The night wind blew across the courtyard, the leaves rustled, and the withered leaves were blown into the eaves by the wind. The footsteps of the palace guards patrolling, the lights in the bedroom were dim, and the bean flames were gently swaying by the breeze squeezed in from the window.

The dragon bed with curtains hung, the old man who was sleeping in his sleep sometimes let out a low voice, as if he was struggling in a dream, and a layer of sweat stain on his forehead swung left and right.

Rust...is the sound of leaves.

The sound of human footsteps was walking through the doors and windows. The old man who was trapped in his dream vaguely heard the sound of a golden sword and an iron horse. The fierce general in iron armor held a knife and showed a ferocious look at him, and then rushed over.

"ah--"

Wang Jian suddenly shouted, woke up in fear, sat up quickly, and the warmth in the quilt pulled him back to the real environment.

Bang!

The door was instantly knocked open by the guard who heard the movement, and the blade pulled out of the sheath was immediately withdrawn. The emperor in the curtain waved his hand and asked them to go out.

The door of the room was closed gently again, Wang Jian wiped away the sweat stains, took a single piece of clothing and put it on, and sat down on the edge of the bed, breathing smoothly and somewhat disorderly.

He is 69 years old this year, and it is considered a long life to be able to survive in the military life. Zhu Wen at the same time had long turned into a pool of white bones, unlike him who had enjoyed the emperor's life for ten years.

But in the past ten years, the emperor was not so easy to be accustomed to. He spent all his energy on hard work, and now his body is getting worse than before. Sometimes he can't fall asleep even if he lies on the bed for a long time.

Old people are too old to fall asleep, and their spirits are not easy to fall asleep, and they become unhappy. They start to be suspicious. Three years ago, because they believed the words of their favorite minister Tang Daoxi, they suspected that the prince Wang Zongyi had rebelled. In the end, his son died and his favorite minister also died.

"well......"

Wang Jian rubbed his eyebrows and stood up and walked around the house. He took the candlestick swaying on the table and shone a piece of armor hanging in the corner of the wall. It was worn for half his life. When touched, even if it was repaired, he could still feel the mottled knife marks.

"His Majesty."

At this time, a faint sound sounded outside the door. The old man raised the candlestick, and two figures stood outside the door. If you obey, you will know that it was the eldest and younger Concubine Xu. Now the newly established prince Wang Zongyan was born to Concubine Xu. Concubine Xu was more beautiful than his sister. She said that she was named Mrs. Huarui in the palace.

Wang Jian was mostly satisfied with the fact that he could get two sisters at the same time. When the prince Wang Zongyi died, he thought that Wang Zongyan was also talented, so he simply made him the prince naturally.

The old man opened the door. Two women standing at the door, one was older and had a slightly older face. They were about forty years old. The other one next to them was petite, but delicate. They had a golden jade beads on their heads, and a light blue and white dress with a gold embroidered strapless bra inside, revealing the white gullies. Even though they were thirty-three, they still gave people a stunning feeling.

Unfortunately, Wang Jian was 69 years old at this time. He sighed in his heart that his charming figure was not responding at all.

"Second concubines, why did they come here late at night?"

After letting the two girls in, the couple who had been in for many years did not have much politeness, but just maintained relative etiquette. Concubine Xu, the eldest and older, sat in front of the window and kneaded her shoulders, neck and thighs for her husband.

"I heard from the palace servant that His Majesty woke up from a nightmare and came to visit him. If there is any chance, my sisters and I will stay here for the rest of the night to serve His Majesty."

The person who spoke was Big Xu. She showed a wink to her sister. The two sisters were already in the same mood. Xiao Xu naturally understood what her sister meant. When she gently took off the single robes on the old man, Wang Jian held her hand and shook her head.

"I had a nightmare and I'm afraid it's hard to sleep."

The Great Xu family was gentle in her husband's temple and couldn't help but feel curious: "What nightmare did Your Majesty have? Why not say it to me and my sister?"

