News from the southern, northern and even eastern territories were quickly relayed back to Kyoto.
When the Minister of War got the news, he sat down on the ground and wanted to cry but had no tears.
He did not reveal anything secretly when asked by his colleagues as usual. Now he remained silent and just rushed to the imperial city in a hurry. He wanted to present the memorial to the emperor and let the emperor decide.
He was walking on the palace road, feeling a little distracted. He still couldn't believe it. Tiannan Pass, the southern border of Great Xia, was lost. Several cities were destroyed in one day. The barbarians from the southern border were marching towards the hinterland of Great Xia.
Although we haven’t arrived in Kyoto, can we still be far away?
The war in the east is raging, and the barbarians on the grasslands outside Jubei City in the north are watching eagerly. If they cannot stop the attack of the barbarians in the southern border, where can the officials and people of Kyoto retreat to?
The Secretary of the Ministry of War only felt that everything suddenly seemed like a dream. Daxia had been weak for many years, but now it was finally prospering, but this was the situation.
Is God going to destroy Daxia?
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Maybe.
Zhao Wujiang saw the speeding horses delivering the news, and also saw the horror on the faces of the postmen. He knew what probably happened without looking at the letter.
The war is unfavorable, even very unfavorable.
The internal strife in Daxia's Jianghu and the external aggression against Daxia are all trying to push Daxia down.
Zhao Wujiang didn't know how to tell the people about this kind of thing.
Let them run?
But the sky is so big and the earth is so big that the world is about to collapse, so where can we escape?
Zhao Wujiang came to Wuya Pavilion in the south of the city with silent eyes.
Wuya Pavilion is developing well. Under the management of several elders and Hua Ruyu, it is prospering. It has established good relations with major forces in Kyoto and launched a lot of business.
Seeing Zhao Wujiang's arrival, the disciples of Wuya Pavilion bowed in greeting, and the elders temporarily put down their affairs and came to see him.
Zhao Wujiang met his sister-in-law Hua Ruyu again.
Hua Ruyu's figure is still graceful and hot, plump and alluring, and she is still as passionate as Zhao Wujiang, with flirtatious eyebrows.
Zhao Wujiang told her that he wanted to take her somewhere, it was a long way and he would never come back.
Hua Ruyu smiled sweetly and said, half seriously and half jokingly, Brother Wujiang wanted to elope with his sister-in-law, right?
Zhao Wujiang nodded with a smile, but Hua Ruyu couldn't laugh anymore, her eyebrows were solemn, and she asked Zhao Wujiang if he wanted to take away the entire Wuya Pavilion.
Zhao Wujiang opened his mouth and was somewhat silent. Hua Ruyu knew the answer and fell into silence.
This was also the only time since Qi Lin's death that the younger brother and his sister-in-law got along in silence, without any embarrassment, but the atmosphere was a bit heavy.
After leaving Wuya Pavilion, Zhao Wujiang did not ride in a carriage or ride a horse himself, but walked slowly on the streets of Kyoto.
Just like on his way back to Beijing, he looked at the daily trivial matters of the people and savored the tastes of the world.
He, Zhao Wujiang, looked up to the heavens, bowed to others, and lived a magnanimous life.
But now, as he looked at the people laughing, yelling, and running for their lives, he couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in his heart.
He knew that he was not to blame for all this.
But he always felt that he could change the situation. When he entered the official career, in addition to wanting money, he also wanted to benefit the people.
Four sentences from Mr. Hengqu.
Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry on the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations.
He has been doing it, he has always wanted to do it, but now he doesn't seem to be able to do it.
His mind was a little confused, like a painting sprayed with water mist, waiting to be revealed.
"Ouch!"
He heard a familiar howl, and when he looked sideways, he saw a stucco-colored figure bumping towards him.
Crash into his arms.
Zhao Wujiang took a closer look and burst into laughter. The figure rushing towards him like a wild dog was actually the Snow Wolf Xiaobai from the Jade Tent Palace.
He gently stroked Snow Wolf Xiaobai's hair that was stuck to Chensha, his eyes trembled, and he asked with a gentle smile:
"how did you find me?"
"Awwww (I came over just after smelling the smell, isn't it awesome)?" Xiaobai ran around in Zhao Wujiang's arms like a child returning home. It whined, and its cry was not only proud, but also a little aggrieved. .
