After Xu Qian was slightly stunned, his eyes suddenly became sharp. He stared at the middle-aged official and said in a deep voice: This joke is not funny.
That sentence sounded to his ears, as if he was saying: Your father is dead.
If it weren't for understanding the character of the King of Kings, Xu Qi'an even thought that the King of Kings was deliberately provoking him, but it was because he knew that the King of Kings would not do that that he became more angry, more confused, and more gloomy.
The middle-aged official lowered his head slightly, his voice was low, and he said in a muffled manner:
Mr. Wei died in Jingshan City, the chief of the Witch God Sect. The army of 100,000 was withdrawn, and only more than 16,000 people were withdrawn... Eight hundred miles in a hurry, and he just arrived tonight.
After saying that, he received no response for a long time. The middle-aged official looked up and saw a pale face.
Your Majesty and the Dukes will definitely discuss this matter when they meet today. The subsequent Tangbao will also arrive in Beijing one after another... The words have been brought, so I will leave first.
After bowing, he turned around and left.
……
squeak……
When Zhong Li heard the sound of the door pushing open, she raised her head in a daze and looked at it. Seeing that Xu Qi'an was back, she continued to sleep with confidence.
Senior Sister Zhong pays great attention to her own sleep, which has nothing to do with aging if a woman lacks sleep. The main reason is that if she lacks sleep, it may lead to some sudden diseases, such as myocardial infarction, sudden death, etc.
In that case, life and death are only in a moment, and Si Tianjian's magic medicine may not have to be taken in time.
Of course, this situation is a minority, but Senior Sister Zhong is experienced and knows how to protect herself, so she will not put herself in such a dangerous situation.
It was dawn soon. Zhong Li woke up regularly after taking a nap. She sat up lazyly, stretched her mature body, and suddenly she was stunned...
Next to the desk, there was a figure sitting, quiet like a sculpture that has existed since ancient times.
He has been sitting there since he returned to his room!Zhong Li suddenly realized, she observed carefully, his expression was so lonely and so quiet.
Like a traveler wandering in a foreign land.
……
The court at this time is the Golden Palace.
The civil and military officials passed through the Meridian Gate in a calm atmosphere, crossed the Jinshui Bridge, and stopped in a position that matched their official positions.
The dukes walked past the Danbi and entered the magnificent and gorgeous Golden Palace.
Today's court meeting was a bit late. Because there was a temporary emergency, it was almost dawn, and the palace notified the officials of the capital to attend court one by one. They were not allowed to take leave under any excuses, including being sick. As long as they were not dead, they had to be carried into the palace.
It must have happened to something big!
The officials in Beijing were all old people and immediately realized that the situation was urgent.
The dukes entered the Golden Palace in an orderly manner, arranged neatly, silently. At this time, the King's Shoufu slowly turned his head and looked at the left side. There was no one there, and there should have been a blue-robed dress.
It was the first time since Wei Yuan went to war that he made such an action.
Some keen officials thoughtful.
A quarter of an hour later, Emperor Jing of Yuan came in from the back of the hall. He no longer wore a Taoist robe, but a bright yellow dragon robe.
The moment he saw Emperor Jing of Yuan, all the dukes were stunned. The old emperor with black hair resurrection and a rosy complexion and success in practicing Taoism was like an old man who had just suffered a major blow in his life.
His eyes were filled with grief and dullness, his skin was dry and lacked luster, and he was particularly haggard.
This... the pupils shrank.
The old eunuch took the time to come out and said loudly: If you have something to do, you will report.
After the words came, Wang Shoufu stepped out of the line and said in a deep voice:
Your Majesty, urgent reports came from the Northeast. Wei Yuan led his army deep into the enemy's abdomen, captured the Wushen Cult, sacrificed his life for the country, and withdrew only more than 16,000 troops...
Inside the hall were dull and stiff faces. A few seconds later, the Golden Palace was boiling, and the uproar exploded instantly.
quiet!
The old eunuch waved his whip and whipped the smooth ground, with a loud bang.
But he could not suppress the noise of the lords.
Just like the King and the Prime Minister lost their composure when they heard the bad news, the same is true for all the masters. Some things are not calm, but they can really calm down.
