Nightwatcher

Late at night, Si Tianjian.

Song Qing lay on the table and fell into a deep sleep. There were all kinds of alchemy equipment on the table, and the charcoal fire in the alchemy furnace was still warm.

At a certain moment, Song Qing woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and saw a white dress beside her. .

After taking a closer look, I realized that it was Senior Brother Sun. His face was depressed, his eyes were dim, and he was silently looking at him.

There is also a white ape beside him.

"Brother Sun, why are you back?"

Song Qing yawned and said:

"Isn't it fighting in Qingzhou? I'm not here to ask for equipment again. Please let me go. Didn't I just give you a batch of equipment a while ago. Brother, I only sleep for an hour a day, and Iron Man also needs to rest. "

He complained naggingly.

Sun Xuanji didn't speak, the white ape beside him hesitated and said in a low voice:

"Teacher Jianzheng, he may have died."

The complaints stopped in summer, and Song Qing was stunned.

At this time, Sun Xuanji fell to the ground with a bang, blood overflowed from the seven orifices, and the breath of life passed away quickly.

Song Qing's heart trembled, and while frantically taking out the elixir from the storage bag, she said in a trembling voice:

"What, what's going on, Senior Brother Sun"

Yuan Hufa stood aside, looked at Sun Xuanji, and said in a low voice:

"In order to find out the truth about the fall of the prisoner, he went to the battlefield himself."

After Song Qing felt her pulse, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Sun Xuanji was wounded to his origin, his meridians were cut off, his internal organs were exhausted, and his soul was also extremely weak.

Such an injury was enough to pose a fatal threat to a warlock.

The reason why he was able to return to Sitianjian with a white ape was probably due to some obsession in his heart.

Seeing Song Qing's thoughts, Yuan Hufa said quietly:

"It's the wildfire of revenge that propels him back to Sitianjian."

Star Observatory, underground.

Zhong Li stared blankly at Song Qing, under the messy black hair, his eyes were very bright, as if they were shining with water.

"Teacher Supervisor, are you dead?"

she murmured.

Song Qing said "um", with a low voice, no grief could be seen on his face, but the numbness made him even more sad.

"Xu Pingfeng, the head of the Dizong, the Bodhisattva of the Jia Luoshu, and the White Emperor, the White Emperor in Yunzhou." Song Qing said in a low voice:

"Senior Brother Sun saw them, they killed Teacher Jianzheng."

Seeing that Zhong Li remained silent for a long time, Song Qing said:

"I'll go to the palace and tell the little emperor."

He turned and left, and the earth fell into eternal silence.

After a long time, Zhong Li lifted up the wooden box beside him, caressed the surface of the box, and burst into tears:

"You want revenge, you want to avenge Teacher Jianzheng."

It was daylight, and on the top of the capital city, torches were burning in the twelfth lunar month of winter, unable to dispel the bone-chilling chill.

The dew soaked the surface of the city wall and condensed into ice in the cold night, freezing the city wall as hard as steel.

The soldiers on duty at the top of the city held spears, and their hands were covered with frostbite. From time to time, they took a breath of hot air into their palms, or stretched out their hands close to the torch to keep warm in the cold night.

"Da da da!"

The sound of horseshoes came from far and near to the ears of the soldiers on duty at the top of the city.

In the cold night, a fast horse rode to the bottom of the city with a whip, and slammed the reins. Under the watchful eyes of the guards at the top of the city, he roared hoarsely:

"Open the door, eight hundred miles to hurry up."

In the bedroom, the sleeping Emperor Yongxing was awakened by Zhao Xuanzhen. He pinched the center of his brows wearily, suppressed his temper, and said in a deep voice:

"Why did you wake me up in the middle of the night?"

Generally speaking, if you dare to disturb the king's rest at this time, either the sky is falling, or you don't want to live.

Emperor Yongxing didn't think that this dog slave was tired of living, so the answer should be the former, so his tone was quite low and his expression was dignified.

