Chapter 470: The Leader

After the court meeting, the content of the Babaili Express Tang newspaper spread rapidly.

Every Beijing official is spreading the word, and no one speaks in a low voice, behind closed doors. Disseminated in a swift and depressing manner. .

Before that, there were layers upon layers of vermilion walls in the imperial palace, and Jingxiu Palace where Concubine Chen lived.

Lin'an, who had a bright face and charming and affectionate eyes, had just paid his respects to his mother and concubine, and stayed in Jingxiu Palace to talk with her.

Concubine Chen drank the health-preserving tea, looked at her bright and charming daughter, and sighed:

"Wei Yuan led the army to go out, and it will be a huge and covetous military achievement. This Wei Yuan is the biggest threat to your crown prince brother's position in the East Palace, but it is also the most stable cornerstone of the crown prince."

Lin'an took a sip of tea, dyed his small mouth delicate and moist, and did not respond.

As a princess, she is obviously unqualified, but under the influence of her ears and eyes, her level is a little bit, so it is not difficult to understand the meaning of the mother concubine's words.

There is no doubt that Wei Yuan supported the fourth prince, because Wei Yuan was an eunuch from Fengqi Palace.

But Wei Yuan is also the most stable "cornerstone" for the prince. His father is suspicious, and Wei Yuan's achievements are so high that it is naturally impossible for the fourth prince to be the prince.

Concubine Chen said with emotion: "It would be great if Wei Yuan could die on the battlefield."

Hearing this sentence, Lin'an frowned, not because she was dissatisfied with her concubine cursing Wei Yuan, but she and Wei Yuan had no friendship.

She just felt that when the concubine mother said this, her tone and expression were full of certainty in hope, yes, it was certainty.

It seems to know something, but before the final conclusion is made, I am a little nervous and not sure about it.

The second princess, who has a girlish innocence, of course does not have a deep level of observation and observation, but the woman in front of her is her biological mother, and she is one of the people she is most familiar with.

While chatting, the light outside the door was blocked, the prince stepped over the threshold, hurried in, and shouted: "Mother Concubine, Mother Concubine"

Lin'an turned his head and saw his elder brother entering the room. His expression was very complicated, with regret mixed with excitement, and grief mixed with joy.

Concubine Chen smiled and said, "Prince, please sit down."

Greet the maid to make tea for the prince.

The prince waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need it, and sent the maid away, sat down on the soft edge covered with bright yellow silk, paused for a long time, and then said slowly:

"Mother and concubine, Wei Yuan died in battle in the northeast."

The expressions of the mother and daughter froze at the same time, and after a few seconds, two completely different expressions appeared.

Lin'an's face turned pale slightly, his shock mixed with confusion and worry.

Concubine Chen was in ecstasy, the joy was so great that her body trembled slightly, and her tone also trembled: "Really?!"

The crown prince nodded and gave an affirmative answer: "The urgent document arrived last night at 800 li. This morning, my father held an impromptu meeting to discuss the matter. The news of Wei Yuan's death in battle will soon spread throughout the capital. With an army of 100,000, only With more than 16,000 people withdrawn, I have suffered heavy losses in this battle."

Concubine Chen's face was flushed with excitement, and her face was full of spring. Even though her son and daughter had already grown up, she still had a unique charm and did not look old at all.

"As long as you can ascend to the throne, what are the necessary sacrifices?" Concubine Chen said loudly.

It seems to be educating the prince, and it seems to be comforting himself.

The crown prince nodded, and sighed again: "It's a pity that Wei Yuan died. This person has a very strong view of the overall situation. I once hoped that after he ascended the throne in the future, he would accept the reality and serve the palace."

There were only three flesh-and-blood people present, and the prince did not shy away from speaking.

"Prince, your biggest problem is that you like to be whimsical, and you like to look forward to some impossible things."

Concubine Chen reprimanded, a smile appeared on her charming face, and said: "Let's stay in Jingxiu Palace for lunch, and drink a few cups with Concubine Mother. After Wei Yuan died, Concubine Mother's heart disease was finally cured, and she felt relaxed."

