In Wuzhou, Guangxi, in the simple and dilapidated Guanyi, Liu Songpo was tossing and turning on his sickbed. The capital was thousands of miles away from Lingnan, and there were countless difficulties and obstacles. Once he reached Guangxi, Liu Songpo couldn't bear to fall ill.
He had been ill for several months and had exhausted all his expenses. It was only with the support of the local government that Liu Songpo and his family settled in the hotel. His wife prepared medicine to take care of Liu Songpo. His son Jingyun took some cotton robes to a pawnshop to exchange money.
People's lives are miserable and bleak. Compared with the past days in the capital, it is simply a world of difference.
Liu Songpo was half lying on the bed, covered with a worn quilt, with a cloth band wrapped around his forehead. His face was sallow, and he was out of breath at the slightest movement. Even so, he was still reading a copy of the Di newspaper he had obtained from the local government.
, wars are rising all over the world, half of the country has fallen, and the south of the Yangtze River is also in chaos. The country of the Zhou Dynasty is probably not stable.\
Mrs. Liu came over with a bowl of medicine, carefully blowing the hot air, "Master, drink it while it's hot." Liu Songpo put down his newspaper, took the bowl of medicine and was about to drink it, when he suddenly looked up and looked at Madam's thin face and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.
, feeling a little distressed, he reached out and brushed her hair on the temples, and said softly: "I'm sorry for you. You haven't had a good life since you followed me."
The lady's eyes were a little moist, and she sighed: "Master, I plan to die with you in Lingnan, but what about Jingyun and Ying'er, especially Ying'er, there has been no news, I'm afraid..." As she said,
The tears just fell.
Thinking of his smart daughter, Liu Songpo's heart tightened, and he comforted his wife insincerely: "Ying'er is very witty, and she will turn disaster into good luck." But he also knew that no matter how smart Ying'er was, she was just a weak woman.
And being hunted by the Jin Yiwei, I'm afraid it's going to be a disaster.\
The old couple were speechless, and could only shed tears. At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door, and then they heard the old policeman asking the post: "What do you do?" Then they heard
Familiar Beijing accent: "Jin Yiwei is on an errand, get out of the way!"
The lady's body trembled, and she held Liu Songpo's hand tightly. The sound of heavy and messy footsteps sounded in the courtyard of the hotel. The broken door panels with air leakage on all sides were kicked open, and a arrogant voice sounded: "The criminal Liu Songpo accepts the order!
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As expected, he was someone from the capital. Liu Songpo supported his sick body and got out of bed tremblingly. With the help of his wife, he knelt down on the ground and waited for someone to read the imperial edict.
The Jin Yiwei shook out a piece of paper and said angrily: "According to the emperor's instructions, the traitor Liu Songpo is captured and brought to the capital! Mr. Liu, please be bound.\"
Liu Songpo was a little surprised. In his expectation, the emperor might continue to demote his official position, or even reduce his position to the people. It was reasonable, but being called a rebel was shocking.
But Liu Songpo didn't say anything, and he had nothing to say to these Tiqi. He just smiled softly and said to the tearful lady: "Don't cry, at least you can return to the capital again."
The Jin Yiwei was not polite at all, and directly shook off the iron chain and put it around Liu Songpo's neck, and pulled the frail old man out. The yard was already full of Jin Yiwei, holding swords on their waists, looking extremely arrogant. A prison car was parked outside the door.
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When Liu Jingyun and his wife returned to Guanyi with the several hundred copper coins they had pawned, they found that their parents had disappeared, and there were messy footprints everywhere in the yard. The couple looked at each other, wondering what had happened. At this time, Guanyi's
The old policeman sighed and walked over and said: "Master Liu was taken to the capital by Jin Yiwei Suo.\"
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The prison car was traveling on a rugged mountain road. Liu Songpo, dressed in torn and dirty white clothes, sat in a prison cage made of wooden bars. His disheveled head swayed from side to side as the prison car swayed. He was suffering from illness and hunger. The former Liu You
The prime minister was already dying, but the imperial guards who escorted him showed no mercy at all. They were wearing bright clothes and angry horses, and they just hurried to Beijing to show their merit. Anyway, Liu Songpo was already destined to die this time, so there was no need to give him a good look.
Mrs. Liu was not having a hard time either. At the age of 40, she was carrying wooden shackles and staggering on foot following the prison car. The physical torture she suffered was second to none. Watching her frail husband walk toward death step by step was the most painful thing.
torture.
"My lords, please take a rest. The master is very ill." Mrs. Liu raised her head and looked longingly at the royal guards sitting on high horses and wearing big cloaks.
No one paid attention to her. The Jin Yiwei were all ruthless little people. The big shots who were all-powerful in the past were now trembling and begging for mercy under their power. This kind of satisfaction could not be bought with money.
But even if Liu Songpo was killed, it wouldn't be easy. The leading Jinyiwei Baihu looked at the long mountain road and asked the guide: "How far is it from Shaoguan?"
"There are still eighty miles. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it today."
"Okay, let's set up camp and rest for now.\" Baihu turned over and dismounted. At this time, the sun was setting, and there seemed to be a reflection of a mirror on the hillside in the distance, but the exhausted Jin Yiwei didn't notice it.
We found a mountain shelter sheltered from the wind, parked the prison cart, untied the mules and put them aside to graze. The royal guards also dismounted their horses to rest. The Tiqi riders went out to run errands. They were always accompanied by local folk to wait on them, set up tents, feed the horses, and bury the pots.
