How could I die before him
Otherwise, how can I be worthy of those unjust eyes in heaven
His voice was even lower and he was close to her ear: "Little Hutou is so lonely alone. In the future, we will have many children to keep him company. Therefore, you must take good care of yourself now. Take good care of your health." It's the first priority... Let's leave here and leave as soon as possible so that we can have no distractions... "
Only then did she suddenly understand why he was so eager to return to the sea. It turned out that it was neither the 250,000 silver nor Yelu's use. He had already established his own power in this place. If he said he gave it up, he would give it up. It turned out that it was all It's for yourself.
As if he was bargaining, he hung the bright bait to her mouth, like a sweet potato that she could bite if she jumped up: "As long as you are a little better, you can do whatever you want..." He chuckled. , "Even if you pester me all day and all night, it doesn't matter..."
Her cheeks were red, and she said "Bah", "Who would pester you? Humph."
"Aren't you pestering me now? Hahaha..."
She bit her lip, her face full of anger.
"!!!"
"Girl, let me sing a song for you."
"Don't listen, don't listen... don't want to hear..."
"I have to sing, I must sing... My little wife's feet are so pointed..." It was like a tiger singing a children's song. It was extremely unpleasant, very unpleasant. But he was enjoying himself and was singing in the middle of the song. Suddenly, He felt itchy on his neck, so he stretched out his hand and touched it. It was slippery, and it turned out to be a small insect. He didn't know when Hua Rong grabbed it from the grass around him and put it in his neck.
He burst into laughter, grabbed the little bug and threw it away from the distance. His heart was filled with a kind of tenderness and lingering feelings. He was beaming and sighed: "Oh, I must have a daughter. I really want to have a daughter..."
"Why?"
"Because, then a third person will put crabs and bugs in my neck, hahaha..."
The laughter spread far away, reverberating in the clear lake water, drifting slowly into the sky with the darkness of the night, curling around, turning into light smoke and floating clouds all over the place.
Yanjing's temporary palace.
After several months of repairs and renovations, although it is still not as rich and magnificent as the imperial city of the Liao Kingdom in the past, compared with the bitter cold and remote Shangjing of the Jin Kingdom, it is no less than a paradise on earth.
He Ci sat on the dragon chair with great ambition, pressed his hands on the side chairs, and looked at the empty hall. A row of carved beams and painted pillars, a row of dragons, tigers and cranes; there were no seats. It was a place for civil servants and generals to kneel and worship. Can The only one sitting there is himself. However, I heard that the imperial palace of the Song Dynasty was even more magnificent, and compared with it in Yanjing, it was like a firefly to the sun and the moon.
He felt a little regretful. Looking at his bright yellow dragon robe and listening to the Han Chinese spoken by the palace people around him, except for the long braid on the back of his head, he was exactly the same as the young emperor of the Han family. .
The eunuch's high-pitched voice trailed off: "It's time to go to court!", so the sound of "It's time to go to court" slowly dispersed, like recalling the long legacy of Tianbao. He was familiar with Han poetry and books, I thought to myself, that suave Tang Minghuang, he is the wealth that others envy.
Civil and military officials filed in.
He Ci casually glanced at a chair on the left. It was the only chair. It was exclusive to the fourth prince. Even in Yanjing, he did not dare to abandon this habit. He had the power over the world and was like his father Zhong. , after all, he still did not dare to withdraw his seat. Even his confidant, Dr. Han, did not dare to suggest this.
Jin Wushu was dressed in a battle robe, walking like a dragon and a tiger. He sat down on a chair and accepted the worship of hundreds of officials.
He Ci cleared his throat: "My dear friends, what do you have to report?"
A bunch of trivial things. Then it was Hailing's turn. What was played was the stolen 250,000 tribute silver, which was also the theme of today. He Ci frowned, imagining how high the 250,000 silver would be piled together.
Everyone was whispering and arguing endlessly. Some advocated the all-out annihilation of the King of Qin, some advocated asking for help from the Song Dynasty, and some advocated holding people accountable... Jin Wushu remained indifferent amid the discussions among this group.
Hailing glanced at him and then started playing again. This time, he was talking about the mysterious golden general. He was a handsome young man, very eloquent, and his speech was vivid and thrilling.
Everyone had already heard about the important event of the "kidnapping horse" in private, but no one spoke up. They just kept looking at the fourth prince. The power of the world's military and horse power was in the hands of the fourth prince. Besides him, there was no one else. Who dares to openly mobilize the kidnapped horse
He Ci didn't dare to speak. He habitually looked at the fourth prince and asked him for advice, but he didn't receive his cooperative look. Then he remembered that this matter was aimed at the fourth prince, how could he ask for his opinion? He considered: "There are several people in the world who can mobilize the kidnapping horse. The most important thing is, whose subordinate is this kidnapping horse?"
Who is the direct descendant? This is a very important question.
Hailing did not dare to report the truth: "I traced the whereabouts of the deceased and found that these faces were all unfamiliar and did not belong to any general..."
"ah?"
"Who is pretending to be a kidnapping horse?"
"There are so many people, how can it be that no one can be found?"
…
It was a battle on the plains. The elite troops were all heavily armored and had an absolute advantage. They came and went like the wind, and there were not many casualties. The seven or eight corpses collected had no evidence at all to show their belongings. This is The most depressing thing about Hailing was that he originally thought it was the Fourth Prince's Achilles' heel, but he found that his efforts were in vain.
