In this world, is there really such a thing as having a heart and soul
In the 33rd year of Yuanding, on April 29, Lin Wanyue's 21st birthday, he had a few drinks.
At night, Lin Wanyue fell asleep under the service of Youqin and had a dream.
It could be said that Lin Wanyue had been looking forward to this dream for a long time. She dreamed of Li Xian.
Li Xian was still the same as before, dressed in a noble palace attire, with a proper smile on her face.
Lin Wanyue stood opposite Li Xian, her heart suddenly aching.
In the dream, Lin Wanyue grabbed Li Xian's shoulder and asked her: Why did she sacrifice those twenty brothers so cruelly? Why do you want to collude with the Huns? Since Li Zhong was killed, who is the child? !
But Li Xian in the dream never said a word, no matter how impatient Lin Wanyue was.
Suddenly, the dream changed, and she and Li Xian came to the edge of a cliff.
The familiar cliff, the scenery here is still the same, before Lin Wanyue could react, Li Xian actually fell off the cliff!
"No!" Lin Wanyue shouted, she suddenly recalled that she had almost the same dream, Li Xian took her out of the sea of fire, and then pushed her from here!
Lin Wanyue was lying on the cliff, shouting hysterically. She watched Li Xian fall into the clouds and the deep sadness in Li Xian's eyes.
"No!" In the dream, Lin Wanyue didn't hold herself back. At the last moment, she resolutely jumped off the cliff.
"No! Ha... Ha..." Lin Wanyue woke up from a nightmare.
Panting heavily, beads of sweat dripped down Lin Wanyue's forehead.
The dream was too real, so real that after Lin Wanyue woke up, she could not distinguish reality.
Lin Wanyue didn't even have time to calm down and think about whether she had forgiven Li Xian. All she thought at this moment was that she didn't want Li Xian to die.
"Youqin! Youqin!"
Youqin, who had been secretly working at night outside the door, suddenly heard Lin Feixing calling her in a panic, and was startled.
In an instant, he took out what he had learned in his life, flashed to the door, and pushed open the door directly.
"Master!" Fortunately, Lin Feixing sat on the bed safe and sound, but his face was very bad.
"Commander, but... is it a nightmare?" Over the past year, Youqin has exhausted all means, but she has not been able to get Lin Feixing out of the nightmare.
Lin Wanyue took a few breaths and calmed down a little.
"Youqin..."
"Subordinate is here."
"Recently... have you... received a letter from the princess?"
Youqin was stunned, a dull pain slipped through her heart, but she still answered truthfully: "No, I have been expelled from the Shadow Flag by His Highness."
"Oh, you first... go down."
"Yes!"
"Wait a moment!"
"What is the commander's order?"
"You... let Du Yushu come to see me after dawn."
"Yes!"
"Still... let's call him to see me now."
Youqin looked at Lin Feixing and felt that something precious in her heart was broken.
"Yes." Youqin left.
Half an hour later, Youqin brought Du Yushu to the Marshal's Mansion.
After bringing the person, Youqin was about to leave, but was stopped by Lin Feixing.
Seeing Du Yushu, Lin Feixing asked straight to the point, "Yushu, how long has it been since the princess has written?"
Du Yushu was stunned for a while, and answered truthfully, "Twenty days."
"How often do you usually get a letter?"
Youqin and Du Yushu looked at each other, and finally Youqin replied: "In the past, every fifteen days, we would send a silk newspaper to His Highness, and His Highness will reply within seven days."
"In other words... she hasn't given an order for more than 13 days?"
"Yes." Du Yushu nodded.
Lin Wanyue sat on the chair and asked, "How is the situation in Beijing now?"
A hint of embarrassment flashed on Du Yushu's face, and Lin Wanyue slapped the small table with a "pop".
"Say it!"
"...Yes! I don't know much about it, but it is said that His Majesty's health has not been good this year. His Royal Highness is in charge of the country. At the beginning of the year, various vassal kings routinely returned to Beijing. After the Shangyuan Festival, King Qi and King Xiang They all returned to their fiefs, and I heard that His Royal Highness the King of Chu suddenly fell ill, and it is not advisable to travel far, and stay in the palace in Beijing to recuperate."
Lin Wanyue frowned, "According to the law, the vassal kings who have been enfeoffed can't stay in the capital for a long time if they don't have a will, but... If the king of Chu is really sick, there is nothing wrong with it. In addition, your majesty ignores the state affairs. Although the crown prince is the heir, It's not good to force the King of Chu, and lose the reputation of Tang Di's discord.
However, Lin Wanyue knew Li Xian's personality very well. She had to know everything before she could rest assured, would she really not give instructions to the North for more than ten days
"Yushu."
"Subordinates are here!"
"No matter what method you use, I will report all the newspapers normally, and if you want to mention me, just say that I am the same as before."
"Yes, my subordinates understand."
"You go down first, Youqin stays."
"Yes."
After Du Yushu left, Lin Wanyue asked, "Youqin, have you been in touch with Queen Mansha recently?"
Youqin knelt down on one knee and replied, "Since the last time the commander banned it, my subordinates have not contacted the Xiongnu again."
"Tomorrow morning, you go to Mansha in person and tell her that I want to see her in person."
"Master!?"
"remember?"
"Yes!"
"By the way, can you still contact other flag owners?"
"The subordinates have been expelled from the shadow flag, but you can try to contact them."
"Well, I want you to find someone who can enter and leave the capital freely, and who is extremely skilled."