The 100,000 troops were almost completely damaged, which was undoubtedly a blow, and even shook the foundation of Dafeng.
The reason why the hearts of all the people were shaken and collectively lost their composure was that the great Fengtian military god, the sacrifice of the Qingyi.
Although Wei Yuan's political enemies always shouted: Please kill this fang's head.
But in fact, no matter whether they are willing or not, in the hearts of all the public, including political enemies like the royal party, they all admit that Wei Yuan is actually the pillar of Dafeng's country.
Although King Huai is a third-rank martial artist, he can guard the area. He is still a little short of trying to support the Dafeng Mountain.
Only Wei Yuan, the God of the Great Feng army who won the Shanhaiguan Battle, is the person who truly made the major forces in Jiuzhou afraid, because twenty years ago, they were beaten and scared.
The blow hurts.
King of Zhenbei?At that time, it was just a green leaf beside Wei Yuan, barely confronting him.
Now, that real pillar of the country has fallen...
The masters instinctively did not believe this fact, but the 800-mile-rush military report was established in the country for 600 years, and never made any mistakes.After all, this is a serious crime to be beheaded and no mistakes can be allowed.
Emperor Jing of Yuan looked at this scene silently, with no joy or sorrow.
After waiting for a long time, until the noise in the hall subsided, he said with a sad expression: What should I do about this?
It was still the response of the Shoufu Wang, and his tone was tough and loud:
I think that the troops of each state should be mobilized to use the national troops to march to the northeast, unite with the demon barbarians, and defeat the Witch and God Sect in one fell swoop.
Emperor Jing of Yuan sighed: Dafeng has lost nearly 100,000 people, they are all my people, my children, Wang Aiqing, how can you let me bear to start the war?
His Majesty!
Wang Shoufu raised his voice and said excitedly:
According to the Tang newspaper, Wei Yuan had captured Jingshan City, and the Witch God Sect suffered heavy losses, and the masters of the headquarters lost nearly 70%.Yan Kingdom was drilled through the hinterland by a large army and the troops were at the city. Now those difficult cities have been defeated by Wei Yuan.
Jingguo fought in the north for several months, and suffered heavy losses, and was restrained by the northern monsters.Currently, only Kang Guo has been preserved intact.At this time, another fight will be fought. Within a hundred years, Dafeng's descendants will no longer have any trouble with the Witch God Sect.
His suggestions won the approval of some nobles and military generals.
Wei Yuan fought over the national strength of the Witch God Sect, captured the main hall, and hindered the Dafeng army from passing the dangerous obstacles.This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Wang Aiqing...
Emperor Jing of Yuan waved his hand and said earnestly: The army is invincible.
Wang Shoufu looked at the emperor who was on the dragon throne, opened his mouth and retreated sadly.
With his retreat, the wheel of history turned in another direction.
When people from later generations reviewed this history, they analyzed the national strength of Dafeng and the Witch God Cult, and compared the losses of both sides, and agreed that if Dafeng at this time could make up his mind to fight for the national strength of the next ten years, they would go to the Witch God Cult.
Then the Witch God Sect, a behemoth that has dominated the 60,000 miles northeast for thousands of years, will collapse and it will be difficult to take off any momentum.
Countless people from later generations sighed.
As for the Qing-clad military god who sacrificed his life in Jingshan City, the evaluation in the history books is: he continued his breath for the Central Plains.
Emperor Jing of Yuan no longer looked at the King of Kings who had returned to the team, but instead glanced at the ministers. The princes thought, how could this matter be cured?
The Minister of War came out and bowed:
The minister believes that 20,000 troops should be drawn from the states adjacent to the three prefectures of Xiang, Jing and Yu, and the troops should be placed on the borders of the three prefectures. The remnants of the withdrawn troops should also be left on the borders of the three prefectures to prevent the counterattack of the Witch God Cult.
In addition, since Duke Wei sacrificed his life, His Majesty also had to send another commander to the army.
Emperor Jing of Yuan looked at him and saw that he did not continue to speak, so he nodded and said: What Chen Aiqing said is very true.
At this time, Qin Yuandao, the Minister of War, stepped out and said: If Your Majesty is the ruling lord, then you should discuss the relevant matters as soon as possible and confirm the peace talks sent to the Northeast.
