The prince is very fierce

They were still going south. After staying in Xiaojiazhuang for a long time, Xu Buling said goodbye to the Xiao family and left Xiaojiazhuang with Xiao Qi and Xiang'er.

The ghost empress who was originally accompanying me didn't follow him anyway because she was coerced and coerced. Xu Buling naturally didn't care about this. After returning to the building ship, he set sail with his team and rushed to Jinling three hundred miles away.

The trip to Jinling was smooth sailing, and it would take about two or three days to arrive. Xu Buling was on the boat. In addition to accompanying Lu Hongluan to raise the fetus, he also did not forget Mr. Baobao's suggestion to have a role play at night.

Xu Buling plays his true character, incarnating the Master Xu who led the Xiliang army into Chang'an and stayed overnight in the chaotic palace of the dragon bed.

Xiao Xiang'er also appeared in her true colors, playing the role of Queen Mother Xiao, who has played the role many times before. She wore the Queen Mother's phoenix skirt, with her hands tied and leaning on the bedside, with a chaste look that said she was "miserable and miserable, and there is no greater sorrow than heartbreak." Very accurate.

Cui Xiaowan is a serious queen and cannot be absent. But Xiaowan is fair and tiger-like, and has basically no acting skills. She just wore a phoenix skirt and shouted twice, "You are so outrageous, please let me go", and then she turned her back on the guest.

Chen Sining, who became the little princess Dayue, was much more interesting. She was pulled over for no reason, and she was not happy about it. She struggled and struggled, but she played the "poor princess who was forced to submit" very captivatingly.

There were originally four people performing in the boudoir, but the boat was so big, maybe the sound was too loud, Xiao Qi also ran over in the middle, and naturally participated in it, becoming the female prime minister who sacrificed her life to protect the harem.

Then Jiujiu became a medical girl, Yuhe became a Taoist nun from Qintian Prison, Qingye Chuchu became a chivalrous girl who was caught killing thieves for her country, Manzhi turned into a female wolf guard who chased chivalrous girls, Nightingale became a female general who was coerced by her superiors, and even Yufu became the princess's concubine, coming to take the punishment for her students.

The taste...

It’s hard to describe in one word!

Xu Bu Ling was quite enthusiastic at first, but in the end he found that he, the rebel leader who caused trouble in the harem, suddenly turned into a poor scholar who was taken into the Daughter's Kingdom. Round after round, he really couldn't tell who was harming whom.

After a play was performed, two or three days passed, and the building boat arrived outside Jinling City unknowingly.

After Yang Zunyi arrived at Jinling, there was no fighting spirit in Jinling City. The defender had not yet resisted. After shelling the city wall, he quickly opened the city gate and let the Xiliang army enter the city. The battle was not intense, so that Jinling City did not seem to have changed much, except for a few dents made by artillery on the city wall.

The main force of the Xiliang Army has just recaptured Jinling and is currently stationed outside the city. After some repairs, it will continue to march along the march route.

A war was about to start later, and Xu Buling could no longer take Aunt Lu, who was pregnant, with the army. According to the plan, Aunt Lu was allowed to stay at her parents' home in Jinling City to raise the baby, accompanied by several older sisters. After he invaded Hangzhou and completely quelled the civil strife, he came back to wait for the baby.

The building boat docked at the bank of the Qinhuai River. The Jinling Lu clan came to greet them, and the maids also moved the objects on the building boat down.

The girls, who had traveled a long distance, entered the high-walled courtyard of the Lu family a little awkwardly. Because they were in someone else's house, the girls, who had always been noisy, became much quieter. After settling in their respective rooms, they stayed in the house and did not go out.

Xu Buling, Lu Hongluan's mother and brother, sat in the living room for a while, and then together with Lu Hongluan, they returned to the courtyard where Lu Hongluan lived when he was a child.

The sun was setting in the west, and in the courtyard of the deep house, the little girl of the Lu family who had not left the pavilion was walking in the alley. When she met Lu Hongluan, she would call her "aunt", and Xu Buling's title was changed to "aunt".

