Red Heart Survey

Spring never dies, the old trees are diseased, and the cold wind howls across the wilderness.

In the Jiujiang military camp, Du Yehu took off his helmet in front of him and sat silently. The majestic body is a little less powerful than before.

Yang Yin, who had been his partner for many years, stood in front of him.

Yang Yin was wearing armor, his eyes were serious and his face was solemn: "General, are you leaving?"

Du Yehu used to be a very reckless man, but after serving as General Zhuang for a few years, he became somewhat more stable.

It's just this stability that makes Yang Yin unfamiliar.

He was used to charging behind Du Yehu, used to checking for Du Yehu's deficiencies, used to the fiery and warm-hearted Shangguan, the straight-forward tiger general.

Now he is so restrained that he can let go of his military power and abandon his brothers. Ideals are a joke.

Du Yehu clasped his right hand empty-handedly and slapped his brow: "It's time to go."

Yang Yin pressed the knife with one hand and leaned forward. For the first time in his life, he showed such a gesture towards Du Yehu, and said in a vicious voice: "Are you going to leave so many brothers behind and go to Qi State to join Shan Junwei?!"

Shan Junwei was a former general of the Mo Kingdom. He originally switched to the Zhuang Kingdom and was arranged by Zhuang Gaoxian to replace Du Yehu's military power.

At that time, Yang Yin brought his people to Xin'an and prepared to kill the man with his sword. However, when he entered the tent with his sword, he realized that this man had been incited by Zhongxuan Sheng to rebel and actually raised the flag with them.

After overthrowing Zhuang Gaoxian, Du Yehu became a general, while Shan Junwei defected to his new benefactor and went to Qi to develop.

Mo State is not as good as Zhuang State, and there is no comparison between Zhuang State and Qi State.

Shan Junwei's life is a good example of the saying that people go to higher places.

Yang Yin's words are heart-breaking!

He was prepared for Du Yehu to get angry, punch him, or even kill him on the spot.

But Du Yehu just gave him a dull look.

There was a kind of fatigue that had never been apparent before on his face, which was deep in the beard.

"Yang Yin." Du Yehu said in this vicissitude: "Human talent is limited, do you know?"

Yang Yin didn't understand why the general said this.

Soldiers like them only carry swords to save their lives. Whose talent can be said to be unlimited?

Du Yehu looked at him: "If there were no earth-shaking changes, you would have no chance to achieve the divine presence in this life."

Yang Yin was furious: "I understand! The general dislikes my talent! If you leave here, you will have better subordinates, all of whom can be gods?"

Du Yehu thought to himself: "I have Qi and blood, and I followed the path of an ancient military strategist. I survived nine deaths and could catch up with my peers a little in practice, but there is still a long way to go. Before I am forty years old, I hope that God will come, but if I won’t be able to achieve success even if I’m fifty years old. I’m fighting a life-consuming battle, and people like me are not qualified to grow old.”

Yang Yin said coldly: "So you have to leave here and find an opportunity for your god to come. Now you feel that the brothers who have been with you for so many years are all a burden to you!"

Du Yehu laughed instead: "You are the one who advises me all the time, but you are more impulsive than me today."

boom!

Yang Yin pounded his hands on the military case: "We haven't lost yet, what will those old Taoist priests from the Elder Council do! Brothers support you, I don't understand why you don't fight!"

"I don't have that talent! Do you understand?" Du Yehu leaned back and looked at him with a grin: "I quit drinking, but my brain is still not working well. I read the military book carefully and read the dictionary on every page. I want to let the people live a good life and prevent the pain of the past from happening again, but I can't do it! I don't have the ability - do you understand?"

As Du Yehu spoke, he felt emotional for a moment, but then he sat back and tapped the table: "We tried, we failed. If we can't do well in this position, we should let more capable people do it." Someone will do it. Jiujiang Xuanjia does not belong to me, Du Yehu, but to the people of Zhuang State. It is that simple."

