MTL - Emperor’s Conquest-Chapter 38 Say goodbye

After crossing the river, the Nanzheng Army stepped forward, attacked from the two sides of the water and land, and annihilated the forces of the southern clan one by one. The main force of the rebels was forced to retreat north of Yizhou, and the army surrounded them before and after. There was no escape route to escape. In desperation, the insurgents of each rebellion, and the capricious King of Jin'an, never faced the battle with the imperial court in an attempt to seize Zilu, in order to offer Xiao Mei a surrender in order to protect his glory. During the civil strife, King Jin'an attacked the palace by night, killing Zi Lu by surprise. Under the guard of a group of dead men, Zilu fled alone, rushed to the army of Chenghui Wang, and rushed the army to counterattack.

The two armies fought fiercely one day and one night. King Jin'an was good at plotting, but he was defeated by Wang Xiaoyong, who was defeated in front of the battlefield. He was killed in front of the battlefield, and the rebels were in chaos. In order to keep the army from falling, the Jiangnan clan headed by King Jianzhang had to hurriedly push Zilu to the throne, build a high platform in Yizhou, rush to the altar to sacrifice the sky, and become the emperor from the south of Fengzilu.

The news came, Manchu Wenwu was indignant. Zilu became the emperor, and finally took the crime of usurpation into account. Xiao Yan only waited for this opportunity to wipe out the Jiangnan clan in one fell swoop.

On the next day, a written statement announced that the kings of the South of the Yangtze River supported the rebels to usurp the throne, and the crime was unpardoned. He ordered the South Army to immediately rebel, rebel against the party's chief evil, and related offenders. No matter what the title was, they should not be condoned.

In the late spring and early summer, the afternoon was already a little stuffy, and the bamboo curtain of Xiang Fei was half dangling, separating the scorching sunlight outside, and sifting light and shadow under the screen, all sprinkled on the book case.

I held the fan fan and leaned on Xiao Yan's side, while gently shaking the fan for him, he looked at his memorials. It was another good news for the southern rebels. The remnant of King Fengyuan was pursued to Xichuan, and most of them returned and the rest were wiped out. Xiao Zhe closed the book, showing a smile, but the horns were slightly sweaty. The overall situation in the south has been set, and the defeat of the soldiers is only sooner or later.

I don't remember the lonely, cowardly boy. Among the three princes, Zi Long was foolish and submissive, but Zi He surrendered, but he escaped from the imperial city on the day of the palace change, and went south to resist. Even I didn't expect it, and it was he who insisted on the royal pride and courage in the end. Had he not been born in this troubled world, he might have become a learned prince, not the villainous thief who is now being cast aside. He and Ziyi bleed the same blood, when his head was chopped off by a sharp blade and sent to the coach's account, facing his own uncle's hands and feet, would he stare? The blood-stained daughter-in-law, who is as good as a white jade-free daughter-in-law, has to walk through the **** sea corpse mountain to the cruelest end point, and take off his brother's head to end the war .

Obviously it was the early summer afternoon, but there was a cool feeling through.

The more chaos, the more I cherish ... I sighed silently, withdrew my thoughts, and took out Sipa to wipe off the sweat from Xiao Yan. He looked up at me and smiled, focusing on the memorial.

"Just take a break, I can't finish all these discounts for a while." I persuade him softly.

"It's all important, it can't be delayed." He didn't lift his head, and the stack of thick folds on his hands were like hills.

I smiled helplessly, put the fan in hand, and fetched a few books by hand. Recently, news reports frequently reported that 100,000 troops detoured the western Xinjiang, passed the business travel trail, crossed the quicksand desert, and raided the Turkic King City from behind, like a sharp knife, straight into the Turkic confidant. The Turkic king could not be attacked for a long time, and he was trapped by the enemy both inside and outside, and his morale had collapsed. However, our army has sufficient support, and General Bianguan has been ordered to only defend and not attack. He has been fighting hard and is constantly on the table to fight-half of this chorus is to fight. I looked at it and smiled.

"What's so happy to see?" Xiao Yan paused his pen, looked up, and took me to his lap. I showed him a few copies of the requested play, and he smiled, "The time is not up, but it is almost there."

On that huge map, a vast expanse of wasteland will ignite a fierce battle. Prince of the law, He Lanzhen ... After this battle, will we be enemies or friends? I looked at the map, and for a while, my mood was ups and downs, and I could not distinguish between joy and sorrow.

"The war in the south is about to end, Zi Zi is about to return to Beijing." Xiao Xie smiled suddenly, "Now that Su is expelled, the uncle has no official room yet, and it is still necessary to register for him as soon as possible."

