History of Yongwu

Zhao Guo Anyang

"My lord, Zhao's army is all in Gyeonggi, Lucheng has been lost, and the southern part of Zhao is empty. An Ziqi and others are all watching. If there is any change, the foundation will be ruined." Bei Zhengqing looked up at Zhao Wang on the main hall, with a sincere tone .

"Left Chancellor" Du Xuetang smiled slightly, caught a glimpse of Zhao Wang's unchanging expression and said with a smile, "This statement is indeed alarmist. An Ziqi did not move after occupying Lucheng, so it can be seen that he did not dare to enter easily. Why?"

"That's because he was waiting for an opportunity. There is still Zhao Jun in the west, and An Ziqi doesn't want to get entangled. Once all the Zhao troops go north, An Ziqi will definitely change," Bei Zhengqing replied.

"An Ziqi is young and vigorous, with one general and more than a hundred thousand soldiers. If he really doesn't want to get entangled, why didn't he send troops out of Pingyang instead of fighting for Lucheng?" Du Xuetang shook his head and said, "What An Ziqi is really worried about is Jiang Chengwen in Pingyang. There are Wang Ru and King Anxiang in the north, and I am afraid that Jiang Chengwen will attack them once they march, so how can Wang Ru and others let him go?"

"Jiang Chengwen is an old general of the Jin Kingdom. He has a very good personal relationship with An Ziqi. How could he attack?"

"False, people die like a lamp goes out, and the King of Jin is not here, how can the generals think about the glory of being a fellow robe, if they think about the old love, why don't they echo An Ziqi and attack Lucheng together, why don't they echo the call of the king of Anxiang in Xinyang "

There was silence in the hall, Zhao Wang looked at the people under the imperial steps, nodded, and doubts appeared in his eyes.

"Prince" Bei Zhengqing saw that Zhao Wang was loose, and said eagerly, "Jiang Chengwen is not waiting for an opportunity to let An Ziqi go. More than that, Yu Yi has been forced out of Jianye, and he is on the front line of Pingyao. He is in danger. Mingyue will pass over Ying at any time." water, enter Yingzhou, and drive to the south of Zhao State, it’s no problem.”

"That's right, An Ziqi still has countermeasures, but Mingyue is unstoppable," King Zhao said solemnly.

Bei Zhengqing breathed a sigh of relief just now, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xue Youxiang standing in the hall, and bowed deeply.

"My lord, what will happen even if what Prime Minister Zuo said comes true?"

"What Aiqing said?" King Zhao looked at him suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"Even if An Ziqi occupies Jiaozhou, Zhao State has already occupied Jingzhou, Tianshun Pass and even Gyeonggi, three counties for one, how many people are familiar with?" Du Xuetang looked at King Zhao, and said loudly.

"This..." King Zhao hesitated for a moment.

Du Xuetang didn't wait for Zhao Wang to finish saying, "This is the favorable location, let's talk about the general situation, Wenhou will bring disaster to the country, everyone in the world is looking forward to someone who can eradicate Wenhou's party and reorganize the government. At this time, my king is picking up this banner and ordering the world, Is it possible that such meritorious deeds should be handed over to the northern king Zhao and others?"

"Smart words, my lord, this matter..." Bei Zhengqing wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Zhao Wang raising his hand.

"As Aiqing said," Zhao Wang's eyes flashed, and he looked at Du Xuetang, "If Zhao Guokuang helps the country, but is attacked by all parties, what should I do?"

"The chaos in the world lies in the weakness of the imperial court. If Zhao Guo eradicates traitors, the imperial court will cheer him up, and then order the world in the name of the emperor. Who will not follow? What is there to fear when the old officials of the Jin State in Yongxi are in a state of disunity? How dare a mere Yu Yi disobey? How can King Jing and Zhao go against the trend?"

Du Xuetang knelt down and kowtowed, and then looked at King Zhao, "In the name of the Son of Heaven, An Ziqi can appease the whole country, how can the bright moon in the land of Wu stop it, the prince can take advantage of the situation to destroy the bright moon, and achieve an unmatched feat since □□"

As he said that, he felt a sudden sadness in his heart. In fact, there was a person who had already walked this road, and walked better, but how could it be...

□□·· Zhao Wang looked at the front and his heart was getting hotter and hotter. Du Xuetang looked at the ambition in his eyes and knew that Zhao Wang would never come back.

Just as Zhao Wang was about to agree, he suddenly remembered something, hesitated for a moment and said, "This matter has been cleared up by the king, let's disperse the court."