Lu Hongluan held her belly with her hands, her face a little confused, and she didn't dare to respond openly. She just lowered her head and walked behind Xu Buling.

Xu Buling came to the courtyard and opened the small door. A delicately decorated embroidered building stood inside. The courtyard was clean. The osmanthus tree planted under the wall of the back alley felt a little bigger. The swing next to it was still the same as before. appearance.

To live here permanently, Yue Nu took her maids to move in various objects and put them into the embroidery building.

Lu Hongluan came to the swing with burning eyes. Against the setting sun in early summer, her peach cheeks were slightly red, her eyes under her long eyelashes were slightly raised, and her charming profile was very moving. After looking at it for a while, she touched her belly with her hand, looked back at Xu Buring, and said slightly childishly:

"Ling'er, I can't play on the swing now?"

Xu Buling raised the corner of his mouth, walked to the swing frame, pulled Lu Hongluan over and sat on it, then held her ribs and said with a smile:

"It's okay, I'm here."

There were still maids busy in the yard. After all, Lu Hongluan was about to become a mother. She was a little embarrassed. After a little push, she followed Xu Buling and sat on the swing. She held the swing rope with both hands and tapped her embroidered shoes on the ground, shaking slightly. Down.

Creak——

The swing, which had not been moved for a long time, made a slight sound, and the hem of her skirt fell in the air, making the charming and mature Huaxin woman look even more girlish.

Xu Buling hugged Lu Hongluan from behind and said with a smile:

"If you want to play, you have to hurry up. When you become a mother, you will be laughed at if you compete with the baby for the swing."

When Lu Hongluan heard this, he lowered his head and looked at his belly, feeling a little dazed:

"I remember the last time I was here, you asked me to be your concubine. I was not happy and said that I would be your wet nurse. Now it's good, I didn't get the concubine, so I have to nurse and be your mother..."

The words are a bit sour.

Xu Buling had long been accustomed to this tone. He hugged Lu Hongluan and shook his arms. He looked down his shoulders and looked at the skirt of his clothes, which was more spectacular than before. He raised his hand and dragged it:

"Didn't Aunt Lu want to be a wet nurse? She even said she had grown so big for nothing..."

Lu Hongluan recalled the nonsense she had said back then, and her face turned red as she nudged Xu Buling with her elbow:

"How dare you bring this up? You were talking nonsense to me, saying that I would get pregnant if I pressed more, and I believed you, but you, such a heartless person, took advantage of me for half a year."

Xu Buling looked around, and seeing that the maid wasn't paying attention, he said softly:

"Why don't we try again now? She's already pregnant, maybe..."

Lu Hongluan wasn't the stupid aunt who didn't know anything back then. Since she got pregnant, she had actually asked Jiujiu in private about how to hold her baby and feed her, but the answer she got was not satisfactory. She turned back and glanced at Xu Buling:

"Don't bluff me. Jiujiu said that the baby will be born two or three days later. You just want to bully your aunt... Let's talk about it later. I'll let you have enough."

Xu Buling's heart was moved, and he nodded and praised:

"Aunt is still the best."

"Ling'er, don't call me aunt all the time. It's five or six months old. Maybe he can hear us chatting. It's not good for the baby to hear it."

"Okay, listen to Aunt Lu."

"..."

Lu Hongluan had no choice but to lean on Xu Buling's arms, swaying slightly on the swing. After thinking for a while, she asked softly:

"Ling'er, what's the baby's name? I've been thinking about this recently. Xiang'er said that a good name is enough. Let's call it 'Xu Sanduo', which means a lot of family business, a lot of knowledge, and a lot of connections..."

? ?

Xu Sanduo...

Xu Buling frowned, thinking that the name was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. He thought about it and shook his head:

"No, no, this is too rustic. If it's a girl, will she get married in the future?"

Lu Hongluan thought so too. She leaned on Xu Buling's shoulder and raised her eyes:

"What should I call her? You are the father, you have to make the decision. I actually think Xu Xian is pretty good."

