My father doesn't want you to be famous all over the world, but I hope that you can sincerely defend the land of Daqing and protect them like a woman who loves herself.Chu Yan still didn't speak, what he couldn't do in the future, he would generally not agree at first.How could King Guangling not understand his careful thoughts, sighed helplessly, and said earnestly: I can't beat you, and now that I'm old, I can't control you.But I think that Xiao Langzhong is also a good-hearted person, if you can change your heart, you must be able to please that Xiao Langzhong even more.In order to make Chu Yan realize his mistake, he even moved out such words now.As soon as he finished speaking, King Guangling felt a mouthful of old blood blocking his throat, unable to swallow it, and unable to lift it.Hearing Fu Shiyu's name, Chu Yan's cold and hard expression was a little disintegrated, and when King Guangling caught a glimpse of the softened side face, he couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know whether to feel happy or sad for a while.Just as he wanted to speak, he suddenly heard a faint sound of breaking the air in the distance.He seemed to notice something, and before he could turn back, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and then he fell into a strong paralysis, and the blood flowing in his body quickly rushed to his feet, and King Guangling insisted on looking back.I found that Qingguo Gong was standing on the city tower not far away, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, his decrepit face was expressionless, and a pair of sharpened vicissitudes of life were full of emotion.King Guangling silently turned his head and saw that Chu Yan didn't know when he paused.Keep walking.King Guangling said lightly: Let me stay on your back for a while.Chu Yan buried his head, and the shadow completely erased the emotions on his face, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.After a long time, he slowly lifted his steps, each step was very slow and heavy, as if the instep was pressing against a jack, and the sinuous blood trailed his invisible footprints into the morning light.Chongyang, who followed behind him, slapped himself twice, secretly scolding that he shouldn't have shaken his mind just now.His eyes were red, staring at their staggering backs.50,000 soldiers to be saved.King Guangling fell on Chu Yan's shoulder and instructed: The people in the city cannot sit idly by.Chu Yan didn't say anything for a long time, and finally responded hoarsely in the silence of King Guangling's waiting.Only then did King Guangling completely put his mind at ease, and said slowly: Father is not not a fulfillment of you and that little Langzhong.Our Chu family has always been sparsely populated for generations, and in my generation, you are the only one left.When you are old, you are lonely and have no heirs, and I don't feel at ease when I look down underground.Chu Yan's throat choked, as if his heart and lungs were blocked by thousands of sad emotions, and after a long time, he whispered: He is a person who can be with me for the rest of his life.King Guangling smiled, and did not deny it, hoping so.He remembered something, and said: Your eldest brother is still in Huangzhou, although he has done something wrong, but he is also your own eldest brother, there is no need to take him back to Beijing, but you still have to take care of him, after all, he is your only relative in this world.Chu Yan nodded silently.All right.King Guangling let out a long breath, looking at the red sun rising on the horizon with nostalgia and reluctance, my father can only accompany you here, envy.If you can't let go, you can only let go, and this burden will be handed over to your shoulders in the future, and I should have a good rest.Finally, don't call me father, just like you did when you were a child, call me father.The corners of Chu Yan's eyes were slightly red, and at this moment, he finally unreservedly unloaded all his defenses against King Guangling, and shouted in a bitter voice as a son who looked up to his father.Father.King Guangling responded kindly and cheerfully as he did when he was a child, and then closed his eyes forever under the first morning light.Chongyang looked at Chu Yan, who was standing motionless in front of him, beckoned the group of ghost cavalry to stop, took off the buckled helmets with both hands, and stood in place silently.After a long time, Chu Yan's shoulders moved, looked at the oncoming dawn, and said softly and calmly and forcefully: Report to Beijing that General Dingyuan was martyred in the forty-first year of Sui Qing.On the 10th at the latest, I will return to Beijing with the good news and the body of General Dingyuan.Chapter 101 Confidant: Hey!
A flamboyant shout sounded in the sky, Jin Lan stepped on the city tower with one foot, holding the beaten manda, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and looked at Chu Yan below triumphantly, how is it?
Lao Tzu is a talker, whether this person's head is cut off or not, you will say a word!
Chu Yan was still carrying the body of King Guangling on his back, and when he heard this, he turned around silently, and when he saw the figure on the city tower that was smiling arrogantly and wantonly, he was once again refreshed by the ghost ride.Although the Xiongnu soldiers are not all settled in Fengyang City now, the Xiongnu who protect Manda in this city tower are 10,000 people, at least, and this person led more than 2,000 ghost cavalry, which was not only easily solved, but even Manda was tied up together.No wonder Fu Shiyu was only willing to let half of the people out in his last life, these ghost cavalry were really too evil and difficult to control, if they were provoked, I am afraid it would cause a huge and difficult sensation in the world.But why would he rest assured that he would hand over Jin Lan to himself Chu Yan couldn't figure out his thoughts, since he was the prince's person, he should give it to the prince.Either he was confident enough to think that he couldn't win the crown prince with five thousand ghost cavalry, or he was worried about his safety.Compared with the former, Chu Yan naturally chose to believe in the latter.Let go of my big brother!
