Chapter 322 The Emperor Gets Sick

Deng Cui is an uncertain general. His style is that he has no style, no trace, and he likes to do everything on a whim. Deliberation is a waste of time for him, and arranging troops is a child's game. , and the four words he often put on his lips are "according to changes".

That afternoon, General Deng had been sleeping soundly. He got up from the bed at sunset, washed his face, ate supper, summoned all the generals in the city full of energy, and announced that he would launch a nighttime sneak attack on the Huns outside the city.

No one understands that General Deng came up with this plan in a dream? Or do you prepare early and sleep to recharge your energy? In short, no one knew about the plan in advance, and everyone was surprised.

Deng Cui's battle plan was extremely simple. He selected 20 generals, and each of the 20 selected 100 soldiers, a total of 2,000 soldiers. They went out of the city through the south gate and attacked the camp with the largest number of Huns.

Among these twenty generals, there are fierce generals like Fan Zangshan, senior officials like the frontier general of the Northern Army, powerful children from aristocratic families, leaders of the guards around the emperor, and junior officers from Jincheng, no matter how high or low they are. No matter how high or low, you can only choose a hundred soldiers, not even one more.

The preparation time he left for the generals was very short, only over an hour, and he set off on time at the second watch.

Two thousand soldiers, accounting for a little more than half of Jincheng's defenders, had no special plan and no clear purpose to attack nearly 100,000 enemy troops, which even Fan Zangshan could not understand.

Deng Cui believed himself to be a descendant of the famous general Deng Liao, and was extremely proud. Happening.

Fan Zangshan was deeply admired by the emperor, and his mind was simple, so he immediately rode to the palace.

In extraordinary times, face and etiquette are not so important. The emperor's guards, including the tall and tall Yiwei, were all sent to guard the city, leaving only dozens of guards to protect the entire palace.

Fan Zangshan is very famous. There is no need to notify him when he enters the first gate. The eunuch of the second gate just asks him to wait for a while. Behind the third gate is the emperor's residence, which is strictly guarded. After closing the door, seeing Fan hit the mountain, he nodded at him.

There was a faint sound of the piano behind the door, and Fan Zangshan frowned slightly. It was normal for the emperor to have some hobbies, but at this time he still had a leisurely interest in listening to the piano, which was slightly inconsistent with the emperor in his impression.

"When can I see Your Majesty?" Fan Chongshan tried his best to keep his voice down.

Liu Jie raised a finger, and he didn't know what it meant. Fan Chongshan had to wait, but he was about to leave the city to fight in an hour. He was anxious, and the sound of the piano was just a series of meaningless squeaks through the crack of the door. , not even a tune, the more he listened, the more upset he became.

"Your Majesty! I'm in a hurry!" Fan hit the mountain like a bell, and this voice startled Liu Jie beside him.

"How can you..."

Fan Zangshan was not polite. He grabbed the eunuch's shoulders with both hands and lifted it up like a child. He turned and moved to the side.

Liu Jie was shocked and angry. After landing on his feet, he was speechless for a while, and watched Fan Kangshan push the door and be admitted to the hospital.

The sound of the piano had stopped, and there were several guards standing in the courtyard, lined up in a row, preventing Fan Clanshan from advancing.

"Your Majesty, I'll just say a few words, and then leave!" Fan Chongshan said loudly, since he broke in, he couldn't give up halfway.

Zhang Youcai walked out of the room, "Your Majesty has summoned General Fan."

The guards stepped aside, Fan Zangshan strode into the house, he smelled an aroma as soon as he arrived at the door, his brows furrowed even tighter, thinking what happened to the emperor, listening to the qin and incense, are you afraid of being like this ? Where is the brave emperor who came to the city to direct the battle?

Entering the house, Fan Chongshan finally understood what was going on.

The emperor sat on the chair and tried to straighten his body, but his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and there were faint beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously he was ill.

Fan Kangshan was taken aback, knelt down immediately, and said with concern, "Your Majesty...I don't know..."

"It's okay, a little ill." Han Ruzi tried his best to squeeze a smile, "What's the matter with General Fan?"

Fan Zangshan opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, saying that Deng Cui made a messy plan, and the emperor had to go out in person, but it was difficult to even walk out of the room looking at him, "That...that...I know it's not now. It's time, but... it's very hard for everyone to defend the city, can you... can you give everyone a little reward, without having to execute it immediately, send a few imperial decrees, saying that they want to reward again, everyone will be satisfied, and it will not be too late to reward them after the siege is cleared. ."

"General Fan, don't worry, I have arranged for the officials of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Personnel to formulate a decree. You can see tomorrow that all the soldiers who defend the city will be rewarded."

"Yes, Your Majesty has long thought of it. I am too stupid and in a hurry. Your Majesty has a good rest. I will not disturb you."

Fan Zangshan got up to leave, but Han Ruzi stopped him, "I have caught a cold, and I will recover soon, General Fan...don't take it too seriously."

"Yes, don't take it seriously." Fan Zangshan exited the room and greeted Liu Jie, the middle director.

"Now that you know, you can't talk nonsense when you go out." Liu Jie reminded.

"No, absolutely not, not even if killed." Fan Zangshan was about to swear and swear. He walked to the door and said to Liu Jie, "A victory can make your Majesty's illness go faster, right?"

