The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

It is said that there are thoughts on the day and dreams at night. +++Mobile reading visit m.wuxiaspot.com

This night, An Changqing unexpectedly dreamed of the events of the previous life. For so many years after his life and death, in fact, he hadn't remembered many things clearly, but the dreams of this night were exceptionally clear, and he could even clearly perceive that he was dreaming.

In the dream, Xiao Zhige was still far away in Yanzhou. He was sitting alone in the pavilion of the Palace Garden and reading. The servants are not very careful, and gossiping outside the pavilion.

He didn't care either, there was one page after another.

Not far from the pavilion, there was a low cry suddenly. He followed the sound and recognized that it was a little maid who was crying. He covered his face with a kerchief and cried intermittently: "There are so many people, all of them are dead... My house is on the edge of Surabaya, and I haven't written a letter. If anyone dares to send it over, there must be no way to survive..."

The two maids immediately covered her mouth nervously, and whispered: "You don't want to kill you, but the housekeeper Wang has ordered that we are not allowed to discuss this matter!"

The grieving maid seemed to be very angry, and suppressed her voice: "There are so many people on the edge of Surabaya, all of them are poisoned to death by the third prince! If we don't let us say it, it's all right?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Another older maid looked back at An Changqing vigilantly, and An Changqing immediately lowered her head, pretending to read a book seriously.

She sighed again and continued: "I heard that all the villages on the edge of Surabaya were surrounded by soldiers. Your Majesty said that they are all "White Ding Army". It is not a pity to die."

"If your house is really on the edge of Surabaya...just be sad..."

The little girl cried sadly again...

An Changqing knew that she was dreaming and tried to make herself sober, but she was even more groggy. Instead, the picture changed and she went to another place.

He was standing in a bookstore picking up books, and there were a few scholars in the shop discussing quietly.

"I heard that the three princes were assassinated by the insurgents (killing sha), do you say it is true or not? Some people say that it was actually the king of the Northern War (gan gan)."

The other person's face (color) was mysterious, looked around, and lowered his voice: "What is the matter with King Guanbei, want me to say... This is retribution."

"What do you say?" one person asked.

The scholar who answered the conversation was disgusted, but continued: "Don't you know about the Surabaya turmoil in the past two years? My family lives not far from Surabaya. The three princes poisoned the upper reaches of Surabaya in order to fight the rebel army. The rebel army used it. The river really fell ill. The three princes took the opportunity to lead troops (to kill sha) over and defeat the insurgents."

The previous scholar frowned: "This method is really insidious."

One person (inserted in cha) said: "Soldiers are not tired of deceit, and there is excuse."

"Excusable?" The scholar sneered: "That's something you don't know about. There are many tributaries in Surabaya, which extend in all directions. He poisoned the upper reaches, not only the rebel army was poisoned, but also the people on the edge of Surabaya. Poisoned. Even the crops in the fields have been poisoned to death. Many people only know that they have a stomachache and sickness after using the river water. Later they learned that they were poisoned!"

He voiced angrily: "Later the government learned about this, but not only did not detoxify the people, but instead came down with an imperial decree, turning all the villages in Surabaya into anti-thief and sending troops to encircle and suppress them. Pity these villagers died of illness and death. Those who killed sha) were (killed sha). For more than half a month, Surabaya was all red. If it hadn't been for my family to hide, it would have been dead!"

The scholar who listened to him hesitated: "Don't you make up this? Why have we never heard of it."

Seeing that his companion did not believe him, his expression became more and more angry: "The order is given. Whoever dares to discuss this matter will immediately pull out and beheaded. Who dares to say? You don't believe it. In short, these three princes died in the hands of the insurgents. It's retribution!"

Surabaya...Rebel Army...

An Changqing was shocked, and suddenly sat up on the (bed chuang), panting with sweat on her face.

——He remembered.

He just said why he always felt familiar when he saw "Sabaya" in the daytime, because he had never intended to hear it. That was the "survival turmoil" in the 16th year of Qingli!

"What's the matter? Have a nightmare?" Xiao Zhige woke up when he heard the movement. Seeing his face covered with cold sweat, he took the veil and wiped his face with concern.

An Changqing hasn't completely separated from her dream, she is still a little lost, looking blankly. Xiao Zhige got up and pushed the window open for ventilation. The sky (color) outside was already white, and a ray of morning light poured down from the clouds, illuminating the room.

"I'm dreaming again." An Changqing regained her consciousness, reluctantly to rationalize her thoughts, and said, "There is going to be something big in Surabaya."

Xiao Zhige's eyes were slightly drenched. Seeing his expression, he knew that it would not be a trivial matter. He stroked his back with his palm, and poured him a glass of water: "Don't worry, speak slowly."

An Changqing drank a sip of water and reluctantly calmed the ups and downs: "I dreamed that when the three princes settled the chaos, they poisoned the upper reaches of Surabaya. Not only the rebel army was poisoned, but the people in Surabaya also suffered. ..."

He remembered all of them. After he accidentally heard this incident in the garden pavilion, he was curious and inquired about it side by side. Although he didn't know the whole picture, he could figure out the cause and effect.

Because the three princes poisoned most of the rebels in Surabaya, most of the insurgents who used the river water fell ill. The three princes took the opportunity to attack. The battle was effortless and nearly 10,000 rebels were wiped out. After the class teacher returned to Beijing, Emperor Anqing lavishly rewarded the three princes, and the three princes were all in the limelight. However, not long after the battle, local officials reported that due to the residual poison in the river, many people living near Surabaya became ill, and even the crops in the field became yellow to death.

