History of Yongwu

On the south bank of the river, between the small hills west of Pingyaodu, the Guanzhong Army hides here. The Guanzhong Army, which was once able to rival the Northern Border Army and the Wuwang Navy, now has only ten thousand remnants.

There was no camp at the foot of the mountain, and the Guanzhong army was sitting on the ground. Everyone was holding a long sword and looking at the front with a numb expression. Looking around, this team not only lost their helmets and armor, but also lost their minds.

"General, drink some water"

Yu Yi regained his senses from the observation, looked at the lieutenant beside him, swept past the soldiers behind him, sighed, and walked away slowly, the lieutenant followed suit, but did not catch up.

On the hillside, Yu Yi stood facing the wind, facing the sunset. In the past year, the Guanzhong Army was defeated again and again. He watched the Mingyue Army rapidly expand from a few tens of thousands to an army of more than [-].

Yu Yi didn't understand how an army fighting in an enemy country, a lamb-like Mingyue Army who was once chased by King Jin's army, could suddenly be so powerful.

What puzzled him even more was how Guan Zhongjun fell to where he is today. Even though he has no talent as a teacher, Guan Zhongjun is not weak. Why did he decline like this in just one year.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The sentry cavalry on the lookout yelled, with a lack of hope in their voices, and the soldiers sitting on the ground just slowly got up subconsciously, holding the weapons in their hands, and gathered together numbly.

"General"

The lieutenant stood behind him again, and Yu Yi turned around, looking as if he could see everyone's face.Is it really necessary to fight again?

He was silent for a while, then straightened his armor, drew out his sword, and got on his horse, "Fight!"

The Guanzhong Army can be a defeated army, but they are not surrendered soldiers.

At the mountain pass, the banner of the bright moon was flying. Sima Shaojun rode on the horse and glanced at the Guanzhong Army in front of him. He seemed familiar with the dejected formation.

"Your Majesty" Chu Zhang stood on one side, seeing that Guan Zhongjun had rushed out, he bowed and asked.

"After today, there will be no more concern for the Chinese army. I will order people to prepare a banquet. The general will go and return quickly." Sima Shaojun looked at him and said.

"The humble minister takes orders"

With a trace of excitement on Chu Zhang's face, he jumped on the horse, pointed with the tip of his sword, and the Mingyue Army rushed out roaring.

"Your Majesty, move over there to watch the battle," Liu Yanshen stepped forward to suggest.

Sima Shaojun nodded, and rode his horse up to the side of the hill. Under his feet, the shouts of the Mingyue Army were loud, and the Guan Zhong Army just resisted silently.During the battle, we could still see the bravery of the Guanzhong Army back then, but the despondency spread, which made people feel sad.

"If Qi Yu was alive, how could there be today?" Liu Yanshen couldn't help sighing.

Hehe... Sima Shaojun smiled, took two steps forward, and looked down at his feet, "Even if he is alive, it can't change anything. The disease of the Guanzhong army is not in Guanzhong."

Liu Yanshen was startled, bowed and said, "Please enlighten me, Your Majesty."

"The disease is in the loss of national dignity." Sima Shaojun looked ahead, his expression turned slightly cold.

"When the King of Jin was still here, Weijia was the world. This river and mountain was a country. The Guanzhong Army was stationed in Yingzhou and Wu. There was no danger anywhere, and they would not be out of place. But the King of Jin died, and those who have not had time to gather In the local area, the generals who have not had time to weaken, have no power to unify the court, and once King Jin dies, how can they not go their own way?"

"Guan Zhongjun shouldn't stay in Wudi," Liu Yanshen said.

After King Jin died, how could the land of Wu, which had just been conquered, be reconciled under the urging of the former state government, and how could he not harbor resentment towards the Guanzhong Army who had participated in the extermination of Wu.

"Not only stayed behind, intending to coerce the nobles of Wu, Yu Yi also foolishly turned to Yan Shijun." Sima Shaojun sneered, with a particularly gloomy look on his face. In order to unite the hearts of the people, how could the Guanzhong army still have fighting spirit in the face of such an imperial court and emperor?"

