Ten victories have not yet been won, and only nine victories have been announced. The civil and military officials of Qi Yun who were still arguing not long ago have become silent. The civil servants who were trying to dissuade King Qi Yun from sending troops just now are all hanging their heads in shame.
What he said was right. After being an official for so many years, I don't know when I forgot that I had made an oath back then to establish a heart for the world and a destiny for the people. The generals clenched their fists, with fighting spirit rising in their eyes. They also swore an oath in front of King Yun to fight for the people of the world and create peace for all generations.
Since King Yun pacified the princes and returned the throne to Emperor Zhao, the peaceful days have passed for a long time, but he has gradually forgotten his original intention. Now he wakes him up with his words.
He looked at the crowd, turned around and bowed in salute. His bloodshot eyes looked at Yun King Qi Yuan and he said in a deep and respectful voice: "Please make a decision, the Lord."
Cloud King Qi Yuan slowly stood up and said slowly: "Bring me some wine."
Hearing this, the attendants on the side quickly fetched the wine pot and cup, but King Yun took it and threw it aside. He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Take the big altar and exchange it for a big bowl."
The waiter obeyed the order and hurriedly went to the big jar of wine. King Yun picked up the wine jar and walked off the stage. He walked to him who was standing in a long gown. He smiled happily, patted his shoulder, and then walked down to the venue and lined up on both sides. The civil servants and generals in front of him... did not speak to Fan Mou, Wang Tian and other ministers who were closest to him, or Qi Lin and Qi Shao who spoke first, but walked to the end of the row...
"I remember you. In the battle in Xuzhou City, you led the army to attack. Facing several times the enemy, you fought your way out and took the enemy general's head. After that battle, you came to see me and drank heavily. Three large bowls of wine, but when you turned around and left, I saw that your back was all wounded by spears and bayonets... Generals who rush into battle do not need to care about what is behind them and just move forward indomitably. That is what you said to me, right? "
Unexpectedly, the lord who has become the King of Qi Yun still remembers his merits and his words. The general standing at the end of the column puffs up his chest and rises and falls rapidly. It can be seen that his mood is agitated.
King Qi Yun raised his hand slightly, and the waiter immediately took out a bowl and brought it to the general...
King Yun used a little force with his palm, and King Qi Yun slapped open the mud seal sealing the wine jar. The aroma of wine filled the room immediately, and the mouth of the jar tilted slightly. King Qi Yun filled the wine jar with his own hands in front of a crowd of civil servants and generals.
King Qi Yun poured the wine himself, what an honor it was, even for a general who was a tough guy who never frowned even if he was struck by a spear or a bayonet. The hands holding the wine bowl could not help but tremble, and tears were already flowing down his cheeks.
"Come, I offer you a bowl. I wonder if you still have the courage to move forward as before." King Qi Yun poured a full bowl for himself and lifted the bowl to the bottom.
The general quickly raised his shoulders, wiped away his tears, drank the wine in the bowl, and shouted loudly: "Yes."
King Qi Yun turned around with a smile and walked towards a civil servant with a bookish face at the end of the row of civil servants.
"Xiao Jiang... Back then, when I sent out troops to serve the king, I fought with Liu Hou in Luozhou. Unexpectedly, he sent more than 10,000 cavalry to attack Wanzhou, our important land of grain and grass. At that time, all the soldiers who could fight were exhausted. There are only more than a thousand grain and grass logistics troops left... Once the grain and grass are lost, our Qi Yun army will be defeated. When I heard the news, my heart was in chaos. I didn't expect that your boy was not only unafraid, but also took advantage of the cover of the night thunderstorm to lead an army in a surprise attack. More than 10,000 men and horses fled in the desert. They are both wise and brave. They saved the food and grass for me and Qi Yun to save my life." m.
"I once asked you why you didn't escape. It's a troubled time anyway, and I can't do anything to you if you escape. Do you still remember what you said to me back then?"
The little scholar back then has already become middle-aged, but he still has a stubborn scholarly spirit. Among the civil servants who had just dissuaded King Qi Yun from sending troops, he was also one of the most persistent people. Hearing King Yun mention that he was the most glorious person in his life. Regarding the matter, the civil servant pursed his lips for a moment, and then spoke out the bold words he had said in front of King Qi Yun.
"Escape, I can escape, but can the people behind me escape? A real man should wrap his body in horse leather to protect the people."
"Okay! I wonder if you still have the courage to fight against thousands of people." King Qi Yun laughed.
The altar is tilted, the wine is full, the head is raised, the wine is exhausted...
The civil servant held up the bowl, and then he remembered that he had grown up in office over the years, and seemed to have almost forgotten the oath he had made when he was a student. He looked at the wine bowl in front of him, lifted the bowl and drank. Maybe he hadn't drank like this for a long time. The pungent taste entered the throat, choking the scholar and causing him to cough and vomit, causing the generals on the opposite side to laugh at him.