"Xu Xian is a grass python hero, which is not very good. How about 'Xu Siluan'?"

Lu Hongluan felt nauseous when she heard it. She frowned and glared at Xu Buling:

"Don't try to get close to me. Why don't you call me 'Auntie Xu Si'?"

"Well... Siyi, it seems good, contented, and the meaning is good."

Lu Hongluan blinked her eyes and really thought it was quite interesting, but after thinking about it, she said:

"Calling 'Siyi', wouldn't it be Si Ning's generation?"

Xu Buling shook his head and said earnestly:

"Auntie Lu calls Xiang'er aunt, and Si Ning calls Xiang'er aunt grandmother. They are of the same generation."

? ?

Lu Hongluan slapped Xu Buling in annoyance:

"Si Ning is the baby's aunt, what kind of messed up calculation is this? Are you really going to make a family tree in the backyard?"

Xu Buling was just joking. He thought about it carefully and said:

"Then remove 'Si' and call her 'Xu Yi'. It can be male or female. How about it?"

"Xu Yi... Aunt Xu, Aunt Lu... What will you call her from now on?"

"Calling Xiao Yi... A Yi... It seems wrong..."

...

In the quiet courtyard, the swing swayed slightly beside the osmanthus tree. The beautiful woman in a dark green dress leaned on her husband's arms and softly muttered the name of the future baby.

During pregnancy, Lu Hongluan leaned on Xu Buling's arms, closed her eyes, and fell asleep peacefully halfway through the conversation.

Xu Buling leaned over and picked up Lu Hongluan horizontally and walked into the embroidery building that had been arranged.

The room was the boudoir where Lu Hongluan lived in her childhood. The furnishings inside were arranged in the way she is used to now. The portraits of Xu Buling and Xiao Xiang'er were still hung one above the other on the wall opposite the bed, and could be seen when one looked up.

Xu Buling laid Lu Hongluan flat on the pillow, gently took off the embroidered shoes, unfolded the spring quilt, and covered her.

Looking down, Lu Hongluan lay quietly, breathing evenly, her eyelashes slightly moving, as if she was still thinking about the baby's name in her sleep.

Xu Buling half-knelt beside her, stared at her seriously for a long time, then smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, leaned over and kissed Lu Hongluan on the forehead, then stood up and walked out.

Just after taking a few steps, a soft voice came from the bed behind him:

"Ling'er, come back soon, I really want to see you as a father."

Xu Buling paused and looked back, only to see that Lu Hongluan had woken up at some point, tilting her head to look at him, with a thousand tenderness and attachment in her eyes.

"Don't worry, Aunt Lu, I'll be back soon."

Xu Buling smiled brightly, just like the first time he met Lu Hongluan in Chang'an City...

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After settling his family in Jinling, Xu Buling returned to the Xiliang military camp and personally took charge to boost morale. After the Xiliang army and the government soldiers were repaired, they set out again and launched a general attack on the already dying Dongyue.

Jinling is 600 miles away from Hangzhou, passing through Changzhou, Liangxi, Suzhou, and Jiaxing along the way. This is already the inner heart of Jiangnan, and it is also the last territory currently controlled by the Song family of Dayue.

With the defeat of the Liaoxi Army, the disintegration of the rebel army led by Dayinglou, and the defection of all the aristocratic families, Emperor Song Shaoying of Dongyue was left with only more than 100,000 personal troops, including less than 30,000 elite soldiers. He had no money and no food, and was in a desperate situation.

Normally, if the battle had reached this point, facing the Xiliang Army with all the advantages of time, place and people, he could have surrendered long ago.

But this battle was not a rebellion or a small fight between two forces, but a change of ownership of the country under a new name.

The Song family rose to prominence sixty years ago, sweeping across the eight wastelands with a million strong troops, bringing a peaceful and prosperous era to the world that had been through wars for a long time. This contribution to pacifying the world and the people cannot be erased.

