child prodigy at eighty

"Prince, Prince." The voice was soft and gentle, as if afraid of disturbing the dreamer, with a neutral elasticity.

Song Shiyu slowly opened his eyes, looking at the cloud tent above his head in a daze, but asked reflexively, "What time is it?"

"Back to the prince, it's the fourth watch, it's time to get up." The man said softly.

What time is the fourth watch?He struggled to change the time in his mind, oh, it's not yet dawn.However, this does not prevent him from sitting up in accordance with his habit, and then very naturally let the attendants around him clean his face and change his clothes.

When did I become so corrupt?Song Shiyu thought secretly.

After washing up, the man with the appearance of a big attendant spoke again, "Prince, please use a little bit to suppress your appetite, and you will go to court in two quarters of an hour."

Song Shiyu gave a soft "hmm", turned around the screen with the landscape picture and came to the table without guidance, no, it was the table.This table is very short, there is no stool at all, and of course there is no stool, and there is a silk cushion for him to sit on. He seems to have sat on the cushion countless times, and slowly eats on the table. Refreshments.

The taste is a bit bland and not fragrant.He secretly commented, but for some reason he knew that this was what he had to eat every morning, it was already a very advanced food.

After taking a few mouthfuls, he stopped his chopsticks. He couldn't eat too much. Burping in the hall is very indecent.

"Where's Xiaosi?" He wiped his mouth with the handkerchief presented by the attendant, and asked softly.

"The fourth prince was playing too much last night and was still sleeping." The attendant said respectfully.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Suddenly he burst into a cough. He clenched his fist against his chest and covered his mouth and nose with the other, subconsciously trying to suppress the discomfort.But coughing and love are the most difficult things for human beings to hide, so he still coughed upside down.

A group of attendants were busy, well-trained in handing water and patting their backs, as if they had experienced such scenes thousands of times, they were busy but not chaotic.

Fortunately, the cough stopped after a while. He looked at the handkerchief in his hand, and he didn't cough up blood like in the movies and TV dramas. Well, it might be an ordinary cough.

"Prince, it's time to drink the medicine." The attendant brought a bowl of dark soup.

He drank again, he sighed in his heart, when will this disease get better?No, when did he get sick?

After drinking the bitter concoction in one gulp, it's time to go to court.

Being served by the attendants, he put on the court clothes of the eldest prince, took his wat in his hand, and walked out as he was familiar with the road.

"Call Xiao Siqi when the time comes, don't miss your homework." He walked to the door and explained again.

"Yes."

Looking up at the still dark sky, Song Shiyu suppressed the cough that was about to come out, it was really difficult to hold it in, but luckily he could bear it.

The road seems to have walked thousands of times without paying attention to what is under his feet. He just knows where to lift his feet, where to turn, where there is a shadow wall, where there is moss and slippery, he is more familiar than in Shangyucheng .

Oh, yes, he was Song Shiyu who was born in Shangyu City. When did he become the prince of this unknown country?Weird, really weird.

Before he could figure out why, the main hall arrived.

The main hall of the early dynasty is far from the splendor and grandeur in the TV series, and it is even a bit shabby. The golden dragons on the pillars are all peeled off, as if they haven't been properly repaired for a long time.

What kind of country is this, why is it so poor?

"Prince, what do you think?" He was thinking, when he was suddenly called by the old man sitting on the dragon chair.

He looked up at the emperor who was sitting on the high platform. This old man is actually not old, he should only be in his forties, but he gave off a lifeless look, as if he was overwhelmed by the huge mountains and rivers. Come.

For some reason, he felt desolate, why did his father become so old all of a sudden.

No, isn't his father Song Changhe?When did he become the emperor?

"Prince?" The person next to him reminded softly.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly thought, what topic were we discussing just now?

"I would like to hear from you adults again." He performed Tai Chi.

"Then let's talk about it." The old emperor seemed to be very indulgent to the prince, but he didn't say a word when he saw that he was distracted, but covered it up for him.

"Nanliang's menacing troops are coming to suppress the border. Our country is short of troops and has just experienced a war. The veteran still thinks that peace talks are needed."

"I don't agree!" A younger general stood up, "I, Chen, have already retreated many steps, and his back is pressing day by day, how to negotiate peace? Ceding the town or marrying the princess? Is it too difficult for me, Chen?"

"War! You all know how to fight! In the past two years, our population has decreased by one-tenth, and the treasury is empty, money and food are insufficient, so why not fight!"