"Yes." The civilian officer blushed and shouted loudly, suppressing the mocking voice of the general on the opposite side.
King Lao Yun wiped the spilled wine from his long beard, picked up the wine jar and walked towards the next person...
A piece of past events, a bowl of strong wine, and a heroic word. Not long after, Qi Yun Wenwu, Fan Mou, Qi Lin, and Qi Shao, who were standing on both sides, were all holding their bowls with their hands. The waiter had already filled their wine bowls for them. Looking behind Old King Yun, several wine jars were already empty, and his old and tall figure was gradually swaying.
Seeing this, Qi Lin and Qi Shao hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but were knocked back by King Qi Yun, who was already seventy or eighty percent drunk. King Qi Yun managed to control his shaky figure... When they came to his side, they also Filling the glass for him, he said, "You stayed with me throughout the war, thank you for your hard work."
He smiled and said: "You have to meet the Master of the Ming Dynasty to develop your ambitions. My nine victories are not as useful as your bowl of wine."
King Yun laughed and said, "Are we two full of wine?"
He smiled and said: "Whoever is more is the bastard."
King Yun touched the bowl and said with a smile: "Take one."
He smiled and said: "Go one."
The two men lifted the bowls together, followed by civil and military officials, and then Qi Yun, civil and military officials heard the heroic voice of King Qi Yun.
"I know that you are dissatisfied with some of His Majesty's actions, but we Qiyun not only defend His Majesty, but also the people. Remember your oath... In seven days, we will send troops to serve the king and protect our people."
"Got the order!"
The remaining fragrance of the wine in the bowl is gone;
Heroic eyes, shadows reflect each other;
There is trust in the wind, and we laugh and talk about our temples;
When the best come out, the world will be determined...
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"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
The repeated soft calls brought Qi Shao back from the memories of that year. He raised his eyes and saw that the car had arrived and the banquet behind him was ready.
Stopping Zhongqi's attempt to send someone to ride the horse, the Holy Master held his head high, walked forward, and lowered his hands that had been behind him. The car curtain was lifted, and the Holy Master saw that familiar face, but the ravines on the face were a few more and deeper.
"I haven't seen you for many years. How are you doing, sir?" The Holy Master said respectfully.
"Thanks to the blessing of the Holy One, I am in good health." Xiao Xiang lifted up his robe and was about to kneel down to salute, but the Holy One held him up with both hands and stopped him from kneeling.
"It's been many years since I've been separated from you, sir. The bitter cold of Weizhou is not good for you..." The Holy Emperor fixed his eyes on the man in front of him, who once taught him how to read and write.
Prime Minister Xiao was not afraid, he stood up, met Jiu Wu's gaze, and said: "Although Weizhou is bitter and cold, people are warm-hearted. What's more, protecting the people is also the last wish of the First Emperor, and I dare not forget it."
The Holy Master was startled when he heard the words, and then he smiled and said: "I know that Mr. Xi likes peace and quiet. The weather is not bad today, so how about I accompany you to have some breakfast?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty. It's just that I'm a little tired after this journey. I hope your Majesty will allow me to go back to my hometown to rest first."
"Mr. Xiao, you are also our Qi Yun elder. Even if you assisted the First Emperor back then, you still cannot be so presumptuous. Do you really think that the Holy Emperor would not dare to kill you?" Fan Mou spoke in a deep voice beside him. Although his tone was soft, his tone was Not light.
Raising his hand to stop Fan Mou's words, the Holy Master immediately glanced at the two generals Zhang Hude and Wu Fen who were kneeling on the side with a smile. He secretly lamented that such powerful generals would rather send themselves to the border than stay in the capital to serve. He said: "I think back then. , each of Qi Yun's seven sons can take charge of his or her own role, now not counting Duanmu and Shangguan, there are only two of you left."
Zhang and Wu, who were kneeling with their heads bowed, heard the Holy Sage's blunt words. Although they did not speak, their crouching bodies were already noticed by the Holy Sage.
"Get back together. Since Prime Minister Xiao doesn't want to, I won't force you... Zhang Hude, Wu Fen, you two will protect Prime Minister Xiao and go back to his mansion to have a rest. Tomorrow, I will go to the mansion to visit Prime Minister Xiao." The Holy Master finished. , but saw Zhang and Wu still kneeling down.
His expression finally changed. Just when the holy master had a slight murderous intention in his eyes, he heard the sound of an oriole in the car.
"Hey, when I wake up, where are Grandpa Xiao, Uncle Hude, Uncle Wu..."
While he was speaking, a pair of white hands had already opened the car curtain, and a cute head emerged from the car, and it fixedly met the saint's slightly angry gaze...
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."
In panic, the cardamom girl almost fell out of the car. Fortunately, her body was light and she had already jumped out of the carriage as soon as she turned over, kneeling at the feet of Jiu Wu...