However, the Song family has only experienced three generations of emperors, and has not even come out of the recuperation of the chaos sixty years ago. The Song family has only enjoyed the treatment of royal relatives for sixty years, and the whole world has to be handed over to others. How can the Song family let it go?

If Song Shaoying surrendered, it would be impossible for the Song family to recover with the help of the puppet emperor Song Ling in Chang'an City. This one acre and three points of land in Jiangnan is the last territory of the Song family, and it is also the last chance for the Song family to turn the tables.

The Song family has ruled Dayue for sixty years, and there are not no righteous men under their command who are "loyal to the country". These people are all concentrated in this last bit of territory, vowing to live and die with the Song family.

But under the torrent of the world's general trend, the isolated and helpless Dongyue, no matter how tragic and tenacious their resistance was, from the perspective of history books, it was just a little bit of courage that could be seen when a mantis arm tried to stop a chariot.

On April 8, Xu Buling led 70,000 Xiliang troops, 200,000 government soldiers, and 300 artillery pieces, and set out from Jinling to the city of Changzhou.

Changzhou garrison, Beiyang County Prince Song Wurui, led 1,000 personal soldiers and 20,000 government soldiers to defend the city to the death.

After a night of bombardment, the walls of Changzhou turned into rubble, and all 20,000 government soldiers fled, and all personal soldiers died in battle; only Beiyang County Prince Song Wurui was left, with his brothers and sons blocking the north gate, and did not retreat a single step until his death. Afterwards, Xu Buling buried him by the Zijing Lake.

On April 23, the Xiliang army arrived in Liangxi.

During the siege, Zhao Ze, the governor of Suzhou and the son-in-law of Song Ji, hid his weapons in a fishing boat and rushed eighty miles at night, detoured from Taihu Lake to the rear of the Xiliang Army, and attacked the fleet transporting supplies and grain. At the cost of more than 2,000 deaths, he burned half of the grain transport ships and retreated before the main force of the Xiliang Army returned, and also lifted the siege of Liangxi.

This may be the biggest loss Xu Buling has suffered since he led his troops to suppress the rebellion, and it is also the only victory that Dongyue has achieved its goal. The pace of the march was delayed for nearly half a month, until the grain transport ships came to help from Chu, and then they resumed the march.

Zhao Ze delayed Dongyue for half a month, but that was all.

After the Xiliang army broke through Liangxi in one day and arrived in Suzhou, Zhao Ze had no more strength left and held on for half a day. After Xu Buling promised to save the lives of his wife and children, Zhao Ze bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to Chang'an to show that he was "worthy of Song Ji's promotion, but now that things have come to this, it is not a crime of war, but the situation is forced." Then he opened the city and surrendered.

Zhao Ze was only thirty years old. He was a Jinshi in the eighth year of Zhaohong. He was the only son-in-law of Song Ji. When Xu Buling attacked Chang'an, he fled with his family and went to Dongyue.

However, due to the relationship between Zhao Ze and Song Ji as father-in-law and son-in-law, he was not valued by Song Shaoying. When Song Shaoying discovered the talent shown by Zhao Ze in the Taihu surprise attack, he could no longer give him a useful soldier. It is said that Song Shaoying was still beating his chest and stamping his feet on Baima Mountain, saying, "If I had known that I had Zhao Ze in Dongyue, why did I let Qin Jing, a broken-backed dog, guard the national gate to death? '

Obviously, no one could answer Song Shaoying's question, because there was no one in front of Song Shaoying.

Once Suzhou was broken, Jiaxing was within reach, and only 120 miles away from Hangzhou.

At this time, the only ones who could still defend Jiaxing were the 30,000 personal troops under Song Shaoying, who had been hiding for nearly a year.

On May 20, Xu Buling led an army of nearly 300,000 soldiers to the city of Jiaxing. The whole army went out and surrounded the city on all sides, preparing to fight a final battle and also to give Song a grand funeral.