Zhao Xuanzhen's face was as white as paper:

"Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the cabinet that Qingzhou has fallen."

Emperor Yongxing was stunned beside the bed, his pupils dilated and his expression was frozen.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Zhao Xuanzhen yelled twice, and Emperor Yongxing let out an "Ah" as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"The excerpt is in the imperial study."

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Yongxing lifted the quilt, pushed Zhao Xuanzhen away, barefooted, wearing a white undershirt, and strode towards the imperial study.

The imperial study room is connected with the bedroom, one inside and one outside, he quickly ran out of the bedroom and came to the imperial study room.

He went straight to the case, picked up the booklet that was there, and read it with an ugly face.

The content of the booklet is divided into three parts:

The first is the casualties of the Qingzhou defenders. The 30 guards in Qingzhou, plus the soldiers and horses transferred from the capital and other states, totaled 90,000 troops, with a loss of 60%. The remaining tens of thousands of troops retreated to Yongzhou.

The second is about the supervision. Yang Gong believes that something may have happened to the supervision, and hopes that the court can confirm the situation of the supervision as soon as possible.

The third is Yang Gong's self-statement, which roughly means that he is ashamed of the king and the country, but he wants to die to thank the world.

After reading it, Emperor Yongxing's hands began to shake.

"It's a bunch of nonsense. Jianzheng is the patron saint of Dafeng, who ranks in the first rank. Who is his opponent in Dafeng territory? This Yang Gong's demonic talk is confusing everyone. I want to chop off his head and make him benevolent."

Emperor Yongxing's face was livid, and he slapped the table vigorously.

Now anyone who dares to say that something happened to the prison in front of him, he must let the other party know what it means to be angry with the emperor.

At this time, the commander of the Imperial Army who was on duty outside hurried in and told:

"Your Majesty, Si Tianjian Song Qing is seeking an audience outside the palace."

Song Qing is here, there must be news from the supervisor, and the supervisor asked him to pass on the message. Emperor Yongxing lifted his spirits and said loudly:

"Quick, invite him in."

Immediately ordered the eunuch to give the royal card.

A quarter of an hour later, the commander of the forbidden army led Song Qing back. The former stayed outside the imperial study room, while the latter stepped over the threshold and entered the imperial study room on the scarlet carpet.

"Song Aiqing, has there been any news from the prison?" Emperor Yongxing took a step forward and blurted out.

He stared at Song Qing with hope in his eyes.

In contrast, Song Qing was like a bereaved dog, with a pale face and dark circles under her eyes.

"Your Majesty, Teacher Jianzheng, has fallen."

Emperor Yongxing sat down on the big chair, as if his bones had been removed.

After a while, he got up angrily, pointed at Song Qing and yelled:

"It's nonsense, Song Qing, do you know what you're talking about? The supervisor is your teacher, how dare you curse the supervisor?"

He stood up, waved his sleeves vigorously, and roared:

"Who is the prisoner's opponent in Dafeng territory, tell me, who is his opponent?"

Song Qing said with a dull expression:

"Senior Brother Sun has already done a preliminary investigation. Teacher Jianzheng, he may indeed have died. Yunzhou was born with a vision that day, and his luck was lost. After Teacher Jianzheng's aura disappeared, he never appeared again."

Emperor Yongxing slowly withered on the big chair and murmured:

"Restrain him, how could it be, who can kill him."

Song Qing said dumbly:

"The number of extraordinary masters in the Yunzhou rebels is far beyond imagination."

Emperor Yongxing sat for a long time, his body trembled slightly as if he was overwhelmed by the wind and cold.

Great fear enveloped him.

The next day, Qingzhou fell, and the news of the prisoner's fall spread throughout the official circles in the capital, causing a huge commotion.

The officials gathered at the Meridian Gate and asked to meet the Holy Majesty, but they were blocked outside.

Emperor Yongxing was sick, scared sick.