The prince also laughed: "Okay, today my son will have a good drink with my mother and concubine."

Lin'an looked at them silently, looking at the two people who were connected by her blood, she suddenly felt intense sadness.

This kind of sadness stems from loneliness. What they said, what they did, what they were happy about, and what they were angry about, it was difficult for her to identify and empathize with her as before.

I don't know when, I have drifted away from them.

Not long after the morning court ended, a piece of paper passed through secret channels layer by layer, and finally fell into the hands of the chief guard of Dexin Garden.

He unfolded it and took a look, then his face changed drastically, and he rushed to Huaiqing's bedroom.

At this time Huaiqing had already woken up, was sitting in the outer room enjoying breakfast, she looked at the head guard who came in a hurry and stopped outside the door, frowned and asked: "What's the matter?"

The chief guard didn't speak, stepped over the threshold, and handed over the note tremblingly.

Huaiqing frowned, with some doubts, took the note and read it.

All I saw was that her clear and beautiful face became pale a little bit, and even her lips lost their color.

After doing this for a long time, she woke up suddenly, as if she remembered something, she lost her voice: "Mother!!"

Huaiqing got up quickly, ran out of the dormitory, came to the study, and took out a letter from a history book.

She gathered the letter in her sleeve, held up the hem of her skirt, and ran out of the study again.

The letter was given to her by Wei Yuan before he left for the expedition. At that time, there was a request:

"Give this letter to your mother when the time is right."

What is the right time, Huaiqing didn't understand at the time, but now, she understands.

She ran all the way to Fengqi Palace, and the two maids chased after her, panting, holding on to her waist, her face was pale, and she looked like she couldn't survive.

In the Fengqi Palace, the Queen sits in front of the table and spreads incense. She is wearing a golden Luoluan costume and a small phoenix crown on her head. She is beautiful, graceful and luxurious.

This stunning beauty who lives deep in the harem seems to be unable to bear the ruin of her alluring beauty even with time.

In the entire capital, except for the queen who was slightly inferior to me when she was young, all the other women are ten or a hundred chips worse than me——Mu Nanzhi’s Quotations

That's a very high rating.

Because in the eyes of the princess, there are only two kinds of women in the world, one is Mu Nanzhi, and the other is the women in the world.

It is conceivable that such a narcissist can recognize his appearance.

"Why do you want to greet me?"

The queen smiled when she saw her daughter coming.

Her smile was elegant, dignified and luxurious, and she did not show too much enthusiasm for her daughter's arrival.

The queen is still the queen, as gentle and dignified as ever.

In the eyes of outsiders, the empress is approachable, gentle, and a true mother.

For example, Xu Qi'an, who once exaggerated the queen's gentle temperament and no pretensions, and many more people like him.

But in Huaiqing's view, this is the real indifference.

In Huaiqing's impression, this queen mother is always dignified and indifferent, gentle and reserved, so reserved that even her daughter is difficult to get close to.

"Duke Wei, you died in battle at the main altar of the Witch God Sect."

Huaiqing said concisely.

Then, she saw this elegant and dignified woman, who made the queen like a watertight woman, lose her manners for the first time.

"You are lying!"

She screamed suddenly, her phoenix eyes widened, she didn't look at Huaiqing as her daughter, but as her enemy.

Huaiqing stared at his mother, Qiu Shui's bright eyes flashed with sadness.

What Xu Qi'an can guess, she can naturally guess too. Many things have been explained in the case of Concubine Fu.

She put the envelope on the table, and said calmly: "Before Wei Gong went out to fight, I asked me to hand over the letter to you."

After speaking, she turned and left.

Stepping over the threshold and leaving the room, she didn't leave immediately, but waited in the courtyard for a while, until the Queen's heart-piercing cries came from inside.

Weeping blood, the pain pierced my heart.

Huaiqing raised his head, and in the bleak autumn day, among the white clouds, he seemed to see that gentle and refined man again.