Qin Yuandao, the Minister of War, was an unswerving imperial sect. He wore the same pair of pants as Yuan Xiong, the right censor of the Censorate. The two were the core figures of the imperial sect.
As the Minister of War of the Wei Party, he glared at Qin Yuandao viciously.
He deliberately did not mention peace talks, but in his heart he still had the intention of fighting with the Witch God Sect to avenge Wei Yuan.
Emperor Jing of Yuan nodded slowly: Good.
After Qin Yuandao returned to his post, the Minister of Revenue immediately stepped out and said: How should the soldiers pay the pensions?
As soon as these words came out, the palace fell into silence.
No one spoke for a long time.
Emperor Jing of Yuan slowly said: What are the intentions of you?
I asked three times in a row, but no one responded.
Emperor Jing of Yuan looked at Yuan Xiong again, the emperor's loyal entourage, and his eyes dodged and said nothing.
The pension involves a lot of things, very big things.
According to the Dafeng Law, the infantry was killed and the family was given a full military salary of 36 stones of rice in three years, which was converted into silver, which was 18 taels.Then, for life, I will give you 36 dou of rice per month.
The cavalry was killed and gave 72 stones of rice, which was converted into 36 taels of silver, and then for life, the monthly salary was 610 bulls of rice.
Going up in turn, different military groups and official positions are all different, and all have strict rules and regulations.
In addition, there is another rule that also makes the court officials fall into silence:
Defeated, the pension is reduced by half!
The Minister of Revenue raised the issue of pensions. The pensions are just superficial and behind the scenes. What really makes the referendums afraid of is to define this battle.
Is this battle a victory or defeat?
In silence, the King of the King came out and said sadly: Wei Yuan captured the Witch God Cult, setting a precedent for Dafeng's history. This battle was my great victory.
On the spot, some responded, some thoughtful, and some grief.
Emperor Jing of Yuan nodded slowly, but did not respond to Wang Shoufu, but said:
I am a little tired, this matter is of great importance, so I will discuss it tomorrow.
The old eunuch whispered: Retreat the court!
……
Bang bang...
The door of the room rang twice weakly, and the person knocking on the door seemed a little dead.
Uncle Xu, who was resting today, woke up and looked at his wife who was sleeping beside the pillow. The knock on the door did not sound, so she did not wake her up.
Uncle Xu's cultivation level will wake up immediately if there is any slight disturbance outside.
He left the warm bed, put on his clothes, and walked to the outside room to open the door.
Ning Yan?
A nephew stood at the door, his face was expressionless, and there was gloom between his eyebrows.
Uncle Xu's heart suddenly sank. He knew this nephew so well. Uncle Xu could understand his nephew's thoughts with his eyes and tone.
No one knows a son better than a father. He raised him with great difficulty, so what is different from his son?
Second uncle, pack up immediately and go to Yunlu Academy.Go there, first, avoid it.Xu Qi'an whispered.
Uncle Xu looked at him deeply, OK!
Xu Qi'an nodded and turned around and knocked on the door of Li Miaozhen's room.
Su Su, who had a white skirt like snow, her eyes like lacquer, and her lips like numbness, opened the door and said in a sweet voice: What's the matter!
Li Miaozhen, wearing a flowing Taoist robe and tied with black hair, sat at the table, drinking tea and eating pastries in small stutters.
Xu Qian ignored her, glanced at the beauty, looked at Li Miaozhen, and said slowly: I want to go to the northeastern border.
Li Miaozhen was stunned and asked in confusion: Do you want to go to war too?
Xu Qian shook his head slightly and said: Duke Wei, he died on the battlefield.
Li Miaozhen's face suddenly froze, and the pastry in her hand fell to the ground.
She immediately came to her senses and looked at Xu Qi'an nervously because she knew how trust and respect the man in front of her trust and respect Wei Yuan.
I also know that Wei Yuan’s kindness is as heavy as a mountain for him.
For a moment, she didn't know how to comfort her. Any comfort would seem to be a false compassion that was not related to her.
Xu Qi'an said softly:
I don't believe it, I don't believe that he will die in battle, so please take me to the border.If... he is really dead.
He paused for a moment, his eyes seemed to blur: He had no children, no one to send him off, I want to go, I have to go...
