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Chapter 83 South Study Room (2)

"What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty, don't let me die of illness, let me die on the battlefield!" Lan Yu knelt down with his head raised, with a layer of crystal clearness in his eyes.

"I know my body that Mr. Xi is not a god. He can only let me live for a few more times and survive."

"I used to eat bitter medicine soup several times a day, and I drank it and vomited dizziness and dizziness. The man who was originally a lively man, now you can see that there is only a layer of skin left."

"It's three parts poisonous. If you drink it for a few more days, you may not be able to handle the knife!"

"At that time, it was only a few days before I could not move on the kang. Old minister, I don't want to... become a useless person!"

"I don't want to make people pitiful and serve them. I don't want to, like a living dead, prolong my life in a cowardly manner!"

As he said that, the crystal clearness in Lan Yu's eyes fell, "I vomited two mouthfuls of blood when I went out this morning, and my calves were trembling."

"I am not afraid of death, I am afraid of cowardice!"

"Your Majesty, don't let me become a coward, can you?"

"With me being able to move, let me go on a horse and go on a war."

Speaking of this, Lan Yu's lips trembled violently, "If you die on the battlefield, others will remember me. If you die on the kang, Lan Yu will be a poor and useless old man."

"Your Majesty! In fact, in the last battle in Liaodong, I had the will to give up and wanted to die on the battlefield. It was the second son of the Yan Wang family who followed me, and I had no chance to die on the battlefield."

"Please give the old minister a honor and a destination for Lan Yu's previous merit."

After saying something, Zhu Yunxiu's heart made thousands of words surge, but he didn't know how to speak.

He looked at Lan Yu quietly, looked at the other person's silver beard and white hair, and looked at the other person's skinny bones, and was filled with mixed feelings.

A man would rather die on a horse than on a kang.

It is better to die in battle than to die of illness.

What Lan Yu is asking for now is the last dignity and the last generosity and heroism of a man.

It is better to have a great moment than being pleaded with.

Finally, thousands of words formed a sentence in Zhu Yunyu's heart and blurted out, "Can Lian Po still eat when he is old?"

"Although I am old, I can still drive a strong bow and a fierce horse." The flames suddenly rose in Lan Yu's eyes.

"Go!" Zhu Yunxiu helped the other party up with his own hands, looked at the other party's eyes, and said, "I promise you!" As he said that, he suddenly became a little choked up, "I will see you off before going to the war."

As he said that, he turned around and left, but only took half a step, "Are there any other requirements?"

Lan Yu bowed behind him, "If I get what I want to die in battle, I will not ask for anything else. I only ask for three feet of loess in my hometown, and I will be buried with my armor, horse, sword, bow and spear during my lifetime."

"Okay!" Zhu Yunxiu focused his attention and walked towards the main hall step by step.

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"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Outside the hall, Li Jinglong shouted to the musicians and actors in the Jiaofangsi with some concern, "Sing well, the master will be rewarded if he sings well, if so...huhhh!"

The atmosphere in the hall was far from as good as I thought. The old man was in harmony with his father and son, while the ministers were depressed and silent.

How do the old man drink this wine?

The old man is unhappy, can the emperor be happy? The emperor is unhappy, will he, Li Jinglong, just sit on wax?

As soon as Zhu Yunyu walked into the main hall, he suddenly heard the huqin in the corner, in which Jiaofang Sile's hand was melodious, as if a sword was unsheathed.

Then there was a dense and subtle sound, as if the sound of drums from far to near, rising and falling, like the west wind rushing towards us.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look over.

"This letter came by coincidence, which helped me, Huang Zhong, to work hard!"

"Stand at the camp gate to send orders, and the children and children can hear the difference." (There is no such drama at this time, and the novelist uses it indiscriminately, so don't blame me.)

Someone from the warriors slowly stood up from the table.

The old man on the throne pushed away the children and grandchildren in front of him.

Behind Zhu Yunxiu, Lan Yu suddenly rushed to the front of the palace gate and looked around.

In the hall, the actor wearing costumes had a knife in his hand across his chest, singing with a low and powerful voice, and with bursts of joy and excitement.

"Heading drums, fighting rice."

"Two drums, tighten the battle robe!"

"Tei-way drum, knife unsheathed."

"Four drums, hand over the soldiers!"

"Everyone who moves forward has rewards, and it is inevitable to take a knife when you retreat."

"Three armies and my grandfather's return to the camp..."

The song ended, and the hall was silent.

Suddenly, Guo Ying, the Marquis of Wuding, stood up and shouted, "Happy!"

"Happy!" The old nobles full of silver hair laughed at the top of their throats.

They are all old, they are all old Huang Zhong!

It is unfortunate that Lao Huang Zhong competes with them, because Lao Huang Zhong is unknown when he was young and did not see Shu Han dominate the world.

But old Huang Zhong is also lucky because although he is old, he can still fight on the battlefield.

"Heading drums, fighting rice."

"Two drums, tight battle robe..."

During the meal, someone sang softly and gently.

"My minister Lan Yu, thank you for your kindness." Lan Yu kowtowed again behind Zhu Yunxiu.

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"This song..." On the throne, the old man savored it carefully, with a little reminiscence, "Sing well! Sing well!" As he said that, he clenched the golden cup and stood up, looking at the nobles and martial officials, "Haha, haha, haha...we are all old!"

Those people were old subordinates who had followed their lives, and were his capable generals. They were even those who had thought of killing after his wife died and his children died, and he was old because he was afraid that the imperial power would be threatened.

When you get old, everything is passing by.

When you get old, everything drifts away with the wind.

"My boys!" the old man shouted.

The originally old and dull military officials stood up instantly, Feng Sheng, Guo Ying, Cao, Zhang Yi, Zhu Shou...

Old faces.

"We've done this wine!" The old man raised his glass, "It's enough for this life!"

"Dry!"

The ministers and vassal kings looked at this scene in surprise, and then among the warriors, Cao Zhen threw away the gold cup in his hand, hit the vessel with chopsticks, and shouted loudly.

"The Emperor of Ming Dynasty built a flying dragon and opened a border with the king. The King of Ding was enthroned. The Jianghan Dynasty went from far to the clan, celebrated the four seas, and the carriages were joined together. The Eastern Yi and the West, the Northern Rong and the South Yue were all in the map. The emperor's wind was fluttering for hundreds of millions of years, and the time was harmonious and the year was prosperous!"

Gradually, the song changed from him alone to countless people.

This is the final chapter of the music of the founding of the Ming Dynasty. The music of the founding of the Ming Dynasty does not require glory. From the beginning to the end, there is no divine authority of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. It is all about the several wars of the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

Unlike other silences, it is full of passion and passion.

"I am going to celebrate your birthday!" Wuding Marquis Guo Ying leaned in front of the carriage and raised his jade cup high, "I wish your Majesty will have today every year and today every year."

"Okay, Guo Laosi, who doesn't study, is this word used?" The old man laughed, "But, it's good. We have to celebrate our birthday every year and be so happy every year!" As he said that, after drinking, he walked off the throne and said loudly, "Isn't it good to lie down if I don't drink a few today? Cao Shazi, have you not reached the amount yet? Why don't you get the rock-paper-scissors?"
Chapter completed!
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