Wei Gong, what kind of story do you have with her?

The Xu family came to Yunlu Academy again and took refuge with the whole family.

Xu Lingyin was dragged by her aunt to climb the mountain reluctantly, her two shallow eyebrows were furrowed, and she asked loudly: "Mother, are you going to send me here to study again?"

My aunt said angrily, "No, I have already given up on you."

Xu Lingyin jumped vigorously, and smiled: "Mother is the best to me."

Why did I give birth to such a worthless daughter? My aunt almost cried because of her.

When they arrived at the academy, they went to the small courtyard where they lived in the previous two times with ease.

After making arrangements for the family, Xu Qi'an and Li Miaozhen left the courtyard side by side, and saw the dean Zhao Shou standing not far away, looking at him with a serious face.

"Before Wei Yuan left for the expedition, he entrusted me to keep two things and let me hand them over to you when the time is right."

Zhao Shou took out a letter from his arms, handed it to Xu Qi'an, and said, "This is the letter he left for you."

Another thing he didn't mention.

Xu Qi'an didn't ask, took the letter, put it in his arms, and nodded slightly.

The two left with swords.

On the border of Xiangzhou, Yuyang Pass.

The desolate barking of the dog echoed in the sky, circling circles in the sky far away.

At the top of the city, the soldiers shook their heads, and a centurion spit out a mouthful of phlegm and said cursingly, "The bastards of the Yan Kingdom are here to show off their power again."

The target was too high and too far, beyond the range of the bow and crossbow. The flying beast scouts were very experienced, and they didn't give the high-ranking warrior a chance. If something went wrong, they would immediately let the dog fly away.

Even if it is a master of the fourth rank, it is impossible for Yukong to catch up with this kind of strange beast that is known for its speed.

The centurion turned to look at the low-morale soldiers, out of breath, and cursed:

"Damn it, look at the way you are now, like a waste whose daughter-in-law has been slept by a wild man, show your aura. Wei Gong led his brothers to capture Jingshan City. Jingshan City, the main altar of the Witch God Cult.

"Let's not talk about our Dafeng, even Dazhou, this is the first time, and it will be written in the history books. Do you know what this means? You vulgar things."

The centurion waved his fist excitedly: "Your name will go down in history!"

"But Wei Gong died in battle"

The soldiers around said in a low voice.

The centurion's face instantly collapsed, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Is the war won?

In the eyes of these soldiers who went out with the army, if they win, they will penetrate the hinterland of the Yan Kingdom and capture the main altar of the Witch God Sect. Such a victory, not to mention more than 80,000 lives, even if it is 100,000 or 200,000, is a good deal of.

The total number of people who died in this battle of the Witch God Cult, including ordinary people and soldiers, has reached a million.

Big win.

But Wei Yuan's death was a heavy blow to the soldiers of the Great Feng.

The kind that directly breaks morale.

After withdrawing from the territory of the Witch God Sect, the 16,000 remnants stationed at Yuyang Pass, waiting for the imperial court's instructions.

During this period, the scouts of Dafeng and Yanguo have been monitoring each other, sending news to each other, and they are nervously and actively paying attention to each other's movements.

Suddenly, the shrill and pitiful bark of the dog broke the silence, and the scout who was showing off his power in the distant sky, together with his flying beast, was torn apart.

Blood was spilled.

The soldiers at the top of the city squinted their eyes and saw a black shadow beheading the dog scouts, then turned around and flew towards the top of the city.

Immediately afterwards, they heard the woman in Taoist robe say loudly: "I am a disciple of Tianzong, Li Miaozhen."

The centurion let out a breath slowly, feeling relieved.

"It's the saint of Tianzong, the heroine Feiyan."

"Who is Feiyan Lady?"

"You don't even know Feiyan Lady, she is the saint of Tianzong."

"It seems very powerful to be able to fly with a sword"

"It's not just powerful, Feiyan is invincible. Where she is, no one will dare to do evil."

"real or fake?"

