History of Yongwu

Jicheng

The breeze blew through the branches, three or two sparrows chirped, and the sun shone on his youthful cheek not far away, with a smile in his sleep, wanting people to find out what kind of dream he had.

"I want to see His Highness the Sixth Highness," came a crisp voice.

Qin Yu's bewildered eyes brightened, the carriage stopped, and he heard the guards say, "Go, go, where did you come from, the Sixth Highness is the one you want to see?"

The voice was so pleasant, Qin Yu couldn't help but lift the curtain of the car. He poked his head out to look at the man kneeling in front of the carriage. Although he was dressed in rags, his eyes were clear and his brows were peaceful. His shabby clothes couldn't conceal his nobility and unyielding spirit.

"I am Mu Shaoyun, the son of Mu Zhengfeng, the marquis of Diancheng. I have something to call on His Highness the Sixth Highness."

Mu Shaoyun looked up at himself, and Qin Yu suddenly smiled. That day he went to Tianlong Temple to pray for his mother, and met the only son of Diancheng Hou.

The sparrows flew across the head noisily, Qin Yu opened his eyes, woke up for a moment and then fell into a dream.

"Little Fuzi, I met a very special person outside the palace today." Qin Yu's two eyebrows were gathered together, his small cheeks were embarrassed, and he couldn't find a suitable word after pondering for a long time.

Xiao Fuzi carefully looked at the little master, only to see him staring at the stone steps for a long while, with the corners of his eyes curled up, he said with a smile, "very special person"

special person?Xiao Fuzi was surprised, looked at him with a smile and asked, "Your Highness, what kind of special method is it?"

"Well, it's special than you anyway"

"Of course, what's better than a slave?"

"Well..." Qin Yu tilted his head and looked at the treetops, recalling the bright eyes and dimples of that person in Bai Ri, and said unconsciously, "It's very special to me."

Little Fuzi didn't understand, and shook his head as if the little master had a new playmate, and stopped asking, "Your Highness, it's getting late, my servant will wait for you to rest!"

"I do not!"

Qin Yu answered crisply, stood up, turned his head and ran away. Xiao Fuzi sighed as usual, and then quickly chased after him.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, don't embarrass your slave, go to sleep."

"I don't want to take a shower"

"The imperial concubine has explained, Your Highness"

"I don't want those maids to touch me!" Qin Yu's small eyebrows gathered again, and his angry look was not scary at all.

"The servant and the little eunuch are waiting for you." Xiao Fuzi half-kneeled on the ground, the Sixth Highness hadn't started growing tall yet, he was two years older, so he had to half-kneel down to be equal to the Sixth Highness.

"Well, okay." Qin Yu nodded reluctantly, he didn't understand why the concubine mother didn't let him wash it by himself.

Xiao Fuzi coaxed and tricked the little master to bed, and just as he put down the bed curtain, the little master pulled his sleeve again, "Call me early tomorrow." Qin Yu's eyes were bright, without any sleepiness.

"Doesn't Your Highness hate getting up early? You don't have to go to class tomorrow, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Xiao Fuzi pulled the quilt carefully for him.

"I'm going to see Shaojun, from now on you call me early every day"

"Your servant, please rest, Your Highness!"

Slowly opening his eyes, Qin Yu sat up and looked for Xiao Fuzi, but when he saw the palace in the distance, he remembered that this was Yanwang Palace.

It has been six years, since we met until today, six years, Mu Shaoyun, from the first time I saw you, I knew that I liked you.

"My lord, a letter from the south." A young man in armor walked in, interrupting Qin Yu's memory.

"Nian" put away the young man's spirit, and Qin Yu's expression tightened.

"All the ministers impeached the King of Qi. During the filial piety, they drank and had fun with the singer in the palace. The prime minister asked His Majesty to reduce the guards of the King of Qi as a punishment." The young man bowed his head and stood by the side after finishing his sentence.

"Excuse!" Qin Yu sneered.

After Emperor Jing ascended the throne, he spent more than half a year stabilizing the court situation, eliminating the forces of the Lin family and the old troops of King Qi. Now, it seems that King Qi wants to mobilize troops because of his violation of etiquette?

"Wang Meng" Qin Yu looked up at the young man "Let's start"

"Yes"

King Qi and Emperor Jing had been fighting in secret for a long time, and now it was time to draw their swords. Now that the court had no time to take care of him, Qin Zheng would soon realize that it was important to win him over.

