Lord Yu noticed that King Wei had stood up, obviously not wanting to talk to him anymore. Lord Yu was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.
In these years of great turmoil in the Zhou Dynasty, people were in panic, especially after Emperor Ling was imprisoned and King Jian ascended the throne to control the wind and rain.
King Jian's methods were ruthless, and the people who worked for him had evil intentions. In just one month, there was a lot of turmoil in the capital, and many loyal ministers and good generals were killed.
There were Tatars outside and King Jian revolting inside. The emperor who was imprisoned in the palace issued a secret edict, reinstating Song Chengxuan as King of Wei and asking King Wei to come to Beijing to rescue him.
This was Qi Xi's last plan. Qi Xi used all his intelligence and wisdom in conspiracy. He was afraid that Southeast would not be willing to use all his strength to deal with King Jian, so he revealed the identity of Song Chengxuan. In terms of blood, King Wei was more qualified to inherit the throne than King Jian.
Qi Xi felt that King Jian and King Wei would definitely fight to the death for the throne.
After this secret edict was made public, Qi Xi was indeed killed. Fortunately, the Ling Emperor also did a good deed and revealed the identity of King Wei himself.
From then on, all the hopes of the Zhou Dynasty were tied to the King of Wei.
Went through so many ups and downs.
The Great Zhou Dynasty gradually settled down, but King Wei...
Master Yu did not catch up with King Wei. He sat on the chair and suddenly cried bitterly, like a child, constantly wiping his nose and tears with his sleeves.
"Aren't you afraid of being laughed at for crying like this?"
Song Chengxuan heard the sound and had to go back to the house.
He is already very familiar with the Yu family, and it was the Yu family who helped restore the title of King of Wei. There are too many complicated etiquette and rules, which are all handled by the Yu family. Whether they are bachelors or lords, they are all ministers in charge of etiquette.
, set an example in front of others, and no one dares to lose etiquette in front of them.
If someone saw this scene, they would be extremely surprised.
"Go back," Song Chengxuan said, "I finally returned to Beijing to rest for a few days, and I won't entertain you anymore."
King Wei's attitude was decisive. It must have been decided long ago, and it was useless to say anything else.
At the moment when King Wei turned around again, Lord Yu fell to his knees and knelt down to King Wei's back. When fighting for the Great Zhou Dynasty, King Wei always took the lead, and a heavy burden was placed on King Wei's shoulders. Now, King Wei
Who can undo such a decision?
He still couldn't believe that King Wei was still so young, how could he...he still walked with his back straight and would not bend his back no matter who he faced.
How could such a person die?
It took Master Yu a long time to leave.
After a month of repairs, King Wei once again led his troops to exterminate King Jian's remaining party. After several battles, King Jian's head was finally brought back in the second winter.
The King of Wei entered the palace to pay homage to the new emperor. Although the new emperor's face was still childish, he still had the demeanor of an emperor. When he saw Song Chengxuan, his face was full of respect. After leaving the court, he saluted Song Chengxuan: "I am grateful to the emperor for serving the great Zhou Dynasty."
campaign."
Song Chengxuan saluted: "The chaos of King Jian is over. Your Majesty can rest assured. The military power in my hands will be handed over to the imperial court, and Wang Shi should be in the hands of the Emperor."
The new emperor was about to refuse, so Song Chengxuan said: "I hope the Great Zhou Dynasty will prosper and the world will be peaceful."
Looking at the leaving figure of King Wei, the new emperor's eyes flashed with sadness: "I admire you, King Wei, but it's a pity that I can never be as good as King Wei. If King Wei should have ushered in a prosperous age in the Great Zhou Dynasty, it's a pity that the wars caused many losses.
Found a wise master."
The King of Wei returned the military talisman and left the capital to recuperate.
Back in the small courtyard, Mr. Liao was waiting there.
Song Chengxuan took off his robe, and Mr. Liao immediately stepped forward to check. He saw that the depression in Song Chengxuan's chest had swollen again, and blood immediately flowed out when touched.
This old wound was left while chasing Li Xu, and it still has not healed after so many years.
Mr. Liao said: "Prince Wei has been fighting for many years and has not been able to recuperate. Now that he no longer has to suffer from traveling, it is time to recuperate his body according to my method. I will definitely find ways to cure this injury."
Song Chengxuan's face was rare and gentle: "This injury no longer hurts in recent days. It can be seen that sir's medicine is very effective. Sir, you can rest assured."
How could the wound not hurt like this? Mr. Liao couldn't believe it: "I'll make some medicine for the prince."
After seeing Mr. Liao off, Song Chengxuan dressed up, put on a robe, and walked slowly in the yard.
It's already winter, but even if you don't wear a cloak, you won't feel cold. Coming back here feels like going home. Song Chengxuan was walking in the corridor, and he seemed to see a beautiful figure wherever he looked. He focused his eyes again.
Looking over, it was just a flowering tree with its branches stretched out.
Song Chengxuan stood there and smiled suddenly, but refused to take another step.
"Your Majesty, many generals have come to pay their respects."
The steward's voice came, and Song Chengxuan's slightly distracted eyes regained focus.
After winning a battle, he would go into the camp to reward him. This time, in order to avoid the entertainment in the capital, he left a little too hastily, and the generals followed him here.
Song Chengxuan said: "Let someone prepare some food and wine and call them over!"
The steward couldn't help but be startled. The prince never entertained guests in this courtyard. Why did he change the rules this time? It was rare for the house to be lively. The steward hurriedly responded and immediately went down to make preparations.