"I understand, my subordinates will contact me now. If everything goes well, I can bring people early tomorrow morning."
After Youqin left, Lin Wanyue was completely sleepless. She dug out the package she had casually wrapped and found the black iron token inside.
Lin Wanyue held the black iron token, her fingers lightly rubbed the dark gold pattern on it, and Li Mu's dying words echoed in her ears.
Something must have happened in Beijing! Li Zhugui is the state reserve, protecting the state reserve, that is, protecting the country's foundation, and he has not abused it!
Lin Wanyue sighed heavily, it was still dark outside.
She did not forgive Li Xian, no matter what, Li Xian trampled on the bottom line of her conscience, and this will never disappear over time.
However, even if she didn't forgive her, she didn't want Li Xian to be in trouble.
She wanted Li Xian to live a good life!
The next day just dawned, and Youqin brought a person.
"Master, this is Little Twelve." Lin Wanyue looked up and saw that she knew her. Like Little Eleven, she was a palace maid who "died".
"You go down first, Youqin, take a rest, and then do what I tell you."
"Yes."
"I don't know why the concubine called Xiao Twelve to come here?"
Lin Wanyue didn't care about Little Twelve's rudeness: "Sit down."
"Thank you concubine."
"This commander called you here. It's really an emergency. I suspect that something happened in the palace."
Little Twelve's eyelids twitched, and she looked at Lin Feixing with a look of astonishment. A certain flag owner who had previously served the three flags had also contacted her, inferring that something was wrong in the palace, because the flag owners in various places had not received His Highness's instructions recently.
Little Twelve's performance further confirmed Lin Wanyue's guess, she continued: "So, I have one thing to ask you, but I'm afraid this matter can't be done by one person alone, I hope you will contact some of the princess's people. ."
"Little Twelve is all at the orders of the concubine."
"At the original site of the General's Mansion in the capital, behind the plaque in the main hall, there is a secret decree from the late emperor, I want you to find someone who is extremely skilled, steal it without disturbing anyone, and send it to the north, hand it over to me! "
Little Twelve opened her mouth in astonishment: She didn't expect that Lin Feixing would actually have such a hand, something even Her Royal Highness didn't know!
"Also, I want you to do everything possible to mobilize all the shadows, and don't ask the princess for instructions. After I get the secret order, I immediately cast a net of heaven and earth on all the levels near Gyeonggi, all the post officials, suspicious People, including carrier pigeons, are all cut off, and not a single one can reach the capital, can it be done?"
There was a hint of embarrassment on the face of the little twelve, and he answered truthfully: "My concubine forgives my sins, I am only the last flag owner of the three flags. It is only possible if the flag owners work together!"
"How long will it take to give me an answer?"
"This... I'll get in touch right away. As long as I get in touch with one, it's easy to do. The flag owners of the three flags have a special way of contacting each other."
"Go, remember, don't try to contact the princess for instructions, I hope you believe me!"
Little Twelve pondered for a moment, looked at Lin Feixing with a serious face, and finally nodded.
What followed was a long wait.
On the tenth day, Little Twelve came back and told Lin Feixing that she had contacted one of the flag owners of Shangsan Banner and conveyed Lin Feixing's words as they were. The flag owner said that they would arrange it as soon as possible.
Regarding the secret decree, Little Twelve is proficient in the art of disguising, so she will take it in person, and then give it to another banner owner to bring it back to the northern border.
After another five days, Youqin finally came back.
Youqin said to Lin Feixing: Because Lin Feixing rejected Queen Mansha’s rescue proposal, the Morton Ministry had been chasing the head Mansha for half a year; fortunately, Queen Mansha immediately abandoned the base camp and wandered with her troops and clansmen. In the prairie, they did not let the Mo Dun team kill them all, but their vitality was severely damaged. Youqin managed to find Queen Mansha, and after repeated persuasion, Queen Mansha finally agreed with Lin Feixing three days later, at Mi Mi, a hundred miles outside of Yangguan City. For the meeting on the Tuola pasture, only Lin Feixing was allowed to bring one person there.
The so-called Mi Tuola pasture is the name of the Huns. Lin Wanyue didn't know the exact location at all. Fortunately, Youqin knew about it.
On the other side, the mysterious Shangsanqi banner owner got together in an unremarkable house in Gyeonggi.
The first flag owner: son.
Sub-banner flag owner: Qing Yan.
Bannerlord of Three Flags: Yu Xian, with a small oil bottle behind him, Little Eleven.
One male, three females.
"Brother Zi, Sister Qingyan, it's been a long time." Yu Xian greeted him with a smile, but these two, because of their noble identities, had never seen each other.
With the sound of "Ding!", Little Eleven didn't react at all, Yu Xian had already drawn out his saber, and had a move with the flag owner named "Zi".
"Brother Zi, be merciful, she is not an outsider, but the owner of the eleventh flag."
A hoarse voice like an old bellows came from behind the mask: "Yuxian, you broke the rules, she is not on the Three Banners, and is not qualified to see me and Qingyan."
Yu Xian's expression instantly became extremely serious: "I brought her here, of course I have my reasons, no one can hurt her any more hair, I respect your age, call you big brother, don't toast or eat Eat a fine drink!"
"Okay!" The leader of the flag of Qingyan took the initiative to stand between the two of them, held their wrists, and said pleasantly: "Since the eldest master passed away, we haven't seen the flag owner of the three flags for many years. Since Yu'er has issued a special recruitment order, there must be an urgent matter, let's sit down."