Great Blue Night Watchman

Yinshi!

The golden bell rings!

King Chen borrowed the crown again, wore the royal robe, held the imperial seal, and went to the city gate to see King Jin off.

Hundreds of top court officials accompanied him.

The streets are crowded with people.

The entire capital was deserted.

Outside the city, the soap factory was on vacation, and millions of refugees knelt down to send each other off, with tears streaming down their faces...

In front of the moat, hundreds of oirans set up a stage to sing, singing the Northland folk song "Send Off the Army"...

King Jin's visit to the fiefdom originally had nothing to do with ordinary people. However, the land that was sealed off from the enemy gave this farewell a different color. As long as King Jin could successfully take office, it would mean that the Northland defense line would be pushed northward by three thousand miles. Now that the four northern towns are no longer at the forefront of war, it means that these northern refugees can go home!

The hometown they had been away from for ten years, the hometown they thought they could never return to in this life, suddenly became a tangible vision. How could the refugees in the North conceal their excitement? How not to shed tears of hometown?

King Chen presented the liquor as a gift, which was the top quality Baiyunbian.

King Chen gave him a sword as a gift of military power.

King Chen stretched out his hand, and the two jade boats in his palms fell to the ground and enlarged. They were royal magic weapons flying through the clouds.

After a set of rituals, King Chen held Li Qingquan's hand tightly: "On this trip, I hope you will succeed in this battle and live up to my expectations!"

"Your Majesty, don't worry! The yellow sand will wear golden armor in a hundred battles, and I will never return it until the platform is broken!" Li Qingquan replied with two lines of poetry, generous and heroic. Xuntai, the former capital of the Jin Dynasty, is now the Jin Palace (Dayu was also awarded the title of King of Jin, and now Li Qingquan has been awarded the title of King of Jin, obviously with the determination of "two Jins will fight, only one will be left"), Po Xun Taiwan means the recovery of the Jin Dynasty.

Two armies boarded the boat.

It rose through the sky and shot straight to the north. A man's heart is as strong as iron, and the world is in turmoil...

The two poems left by Li Qingquan, "The yellow sand will wear golden armor in a hundred battles, and I will never return it until the Xun Terrace is broken!" In an instant, it became a famous saying in the capital.

Everyone was talking about it. They really didn't expect that the King of Jin was also a man of literary talent. If these two poems were written on gold paper, they would probably be colorful poems.

Only King Chen had a smile on his face. He knew that this poem was not written by King Jin, but was a masterpiece by Lin Su. That day, the three of them had a night chat in the Zen room and talked about the situation in the North. Lin Su casually wrote a poem, Let the two of them be in high spirits.

At this moment, Li Qingquan borrowed these two poems to express his ambition. Firstly, it stimulated the morale of the whole army. Secondly, he told King Chen that no matter where I go, Li Qingquan, I am a member of the trio. I have already imprinted the bond between you and Lin Su. Brand, we brothers work together!

One is the emperor, one is the prince, and the other, although he has not been officially appointed as an official, King Chen still regards him as the emperor's mentor. The picture of the three of them has been unfolded, and their roles and itineraries will be different. , however, they are imprinted on each other.

Today's Tianyinfang is different from the past.

The shop has lost many of its regular customers, such as the prince, the third prince, Zhao Ji and others...

Liu Tianyin hasn’t played music in person for a long time...

In the backyard, in the pavilion, Liu Tianyin was sitting quietly, and outside the pavilion, the flowers were withering...

In front of her is a cup of tea, and the tea noodles reflect the scene at the city gate...

This teacup is no ordinary teacup, it is also a magic weapon that reflects the mysteries of destiny...

A drop of water under the Wuyou Mountain is like a myriad of shapes in the turbulent world of mortals.

For a month, she used this worry-free water to project all the worldly phenomena to nourish her life pupils, which finally became clear.

"Miss, he is going further and further on the road to subverting the world's order. Because of him, the world has become a foregone conclusion. Your eyes of destiny are not wrong!" An old figure appeared behind her and bowed. .

Liu Tianyin slowly raised his head: "When a butterfly flaps its wings, it can cause a tornado! However, what's wrong? Butterflies shouldn't flap their wings? Wind shouldn't be generated? Or shouldn't heaven have such a rule?"

Her words were Lin Su's words that day.

Few people understand this.

But the old man understands.

The old man could only sigh: "Miss, your eyes are clear, but your mind has gone astray because of his fallacies... Even if he makes an unintentional mistake, there will be guilty consequences, not to mention intentional and unintentional, guilty. Innocence, originally the benevolent sees benevolence and the wise sees wisdom, and there is no consensus... Therefore, in the path of destiny, good and evil are not determined, only cause and effect. His existence is already a big variable in the world, and this variable has affected the holy way. ! Therefore, this boy deserves to be killed!"