It wasn't until dusk that the princes saw him in the imperial study room. Overnight, Emperor Yongxing seemed to have been drained of energy, his eyes were slack, and his face was pale.

The dukes were startled, and the first assistant Qian Qingshu mourned:

"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon body."

Emperor Yongxing laughed bitterly:

"Dragon body? At this time, I still care about this flesh and blood body?

"My lords, the prison is dead, what should I do? Qingzhou fell, and the rebels and Yang Gong confronted each other on the border of Yongzhou. Once they stabilize Qingzhou, they will make a comeback, and sooner or later they will hit the capital."

The prison is the last backbone of Dafeng.

Liu Hong, the censor of Zuodu, said:

"Your Majesty, Dafeng and Xu Yinluo, it's not like we're powerless."

Emperor Yongxing shook his head slightly:

"Although my cultivation is shallow, I also know what a third-rank martial artist can and cannot do.

"Even Jianzheng died in the hands of the rebels, so what can Xu Yinluo do?"

Liu Hong was at a loss for words for a while.

In the imperial study room, the atmosphere was dignified and silent.

After a long time, Dali Siqing whispered:

"Your Majesty, it's better to ask for peace."

Qiuhe Yongxing Emperor's eyes lit up, he shook his head immediately, and said with a wry smile:

"The rebel army is coming fiercely. They want to take my Dafeng Jiangshan and replace them. How could they agree to seek peace?"

"Your Majesty, how will you know if you don't try it?" someone said.

"I'm tired." Emperor Yongxing said dejectedly:

"Let me think about it."

Imperial City, Huaiqing Mansion.

An unpretentious carriage was parked outside the mansion. Liu Hong, who succeeded Wei Yuan and became the former leader of the Wei Party, got off the carriage and went straight inside.

Go through the front yard and come to the living room.

In the spacious and elegant hall, the eldest princess Huai Qing, dressed in plum blossom palace attire and with a cold temperament, sat at the desk and waited for a long time.

"I have already been to the Sitian Supervisor, and met Song Qing and Sun Xuanji. I am afraid that the supervisor is really in danger."

The eldest princess looked at Liu Hong who entered the hall with a rare dignified expression, and said:

"What is the attitude of Your Majesty and the princes?"

Liu Hong sighed:

"Without the supervisor, your majesty and the princes have broken their backs and lost their courage. The minister of Dali Temple proposed a peace proposal. His majesty did not agree, but he did not object. He only said to consider it."

"Negotiation." Huaiqing murmured to himself, and shook his head after a while:

"The rebel army is aiming at the Central Plains and the throne. How could they agree to negotiate a peace. Even if they agree, they will open their mouths, asking for benefits first, and giving short-term peace. A blunt knife will cut the flesh, and the death will be slower."

Liu Hong smiled wryly:

"Your Highness, you are a bystander.

"Your Majesty didn't have an early morning court today. He's sick, and he's scared to get sick. At this time, if the rebels propose a peace, he will recklessly agree, just like a drowning man grasping for a life-saving straw."

As he spoke, Liu Hong had a sad face:

"But your majesty is justified in fear, the prison is dead, who can compete with Yunzhou?

"Xu Yinluo is only a third-rank martial artist after all. Although the national teacher is a second-rank, but she is really willing to die for Dafeng? Even if she wants to, I'm afraid she has more than enough energy.

"Your Highness, you have always been resourceful, tell me how to break the situation."

When the Yushufang was discussing matters, he did not object to the peace negotiation, and he didn't know what to do if it wasn't for him.

Huaiqing was silent for a long time, and said slowly:

"Rather Stick to your guns!"

Qingzhou.

The chief envoy, Qi Guangbo, sat behind Yang Gong's case, with a group of generals below him, with Ji Xuan on the left and Ge Wenxuan on the right.

Of the two, the former attacked the city all the way, chased down the Qingzhou deserters, and made illustrious military exploits.