Li Miao was really heartbroken: OK.
That sentence sounded to his ears, as if he was saying: Your father is dead.
If it weren't for understanding the character of the King of Kings, Xu Qi'an even thought that the King of Kings was deliberately provoking him, but it was because he knew that the King of Kings would not do that that he became more angry, more confused, and more gloomy.
The middle-aged official lowered his head slightly, his voice was low, and he said in a muffled manner:
Mr. Wei died in Jingshan City, the chief of the Witch God Sect. The army of 100,000 was withdrawn, and only more than 16,000 people were withdrawn... Eight hundred miles in a hurry, and he just arrived tonight.
After saying that, he received no response for a long time. The middle-aged official looked up and saw a pale face.
Your Majesty and the Dukes will definitely discuss this matter when they meet today. The subsequent Tangbao will also arrive in Beijing one after another... The words have been brought, so I will leave first.
After bowing, he turned around and left.
……
squeak……
When Zhong Li heard the sound of the door pushing open, she raised her head in a daze and looked at it. Seeing that Xu Qi'an was back, she continued to sleep with confidence.
Senior Sister Zhong pays great attention to her own sleep, which has nothing to do with aging if a woman lacks sleep. The main reason is that if she lacks sleep, it may lead to some sudden diseases, such as myocardial infarction, sudden death, etc.
In that case, life and death are only in a moment, and Si Tianjian's magic medicine may not have to be taken in time.
Of course, this situation is a minority, but Senior Sister Zhong is experienced and knows how to protect herself, so she will not put herself in such a dangerous situation.
It was dawn soon. Zhong Li woke up regularly after taking a nap. She sat up lazyly, stretched her mature body, and suddenly she was stunned...
Next to the desk, there was a figure sitting, quiet like a sculpture that has existed since ancient times.
He has been sitting there since he returned to his room!Zhong Li suddenly realized, she observed carefully, his expression was so lonely and so quiet.
Like a traveler wandering in a foreign land.
……
The court at this time is the Golden Palace.
The civil and military officials passed through the Meridian Gate in a calm atmosphere, crossed the Jinshui Bridge, and stopped in a position that matched their official positions.
The dukes walked past the Danbi and entered the magnificent and gorgeous Golden Palace.
Today's court meeting was a bit late. Because there was a temporary emergency, it was almost dawn, and the palace notified the officials of the capital to attend court one by one. They were not allowed to take leave under any excuses, including being sick. As long as they were not dead, they had to be carried into the palace.
It must have happened to something big!
The officials in Beijing were all old people and immediately realized that the situation was urgent.
The dukes entered the Golden Palace in an orderly manner, arranged neatly, silently. At this time, the King's Shoufu slowly turned his head and looked at the left side. There was no one there, and there should have been a blue-robed dress.
It was the first time since Wei Yuan went to war that he made such an action.
Some keen officials thoughtful.
A quarter of an hour later, Emperor Jing of Yuan came in from the back of the hall. He no longer wore a Taoist robe, but a bright yellow dragon robe.
The moment he saw Emperor Jing of Yuan, all the dukes were stunned. The old emperor with black hair resurrection and a rosy complexion and success in practicing Taoism was like an old man who had just suffered a major blow in his life.
His eyes were filled with grief and dullness, his skin was dry and lacked luster, and he was particularly haggard.
This... the pupils shrank.
The old eunuch took the time to come out and said loudly: If you have something to do, you will report.
After the words came, Wang Shoufu stepped out of the line and said in a deep voice:
Your Majesty, urgent reports came from the Northeast. Wei Yuan led his army deep into the enemy's abdomen, captured the Wushen Cult, sacrificed his life for the country, and withdrew only more than 16,000 troops...
Inside the hall were dull and stiff faces. A few seconds later, the Golden Palace was boiling, and the uproar exploded instantly.
quiet!
The old eunuch waved his whip and whipped the smooth ground, with a loud bang.
But he could not suppress the noise of the lords.
Just like the King and the Prime Minister lost their composure when they heard the bad news, the same is true for all the masters. Some things are not calm, but they can really calm down.
The 100,000 troops were almost completely damaged, which was undoubtedly a blow, and even shook the foundation of Dafeng.