Jin Er will spend the rest of her life under the ancient lantern, and this is the greatest compassion I can give her. Maybe knocking into the empty door is also a relief to her. It was only Abao's stay, but it became my biggest problem-she was always a serious problem in the palace, but she could no longer follow her mother, and Ziyi was too busy taking care of the child. For a while, I couldn't think of the best of both worlds. She could only stay in the palace for eye diseases temporarily.

Xiao Yan didn't care about Jin'er's affairs, only felt that the child was very innocent, and told me to pay attention to it.

However, the concubine's daughter-in-law was brought up by Xiao Kun personally, and I also knew his heart ... He still cared after all. Perhaps only after the concubine married his wife, he could dispel his doubts. Ziyu has banned the emperor's tomb for many years, and even mistakenly married and marry him. Even Jiner is gone now, and he really needs a woman to take care of him. It's just that Xiao Qiao's so-called proper person is nothing more than a woman in the army or other confidant family.

"The son-in-law returned to the dynasty. If I can choose a good woman again, it will naturally be a joy, but it is not easy to choose a suitable woman in the court for a while." Said, "I'm not in a hurry these two days anyway, so some pretty girls are dazzling and always take time." My mouth was so grinning, but my heart was sour for no reason.

The ears were hot, but Xiao Chan's fingers touched me, "Is it hot, see you sweat ..."

He didn't wait for me to answer, so he pulled away my neckline, exposing slightly sweaty skin. I looked down, and for a while did not dare to stare at him, trying to dispel the sparse shadow in my heart. Xiao Zheng no longer asked, as if the topic of eloquence had not been mentioned, and I didn't know when to untie my robe and toss it aside.

"Don't make trouble!" I exclaimed, dodging his unruly hands.

"I'm sweating ..." He laughed so rudely that he couldn't help but hug me horizontally. "It's better to let me wait for the princess to bathe."

The water in the orchid soup pond is misty, and the petals of the white lotus are floating in the middle. The fragrance is striking and soaking in this pool of water, it is half wanting to move.

I lazily leaned against the warm stone wall, opened my mouth half-opened, and waited for him to peel the grapes and feed them into my mouth.

A drop of water dangled from his thick black flying eyebrows, the half-wet bun was loose and loose, and the water was misty, don't have a romantic and romantic charm ... He looked at me with a smile and peeled one Grape, handed it in carelessly, but retracted my hand the moment I opened my mouth. I am a bit of a toe, and by the force of the water waves, I glide out like a fish, entangled him both into a splash of water. I laughed with his embarrassing look, forgot to dodge, and the laughter didn't stop, but was caught by his detective ... One room, the spring is infinite, and the lazy late afternoon, the time flows quietly. .

The victory of the South Expedition will be decided. In order to stimulate the hearts of the soldiers, the court will reward him—Jin Zizheng is the wise king, Song Huaien is the general, Hu Guanglie is the martial arts officer, and the rest of the soldiers are advanced.

Zi Zi has been leading the emperor's imaginary title. He used to live in the palace as a prince, but now with the king, he has to open a separate house as usual.

Shang Sisi chose several long-abandoned Gongyuan newspapers in the suburbs of Beijing, and planned to select one of them to be renovated to become the King's Mansion. However, to everyone ’s surprise, Xiao Xuan ordered that the most exquisite and luxurious royal pavilion outside the palace, "Xuanyuan", be given to Ziyu as a government house, renovated, renovated, and exquisitely magnificent. The princes of the kings of Jingzhong were stunned.

At first everyone thought that Xiao Xie's push of his son into battle was bound to kill him with a knife, which caused him to die in front of him and to suffer from it. It's a pity that they both downplayed Xiao Xiao's mind and methods.

Xiao Gang's iron arm calmed the Jiangnan rebels. Although he completely eliminated the last forces in the clan, he could not break with the entire royal family. Regardless of whether he is in the middle of Beijing or Jiangnan, the protagonists of the Princes and wives have inseparable forces, and they can't stop killing them. Once the political stability of the DPRK, the rule of the country, and the stability of the people's hearts, they must rely on their strength. At this moment, Xiao Xuan's superiority to his son-in-law is tantamount to serving a family of peace and confidence.

Since the wind came from the palace, it was necessary to select beautiful ladies in the family to be set up as princesses of conscience, and at the moment, there was a lot of controversy, and the major families were watching and speculating.

Standing in front of the long-closed Puyuan gate, I stopped for a long time.

This royal palace garden was handed by a generation of famous craftsmen, backed by the Purple Mountain, pillowed on the Cuiwei Lake, facing Miyagi far away, and taking advantage of the wind.