Hada, who was standing on the tower on the other side, saw that all the soldiers in the tower had been tied up, and his heart was shocked and angry, and he shouted, "Who are you?"
Hearing someone speak, Jin Lan lifted the tall Manda and turned sideways with a puzzled expression.There was some relief in his hand, and Manda, who was already hanging from the bottom of his feet, almost slipped off the roof of the castle tower, but fortunately he was pulled up again by Jin Lan, who reacted very quickly.The two brothers were frightened by this tragic accident, and their hearts were half cold.Manda's face turned pale, obviously not recovering from the brink of life and death, and Hada on the other side stumbled and scolded: You fucking let go of my eldest brother!
Otherwise, Lao Tzu will fight hard with you!
Jin Lan raised her eyebrows and said disdainfully: With you stupid big man, I can solve you with one hand.You!
Hada was furious and wanted to launch an offensive, but his eldest brother was still in the hands of this child, so he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only stand in place with an aggrieved face.Jin Lan saw that Chu Yan below didn't speak, thinking that he hadn't heard, and asked loudly again, Hey!
Did you hear that?
If you want to kill him, I want to kill you and give me a letter, if you want him to die, I'll let him go now!
Hada shouted in tears: "You dare!
Jin Lan turned a deaf ear, still staring at Chu Yan's immobile figure below.Manda's teeth fell out of the beaten mouth, and a mouth was full of blood, and her speech was a little leaky.He sneered vaguely and said: If you want to lose it, you can lose it, I can still be afraid of you, a yellow-haired child.I'm dead and my brother, he can also beat you Daqing kneeling and begging for mercy!
When Jin Lan heard this, she really didn't hesitate to put Manda outside the city tower, and seeing that she was about to throw it down, Hada suddenly screamed in horror: No!
No!
We withdraw our troops, we withdraw now!
A fine light shot out of Manda's swollen eyes, and he said angrily: Hada!
Hada didn't seem to hear it, and his eyes were red and he said, "I can't die!"
Big brother can't die!
Jin Lan was too lazy to listen to their brother acting in this bitter love play, looked at Chu Yan impatiently, and asked: Have you decided on it!
Chu Yan's chin and side neck were still stained with blood, and a pair of fierce eyes like a falcon released an undisguised chill.Keep it.He raised his eyes to look at Hada on the city tower, obviously in a low place, but he stood up and looked at the pride of the world.You don't have to withdraw your troops and continue your attack.Everyone who said this sentence was stunned, and even Manda thought that this person was probably overthinking and had something wrong with his brain.Chu Yan didn't seem to understand what they were thinking, or he was too lazy to guess, so he just said: But the route is up to me.What do you mean?
Hada couldn't help but ask.Chu Yan said lightly: Out of Fengyang City, you go directly south, and if nothing happens, you will bump into the soldiers of Daqing at Qin Customs.Hada still looked puzzled, and then what?
Chu Yan looked indifferent, and spit out a word lightly.Beat.Chongyang glanced at the King of Guangling behind Chu Yan, and was a little worried that the general would be so angry that he would come back from the underworld.The corners of Hada's mouth twitched and asked, "It's over after fighting?"
Three days later, I will lead the ghost cavalry to appear, you can withdraw your troops at that time, and I will send people back to the Huns' military camp.As soon as these words came out, everyone inevitably felt embarrassed.This kind of trick has always been the most despicable on the battlefield, and even Jin Lan, who was dragging Manda, had a stiff expression, and said speechlessly: You are too yin.What's the point of winning without a fight.Chu Yan's face was indifferent, and he said indifferently: Do as I say.Jin Lan rolled her eyes, yes.After saying that, he picked Manda back again, threw it on the ground, and crushed his leather boots on Manda's face, and his tone was like a frivolous movement, with a thick mockery, and left you for a few days.Manda was humiliated, her red eyes seemed to eat people, and she glared at him, I will pay you back these words!
Chu Yan went up to the city tower, and Qing Guogong had already been tied to him, his face was not afraid, but on the contrary, he was relieved of everything.originally thought that he would be tortured to death, but he never thought that Chu Yan would directly put the sword on his neck.Qing Guogong's face was a little complicated, and he frowned and asked: Are you pitying the old man?