But what disappointed Xu Buling was that every inch of land and every inch of blood was shed in front of him, and the diehards of the Song family relied on the only little soldiers and horses under their hands to exert their last remaining heat. When they arrived outside the city of Jiaxing, the 30,000 elite troops were about to fight to the death, but an imperial edict was sent from the city of Hangzhou a hundred miles away.

Song Shaoying surrendered!

This surrender directly turned the bloodiness shown in the previous battle into a joke.

But what if he didn't surrender?

If they don't surrender, the Song clan in Jiangnan will die. Even if Song Shaoying has the courage to die for his country, the other two kings and thousands of Song clan members don't. If they don't surrender, they will die, and if they surrender, they will live a miserable life. What else can they choose?

-----

Thunderbolt——

The sky is thundering, and the gods are crying.

In early June, the drizzling rain curtain sprinkled on the Qiantang River in midsummer. The beautiful mountains and rivers lost their color under the black tide of soldiers.

This heavy rain is like the last elegy sent by the heaven to the Dayue Song clan. As long as the clouds are cleared and the sky clears, this world will change its name and completely cross into a new era.

The warships loaded with Xiliang troops docked at the river one after another. The black-armored soldiers with high morale walked towards the distant capital of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, which has been rooted in Jiangnan for thousands of years, in the pouring rain.

Hangzhou City is located in the core of the Jiangnan Water Village. The corridors, terraces, and pavilions all have the gracefulness of a water village girl. The city wall is 36 feet high, but it has not seen war for many years. There are traces of time on the wall bricks, but there is no devastation left by the war.

Above the city wall, the people of Hangzhou City stood full, holding umbrellas, looking at the black tide-like army. But this time, they were not tied up as human shields. Since the two thousand heads of kings and generals were piled up outside Luzhou City, no one dared to do so again. The people of Hangzhou City stood here just to wait for the war that lasted for more than a year to end completely before their eyes.

On the city gate tower, the imperial flag of Dongyue has been lowered, and it looks a little bleak.

Outside the city gate, thousands of Song clan members, as well as the gentry elders and dignitaries born and raised in Hangzhou City, stood quietly in the pouring rain, silent and speechless, looking at the direction of the river.

Song Shaoying, the Emperor of Dongyue, held a tray with the jade seal and dragon robe in his hand, and stood at the front with his head down; Song Dingan, the Prince of Yu, and Song Zhengping, the Prince of Chu, stood on the left and right, with mixed feelings in their eyes, but more of helplessness.

Song Shaoying also wanted to "rather die with honor than live in disgrace", but at this moment, he found that he was not even qualified to die with honor. None of his many advisers advised him how to fight to the death, but tried every means to persuade him not to struggle in vain.

If he did not surrender, it is very likely that before Xu Buling came, many forces under his command would take his head and ask for credit in front of the Xu family.

The great Yue died in four generations, and it was only sixty years at most.

The three kings are a little regretful now. If they had honestly let Song Ji reduce the fiefdom, they might have been an idle prince without military power and lived a few hundred years more richly.

But there is no regret medicine in this world. With the imperial power in front of them, no one can have the awareness to cut off their own arm. Even if they do it again a hundred times, the result will be the same.

The heavy rain fell between the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

The dark Northwest Iron Cavalry slowly appeared outside the city of Hangzhou, shouting loudly, almost suppressing the thunder in the sky:

"Tiger--"

"Tiger--"

"Tiger--"

In the center of thousands of troops, a luxurious carriage driven by four horses drove across the white stone road under the heavy rain and slowly came to the three kings and thousands of nobles.

A large flag with the word "Xu" was inserted on the carriage, and a pearl curtain was hung on the door, and only the outline of a white robe could be seen.

"The guilty minister, Song Shaoying, pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Pay homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Outside the city of Hangzhou, a trembling voice sounded.

Yang Zunyi carried a 10-foot-long spear, and his eyes were not on these vassal kings who were on the same level as the Su King. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Only those with strong troops and horses can be called "kings". Those who bow down to the emperor are just small people who can be bullied by others and are not worthy of his attention.

In the carriage, Xu Buling did not speak, but just looked at the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan.

