Chapter 361 of Volume 1 Shan Zhilan: The War in Southern Xinjiang Begins

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In the summer of Xia Xuanli year 198, the emperor's decree came out from the imperial city of Vientiane City: to reopen the Imperial Preceptor's Office.

The Imperial Preceptor Mo Yu, who had lived in seclusion for nearly twenty years, returned to the imperial city and took charge of the Imperial Preceptor's Seal. He assisted the Emperor in supervising the affairs of the court. He also served as the First Prince's advisor and was responsible for the security of the five regions' borders.

There was an uproar in the five regions, and officials all inquired about Master Mo's realm, position, etc.

The next day, the gate of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion on Zhuque Street was reopened after being closed for twenty years. The Imperial Guards guarding the gate outside the gate made officials and passers-by look at him sideways.

After the day's replacement, Wang Mingyi, the Left Prime Minister, walked out of the Golden Palace, stroking the beard on his chin, looking at the Right Prime Minister Long Jingyun beside him, and asked: "In the blink of an eye, I haven't seen Mr. Mo for almost twenty years, nor... You know how advanced his cultivation is now."

Right Prime Minister Long Jingyun looked back at the Golden Palace where the door was gradually closing.

He said with a smile: "According to the Emperor, if the Emperor's cultivation level is compared to such a high Golden Palace, then Mr. Mo's cultivation level is probably much higher than the two Golden Palaces."

The left prime minister Wang Mingyi, who was thin and nearly sixty years old, suddenly shone in his eyes, stared at the right prime minister Long Jingyun and asked: "Don't be joking, the emperor will not talk nonsense."

Long Jingyun, the right minister who is about the same age as him, has a strong build and a Chinese-character face, brushed his sleeves and replied: "If you don't believe it, I can ask the emperor face to face at court tomorrow, and he will definitely satisfy you. of."

Left Prime Minister Wang Mingyi, who had been excited for a long time, regained his turbidity in his eyes, shook his head and said: "I can't understand what kind of chess the emperor wants to play, I'm old."

Just as he was walking to the palace wall, Long Jingyun, the right minister who was about to get into the carriage, turned back to look at him, frowned and said: "What the emperor means, you and I should not make random guesses, let alone spread the word outside."

After saying that, he got on the carriage and opened the curtain.

Left Prime Minister Wang Mingyi looked back at the palace, shook his head and said, "Oh, we are all old."

I saw the officials behind him walking all the way, muttering quietly all the way, probably because of the return of the imperial master.

The imperial city on this day, the sky is clear.

...

In the autumn of this year, five days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Nalanyu went to the Royal Academy in person and picked up Li Hongxiu and Mu Mu. Xu Jingyun accompanied the young lady. At this time, Li Hongxiu was already in the state of distraction.

"Brother Nalan, when we go back this time, will we still stay at your inn?" Master Mu Mu asked impatiently as soon as he got on the carriage.

Nalanyu turned to look at her, was startled, and said with a smile: "Have you not received the news yet? Mumu will live in a big house when she returns to the imperial city this time. Remember to leave a room for me when you go back. If I want to Just come and stay at your place for a few days."

The young lady was stunned and looked at Nalan Yu, thinking that Mr. Mo was one of those gods who had purchased a large amount of property in the imperial city not long after he returned.

Mu Mu chuckled and said, "Brother Nalan, don't worry, you took care of Mu Mu in the past, and Mu Mu can take care of you in the future."

Hearing this, Li Hongxiu squeaked and twisted Mu Mu's little face: "You are so thick-skinned."

Mu Mu made a face in return.

...

In the spring of Xia Xuanli's 1999 year, my husband finally returned to Fengyun City with Mu Mu and Li Hongxiu. The General's Mansion and Zizhuyuan held drinks at the Hongxiu Restaurant for two days to express their welcome.

One evening not long after, Shangguan Qiu Ming, the young master of the General Mansion, successfully gathered energy and officially embarked on the path of spiritual practice. Two days later, Li Xiaoxue of Zizhuyuan laid the foundation, a year earlier than Li Ye.

Not long after, the couple of the General's Mansion, the master and his wife of Zizhuyuan, Tang Youyu and Hu Qingshan all reached a new level.