Many years ago, this name was not originally used until Emperor Chengzong gave it to his son-in-law's mother, Xie Guifei, who crowned the harem, because she had a character in her boudoir, and she changed her name to Liyuan. Xie Guifei is sexually quiet, frail and ill, and has never been used to living in the palace. That year, due to the acquiescence of Emperor Chengzong, he moved here to rest and did not return to the palace to greet him for many days. This offended his aunt and caused a great uproar. After that, she returned to the palace in depression, and died within half a year. From then on, the sloppy wind of the Yuan Garden, the days of the Cardinal Cardamom and the green shirts gradually drifted away.

A slight pain in my heart, which touched the small past, seems to have passed away.

"Prince." A Yue's soft voice awakened me. Standing on the newly refurbished jade steps, I looked up and stared at the magnificent three-character "Xianwangfu" on the golden dragon plaque. I turned back and smiled at the women who were behind me. "It took a lot of thoughts, and the King's Mansion finally came to an end. Today, I specially invited you to come and enjoy the garden together, and to see how the famous handicraftsman created today, compared to that year." Compliment and praise, go all the way, and sure enough, everywhere, show the wonderful ingenuity, people are amazed.

The scenes that were familiar in the past are greeted by every scene, and every time I pass by, it seems that time has fallen back. This was once the place where Xie Guifei lived, and now returning to her hometown can only be regarded as a point of comfort.

I bowed my head silently, and my heart was dark for a while. But after listening to the crisp laughter behind him, he turned around and saw a red-sleeved green coat among the accompanying female dependents, and several young and lively girls grinned for themselves. Mrs. Ying Anhou looked along my eyes and laughed, "My daughter's house is always so playful, and I ask the princess to forgive me." I smiled, but didn't say much. These girls are candidates for the princess, and today they are also specially invited to enjoy the garden. After walking for a while, I was gradually getting tired. A Yue saw he was busy. "The waterside is cool in front. The princess and the ladies might as well take a break. It is also a pleasure to enjoy the cold and enjoy the lotus." I nodded and took everyone into the waterside.

In the early summer, the shade is cool, the breeze is learning, the water chestnut laughs, and the clothes are fragrant. Famous ladies, Wang Houqianjin, one wins one, Nao Jiaoyan, looking at it, how can one be confused.

Once upon a time, I was so carefree.

A breeze lifted the hair from my ears, and I raised my hand to brush it away. I inadvertently saw a woman in a lilac dress standing alone against the railing, and the weak figure was sparse in this splendid bush.

The woman in purple was standing beside the trunk, looking at the white apples in bloom in the pool, her expression was distant, and she was fascinated. I stared at the figure of Yan Ting. For some reason, since I first met her at the Lantern Festival Banquet, I felt vaguely familiar, and had never seen it before, but it seemed like an old man. My heart moved slightly, stepping behind her, smiling quietly, "Do you like this Bai Ping?"

Gu Caiwei looked back in surprise, and hurriedly bowed. I smiled and said, "The South Mizusawa spends most of this time. At this time, it must be blooming everywhere, the most elegant."

"Yes, the southern scenery is pleasant and very desirable." Gu Caiwei bowed her head, her voice soft, but her cheeks smiled deeply. I glanced at her calmly, and turned to look at a pool of Bai Ping, chanting, "Deng Bai Ping looked away, and Xi Xi Zhang." Gu Caiwei suddenly flushed cheeks, bit her lips, and said No hair. How can I not see the mind of this daughter's family, she is a real thinker and thinks of my brother who is far away in Jiangnan.

It is a pity that in this world marriage, there are several others wishing her—this acacia, I am afraid that it will be empty. Regardless of his elder brother's position in the court, he is destined not to marry a woman who has not fallen into the court; even if he left the court, his brother would have no intention to marry again. A period of grievances with You that year, after a lapse of years, he never let go. It's a pity that things are so confusing that everyone just passed by with the original nostalgia.

Gu Caiwei bowed her head and shyly. I couldn't bear to look at her again, and sighed, "Although Pinghua is beautiful, after all, it is better to cherish everything than to be empty." She looked up and looked at me wryly, a pair of flowing waves. Instantly darkened, as if the stars were obscured by the clouds. In the end, I was a smart woman with snow and ice. My heart was a little sour. I patted her arm, and my heart felt more pity.

Except Gu Caiwei, none of the other famous ladies showed me eye-catching, but she had her own heart.

I put the list in my hand and decided to be fascinated by a bright candle-maybe Zi Zi is too perfect in my heart, Jiao Jiao is like heaven and the moon, and no one can match in the eyes of the earth; or maybe I am too selfish and stubborn Guarding the feeling that is no longer mine, I can't bear to let others share it. Ask myself, I am not indifferent to Jin Er's actions.