Both sides stick to their own words, you won't let me and I won't let you, both of them are quite reasonable, and a fight is about to start.

Song Shiyu asked suddenly: "What name does Hou Liang attack us in? You must be famous to be a teacher."

"He said that we sneaked into their border town. The ghosts knew it was nonsense. We, Da Chen, were full enough to sneak up on them."

"How many troops is the enemy?"

"They claim to have an army of 20, but if they actually have [-], they will be as good as the sky."

"How much can we pay?"

"Thirty thousand, no, forty thousand."

"What is the national strength of the enemy?"

"The soldiers are strong and the horses are strong, the country is big and the land is big."

"We compare with them, who is better?"

"Of course..." They suddenly couldn't continue.

"Oh." Song Shiyu suddenly stopped talking.

"Prince, what do you think we should do?" the emperor asked again.

What else?It is clear that everything is inferior to human beings, so I can only say, "Let's talk about peace."

"Prince!" The ministers were shocked and couldn't help exhaling.

"How can there be peace talks! They want gold, silver, land, and people, and we just give them up for nothing? How will we, Da Chen, behave in the various countries in the future? Why don't we bite everyone when we see it?"

"Then we have exhausted our national strength and our population, what else are we left with?" Song Shiyu looked at them sharply, his eyes and brows were full of compassion and sharpness that was not there before.

The emperor seemed surprised by his words, his half-closed eyes widened, "Didn't the prince advocate calling in the past? Why did you change your mind today?"

"It is to see the situation clearly and not to make indifferent sacrifices."

The emperor also seemed to be interested in peace talks, but the generals and the young officials were furious, so he had to find such an early bird, and the prince managed to lure away the flames of war today.

"Then talk about peace, who recommends to go?" The emperor made a decision.

"The old minister is willing to go." The old man who insisted on peace talks stood up tremblingly.

"I'll go." Song Shiyu said calmly.

"No! How can the prince of the East Palace of a country be in danger?" The ministers stopped again, they didn't know what happened to the prince today, it's too difficult to play cards not according to the rules!

"Father is here, the prince can be me or someone else." He said directly.

"Prince!" The emperor didn't expect him to say such words, and shouted reproachfully.

"Father, my son please go." He lifted his robe and knelt in the hall, his thin back standing straight, as if telling everyone that I am extremely noble even if I kneel.

The aloof emperor didn't know what he thought of, squinted his eyes, and spat out, "Quite!"

He just knew it was.

Song Shiyu thought, no, why would he know?He felt that there were two voices in his head now, one was saying that it was finally here, and the other was saying what the hell this was all about.

But this does not prevent him from going back to the dormitory to wake Xiaosi up.

This guy is still in bed.After he is gone, who will protect him?He thought strangely, why am I not here?This is not my country, why do I have to do my best to die?But on the one hand, I can't help but worry about the country and the people, and want to do my best for the people and relatives.Weird persona.

Xiaosi was only nine years old, and he looked exactly like his family, Song Shiyan, which finally gave him a sense of intimacy.

After the two brothers finished their meal, Song Shiyu went to discuss with his East Palace officials about the joint mission.

Sure enough, there was another burst of complaints and worries.

"Who will I go if I don't go? Who can wholeheartedly defend me against powerful enemies? How many civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty care about the lives of the people? If I go, I can win a few more lives and come back. Naturally, I will go." He blurted out naturally, Da Chen, so his country name is Chen, and when he read this name, he felt a soft and distressed feeling inexplicably, as if he had been anxious for countless days and nights.

"Prince!" The old man was told tears filled his eyes.

"It doesn't have to be like this. As the prince, I naturally want to be the prince well, and I don't waste my teacher's teachings for many years."

He consulted the information of the two parties, and set off with enough confidence and a sense of responsibility to the country.

The border is covered with dark clouds. Sitting on the horse, you can see the big beam written in red on the black flag fluttering in the wind from a distance, like dark blood dripping from the dark clouds, bringing a terrifying ferocity for no reason. .

Then, he saw a familiar face hidden under the armor.

Gu Weifeng.

"Why are you here?" He asked frowning.

The man on the opposite side was taken aback by his question, and then said: "I am the general of Daliang Shangguo, so naturally I want to be here."

Or general?How did they become enemies?He wants to ask, you don't know me anymore?But seeing the appearance of the envoys around him killing chickens and wiping their necks, they still shut up.

There must be something wrong.