In the spring of the 200th year of Xia Xuanli, my husband returned to the Imperial Palace of the Imperial City in the Central Region. He was accompanied by Li Hongxiu and Mu Mu, the Master and Ye Zhiqiu took Li Xiaoxue with them, and Lin Yueru of the General Palace took Shangguan Qiu Ming with him.

Agui from Zizhuyuan took over as the housekeeper from Uncle Fu, who returned home from retirement. Xiaohong from Hongxiu Restaurant married Agui.

In the same year, at the beginning of summer, during the early morning court in the palace, the Imperial Preceptor who bid farewell to the court went to court again, which shocked the civil and military officials of the court. It should be noted that a group of ministers who were the head of the imperial court at that time have grown old, but the Imperial Preceptor remains the same, and today The veteran minister couldn't help but sigh.

In the autumn of the same year, Zhuge Yuanqiu, the former military marshal of the imperial dynasty, retired and returned to his hometown.

In the early morning of the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor decreed that the eldest son Xia Yunlong should be made the dynasty's military marshal, and the second prince Tianbao should be given the title of general Tianbao in charge of the imperial guard. Ten days later, the fifth marshal would go to southern Xinjiang to replace Zhuge Yuanqiu to guard southern Xinjiang.

At the beginning of autumn in the 201st year of Xia Xuanli, the Southern Xinjiang Prairie Cavalry, which had been peaceful for fifteen years, launched an attack on the border of Nanxuan Territory and captured the city. Zhuge Ming, the lord of Tianfeng City in Nanxuan Territory, wrote to the imperial city, requesting the emperor to send a kingdom The division led troops to reinforce southern Xinjiang.

This year, Mu Mu is thirteen years old, Shangguan Wushuang is seventeen years old, Li Ye is fifteen years old, Dongfang Yuer is fourteen years old, Shangguan Qiu Ming is seven years old, and Li Xiaoxue is eight years old. The Master is fifty years old, and Ye Zhiqiu is forty...

...

The day's court meeting was over, and the emperor left his husband behind. The two returned to the imperial garden to sit across from each other. The eunuch Yan Wuxue ordered the maid to serve tea, and then retreated to the side to watch quietly.

"What do you think of the matter in Southern Xinjiang?" The Emperor stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup on the table and smiled lightly.

The teacher looked at him and frowned, then laughed again: "Ever since you came up with that idea in the backyard of Baiyu City Wujian Inn, you must have thought about the situation today."

The gentleman looked obviously unhappy.

The emperor was stunned, thinking that among the five realms, only the Imperial Master dared to attack him like this.

In desperation, he could only shake his head and smile: "Even if I plotted against your apprentice, I wiped his butt for him back then."

The teacher got angry, slapped the table and said: "Where do you start with this? If there is shit, it is the disaster caused by your lax discipline, but you want my master and disciple to accept your favor."

Yan Wuxue, the great eunuch who was standing aside, saw that the two of them had different expressions, and quickly walked away, thinking that the fight between gods should not bring disaster to Chiyu.

The emperor glanced at the eunuch who was walking away, then looked back at the gentleman and smiled nonchalantly: "How about you sit on the golden palace instead?" After saying that, he laughed.

"Fart, don't think I'll let you go if you say that." Mr. replied bitterly.

"Then we have to put out the fire in front of us first." The emperor sighed quietly, and then said: "You also know that the boss has just taken over the military power and has never even been on the battlefield. How can he lead a large army to resist? enemy?"

"Our master and disciple have never been on the battlefield!" Mr. replied calmly.

"Then who told you to be my national master? I helped you a lot back then..." The emperor kept talking about the past.

"You are willing to do those things yourself. I am not forcing you. I am a person who lacks everything. Would I ask you for such a thing?"

The gentleman said, glaring at him.

"But I have helped you a lot after all, haven't I? Your disciple, I...maybe Wutong will marry him one day. Doesn't this give you an advantage, master and disciple?"

The emperor looked at him and smiled.

"That's what you're willing to do. I like that little girl too. I wonder why her mind isn't as bad as yours?"

The gentleman looked at him and laughed.

...

"Stop, don't mention the past anymore. You know that our master and apprentice have no ambitions in the court. We help you once, but we can't help you forever." The gentleman's tone finally softened.

The emperor's face lit up with joy, he patted his chest and said, "I swear, this is just this one time. From now on, my children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. No matter how long-term things are, I can't control them."

