei he was talking about was Yan Bao, the former envoy of Liang Xingming Jiedu. That man who looked gentle and gentle, and his ancestral home in Haizhou even had a contest with Li Sizhao, Zhaoyi's servant.After Wei Bo voted to Jin, Li Cunxu wiped out all the counties in Hebei. In the end, only Xingzhou, guarded by Yan Bao, could not hold on for a long time.The king of Jin was overjoyed, and treated him like a guest with his officials and nobles, and treated him like a guest.

Later, when thinking about these things about his father, Fu Yanqing still couldn't figure it out: ——he thought his father would prefer the type of servant Zhaoyi.

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"Si, are you nervous?"

Fu Yanqing was 16 years old when he first went out to meet the enemy, and he really can't remember whether it was in Baixiang or Yinguan that time.At that time, he had just joined Li Cunxu, king of Jin, as a cavalry general.Jin Wang is famous for taking the lead in all battles, big and small, and the guards around him will naturally bear the brunt of the battle.It’s one thing to hear about it, it’s one thing to see it, and it’s another thing to go into battle in person. Even though he was born as a general and has been familiar with the flames of gunpowder since he was a child, when it comes time to actually fight against the enemy, it’s obviously deceiving himself to say he’s not nervous .

"It's good to be nervous, so you can concentrate. Hold your gun tight, but not too tight. If you let go, change to another weapon immediately, understand?"

"Yes!"

He was really nervous, and he almost shouted when he answered—to cover the tremor in his voice.Looking at him, Li Cunxu shrugged with a helpless expression: "Well, you will rush ahead of me in a while. I will watch your back, but don't look back, even if you hear someone calling me from behind Don't look back even if you get killed, understand?"

"Yes!... Great, Your Majesty?"

"Ah, don't worry, we will meet again after we die, at the time of trial." Li Cunxu grinned at him, patted him on the shoulder and put on his helmet, but suddenly remembered something and turned around Tell him: "—By the way, don't tell your father that I said what you just said."

Li Yanqing, who was still very young, frowned, and was stunned for a moment in front of the thousands of troops whose drums were getting louder. What does King Jin mean?

There was no time for him to think wildly, and he urged the sergeant to shout three times. When he was still a little dazed, King Jin gave his horse a whip, and then everything was left to instinct.Everything was difficult at the beginning, but when he came down from the battlefield that day, he was already able to sit sideways on the horse like those riders who had been riding for many years, frowning and slowly wiping his hands with the hem of his clothes.

When returning to the camp, King Jin slapped him from behind again: "You can do it! Next time you are behind me, how about it, can you do it?"

After Li Cunxu entered Luoyang, things took a turn for the worse. Everyone could see what a bad emperor Li Cunxu was, or everyone could predict it—sometimes good people do bad things, that's it.

However, after that, Li Yanqing never saw the plot of the change of the throne: the news that Li Siyuan had entered Bianjing came and the people in the harem who were related to Li Siyuan fled and hid, although the Tang Lord did not attack anyone It means that the Lord Tang even sent Li Siyuan's eldest son Li Congshen, who was the commander of the imperial army, away again and again quite unreasonably, and asked him to send Li Congke's daughter who stayed in the palace to take refuge in a Buddhist temple in Xicheng.The little girl was only eleven or twelve years old, and as soon as she got off the sedan chair, she grabbed Li Yanqing's arm who was about to return to the palace without hesitation: "Fourth brother, don't you want to stay?"

At that time Li Yanqing was very young, just at the age of full of enthusiasm.He saw with his own eyes that even Li Congshen, who was intentionally let go by the emperor, insisted on running back. The emperor asked him to send out Li Congke's daughter who was left in the palace, and it meant that he was allowed to find his own way out.But if he really runs away at this time, don’t say that he feels sorry for his father’s confession in his heart, he can’t forgive himself-although it is true that Li Cunxu’s misbehavior made him today, but in all fairness, he can’t blame Li Cunxu for everything ?This young monarch has always treated people sincerely, at least he treats himself very well.Now is the time when people are in distress, and if even Li Congshen doesn't leave, what face does Li Yanqing have to escape?

He comforted the little girl with good words: "The last general will return to the palace to return to his command. This temple is solemn and solemn, and neither the soldiers nor the civilians dare to treat each other lightly. Miss, take good care of her, and she will be fine."

The little girl still held on to him, looked up at him and said seriously, "Fourth brother, take care of yourself too."

When he returned to the palace, he was also by Li Cunxu's side when Guo Congqian launched an internal rebellion, and fought until the last moment, until Li Cunxu was shot dead by an arrow.

When the rebels pressed on, the good friends from Yingfang refused to go with them no matter what, and insisted on guarding and burning Li Cunxu's body.The situation was so overwhelming that he couldn't think too much, he left his good friend and took the rest of his family to fight the way out of the palace. On the way, his face was covered with tears and he cried like a fool.He doesn't care what the people who see him think, he just doesn't have a second way of expression, all the people who have been lost in these years appear vividly in front of his eyes, and a great sadness surrounds him, especially when he thinks of the childish little girl. when young faces.

"Well... let me tell you, it's one thing in books, it's one thing in what you hear, and it's a completely different thing in real life, it's a disgusting thing , luckily we won’t stay here for long.”

Li Cunxu was not yet the King of Jin at that time, and his excited eyes lit up when he saw Li Yanqing, who was younger than himself, brought by Li Cunshen in the camp.On the shooting range, I saw him pick up the bow and arrow and stood stiffly holding his breath while standing stiffly holding his breath. He shook his head and said to him for a while, and he returned to the topic when he was stunned: "—I mean, If you want to learn archery, ride a horse and go out into the wild to try it yourself."

Then he heard his father's voice from behind: "Yazi, you're not teaching my son not to study, are you?"

——In these years, he can only helplessly watch all the vicissitudes of life. He has nothing to say, and he can't stop crying.

After that, Li Yanqing never saw the little girl again. I heard that she became a monk in the Buddhist temple where she took refuge. After Emperor Ming entered Luoyang, her father Li Congke couldn't find someone to pick her up. She was really determined to stay in the temple for the rest of her life.

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