The reason why the hearts of all the people were shaken and collectively lost their composure was that the great Fengtian military god, the sacrifice of the Qingyi.
Although Wei Yuan's political enemies always shouted: Please kill this fang's head.
But in fact, no matter whether they are willing or not, in the hearts of all the public, including political enemies like the royal party, they all admit that Wei Yuan is actually the pillar of Dafeng's country.
Although King Huai is a third-rank martial artist, he can guard the area. He is still a little short of trying to support the Dafeng Mountain.
Only Wei Yuan, the God of the Great Feng army who won the Shanhaiguan Battle, is the person who truly made the major forces in Jiuzhou afraid, because twenty years ago, they were beaten and scared.
The blow hurts.
King of Zhenbei?At that time, it was just a green leaf beside Wei Yuan, barely confronting him.
Now, that real pillar of the country has fallen...
The masters instinctively did not believe this fact, but the 800-mile-rush military report was established in the country for 600 years, and never made any mistakes.After all, this is a serious crime to be beheaded and no mistakes can be allowed.
Emperor Jing of Yuan looked at this scene silently, with no joy or sorrow.
After waiting for a long time, until the noise in the hall subsided, he said with a sad expression: What should I do about this?
It was still the response of the Shoufu Wang, and his tone was tough and loud:
I think that the troops of each state should be mobilized to use the national troops to march to the northeast, unite with the demon barbarians, and defeat the Witch and God Sect in one fell swoop.
Emperor Jing of Yuan sighed: Dafeng has lost nearly 100,000 people, they are all my people, my children, Wang Aiqing, how can you let me bear to start the war?
His Majesty!
Wang Shoufu raised his voice and said excitedly:
According to the Tang newspaper, Wei Yuan had captured Jingshan City, and the Witch God Sect suffered heavy losses, and the masters of the headquarters lost nearly 70%.Yan Kingdom was drilled through the hinterland by a large army and the troops were at the city. Now those difficult cities have been defeated by Wei Yuan.
Jingguo fought in the north for several months, and suffered heavy losses, and was restrained by the northern monsters.Currently, only Kang Guo has been preserved intact.At this time, another fight will be fought. Within a hundred years, Dafeng's descendants will no longer have any trouble with the Witch God Sect.
His suggestions won the approval of some nobles and military generals.
Wei Yuan fought over the national strength of the Witch God Sect, captured the main hall, and hindered the Dafeng army from passing the dangerous obstacles.This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Wang Aiqing...
Emperor Jing of Yuan waved his hand and said earnestly: The army is invincible.
Wang Shoufu looked at the emperor who was on the dragon throne, opened his mouth and retreated sadly.
With his retreat, the wheel of history turned in another direction.
When people from later generations reviewed this history, they analyzed the national strength of Dafeng and the Witch God Cult, and compared the losses of both sides, and agreed that if Dafeng at this time could make up his mind to fight for the national strength of the next ten years, they would go to the Witch God Cult.
Then the Witch God Sect, a behemoth that has dominated the 60,000 miles northeast for thousands of years, will collapse and it will be difficult to take off any momentum.
Countless people from later generations sighed.
As for the Qing-clad military god who sacrificed his life in Jingshan City, the evaluation in the history books is: he continued his breath for the Central Plains.
Emperor Jing of Yuan no longer looked at the King of Kings who had returned to the team, but instead glanced at the ministers. The princes thought, how could this matter be cured?
The Minister of War came out and bowed:
The minister believes that 20,000 troops should be drawn from the states adjacent to the three prefectures of Xiang, Jing and Yu, and the troops should be placed on the borders of the three prefectures. The remnants of the withdrawn troops should also be left on the borders of the three prefectures to prevent the counterattack of the Witch God Cult.
In addition, since Duke Wei sacrificed his life, His Majesty also had to send another commander to the army.
Emperor Jing of Yuan looked at him and saw that he did not continue to speak, so he nodded and said: What Chen Aiqing said is very true.
At this time, Qin Yuandao, the Minister of War, stepped out and said: If Your Majesty is the ruling lord, then you should discuss the relevant matters as soon as possible and confirm the peace talks sent to the Northeast.