"Is the time coming soon?" The gentleman was stunned, looking at the emperor's face with a heavy expression.

The Emperor nodded, sighed, and said: "You also know that I have been suppressing the realm these years, just because I am afraid that these two boys have not grown up...if this brings war to the five regions. , am I not a sinner through the ages?”

"Man's calculation is not as good as God's. Everything is God's will." The gentleman also sighed.

"I will not interfere in this matter. You also know my situation. I can ask Ye'er to help the eldest prince, but you have to promise me that after solving the problem in southern Xinjiang, my master and apprentice will seal the mansion and no longer interfere. Everything in the DPRK!"

The gentleman said seriously.

The emperor nodded helplessly, looked at his husband and said unwillingly: "I was very optimistic about that boy back then, and I thought that one day I would make him the right minister..."

"Are you daydreaming? You dare to think about this. You don't even want to stay here, and you still want to trick my master and apprentice?"

The gentleman laughed angrily at what he said to him.

"I know you can't let go of that precious disciple, but I just thought about it." The emperor said with a smile.

"Don't even think about this! Remember!" the gentleman warned.

The emperor smiled, then cleared his throat, and asked seriously: "There are not many troops in the five regions at the moment. You also know that there has been no war for more than 20 years,... then When can I return to the Imperial City, and when can I enter Southern Xinjiang?"

"The two armies are facing each other. Let the eldest prince go to Nanyun City first. This big battle will probably be postponed until the spring of next year... Let Nalan Yu go to Fangcun Mountain to pick up Ye'er tomorrow and wait for him to return. It’s almost the beginning of winter when we get here.”

"That's great. I don't have to worry about it now that you are in charge." The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his husband and smiled.

"I'll stay with him for a few more days to explain. Even if it's winter, I will ask him to rush to southern Xinjiang so that he won't miss any important events." After the gentleman pondered for a moment, he came one by one.

The gentleman looked at the emperor and replied helplessly.

"Forget it, since you don't know how to fight, let's show your weakness first, abandon some cities, and retreat to the border city of Nanyun City. It's a pity that the old marshal is too old and can no longer bear the pain of war."

The emperor nodded and made a decision.

The gentleman slapped the table and said with a smile: "The day Ye'er returns, that's when the Southern Xinjiang cavalry will die."

The Emperor also touched his palms and smiled, reminding: "In this case, I will immediately give an order to Nalan Yu, asking him to take his people and leave for the Xixuan Territory tomorrow."

"Ask him to come see me before he leaves, and I will fix the book for Ye'er so that he can understand the current situation."

The gentleman smiled and picked up the teacup in front of him.

"That's very good. When that kid comes back, I will announce the retirement of the Imperial Guard, plan the appointment of a new Imperial Guard, and let the new Imperial Guard lead troops to assist southern Xinjiang."

The gentleman looked at the emperor and expressed his thoughts and decisions.

...

In the early morning of the next day, in front of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion on Zhuque Street, Nalanyu and his group of black-clad cavalry were saying goodbye to the Imperial Preceptor.

That day, there was an early morning court meeting in the palace. The emperor ordered that soldiers and horses from the five regions would gather from now on to increase troops to assist southern Xinjiang.

...

In the Imperial Master's Mansion, Li Xiaoxue, who was practicing swordplay, heard Li Hongxiu say that Li Ye would be back in a few days. She clapped her hands happily and said, "After being separated for many years, my brother is finally coming back."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at his master who was sitting in the garden reading a book and sighed: "This son has never stayed at home for a few days since he left. I haven't seen him for so many years. I don't know how much he has grown?"

Lin Yueru, who was sitting aside, smiled softly and said: "Don't worry, my Wushuang has grown a lot taller. That boy Li Ye must be much taller than Wushuang."

Not long after Lin Yueru arrived in the Imperial City, Li Hongxiu accompanied her to the Royal Academy to visit her long-separated young lady.

Only Li Hongxiu sat aside and sighed quietly. Only she knew that even if Li Ye came back, he would not stay for a few days before he would go to the southern border to help the eldest prince fight the enemy.

At this time, she suddenly understood the faint music played by Li Ye on the day she left Xuantian Temple in the mountains.

Happy to have new acquaintances,

Don't be sad because of separation.

The autumn wind is getting tighter and the green leaves are getting redder.