Over there, the old man sighed, as if he had recalled the scene in his dream, and had been speaking for a while.

"...In the dream, someone wants to kill me, wearing armor, coming from the north..."

The big and small Xu looked at each other and whispered: "Your Majesty is worried about the recent news of the Chang'an army garrison in Yangzhou?"

"Well, there has been no news for several days, I am worried."

The old man naturally did not want to lose his might in front of his women throughout his life. After saying the previous sentence, he chuckled and said, and opened his eyes to look at the candlestick on the table, "That King Yong is indeed extraordinary. He has been in Chang'an since the yellow thief entered Chang'an and has been shaking and turning for several days. At the age of more than thirty, he has become the title of king, but I am not afraid of him."

As time goes by, the old man thought of many years ago, and his expression of emotion on his face, "I have nothing, but it is so easy to get to this point? Those powerful figures from back then turned into dust one by one, such as Huang Wei, Zhu Wen, Li Keyong... They all went, I am still there, and the little kid wanted to go south to Shu, so that he could see my style back then."

The troops in Chang'an were north of Yangzhou and were sent back to Chengdu a few days ago. With such a move, how could the old man who had experienced the war not be able to smell the breath of military attacks? However, how could Chang'an, which had not been deployed for ten years, suddenly set off the border of the troops? First, there was never a dispute between the two sides and they were at peace; second, the other party did not issue a document to explain the purpose of sending troops.

While preventing, Wang Jian also took precautions, using the Secretary of the Central Committee Wang Zongbi as the commander of the Beiying, and stationed 120,000 troops on Shannan West Road to prevent Zhao Zhouyi from Longzhou.

Wang Zongbi, Wang Zongyao, Wang Zongwan and Wang Zongkui recruited four routes and brought 150,000 troops to Dongchuan.

"These generals and generals follow His Majesty to fight in all directions. Your Majesty should stay in Chengdu with peace of mind. The generals will deal with it." Xiao Xu raised his sleeves and covered his mouth and chuckled. "I often heard that Chang'an cannot raise troops who can fight. This time it is the same. The King Yong has rumored that he has no plans, but fighting is another matter. This time the generals will let him return in disgrace."

"Hahaha, just your little mouth can say it."

The old man liked this little Xu the most. He had a very good mouth. He was told by the two girls. He hurriedly hugged them and lay down on the dragon bed. There was footsteps outside. The palace maid wearing a felt hat came to the door, kneeled on the ground and held a letter with both hands, and whispered: "Your Majesty, something happened!"

In the inner room, Wang Jian sat up from the middle of the two girls, quickly walked over and opened the door, took the envelope and opened it, and his face suddenly sank.

"What happened to your Majesty?"

Xu, the elder and older, came out to stand around the emperor in dress. The old man who looked at the letter in the middle looked ashen, snorted, threw the letter paper to the ground, and for a moment, he laughed in anger.

"That child in Chang'an really came to Shu. He had taken Yangzhou. Fifty thousand Yong soldiers broke through the west road of Shannan and headed straight to Dongchuan!"

The two girls on both sides suddenly turned pale. The words they said just now were just flattery. When they really heard the enemy heading straight to Dongchuan, Hua Rong would inevitably lose her vigor. If the other party fought all the way to Chengdu, where would they have any wealth and glory?

Wang Jian looked at the two girls and laughed a few times.

"I am not a good person. I am just a group of headless ghosts. You can sit in Chengdu and see how I take their heads."

The implication is that the old man decided to go to the camp in person.

On the second day of the night turning, when Chengdu was mobilized, Shannan West Road hundreds of miles away swept through Xingyuan and rushed towards Bazhou.

at the same time.

Wang Zongwan and Wang Zongkui brought 70,000 troops from Suizhou to the north. The vanguard of 8,000 Chang'an cavalry, suddenly turned, raided in a circle, and rushed straight to the rear formation of the Shu army!
Chapter completed!