Soldiers don't know why they fight, how can they be invincible?

"what···"

There was a scream at the foot of the mountain, and Sima Shaojun and Liu Yanshen returned to their senses at the same time. Under the hillside, Yu Yi's battle armor was almost dyed red, holding a sword in both hands, shaking his body, and his eyes were still ruthless.

"This man is pedantic, but he is the only remaining Guan Zhongjun"

Sima Shaojun sighed, rode away, the last resistance was eliminated, and it was time to go to the capital.

The bad news came one after another. As soon as Pingyaodu fell, the capital received the news that the Guanzhong army had been destroyed and no one survived.

King Jin's Mansion

Wang Qianhe walked deep behind Zhao Zhiping, the back garden of the palace was still colorful, even in this season.King Jin was wearing a thick cloak, sitting on the water pavilion, and behind him stood the former right minister of Zhao, Xue Fu.

Wang Qianhe stood behind King Jin, his beard trembled slightly, but he didn't say the word "lord".

Ha... Qin Yu chuckled, turned his back to him and asked clearly, "Teacher, do you want me to salute?"

"The old man can't stand it"

"Then let's get straight to the point." Qin Yu said, stood up and looked at him abruptly, "I want to go to war, but the teacher still wants to hinder me in the capital?"

"This old man won't." Wang Qianhe shook his head and said, "This old man can only stop usurpers."

"Usurping...hehe... that's for the future." Qin Yu smiled, strolling in the waterside pavilion, looking at the water surface, "Teacher, what else is there?"

"A country cannot be without a king for a day, and the emperor should be established early to stabilize the hearts of the people," Wang Qian said solemnly.

"The empress dowager is in a coma, how can she stand without an edict?" Qin Yu glanced at him sideways, then turned his gaze back and said, "As for the hearts of the people, it is no longer something the emperor can restore."

Wang Qianhe's face froze, and he looked straight at him with a pair of old eyes. He already knew what King Jin was going to do. The news that King Jin was alive was only locked in the capital, and now it should spread throughout the world.

"Is the prince going to persecute the world?"

"Grand Master" Qin Yu also changed his title, and said to him, "You will see that the world needs persecution."

Hehehehehehe... Wang Qianhe staggered, his laughter was full of depression, he staggered his steps, and left without saying a word.

"Prince" Du Xuetang stepped forward, looked at Wang Qian who was leaving and said, "Do you really want to keep this person?"

"Wang Taishi, the elder of the three dynasties, his prestige is not comparable to those of honor." Qin Yu said a little self-deprecating, "In the future, the Palace of Eternal Life will still need Wang Taishi to be justified."

"Yes"

"Go to the bright moon..." Zhao Zhiping, who was standing aside, said.

"Zhiping, Mingyue has already crossed the river, so there is no hurry now." Qin Yu interrupted him.

Zhao Zhiping paused for a moment, then saluted and said, "My lord please give me instructions."

"Send a message, just say that this king is alive, let's see how the persecuted world reacts." Qin Yu stared at the water, with a sharp look between his brows for a moment.

Zhao Zhiping left, Qin Yu stood by the fence, still bowed his head in thought, when a gust of wind blew, he tightened his cloak.

"My lord, it's cold, why don't you go inside?" Du Xuetang said standing behind him.

"Sir is still there?" Qin Yu was surprised, and turned to look at him.

Du Xuetang bowed his head and said nothing, Qin Yu remembered the thoughts just now, walked back with a smile and said, "The son of King Zhao left for Caiyi, how is it now?"

"These two don't have much intelligence, so don't worry about it, besides, Zhao Guo's army is here, even though they occupy Caiyi, they are just hitting a stone with an egg," Du Xuetang replied after him.

"En." Qin Yu nodded, stood at the door of the study, turned around and asked, "If the king takes Zhang Li out of Tianshun Pass, sir, you are confident that you can stabilize Zhao Jun and use it for us."

"My humble minister takes orders," Du Xuetang saluted and said seriously.