"Perhaps, if you're in a good mood, your illness will get better sooner... General Fan, don't mess around, fighting a war is not child's play."

"Of course, there's General Deng in charge. I don't think anyone will listen to me." Fan Zangshan strode away, swearing secretly that he would fight a victory tonight no matter what.

In the room, Han Ruzi lay down on his side, but he was no longer in the mood to listen to Qin, and opened his mouth to call Loach, but suddenly remembered that he had been sent out, so he had to say to Zhang Youcai, "Go out and find out what happened, General Fan. Seeing that I am sick, I have nothing to say."

"Your Majesty..." Zhang Youcai left without worry.

"I'm fine, as long as Meng E is here."

Zhang Youcai had no choice but to exit the room and leave quickly.

Meng E was standing in the corner, and Fan Zangshan didn't even notice her existence just now.

"I'll let them continue to play the piano," Meng E said.

Han Ruzi smiled bitterly and said, "Is it really effective? I don't think these aromas and piano sounds are useful, and they don't sound like they can be meditative as before."

"His Majesty's illness is different. One is that he is in a hurry to attack the heart, and the other is that he has been cultivating internal strength for a long time and suddenly stopped, so that the internal organs are guarded by emptiness, so a small amount of wind and cold can become a serious illness."

"Can't I resume my practice?"

"No." Meng E didn't give a reason. "The sound of the piano can replace internal cultivation, incense and medicine, and your Majesty will be cured within three to five days."

Although Meng E was not an imperial doctor, her suggestion to stop practicing internal skills was also due to her suggestion, so Han Ruzi decided to accept her suggestion, "Okay."

Meng E went out, the piano sounded soon, and Meng E also came back, still standing in the corner.

Han Ruzi was drowsy lying on the couch, but he couldn't fall asleep. A thought suddenly popped up in his mind and woke him up, followed by sweating.

"Do you know Master Zhang Qin and his daughter?" Han Ruzi asked.

"I don't know, but I recognize their piano sounds." Meng E said.

"You know the rhythm?"

Meng E was silent for a while, "Yishidao once wanted to use the power of gods to restore the country, and made friends with many strange people, including some piano masters."

Han Ruzi couldn't help laughing, "Do you still believe it now?"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, the righteous island has already become a force in the rivers and lakes, and the things in the rivers and lakes are true or false. If you believe it all, you will be a fool. If you don't believe it, you will lose many friends."

"Like the Hopeful."

"Honoring Qi is a magician from the land of Yanzhao in the north. It has only emerged in the past few years. There is not much contact with the righteous island. However, the piano player is an ancient industry.

"There are also piano masters in the palace, and it seems that they are not the same as Zhang's father and daughter."

"Of course not." Meng E was about to explain, when Zhang Youcai came back, she immediately shut up and kept quiet.

Zhang Youcai ran all the way back, panting, "General Deng is going to launch a night attack and personally lead two thousand troops out of the city."

Han Ruzi sat up abruptly, sweating again, and he almost fainted.

"Your Majesty..." Zhang Youcai hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"It's okay." Han Ruzi lay down slowly, "Since it was General Deng's idea, there shouldn't be anything wrong."

"But everyone said it was a random idea. Nine times out of ten, General Fan came here for this matter. Seeing that His Majesty was sick, he didn't dare to say it."

"Deng Cui is the general defender of the city, and he decides everything. It's useless for General Fan to say it."

Zhang Youcai was very surprised that the emperor trusted Deng Cui so much, "Your Majesty thinks this night attack will be successful?"

"In the past few days, the Chu army went out to harass the Huns every night. Tonight, it might be successful."

"It was not General Deng's idea to harass the Huns at all."

"General Deng is adaptable, there is nothing wrong."

Zhang Youcai originally wanted to tell the emperor that it was too late to stop the night attack, but now he had nothing to say, so he thought and thought, "Two thousand people are half of the Chu army defending the city, but for the Huns, it is a drop in the bucket..."

Han Ruzi could still hear the sound of the piano, but his mind became heavier and he murmured, "If Deng Cui is really a general, his target is not the Huns, but..."

The emperor finally fell asleep.

Zhang Youcai waited for a while, then tiptoed forward, covered the emperor with a quilt, turned around and whispered to Meng E, "Is there really no need to seek an imperial doctor?"

Meng E shook her head, "I know what disease Your Majesty has, don't worry."

Zhang Youcai couldn't rest assured, Meng Eke never said that she would cure the disease, but the emperor trusted her, so he couldn't do anything about it.

The sound of the violin continued, the emperor slept soundly this time, Zhang Youcai couldn't help but asked softly, "Your Majesty hasn't finished what he said just now, what does he think General Deng's night attack target will be?"

"The siege equipment outside." Meng E didn't even think about it, and gave the answer directly, which was strange to herself, because she hadn't thought about this issue at all before.

Zhang Youcai thought for a while, then patted his forehead lightly, "No wonder General Deng requires all soldiers to carry torches, but only a few dozen people can light it, and the others will say after they leave the city, he is going to set fire. Your Majesty tells you pass?"

Meng E did not answer, she was learning to think in the way of the emperor, which was the most important reason for her to return to the emperor.

She thinks she has learned well.