Think too much.Chu Yan's words were full of ice, and the whole person seemed to be exuding a cold aura, with my temperament, you will be cut by a thousand knives, peeled and cramped, but my father asked me to give you a good time when I was dying.Qing Guogong, who heard this, was stunned, and after understanding, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, and sighed: He's a person, there's nothing wrong with him anywhere, the only thing missing is that this heart is not ruthless enough, so he will definitely not be able to catch up with you in the future.He coughed heavily twice, and said in a difficult tone: The emperor is ruthless, the imperial power is difficult to grasp, and loyalty and courage are the cheapest four words in the Jinluan Palace.Even if King Guangling hadn't died here, he would have been condemned by the court if he went back, but it was better to die at his own hands now.martyrdom, Rong Ma for a lifetime, glorifying his ancestors, can be regarded as his greatest wish.But he must not be able to say this, so let him carry this eternal secret and be buried forever in the infamy of the ages.This is what he deserves, and at the same time, he should repay the friendship of King Guangling.If I can meet King Guangling in the Yama Palace this time, I can finally have a good drink with him without any worries!
After speaking, Qing Guogong slowly closed his eyes, exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and said calmly: Let's do it.Chu Yan didn't hesitate at all, the sharp blade cut off Qing Guogong's neck horizontally, and the scorching blood splattered in the air, and then a head with a serene expression slowly rolled at his feet.Chongyang looked at the corpse of Qing Guogong on the ground, and said with some hesitation: Do you need to report Guogong's treason together?
Not necessarily.Chu Yan said coldly: Guogong died of the epidemic, it is not suitable to return to Beijing, and he is buried in the border.After saying that, he stopped looking at the corpse on the ground, turned around and strode down the tower.Chongyang stared at his back as he drifted away, and muttered in a low voice, isn't this still soft-hearted.* The official document reported by the prince of Guangling was rushed by the people of the post station for 800 miles, and it was delivered to the Jinluan Hall in less than three days.In the early days of the last dynasty, the crown prince of the prison state was discussing this matter with his ministers.King Guangling's status is noble, he is still a cousin with His Majesty, and he has made countless military achievements, so it is not an exaggeration to say that the whole country will mourn together, but it is at the embarrassing level of losing the battle.The commander of the forbidden army standing on the left strode out and saluted: Your Highness, Weichen thinks that King Guangling has been loyal to Daqing for many years when he was alive, and he should do it in a big way.Your Highness may not.Zhongshu ordered the minister to step forward and said: This time the Xiongnu attacked, the border suffered heavy losses, and His Royal Highness did not convict King Guangling, which can be regarded as an open net, so how can it be talked about on a big deal?
In addition, Yangzhou had built a canal before, and the treasury was emptyBefore he finished speaking, another minister unceremoniously interjected: King Guangling has been guarding the border for more than 30 years, how can he be convicted for a small mistake.Minor faults?
Ridiculous!
More than a dozen cities on the border have fallen, and the people have suffered heavy casualties, and you have been called a small mistake!
In the decision-making of major matters, the opinions of the ministers of civil and military affairs have never been unified for thousands of years, and they are all divided into two distinct camps.All kinds of different voices mixed in the court, like chirping sparrows.Feng Changxing was so troubled by their quarrel that he raised his hand, and simply asked the chief eunuch to retire from the dynasty and discuss it again in the future.After the next court, Feng Changxing did not return to the palace, but went to Fu Shiyu's courtyard.The place where he lives is a bit remote, Feng Changxing originally planned to give Fu Shiyu a half-official position, but Fu Shiyu refused, living in the courtyard and rarely seeing people on weekdays.When Feng Changxing entered, Fu Shiyu was sitting in the courtyard, lazily flipping through miscellaneous books.In ancient times, reading books was his favorite pleasure.After all, he is an outsider, his painting skills are rough, he can't write poetry, and he just reads some group books or listens to some small songs in his spare time on weekdays.Taifu.Feng Changxing called, walked to Fu Shiyu and sat down, saw that he was thinly dressed, and said worriedly: The sky is getting cold, I asked Xiao Chunzi to add new clothes to His Royal Highness a few days ago, why didn't Taifu wear them?
Earlier.Fu Shiyu turned the page and said softly: But what happened?
Seeing that he guessed, Feng Changxing also sold Guanzi, and said truthfully: The prince of Guangling is gone.Fu Shiyu's hand flipping through the book paused, and his eyes were a little lost.Feng Changxing didn't notice his abnormality, and said to himself: Because of the funeral of King Guangling, the ministers quarreled in the early dynasty.I was a little undecided, and I wanted to ask the master for his opinion.Fu Shiyu's expression had returned to normal, and he said slowly: Your Highness has already made a decision in his heart, so why do you bother to ask me again.But Feng Changxing is a little embarrassed: King Guangling has indeed made countless military exploits for Daqing, if I do this, will it be too ruthless?
Fu Shiyu closed the book, His Royal Highness's decision is not something I can talk about.However, if His Royal Highness wants to become a generation of Ming Jun, it is best not to let the generals chill.The people are the roots, the Wenchen is the pen, and the military generals are Mucang, and the three are indispensable.Feng Changxing thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, Taifu was right!
The most important thing in King Guangling's funeral should be mourned by the whole country, but I am confused.