Nightingale was dressed in black, with a sword hanging from her waist, standing outside the carriage, holding the "imperial edict" she had just written:

"The emperor decreed: Wei Wang Song Shaoying, Yu Wang Song Ding'an, and Chu Wang Song Zhengping ignored the disaster in Jiangnan, raised troops and established themselves in times of national crisis, causing chaos in the world, and their crimes are unforgivable. From now on, they will bring their families to Chang'an to face the emperor and apologize, and the private army in Jiangnan will be disbanded on the spot..."

The cold voice became the only sound under the heavy rain.

The three kings and the Jiangnan clans stood with their heads bowed, and no one dared to raise any objections.

Until Nightingale finished reading the imperial edict, Song Shaoying bowed his head deeply:

"Thank you, my emperor."

"Thank you, my emperor."

There was still no response from the carriage.

Xu Buling raised his hand, and the carriage started again, passing by the three kings and entering the city of Hangzhou, which had already opened its gates.

On the top of Hangzhou City, cheers rose everywhere, welcoming the arrival of the king's teacher and celebrating the end of the civil strife in Dayue.

Of course, there were also scholars who were full of "Heaven, Earth, King, Parents, and Teachers", with angry eyes, standing behind the crowd secretly heartbroken, but these three or two corrupt scholars, under the cheers of the crowd, could only show fragility and powerlessness.

Rustle——

The heavy rain fell on the carriage, and the small bridge and flowing water on the street came into view.

Xu Buling leaned against the soft couch, holding a white jade cup in his hand. His mind only stayed on the achievement of unifying Dayue for a while, then he jumped over and looked at some ragged refugees on the street:

"Nightingale, take people to confiscate the Wang family in Hangzhou. The private property of the three kings in the east does not need to be sent to Chang'an. Leave it to provide disaster relief to the people."

"Okay, sir, if the family is confiscated, what should we do with the people?"

"The men will be sent to the army to fight in the north, and the women will be sent to Xiao Ting's mansion to be maids. The superiors have the law of the land, and since Xiao Ting has spoken, he can't let people think it's a joke."

"Do you want me to pick two good-looking ones and keep them for you?"

Xu Buling's stern expression was stunned, and then he said helplessly:

"I am raped by Bao Bao and the others every day. I don't know if I can live past 40. Do you want me to ascend to heaven earlier?"

Nightingale turned around with a serious look:

"Sir, you are the best in the world. It's only been a short time. Why are you afraid?"

Xu Buling frowned, a little dissatisfied:

"You are getting more and more unruly, why should I be afraid? I just don't want Bao Bao and the others to be jealous. Men should learn to control their desires and not be driven by sex, get tired of the old and fall in love with the new, and neglect the people around them."

"Really?"

Nightingale blinked her big eyes, ran in from outside the carriage, sat next to Xu Buling, and raised her hand to untie Xu Buling's belt.

Xu Buling was a little confused and grabbed Nightingale's messy hand:

"What are you doing?"

Nightingale knelt in front of Xu Buling, her face full of spirit and seriousness:

"Young Master, you don't have to restrain your desires. As a maid, my duty is to satisfy the master when he is unsatisfied. This is what I should do."

Xu Buling's expression was slightly stiff: "That's not what I meant. I meant... Hey hey hey... Hiss - you guys can just kill me..."

"Hehe... If Young Master is afraid, forget it."

"What am I afraid of? What's there to be afraid of? A dozen girls took turns with me, and Young Master didn't frown. Would he be afraid of a little girl like you..."

"Hehe..."

...

The carriage slowly drove through the street, with small bridges and flowing water, white walls and green tiles on the side of the street.

The people stood on the balcony to rest, watching the most powerful man in the world slowly drive to the foot of Baima Mountain.

Although Xu Buling was lying on the couch, looking out with despair, no one could see his appearance because of the beaded curtain.

Every family has its own problems, and men always have to shoulder everything alone.

Xu Buling raised his hand and touched Nightingale's head, sighing secretly. The feeling was not something that could be told to outsiders...