Yang Yin was silent for a moment, and finally said: "You don't want to fight to the death and involve Mr. Jiang Ge, right?"

Du Yehu only said: "If our ideal is correct, I will do whatever it takes. But it has been proven wrong - people should not make mistakes again and again. Especially the people will bear the price in the end."

Yang Yin said again: "With Jiang Ge always here, the general's life is safe. Where do you plan to go?"

"Are you coming with me?" Du Yehu asked.

"What's the difference?" Yang Yin asked.

Du Yehu said bluntly: "My choice will be different."

Yang Yin looked at him and said: "I am from Zhuang country."

Du Yehu stood up, patted his shoulder, and finally walked past him.

Yang Yin straightened up and pressed his sword, staring at the military case without saying a word. In the military tent of General Zhuang Guo, only the helmet of General Zhuang Guo was left.

The comrades of many years bid farewell to this mistake.

After walking out of the military tent, Du Yehu saw Li Jianqiu.

This guy's official uniform was replaced by an ordinary gown, his hair was tied up with a hairpin, and a sword hung from his waist. Standing loosely in the open space outside the tent, he looked like a swordsman from the end of the world.

Today the general takes off his helmet and the prime minister takes off his uniform. They look after each other and smile.

The concerted efforts and the harmony between generals and prime ministers in the past years are all reflected in this lonely smile.

"Where does Brother Du plan to go next?" Li Jianqiu asked: "Yun Country or Xingyue Yuan?"

If old brothers like Yang Yin still follow Du Yehu, he will find a way to earn a future for these brothers. Now he just said: "Planning to walk around - what about you?"

Li Jianqiu raised the corner of his mouth: "I plan to walk around with Brother Du!"

They both saw a kind of unwillingness in each other's eyes. It's not that he is unwilling to suffer political defeat, but that he is unwilling to let his ideals be dimmed like this.

The subtle skylight that lit up that night swayed, swayed, and finally did not appear outside the window.

These passionate young people have the desire to change the world, but their understanding of the world is still very shallow. The ideals built on this are no more than castles in the air. And finally, in the changing world, I saw my own innocence.

So they all want to travel around, to every corner of the world, to see how people live and how wise men in different places face the world. See if you can find the true path to your ideal.

At this time, a smile came from the air and asked: "Where are you going to go for a walk?"

Song Qingyue stepped down and complained: "Why don't you take me with you?"

Du Yehu looked at him and asked, "Where is Qingzhi?"

"Sent to Yun State to find her close friend." Song Qingyue waved his hand and said seriously: "You two can't be isolated. We are the remnants of the same boat."

Li Jianqiu said: "It's just right to match the broken ship with the remnant party."

Du Yehu opened his hands and gestured to push forward: "Go together, go together!"

The three of them left together.

Du Laohu's prestige in the army was extraordinary. When he left the gate of the military camp, the place was almost full of soldiers who came to see him off after receiving the news.

But no one said a word.

The soldiers just silently made way for the three of them to pass.

The three of them were also silent.

It was a silent farewell as the soldiers bid farewell to their general.

We were already far away from the military camp, and when we looked back, we could still see the faint crowds.

After becoming the Prime Minister, Li Jianqiu, who became more and more cautious, sighed: "In this situation, a word suddenly came to my mind."

"What word?" Du Yehu steeled himself and asked with interest.

Li Jianqiu said: "A prodigal dog."

He shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly: "My whole life has been a failure."

The stone carvings of Li Jianqiu, the prodigal dog, are still on the Zhubi Peak, and are often visited by poets and poets.

Of course, in the past few years, they were all singing praises, about the prodigal son turning back, about being brave after knowing his shame, and about being successful before it's too late... In the past six months, there has been a lot of resentment.

Song Qingyue thought about it for a while: "If you have to argue, I can count on Jiao."

"Then I am Hu." Du Yehu said.