The last four words are decisive

…

Shuttle through the clouds for thousands of miles, fly through the clouds and fog and fly straight to the northwest.

The high altitude wind in May is cool and comfortable.

Jin Wang Li Qingquan slowly stood up and walked to a room behind him. A woman beside him also stood up. She was Bi Xuanji.

The elder brother was appointed King of Jin and led thousands of troops to regain his former homeland. Bi Xuanji naturally followed. This was originally the lifelong mission of the two brothers.

The door opened, and two figures sat in front of the window, looking at the clouds outside.

Of course it's Lin Su and An Ye.

Before Lin Su showed up in front of others, he had long been hidden in the flying boat. No one in Da Cang Capital knew that he was accompanying the army.

"Brother, I wanted to find someone to get drunk last night, but you didn't invite me, so I can't disturb you," Li Qingquan said.

This is the truth. Li Qingquan was caught off guard when the Golden Palace was crowned king yesterday. He was a little confused at the time. When he thought about it afterwards, he knew that it was planned by Lin Su. He wanted to meet Lin Su last night. However, Lin Su didn't send him a message, so he held back. When he said these words today, his excitement was once again beyond words.

Lin Su stood up: "This is what I promised you!"

"All you promised me was revenge! I once thought that helping me control Anxiang was all you could do for me." Li Qingquan said: "My best hope is actually to sneak into the hometown of Jin with Anxiang and assassinate Zhou Kuohai." Zhou Kuohai, the current King of Jin in Dayu, was the one who killed the emperor of Jin, massacred the capital of Jin, and kidnapped the concubines and princesses of Jin to the capital of Dayu. They were Li Qingquan, Bi Xuanji, Lu Yi's biggest enemy.

Lin Sudao: "Have you never thought that you would be able to lead thousands of troops and fight back to your hometown justifiably?"

"Of course I have thought about it, but I have almost lost hope because it is too difficult!" Li Qingquan said.

"So, everything in this world depends on human effort!" Lin Su gently lifted the teapot and poured him a cup.

Behind Bi Xuanji's eyes, there was a faint light at some point.

Fifteen years ago, when she came out of Yanmen Pass, she was only fifteen years old.

During the journey of thousands of miles, she never cried.

After ten years of hard training, she never cried.

After five years of practicing Zen, she never cried.

But today, facing the two closest people in her life, drinking tea at high altitude, she shed tears quietly.

In this life of a person, there are princes, generals, traffickers and pawns. In fact, everyone has his own dream. When the dream is so far away that there is no hope, some people will be depressed, and some will struggle against adversity and perform various lives. And when this Dreams are no longer far away. When they are close at hand, thousands of thoughts come to mind, often accompanied by tears...

A hand gently pressed on her shoulder, it was the dark night.

Bi Xuanji gently held her hand behind his back.

The two women stood quietly, letting the wind blow their hair.

"This is actually your promise to Thirteenth Sister, right?" Thirteenth Sister, the Thirteenth Princess of the Jin Dynasty, is dressed in green.

Lin Su nodded lightly: "Yes, and no!"

"What's the explanation?"

"I once told her that I would take her back to my hometown and accompany her to watch the sunrise rising from Zhongshan Mountain, watch the smoke from thousands of miles of grassland with her, watch the heavy snow swallowing thousands of miles in the north, and watch the vast mountains in the north of the Great Wall. But I think... in her vision, we will only be spectators of this boundless beauty. She never imagined that her brother would be the king of this homeland and would open his arms in the sun to welcome her return!"

These words were so poetic that Li Qingquan's heart was filled with heat:

"Come, let's have a drink with tea instead of wine!"

"For the hope that has never been extinguished in my heart!" Lin Su raised his glass.

"For an encounter in the world of mortals!" Li Qingquan touched his teacup lightly and drank it all.

Putting down the tea cup slowly, Li Qingquan said: "I have thought a lot about the current situation, but I am still not sure. I want to ask for your advice..."

"Tell me about it!" Lin Su also put down the tea cup.

Li Qingquan said: "With the change of emperor in Da Cang, turmoil is definitely inevitable. It can't be a coincidence that the three countries of Dayu, Chi and Yelang are in trouble on the border at the same time. These three countries should have an agreement to carve up Da Cang."

"yes!"

"Under normal circumstances, when faced with this situation, one should immediately send out a great scholar to negotiate peace with the Three Kingdoms without starting a war. However, brother, you have broken this rule..."

Lin Sudao: "Yes, under normal circumstances, peace talks should be held, but you can think about the price we will pay if there is peace talks!"

