Thirty, the autumn wind entered Hanguan last night
§§§ Thirty, the autumn wind entered Hanguan last night
Time flies by, and in midsummer, the cicadas are chirping and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Xuan Ling also has a bad temper. In the past two days, he scolded Wang Fenyi and Mu Liangyuan, who were accompanying him, for some trivial matters, and even Fugui, who had the most gentle temperament.
The concubine was also scolded a few times, which made people in the harem panic.
When Li Chang complained in front of me, Xuan Ling poured all the tea on him because the tea was slightly hot. After decades of accompanying the Holy Master, it was probably the first time that Li Chang suffered such grievances, so I had no choice but to comfort him with kind words.
The cicadas chirped one after another, as if they were about to pierce people's eardrums. Hua Yi fanned lightly, and I felt disgusted. I got up and went to the back hall to take a nap. I ordered: "Use a sticky stick to stick all those cicadas away. Yi Yuan
The same is true in front of the palace."
How can we not worry?
In late spring, the illustrious Mog Khan took advantage of the rejuvenation of the trees and the fertile water and grass, and relying on sufficient food and grass, he led 200,000 iron hoofs from the capital city of Zangjing to the "Yanming Pass" which was only 80 miles away from Shangjing.
Luotieshan is the critical place between Hehe and the Northern Territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Yanming Pass is like an iron barrier. Once it is broken through by Hehe, the old capital of Shangjing will be broken like iron teeth, and even the current capital of Zhongjing will be exposed to the iron hoofs of Hehe.
Down.
Now Hehemog Khan is the son of Yingge, and he has always been ambitious. Over the years, he has strengthened his troops and continuously annexed some weak tribes around Hehe to strengthen himself. Xuanling has been focusing on the southwest war in these years, trying to regain the territory, and later
They also expended a lot of effort to pacify the King of Runan, so they inevitably relaxed towards Hehe. Therefore, when Hehe's army marched southward with a smog of smoke, the soldiers at Yanming Pass couldn't help but become confused and unable to resist. Finally, they managed to hold Yanming Pass, and Xuan Ling
In anger, he sent a 150,000-strong army of the Zhou Dynasty to attack the illustrious capital of Zangjing. However, the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty grew up in a prosperous and beautiful land and were not used to the bitter heat of the desert. In addition, the weather this year was extremely hot, and many soldiers fainted due to heat stroke.
They have been losing ground since the beginning of the war.
Xuan Ling was furious and couldn't help but sigh, "There are no useful people in the army, how great it would be if Qi Buchi was still here!"
It's a pity that there is only one Qi Buchi! Over the years, the Zhou Dynasty has worshiped civility and neglected military affairs, and its lieutenant generals have withered away. This is an irreversible thing.
The country's situation was critical, and even the Queen Mother was filled with worries and became seriously ill again. She finally died in the west hall of Yining Palace on May 27th and died on the crane.
The whole country mourned, and on the day when the Queen Mother was sent to the Zi Palace, Aunt Sun hit a pillar and died, and she went with the Queen Mother.
Xuan Ling was so distraught that he devoted his filial piety so much that he gave the Queen Mother the posthumous title of "Zhaocheng", and her full title was "The Holy Queen Zhaocheng Xiaosu and Ruihui Renyu". After the first emperor abolished the Xia family, there was no other queen, and in the end only Zhaocheng was the queen.
The Empress Dowager was buried with her in the "Xianling Mausoleum". She also ordered the ministers to solemnly organize the funeral, but she made a point of paying tribute to the Empress Dowager and stayed out of court for a month without visiting the main palace.
Due to internal and external troubles, Xuan Ling will inevitably have strong anger.
After the funeral ceremony, Xuan Ling lost a lot of weight, and his lips were chapped due to the strong internal fire. I couldn't help but feel anxious, so I went to Yiyuan Hall with the lotus heart and mint soup that had been cooking all morning.
There are piles of memorials on the desk. Xuan Ling is sitting on a large chair with dragon carvings. The cool breeze under the north window blows over his face with the freshness of leaves and vegetation. The stagnation is like heavy dark clouds when a mountain rain is about to come.
It stuck between his eyebrows and refused to go away for a long time.
His voice was infinitely tired and lazy, and he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids as he said casually: "You're here."
I said gently: "I made some herbal tea to calm down with the emperor."
He softly said "Hmm" and said, "Leave it there."
At noon, a ray of bright sunshine shines through the long window. The summer heat is like hot spring water, vigorously falling down, making people feel that the closed palace is stuffy and stuffy.
I simply opened the long window, and suddenly I felt that my field of vision was wide. Wherever I saw, the wind was blowing in the forest, my eyes were full of clear blue, and I suddenly felt that my mind was at ease.
Xuan Ling frowned and said, "Close the window, I don't like to hear the sound of the wind."
I smiled lightly, reached out and dipped some peppermint oil into the small gold box and gently rubbed his temples, "Although Yanming Pass is in turmoil, the emperor is wise and can call upon the wind and rain." I asked softly, "General,
Does the emperor still want to change the selection?"
He looked troubled, "Except my brother-in-law, the consort Chen Shun, and Fuyuan General Li Chengnan, there is no other choice."
I tentatively said: "Why don't Your Majesty let the Six Kings and Nine Kings have a try? I heard that the two princes are also leading the envoys of the Jingcheng Xiaoqi Battalion, which is quite responsible."
