Chapter 52 Worry

Style: Historical Author: The ups and downs of fateWords: 3258Update Time: 24/01/12 06:24:10
Cui Yu resigned and left, and Zhao Hong personally arrived at the door of the barracks. He was so gentle and kind that Cui Yu was flattered.

The emperor treated me so kindly, so I had to sell my old life to repay him.

Looking at the Xixia envoy barracks opposite, Zhao Hong frowned slightly.

Luo Shichang said that the Jin envoy would arrive soon, and it seemed that it would take some time. But he's busy with everything, so I'm afraid he won't be able to wait.

That night of ecstasy was lingering and haunting for many times, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life.

I had a dream all night long without any hesitation. I wonder if Wanyanchun came to the northwest frontier?

"Your Majesty, there are reports from the imperial court, and military reports from Huaidong Road and Yangzhou!"

Dong Songchen followed in and presented several memorials with both hands.

Zhao Hong took the report and looked at it one by one, frowning again.

On the Xixia side, the two Mongolian armies gathered together and vowed to destroy Xixia. On the other side of Shandong, the Mongolian army Polo tribe was about to use troops against Shandong again.

Bolu, the son of King Muhuali of the Central Plains of the Mongolian Empire, seems to be inheriting the glory of his father and continuing to conquer the Central Plains.

"Your Majesty, Li Quan is still staying in Qingzhou, Shandong at the moment. Do you want him to lead his troops south to avoid the Tatar army?"

Dong Songchen asked cautiously.

The Mongolian army marched south from Hebei. Once they broke through the Jin soldiers' defense line in Shandong, they would have to fight with Li.

"Do you think Li Quan will obey the imperial decree? Doesn't he know that the Tatar army is marching south?"

Zhao Hong couldn't help but sneered.

Li Quan, who was free between the three kingdoms of Song, Jin and Mongolia, was stationed in Qingzhou, Shandong, like an independent kingdom. When did he pay attention to the Song Dynasty?

He listens to the tune but not the propaganda, he just wants to dominate one side, he never cares about the co-optation of any party, and is not afraid of the attack from any party. At worst, it will change its identity and wait for the price to be sold.

According to historical records, the Mongolian army besieged Qingzhou, and Li Quan defected to the Mongolian army. Then there was civil strife in Chuzhou, and Li all killed each other. Li Quan and Song Ting broke up at that time.

Since Li Quanhui surrendered to the Mongolian army, why did he bother to be sentimental and let Li Quan go south in a unnecessary move?

"Your Majesty, with so many important events in Sichuan, it is better to let other ministers, such as Xue Ji and Zhen Dexiu, take care of the imperial examination. Your Majesty will not have to worry so much about traveling across mountains and rivers."

"Dong Songchen, you don't know something."

Zhao Hong shook his head and rejected Dong Songchen's idea.

"I founded the Jinling Lecture Hall and the Jinling University Hall, and people in the court are already panicking. If I don't go back after the imperial examination, I'm afraid everyone will be more suspicious. The emperor can't do whatever he wants!"

No matter what, he had to go back to Lin'an City.

The selection of scholars through the imperial examination is a top priority for the imperial court. It affects the minds of scholars all over the world and should not be neglected.

Moreover, sending troops to reinforce Xixia in the coming year will require the consent of the ministers. He can be arbitrary, but the Song Dynasty is a country, and national affairs must still be handled according to regulations.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Luo from Xixia is here."

"Let him in."

Zhao Hong smiled slightly. On this spring night, everyone was restless.

"Xiangong Luo, the imperial examination is a major national matter. After inspecting Shukou, I am afraid I have to take a step forward and return to Lin'an City."

Luo Shichang couldn't help being stunned and blurted out.

"Your Majesty, the matter of sending troops to reinforce..."

"Xiangong Luo, please be patient. Cao Youwen and Yu Jie will be responsible for sending reinforcements. When the time comes, the firearms will be ready and they will go with you."

Zhao Hong was gentle and calm. Although Luo Shichang had no choice but to accept it.

Zhao Hong is the king of a country. He has promised to send troops, but he will not come to perfunctory him.

"Ms. Luo, there are a few words I want to tell you to put your mind at ease."

Zhao Hong signaled, and Dong Songchen quickly retreated. Only Luo Shichang and Zhao Hong were left in the room.

"Xianggong Luo, these spells I am going to tell you are known to you and me, and God knows them. Don't leak them before the time comes. Otherwise, your Daxia will be doomed."

Luo Shichang perked up and Zhao Hong had already finished speaking.

"The first spell is that your Great Xia Emperor Li Dewang and the Supreme Emperor will pass away one after another in the summer. The emperor's nephew Li Sui will take the throne."

Historically, Genghis Khan invaded Xixia, and Emperor Li Dewang of Great Xia and Emperor Li Zunxu died of illness successively. The first half of the year was the fourth year of Qian Ding of Xixia, and the second half of the year was the first year of Baoyi.

Zhao Hong, a history buff, probably knows about these major events in history. Combined with the current situation, the conclusion is almost the same.

"The second spell is that the Tatar army will be led by Genghis Khan in the winter, encircle Lingzhou City in two directions, and encircle the point for reinforcements. The Xia army in Zhongxing Prefecture must not reinforce. The Song Dynasty generals I sent will help The Lingzhou garrison guards the city."

While Luo Shichang was frightened, Zhao Hong continued, leaving him feeling disappointed.