The Emperor Anqing had praised the three princes wildly before. At this time, if the news of the poisoning of ordinary people was exposed, it would not only be detrimental to the stability of the situation, but also hinder the reputation of the Anqing Emperor. In order to block the news, Emperor Anqing directly beat the villagers in that area of ​​villages into anti-thief, and ordered an encirclement and suppression without leaving. Later, he decreed to strictly prohibit the officials and people from discussing the matter. The offender (killing sha) was not forgiven, and he forced the matter down.

Later, insurgents from various places appeared one after another, and they were not affected by the imperial court. After Xiao Zhige became enthroned, sending officials to appease was still ineffective, so that he could only lead troops to destroy the insurgents and stabilize the situation.

An Changqing didn't understand the reason for this in the past, but now she wants to understand it. With so many people dead in Surabaya, it is impossible not to leak the least bit of wind. With the lessons learned by the Bai Ding army, no rebel army will dare to accept the move.

Even the death of the third prince was due to the old things of the Bai Dingjun.

In the Surabaya area, there are nearly 10,000 people in the White Dingjun alone, not to mention the villagers living nearby. Such a huge number makes An Changqing feel terrifying even after thinking about it.

He clenched the palm of his hand, but there was a cold sweat in his palm. An Changqing said incoherently: "So many lives...can't be like this..."

Xiao Zhige put his hand on the back of his hand and said soothingly: "Don't worry, I'll find a way."

He knew that Emperor Anqing had always regarded the people as ants, and he knew that his third brother's heart (sexual xing) would not be as pure as he showed, but he never thought that they could do such a frenzied thing. But you really need to think about it carefully, and it's not surprising that they will be so.

When you are three years old, you must have enough merit to compete with the prince. The Emperor An Qing always only cared about himself. The life and death of the people was in his eyes, but it was just a number.

It's fine if you don't know, but now that he knows, Xiao Zhige can't just sit idly by.

Whether Bai Dingjun or Huang Dingjun is, after all, they are all people of Daye.

Xiao Zhige's eyes (color) were dull, and seeing An Changqing still palpitating, he took the person into his arms and coaxed him to sleep again. When he was coaxed to sleep, he quietly got up, and hurried to the barracks in the light of the sky.

A few days have passed when the news of Yejing reached Yanzhou. According to his calculation, the youngest man must have reached Surabaya by this time. If you want to save these people, you have to move faster.

He personally wrote two letters to be sent to Shen Tuxu and Bai Ding army leaders respectively.

The Bai Ding army is so powerful these days. It is said that the chief leader is an infinite butcher, who uses a (killing sha) pig knife to brush the tiger and the tiger into the wind, and the people block (kill sha) and the Buddha block (kill sha) Buddha. It was the second brother of the family who advised him, a serious scholar. The two brothers, each with a culture and a military, expanded the Bai Dingjun to nearly 10,000 people.

After sealing the fire lacquer, Xiao Zhige called the messenger in, and was about to deliver the letter, but felt inappropriate. After pondering for a moment, he called Xie Ling over, and the two had a close talk, and then asked Xie Ling to be a lobbyist in person.

Yanzhou and Suzhou are adjacent to each other, and the fast horse rushes past day and night, and can be reached in three days. But a mere letter may not be able to convince the two forces.

Shentuxu was indecisive and could not compare with his father. Fortunately, he was not bold enough. Because of Shentuwei's teaching, he was pretty good to soldiers and the people. If he can be persuaded to agree to internal response, it will be much easier.

It is the Bai Ding army that is not easy to handle. They are now in a state of flux with the court, and even if Xie Ling goes personally, they may not be convinced.

Xiao Zhige looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, and slowly sighed. Now, he can only do his job and obey the fate.

***

Xie Ling rushed to Suzhou in three days, and first went to Xuanwei General's Mansion to see Shen Tuxu.

When Shen Tuxu saw him, he was still very surprised. Suzhou is adjacent to Yanzhou, and Yanzhou is in the front to resist Beidi. In addition, there is no conflict of interest, and the relationship between the two parties (guanguan) is not bad. Shentu Xudang even invited people into the house.

Due to the emergency, Xie Ling didn't say much nonsense, and after holding back four times, he sincerely relayed Xiao Zhige's words to him.

Shentuxu's face (color) is uglier as he listens to it: "This...is there evidence? Poisoning in water has been despised since ancient times, so why did the three princes come to this?"

The poisoning wounded not only the enemy, but also the people nearby. Any general who has some bottom line will not use this kind of tricks. The previous dynasty was a general who had used this trick before. Even though he had outstanding military feats, he was criticized by history books for this reason.

"There is no evidence, but if this matter is false, it will benefit the general without any harm. Isn't it better?"

Xie Lingshen (color) said sincerely: "The prince asked me to remind the general, but he can’t bear to see the people of Suzhou suffer in vain. If the three princes are really ready to use this strategy, General Shentu only needs to "the three princes are going to poison Surabaya." After the rumors spread, you can persuade the three princes to give up the poisoning scheme. This matter will not harm the general. On the contrary, if the poisoning is successful, not only the Bai Ding army, but also the people near Surabaya will suffer. According to me As you know, half of the generals and lieutenants are from Suzhou, right? The military will be unstable by then..."

He hadn't finished his words, but Shen Tuxu had already understood what he meant. He paced anxiously in the study with his hands behind his back, and then said for a long time: "I will believe you for the time being. But how does this rumor spread? How will Bai Dingjun deal with it?"

Xie Ling said: "The dissemination of the news has been arranged by the lord. As for the Bai Dingjun...they are the people of Daye. If it weren't for the people in the Yu (rourou) township of Kangyong County to persecute the people, they would not rise up. The general will calm down the peace talks. Turnaround."

Shen Tuxu sighed, a little worried: "What are these all about?"

Xie Ling didn't say much. Seeing that he should come down, he hurriedly said goodbye and hurried to Kangyong County, Surabaya. There is another more important task for him to do.

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