At this time, there were still whip marks on his face, fresh ones that had not yet healed after being whipped by the Fourth Prince. These whip marks were still aching faintly.
Jin Wushu stood up and said as if nothing had happened: "The top priority now is to capture the King of Qin and negotiate with the Song Dynasty."
"But, I heard that Qin Hui has fled back, how can we talk about it?"
After Qin Hui was injured, he no longer dared to take risks. Anyway, the sky was far away and the imperial edict had not yet arrived, so he made a prompt decision to return to Lin'an. As for the extent of his injury, it is a secret, at least Jin Wushu has not found it yet.
He smiled and said calmly: "If he leaves, it will be easier to talk about. It will be more beneficial to us at Daikin."
"Fourth Prince, who do you think is the most suitable person to send to capture King Qin?"
"Hailing is the vanguard!" He suppressed his smile and looked solemn, "I am the commander-in-chief! I don't believe that King Qin can get wings and fly after he has gone to heaven and earth. This is the land of Dajin, not a pirate. The world of Zongheng! ”
He Ci was relieved. Over the years, he had developed a habitual dependence. He was not good at national affairs. When the fourth prince came to intervene, he gave the fourth prince full authority to handle it.
At night.
The Fourth Prince's Mansion began a long-lost feast.
There were only two people participating in the banquet. Lu Wenlong looked at his father and then at the delicious food on the table, a little strange: "Dad, can the two of us eat so much?"
"No, it's three people."
Sure enough, it was three pieces of bowls and chopsticks. Lu Wenlong thought, there is another person, who could it be? Who's still on the way
"Dad, who is coming? Are there any guests? When will the guests come?"
"The guest is on the way. Maybe he is almost here."
"No way, daddy is treating us, who dares to be late?"
"It's not that she's late. It's that she doesn't know that dad is planning to entertain her."
"Then how do you know they will definitely come?"
"My father has a wonderful plan."
Jin Wushu smiled faintly. There was a guqin in front of him, which was also an ancient relic from the Song Dynasty. It was extremely precious. He seemed to be very interested, stroking the strings with his fingers, and made a long and vague echo: "Son, today... Dad will play and sing a song for you."
"ah?"
Dad has been keeping a straight face and being extremely serious these days. Why is he suddenly so relaxed and relaxed
Under his son's astonished gaze, he began to play and sing:
Life without meeting each other is like participating in business.
Tonight or any other night, we share the light of this lamp and candle.
How long will it take for you to be young and strong? Your hair will already turn gray.
Visiting the old man is half a ghost, and exclaiming is hot in the intestines.
How could I know that after twenty years, I went to the Junzi Hall again.
In the past, I was not married, but my children suddenly came together.
Yiran respected his father and asked me where I came from.
The questions and answers are not over yet, so I drive my children to drink wine.
It rains at night to cut spring leeks, and the yellow sorghum in the new cooking room.
The host said that it was difficult to meet, and it would be tiring to drink ten cups in one fell swoop.
Even after drinking ten glasses of wine, I am still not drunk, and my feelings are deliberately long.
Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be confused.
"Tomorrow is across the mountains, and the world is boundless." The lingering sound stopped at the last two lines and lingered. It was the first time for Lu Wenlong to hear such a piece of music, and it was sung in pure Chinese. It was intense and full of unspeakable sadness. A certain racial aesthetic in Chu Hanliang's bones was quickly awakened. He looked at his father blankly. Subconsciously, this tune was much better than all the folk songs of Dai Jin he had ever heard.
"Dad..." He didn't finish his words. He saw his father's eyes focused on the strings, without any distractions. He didn't dare to speak, but at this time, he heard his father speaking, as if he was telling a long-ago story, Those heroic years: "This qin is called Jiaowei Qin, and it was owned by Song Huizong, the subjugated king of the Song Dynasty. At that time, we, the great Jin Dynasty, conquered the world and attacked Kaifeng, the capital of the Song Dynasty, and captured the entire royal family of the Song Dynasty. Members. At that time, the population of Dajin was less than one-hundredth of the population of the Song Dynasty. My father, our Emperor Taizu of Dajin, started his career with only 13 cavalry, but all the men of Dajin were A heroic man, with iron cavalry sweeping across, invincible. It is ridiculous that the millions of soldiers and horses of the Song Dynasty are simply vulnerable, and we were quickly defeated by our Dajin. This piano was sold by Song Huizong to collect war compensation... "
The child was very excited and proud: "Dad, are you the commander-in-chief of this war?"
"My dad was not the first to take down Kaifeng. But then, my dad led 100,000 troops from Dajin and went south to chase Zhao Deji, a remnant of the Song Dynasty. They searched the mountains and seas until he was forced to the vast sea. He panicked and seized the road. And fled. Dad chased him all the way to Yangzhou... "
Lu Wenlong couldn't help but said: "Yangzhou? I know, I heard my mother say it is a good place..."
"Yes, Yangzhou is really a beautiful place. My father has never seen a more prosperous and prosperous place in his life. There is a saying in the Song Dynasty, 'Yang Yi Yi Er', which means that Yangzhou is the best in the world and Yizhou is the second." …”
"So good? Can we go sightseeing in the future?"
Jin Wushu shook his head. Over the years, Yangzhou is no longer the same Yangzhou.