"My lord, the messenger of the Son of Heaven" Xiangguo Fan Wentian quietly stood aside.

"Emissary of the Son of Heaven?" Qin Yu stood up, looked in the direction of the front hall, took a few sips from the jug on the side, and then said "Let's go"

front hall

"King Yan Qin Yu received the order" Qin Yu swayed his body as if he had fallen, and knelt there.

The envoy looked down at him, King Yan's face was flushed, his eyes were dim and drunk, and the smell of alcohol was so strong that he could smell it three steps away.

"Edict of the Son of Heaven: Qin Yu, king of Yan, is respectful and obedient, and bestows ten altars of fine wine, a thousand gold coins"

"My brother thanked His Majesty, Long live Your Majesty, Long live, Long live!"

"King Yan, get up quickly," the envoy knelt on the ground and said when he saw him.

Qin Yu knelt there without moving, as if he had fallen asleep, while Fan Wentian knelt beside him, gently supported him and said, "My lord, wake up."

"Oh" Qin Yu suddenly raised his head, supported Fan Wentian's arm to stand up, looked at the envoy in front of him and said, "The envoy has worked hard, why don't you stay in the palace and taste the fine wine given by His Majesty with me?"

"How dare" the envoy saluted and "resigned from office"

"The envoy walks slowly" Qin Yu took a step forward, slipped and almost fell.

The envoy glanced at it and left quickly.Qin Yu watched him leave, avoided Fan Wentian's support, and stood firmly with his hands behind his back.

"My lord, what wine?" Fan Wentian inquired.

"Of course I have to drink, otherwise I will live up to your majesty's kindness." Qin Yu sat on the seat, smelled the alcohol on his body, and said with a smile, "calling the noble sons of Jicheng into the palace to drink with this king. Have fun with the people”

"My lord, the emperor bestowed wine, this move may violate the rules of etiquette"

"Hehe, the emperor doesn't care if the king violates the etiquette or not."

"Yes"

Fan Wentian agreed to leave. The young King Yan has been flattering the court since he arrived in the fief. Not only that, every few days, there will be rumors of His Royal Highness Yan King's absurd actions in Jicheng.It's as small as being drunk and ignoring political affairs, as big as killing important officials in vain, and so on.

Compared with the capital, the former Sixth Highness seems to be even more absurd, and even more contemptible, at least the court thinks so.

But Fan Wentian knew that this young prince was definitely not simple, he looked gentle, weak and deceptive, and even had the innocence of a young man.But this young man is more ruthless than anyone else. The important official who was killed in vain was the Liu family who covered the sky with one hand in the country of Yan. After Liu's death, he became the prime minister himself. National military and political power.

Yanwang Palace

The King of Yan held a banquet and invited all the honorable children. There was no scruples or manners at the banquet, and everyone enjoyed themselves and drank to their heart's content.In the middle of the banquet, someone proposed to call Jicheng brothel dancers to join the fun, King Yan didn't care, and waved his hand.

The feast ended in three days, and the king of Yan did not return home until the ten altars of wine bestowed by His Majesty had been exhausted.

In the depths of the palace, Qin Yu held on to the railing with his hands, feeling uncomfortable with the smell of alcohol, but he suppressed it anyway, "How is it?"

"At the end of the day, the general contacted several horse merchants, willing to sell horses from Hudi to Yuyang, and also contacted the leader of a small tribe of Hu people. They are willing to help the prince, as long as the Yan Kingdom can supply food."

"Okay, food and Qian Benwang can afford it, so be careful not to mess it up, and don't be too ostentatious at the beginning."

Among the vassal kings in the world, Duke Huai has always been very respectful to the court, and will remain neutral even if something happens, maintaining the fine tradition of Marquis Wencheng's family.His fourth brother, the king of Anyang County, is only a county, and Emperor Jing has never thought highly of him for so many years.Wu Wang Qin Cong is the richest man in the world, although he had a good relationship with Qin Zheng in the past, if there is a real change, Qin Zheng is probably the most afraid of him, and definitely does not want him to lead the army to the north.

If the imperial court wants to take care of King Qi without relying on others, it needs the Northern Frontier Army, and once the Northern Frontier Army is mobilized, it needs to take care of the country for him honestly at the border, and it is best to add some chaos to King Qi's rear.

Qin Zheng didn't believe in himself, but he believed that King Yan was not a wise vassal king, so he had doubts, but he didn't worry about himself too much. Qin Zheng wanted to stabilize himself first, clean up King Qi, and then clean up himself. The sixth younger brother, and hehe, probably the king of Anyang County.

