The moon has turned to the west, and the sky is as dark as the bottom of a pot. Wu Song, the leader of the team responsible for guarding the east gate of Chang'an, hugs his halberd and leans against the pillar under the tower to take a nap. This is the darkest time of the day, even if
No matter how ferocious a thief is, he rarely chooses to take action at this time. Besides, this is Chang'an, where the capital of the country is located. There are Confederate troops outside the city and guards inside the city. Who dares to go wild after eating a bear's heart and a leopard?
Captain Hei Gou is a veteran, and he keeps one eye open even when he sleeps. Only with this ability can he come back alive from the battlefield at Yanmen Pass. Hei Gou was lucky. He not only came back alive that time, but also picked up something
With three heads, he suddenly became a person with a title. With the title, he no longer had to go to the border to fight for his life. And because of his tallness, I don't know who took a fancy to him. He was transferred from a border soldier to Zhi Jinwu.
Became a corps leader.
Black Dog suddenly opened his eyes, listened carefully for a while, and quickly stretched out his hand to push Wu Song: "Team leader, there is a situation!"
Wu Song turned over and continued his sweet dream: "What's happening now? If you sleep for a while, the changing of the guard is about to happen!"
Black Dog did not relax because of Wu Song's indifference, but became even more nervous: "There are really people coming, quite a few of them, and they are all riding horses!"
Wu Song reluctantly sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and let out a long yawn: "Chang'an Zongma, is this guy looking for death? Think our bows and arrows are vegetarian?"
The sound of horse hoofbeats was getting closer and closer, and Wu Song also vaguely heard some of it. A quickie stood up and kicked the subordinates beside him fiercely: "Get up, get the hell up, where are the archers? Where are they dead?"
There was a panic on the top of the city, and they finally found the archers. The guy hadn't woken up yet, Wu Song slapped him with one ear and turned the guy around twice, and he was stunned. Wu Song roared:
"Mom, I'm so used to you. Listen, people are already at the city gate!"
Torches were thrown down from the city tower one by one, and more than a dozen figures flashed out of the black shadow outside the city gate. Someone shouted to the city tower: "Open the door, Yanmen Pass is calling!"
Wu Song heard the words "Yanmen Pass" clearly. This kind of thing happened more than once. If we talk about it, it happens several times every year. Whether it is Yanmen Pass, Daijun, or Xiaoguan, urgent reports will come from time to time. According to common sense,
It was speculated that the Huns were coming to harm the Han people again. Such a major event must not be delayed, not to mention that Wu Song also saw that those people's helmets had three red feathers.
The Red Feather Courier is the fastest courier. Usually, the Red Feather Courier is used only for border police situations. These people are not influenced by anyone. They have only one mission, which is to deliver the message directly to them as quickly as possible.
When he arrived at the palace, even the guards at the palace gate had no right to stop him. Wu Song froze, and immediately ordered someone to open the door. At the same time, he sent someone to report what happened at the east gate to minimize his own risk.
The city gate was only opened a crack, and the horses of the Red Ling Messenger started again. The sound of horse hooves trampled on the streets of Chang'an, making a crisp sound. Many people were awakened, and some bold ones lay at the door or looked out the window.
Look, he is still mumbling something.
Watching the Red Feather Messenger get into the darkness of Chang'an City, Wu Song wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned to look at the black dog, and nodded solemnly. Fortunately, the black dog's ears were very good. If he had been slower,
If those guys get angry, they should at least go to Shangguan. Not to mention that they cannot keep their lead, the lives of the whole family will be in danger.
Liu Jiqing appeared at the door of Yongning Palace as quietly as a cat. He ignored the chamberlain who was napping against the door frame and hurriedly walked in. Emperor Liu Che was sleeping soundly. Liu Jiqing called out twice, but Liu Che didn't.
There was no reaction at all. Liu Jiqing gritted his teeth, crept close to the dragon bed, stretched out his hand and shook the emperor twice.
"Your Majesty, wake up, Your Majesty, wake up!"
Liu Che was frightened and reached out to touch the sword placed on the bedside. Liu Jiqing immediately fell to his knees and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I have something important to report!"
When he saw clearly that it was Liu Jiqing, Liu Che put the sword back on the dragon's bedside. Wei Zifu, who was inside Liu Che, was also awakened. Seeing that the emperor was about to get up, he quickly grabbed the cloak on the side and put it on the emperor.
Liu Che felt very unhappy when his sleep was disturbed. It took him three breaths to suppress his anger: "What is worthy of waking me up in the middle of the night?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Yanmen Pass is urgent!"
The anger in Liu Che's heart disappeared in an instant. He climbed up from the bed, without even bothering to put on his shoes, and hurriedly ran out of the hall. As he ran, he asked: "Where is the person? Where is the person?"
Liu Jiqing held the emperor's fallen cloak in one hand and the emperor's thank you in the other, following closely behind the emperor: "Your Majesty, please slow down, we are waiting for the order outside the announcement room!"
"Quickly, go quickly!" Liu Che urged Liu Jiqing while putting on his shoes: "By the way, go ahead. The prime minister, the Taiwei, and the imperial censor are all here. Go quickly!"
As soon as the emperor gave the order, the palace was full of chaos. Those who went out to look for people were looking for people, and those who announced that Hongling's messenger was entering the palace were entering the palace. The emperor was surrounded by a large group of palace maids and chamberlains, helping the emperor to dress as he walked. The emperor was a
The Supreme One must never appear in front of officials with a sloppy image, not even a few unscrupulous red-feathered messengers.
