When the Big Brother Dresses as a Cannon Fodder [Quick Transmigration]

After Gillian's impassioned petition at Xuan Shi Dian, she was completely moved from behind the scenes to the front of the scenes.

It's not that people haven't heard it before, saying that the Han army would not have won a big victory without Gillian.

After all, this kind of rhetoric is just what other people say, and if I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I naturally won't believe it, so it's fine to listen to it, and it can't be true.

But this time the petition was different. Gillian's words completely broke the stereotyped impression of her as a proud woman of heaven, willful, willful and mindless in the eyes of the world.

Her sharp words made people dare not despise her anymore, and her behavior of dissipating all her wealth to support the Han army made the courtiers acquiesce in her appearing in the Xuanshi Palace and interfering in the affairs of the government.

The courtiers and dignitaries followed Gillian to support the Han army, and the money and food for sending troops to the Huns were quickly raised enough.

This situation made Liu Che feel a little worried while being happy——Since the time of Emperor Gaozu, the Han Dynasty has been full of yin and yang. However, he had only passed away a few years ago, and he still remembered the feeling of being overwhelmed by the Empress Dowager.

Liu Che narrowed his eyes slightly, and someone called Han Yan.

"Find some smart people and follow Gillian."

Han Yan raised her eyebrows, her eyes were bright and dark, then she chuckled and said, "If your majesty can't trust her, why should you entrust everything to her?"

Han Yan always spoke like this, with a gun and a stick, Liu Che didn't think much, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "As the emperor, you always think about what others can't think about."

"Go."

Han Yan left Weiyang Palace and looked up at the sun in the clouds.

He suddenly remembered what Gillian had said to him.

That day was breezy and the moon was bright, Gillian raised her brows slightly, and her voice was teasing: "There are two things in this world that you can't look at directly, one is the sun, and the other is the human heart."

The glare of the sun fell on the bottom of his eyes, making his eye sockets sore.

Han Yan closed her eyes and smiled mockingly.

On the other side of the imperial city, there was another person whose state of mind was quite similar to that of Han Yan.

That man is Wei Zifu.

Pregnant in October, about to give birth.

As a palace concubine, she obviously has no joy of giving birth to a prince or princess, and her beautiful face is full of worries about the future.

The voice of the maid she sent to monitor Chen Ajiao was still echoing in her ears, over and over again: "My queen, talented people live here."

She was not surprised that Liu Che could say such a thing.

After several years in the palace, she knew too well what kind of person Liu Che was.

From outsiders' point of view, Liu Che dotes on her very much, she is just a singing girl, yet Liu Che regards her as his wife, only one step away from being the queen.

As long as she gives birth to the prince, she will be able to aspire to the next position.

But what about reality?

The reality is that the reason why she was favored was because she gave birth to Liu Che's first child since he ascended the throne, which broke the rumors that Liu Che was incapable of inheriting the family as the emperor, and in a way stabilized Liu Che's throne.

So Liu Che doted on her.

Because of her relationship, Liu Che valued Wei Qing and promoted Wei Qing as a general?

Her existence merely provided Wei Qing with an opportunity to meet Liu Che. What Liu Che really valued was Wei Qing's ability, not that Wei Qing was her younger brother.

In time, she would even rely on Wei Qing.

Will Liu Che make her queen after she gives birth to the prince?

Not even.

Liu Che already has a candidate, she is just a tool to bear children.

When the prince was born, her life would come to an end.

Her children would call other women their mothers, and her existence was but a few strokes in the history books. If Liu Che was more ruthless, even her existence would be erased.

She is just a singing girl, without any strong backer behind her, Wei Qing, the only one she can rely on, has not yet established a firm foothold at this time, the generals all exclude him because he is a nepotism, and he is too busy to take care of himself, so there is nothing to spare free energy to focus on other things?

Wei Zifu stroked his lower abdomen, tears slowly falling down.

Li Yelai had just left her palace, her charming and coquettish eyes were full of envy for her.

Envious that she has a brother who has done meritorious service on the front line, and will soon give birth to a prince, she sent Li Yelai away with a forced smile, her chest seemed to be soaked with coptis.

There is suffering can not tell.

Wei Zifu slowly wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, and sent someone to invite Wei Qing.

Wei Qing won the favor of Liu Che because of his great victory against the Huns last time. He spent most of his time in the imperial city these days. After a while, the maid led him over.

Wei Zifu sat opposite Wei Qing with his lower abdomen supported. Under Wei Qing's gaze, he took the teapot from the maid's hand, poured two cups of tea, and handed it to Wei Qing, saying, "Qing'er."

Wei Qing didn't drink the tea after taking it, but put it aside, frowned slightly, and looked at Wei Zifu.

Wei Zifu had to give up.

Her younger brother has always been very thoughtful.

Although he was dependent on her for life, she never influenced his decision.

Wei Zifu frowned lightly, his voice trembling slightly: "Qing'er, you are only allowed to win this time against the Huns, and you are not allowed to lose, you understand?"

Wei Qing frowned slightly, and said: "Qing Lingbing, of course there is no reason to seek defeat."

"Just sister,"

Wei Qing's voice paused slightly, and said: "But what difficulties did you encounter? Qing is not talented, and I am willing to share my sister's worries."

Wei Zifu shook his head lightly: "I have nothing to worry about, I'm just worried about your battle against the Huns."

Wei Qing thought for a moment, and said: "Although the Xiongnu are brave, they are not invincible. With proper tactics, it is not difficult to defeat the Xiongnu."