"Next summer, there will be an earthquake in Zhongxing Prefecture. The monarchs and ministers of Daxia must make plans early. There is a large amount of rhubarb in Lingzhou City. When Luo Xianggong returns to Daxia, he can bring rhubarb from Lingzhou to Zhongxing Prefecture to deal with the earthquake in Zhongxing Prefecture. Disease. In addition, the Tatar army wanted to attack Lingzhou City because the disease was prevalent among the Tatar army and they were in urgent need of rhubarb from Lingzhou City. Therefore..."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will bring a large amount of rhubarb to Zhongxing Mansion, and the rest will be destroyed if it cannot be used!"

Luo Shichang wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed Zhao Hong's words.

Even the large amount of rhubarb in Lingzhou City knew that Zhao Hong's spell was a bit evil.

"Xianggong Luo, this last spell is..."

Zhao Hong waited for Luo Shichang to get closer and whispered in his ear, slowly.

"Your Majesty, you mean, Genghis..."

Luo Shichang's face turned pale and his lips trembled, but Zhao Hong's expression was solemn and he interrupted him.

"Xiangong Luo, I say it again, the secret of heaven must not be leaked. One month before each spell occurs, do not leak it. Otherwise, everything will stop and your Daxia will be really hopeless!"

Zhao Hong kills people heart-wrenchingly, word for word, Luo Shichang sweats profusely and nods his head repeatedly.

If the next few spells really work, then Daxia really has the possibility of coming back to life.

Emperor Song, how could he know so many things? Could it be that he really has the ability to predict the future?

Luo Shichang came out, full of thoughts and in a daze. He stumbled and almost fell down, but was supported by someone.

"Thank you!"

Luo Shichang stood firm and was startled when he saw the person helping him.

"Princess, why haven't you rested yet?"

It turned out that in addition to the accompanying guards, the person holding him up was also Xixia Princess Li Weiming.

"Ms. Luo, has Emperor Song determined the date and number of troops to send out?"

Li Weiming asked eagerly.

"It's probably confirmed. It should be the hottest time in July. The Emperor of the Song Dynasty said that the number should be ten thousand."

Luo Shichang waved his hand, and the guards quickly stepped aside.

"July? Then the Hexi region of Daxia was completely captured by the Tatars!"

Li Weiming blurted out, his face full of anxiety.

"Princess, the matter has come to this, what can we do?"

Luo Shichang looked at the dark and empty teaching ground. Except for the sergeants patrolling back and forth, there was silence.

"Princess, have you seen these Song troops? They are all fierce and well-trained, with ferocious firearms. They are the best in the army. The Song Emperor's ability to predict the unknown is really amazing!"

Luo Shichang said faintly, seeming to remember something and feeling a little distracted.

"Mr. Luo, what are you talking about?"

Li Weiming asked confusedly.

"Princess, do you know that the Emperor of the Song Dynasty personally founded the Jinling Martial Arts Lecture Hall and made his own firearms. The Emperor of the Song Dynasty has the best articles in the country. You follow him. He is a talented man and a beautiful woman. They are a beautiful couple!"

A smile appeared on Luo Shichang's face and he looked around.

"Ms. Luo, what should I do next?"

Sure enough, Li Weiming's face turned red and he asked in a low voice.

"Princess, although Emperor Song has promised to send troops, whether he can lead the expedition himself next year is the fundamental decision for the survival of our Great Xia. Therefore..."

Luo Shichang's heart has already acquiesced in Zhao Hong's "secrets".

"Didn't Emperor Song promise to personally lead troops to rescue Daxia next year? What, will he regret it?"

Seeing Li Weiming's doubts, Luo Shichang had to explain patiently.

He hoped that Zhao Hong would come as promised, but in a year, anything could happen.

"Xianggong Luo, are you saying that the ministers of the Song Dynasty will obstruct the Song Emperor's expedition?"

Sure enough, Luo Shichang's words made Li Weiming confused.

Isn't Zhao Hong the emperor of the Song Dynasty? He wants to send troops to conquer personally, how can those ministers stop him?

"Princess, the Song Dynasty relied on culture to control military affairs. The king and the scholar-bureaucrats ruled the world together. The power of those ministers was extraordinary. Therefore, when we arrived at Lin'an City..."

Luo Shichang whispered in Li Weiming's ear and separated after a moment.

"Ms. Luo, your saliva!"

Li Weiming complained, touched his ears, and asked in a low voice:

"Ms. Luo, do you have to do this?"

Although these practices are not harmful, they still feel a bit too mean.

"Princess, you must do this for Daxia!"

Luo Shichang was serious and looked like someone who had come before.

"Paper can't contain the fire. The court officials of the Song Dynasty are too powerful. You have to spread the news about the Emperor of Song Dynasty sending troops as soon as possible so that the Emperor of Song Dynasty can make an early decision. If you are still hesitant before leaving, I am afraid that I, Daxia, will really Going to die."

Luo Shichang looked at Li Weiming with burning eyes.

"Princess, Emperor Song likes you, I can tell. Strike while the iron is hot. Now that you are Emperor Song's concubine, you should have sex with Emperor Song as husband and wife earlier. Between husband and wife, bedside affairs are more effective than spreading rumors."

If Luo Shichang was not shy or impatient, Li Weiming would blush. She lowered her head and took a long time to say it.

"Ms. Luo, does it have to be like this?"

"Princess, you must stay by Emperor Song's side until he leads his own expedition and leads his troops to rescue Daxia. This is my last chance, Daxia, and I must not miss it. Otherwise, you and I will be Daxia's eternal sinners!"

Luo Shichang took the matter seriously, while Li Weiming remained silent. The two stood in the night, looking in the northwest direction involuntarily.

"Xiangong Luo, Daxia borders Tatar. Even if the Song people can save Daxia this time, can they save it next time?"

After a long time, Li Weiming said melancholy.

"Princess, everything depends on people. At this point, we can only take one step at a time."

Luo Shichang's eyes were also full of sadness and confusion.