Coming from Yongning Hall, the emperor neither sat down nor rode a horse, but trotted all the way. He walked wherever was convenient. His favorite flowers in the garden were stepped on, and the emperor didn't even look at them. His favorite porcelain in the corridor was broken.
, the emperor didn't even blink, and a few of the servants didn't even have time to kneel down to pay their respects. The emperor didn't say anything, and passed by them in a hurry.
The concubines and the Queen Mother in the harem were also awakened. Wei Zifu immediately went to Changle Palace to greet the Queen Mother and explained the reason. In short, from the moment Liu Che woke up, no one in the palace could sleep again.
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People on Zhuque Street were also shouting "horse neigh". Dou Ying was the first to rush to the palace and was immediately taken to the propaganda room by the chamberlain. The chamberlain who delivered the order did not explain what was going on, but Dou Ying saw a few people standing outside the palace gate.
The messenger with red feathers, there is still something he doesn’t understand. He followed the chamberlain and entered the announcement room. Before Dou Ying could salute, Liu Che said: "Prime Minister, please excuse me and please take a seat!"
The lieutenant and the imperial censor also arrived. Liu Jiqing stretched his neck and shouted: "Xuan, the red-feathered messenger has entered the palace!"
Everyone was silent and craned their necks to stare at the gate. Liu Che was the same, he was the most anxious. Ever since Su Ren sent the plan, Liu Che was so excited that he couldn't sleep. Zhengri studied with his closest ministers.
Arrangements were made one by one according to what Su Ren said. When the army left Chang'an, Liu Che's heart not only did not let go, but became even higher.
Since the founding of the Han Dynasty, the Huns have been a close enemy of the Han Dynasty. For hundreds of years, they can only be appeased by the peace and marriage policy, but the effect does not seem to be very good. The Huns will still harass the border counties of the Han Dynasty from time to time. If the Huns can really be defeated by the main force this time
If he is annihilated, Liu Che will definitely become the emperor of the ages, and the Han Dynasty will have peace for at least a hundred years.
There were five red feather messengers in total, and the leader was carrying a cloth bag behind his back. After entering the main hall, he immediately knelt down and saluted: "I'm here to greet you, your majesty. I'm reporting an emergency at Yanmen Gate. Please have your Majesty's attention!"
The red feather messenger didn't talk nonsense. He went straight to the topic as soon as he came up and raised the cloth bag high with both hands. Liu Jiqing hurriedly stepped forward, took it respectfully, turned around and put it on Liu Che's desk. He didn't care about Hong kneeling on the ground.
None of the Ling messengers reminded the emperor. They all watched with wide eyes as the emperor opened the cloth bag and took out a pile of neatly stacked papers.
Liu Che took a deep breath, his hands shaking a little, for fear of seeing something that would make him want to cry. He unfolded it gently and read only three or two lines. The excitement in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
"Hahaha..." After reading it in one breath, Liu Che laughed loudly, and the laughter shocked everyone in the Xuanshi Palace. He looked at it carefully and saw that he had read it correctly. He closed the memorial, took a breath, and handed it to Liu Che.
Ji Qing: "Let the Prime Minister and others be happy. You have worked hard all the way. Each of you will go to the Shaofu to receive one hundred gold!"
Several red-feathered messengers kowtowed quickly. They could not refuse the emperor's reward. What's more, this time it was one hundred gold, which was enough for their family to live comfortably for the rest of their lives. The joy in their hearts was naturally beyond words, and the fatigue on their bodies was much less.
I hope there will be such an opportunity next time. After hurriedly thanking them, a servant led them to receive their rewards.
Dou Ying was the leader of the three princes, so naturally he was the second person to read the memorial. After reading it, the expression on his face was strange. He said he was crying but also laughing, and he said he was laughing but also felt like crying. He did not wait for the last imperial censor.
After reading it, Dou Ying immediately came out and bowed to Liu Che three times and kowtowed nine times: "I congratulate Your Majesty and wish me a great man who will last forever!"
Dou Ying had already expressed his position, and the Taiwei and the imperial censor immediately followed. For a while, the shouts of long live could not be heard in the announcement room, and during this period, there were even more unrestrained laughter from the emperor and his ministers.
The emperor would never enjoy such a big happy event alone. The important ministers in the propaganda room knew about it, and soon the concubines in the harem also knew about it. The news spread from ten to ten, and before dawn, the whole city of Chang'an knew about it.
The official army defeated the Xiongnu in Mayi, beheading tens of thousands and capturing tens of thousands. Shanyu led an army of 200,000 to attack Mayi, but he fled with thousands of defeated troops.
After half a night, the streets and alleys of Chang'an City were covered with notices. The content was exactly the same and the words were not long. They were to promote the news of Dahan's victory. At the same time, Dahan Daily also posted the news the next day.
A special issue was issued, praising the victory of the Han Dynasty from all angles. Only then did the people know that this victory had been prepared for years ago. No wonder several soldiers in their own village had not returned for a year.
Everyone went to Mayi to kill the emperor.
Cui Chengru was sitting on the top floor of Cuixiang Building drinking tea. The storyteller in the lobby was telling the story of the Mayi War vividly and heartily. The diners in the hall even forgot to put food into their mouths and stared for a moment.
He kept staring at the dancing storyteller. Cui Chengru had a smile on his face. The dark clouds that had been weighing on him for the past year had finally dispersed. His useless son had become an official this time.
I am worthy of the kindness of my ancestors.
"Old shopkeeper!" A waiter interrupted Cui Chengru's thoughts: "Here comes a letter from Mr." (To be continued)