"The end will understand." Wang Meng was ordered to retreat.

A few months later, when the New Year was approaching, Qin Yu glanced at the list of gifts to be given to His Majesty and the dignitaries of the court, nodded and said, "Double the tribute to His Majesty, and double the gifts to ministers."

Xiangguo Fan Wentian led the order to go out, Qin Yu looked at the green smoke from the incense burner and smiled, Wang Meng had recruited 5 people and was training in Yuyang, and Beihu's horses had also arrived.

Beihu is greedy for his high profits, and is willing to send troops to harass the northern border, especially near Yuyang and the border of Yan State.To raise the bandits' self-respect, if you want to hold a heavy army, you must have sufficient reasons, and you must also let the court understand that Hu Jiang is not so stable.

Jicheng is located in the north, and it is extremely cold in winter. On New Year's Eve, Qin Yu accompanied Concubine Yue to dinner. There were several large stoves burning in the house, but it was still a bit springy. From the window of the attic, you could just see the whole of Jicheng. Qin Yu and Concubine Yue The concubines sat facing each other, looking at the lights of Wanjia under their feet together.

"Mother and Concubine, we have been here for a year, and we have not been able to accompany you all the time. It is because our son is not filial. I hope Mother and Concubine will forgive me." Qin Yu raised his glass and drank it.

"What are you doing with my old woman at such a young age?" The concubine smiled indifferently, she looked down at her wrinkled hands, and lamented how time flies.She looked at Qin Yu again and sighed, "In a few years, I will go to accompany your royal father."

"Mother and concubine, don't think about it, you can live a long life and watch your son for a long time." Qin Yu quickly interrupted her and said comfortingly.

"Nonsense," she smiled kindly.

Concubine Yue looked at Qin Yu's side face. In a blink of an eye, Wenhe was already the vassal king of a country. She learned to govern the people and deal with the court. spoiled child.For a moment, she didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, she could only lament the passing of time.

"Wen He, my concubine is getting old, and I can't be with you for long. I hope you will be well in the future." The concubine couldn't hold back her worry, watching what he said pointedly.

"I'll be fine, Concubine Mu, don't worry." Qin Yu turned his head away and didn't dare to look into the Concubine's eyes, he didn't want to lie to Concubine Mu.

"Then what have you been doing in Yuyang these days!" The concubine still had that kind expression, but her tone couldn't help but become more serious.

"Mother and concubine, I..." Qin Yu opened his mouth to defend, but was interrupted by the concubine, "You think I don't know, you are stationing troops!"

Qin Yu looked down at the corner of the table, as if he got into trouble when he was a child, he would neither admit his mistake nor talk back to her.

The concubine looked at him with a stubborn face, and she couldn't bear to be harsh as before, and persuaded softly, "Have you ever thought about why Your Majesty married Mu Shaoyun?"

Qin Yu looked at the concubine in puzzlement, and said slowly, "Father died without leaving an edict. Although your majesty ascended the throne smoothly, it was difficult to win people's hearts for a while. In order to restrain the second brother and also to win people's hearts, your majesty married Shaoyun"

Mu Zhengfeng, Marquis of Diancheng, was once the leader of the Qing Party. Although Qin Zheng ascended the throne, he could not offend the Qing Party for a while. He did not trust the mother of the Empress Dowager Lin, so he chose Mu Shaoyun, the son of Mu Zhengfeng, to show that attitude towards the Qing Party.

"That's right, but why is it him? There are so many people in the Qing sect, why is it him?" She has seen many years in the palace, and she doesn't believe in any coincidences. She doesn't want to just watch his son plunge into the whirlpool Never come out again.

Qin Yu's hand holding the wine glass trembled, the warm wine dripped over his fingers and spilled on the table, he put down the glass, lowered his head and didn't know what to say, Shaoyun wouldn't do that, but he couldn't contradict his concubine mother .

"Wenhe, there are too many things in the world that can change people's hearts, such as power, status, hatred, desire, too many, too much." Toffee's warm voice seemed to comfort him, "So people's hearts are the most unpredictable!"

"Concubine Mother, this is impossible, Shaoyun won't do this." Qin Yu stood up excitedly, some people can be changed, but it is definitely not Lord Mu Xiaohou.