"Haha... Mr.'s courage is admirable." Qin Yu laughed, waved his hands and said, "Go sir, be careful in everything."

"Yes"

When King Jin entered, Du Xuetang looked up at the closed door and turned around slowly.

"Extraordinary!" Qin Yu thought about Du Xuetang's soaring expression just now, both happy and sad, took a deep breath, looked at the short couch opposite him and shook his head.

This palace really shouldn't be lived in, but fortunately, I have to move out.

In September of the fifth year of Jianping, on the fifth day after Emperor Shao died, the imperial court issued a document stating that Yu, the sixth son of Emperor Ming, was still alive.The chaos of Marquis Wen and the misfortune of King Zhao depended on his help to calm down.

In just five days, the shining Zhao Wang died quietly, and the domineering Marquis Wen reaped his own fruit. In the last small poke, the entire army of the Guanzhong Army was wiped out. The Mingyue Army crossed the river and marched towards Tianshunguan. Hanging.

The cloud tea house in Xicheng still has more customers than before, and the people of the capital who were already speculating, now that the rumors are confirmed, how can they not talk about it.

Wang Er, who is especially good at this method, compiled more than eighty chapters of the story of His Royal Highness Jin Wang's resurrection, and told it to everyone in the library every day.

In the private room, Lin Wanfeng leaned against the railing, looked at the people downstairs who were listening intently, frowned slightly, and turned around.

"This Wang Er is more and more able to talk nonsense." He muttered angrily, and suddenly became discouraged while sitting there.

Speaking of it, it was only a few days, but after too many "earth-shattering" events, a few days turned into a few months.

Lin Wanfeng looked around and seemed to be able to see Bai talking nonsense with Qu Fenghui, but in an instant he became King Jin and disappeared without a trace.

After King Zhao's military camp, Lin Wanfeng was sent here. There was no one named Bai, nor Mr. Du, and no one came. His life suddenly changed back to what it was before. King's days.

“Maybe this is nice”

"Big nephew?"

Lin Wanfeng came back to his senses and saw that the show downstairs had already ended, Wang Er was standing at the door, looking at him suspiciously with his brows furrowed.

Frowning slightly, Lin Wanfeng didn't like his address, but for some reason he didn't bother to care about him, he answered "Boss Wang".

Hehe... Wang Er smiled embarrassedly, sat down in front of him, and said with a smile, "Now that the capital is lifted, the canal should also be open to boats, but Wu is occupied by Mingyue. Do you wait for Master Liu to come with you, or return by yourself?"

Wang Er hoped that he would wait for Bai Liuye to come back and leave together. After all, the war was in chaos, so it was better to have someone to take care of him.

"I..." Lin Wanfeng hesitated for a moment, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Don't get me wrong." Wang Er hurriedly said, "I have no other intentions. I just see you unhappy every day and think you don't like this place. My original intention is to hope that you will wait for Bai Liuye here. It will be safer for the two of you to be together."

The one named Bai... Lin Wanfeng looked at him and said, "Thank you, but... I don't know, where is the one named Bai?" I know where King Jin is, but I'm not sure where the one named Bai is.

Wang Er was not surprised, he smiled and comforted him and said, "You also know our previous business. We are wandering, so you can live here with peace of mind. It is estimated that Liu Ye will come back after a few months."

He left, Lin Wanfeng sat here until late at night, and didn't leave until he fell sleepy on the table.In fact, he wanted to ask Wang Er, how long is a few months, and how many months?

In the southeast of Zhao State, the army led by An Ziqi left the camp before dawn, and headed towards Jingzhou. When the sun was three poles, they were about to pass Zhao State.

"Hou Ye" Luo Ping looked at the road ahead, pointed at him with a whip and said, "We have already arrived in Jingzhou."

Shh... The horse stopped steadily after pulling the rein. An Ziqi stood on the horse, looked north, turned his head and said, "General Li, leave now."

"General An" Li Han looked at him, paused for a moment, "Thank you for taking care of me" and turned his horse's head. He was about to leave when he turned around and said, "Your Majesty has something to bring to your Highness."