The latter followed Qi Guangbo to capture Wan County and made great contributions. Coupled with the status of Xu Pingfeng's disciple, his status in the army was extremely high, only slightly inferior to Ji Xuan.

As for the Xuanwu Iron Cavalry and Suzaku Flying Cavalry, they belonged to Xu Pingfeng and did not appear.

"It's not a military account discussion, so don't be cautious."

Qi Guangbo said with a smile: "It is thanks to all the brothers that we were able to take down Qingzhou. Tonight, we will reward the three armies with good wine, food and beauties, everything you expect."

The generals laughed and said loudly:

"Thank you General."

Qi Guangbo nodded:

"However, after today, you must restrain the soldiers under your command and stop looting the people. After Qingzhou, it will be our territory, understand."

"yes!"

All the soldiers agreed.

Zhuo Haoran was full of ambition and asked:

"General, when will you lead us to the north, it is said that the capital is the most benevolent city in the Central Plains, and the most prosperous. The brothers can't wait for a long time."

Someone laughed:

"After you get to the capital, don't mess with me, you motherfucker. The capital is rich and rich, but women with water spirits are more attractive than gold and silver. It would be a pity if they were injured and died. I also want to try a high-ranking official." What does it feel like to be a noble female relative?"

Immediately someone laughed and scolded:

"Things that are worthless, if you want to sleep, you can sleep with golden branches and jade leaves. Princess princesses, harem concubines, aren't they more attractive than bullshit noble women."

There was laughter everywhere.

After defeating Qingzhou, the morale of the Yunzhou army was like a rainbow. From the generals to the ordinary soldiers, they were all gearing up to go north, wishing to go to the capital in one go.

But thinking about it, marching and fighting have their own rules and regulations. Now that the rebels have captured Qingzhou, they need to stabilize the territory, appease the people and gentry, repair the city walls, collect food and grass, and so on.

These all take time, and it is not a foreign plunder, where things and people are robbed and then left, coming and going in a hurry.

Ge Wenxuan raised his finger and tapped the table.

The noise subsided slightly, and he took advantage of the situation and said:

"General, the last general believes that the rest period is not idle.

"We can send people to sneak into the states of Dafeng and spread the news that Jianzheng is dead. First, it can create chaos, and second, it can strengthen the momentum of our Yunzhou army."

Qi Guangbo gave a positive attitude: "This plan is very clever."

Ji Xuan said:

"Our army suffered a lot of casualties in this battle. We have to replenish our troops and recruit refugees. However, the combat capabilities of refugees are limited, and the replenishment of middle-level combat capabilities is a problem."

Qi Guangbo had paid attention in his heart, and still asked:

"What suggestion does Zisu have?"

Ji Xuandao: "You can recruit Jianghu martial arts."

This can be regarded as the tradition of Qianlong City. Among the generals present, more than half were originally gangsters who fled to Yunzhou and later belonged to Qianlong City.

Qi Guangbo nodded, looked around at the crowd, and suddenly asked:

"What do you guys think, without the supervisor, how will the Dafeng court react?"

Zhuo Haoran laughed loudly:

"The little emperor probably peed his pants in fright."

All the generals echoed:

"Without the patron saint of Jianzheng, Dafeng is just a sick tiger with his minions, and he is useless."

"Only Xu Qi'an can support the situation."

"Hey, what is he up to? A third-rank martial artist is certainly powerful, but in front of the national teacher, he is really not enough to look at."

At this time, Ji Xuan sneered:

"He really can't turn the tide. The magic nail planted in his body by the national teacher can put him in the third-rank state."

Ge Wenxuan continued with a smile:

"The national teacher predicts things like a god."

Seeing that the topic was off topic, Qi Guangbo raised his hand, the noise subsided, and he said:

"That's right, if you serve the court, from the king to the officials, you must be terrified at this moment. So, what if we initiate a peace proposal?"

Everyone was taken aback.

PS: The typo will be corrected tomorrow.