Wei Zifu breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "What I want is your words."

"You must win."

Wei Zifu's eyes were too hot, and Wei Qing's gentle face, which had never been turbulent for thousands of years, loosened a bit.

Wei Qing brushed his eyelids that were about to twitch wildly, looked straight into Wei Zifu's eyes, and said: "Sister, Li Meiren has deep thoughts and cannot be intersected. Besides, my sister's ears are soft and her thoughts are heavy. A word from others, in my sister's place, I have to go through it three or five times—"

"Qing'er!"

Wei Zifu interrupted Wei Qing: "I've never begged you for anything since I grew up so big, so let me beg you now, okay?"

Wei Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and Wei Zifu lowered his eyes, stroking his raised belly: "Just take it for granted, how about the baby in my womb?"

Wei Qing sighed.

His elder sister has a delicate mind, but she is also too delicate, and she tends to think about things.

Liu Che is not a mediocre person, he has great ambitions. Gillian was abolished back then. It may be because of the power of his relatives who threatened the imperial power. It is simply not feasible to use him to make military exploits to ensure the status of the child in the sister's womb.

Can the relatives in the world be more important than Gillian's mother's family who single-handedly raised Liu Che to the top?

Wei Qing frowned and said, "Sister, in our identities, it is not easy to be in today's high position."

Wei Zifu just lowered his head, bit his lip and said nothing.

Wei Qing raised his finger, rubbed his eyelids that couldn't jump wildly, and said in words that Wei Zifu could understand as much as possible: "Your Majesty has the world in mind, and is not a lazy lord who indulges in women. It's okay to neglect sister for two days occasionally. Human nature."

"Sister, don't do anything out of character for the honor of these two days."

When it came to the end, Wei Qing's voice was no longer as gentle as before, and there was a faint sternness in it.

Wei Zifu raised his head slowly, with water shining in his delicate eyes, and said softly: "Qing'er wants to make trouble, I'm so timid, what can I do wrong? I'm just... just worried about the fetus in the womb."

The more Wei Zifu said this, the more uneasy Wei Qing became.

He knew her sister too well.

His elder sister is an extremely timid but extremely gentle person. When this kind of person does not touch her bottom line, she has always been harmless and timid.

But once you touch her reverse scales, her tenderness and timidity will instantly become the decisiveness of a landslide.

Has the power to destroy everything.

But unfortunately, he asked for a long time, and she was unwilling to say a word.

Wei Qing left Wei Zifu's palace, frowned and thought for a long time, and finally decided to go to Gillian.

He felt that Gillian could stop all this.

The Gillian he knew was not a woman who clings to one imperial city and only knows how to fight for favor. In her eyes, there are changes in royal power, and the world will last forever.

Her pattern and mind are peaks that many people can't reach in their lifetime.

After Wei Qing finished speaking, A-Jiao's eyes turned slightly, her brows twitched slightly, and she said, "Women are suspicious during pregnancy, and the general's sister is probably the same."

Sunlight came from the window sill and hit Wei Qing obliquely.

Covered in sunshine, Wei Qing pursed his lips: "Qing has a heartless request."

Wei Qing got up, clasped his fists in both hands, gave Gillian a deep salute, and said, "Princess Wanwang, save my sister's life."

Gillian took a sip of her tea, her eyes wandering: "Zhongqing, if Mrs. Wei did something that made it impossible for me to keep her?"

Wei Qing's heart trembled, and he slowly raised his head.

Zhongqing is his name.

Gillian in front of her still looks like the old days, as bright as spring flowers, as bright as autumn moon, with clear eyes looking forward, three points of sarcasm, seven points of ridicule.

Wei Qing stopped breathing for a moment, pulled out the sword from his waist, and stuck it straight into the ground.

The tassel on the hilt of the sword was shaking, Wei Qing met Gillian's gaze, and said calmly: "In that case, Youqing should clean up the house himself."

The autumn wind was blowing, Gillian got up, walked over, pulled out the saber stuck in the ground, tied two fingers, clamped the blade, from the hilt to the tail of the sword, her eyes followed her fingers.

Then holding the sword flower in his hand, he put the saber into the scabbard around Wei Qing's waist, and said, "You can rest assured."

Gillian smiled and said, "Everything is up to me."

Father, like son.

With the huge net already stretched, Wei Qing was the only one who remained sober and rational.

What matches the unborn generals is the thought that transcends the times.

Gillian sent Wei Qing away, and went to visit Liu Fei, the king of Jiangdu who will be leaving for the domain in a few days.

Liu Fei was practicing martial arts in the martial arts field at that time. The sun was scorching hot, he was shirtless, and he was playing with the long knife in his hand like a wild wind.

A-Jiao explained why she came, Liu froze, stopped, glanced at A-Jiao, and said hoarsely: "I thought you had changed, but I didn't expect you to be the same as before, loving to do adventurous things. Do you know that if you If you lose the bet, you will die without a place to bury yourself?"

Gillian smiled leisurely, and said, "Fifth Brother, I didn't bet, it was you."

"If you win the bet, the Han people will no longer be oppressed by the Huns. The sun and the moon shine, and the rivers and rivers are all Han land."

"Fifth Brother, do you place this bet, or not?"

Liu Fei's eyes froze, and the long knife in his hand seemed to be able to cut through chaos: "I'll do it!"

A-Jiao raised her eyebrows slightly: "I knew that beauties see the same thing. A good-looking person like Fifth Brother must think the same as me."

Liu Fei's hands trembled, and the long knife in his hand almost fell out.