"I..." An Ziqi looked at him, moved his lips, shook his head and said, "Bon voyage, general."

well!Li Han unconsciously sighed for Master An, whipped his horse, and couldn't bear to stay any longer. Master An's complaints against him came and went, which made him feel sad.

The figure going north gradually disappeared, An Ziqi stood on the horse and was still looking north, Luo Ping caught a glimpse and didn't remind, after a long time, Master An's bewildered expression disappeared, and he looked back at the way.

"Travel day and night, and we must arrive at Pingyao Ferry in three days"

"Yes"

Luo Ping's expression changed, the horse's hooves rumbled as the army marched out. He turned around and glanced behind him. King Jin's banner was fluttering, and he lost that sense of loneliness.

Daliang City is the most fortunate place where King Jin came back from the dead. This majestic royal capital regained its former confidence and glory in a day.

In front of the gate of Fan Mansion, Fan Wentian got out of the car slowly. He was a bit older than before, but he was not as slumped and desolate as Wang Qianhe, and he was much thicker, like a rock standing still in the wind and waves.

"My lord," the butler led him, and said in a low voice, "General Wang Ru is visiting."

"Wang Ru?" Fan Wentian muttered, his eyes changed, "Where is it?"

"Flower Hall"

The housekeeper understood the importance of this matter, and quickly led him forward. Passing through the middle hall, Fan Wentian saw Wang Ru standing in the flower hall waiting.

"Fan Gong" Wang Rushili said, "For a sudden visit, Fan Gong forgives me."

"Prince" Fan Wentian also returned the salute, leading him to sit aside.

Both of them knew it well, but they didn't know how to speak at this moment, and they were silent for a while, Wang Ru laughed at himself and looked at him.

"King Jin is Alive"

"That's right." Fan Wentian replied in a good way, and looked at him without saying a word.

Still so cautious!Wang Ru shook his head, restrained his expression, and asked solemnly, "What should I do?"

what should i doFan Wentian laughed inwardly. He thought that if this had happened five years earlier, he might have been as hard to make a choice as Wang Ru, but now...

"My lord, you and I have known each other for dozens of years, and we are both under King Jin. How do you see King Jin?"

"No one can compare," Wang Ru answered after thinking carefully.

"Since that's the case, the prince still has any hesitation?"

"But..." Wang Ru's expression of unwillingness flashed away, and he didn't continue.

Fan Wentian looked at it, and knew in his heart that in the days when King Jin was away, they dominated one side and held great power, and no one would feel unwilling, just like the Fan family back then.

"General" he sat up straight, his expression became solemn, "As long as King Jin is here, the Fan family will always be loyal to King Jin"

There was no deep meaning in these words, Wang Ruban lowered his head and thought carefully, Fan Wentian looked at his expression, hesitated and added another sentence.

"General, King Jin is still in his prime"

Wang Ru raised his head abruptly, looked at it for a while, then smiled suddenly, got up and solemnly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your teaching, Mr. Wang, I am very grateful."

Fan Wentian turned into that docile look again, and waved his hands, these old ministers could compete with King Jin again, and maybe they might not necessarily fall into the disadvantaged, but what about Wang and Fan's successors!

The world has already changed a lot, and going against the trend, there will be no good end. He knows better than anyone in Daliang that the scholars in Daliang and those young and outstanding courtiers like Shen Xuewen are loyal to King Jin in their hearts. Well, this kind of people's attachment cannot be changed by him and Wang Ru.

He took a long breath, and once he settled down, Wang Ru relaxed a lot. He chatted with Fan Wentian for a while, and then left.

Prime Minister Fan Wentian sent to the door, Wang Ru looked at the carriage behind him, hesitated and said, "The king of Anxiang still has Xianghou in Xinyang..."

"Prince" Fan Wentian interrupted him, and said with deep meaning, "The royal family of Anxiang, and the prince's relatives, it is not you and me who can speak nonsense. As long as you and I do our duty as ministers, we will be loyal."

"Hehe...it's true, the old man is confused." Wang Ru smiled and cupped his hands, said goodbye and left.