Piandian

King Zhao looked at Xue Fu who was standing in front of him. He was very glad that this person had joined Zhao Guomen. He even thought that if this person had entered Zhao State earlier, the Zhao Guoguo would have been a different scene in those years.

Compared to Bei Zhengqing, Zhao Wang sometimes likes Xue Fu more, because this person understands his own thoughts better, unlike Mr. Bei who always has too many righteousness and ambitions and is restrained.

"Aiqing" King Zhao said, looked at him and said, "Your words are clear to me, but now there are rumors that King Jin is not dead, so I am worried..."

"Prince" Du Xuetang bowed and saluted, and said earnestly, "The rumors in the market are never groundless. Besides, if King Jin is really alive, why would he hide in the market and refuse to show his face? Will be loyal to King Jin again, I am afraid they will be the first ones to kill King Jin."

"With Mr. Yu's words, my king's doubts are gone, and he will send his teachers to the north in a few days."

"The prince is wise"

On the carriage, Du Xuetang looked at the people passing by on the street, feeling melancholy and dazed for a while.The news that King Jin is alive must have been spread deliberately, and Du Xuetang is almost sure to be Zhao Zhiping.

"I hate myself for seeing the truth because it reminds me...you're really dead"

The carriage stopped, Du Xuetang lifted the curtain, looked at the gate of the mansion for a moment, then lowered the curtain again, "Tell Madam, the government office has something to do, I won't be coming back"

Only King Jin can make the world peaceful. Apart from him, Nangong Yuliang, Young Emperor, and Yan Shijun are all unworthy. If you can't protect King Jin, then don't try to stop me with this rumor.

King Jin died and then came back to life. Such rumors are not even taken seriously by the common people.But there are too many people who are interested. After all, too many people on Sifang Mountain have witnessed the truth, like Zhao Wang, like Yan Shijun, and of course Bai Liuye who fell from the cliff.

Alas... Qin Yu leaned against the door of the shop in front, sighing and listless.

"What's wrong?" Lin Wanfeng happened to enter the door from behind.

"Huh?" Qin Yu turned around, saw him and said, "Why did you come out?"

Lin Wanfeng looked at him strangely, and replied, "I'm fine, what are you doing in the yard all day?"

"Uh... it's better to rest more." He said, pushing Lin Wanfeng's shoulder, and said while walking back, "Look at the sun outside, be careful of heatstroke, I'll accompany you out when it's cooler."

"When was that?" Lin Wanfeng was pushed back inexplicably.

"It's the third watch." Qin Yu paused and said, "That's the best time, I'll come out with you."

Third watch... Lin Wanfeng frowned, what was he doing out in the dark at that time, before asking again, the surname Bai left again, saying that he was going to the front to help him take care of the shop.

"Alas..." Bai Liuye let out another long sigh as he leaned on his original place.

In the evening, Mr. Qu came back from wandering outside, looked at the smoke in the yard, entered the house with a smile, got into the kitchen, and stood beside the stove.

"Little beauty, are you finally cured?"

"Get out" Lin Wanfeng bumped his elbow, "If you can't control your mouth anymore, you will move out for me"

What a good-looking child, how did he learn to be as wicked as Yun Liu, the grandson.Qu Fenghui sighed and regretted, took the bowl and chopsticks and sat down at the table.

At the dinner table, Qu Fenghui ate with his head buried in the meal, and he ate two portions of Bai Liuye and Lin Wanfeng alone. Qin Yu frowned and kicked him from under the table.

"Are you a hungry wolf reincarnated?"

Hiccup...Master Qu hiccupped, leaned on the chair and picked up the teacup, "I don't care"

Bai Liuye shook his head, and decided not to pay any attention to this worthless thing. It was hot in summer, and the three of them sat around in the yard, facing the table with messy cups and plates, admiring the afterglow of the setting sun.

"The surname is Bai." Lin Wanfeng looked at the sky and asked, "Did you know that there is a Jiayun Tea House in the capital?"

"I don't know." Qin Yu shook his head and said casually, "What's wrong?"

"Sister Hong said that you can go there if you have something to do."

"What's your business?"

Lin Wanfeng looked at him, and said flatly, "I heard that King Jin is alive, I want to be sure."

Pfft... Qu Fenghui sprayed all the tea on Bai Liuye's face, seeing the anger in the eyes of the other two looking at him, he smiled awkwardly.

"Xiao... Feng" Mr. Qu forcibly corrected it, and said to him, "Who did you listen to?"