"Everyone says so"

The soldiers were pleasantly whispering to each other. The lower class had little or no idea of ​​rank. In their eyes, a third-rank master was not as good as a well-known chivalrous man.

In the future, there will be a special vocabulary called "nationality".

If Xu Qi'an came, they would think that their side was already invincible. Because Xu Yinluo was angry with the crown for the common people, and killed the Duke in the street, the court dared not fart, and the emperor was forced by him to condemn himself.

Li Miaozhen landed the flying sword, stopped steadily above the city, and fell with Xu Qi'an.

This is the legendary Lady Feiyan? It was such a beautiful girl like a flower. The soldiers looked at the two young men and women with scrutiny.

Then, they all looked at the man behind Tianzong Saintess in unison.

His facial features are handsome and delicate, he does not give people a feeling of femininity or "beauty", but a handsome and handsome.

His expression was indifferent, and there was an indelible sadness engraved between his brows.

He is somewhat familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere, but he can't remember who it is.

Until the body of the centurion trembled, his rough face suddenly flushed red, and he said tremblingly: "Xu, Xu Yinluo"

Xu Qi'an looked at the centurion, did not answer, just nodded slightly.

In the barracks below the city, more than 10,000 soldiers suddenly heard strong cheers erupting from the top of the city, and the noise was like boiling.

Some of them rushed out of the camp, some reined in their horses, some stopped their work, and turned their heads to look at the city.

They heard countless cheers, merged into one voice:

Xu Yingong!

For the "dragons without a leader" Dafeng soldiers, the word Xu Yinluo is a shot in the arm, a backbone, and a guiding light for them to no longer be confused.

Since ancient times, the leaders have always been people with high prestige.

In the military tent.

"Wei Gong brought five golden gongs to the battle, why are you the only one who came to see me, what about the others?"

Seeing Zhang Kaitai who had been away for many days, Xu Qi'an asked in a calm tone.

Zhang Kaitai, who hadn't shaved for a long time, said softly:

"Dead, all of them died in the main altar of the Sorcerer's Sect. Some fought against the wizard, and some were affected by the devastating battle and died on the spot. Among the fourth rank, only Chen Ying and I withdrew back."

After a long absence, Xu Qi'an had the urge to smoke. He collected himself and said softly, "Where is Duke Wei?"

Zhang Kaitai looked at him. This young man had a calm expression and a stable mood. He seemed very calm.

However, when Zhang Kaitai met those bright eyes, he subconsciously avoided them.

He looked aside and said, "We couldn't bring him back."

Xu Qi'an's body shook.

After a long silence, she let out a breath slowly: "Tell me what happened, starting with your expedition."

Zhang Kaitai nodded, and said: "Actually, I have only come to understand many things now, for example, why Duke Wei is in such a hurry, because from the beginning, we will not have food and grass."

"No food?"

Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank slightly.

100,000 people go out to fight, without food?

Is this a war, or is it sending people to death, is Yuan Jing crazy? Are you mad?

Do you really want Wei Gong to die so much?

"After the brothers withdrew, Chen Ying led a team to behead all the officials of the Sanzhou Household Department in a rage. Hundreds of people were killed. Then he returned to Beijing with a hundred men and horses."

Zhang Kaitai shook his head: "He wants to confront His Majesty, and the princes."

Zhang Kaitai eloquently explained that after the expedition, Wei Yuan secretly divided his troops, and some of them went overland to attack the city and pull out the stronghold, and captured the Yan Kingdom in the shortest time possible.

But it was hindered by the city wall of Yandu, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Although Yandu was not captured, Duke Wei's goal had been achieved and the troops of Yan and Kang were held back.

It has been said that Wei Yuan summoned Confucian saint Xu Ying to fight desperately with the witch god until he died in battle.

It's him, it's him, it's Joan of Arc Xu Qi'an's face twisted.

After listening to Zhang Kaitai's description, he was very sure that the mysterious master who joined forces with the Witch God Cult to kill Wei Yuan was the late Emperor Joan of Arc.