The whole yard was very lively as they exchanged cups and cups.
During the banquet, everyone talked freely, and Song Chengxuan was in a good mood. He listened to everyone talking and laughing and raised his glass frequently.
Yong Ye was waiting on the side and found Song Chengxuan looking sideways out of the window.
Song Chengxuan suddenly said: "The flowers in the yard are blooming well this year." The bright flowers were like the smile on her lips, the most gorgeous color.
Yong Ye followed Song Chengxuan's gaze and looked over. The bare branches were swaying in the wind. The corners of his mouth could not help but tremble: "They are blooming very well, otherwise I will go to the garden and cut a branch..."
Song Chengxuan shook his hand, feeling a little dizzy: "I'm drunk, let everyone disperse early!"
Yong Ye nodded and immediately turned around to give instructions, but the generals were unwilling to leave.
"How could the young master get drunk? Don't lie to us. The young master drank in the entire military camp and never got drunk. We were the ones who fell down every time."
"Yes, I haven't had a few drinks today. Yongye, stay away while I go talk to the young master."
The man smiled and tried to push Yong Ye, but he didn't expect that he could not push Yong Ye. Yong Ye stood there like a mountain peak.
Yong Ye usually likes to have a straight face, but he has always been gentle. I don’t know why he was uncharacteristic today. Before the general could recover, Yong Ye had already grabbed the collar of his clothes. Yong Ye had a deep expression and a touch of blood in his eyes: "I said
The young master is drunk, please get out of here, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
When Yong Ye said this, the atmosphere suddenly changed. Although the generals were unhappy, they were afraid of disturbing Song Chengxuan, so they walked out dejectedly one by one.
Song Chengxuan seemed unaware of what was happening outside. He leaned on the couch, holding the wine glass in his hand, and looked out the window.
The servants brought another heating cage to him, but he felt increasingly cold. He had never felt like this before. He wanted to get up and move his body, but he felt as if all his strength had been taken away and he weighed a thousand pounds.
Suddenly realizing something, a look of relief appeared on Song Chengxuan's face: "Yongye, take me to her room!"
This walk was very slow, and all the injuries he suffered on the battlefield came back to him at this moment, making him stagger a little while walking. It was difficult for him to straighten his back, his hands could not use strength, and it became difficult to breathe.
.
The dead souls on the battlefield have no age distinction. He is also made of flesh and blood, so how could he be spared by the flames of war?
Finally, he walked to her house. Normally, he would just stand outside the house, not daring to go in for fear of finding that she was gone. But this time, he stood there and knocked on the door gently.
When no one responded, he raised his hand and pushed open the door.
After looking at the furnishings in the room, Song Chengxuan sat on the couch outside. From here, he could see the situation in the inner room. When she was recovering here, he often sat here to accompany her.
She can't get too close, which will inevitably make her feel uncomfortable, but she can't be too far away. This is the distance he can accept.
Song Chengxuan lay down and told Yong Ye: "Go out, I want to stay by myself for a while."
Yong Ye nodded.
The room became quiet again, and Song Chengxuan slowly closed his eyes, only to feel that his whole body was slowly being surrounded by a coldness. It turned out to be so cold.
I was so sad when I finally left.
sorry.
Song Chengxuan thought of Xu Qinghuan's appearance before leaving.
"I can't afford to be embarrassed. I will accompany you next time."
His hand slowly lowered, and the whole world seemed to be swallowed up by darkness. After an unknown amount of time, there was a faint glimmer of light.
A man walked forward slowly holding a lamp.
is her.
She stood under the flower tree and smiled at him. He got up and walked up quickly, finally reaching her side.
She walked forward without saying a word, and he followed closely. He was worried that she might disappear in the blink of an eye, so he wanted to hold her hand, but finally he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to hold her.
Her hands are warm and soft.
He just held her hand, took the lamp in her hand and walked with her through the garden.
He didn't know where they would go.
But, just go anywhere.
all good.
…
Yong Ye listened to the sounds in the room, and gradually everything became quiet. He took out the long sword from his waist and wiped it gently, making the sword shiny.
The young master has gone to find his wife.
Wait for him, he will go and stay behind them. If anyone dares to stop them again, he will kill gods when he encounters them and Buddha when he encounters them.
The bright sword blade was gently raised, the moonlight reflected on it, and gradually a touch of bright red appeared on it.
…
"Young Master, Young Master..."
Song Chengxuan woke up from a nap.
"Sir, Master Zhang has sent a message. He has a clue about that person. He may be in Fengxiang."
Many spies were discovered in the southeast, and further investigation revealed that these people might be related to Duo Gansi. The Prince of Guangping came to ask for help, hoping that he could find out the matter.
"Go to Fengxiang." Song Chengxuan stood up.
Yongye said: "Young Master has just come back, should you take a rest?"
Song Chengxuan turned around and walked out of the house without saying anything. He had just slept and the fatigue of many days seemed to be gone. This matter was not trivial. It was reasonable for him to go to Fengxiang to investigate the case as a recruiter.
The two of them rushed to Fengxiang without saying any more words.
Master Zhang had already found clues in Fengxiang, and Song Chengxuan also dressed up in disguise to prepare to meet Master Zhang. Walking among the crowd, he accidentally raised his head and saw a woman standing on the teahouse not far away.
The woman was also looking at him, their eyes facing each other. There was a strange look in the woman's eyes, full of defense and surprise, as if she was very familiar with him.
Song Chengxuan frowned and suddenly became wary, who is this woman?