The food is prepared by the people themselves.
The Guangdong and Guangxi areas have not been peaceful recently. Hu Dahai, the Duke of Yue in the previous dynasty, raised troops in Fujian and Guangdong and respected the King of Han as the main force. Recently, the situation has been turbulent, so although the Jin Yiwei are lazy, they still posted two sentries.
In March, the weather in Guangdong was already very warm. The mountain breeze mixed with the fragrance of rice made people sleepy. The Jin Yiwei who was sitting high up watching the wind suddenly tilted his body and lay down. The person next to him laughed and cursed.
"Wu Laoer, you are so sleepy.\" As he said this, he went to push him, only to find that Wu Laoer had a short arrow stuck in his chest!
Just as the Jin Yiwei was about to shout a warning, the trees on the surrounding slopes suddenly started to move. Dozens of people had quietly lurked next to the camp without knowing when. The Jin Yiwei all took off their armor and weapons, and some even took off their boots.
I was caught off guard and was knocked down more than half at that time.
The man who came was extremely ferocious, his moves were deadly, and his attacks were extremely ruthless. There was no one left alive by the sword. After a while, corpses were strewn all over the hillside. Only a dozen civilians were left, trembling with frightened eyes.
The tough men covered with weed camouflage nets did not find it difficult for these innocent civilians and walked straight to the prison car. One of them suddenly raised a bright big axe. Mrs. Liu screamed in the distance and rushed over, but it was not long before
It was too late, the big ax had already struck down, but the scene of the corpses being separated did not appear. Instead, the prison car was reduced to pieces.\
The big man directly lifted the unconscious Liu Songpo onto his shoulders. Mrs. Liu exclaimed: 'Who are you? What do you want to do?"
The big man narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "Are you Mrs. Liu?" Without waiting for her to answer, he glanced at his subordinates. Someone immediately came up and took Mrs. Liu away by force.
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In the capital, the Qianqing Palace in the Forbidden City, a group of palace maids and eunuchs surrounded the emperor and were helping him put on armor. This is a set of armor specially made by the Ordnance Department. It is golden in color and decorated with coiled golden dragons. It is exquisite, luxurious, majestic, and shows the royal dignity. .
The emperor's favorite, Lan Guiren, personally helped the emperor tie his belt. Lan Guiren, who was only 18 years old, came to the palace during this draft. She is virtuous, kind, gentle and generous, so she has repeatedly received divine favors. She has been there for three months now. Pregnant.\
Although her belly is not very big, Lan Guiren always proudly holds out her belly, holding her hands on her waist, and is surrounded by at least eight maids at all times. Everyone knows it well, if Lan Guiren can do it this time After giving birth to a son, the mother will inevitably be promoted to a concubine based on the son's wealth. When the emperor gets a son, he will definitely love the son even more, and it is not impossible to be named the crown prince.
Therefore, in today's inner palace, apart from the dim-eyed empress dowager, the most noble person is actually this little nobleman.
The emperor finally put on this royal armor. Lan Guiren stepped back and looked at it, and said softly: "Your Majesty is really mighty."
The two young eunuchs held an expensive large glass mirror and placed it in front of the emperor. The emperor looked at his heroic figure in the mirror and smiled proudly: "I am not old yet, and I can still ride a horse and wield a sword.\"
"Well, Your Majesty will never grow old." Lan Guiren smiled softly, and suddenly saw that the pheasant feathers on the emperor's helmet were a little crooked, so he stood up on tiptoes to help him straighten it, but he accidentally slipped and fell. Pulling Guiren Lan into his arms, he chuckled and said, "Lan'er, be careful, you have dragon veins in your belly."
Lan Guiren blushed with embarrassment and buried her burning face deeply into the emperor's broad chest. In fact, she was just pretending. This scheming girl thought about how to consolidate her position every day and ascend to the throne as soon as possible. The throne of the world.
The 100,000-strong Beijing camp army has been ready. It is not a trivial matter for the imperial commander to personally conquer the capital. The entire capital city has been almost emptied out. The Sixth Cabinet Department, the Thirteenth Yamen of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, as well as the Yulin Army, Jinyiwei and other units have all sent their most powerful lineups. In addition, The 50,000 strong men recruited temporarily were quite impressive. With this army that at least looked powerful, the emperor did not have to worry about anyone doing harm to him.
The emperor personally conquered the capital, and the responsibility of being in charge of the capital was given to the cabinet chair scholar Hu Weiyong. This bachelor was mediocre and low-key. In fact, the power was in the hands of two young men, Yang Feng and Meng Zhiqiu. The emperor did not like to use those who were old and cunning, with deep roots and complicated connections. The old guys have more trust in the young people who are not stable. If they do well this time, these two people will definitely replace Hu Weiyong.
The emperor led his army on a mighty expedition. Looking at the yellow umbrella cover gradually disappearing, the officials who stayed behind in the capital could not help but sigh in their hearts. Even the emperor went on the expedition himself. The world of the Great Zhou Dynasty seemed to have come to an end. The weather is precarious, and although it is already the season when the willow wind blows coldly on our faces, everyone feels the bleak autumn wind in their hearts.
Only two young senior officials, Yang Feng and Meng Zhiqiu, looked indifferent. After the emperor left, the capital was theirs. They looked at each other and smiled, as if they were close friends for many years. But all the cabinet ministers knew that, in fact, The two men have become a quarrel. This time the emperor leaves Beijing, the two men will definitely start a fight.
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