"Dude"

All precautions were not taken, Bai Liuye was wasting his time, Qu Fenghui muttered to himself, stealing a look at the person opposite, Bai Liuye was very calm.

"Are you sure what he is doing? Rumors in the market are nonsense," Qin Yu said to him.

"Where there is no wind, there are no waves, I must know, otherwise I will feel uneasy." Lin Wanfeng shook his head.

Frowning, Qin Yu felt a little irritated in his heart, and said to him, "How can you be sure? Who can you ask for confirmation? How can the teahouse know the news?"

The person surnamed Bai was angry, and Lin Wanfeng felt unhappy immediately, and said even more aggressively, "It's possible, I have to be sure."

"You're sick!" Qin Yu slapped the table and said with staring eyes, "You're still not reconciled to death. Who are you making such a fuss about? Does King Wu know? Can you forgive Ma Wu?"

Lin Wanfeng was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he was so agitated, and it wasn't that he didn't understand, so he stared back and said unkindly, "Do you think everyone is as ungrateful as you?"

Ingratitude...hehe...Qin Yu chuckled twice, lowered his head halfway, lowered his eyebrows, and said lightly, "I am the King of Jin"

Hiccup... Qu Fenghui hiccupped in fright, his eyes widened, and he looked nervously at Bai Liuye, ready to save Bai Liuye in danger at any time.

"You recognize a thief as your father." Qin Yu glanced at Qu Fenghui and continued, "Is it ungrateful?"

Dong... Qin Yu's eyes blurred, his nose hurts, and he was knocked off his chair by Lin Wanfeng.

"Bai, you fucking deserve a beating." Lin Wanfeng put away his fists, shook his head and cursed himself for being an idiot, how could he think that Bai was serious and charming.

In the evening, the wind left in anger, Qu Fenghui ran to Bai Liuye, knelt down and asked, "How are you?"

"Xiaohui" Qin Yu covered his sore nose and said in a whining voice, "I'm going to go"

"Where?"

"I don't know, but I can't be here anymore"

Qu Fenghui bowed his head in silence for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "Didn't you say that the rumors are not true?"

"That's for you guys." Qin Yu shook his head, put down his hands and looked at him, and said, "For those sick people, they won't let go of any doubts."

The sky was getting dark, and Qu Fenghui was silent for a while again, "When?"

"In two days, wait until the brat finishes messing around with that teahouse." Qin Yu said as he got up and left.

"What evil did you do!" Qu Fenghui stood there for a while, then stomped his feet and left.

In June of the fifth year of Jianping, shortly after Wen Hou's chaos, Zhao Jun raised the banner of righteousness to attack the north, and the southern part of Gyeonggi was lost. Jianping Army retreated to the vicinity of the capital.

Rumors of King Jin's life are getting more and more popular. Xu Wenhou is too angry, and the world is too chaotic. People hope that the treacherous King Jin will really come back to life, and calm down all these things, so that the world can continue to drink tea and drink. Wine, talking about rumors that are either true or false.

Xuanwumen

Lin Wanfeng looked up subconsciously, the heads hanging from the top of the city had long been disfigured, Qin Yu followed behind him, looked up at the skeletons under the scorching sun, smiled, and entered the city gate.

Maybe I think too much, no one in this capital seems to know me, looking up, the bluestone road stretches straight, and the end is the palace.

Imperial Palace... Qin Yu thought about the situation of Shaodi and Nangong Yuliang in the rumors, and finally hesitated.

"What are you looking at, over here?" Lin Wanfeng called out as he turned around and couldn't find him.

Qin Yu nodded and followed behind him, the hesitation in his heart disappeared after a while, forget it, I am really tired of this city.

"coming"

Yun Tea House is located in the west of the capital. The tea house is very small, not as grand as the name, but the customers are like clouds. Although it is not like the big tea houses in the city, there are always dignitaries and dignitaries visiting, but the business is also extremely hot.

The owner of the teahouse is young, and he still loves romantic affairs of rich and powerful families. After a long time, he gathers a group of customers who like to spread rumors, which can be regarded as having fun with everyone.

Outside the door, Qu Fenghui and Qin Yu looked at each other, and followed Lin Wanfeng to enter the door. The clerk at the door rested his chin and looked to the other side. He didn't see the three of them at all, and was engrossed in listening to a book.

Qin Yu and Qu Fenghui followed his gaze and froze in place at the same time.

"Xiaohui, that's..."

"Wang Er" Qu Fenghui continued his words and said, "I have long felt that this kid has the potential to be a storyteller."