There was a dark flush on his scorched face, and his fingers clicked on the table with a dull sound. He hesitated and said: "The ninth child has never seen the world, what about the sixth child..." He thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.
: "Princes are not allowed to hold military power. Have you forgotten the past of King Runan?"
I had to suppress my voice and said, "I dare not forget this."
He muttered: "Your brother..."
My heart sank and I hurriedly said: "Brother fell ill because of what happened in the past. He thought about killing the enemy for the emperor day and night, but his body was not as good as before. He was also worried, so now he had to train under the consort.
It’s really not worthy of a big job.”
He nodded, feeling quite ashamed, "I was reckless in what happened to your brother back then. Huanhuan, do you blame me?"
If I feel guilty, why would I wait until the enemy is in front of me to feel guilty? I suddenly remembered what my brother said in the past, "Even if I have the heart to serve the country, I can only fulfill my duty as a lieutenant general. If I want to keep the whole family safe under the emperor, who dares to command ten thousand people?"
The order of the military leader and general? I dare not pursue the past, so that’s all I can do.”
My fleeting thoughts did not escape Xuan Ling's gaze. He asked again. My eyes were flowing and I said softly: "I think of Concubine Rong. If it weren't for the generosity of the Emperor, I would not be able to tolerate this remnant of the Murong family."
He breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, "Don't think about these things anymore." He threw a roll of memorials into my hand and said in a low voice: "Look at this."
I took it out and unfolded it to take a look. I felt confused and asked, "Moge is going to Beijing to pay a visit to the emperor?"
Xuan Ling snorted and said, "The reason he dares to be so unscrupulous is not because he has enough food and grass in the country. He He often loses due to lack of food and grass when he goes south. This time Moge was well prepared. He has been working hard for many years and has a lot of food and grass.
, and they looted and looted outside Yanming Pass, so they dared to unleash such wolfish ambitions."
My heart sank and I hurriedly asked: "Since he has enough food and grass, what is his purpose in coming to Beijing now?"
"It's called a visit, but it's actually to seize the two states of You and Yun from me. He also wants me to reward you with three million taels of gold and silver each, and one million pieces of silk and satin. However, he only gives thirty inferior horses as his annual tribute."
, isn’t it extremely abominable!”
I said angrily: "Moge is paying tribute and asking for rewards. He is clearly trying to disgrace the emperor! The reward he wants is one-third of the annual tax payment of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If this goes on for a long time, the foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty will be shaken.
The emperor cannot agree easily."
Xuan Ling's eyes were gloomy, flashing with dark flames, "He is a lion! It's just a reward, but You and Yun states have always been easy to defend and difficult to attack. They are such strategically important places for military strategists. How could I give them up! He is now
Attacking outside Yanming Pass, the reason for being so demanding is firstly to explore the reality of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and secondly, to use it to send troops to seize territory, and also to make the army famous. It's hard for him to think like this for the barbarians!"
I was filled with worry and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, since he dares to come like this, I'm afraid he has taken precautions."
"There are 20,000 elite troops stationed outside the city, said to be retinues. I originally thought not to allow it, but the capital has reported that many spies have sneaked in. It's better to stay still than to move. Let's wait and see what happens." Xuan Ling sneered, "The Queen Mother is newly mourned.
People are uneasy, he is coming now. Well, since he dares to come, I will wait for him."
I didn't say a word, just raised my sleeves and carefully studied the ink in the inkstone for him, "Moge has been coveting the Great Zhou for a long time. Now the abundant food and grass feed his hundreds of thousands of troops. We are eyeing him. We really can't sit back and wait for death."
Xuan Ling let out a long sigh, "Why don't I know that compared with the illustrious cavalry, the military strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not inferior. Even if the soldiers are weak due to heat stroke, it is not difficult to find good generals. It's just that good generals are hard to find at the moment, and border guard generals are just a pain.
The situation is maintained, and more and more soldiers are falling ill every day. Is it really true that God is not blessing the great Zhou Dynasty?"
Xuan Ling is worried about national affairs, and I have to worry about family affairs in addition to national affairs. He only wants good generals and brave soldiers, and how can I prevent my brother from becoming a popular good general and avoid years of war. There are too many concerns in my heart.
The stumbling blocks and worries forced my heart to be as dark as the ink on my hands. I tilted my head and said with a smoky smile, "How could it be? Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. If God doesn't protect you, who else can you protect? For example, during the epidemic that year,
When the emperor was at a loss what to do, Wen Shichu came up with a prescription to treat the epidemic. Heat stroke is not a serious disease, but it is not as difficult to treat as the epidemic that year. Speaking of which, one after another in the palace, so many people were infected. If
Without Imperial Physician Wen’s prescription, I don’t know how many lives would have been lost. After all, Imperial Physician Wen had good intentions, and later he preserved the illnesses and remedies that caused the epidemic..." I rambled on, as if I was chatting with him about the family’s shortcomings.
Warm and cold. He just listened quietly, his fingers making shallow strokes on the table, seemingly thoughtfully.
The shadow of the sun gradually faded on the red wall, and the rich dark red color seemed to flow down and pour into the eyes. I secretly thought, if a person's eyes are red because of murder, would his eyes look like this?
Following the shadow of the sun, my mind flew higher and higher with the blue sky. Although I was full of worries, I couldn't help but wonder, what kind of character would this Khan Moge who commanded Yanming Pass be?