Li Zicheng was tortured almost to death. What did he come to explain in person? Why did he torture him?
Isn’t that asking for trouble?
The palace owner said calmly: "Don't want to go? Do you know the story of Yuan Chongluan of the Eighth Army of the Southern Xinjiang Army?"
Gongyang Qing was startled. He was from the public family, and he was really not very interested in the affairs of the military palace and didn't know much about it.
"Your Majesty, do you want to tell me a story?" Gongyang Qing said with a smile.
He was obviously not interested in the so-called story.
The palace owner picked up the brush and wrote three words Yuan Chongluan on the paper.
"One day, Xia Qingchen led the Yunlan regiment to Yuan Chongluan's territory and specially ordered a female soldier to report military intelligence. However, General Yuan was obsessed with the female soldier and suddenly became interested."
Gong Yangqing listened disapprovingly. What was there to hear about trivial matters?
"The female soldier had a strong temperament and threatened to kill herself. She rejected General Yuan. However, General Yuan had no choice but to give up, then injured the female soldier and threw her down the mountain."
Hearing this, Gong Yangqing said indifferently: "Those rough guys in the army are just like that, there's nothing surprising about it."
I really don’t understand. Is this considered a story?
The palace owner put down his pen and said calmly: "Do you know what happened next?"
And what happens next?
Gong Yangqing took it for granted and said: "Xia Qingchen is very angry and scolds Yuan Chongluan?"
But, that's all.
After all, Yuan Chongluan is a general with a lower rank. What can Xia Qingchen do to him?
"Later..." the palace owner said with deep eyes: "He led his troops to capture Yuan Chongluan's territory and executed him on the spot."
Gong Yangqing, who was leaning on the back of his chair, suddenly sat up straight and was startled: "Killing a general just because a female soldier was injured?"
There is a huge difference between a female soldier and a general!
Is Xia Qingchen being too protective?
"In addition, tens of thousands of people from the Eighth Army were killed and wounded," the palace owner added.
Gong Yangqing's face looked a little ugly, and his heart was pounding.
A female soldier even made Xia Qingchen furious. He tortured the palace master of the Ling Palace until he almost died. What would happen to Xia Qingchen?
The palace owner said: "So, follow my instructions and come to the door as soon as possible to explain."
Gong Yangqing was worried and nodded distractedly: "Oh, oh, okay."
The palace owner glanced at his face calmly and said thoughtfully, "You're not hiding anything from me, are you?"
Gong Yangqing quickly came to his senses and said: "Of course not!"
He stood up uneasily: "I won't disturb the palace master, I will take my leave."
In his heart, he held a deep sense of luck.
This place is Liangzhou City at the foot of the Emperor, not the land in the north of the Great Wall. Xia Qingchen shouldn't dare to be so presumptuous, right?
The words were falling.
Suddenly, a purple light shot into the sky, making the sky above bright.
In the study room, the purple light penetrated through the white paper, making the room slightly purple.
Gong Yangqing looked up and said in surprise: "Is this an emergency summons signal from the military palace? Why did it appear in the city?"
Normally, shouldn't it appear on a battlefield where a war is taking place, or during an exercise in a military camp in the suburbs?
"Also, it's a purple signal. Which team is this?" Gongyang Qing thought and murmured.
The palace master's face looked extremely worried under the purple light, and he said slowly: "This is the summoning signal of the Purple Word Heavenly Group!"
There is only one person who can issue the summons!
Xia Qingchen!
Gong Yangqing's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a strong sense of foreboding. He asked, "Why did he launch an emergency summons in the city?"
The palace owner said solemnly: "There must be something big, so big that we don't hesitate to use force."
Gong Yangqing's heart was beating wildly.
Only he understands why Xia Qingchen summoned the Purple Word Heavenly Group.
The luck in his heart was being shattered bit by bit: "The Purple Word Heavenly Group has been disbanded, so there shouldn't be anyone left to gather, right?"
The palace master thought deeply: "It's hard to say! Although Xia Qingchen's achievements were suppressed by King Liang, most people in the world don't know about it, but which soldier in the military palace doesn't know that he is the real unparalleled God of War?"
"He is a flag in the hearts of all the soldiers in Liangjing. Now that he is back and giving orders to his old troops, there may not be anyone who listens to his call."
Gong Yangqing's heart felt cold and his palms were covered with sweat.
"What's wrong with you?" the palace master asked.
Gongyang Qing forced himself to calm down: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just a little surprised why Xia Qingchen went to war."
The palace owner nodded and said curiously: "I'm surprised too! Xia Qingchen should understand that summoning old troops in the city is a very sensitive matter."
If it reaches the ears of King Liang, he will easily be suspicious of whether he has the intention to rebel.
"But, what could make him so angry?" the palace owner murmured.
Gong Yangqing's heart kept sinking, and he quickly said: "I'll take my leave first."
The palace owner stared at the lingering purple brilliance, and for some reason, he felt inexplicably worried.
City Guard Corps, Zhengbei Military Region.
A soldier who was sleeping soundly in his tent was suddenly woken up by someone tapping his shoulder.
"Old Zhao?" The latter rubbed his confused eyes: "Why are you calling me if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"
The soldier named Lao Zhao silently pointed to the purple light lingering in the sky outside the camp.
When the latter saw it, he suddenly woke up and said: "Urgent summons order for the Purple Heavenly Group? It's Mr. Xia who summoned us!"
The soldier named Lao Zhao looked solemnly outside the camp, under the purple light, with a complicated expression.
"But... the Purple Character Heavenly Regiment has been disbanded. I am now a soldier captain under the Snow Bird Heavenly Regiment. Should I...should I answer the call?" the latter hesitated.
Military regulations are like a mountain. He has changed his identity. According to military regulations, he is absolutely not allowed to be called up again.
Old Zhao looked deeply into the sky and said hoarsely: "Master Xia sacrificed his life for the country. Not only did he not get any good results, he was also deprived of all honors. Even the Purple Letter Heavenly Group under his command was disbanded."
"King Liang is ruthless, I can't let him feel unjust."
The latter was deeply touched. Indeed, King Liang could chill Xia Qingchen's heart, but they could not. They were soldiers cultivated by Xia Qingchen.
After looking at his sleeping new companions, the latter quietly got up and got out of the tent.
Similar scenes were staged in all major military regions.
In a certain camp in the Northwest Military Region.
Lian Xing leaned on the chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
A burst of purple light flashed, and his starry eyes suddenly opened, with a smile on his pretty face: "I'm finally back!"
She got up and left the tent.
Only a military palace token with the three characters "Zhang Lianxing" printed on it was left.
In another tent, Qiuqiu, lying among a pile of bitches, also opened his eyes alertly.
His dog eyes lit up and he grinned, "I've finally had enough of the barracks!"
In the dead of night, the quiet Liangzhou City was also disturbed by the sound of footsteps one after another.
Residents who were still sleeping lightly woke up from their dreams and came to the window to look at the scattered soldiers running past on the street.
In the streets and alleys, all the soldiers headed towards the central square.
There, there is a two-story attic.
On the second floor, in the shadow of a lone fire, a handsome young man in white is drinking alone in the air. (There is another update, at 5 p.m.)