Thinking of Jin'er, but also thinking of Abao's eye disease, there was no improvement, more and more upset. I got up and walked to the door, and when it was dark, Ayue urged again, "The princess still has dinner first. The prince is still discussing the matter, and he won't return to the house for a while. This has to wait until sometime."

But I had no appetite, and I was inexplicably upset. I simply backed away from the left and right maids, leaned back to the Jincha alone, and looked at it with a book. Unconsciously, the sleepiness struck, faintly floating in the clouds, surrounded by fog, I don't know where I am. Gu Pan, I suddenly saw my mother, a feather-dressed dress, Minghua noble. She smiled at me with a calm, high-minded look, and she had nostalgia for it. I opened my mouth to call her, but I couldn't make a sound. Suddenly, the mother fluttered in her clothes and flew in the air, so she flew away. "Mother!" I yelled, and suddenly woke up. The curtains dangled in front of me, and the veil was partially covered, and I did not know when I lay on the bed.

The bed veil was lifted, Xiao Yan rushed over, "What's wrong, I just slept well."

"I dream of my mother ..." I just felt lost, but I couldn't tell what it was like in my heart. The dream just came to me.

"I miss your mother, and I will go to Ci'an Temple to see her tomorrow." Xiao Yan took the bedside robe and put it on me, and then leaned over to put on shoes for me, "I just saw that you fell asleep and did not wake you up, It ’s time to sleep and be hungry now? ”He hugged me out of bed and called for food. I lazily nestled in his arms and looked at him side by side. It seemed as if I hadn't seen him look so happy for a long time. "What's so happy?"

He smiled slightly and wrote lightly, "Today captures Hu Lan."

King Turan ’s favorite Prince Turan, known as Turk ’s first warrior, is also He Lanzhen ’s most feared opponent.

The capture of Hulan this time was like breaking an arm of the Turkic king, and the shock to the Turkic army was so great that the morale of the blow was natural. What's more important, however, was that Hu Lan's capture was the most powerful chip to restrain He Lanzhen. Hu Lan didn't die one day, even if He Lanzhen was on the throne, he couldn't be relieved. In case He Lanzhen turns his face and destroys his promise, we can also turn around and form an alliance with Hulan and place him in the state of suffering from the enemy.

——Jiu Ji In Ningshuo, Xiao Yan and Hu Lan joined forces to push He Lanzhen to despair, but he let He Lan pass by, making him return to Turkic, and became the most powerful **** that threatened Hu Lan. At this point, I have to sigh Xiao Xiao's foresight and lament that there is no permanent ally and no permanent enemy in this world.

Such a good news is very exciting. I ca n’t even use dinner, and I am entangled in the details of Xiao Qiao ’s capture of Hulan.

General Jian Wu Xu Jingzhang led three thousand soldiers into battle, using flesh as a bait, and fighting for his life, tempting the eight thousand irons led by Prince Hu Lan to chase all the way, fighting and retreating all the way, all the enemy troops were seduced into Xunzi. The 3,000 crossbowmen waiting here suddenly launched an ambush, and the two thousand heavy armored infantrymen intercepted the enemy's backup and blocked the Turks in the valley. Xu Jingzhang led his way back, the striker Tieqi was killed like a thunder and went straight to the enemy's confidant. The heavy armored soldiers in the rear all abandoned their armor with white blades, and each axe entered the enemy's array, giving them a headache. Xunzi was killed in the battle from noon to dusk. Xu Jinghui was seriously injured in eight places. His majesty killed and injured more than two thousand. Nearly half of the eight thousand Turkic cavalry were slaughtered. The prince Hulan and Xu Jinghui battled and were cut off and injured. He was arrested when he fell into a horse.

The rest of the Turkic soldiers saw that the situation had gone, and they abandoned their weapons and surrendered. Only a small team of less than a thousand people escaped and ran straight to the army newspaper.

The discolored scene of the blood slaughter, Rao is a faint whistleblower, and it is enough to thrill and make the listener tremble. Thinking about the situation at that time, I was holding my breath, I felt cold and sweaty in my palms, and breathed a long breath. "This Xu Jinglian is really a god-man, with eight serious injuries and the ability to cut off the enemy!"

Xiao Xie laughed, "Such a tiger, under my Majesty, Xu Jingzhen alone!"