This kneeling was so smooth that no one present could react. Not only Qi Shao, who was in the ninth position, but Fan Mou, who was about to scold Zhang Hude and Wu Fen for not following the emperor's orders, did not react. The National Preceptor Xiao Zuoxiang on the side also looked at the girl kneeling with smiles in his eyes. Only the two of them had already stepped forward to protect the Holy Lord before the girl knelt down.
"Bold, who are you? Come and capture this person." Fan Mou saw this and immediately stepped forward to drink.
The trace of anger in the Holy Lord's eyes has disappeared and was replaced by a smile. He looked at the cardamom girl who couldn't get up on her knees. He raised his hand to signal Fan Mou to stop, and let Zhong Qi and Yan Ruohai, who were waiting in full formation, step back and look back. Xiao Xiang smiled and said, "Xiao Xiang, can you help me clarify my doubts?"
Before Prime Minister Xiao could speak, the voice of the cardamom girl Huang Ying came out: "To tell you the truth, the little girl... is Wang Tian's grandson's daughter, and her name is Wang Yue'er."
When Fan Mou heard this, his thoughts changed and he said first: "Bold Wang Yue'er, since you are a descendant of Wang Tian, you should know the royal rules. Not only did you not get off the car and kneel in front of the saint, but you disturbed the holy driver this time, what kind of crime should you do..."
The Holy Emperor's eyes moved slightly, he stopped Fan Mou, and then he smiled kindly and said: "The voice is as sweet as an oriole, Wang Yue'er... I didn't expect General Wang to have such a well-behaved granddaughter. Your grandfather couldn't come up with this name, right? Did your Grandpa Xiao get it?"
The cardamom girl replied obediently: "If you go back to the Holy Spirit, that's right, my grandfather originally wanted to name me Wang...We are here to defend the country. What do you mean, the descendants of the Wang family, even if they are girls, must protect the country and the people?" ...Fortunately, he was stopped by Grandpa Xiao. He bluntly said that if his daughter's family chose this name, it would make people laugh, so he gave Yue'er a name... Otherwise, I would be kneeling next to Uncle Huang today. It’s not Wang Yue’er anymore…”
As soon as the cardamom girl said this, Zhong Qi and Yan Ruohai, two peerless masters, almost couldn't help but laugh. They had to use their inner strength to control their emotions. Qi Yun, who had not yet gotten up from his knees, could no longer hold back. After laughing, he could only lower his head as much as possible so as not to be rude in front of the Holy Lord. The Zuo Xiang behind the Holy Lord was already smiling, so he had to smooth his beard to cover it up.
"Hahaha, thanks to Old General Wang, I figured it out. My daughter's name is...Wang Wei..." The Holy Emperor was always serious, but at this moment he couldn't suppress his smile. He looked up to the sky and laughed. From the corner of his eye, he saw the girl kneeling in the snow. The cardamom girl pouted her little mouth and was sulking alone.
He coughed a few times and then stopped smiling. The Holy Master said, "Get back on your feet."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The cardamom girl pouted and glanced at Zhang and Wu who were still trembling and holding back their laughter. She raised her eyebrows and wanted to reach out to pat them. Then she thought about it, and the Holy One was still there at this time. He had no choice but to stop his hand, pouting and pulling up the two kneeling people, and the three of them stood side by side.
The smile of Shicai swept away the worries in the heart of the Holy Lord. He also saw the girl's delicate thoughts and he couldn't help but feel good. He caught a glimpse of the girl's cute appearance. Thinking of the girl just now, he said again: "What did you call me just now? Uncle Huang..." "
"Insolent, how can you call your daughter the royal title casually..." Fan Mou, who was on the side, saw the Holy One asking, his mind changed, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to reprimand. Before he could finish his words, the Holy One raised his hand to stop him.
"When you think about it, it's true. When my father was still alive, he used to be like the brother of General Wang. Now, there is nothing wrong with Yue'er calling me the emperor's uncle. Since you call me the emperor's uncle, then I will recognize you. Zhongqi..." The Holy Lord relaxed his mind, and the more he looked at the cardamom girl, the cuter she became, so he spoke.
"Here." The Holy One was silent, and everyone almost forgot about the hunched old eunuch standing on one side. Hearing the Holy One call him, they hurriedly took a few steps forward.
"I have drawn up a decree to make Wang Tian's grandson, Wang Yue'er, Princess Minyue. I will reward her with a thousand gold coins and twenty beautiful jade. I will grant her the right to travel in the palace and temporarily live in... Prime Minister Xiao's mansion."
"Yes." The old eunuch bowed and responded, then walked away quickly.
Upon hearing this, the cardamom girl hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down and said loudly: "Wang Yuer thanks the Lord for your kindness, long live my emperor."
He looked lovingly at the well-behaved girl in front of him, then turned back to look at Xiao Xiang who was also smiling beside him. His Majesty's eyes flashed, and then he said: "Xiao Xiang is tired today. I will come to visit you another day and return to the palace."
Some people died, but not completely...