Concubine Yue looked up at him, Qin Yu's eyes were full of crazy obsession.I can't hold you anymore?Child, sighed from the bottom of her heart, a deep exhaustion swept over her whole body, the concubine looked at Qin Yu and shook her head and said, "It's getting late, I can't hold it anymore"

"Mother Concubine" Qin Yu stretched out his hand. He regretted his recklessness just now and wanted to apologize, but the concubine waved her hand and turned out of the hall.

In the second year of Zhengming, there was heavy snow and it was the end of the year. This year was very long for Qin Yu, and the days of waiting were always long and difficult.He looked at the soldiers who were practicing in the school field under his feet, at least he didn't wait in vain, otherwise he didn't know how he survived these long days.

"Urgent report, my lord, the concubine is seriously ill and you should go back immediately"

Before the envoy finished speaking, Qin Yu rushed down the high platform in a panic, galloping towards Jicheng at full speed.The concubine's mother has been ill for half a year, and only because the imperial physician in the uterus said a lot better a few days ago, he was relieved to come to Yuyang for the military parade. Suddenly, Qin Yu faintly expected something in his heart, but he didn't dare to think deeply.

"Mother Concubine, how are you?" Qin Yu hurriedly stepped into the bedroom, his body still covered with snow from the road.

There was no one in the palace, as if someone ordered it specially, the imperial physicians waited cautiously outside the hall, the concubine saw him coming in, and waved, "Wenhe, you are back, come here and let me have a look."

Her voice was still so soft and kind, and she couldn't hear the slightest morbidity. Qin Yu knelt in front of the bed and took her hand. The mother's face was white and rosy, just like the one he had seen when he was young.

"Mother, I am here, my son is here"

The concubine stretched out her other hand to gently caress Qin Yu's face, as if she was reluctant to let go, and said after a long time, "Wen He stop, it's still too late, otherwise you will never look back."

Years of court life let her know clearly what is waiting for Qin Yu ahead. She has seen too many people fall, and she does not want his son to have that day.

Concubine Yue has always known that Wen He is a very smart child and does not need to be inferior to any prince, so she believes that if she stops now, there will be no problem with Wen He's ability to stabilize her life forever.

Qin Yu held her hand without making a sound, sobbing softly like a child who lost his beloved.The concubine looked at Qin Yu who was crying so hard that she couldn't speak, and sighed in her heart. The concubine mother wanted you to be a foolish child for the rest of her life, but you still walked on this road. Why do all the children in the palace end up on this road? way too!

Concubine Yue gently stroked his bun with her hand, as if pity and comfort, and suddenly her hand holding Qin Yu suddenly tightened.

"Concubine mother?" Qin Yu looked up, concubine mother blushed and stared at him closely, he leaned over and heard concubine mother press against his ear, softly saying "child, protect yourself"

"Mother Concubine!"

Inside the hall, King Yan's cry of pain resounded throughout the bedroom, and the imperial doctor and palace servants who heard the cry outside the hall knelt down in a dense crowd.

In the winter and December of the second year of Zhengming, Concubine Yue died in Jicheng.

At night, in the dark hall, Qin Yu knelt alone on the cold floor tiles, staring blankly at the dowager's coffin.

Unlike the mother and the queen, the mother and the concubine should like the father, but the father has no one in his heart, and it seems too ethereal to talk about love in the court.Therefore, the concubine mother has been very self-aware all her life. She understands what role she should play, and only gives her sincerity to herself.

The concubine mother was born in the south, and the cold in Yandi was not suitable for her. If it wasn't for her own sake, if it wasn't for her worry, the concubine mother might not be like this. After all, she was the one who harmed her.

"My lord, a letter from the capital asking when will I send the concubine back to Beijing for her burial?" Prime Minister Fan Wentian entered the hall and bowed to ask.

"Tell the imperial court that the concubine died suddenly. The king is in great grief and cannot travel far. I hope that your majesty will forgive me. In the spring of the next year, the king will personally escort the ashes of the concubine back to Beijing, and personally plead guilty to your majesty," Qin Yu replied calmly.

Yan Jun's small victory against Hu at the border made him noticed by the court. Qin Zheng wanted to call him to the capital to test it out, but his new army still needed some time, and it happened to be delayed by the grief of the death of his mother and concubine.

Fan Wentian backed out, he got up and went outside the hall, today is the New Year, and Jicheng is still brightly lit.He raised his hand to catch a snowflake, maybe it was an illusion, it seemed that Jicheng was getting colder.