The clear moonlight outside the window reflected the arrogance of his face, his resolute side face as if a layer of frost on the cage, and the golden dragon on the dragon's robe seemed to jump into the sky at any time, beating people. I was deluded by Kasama, and it seemed that I was back at the outer border of Cangsu. I used to look at Zhuang Mu Yongrong in Chaotang, and I was used to the lingering entanglement in the Yanluo account. I almost forgot the shock of the year, and the people in front of me. I actually stepped through the sea of ​​sword and blood, and went through the **** of Shura. Stepping on the mountains and rivers, step by step on this nine-level heavenly **** of killing.

There was no dream overnight, but I woke up from the haze several times, always feeling restless.

It wasn't until sleepy that it was getting bright. As soon as he closed his eyes, he suddenly struck Wuchang.

Suddenly I heard the steps outside in a hurry, and the housekeeper on the outside fluttered to his knees and trembled his throat. "Prince Qiuzao, come from Ci'an Temple--"

I was taken aback, choking my heart inexplicably, and I couldn't speak too late. Xiao Yan had already raised the curtain and sat up, "What's up at Ci'an Temple?"

"At midnight last night, Princess Jin Minchang died."

My mother went very peacefully, and even Aunt Xu, who lived in the outhouse, didn't hear anything.

She went quietly like this, in plain clothes and socks, not stained with dust, lying on the sandalwood Zen bed, her eyes calmed, as if she were just taking a nap in the middle of the day, an inadvertent gesture would wake her up.

"The princess never slept so late, and she stood in the court for a long while at night, looking south and was fascinated, and returned to the room to read the scriptures for half a night. Slave urged her to go to bed, but she said she would read the scriptures nine times to Xiaojun The Lord prays, and it wo n’t work again. "Aunt Xu, holding her mother's beads, shed tears." Princess, she knew she was going. "

I sat silently next to my mother, stretched out my hands to smooth a shallow fold in her horns, lest my hands and feet were too heavy, which disturbed her sleep.

The vicissitudes of life have faded the appearance of the former national beauty and heavenly incense, accumulated into a clear glory, like a jade, revealing everyone around.

The mother is a true golden branch and jade leaf. She can only live in the splendid Langyuan. Eternal life must not be contaminated by dirt, nor can she bear half the weight and darkness. Maybe she is really a fairy who has fallen into the dust of the world, and now she has finally got rid of her dust and returned to the world; maybe only in the clean and dust-free place, no grievances and sorrows, is her final destination.

I stared silently at my mother's holy sleeping face, reluctant to look away, and reluctant to leave her. The memories of childhood are different, and the mother smiled, whispered, and chanted, as if before her eyes. When she was there, I was always afraid of her embarrassment. I always felt that everything was entangled, and I didn't have time and energy to accompany her. My mother never complains, even if she is looking forward to us penetratingly, she is just watching in the distance silently, always understanding our difficulties. I know that she still wants me to accompany her to Tangquan Palace, that she wants to visit the tombs of the ancestors, and that she wants to see her brother's children from time to time ... I know all this, but I always delay in endless harassment In the past, I always felt that these were not important matters. My mother would wait anyway. She was waiting behind me at any time ... I never thought that one day she would suddenly let go and not even give me a chance to regret it.

Dress and dress for her personally, comb her hair ... My mother did all this for me when I was young, but I was the last one to wait for her. Holding the jade comb, my hand trembled so that I could not lift it, and a jade pendant could not be inserted into her bun for a long time. Aunt Xu has long been crying, and there is a cry around me, except that I want to cry without tears, and my heart is empty.

The bells rang in Ci'an Temple, the sun shined brightly in summer, and the sky was white.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind is endless.

I stood under the bodhi tree and looked up to see the breeze passing by, the wood leaves swaying for a long time.

Suddenly, the overwhelming bitterness and loneliness wiped me out.

A Yue whispered in a whisper that Xiao Xiao had arrived at the main hall, and the women who had come to pay tribute to the concubine were approaching Shanmen. I turned back and saw her eyes swollen and swollen. She silently presented her with a spar to make me clean my face. The sadness of sadness was not as explicit as others crying, and it became more and more sincere. Touched in my heart, she shook her shaved hand and asked her to accompany Aunt Xu, who was overly sad.

My eyes crossed her shoulders, and saw the end of the promenade, with Xiao Xuan wearing a crown and striding forward, Wei An's figure seemed to block the scorching sun behind him.

Suddenly, I just feel that my strength is gone, my feet are weak, and I can no longer support them. He drew me into his arms without saying a word, and tightened tightly.

My father disappeared, my mother gave up, and my son-in-law finally became a stranger ... Now besides my brother, I still have only one Xiao Xiao, a loved one, and only he is by my side, supporting each other, and making this long End of life.

Tears finally burst into the dyke, and I exhausted my energy to embrace him, like the only driftwood when drowning.