Li Qingquan said slowly: "Ceding the land, giving away a large amount of money, sending Da Cang's beauties to the enemy country to be ravaged, Da Cang's morale is low, Da Cang's blood has been lost, and a new generation of national humiliation has been born!"

"Exactly!" Lin Su said: "The officials like peace talks because peace talks can maintain stability. The lost land has nothing to do with them. They don't need to pay for the money sent. They can even enrich themselves in it, and their daughters The eldest lady can also sit in the pavilion and watch the clouds rise, and enjoy the flowers flying around the wine table. The pain is not in their hearts, and it can’t hurt their heads. Da Cang’s bloody nature is still there. When will Da Cang’s shame disappear? They don’t care! But Da Cang What about the people who are worried about the world? What about the people with lofty ideals who are worried about the world? The price paid for the peace talks is definitely not the numbers seen on the surface. We simply cannot afford this price!"

These words may be argued by ordinary court officials.

Li Qingquan won’t!

Because he is the prince of the Jin Dynasty, his country was lost like this!

Li Qingquan said solemnly: "As you said in "The Theory of Four Kingdoms", the loss of the four kingdoms of Jin and Chu was due to bribery! The word 'bribery' is actually today's peace talks!"

Lin Su said: "Exactly!"

Li Qingquan said: "Therefore, we will not hesitate to fight, even if we are attacked on three sides, even if the mountains and rivers fall, we must keep the budding blood of the great blue!"

He is high-spirited and impassioned. At this moment, the former prince of Jin Dynasty seems to have really integrated into Da Cang and regards himself as a Da Cang person!

However, Lin Su smiled softly: "You may not have thought that by using our sword this time, we can avoid being attacked on three sides and avoid the fall of the country!"

Bi Xuanji was shocked.

An Ye was startled.

Li Qingquan was even more surprised...

The situation of being attacked on three sides has become extremely clear. Osumi has sent out the strongest legion, which has already fought against the Feilong Legion for several rounds. At the Yelang border, an additional 300,000 troops have been added. At the Chiguo border, the same strongest legion has arrived at the Qingpan River.

If we negotiate for peace and pay a huge price, we can hope to avoid being attacked on three sides at the same time.

Only then can there be hope that the new imperial power will have a difficult start.

Once you choose to go to war, the door to peace talks will be closed simultaneously, and it will become inevitable to be attacked on three sides! But why would Lin Su say... this sword show can avoid being enemies on three sides?

Lin Su smiled when faced with three pairs of surprised eyes. Let me tell you in detail...

Between countries, there is never any humanity or morality, only interests and trade-offs...

Facing enemies on three sides, Da Cang has two choices, one is to negotiate peace, the other is to fight...

Any court official can tell you the benefits of peace talks, one, two, three...

However, they only considered the problem from their own perspective, not from the perspective of the three countries!

Human nature is greedy, and countries are only interested in interests. For example, Osumi, if you give him four towns in the north through an agreement, he still wants to use the four towns as a basis to swallow you up in the Central Plains. For example, if you give Chiguo south of the Pearl River, it will definitely think of north of the Pearl River. Take Yelang for example, as long as you let him cross Yandang Mountain, he will definitely want to take possession of your Xizhou as his own.

You give land, money, and beautiful women to other countries to negotiate peace. Do you think that if other countries accept these, they will really be good to you, me, and everyone? They will only see your weakness! Since you are so weak, why doesn't he just divide your country? The land has been divided, but the money and beauties in the land still belong to them?

This is why peace talks are bullshit.

The country is not a person!

The country is a collection of interests!

Those pedantic officials regard a country whose fundamental purpose is profit as a human being, and expect this "person" to be benevolent, righteous, moral, and have a spirit of contract. I really don't know whether they are falsely naive or really stupid.

on the contrary!

When we show our swords, the situation is completely different!

We choose Osumi, the most powerful one among the Three Kingdoms, and attack head-on, without discussion or peace talks, just kill and kill!

Chi Guo and Yelang will no longer take chances, thinking that by arranging their troops to suppress the situation, I, Da Cang, can be at their mercy at the negotiating table!

They will wait and see!

If our war situation reaches a stalemate, if we suffer heavy losses in the battle in the north, they will naturally take advantage of it. However, if we decide the northern border in one battle, and if the combat power we show is too strong for them to bear, I can guarantee that Chi Guo and Yelang will never dare to cross the thunder pond!

Li Qingquan's blood boiled: "So, we are surrounded by enemies on three sides, but we can win in one battle!"

"Confucianism says that soldiers are dangerous in war! Soldiers are ominous, and saints have to use them as a last resort! However, military strategists say that only by daring to fight can peace be made, and only by being able to fight can war be stopped! Some people in later generations highly refined it and said it, although it is very vulgar. , but everyone understands the motto as soon as they hear it: hit with one punch to avoid a hundred punches!"