Qin Yuandao, the Minister of War, was an unswerving imperial sect. He wore the same pair of pants as Yuan Xiong, the right censor of the Censorate. The two were the core figures of the imperial sect.
As the Minister of War of the Wei Party, he glared at Qin Yuandao viciously.
He deliberately did not mention peace talks, but in his heart he still had the intention of fighting with the Witch God Sect to avenge Wei Yuan.
Emperor Jing of Yuan nodded slowly: Good.
After Qin Yuandao returned to his post, the Minister of Revenue immediately stepped out and said: How should the soldiers pay the pensions?
As soon as these words came out, the palace fell into silence.
No one spoke for a long time.
Emperor Jing of Yuan slowly said: What are the intentions of you?
I asked three times in a row, but no one responded.
Emperor Jing of Yuan looked at Yuan Xiong again, the emperor's loyal entourage, and his eyes dodged and said nothing.
The pension involves a lot of things, very big things.
According to the Dafeng Law, the infantry was killed and the family was given a full military salary of 36 stones of rice in three years, which was converted into silver, which was 18 taels.Then, for life, I will give you 36 dou of rice per month.
The cavalry was killed and gave 72 stones of rice, which was converted into 36 taels of silver, and then for life, the monthly salary was 610 bulls of rice.
Going up in turn, different military groups and official positions are all different, and all have strict rules and regulations.
In addition, there is another rule that also makes the court officials fall into silence:
Defeated, the pension is reduced by half!
The Minister of Revenue raised the issue of pensions. The pensions are just superficial and behind the scenes. What really makes the referendums afraid of is to define this battle.
Is this battle a victory or defeat?
In silence, the King of the King came out and said sadly: Wei Yuan captured the Witch God Cult, setting a precedent for Dafeng's history. This battle was my great victory.
On the spot, some responded, some thoughtful, and some grief.
Emperor Jing of Yuan nodded slowly, but did not respond to Wang Shoufu, but said:
I am a little tired, this matter is of great importance, so I will discuss it tomorrow.
The old eunuch whispered: Retreat the court!
……
Bang bang...
The door of the room rang twice weakly, and the person knocking on the door seemed a little dead.
Uncle Xu, who was resting today, woke up and looked at his wife who was sleeping beside the pillow. The knock on the door did not sound, so she did not wake her up.
Uncle Xu's cultivation level will wake up immediately if there is any slight disturbance outside.
He left the warm bed, put on his clothes, and walked to the outside room to open the door.
Ning Yan?
A nephew stood at the door, his face was expressionless, and there was gloom between his eyebrows.
Uncle Xu's heart suddenly sank. He knew this nephew so well. Uncle Xu could understand his nephew's thoughts with his eyes and tone.
No one knows a son better than a father. He raised him with great difficulty, so what is different from his son?
Second uncle, pack up immediately and go to Yunlu Academy.Go there, first, avoid it.Xu Qi'an whispered.
Uncle Xu looked at him deeply, OK!
Xu Qi'an nodded and turned around and knocked on the door of Li Miaozhen's room.
Su Su, who had a white skirt like snow, her eyes like lacquer, and her lips like numbness, opened the door and said in a sweet voice: What's the matter!
Li Miaozhen, wearing a flowing Taoist robe and tied with black hair, sat at the table, drinking tea and eating pastries in small stutters.
Xu Qian ignored her, glanced at the beauty, looked at Li Miaozhen, and said slowly: I want to go to the northeastern border.
Li Miaozhen was stunned and asked in confusion: Do you want to go to war too?
Xu Qian shook his head slightly and said: Duke Wei, he died on the battlefield.
Li Miaozhen's face suddenly froze, and the pastry in her hand fell to the ground.
She immediately came to her senses and looked at Xu Qi'an nervously because she knew how trust and respect the man in front of her trust and respect Wei Yuan.
I also know that Wei Yuan’s kindness is as heavy as a mountain for him.
For a moment, she didn't know how to comfort her. Any comfort would seem to be a false compassion that was not related to her.
Xu Qi'an said softly:
I don't believe it, I don't believe that he will die in battle, so please take me to the border.If... he is really dead.
He paused for a moment, his eyes seemed to blur: He had no children, no one to send him off, I want to go, I have to go...
Li Miao was really heartbroken: OK.
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