Song Qingyue laughed: "Then we are the remnants of the Qiming Party -"

"Hey!" Li Jianqiu quickly interrupted: "Dogs are too ugly. I didn't say I would use this as a nickname."

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When Zhu Wei and I arrived at Zhuang Country, the "Dogs, Dragons and Tigers" had already left the country.

The coup initiated by the Council of Elders was completed in a very short period of time.

With the support of Daomen above, Zhang Ren's methods in the middle, Qiming New Party's letting go, and the direction of public opinion below, there is no suspense about the coup itself.

Zhu Wei and I rushed over as soon as I received the news, and things have already turned from budding to fruition.

Fortunately, it was not late, so Du Yehu and others were not in danger.

Having been trained as the country's next generation leader, Zhu Weiwo has a certain political acumen. There have always been coups without bloodshed, and this time, the power of the prime minister, the general, and the water government were all overthrown. The coup party had an absolute advantage. In the end, it was such a peaceful ending...

It can only be said that Mr. Jiang Ge is indeed famous. He went crazy in Tianjing City and truly established a deterrent - no one wants to face Mr. Jiang Ge like that.

Zhu Weiwo, who entered Xin'an City, prepared to leave after briefly understanding the situation in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But then I heard cheers in the distance——

"Okay, kill it! Kill it!"

"It brings disaster to the country and the people and deserves to be killed!"

Zhu Weiwo casually grabbed a monk from the Criminal Investigation Department next to him and asked, "Who was being tortured over there just now?"

But the monk recognized Zhu Weiwo and said in surprise: "Zhu——"

Zhu Weiwo patted him: "Tell me something."

Looking at the former pride of the empire and one of the main forces who later overthrew the emperor Zhuang Gaoxian, the monk from the Criminal Investigation Department had complicated eyes. He paused and said, "It's the former prison envoy... Fu Baosong."

Zhu Weiwo raised his eyebrows: "Fu Baosong?!"

This is quite a surprising answer.

He wished that only a few people in the entire Zhuang Kingdom could be favored by him. Fu Baosong, who was born in Wangjiang City, is one of them.

This person is loyal, upright, kind and stubborn, honest and self-responsible. He has an excellent reputation both in the government and in the public. He was also a talent that Du Ruhui valued very much.

The most important thing is that regarding the Qiming New Deal, Fu Baosong initially agreed to the reform, but only partially. In the second year, he believed that the reform was unrealistic and opposed it.

Now that the New Deal has been abolished, and several people who led the New Deal have left the country, it should be the time for Fu Baosong, the opposition party, to rise to power.

Why did he get his head cut off?

The monk from the Criminal Investigation Department replied: "Fu Baosong is a liaison with outsiders, corrupts the imperial court, is corrupt, preys on the common people, forms cliques for selfish purposes, and excludes dissenters——"

Zhu Weiwo looked at him: "Since you recognize me, tell me something practical."

The monk from the Criminal Investigation Department gritted his teeth and finally said: "The Prime Minister resigned, the General resigned, Suijun abdicated, and the Qiming New Deal was completely abolished. Fu Baosong firmly opposed it in the court and believed that the reform could not be completely negated. He also said that although the Qiming New Party They failed politically, but made great achievements in people's livelihood. The merits and demerits of the Qiming New Deal should be divided between the June 4th Movement and June 4th. Their contribution to the country cannot be completely erased. The Council of Elders asked him several times to change his words and admit his mistakes, but he just refused to change... He He was executed as the chief culprit of Qiming’s evil government.”

I wish I didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Political struggle is cruel, and life and death are the norm. But the current scene is somewhat ridiculous.

The person who really led the Qiming New Deal safely left the country because of his relationship with Jiang Wang. Jiang Wang himself didn't even know about this - during this period, Jiang Wang went to the demon clan again to find trouble with the real demon, and could not contact him through the illusory realm. So I wish I could fly here in person.

But a supervisor who truly had independent judgment, was always sober and self-controlled, and always adhered to his principles was killed in the city.

He had discussed the national affairs of Zhuang State with Jiang Wang. Jiang Wang was full of praise for Fu Baosong and believed that the supervisor of the country was indeed an appropriate official position and could well reflect Fu Baosong's value. He also believed in it.

Now the thing is dead.

People like Fu Baosong are naturally not very approachable. But when such a person dies, even a high-minded person like Zhu Weiwo will inevitably feel sad.

"Mr. Zhu?" Seeing that Zhu Weiwei didn't say anything for a long time, the monk from the Criminal Investigation Department reminded him in a low voice.

Zhu Weiwo came to his senses and said, "I am no longer in Zhuang Country. There is no need to respect me as a master."

The monk from the Criminal Investigation Department said: "In my heart, you will always be the pride of the country. When you were at the meeting of the Three Kingdoms -"

"Okay, okay, there's no need to mention the past. I'm leaving." Zhu Wei thought for a while and added: "If you have a chance, you can leave too."

All gone.

The Criminal Division monk raised his head, and Zhu Weiwo's proud figure had disappeared.

He turned around and saw the bustling crowd exiting the vegetable market where the beheaded people were beheaded. Everyone was in high spirits, as if they had won a battle.

They cheered, they laughed, they were beaming.

"The national traitors have been eliminated!"

"Hahaha, I should have known that Fu Baosong was not a good guy. He pretends to be cool all day long!"

"He even stole needles from neighbors when he was a child, and now he still claims to be a gentleman. Do you think it's funny?"

"Ah? There is still this matter? Is there any evidence?"

"There is no evidence for this kind of thing. How many years have passed. But this is what my friend said. Can it be false?"

"I really can't tell. He usually pretends to be decent!"

"If this thief dies today, the world will be saved!"

Of course, some people feel sad for Fu Baosong. After all, Fu Baosong has done many practical things over the years. But those who wept over it hid in their own homes and did not dare to show it.

Seeing the surging crowd rushing towards him, this ordinary monk from the Criminal Investigation Department suddenly felt a little cold and wrapped himself tightly in his official uniform.

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The spring of 3928 in the Dao calendar was really difficult for the Yue Kingdom.

Hidden Prime Minister Gaozheng died on the Qiantang River embankment, leaving no bones behind.

Even though the hidden prime minister has long stopped asking about state affairs, even though the monarch has been diligently patrolling the various government offices recently, even though the entire Yue court is trying to appease people's hearts, even though the country has reduced taxes and paid more money...

People still feel anxious that they have lost their backbone.

The broken old bones were the backbone of the Yue Kingdom.

Bai Yuxia returned to her homeland in such an atmosphere of panic.

Langya City today still looks like the old days.

Ever since Ge Fei went crazy and since Bai Yuxia came back to visit his relatives, Langya City has subtly returned to the old days - the old days where the Bai family had the final say.

Bai Yuxia is such a smart person. He frowned when he saw the Bai family's children holding their heads high and chest high on the street. But he didn't say anything and went back to his old house.

He received a letter from his mother. The letter only said, "I miss you and I will come home soon." He put down the account books in Bai Yujing Restaurant and returned from thousands of miles away.

When I walked into the hall, I saw my mother coming out to greet me. As expected, I also saw her apologetic look in her eyes.

"My son. The Tian family invited my mother to the palace for a banquet a few days ago, and the Prime Minister came to visit the next day... After all, my mother is related to the Tian family."

Bai Yuxia smiled and held her mother's hand: "It just so happens that my son misses you too. He is very happy to see that you look good."

He sat down and asked with a smile: "When is the Prime Minister going to visit today?"

Wen Juanying smiled and hit him: "You also said that you have no resentment in your heart. How can the Prime Minister be so weak?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciple came in to ask for instructions: "The Prime Minister is here to visit!"